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Post by Cael Seran on Oct 9, 2012 0:50:47 GMT -6
A smooth laughter rollign out of his taut lips the second she talked back to him stature set in his seated space before standing to place the drink aside on the table nearly half finished and ready to pour himself another if only to keep the drunken burn rolling through his body.
"I was intent on taking her before you were so adement about joining me.."
The taunt clear and intent on her own desires unmasking them in an instant while in the same measure keeping him veiled in his own facade, his own game steady and poised to make more moves to weaken the girl at his knees and keep him atop the entirity of the game.
"However seeing as you're so adament about keeping her."
Cael would move swiftly before them, an instant passed even while drunk his stuature seemed utterly flawless breaching til he came to sandwich the girl and place a fist into KAzumi's gut hoping that the surprise alone, not to mention the force would drop her grip on HEather and unhinge the girl into Cael's grasp. Little playthings served only one purpose, a distraction.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Oct 9, 2012 0:59:02 GMT -6
She would shake her head slightly, her grin still apparent even if she was busying herself with trailing her lips along the other girl's throat and shoulder. "I don't let go of my toys that easily. Matter of principle and all that." She shrugged, her hand slowly tracing down along Heather's hip and to her thigh, sliding around front slowly but surely. Enough so to get a gasp from the other girl.
"Besides, like I said, you are sexy." She knew better than to pretend anything else. He knew damn well what he was, hence his actions. She just wasn't as easily dismissed and toyed around with as his other toys seemed to be.
However, that punch to her stomach did catch her off guard. Sending her down to one knee for a moment and releasing Heather into his grasp. However, it didn't take her very long to recover, a little laugh given as she sighed. "Lets try not to break it before we play with it. No?" Shoving off from where she was with her one foot which remained planted upon the ground, coming forward to bring her knee up and into his ribs while at the same time working to grab the girl and jerk her back where, in her mind, she belonged.
"Didn't anyone ever tell you to share?" Teasing while at the same time feeling that lust for violence and pain and anger grow. Why should she be the only one with the perpetually bad mood hanging over her head?
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Post by Cael Seran on Oct 9, 2012 1:05:55 GMT -6
God this was hot. Fighting. He didn't know what it was but he had a slight fetish for fighting over what wasn't his. Not to mention it wasn't something he particularily wanted with all his heart he just wanted it. Fighting was in his blood and fighting for a lost cause was just daft. So by logic Cael was simpyl messed up in the head finding admiration out of something not worth pursuing.
Ultimately seeing Kazumi charge him with a kneecap extended he'd flip the girl in his grasp and throw her out of grip into the bed whilst catching the knee with his gut heeling over and wrapping arms around Kazumi's torso before rolling off to the right and throwing all his body weight into her and her into the desk proding her into the wall and edge of the mohagany desk.
"Guh... I don't share what is rightfully mine.."
His breath caught out for a moment struggiling to capture itself before hitching and nipping at her chin hissing briefly before grippign her hips and throwing her harder against the wall.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Oct 9, 2012 1:14:00 GMT -6
Heather tossed aside, Kaz was soon the focal point of his little tantrum and Gods it was fucking hot. Her body caught up by him, she soon found herself shoved into the desk hard enough to knock the wind out of her for a moment, growling breathlessly and yet chuckling at the same time. "Then it would appear we have a problem..." Barely getting the words out before he would grip her hips and slam her back into that wall harder this time.
A little growl issued as he nipped at her chin, though that didn't stop her from pressing one hand back against the wall to push herself off of it, barely managing to get some sort of foothold in the process. Though that little bit of momentum would give her all she needed to turn the tables on him, slamming his back into the wall and pressing her thigh firmly, yet sensually between his legs. A slow, shuddered breath released against his throat as her fangs ever so lightly grazed his flesh.
"Because the last I checked...nothing in this room aside from petty fixtures..belonged to you." Oh she was goading him, taunting him, provoking him...Whatever you wanted to call it, she was doing it for the simple joy of pissing him off and getting something out of it in return. A slight hiss given as her hand slid beneath his shirt just long enough to dig her nails into his side, piercing his flesh easily enough in the process.
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Post by Cael Seran on Oct 9, 2012 1:22:39 GMT -6
She got to him, feeling inadequte was not a way to get on Cael's good side so to speak. And bringing up that fact that this all was his fathers was doubly so a means to piss him off. Having turned the tables may have made her feel empowered but in all honesty it meant nothing when Cael was on the warpath. Quick to turn it around his right fist came up into her hair bounding a grip in it and throwing her off him. Now at full stature poised back agaisnt the edge of the desk he'd jerk her down to her knees before full on slapping her accross the face with his left hand.
"Don't think you have any moral high ground in this... you don't.."
Cael was angry now. It wasn't quite a game with him anymore, he was intent on humiliating her. Making KAzumi feel just as shitty, as terrible as she;d jsut made him out to be. A cruel guise over his face looking up and downt he other girl briefly before jerking again pinning KAzumi's face between his grip in her hair and that of the side of the desk making sure that it hurt.
"Everything belongs to me... just a matter of perspective."
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Oct 9, 2012 1:28:39 GMT -6
Oh, she felt it. She felt that shift in the air, the anger snap and burn within him and inside she shuddered with delight. Had he thought her kidding about playing with fire and getting burned? She had hoped not, but apparently he must have. Feeling that hand fist within her hair, jerking her to her knees, she would hiss as a sharp pain shot through them. Yet it was that hand across her face that turned blue eyes black and caused her to growl lowly at him from where she currently was.
A trail of blood trickling from her lips and down from the corners of such, inside of her mouth cut open from the force of his hand across her face...."Did I ever say I had a moral high ground in this? No...That is simply you taking offense to something that holds no baring with me..." Everything she had was because of her Mothers. She didn't OWN anything of her own and it burned her to no end....not to mention the fact that she had lost the one thing that had belonged to her, making her feel that much more inadequate.
Turned so that her face pressed against the desk, she would force her weight to shift, ignoring the pain enough to turn her body so that her elbow could slam back into his kneecap as hard as she could manage. "You do not own me cousin." Growling the words rather sharply as she struggled to pull herself free of his grip, pretty much ignoring the girl on the bed, who...for the time being, was pretty much shell shocked into staying put. "Nobody does." And Gods did she mean that with every fiber of her being.
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Post by Cael Seran on Oct 9, 2012 1:34:31 GMT -6
The blow to his knee would mean nothing to him. All too buzzed by the alcohol he was mostly in a stupor consumed by the red veil blanking out his vision on nothing more than relying to the touch. Grip in her hair bound to controlling the contortions in her body Cael would pull her up again throwing her body to the bed. His torso convulsing back angrily. Cael didn't know where to progress with this, he wanted nothing more than to fight her but found himself too drunk to fulfill a fight. He didn;t know if he could hold himself upright long enough managing to stumble once again into the edge of the desk casting a critical glance backwards to her judging her so or rather daring her to judge him so fiery was the glance he could almost assume a retort would send him off the edge.
As for their plaything it seemed she was distantly off in her own little land. Disgrace would serve no purpose but Cael found himself all the more drawn to the idea. Something roaring in his bowels ready to let loose on her but hindered as was his grip on the table's edge.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Oct 9, 2012 1:43:09 GMT -6
She felt herself being hoisted up by hair and thrown onto the bed, body bouncing back onto it with a little "oomph" escaping her lips. However black eyes would find their way to narrow upon him, her own anger skyrocketing at this point, no real care for if she had hurt his feelings or not. As for the girl beside her, who had scrambled to get out of her way, Kaz would not allow her to completely unused...Her hand reaching out and snatching up the other girl's arm, drawing it to her mouth where her fangs would sink into flesh as smoothly as a hot knife through butter.
As the blood washed over her tongue, she would drink it down, allowing it to repair the damage done to her by her oh so loving cousin. A little growl given as she kept her eyes on him the entire time. She wanted to fight his ass so badly, to take out whatever angers and aggression she held locked away inside, and at the same time she just wanted to be done with him all together. For now at least. She knew that eventually she would seek him out again like a moth to a goddamn flame.
It would seem some traits ran within bloodlines more than one would hope, though she would not repeat her Mother's mistakes to the degree the woman had. "What now love? Gonna hurt me some more?" Swatting the other girl's hand away and allowing her to collapse back into the headboard while she herself ran her tongue along crimson stained lips, pushing herself into a more seated position and starting to edge her way from the bed.
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Post by Cael Seran on Oct 18, 2012 22:52:43 GMT -6
Cael tried to manage a cocky sort of laugh, a grin, anything but at this point only brought forth a contemptuous smirk. His brows furrowed and lips drawn into a sneer. Looking back and forth between the plaything without an apparent name and Kazumi whom was using her as her own personal blood bank. A gasp in the air as he smelt the flesh and blood finding his own disgrace with her sure that no sentimental garbarge would renew her humanity and very much had a bit of distain for his own. Growling briefly the boy edge forward baring his fists.
"You're damned right!"
A right hook aimed across her face poised to knock her back into the bed while a left opened up to clutch around her through and pin her up against the headrest as he came at her. Cael's body forced against hers to make sure that any attck would be close quarters and he'd certainly see it coming.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Oct 18, 2012 23:19:52 GMT -6
Honestly she could care less if he liked her, if he thought her a good person, or whatever the hell went on inside that head of his. Nothing she ever did, or said, or thought was going to bring her into his favor, not when he thought himself so far above the rest of her world, and though she would forever love him unconditionally, she would not fall into the delusion that her Mother had with Gabriel, thinking that at some point she would do or say something to be deemed worthy of his affections, even for a half second. Those half seconds that she clung to for any chance a real emotion.
No, Kazumi was not going to apologize for who she was, nor for anything she had said. Though she had to admit that somewhere, within her darkness consumed heart, she felt guilt over hurting her cousin in such a manner. (Even if he would like to hide behind anger to mask the hurt he held deep within.) Yet she would not show said guilt, would not grant him the satisfaction of knowing he had gotten to her on anything more than a superficial level.
Then came his answer, closely followed by a fist to her jaw, which indeed hit her hard enough to snap her head to the side, distracting her from the hand which then clamped down about her throat. Small body slammed into the headboard, she would feel the weight of his body as he moved in upon her, air pushed from her lungs as she growled and bared those four, razor sharp, bloodied fangs in anger.
With what strength she could manage, she would shift her right arm and aim to slam her fist into his ribs while simultaneously throwing her left into the area just above his hip, hoping to nail at least one internal organ and gain some sound of pain or discomfort from him. "Hurt me all you wish...c...cousin. Still...you wi...will not own me."
Even with her air cut short and blood dripping down her chin from the force of his hit she dared him. Taunted him even. She craved the pain, the fire as he had called it earlier. Anything to allow her to feel something more than the hollow shell she had become since her entire life had been ripped apart all around her. Knowing full and well that he was possibly the only one that could truly ever give her such, even if he despised her while doing it.
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Post by Cael Seran on Oct 18, 2012 23:31:13 GMT -6
Anger, he was consumed by it, in moments like these it was really the only thing that made him really feel human to be honest. Always trapped behind that wall of trechary and jerkhood it seemed. such playful tizzies were the only things that kept him sane. Realistically unloading this all on Kazumi was a long time coming, and something likely to happen again and again.
Her fists made contact, both of them. A soft grunt and blood summoned into his throat Cael would use that grip on her throat and throw her off the bed taking a moment to breath laboring on the headrest and sagging momentarily before turning to the idle playtoy. She must have been afraid. Cael's eyes glistened over as he moved to her grabbing her with the right hand around her throat and pushing her down into the bed as the left hand ripped at the hemline of her dress.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Oct 18, 2012 23:52:18 GMT -6
Kaz felt those hits connect and though she despised, somewhere deep down inside of herself, hurting him she could not deny the overwhelming, sick and twisted pleasure she got from hearing those sounds he made with each blow to his torso.
Grip on her throat tightening, she would narrow eyes upon him once more before being thrown from the bed, her small form easily enough tossed in a manner that had her landing hard upon the floor with a slight yelp. Not so much of pain but of surprise at the sharp and sudden jolt of it that shot through her body.
Heather, with tears glistening in her eyes and still dazed from the loss of blood that had been drank so harshly from her wrists, the very wrist which still dripped with it, would be taken off guard as that hand clamped down around her throat and threw her onto the bed. Her initial reaction being to attempt a scream of panic, only to find whatever voice she had cut off by the large, powerful grip that now pinned her to the mattress beneath her trembling frame.
The sound of fabric ripping, she tensed, eyes wide as they looked into those of the male now atop her, uncertainty, confusion, fear and a whole host of other emotions locked within her gaze. Alcohol and drugs from earlier in the evening ensuring that her mind remain in a haze, along with the loss of blood from the little vampire who currently was pushing her way back to her feet on the side of the bed. Black eyes settling upon the two as her hand rose to wipe away blood that continued to dribble down from the corner of her lips.
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Post by Cael Seran on Oct 19, 2012 0:03:04 GMT -6
Heather, unfourtunate as it was for her, would be caught up in something far above her head as Cael pinned her down ripping her dress from seem to seem as it came off her and was discarded like trash neigh was he concerned with Kazumi. He expected a fight out of her the plaything was merely a means to take advantage of that fire from her as Cael took his time playing.
His focus seemed intent on the girl blissfully ignoring Kazumi's approach however much he knew what may be coming for him.
"Be a good girl now."
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Oct 19, 2012 0:16:19 GMT -6
Heather was lost in the haze created by both her mind and the other factors that had come into play. She wanted to fight, but every attempt to get her arms up would result in them falling away. A muffled, choked little cry escaping her as her clothing was ripped away and his presence was felt upon her. Tears again filling her eyes, she would look around wildly for a moment, as if seeking help from her "date" though unfortunately for her, she would find none.
Or at least no what she was likely expecting.
Standing there, Kazumi would run her tongue slowly over the top pair of fangs that now ached with a desire to tear into her dear cousin, to taste his blood and to beat his ass while at the same time getting him to attack her some more. Not lost on her was the twisted nature of what exactly they were doing here, but no longer did she care. The girl, laying on the bed, being shushed and ushered into being a good girl, nothing more than a plaything...a toy that her and Cael were seemingly fighting over.
Though, she honestly had to question at this point if it was really Heather they continued to fight about. Or if it was simply the fact that they both needed this for either of them to feel alive. If this had not gone beyond a mere childish act of two young kids fighting over a toy, and turned into something more deep seated and perverse than most people could ever even begin to imagine.
Yet little time was given to ponder that question before the back of her fist would slam across his face, knocking him free from the girl he currently had pinned. Then, without much effort at all, she would grasp the brunette's tangled locks and jerk her from the bed, dragging her to the edge of such to turn her onto her knees, back pressed flush against Kazumi's chest as one arm snaked about her waist and the other moved so that her hand could clamp tightly about the girl's throat.
Once more there was a failed attempt at a whimper, that only proved to get that hand on her throat to clamp down even harder while the other arm began to move...Kazumi, who still stood next to the bed rather than upon it, leaning in and burying her fangs into the girl's shoulder, allowing blood to spill not only into her mouth but down the front of the girls chest as well.
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Post by Cael Seran on Oct 19, 2012 0:24:27 GMT -6
Knocked to the side Cael was less than happy and yet at the same time the hit sent a shrill pleasure through his spine a hunger you could call it that made him bounce up all the swifter only to catch Kazumi in the act of handling their toy. A smug little growl as Cael came unto the bed softer than what might have been expected from a man having been shoved off but his eyes seemed fire while body tranquil at the sight moving to the pair if only to get a better handle on what was happening.
Not that he didn't enjoy simply watching this tease fest but a bit of him wanted to be just like Heather, the center of attention not the other way around. A snarl from his throat moving his pelvis against Heather while snaking his arm around behind Kazumi grabbing her hair in a single grasp. His eyes cast with hers for a devilish lock.
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