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 Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 1:59 pm
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 11:38 pm
 Crevan Ryu Kurochi A black dragon.... Vampires...what pests, those fools thinking they could defeat me. They could come by the hundreds and I would still massacre those pains. The Von Draken Clan...what a pathetic lot, I will squash them all. At least that is what the dragon had believed in his own mind when he had set out to destroy those nightwalkers. It was the thrill of it for him, as well they posed nothing more then a mild threat to his territory, or what he claimed to be his. The battle had been nothing more than sport for him, a way to kill time, though it doubled to set a lesson for those others that thought he might be easy prey. Of course, that was what he believed of them when he was fighting, all but one had gotten that opinon from him, only one had not made things so easy for the dragon.
Zaphkiel, the one Ryu had the most trouble with and the most fun as he had to admit. The vampire male was spirited, and more so then most, he was strong...at least strong enough to go toe to toe with Ryu and not die yet. The dragon had taken his larger form and disposed of the clan through his fire. But, this particular one, Zaphkiel, Ryu had taken his human form, his weapon of choice a sword that was always with him, and fought a duel to the death with the vampire. Though neither had fallen yet, and Ryu was exceedingly enjoying himself. That this other male was able to contend with Ryu, match hit for hit, it enthused him. It thrilled him, to the deepest regions of his body, regardless of the injuries he'd sustained so far. Which, he really paid no mind to, as they would heal themselves once he was resting.
Loving the spirit in his opponent, Ryu was rethinking destroying him. Knocking the vampire back a moment, Ryu's eyes traveled down the other's body, from his dark hair to his well toned, perfect seeming body structure, his gaze moving further down, taking all of him in, before returning to his eyes. Smirking all superior like and with devious intentions in mind, Ryu darted forward swiftly, slamming the vampire down hard, pinning him to a near wall, his body pressed completely against his, his hands clutching at his wrists, trapping his arms above his head. Chuckling darkly, "it seems such a shame to destroy such an entertaining creature as yourself...You are high above the rest of those that fell by my hand...to be able to match me strike for strike is something impressive." Pausing a moment before he continued, "I feel the better option and the one that would provide me with the most entertainment...is to take you as my prisoner...you'll be my new little pet." Grinning widely, laughing a bit, watching the vampire's expression, waiting for his reaction. ....with even blacker blood.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 9:17 pm
 The night had started normally for the Von Draken Clan. The family’s minions had brought a nice feast to the castle and all had fed properly over the hypnotized pathetic human bunch. Really, everything was just going on just as usually. …Though, the sky has this bloody tendency of falling on your head when you expect it the least, doesn’t it?
It had been a matter of seconds from the moment where everything was going on like usual, to the moment where the vampires noticed there was an imminent danger and that most of their congeners, plus themselves, were being burnt to aches through some more than deadly, unexpected fire. From the few that were left after the unceasing fire assaults, some fled to never return…and one, only one, fought back. Zaphkiel Von Draken had more pride than any other within the clan, and he just got furious, seeing some dragon barging in like that, decimating his entire family through its ruthless fire. Fighting back, the vampire lord had been quite surprised when seeing the beast take a human form. Seeing his opponent wield a sword, Zaphkiel grasped a similar weapon that decorated a near wall and gave all he had at matching hit for hit. The vampire still had flashy red eyes, his lunch having been only a few minutes before, and perhaps that was the only thing giving Zaphkiel the strength necessary to fight this man. Thinking past the wounds wasn’t a problem…the man before him was powerful, enough to even perhaps take him down…he didn’t have the time to care about mere details.
The dragon man drastically changed his tactic at some point, though… Being knocked back, Zaphkiel got confused and his surprise only grew larger when the other male darted forward, pinning him with his whole body hardly against a near wall. Frowning, not understanding quite what was happening, as he was still in the fighting mood, Zaphkiel tried pushing his opponent away, but there was nothing to do… The vampire didn’t dare to glance up to see his wrists trapped above his head…all he knew was that somehow this man was able to keep him from moving. Was he really that strong…? It was shocking…
There was a confusion that could be read in Zaphkiel’s eyes as the man spoke his first words to him. He was…complimenting him? Staring into the other’s eyes, not blinking even once, as if he was still fighting through their eye contact, the vampire just…blocked a second, when he heard the words prisoner, and pet. Getting a furious glare in his eyes, biting his own tongue hard, Zaphkiel glared at the other while the man grinned, laughed, and seemed to be enjoying every bit of this whole bloody situation. Then, the vampire spit harshly the blood he’d been accumulating in his mouth just there, right on the other’s face, sending him a deadly glare, keeping a defensive expression up his face. “I am no pet.” Really, he’d rather stop existing than being taken as a prisoner, and even more if it was to be some kind of pet. Never would he allow it…not if he could stop it.-Zaphkiel-
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:58 pm
Crevan Ryu Kurochi A black dragon.... His eyes locked on Zaphkiel, the dragon had been waiting for his reaction to staking a claim on the male, declaring him to be his new pet. Getting a smirk on his lips seeing the vampire begin glaring at him, quite a furious look he was giving him at that. Wide eyed when he suddenly had the man's blood spat right in his face, the smirk still present on his face, as if he hardly cared what the male had done in his retaliation. Using his free hand he wiped the blood from his face, chuckling darkly, "Now...what makes you think you will have the choice...I am not one to back down, and once I have staked my clain on something, it is not likely I won't get my way." As if to shock the vampire, the hand that had the blood spotted around on it from wiping it off his face, he raised to his lips, his tongue flicking out and licking up the red liquid of the male's looking quite satisfied as he did so. "Mhm, and you should be aware, though I am not one of your breed, blood does still so entice me...and...arouse me," winking and thinking quite dirtily of things when he made that comment, as it was meant to sound that way. One hand still digging into the male's wrists, his claws extending enough to pierce his skin.
With his free hand, Ryu gripped Zaphkiel's chin tightly, turning his head from side to side, getting a good look at his entire complexion and features. Leaning in close to the male's ear, whispering all seductive like yet with such a devilish tone to it, "you have no idea what kind of hell you are in now...you will learn to obey me...I will break you, you'll see." Biting harshly the edge of his earlobe. drawing a little droplet of blood and licked it up, the marred skin immediately healing as he lapped at it. His salive having healing properties after all. Trailing his hand down the vampire's chest, running down his claws starting to appear, extending and while drawing down the center of his chest, he sliced the skin, digging his claws in more, dripping in the poison the death dragon possessed within him. Seeping in higher amounts then what he would a human, Zaphkiel would soon be feeling quite the burning sensation, and it would only become stronger, so much so that it would have the vampire writhing in agony. Ryu doing this because it only made it that much easier for him to take the male with him back to his home. Having him recoiling in such pain would keep him from putting up much of a fight with the dragon. ....with even blacker blood.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 1:35 am
Really, Zaphkiel was so pissed at that moment because of this man just coming out of nowhere, taking down his entire clan with his mere fire-y breath and go as far as saying that he was intending on taking him with him as some trophy he could treat the way he’d feel like, that the vampire just glared some more when his spitting blood to the other’s face caused only for the other male to widen his eyes, even keeping that bloody smirk up his lips. If only it had gotten the male mad and would make him finish the vampire lord… But no.
Having still his furious red eyes locked onto the dragon man’s ones, Zaphkiel listened much attentively to the words that came from the male that was before him…against him…and the vampire could only curse the man deeply, not believing his ears, despising that his own blood wasn’t poisoned or something, as it would’ve come in handy now, spitting to the other’s face having been his only alternative. “Perhaps you never have –”; ‘dealt with someone like me before’ and more would have been the following words, but Zaphkiel stopped short at seeing the man raise to his lips his bloodied hand that had wiped the blood off his face a moment ago, to see him then lick the blood off his fingers with that bloody satisfied air he wore as he did so. Hearing the following words only contributed to shock the vampire as expected, even though Zaphkiel tried hard to not let that show up his face. “…” Sadly enough, he didn’t find anything to reply and that only pissed him more…he was wordless – perhaps especially because of that wink – before this stranger who was pinning him to a wall, not even seeming like he was giving out that much effort to do so.
Feeling some claws piercing his wrists’ skin, Zaphkiel could only hold his breath one second and once again be perplex at how this man was holding him there with such ease. Where had his strength gone to?! Zaphkiel was strong. Zaphkiel was ruthless and Zaphkiel had enough willpower to take down any enemy on his path. It had always been this way… Always. Now who was this man to come mess with him at such an extent…?! How could he be so overly powerful…?
Having his chin gripped tightly, the vampire only stiffened and hated how the man was looking at him then, turning his head from side to side as if the other was observing the perfectness of what appeared to be his new entertainment. Feeling him lean in closer, whispering in some incomprehensibly seductive, though devilish tone to his vampire ear, Zaphkiel did feel he was in one hell of a bad posture… Hearing the words the man spoke could almost have taken a shiver out of the living dead’s body as they were so…hard to hear…but the vampire wasn’t yet frightened. “You’ll never be able to break me, b*****d.” The vampire had extreme conviction in his own words just there. Never would Zaphkiel Von Draken be broken, and never would he obey to whatever s**t this man could order him to do, say or feel… That, he was positive about…then.
Having not expected the other male to bite harshly his earlobe, Zaphkiel closed his eyes tight, letting out a little ‘Gnn’ sound unwillingly and it felt so weird to the vampire how the man licked the possible blood that came from the biting and feeling the male’s free hand trail down his chest; the vampire lord was more than puzzled at why someone of the same gender was acting this way towards him. Though, feeling claws slice his skin and dig in, Zaphkiel didn’t think it through more and his teeth gritted as the feeling was far from pleasant…but the pain was nothing compared to the sudden burning sensation that soon came from the gashes. Having opened his eyes as he’d felt the claws carve in, Zaphkiel now closed them back tightly, clenching his teeth hard because of the burning sensation that was only becoming fiercer with every second, and soon – too soon – unbearably painful. Letting out a grunt because of the cruel pain the poison was causing him, the vampire tried once again to get away from the other male, but as if he didn’t feel weak enough at the other’s mercy just there, it felt like the pain caused by some poison was taking all of his remaining strength away and there was just no way around it. Zaphkiel was trapped… The only thing making him stand on both feet, was the grasp of the other at his wrists.-Zaphkiel-
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 2:56 am
Crevan Ryu Kurochi A black dragon.... Chuckling right in the vampire's face, "Well now, you seem to be so very speechless...Have I thrown you for such a loop that it has left you incapable of forming words of any sort." Now literally taunting him about it, the fact he couldn't say anything, or rather find anything to say. Though soon reveling in the fact the male had finally found the words and spoken up, saying exactly what Ryu had hoped to hear from the vampire's mouth. The remark showing his spirit, his feistiness, and getting such a thrill out of the dragon since he loved to have such a challenge. "Well now, I was hoping to hear those words from your mouth...I love a challenge greatly...and you will be such a one that I am sure will not disappoint." Meaning he intended that Zaphkiel would be a hard one to break, though Ryu would show the vampire that he would break just like any other he might take captive.
Seeing the vampire soon in such agony, as if barely able to stand, Ryu had such a smug expression on his face, at the fact that he could do such damage with barely even trying, or rather barely breaking a sweat. Still holding him up by just his wrists, he was tempted to let him go and watch him fall to the ground. Instead, Ryu slid him down along the wall, so he had been sitting.
Reverting to his full dragon form, Ryu took flight, grabbing Zaphkiel into one of his large claws and headed for his own home not far from there. Setting down some time later at the front castle doors, Laying the vampire on the ground and shifting back into a human form. Harshly pulling him up, Ryu hung him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, a servant opening the door so he could get in. The dragon had gone past, down to the basement, dungeon area of his home. Some chains extending from one of the walls nearest the door, making the trek short, Ryu had dropped Zaphkiel down and gotten the chains, shackling his wrists and ankles down.
Smirking still as the poison coursed through him, probably leaving the vampire pretty weakened at this point, Ryu knelt down over him, looking down at the wound on his chest where the poison had been poured into. Running his fingers over the area, he used his free hand pushing Zaphkiel up against the wall so he was...in reach, less bending. The dragon had leaned in over the wound, licking and soothing the wound, healing it and ridding him of the poison. Ryu did quite enjoy doing such things as this, as it either worked to embarress his prey, seduce them, etc...any number of possibilities. It was fairly entertaining. Finishing healing the wound watching it closing, Ryu had stood up and moved back from the vampire, looking down at him. ....with even blacker blood.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 8:50 am
This man really was being so much of a pain to him… Hearing how the other male was in fact delighted that Zaphkiel had pointed out in some way how he didn’t intend on being broken down by anyone, and especially not him, well it only had the vampire despise the other even more… Though he himself could perfectly understand how much a challenge could be entertaining, he disliked being the prey in this situation.
That superior expression that the dragon male took as Zaphkiel was in pain, had the vampire – even though he was agonizing to some extent – shoot some deadly glare straight into his eyes, cursing him deeply. “Don’t…”; he started, but the burning impression of the poison had him clench his teeth again, bringing him back to silence – as he was trying hard to keep from letting out sounds of complain, due to the pain, not willing to give satisfaction to the other male. ‘Don’t take that all too superior look with me’ would’ve been the full sentence.
As he was being slid down along the wall, the vampire could only curse the fact that his legs were supporting him no more…it was all so humiliating… Now sitting, the other having let go of him a mere moment to take his full dragon form again, Zaphkiel had barely been able to drag himself a meter farther than his previous position with one arm, as the other hand he’d laid on the gashes across his chest, before the other creature had grabbed him with one of its large claws to take him away. If only his legs would have responded correctly, he would’ve used his vampire speed to get away all he could, before that fact…
Next thing he knew, they both arrived before a castle’s doors. During the little trip, Zaphkiel had tried hard to bite the claw he was stuck into, willing to be dropped down, hoping he’d find a way to get away, but it seemed like he would break his precious fangs before he’d be able to get through those bloody dragon scales of his… Anyway, looking up to the man once he’d switched back to his human form, he had slightly been expecting how the other pulled him up harshly…but not how the man hung him over his shoulder. At being taken this way, even though he was still in pain and that it seemed it was only expanding with time and as more as he moved, Zaphkiel gave a couple elbow shots behind the other male’s neck and head, just as slight punches on his back and even tried to bite his side, but there was nothing to do to get away and soon there was just nothing he could try, as he was intentionally dropped down on the dungeon’s floor. Not even having the time to try anything more there either, the vampire was chained up, wrists and ankles, and only there did he admit he wouldn’t be getting away just this very minute… At this point, and the dragon male had figured, Zaphkiel was pretty weakened, not even finding the strength of fighting his chains… The vampire had wished the other would leave now, maybe just leave him to die, but it seemed like it wasn’t going to happen, as he saw the man kneel down over him. Feeling the male’s fingers run over his wounds, Zaphkiel looked down at the hand in question, but soon let out a slight grunt as he was pushed up against the wall. He certainly hadn’t been expecting it, how the other man leaned in over the wound, licking the gashes… “T-The hell…?” He was opposed at first to it all, as it was…awkward and embarrassing, having another male lick his chest and especially like he was…but feeling how it seemed to sooth the wounds, Zaphkiel reverted to just biting on his lower lip, blushing slightly – capable of doing so since he’d fed not long ago – and that mostly out of embarrassment and frustration towards the other, over the appreciation of being healed.
Feeling like the poison was dissipating and his wounds healing, Zaphkiel had locked his eyes on the scene, not complaining that the cruel pain was gone… As the other male moved back though, the vampire kept looking at where gashes used to be only a moment ago on his chest, acting like he was just perturbed, but in fact was trying to hide that he had blushed, not willing the other to get it wrong, why he had and all… Though, soon figuring he’d see it anyway, he looked up at the dragon man, handling the eye contact all right now that he felt better, asking: “…Just who are you…?” He hated how this guy was so strong and full of resources to bring him down on his knees, even if unwillingly.-Zaphkiel-
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 8:03 am
Crevan Ryu Kurochi A black dragon.... "This my dear little pet, is exactly what I had meant...that you would be quite entertaining for myself...Your fire, and passion...or rather your...spunk, and feistyness...it is greatly appealing to me...You have such fight in you," refering back to even with his body reeling in pain, Zaphkiel had managed a glare and trying to spit back some words at him. Ryu had also greatly enjoyed the vampire's attempts at wounding him, trying to bite his claw when he had taken his other form prior. Dragon scales...quite the tricky thing, and very tough and hard to break, but just the fact the male had tried made it all the more fun. Even more, his fighting when Ryu had re-taken a human form, as he felt the blows to the back of his head, ignoring them to the best of his ability, or he would have dropped the vampire earlier, and much more roughly...in this case it would have more likely been that he'd throw him to the ground for hitting him.
Ryu didn't have to look up to notice the blush on the man's face as he had licked clean the wound, healing it as it were. He could in fact sense it...the tensing feeling in the vampire's core, that this was embarressing, strange, so many things jumbled into those thoughts. It led the dragon's thoughts to the conclusion that Zaphkiel may in fact be so innocent as to not ever have been in this kind of situation before...the situation of being with another male in this case. In more ways then one, he figured, including that of being intimate.
Looking down on his...prey, Ryu had that ever unnerving, annoying smirk on his lips, sizing up his prize, taking inventory you could say. Waiting for some reaction from the vampire, who's name he still had not gotten. Giving a slight chuckle at seeing the blush, being all too pleased at having caused that, looking him in the eyes and listened as he spoke. "Well...it would be...comedic if I were to say something like I am your worse nightmare now wouldn't it. But I suppose you want a name, hm..." Making an exagerated little bow, Ryu stood up again and introduced himself. "I am Crevan Ryu Kurochi...one of the last shadow dragons...or rather death dragon for a more appropriate title...one of the last of my kind," of that specific kind, not of all dragons though. "Preferably, I go by Ryu...now you my new little pet...I suppose you have a name yourself," smirking tauntingly. ....with even blacker blood.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 6:25 am
“Pet”…if there was one thing Zaphkiel would never accept, would be being referred to as a pet. It was just so god damn irritating, and so much of an insult! Oh he likes my spunk and feistiness…I guess he won’t be disappointed, then… That smirk of his that Ryu kept to his lips was very so annoying…and somewhat unnerving too, as he had to admit…but it all only contributed to having the vampire pissed. Of course, the blush on Zaph’s cheeks was no more, by now, and since the poison was keeping him down no more, Zaphkiel had clenched his fists, due to his being referred to as a pet again. He did glare at Ryu as the man added a taint of dark humor, mentioning how he could be the vampire’s worst nightmare… Seemed like this guy had some humoristic tendencies all in all, seeing that little exaggerated little bow of his just there… Crevan Ryu Kurochi… Oh that, he would remember. As for the death dragon part, Zaphkiel could only agree, since it was quite an obvious and a deserved title, as for simple example what the beast had done to his vampire clan and family…
Really, Zaphkiel was too full of pride to be called pet like this…it was an outrage, to him. He was far from being the submissive type, and being put in such a situation nourished a profound desire for the vampire to strangle the other male right now. Feeling like his strength was back, now that the poison was gone, Zaphkiel gritted his teeth and stood straight, having some lose in his chains, and the taunting smile of Ryu, with the word ‘pet’ running over the vampire’s mind over and over again; Zaphkiel quickly pulled hard onto his chains, breaking them at the link closest to the wall and having Ryu not so far before him, Zaph took one of the long broken chains that were still attached to his wrists and he passed it – at vampire speed there even – around the dragon’s neck, pulling the man to him, starting to strangle him. “You’re done calling me pet. The name is Zaphkiel…and that from no family worth mentioning anymore, all thanks to you…”; said he, anger filling up his voice. Not that he really cared about his vampire family much, but it did affect his rank, the Von Drakens being no more…that, nagged him more. He then scoffed harshly, saying: “You were such a fool to think mere metal chains would hold me down…now just hurry up and die…!” He did chuckle briefly there, before adding: “Is that enough spirit for you, Crevan?!”; while pulling harder.-Zaphkiel-
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 12:29 pm
Crevan Ryu Kurochi A black dragon.... Ryu had stood within reach of the vampire, watching how he reacted, knowing the man would hate it when he kept calling him a pet. And in fact did hate it, that was fairly obvious with the look on his face. Raising an eyebrow at the vampire, he had expected him to do something, and seeing him standing now he figured that was the 'something' he was about to do. Not moving a muscle or making like he was going to run when the vampire moved after him. He felt the chain wrap around his neck, that ever annoying smirk not even faltering on his lips listening to the furious little bloodsucker. Chuckling a bit, he merely reached up and locked one of his hands tightly around the vampire's wrist of the hand that was holding the chain he'd been trying to choke him with, his claws extending a fair bit. "Yes that is quite enough spirit....as I said before you will be quite the entertainment for me...though....I suggest unless you want another dose of before running through your body, you had better let go." A devilish little look shot in the vampire's direction. "And I prefer Ryu..." As opposed to him calling him Crevan. ....with even blacker blood.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 12:20 pm
As Zaphkiel kept strangling the dragon, he couldn’t believe how this jerk was still keeping that freakin’ smirk up his lips! What would he have to do to have it gone this man’s face?! Why hadn’t he even at least tried to get away from the angered vampire…? He was strong, yes, but Zaph could still break his neck, no?!
Pulling harder on the chains, keeping the male against him still, the vampire started to wonder if he wasn’t better off into sending the man away and breaking his last chains that were at his ankles to make a run for it out of this bloody castle or not, before it would be too late…or was it already…?
Listening to Ryu as the man spoke even while having chains wrapped tightly around his very neck, Zaphkiel fidgeted ever so slightly at the dragon’s…suggestion. Realizing Ryu had locked one of his hands around his own wrist, the vampire loosened very lightly his hold around the man’s neck while staring at the claws that were extending fairly enough to be much threatening. “…Son of a b***h…”; he muttered angrily, not liking one bit being threatened, and soon Zaph was defying the devilish little look that Ryu shot at him with a pissed one. “And it would be ‘b*****d’, as far as I’m concerned.”; said he, as a reply to the man pointing out again that he preferred being referred to as ‘Ryu’. Zaph really didn’t give a damn; he didn’t plan on staying here any longer… Hence his sudden biting fiercely at Ryu’s hand to break himself free from the man’s grasp and once that was done, the vampire pushed the dragon away from him harshly, the chains soon loosening much and falling from the man’s neck to down onto the ground, but meanwhile Zaph broke his ankles’ chains and opted for a run for it, whether the other’s claws had scratched him or not, as if he was to be poisoned again, this time he wouldn’t let himself fall to his knees before being out of here… Though, one of Zaph’s wrists’ chains was still after its handcuff and was fairly long enough to be currently trailing on the floor…-Zaphkiel-
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 11:08 am
Crevan Ryu Kurochi A black dragon.... Ryu growled with Zaphkiel biting into his hand, though the male was as much a masochist as he was a sadist and ejoyed the pain, he retracted his claws and pulled his hand away, letting the vampire think he had gotten a bit of an upper hand in escaping the dragon...for the moment. Stepping back when he was pushed and felt the chains relax off his neck, he watched him run off. Smirking, Ryu took a step forward seeing the chain dangling off from Zaph's wrist.
Letting the vampire get as far as the front door, Ryu had shadowed through the estate and right behind Zaph, latching onto the chain at his wrist and yanked him back, once the vampire stumbled he wrapped the chain around pinning both arms to his side and pulled him back against him, holding him there struggling. Having Zaphkiel's back pressed to his chest, Ryu chuckled low and menacing leaning in close to the male's ear. "Such a fool little vampire...getting away from me you'll realize will not be that easy." ....with even blacker blood.
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 6:06 pm
Using his vampire speed once he’d passed his cell’s door to run through the castle, it didn’t take Zaphkiel long before being able to make his way back to the front door. He was about to grin when he’d almost set a hand forward to open the door, that his pointy ears twitched ever so slightly at noises behind him, such as the sound of that bloody chain left to this wrist being latched by no other than Ryu himself, and Zaphkiel, getting yanked backwards, stumbled some before being wrapped by the chain he had yet to get rid of, and ended with his back against the dragon’s chest. Growling irritably, cursing how the male had inevitably shadowed to into his back, Zaphkiel tried getting away, struggling, though he did become still a moment as Ryu chuckled and spoke to his ear in a way that could have had sent a chill down the vampire’ spine if he hadn’t been so pissed. “Tsk. I don’t know what you intend on doing with me, but-” then, suddenly, Zaphkiel finally tasted the dragon’s blood that he had gotten on his fangs when biting the male's hand earlier. What the… The vampire then went still and spoke no more. In fact, which Ryu couldn’t see just now, was how Zaphkiel flushed considerably, his eyes turning flashy red, and he even had to hold back a slight pleasured groan. What had caused all of this to the vampire was the shadow dragon’s dark blood and it’s ever so exquisite taste…one that had no equal, to Zaphkiel’s eyes. How could it be? And plus, what he’d just tasted was in so little quantity…how would the vampire react if he was to feed directly over the male? It was tempting…but unrealizable at the moment. So, not wanting Ryu to see how…excited he was, Zaphkiel even lowered his chin, looking to the floor, wishing he was anywhere else right now over being trapped by the other male again.-Zaphkiel-
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 3:23 pm
Crevan Ryu Kurochi A black dragon.... Ryu raised an eyebrow as he had listened to Zaph's protesting or whatever it was intended to be, since the vampire had stopped part way into his remark, so the dragon male had no idea what he was going to say. Holding the vampire as he had been, Ryu thought he could have felt something close to a shudder or what almost was one, it seemed the male was holding back whatever that reaction was. And of course he wondered what it was to. While he thought on that he spoke up, "Well...anyway I believe we have wasted enough time...I'll be taking you to the room you'll now be staying in." His hands gripping tightly onto him along with the chain pulling him backwards as he walked toward the stairs and pulled him with him. The more he struggled he finally yanked him up off his feet and slung him over his shoulder, bringing him up the stairs to his room. A nice dark yet royal setting, kind of gothic, with dark reds around, and heavy black red velvet curtains across the balcony windows. His bed red dark coverings on it, plush and silk like. A large bedroom, fireplace, and various other furnishings, a type of couch, other chairs a table, further in the corner was the door led to the large bathroom, all marble. Set up against one of the walls were a set of chains. ....with even blacker blood.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 10:00 am
Not moving a muscle for a moment, Zaphkiel really was just much perplexed with how Ryu’s blood was affecting him the way it was. It only was when the other male spoke up that the vampire finally snapped out of his silent and still mode, as when hearing the other say how he believed they had wasted enough time, Zaphkiel frowned and at the mention of the room he’d be staying in, he couldn’t help but wonder: A room…? Thought the dungeons’ cell was it… Being pulled backwards, the vampire started struggling again, not liking to be treated like this, although if it was much useless to try getting away. It even got him to be yanked up and slung over Ryu’s shoulder while they went up some stairs. It only reminded Zaphkiel the first time he had ended in this position, though this time he couldn’t hit the male, which upset him deeply, enough for every bit of flush to leave the vampire’s face. “Why you…!” and he only struggled some more. Not yet taking a look around when they arrived to some room, as by now the vampire was furiously trying to bite at the man’s side though he failed at it, well the flickering light of the fireplace at least got his attention and only then did he look around with his still flashy red hues, struggling less. It was…neat, he had to admit. Somewhat better than what he had had as room over at his vampire clan’s place. “And why do I have a room to stay in…?”; he asked, having not yet realized the set of chains set up against one of the walls… The bed seemed cozy; at least that was a plus, he thought.-Zaphkiel-
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