Starving Artist (Invite)

[Adelita (DELETED 5973)]

It was rare that one of their kind, pegged the Mexican woman for being one of their kind, given the whole looking alive thing and lack of fangs. Most of who you talked to would say it was more a curse than a blessing, but a rare few envied the woman for looking so alive and so human. It was a toss up with Adelita depending on the night with the woman, but she started liking the curse or blessing more and more when surrounded by humans. They never shied away from her and Lita felt at ease with them, though she always felt at ease in large grounds.

The woman simply smiled in a coy manner, not denying or admitting anything yet, but found herself laughing when he suggested, or asked how she felt about biting. Not positive how to reply at first, Adelita's two shoulders rolled in a sort of dismissive shrug, believing he had meant how did she feel about biting him? She had never been asked that, but Lita was the sort of woman that would do pretty much anything, due to her confidence about her physique, good lucks and sexual prowess. "I'm more than willing to try anything at least once. As long as it's fun all around." Adelita felt the knuckles of Adley's rub across her neck, and it was then she realized he was asking if she minded being bitten.

"Sounds positively kinky." The Mexican woman said as she leaned her head in the direction of the back of Adley's closed hand that rested on her neck. "And right up my alley." While Adelita might not know what Adley actually meant when it came biting (i.e. the whole feeding thing), but if it was a good time in any aspect, she wouldn't turn it down. "Are we leaving?" Her brown eyes boldly focused on Adley. Really, it was up to him if they stayed and found some place private, or left for the ideal privacy he might want or require in this sort of situation. She wouldn't do ANYTHING right here on the dance floor, but the small patio outside, bathroom, or any sort of nook with few people could work too. It wouldn't be the first time she had been in public doing something slightly risque.

[Adley Reed]

Adley nodded.

Although he was certain that when he’d bit random vampires in the past, it had been the vampires themselves who’d submitted his name to bounty rather than any ill-wishing witnesses, he didn’t want to take any chances. Although he had the evidence of those who’d taken him down, he didn’t yet know what to do with it; the copies of the video were hidden in numerous different places, but he was one man and they were many. Besides which, there was a bitterness that kept him from doing much of anything. It was like tar around his willpower, his inspiration sapped.

The darkness lasted only a few seconds before his thoughts and intentions reached for the future. The immediate future. Not the days or months, but the minutes and hours. Adley should have been wary but he had to believe that this woman was just after a little bit of fun; she was into kink, and that was something that he could work with.

And so he’d nodded. Yes, they were leaving. Going where? Should he take her back to his place? Though he’d only had biting on his mind, now he wondered whether he couldn’t get a little more out of it. He was a man, wasn’t he? He had all the same wants and desires of any other, and was just as susceptible to having his actions guided by his lusts.

Blood first, though.

He wrapped his hand around the woman’s waist and led her toward the exit. Home wasn’t too far away. It was a meagre home, but it was his, and it served his purposes. Normally he’d done this kind of thing while drunk, but he couldn’t get drunk anymore, or ever again. If he was drunk this time, it was on the thought of being fed; something fresh and alive, rather than the healing he could do on himself. It wasn’t at all satisfactory.

Outside, he sucked the crisp air into his lungs.

”We can go to my place,” he said, his voice sounding almost muffled and quiet after the thumping loudness of the club.