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lestat_00 (lestat_00) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-11 22:29:00

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complete, day 7, lestat de lioncourt, pheromones, richard riddick

Day 07
Who: Lestat and Riddick
What: A Secluded Rendezvous in the Mountains
When: Day 7, Around 4:00 am
Where: In the Mountains
Rating: TBD
Status: CLOSED-COMPLETE

Pitch black...and Lestat was loving it. He strolled leisurely along the foothills of the mountain range closest to the resort that had become his new home. Out here there were no lights, no candles, no lanterns and at four o'clock a.m., no other 'guests'. The vampire needed no artificial means to move about in the sacred night...his preternatural eyes could see in the blackest night as if it were high noon.

A being as powerful as the vampire Lestat didn't really need sleep...or the restful state that vampires slipped into. While others slept and enjoyed their dreams, he walked and reflected on his day or the coming day. This morning he thought of his past few days. In his long illustrious life he had never met a 'Vampire Slayer'...he had met those who tried to kill him, of course, but no actual mystically powered 'Slayer'. Now, here on some planet in a galaxy on no Earthly map, he meets a Vampire Slayer and fucks her in the same night. He smiled showing his fangs to the night sky...what a wild one that Faith was...he wondered what would have happened if he had stayed the night.

Passing around an outcropping of pinkish-grey stone, Lestat stopped and exclaimed, "Mon Dieu! Black Orchids?!". A small patch of the coveted and rare 'black orchids' stood beside the path as if they grew there naturally. The bemused vampire bent and plucked one of the dark maroon flowers and held it to his nose, "Mmmmmmmm", he sighed with a hedonistic pleasure that startled him a bit. He felt a bit light-headed and his body tingled delightfully.

Slipping the orchid into the lapel of his jacket, he suddenly realized the air all around him was slightly scented by the delicious flower. He now thought of his newest muse, the boy Maxxie...he levitated into the air and smiled...he had stalked Maxxie yesterday...the golden-haired boy was his fountain of ambrosia. Maxxie quickened him in so many ways.

Lestat levitated over a small peak, enjoying the night air and revelling in the overwhelming scent of the orchids and the way it was making him feel...when...he spotted someone moving below. "What is this?", the vampire asked himself, "He moves in the dark without the aid of a lantern or flashlight?". Lestat knew he had to inspect.

Dropping out of the sky, the vampire Lestat landed just in front of the muscular man, who happened to be the same height as himself. Think he noticed the eyes...those wonderful, magnificent eyes! "Good morning, Mon chere!", he purred, "What is such an exquisite man doing out here all alone without a chaperone?".

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lestat_00
2008-07-21 11:44 am UTC (link)

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r_b_riddick
2008-07-22 04:43 pm UTC (link)

Lestat grinned like a hungry crocodile at Riddick…he was enjoying his game very much and the unusual quality of the air seemed to be adding a little spice to it. “Liberties?”, the vampire chuckled obscenely, “You’d be shocked and appalled at the liberties I’ve taken with people I’ve just met, Monsieur Riddick!”. This man fascinated him and now to hear that he was the last of his kind, the vampire was captivated.

When the muscular Furyan began to walk, Lestat moved to block his path, “Not so fast, my handsome friend! Why hurry back to the huddled masses, eh? Isn’t it more cozy out here for now…we two creatures of the night?”, the vampire’s voice emitted soothing, suggestive tones…compelling tones. Lestat’s eyes took on an amber glow in contrast to the silver hue burning in Riddick’s eyes… “Anything else you can do for me?”, the vampire repeated with a sigh, “Oh, dear boy, you have no idea”, he purred.

This man was no ordinary human, so Lestat wouldn’t pretend to be either…grabbing the man by the front of his shirt, the vampire levitated, taking them up…up…up…until they were standing on the base of a mountain, about 25 stories up. Letting him down with his back against the mountain, Lestat pressed close , running his hands over the man’s broad chest, “Now, Furyan, what can you do for me?”, he growled suggestively. The pheromo

The Furyan looked at the other man with a look of incredible disbelieve as he spoke and took more liberties than anyone had ever tried to take with Riddick. Sure in the slam things happened but nothing like this and Riddick had to admit it was sightly confusing. The other creature surely had to know Riddick was not someone that took things like this easily. He spoke with a quiet restrain, a very controlled voice that as hard as Riddick tried, still showed a small, tiny hint of amusement and even intrigue. “You don't know who you're fuckin' with...”

Riddick was also not one to really fear another. And Lestat was no different however Riddick would admit to himself that there was a certain hint of danger about him that had Riddick on guard more than normal. The funny thing with this was that Lestat was completely unpredictable so no matter how high on guard he was, Lestat managed to totally screw him up. Not to mention when Riddick locked his silvery eyes on the glowing amber ones of the other man, he had to quickly look away which was not something he was used to.

“Look, Lestat was it? I don't know what your game is, but you've picked the wrong one to play it on. “ But before Riddick could once more try to make his escape,the other man was grabbing his shirt and shit, were they flying? Riddick felt light headed which again was so unusual for him. He also felt something very very close to fear inside of him as he was sat down on top of the mountain with his back pressed hard against the hard rock. He got the feeling nothing he said would actually make the vampire leave him be. Riddick was not stupid, he sensed this man was not one for taking no for an answer but with something strong within the air that Riddick could sense , he had a feeling the man would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. Too bad for him,Riddick was not a push over and he would not be taken completely willingly.

“I am afraid, once more you're fucking with the wrong person and there ain't nothing I can do for ya.” Riddick pushed the other man away from him, looking around not that an escape route easily presented its self. The man couldn't fly after all.

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