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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 13, 2010 16:33:08 GMT -5
Dante arched a brow. "Never jerked off?"
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Post by Koops on Aug 13, 2010 16:37:28 GMT -5
"Oi! I just told you i'm not jerking off!" Nixx snapped and then huffed and undid the buckle on his pants, pulling his zipper down and showing Dante wear he was grabbing. "See this? Over the boxers, not in the boxers, and i'm not touching my dick at all." He snapped, still clenching onto the fabric of his undershorts as he glared at the other man.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 13, 2010 16:44:12 GMT -5
Dante stared at him with wide eyes before snorting out in laughter. "How the fuck does it warm you up to play with yourself through your boxers? Does it get you horny and your blood pumping or something?" Okay, he was just fucking with the man now. He laughed again before shrugging. "I don't wear boxers."
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Post by Koops on Aug 13, 2010 16:48:11 GMT -5
"Pfft, the heat radiates from my hand, to my boxers, my boxers heat my cock up, in a nice warm sort of way." Nixx sighed and rested his head back again, closing his eyes. "You don't wear boxers? Do you go commando, princess?" He asked idly, not bothering to do his pants up anymore and now just laying his hand there instead.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 13, 2010 16:54:13 GMT -5
"God dammit! How much longer are you going to call me princess?" He bit out. "Do I look like a fucking woman to you?! And for the love of god button your fucking pants back up!" He hissed out.
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Post by Koops on Aug 13, 2010 16:56:51 GMT -5
The man let out another laugh, he couldn't help it. "I'll stop calling you princess when you stop acting like one." Nixx opened his eyes again so he could see the hybrid, he smirked a little. "Come over here and suck my cock." He demanded, motioning for Dante to come over there. "This is what I want as my reward for winning the bet."
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 13, 2010 17:05:07 GMT -5
Dante's face turned to one of pure and utter shock. You know those cartoons where the wold's jaw falls to the floor and his eyes pop out of his head? Yeah, he was sure that that was how he looked at that moment.
"First of all the only one acting like a princess right now is you, queer. And secondly, if I were to suck your cock I'd bite the god damned thing off." He bit out angrily.
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Post by Koops on Aug 13, 2010 17:10:40 GMT -5
Nixx started laughing hard again and sat up. "I was just kiddin' anyways." He had wanted Dante to come over there and kneel down. Nixx had been planning on giving the man a nice knee in the face. "Good thing you didn't fall for that because the insuslts would have been endless." He murmured, thinking about all of the words he would have been able to call the man.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 13, 2010 17:12:44 GMT -5
Dante grumbled darkly before taking another swig of tequila and glaring at him. "Anyone ever tell you you have a fucked up sense of humor?"
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Post by Koops on Aug 13, 2010 17:16:12 GMT -5
"Yup!" Nixx nodded as he did up his pants, completely cheerful. "I guess I should go, i'm not supposed to be drinking if I have to go to work the next day and if I stay here any longer I might want to get wasted." He got up from the bed, stretching, his bones cracking and groaning in protest.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 13, 2010 17:32:03 GMT -5
Dante grinned. "Aw, scared you're going to get into trouble? I understand." He teased. "Pretty sure you were going to break my bed anyway, with your fat ass."
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Post by Koops on Aug 13, 2010 17:35:40 GMT -5
"I don't have to work the day after tomorrow, so i'll be back... And remember that I won the bet, princess." Nixx stuck his tongue out at Dante and then flipped him the middle-finger before he left the other man alone.
It wasn't as if Nixx hadn't noticed the other mans arousal when they had both been back at the garage wrestling around. Oh, he'd noticed it, and that was one of the few reasons why Nixx had actually gotten off of him and let him stand up in the first place.
The alphywn walked out of the bar and out onto the street, going to his bike. He wished he could drink right now, it would have been nice too, but he wasn't allowed, the boss would fire his ass if he cam eto work hungover or drunk one more time.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 14, 2010 3:27:56 GMT -5
Dante walked downstairs, glancing towards the bar and seeing that Sadie had arrived to work. He saw as she motioned him over and walked to her, hopping on a barstool and taking the beer that she handed him with a smile.
"Well, you're looking much better." She said with a grin, looking him from head to toe.
"Yeah, well someone almost drained themselves giving me blood." He muttered in gratitude.
She waved it away easily. "It's the least I could do for a fellow blood sucker."
Dante nodded in silence, lighting up a cig.
"I know you've kept the secret for two years and I appreciate that."
She shrugged. "Ain't my business to tell, I figure." She cocked her head to the side, staring at him a moment. "How's Nixx doing? He might have saved your ass but he was a bit banged up too."
"He was in just earlier. He's fine."
She leaned her chin on her palm with a dreamy sigh that really irked the man.
"He's strong. Really strong. The things I seen him do in that basement had my blood running."
Dante resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Yeah, well he's a fucking mythological creature. Of course he's strong."
Sadie grinned. "Am I sensing a little jealousy?"
Dante snorted. "Bullshit."
Sadie only grinned again. "Well, I have to think of some way to thank the two of you." She added a little wink at the end and Dante grinned.
"Well let me know when you do. I'm out of here."
He stood, setting the now empty bottle on the bar and left. He walked around back and got on his bike, starting the engine and racing into the streets. He rode a good hour away from the bar before he entered the next town. He pulled up at a familiar hotel and hopped off his bike, walking inside the office and getting a room.
He then entered his room and sat down on the bed, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. Six oclock. He had to wait at least another four hours. This is the part he always hated. The waiting. With a deep sigh he grabbed the tv remote and turned the thing on before climbing onto the bed and resting his head against the head board. Hoping the time would pass fast.
-4 HRS LATER-
Dante parked his bike on the curb, pulling his helmet off and tucking it under his arm. He swung one long leg around his bike and stood, glancing around him.
He was in the worst parts of the city. The parts that were filled with nothing but whores, drug dealers, and thugs.
He glanced up at the dimly glowing neon sign that read El Diablo before heading towards the bar.
"Hey babe." He glanced to his side to see a hooker trailing him, her sunken in face and protruding eyes screaming starvation. He bypassed her and watched her literally pout in despair.
He entered the bar, glancing around at the familiar grunginess and the familiar demons inhabitating it.
El Diablo was a strictly demon bar. So the fact that a were/vampire was now it in caused quite a lot of the inhabitants to turn at sneer to him. Like always he bared his fangs in warning at them, and like always the bartender barked out at everyone to stand down.
Dante walked up to the male demon, who had one of his horns broken off. The man arched a brow at him. "Didn't expect to see you so soon after last time."
"Yeah, well it's not like I have any other options."
"True dat." The demon said with a nod, his creole accent thick. "Divinius be in back."
Dante nodded at the man and made his way towards the back, pushing by a totally corny door made of hanging beads and entered the back area. He passed the room that was filled with demons having sex and walked even deeper, passing through two more doors until he entered a short hallway where a demon stood guard over a door at the end.
The large man nodded his head in greeting. "Dante. Boss is waiting."
"Of course he is." Dante muttered and entered the room as the demon stepped aside.
He entered the room which was filled with the dimly glowing light of various candles. The room was bare except for a chair made from bone that was more of a throne than actual chair. There were two demons on each side of it, one man and one woman. But it was the man sitting in the chair that caught all his attention.
He had dark, midnight black skin and white eyes. Two large black horns spiraling towards the ceiling. The man motioned for Dante to step forward and he did so hesitantly, glancing down at the symbol written in blood that stopped anyone from doing harm while standing within it.
Divinious couldn't afford another assassin attempt.
"Dante. I can't say I wasn't expecting your arrival."
Dante rolled his eyes. "Yeah, cut the all knowing bull shit and let's just get down to business."
The man burst out into laughter, looking at the male bodyguard at his side with a grin. "This is why I like him." He then turned back to Dante, his frown falling away. "You know the price for information."
Dante gritted his teeth but nodded. As the man motioned signaled the female bodyguard forward he stiffened, but eventually held out his arm.
The woman drew a knife from the confines of her jacket and in one quick sweep slashed Dante's wrist.
He didn't even flinch he was so used to it.
She quickly held a chalice under the spill until it was filled, which was, ironically, the exact same time the wound closed.
Dante whipped the blood on his jeans before looking up and watching the woman hand the chalice to Diviinous.
He had to clench his hands at his side as the man tipped the chalice back and drank his blood.
His eyes flashed a faint red before he sighed deep. "Why is it that you're blood is so irrestiable?" He mused aloud and Dante shrugged.
"Shouldn't you know that? Being all seeing and shit?"
The man snorted. "All seeing does not mean all knowing, boy." He handed the chalice back to the woman before turning to him. "In the next two days there will be a fight held an hour out of the city. It's in a small town called Grovepark." The man quickly relayed the address to Dante and he scorched it into his brain so he wouldn't forget. "Now go." The demon waved a clawed hand, dismissing Dante.
He bit back a smart remark and turned, leaving the room and walking to the bar.
"Hey, how about making me a burger." He told the bartender and the man nodded.
Dante left the bar with the burger in a box and tucked under his arm. As he approached his bike the Hooker came up to him once again, like he knew she would.
"Sure you don't want to change your mind?"
He shoved the food in her hands. "Here, find somewhere to sit and eat it before you're caught." He bit out at her. The woman stared down at the food with wide eyes before tears actually came to her eyes. He grunted and turned from her, but she had already scurried away to some dark spot.
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Post by Koops on Aug 19, 2010 13:03:59 GMT -5
FF - Two Days Later
Nixx had just rode up to the bar and parked his bike, his eyes were half-lidded and tired but he was cleaner than he had been in a long while. He muttered a couple of choice curse words as he nearly tripped, he scratched his neck absently and walked into the bar.
He was drunk already, he'd woken up that morning and cracked a beer and after that he;d gotten himself wasted. Now it was later and he was still completely pissed, he was surprised he'd made it to the bar without getting into an accident.
Well, he always had been able to drive better when under the influence of drugs.
Nixx yawned and took a seat at the bar counter and ordered himself a drink, he was beginning to get used to this place, though he missed his regular bar. This bar was too... Young, for his tastes.
His other bar was full of old bikers, rock music, pool tables and cigarettes, he hadn't been there in a long while and now he was beginning to yearn to go back there.
Maybe one of those days he'd make Dante go with him there and they could play a game of pool or something like that.
Nixx shrugged the idea off and took a sip of his beer, his eyes closing.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 19, 2010 13:16:12 GMT -5
((gahhhh ive been waiting to get bak to this! yays!))
Dante braced his hands on either side of the mirror, staring at himself in silence. He had made sure to feed tonight; had drank at least three bags of blood that he kept stashed under his floor boards. His skin seemed to glow. At they're strongest; which meant they're fullest, a vampire was really a thing to behold. They seemed inhumanly beautiful, soft, angelic even.
Though seeing as Dante was only half he wasn't as etheral as most when they were on a full belly. Still, his tanned skin was flushed and softly glowing; his hair glossy black and thick. Dante glanced down at his nude body. The blood even worked there. Though he was never really skinny, he wasn't built like a god damn person that lived at the fucking gym either. Now his abs were more defined, more contrasted against the surface of his skin.
His eyes seemed to glow an unholy black; and while they were always dark brown, there was a strange light behind them now that usually wasn't there.
It was amazing, really. Hell, even a strange, sweet scent lingered on you're skin when you were at you're strongest. It was meant to lure in victims; but Dante had no need of it.
Becoming a vampire, the perfect form of plastic surgery.
Pushing away from the mirror he walked to his room, his booted feet making a soft thud. He grabbed his black tee from the bed and pulled it over his head, it's form fitting tight on his body. He then grabbed his leather jacket and shrugged it on; leaving it unzipped for the moment.
This was it. Tonight was the night. He was sure that this would be the one. He had a good feeling about this one.
Tucking a pack of cigs in his breast pocket he walked down the stairs.
He needed a shot before he left. Something to put him in a zen mood.
As he approached the bar he saw Nixx there and for a moment paused, for some reason the memory of him becoming aroused when he and the other man had been fighting slamming in his brain.
He shook his head gently with a frown.
It had been because of the blood. Just the blood.
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