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Post by jesserunknown on Sept 14, 2006 18:29:35 GMT 1
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Post by lynette on Sept 22, 2006 0:49:45 GMT 1
Dressed to impress in a tiny black dress and stilletos and a black scarf to cover my head, I walk down the street looking for a fun place to hang out. Just because I am going to die soon doesn't mean I can't have a little fun, right? Immediately something caught my attention, I was drawn to it some how. I look at the place and its called "The Vampire Bar." Hmm..very interesting, sounds a little dangerous too. Dangerous, who cares? What do I have to loose? I head towards the entrance and walk in the amazing bar.
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Eudorus
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Life often ends in the blink of an eye, so if you're around me, don't blink.
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Post by Eudorus on Oct 6, 2006 5:35:27 GMT 1
The night air was clean and crisp. I allowed my boots to make an audible sound on the pavement as I emerged from the shadows. A silhouette of my moving profile on the brick building in the alley way with a grey hue on the outter edges caused from a broken pipe, letting off steam. The icy glint of eyes as I blinked against the silvery moonlight that shrouded around me, also signifying my presence.
Pushing open the door to the bar, smoke rolled out up into the wind to be carried off. The music vibrated all around me. Heartbeats. Warm bodies. The strong scent of blood. A place I had visited on ocassion to be around others of the same kin, to satisfy my hunger at times. But tonight was different. Tonight I wanted something else.
And I saw her......
She sat at the bar alone. Dark hair and eyes. Sultry mouth. Curves. Long smooth legs and medium sized rounded breast. Her thoughts were scrammbled. She had not a care in the world tonight. She knew this place was swamped with vampires who would surely take her without a second thought. Almost as if she....
Delicate....
I wanted her close to me if only for a short while. No harm would come to her. This woman was as beautiful and fragile as a flower. And I was starving for her attentions. Just one smile. One touch of her hand. To hold her warm mortal body next to mine and not a cold husk of the many vampire females that had gave me nothing but the pierce of fangs and quick goodbyes.
Making my way towards her I touched her mind and caressed her though I had not with my hands. She licked her lips and slowly uncrossed her legs then recrossed them. She was aware of me and scared in the same moment. "I won't harm you my lovely." She flicked a glance behind her watching the crowd as I approached. I saw the apprehension building in her eyes and curiosity combind.
I stood before her as she stood to her feet. Her breath quickened. She began to sweat and I knew this because I watched a wet bead trickle down her chest to disappear between her heaving breast. Careful not to reveal my deadly fangs I gave a slow charming smiling. Reaching down I took her hand and brought it up to my lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it. She smelled so sweet and she was....warm.
The music was so loud that I leaned over until my mouth was close to her ear. "Dance with me my lovely." Withdrawing, my lips brushed lightly across her soft cheek. Her eyes fluttered open and she nodded.
Our hands still joined, I walked backwards, leading her to the dance floor. We danced slow to the fast music. Never speaking as we gazed at each other. My hands glided down her waist to her curvy hips as she brought her arms around my neck. I felt....I felt...I don't know what I felt but I enjoyed her attentions muchly. Something inside me began to stir and come to life. Perhaps it was the scent of her blood or maybe the fact she didn't shy away from the monster that I am.
The tip of my nose run up the side of her neck before I barely nipped and sucked the flesh. She shivered in pleasure. I had to resist the urge to grind my hips and press fully against her. She was so delicate that I was afraid I would hurt her. I looked to her eyes. "I am Eudorus. What's your name?" Although, I could have pulled it from her mind I wanted to hear her speak.
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Sir Pimpula
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Once a pimp, always a pimp. Fo ever!
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Post by Sir Pimpula on Nov 5, 2006 0:11:56 GMT 1
"You said you won't me to do whut?" Tammy said to the man in the business type suit on her corner. "I asked you if I gave $500.00 if you would...you know...take it up the tail pipe?" Tammy smacked on her chewing gum, blowing a huge pink bubble, toying with her bleach blonde hair. She came from a inbreed family from Arkansas. After her mother died from child birthing her thirteenth kid she couldn't stay in that house where her daddy and brothers practically hunched her leg everytime she walked by. So hitchhiked and came to New Orleans, where she met Sir Pimpula. He gave her a place to stay and food. Her only job was to keep the Jons happy and make that money. Tammy cocked her head and shifted her leg to her other cheap red high heel. "Mr....your gonna half'ta speak english for me ta know whut your talkin' bout. So whut's it gonna be fancy pants?" The man cleared his throat and looked around all nervous. Tammy sighed loudly. "I ain't got all day ya know?" The man leaned in and whispered to her in great detail what he wanted. Tammy's eyes grew the size of a quarter, then she flung her big plastic purse and popped him upside the face with it. "Pervert! Don't cha know I'm a lady! That's right. Run own' fancy pants!" The man took off running back to his Mustang and drove off in a hurry before anyone saw him. "Eeeeeh!" Pimpula called from his pimpin ride. "Tammy! You betta watch yo self aw'ight?" He stepped out his car on up to the sidewalk to approach her. "What the hell's wrong wit you?" Tammy pulled a face and placed her hands on her hips. "That man was a perv. I ain't gonna suffer pain just so he can get his sick kicks. How can I represent with a sore ass, walkin' around funny? No way. Nuh-uh." Pimpula twirled his pimp cane and clucked his tongue. "It's aw'ight. You'll get used to it. Latzer." He walked away headed for the vampire bar.
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Miss Cleo
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Calling Tabitha the "B" word every chance I get!
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Post by Miss Cleo on Nov 16, 2006 2:19:59 GMT 1
Miss Cleo came into the bar dressed like one of Pimpula's ho's. She had to keep up the appearance so he wouldn't suspect anything. She walked by him as one of his stupid friends made a rude comment. Guy: "Saaay! Pimpula! What would you say if I told you I got yo woman knocked up?" Pimpula: "I'd say we even!" *Throws head back and laughs* After breaking into his safe, she got her hair relaxed and a new wardrobe. She had plans to go to night classes to get a real job. Miss Cleo sat by the bar and watched Pimpula, jerry curl and all as he danced on the floor like a chicken with it's head cut off.
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