Don't Play With Your Food [Mildly Mature]

[Jackie Santiago]

Breathe......

White puffs of hot breath filled the cold room as the human male let out a huge sigh at his satisfaction. He had been used and did not even know it. The ancient vampire, Selene, had seduced the overly willing male. It was almost too easy.... Giving a toothy grin, she willed him to stay calm. The fool had allowed her to tie him so she could do whatever she wanted with him. He had no idea what was in store for him....

By nature, Selene was cold, manipulative, and sexual. She allowed herself to take pleasure physically before killing them off. No one slept with her and lived to tell.

Her eyes, a crystal blue, showed her sweet satisfaction at having him at her beck and call.

"Close your eyes...."

She hissed out, and he eagerly did as he was told. One hand pushed down on his chest as the other slipped down and grabbed the dagger from under her clothes. With one swift motion, she sliced down into his leg. His body bulged up, brown eyes shot open, and he screamed in pure shock and agony.

Selene did not gag him or attempt to quiet his pain. No, she wanted to hear every sound. Her sadistic ways allowed her to feel no mercy for the filth that laid beneath her. His body jerked around; unable to escape from the strong confines. No...he was hers now...

"I hear screaming is good for the lunges..."

Her rosy mouth lowered to his bleeding thigh and flicked her tongue out to taste his metallic blood. The taste was almost enough to set her off into a feeding frenzy. Her body yearned to finish him off and suck him dry. But no...not yet...she wanted to play.

Selene's hand moved skillfully again and cut into him one after the other. His cries grew louder and more frantic; realizing that he would not make it out of here alive. He pleaded, prayed, begged, screamed, and cried, attempting to stop this torture.

"Please....just kill me already! Please!"

He yelled out to her. Having nearly 23 stab wounds and missing two fingers, she decided it was time to feast.

"As you wish..."

Her body laid down on his chest while her head turned off to the side and sunk down into his throat. She began to drink fiercely; her eyes closing as her body filled with the up most pleasure. They were both completely covered in blood and soon, his crying ended as he bled out entirely.

((Note: She's currently nude but has no shame in being this way. And she is also a member of the council as per Kaylii's permission >3))

[Kaylii]

"Let me go."

The demand was simple and unemotional. The quiet words of such a easy task echoed into the vast empty room as Kaya turned her head towards the white looming body that held her wrist prisoner to the wall, stopping her from exiting through the door her other hand held. She pressed her back in the wall to make the moment seem casual, though the emotions were anything back. Fierce red eyes of the Ancient named Hiran met the cool collected ones of Kaya. Age placed a high part in both their gazes, for they now carried the same set of pure red oval gazes with crimson glazed over pupils. Soon, Kaya would also have to wear tinted glasses for her sensitive eyes.

Hiran hissed slightly, edging his face, contorted with anger, towards the small vampiress's and bared his fangs, his hand pressing harder against her skin. There was a sharp crack as the marble behind her flesh began to give under to the power.

"And if I say no?" His voice slithered. The sound would cause a shiver upon any normal human's spine. It was no creation a mortal voicebox could make.

Kaya smiled, her dark red lips parting to reveal her own set of fangs. She moved her head towards his, a small distance placed between their lips as she took on his challenge of power.
"Then I shall fight back my dear vampiric maker. And trust me, such an audience wouldn't do well anymore. Do you really want more broken walls among this mansion of yours?" There was silence following the ring of her words as Hiran scowled in mulling this over. Slowly, he released his grip and took a step back. Pulling loose strands away from his bare chest and over his shoulders, the hiss of his voice went to a deep rumble.

"Remember what I have said, regardless. Or this will continue in your own little manor, and trust me Black Rose, there will be more than just broken walls if that should happen."

With a roll of her eyes, Kaya opened the door her hand still clutched and walked out before dissaperating in the hallway. She landed among the dark dirty streets of the Underground city, the only greyish lights coming from the unique little lamps the humans created. Her steps were slow as she really had no particular destination in mind, her clothes of red and gold silk flowing around her legs and chest. He wanted her to do some spying on the female who was becoming more of a threat towards his power. Selene. In truth, Kaya wondered why he bothered. Going after his position was suicide, even she knew that. Selene was right where she wanted to be. If she tried to go further, then she was a fool. But Kaya knew that the Ancient was smarter than that.

Speaking of which.... Kaya paused in the middle of the road and lifted her head, taking an intake of breath as the smell of blood filled her nose. Among that, a very unique scent she recognized quite well.

Sexual predator is a name you deserve mademoiselle Selene. Kaya whispered to the vampiress's mind, shaking her head to no one. Every time she searched for this Ancient she smelled the rich scent of male and death.

[Jackie Santiago]

((Gah! I had the best response and just as I pressed post, my internet died. x.x Had sudden inspiration to respond. The response was so much better than this one. Ugh))

Climbing off of the limp body beneath her, much as a cat would, Selene stood and stretched out. Her arms reached above her head, back arched as every muscle in her body rippled. Red liquid spilled down her mouth, chest, and was now making its way to her stomach and legs. She savored the metallic taste, feeling as droplets tickled her skin. A thick and heavy musk filled the dimly lit room.

Kaya's voice filled her mind and a light smirk splayed across her red lips. Her unlikely friend was hardly subtle about keeping tabs on her. She knew full well her intentions, but found them useless. Hiran in truth, had nothing to worry about. Selene, for reasons all too selfish, enjoyed the freedom her position gave her and the lack of responsibility she had. Taking over the reigns of the Vampiric kingdom would mean she'd actually have to do some work. While he had nightmares of her eminent betrayal, she had dreams of her everlasting freedom to do whatever the hell she wanted. His attempts at keeping her in line were futile for she was as stubborn as they came. So she allowed Kaya to follow her so long as she kept out of her way. Nonetheless, she enjoyed this little game and often tortured him into the belief that she was mere seconds from attempting to overthrow him as their leader. Selene played on his silent and secret fears, testing her limits whenever she was given the chance. It was the least she could do to keep their 'relationship' interesting.

"You flatter me...."

Selene finally said out loud, knowing Kaya would hear her. Deciding to meet up with her, she made her way over to large bowl of water and dipped a cloth that had been laying next to it inside. Pulling the freezing soaked garment from the bowl, she started to slowly move it across her body, washing her sins away. The rich red was beginning to fade off her pale skin as she ran her fingers across her body. She took her time, drying off before putting on the few pieces of clothing she owned. The last to return to her body was the dagger, now void of any evidence that it had partaken in this horrible feast. Completing her ensemble, she drew her hair back for a change, tying it up tightly in a ponytail.

Now walking from the room, Selene watched as her panther entered and began to feast on the carcass, completely dissolving all evidence that this had been a crime completed by a vampire. Their lives in this underworld kingdom still had certain rules that even she followed. Her companion served her well. She now sought out her little shadow, Kaya.