Setting
You have entered one of the many floors of Gambit's Hotel, the area above Gambit's Bar that houses hundreds of private residences.
Gambit's Hotel, 3rd Floor
You have entered one of the many floors of Gambit's Hotel, the area above Gambit's Bar that houses hundreds of private residences.
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Gambit's Hotel, 3rd Floor is a part of 
The Gambit Building.
51 Characters Here
Ime [668] A happy-go-lucky portion of Imehal's whole personality!
Serina [425] "You better leave my husband and children alone!"
Jack Spades [362] "Hit me!"
Grayice [121] He has cat ears to increase his speed by 78%,He plays the violin and gets confused a lot.He control ice + water and blue energy.
The Azure Knight [57] After Thirteen years he still does not know his name but he has found out who he was. Knight of the Kingdom Princess Freya should have ruled and now is in love with his childhood friend Princess Freya
Serenity Nicole Hill [34] - Medium / Exorcist / She's unlocked that other other 90 percent of her brain that most humans have not.
Sanctus [29] A perfect paradox of Dark and Light. Pure and corrupted, a defender and warrior.
Samuel Tyson Alsana [27] "you touch my sister and you're going down"
Inasu Ryathe [26] A creature of lust and pleasure, this Liderc has perfected the art of seduction. [quote]Pleasure and blood, my dear; that is all I desire.[/quote]
Ryuto [26] A martial artist with some very powerful demonic abilities, currently is blind in his left eye, using his long purple hair to cover the wound. His movements are silent, swift and fluid, wears a formal white suit with light shirt and black gloves.
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Blinks and blushed a little darker "Um...I don't smile much.." Looking at his eyes.
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john Leaf "When can you at least answer me this? Are you single?" He was now a few inches above her and drawing ever nearer.
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Blushes more "No...." Thinking to say more but is having trouble thinking.
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john Leaf "Well do you mind if I kiss you then?" He planned on asking this time. Last time his friend had kissed someone, he got thrown across the bar and shot a few times (Quark).
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"Um....I guess not.." Blinking her heart racing and she holds on tight to her book against her chest.
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john Leaf John's lips gently touch down on their target. He holds them there for a few seconds before drawing back a few inches and looking in her eyes, heavily blushing himself.
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Blushes darkly and looks in his eyes then her book is replaced with her white rose then she snaps into realaltity and asks "If someone gives you a rose....Does that mean they like you?" Her eyes serious.
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Inasu Ryathe descended the stairs from the inn above, a delicate hand drifting over the banister. The man is tall and slim, mistakenly female at first glance. Though his flat, broad chest was accentuated by the tight black shirt he wore, every other feature he adorned was quite feminine. His hair was long, nearly waist-length, and a soft chestnut color. It fell across his forehead at an angle, the thin, silk-like strands always in a position to be brushed aside. One hand rests upon a slender hip as he throws his eyes over the inhabitants of the bar, the dark maroon orbs dancing beneath his thick lashes. An almost condescending smirk crawls upon his lips before he begins to stride toward the nearest empty table, sweeping his frame into a vacant chair. He was a creature that relied on interaction and close proximity. Surely - hopefully - someone would catch his attention.
Sanctus A slow glow would spark into life in a corner of the bar, the white light creeping up the wall and forming into the shape of a door. It remained still for a moment before its pure surface rippled and folded inwards, Sanctus stepping through the odd portal. His deep light red eyes held an expression of tiredness, silken robe of white clinging loosely to his pale and slender form as he took several steps into the room. A small frown tugged at his lips at the offensive smell and his eyes widened slightly upon spotting Inasu. Quickly turning away from the man he sat in a nearby chair, lowering his head in hopes to hide his appearance... Though considering the manner of his entrance, it was unlikely. With a small sigh he shook his head, steeling his mind and body for the 'assault' that would probably soon take place, his white aura flaring slightly in response.
Inasu Ryathe turned as a white light flickered in his peripherals, merely curious, not that it would have killed him to not quench his curiosities. He was glad he had chanced to look, however, a smirk curling upon his lips one he registered Sanctus. He almost laughed as the horned man attempted to hide, in a sense - as if a target, a victim, could ever escape Inasu once his sights were set. The demon stood, making sure to keep his steps even more silent than normal, coming up to Sanctus from behind. His hands would suddenly find Sactus' shoulders, that familiar warmth the other male had no doubt would never forget spreading like fire through his entire frame. "Ah, my dear Sanctus." The feminine male chuckled in a contrasting baritone, ducking his lips to brush them against the back of the other demon's ear. "Did you miss me?"
Sanctus closed his eyes and took slow, steady breaths as he waited for what he knew would soon come. He wasn't prepared for the sudden close contact however as Inasu's quiet steps failed to notify the young demon of his approach. His back tensed and he sat up quickly as hands pressed down on his shoulders, his head turning very slightly to look back at the elder male. "Not yours." He said in a firm but hushed tone, sucking in a quick breath at the tongue flicking against his skin. "... I did not..." His words weren't too convincing, but his body held firm against the heat.
Inasu Ryathe chuckled; Sanctus could probably feel the vibration of it on his back, as Inasu's upper torso was more or less on top of him. His hands curved over Sanctus' shoulders, beginning to slowly grip the horned man's upper arms. "Not mine?" He was still whispering into Sanctus' ear, his very voice and tone bringing chills. "Oh, silly Sanctus, you are already mine." At the second statement, as weak and as unconvincing as it was, Inasu decided a little punishment was in order for his pet, arms squeezing tightly while simultaneously giving a sharp nip to Sanctus' ear. Not enough to draw blood, but his fangs were painful at the least. "Do not lie to me. Your body responds to mine as if they were created for each other."
Sanctus arched his back slightly away from the vibrations over his skin, his eyes narrowing slightly in both annoyance at the elder demon and at himself for allowing this to happen in the first place. Those eyes flicked to his arms as they were held, slight nerves emerging in his mind at the rather dominant position of the other. He opened his mouth, about to deny once again the claim of ownership, however any words changed into a small hiss at the slightly painful sensations from the teeth and grip. "L, lies..." He said in a voice barely above a whisper as he shuffled forward slightly, trying to create some distance between them. He didn't want to be in this position again.
Inasu Ryathe smirked, suddenly pulling away. He knew the game of resistance; it was fun, especially when he had already had Sanctus in the most intimate of ways. He allowed Sanctus a few moments of relief before stepping to the side, rounding to face the man. He leaned on the table, left arm crossed over his chest while the right braced it's elbow atop the other, a finger touching his chin as he studied Sanctus, as if confused. "Now, why would I lie to you, my pet?" The implied possession seemed to bother the horned man, which he found humorous to no end. He did not know who Sanctus belonged to, but it was hardly the point right now. In a blur of movements, he was suddenly straddling the other man, hands pinning his arms once again. "Why are you denying your natural instincts?"
Sanctus relaxed some as he was granted some small release from the constant pressure on both his body and mind before he blinked quickly, eyes darting to a random direction to avoid looking at the undeniably attractive, no... Magnificent demon now in front of him. He kept his face perfectly still as the hand touched his chin, eyes remaining fixed on a random point of the wall. The note of possession did indeed make him somewhat angry, however it was soon pushed from his mind as he was suddenly straddled, hands moving back to grip the arms of the chair tightly. Swallowing thickly, the young demon managed to mutter a reply. "My... Instincts are to..." He stopped himself; He couldn't say 'to flee' or 'to give in' so he simply let the statement fade into silence, eyes flicking round at the many odd glances from other patrons.
Inasu Ryathe grinned, his lips curling upwards slowly and smoothly, the gesture fluid and undeniably beautiful, despite the dark, malicious edges that bordered it. Inasu seemed oblivious to the stares the pair were receiving, having grown accustomed to such a thing in his line of work. He tilted his head forward, ghosting his lips over Sanctus' cheek, down his jawline. "What, my dear? What are your instincts? Tell me." He pressed his lips to the very corner of Sanctus' lips in a teasing kiss. "Tell me," he repeated, letting his hands release their tight grip on the other man's arms, smoothing over his chest, nails tugging at the fabric. His movements were so gentle, so careful, it was almost as if he cared about Sanctus' well-being.
Sanctus closed his eyes and lightly bit his lips at the heated sensation of the lips pressing against his pale skin, a slight trembling taking over his body as he felt his body begin to succumb to the pleasurable sensations. He merely shook his head slightly in response to the first request, breath hitching at the teasing kiss and the hands tugging at the silks. "Stop... Stop this." He murmured, his chest arching slightly forward despite his words, a barely visible red tint taking to his cheeks at both embarrassment and the undeniable pleasure that being so close to Inasu was causing.
Inasu Ryathe chuckled again at the feeble words of protest, his hands coming to rest on the young demon's thighs. "You say you are not mine, yet your body says otherwise." He tilts his head up, flicking angled bangs from his eyes as he tries to meet the horned demon's almost pink eyes. "Who is it you belong to, then?" He leaned forward, pressing his lips just below Sanctus' ear, working his way down with a blend of kisses and tongue. "Can they give you what I can?" One of his hands found it's way within the silk robe, teasing the hot skin with the sharp tip of his nails. "I doubt it."
Sanctus let out a quiet whimper as hands rested on his thighs, his muscles tensing slightly in response, breath now coming out in short, shaky gasps. He opened his eyes very slightly only for them to be captured by the one's of Inasu's, now being unable to look away due to the appeal of the elder demon. "I... Cannot say..." He mumbled in response to the question of his owner, his breathing becoming slightly louder as those talented and torturous lips trailed over his sensitive skin and he let out a sharp gasp as his chest was suddenly teased. "Wait... No... Stop..." He whimpered, a hand moving to grip the arms placed close to his chest.
Inasu Ryathe quirked a brow at the other man's choppy, strained reply, confused by his reply. Could not say? Inasu's curiosities were deterred by Sanctus' lovely reactions, causing the older demon to lean back and watch the expression flick through the horned demon's face. Sanctus was truly beautiful; if he was not, Inasu would not be here, putting so much effort. Pleasure and blood was all he desire, and Sanctus was more than capable of meeting both of those desires. As Sanctus' hands moved to resist his own, Inasu shifted so that he could snag one of the other demon's hands, placing it on the side of his face. "Did you forget the pleasure I gave you, dear Sanctus?" He turned his face into the hand, planting kissing on the soft skin of the palm. "Why do you continue to resist?"
Sanctus remained unaware of the need for blood, pleasure he certainly knew Inasu wanted and by this point, though he hated to admit it, he wanted it too. He bit his lip slightly as his hand was taken, his fingers automatically moving against the silken-like skin of the beautiful demon's face. "I... I can't do it... I need to be pure..." He then faltered slightly, lowering his head a little. Was he not already tainted, had he not already succumbed to another? Glancing up once again at the kiss to his palm Sanctus simply shook his head, now being unable to reply.
Inasu Ryathe sighed gently, running his smooth thumb over the back of Sanctus' hand. "Have you forgotten I have already tainted you?" He said this with a growing frown, red eyes falling in mock hurt. "Oh, Sanctus, so beautiful, but so confused." He dropped the horned demon's hand and stood, swinging his leg over the other demon's lap and carefully tugging his shirt, making sure it was straight and prim. "I see my actions are not desired. Goodbye, my dear." He ducked his head again, placing a gentle kiss on the very tip of the horn that protruded from Sanctus' forehead. With that, he began to make his way toward the stairs, a smile growing on his lips now that his back was to Sanctus.
Sanctus simply sat still, his mind working over many contradicting thoughts and desires; the desire for pleasure, to be loyal, to be pure... But as Inasu said, he was already far from that. As the other stood and moved to walk away, Sanctus' head jerked up in surprise, lips parting as if to speak, though thankfully the kiss to his horn silenced any words, resulting in a low shuddering sigh. It took the young demon several moments to recover from such a small gesture before he shook his head, white hair flying round his shoulders and face before he stood and quickly walked over to the retreating demon, lifting a hand and gripping his shoulder. "... I hate you..." He whispered even as the hand tightened, not wishing to let go.
Inasu Ryathe did not pause, even as he sensed Sanctus standing and moving toward him. He stopped only when he felt the hand on his shoulder, his eyebrows raising as he turned to face the other demon, allowing his dark maroon eyes to brighten once they registered Sanctus' nearly flawless features. "Ah, come now, Sanctus, you're still lying." He stepped closer to the demon until their chests were flush together, cradling his head beneath Sanctus's chin. This put the other demon in a more dominate position, as Inasu already appeared to be the more feminine of the two. His lips found Sanctus' collarbone, kissing through the silk fabric. "Do you wish to go upstairs, my bed?"
Sanctus sighed quietly and shook his head, unsure himself at this point if he was indeed lying or not. How odd it was that this man, who he had met only twice had the ability to make him question so much so suddenly, however now wasn't the time to dwell on the matter as Sanctus looked down in surprise at the submissive gesture. He shuffled slightly, a small sigh of pleasure passing between his lips at the kiss to his collarbone, his head tilting back in an almost inviting fashion. "... Fine..." He said simply, hating how it seemed that he wished this more that Inasu, which wasn't at all true... Was it? Yet more question for the young demon.