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Post by Maria Verdugo on Dec 5, 2013 21:01:00 GMT -5
The sounds of a voice singing a melody could be heard through the farmhouse they had just over taken in order to have a new place to call home for a few days. It was a lullaby, sung in the voice that was both musical but slightly deep for a vampire's normal higher tones, in order to mock the human that lie on the bed. Maria stood on her knees over the girl, and tilted her head slowly to the right to watch her cry.
She was waiting for one of her newest to come to her, while her others would be in the barn--it was time to test him. Time to see where his loyalties were. See if he could be more then just of value.
[Jasper; My dearest pet]
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Post by Jasper Hale on Dec 6, 2013 7:42:51 GMT -5
 Jasper understood very little of what was happening -- or happened -- to him. All he could do was what his instinct compelled him to. And that was: drink. The burning in his throat was like no other, and pained him. It was not only the thirst though that he felt; it was all the other strong emotions around him. An variety of them. It was overwhelming, as if he was being hit with a million different feelings. Jasper stood apart from the rest, watching them, quietly studying them. It was a way to protect himself from this uncertain group of . . . well, whatever they were. He was no longer able to blend in when someone came to him and said that Maria wished to speak to him. He knew the name; it was one of the three women who were in charge of what seemed like an army of creatures. He quietly complied, following their lead as he was taken to a separate room.
"Here he is Maria," the vampire announced as he turned to leave, somewhat reluctantly. Jasper not only felt that, but could see it in the way he acted. When the door was closed behind them, Jasper looked at Maria. But his gaze did not linger too long, for seconds after he noticed someone else. Lying on the bed. It wasn't so much who it was, but rather . . . what she smelled like. And she smelled delicious. Never did the urge feel so strong, being so close to a meal. The burning in his throat intensified, as he eyed the temptation intensely. Was he to wait? Would she offer it to him? He couldn't resist. And yet, for whatever reason, it was as if he was waiting for an order.
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Post by Maria Verdugo on Dec 10, 2013 14:13:39 GMT -5
"Wait. Stay." Called to the other pet she had, and when the vampire registered she still watched them. Standing she walked toward them, her hands holding drops of the human's blood on her finger tips. "I am disappointed! Horribly so with your incompetence!" It was clear she was speaking to her soon to be former general.
"Nettie and Lucy were going to kill me! Take what was mine! And yet you did nothing to stop it. How am I to know you did not plan with them?" She knew he hadn't, and that his loyalty was strongly to her, but when compared to Jasper he usefulness was sinking. . . . And nothing would drag her down. Holding out her hand she lifted her fingertips to Jasper lips to make sure he had control enough not to attack her. She spoke to him now, her voice sultry and pleased. She felt anticipation and eagerness for him to complete the kill and join her in bed. "Kill him, and join me at my side . . . And you can your fill of everything." The blood. Her. Life.
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Post by Jasper Hale on Dec 10, 2013 16:27:50 GMT -5
Jasper's eyes darted from the human on the bed, and fixated on the blood dripping from Maria's fingers. The smell of it filled the entire room and Jasper's restraint was weakening as each second passed. He was able to focus just enough to know that when she spoke of being disappointed. . . she was not referring to him. She was speaking to her general, the one that had held this position since Jasper's arrival. As she moved closer to him, she raised her moist hands to his lips. Jasper took in the scent, closing his eyes as the burning in his throat intensified to a maddening state. It was painful. It was agonizing. He even parted his lips, thinking of how wonderful it would feel to let his tongue graze over the warm red liquid she held so near him.
Yet the only thing more painful that depriving himself of the blood in this moment, was displeasing Maria. She was what he felt his existence depended on . . . and he knew that all the newborns here, shared this mindset. For he felt it. They worshiped the ground she walked on and grew jealous of anyone who claimed her attention over them. It was what he felt now, from her general. With the instructions she was giving Jasper, and the emotions that filled her as she spoke them . . . Jasper felt the urgent to fulfill every command. Just as the other vampire felt the need to dispose of his competition. As Jasper's eyes were still closed, he felt more than saw what was about to happen.
The vampire charged toward him and in one swift motion, Jasper moved out of the way. The general had no hold on him, nor did he have a proper plan of attack. And Jasper used that to his advantage. For in this moment, he wanted nothing more than to be at her side . . . and take in his fill, of everything she implied. The vampire charged at him again, this time Jasper spun around him, taking hold of his arm from behind as he ripped it off. The vampire screamed in pain and with that distraction, Jasper angrily ripped off his other arm. He was stronger. Faster. And a better combatant. And he was purposely tearing him apart to show off to Maria. He could make him suffer . . . because that was what she wanted. He felt that from her. And he opened himself up to all that she felt, taking it on as his own emotions.
Jasper then leaped onto the vampire's back, grabbing hold of his head. His expression held a murderous glare as his hands held either side of the vampire's head and in one swift motion -- that looked almost too easy -- he tore off his head and tossed it to the side. Discarding it, as if it was nothing. Because he was nothing. Stepping on the armless, headless vampire's path, he moved toward Maria, standing directly in front of her. "Have I pleased you?" He asked, his eagerness to do so building up inside of him. He felt as if her next words could either empower him, or cause his world to crumble.
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Post by Maria Verdugo on Dec 14, 2013 15:23:13 GMT -5
Maria didn't even look at the chaos that was behind her, as she watched the human react too it. When it was over, she turned as Jasper came right up to her, and asked her if he pleased. Oh did he! Maria smiled, and reached her fingers up to brush his lips, leaving a trail of blood there. Then she leaned up to lick it off while enjoying herself with him as her plate. "Very much so, Jasper." Stepping back she turned her to look at the human. "Enough that I am giving you your first reward."
Letting Jasper go claim it, Maria walked over and lifted up the head of her fallen general, before tossing it out the window. She'd have it burned later. Walking back to the bed, she sat down, then moved to lie back to watch Jasper drinking. Rolling slowly to her side she lifted her free hand to brush his hair back as he did so. Yes, very pleased with him, she was. Maria let her fingers trailed down his neck, and shoulders until she was as low as she could reach. This one was going to be more fun then the last.
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Post by Jasper Hale on Dec 14, 2013 16:07:52 GMT -5
When Maria's finger grazed his lips, he did not have the time to let the blood touch his tongue, for she cleaned it off for him. Still, when she was done he folded his lips inward to take in her taste. He did not know what he wanted more in this moment. The blood. Or her. She then gave him permission to claim his reward. He looked to the human, tied on the bed, screaming out. He rushed toward her, having gone from his initial position to now on the bed next to the human in less than a second. He cocked his head to the side as he looked at his reward. She felt pain which, obviously was evident considering her agonizing cries and tears that streamed down her face. Yet why did it concern Jasper? It shouldn't. It didn't. And still there was some intensity of emotion that coursed through his body.
It was soon overpowered by Maria's touch. Brushing his hair back, her hand moving over his skin. Being near her, he felt something entirely different. He felt strong. Ruthless. Thirsty. It was as if he needed her close by to feel these strong emotions. He was already feeling that dependency on her. So without a second more of hesitation, he sunk his teeth into the human, drinking in her blood which felt wonderful. Her screams were muted by all the satisfaction he felt . . . until they ceased to be heard. The human was dead, but all Jasper cared about right now was making sure he drank her dry. That he did not waste a drop. He had wanted to savor the enjoyment, yet his desperation had caused his actions to be rapid.
And as Maria's hand trailed lower, he was starting to find an entirely different kind of enjoyment. When he finished his meal, he raised his head to look at his goddess. His red eyes burning for . . . whatever she wanted. For he was hers to command. Now he felt nothing but Maria's strength. How could being so close to her fill him with such intense emotions? She had a power over him he could not define. All he could do was stare at her, filled with both wonder and need. But apart from the need of where her hand was near . . . came also the need for her command. For he would make no move without her permitting him to, or telling him to.
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Post by Maria Verdugo on Dec 15, 2013 15:42:35 GMT -5
When her little pet finished her reward, Maria was pleased with how he still waited for orders instead of assuming she was apart of the reward too. She was no one's reward. Maria would use him to reward herself however, as he was a nicely formed and young vampire. Very vigorous they were. Mmmm, very vigorous indeed.
Her hand moved to his shoulder and she pushed him back, so that he was the one now laying with his own back against the sheets, while she climbed up to sit over him. Slowly moving her hips in a grinding circle against him she spoke in her voice that was thicker and slightly deeper then most vampire's but still was higher then humans. "You will be my general now. Train my army, and keep them fresh and new." But that would not take his whole day, "And when the day forces us to stay indoors we can enjoy all that fresh blood, and whatever bed we happen to be near."
Leaning forward she braced one hand against the pillow by his head and bent to kiss him, while her other hand took his and lead it under her dress to where she wanted it. She liked them vigorous and fresh. New and strong, but not so new they were only animals. She needed them controlled just enough.
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Post by amaya007 on Feb 4, 2016 7:52:23 GMT -5
Leaning forward she braced one hand against the pillow by his head and bent to kiss him, while her other hand took his and lead it under her dress to where she wanted it. She liked them vigorous and fresh. oh it looks really lovely . www.duawazifa.com/wazifa-to-control-anger/ |
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Post by amaya007 on Feb 4, 2016 7:52:40 GMT -5
Leaning forward she braced one hand against the pillow by his head and bent to kiss him, while her other hand took his and lead it under her dress to where she wanted it. She liked them vigorous and fresh. oh it looks really lovely . www.duawazifa.com/wazifa-to-control-anger/ |
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