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Zero Kiryuu (instrumented) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2016-05-06 03:37:00

Entry tags:

damon salvatore, ichiru kiryuu, spike, yuuki kuran, zero kiryuu

374 ♦ dreams
( unwilling vampire )

[A rather young-looking Zero, around the age of 13, has been wandering the Dome for some time, now. He has no real destination in mind, but instead is just trying to figure out where he is, in general, and how he even got here. It hardly takes much for him to grow frustrated; upset, as well, but that part won't outwardly show.

All he knows is that this place definitely is not home.

At some point he winds up near the Blood Shack. It's as if on instinct alone that he finds the place. He's already keen to the presence of blood in the air as it is with being a vampire hunter. . . . Only, it's been hardly a month since he was turned into a vampire— the very thing he now loathes with every fiber of his being. He still keeps a bandage wrapped around his throat, while also in part to hide a rather large "tattoo" on the left side of his neck.

The very heady scent of blood in the air affects him belatedly, hitting his senses like a ton of bricks. And immediately is he both desperate and hateful. He initially can't even breathe, trembling where he stands with a hand clutching his chest over his heart. The desire to enter the Blood Shack to ease just how much he's physically aching is overwhelming. His other hand moves to claw at the side of his throat where that woman sank her fangs into him. Turning him into an unforgivable monster.

. . .So he turns to run, scrambling to get as far away as he can from such horrible temptation.

He isn't fully paying attention to anyone who might be in the area, only glaring at them before sneering. His eyes are a brilliant and bloody red, unbeknownst to him.]

What are you looking at?

[ OOC: Replies will come from

hatefully! Also, Zero can sense vampires, just as an FYI to any who might comment. ]

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trappedinresin
2016-05-22 02:51 am UTC (link)

The soft, clean smell of soap and shampoo mixed and intermingled to wrap around Zero to form an alluring combination that drew her into him. It was just so intoxicating, blood in the air as his heart pumped fast. Lips parted she drew a quiet, panted breath as their lips pulled apart and he moaned against her.

"Zero..." His name was warmly whispered with a gasp as his hips bucked up to rock between the cradle of her legs. Electricity buzzed within the air, but she didn't have to sense it to feel the arousal that pushed intimately against her and betrayed his control. His skin burned beneath her touch and nails dragged down his sides as his fingers slipped up beneath the skirt of her nightgown. They dipped dangerously close to the silken fabric beneath.

There was no telling who's dream it was. Who had first dared to dream of the other with them like this. But both happily indulged in what felt only too natural and right. It was too teasing to end like this, her entire body attuned to his every movement and touch. Dangerous as it was, and only too happy to dare for more, she gently rocked her weight against the tight bulge that strained for release. He couldn't know how much he excited her. Aching, she pressed against him once more and wriggled her hips to draw as much pleasure as she could.

And yet she wanted more.

Fingers traced small circles across his waist and lifted back up to find the hem of his pants. For now, her fingers simply trailed along the thin band. They had all the time in the world, and she wanted to enjoy every single second of it.

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instrumented
2016-05-23 02:08 am UTC (link)

With every rock downward he met her in turn. Over and over again. There was something to the way the friction brought on by their thin, but still very present clothing, which only increased the pleasure. She was already so wet, and it hung in the air just as much as her blood continued to.

The sharp drag of her nails made him shiver. So rough that it could have broken his skin; something he wouldn't have minded at all. Almost out of reflex did his fingers curl against her thigh, one tugging on the side of her panties. His other hand drew further up this time and up around her rib cage, using his thumb to slowly rub over a nipple through her nightgown.

Still he continued to move. Honestly he could so easily climax from this alone. . . Not that that would necessarily be a bad thing. They didn't have to stop after one round.

Not just yet, though.

It took a great deal of willpower for him to slow his actions. Still holding onto her he got to his feet to switch up their positions a bit, getting her to sit on the bed as he did as well. Only after a warm, lingering kiss did he draw back just enough to meet her eyes, his own still a burning red.

"Touch yourself for me, Yuuki. . ." Quietly spoken, before he parted from her completely to sit as well.

He wanted to watch.

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