The beginning of a vamp love triangle? The VaultWho: Jarrod & Ariana Where: The Vault When: Monday evening
A club that catered to only the supernatural? And that had a strict stance against in-club violence? Damn... color Jarrod there. He was still growing accustomed to the lifestyle that he was brought into, and the last thing he needed was for some Slayer or something to come into the club and decide he'd look better in an ashtray. Besides, he needed something to occupy his time while Scarlett was at work. He still wasn't thrilled at the idea of her 'job'... but if she wanted it... who was he to deny her that?
Wearing a black silk buttoned-down shirt, with black leather jeans and matching boots, the young vamp stood by the bar, trying to lose himself a little in the music.
Ariana entered the place wearing a black Versace mini skirt, white flimsy blouse that was sheer enough to clearly reveal the black lace bra that was worn beneath, black hose and pair of black, leather thigh high boots. It was the first visit she was paying the place after having learned about it. A place that had a rule against in house violence, which she was assuming meant it was a no feeding zone as well. So to say the club intrigued her might be a bit of an understatement. Ariana sauntered rather then simply walking up to the bar to order a drink and then cast a glance out onto the main floor of the establishment.
Jarrod was still finding this... 'radar' of sorts to be sort of interesting. He could just see another person, and tell immediately that they were like him. And this gorgeous, doe-eyed blonde? Was exactly like him. Oddly, the vibe she was giving off was so intense... like she had a darkness in her worse than he and Scarlett combined. Now... THAT was both interesting and somewhat frightening. So... of course he had to investigate. "Interesting place, hm?" he said to her, giving her a long once-over.
With a slow turn of her head Ariana graced the boy with a glance when he spoke not minding in the least the way his eyes seemed to travel almost leisurely over her body, it had been why she wore what she did after all. "You could say that." Smiling a bit seductively in return taking a step closer to the boy so that her body almost brushed against his. She had known immediately that Jarrod was like herself, and that in itself had potential of making the night all the more interesting for the blonde vamp.
"I could say a lot of things, actually." He smirked, watching her move with eyes that had once held softness, but now were almost purely predatory. "I'm Jarrod. I'd say the pleasure's all mine, but... I know what I look like. I'd say it's a pretty mutual thing."
"And what do you think you look like, Jarrod?" Ari purred with a slow lift of her hand to stroke fingertips ever so light and slow over that spot just above that unbeating heart of his. Humans in the blonde's view were good for one thing, creatures of the night were of ise for something completely different.
"What do I look like?" He repeated, subconciously flexing his arm a bit. "Best lookin' guy in this club right now, I know that. I may not have a reflection... but I got a hell of a memory." Jeez... Aside from the aggression and dark nature, evidentily vampirism had given the boy quite the ego as well. Of course, between having someone as gorgeous as Scarlett fawn over him constantly, and then getting attention from women looking like Ariana... how could anyone blame him?
"You do cut a fine figure, I'll give you that." As to whether he was Adonis himself, well Ariana might be disagreeing with that assessment just a little bit. "I am assuming that tonight's visit to this place was done solo." And whether that was indeed a fact or not matter very little to Ariana. When she saw something she wanted she would not let herself be denied.
"Yeah... my girl's working tonight." He said, leaving it at that. He wasn't sure what he found more... unsettling: the fact that his girlfriend stripped for money, or that she worked for a family of werewolves. "...there a reason you mentioned it?" Oh, he could feel the sexual tension, of course. It radiated off of the whispy blonde in thick, rolling waves. Something about her... it was like she wasn't all there, and that instability added to her sexiness. "Let's just say I'm in the mood for something tall, dark and handsome." Ariana smiled a smile that was a mix between pure wickedness and pure mischief. Should the girlfriend find out, well she'd deal with the inconvience when it arrived. Right now she was wanting Jarrod and really nothing would deter her from getting just that.
Dammit. Dammit to HELL. He'd be lying if he told himself he didn't want to just take this girl somewhere and do extremely impure things to her. Hell... he got the impression he might not be able to HANDLE her. Yet.... he wasn't sure how this all worked as vampires. Scarlett wasn't just his lover, she was his SIRE. "I... dunno if that's a good idea..." he muttered, as if trying to convince HIMSELF as much as her.
"Have you never been bad?" Ariana leaned over to whisper the words seductively into Jarrod's ear with quite the slow stroke of a hand along the boy's inner thigh. Drawing herself closer to the other vampire Ariana got a whiff of that faint scent of arousal that merged with the stronger masculine scent of Jarrod himself, and it only served in making the blonde determined to step up her game to acquire what she want. And tonight her want was in the form of one Jarrod Moore.
"Bad? You kidding me?" Oh, so maybe she'd found his weakness: typical male pride, heightened like everything in him right now. "Just like I allow Scarlett her... fun if she wants it, I can do the same. So decide if you think you're ready for this before..." He placed a hand at the small of her back, grinning evilly. "you get yourself into something you can't handle."
"Pet, there isn't a creature on this whole earth that I can't handle." Ari purred seductively as she nipped at the boy's lower lip. "I just hope you've got the stamina to endure me." That wicked little grin of hers once more curved at the edges of her mouth as she played to his pride.
He thought about some of the epic beatings he'd given people, even just as a human, and grinned. "Somehow? I think I've got stamina enough to take whatever you can dish out..." Oh yeah. This girl was twisted. He could feel it. And somehow? He was digging it. Big time. Would this likely cause some kind of vampire catfight between this girl and Scarlett? Probably. But damn would that be hot.
"Your place then." Ariana stated more then voicing an option to the guy. "Unless you're into the whole public exhibition thing." Which if he were then Ari greatly misjudged the boy and would just mosey on away to find another tall, dark and handsome to use to occupy her time with.
"My place?" He laughed, imagining what would happen were Scarlett to get home while they were in the middle of, well... whatever she'd been planning. Oh, he loved this idea. "Follow me." He said, walking out, towards his car.