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Post by Rose~Thorn on Jun 29, 2011 15:34:29 GMT -5
"I'm not his catch." Chastisity purred. "He's still a mere child to me." She glanced sideways at him, giving him a quick once over. "And not very filling." she added, referring to the lack of energy radiating from him in comparison to Kojak, and his lack of looks, also in comparison to Kojak.
She let her small grin become a smile, and forced a rosy blush to her face to suit the mood of the conversation. Although, she wasn't one for the sappy stuff on a usual day. The very boring day she's been having had finally taken an interesting turn.
"I'm surprised to see he's so familiar with someone as handsome as you." she said, almost expecting to feel some remorse for treating the boy so poorly after he'd shown her tolerance earlier. Sometimes the daemon completely forgot she wasn't human and didn't dwell over things like that.
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Post by {Kraftmektig-Hauk} on Jun 30, 2011 21:46:11 GMT -5
Kojak grinned at the fine woman. "Peter and I have been pack-mates since he was born!" he said, giving Peter another brutally affectionate half-hug. "I was something like his second father for quite some time. Until his father vanished. Then I was his father figure."
Peter grumbled something Kojak didn't catch and twirled away from him, out from under his arm. Kojak glared at him for a second, promising a fury-filled attack later on with his bright hazel eyes.
Almost as if it didn't happen, Kojak turned his attention back to the succubus. "And might I ask what such a lovely woman is doing speaking to such a... dull... creature?" He flicked his eyes playfully toward Peter, who had slumped against a tree to be touching the shadows.
Peter drew his lips back in a feral sneer, baring long incisors. Kojak smiled sweetly at him, fondly saying, "Go play in the water," before turning his eyes back to Chastisity. "You should be talking to someone with a little more spice in his blood, and who won't rip off extremities with mere physical contact." He took a long stride closer to her, his dark tattoos catching the faint moonlight, almost glowing. They were graceful swirls and curves that hugged his torso, creeping down to his low pant-line and snaking up to touch the base of his neck. He held out his hand to gesture to her index finger.
"It truly is a bother, having such an urge to kill when we come in contact with another. It's something we really have to grow out of. Takes a few hundred years."
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Post by Rose~Thorn on Jun 30, 2011 22:08:40 GMT -5
" He was simply a good way to kill some time." Chastisity said dismissively. " It's sweet that you actually took such a daemon as himself under your wing." she added, although she didn't really care what happened to him.
Kojak's and Peter's breed was once again surprising her. This 'urge to kill upon contact' was news to her. it also seemed like quite a disability though. Chastisity greatly enjoyed physical contact.
She raised one eyebrow at Kojak, her lips lifting a little. "Maybe," she began, resting one finger on Kojak's shoulder - more sensually than she had done with Peter- almost testing him. "your kind should learn more control."
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Post by {Kraftmektig-Hauk} on Jun 30, 2011 22:20:00 GMT -5
Kojak shivered under her cool fingernail, feeling the familiar swell in his chest, the rise of panic that screamed for him to break her, to tear her limb from limb, to teach her a lesson.
He mentally shook himself. "Maybe we should," he breathed. "But we so often have no one to practice with, no one to help us that lies outside of our breed lines. We tend to keep to ourselves more than we should."
He reached up and gingerly took her hand in his, pressing his lips to the back of her hand like a real gentleman should. "If only we had assistance from someone willing to experiment with us, to take the risk." He kissed the back of her hand again before letting it go. The urge to kill her grew once again upon breaking contact, but that was always easy to fight off. He let out a soft breath of relief, and the tension left his shoulders.
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Post by Rose~Thorn on Jul 1, 2011 3:38:51 GMT -5
Chastisity felt the urge to flinch as Kojak tensed under her. He obviously wanted to kill her. For a moment, she actually let herself pity the boys. Wanting to kill whatever touched them, isolating themselves. Chastisity lived in a world where contact was her everything. She used it to communicate, to feed. It was simply her way of living.
She felt the thin tendrils of sexual energy swirl down from her hand as Kojak kissed it. The pulsing energy was barely heavy enough to register. But she almost positive Kojak wasn't feeling anything like that. He was probably just feeling an urge to kill her.
As he pulled away, relaxing, she again let sympathy wash over her, softening her expression. As a Succubi, she had her own problems with contact. Any contact sensual enough for her to feel its energy made her want more. It was actually easy enough to control, though. But the look of desire and need usually stayed with her.
"Well, why don't you guys get out and look for the help?" she asked, feeling the urge to touch him again. She wanted to see how much he could handle. "There are plenty of beings willing to help out." she said, silently adding including me. She did not want to get too hungry. Her hunger was climbing, and that was when contact got dangerous for her.
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Post by {Kraftmektig-Hauk} on Jul 1, 2011 16:24:52 GMT -5
Kojak heard Peter snort scornfully from his tree post. He didn't admit it, but the youngster had a point. It wasn't something that would easily go away. Mistakes would be make. Blood would be spilled. Lives would be lost, though Peter was too young to understand that. Bitter emotions would swell, putting more lives at risk through careless actions.
Kojak looked over his shoulder at Peter. He let out the familiar series of clicks and whistles and growls that would be better for Peter's ears, rather than the succubus. "Head back to the dens," he clicked. "I will deal you punishment for your disrespect later on. Leave now, and hold your tongue."
Peter tensed up and his eyes rounded. He gave a scared little nod. With a quick push from the tree, Peter walked toward Kojak, breezing behind him. "Farewell, Chassstisity," he hissed quietly. His form shifted dramatically into the smaller shadow creature that he had shown the woman before, darting off through the thick foliage.
Kojak lifted a brow at the succubus. "Chasitity? You gave me your Latin name, then," he purred. He shrugged it off to show it didn't matter to him and took a step closer to her.
"You see, Chastisity," he said, "we can't get help as easily as you think. Peter is over 300 years old, and he still has no control over himself. I am more than 700 and I still struggle. We don't usually find someone willing to help us with... this." He brushed a finger lightly over her shoulder, and he held his breath, his eyes widening with a powerful urge to use his nail to cut her shoulder wide open. He quickly pulled back, putting a step of space between them, letting his breath out slowly.
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Post by Rose~Thorn on Jul 1, 2011 17:00:09 GMT -5
"Obviously. I've never seen your kind until this day, and my calling requires me to meet many creatures. You've been secluded for years, when you should have been finding those willing. The sex daemons, Incubi and Succubi, are more than willing to do something of this sort. You can't kill us. We aren't even alive. We're simply spirit, made solid by the energies we gain from our victims through intercourse and murder. Lust is our food, souls are sustenance. It would be a good situation for both breeds. Sucking too much of a fellow daemon's energy is difficult, so I doubt any Succubi or Incubi could kill one of you." Chastisity said. She couldn't count the number of Succubi she knew willing to do this sort of thing on both hands. Succubi and Incubi were always willing to gain more energy. After all, the more energy and souls one had, the stronger they were.
Chastisity took a deep breath through her nose, not to breath, to gather the scents around her. Her heart quickened and her feet urged to take flight and hunt down the nymph a half a mile downstream. Then her predatory instincts calmed again as she realized it was female. Disappointment filled her, briefly clouding the hunger. Lacking the ability to draw any energy from females was terrible when one was hungry. No Succubi or Incubi could draw energy from the same sex as them. If a Succubi were to ever actually get attached to a creature for more than meals, they could be with the same sex if they so choose, but they would constantly have to cheat on that person to feed on the opposite sex.
Chastisity simply shrugged away this train of thought. She wasn't interested in an actual partner, and wasn't attracted to females. She preferred the strong bodies of men, and their ample amounts of energy. A Succubi needed to feed less often than an Incubi, but got had to work harder for their kill, while a Incubi had to feed more often, but the women were very easy to seduce and kill.
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Post by {Kraftmektig-Hauk} on Jul 1, 2011 17:15:21 GMT -5
Kojak lifted his brow. "You would be willing to help us?" he asked, baffled. Most creatures would cringe away from them, do anything in their power to keep from touching them. That's why many beings feared them. They would witness their power, realize they had such little control over themselves, and run. Run, long and far.
He reached out one tattooed arm, hovering his hand just beside her upper arm, staring intently at her smooth skin. The perfect muscle stature for a woman, just beneath her smooth skin. His hazel eyes lifted to her face, and he dropped his arm back to his side. He shouldn't touch her. Not so frequently. He had already had two urges to rip off her arm. He wasn't sure if he could handle a third.
If she wanted him to touch her, he would wait until she gave her word. He didn't want to take that risk on such a beautiful creature.
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Post by Rose~Thorn on Jul 1, 2011 17:29:33 GMT -5
"As I said," Chastisity said, lifting one arm and elongating and sharpening the fingernails to claws before ripping her own arm off right at the elbow. "I won't die, and I can replace anything broken." The severed limb didn't bleed or show any signs of tearing. It was a very clean looking separation. To replace the limb she'd torn off, a new forearm snaked out of the hole she'd made. It was identical to the one she left in tact, and was in perfect working condition, although the process gave her a nauseous flash. She'd been shifting and growing appendages all day, while running on little energy. She couldn't do many more shifts if she didn't feed first.
She decided to feed a little right now, test his energy and his current ability to control himself. She set her hand on his arm, focusing on the skin underneath her hand. Chastisity's eyes saw through the skin and bone and muscle, straight to the energy within. Her eyes began fading from their bright blue to a green, the same color as his life energy. Then a few thin tendrils of the bright green energy rose from his arm, into her hand. It was over in less than thirty seconds, and she gazed back at Kojak, waiting for an attack. Her eyes had turned a bright red as she began to feel the effects of the new energy. It strengthened her, quickened her pulse, and sent adrenaline through her. It had been awhile since she'd felt this good.
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Post by {Kraftmektig-Hauk} on Jul 1, 2011 17:43:25 GMT -5
Kojak gasped aloud when she touched him, feeling a sliver of his energy dispel from his body. The need to tear her to bits was overwhelming. He wanted to reach out and grab her throat, squeeze until her bones crumbled.
He forced himself to stop after he had grabbed her shoulder. It wasn't enough to hurt her. He let out a husky breath, sliding his hand down her arm, the need within him sparking again. He tightened his hand around her arm, just for a second. It wasn't enough to hurt her, he hoped.
He met her eyes, panting with the effort to keep himself controlled. "Do it again," he said quietly. It wasn't an order, more like a plea. He wanted to test his limits, though he knew they were already being pushed. But he hadn't felt the seams of his control burst yet. He wanted to keep going.
"Just a little," he breathed. "Push my limits." And he couldn't deny that the feeling of her drawing his energy had been a pleasant one. It left him short of air, more than he should have been. His heart drummed in his chest, excited for another dose of her power.
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Post by Rose~Thorn on Jul 1, 2011 22:50:03 GMT -5
Chastisity watched Kojak closely. If he seemed too out of control, she didn't want to continue. She'd never drew energy from a conscious victim. She had no idea what could happen if he were to break the connection, or attack her. Deciding to just take it in small, fast doses, her eyes penetrated his flesh again. This time they were searching his chest, looking for a different type of energy. This one a vibrant red-violet, lust. Or as some preferred to call it, desire or passion. Her eyes matched the color of the energy she drew from his chest as it reached her own. Once again she felt the rush of adrenaline and the quickening of her pulse. It was rare when she took lust energy in this way, in such a small dose. But it was the safest.
Again, the feeding only took less than thirty seconds. She kept her hand where it was, watching him as her eyes turned red again. She'd be fine if he were to attack her, the quick fix of both life and lust energy had replenished a lot of her strength.
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Post by {Kraftmektig-Hauk} on Jul 1, 2011 23:27:09 GMT -5
Kojak had to close his eyes. It was the best he could do to keep from killing her. His lips parted in a piercing hiss, he took hold of her by the arms with a tight squeeze, losing himself for just a flash. His form changed only for a second, and he became nothing but a silhouette with piercing yellow eyes. He felt an urge to crush her arms, to splinter her bones under his hands.
But then it was over. His form changed back, and Kojak sighed heavily, letting the strain leave his body, if only a little. His head was spinning, his heart racing.
He met her gaze, observing how her eyes had changed in their color. "May I try something?" he asked quietly, almost fearful of lifting his voice.
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Post by Rose~Thorn on Jul 1, 2011 23:46:48 GMT -5
Chastisity didn't flinch when he grabbed her arms, but as he changed in form, she couldn't prevent a brief look of worry that flashed across her face. She couldn't be killed, but she could be weakened and her body could die. Then she would spend her days slowly gaining enough energy to return her soul to a solid form again. It was torture, and had only happened to Chastisity once.
"Feel free," she said, wiping any look of uncertainty or worry from her face. She wasn't sure if Kojak could handle more, but she would at least let him try. And her energy was higher, so her body could survive most any onslaught at the moment. Just not for very long.
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Post by {Kraftmektig-Hauk} on Jul 2, 2011 0:02:08 GMT -5
For a few seconds, Kojak just looked at her, weighing his options. He could walk away, avoid risk, or he could just do one last thing, leap into danger, get it off his chest.
Quickly, he pulled Chastisity far too close and ducked his head down. He touched her lips with his for only a moment, but it was enough to ignite a flame in his heart.
With a loud frustrated cry, he sprang back from her, stumbling backward. "I've never wanted to kill something so badly!" he groaned, running his fingers through his hair vigorously. But he shocked himself by admitting, "I've never felt anything so amazing."
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Post by Rose~Thorn on Jul 2, 2011 0:12:05 GMT -5
Chastisity had barely recovered from the shock of the brief kiss before Kojak had separated from her. They hadn't kissed for more than a moment, but she still couldn't help but be just as frustrated as he seemed. Not being able to touch him for more than a few moments was really getting on her nerves, especially as she began to view him as prey in her mind.
His comment confused and even amused her. She could tell it was painful to not rip her apart, but he had said it was amazing. The Succubus just couldn't understand how someone could put themselves through so much in a short time just to get something.
"We don't have to keep going you know," she breathed. Not even sure if she wanted to stop. She just didn't want it to torture him, or for him to loose control.
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