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Post by Milk on Aug 3, 2010 15:13:45 GMT -5
Jenna clutched him tightly, pressing her body into his back as he sped into the road. Despite her hair being in a pony-tail, she felt it fly behind her...And felt something else. She didn't realize, for a moment, that she was tracing shapes into his chest. His muscular, chiseled chest. She flushed and stiffened a bit more, moving on to focus on something else. Her nose picked up on his smell, and she found herself smirking that it was on her now- that she had on the jacket and his scent would be all over her. She closed her eyes and inhaled more, grinning. Her finger began tracing again, only little circles this time...Jenna wanted to have some self-control over his allure. "This is fun!" she announced, grinning and lifting her head a bit. "How fast are we going? It feels like...I don't know, flying, I guess..." She'd never flown before. "Is this like flying? I've never actually flown before..." God, she was sure she sounded like a doofus. "Arent' you cold?" She asked, remembering why she was wearing his jacket. "You don't have a jacket on for wind protection..."
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 5, 2010 17:28:25 GMT -5
God damn did she have to keep running little circles around his chest?! Dante felt like pulling on the brakes and pulling her around to sit into his lap, then delving deep inside her heat. It was madenning; and he was glad for the amazing self control he had been showing lately.
As she began to talk he grinned. "Well I've never really flown before, don't really like it, I'm more of a land kind of guy. And don't worry about it, I don't really get cold, this wind feels pretty good to me right now, actually. How about you, you doing alright back there?"
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Post by Milk on Aug 5, 2010 17:34:16 GMT -5
((is the wind like a cold shower? lol))
Jenna smiled. "I'm good!" She answered cheerfully, her smile reaching her eyes. She pressed herself against him more, enjoying his body heat.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 5, 2010 17:43:23 GMT -5
((bahaha i guess so. :/ i guess it would b hard to get a hard on when you're balls are drawn up to the size of peanuts cause it's so cold haha))
Dante really wanted to close his eyes in that moment and just enjoy the feel of her body heat against his back. Which was really bad, seeing as how he was presently on a motorcycle and would most likely kill them both. Hey, he was good, but he wasn't that good.
So he was grateful when they finally pulled up at The Inferno. He parked his bike around the back of the bar and hopped off, putting an arm around Jenna's waist and pulling her off as well before sitting her on the ground. "We're here."
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Post by Milk on Aug 5, 2010 17:48:41 GMT -5
((lol. i can't remember jenna's dad's original name, so his new name is Zack...if he was even named before >>))
Jenna stumbled against him, her legs unaccustomed to that sort of seating position. She held onto his chest, flushed red, before balancing again. She grinned, looking as happy as a clam. "Okie, lead the way!" she said, smiling wider. She felt the jacket over, not quite ready to give it back, and stuffed her hands into its pockets- her hands were cold. "Your...jacket's very nice," she informed him, blushing again.
Zack Rema had just gotten Jenna's message. He was looking the bar up, and found the number. He was going to ask about the loft, how much it cost to rent, who else lived there, how safe it was, and most importantly, if a blind person could live there safely and successfully. He stared at a picture of it online, frowning deeply. It was a bar...His only child wanted to stay at a bar where surely there were other men like Edde- wife beaters and drunks...He wanted to put his foot down.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 6, 2010 4:37:47 GMT -5
Dante grinned, keeping his arm around her waist as he lead her through the back entrance and into the bar. "Thank you. I've had it forever. I can't seem to get myself to buy another even though it's pretty scuffed up and a bit holy in places." It had actually been a gift from his sister. Not wanting to dwell on dark memories he quickly thought of something else. Like the fact that the woman he wanted to fuck was going to be living right beside him now. But it wasn't only that, he would be able to protect her better now.
Feeling uncomfortable at wanting to protect her in the first place he stiffened slightly as he drew her the rest of the way into the bar. "So, you want to go have a chat with Zane now or do you want to relax a bit first?"
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Post by Milk on Aug 6, 2010 9:51:25 GMT -5
"Lets go talk to Zane now, because if we don't, I might not be able to stay here," she answered immediately. Her father would have a say in parts of this, and she usually tried compromising, but sometimes there was no compromising. Jenna knew if she talked first and agreed to a place, he had to agree with her instead of the vice.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 6, 2010 10:50:45 GMT -5
Dante nodded in understanding and lead her past the crowded dance floor, shooting dark glances at any man that dared look her way before walking down a short hall and approaching Zane's office. He lifted his hand and knocked. After the man had called back he pushed open the door and entered.
Zane looked up from a stack of paperwork on his desk and immediatly frowned at the sight of Jenna. Then his gaze lowered and his pale brow arched at the sight of Dante's arm around her.
"What can I help you with, Dante."
"Jenna wants to rent the loft across from mine." Dante said right to the point, directing Jenna to a seat and sat across from her.
Zane frowned once again. "Who is she?"
"Why does it matter? She's someone who wants to rent the loft. Isn't that enough?"
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Post by Milk on Aug 6, 2010 11:09:55 GMT -5
Jenna found herself seated and listening to the conversation. She finally spoke up. "I'm Jenna Rema," she said softly, hoping Zane at least recognized the last name for what it meant. She was glad Dante didn't, but if Zane didn't...Well, she wasn't sure what that would mean.
Zack was on his way to the bar. It was open, and chances were Jenna was on her way over as well. He didn't like the idea of her staying at a bar one bit, but maybe it was safer, since it was a nonhuman bar...Her ex would be less likely to wander in.
((because...damn it, dante should meet him <3))
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 8, 2010 9:53:54 GMT -5
Zane's eyes instantly widened before shooting to Dante. "I have to admit, this is certainly odd for you."
Dante shrugged, thinking that he was talking about being so attatched to a woman. Or at least one woman. "Whatever. Can she get the loft or not?"
Zane looked at Jenna a moment before speaking. "You're father knows of this?"
Dante snorted. "You know she is an adult. She doesn't need permission for everything."
Zane arched a brow before shrugging. "I just thought since she's-"
"Blind?" Dante cut him off. "Being blind doesn't make her helpless." Though isn't that what he even thought? Wasn't that why he was going to such an extreme to try and protect her?
Yes, it had to just be out of pity.
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Post by Milk on Aug 8, 2010 13:09:30 GMT -5
Jenna nodded. "He is on his way to check this place out, bu if I can have it I want a guarantee right now. Otherwise he can say no and pull me elsewhere," she answered. Jenna was definitely amused by their conversation, but also very worried. Dante honestly didn't recognize her name.
Zack pulled up finally and parked. He went inside and to the bar. "I need to speak to the manager," he said. He was very tall and muscled, and gave off a vibe of 'don't you fucking dare.'
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 8, 2010 13:17:01 GMT -5
((haha 'don't you fucking dare' love it.))
Zane sighed, looking back at Dante a moment before shrugging. "Sure, why not. It's yours." He reached behind his desk and grabbed a key before throwing it to Dante. "Though I must say I have no idea what to charge you for rent. Dante pays off his rent with his shows. I guess we'll have to figure it out."
Dante turned to her with a grin. "Congratulations, you have a loft."
Sadie was mixing a martini when Mr. Hot and Dangerous walked up to the bar. She was about to ask for his order when he instead asked for the manager.
Frowing she handed the dark fey her martini and watched her practically float away before seeing a warlock behind Mr. Hot and Dangerous signal for another bud. She grabbed a bottle and flipped it over the man's head, grinning when the warlock caught it before dancing away.
She lifted her arm and pointed to the back. "Go down that hallway and it's the first door on the left. Might want to knock first though, Boss hate's it when people barge in without permission." She shrugged with a crooked grin. "It's a control problem."
Getting back to business she began twirling bottles around and mixing once again.
((don't know why i introduced Sadie :/ i just like her lol))
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Post by Milk on Aug 8, 2010 13:20:36 GMT -5
((Lol ^^ Maybe a potential mrs for mr. hot and dangerous, lol? he's single!))
Zack nodded his head at the bartender. "Thanks," he muttered and walked from the bar and down the hallway. He found the door on the left and knocked solidly on it.
Jenna had just been smiling at Dante in excitement when she heard the knock, and froze. "Oh...shit...He got here quick," she squeaked out and slunk in her chair. She knew who was knocking, and she knew how he was going to treat Dante...Like at threat. "Dante....I feel I should tell you now, since...you can't recognize the name that my dad...is sorta...the....packleaderofthewolfpackinthecity," she said very quickly, looking anxious.
"I'm coming in!" Her dad announced, not caring whether he was invited in or not. He could smell his daughter in there with two males. One scent was familiar, since she'd had it on her the night before from the bar. He stepped inside and his eyes immediately shot to the key in Dante's hand. He let out a growl of irritation.
"Jenna," he huffed, eyes narrowed at his daughter. "Did you already agree to this...dump?"
Zack was huge. He towered over Jenna's average height by standing at 6 foot 4 inches. He and Jenna had the same brown hair, and had she been born with the ability to see, they would've had the same eye color- light, jade green. Her skin was creamier than his though, and her face was her late mother's. Actually, hair and eye color was all she got from him. Her mother was human, and blindness had run in that side.
"Yes," she answered, sitting up a bit and turning towards where his voice came from. "Dante heard about...what was going on and wanted to help out." She was trying to give him, Dante, some more good reputation before her father ripped into him.
His gaze went from his daughter to Dante then, and he gave him what Jenna's friends referred to as "the stare from hell." He looked over Dante's form- the white shirt, the pants, the shoes...He sniffed him too, frowning when he smelled cigarettes and alcohol.
"So you are Dante," he said, sounding like a disapproving father, but also irritated that he couldn't identify a pack. "...You are rogue?" he asked after a moment, stepping closer. Jenna stiffened when she heard him move closer and stood from her seat, moving her arms around slowly till she found her dad.
"Dad, he's good, okay?" she said, trying to get him to back off. This was a normal thing for her whenever he was introduced to someone she knew- the 'they're a good person, please don't kill them' game that Jenna usually lost. If it was girl, she sometimes won. "Please back o-"
He gently pushed Jenna back and stood nearly chest to chest with Dante. He had noticed her scent on him, but not how much was there until now. He glared at the man. "Keep in mind that she is my only daughter and family, and that I'm not afraid to hurt anyone who hurts her," he whispered to Dante, his voice deep and nearly mixing with a growl. Zack had gone nuts when her mother had died, but out of her death, he'd gotten a beautiful baby girl.
He finally acknowledged Zane. "How much is the rent. Name your price, it'll be paid," he snapped, quite irritated he hadn't really had much of a say in this matter. Jenna was happy he hadn't though, because his answer was obvious: no.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Aug 9, 2010 8:36:19 GMT -5
Dante glanced towards the door when the knock sounded and stood.
Oh shit, time to meet the daddy. He could already tell this wasn't going to go well. He seemed to have a bad image to parental eyes. Didn't know why. It wasn't like old people didn't drink and smoke and fuck either. Hypocritical bastards.
He had just braced himself for anything when Jenna's babble hit him. His gaze swung around to her in shock. "What did you just say?!"
Before he could get an answer her father walked in and the man's scent him him full force, causing his eyes to widen in disbelief. Holy. Fuck.
He was a wolf. And not just a wolf, a fucking pack leader.
Suddenly he realized why the man's name sounded familiar. It was one he had heard one night from a couple of lykos's. The fact that he could have forgotten something so easily made him dissapointed in himself; especially seeing as after he had heard of the man he had told himself to stay as far away from him as possible.
Dante abhored other Lykos. And the fact that Jenna's father was one caused great conflict within himself.
Wait....how could a human have a wolf father? Had she been adopted? He hadn't scented any wolf on her at all. What the fuck.
As the man began to speak he realized that he hated him that much more.
Typical Alpha with a superiority complex. All that 'holier than thal' bullshit really irked Dante to no ends.
Dante drew back his lips in a sneer and looked the man over in disgust much like he was doing to him. Dante closed the short distance, and when he said short he meant short; and looked the man straight in the eyes, unwilling to bow down to such an obvious turd.
"Nice to know we have one thing in common at least, cause I'd kill anyone that so much as looks at her the wrong way. And I mean anyone." He said, hoping he was getting his point across.
When the man turned to Zane and asked how much the rent was Dante didn't give him a chance to reply. "Three thousand." He said with a narrowed gaze. "Rent is three thousand."
Zane stared up at the two and with held a sigh. Seems like Dante hadn't known anything about Jenna's father being the Alpha of the city.
He almost wanted to laugh at the irony of it all.
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Post by Milk on Aug 9, 2010 9:13:21 GMT -5
Jenna heard Dante's comment, and then heard the rent. She started to stammer out something when her father huffed and said, "Done."
Zack stood near Dante for a few moments longer, all sorts of pissed radiating through him, when he finally drew away and turned to Jenna. "Where is this loft?" he asked her, figuring she'd already been in it once.
Jenna shrugged. "Upstairs...?"
Zack's eye twitched, irritated with her answer. She'd agreed to a place she hadn't been in?! How did she know if it was blind friendly, or friendly in general! He exhaled a slow sigh and shook his head, looking at Dante again. He had the key after all. There was a question on his face, but also a nasty reality he didn't want to deal with. You live here he was thinking.
"Dante was about to show me," Jenna said quietly, submissively.
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