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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 9:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 9:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 7:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 10:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 11:14 am
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Dancer eventually gave a soft sound and slowly stretched in the bed, every muscle in his body getting attention and proving that he was alot stronger than his delicate appearance showed. He finished stretching and sat up, moving to the edge of the bed with his hair around his face as he rubbed at his eyes for a moment.
Soon enough, he pushed his hair out of his face and looked around the room, smiling when he saw Asher, "Evening, Asher... Looks like you found the clothes... I take it that they're to your liking? Charlie always seems to know what people want without them asking," he said as he stood up and crossed the room to get his comb.
He started combing out his hair, pulling out the tangles he'd gotten while he'd slept. soon it was hanging behind him in a silver and white fall that nearly glowed and he started to braid it down in a single plait down his back, binding it with a leather strip before he moved to his closet and disappeared into it for a mew moments.
There was a rustle of cloth, a brief pause, then the sound of cloth sliding over flesh. Another pause and Dancer stepped out of the closet wearing a pair of pale blue linen pants with a pale green and blue shirt with the colors swirling together in a pattern that didn't make alot of sense but still looked good on him and brought out the color in both of his eyes. He didn't wear any shoes, not liking how they felt when he did wear them.
He gave a small smile at the vampire, "Well, I promised you a tour... Shall we go?" he suggested with one raised eyebrow, still not realizing just how good he looked...
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 8:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 9:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 4:50 pm
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Dancer raised his head and frowned as someone knocked on his door, momentarily debating not answering it. but he gave a small groan as he got up anyway and opened the main door to find his father waiting on him with a frown of his own.
"Well I can see she made a mess of you... I hope it was worth it," Desha said simply as he moved into the room past his son and set his bag down on the coffee table in the sitting room.
Dancer rolled his eyes and moved past his father into his bedroom where he put on a pair of loose linen pants then returned to the sitting room whee he let his father see to the claw marks on his back that he hadn't been able to reach, "It was. She's up and about again. We'll have to do something about that jasmine plant of hers, though or it'll just happen again," he said, giving a small hiss as his father started stitching up a few particularly deep claw marks.
Desha made an annoyed sound at the sight of the other scars on his son's body but understood why the boy did what he did, "I'm going to make up a cream for you that should help prevent scarring in the future. No arguments on it either," he told him, knowing full well that Dancer had been about to protest.
Still, Dancer knew better than to argue with his father when he was in this mood and closed his mouth, simply submitting to getting his wounds tended to.
Just then, Dev moved to lean a shoulder against the open doorway with his arms crossed and made a hissing noise of his own, "Damn boy... I heard you got her out but I had no idea she'd go that bad on you for it," he said softly and shook his head, staying where he was until he was needed, "I had someone make up a plate for you. They should be bringing it up soon so you can eat something," he added, frowning at the damage his friend had taken. Even he wasn't that bad off...
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 5:49 pm
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Dancer would have said something to the woman but Dev put a stop to it by closing the door so that he and Snow were alone in the hallway before he turned to her with a grin, "Yes? Were you looking for a snack, perhaps?" he asked her in a low purr as his eyes moved over her slowly from top to bottom then right back up to her cold eyes.
He gave a shiver, but not from cold. Quite the opposite, in fact. He actually was attracted to her.
He stepped right in front of her, invading her personal space but not actually touching her as he leaned his head down to whisper in her ear, "Or do you just want to tie me up and do wicked and painful things to me," he purred in a soft whispering purr that was guaranteed to do delightful things for her.
Was he coming on a bit strong? More than likely. did he care? Not really. He just wanted the danger she promised...
Dancer gave it a few moments then swore softly under his breath as he waited for his father to tie off another stitch then got up and moved to open the door with a frown, "gods Dev... You are impossible..." he said to the were as he pulled him back by the back of his jacket and looked at the woman, "If you want to feed from him, you can use my spare room," he offered to her simply then moved back to sit on the coffee table where his father shook his head and simply started stitching up another claw mark.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 6:19 pm
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With every word she spoke, Dev was getting more and more excited by her and it showed in his eyes. Then she wrapped that whip around him and drug him into the spare room with him purring and laughing the entire way.
When the door closed, Desha shook his head again as he moved on to another wound, "Idiot... My son is best friends with an idiot..." he muttered softly, his opinion of Dev quite clear.
Dancer just gave a soft chuckle, "At least he's entertaining. And loyal," he offered, his smile fading at that thought. Even his father had to admit that Dev was loyal enough to stick around but didn't press the issue.
"Alright, let me see what she did to the front of you," he told his son simply, saying nothing as he removed bandages and assessed the damage there, giving a nod to Dancer's patching up, "Okay then, loose the pants now. You're still bleeding under them. Lay on the coffee table and let me get to that," he said then watched as Dancer did as he was told, laying face down on the coffee table and revealing three long marks across his a** that would definitely need stitches.
But he said nothing as he got to work on him.
Inside the room, Dev looked up at Snow with a smile that wouldn't quit, "So now that you have me where we want me, what are you going to do with me? Please tell me you aren't just going to bite and run," he said to her, his eyes moving over her slowly again as he licked his lips just at the sight of her.
He had a point, though. And he was deliberately tempting her to take him up on his offer, every offer he'd made to her. And it didn't help that Dancer's spare room was perfectly set up for bondage games...
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 6:40 pm
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Dev gave a grunt as he hit the wall then a purr as she put her foot on his back and gave a low chuckle, "All you had to do was say so," he purred to her then pushed himself up, revealing just how strong he was in the process. He actually put an arm around her waist as he moved them both over to the bed where he sat down with her standing between his knees as he grinned up at her, his hands now holding her hips in a firm grip.
Then he tilted his head for her to have access to his neck, "I'm not a passive creature, Snow, sometimes I have to make someone work for what they want from me. This time, I'll simply let you feed and go. but next time," he told her simply as he pulled her in close against his body and held her there as his eyes met hers, "Next time, you'll have to work for it," he said in that purring whisper of his as he kept his eyes on hers, "And I'll make sure that you enjoy every second of it in ways you've never felt before," he added then released her.
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