Ginnie's lips curled slowly into a smile, her eyes never leaving his, as she crooked a single finger in beckoning. Perhaps he would join her, perhaps not. She would make sure his job was safe after all she was only after his blood, all else about him mattered little.
She turned slowly, her body swaying with the music, until her back was to him. Her hands moved slowly up her body, pushing her hair over her hair and letting it slide back through her fingers. She dipped, swayed and moved...waiting.
Collecting
It took some initiative to get Shay moving tonight, so content would she have been to have stayed at home, in her tank and shorts working on her book. But after her meeting with Kyle she decided she needed more ideas independent from her own experiences thus far, to flesh out certain sections of the book. Too many times she found herself reverting to the same phrases and words being used in descriptions...she needed either a more objective eye, or just an entirely new take on things.
She was sorry she hadn't been able to get in touch with Paul. It had been ages since she'd seen him, and she had a world of questions she could as him now. She hoped her friend was doing okay, and that he would get in touch with her soon, if for no other reason than to just say hello. In the back of her mind she hoped he and Alex had hit it off and were becoming as happy as she and Alexi were.
Alexi. She wished he had been able to join her tonight, but his new job seemed to be taking up a lot of his time these days. Selfishly she had to admit she had needed to make quite an adjustment with him being gone so much, but she knew it was so much better for him to have something to focus on, and to give him a sense of purpose. Besides that, she hoped it would continue to help him get back on track with his clan.
Getting out of the house tonight was also an attempt to regain some of her own independence. No matter how much she loved Alexi, she needed to maintain her life as well, and not get so lost in him that she lost herself in the process. She had come perilously close in the past, and was on constant alert now to avoid that.
Sipping her scotch, Shay watched as people passed by her little booth. Couples with eyes only for themselves, singles with eyes out for anyone else...everyone seemed to have an agenda tonight. She wondered if she appeared approachable or not, and if not, how she could make herself seem more friendly, without becoming TOO friendly.
Ginnie
17 years ago
Sam
17 years ago
It wasnt unusual for the attention of a female to be focused on a Bouncer. It was a little tricker for anything to happen while a Bouncer was on duty. He quickly flashed a look down at his watch. He was due for a break in several minutes. How much could it hurt if he went over there? He moved, slowly, towards the dance floor. He was expected to make rounds, afterall.
A small path cleared for him as he moved, his bulky presence clearly felt as he made a beeline for her. As he comes up behind her, he places his large hands on her hips and pulls her backwards towards him, leaning forward to whisper in her ear. "I trust everything is pleasureable tonight?"
A small path cleared for him as he moved, his bulky presence clearly felt as he made a beeline for her. As he comes up behind her, he places his large hands on her hips and pulls her backwards towards him, leaning forward to whisper in her ear. "I trust everything is pleasureable tonight?"
Ginnie
17 years ago
It was like being held by a brick wall. Ginnie gasp softly at his voice in her ear. She swallowed against a suddenly dry throat and mouth. Her tongue flicked out, rubbing against her bottom lip.
"Not as much as I expected."
She swayed against him for a moment, before letting the music turn her around. Her stomach fluttered as the barely sated hunger made itself known. She raised up on tip-toe and breathed gently into his ear.
"Would you like to fix that?" Her tongue flicked out once more, this time leaving a warm trail on his ear lobe. She blew gently across the tasted flesh, before easing her body back down his. He tasted like candy and she felt like and impatient child. He scent, a mix of some kind of cologne and the fresh scent of the soap he'd showered with, underscored with something that was all male, intrigued her, and so she took another deep inhale, simply because she could.
"Not as much as I expected."
She swayed against him for a moment, before letting the music turn her around. Her stomach fluttered as the barely sated hunger made itself known. She raised up on tip-toe and breathed gently into his ear.
"Would you like to fix that?" Her tongue flicked out once more, this time leaving a warm trail on his ear lobe. She blew gently across the tasted flesh, before easing her body back down his. He tasted like candy and she felt like and impatient child. He scent, a mix of some kind of cologne and the fresh scent of the soap he'd showered with, underscored with something that was all male, intrigued her, and so she took another deep inhale, simply because she could.
Sam
17 years ago
Her breath in his ear, her tongue trailing over his skin, sent shivers of pleasure through his body. So did the feel of her athletic, taught body under his hands as he let them trail up her hips and sides, feeling her out while doing so covertly. This would be his best score since working at the Club if he managed to snag her, which seemed emminent. He leaned in closer to her, the scent of musk combined with a floral scent of some kind - he didnt know much about flowers - filled his nostrils as he inhaled. "I would love to try and fix that for you." He whispers, standing still to pretend he was still on the job.
Ginnie
17 years ago
'Oh goody.' She wouldn't even have to use glamour to get this one moving. She thought briefly of explaining the Nic thing to him, but she was never much for explaining her actions. She impishly grinned up at him, still letting her body sway with the music.
"Care to join me at my table, or is there something more private you had in mind?"
She wasn't going to waste time or beat around the bush with this one either. Lucky for her she could ask him outright and change his memory of the situation later, so their would be no more repetitions of what she was now calling the Nic incident.
"Care to join me at my table, or is there something more private you had in mind?"
She wasn't going to waste time or beat around the bush with this one either. Lucky for her she could ask him outright and change his memory of the situation later, so their would be no more repetitions of what she was now calling the Nic incident.
Sam
17 years ago
He didnt think it would be such an easy thing. He dropped his hands lower to her hips. "I know a very private place." He says, turning to lead her off, clearing a way for her as he moves, his large bulk hard to stop once it got moving. He had a nice secluded place in mind...down one of the hallways through the door that would lead them out of the main Clubbing area. There was a closet, or a staff bathroom he could use. Perhaps the staff bathroom would be best...it was a single toilet, lockable door, spacious enough to fit more then two people in comfortable. He headed that way.
Ginnie
17 years ago
With a thought Ginnie lifted her purse up to the darkened ceiling and had it sailing toward her. She dropped it down behind her back, and caught it with deft fingers. She felt suddenly small being almost drug behind the hulking man.
She was only passingly familiar with this end of the club but as he began to pass the private rooms, she scrunched her face. 'The man plans to take me to a bathroom. Not just no, but oh hell no.' She dug her feet into the floor, just now realizing she was with out shoes, and halted their forward progress.
When he turned around to look at her, the puzzlement plain on his face, she gave him what she knew amounted to a very sultry smile.
"The only thing back that way are bathroom, and mysterious locked doors. My...firm has permanent reservations for a few of these rooms here." She moved three doors backed and knocked. Nothing came from with in so she let them into a dimly lit room. It was darker than the club and hall had been and it took a moment for her eyes to adjust.
With in were several comfortable seating areas, with a couch in each.
"This is much better, don't you think?"
She gestured at the door he was closing. "Lock that please." The brogue she let flow made her voice low and husky, which made her want to clear her throat and blow something up.
((ooc permission granted to move and for facial expression)
She was only passingly familiar with this end of the club but as he began to pass the private rooms, she scrunched her face. 'The man plans to take me to a bathroom. Not just no, but oh hell no.' She dug her feet into the floor, just now realizing she was with out shoes, and halted their forward progress.
When he turned around to look at her, the puzzlement plain on his face, she gave him what she knew amounted to a very sultry smile.
"The only thing back that way are bathroom, and mysterious locked doors. My...firm has permanent reservations for a few of these rooms here." She moved three doors backed and knocked. Nothing came from with in so she let them into a dimly lit room. It was darker than the club and hall had been and it took a moment for her eyes to adjust.
With in were several comfortable seating areas, with a couch in each.
"This is much better, don't you think?"
She gestured at the door he was closing. "Lock that please." The brogue she let flow made her voice low and husky, which made her want to clear her throat and blow something up.
((ooc permission granted to move and for facial expression)
Sam
17 years ago
The Private room was more then fine with him, and he followed her in. More private too, he thought, and comfortable. He locked the door behind him, and though the room was dimmer then out in the club, he didnt remove his sunglasses. He would feel naked without them. He turned back to face her, eyes hungrily eyeing her up, follwoing the gently curves of her body, even as he moved towards her. He sat down on the plush furnishings of the room, legs spread apart slightly, and looked up at her. "Which firm do you work for?"
Wren
17 years ago
Ginnie grinned at him, as she perched herself on the arm of the couch he'd chosen. "That would be getting to personal for this, don't you think?"
She slid easily off the arm, causing the miniscule skirt of her dress to ride up and barely conceal the lacey underthings she'd chosen that evening. The motion put her half way to him, so she closed the distance by putting her hands on the couch cushion. Pushing forward on her hands, put her face close to his ear again.
She let her hot breath flow over his neck, before nipping lightly at his ear.
"Tell me," 'Shit I don't know his name, no matter, I don't need it.' "Do you believe," [/i]She bit the tender lobe harder, just this side of breaking the skin.[/i] "In vampires?"
There, if he was one he's know she was too,a nd if he wasn't then he'd laugh at her and she could feed fully on him. Not that it mattered if he laughed or not, he's leave here thinking he's had a very spectacular go around with her and she'd retain her...virtue. That word made her nearly giggle out loud.
She slid easily off the arm, causing the miniscule skirt of her dress to ride up and barely conceal the lacey underthings she'd chosen that evening. The motion put her half way to him, so she closed the distance by putting her hands on the couch cushion. Pushing forward on her hands, put her face close to his ear again.
She let her hot breath flow over his neck, before nipping lightly at his ear.
"Tell me," 'Shit I don't know his name, no matter, I don't need it.' "Do you believe," [/i]She bit the tender lobe harder, just this side of breaking the skin.[/i] "In vampires?"
There, if he was one he's know she was too,a nd if he wasn't then he'd laugh at her and she could feed fully on him. Not that it mattered if he laughed or not, he's leave here thinking he's had a very spectacular go around with her and she'd retain her...virtue. That word made her nearly giggle out loud.
Ginnie
17 years ago
Ginnie grinned at him, as she perched herself on the arm of the couch he'd chosen. "That would be getting to personal for this, don't you think?"
She slid easily off the arm, causing the miniscule skirt of her dress to ride up and barely conceal the lacey underthings she'd chosen that evening. The motion put her half way to him, so she closed the distance by putting her hands on the couch cushion. Pushing forward on her hands, put her face close to his ear again.
She let her hot breath flow over his neck, before nipping lightly at his ear.
"Tell me," 'Shit I don't know his name, no matter, I don't need it.' "Do you believe," She bit the tender lobe harder, just this side of breaking the skin. "In vampires?"
There, if he was one he's know she was too,a nd if he wasn't then he'd laugh at her and she could feed fully on him. Not that it mattered if he laughed or not, he's leave here thinking he's had a very spectacular go around with her and she'd retain her...virtue. That word made her nearly giggle out loud.
She slid easily off the arm, causing the miniscule skirt of her dress to ride up and barely conceal the lacey underthings she'd chosen that evening. The motion put her half way to him, so she closed the distance by putting her hands on the couch cushion. Pushing forward on her hands, put her face close to his ear again.
She let her hot breath flow over his neck, before nipping lightly at his ear.
"Tell me," 'Shit I don't know his name, no matter, I don't need it.' "Do you believe," She bit the tender lobe harder, just this side of breaking the skin. "In vampires?"
There, if he was one he's know she was too,a nd if he wasn't then he'd laugh at her and she could feed fully on him. Not that it mattered if he laughed or not, he's leave here thinking he's had a very spectacular go around with her and she'd retain her...virtue. That word made her nearly giggle out loud.
Sam
17 years ago
His eyes trailed up her fine legs, wishing the skirt would travel up even higher. He places a hand on her inner thing - gentle and smooth to the touch, and lets it ride up aways. Her legs felt silky smooth to his touch, and his arousal only heightened when she began to nibble on his ear. His other hand wrapped around her waist.
"Vampires?" He says, turning to nip on her ear. "No, they're just from movies and fairy tales."
"Vampires?" He says, turning to nip on her ear. "No, they're just from movies and fairy tales."
Ginnie
17 years ago
Ginnie wanted to slap his hands away. It was not usual for her to let another man touch her so intimately. She had already broken so many rule tonight, what was one more? His words however made her chuckle low and soft in his ear. He was human, only unaware humans answered like that.
She pushed her upper body up and placed a hand on his shoulder. She carefully knee walked toward him, placing small kisses and nibbles on his neck as she moved. When her knees met his thighs she slid one leg over his, straddling him. His legs were wider than she's thought, so she was forced to move closer than she really wanted, pressing their most intimate parts together.
Her lips and teeth continued to tease and nipple his neck. When he moved his head to the side, Ginnie slid hunger throbbing fangs into his heated skin. She moaned involuntarily as the hot liquid filled her mouth. He tasted fresh and clean, with just a hint of spice. As she fed, she reached into his mind with her own, showing him that this was much more hot and heavy and involved much less clothing.
((Permission to bite, I swear!))
She pushed her upper body up and placed a hand on his shoulder. She carefully knee walked toward him, placing small kisses and nibbles on his neck as she moved. When her knees met his thighs she slid one leg over his, straddling him. His legs were wider than she's thought, so she was forced to move closer than she really wanted, pressing their most intimate parts together.
Her lips and teeth continued to tease and nipple his neck. When he moved his head to the side, Ginnie slid hunger throbbing fangs into his heated skin. She moaned involuntarily as the hot liquid filled her mouth. He tasted fresh and clean, with just a hint of spice. As she fed, she reached into his mind with her own, showing him that this was much more hot and heavy and involved much less clothing.
((Permission to bite, I swear!))
Sam
17 years ago
The closeness of their bodies brought his member to rigidness as his mind wandered to more dirty thoughts as she pressed her crotch to him. His hands ran up her legs, back and forth, up to the hem of her skirt which has ridden up even higher as she straddles him. He would enjoy this one. He tilts his head back and to the side, exposing his neck to her teasing nibbles and bites, one hand starting to move up the side to caress her breast through the fabric of her skirt. It was then that she bit him.
Before he could react to the sensation of her fangs sinking into his neck, a sense of euphoria washes over him and his hands drop to her hips, remaining there, as his eyes stare blankly at the far wall. Even as she feeds on him, her mind-tricks give him the impression that the nibbling on his neck turned into a hot, passionate kiss, which soon led to the discarding of clothes before she mounts him, the sexual intercourse that followed was one that he would remember. Too bad it didnt actually happen.
Before he could react to the sensation of her fangs sinking into his neck, a sense of euphoria washes over him and his hands drop to her hips, remaining there, as his eyes stare blankly at the far wall. Even as she feeds on him, her mind-tricks give him the impression that the nibbling on his neck turned into a hot, passionate kiss, which soon led to the discarding of clothes before she mounts him, the sexual intercourse that followed was one that he would remember. Too bad it didnt actually happen.
Ginnie
17 years ago
Ginnie drank until he went limp beneath her. His breathing had slowed just a bit, but only in reaction to the blood loss, not as an indicator of imminent death. She took one last drink of him, before pulling back and licking the wound clean. Her chest heaved, and the flush of feeding heated her cheeks. The blood high sat full and ripe in her stomach as she watched the bite close and bruise.
Ginnie crawled of the big man, and straightened her dress. He was sort of slumped on the couch and the position of his neck would be painful to wake up in. Sighing she went to straighten him on the couch.
"Ugh, shit!" He was much heavier than she expected and it took telekineses plus her own enhanced strength to get him supine on the couch. Panting, she found her purse and made to leave the room. Curiosity got the better of her and she crossed back to him and move the sunglasses up, and peeled open one eye-lid. 'Figures.' She let the lid re-cover its hazel eye, and made for the door again. She paused there and looked back at her prey.
Usually she just fed and left, but something about the big man made her feel just a tinge of guilt. A thing she did not feel often about her prey. Sighing, she moved to the little hidden closet and got a blanket, covered him, left a note saying thanks and her cell number, then left. She just hoped that didn't come back to bite her in the ass.
She paused in the bathroom to clean up her face, wove her way over to the table she'd abandoned and retrieved her shoes. A look around the club reveled her mark had not shown. Ginnie looked at her watch and decided that he wasn't going to show. She'd be back...
((Ginnie out. Thanks for the fun Sam. Welcome to Nachton.))
Ginnie crawled of the big man, and straightened her dress. He was sort of slumped on the couch and the position of his neck would be painful to wake up in. Sighing she went to straighten him on the couch.
"Ugh, shit!" He was much heavier than she expected and it took telekineses plus her own enhanced strength to get him supine on the couch. Panting, she found her purse and made to leave the room. Curiosity got the better of her and she crossed back to him and move the sunglasses up, and peeled open one eye-lid. 'Figures.' She let the lid re-cover its hazel eye, and made for the door again. She paused there and looked back at her prey.
Usually she just fed and left, but something about the big man made her feel just a tinge of guilt. A thing she did not feel often about her prey. Sighing, she moved to the little hidden closet and got a blanket, covered him, left a note saying thanks and her cell number, then left. She just hoped that didn't come back to bite her in the ass.
She paused in the bathroom to clean up her face, wove her way over to the table she'd abandoned and retrieved her shoes. A look around the club reveled her mark had not shown. Ginnie looked at her watch and decided that he wasn't going to show. She'd be back...
((Ginnie out. Thanks for the fun Sam. Welcome to Nachton.))
Sam
17 years ago
Sam slept for several minutes, his mind still playing out the sexual scene with Ginnie, though when he awoke several minutes later, he found himself fully dressed and under a blanket. He found a note with her cell phone number, and wondered how he had fallen asleep. No worries though. He pocketed the note, folded the blanket up, and left the room, feeling slightly dizzy as he stood. He felt a slight pain on his neck and pressed a hand to it. A bruise no doubt. Seems that Ginnie liked it rough. He grinned at the thought as he made his way back out to the club and took up his position once more, scanning the dance floor.
((Sam out, Close Thread perhaps?))
((Sam out, Close Thread perhaps?))