Genesis's Story

The night was still young, but Genesis had been dancing for what seemed like hours. It probably had been that long, the vampire had never been good at keeping time and really he couldn't care less. He could feel the bass of the music, the way it seemed to make everything around him shake and thump. Genesis was sure if he could, he'd be sweating by now.

He knew he looked good, he always did, but tonight he want to look extra good for no particular reason. He wore dark blue skinny jeans tucked into a pair of black boots, his torso covered loosely by a black button-up shirt with the first three buttons undone. He knew by the end of the night his shirt would either be fully unbuttoned or completely gone, at least that's what usually happened.

Hands gripped his swaying hips firmly before a body pressed against his back and moved with him. The scent was vampire and one he recognized. "Wanna get out of here?" A husky voice whispered in his ear. Genesis smirked before gracefully turning around in the man's grip and wrapping his arms around the others neck.

For a few seconds he remained quiet, just continuing on with the dancing before laughing and slipping away. "Not tonight, I've got a date." Genesis walked away from his partner, fading into the crowd of moving bodies and heading towards another familiar scent.

Genesis found him in seconds, drinking alone at the bar. He watched quietly, observing the teen vampire as he picked out a pretty blonde human. Leisurely, Genesis made his way towards Zane, wrapping his arms around the others neck and slipping his hands down the front of his shirt as he rested his head on the teens shoulder. "Why hello there good looking, you look quite lonely drinking here all by your lonesome." Genesis' voice was teasing as he spoke into Zane's ear, knowing not matter the volume he spoke in the other would be able to hear him. His eyes drifted over to the human, giving her a look that said, 'back off'. It was a warning really, more for her safety considering where she was, but nonetheless she got it and walked off into the crowd, looking back once with a nervous look on her face.

Zane noticed Lumine's entrance. Everyone always noticed the girl. Like she had a flashing sign on her forehead demanding people's attention. He wasn't at all surprised to see her make her way to a secluded area. Seemed like her kind of thing.

Not that he could say much, he didn't really know her, just of her more likely. They ran into each other on occasion, but he'd just consider her an acquaintance.

She was something to look at though, especially in that dress, her white hair contrasted greatly with the blood red dress. It was never a thought he would entertain though...he did know her well enough to know that.

Her freshie wasn't far behind her, that wasn't unusual. The two were rarely seen apart...if at all. He'd been staring at the blonde again before he felt her gaze on him. It didn't last long though, she was already on to better things.

He was lost in his thoughts, just taking another drink, when he was suddenly covered by a very familiar scent. Had he been paying attention he would have noticed his friend's presence earlier, but unsurprisingly he hadn't.

He felt the corners of his mouth quirk up slightly as the other male wrapped his arms around his neck, the all too familiar feeling of his hands down his shirt and his chin on his shoulder. He chuckled softly at the words he said. "I was debating on rather I was in the mood for company or not..." he mentioned with a lazy tone as his eyes found the blonde again, and watched her walk away. "But I'm guessing you made that decision for me, hm, Gen?"

Lanine chuckled as she began to play with the freshie's hair, she could smell that Lulu had listened well, there was alcohol in the drink she'd been given, so she would be rewarded "Not much longer my dear, and of course you haven't my lovely. Once your drink is finished, I'll bite you. It must be so hard for you my dear, I've made you wait for such a long time and you've done well. You know I can't always give you what you want. I've been a fool to let your tolerance grow so strong.

Lanine looked back to Zane and wasn't surprised to see that Genesis had found him and had chased the meat-bag harlot away, who had moved on to grinding against a male of her own species. Genesis was usually one to get what he liked, and the humans knew better than to cross a vampire, regardless of blood.

"I was debating on rather I was in the mood for company or not, but I'm guessing you made that decision for me, hmm, Gen?" One thing eyebrow raised in annoyance before Genesis ran his hands over Zane's skin, bringing his fingers up to wrap around the younger vampire's neck.

"You know, you're lucky you're devastatingly handsome and I want to get into your pants or I would totally punch you for calling me that." He turned Zane's head before pressing his lips to Zane's, pulling away soon after and taking the seat beside the the younger male. "You know, you look rather spiffy for a night out clubbing. Were you suppose to do something with your dad?" Genesis asked casually .

He knew for a fact though that the Kostantine patriarch had an important meeting this evening. Genesis had actually received an indentation to attend but he had better and sexier things to do than sit in a room full of suits and backstabbing vampires. It was why he got out of politics in the first place, no one to trust and too many with alternative agendas. Genesis completely understood why Zane ditched it.

The older vampire waved down the bartender and ordered Jack Daniels and Coke. Blue eyes darted over to the direction of Lanine. The pureblood had never been his friend, but she had never been his enemy either. More of a neutral tolerance and polite limited speaking between them over the years. Now her freshie on the other hand, in a way creeped him out. The way the human followed Lanine around without question disturbed Genesis, having so much control over another being just was wrong in his opinion.

The bartender set his drink down, Genesis giving him a flirtatious smirk in thanks before taking a sip. "Expensive water…" He muttered, wishing that the alcohol could do for him what it did for the humans.

Zane just grinned, he knew fairly well that the nickname pissed his friend off. He also knew he was the only one who could get away with it. He arched his head just slightly when his neck was grabbed. Not that he was actually afraid of this situation, but it wasn't particularly a potion he enjoyed.

His grin only grew more at the words he said, fangs flashing and everything. It wasn't the first time something along those lines had come out of Genesis' mouth. He wasn't exactly shy by any means. It really wasn't that odd to be kissed by the older male either, and he just humored it all.

"Devastatingly handsome, huh?" He asked with a cocky little smirk as he took another drink, observing the other male out of the corner of his eye. He sighed though as Genesis mentioned his attire, and rolled his head back on his shoulders. "Aren't I always," he mentioned under his breath. "And don't act like you didn't know that."

"Besides," he rolled his head over again to look at Genesis, and pulled a half smile. "I'd rather be here, flirting with you...." he trailed off as the bartender approached, and he watched in silence as the exchange was made.

He sat up properly again and sat his own drink down. "Have you tried my new drink?" he asked in interest, as his eyes lazily returned to the area Lanine was sitting. He felt bad for her freshie, he could see the withdraw signs even from his spot at the bar. She was trying his drink though...she was already one drink down...

Genesis set his glass back down on the counter, turning his head to look at Zane more fully. The younger males gaze was across the room at the lounge taking in the sight of Lanine and her freshie. "Have you tried my new drink?" Zane's voice had a certain ring at the end of it and though Genesis knew what he was referring to he decided it would be more fun to play dumb for the moment.

Toxin was dangerous for the humans who drank it and allowed vampires to feed off of them. He remembered Zane's father mentioning the practice in the last meeting he had attended months ago. Now, Genesis was by no means a caring type of man when it came to humans, but having been one himself long ago, he still had a slight respect and appreciation for human life. Humans were fragile creatures and there had already been a few deaths by over-drinking. Young vampires had apparently become too enthusiastic in their intoxicated states. Genesis just hoped there wouldn't be a sudden large spike in human deaths via drunken vampire for human society to catch interest.

His fingers gently covered Zane's hand, squeezing softly before taking the younger vampire's glass out of his grip. He brought the cup to his lips, taking a whiff of what was inside before taking a small sip. With a smirk on his face Genesis dragged his tongue suggestively over the rim. "I think I'd much rather try you." He teased before placing the glass back down next to Zane.

Genesis never understood why he was so fascinated with Zane. It could have been the 'screw everyone' attitude or the ridiculously chiseled physique, but really Genesis knew that couldn't be all. After all, there were plenty of gorgeous, self-centered men out there. Still, the vampire had always had a soft spot for the younger man.

Jay sighed as he collapsed into a barstool and ordered a coke. He had been dealing with a client he most certainly wished to shove a crucifix up their...."Ah, but he'll get what's coming." He massaged his temples a bit and noticed the bartender had delievered his drink, which he took a a quick sip from. Tonight he was Noir, one of the most renowned vampire club hosts in the country. It was very tiring to have so many females attempt to cuddle, and much more x-rated things, while he delt with the snobby client.

He gazed around the party going on, a human female dancing, another in the corner staring, and a few more stragglers who looked quite stoned. "They should know better...I never understand humans." Despite being born a hybrid, Jay had a slight soft-spot for humans. He cared greatly for their well-being and rather hated the fact vampires needed to feed off them.

A flash of white hair caught his eye. Lanine, the pureblood queen. Of course she'd be here. Jay cringed a bit at the sght of her freshie enjoying being feed from. The attraction was rather cruel and sinful in his eyes, but nothing he could do. He studied a few other vamps. Two were further down the bar from him, one was a pureblood again, and from there nothing new.

"I guess tonight was just another buisness trip. Maybe I should just stick to my club." He grumbled a bit, studying his clothing that he picked at random. Khaki skinny jeans, a black blazer, and a red, low-cut scoop neck that said "Bite Me" in old english text. Tonight he really wasn't in the mood to dress up today, not his party after all. He ran a finger over the exposed tattoo of a dragon curled around a black cherry that danced across his neckline, smiling at the fond memory of how he yelled out when he first got it 5 years ago. "Bartender, a shot of bourbon please." Even if he could just leave, Jay didn't want to in the middle of reminiscing...

(Double post)

Toxin was dangerous. Zane knew that, he also didn't really particularly care. The side effects were mostly human based, it was dangerous to lose that much control around a vampire...assuming humans had any control to begin with. The worst case scenario was that a vamp could actually get drunk...then drain the human. It'd yet to happen though...save for young idiots who couldn't contain their enthusiasm.

The donors wouldn't touch the idea. They were too entitled to try and sink to that level. Freshie's however...well he figured he had a market with them. One he knew from awhile back was all for drinking up before getting a bite. If the experience was enjoyable, why not?

That's what the meeting was about. The one he was skipping. His father owned a large corporation of donors who were against the movement of making this kind of drinking legal. He really didn't see any problem with it, but daddy dearest was being a real pain.

He looked up suddenly when Genesis' fingers covered his own, and frowned slightly as his drink was taken. Not that he was particularly enjoying it but...still. His frown slowly turned into a half smile as Genesis took a drink. Damn that man could make just about anything sexy, including just licking the rim of a cup. Not to say that Zane was into guys but...sexy was sexy, simple fact. "Get a few shots of toxin in me and you might be surprised just how much of me you'd get to try," he joked, his dark eyes swimming with humor.

As tempted as Genesis was to do just that, he wasn't exactly sure how far he could get. As many nights as he had spent in the party scene, watching and dancing with Zane, the younger man had never left or shown interest in men before. Then again Zane had almost no boundaries of what he should and shouldn't do and who knew what could happen if he managed to get himself intoxicated with Genesis right by his side.

Genesis shivered at the thoughts running through his mind. He could dream, right? His eyes softened as he looked at Zane, letting a small smile grace his lips as he watched. One hand raised and moved to the back of the younger man's head, Genesis' slender fingers running through the black hair in a petting motion. "Any time you're interested love." He let his hand drop and sighed before bringing his trademark smirk back to his features. "Besides, I'm not sure if you'd be able to satisfy if you were drunk and sloppy." Genesis teased lightly, taking another sip from his own drink.

Glass still to his lips, Genesis looked over the rim of his cup, his eyes catching interest. His eyes narrowed just the slightest as he watched the man across the bar. There was something off about him and it took Genesis a few moments to understand why. Even this far away the older vampire could smell just the slightest difference between the Asian man and all the other beings in the bar. Hybrid He thought, taking one last large gulp to finish off his drink.

Genesis had seen him before, at a night club if he recalled correctly. Taking another moment to think, Genesis recalled that the hybrid had referred to himself as Noir. The club hadn't been anything special in the older vampire's opinion, too 'upper class' for his tastes. Now he was always appreciative of good looking things and the young hybrid was cute, but he wasn't exactly Genesis' type.

Jay felt a small shiver go up his spine as if someone were watching him. He turned and met the gaze of one of the two other men acroos from him. He was staring a little too intently for his liking, but in good manners Jay waved with kind smile and looked down. He bit his lip with a fang in frustration. At a party, in a bar that should never been done because that just gave the universal message that you were interested. "I hope he doesn't take it the wrong way." He mumbled under his breath, looking briefly at times to make sure the man wasn't still watching, Jay wasn't the type to sleep around and he most certainly wasn't bi or gay. But, because th man was watching he appraised the guy as well. He gave him a score of 8.5 out of 10 in his head as he usually did when judging peple.

Trying to mellow his thoughts out, he ordered another shot of bourbon, trying to discern if that guy had been to his club once. The guy's lustful eyes flashed a quick memory into his head. Yeup, that guy had gone to his club before. If he had gone he might be in the member system, unless he was a guest. Jay tried to scrape up any oher details from that time seeing him, but nothing came up. At that moment a blonde human plopped into the seat next to him, coquetishly hugging his arm. He could clearly see she was drunk. She seemed to be mumbling something about going somewhere private, but Jay knew she wasn't a donor or freshie by th way she was acting. "Miss, you need to leave..." He shook her a bit, but she seemed to have past out. "Humans are really never going to be understood.."

Ten minute later, he returned to his seat. His kind heart stressed him out quite a bit. He had to carry the girl out of the place, hail a cab for her, and make sure she was awake before it left, which is very hard when she keeps telling you to come over and sleep while inhaling the scent around her throat as she pulled you close. Jay downed the bourbon right there, hopefully relaxing him. "Hopefully that guy isn't still watching." he glanced across at the same guy from earlier.

Zane found himself smiling again. He didn't actively try to read people's minds...generally he understood the need for privacy...but sometimes Genesis' thoughts were too...captivating to ignore. Especially when he was so close. It was true...Zane had absolutely no boundaries what so ever. It was like he lacked that ability in social skills.

What he did try to ignore, however, were the visuals. But he couldn't just put up a wall to stop them from coming, so instead he focused his attention elsewhere...until he felt Genesis' touch again. Zane's weak spot had always been his hair, he loved it when people played with it. When he was sixteen he'd even grown it out to his shoulders for that fact. He looked over at the older male slightly, noticing the softer look in his eyes. That was a more rare sight with his friend...

He chuckled at the interested comment and looked away again, but then cracked up laughing at the next line. "Whatever, even intoxicated I'm sure I'm mind blowing." The joke didn't last long though, he noticed something had caught the other males interests.

Hybrid's could be picked out in a crowed area easily. They had an extraordinarily interesting scent to them. Most vampires couldn't say exactly what it was though if they'd never met one before, but Zane noticed it, and he knew Genesis did too. Zane had to agree with what Genesis was thinking though, the kid was cute...

He quickly snorted out a laugh as he caught the edge of the hybrid's thoughts and covered his mouth with his hand to fake a cough. "Oh Gen...you just got rated an 8.5...He's straight though, don't take it personally."

One delicate eyebrow raised in question at Zane's words. He turned his head to look back fully towards his friend and was actually confused for a moment about what he was talking about. Once more he looked towards Noir and then back at Zane, finally understanding what the younger was talking about. Sometimes he forgot about Zane's abilities. Thoughts were meant to remain private otherwise they would be spoke, at least that's what Genesis believed.

Punching Zane lightly in the arm, Genesis scrunched up his nose in dislike. "I didn't think it was possibly, but I guess the dozens of bodies between us have somehow diminished my sex appeal." He bit his bottom lip as he finished, one fang pressing against the tender flesh there. "More importantly though, you give me a 10 and you're straight." With his eyes now back in the direction of Noir's location, Genesis slyly he looked at the young pure blood at his side from the corner of his eye. "Unless of course there's something you'd like to let me know, I'd be completely for educating you in the sinful pleasures of male on male love." He said, his voice husky and teasing by the end.

"I always like to think that a straight guy just hasn't met the right man to tickle his fancy." He watched as Noir left with a drunk blonde woman before returning soon after. Hybrids had always fascinated him, never truly belonging wholly to vampire or human society. Such a sad existence in his opinion, then again he had lived through a time when Changelings were thought of as nothing more than second-class citizens in the Underworld ruled by bloodlines. Those times had been tough, but as the pureblood lines decreased in numbers and Changelings began to take some of the open spots, views began to change.

A slight pain began in his right temple. Subtly he placed his elbow onto the counter and rested head on his hand to slightly massage the area. It had been a while since he had last fed, but the club wasn't a place he'd eat at. Genesis would be fine for a while, enjoy his time with Zane while he could before returning to his home, downing a blood bag of O+, and sleeping the day away.

For Zane, he often forgot he had a "special" gift. He'd been born with it...always able to hear the thoughts of others. It wasn't until he'd gotten older that he'd fully understood his own power...and how to respect his friends by manipulating it. Sometimes though, he would still answer thoughts aloud or make a comment on them without realizing the other person didn't actually know what he was talking about...

He chuckled softly as he was punched in the nose and immediately noticed the look on Genesis' face. "Of course, of course," he mumbled as a reply. "Hybrid's don't have the best vision anyway. I'm sure up close his mind would be changed..." He grinned at that as he took a sip from his drink, smiling bemusedly at his friend."Mm, that's very true," he mentioned absentmindedly. Genesis was an attractive man though, that was for sure.

He rolled his eyes slightly at Genesis' next words and replied sarcastically. "Oh yes, I want you baby. So much. I'm glad you finally figured me out." Though he had to admit, Genesis had that sexy husky voice down too...damn that man. He'd gotten distracted for a moment, watching as more people were filling in. The club was becoming quite popular.

But Genesis distracted him when he placed his elbow on the counter, resting his head in his hand. It was a fairly innocent movement, but one Zane recognized. "Hungry?" he asked, knowingly. "I know a guy coming later you might like. He's a bit skinny for your taste but...well...let's just say his blood is...divine...Oh! And maybe you could even try Toxin too..."

Zane himself normally wasn't one to drink from men, depending on how hungry he was, but Drake Sullivan was a very rare breed of human...

The arrival of a rather arrogant male distracted Jay from his thoughts of worry. He seemed to be the typical rich child, and wanted a drink called Appleton Estate rum. "If you wanted that drink you could have gone to another higher class bar?" He murmered softly, he didn't want to offend the guy nor did he want the bartender to suffer any criticism.

He turned his attention back to the vampires from earlier when one of them laughed. Though the one who seemed to be observing him intently, was in a bit of discomfort from something. Most likely from the effects of blood withdrawal, as he experienced them regularly. Though he barely knew the person, Jay didn't like to watch someone suffer. He reached into the inner pocket of his blazer and produced a vial. Emergen-C Blood was what was on the lable. One of the new things on the market and it was human blood taken by vampire doctors for those moments a vamp didn't want to drink from a human. Usually they came in bags, but Jay preferred travel size.

He asked the bartender for a coke, which was handed readily, and he took it walking off to the blood-deprived vamp. On his way he passed a female clad in a white dress giving her one of his warm smiles, she smelled like a hybrid of course. As soon as he reached the duo who had been checking him out, he set the coke down by the flirty one. "As an offering to stop observing me please accept this." Jay slipped the vial into the guy's hand subtly and turned to walk off. "Hope to see you at the Black Cherry soon as well." He turned his head and gave them his unique warm smile with sparkling eyes.

"See doesn't it feel so much better now that you finally admitted it?" He replied back to Zane's comments of sarcasm. Following the younger man's eyes he also noticed the increase of club patrons. It was getting crowded, which meant Genesis would definitely be leaving soon. He hated places filled to capacity, too many bodies too close for his liking. Genesis preferred his touching on a one-on-one level.

Genesis smiled at Zane's offer, but shook his head to decline the offer. "No thanks love, I'll be alright for now. Maybe another time." There were two things the older vampire did not do: feed in public and drink from a human directly. Very few knew this about him, not even Zane, and Genesis made a conscious effort to never think about the subject when he was around the younger man. In a way it could be considered disgraceful among his kind, but feeding directly from people was something Genesis had been unable to do for a long time. No one had been more grateful for the invention of blood banks than Genesis.

His attention was brought to his side where a drink of coke was set down and a vial was placed into his hand. "Sorry cutey, but I stare at who I please. You should feel honored, I only do that to the really good looking people." Genesis easily slipped back into his flirty persona, ignoring the slight throbbing inside his skull. "Oh right, that's where I've seen you before. Maybe I'll stop by again if you can get me into your VIP room Noir." He teased suggestively at the mention of the club. It had been bothering him all night because he couldn't remember which club he had seen the hybrid in.

Surprisingly enough, the hybrid woman in the white dress whom Genesis has smelled but held no interest before in actually seeing had decided to join their little trio. "You're surprised? Two hybrids in one night is a rather rare occasion, don't you think Zane?"

Zane chuckled softly and shook his head at that comment. Though sometimes he wondered what would happen if he ever seriously accepted one of Genesis' advancements. Would his friend back down, or would Zane actually learn something about himself?

He made a face of slight dislike at that thought. No, he liked women...soft, curvy, beautiful...he shook his head slightly and turned his attention back on Genesis then sighed heavily. "Gen, what will I do if my bestest friend doesn't even support me?" He was so into that mini temper tantrum that he didn't even realize the hybrid had approached their table, and he actually nearly jumped out of surprise. Which would have been incredibly embarrassing.

"That's actually true," Zane backed Genesis up about who he liked to stare at, raising his drink as if to emphasize that point. Then he rolled his eyes when Genesis kept up his flirting. Not that he wasn't used to it but...Zane was an attention hog, and he really didn't like Genesis' being stolen.

"Hm?" he asked, snapping out of his thoughts to look at the newest addition to their little group. She was actually rather attractive, but not quite his type...if he had a type...besides female..."Yeah, it is quite rare actually..."

But his attention was quickly torn away again. Honestly he was beginning to wonder if he should be tested for ADD, except that time was more valid...very few people actually got his attention through their thoughts.

He looked around only for a moment before he found her, and smiled slightly before returning the message: Hello, Rose. He actually knew her fairly well for her to be human, because he liked the way she tasted. Rare blood types always caught his attention.

At the flirty one's comments, all Jay could do was awkwardly scratch the back of his head and smiled genuinely. "Thank you, very much. That's the first time in years for me to be complimented like that." If Jay could still blush, his cheeks would be a pale red right now. "If that's what it takes to satisfy a customer." He checked his watch briefly and sighed. It was late and he needed to sleep in order to be ready for tomorrow night's attraction at the Black Cherry. "I hope you decide to grace my club with you presence soon, though." Jay gave another smile and falling into his "business-self".

"You two are welcome as well. I don't wish to exclude anyone. To be honest, outings like this are really opportunities for me to gain customers." He wasn't one to lie since he was somewhat of a goody-two shoes and he valued honest quite a lot. Telling people this way was the most effective as we for gain more customers as they felt more assured knowing the host was honest.

"...I'll be going though, I need the energy for tomorrow night. It was nice meeting you all and hopefully I'll get to see you the next evening. Ciao." He said all in a professionally calm voice and waved good-bye with warm eyes as he turned, walking through the now crowded place. Same as before, he hailed a taxi and he was on his way home.

Home happened to be a nice apartment, penthouse, that gave a view of the city skyline. He didn't hate his position, but he didn't like it either. He felt out of reach to people, but it was available and the closest to the club so he took it. Jay quickly changed out of his outfit from today into a t-shirt and sweats as he thought of tonight. If this is what happens if I step out of my boundaries, a lot will change. Jay slinked off to his bed (coffin-bed) shortly after this thought.

"Oh, it takes quite a lot to satisfy me." Genesis said suggestively to the young hybrid before him. In all serious though, the vampire hoped that this attraction that Noir spoke of would off some sort of spice to his club. He studied the male hybrid quietly as he extended the invitation to the others that had accumulated around them. "Remember to have the name Genesis placed on the list cutey." He called as Noir made his exit from the club. The vampire was actually looking forward to the next night, teasing a hybrid would be a new type of danger in his mind.

Genesis turned his attention to the young many, an attractive human already at her side and asking her to dance. He watched quietly as she flirty with the human before introducing herself and making her own leave. Genesis made a not to, at some point tomorrow, recall who exactly Ramien was. The name was unique and held a bit of a familiar ring to it. Not a big problem at the moment though considering his daughter was departing from them.

He moved back to face the bar, flirting with the bartender to get a free martini. It wasn't exactly hard with the amount of charm he possessed, humans and vampires alike were always taken in by his charisma and seductive tone. Genesis removed the olive from the glass, biting it off the toothpick it was on and chewed before swallowing. It gave him no sustenance, no really taste either, but it was nice to go through the familiar motions he had long ago before he lost his mortality.

Finding his partner to be rather quiet, Genesis took the opportunity to find what had captured Zane's attention. He followed the younger man's gaze to a woman, one he had seen before both with and without Zane. He noticed the smiles, the glints in the eyes and frowned. Zane had always been a sucker for tasty blood. Genesis glared rather childishly at both of them before giving a huff and downing his drink in all but one gulp, wishing he could get a buzz going on by drinking it so quickly.

The young boy walked close by his mistress’s side, his eyes somewhat wide by being introduced to so many unknowns in one sitting. But if the mistress should like going to clubs, he could definitely do his best to enjoy it too- or at least not make a scene.

It came as a relief when she decided to head back to an area less populated by bodies, and he reflected on how kind she was compared to so many others he had seen. As she reclined into the couch, he settled down next to her, sitting cross legged- almost close enough to touch her, but still a few inches respectively away.

Stevey gaze at Mistress Emma, and a soft smile tweaked the corners of his lips up a small bit. “If you’d like to go do something, feel free to do so. I think I’ll be fine right here.” He nodded slightly to himself, almost as if he were reassuring his own mind than hers. Yes, he’d be fine. He knew what to do if threatened as well.

She seemed to turn her head to look at him, once more making sure his person was unharmed and still nearby. He truly felt safe near this vampire, despite his usual unease towards many. She then smiled at him, to which he once more returned the content gesture.

“I really do think I’ll be fine. Don’t worry too much about me, I want you to have fun and do what you need to do.” He tentatively poked her very gently on the arm before withdrawing his hand to sit clasped in his lap, a reassuring look to his eyes. He didn't want his mistress to forever be worried about him and keep her from doing what she wanted to do.




Gleaming eyes peered through the darkness of the night, a slender form twitching against the ground. Chich blinked a few times, a cattish grin on her feline face. She trotted over to the door of the nightclub, and slipped in when another body opened it.

Tall ear flicking, the long-haired dark smoky grey feline sat back near the door, tail once more twitching against the ground as she gazed around the floors. The lights were bright and the music loud. There was a ridiculous amount of scents- both human and vampire.

Of course.

An internal smirk pressed just behind her lips as her gaze fixed on a serving boy holding a platter of food. Chicha rose from her seated position and immediately stalked her way towards him. Threading between his legs when he didn’t expect it, he obviously tripped over her, sending the platter flying quite a few feet ahead while he smacked against the floor.

A snicker pressed past Chech’s lips, and she darted to the fallen dishes. She picked out a rather slimy anchovy and carried it within her mouth cheerfully. Her eyes soon found two familiar faces, and her paws began to work upon the surface of the floors as she trotted over to them, rather unseen.

She paused at the legs of the stool Genesis was sitting on, and in one smooth motion leapt up to his lap. She immediately opened her mouth, releasing the slimy fish onto his pretty pants. She smiled ever so innocently up at him. “I brought you a present, Gen-kun!” Her voice was peppy and upbeat, marred only by her form. After she spoke, she immediately hopped into Zane’s lap, a small purr rumbling through her form to travel to his legs for a moment before it was cut off. She lounged across his legs, opening her mouth in a large yawn.

Rather large fangs presented themselves with the open mouth. They could be compared to a saber tooth, though they somehow managed not to show outside of her mouth unless she specifically wanted them to. On such a cat as she was, it would be rather unsettling to most humans.