*Based on Live Roleplay*
Victor having tired of the tavern scene, stepped out into the back alley for a breather. His nostrils flared at the refuse littering the alley, but he paid it little attention. His eyes, blacker than the fathomless depths of the abyss itself, scanned his surroundings as his elven ears twitched with the scurrying of rats and other rodents. This was more like it for the Elven Vampire/Lycan Hybrid. He rather enjoyed the dark, cool night air as opposed to the overly populated, and blood-aroma filled taverns. Victor took a crouching position once satisfied with his surveillance. His Fingers entwined with one another and resting on his knee as a pair. She would move in the shadow as like her whole form was a shadow, she had saw the Mixed one at the ball.. She kept an eye on him, resting in the darkness. His Nostril's flared with the familiar scent of the Vampress/Succubus (?) which had bumped into him earlier this evening. Her scent was not easily forgotten as it stirred something within him...animalistic in nature. His eyes landed on her coolly and scrolled her figure lazily as his ears twitched slightly. He stayed in his crouching position a few moments longer to see what she would do next, a wind picked up his hair and felt like a caress against his skin. His deep crimson hair streamed in the slight breeze giving off the impression of flowing blood flowing freely from the back of his scalp. He slowly rose to his feet, standing at his full height of six foot and four inches, abnormal for an elven.. But then again, victor wasn?t a normal being. She would step out of the shadows, her dark red hair still in the curls from the ball. She did change into her red silk that barely holds and covers her body. Victor admired her beauty from the shadows a moment longer before stepping into the moonlight, revealing his flawless porcelain white face and offering a small nod of acknowledgement to the temptress before him, his eyes resting at her subtly throbbing jugular for a few moments as he savored her scent. Finally he spoke, his voice was as smooth as the finest silk, and as captivating as a skillful bard's hypnotic melodies:: "Ah, the temptress from the ball...it is a pleasant surprise 'bumping' into you again...although, admittedly i am a bit confused to see one such as yourself out here at night...this isn?t the safest haunt in Rhy'Din..."
"I have ways to protect myself." She start at his feet and up toward his face, looking into his eyes, and he should felt something, lust. She would move around him, He offered another subtle nod, his face completely devoid of all emotion. He did indeed feel lust.. although it was not a new experience to Victor. .he was always enthralled in the throws of lust, whether it be blood lust, or intimate lust, it was all the same to him. His dark eyes followed her, watching her hips move as she circled him::
You have a name," She paused in front of him, then moving closer to him. she stands inches from him. Victor's eyes flash amusement behind them at her inquiries, and in response he offered her his hand in order of a proper introduction, he waited for her own to be placed within his grasp, his eyes locked to her's all the while. She would pick up her hand and set her hand in his. She smiles as she looks in his eyes. Victor lifts her hand casually to his lips, his eyes remaining on hers as he grips her hand firmly, but gently at the same time. Pressing his lips against the back of her hand, victor lingers for a moment as the scent of her sweet blood wafts up from the thin flesh at her wrist and into his nostrils, a low, silent growls rumbles from his throat as he releases her hand just as gently as he had received it. Standing straight once more he offer a small nod of acknowledgement.:: "my name, dearest is Victor Xevior BlackRose ...Ruler of the BlackRose Vampire Coven.... it is a pleasure to meet you madam......?"
She would lick her red lips before she spoke. "i am called Avita."
He gave a slow nod as his eyes followed her tongue flowing over her lips seductively, his eyes lazy and heavy with the intoxicating sensation of lust, both carnal, and blood lust at this moment. His eyes finally waner back to hers as he speaks:: "Ah, a pleasure indeed madam Avita...a peculiar name that is...a lovely name to say the very least"
"Are you new here?" She takes a step to him, her finger reach out caress his face, her thumb over his lips.
He gives a subtle nod as he allows her to feel his visage intimately:: "I suppose one could say as much...though there was a time where i would be asking that same question to you....I come and go."
"Recently I arrived. but I have in Rhydin for a month or so." She would lift up her chin, her lips lightly touch his.
Letting out a low guttural growl Victor would take a step back from her and running his tongue over his teeth:: "Careful madam... there is only so much i can withstand and only so long i can resist"
"Scared of places I can take you?"
He chuckled at that, a sly grin spreading across his usually stoic persona. He steps forward, one hand snaking around her waist as the other reaches up into the back of her hair, taking a handful he jerks her head back to reveal her throat. Brushes his lips gently across her sensitive flesh, letting his vampiric teeth scrape subtle at the surface, he growls in arrousal and then speaks softly into her ear:: "Dearest...once you venture to the world I?m about to introduce you to...you'll never want to come back to reality"
"Careful of the game you about to play, Victor. I could be deadly." She shiver from the scrape.
this made him laugh out loud in a deep booming melody as he walked her backwards pressing her back firmly against the cool, stone wall of the alley:: "Love, incase you haven?t noticed...i am death reincarnated" ::with that he let's his lips brush over her throat once again, letting the tip of his tongue slide out and trace a subtle trail across her flesh. Her scent filling him with delightful anticipating In the blink of eye, his back was the one against the wall, her fingers play up his chest, her mouth press hot on his, His lips accept her's as his back is planted to the wall. Her parts her lips with his own and slips his wet muscle into her mouth to molest her tongue, drawing the heat of her breath into his lungs. One hand still gripping her hair as the other hand slides down to the small of her back, enjoying the feel or her warm flesh beneath the thin silk garment she wore. She wraps both of her arms around his neck, her body pressed against his, perhaps a promise to come.. he releases her hair and rests both his hands on her hips as he continues to kiss her passionately, the taste of her breath nearly as tantalizing as the scent of her blood. As she pressed her body against his, his manhood begin to rise and become engorged in the blood that filled the cartilage causing it to stiffen and grow large::
She withdrawal from this kiss, her red lips still wet. she moves to his ear. "name a place and time?"
He chuckled some and released her taking his leave and walking down the shadowed alley, stopping just before he disappeared around the corner into the night he shot a glance at her back over his shoulder:: "I'll see you around....rest assured puppet" ::and with that he was gone::
Thanks for the lovely role-play, VictorBlackRose
Victor having tired of the tavern scene, stepped out into the back alley for a breather. His nostrils flared at the refuse littering the alley, but he paid it little attention. His eyes, blacker than the fathomless depths of the abyss itself, scanned his surroundings as his elven ears twitched with the scurrying of rats and other rodents. This was more like it for the Elven Vampire/Lycan Hybrid. He rather enjoyed the dark, cool night air as opposed to the overly populated, and blood-aroma filled taverns. Victor took a crouching position once satisfied with his surveillance. His Fingers entwined with one another and resting on his knee as a pair. She would move in the shadow as like her whole form was a shadow, she had saw the Mixed one at the ball.. She kept an eye on him, resting in the darkness. His Nostril's flared with the familiar scent of the Vampress/Succubus (?) which had bumped into him earlier this evening. Her scent was not easily forgotten as it stirred something within him...animalistic in nature. His eyes landed on her coolly and scrolled her figure lazily as his ears twitched slightly. He stayed in his crouching position a few moments longer to see what she would do next, a wind picked up his hair and felt like a caress against his skin. His deep crimson hair streamed in the slight breeze giving off the impression of flowing blood flowing freely from the back of his scalp. He slowly rose to his feet, standing at his full height of six foot and four inches, abnormal for an elven.. But then again, victor wasn?t a normal being. She would step out of the shadows, her dark red hair still in the curls from the ball. She did change into her red silk that barely holds and covers her body. Victor admired her beauty from the shadows a moment longer before stepping into the moonlight, revealing his flawless porcelain white face and offering a small nod of acknowledgement to the temptress before him, his eyes resting at her subtly throbbing jugular for a few moments as he savored her scent. Finally he spoke, his voice was as smooth as the finest silk, and as captivating as a skillful bard's hypnotic melodies:: "Ah, the temptress from the ball...it is a pleasant surprise 'bumping' into you again...although, admittedly i am a bit confused to see one such as yourself out here at night...this isn?t the safest haunt in Rhy'Din..."
"I have ways to protect myself." She start at his feet and up toward his face, looking into his eyes, and he should felt something, lust. She would move around him, He offered another subtle nod, his face completely devoid of all emotion. He did indeed feel lust.. although it was not a new experience to Victor. .he was always enthralled in the throws of lust, whether it be blood lust, or intimate lust, it was all the same to him. His dark eyes followed her, watching her hips move as she circled him::
You have a name," She paused in front of him, then moving closer to him. she stands inches from him. Victor's eyes flash amusement behind them at her inquiries, and in response he offered her his hand in order of a proper introduction, he waited for her own to be placed within his grasp, his eyes locked to her's all the while. She would pick up her hand and set her hand in his. She smiles as she looks in his eyes. Victor lifts her hand casually to his lips, his eyes remaining on hers as he grips her hand firmly, but gently at the same time. Pressing his lips against the back of her hand, victor lingers for a moment as the scent of her sweet blood wafts up from the thin flesh at her wrist and into his nostrils, a low, silent growls rumbles from his throat as he releases her hand just as gently as he had received it. Standing straight once more he offer a small nod of acknowledgement.:: "my name, dearest is Victor Xevior BlackRose ...Ruler of the BlackRose Vampire Coven.... it is a pleasure to meet you madam......?"
She would lick her red lips before she spoke. "i am called Avita."
He gave a slow nod as his eyes followed her tongue flowing over her lips seductively, his eyes lazy and heavy with the intoxicating sensation of lust, both carnal, and blood lust at this moment. His eyes finally waner back to hers as he speaks:: "Ah, a pleasure indeed madam Avita...a peculiar name that is...a lovely name to say the very least"
"Are you new here?" She takes a step to him, her finger reach out caress his face, her thumb over his lips.
He gives a subtle nod as he allows her to feel his visage intimately:: "I suppose one could say as much...though there was a time where i would be asking that same question to you....I come and go."
"Recently I arrived. but I have in Rhydin for a month or so." She would lift up her chin, her lips lightly touch his.
Letting out a low guttural growl Victor would take a step back from her and running his tongue over his teeth:: "Careful madam... there is only so much i can withstand and only so long i can resist"
"Scared of places I can take you?"
He chuckled at that, a sly grin spreading across his usually stoic persona. He steps forward, one hand snaking around her waist as the other reaches up into the back of her hair, taking a handful he jerks her head back to reveal her throat. Brushes his lips gently across her sensitive flesh, letting his vampiric teeth scrape subtle at the surface, he growls in arrousal and then speaks softly into her ear:: "Dearest...once you venture to the world I?m about to introduce you to...you'll never want to come back to reality"
"Careful of the game you about to play, Victor. I could be deadly." She shiver from the scrape.
this made him laugh out loud in a deep booming melody as he walked her backwards pressing her back firmly against the cool, stone wall of the alley:: "Love, incase you haven?t noticed...i am death reincarnated" ::with that he let's his lips brush over her throat once again, letting the tip of his tongue slide out and trace a subtle trail across her flesh. Her scent filling him with delightful anticipating In the blink of eye, his back was the one against the wall, her fingers play up his chest, her mouth press hot on his, His lips accept her's as his back is planted to the wall. Her parts her lips with his own and slips his wet muscle into her mouth to molest her tongue, drawing the heat of her breath into his lungs. One hand still gripping her hair as the other hand slides down to the small of her back, enjoying the feel or her warm flesh beneath the thin silk garment she wore. She wraps both of her arms around his neck, her body pressed against his, perhaps a promise to come.. he releases her hair and rests both his hands on her hips as he continues to kiss her passionately, the taste of her breath nearly as tantalizing as the scent of her blood. As she pressed her body against his, his manhood begin to rise and become engorged in the blood that filled the cartilage causing it to stiffen and grow large::
She withdrawal from this kiss, her red lips still wet. she moves to his ear. "name a place and time?"
He chuckled some and released her taking his leave and walking down the shadowed alley, stopping just before he disappeared around the corner into the night he shot a glance at her back over his shoulder:: "I'll see you around....rest assured puppet" ::and with that he was gone::
Thanks for the lovely role-play, VictorBlackRose