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Post by Aston Brishen on May 10, 2008 17:13:52 GMT -5
Night slowly came for the immortals after a long day. Though the mansion of the vampire,Aston--it had stayed the same throughout the day and throughmost of the beginning of the night---the servants knew better as to not disturb their masters rest--especially now more than ever since he came home last night--well,not alone. He had come home with a vampiress and they knew better as to not disturb him. There was nothing like a vampire upset--especially an eight hundred year old one to be exactly. Within the room of Aston,it was dark. It would be complete darkness except for the candles that were throughout the room. Clothes were draped upon the floor--so you could tell that Aston has a busy night--
At that very moment,Aston slowly opened his eyes and slowly stirred within his bed. He then looked around,he had forgotten how he got there but then he looked down to see the woman he had met the night before--Delilah Parker. The very seductive vampiress that Aston knew he rather admired very much--so much so that he lead her home where they shared a very passionate night together. Aston laughed softly and caressed Deliah's hair as he watched how she laid upon him. Her head and hand upon his bare chest---how he missed having a woman with him!
Aston slowly got out of his bed,walking to his closet where he quickly put on a dressing robe and tied the sash around his waist as he walked over to the window that was behind his bed. He opened the curtains to reveal the sight of the moon--he smiled and looked back at the bed--waiting to see the vampiress he brought home last night awake.
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Post by Delilah Parker on May 10, 2008 18:17:00 GMT -5
Delilah Parker. Shafts of moonlight spread accross the sleeping figure. The pale light contrasting with the honeyed skin of a young woman. Although she was asleep the movement around her was not. Another figure slid from the bed like water on oil. The lithe form was muscular, a man. As he came to stand by the window, a small smile a slash against his hard face. The handsome man glinted in the soft light and the hard muscles that were sheathed from sight by a dressing robe. Slowly the young woman stirred on the bed. Dark locks of ebony fire sprawled out around an unearthly face as eyes flickered open to reveal pale blue orbs. Delilah Parker's eyes took in the crushed pillow next to her and sat up quickly. The sheet fell from her naked body as she sat up with a curse.
She had fallen into bed with the man she had met. A groan escaped her bee stung lips as she realised he was standing near the window looking over at her. Quickly she pulled the sheet up under her armpits and across her chest so that it sheilded her nakedness from him. Again and again Delilah cursed her stupidity for letting herself for fallen into bed with him. Her dark hair fell over her shoulders as she wearily looked over at Aston Brishen. He was a vampire and she was a vampress, how had this happened? To some it would have seemed natural but to her it was not. She only fell into bed with dinner. She ONLY fell into bed with dinner. The thought reverberated around her mind, echoing as she looked over at him.
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Post by Aston Brishen on May 10, 2008 19:43:09 GMT -5
Aston sniffed the air and smelt the same scent that was Delilah--he smiled and looked over as their eyes met. Aston could not get the image of the night they had out of his mind--he knew he had not had anyone in his bed in a long time--especially a vampiress--he thought it was only natural--since they were both seductive and she did after all want to come with him--but he knew that he had brought her to his home without dinner and he thought he would make it up to her later--perhaps two cups of blood would make it up--he hoped it would.
Aston turned away from the window and walked over and back to his bed where he saw the sleeping vampiress that was now awaken--he sat upon the bed and smiled. "Good evening--"Aston said to her,his British accent seeking through."Did you sleep well?"Aston knew he slept very well with her beside him--he had not had this good of sleep since he had his first victims those many years ago.
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Post by Delilah Parker on May 17, 2008 18:30:22 GMT -5
Delilah Parker. "Good evening--" The soft spoken words of the vampire tingled down Delilah's spine but it didn't change the fact that she had slept with him. Another, more tantalising shiver raced down her spine at that thought. Yes, she had slept with him. Missed out on a night's prey but now maybe if he went away she could slip off into the night. Something about the smirk that slashed accross Aston's harsh features told her that she wouldn't get far. It was a new experience for Delilah to be the prey, although she wasn't really. But she just knew that he wouldn't let her go wilfully. With those thoughts running through her head, Delilah just murmerred the words back. Her hands playing in her lap, her head bent with silken hair falling over her shoulders and the sheet pulled up under her arms.
"Did you sleep well?" Delilah could hear the satifaction in his voice. Yes she had slept well but not before they had done many other things. Delilah halted herself. What was she doing? Acting like a silly little virgin? They both knew she wasn't. She steeled herself and brought her head up, a seductive gleam entering her eyes. There was nothing like a little playfulness in the morning. It was just the feelings he evoked in her that made Delilah shiver and look at him wearily. Before, sex had been meaningless. It had been quick and over with spurts of blood from her victim's or her slipping away into the darkness if it was a vampire. So why did she feel like she wanted more? Like she wanted to stay longer, to experience more. The thought wirled around her head but she smiled a little.
He was seated near her, the early moonlight crafting his features so he looked like an angel. But not one that you saw in churches with their chubby faces and soft wings. This angel was dark and fiery like hell itself. His hard features made him lethally attractive and the way he smirked...A shiver ran down her spine again and Delilah ran one finger along the hard edge of his jaw line. Seeming like it was by accident, she let the sheet drop into her lap. Her eyes glued to his.
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Post by Aston Brishen on May 17, 2008 18:45:07 GMT -5
Aston was not one to be attracted to a vampiress but Delilah was something else that the vampire liked and was attracted too--he had not been this way since his ex-wife many years ago--she was beautiful yes but she was human while vampiresses alone made his heart and his heart pound within his dead chest. He only found it hard not to fall completly desperatly attracted to Delilah as to kiss her and make love to her once again--but he held in some passions.
Aston then watched as she did not say anything,Aston then snapped his fingers as a servant came in with two glasses of blood,Aston took the glasses and left. Aston then held on out to Delilah and said,"Here is something that always helps me wake up in the evening."Aston then smiled,he loved being the hunter--he had his prey within his bed and he intended not to let her leave--not yet anyways. He wanted her to stay longer and the immidate passion he felt for her instantly returned what she caressed his jaw--a cold chill came down his spine.
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