Bloodlust

Michael

Michael relaxed as he and his brother roamed the street where many of the human clubs were located. He kept his eyes closed as he walked, humming to himself cheerfully. The raw burn was still in his throat, but the further they had gotten away from the palace the more he felt like he could breathe. He headed into Bloodlust with his head held high, the look on his face both one of a royal and that of a regular at the club. A new girl was pushed over to him by her friend; the nervousness that coursed through her was more than enough to sate his desire for unease. He ran a hand through her hair, using his own calm glee to cool her nerves. She all but went limp in his arms when he sank his fangs deep, a low growl of approval escaping from deep in his chest. She was sweet, light, with the faintest hint of chocolate ice cream and coffee. He drank deep, pulling her close, but was careful not to take a fatal amount. He liked this one. No sense killing her. Not for a long while...

Remiel finished the drink he had ordered and got up from the stool. With a glance and nod to his brother he went towards the dance floor among the writhing mass of bodies that resided there. He tuned out the lyrics and instead let his body move to the feel and beat of the music. It wasn't that hard to feel the momentum of the people and start moving fluidly and freely with them. It was relaxing despite the slowly growing ache in the muscles that arose from keeping a constant movement going. He would gladly take this interaction that being dressed up and forced to act like the perfect doll in during the Galas and parties.
He watched the females that gravitated towards him, pressing close and each vying for his attention. He breathed in their scents and pulled the sweetest smelling one close. She blushed as he moved her hair aside off her neck and placed a kiss on her smooth skin. The others looked pouty and he gave them a "pretty boy" smile that told them they would be next. He did always like sampling more than one.
With that thought he swiftly sunk his fangs into the exposed shoulder of the girl; holding her close as he sucked and let the sweet flavor fill his mouth.

Michael smiled hungrily, his brother's boredom mirroring his own. "It's dead tonight... Let's go. We'll see what we can find, before Mother sends her Creature after us..." He often referred to the Advisor/ Executioner as his mother's creature.The man was bloodthirsty and half mad--exactly the sort to lead at their parents' side. Shifters are fun... but their blood is often so bland or bitter.... At least to me; we can chase one, but unless there's a good fight in it, I have no interest in attacking it. Too bad Angels are so hard to sniff out; been a long time since we found one... And that one they had found wasn't much fun except as a sparring partner. He'd had too good a point; if they'd drained him, there'd be one less of their kind, one less delicious source. That, and he ensured healthy lives for the humans vampires fed on. Having an Angelic ally would help them later, when they took the Throne.