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Post by Snowglobe18 on Dec 12, 2017 17:08:51 GMT -7
Katherine watches him and hopes that her voice is swimming around him. That he is really listening to her because of the fact that either way he's going to end up killing again, she needs him and she knows that he needs the blood because if the bunnies and other animals don't keep her full then it definitely doesn't keep him full and in the end this was all going to happen, this was going to end up bringing the both out of their clean state and into the darkness that just wants them to give in.
After a moment she sees the veins and his dark eyes and she grins once more when he asks where they start. "Not here, we still need a cover so the girls are going to have to survive" she admitted. "So we're going outside into the night and we're going to have so much fun that it's going to rain blood"
Katherine pats his chest and then waits for him for a moment before she heads out the door, Adrian with her. They hurry down the stairs and she waves to a few of the girls knowing that they're lucky to still be alive but they needed the cover, they still needed the money to be able to survive too. She laughs as they moved to the door and pulls it open before they go out into the night. Katherine knew that if anyone found out about this then it was going to be frowned upon but they needed to have fun, they needed to bring the rest of the humans under their control and now that she had flipped the switch then there was nothing stopping them.
She put her hands up in the air and then cheered before looking at Adrian and grinning once more. "Lets get this party started" she said and nodded before walking off in the direction away from the brothel. She knew that they had to be back before morning because Adrian didn't have a day light ring so it meant that he couldn't walk around like her.
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Post by Ray on Dec 12, 2017 18:10:04 GMT -7
The morning sun creeps in through the stained glass, murky and gray turned rose-gold across the backs of his working maids. They scrub at the floor with sponges and bleaching powder, soaking up the last remnants of the doorman's blood. The smell of lime and chloride fills his nostrils as he stands at the head of the stairs, hands in his pockets, body still and straight, and his upper lip curls a little in disgust. "Finish up," he orders, his voice carrying across the foyer. The girls work harder, transfixed, their hands cracked and stained and blistered.
He sighs out an irritated breath before turning, moving along the open hall of the upper hall, passing by dark baroque paintings of men and gods alike. Loosening the tie around his throat, he steps through an open doorway into his bedroom. It's neat and orderly, everything in its right place, nothing astray. The bed is made of black wood, polished to a shine and draped over with smoothly spread white duvet. He throws his tie down upon it, undoing the top button of his clean, pressed white shirt, and moves to stand in front of the vanity.
In the mirror, no reflection greets him. He does not even look towards it, tugging loose the red cuff-pins from his sleeves and dropping them down onto the surface. He hears the light patter of feet before the girl appears in his doorway, timid and bright-eyed.
"What." He says, his voice flat but threatening.
"You have two guests at your door."
"Send them away."
"It's Katherine, sir." The girl says, kneading her hands into her apron anxiously. A smile creeps to Drake's mouth as he lifts his chin, amusement finding its way to his features.
"Fine," he murmurs, rolling his white sleeves up once, "Let her and her guest in."
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Dec 12, 2017 18:34:13 GMT -7
Katherine had to admit that this really had been one of the best nights she's had. The two of them were out on a murder spree and if felt good to be able to have someone at her side. It was only when it had started getting light that she said about them heading somewhere that wasn't back to the brothel. She highly doubted that Jon was even worried about her after last night.
They came up to the estate and knocked before a maid let them in speaking about the fact that they would have to wait. She was pretty sure she saw her swallow hard as the maids eyes ran down her stained dress but if she did see anything then she didn't say anything to Katherine. "Humans" she said to Adrian and waited in the hall for the maid to come back and officially let them in.
Katherine had been here before the day before and it had been there that she had found out that she had murdered the woman and it had been from there that she hadn't really cared much after that. She had gone for a walk after getting home and that was when she had ripped into the old man but her and Adrian had been out all night spilling blood.
They went into a door on the right and found that it was huge. Katherine really liked this place and after Drake's offer the day before.. she was tempted to move in and out of the brothel but at the same time she didn't want to control her hunger she wanted it to run free. To go out and murder people for their blood, what was the point in keeping anyone pure? They might as well rip them all apart at least then the hunger might go away for a while.
"What do you think?" She finally asked Adrian and looked over at him who was just as covered in blood as she was.
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Post by Ray on Dec 12, 2017 18:56:56 GMT -7
The world feels like it's been turned on an axis, everything so bright, so loud, so needle-sharp. Adrian hasn't had this much blood all at once in more than a century, and it sends every sense in his body on overdrive. It's euphoric to the worst degree, amazing but terrifying, and all he wants is more. He barely even registers that they have arrived somewhere until a door opens and a young woman stands there in a typical English maid's uniform, her red hair tucked back into a bonnet, her eyes big and bright. He can hear the blood rushing through her veins, drowning out her voice and her invitation in, making it impossible to hear anything else. She quickly gets out of their way, scurrying back a few steps, fear coming off of her in waves.
Katherine leads him in, and he looks round at the walls and the paintings, knowing money when he sees it. They find themselves in a room off to the side, the walls lined in swords and shields, javelins and maces, daggers and axes. He winces at the last, an image flickering across the front of his mind of golden hair and disappointed eyes.
He rubs the heel of his trembling hand into his eye, stumbling away from Katherine to drop down heavily upon an ornate couch set against a wall beneath a large black flag, the cushions soft and smearing with blood as his hands drop down upon it. "Where are we?" He asks, a little out of breath, looking towards Katherine with furrowed brows. "What is this place?"
"It's my home," an unfamiliar voice breaks the humming in his ears, and Adrian turns his gaze towards the doorway of the room.
A tall man stands there, black hair swept back, black eyes looking him over with careful inspection. He's dressed down yet still more prim than them, his white suit shirt unbuttoned at the collar and rolled to his elbows, his black slacks pressed cleanly, his black shoes polished to a glow. He frowns a little at the sight of Adrian before looking towards Katherine.
"Two unexpected visits, two days in a row," he says almost with an air of fondness, inclining his handsome head to the side. "And you've been...busy."
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Dec 12, 2017 19:08:01 GMT -7
Katherine was going to answer Adrian's questions but they're answered by another voice and she looks over to the door to see Drake standing there. A smile pulls at her lips when he says about the fact that she had been there for two days in a row. Yesterday it had been about the fact he had been the only one she could talk too and today it was just so he could see everything. See how she has changed in the short time she had been here.
"We might have been busy but it felt good to drink human blood" she admitted and then looked down at the gown she was wearing and knew she had blood all over herself but she really didn't care. Didn't care if anyone saw her with it on there because those humans didn't matter the only thing they could give her was the blood that she so desperately wanted. "Oh where are my manners... that's right I don't have any" she smirked.
"Drake I would like you to meet my friend Adrian.. Adrian this is Drake" she said and looked between the two of them. "Adrian has been somewhat my charge for the last six hundred years and now we're both so heavily involved with killing humans" she gave Adrian a grin before looking back at Drake "I hope you don't mind that we came here, by the time we would've got home the sun would've been up and he can't walk in the sunlight like I can" she admitted and nodded.
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Post by Ray on Dec 12, 2017 19:25:09 GMT -7
Drake slides his hands into the pockets of his slacks, arching an interested brow at Katherine's sudden change in attitude. Twelve hours had clearly done their work on her, making her bold and presumptuous with all the confidence of someone who believes she is entirely in charge of her actions. A slight smile ticks at his lips. He flicks his black eyes back towards the man sitting upon the couch when Katherine introduces him, who looks like he might be sick. His face is pale and splashed with blood, hands coated, shirt stained, and yet he breathes irregularly, just as scared as he is elated.
Adrian looks back at him, and Drake can so clearly see the humanity still in there.
"You...I've seen you before..." The boy say, eyes twitching a little as he tries to see through the haze, a flicker of recognition lighting his suspicious stare.
Drake rolls his attention back to Katherine, not having the patience to entertain that thread of thought, "You're welcome to stay here," he says, ignoring Adrian completely, "Just refrain from eating the help. They're hard to replace. Can we..." He says suddenly, pulling a hand from his pocket to rub the side of his forefinger lightly across his lower lip before pointing towards the hall, eyes still set on Katherine, "speak in private for a moment."
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Dec 13, 2017 7:39:07 GMT -7
Katherine looks over at Adrian with pushed eyebrows when he said about the fact that he's seen Drake before. She wasn't sure where he had seen Drake from before because the man barely leaves the brothel and he definitely hadn't come to the place because Kat would've seen him before the Parlour and honestly she hasn't done anything like that. So it was a little confusing as to where Adrian would've seen him before.
She watches the man for a moment because she knows that tomorrow he is probably going to regret going on the bender with her. She actually thought it was fun and would definitely do it again. Do it to all the humans that they came across. Katherine knew that they were afraid of Jack the Ripper and it could very well make it harder for them to come out, she cursed the man for doing it, but they could get them on side in the end. She was wondering how the hell she had missed out on all of this fun, switching off her humanity had been the best thing but of course there were people who would no doubt try to appeal to her human side and would want her to turn it back on.
They would be so predictable if they did want that but hey she was going to have to just wait and see if that was the case.
Drake spoke to her and she slowly moved her eyes away from Adrian when he asked if he could speak to her in private, she raised her eyebrow for a moment and then slowly nodded once before walking out of the room. Katherine looked over her shoulder at Adrian before setting her attention on Drake. "You wanted to talk?" she asked and looked at him with another raised eyebrow. She actually liked it when she had no humanity because Katherine didn't have to watch what she was saying to people.
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Post by Ray on Dec 13, 2017 12:25:38 GMT -7
Katherine steps out into the emptied foyer first, her eyebrow raising but no complaint falling from her lips. Drake gives Adrian one last, quick look-over before stepping out after her and pulling the door closed behind him. He nudges his head towards the same office they'd occupied the evening before, letting his feet carry him in that direction without another word. Drake doesn't want to be overheard, not by the highly-strung vampire sitting in his collection room, looking near to emptying his stomach all across the floor. The man already seems volatile, suspicious, and Drake has no intentions of entertaining that.
They step into the office, the morning light filtering its way in, and close the door softly.
"Did anyone see you coming here?" He asks, turning to look at her, a sort of seriousness to his expression. His black eyes skim over her, over the thick blood beginning to harden and congeal on her dress, over the splatter across her throat and face, over the stains on her hands and arms. She's a mess of gore, a woman who has so clearly become unbound in a matter of two nights, a vampire who skipped right passed the fighting to maintain stage and right into abhorrent violence.
Perhaps she really is a woman after his own dead heart.
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Dec 13, 2017 12:52:21 GMT -7
Katherine followed after him to the office that they had been in the night before. A lot has changed since she came here a frightened vampire who was worried that she had killed someone. Now she was a vampire that could only do what she was doing by shutting her humanity off. She wasn't an angry person when she had her humanity, she was stronger than she let people see and could help Adrian through his fall the last time it happened but now she was just so full of not caring that she was sure she was close to being a total bitch.
She knew what he was looking at and she dropped her eyes to look at the dress, the two of them had been on a killing spree and had got blood everywhere. Drake asked if anyone had see the two of them and she shook her head "No no one saw us I promise" she admitted "but if they had then we would've killed them so they couldn't tell anyone" she gave a shrug of her shoulder. Katherine knew that once she got back to the brothel there would be hell to pay because of the fact she had been out all night with Adrian who couldn't walk in the sun.
But she didn't care if she got reprimanded because Jon was too busy playing detective to find the Ripper and Edric was too busy doing whatever it was he was doing. No she was pretty free at the moment.
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Post by Ray on Dec 13, 2017 13:27:35 GMT -7
She shrugs her shoulder nonchalantly, kill suddenly becoming her favorite word of the morning, leaving her lips each and every time she speaks. It's almost amusing, like watching a child playing grown-up, wanting so clearly to let everyone around her know just how far from humanity she's strayed. So quickly too. Broken like a horse before the third act.
"Good." Drake murmurs.
He reaches out, catching her by the arm, and pulls her sharply against him. His mouth finds hers, kissing her hard and unabashedly, tasting the blood that still lingers on her lips, her teeth, her tongue -- freshly spilled and so diverse. A woman's, a man's, a drunk's, a virgin's. All mixed into the gore splashed across her like paint. He drops his lips away to drag his tongue along her jawline, relishing in the kills she so gladly made all on her own without a guiding hand, without a whispered word of encouragement, without a whimper. He pulls her tight against him, his hands finding her waist and gripping her with an unbreakable strength. Lowering his mouth, he drags his teeth along her throat, just light enough not to break the skin but hard enough to make it hurt.
"You smell...divine," he breathes out hotly against her skin, a smile ticking at his lips.
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Dec 13, 2017 13:50:14 GMT -7
He pulls Katherine towards him and his mouth finds hers in a kiss so hard that she was sure that it would make a human but it's probably a good thing she's not human then isn't it? He drops his lips from hers and then moves along her jawline licking the blood that had stained her skin there. Katherine closed her eyes and swallowed hard, she might not be human but being a vampire that has freshly eaten made everything feel ten times stronger. So every kiss, every touch of his tongue sent her into a frenzy so when he pulled her tighter against him she felt everything. He kept her there with his strength he then dragged his teeth against her throat and it wasn't hard but it did hurt a little bit.
A soft noise came from her lips when he said that she smelt divine. "I'm sure I taste divine too" she said in a soft voice before grinning at him. Pulling her lip in between her teeth.
"And you haven't seen them since?" she asked looking at Sarah one of the girls.
"No they left last night and neither have come back but then again I'm sure that nothing is wrong because we would've known by now, right?"
Maria looked at Sarah and then up towards the stairs where the rooms were, she had gone in to see Katherine but she hadn't been there and it didn't look like she had been there all night either. That made her worry especially after all the murders that had been happening, that's when she came down to see the others. Apparently Katherine and Adrian had left together the night before and hadn't come back home, she knew what they were but even that made her worry because she knew a little bit about what they went through. "I'm sure they are just fine, probably sleeping off a bender" she said and dropped her eyes to look at the others once more before letting a soft smile pull at her lips but if she was honest, the bender part is what worried her the most.
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Post by Ray on Dec 13, 2017 14:20:08 GMT -7
Drake breathes out a faint laugh, smile spreading further at her words -- tempting and soft. He's sure she does. He's sure he could drink her down to an inch of her life and still want more. It's an enticing thought. The final piece de resistance of this affair.
But maybe not that. Not yet. Maybe just a taste.
With his hands still upon her waist, he gives her a push, leading her backwards towards the desk sitting idly at the head of the office. Grabbing her and lifting, he sets her down onto the edge, not caring about any of the things set upon the desk's surface for decoration, letting the ink and quill clatter to the ground forgotten, the gas-lamp pushed haphazardly to the side. His fingers drop to pull at the hem of her skirts, palms pushing beneath, and with a shift of his hip and the guidance of his hands, he spreads her knees.
His teeth catch on her lower lip, biting and tugging as a wry grin finds its way to his mouth. Sliding between her thighs and through the cloth undergarments, his fingers press to her, rolling in circles as his mouth trails back down to her throat. And as he guides his hand further, pressing his fingers into her, his teeth sink into her soft neck.
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Dec 13, 2017 14:39:03 GMT -7
Katherine moves backwards when he gives her a push and he's leading her backwards and then she hits the desk behind her. He grabbed her and lifted her onto the desk and she pushes everything behind her away. His fingers then drop to the hem of her skirts and before long his palms are underneath and he spreads her knees. He then grabs hold of her lower lip and tugging on it before his fingers are rolling in circles. She lets a soft groan out and before long his fingers are in her along with his teeth into her neck.
She wasn't sure what felt so much better, his fingers moving in and out of her or the fact that he was drinking from her. Another nose came from the back of her throat and she closed her eyes because this felt so good.
This definitely hadn't been what she thought would happen but here they were and it felt really amazing. There was something about drinking blood that made her feel sexual afterwards. It didn't matter if it was animal or human because it still made her feel good. Katherine pulled her lip in between her teeth as she leaned against his chest because she was definitely feeling so good right now. Her hand dropped to her skirts and she felt his hand through her gown and knew she had to keep his hand there because that was where it needed to stay. It needed to do so much more of the pleasure that he was giving her.
Katherine needed more, god she needed so much more.
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Post by Ray on Dec 13, 2017 15:15:18 GMT -7
The blood that swims into his mouth is cold, but sweet, the lingering aftertaste of those she'd killed swirling into a euphoric concoction. She makes small sounds, pleasured sounds, her hand falling to rest atop his as his fingers press deeper into her, stroking in and out in quick, hard motions. He rolls his tongue along the blood swelling at her throat, catching it before it can drip, swallowing it down, a satisfied and content sigh falling from his lips. "You've been..." he begins, brushing the tip of his nose up towards her jawline, leaving wet and bloodied kisses along her skin, "Such a good girl."
His free hand falls from her hip to unbuckle the belt looped neatly round the waist of his trousers, undoing it with efficient ease. His teeth grate down the curve of her jaw, strands of his dark hair falling from their place. He unbuttons his pants. "Better than I expected." He pulls his fingers from her, just to thrust himself in, the motion hard and indelicate. He grabs at her hips once more, pulling her against him, pressing himself deep so she feels all of him. His mouth finds hers again, brushing up against his lips as he pulls back just to push himself in hard again, upper lip curling slightly at the feel of it.
But then he rolls, smooth, strong, fingers digging forcefully into her sides.
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Dec 13, 2017 15:33:38 GMT -7
Katherine grins when he says that she's been a good girl. Of course she has. She's back to killing humans and it's never felt as good as it has now. She has been a vampire for over six hundred years and in all those years she has helped Adrian overcome his addiction with a strong mind and an even stronger resistance but this time she just gave in. Thrown out the rule book and just figured it was time to be what she wanted to be. Jon had left her for six years and why she never done it then was beyond her but now she felt so much more better. She felt more open.
They had sex and it had felt really good, he definitely knew how to give a girl a good time.
When it was over she put her skirts down and back into place before pushing her hair back away from her face, Katherine wasn't sure what time it was but she guessed that at some point they were going to have to head back. She would have to get Adrian back to the brothel and definitely would have to change but that was going to be a little bit awkward with blood over themselves but she was sure she could compel the girls not to say anything. She really didn't need disappointing looks from the others because she was sure that later Adrian was going to hate himself for killing people.
Even though he shouldn't feel guilty, they deserved the blood. Why should vampires go hungry on animal blood while the humans walked around looking and smelling amazing. She cleared her throat and then smiled at Drake.
"I hope you didn't mind us coming here, we had nowhere else to go and the disapproving looks will get us when we get back to the house but I'm sure I can deal with that... Adrian maybe not so much" she admitted.
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