The Dark Manor

[Raziel99]

He simply had to glance at the nearby door, and it closed and locked itself. He had to make sure nobody else could be hurt by her. "If you need to feed, it will be off me, but it will be in the height of excasy for us both." His voice was stern but alluring, his mind swiftly going into hers and pushing the need to feed out of her mind and away from her body. She could feed as normal when the time came.

 

[Shahar]

Riaths gaze flickered briefly to the door as she saw it close, and heard the faint click of it locking. She knew very well that short of fighting him, that lock would not come undone unless he willed it. One vampires powers usually did not counter act another's, normally. But there where times it could. But rarely.

That aside her eyes flickered back to his face, watching him as he spoke, focusing on his lips as they moved. It was almost as if she was hearing no words at all, so focussed on the motion of his lips, forming words.

She clenched her teeth together as another sharp wave of undiluted desire hit her like a tidal wave intent on washing her away. It was she was mentally cringing at her thirst that she felt his mind touch against hers and brush away the increasingly dangerous desire to feed from that rich liquid. His actions did not fully rid her of her want for blood, but it did temper it enough to not be as effected by its sharp bite.

 

[Raziel99]

His eyes slowly went over her face, noting every inch of discomfort, every twinge of annoyance or emotion that happened. I'm here when you need it. Say the word." His voice was soft, caring, and his body was like a spring to jump forward, either to help or hold her depending on the time.

His mind reentered hers, helping to hold back her hunger, letting it get carried completely away. she didn't even need it on the outskirts by the way it was growing. In its place he left himself, wide open for her to play with.

 

[Shahar]

Riaths eyes narrowed back on to his lips once more. Now what was he saying? She could see them moving, saw the way they seemed to caress the air, everything heightened by the substance in her blood. She could almost snarl in feral rage, but then, what was the point?

She could feel the calming effect,t hat faint taste of interest other then desire over him. She suddenly shook her head, almost as if she where trying to clear it. The action was futile as she burned, the fire raging like some maddened beast coming to devour her, or her soul.

She shifted a bit, looking for a moment as if she was going to attack him, and not exactly in the 'I wanna fuck you' way. Before she straightened and moved her body, almost sensually prancing towards him. Oh she was more then ready to take him. In more then one sense. Seemed like logic and reason was semi clouded under the effect of the drug.