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#2015-07-01 11:21:30, as written by The Toxic Cereus

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Tell Me I'm A Wreck by Every Avenue
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Wavering
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XXXThe only good thing about being a vampire, was the nocturnal schedule they functioned with. It was only bad when it was thrown off. In which it was after last night. She spent her night at Love Bites, her families club. The infamous club was always packed. In the hustling city of Las Vegas, if you were at Love Bites, you were among the well known. Between Love Bites and Plasma - the more classy club they owned, Love Bites had the larger crowd, therefore required more work. Plasma was for those with money to flaunt. Personally she enjoyed Plasma more for the lavish and elegant interior, but her time was mostly spent at Love Bites.
XXXShe didn't get to spend the time there partying and forgetting about her troubles like many people did. Odette got to work on the paperwork, deal with complaints, and help run the place. Whether that be filling in for a bartender when they didn't show up, or calling taxi's nearing closing time. Off time, she was balancing finances, speaking with sponsors, and ensuring legal rights.
XXXSomehow the night ended with an argument between her and her father. About the direction of the club, and beginning to use more technological approaches to advertisement over billboard ads. Odette of course, felt she was right - and her father couldn't let go of the past. As hypocritical as that is.
XXXOdette didn't get back to her flat, which happened to be the pent suit of the building, until 7 in the morning. While the world was beginning to wake up to live out their menial lives, she was closing her eyes to it.
XXXThe vampire lived a life of luxury. Money couldn't be the least of her problems. Her bedroom was something out of every persons dream. The best money could buy. She liked the dark interior. It only helped with the avoidance of bright light. Besides sunlight, Odette also didn't like bright colors. Her home reflected that taste.
XXXDreamless nights were almost better than dreams. It ensured she didn't have anything to lust after. Her dreams she could never really decipher. It was only glimpses of what could have been. That life that was maybe there for her beyond the thin veil of life and death. She was already half was across that sheet. Technically, she was no longer living. It was 8 at night when she was awoken by the sound of her bedroom door opening, and she jolted up in bed, ready to deal with the unknown intruder. Then the cocky voice filled the room.
XXXOf course it was her annoying ass of a cousin. She didn't truly mean the thoughts...entirely. It was the closest thing she could form of an eloquent sentence this early in the night. A loud "rise and shine" came from him, and she only scowled, throwing pillows at him and yelling at him to get out of her room.
XXXJust like her, Ryder was just as stubborn. He wouldn't budge until she swung her long legs out of the plush covers. He jokingly whistled at her. The bed headed girl wearing a large T-shirt wasn't the sexiest sight. It wasn't long until he told her of his intentions to take her out. The rebuttal from Odette was long. She had far too much to do. Unlike Ryder she didn't have as much free time. When she did, it wasn't her first choice to go clubbing. She'd rather be alone in her dark apartment, watching some pointless T.V show, or doodling in her journal.
XXXThey arguing only got more heated when he told her of the club he had in mind. Typical Ryder, trying to get them in trouble. Odette couldn't bail him out if she was behind bars, or dead. It took him promising to not suede young ladies to dance on bar counters half naked at the club for at least a month. Odette would hold more over his head later.
XXXShe took her sweet time getting ready and putting on her makeup. Such a club she didn't want to dress up fully. So she went with a pair of black zippered pants, and teal lace top that cut off at her stomach. Ryder seemed to pay no mind to the length of time she took to get ready, and when she put on her heels and grabbed her small wallet that went into the hem of her pants - he jumped up from her living room couch that he was lounging at.
XXXIt took them nearly no time at all to arrive at the destination. Ryder insisted on driving. His 1967 Cadillac was his baby, and she was sure between her and the car, he'd choose the car. People looked at them with suspicion as they walked in. It took only a few glances around for Ryder to disappear to talk to some ladies. The life of the party ordered a round of drinks for everyone. Quickly she learned that her presence was for probably for more security purposes. He had to know that she wouldn't enjoy being out for another night. Instead of mingling, she took at a spot at the end of the bar, flagging the bartender down for a drink. She ordered a negroni cocktail, moving her eyes to the side of the club, watching the people get high on the temporary ecstasy.

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Where Did The Party Go by Fall Out Boy
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Confident
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XXXHe couldn't lie, sometimes he missed being able to go outside. Be like a so called "normal" person. It's been over a century since he'd last done that. He could wait another. There were more important matters as of late, like trying to cheer up his cousin. Lately, she'd been a colossal bitch to him, and everyone else. It was brief, but he remembered her fighting with her father the night previous. He was going to give her a ride home, but she was clearly occupied with giving someone a piece of her mind.
XXXRyder appreciated her for that, and all that she did for him. For as much of an ass she was, there was still a part of her that cared. And though she constantly told him to fuck off, he also knew she needed him. They were each others last connection to what was. Over the years, any other family quickly became left in the dust. Other than for Odette's father.
XXXFrom one of the girls at the club, he heard of another place that sounded interesting. A bit farther from the center of town. It was a place he hadn't heard much of, but of course knew that it crossed the line into werewolf territory. That's what interested him the most. He'd never been to a werewolf club. That realization disappointed him. It became a goal to go after that point.
XXXHe knew of the exact person he wanted to share such a moment with. The elevator seemed to be moving extra slow that day as he pushed the button up to the top floor. He and Odette lived in the same complex, while her father lived somewhere a bit out of town with a girl he was courting. Ryder tried to stay out of that business, but he couldn't help it. He knew it pained her, and that pained him.
XXXBursting into her bedroom to see her alert, looking like she was about to spew literal venom, he only laughed as she threw pillows at him. Every loud request to get out of her room he only took steps further in until he sat on the long sofa at the end of it, raising an eyebrow at her. Her disheveled appearance was a rare sight to anyone, so he took the opportunity to make fun of it, only earning more things to be thrown at him.
XXXTo get her to go, he lied through his teeth on a false deal. Knowing Odette, she'd make him uphold it though. Or else a few slashes would go onto his precious car, in which he could never risk damage. The plush couch she owned in her living room was almost enough persuasion for him to fall asleep there, and forget about the plans entirely. When she came out of the hall, hopping on a foot while putting on heels, he was ready to go.
XXXRyder didn't trust a valet to retrieve his car, so he did so himself, going down to the garage to get the car. He pulled into the front for Odette to get in before he drove to the club, parking not far in case of emergency. They could pass as humans though. There was nothing abnormal about them when it came to their appearance. Ryder would say he had supernatural beauty, but it would only get a punch in return. They walked in after waiting in a small line, the bouncer giving them the nod in. Immediately he saw a couple blonde haired scarlets dancing on the floor, and already knew the approach he was going to make. A brief smile went to Odette, almost as an apology before he was off.
XXXTaking drinks from the order he put in at the bar, he walked up to the ladies with the drinks in hand and a charming smile. Like that, the girls were puddy in his hands, and that just made him sigh internally. It was boring. No challenge. Just bimbos that were dumped by their boyfriend for being unfaithful. It was clear he had a type, and he wondered if he'd need to change it to find someone worth chasing. No matter the outcome, he was determined to find someone to take home.

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#2015-07-06 07:25:55, as written by The Toxic Cereus

XXXXXXXOᴅᴇᴛᴛᴇ Vᴀsɪʟᴇ

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Tell Me I'm A Wreck by Every Avenue
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Wavering
XXOᴜᴛғɪᴛ
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XXXOdette felt the eyes looking at her. Such a thing wasn't a shock to the vampire. She was used to be gawked at, especially by humans. She had never confirmed whether that be a vampire thing, or a personal one. Vampires were naturally seductive after all. It was how they were to feed. A vampire without charm wasn't one at all. They died before anyone could learn their names. Odette honestly didn't care either way. The less vampires meant less competition in the terms of feeding. Vampires had to be careful about the amount, and person they drank from. Though they're bite felt like the best drug a person could ever experience, it did leave a person hindered, like any blood donation would.
XXXThe smells of the bar made her sigh. At least at the club she could sneak away to the back room to get something productive done while he cousin fucked around. Literally and figuratively. She took slow sips of her drink, the red lipstick left behind on the glass with each raising to her lips. The bartender made her a second one when she flagged him down. At least werewolves had decent alcohol.
XXXShe watched her cousin hit up star struck broads with drinks, and she could only roll her eyes before she looked back to the bar. Two girls crowded around a dark haired man a few bar stools away. It wasn't hard to tell he wasn't jumping at the company like many guys would. It was interesting to say the least. Looking at the drink in front of him, she lifted a hand to the bartender, sending a wicked grin his way.
XXX"Have his next drink be on me" she told the young bartender who nodded at her before returning to the conversation he was having with someone on the opposite end of the bar. Odette knew her gesture would send the right message his way. She had no problem with making moves on people that looked interesting. Let alone attractive people. She was always the dominant player. The girl seized power in all situations, the bar scene being no different. It wasn't her full intention to go home with anyone. Though she was fond of having sex, it was a gateway to forget her miserable life of being the bitch of Father, and babysitter of her cousin.

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Where Did The Party Go by Fall Out Boy
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Confident
XXOᴜᴛғɪᴛ
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XXXThe girls took the drinks from him with small giggles and words behind their hands to one another. Drunk ladies obviously didn't know the volume of their voice, as he heard all their words clearly. He kept his nonchalant face on, but in all honesty was bored of such cliche women. Even before he was turned it was the same thing with women. Time didn't change them much at all in his eyes. Still all doey eyed, only dressing less. Modesty was no longer a thing of the time. Not that he minded.
XXXIt was while he was looking past the two broads that he spotted someone that didn't look like any typical girl. She had a wild, untamed appearance. It was something that drew him into approaching the girl who looked like she wanted something better to do. Like him, she looked utterly bored.
XXXThe look almost gave him hope that he and Odette weren't the only ones at the bar that bared any sort of difference to everyone else in the bar. Not just any difference of course. They were vampires, but they both had a dangerous look to them. He could only imagine what would happen if the two were caught in werewolf territory. The thought made him smile.
XXXThe music blared in his ears, and he stopped by the bar, patting Odette on the shoulder as he grabbed two beers, one for him, one for the wild woman.
"Try not to look like such a bitch. A little fun wouldn't kill you" he joked in her ear, making him glare at him until he left. With the bottles in hand, he approached the girl with the extended hand with a beer in it.
XXX"Have a name darling?" he asked with a sly smile, giving the girl a look down. He appreciated the tight fitting clothing that left little to his imagination.

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#2015-07-06 10:32:41, as written by desire99600

Natasha made her way through the club, stopping eventually to lean against the wall, letting her eyes wander the place, looking for a guy who would take her home. She decided on a human man lingering near the bar because he looked a little dangerous so she had a feeling he'd be some fun, but before she could move over to him, her eyes were pulled in another direction.

A different man was making his way towards her, two beers in his hands, a confident look on his face. Instantly, she forgot the other guy because this guy was much better. He looked much more dangerous, which she liked and he was attractive as hell. "Have a name darling?" He asked as he came close, handing her one of the beers. There was a sly smile on his lips as he spoke that she liked. Instantly, she could tell he was the kind of guy who found talking to girls much too easy.

Natasha brought her beer to her lips with a smirk, raising a brow when his eyes took her in, not even trying to hide the way he'd checked her out though she had to admit, his eyes on her made her heart beat a little faster. "Yeah I do." Natasha shrugged casually with a smirk, eyes running over him slowly, taking him in, deciding she wanted him. Though he didn't have to know that yet. She brought her beer to her lips again, taking another drink before letting her eyes fall on his. "But why should give it to you?" She asked, raising a brow, curious to see what he'd say.

Something about him was incredibly alluring and she couldn't help but wonder what he was like in bed. There was definitely something dangerous about him and she liked that a lot. She was drawn to dangerous men because they didn't bore her. They were almost never too nice or too gentle and they excited the hell out of her. Still, she'd gone home with guys she thought were dangerous only to find out they were actually very boring in bed so she hoped she wasn't wrong about him.

Adrian continued to talk to the two girls, only half paying attention to what they were saying. The other half of his attention was on the dark haired girl at the end of the bar. He continued to glance over at her briefly as he drank and carried on the boring conversation he was having with the girls. He watched her flag down the bartender with a wicked grin that seemed irresistible before his eyes went back to the girls in front of him.

A moment later, his bartender, Tony, came by with another drink and set it down, gesturing to the interesting dark haired girl. "It's from her." He told him with a wink and Adrian nodded. He was half tempted to walk over and tell her she didn't need to buy his drink because he owned the club and then make the rest of her drinks free, but he didn't. She didn't seem like the kind of girl who would be impressed if he flaunted the fact that he owned the place.

Instead, he walked over to her with his drink, abandoning the two other girls and leaning against the bar next to her casually. He was quite comfortable despite how stunning she was. "Thank you." He said simply about the drink, taking a drink before lowering it again, letting his eyes run over her briefly. She was even more attractive close up and she have off a dangerous kind of energy that he liked. "I'm Adrian." He nodded with a slight smile, eyes on hers. "Do you have a name?" He asked, raising a brow.

He liked her already and he didn't even know her name. Just the fact that she'd made the first move in buying his drink had him more interested in her then he'd been in a girl in a long time. It was usually him, making the moves so he liked that she'd stepped up and done it. It showed that she was different then most of the girls he took home. They were easy to manipulate and he quickly got bored of them. She seemed quite the opposite.

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#2015-07-07 07:24:25, as written by The Toxic Cereus

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Tell Me I'm A Wreck by Every Avenue
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Wicked
XXOᴜᴛғɪᴛ
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XXXWith two drinks down, she almost felt indifferent. It didn't change her demeanor at all. She wondered if it even got to her anymore. A few more drinks would loosen her up a bit. She couldn't remember the last time she had gotten drunk. With as much responsibility as she had, she didn't have the luxury of it. Tomorrow she had to work once again, catching up on what she was missing now. Odette tried to put the thought to the back of her head.
XXXHer eyes followed the bartender that gave the man a drink. The girls chatted his ear off, and she could only snicker inside her head. She knew all too well the look he had. But she also saw the few times he glanced her way.
XXXWhen he came over, she eyed him like prey, bringing her third drink to her lips as he thanked her for the drink. Once she learned his name, she only raised a brow at his further question. She mentally was deciding how she was going to go about this conversation.
XXX"Do you have a name?" he asked. She let out a small huff of what was almost a laugh, leaning back in her bar chair.
XXX"Generally people have names, yes. I do have one" she responded. Closer to her she could see his sharp features, and slight curls within his hair. He didn't look like many of the men around. He was far more built, it was obvious he kept pride into his appearance. Yet, so did she.
XXXAfter a few moments, out of the corner of her eye, she saw her cousin hitting up a new girl. Spinning the small straw in her drink she looked back at Adrian.
XXX"The only way you'll get my name, is if I get your last name" she practically demanded with her smooth voice, crossing her legs. She was thinking on how she wanted to play her games tonight. Like any person, she was ready to play her games of wits and sly words.

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Where Did The Party Go by Fall Out Boy
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Sly
XXOᴜᴛғɪᴛ
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XXXHer wild persona took him. When she took the drink and brought it to her lips, he watched every movement carefully. He went to lean against the wall, taking a sip of his own beer as she answered him.
XXX"Yeah I do." her reply was casual. She had a sense of humor. A wicked one at that. He liked that about the girl, so far, she seemed to be his catch of the night. He'd have fun trying to tame this girl.
XXX"But why should give it to you?" she added after, only making him give her a half smile, putting the drink to his lips once more. He gave her a look down, sizing her up. The girl wasn't short, but he most definitely taller than her. He looked down at her, before leaning slightly.
XXX"Because you're bored and want a bit of fun" he said simply. That was the truth for about anyone in the club. Every person there wanted to forget something. Forget someone. Find something exciting to do with their miserable lives. He was no different. He just wanted to live what his life was. Odette didn't see the worth in his partying, drinking, and fucking around - but he wouldn't trade it. What was outside of that? Responsibility? Having to get some worthless job somewhere. Why would he do that when he had everything he wanted?
XXXRyder had money. Money wasn't a problem in the slightest. His lifestyle reflected that. The lavish fixed up car, the decked out apartment, designer clothes. Some women were drawn to him for that fact. He quickly learned that, and as soon as he did, he played them to get a quick fuck before kicking them to the curb, like he did most of his women.

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#2015-07-14 07:09:42, as written by desire99600

Natasha could tell her answer interested him as he took a drink from his beer and looked her over again, making her smirk at him. He looked down at her and leaned in ever so slightly and she had to admit, there was a little heat between them she hadn't noticed before. Maybe it was the drinks she'd had, the emotions running through her from the others in the club, or the fact that she was actually pretty interested in this guy, but, whatever the case, it was there. For her at least.

"Because you're bored and want a bit of fun." He said simply and Asha raised a brow. She leaned back a little as she took another drink of her beer and looked him over again. He was attractive, that was for sure and he definitely knew what he was doing when it came to women. For a moment, she tried to think of reasons why she shouldn't go home with him, like she always did right before doing it anyway. She tried, unsuccessfully to talk herself out of wanting yet another random guy, attempting to remember the things Adrian had said to her that morning during his lecture, knowing it was bad for her to live the way she did.

In the end, however, she couldn't really bring herself to care. She couldn't think of a damn reason why she shouldn't want him. He was attractive and he was right. She was bored and wanted to have fun. Like always, she decided she didn't care what Adrian had said or what she should do. She was going to do what she wanted to do because that's what she always did.

"Well, if that's not a good enough reason, I guess I don't know what is, but you better not disappoint. You promise fun, I better get it." She smirked wickedly, raising a brow. "I'm Natasha." She finally breathed, taking a drink from her beer with a smirk. "How about yourself?" She asked for his name as well, tone casual, but just slightly interested in him.

The girl let out a small scoff and he kept his eyes on her, curious to know what her name was. "Generally people have names, yes. I do have one." She responded and he smirked, liking the way she spoke. She was definitely a hell of a lot more amusing then most the girls he spoke to. She seemed smart and confident as opposed to vapid and just looking to please. Not only that, but she was also much prettier then the other girls in the club and that was even more evident up close. Everything from her actual physical features to the way she carried herself made her more beautiful then the other girls he'd spoken to.

Her eyes turned away from him for a moment and he briefly let his eyes follow hers, spotting his sister talking with a man he'd never seen before. He sighed and took brought his drink from his lips before turning his eyes back to hers to find she was looking at him again. He smiled at her. "The only way you'll get my name, is if I get your last name." She practically demanded, tone perfectly smooth, making him raise a brow.

This girl was a heart breaker. He could see that clearly and he'd hardly spoken a few words to her. The smooth, perfect tone of her voice made that much clear. Still, it only made her that much more interesting. He liked that she didn't ask for what she wanted, she demanded it. "Woods." He responded simply, holding her eyes. "My last name's Woods." Adrian said as he took another drink before looking her over from head to toe. "Now what about you? Can I get your name?" He asked, bringing his eyes back to hers and raising a brow.

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#2015-07-14 07:50:57, as written by The Toxic Cereus

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Tear In My Heart by Twenty One Pilots
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Entertained
XXOᴜᴛғɪᴛ
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XXXEver so often her eyes peaked to her cousin. She hoped he wouldn't do anything rash or stupid. Though, neither of those things were far from his playing field. In her mind she then waved him off before sending him a mental message of "be stupid and I'm banning you from the club". The corners of her lips twisted in a small smirk, looking at Adrian. Her eyes continued scanning him over like he was prey, looking at his body language, changes in expression. When he spoke his last name, it reminded her of a James Bond movie, and she took a sip of her drink as he eyed her right back.
"Now what about you? Can I get your name?" he asked her, raising a brow on his defined face.
XXX"Hmm, Mr.Woods. A name isn't so important, is it? Only a thing used for identification, or a lustful sigh. For the sake of conversation, you can call me Alex. Play your hand right, you may get more out of that equation" she spoke the smirk present in her lips as she said the words. To Odette, names did hold power. First names were used in friendships in which she had little of. Last names, were distant, professional. Alex was not a lie from her name however. Her middle name was Alexandra, but often she used Alex while in the bar scene.She looked to the drink in his hands before plucking it from his fingertips without any inquiry of asking, bringing the bottle of what smelled like beer to her lips, taking a quick sip. Odette didn't bother to wipe the dark red lipstick stains off when she handed it back over.
XXX"So Mr.Woods, why are you here tonight. No one comes to a bar without reason. Women falling all over your pretty little face, I've seen many men jump at that" she said evenly. It was curious to why he had decided to not go away with the girls talking to him. They may have been a dime a dozen, but they were definitely willing to do whatever this night. Odette may had bought him a drink, but that didn't mean he needed to accept it. Though it would have been a change if someone were to decline.

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Time Of Our Lives by Pitbull
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Sly
XXOᴜᴛғɪᴛ
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XXXRyder looked down at her when the distance between them seemed to shrink in size. Not that he minded in the slightest. Taking the drink as he waited for her to respond, he heard a nagging voice within his head and played it off on his face. Odette's manner of seemingly being in control bothered him. He was a grown adult - he could do as he pleased. He was no one's bitch, and Odette seemed to think the world would fall to it's knees if she asked. While many would, he knew her before she was this, and this independent bitch behavior only brought out the worst in him.
XXX"Well, if that's not a good enough reason, I guess I don't know what is, but you better not disappoint. You promise fun, I better get it." she spoke with a wicked smile, earning a similar expression from Ryder. He liked the girl, he could probably guess why. The blonde being far more attractive than any other woman in the bar, or even in the city, the wild untamed personality, the level of daring she had. Ryder liked that she wouldn't settle for boring, and neither would he.
"I'm Natasha." she introduced while pausing to take a sip from her drink before asking his name as well. He raised a brow in a feign thinking expression before speaking.
"You could really call me anything you want darling, but I think I'll like my name a lot more if it came from you. I'm Ryder" he answered with a grin before drinking the last of his beer as well, looking to the rest of the bar before looking back at Natasha.
He did actually think for a moment while looking at the exit signs of the bar. He looked around for something they could do to talk a bit before he'd invite her back to his place. Ryder drove his baby to the bar, he couldn't have some psycho trashing it at the end of the night. With his luck, he could never be too careful.
"Dart board or pool table. Have a preference?" he asked her, moving from his leaning position against the wall, ready to do whatever the blonde wanted to.

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#2015-07-21 04:19:40, as written by desire99600

The man looked like he was thinking for a moment and she took a drink of her beer as she waited for him to speak. "You could really call me anything you want darling, but I think I'll like my name a lot more if it came from you. I'm Ryder." He answered with a grin and she smiled, liking the name. It suited his the dangerous, almost reckless feeling he gave off. She watched him finish off his beer before glancing around the bar.

Nay glanced around as well, wondering where Adrian was, hoping he wouldn't come looking for her. Usually, he left her alone, but sometimes he got a little too worried about her and dragged her home. It was usually a good thing. He really only stepped in when she got too fucked up and was liable to start trouble or when the guy shed chosen for the night seemed particularly awful. She tended to go for dangerous guys and, while most of them, she could handle, sometimes she found herself in over her head and Adrian had to step in and take her home before things got bad.

Thankfully, Adrian didn't seem to be paying any attention to her. In fact, he was preoccupied with a pretty brunette at the bar. He looked completely transfixed by her, making Natasha smirk. Her brother was good with women, but they tended to bore him. He'd much rather spend his time taking care of pack business. She was glad he'd found someone he was interested in to occupy his time. Good luck, I'll see you tomorrow She sent to her brother telepathically, letting him know she'd probably be going home with someone else "Dart board or pool table. Have a preference?" Ryder asked her, pulling her back to their conversation and she turned her eyes to him with a smirk.

"Well, I could kick your ass at either." She shrugged, raising a brow, eyes running over him like she was sizing him up. "But given the choice, I guess it has to be pool table." She answered before passing him and heading towards the pool tables on the other side of the place. She didn't bother to wait for him or glance over her shoulder to see if he was coming because she knew he'd follow.

"Hmm, Mr. Woods. A name isn't so important, is it? Only a thing used for identification, or a lustful sigh. For the sake of conversation, you can call me Alex. Play your hand right, you may get more out of that equation." The woman said with a smirk and he raised a brow at her answer. Every second he talked to her, she got more interesting. He'd only been speaking to her for a moment or two and already, he was completely fixated on her. He liked the fact that she wouldn't give him her real name, almost like she wanted him to earn it. It made him want to know who she was that much more.

The way she spoke was also incredibly interesting. She spoke with complete confidence though not in an arrogant way, at least not to him. She gave off a sense of power, like a queen and her words were clever, making it clear that she was much smarter then most of the vapid, shallow girls in the bar. He was going to speak then when he heard Natasha's voice in his head and he had to resist the urge to roll his eyes, not wanting Alex to think it was her he was rolling them at. He simply glanced at his sister briefly giving the man she was with one more look-over to make sure he didn't have to step in before deciding she'd probably be fine. She could handle herself quite well most of the time.

His attention was pulled back to Alec when she swiped the drink from his hands and he just smirked and let her bring it to her lips and take a sip before handing it back with dark lipstick all over the rim. "So Mr. Woods, why are you here tonight. No one comes to a bar without reason. Women falling all over your pretty little face, I've seen many men jump at that." She said evenly. Adrian just shrugged like the other girls didn't interest him.

"I didn't come for the women. The shallow girls that come here aren't interesting to me. Besides, I came mostly to keep an eye on my sister. She tends to get herself into more trouble then she can handle." He shrugged, taking a final sip from his drink before setting it aside since it was empty. "However, when a woman who's prettier them most the girls in the club and looks like she has more important things on her mind then her hair buys me a drink, I can't resist." He smirked, letting his eyes run over her before bringing them back to hers. "What about yourself? When I first spotted you, you didn't look too thrilled to be here. Why are you here tonight?" He asked casually in return.

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#2015-07-21 07:26:33, as written by The Toxic Cereus

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XXXHer dark eyes sized him up further. The lighting in the bar didn't make it easy to see many details however. Never was she done examining a person. There was always things to be learned. A lot was told in subconscious behavior. Often she was able to suede Ryder's problems from him due to this skill. Though for Odette, information was easy to coax out of anyone with her poison tongue. Literally. The manipulations of toxins was something she used to her advanage. When information was withheld, it was simple to get when they're high on toxins, or begging for their life.

The glass in her own hands she took a sip of, the clash of alcohol from his drink didn't mix well with hers, but it still did the favor of burning her throat as it went down. It was sad that alcohol didn't effect her as much anymore. It did make sense though. Years upon years of drinking, and not really being alive - it had to count for something.

"I didn't come for the women. The shallow girls that come here aren't interesting to me. Besides, I came mostly to keep an eye on my sister. She tends to get herself into more trouble then she can handle." Adrian said with a shrug. It seemed they were in a similar dilemma. Odette watched as he took that last sip and set the glass aside. For some reason she did enjoy the look of his lips, as strange as it sounded in her head. The scruff helped. Never was she a fan of clean shaven guys. She liked those who looked more mature, more put together. Not little boys that needed their Mother anymore. "However, when a woman who's prettier then most the girls in the club and looks like she has more important things on her mind then her hair buys me a drink, I can't resist." he continued with a smirk, his eyes glancing over her, and she could only smirk at the gesture. "What about yourself? When I first spotted you, you didn't look too thrilled to be here. Why are you here tonight?" he asked casually, and she leaned in her chair slightly.
"Hmm, so your sister is a bit of a trouble maker then. Needs someone to watch out for her. It's an exhausting, and it gets rather old fast" she stated, looking over at her cousin once more before looking back at Adrian. Of course he already had a girl picked for the night. She'd have to call a taxi home. "So what is interesting to you Mr.Woods?"she asked before a wicked smile fell upon her lips.

"How flattering. I can't tell whether the flattery is to persuade me to fuck you now, or later. Mr.Woods, you wouldn't want to know the things on my mind" she said, each vulgar word accentuated with her mouth before answering his question. "I'm in the same rickety boat as you. I'm watching my cousin. He seems to think it's funny to pull me away from work to watch him party" she said with a sigh. She should have been sleeping in and doing expense reports for the club. But she was here. Thankfully her company wasn't bad in the slightest. She would have all too much fun playing with him.

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XXX"Well, I could kick your ass at either." she shrugged at him before looking him down. That was his job, the fact that a woman wasn't being pushed over by him, was incredibly sexy. Most girls would be twirling their hair, acting dumb. She knew what she wanted. A girl with a plan. "But given the choice, I guess it has to be pool table." she decided walking right past him without as much as a glance. Ryder smiled to himself as he watched her walk to the pool table, his eyes grazing over her body as she walked. The girl knew she had control at the moment. He'd give her that satisfaction for now.

Ryder followed her to the pool table, taking a cue and placing chalk upon the end. The balls were already set in a triangle and he looked to her before grabbing her a cue as well.
"Let's make this interesting. Winner owes the other a favor. Anything they want" he spoke with a grin, removing the triangle from the board before stopping a staff member walking by for another round of drinks. The music of the bar was blaring, and so were the other people. It almost made him not want to stay at the bar. Almost.

He had to see whether this girl was as different as she came off, or if it was just some act. He'd gotten girls to come back with him, to learn they were boring as hell. Natasha seemed different to say the least. He demeanor seemed genuine. As if she didn't care. Much like Ryder.

Out of the corner of his eyes he could see Odette sending a glare his way that only made him snicker to himself. Odette had never been fond of his partying lifestyle. Parties at the club, or at his house - he was always doing something to that sort. Sitting around wasn't much his style. Perhaps it was because sitting around meant he would need to think, and that's something he avoided. He'd rather be shit faced and in some girls bed then do that. It made his life much easier.

"So do you come here often?" he asked as he gestured at the pool table. "Ladies first" Ryder teased with a devilish smile. He couldn't decide whether he'd let her win or not. Depending on her shot he'd see. If she was any good, he may actually attempt to play, unlike the many times he had to lose to let a drunk blonde win.

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#2015-07-22 07:19:25, as written by desire99600

Just like she knew he would, Ryder followed her over to the pool table. Natasha leaned against its side as she watched him grab himself a cue and chalk it before getting one for her at well. She took it and chalked it before setting the chalk aside and glancing at him as he spoke. "Let's make this interesting. Winner owes the other a favor. Anything they want." He said, grinning and she smirked and nodded, agreeing.

He removed the triangle before stopping someone and ordering a round of drinks while silently, she tried to decide how she wanted to go about playing. She was pretty good at pool. She wasn't a pro, but with all the time she's spent in clubs and bars over her life, she'd had lots of practice. Sometimes, however, she had to lose on purpose. A lot of the guys she picked were dangerous and hot-headed, meaning they didn't exactly take too well to losing so winning was usually more trouble then it was worth. Still, she wasn't exactly in the mood to go easy on him. She wanted to see if he was actually good enough to beat her.

"So do you come here often?" He asked, gesturing to the table, wanting her to take her turn first. "Ladies first." Ryder teased with a devilish smile on his lips that she quite liked. She didn't answer right away. Instead, she walked around the table and leaned over it to take the first shot, scattering the balls across the table, sinking a striped ball. She stood and glanced at Ryder with a smirk.

She considered telling him she practically owned the bar, but decided against it. She preferred not to flaunt the fact that the bar pretty much belonged to her. "You could say that." She shrugged casually, leaning down and lining up another shot. She took it quickly and with accuracy, cleanly sinking another ball into one of the pockets. "I come to all the bars on this side of town a lot." She said as their drinks arrived. She opened hers and took a drink before setting it aside and shooting once more, sending a third ball into a pocket, causing her to smirk. "They're loud and crowded, which I like." She shrugged.

The next shot she made failed to sink a ball so she took her drink and stepped away from the table a little to watch him take his turn, curious to see if he was any good. She leaned on her cue a little as she took a sip of her beer, eyes on him. "How about yourself?" She asked. She'd never seen him before, she was sure of that, but for all she knew, he'd been there before and she'd been at another one of her bars of she'd simply missed him. "You come to the Silver Bullet a lot?" She asked, raising a brow as she took another sip of her drink.

"Hmm, so your sister is a bit of a trouble maker then. Needs someone to watch out for her. It's an exhausting, and it gets rather old fast." Alex said before glancing away from him briefly and he nodded in agreement because she was right. He loved his sister and he didn't mind looking after her. Since they were young, he'd always protected her from her own recklessness, but he had to admit, sometimes it wore on him. He knew he could never change her. She'd never be interested in conducting the business side of running the pack.

All she was interested in was the strength and the power. She liked threatening people who didn't agree with them, running lone or rival werewolf packs out of town, and lashing out at vampires who stepped into their way. She liked partying and sleeping around and none of that would ever change. Still, he couldn't help but wish, at least a little, that she wasn't prone to getting herself into as much trouble as she always was. It would make his job of protecting her a lot easier. "So what is interesting to you Mr.Woods?" She asked with a wicked smirk, pulling him from his thoughts.

"How flattering. I can't tell whether the flattery is to persuade me to fuck you now, or later. Mr.Woods, you wouldn't want to know the things on my mind." She said and he raised a brow, eyes running over her. Every time she spoke, she said something completely unexpected and he liked that about her. "I'm in the same rickety boat as you. I'm watching my cousin. He seems to think it's funny to pull me away from work to watch him party." She said with a sigh.

Adrian smirked casually, glancing around the bar before bringing his eyes back to hers. "It was a compliment, not some sort of pick-up line." He smiled at her. "I really do find you interesting." He said honestly. "You're not like these other, shallow girls." He shrugged simply. "They're predictable where as you are anything but." He smirked simply, eyes on hers.

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#2015-07-22 08:40:41, as written by The Toxic Cereus

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XXX"It was a compliment, not some sort of pick-up line." Adrian smiled at her. She couldn't help but to give him a small contented smile back. Odette however, would not be surprised if the conversation did end up in a bed, correction, on the couch. He was playing the game well enough. Odette had settled for a lot less in the past anyway.

A strange thing according to her cousin, was that she never let a person into her bedroom. Ryder barely had permission to be in there. Odette had a second bedroom just for her one night flings and guest. Something about her room was too personal. It could be the old artwork scattered around, clothes covering the canvases. Looking at them brought back those old memories. Even though she still did draw ever so often, mostly when in meetings or to get her mind off work, she couldn't look at the old lively paintings now filled with dust. Another thing in her bedroom being a plethora of journals underneath her bed. Odette doesn't write in them everyday, every other day is more accurate. In them the memories of her life. She kept them well hidden.

"You're not like these other, shallow girls." Adrian shrugged simply before continuing "They're predictable where as you are anything but." his words made her raise a brow. She never thought herself particularly interesting. Many found her boring as she always worked. This man continued to spark her curiosity.

Odette bit her lip for a moment while in thought before the corners of her lips twitched upwards.
"We're all shallow Mr.Woods. If you aren't then you're lying. It's a doggy dog world after all" she shrugged as she held his light colored eyes. "I'm as predictable as the next girl. You just aren't thinking outside the box Mr.Woods. It only takes a bit of brain power...and a few drinks" she spoke as she brought the drink back to her lips.

"So what's your line of profession then? I am guessing it's something corporate, though by the way your built it could be some sort of physical labor. Maybe a bit of both. You have me stumped, typically I can pin it on the nail" she thought a loud, moving her dark hair behind her ear.

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XXXHe pressed the chalk in the cue as she lined herself up with the table. The position she took gave him a good glimpse of her cleavage. Ryder couldn't deny that he wasn't talking to her because she also had nice assets. He was a man after all, and one that liked to party. He didn't expect her to stay, but she'd be fun while it lasted.

His eyes followed the striped ball that she sunk on her first shot, the balls scattering in different directions. He already was trying to decide the most logical place for him to sink.

"You could say that." she spoke when it sunk before she lined herself up once more. He leaned against the side of the pool table while she made her shot that went into another pocket. "I come to all the bars on this side of town a lot." Natasha added as their drinks were delivered. Ryder went and took his, opening it with ease before bringing it to his lips. Once again she hit another ball into the socket, and he had to say that he was impressed.

Many girls that he met could barely hit the ball. Whether they were too drunk to, or just had bad aim - he couldn't decide. Natasha would prove to make the game more interesting. He figured if she hit the bar scene a lot, then this was a typical night.
"They're loud and crowded, which I like." she said, and it didn't strike him as much of a surprise. She seemed wild, a party goer like himself.

As she made the last attempt she missed. Thankfully. He'd hate to have her win the game on the first try. Though nearly impossible, he had seen other people do it.
"How about yourself?" she took a pause between "You come to the Silver Bullet a lot?" Natasha asked. He shook his head.
"There's a first time for everything darling. Typically don't come this way" he answered as he lined his pool cue up with the ball and shot between two solid balls. To his own luck they both sunk in the hole, though it was close as a stripped ball came very close to tipping into the pocket as well.
"I'm typically at Love Bites. Nice place. A lot of card playing" he told her as he lined up his shot for the next ball, and ended up falling short to get into the pocket. He took a step back and took a sip of his drink.
"I haven't played pool in a long time darling, you'll have to go easy on me" he smirked.

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#2015-07-24 04:43:53, as written by desire99600

Asha sipped from her beer and watched Ryder, raising a brow when he shook his head. "There's a first time for everything darling. Typically don't come this way." He answered her question and she nodded. That made sense. She'd never seen him there before and she knew she would have remembered him if she had. Her eyes followed his to the table, watching him line up his shot before taking it. She smirked when two solid balls sunk on one hit, impressing her. Though it wasn't a perfect shot as he almost knocked one of her balls in, it was still a pretty good one.

"I'm typically at Love Bites. Nice place. A lot of card playing." He said as he lined up another shot and she flicked her eyes from the table to him. Hearing him say he was usually at Love Bites put her a little on edge. Love Bites was a popular vampire club. He could still be human, obviously, but she wasn't too fond of anyone who spent a lot of time around vampires. Still, she tried to tell herself she was just being paranoid. If he was a vampire or a human spying for the vampires, she was sure she'd have known before then.

Besides, if that was the case, why would he openly tell her he spent most of his time at Love Bites? "I haven't played pool in a long time darling, you'll have to go easy on me." He said with a smirk as he stepped away from the table, bringing her back to the game. She took another drink from her beer before stepping up to the table and setting it on the table's side, leaning down to line up another shot.

"Love Bites is nice. I've been there once." She said with a smirk as she sent another ball into a pocket. She wasn't supposed to be going to vampire bars for obvious reasons, but she'd always been a little too reckless for her own good. Besides, she'd been curious to see what it was like, so she'd snuck in one night. Without Adrian knowing, of course. If he had known, he would have killed her. It was a nice place for sure. Much nicer then the two or three bars her pack owned, but that was because most of their money went into their hotels. "It was too nice for me though." She said as she sunk a second ball.

Nat stood then and took a sip of her beer, eyes on him. "So, what is it you do for a living?" She asked with a smirk, eyes running over him. His clothes looked expensive. Whatever he did, he was good at it. She leaned down and took a third shot, sinking one more ball before missing her fourth shot and taking a step back, gesturing for him to take his turn.

Adrian watched her as she seemed to be thinking for a moment and he smiled because he liked a girl who thought before she spoke. It meant she had something intelligent to say and it also made her less transparent then other girls who just spoke without bothering to think first. "We're all shallow Mr. Woods. If you aren't then you're lying. It's a doggy dog world after all." She shrugged as she held eyes and he raised a brow at that.

"I'm as predictable as the next girl. You just aren't thinking outside the box Mr.Woods. It only takes a bit of brain power...and a few drinks." She said as she took another sip of her drink. He ordered himself another before turning his eyes back on her as she went on. "So what's your line of profession then? I am guessing it's something corporate, though by the way your built it could be some sort of physical labor. Maybe a bit of both. You have me stumped, typically I can pin it on the nail." She mused and he smirked.

Mostly, his work was corporate, dealing with the casinos and hotels his pack owned, but there were also physical jobs he had to do for the pack as well. Those were less about business, however, and more about territory and power. Occasionally, he'd have to run a lone werewolf out of town, take care of werewolf packs that overstepped their boundaries, or "handle" particularly troublesome vampires. Those jobs often went to Natasha, because, even though she was smaller and not as strong, she was more violent then him and tended to enjoy those jobs more. Still, sometimes she wanted him to come along and other times, no matter how ferocious she was, she was just too tiny to do the job so it was left to him.

"I work for my family." He responded simply, eyes on hers. "We run several businesses in Vegas. A few hotels and casinos." He said though to say a few was really putting it lightly. They really owned almost all of Vegas's major hotels and casinos. Any they didn't own, they had made sure to gain influence over. His drink came then and he took it, opening it and taking a sip. "My sister is technically supposed to be the one inheriting everything so her name's going to be on everything, but like I said, she's more of a trouble maker." He smirked casually. "I do all the work." He shrugged like it didn't bother him because it really didn't. He liked things the way they were.

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#2015-07-24 08:33:53, as written by The Toxic Cereus

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XXXOdette traced the water lines of her cup with her finger as he spoke. Though his response got her mind ticking away. Family, casinos, hotels. The things clicked with one type of person, a werewolf. She had to stop her train of thought. Perhaps he was a werewolf, if he was, he hadn't caught onto her yet. Which was ideal, and she hoped would stay that way. Or he could simply be a human in werewolf territory. Werewolves and vampires were alike in the sense that they had to be quiet about what they were, and humans were in both of their territories. It was their job to keep those humans in check.

Of course, Odette didn't have to do much to ensure that people behaved. The ones that didn't seemed to all get an infectious disease, and always came begging for her help. When so called "cured", they owed her favors. She had them all on a string, and she was the puppeteer.

She raised a brow at his next words.
"My sister is technically supposed to be the one inheriting everything so her name's going to be on everything, but like I said, she's more of a trouble maker." He smirked casually. "I do all the work." He shrugged. Odette let out a small hum as she pursed her lips.

"She'd learn if you didn't clean up her mess. Though if living in the shadows is your gig, who am I to object" she spoke before giving him a small smirk. "Though I do like men who are hard working. It does make me wonder what else you'd be good at though" She leaned near him as she spoke, whispering the last sentence near his ear before Odette took a drink and put the glass back down. She tapping her pointed fingernails against the glass. Her other hand moved the ring around her finger absentmindedly.
"I am rather blunt Mr.Woods, as I hope you have gathered. What do you hope to get out of talking to me? Of course I did start the interaction, and have my own plans in mind, but I am curious as to what you hope to get out of this small talk. I've never been one for such idle conversation" the girl stated with clear eye contact. She didn't like beating around the bush, or speaking of idle subjects. Even off work, she spoke like it was such.

Her plan for what to do with him was simple. Take him home, fuck him, and then make him leave. Odette could've kept him around a bit longer if he weren't involved with this side of town. But it had been awhile since the last person she slept with. Odette had fed the day before, so that wasn't something she was after at the moment. Only the satisfaction of string free sex. Her last so called partner thought it would be a good idea to come back the day after expecting a relationship. Odette quickly taught him the error of his ways.
"I am a busy woman after all, as you are from what I can tell, a busy man"

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XXX"Love Bites is nice. I've been there once." she said as she leaned to line up her shot on the pool table. Ryder leaned against his pool cue as she took the shot, landing it into the pocket. She was obviously good at the game, and he wouldn't be surprised if she won. He only found it attractive that she could play such a game. Girls he was with couldn't hit the damn ball.

"It was too nice for me though." she said with a smirk, making him laugh. It was rather fancy, but compared to Plasma - it was nothing. Ryder was sure you couldn't get through the doors if your shirt was less than 300 dollars. While Odette enjoyed that club because it was less rowdy and more elegant, he enjoyed Love Bites far more, but this bar was far more down to earth, almost like a human club. He enjoyed that fact.

Ryder watched as she sunk her second and third ball. Thankfully she missed the fourth shot. "So, what is it you do for a living?" she asked him. He thought on the question as he went to take his first shot, sinking the ball. It was a tricky question really. He didn't really work with Odette. She took care of people, finances, technical matters. Ryder didn't do much for the club, other than entertain many of the guest. Money came his way either way.

"I do whatever I want really. If anything, I'm a bit of an entertainer for some clubs" he told her before he sunk his next ball into a pocket. "Life's too short to work your ass of, you know? Gotta live a bit" he shrugged when his third ball went in. To his luck he even sunk his fourth before he missed the next shot, accidentally sinking the while ball in the process. He went to the pocket to pick it up, handing it over to her for her to place.
"You're lucky day darling" he smirked as he stepped back. "How about you?" he asked in return. Ryder leaned once again on his pool cue, looking at the pool table. It was a close game. They were around even. Though he knew that his mistake would probably cost him the game. He didn't care much.

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Ryder seemed to be thinking about the question, meaning whatever he did, he either didn't want to tell her, it was illegal, or it was too complicated to explain simply. She watched him take a shot and sink a ball, not asking any further, just waiting for whatever answer was going to be. She really only wanted to know what he did out if curiosity. She wasn't interested in his money or how he made it. She had plenty of money herself, she didn't need to chase wealth.
Whatever he did, it wouldn't make her want to go home with him any less.

"I do whatever I want really. If anything, I'm a bit of an entertainer for some clubs." He finally responded, sinking another ball and that made her raise an eyebrow as she brought her drink to her lips. "Life's too short to work your ass of, you know? Gotta live a bit." He shrugged and she smirked and nodded in agreement, knowing exactly what he meant. She wasn't really one for a lot of hard work either. She left that nonsense to her brother. Ryder sunk a third ball then, and a fourth as well, impressing her further.

Finally, his next shot scratched, making her smirk as he brought the cue ball over to her. when his third ball went in. "You're lucky day darling." He said, stepping back. "How about you?" He asked in return and Natasha had to think about that as well. She didn't do a whole lot. Mostly just worked when she had to and left the rest to Adrian. More often then not, if she was working, she was handling issues for the pack that had to be solved in a less business-type way.

"Not a whole lot." She answered with a smirk as she took a drink off her beer and stepped up to the table. They each had one of their own balls left and then the eight-ball. Things were even, but, seeing as he'd scratched on his turn, she knew she'd win. "I work occasionally, but too much work is bad for you. It makes you boring." She smirked, placing the cue ball where she wanted it before leaning down and taking a shot, sending her last ball into a pocket.

"Luckily, my family's pretty wealthy so I've made sure to make myself the heir to the throne." She shrugged casually with a mischievous grin. "That way I get all the money, but I don't have to do much work." She said before walking around the table and leaning in for the last shot. It was a tricky one, but if she played it right, she could manage it. She lined it up before shooting and smirked when the eight ball went in, ending the game. She turned to face him then, honestly a little glad the game was over because she wanted to get out of there and go home with him. "I win." She said with a competitive smile, taking one more drink of her beer.

"She'd learn if you didn't clean up her mess. Though if living in the shadows is your gig, who am I to object." Alex said with a small smirk and he just shrugged. That might be true, but on the other hand, she didn't know Natasha. That girl was hellbent on causing trouble and doing what she wanted. He was pretty sure nothing would force her to work. Not even if he stopped doing her work for her. "Though I do like men who are hard working. It does make me wonder what else you'd be good at though." She said, leaning in on that last sentence and whispering her words into his ear, making him smirk.

She leaned back then to sip her drink and he kept his eyes on her. "I am rather blunt Mr. Woods, as I hope you have gathered. What do you hope to get out of talking to me? Of course I did start the interaction, and have my own plans in mind, but I am curious as to what you hope to get out of this small talk. I've never been one for such idle conversation." She said simply, cutting to the point of things, which he liked. He too, preferred not to dance around things. Her words made him think about what he'd wanted out of the conversation. While he enjoyed talking to her and would gladly continue talking to her all night if she wanted, in the end, he really wanted to take her home.

Talking to her for as long as he had was honestly pretty unusual for him. He didn't really get to know people, girls especially. He had too much work to do and he really didn't trust relationships so he didn't get involved with a girl past one night. He'd had to learn that the hard way, seeing as he'd nearly been married. "I am a busy woman after all, as you are from what I can tell, a busy man." She said and he smirked.

"Well, I'd like to say I just came over to talk, but you and I both know that's not true." He shrugged simply. "What I'd really like is to wrap up this conversation and take you home." He said, letting his eyes run over her, unable to help it. She was honestly stunning. He smirked as he brought his eyes back to hers. "What do you say?" He asked, raising a brow.

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XXXOh, how she did like the sound of that. Odette loved words, but they held no concrete meaning to her. Words could be faked, or they could be genuine. She honestly didn't know what her words were anymore. Odette didn't live in the world of truths. She lived in a world of puppets and puppeteers, and she was skilled enough to pull the strings.

"Well, I'd like to say I just came over to talk, but you and I both know that's not true." Adrian shrugged, and she nodded in agreement, giving a devilish half smile. People didn't come to bars to talk. People came to bars to get out of talking. To forget. "What I'd really like is to wrap up this conversation and take you home." he continued, and she put down her drink at the bar, pulling a fifty from her pocket and placing it under the glass for their drinks. His thinking was on the same line as hers, though there was a slight difference in where she'd want to be.
"What do you say?" he finally asked with a raised brow. She stood up from her spot at the bar. Odette cracked her neck as she got up.

"I'd say why are you still talking" she retorted as she took a step near him, Odette was average height for a girl, but even with her heels she was shorter than him.
"Not your place. Mine" she stated without hesitation. That would be the deal breaker.

Going to his house meant putting herself in an unfamiliar environment. It meant after they were done she'd need to find a ride home. Odette would rather just end up kicking him out at the end of the night. She had work in the morning anyway.

This would just be a pleasant break, and she'd be back to punching numbers and taking care of her father's business. She walked out towards the door, eyeing Ryder one last time. The girl didn't feel the need to tell him where she was going, he never told her. Or when he did he gave her details about that visit she didn't have any desire to know.

Odette waited at the bar doors, holding her purse in hand and tapping her heeled shoe as she looked past crowds of people to him.

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XXX"Not a whole lot." she answered with a smirk to his question. His eyes watched as she placed down the beer. Most girls were drinking fruity drinks made at the bar. Natasha's down to earth attitude turned him on far more than he would've thought. He was liking the small bar. It was nothing compared to Love Bites, but it had a better crowd of people.

Love Bites consisted of a lot of dancing, and a lot of preppy people. Ryder didn't even step into Plasma for that reason. While the fancier lifestyle was good with Odette, and him at times, he appreciated the simplistic ways of life as well.
"I work occasionally, but too much work is bad for you. It makes you boring." she smirked, and he did as well, saying something like "hell yeah" in result. Odette was a perfect example. He loved his cousin, but she had a stick up her ass.

He felt eyes on him, and Odette standing at the entrance of the bar. He thought that was his cue for him to go talk to her, but he spotted the person that she was eyeing across the bar. Maybe this would lighten her up.

"Luckily, my family's pretty wealthy so I've made sure to make myself the heir to the throne." Natasha shrugged as she hit balls perfectly into the pockets. "That way I get all the money, but I don't have to do much work." she added, and he nodded. The girl was smart, he'd give her that.

Not having to work at all, and getting paid was a good life. Much like his. Though Odette threatened to cut him off constantly, a check continued coming week after week. Her final shot was one that she was betting she wouldn't make. If she didn't make it, he could surely win with his last turn, but when she made it his brows shot up in surprise.
"Damn little lady. Whipped my ass" he grinned, putting his pool cue on the stand before turning back at her, leaning against the pool table.
"I owe you now, don't I. Any idea on what you're craving darling?" he asked with humor in his voice as he looked her over.

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#2015-07-26 06:57:10, as written by desire99600

Thankfully, he wasn't upset about losing. In fact, he seemed impressed. Most of the guys she spent her time with would have been angry about losing, especially to a girl. They would have made excuses for why they lost and grumbled about it irritably, ruining the whole night. It was nice not to have to throw the game on purpose for once. "Damn little lady. Whipped my ass." Ryder said with a grin.

Natasha just smirked and shrugged, putting her pool cue away as he did before standing in front of him as he leaned against the table. "I owe you now, don't I. Any idea on what you're craving darling?" He asked, eyes running over her and she smirked. Nat pretended to think about it for a second, like she couldn't decide. Actually, she knew what she wanted. She wanted to go home with him and spend the rest of the night in bed, but she didn't say that right away.

"How about you take me home and we fuck?" She finally said, raising a brow. She didn't care that her words were rather blunt, that was just how she was. Her eyes shot across the bar to Adrian for a brief second. She was going to tell him telepathically, that she was leaving, knowing he wouldn't be too fond of glancing over to find her missing. Before she had the chance, however, she realized that he was following some brunette towards the door and decided against it, figuring he didn't really care. Her eyes went back to Ryder, waiting for his answer, dying to get out of there and find out what he was like in bed.

Adrian smirked when she paid for the drinks before standing, cracking her neck as she did so. "I'd say why are you still talking." She responded, taking a step towards him and he raised a brow as he looked down at her. She wasn't short, but she was still shorter then him. "Not your place. Mine." She said simply, almost as if it was an order, making him smirk. Without saying anything else, she headed for the door and Adrain watched her for a brief second. She walked like she owned the world.

He followed after her then, glancing over at his sister briefly, still playing pool, before returning his attention to Alex as she waited for him by the door. He didn't bother warning Natasha he was leaving. He knew she'd figure it out. Besides, they very rarely left the bar together anyway. Unless he was forcing her to leave to keep her from causing trouble, Nat always got a ride with some guy. She'd be fine.

He caught up with Alex at the door, opening it for her, letting her walk through first before following. He lead her towards his car and again, held the door for her before getting in the drivers side and starting the engine. "Alright, you're going to have to tell me where your place is then." He said with a smirk as he pulled out of the parking space and onto the street, waiting for her directions.

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#2015-07-27 05:56:00, as written by The Toxic Cereus

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XXXHeels clanked on the pavement as she walked along side him to his car. When he opened the door to the car she gave him a smile of thanks before stepping in and sitting down, immediately adjusting the seat to make herself comfortable.

When he got in the car he quickly pulled out of the parking space to the entrance of the street.
"Alright, you're going to have to tell me where your place is then." he smirked and immediately she let out a low laugh.
"Mm. I forgot that I'm telling a stranger the address of my home. This couldn't go wrong at all" she chimed sarcastically before pointing to the left with her finger, then out to the distance.
"I live in the Renegade Towers. I can direct you there, but it's kinda self explanatory" she said as she pointed to the second tallest building in the city. The first being the IRS tower of course.

The ride to her penthouse would be a good 10 minute. She intended to play her games during that time. Predatory eyes glanced over him before she smirked, leaning her head against the head rest.
"So Mr.Woods, what do you intend to do when we reach my place? You never specified your plans to what you would do" she asked coyly, her nails going to rake over his jeans lightly as she looked out the window of the car at the darkness of the city night.

It was a full moon, which only meant trouble if she stayed out. While she didn't fear werewolves regardless, mostly because she didn't fear anything anymore, with the exception of losing her cousin - she avoided the full moons. They only made her life difficult. Relationships, anything that could leave a mess, made her life difficult. Even these one night flings she had ever so often gave her a bit of stress the next night.

Being a vampire was stressful for all of them. The risk of being caught. While vampires could over power a human easily, there were far more humans than vampires. Starting a war between them would be inadvisable. That's why when there were accidental killings of humans, Odette had to ensure she took care of it. What that meant varied.

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XXXRyder looked at her as she approached him with an empty hand, leaning against the pool table as she spoke with a smirk.
"How about you take me home and we fuck?" Natasha finally said, raising a brow. Her bluntness wasn't a surprise to him, and in fact - he was glad of it. While losing didn't bother him, not getting anything out of his time would've been a disappointment.

He watched her eyes go over to the man at the bar that Odette seemed to be talking with. Ryder made the connection in his head, and found it to be rather comical. Irony seemed to be something they often ran into.

"I don't think that's a request purely for your own enjoyment darling, but fuck, I'm not disagreeing" he grinned widely before taking a step near her and bobbing his head to the doors.
"My car is a nice walk" he told her before walking out the doors of the building, waiting outside to ensure she was coming before he went further down the sidewalk.

Ryder's mind was in two places at the time. Hoping his car was alright, especially in this part of town. If something was wrong with his car it wasn't within the question that he'd be okay. The car was his baby, he spent hours tending and perfecting the machine. The other place was getting Natasha home and taking her on every surface he could find.

Ryder wasn't a gentle lover, especially to people he doubted he'd see ever again. He knew the chances of her ever crossing his path again was slim, so if a person went away a little too sore, he could care less. Though, them leaving sore many enjoyed. It got him calls back, and made sure his libido was always in check.

When they finally got to his car he opened the door for her, walking around to his side to get in. Once all was secured, and his car was turned on, he swerved out to the road, going faster than typically allowed. Cops didn't scare him though, they posed no threat to the vampire.

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#2015-07-27 06:52:22, as written by desire99600

Thankfully, he didn't bother putting it off any longer. She knew he wanted the same thing she did or he wouldn't be talking to her, but she was getting tired of just talking. She wanted to spend the rest of the night fucking. "I don't think that's a request purely for your own enjoyment darling, but fuck, I'm not disagreeing." Ryder said with a wicked grin that made her smirk as he gestured towards the door with a nod of his head. "My car is a nice walk." He told her before slipping out the doors and Natasha didn't hesitate to follow.

Once outside, they walked towards his car in silence and Nat lit herself a cigarette, smoking as they walked. She glanced up at the sky to look at the moon, though she really didn't have to to know that it was full. She could feel it in her body and soul. There was nothing like the night of the full moon for a werewolf. All her senses were awakened and she truly felt alive. Even werewolves who loathed immortality and hated what they were, were glad to be werewolves when the full moon was out. It did things to her that she could never fully put into words. It being a full moon would make her night with Ryder that much more intense.

They finally reached his car and Natasha smirked when she saw it. It was a nice car. She wasn't any sort of car expert, she couldn't tell you a hundred details about it with just a glance like some people could, but she appreciated a nice car when she saw one. A nice car made a hot guy that much hotter. She tossed her cigarette down and stepped on it as he opened the door for her before sliding into the passenger seat and pulling on her seatbelt.

Ryder got in the driver's seat before starting the engine and pulling out on the road. He drove fast and she smirked, liking that he didn't seem to care for the speed limit, meaning he clearly wasn't one to mind rules too much. "Nice car." Nat said casually as she rolled her window down a little. "I'll bet you get tons of girls driving around in this." She smirked, glancing at him. He didn't need the car to get girls. He was a smooth talker and pretty damn good looking, but she had to admit, she liked the car.

Alex let out a low laugh before responding. "Mm. I forgot that I'm telling a stranger the address of my home. This couldn't go wrong at all." She sarcastically, causing him to smile as she pointed left with her finger. He turned left, pulling onto the street, driving rather quickly. He may not be as reckless as his younger sister, but if there was one thing he hated, it was speed limits. "I live in the Renegade Towers. I can direct you there, but it's kinda self explanatory." She said as she pointed to the second tallest building in the city. He raised a brow, glancing at her briefly.

He knew how to get there, though he didn't go there much. It was vampire territory. On any other night, the thought would have seriously bothered him. He didn't like going anywhere near vampires for obvious reasons. The thought crossed his mind that she might be a vampire, after all, she was rather alluring, wealthy, and lived on the vampire side of town. Still, he'd found her in a werewolf bar and he liked to think he would have known before that point. He was usually pretty good at reading people and though she was clever, her intentions didn't seem dark. She wasn't luring him away to kill him.

Besides, it was the full moon so he wasn't as bothered by the thought. Typically, he would have avoided going to her place, suggesting they went to his instead, because even if she wasn't a vampire, being near vampires was still dangerous. Seeing as he was at full strength due to the full moon, however, he let it go. On normal nights, he would be lucky to escape a vampire while he was alone. On full moon nights, however, he was stronger then the vampires and could easily take on a few of them if he had to. A vampire would be pretty foolish to attack a werewolf on a full moon.

He could feel her eyes on him, but he waited for her to speak. "So Mr. Woods, what do you intend to do when we reach my place? You never specified your plans to what you would do." She asked coyly, and he raised a brow. She reached over, her nails lightly taking the fabric of his jeans, driving him crazy without doing much of anything at all. The slight touch made him push down on the gas a little harder, wanting to get there that much faster.

"I thought we'd watch a movie or two then call it a night." He teased sarcastically, glancing over at her briefly before turning his eyes back on the road.

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#2015-07-27 07:45:54, as written by The Toxic Cereus

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XXXOdette found her hands lingering farther up his leg as he drove, her hand stopped right at the bulge of his pants when he spoke.
"I thought we'd watch a movie or two then call it a night." Adrian teased her sarcastically, she could only grin, a stroke of her finger nail going upon the zipper line of his jeans before she put her hands in her lap.
"That's a shame really. It may have been a cute attempt if we hadn't met at a bar. Sounds like i'll be taking care of myself tonight" she sighed dramatically, though the smart ass smirk at the corner of her lips betrayed her.

Taking the golden zipper of her crop top in hand she purposely zipped it down a few noisy notches, only to further tease the man driving. There had been times where she worked people up only to leave them, but this was not one of those days.

Her eyes continued to glance out the side at him, to the window. Odette was born a country girl, and God did she miss it. Her lavish lifestyle give that away though. It wasn't that she disliked the city, she just missed the stars. Even the moon was foggy amidst the lights. There was no clarity in Vegas for certain.

When she saw the parking lot of her apartment come into view she spoke up.
"Turn here. You can park anywhere down here, but I'd recommend parking close to the elevator" she said as they entered the parking lot. She sat patiently in the drivers side, wondering how this man was going to be tonight.

Odette had a hard time determining whether he would be rough, or a more passionate kind of guy. Passion never went well, because she didn't harbor such feelings. Whatever the tempo would be, she knew that she'd be in control. She always was. She'd make him beg, which was the best part.

When the car stopped and they were parked right outside the entrance into the elevator lobby she gave him one final look down. Odette thought on whether or not to say anything about what the night would entail, but she decided against it, only unlocking the care manually to step out into the crisp night air. She walked to the door of her apartment, opening it and waiting for him, ready to bring this mystery man to her penthouse for the night.

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XXX"Nice car." Natasha said casually as he drove. Ryder appreciated anyone who could at least tell he put time into the car. It was his most prized possession after all. "I'll bet you get tons of girls driving around in this." she smirked glancing at him. He only grinned back and raised his brows momentarily.
XXX"It doesn't hurt. We all have to have a hobby"[/color] he shrugged casually as he turned up the radio.

It was a pop station, but it was something better than trying to fill up time with speaking. The air from outside felt good as he drove, his window was wide open. He always liked having the windows open when he drove, feeling the air breeze past him. To him, it was a feeling he wouldn't give up. Almost like a peace, except less religious in that sense.

He put his arm around the back of her chair casually, driving with one hand back to the familiar place. Ryder lived in the apartments that connected to Renegade Towers. Odette insisted as she put it 'wanted to not feel connected to him constantly'. It was nice though, it allowed them to not have to see one another unless an effort was made. Looking at his life, he seemed to have it all. Women, money, parties, decent enough family. Some parts of that equation wasn't filling up to a 100% however, and that's what puzzled him. Commitment wasn't his things, parties were fun until the morning. If he felt bored with what he did, he could only think Odette wanted to shoot her brains out.

Ryder could tell tonight would be a fun one, one that he'd feel in the morning. Those were the best kinds of nights. He didn't like the slow, lovey dovey sex. Not even that, but he had no lovey dovey attachment. Even then, he doubted that's what he'd downgrade to. Ryder liked it rough, without boundaries. Mixing pleasure with pain was his favorite past time.

Due to his speeding he arrived in the lower parking lot, parking his car in his spot before stopping the engine slowly. An unrushed motion and he moved his hand away from the back of her seat, going to the car door to get out. He went over to her side to open the door for her as well, waiting for her to get out before he locked it.

He walked past the archway into the elevator room in which he pushed the button, waiting for the elevator to come down for them.

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#2015-07-27 09:01:49, as written by desire99600

"It doesn't hurt. We all have to have a hobby." He responded with a casual shrug before turning up the radio and she took it as a sign not to talk, which she really didn't mind. She preferred not to spend time talking about useless shit neither of them would care about in the morning. Honestly, she already knew more about him then she cared to know about most of the guys she slept with. She typically didn't make an effort to get to know them because there was no need to. She very rarely went back to the same guy twice, and even when she did, it was only because they were particularly good in bed. It was never a real relationship.

He rested his arm around the back of her chair casually, driving with one hand like he was perfectly comfortable and Natasha just sat back in her, enjoying the breeze from the open window. It was about as close to nature as she could get in Vegas. Sometimes it was miserable, as a werewolf, to live away from nature. Before coming to Vegas, she'd roamed with Adrian quite a bit. They'd been almost everywhere and her favorite places were wild, untamed places far from cities. Still, no matter how much she loved those places, she loved her pack more. The misery of wandering without a pack was far worse then that of living in a city away from nature.

Asha couldn't help but notice that he was driving towards the vampire side of town. Despite her fear of vampires, she didn't let it bother her. It was the full moon so she was confident in herself and her ability to protect herself should something happen. Besides, she wanted Ryder too much to let it bother her. He seemed like exactly the kind of guy she liked best. That he was kind of dangerous had been the first thing she'd noticed about him so she knew he wouldn't bore her. There was nothing worse then a guy who treated her like she was delicate. She liked a man who wasn't afraid to get rough.

When they finally arrived, he parked the car and turned off the engine before pulling his arm away from her seat and getting out. She waited as he walked around the car and opened the door from her before getting out. Ryder walked into the elevator room and she followed, walking up to stand near him as he pushed the button for the elevator. Asha moved in close, so their bodies were nearly touching, but not quite, smirking up at him as she raised a hand and ran a fingertip along his belt buckle. "Don't forget, I told you my name because you promised me fun. Better not disappoint me." She breathed, raising a brow.

She leaned in like she was going to kiss him before the elevator dinged. She was tempted to kiss him, but she pulled away just before she doing so, wanting to tease him and curious to see how he'd react to the teasing. She moved away from him casually, stepping into the elevator and leaning against the wall, like she wasn't at all phased, when in reality, she was dying to kiss him.

Alex continued to tease him, had hand sliding farther and farther up his jeans, making it difficult to concentrate on driving, wanting nothing more then to get to her place already. She ran a finger nail along the zipper line of his jeans, but then stopped, pulling her hands away, putting them in her own lap, making him smirk at her teasing. Clearly, she liked playing games and he had to admit, they were working. She was making him want her more and more every second they were in the car together.

"That's a shame really. It may have been a cute attempt if we hadn't met at a bar. Sounds like I'll be taking care of myself tonight." She sighed dramatically, and he raised a brow knowing she was just being a smart ass right back just from the sound of her words. He glanced over at her briefly, watching her instead of the road for a few reckless seconds as she pulled the zipper of her top down a little, continuing to tease him. Adrian couldn't help but drove even faster.

When they were close, she directed him to the parking lot and he pulled on, parking the car before cutting the engine. She gave him one more look over, like she was making her final decision before she got out of the car. He'd have opened the door for her again, but she didn't give him the chance so he just got out and followed her up to the door where she was waiting. He slipped an arm around her waist as he walked up to her and quickly stole a kiss on her lips, not bothering to wait until they were up in her apartment or even the elevator.

"Your teasing was cruel." He smirked as he pulled away before slipping into the building and over to the elevator where he pressed the button. He could tell already that he was going to like her. She was a headstrong girl who liked playing games and, liked to get her way. He had a feeling it was going to be a great night.

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#2015-07-28 06:24:29, as written by The Toxic Cereus

XXXXXXXOᴅᴇᴛᴛᴇ Vᴀsɪʟᴇ

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Blur by Adelitas Way
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Suggestive
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XXXOdette made a small pleasing sound when he gave her a quick kiss on the lips, his grasp around her waist much warmer then her own skin.
"Your teasing was cruel." Adrian smirked, as did she. When he let her go, she wouldn't admit she still felt the warmth of his touch, and that she wanted more.

"You haven't seen cruel yet" she said as the elevator opened. Odette took his hand a pulled him inside before hitting the top floor. She pressed herself against him, her hands running to the side of his jaw, tracing the line of it.

"I don't play nice Mr.Woods. If you can't handle that, you may want to go home" she told him before going to bite his bottom lip. The elevator doors opened and she took him by the hand to the large glass doors of the outside of her penthouse. She didn't use her key, she used a pin code to open the electric doors, and inside was as extravagant as the building. Her living room had large windows that showed the night sky, and despite her not loving the cities as much - it was equally as breath taking. She continued taking his hands till he was at the couch, and she only pushed him down.

Odette went to sit herself on his lap, laughing softly to herself before she grounded her hips against him.
"I'm going to make you beg Mr.Woods. First rule, nothing comes free" she whispered hotly against his ear, her fingers trailing down his neck. Odette was a natural multitask er. So when her hands went down his neck to rest at the hem of his shirt, she pressed kisses down his neck in their leave.
"You're either going to leave here hating me, or loving me" she whispered, biting his neck softly.

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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Filthy Heart by Adelitas Way
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Eager
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XXXRyder enjoyed the forwardness of her affections. He bit his lip at her touches along the belt of his pants.
"Don't forget, I told you my name because you promised me fun. Better not disappoint me." she breathed as she raised a brow. His hands went back to grab her ass roughly, giving it a squeeze before releasing. Natasha leaned towards him like she was going to kiss him, but didn't - and he only smirked.

"You'll leave sore, but not disappointed" he spoke roughly before pushing her back out of the elevator, trapping her between his arms in the door. Ryder practically crashed his lips against hers, unable to control the desire he felt. Either it was the drink, or it was simple attraction. He didn't know. All he knew was that he wanted her in every dirty sense of the word.

He opened the door with a single hand once he found the keys in his deep pockets. The door opened behind her and he continued pushing her in, closing the door with his foot and slamming her back against it once it was closed.

Ryder was skilled with his mouth, it was common knowledge. Most of his time was spent making out. and with a languid stroke upon her ass he pushed her farther against the door, crushing her body against his.

Ryder Vasile

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a character in “Nightlife”, as played by The Toxic Cereus

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