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Bump in the night(Vance)

Purrkitten

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Jul 16, 2011
The sound of hard heels against worn black top graced Sarah's ears, her long dark hair pulled back in a high ponytail to rid it from pestering her tan face. Rich Carmel eyes scanned over the cities rougher landscape as if searching for any near by predator she would have to worry her youthful body about. Sarah had been warned by so many about this part of town, it wasn't safe for a young woman like herself. There were things lurking in the back alleys of Coenties that most folks choose to avoid, but not Sarah. She was a gluten for mystery and adventure, and no scary back alley was going to scare her off as easy as the others.

Turning left down the road, she noticed the stretch of businesses lining the sidewalk. Some fighting to maintain a proper appeal about them, while others had long ago given up the fight for a warm welcoming. Running her hands along her thigh tight skirt, she adjusted her white tank top and pulled her red jacket tighter to her. It wasn't that it was cold outside, not really anyway, but she didn't want to be chilled, not in this tank. The fabric being so thin that in no time anyone could tell she was chilly. Scanning her eyes along the stretch she decided on a certain bar, one that she could recall was particularly off limits to her kind. So there it was she would step inside, making her way through the crowd despite the stares and order herself a drink.
 
Lucas sat at the utter end of the bar with a large pint of beer in front of him when he noticed a scandily clad young female entered the establishment. She was wearing rather seductive clothing and it was ultimately clear she didn't belong in this district. Most of the patrons cast wary glances at her. She smelled... human. Very dangerous indeed for her to venture into this place.

He was a very tall and muscular man with brown hair of shoulderlength, through which he let run his hand as he watched her making her way through the other patrons. Knowing he shouldn't get involved he bared his teeth at his image in the mirror behind the bar. Nonetheless, Lucas wasn't like the other were's in town. He was a loner, where the others were more divided into packs and clans.

Lucas walked/stalked over to where the girl was ordering her drink from the bartender who gave her the strangest of looks. The young were nodded in his direction as to gesture it'd be alright. Most of the customers had now returned to their drinks and discussion at their respectable tables. "What does a lone pup like you do in this environment? Has nobody warned you for roaming... wolves in these parts?"
 
Hearing a male voice come out of no where behind her had Sarah jumping a tad. She hated to be startled, especially in a place where she was suppose to be acting tough and well off in. Turning on her heels she allowed one elbow to lean on the bar while her eyes gave this gentlemen a once over. He was attractive, that she would not and could not deny, from his long hair to taunt muscles she could truly say she'd never seen a man such as this one before her now.

With a mysterious kind of smile she turned from him, wrapping her slender fingers around her glass to take a delicate sip of her beverage. Refocusing her gaze on the man she gave him a more confident grin as she spoke, "I have, and find that warning is heeded by those that intend to run in fear. I'm not afraid, nor do I intend to run, besides there only tales from the grape vein," she assured him, taking another sip of her drink, waiting to see what his next move would be.
 
Ah she barks, Lucas thought as he planted himself on the stool next to her. With his amber eyes he took her in as he downed his drink. "So you're not afraid? I wouldn't put too much faith in the word of people who hardly know what they speak off..." his voice was low but not menacing. Partially to his own suprise he extended his hand. "I'm Lucas and I'm one of the more friendly residents in these parts." He wouldn't exert too much force on her hands, should she decide to answer his greet. Because with being a were came increased strength and resilience. Furthermore he treated her to his fanciest of smiles, showing his alongated canines.

He had to admit he liked the way she looked, but he was a male. And males of his kind were notorious for being easily seduced. Clearly this young female was looking for some kind of danger to spice up her daily life. Why else would she venture out like this, dressed as she was, in this neighbourhood. "You looking for some excitement by daring the woods?"
 
Turning to look at the male more she couldn't help but give him a smile, he was just the edge she was looking for to have a good time with. Though he had been the only one to talk to her, she could feel that he would be the only one worth talking to in this place anyway. Looking over his smile she couldn't help but notice his rather sharp teeth, they seemed longer than normal to her and that only added to his thrilling factor. Taking his offered hand she gave him another smile, "Nice to meet you Lucas. My friends call me Sarah, and I live for excitement, otherwise why would I be here?" she stated sipping her drink.

Looking over the others that were speaking and doing various things around them she couldn't help but get an eerie feeling about the place. It was the same feeling that many had spoke of when they had warned her to stay away from this place, a sort of electrical tingle that made her spine straighten and her hair stand on end. "Tell me Lucas, are you one to give a woman like myself some excitement?" She let her eyes grow seductive, her lids moving extra carefully to give the impression that she was thinking of only one thing. The action, she hoped, might stir the male to showing her a good time in this rougher side of things bar.
 
Lucas bit his lip as he listened to her explanation for being here, in this exact bar. "Maybe you were lost." But the blatant bluntness of her following question threw him off and he almost laughed out loud but restrained himself. "That depends," he chuckled and sat his glass down. "Just be careful you don't get more than you bargained for..." There was no doubt on what she was getting at. "I suppose you do not mean here and now? The men in here would eat you alive..." And that was meant both literally as figuratively.
The pheromones this young rutting female dispensed clung to the air like an old lover's touch.
 
Looking up at the man she couldn't help her giggle, something about him was so alluring and so dangerous all at the same time, it only thrilled Sarah all the more she spoke with him. "Trust me Lucas, I think I'm getting exactly what I bargained for," she let her fingertips brush against his chest ever so lightly, enough to let him know she wanted his presence near her, while at the same time she wouldn't be so easily controlled. Turning on her heels she moved away from him, taking in the sights of the bar she was in she made her way through the people. The raw smell of stale beer and chips filled her senses, but something more subtle seemed to mix with the scent, something she couldn't identify right off the bat.

Gazing over anything her eyes landed on an old fashion jukebox, her face instantly brightened at the discovery, some good music to pick up her spirits and maybe even the faces that lingered on her. Flipping through the disc she found her selection scares, but in no time at all she had found something to dance to and began her bodies movements. At first she figured she would be stared at but with a little luck she might just start something, or so she was hoping anyway.
 
Lucas urged forward immediatly when she touched his torso. But then, as quickly as she had taken initiative, she had stood up and walked off. He almost snarled as his prey got away. She was playing hard to get, awakening Lucas's hunter's instinct. Sarah had no idea what she was getting in to. Presenting her alluring body like this in front of a room full of nocturnal predators. One guy in the back was even letting his tongue dangle out as he had embraced his canine existence fully. Hell, he'd even waggled his tale if he'd had one.
Conversations grew slow as more and more heads turned towards the dark haired beauty.

Sarah danced gracefully to the music, though a bit old still catchy, and Lucas decided to go in pursuit. Thus he made his way over to her. He positioned himself behind her so he could take a hold of her hips and adjust his rythm to hers. Slowly he let his hands wander down from her shoulders until they reached her swaying hips. "Was this what you had in mind for excitement?" he whispered in her ear. Because of the tight thigh skirt she was wearing, this was pretty much all she could do without losing balance. Her ponytail tickled Lucas' neck and he couldn't help but smell her hair, taking in her scent. She was soft and fleeting like liquid in his arms and Lucas could feel his desire for her rising.
 
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