Misunderstood Perversions (Legion)

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Kazumi had been a bit of a stick in the mud as of late. Well, at least that is how Nyx had seen it as of late. Sure, she knew that there was that whole "Patrick" situation keeping the other half of herself in line. The whole idea of him soon coming back home, of him returning to her and being the husband and Father that he had promised to be. Which, she supposed was a good thing. She didn't like it when Kaz was that upset all the time, and if having that man back would stop some of the pain, then she was all for it. But that didn't mean that she particularly enjoyed being stuck inside of her head, bored to tears all the time.

So, she had finally decided that she wanted to get out and have a bit of fun. Normally, Kaz would argue, but given the fact that they had reached an agreement, and given the fact that the two were close now, she allowed it. Besides, just because she was hopeful that Patrick would come home, didn't mean that he had yet and so she was technically still "single" that ring and marriage license not meaning shit if he wasn't around to honor them. Or at least, that is how they both saw it, as of right now.

Nyx more inclined to believe this, of course, but Kaz willing to accept it as well. So yeah, when Nyx had said she wanted to have a night out on her own, Kazumi had sent the child to her Mother's house and had disappeared for the evening, simply asking that she not wake up in some strange hotel or whatever...which, Nyx could not promise, but would try for just the same.

Of course, in the back of her mind while she was getting dressed, was Legion. She had told him that she belonged to him, and though she still felt that she did, to a degree, she also felt that if he wasn't around, then things could change. She was a demon, she had no real morals and to be honest, she was doubtful if he could really maintain the ability to control her. She was usually just too much of a handful to deal with for most guys. Why should he be any different?

Just because he had expressed such a possessive, dominant nature that one night, did not mean that it was truly who he was. After all, that had been during sex, during a heated make out session in which blood and pain was involved. For all she knew, it was just something he had said in the heat of the moment, and therefore it was nothing to shape her life around.

Besides, as stated before, she was a demon and she tended to be a bit carefree in her behavior, a bit self centered and selfish. Just like any other being like her. Not to mention the fact that she was easily distracted, a bit naive and just all around ....strange.

So, yes, she had thought about him for a bit but then, once she was dressed in her low rise, designer jeans and her pink tank top, she had let thoughts of him slip from her mind and turned her focus on the night ahead.

Heading out, in Kaz's car of course, she had driven around for a bit before finally settling on a club to enter. She wanted to drink, flirt, and let loose. Have a bit of fun. Get drunk. Get high. Get laid. All of it. She didn't get to come out as much as Kazumi did so when she did, she tended to live life in excess. No real addiction formed, just a way of letting loose for that single night.

Pulling into the parking lot, she had easily gotten inside without being carded...her Mother's influence helpful in this situation. Once inside, she had gotten a few drinks, downed a tab of "X" and went about getting out on the dance floor and having fun. Pretty much the extent of her evening, aside from a few more drinks here and there and the drugs kicking in to make her flesh hypersensitive to the touch. She was feeling good, to say the least, and she was having a great time.

Especially once she caught the eye of one of the men in the club and had lured him to the dance floor with her. Pressing into her, he had been all too happy to rub up against her, to run his hands along her petite, curvaceous figure, to whisper heated, slurred perversions in her ear. But then, who wouldn't be? She was down right sexy. Or at least that is what she believed.

Now, well now she had grabbed his wrist and was dragging him back to her booth at the back corner of the club. Sliding into her seat and pulling him down with her, purring against his ear as she did. "I think we could use a little....alone time. No?" Italian accent thick and sultry as she leaned back into the leather seat and shifted to face him, a single digit coming up to beckon him forward, tongue slowly tracing over her lips.

"I could not agree more." His voice low and husky as he ran his hand slowly along the inside of her thigh, drawing a sharp inhale from her as her body lit up with pleasure and desire. A small hand reaching out to lace through his hair and pull him into her for a kiss.

[Legion]

It had been awhile since Legion was allowed to roam free. Patrick was busy, finding himself or whatever. Doing what he could to remember, to become who he was. Enough so that he was able to return home, to his wife and daughter. That was all he really wanted. Legion however, had been getting bored. Yeah, they could mesh together and all that good stuff, it wasn't too hard because of what they were beginning to assume was the darkness innate to Patrick's heart or what ever, but it didn't stop him from having needs himself. For blood, for violence, for suffering, any of those three would do. So having thought on what Nyx had said Patrick agreed to let Legion roam, maybe find his Nyx, which Patrick was all to content to allow because then he'd get the chance to see Kazumi. Patrick's only real stipulation was that whatever happened they not end up in a jail cell, at any point.

So Legion had agreed to that stipulation, though committed a grand theft auto for his wheels, perhaps a little out of spite, causing Patrick to roll his eyes, but the demon knew how to do it without getting caught so whatever. He let him take the truck. And so Legion drove around a bit trawling for trouble. Thinking about where exactly he wanted to find it. Not dumb enough to show up at Kazumi's house and knock asking for Nyx, but little did he know luck would be in his favor.

Driving by a club he scouted out the parking lot, looking to see just how many cars there were, to try and figure out if there was the right amount of people, for the right amount of fun. This one seemed about right, so he circled around the lot, though something caught his eye, causing him to circle around again, slowing to inspect a car closely. There was something that he should remember about that car, the familiarity killing him, forcing him to come to a complete stop and stare. Sitting there for the longest time before a grin came across Legion's face as Patrick explained it to him.

Something about a pink dress, a courthouse. And there was Kazumi getting out of that car. Legion's grin widened. Thanking Patrick from being irish, because apparently he was in luck tonight. Not really sure what that memory was all about, nor particularly caring to ask about it in more detail because he had someone to meet. Quickly making his way to a space he'd get out of the truck, heading towards the club.

Upon entering there was only one thing on his mind, one objective clear in his eyes. Find Kazumi, Nyx and have some fun. Although he figured if it was Kazumi he might let Patrick have his fun, if she'd have him that was, seeing as how he was still in the penalty box and all. That and with the blood drinking that he remembered from the memories, that might suit his need. If not, then Patrick owed him. That thought was brushed aside though as Legion's eyes scanned from his woman.

A nasty little growl issued when he found her, beckoning some other guy towards her. That. Was. Not. Okay. She was his! His alone! Feral possessiveness overcoming him. Knowing that it was his Nyx, not even needing to feel the darkness to know it was her. From what he understood about Kazumi, she didn't seem the type to cheat, not when there was hope. Unless it was the demon that had convince her. The same demon that had declared that she had belonged to him. It would seem that she needed to be put in her place.

Storming over there Legion would only get more furious by the second as he saw that guy getting closer and closer, hand sliding up her, thigh?! Seeing that hand lace through his hair, his face gave an angered grimace, though his lips would only barely grace hers before Legion's hand would grasp the back of the guy's head, slamming him onto the table, before tossing him aside. Did he kill him? Not even close, that would be too easy, but he'd he out for a few, at least enough to start to put Nyx back in her place.

With that clown out of the way for the moment Nyx would be able to see into his eyes, which held nothing but a possessive fury. Hand quickly shooting to her throat, roughly grabbing her and pulling her towards him. His free hand gripping her ass, the jeans being the only reason his nails weren't drawing blood at this moment, the hand that had been around her throat grasping the back of her head, none to gently as Legion growled fiercely, "Mine!"

Teeth plunging into that mark on her neck, the one that let the world know that she was spoken for, by him. Tongue roughly lapping at the blood as he bite again into that mark before pulling away, blood running down his chin asking her in quite the growl the voice not hiding who was speaking in the least, "Did ye forget who ye belonged to?"

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Nyx felt that hand sliding up her thigh, felt his lips brush against her own, and with the drugs making every touch feel that much more intense, she would gasp softly and release a soft, shuddered moan against his lips. Yet before she would really indulge herself in his kiss, she heard a very distinct growl and felt the man pulled away from her. Her eyes opening just in time to see his head being slammed into the table before he was easily tossed aside.

She didn't have to look to know who it was doing all of this, the shift in the air around her clue enough to that. No, she knew it was Legion, and though she could get what he was doing, there was a part of her that, for a moment, didn't understand why. Sure, she had said that she was his, but to be honest, she had not thought that he would really take it to heart. Okay, so perhaps she had hoped he would, since she had every intention of doing the same, but it had just been a one time thing and so she had treated it as such.

"What the he--" Her tone starting up in an irritated, pissed off little growl before being cut short by the feel of his rather large hand about her throat. Black eyes turning to meet Legion's, seeing that very possessive, fiery look he held and hearing another deep, angered growl coming from him.

As he gripped her throat harder, to hoist her up out of her seat and forward toward him, she could feel that air cut off to her lungs, causing her to release a small, muffled growl at the back of her throat as one hand would come up and pry at his fingers...Though, it would seem he was not done there, releasing her throat to plant his hand at the back of her head as the other gripped her ass so tightly she was certain he would pierce her clothing if he dug his nails in just a bit more.

Still, before she could even bother to try and protest, she her head tilted to the side and a sudden jolt of pain as his teeth sank deeply into her neck, just over that scar that all but branded her as his property. Instantly, she would hiss and even writhe about slightly within his arms. Pain was not really an issue for her, but the pleasure induced by his bite, especially when every feeling she had right now was amplified, was enough to cause her mind to get a bit lost. A thick haze settling over her thoughts as she felt his tongue lapping and prodding at the wound, felt him drinking in large pulls of her blood with such aggression and dominance that she could not deny that he had clearly taken the whole "your demon" thing to heart.

Then, when he pulled back, blood dripping from his lips and chin, blood pouring down her neck and over her shoulder, she would open those black eyes once more to look at him, hearing his words and growling lowly within her throat as he continued to hold her there, not allowing her much room to wiggle free, though of course, the defiant little thing that she was, she would try. One hand coming up to press against his chest as she would shift about within his grasp, trying to get her feet under her in a manner that would allow her to jerk herself free.

"I did not forget..I simply assumed you had no use for me unless it involved sex." Her tone still laced with that thick, sultry Italian accent, edged with a slight growl as the little demoness would show just how feisty she could be. Fangs bared for a moment as she offered a sharp little hiss toward him. She liked him, a lot, but more than anyone else, Legion would have to understand that she was a demon and subject to the same lack of morals as he or any other like them. It was simply something he would have to learn to deal with and overcome or something that he would have to accept as too challenging and step aside. As was the case with most men when it came to meeting up with Nyx.

Meanwhile, on the ground, the man he had taken down would begin to stir, being helped up by a few other guys as the crowd looked on, curious as to what was happening and a few even starting to freak out from the sight of blood that ran down both her neck and his face. Though for now, Nyx simply ignored them and kept a close eye on the demon before her.

[Legion]

She started to say something, but Legion wasn't in any mood to listen right now. He didn't really care what she had to say. She was his, she had stepped out of line and so she had to be dealt with. It was as simple as that for him. Legion felt her pry and his fingers, trying to get out of that little hold that he had on her throat, but no no avail. Namely because that wasn't all he was doing, seeing as he didn't mean to kill her for her trespass, because where was the fun in that? He'd only be breaking a good toy, one that he found he actually wanted to hold on to, that making it an easy decision to stay his hand.

As he sunk his teeth into that mark on her neck he felt her hiss, a soft growl given as he knew that the hiss was one that was not without pleasure, quite a bit of it to be certain. Knowing how she felt about pain Legion was not afraid to cause it. If anything it was pleasurable. That was a good reminder of why she was his, that, in addition to his branding of her. This was just one portion of letting her know who she belonged to. The mark a visible reminder that she better not forget it.

There was only a dark grin as she growled, trying to wiggle free from his grasp, although that was something that he couldn't allow. No, she could get free from his grasp, that would make it seem like she wasn't his anymore. That she was leaving, it was simply unacceptable. The grin on his face only widening as he felt that hand on his chest, pressing against him. She had spunk, that was for sure, and he had to admit that he liked that. However she was out of line, and that simply had to be corrected.

"Thought wrong," Legion would growl at her response. Though he was particularly enjoying the defiance that she was showing him. At the same time though he knew why. It was because she too was a demon, he knew that she had the same lack of morals that he did, however that did not excuse her from going against him. She belonged to him, she was under him, that meant that she was submissive to him alone. While he knew that she had no compunction to listen to him unless compelled the fact that she had stepped away from him was the fact that she had not had enough compunction. He'd have to fix that.

Legion just stared at her fire in his eyes. Yes, he noticed the others in the club, the ones that looked like they wanted to help, were about the freak out, the guy that had tried to take what was his, though for the moment Nyx was the most important thing in front of him. Though after a moment he'd stare back at the guy who had been all over her, for but a moment before looking back at Nyx, speaking quite lustfully and yet in a tone that was quite similar to a parent disciplining a child, "We're going to have to take care of this mess first, though."

Head glancing at the man now on his feet, Legion's intentions quite clear from his grin and words on what he planned, for both of them...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

You know, he was kind of sexy when he acted this way. The part of her that wanted to be mad, unable to deny the appeal of the demon that stood before her now, holding onto her and refusing to release her from his grasp. Sure, she could get bitchy, hit him, try to escape...or she could just scoot in a little closer and try to distract him from this anger fit he was on. The choice actually a bit hard to decide upon in her mind, lips pursing as she heard him growl those words at her in such a harsh, demonic tone. Once again, those chills sent down her spine, causing her to bite her lower lip with a hint of anticipation for what was to follow this little scene.

"Or perhaps you just didn't give me a reason to think otherwise.." Her own dark, demonic tone issued as she practically purred those words to him, leaning in a bit to brush the tip of her nose against his jawline before jerking back and again trying to pry her small, lithe form from his grip. A deep seated growl issued, fangs bared for all of a second before she would attempt to jerk her head to the side and out of his grasp, figuring if she could do that, then she could probably get the rest of her body to follow.

Both hands now firmly planted intol his chest, shoving herself away from him while digging her nails through his shift and into his chest. She was not beyond teasing him a bit while trying to escape him, even managing a little grin as she playfully snapped her fangs at him. Yet, when the man crawling back to his feet stole Legion's attention, she would look between them both and roll her eyes slightly. Perfectly good plaything with a busted nose now. Sad really.

However, it was Legion's next words to her that would get a little irritated pout to form upon her all too perfectly formed lips. "But I wanted to play with him..." Just as he scolded her much like a parent would a child, she behaved much like a spoiled child would. But then, according to her past, Nyx was not granted the opportunities to become very mature and so therefore, the childlike, innocent nature that both he and Patrick loved so much, was in fact, a solid part of who she was. If you wanted one aspect, you had to deal with all aspects...this being one of them.

"Besides, I was just going to snack on him. That's all." Big black eyes looking up into Legion's own fiery ones, that innocence still there, mixed with the darkness and evil that surrounded her heart. She wasn't lying...really...since that had been her end goal for this guy. Now, as for what she planned to do in the process of getting there, that was a different story. One that she didn't bother to tell Legion about. No, she could tell from his last set of words, when he scolded her in such a manner, that he was mad at her and though she had no intention, just yet, of behaving, she did suppose she could at least prevent herself from being put into any worse trouble than she already was.

[Legion]

She knew what was coming, Legion saw that in her eyes, and that only made him grin. Don't get him wrong, the anger was very much there, but the thought that she was beginning to learn, quite thrilling to him. Did she know the extent? No, but then again neither did Legion, though perhaps he knew more specifics then she did. While Legion wasn't a fool and wouldn't get caught doing what he did, he was learning that he was far less meticulous in these sorts of things then his counter part. While that wasn't necessarily a bad thing, it did have its flaws that he needed to be aware of, like Patrick did over planning. But life was a balancing act really, something never more apparent then the being until just recently.

That was really beside the point now though, that devilish little vixen in his grasp, one that needed to be taught the error of her ways. The irony of which was not lost on the demon. Her words causing a slight grin to form on his lips. Especially as her nose brushed his jawline, covering her face a bit with her own blood. His grin would only curl rather darkly as she tried to pull away from him, his mind still on her last words. A reason to think otherwise huh? So was that mark that she bled from on her neck not enough? Apparently. So Legion's grin showed that he'd have to change that.

Grip on her tightening as she tried to push away, hand on her ass sliding to the far side, fingers anchoring so she'd have to somehow get past his forearm, while the forearm of the hand that grasped her neck was planted along her back. Fingers and thumb gripping that fleshy part of the back of the neck where those nerves were, intending to cause that pain that would likely make her arch her head up. In general attempting to over power her at this point, because after all he was the stronger one. Though briefly before his fingers would clamp down on her neck he would ask, dark lust in his voice, "How's this for a reason?"

His fingers would release the clamp as soon as his lips were either pressed or forced down upon hers, kissing her roughly, pressing into her hard, lips and body, fingers once again sliding into her hair to pull her ever more into that kiss that was quickly deepened. Forcing his tongue passed her lips, he would move to pin and carress her tongue, while that grip on her ass would finally tighten to the point where his nails would pierce those jeans of hers, nails digging into her. Carressing her tongue hungrily for a brief moment before intentionally pricking his tongue on her fangs, letting the blood seep out into her mouth, giving her a taste as he circled her tongue quickly. Just as quickly as the moment started though he'd pull away by the hair, a wicked grin on his face as he did, still not letting go, but his hand grasping her hair keeping her from trying to lean in for more. Though his hand on her ass would jerk her his forward as he pressed his against hers. Eyes lingering for a moment before looking to the man standing up.

Thought his eye would turn to hers as she'd pout, evil little grin still planted firmly on his face, as he asked, "Who said we weren't?"

Though Legion knew for a fact that the games that they would have played would have been vastly different. As was whatever game they were going to play now. Though his eyes rolled at her next words saying almost bored, "Oh, I really doubt that that was all. But don't worry, well take care of our little problem here."

An odd mixture of malice, anger, lust and attraction all rolled up into one in his eyes...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She shouldn't be enjoying this. She knew that, even with her innocent mind and naive tendencies. If anything, she should be so mad she couldn't see straight even if she tried. Growling lowly i her throat, she would hiss and once again bare her fangs momentarily as she felt his claws finally pierce her jeans and dig harshly into the flesh of her ass. A shiver racing through her entire body, losing herself for a moment n the sensation as pain, now amplified by the drugs, raced through her. It was probably one of the most amazing feelings in the world.

But then he kissed her, his fingers wrapping within her hair, gripping hard enough to get a soft little growl from her before tilting her head and returning that kiss with everything that she had. Gods it was amazing, the way his tongue forced its way past her lips, the way it pinned her own so forcefully and took from her what he wanted. It was intoxicating, and just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, she felt his tongue slide against her fangs and the sudden taste of his blood set her entire body on fire.

Hungrily she continued to kiss him, lapping up his blood, swallowing it down greedily, and then just like that, he jerked her away...Softly, she would growl at him, though there was a tiny hint of a whimper within it. Of course, her first instinct was to jer forward toward him, wanting more, wanting to taste him more. Those black eyes, still consumed with her darkness and innocence now looking upon him with desire and hunger that had not been there before.

However, he would not allow her a taste, or to even try and budge from this new grip he held on her. No, she was currently at his mercy. She was just a bit weaker than him, but given the awkward angle he had her at, she was unable to fully escape his hold. "I only meant to play with him a little before I snacked on him." Noting the roll of his eyes when he spoke of what he thought she was going to do, or at least hinted at it.

Another firm jerk as she tried to move forward. Anxious to touch him, to taste him. She was hungry now and even though she wanted to escape his hold, she could not deny that now she was lusting after his blood and his alone. Though she was no fool, she could tell by that look he cast her that he was still very angry with her and that she had a great deal of making up to do if she planned on being able to sate her desires and urges. Still, that didn't stop her from trying with another shift of her body within his grasp, trying to get a little closer, and growling sharply as he pulled her in to press against him.

"You could always play with me...just forget all about him." She wasn't trying to spare the guy, no she was just trying to get attention and that warped sense of affection that Legion had given her once before. It was like a drug as much as the stuff that ran through her system...she just craved it so damn bad. "I will be good. I promise...Just...lets go somewhere and forget about this silly little misunderstanding." Purring the words forth before she would graze her lower lip with her fangs, panting a bit as her need and desire increased. Her small body on fire with need and yet she tried so very hard to deny it.

[Legion]

As his fingers dug into her Legion gave a low growl, at the feel of that shiver. Quite pleased with himself indeed, furthermore as she through herself so recklessly into that kiss, eliciting a growl from Legion, a pleasured one at that. But when he cut his own tongue against her fang? That was when Legion really felt her coming alive, and that was quite thrilling to him indeed. To get her to throw away the last of her indignation. She was his that was for sure, even if she didn't fully realize it yet. But that was okay, she just had more learning to do and while patience wasn't exactly a virtual of Legion's, she could take it. That whimper of hers as he pulled her away more of a confirmation of that fact then anything, of who she belonged to, and Legion meant to keep it that way.

A lustful grin began to form on his face as he saw that desire and hunger in her eyes. Knowing that it was he that she wished to sate her hunger on, and the true could be said of him. That already deciding it really. That at some point this night they would sate their needs of pleasure and desire on each other. But that anticipation of future pleasure didn't rid the fact that her forgetfulness needed to be dealt with.

Legion would chuckle as she tried to escape his grasp, not because she was trying to get away, but because she was trying to get to him. Now that was a good girl. Unfortunately for both of them though there were things that they both had to attend to before Legion could allow that. Self control actually possible because of the taste of violence and suffering that he had had, subdued by actions of darkness, at least for a little bit. Another chuckled growl given as she pressed against him as he pressed his hips against her, pulling hips against his. Taunting and teasing her a bit more and loving the reaction.

More dark chuckles rang out as a result of her words. While he wanted so badly to do just that, to take her out into the alley and fuck her hard, her little transgression had to be dealt with. So he'd lean in close, lips just next to her ear, holding her tightly, trying to refuse her to take what she wanted. Whispering in her ear rather lustfully, "I good time my little Nyx. But some one has to pay for what happened. Even demons know that, that for every action there must be a consequence."

Legion would chuckle into her ear before saying darkly and with all seriousness, "Some one has to die for this. I think you know who should go. Besides, that could be fun in of itself, think of it as foreplay."

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Well now she wasn't sure if she should be mad or if she should be turned on. She wanted him, something she couldn't deny, but at the same times she was not one to just cave in that easily. But gods he had tasted so good and she couldn't even remember how long she had gone around, starved for blood because it was not his. Ugh...men.

A little growl given as she worked harder to jerk away from him, trying to get free and to get her feet underneath her. Finally managing to do so, but finding his grip on her hair a bit harder to wiggle free from, every jerk causing her a jolt of pain which..to be honest...wasn't all that unpleasant. Fighting back the urge to release a little moan as she bit down upon her lower lip and fought through another set of soft shivers that threatened to run down her spine.

She would however manage to dig her nails into his chest, through his shirt, allowing them to pierce his flesh and narrowing those black eyes upon his own. Oh, she liked him...a lot...but all of that aside, she was who she was and that wasn't likely to change any time soon.

Gah...but then he pulled her hips against his once more and if that didn't set her body on fire, then she wouldn't know what would. A little growl given as she bared her fangs at him once more and then struggled to jerk away from him enough to keep him from doing that again. Finding that it was not very conducive to her trying to remain stubborn at the moment. "I am well aware that somebody has to pay for their sins, but I am afraid you stopped him before he could sin with me." Another little pout given at the thought, imagining all the fun she could have had with that particular toy this evening.

Not that she didn't want to have fun with Legion, now that he was here, but the fact remained...she had worked...semi hard..to get that particular toy to play with. Not all too inclined to get rid of him just yet. Still, with a rather exaggerated sigh, she would wave her little hand and roll her eyes rather dismissively. "Fine...but can we at least hurry. I want to have fun tonight and if that isn't going to happen then I am just going to go back to my little room and let Kazumi deal with all this. And good luck getting her to so readily kill without just cause." A taunting little grin as she would stick her tongue out at him, the feisty little demoness that she was. Waiting now to be released so that they could finish up here and go about having fun, oooor to see if she was going to have to surrender her evening to Kazumi and just be done with the whole mess. Nyx never one to play around too long when she absolutely didn't have to.

[Legion]

Legion watched her struggle to get away with a grin. Honestly half the reason he hadn't let go of her yet to pin her again was because he was enjoying this too much. Enjoying her jerk against his hold, noticing how she was hurting herself, but more particularly he found it amusing how hard she was fighting to keep from showing any sort of pleasure in it. But Legion knew the truth, which was why that grin was curled on her lips in the first place, for now though, he kept his mouth shut. He'd let her have her own little victory, for now, knowing that he'd have the war in the end. A dark chuckle released at the though, though he didn't choose to explain it to her.

Feeling her nails tearing through his shirt, digging into his chest he'd give a little hiss, feeling those warm droplets beginning to form on his torso. Then came his forcing her hips into his knowing what she must be feeling, only adding to his feeling of power and control, that little growl of hers only confirming his suspicions. Grinning once more as she struggled to jerk away, before he pulled her in to whisper in her ear. Pulling back enough to look into her eyes as she pouted he has to say he didn't care. Disinterested in her desire to fuck the guy, angry if anything but now they were playing a different game, so that anger could take a back seat, so long as he died, "A terrible shame indeed."

Legion would chuckle at her motions, seeing that she wasn't exactly thrilled to be having the loss of her plaything, but that was something that Legion was more then okay with. In fact as far as he was concerned, the more painful for the guy the better. Then afterward there was her little transgression that they'd have to deal with. Legion already with ideas on how to deal with that, though they weren't entirely a punishment for her now were they? Though her words of disposing the guy, that was a little disappointing. Make it quick? Where was the fun in that? Where was the reward? Though her last remark earned an annoyed little growl. Legion definitely didn't want that. Didn't want Kazumi coming out, not because he disliked her, but because Nyx was way more fun.

"Now where's the fun in that?" Legion would ask with a grin, taunting her just the same, save sticking his tongue out, leaning in to whisper quite lustfully, "Isn't it much more fun to make them suffer? Slowly pull of each fingernail, slowly pull of each limb, bathe in their blood in front of them."

Legion gave a dark lustful chuckle, musing at the idea, sick little grin on his face "We could even use his blood as lube, just because we could."

Stifling an evil little giggle at the though.

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Nyx would note the annoyed growl at the mention of Kazumi coming forth, a dark little chuckle of her own issued as she felt him lean in to whisper against her ear. "Aww, what's the matter? Afraid you wont be able to get her to play your little games as easily as myself?" She liked Legion, but she was what she was and any chance to cause discomfort and throw a monkey wrench into another's plans, really just for the sake of irritating them beyond belief and knowing that she was capable of doing such.

Yet he continued to taunt her and would receive another growl for his efforts. Fangs bared, she narrowed her eyes upon him once more and would glance toward the male that they were discussing. He had managed to get the blood flow to cease from his face, and as his eyes turned to her, she would look at him with a almost helpless, defeated little look. A small whimper rolling past her lips as she fought Legion's grip on her a bit harder. The point of this, to show how helpless she was and how desperately she needed his help. After all, he was her date for the evening, and she was bleeding from a wound upon her neck...what more would one need to assume the petite brunette was in dire need of help? Not much, or so experience had taught her.

Of course, seeing her in such a helpless state, the other male would push away from those holding him and struggle to move forward, clearly a bit out of it still, but all for defending the small girl's honor. "Hmm, seems as though he doesn't like to see me in such an abused and battered state." She had to fight to conceal her chuckle as she would cast a devious little glance back to Legion only to be taken back by those words which he whispered so lustfully and darkly against her ear.

She had to admit, that the thoughts did have their appeal, but the fact of the matter was...she was stubborn and despite how much she wanted to indulge in the act torture and death, she knew that it would eat up a big chunk of her evening and Nyx was a very selfish little demon. She wanted her me time to be less focused upon killing some random plaything in a timely fashion and much more focused upon giving he what she wanted...which was sex, blood and well...fun.

However, that last bit would indeed get a dark little chuckle from her as she would purse her lips, and shake her head just slightly. A little sigh given as her head tilted and lips brushed ever so softly against his own ear...given that he had pulled her in so closely. "You do know just how to talk to a lady don't you? But tell me, can you handle watching me get all turned on while torturing him? Can you handle knowing that when you fuck me, its because his blood is what got me that hot and ready?" She did so love pushing buttons, and would reach down with both hands to grip his hips and jerk herself forward, pressing into him rather teasingly, holding herself there before quickly grazing her fangs against his jawline, just enough to draw a bit of blood to the surface.

[Legion]

At her words Legion would just shake his head with a little chuckle. No, she was wrong, it wasn't solely the fact that Kazumi wouldn't play his games. Because the truth was that if she let Kazumi out he could always let Patrick out and they would have a grand old time, that much being obvious. The two loved each other, and Legion didn't have a problem with that, because Kazumi happened to have a side of her own that he could play with. Though the real point was she was trying to get a rise out of him, by threatening to release Kazumi, though it seems that she forgot that he could do the same thing too. Though he was pretty sure that his would have more of a hold over her then Kazumi would him. Something he would test, "No, I'm not too worried about that. I would just let Patrick out, sure they could figure out something to do to enjoy the evening. Probably would be quite lovely. But I really would rather show you just exactly who ye belong to."

A pause before he suggested his own little plan of punishment, "Besides, who would ye rather show ye that? Punish ye for being a naughty girl, me?... or him?"

No, Legion was not above that and yes, yes he knew just how she felt about Patrick. Because even though Patrick had been in the driver's seat, he had been watching, nor would Patrick have hidden that from him at this point. They hadn't really spoken but they were pretty much on the same page. Quite able to easily switch between each other, and Legion had the sneaking suspicion that Patrick wouldn't mind, taking care of this little issue with Nyx. No, he was clearly in the lead.

When she fought against his grip again there was something different about her. Something that was a little hard to pinpoint until she let out that whimper. A grin forming on his face as he figured out what she was doing, acting. Not for him, but he didn't really need to look behind himself to figure it out. It was for that guy. The one that Legion had bashed on the table. But all that was confirmed by her little remark about the guy not liking to see her in an abused state. A grin as Legion shot back, "So he doesn't like to see ye how ye belong, who ye belong to."

Based on how he had bashed the guy and thrown him away Legion figured that he had a few more moments before he had to deal with the guy, enough anyway to listen to her taunt whispered into his ear. Having shaken her head a bit. Grinning as she gripped his hips and pulled herself forward, Legion thrusting his hips forward hard as she did, pulling her in further with that death grip he continued to have on her ass. Holding her against him as he asked, "Who said ye'd get to torture him? To kill him? And who says ye don't play a little victim as well? But when I do fuck ye, and fuck ye hard ye'll know."

Pausing for emphasis, thrusting his hips harder against hers, "That it was me that got ye hot and ready."

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She was doing all fine and good, playing her little game, taunting him, teasing him and threatening to disappear and be done with this whole mess, try again for another night. But then, he issued his own threat and in response, her entire body would tense up and a deep, less than thrilled growl would escape her lips."I do not belong to him..." A sharp hiss given as her claws sank deeper into his chest, drawing forth more blood.

There was nothing sensual or playful about her actions at this point. Nothing but a down right threatening nature to her behavior. She didn't like his other half, she didn't trust him, and both parts of him were a fool if they thought that she belonged to him. Her tongue slowly tracing over her fangs, her entire body tense with the anger that hand on his chest not daring to let up. However, it was clear, very quickly for that matter, that he was not done yet and with her anger rising, it made her desire to be more aggressive rise as well. "Watch who you threaten my sexy little demon. You are not the only one with claws and methods of making others pay for their transgression." A smooth, purred little threat, but a threat just the same.

Another thrust of his hips against her own would get a shudder from her, though she fought back any sort of pleasured sound, her body burning off the drugs as fast as it did the alcohol she had ceased consuming upon his appearance. Oh, she really did enjoy having Legion here, she really did enjoy being "his"...but he had pushed her buttons by bringing up Patrick. She knew, that he knew, how she felt about his other half. So in her mind, he was hitting far too below the belt.

His final words? Oh well those did get a little grin to curl upon her lips, though being the bitch that she was, she would tsk her tongue softly and then shake her head slightly. "Or so you would think....though can you ever really be sure when it comes to me?" A dark little giggle given as she would cease her struggles against his hold, though clearly more set on being defiant than she had been before. Where she feared Patrick, she did not Legion. But then, why would she? She had no reason to, and to be honest, Patrick was more Kazumi's thing....if he tried to get rid of her, well then..Kazumi may not be too happy about that. So honestly, he may have thought he held the upper hand...but he didn't and she knew that. So, why bother wasting energy to fight so much? She would have time for that later once he relinquished his hold on her a bit.

[Legion]

When he issued a threat of his own he watched that body of hers tense up, erasing all emotion from his face. No, it wasn't any form of compassion that got him to stop, momentarily, a small, sick little smirk curled on his lips, almost unnoticeably even as she gave him that growl. Hissing in pleasure as she sank her nails deeper into him, feeling that warm blood flowing more freely, a pleasure found in that feeling that he couldn't quite describe. That bundled up with her discomfort, her words, her threat, it all was something that Legion found quite enjoyable, perhaps too much so, but there was nothing that could change that. Her refusal to let that grip go on his chest was something that Legion wasn't really disappointed about. A grin at her next threat, not threatened by his demon in the least, asking that devil may care on his face, letting that comment on being little slip by, "Oh really? Do ye have something that would make me as scared as ye as ye seem to be of him?"
Not threatened in the least by her words, hand releasing her hair to grab her by the throat again, hard enough to be just shy of hitting her. Fingers clasping around her throat tightly, constricting her airway. Holding it for a moment long enough to make her wonder if, or perhaps she would see the truth of when, he was going to let go. Showing her that he would let go only when he wished to do so. That she belonged to him, her life, her existence, everything. Well, something to that effect. Or perhaps he just wanted to cause pain, because that was fun too. He wasn't quite sure to be honest, but if the former worked out in showing her who she belonged too, all the better, but if not, the latter was just as good too.

Hand releasing his grip on her throat, moving the back of his palm to stroke her cheek softly. Menacing grin still not having left his face, though he did relish in that feel of her cheek against him. Ceasing when she stopped fighting, amused look on his face as she spoke to him.

That was cute. She thought she could be defiant. Not that he didn't like that, it being very clear that he enjoyed the hunt, the chase, the pursuit. But he meant more that she thought she had enough of an even footing on him to think that she could keep him in line. Of all people did she really think she had an advantage on him? The mere thought of that caused him to laugh. And so laugh he did. Finally stopping to catch his breath to say, "Ye have much to learn my little demon. We can, but I don't think ye'll like it. Not in the least, but ye need to learn yer place."

A dark chuckle given at the thought, the word "we" strategically placed in all of this. Wondering if she'd catch it. Disgusting grin curling up on his lips, knowing that if she wouldn't truly submit to him that this is what he'd have to do, what they'd have to do. Patrick still very apprehensive about what was going on because Legion was hiding things from him. But he would assure Patrick that this wouldn't go against his sensibilities, needing to keep him from wrestling control just yet. Besides, this was just as much for Patrick as it was for him. But the guy had to be left in the dark, for now. Something that was difficult to convince him of when the man didn't really trust him yet.

But before Nyx or Legion had a chance to explain what he meant there was a tap on his shoulder. While Legion gave an annoyed sigh, he knew who it was and he knew that he needed the guy. Yes, him, specifically. If not him right now then this might not go the way he planned. So with out even looking back Legion would swing his fist around like a hammer, knowing that the guy wouldn't try and hit him until he looked around her. Feeling his fist connect with the man's head, he heard the crumpling, not surprised in the least, seeing as the guy had been wobbly before.

His hand that had been dug firmly into her ass released only to grip her belt. Turning around, his other hand gripped the downed man by the back of his neck. Not even giving Nyx a chance to protest or ask any questions he'd drag her by the back of the belt, out of the club, along with the man. Dragging them both to his acquired pick up, tossing the man in back, not gently in the least, more like he was a sack of potatoes, all with one arm. Then it was Nyx's turn, though she got to ride up front, though he would shove her towards the passenger's door growling, "Get in!"

Moving to get into the truck himself as he began to drive off...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She would not bother to answer him. Not because she had nothing to say but because she was, for the most part, still trapped in that child like mentality that she had been born with. Or at least, the mentality she had been born into this world with. For most of their lives, Nyx had been nothing but a voice in the head of a shy, quiet and innocent young girl. So, when "Earth" had finally broken her free, allowing her to explore the world for herself, it had been no surprise that she had taken on the persona of a young child.

Since those days, almost two years prior, she had matured, but not much...nor would she ever. That reason alone being why she could have eyes as black as night and an aura of darkness that surrounded her and filled the very air around those near her....and still hold a look of pure and utter innocence. She was naive, and she was foolish and to top it all off....she was spoiled. After all, Earth had spoiled her from the time she was born until he sent her away.

She had been his princess, his prized little girl, or so he had taught her. So he had made her believe. All the abuse, the rape, the torture, it had all been methods of warping her mind into believing that she was special, and now, without her Master, she still believed that she was all those things and therefore, she was a very selfish, self centered and spoiled little brat.

So no, she did not answer, because she did not think she had to. Because though she had played his little game that night, had said she was his, in the back of her mind (as always) she had only one Master.....Earth. Nevermind that he was supposedly dead. He was the only one to control her and he was the only one to whom she would ever truly belong. The rest, Legion included, were just a game to play until she got bored and right now, she was getting bored, especially with these idle threats of his other half coming forth.

Certainly it scared her, but she had pretty much convinced herself that he was lying. He wouldn't surrender control to Patrick like that, because then Patrick would just want to see Kazumi and all those threats would go right out the window.

Then, suddenly her hair was released and that massive grip, one much larger than she remembered Patrick having before he had been taken, clamped down about her slender, delicate throat. For a split second she had thought that he would hit her, but he had not, and instantly she had wanted to laugh at such a thought. But she had not, and now she could not...the grip growing tighter...air cut off from her lungs and those black eyes locking upon his. She knew, or at least hoped, that he would release her soon...however the pain that began to burn within her lungs was not doing anything to ease that need which burned within her.

Pain equals pleasure and you cannot have one without the other.

No matter how many times she was reprogrammed, that one lesson had never left her mind. If she was hurt, she had to have pleasure, or else she could not settle her nerves...her body would soon begin to burn as if on fire...Her teeth clamping down into her cheek as she struggled to ignore the pain and to not show what was happening to her body, doing a magnificent job of it. So far. Not allowing him to see that her need was growing.

Then came his words, as his hand released her throat. Quickly she would gasp for air, but the words were not lost on her. A little growl issued as she would roll her eyes in his direction, using her free hand to rub her throat for a moment. "You are starting to get a little boring with your threats. You know damn well that if he came out all he would want is his precious Kazumi. Are you forgetting that he doesn't really care for me all that much? I doubt he would care to spend much time with me."

A little chuckle, even though she could feel that burning starting between her legs and starting to spread through her limbs. Fear that she would give herself away starting to surface, and then, as if by some form of magic, her former date would tap Legion on the shoulder, distracting him from Nyx herself. Or...so she thought.

A flurry of movements, enough that she had a hard time keeping up, what with her focus on that burning sensation spreading through her body....But then, without any warning, his hand would curl in her belt and her small form would be jerked away form the table and out of the club. Of course she would protest, trying to jerk herself free, trying to pry herself from his grip, but to no avail.

Then, once at the truck, the man she had been with would be thrown into the back and with a single shove Legion would command her to get in. The force of his words making her eyes narrow upon him as she folded her arms over her chest and pressed a hand against the door. "No!" She wasn't ready to leave, and she was tired of these stupid games. He had her date in the back, he was threatening her with idle comments about his other half, and now, she was in desperate need of being touched, of feeling that affection. No, she was going back inside, and he could go do whatever he wished. She had a very real itch that needed to be scratched and he was clearly not the one to do that.

"I have better things to do tonight than to listen to you try and scare me with those threats of yours...Just because he is a part of you does not mean that I am going to be so stupid as to believe that he will come out and suddenly take some interest in me. Perhaps when you are in a better mood we can have some fun." Jerking herself free and turning to head back into the club and to rejoin the party, to carry on with the rest of her evening.