&& I [don't want to] WANT YOU HERE

[Braeden ]]]

xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton

It troubled me how comfortable she seemed within my arms. How she looked to like being that close to me, and also how all this was only starting. Though was bothered me the most over all of this was the fact that, as I carried her close to my carcass dashing through the forestry without a single care in the word, I had felt more whole then I had in nearly my whole life. Not completely there, but almost as though the initial wound hadn’t even been present in the first place. I almost longed to be like this for the rest of my life, sprinting through the forest with this maiden in my arms, her brawn pressed against mine. Chasms averted downward, glancing down at her with a look I couldn’t fully comprehend. It was a softhearted, almost endearing look that I did not cognize; I looked back up. I tried to focus upon the encompassment before me, though attempting to forget I was grasping this exquisite lass in my arms. It worked for a little while though she enough, just as she was beginning to lose it she gathered my attention once more. Vivacious tunes escaped into the atmosphere, echoing within my eavesdroppers. As much as I wanted to look down and see her expression I kept my semblance level.

I could feel her eyes gawking at me, and soon enough a small grimace was dispersed upon my plump labrums. “Yo no comprendo por qué usted está tan dispuesto a ser dolido.” Baritones hissed under my breath in a pernicious manner, though a pestilent charm was unable to be hidden. Cerebrum shook lightly from side to side while an elongated sigh rattled my gullet, if only she knew what was in store for her. Before long lower ligaments slackened their locomotion; a capacious crème colored apartment building showing through the bushes and beyond an ebony gate. Just before leaving the confinements of the bushes I wholly deferred my speed, now moving forward at a mortals walking gait. Arms that were once cradling the female placed her upon the loam in a near careless manner, a small growl rattling my chords as I did so. I continued onward, my motion never entirely ceasing through any of this. As I strode toward the entrance of the fence paws dug deep within my jeans pocket for a set of keys, finding them in no time. Pulling them out I shuffled through the numerous slabs of metal until I found a coal black painted one. I stuck it in the gate latch and facilely unlocked it, swinging the barrier door open upon its hinges. “Ven conmigo.”

xxx Bring them home in body bags

[447 words]

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["I don't know why you are so eager to get hurt."]
["Come with me."]

[siren]

Gravity did it's part for her once again. She was no longer being carried. Auds listened to his keen words. Siren could not help but send a response. Her words were sharp herself, but almost a playful delight shone through.
"Tomará más que usted creería dolerme."
The small gap in which all of this happend, it was as if she had almost known this masculine creature. Yet she was as unknown as all the future will hold. She shot a daring glare at the vampire and placed her hand on the fence, slowly entering, yet head still turned. Watching the male's moves, if he intended on making any. She took a deep breath and walked ahead, her back now turned to him. This was also a step for her, something she assumed for him too when he had turned his back earlier. Soft foot steps padded within her eardrums. Finally she came to a stop. Unsure of where to go, it was his lead now. She turned to the vampire and said something she hadn't expected she would say just yet.
"Siren. That's my name."
She looked at him anticipating an answer, a movement, anything.


[[OOC: no muse, in an argument with bf :/]]

[Braeden ]]]

xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton

Now deep hazel chasms rotated within their contempt sockets as she shot a fleeting glare, speaking while she passed through the gate I held open for her. My, quite recent, meal had left me in a good mood; almost playful. However the mood was not put forth to the extent as to act upon it. My mysterious and nearly imprudent exterior and guard would remain high. I refused to give this vampiress the chance to get close to me. I would satisfy her needs for now, allow her to come to my place and sit and ‘chat’ for as long as she wished. Though this was it; besides, since she wanted to talk so much she would be the one conversing. Just because I let her into my house doesn’t mean that I am agreeing to with hold and continue on attempted dialogue. Besides, she wouldn’t be at my house that long. It was late; I would send her off in an hour or so. “I’m sure it does but, do not doubt me.” I paused, closing the gate behind her once she had fully stepped through. I saw her continue on, her back turned to me. She seemed almost unsure of this, though I had easily turned my back on her on what seemed no longer then an hour ago. She hadn’t done something to deceive the momentary trust I confided within her, why would I turn around and betray hers? I passed her simply, my voice allowing words to escape. Very hushed were they, more than likely inaudible to human ears.

Vampires were very skilled in their ways of communication however, we had keen eavesdroppers. I could whisper something from ten feet away and she would hear it, so I knew she had perceived the newly spoken ones. “It will be you’re downfall.” The words were a mere hiss in an adjacent monotone manner. They were far from a threat, in all reality they were nothing past a lucid statement. Though one that was so entirely factual. I would be her downfall in the end of this encounter perchance she attempted to get to close to me. I shook my head, scrutiny remained centered ahead of me. I didn’t bother to look behind to see if she was following, the ongoing matching of another set of footsteps affirmed this. As we went through the outside decors of the safeguarded and sheltered apartment placing I made my way to a duo set of side doors. A enormous lock set right above the door handle and reaching into my pockets I retrieved my set of keys. Flipping through them until I found the correct one and placing it between my finger I unloved the right door. Paw gripped the handle as I opened it, stepping to the side to allow the maidens entrance within the main lobby. Once inside we would still have to travel up three floors and down a wide hallway before we got to my apartment.

xxx Bring them home in body bags

[505 words]

[siren]

Her eardrums vibrated, and the words of this male sent a chill through her spine. His lyrics were low, as if intended to be heard only by himself. Yet all vampires knew they had an impeccable sense of hearing. Her head shifted from the pathway to the male before her. Wrinkles danced upon her snout as an extremely low hiss floated pass the two of them. This vampire could not possibly compel himself to hurt her. He could not. Atleast in her mind she had decided so. She decided to ignore his statement, and not spit out a remark. Heck, she was about to enter his domain. She entered the lobby, stepping past the male. As she took her place ahead she stared him in the eye. It was playful, no harm intended. Ofcourse the smirk on her maw could tell you that. Seeing an elevator and a set of stairs, elevator seemed to be the more likely way to go. She made her way to it, buttons of three floors. This was his job to do. The only irritation she obtained was the fact he hadn't shared his name yet. She had no clue how to address him, seeing as "hey you, sexy" definitely wouldn't be the appropriate thing to say. Though this didn't declare it hadn't ran through her mind a few times already. Her lyrical box shivered, words crawled out her lips. "So I've given you my name, and I'm of your presence. How about your name?" She gave another grin, this time more mysterious.

[Braeden ]]]

xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton

Lids fluttered a few times over my chasms, blinking dyad times in a row as I eyed the maiden almost quaintly. She remained taciturn, even through my snappy comment. I could tell she was dying to say something, though she bit her tongue. Why? Because I had allowed her to enter, or at least was about to let her enter my residence? Because I momentarily trusted her not to try anything each time my back was turned to her, or to sell me out to the mortals. I had never before shown others where I lived, hell if anything I tried to keep people away from it. Why had I let her come again? Another elongated sigh protruded from my raspy gullet as thoughts continually tormented the walls of my brainpad. Bad idea, bad idea… The dissension echoed within my mind. I shushed myself with a half-hearted snarl, all I had to do was make sure she didn’t get too close to me. Make sure I didn’t share too much, it wouldn’t be burdensome; right? Zenith began to shake lightly from side to side, digits snapping one another until each finger upon my hand had been cracked. I stretched my paws, extending my phalanges, tucking them in a fist, and extending them again. That felt better. I eased a little, relaxing as I looked up to see Siren move toward the elevator.

I paused, repeating her name within my head. Siren. A lovely name for a lovely girl. Lids pursed shut tightly, she was not attractive, not at all. I lied to myself to make me feel better, it didn’t work. Ligaments moved into motion behind her, stopping at her side and reaching over to press the third level floor bottom. I quickly retracted, crossing my arms over my chest and huffing ethereally. While we stood before the conveyor she spoke, and I listened equidistantly. My name? A small growl rattled my chords, oculus boring into hers as I turned my carcass to face her. The hazel in my eyes seemed to turn scarlet with the intensity of the fire that burned within them, however my expression was unreadable. A mix of emotions, wrath, animosity, mystification, disappointment, morose, bewilderment, irritation, mistrust, the list went on. “Braeden.” Manifestly stated baritone gruffed before I turned my willowy and straightened it toward the elevator entrance. She needed to know nothing more about me. The elevator shaft soon settled through it’s rumbling and ceased, the doors opening. The sudden urge to grab Siren’s hand as I walked inside nearly took over, I shoved both hands in my pockets without another thought. Oh great, not even in my room and already I was getting sappy. Jaw clenched, the prominent vein in my neck bulging slightly. Dentiles clenched as I leaned against the wall of the moving barrier, forelimbs still crossed over my chest.

xxx Bring them home in body bags

[487 words]

[siren]

Auds perked a bit as he gave her a little something to process, his name. Braeden, Braeden, Braeden.. Why do you act in this such of a way? As she studied his expressions, it was hard to crack the code. Still so mysterious. She had little to go on but these expressions at this point, would she ever? Siren surely knew body language, his arms were crossed tightly against his muscular chest; isolation. It was as if he did not want her there, but the stubborn girl is what she remained to be. As the closed in walls brought them slowly up, silence was suffocating her with it's awkwardness. She yearned to play with him a little.. to get him to say something more. But she didn't want to take the risk of his anger being set off. Of course she did it anyway, she was a risk taker. A risk was an like an essential, something she could not go without. The bell rang, third floor. Her index finger took a line down from his shoulder to his crossed forearm. It was a welcoming, yet mysterious gesture. She did it just before letting herself free of the enclosed elevator. She stepped to the side, and watched him. Another grin. What was wrong with her? She just wanted these grins to stop becoming so familiar with her. She couldn't control them any longer. Her mind was telling her what to do, but she'd do whatever to fight it. Her arm gracefully moved before Braeden and out towards the narrow hallway. The "after you" gesture.

[Braeden ]]]

xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton

I could feel her eyes on me, sizing me up. Running up and down my physique, watching my body language. It was obvious I wasn’t giving her much to go off of as far as communication and expression, so she averted to closely observing me, every move could possibly be a signal or give away in her eyes. Well she should surely realize then by the crossed arms over my chest that I didn’t want her to be here. I requisite to be alone, at least that’s what I was convincing myself at the moment. I didn’t want anyone here, well at least I didn’t want, to want anyone here. Another drawn out sigh escaped my gullet, dentiels unknowingly gnawing the side of my cheek. An eccentric feeling was coursing through me, something I hadn’t experienced before. Interest? Something more then that? I couldn’t pin point it, though it became increasingly difficult with each passing second not to reach out and grab her arm, stroke her cheek, hold her hand. The feeling was almost intolerable. I turned my cerebrum a bit away from her, trying to focus on other things. I allowed my gaze to wonder through the encompassment, a momentary distraction though not a very conscientious one. My chasms remained off her, though my brain pad, as usual, had to over analyze everything.

Elongated snarl rattled my chords, jarring my vocal chords before being blown out airily, nearly inaudibly. Soon, though not promptly enough the signal for the third floor rang and the doors opened steadily. I was about to take a step forward though was bewilderingly caught off guard as Siren walked through the postern, her smooth index finger trailing down from my shoulder to forearm. Brow tediously inclined as I stood there, forelimbs remaining crossed over my thorax. Chasms couldn’t help but stare directly upon her, my gape boring into her own. A shudder ran up my spinal chord. Did she not understand what that simple touch did to me? Incandescence burned down my arm through the same pathline her fingers trailed, ivories bit the inside of my cheek more adamantly. I didn’t perceive why I was having such a reaction to this though it became all the more strenuous to remain detached from her. The doors began to close, and within a second I had slid between them and inside the conveyor. Only, now dear Siren was about to get the warning off her life. As I slid through my robust and vigorous physique slid dangerously close to hers, upper appendages extending as my hands placed themselves upon her hips. Lifting her all too facilely I pushed her back against the wall of the elevator, a leg of hers placed on either side of my frame.

My left arm rested beneath her rear, holding her up while my right gripped both of her wrists, holding them together and above her zenith and like her back, pressed against the wall. What a scandalous position, no? Holding her there my face pushed itself toward her own, forehead resting against hers. Lips pressed themselves roughly, though with a hint of uncanny gentleness, against hers. It was nothing but a small peck, perhaps meaning more then I intended or wanted it to however. My breathes were ragged as I pulled my labrums from hers, my forehead remaining placed upon her own. “No me toque.” Heavily accented baritones snapped menacingly, a pestilent threat that this little lass would be wise to abide by. There was little space between us, and with an almost rough shove against the wall again words released once more. “Understand?” Lyrics choked out, suddenly releasing her. Right arm discharged her hands, gripping her legs as I placed them on the floor again. The left hand that once supported her rear gave out immediately. Then in not even a second I was across the elevator from her, my scrutiny remaining focused upon her nevertheless. Arms resumed their position crossed against my chest.


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[Basically what he was doing except against the elevator wall and his right arm was holding her arms above her head.]

xxx Bring them home in body bags

[673 words]

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["Don’t touch me."]

[siren]

After giving Braeden a slight touch she felt his blunt strength pin her up and against the elevator's walls. Chills shot through her body while she remained in such the position that her legs were wrapped around his waist. He was close. He was not playing with her though, his intentions were nothing but a warning. A warning for her to keep her distance. Siren wasn't the type of gal to listen though. Auds perked a little as his cunning words shivered to her eardrums, "No me toque." Siren's maw transformed into a smirk, millimeters from his. Not once did her cest pools leave the target, his eyes. He wasn't intimidating really. To others no doubt he would be. But there was something in him that calmed her. He could certainly snap her like a twig if he really desired so, but some how she didn't think he was going to. Her larnyx vibrated, and a sly tone helped play her lyrics, "You say not to touch you.. but whose the one to blame for this wanting position you're holding me to?.." She grinned and pressed her nose against his lightly, eyes an inch or so apart. She couldn't help but add another string in, "Thou does not scare me as much as you'd think.." The situation was quick, soon enough he was already on his way out of the elevator. Arms tightly against his chest once again, as if they were locked. She took a deep breath before following him at an even pace, an interesting night. Stealth? Obviously incredible being a vampire. A human's auds would never be able to pick up there was two vampires walking down the third floor.