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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
2008-08-03 12:24 am UTC (link)

The vampire Lestat didn't want for sexual or emotional fullfillment...even for the short time that he'd been on this planet, he had enjoyed a night of wild,uninhibited sex with Faith, the Vampire Slayer and he had sated his thirst on the blood of the sweet young dancer, Maxxie Oliver. Add to these two major engagements the numerous minds that the vampire had read without permission...the secrets and personal information he had used for his own private entertainment, and Lestat had been feeling quite satisfied...until now...

So, having started the day in no immediate need and only realizing this desperate yearning once he inhaled this wonderful smell and laid his eyes on Riddick, Lestat knew, somewhere in his mind, exactly what was going on...however, knowing what was going on and being able to do something about it were two different things...

The man before him, Richard Riddick, was still irresistable to him, muscular, masculine and full of the life he would never again have. When the man smacked him back and issued him a challenge instead of delivering the demanded kiss, Lestat grinned and hissed, "Foolish mortal. You've seen the smallest amount of what I can do and yet you say 'make me'...and while I have your grand, sweaty balls in my hand?"

Releasing Riddick's testicles, for now, Lestat grabbed each side of the man's pants at the waist and he began to rise...higher and higher he rose into the sky, taking Riddick with him...10 stories...the vampire laughed...20 stories..."Make me?", he taunted...30 stories up into the dark early morning sky. The wind blew cooler up there and they seemed very alone with the planet so far below, Lestat's voice was cold and serious, "Playtime is over, lover. I would think very seriously before engaging in any more acts of bravado for do not doubt, I am a killer", he licked his lips, "If I should drop you...by accident, of course, and the planet would see that as murder and decide to end my life, well...c'est la vie! I have had a long existence anyway", he cocked an eyebrow and his eyes began to glow amberonce again, "Now about the passionate kiss that you want to give me, Richard...".

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r_b_riddick
2008-08-05 09:06 pm UTC (link)

Clearly, Riddick had the nack to ask for more trouble and always he got it. This time was no different. He had asked Lestat to make him and it seemed without really realizing it he had asked the man to assert more power over him. And Lestat was more than willing to do it. And do it well he did. Again his will was bending and well quite frankly even if he wanted to stop it, there wasn't much he could do to actually do so.

The creature moved his hands, and for one split second, the moment his balls were free, Riddick had planned to once more fight back. But once more the creatures ability to levitate was used against Riddick. There was honestly nothing he could do. He couldn't exactly fight back without well dying. Falling to his death. And he hadn't killed man after man, he hadn't ran for years, endured slams only to escape, to go down quite like this.

Except despite the fact the other man could clearly drop him to his death, Riddick's nature was to fight. To goad and well he did it quite nicely. Now though he did it more to piss the other man off to get more of that power used over him than anything. Clearly Riddick was not quite acting himself.

Riddick leaned in carefully, not wanting to move too much and barely pressed his lips against the other mans. Really it was just barely a trace, and a smirk as Riddick actually spoke, his lips moving against the other man's. "Make no mistake I am not easily killed. Though that could be tested at this height. But face it. You don't want to kill me no matter how hard I fight, you want to tame that which can't be tamed." He bit hard at the other man's lip before pulling back. He would eventually give in just at the moment when he was sure Lestat would probably let his hands slip to scare Ridick. Though he never felt ear not even like this.

But once more the danger of this situation was getting to Riddick's animal side. The side that loved danger and someone who embraced it or could dish it out. Almost against his will, but not quite, Riddick leaned in, his lips teased against Lestat's before giving in and crushing his lips to the creatures. This was after all what he wanted, correct?

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