Hunt/ed [Closed] - Printable Version

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RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - megs - 07-28-2018

Hands in her hair were urging her to look up at him. She lifted her face away from his chest, just enough to peek up at him. They both knew he couldn't have moved her had she not wanted to be moved. She pouted up at him, looking torn in her decision despite his reassurance.

Owen crushed her against his body as he bent to kiss her again. In any other circumstance she would have been content to just kiss him. If she were human. If she weren't starving. He smelled good, and even this taste of him was intoxicating. She placed her hands on either side of his face, as she pulled her mouth away from his. "I'm not going to hurt you," she promised. Her thumb drew small circles over the stubble on his jaw as she forced him to look down at her. "I won't hurt you," she repeated, but this time she compelled him to believe it. "You'll enjoy it."

She kissed his mouth again, releasing his face as she did so. She kissed his jaw and his chin. She kissed the space beneath his ear. It wasn't lips that met his neck, that place just above the curve of his shoulder, but teeth. Sharp and elongated and piercing through his flesh with ease. Julianna exhaled slowly through her nose and closed her eyes as she drank from him. He tasted better than she ever could have imagined, and immediately she felt better. Different. More powerful. she could feel a the wound in her shoulder healing, and a warmth return to her skin with stolen vitality.

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - saronym - 10-18-2018

Even though he kissed her to encourage her, there was a persistent gnaw of anxiety in the pit of his stomach. It faded when her thumb passed over his cheek. It was as if she’s spread the compulsion on him like a cream, spreading a calm warmth through her thumb over his cheek that fell suddenly over his body like a curtain.

She kissed her way to his neck and his whole body relaxed, except for the hand at the back of her head. He knew where she was going with her lips but he trusted her. It was a perverse trust though. Not his own really. She could have been clawing his intestines out and he’d have believed it didn’t hurt and that it was enjoyable. And that was just because she’d compelled him to believe it was so.

Even though that was true, he wasn’t thinking it. He wasn’t thinking about anything but the new gnawing in his stomach which wasn’t fear now but anticipation. She’d promised enjoyment. He lifted his chin granting her access to his neck

She bit him and it did hurt enough that it caused him to gasp but the pain of the bite didn’t bother him at all. He didn’t care. It turned quickly into a sweet, throbbing ache like when he had an erection that hadn’t been tended to. It felt better than he’d thought it would. He lost track of everything. Lips parted and head tilted back, he held the vampire against him though she didn’t need him to. He would have let her drink until his vision turned to black. He trusted that she wouldn’t hurt him; and she wasn’t. In a way it was freeing to not be his own but to be entirely hers. Even if it was probably dangerous, he liked the feeling.

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - megs - 11-09-2018

Julianna could have killed him.

There was something in the back of her mind, dark and primal, and almost instinctual that suggested that she did kill. He was warm, and he was willing, and he tasted so good. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt the was stretched over his stomach. She held onto him, but it wasn’t like she could get closer, her body pressed tight to his.

And it wasn’t like he was trying to get away.

Despite the nagging her brain that insisted he was just a meal, she pulled away from him. Vampire bites in movies and TV were always so messy, running off their chins and spilling from the wound, but Julianna had not wasted a single drop. The only indication of the act was the slight red tint to her fangs and teeth and the two neat punctures holes in Owen’s neck.

Similarly, to giving blood at a hospital, there was usually a phase of lightheadedness. Perhaps nausea, disorientation if he hadn’t eaten, which she didn’t bother to ask. Suddenly, they were at the couch. Before he could register her strength and speed she had moved him. She was feeling the benefits of her full powers now, all amped up on human blood.

Julianna helped Owen out of his jacket, before lowering him onto the couch. “Are you okay?” she asked quietly, looking down at him for just a moment before inviting herself to take a seat in his lap. She perched herself on his thighs, curling up against his chest. “Did I hurt you?”

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - saronym - 11-18-2018

In a sort of post-fed-on daze, Owen was rushed to the couch whisked along by the super-human strength of the vampire that had fed on him. It wouldn’t have mattered if he didn't want to go but it was nice to sit down. That made his head feel a little less swimmy. He felt somewhat lightheaded but also a bit confused about the experience.

“A little.” He admitted as his fingers probed the wound at his neck. Now that he was coming out of the effect of compulsion and the heat of the moment had calmed he noticed an ache and throb at the wound. The skin felt hot to the touch and angry. He felt warm blood leak out onto his fingers. “I didn't mind though. It didn't hurt in a bad way?” He added somewhat absentmindedly as he rubbed his thumb and index together smearing the little bit of blood over his fingers.

He left the wound alone and dropped his hands to her hips as if just then noticing she was in his lap. He pulled her a little closer to him, locking his hands behind her back. “I liked it more than I thought I would.” His lips curled a bit with the admission.

“I feel exhausted though.” He said dropping his cheek to the top of her head and resting it there.

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - megs - 06-11-2019

Julianna brushed some of the strands of hair away from his forehead. She knew it was hard for him to admit that he had enjoyed the experience. She knew it was hard for him to admit that he enjoyed anything about he experience with her. She nestled her head against his chest, red eyes casting a glance over to where Antoinette was snuggled into the bed that she had purchased for her.

Pricking her index finger on one of her teeth, she raised her head and offered it to him. "A little bit of my blood will take care of those wounds. Make you feel a bit better, too."

It wasn't as if Julianna wasn't just as conflicted to be spending time with him. He was a vampire hunter, who seemed to struggle with impulsive. What if he suddenly changed his mind and turned on her? She felt as if she was caught between several rocks and hard places. She had claimed him in front of Elliot and Eden and now she had a responsibility to keep him safe from them. There was also the question of how she felt about him, and furthermore how he felt about her.

"Do you want to stay here, tonight? Or are you ready to go home?"

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - saronym - 06-11-2019

Owen opened his mouth and leaned forward to take her finger in his mouth. A spot of metallic on the tongue. Just a taste of her blood was all he allowed himself before he pulled back leaving her finger to herself. A feeling of revitalization washed over him. It wasn’t as rich as when he drank more deeply from her wrist and this time it didn’t have the potent intoxication. It was just a droplet.

He leaned back against the couch and sighed.

Antoinette yelped quietly in her sleep. Her legs twitched in a dram run.

That was a good enough excuse for him.

“I don’t want to wake her.” His voice lowered to a whisper. “If you’re inviting me…I’ll stay.”

He lifted the vampire off his lap and stood. Though she didn’t need his help, he offered her his hand to pull her up. He draped his arm lazily around her shoulders, and pulled her into his side. It wasn’t his house, but he guided her to her own bedroom anyway with his arm around her shoulders like a happy couple on a stroll. Maybe her blood had gotten him just the slightest bit high.

There was no timidity as he stripped down to his underwear leaving his clothes in a pile on her bedroom floor. Owen then sprawled out on top of the covers and shaded his eyes with his forearm. He felt completely drained but there was itch of insomnia anxiety at the back of his mind. He dropped his arm to the bed and studied her for a moment.

“Hey would you -- um -- do you think you could -- you know what, nevermind. Forget I said anything.” He started pulling back the covers and working his long legs under them. Claimed a pillow and generally made himself comfortable.

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - megs - 09-04-2019

The vampire couldn't help but giggle at how easily he moved her around and lifted her up. She was so small compared to him. He pulled her against him as they walked and she wrapped and arm around his back as he lead her through her apartment and into her bedroom.

They both stripped down and climbed into bed. Julianna didn't sleep so it was mostly for the comfort of laying next to him. He was always so warm and smelled good. She felt protective of him in a way, and she liked watching over him as he slept. Julianna perked when he started to ask her for something, sitting cross-legged on the bed and waiting for him to settle before she got all snuggled in as well. She touched his face gently, turning it so he was looking at her. "Good night," she said softly. she didn't make it obvious that she was compelling him. "Get some sleep, okay?"

Owen left in the morning and took Antoinette with him. The fear that they wouldn't return had left her overnight. He kissed her before they left; like a good bye. She liked that part.

She let him be in the following days. They had some appearances to keep and Julianna didn't want Owen to feel like she was smothering him. Even though she did miss him and wanted to spend more time with Antoinette. She felt childish pangs of jealousy as she thought about them paling around without her. They did text occasionally.

She wondered if he was still out hunting other vampires in his free time. She wasn't worried about Eden and Elliot messing with him since said had publicly claimed him. Even though the statement wouldn't hold up to closer inspection.

It was on the third night without him that the vampire was up to her old tricks. She dressed herself up in revealing lace teddy with a neckline that plunged to her navel and stockings with garters and posed cutely on the floor in front of a full mirror. She pouted at the camera and held her hair up with one hand and looked entirely too inviting.

You should take me out, tonight she wrote across the image in the glowing pink cursive font before sending it off to him over Snapchat.

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - saronym - 11-18-2019

Owen was beginning to feel panicked that he would never get a good night sleep without his vampire… girl - friend (?) compelling him to. After sleeping soundly and resting well at her apartment, he spent three miserable nights tossing around in his own bed, unable to find rest. It didn’t help that the hunter guild came looking for him. His absence had raised some alarms so he was left putting facetime in with them instead of sleeping. He’d even half-heartedly staked a vampire which left him in a malaise of guilt and confusion.

He kept thinking about her.

She wrote sorry words on cute sticky notes and thwarted pedos in her spare time.

His whole perspective on right and wrong seemed flipped and his heart wasn’t in the cause anymore.

It was before sunset on the third day, he was taking a ‘nap’ which meant he was laying awake staring at his ceiling listening to Antoinette lick her paws. His phone buzzed with a notification. His new phone. The only contacts he had in it were her and a few of his hunter contacts and his sister. That was it.

And it was her. He sat straight up in bed when she saw the image. When it disappeared he held down the message box again waiting for it to allow him to look at it again. He wanted another hit.

She wanted him to take her out. She looked like she didn’t want to go anywhere. She looked like she wanted to go straight to bed with him. Her expression made the whole picture. Her lip was pouting but her eyes were red demands staring straight into the mirror.

He laid back down and took a picture of himself from the perspective of his cock. A view up the length of his bare torso to him staring down at the camera. A perspective she might appreciate. Show me from the back. He wrote over the photo. He grinned when he sent it imagining her on her hands and knees on the floor trying to get the best angle to entice him.

He got up to take a shower and set himself into some kind of order.

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - megs - 11-30-2019

Julianna lounged on the floor in front of the mirror, waiting for Owen to reply to her. Her feet kicked back and forth in the air, head resting in her hands as she watched the icons change in the app. The little red arrow went hollow indicating that he had opened it. She grinned, imagining his reaction to her sexy invitation. He snapped her back and she popped up on to her knees. Scooping the phone up.

She tapped the message and grinned. She did like the view and she wanted more of it. More of him. His image came with instructions as well and she followed them. Julianna's pose was predictable. Hair over one shoulder, the curve of her ass was most of the view. Revealing the backless teddy and the cheeky cut of the matching panties. Dark garters cut across brown skin to the tops of her stockings with their lacy filigree.

While she waited for another reply she dressed herself. Julianna sent another snap in the interim. This time she was dressed in high-waisted black jeans with shining gold buttons and a blood red blouse that matched her eyes and showed off her cleavage and the straps of the naughty lingerie underneath. A little peek.

Let's get dinner. Are you hungry?

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - saronym - 12-06-2019

Owen’s screenshot of her second picture would be sign enough to her that he approved. Saving the image for later. The highest of digital compliments. He returned the favor once he was out of the shower, changing the perspective of his own photo. Where before it was a view from below up, this one was a view from above down. His face was cut out of it this time, just a display of his torso. His modesty only checked by a very low hanging midnight blue towel. Low enough to show he was a true blonde if the trail of light colored hair was any sign. He was aware it was nearly the same photo but he would argue it was much harder for a man to get creative about suggestive photos. Short of sending her a picture of his erect dick, what else could he give her than his face and torso?

What should we do?

He typed over the image. Suggestive but not pushy.

While he waited for her response, he dressed in dark jeans, a grey henley, and a fitted leather jacket. He clicked his tongue and whistled for Antoinette. Julianna would want to see the pup.

The latest Snap confirmed what Owen seemed to already know: she looked just as good dressed as she did undressed. Rather unbelievable. The red shirt was a reminder of what she was. And he didn’t mind. The deadly peril of hanging out with a vampire was somewhat dampened by the fact that she was so sweet but it didn’t rob him of the thrill that he was tasting of a forbidden fruit.

She was suggesting food first which made him wonder... was she going to eat? He always thought food made vampires sick, but he was kind of uneducated on the topic. But he was amenable to food before whatever else they would get up to. Apparently she wanted to be romanced some before she let him fuck her.

He snapped her back a picture of Antoinette on the passenger’s seat of her car.

omw I say tacos.

He left his car along the street side parking a few blocks away from her apartment. Owen was paranoid enough that he would get caught engaging in a tryst with a vampire that he took precautions to avoid his car being linked to her building. He and Antoinette walked the rest of the way, which gave her a chance to sniff and pee.

He looked over his shoulder as he took the stairs to Julianna’s door and knocked. He pulled the collar of his leather jacket close and seemed to hunch inside. If they were about to go out in public together, he needed to get over the fear of being spotted with her. He rolled his shoulders and tried to look relaxed for when she opened the door.

Owen let Antoinette charge towards Julianna and he stood back smiling. “Hey gorgeous.”

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - megs - 01-02-2020

The door swung open and revealed the smiling vampire on the other side. Even with fangs highlighted by wine-red lipstick on display she looked more adorable than she had any right to for something that was supposed to be called a monster. She had added ankle boots to her outfit, but they had no heel and did nothing for her height. Julianna was still downright miniscule compared to Owen.

Julianna knelt so Antoinette could scamper into her open arms. She laughed as the dog whined how happy she was to see her and wiggled her bottom half back and forth in absence of a tail.

She would have blushed at the compliment if she could. She giggled instead, looking away from him bashfully as she curled a lock of hair behind her ear. "Hey," she said simply. Her eyes darted to his face again as she stood. Snapchat seemed to make her bold. She wrapped Antoinette's leash around her wrist. "So, tacos?" she asked. There was a hopeful look on her face. Julianna was thinking that a kiss would go well with his charming greeting, but she didn't push him.

"The food trucks gather a few blocks away to catch the bar crowd. We could walk together? And take Antoinette?"

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - saronym - 01-03-2020

If Owen didn't know any better, he would have thought that he was making an old vampire woman feel bashful. Julianna seemed content to handle walking Antoinette, so Owen relinquished the leash to her.

"Yeah, tacos." He ushered her from her doorway on to the porch with a sweep of his hand around her shoulders and towards him. There was a wishful tilt to her chin as she looked up at him. He bent and pressed a casual kiss against her mouth.

"Let's walk." He agreed. He tucked one of his hands into his jeans pocket and escorted her along with his other hand between her shoulders.

"How've you been?" Owen asked of the past few days they hadn't seen each other or spoken. "I haven't slept since I last saw you." He admitted suddenly before he thought to keep that fact to himself.

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - megs - 01-08-2020

As if reading her mind, Owen leaned down to kiss her and she smiled when he stood straight again.

He released Antoinette into her custody, but if he had expected her to actually walk the dog he was mistaken. She bent down quickly, to haul the pup into her arms. The dog was content to be toted around like a baby. Paws and belly in the air, tongue hanging out of her mouth as she panted with excitement.

Julianna liked the way he put his hand on her. Leading her without being too pushy or impatient. Like he just wanted to touch her and nothing else.

The vampire didn't know that he had been feeling self-conscious about possibly being seen entering her apartment. She didn't think that any other hunters knew where she lived, so it didn't occur to her. They walked out together into the autumn night. It was darker earlier now, which Julianna appreciated. It was colder now, especially with the breeze coming off of the ocean but she didn't notice.

"I've been okay, but a little bored. I kinda feel lonely when you and Antoinette are gone." She tried to sound chipper. Julianna didn't admit that her fridge was currently empty. She'd been appropriately rationing, and saved the last of her stash for inviting him out that evening. She wanted to be properly fed to she could enjoy some time with him.

Julianna bounced to dog in her arms, rearranging her to be more accessible, as someone cooed about how cute she was an asked if they could pet her. When the stranger moved on, Julianna glanced up at Owen. "I guess that means you should just stay with me then," she grinned up at him to indicate the she was joking.

Even if she wasn't.

The smell of various fried meats and too sweet desserts hit her as they neared the block lined with food trucks, waiting for hungry bar patrons to stumble out.

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - saronym - 01-12-2020

Owen had not expected Julianna to literally carry Antoinette like a baby. He watched Julianna pick up the dog and cradle her like an infant. His laugh was clipped and breathy and he shook his head in disbelief.

"Okay then..." He said more to himself. He was more amused than anything although it did occur to him that this would not make it any easier to leash train Antoinette. She would get spoiled.

But that was fine... so long as Julianna was content to carry her.

They walked the few blocks towards the food truck gathering and Owen was quiet though not intentionally. "Oh really?" Was all he said about Julianna missing him when he wasn't around.

He didn't mean to come off cold. He was feeling watchful. Paranoid almost of the possibility of other hunters seeing him.

He stared perhaps too hard at the stranger who approached them to pet Antoinette. Maybe it was his unwelcoming presence that had them moving along so quickly.

She invited him to stay with her and Owen laughed nervously. It was a tense and clipped sound. He looked down at his feet. He took his hand back from her and shoved it into his pocket. Both hands hidden away in his Jean's. "Yeah, maybe... " He trailed off as they were nearing the trucks.

He'd all but spoiled the vibe.

"So, I wonder which has the best tacos." He mused as he began evaluating the menus posted on the sides of the trucks.

RE: Hunt/ed [Closed] - megs - 01-20-2020

Julianna didn't need any heightened senses to tell how uncomfortable Owen was. His standoffish demeanor was making the chilly night even colder. She didn't quite frown at him, but one corner of her mouth twisted with displeasure at his lackluster responses.

He took his hand away from her back and Julianna knelt to put Antoinette back on the ground. The pup immediately put her nose to the pavement to sniff the area, her nub of a tail shaking happily. Julianna pet Antoinette's back as she looked up at him. He too was searching the vicinity in his own way.

She stood up, not quite straight. Her shoulders hunched in her self-consciousness and disappointment. "You didn't have to go out with me if you didn't want to," she said to him. Not quite following when he moved to peruse some menus. Julianna wasn't entirely sure how she had misconstrued his intentions in their brief SnapChat conversation, but anything was possible.

"We could have... ordered take out or something."