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Lord Vaako (lord_vaako) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-09-28 15:55:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 17, lestat de lioncourt, lord vaako, richard riddick, yvaine

Who: Vaako, Yvaine, Lestat, Edward, Riddick (Posting order?)
Where: Art Gallery
When: Afternoon
What: Come on and rescue me! /Aretha Franklin
Rating: R to NC-17 for sexuality and violence
Status: Complete

The man who had once been the First Commander of the most powerful and devastating army in the history of his universe, Lord Cylus Vaako, was barely holding onto consciousness. He could barely hold his own body up, even propped up as he was against the wall. He had a very dim view of his surroundings, but found that he was barely able to keep his eyelids open. His head hurt. That was odd enough in and of itself, given what he was. Necromongers barely feel pain.

He'd never felt anything like this, actually. Or not in so many years that he could barely remember what pain felt like. But then, in all the years that he'd been a Necromonger, he'd never allowed himself to go this long without the Purification. It was wearing off, that must be why he was feeling this. Damn it. It really wasn't all that convienant. Why now? He could have done without the splitting headache.

Of course, blood loss could have been a major part of it, too. The vampire Lestat had most definately not been keeping his hands to himself, nor his teeth. That was a good part of the weakness that the Necromonger felt, he was certain. Each and every time Lestat came to him, Vaako was convinced that somehow, this time, he was going to fend him off. And, predictibly, each and every time he failed, the vampire took what he wanted, and left him weaker than before.

Even worse, really, than the horribly intimacy of the vampire's touch, was the fact that he couldn't stop him from doing that, or taking any number of liberties with his body. There was a girl here, too, somewhere. He hadn't been able to talk to her. He didn't know what condition she was in. He couldn't, in fact, concentrate on very much at all. Really, it was all he could do to hold on to the semi-consciousness state he was in.

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lestat_00
2008-10-10 11:42 am UTC (link)

Lord Vaako’s blood dripped from Lestat’s lips and his seed from Lestat’s hand, both were slowly and sensually collected on the vampire’s tongue as he looked into the man’s eyes. “You’ve been such a good boy, Cylus…”, he ran his finger’s through the Necromancer’s hair, “…who knows, I may just come back for more”.

Lestat waltzed with an invisible partner until he came to a stop in front of Yvaine, “I can’t be rude, though, Cylus. I haven’t had any fun with our ravishing lady yet tonight…”, he ran his fingers through her hair and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand, “…and she’s been so vocally entertaining tonight!”.

The vampire fondled her breast as he kissed along her jawline and down her neck…when he got to the bend of her neck, he licked and nibbled at it lightly and then jumped up at her and yelled “Boo!”. This seemed to amuse Lestat greatly for some reason. After he stopped laughing, he stood before the star once more…he held her face in his hands and kissed her on the tip of the nose, “Do not worry, mon chere, I have no intention of biting your neck…”, he smiled wickedly, “…the femoral artery is actually better than the jugular and, I think, a more special experience”, he ran his tongue over his full lips.

Lestat tapped his lip as if considering something of great importance, then knelt and lifted Yvaine’s dress, “I could drink from you with these on, but where is the fun in that?”, he purred, as he slid her panties down her legs, “Pantiessssss!”. Holding them up like a trophy, he walked them over to where Lord Vaako was chained, “Look, Cylus, panties!”, he shoved them under his nose, “Remember that smell?”, he chuckled perversely, “That’s what you smell like to Richard!”. He put the panties on Vaako’s head and then returned to the bound Yvaine.

“Ahhhh, here I am, my radiant star! Did you miss me?”, he asked with a grin. Kneeling down, he lifted her dress until she was fully exposed and held it bunched and tight. Lestat licked her inner left thigh, “If you move or struggle while I feed, sweet Yvaine, you will tear yourself open and bleed to death…so I suggest you behave and enjoy it”, he licked her thigh again, letting his nose just graze against her womanhood, “Like Cylus did”.

Suddenly, the vampire Lestat bit into the soft flesh at Yvaine’s inner left thigh, his sucking motion would be sending vibrations throughout her body. The blood he took here was thick and rich, but her blood was even more. He felt like his insides were glowing…he felt like he was drinking ‘joy’ and it was intoxicating. He let his free hand slide up her right thigh to gently, rhythmically caress her warmth.

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r_b_riddick
2008-10-15 08:49 pm UTC (link)

Every step he took, the print on his chest glowed brighter and brighter and he could feel... pain,agony, fear. But not his own... no not his.It was Cylus. And somehow without knowing, Riddick knew Cylus could feel him, hear him but then he was being blocked somehow. But still the lingering sense of Cylus hearing him was there.

Riddick needed a plan of action. he could feel himself getting closer to Cylus. The Necromonger Commander that stole his heart and made Riddick feel things he had never felt before. hell made him feel even beyond what Krya had. He couldn't by any means just storm in to the room and take what was his. Lestat was a formidable opponent and right now he held the upper hand.

"Open up for me again Cylus the moment you can. I need to feel you so I can find you.Please hang in there."Riddick thought as he moved quickly but silently. He pleaded in the thought then added desperately as he suddenly felt weak."Don't you fucking die on me! I need you!"

And fuck if he didn't. Just then he felt something a searing pain followed by a burst of pure rage. He looked down, the print was glowing bright blue with... what the hell was that? Blue with an outline of red? He had never seen it before. But then his legs were moving and soon he was standing outside the door of the art gallery.He was about to move when he happened to notice out of the corner of his eye that Lestat was in there.

Quickly moving away, Riddick began to formulate his plan. He needed Cylus. "If you can hear me, I'm here and I need ya Cy. I need your help. Soon I'll have you out of here."

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