:: Hush Hush, Here Comes the Boogey Man :: -- KEEP

[Cillian Amir]

Marcus has always been more human than vampires, as Cillian as often put it .Cillian would often joke that he was surprised that Marcus has fangs at all given that he would never be the one to feed on humans and was such a 'sap'. His hand still firmly on the womans mouth Marcus looks up at Kyon poking her head around the corner. "Caitlin sounds more... Human, much more than Kyon. Cillian chose his name for the sole perpose that it sounds out of place and isn't a name that you'd hear every day while I chose to stick with the name I knew was given to me by my parents... Or at least I think it was my birth name". For a moment thinks about it, then turns his attention back to Joselyn. "Hold her, I'll be right back". Tentivly Marcus puts his other hand on the womans shoulder. "Don't try anything stupid now, she'll gladly rip your face off".

Even in his stressed state of mind Marcus had to admire that even when it comes to killing someone she can still look good when doing it. -Ha so you're getting a bit of a look huh?-. Her look makes him think about what she had expected him to do; attack the woman right away? Cut her and make her bleed? If he could help it Marcus wouldn't hurt this woman at all, he'd treat her gently like a delicate flower. He doesn't move his hand away right away but at her coaxing Marcus removes it."What do you want with me?". His eyes fall to the ground, unwilling to look at Joselyn when the question is asked. The sound of her heart beating and her heavy breathing echos in his ears, every time he glances at her his eyes gravitate towards Joselyns throat where the arteries pouding beneath the skin.

The blood. The sight of the blood catches his eye and the smell of it hits his nose. When his hand is put back on the humans face he feels the slick wetness of the blood, the faint warmth of it. The hunger for the blood is strong, it had been slowly growing since he had gotten into the car with Kyon. He has moved slightly closer to the woman, leaning over her his lips parted a little so the tips of his fangs are showing. They itch and his gums ache. Slowly he lifts his fingers, the tips smeared with blood and holds them under his nose, breathing in the smell. Gently he dabs the blood onto his lips then licks it off. His eyes flick up to look at Joselyns' face. Like an animal sniffing out it's prey Marcus takes in the womans scent. The smell of her blood, the salt tang of sweat and tears. A soft snarl comes from him.

[Kyon Girard]

Busy watching the woman's neck, the way her blood rushed just under the surface, Kyon didn't notice how Marcus was doing until she blinked softly and caught the movement of the man's hand. She grinned softly over at him, knowing he would have come around eventually. Hopefully, he just wouldn't snap out of it, that would ruin the fun. Though she had a feeling that she might ruin it first if she couldn't contain herself and not give Marc a chance at his own kill.

Slowly, and shutting her eyes, she pushed herself to her feet before making her way over to the closet. Inside, she found her jacket and then rummaged around in the inner pocket of it to fish out her favorite dagger. It shone kindly to her when it was hit by the faint light coming from the living room window, causing her a soft, satisfied smile. That knife brought her a lot of memories; that stain on the tip of the blade mostly so. Perhaps she could add another stain to it... What if she just killed Marcus and the girl right now? She was sure that Cilian wouldn't come back before she stabbed him in the heart, right? But she wouldn't do that tonight, she and he would have their fun first, maybe in the morning then.

Leaning against the closet door, she stared straight at Joselyn's face, tracing with her eyes the spots of blood on her face and the trails that the tears back on her cheeks. Now she found herself in a bit of a daze and she shook her head softly to get herself out of it before she dropped down onto her knees in front of the human. She began to lean forward, dagger held loosely, but she was stopped when the woman lifted her knees up and tried to kick at Kyon. The vampire growled angrily and grabbed a hold of Joselyn's ankle then twisted it to the side past any point of comfort. Letting out a gasping whimper of pain, the human let her leg relax and fall back to the ground.

"No screaming," Kyon whispered, "no protest, and I won't stick this in your forehead." She held up the knife as she said this and she swore that she could actually hear the girl swallow with fright. "Good," she muttered, crawling forward a bit and then settling herself so that she straddled Joselyn's knees.

The vampire sat still for a moment, looking over to Marcus and watching him for a while. Shrugging softly, finding him not so interesting anymore, she turned back to the girl, leaning in and lifting her dagger. She lifted a hand and pressed it to Joselyn's lips to keep her quiet before pushing the tip of the blade into her neck and drawing it across the skin so that it left behind a thin line of blood that dripped down to her collar.

[Cillian Amir]

While Kyon is in the closet getting something Marcus looks down at the woman, his head tilted a little. He still has enough self control to resist the urge to bite the woman but only just, and that control is slipping away little by little the more time he is around the bleeding woman and get as much of the blood out of her as he can. The taste of her blood is still on his lips, every now and then he licks a bit of it off. Slowly he runs his fingers over her neck, pressing down to feel her heartbeat. What vampire couldn't resist the feel and sound of a heartbeat? How long could they hold out for before natural instinct takes over?

Kyons return and closeness to the woman makes Marcus almost snarl at her. In a way he'd started to see Joselyn as his, his to feed on and possibly kill, his reaction to her like that of a predator having another coming close to their kill. When Kyon twisted Joselyns ankle as punishment for her trying to lash out Marcus still has his hand on her neck, the fear and pain caused by the injury makes her heartbeat speed up. Softly he sighs, actually enjoying the whole experience. The rush, the power that he has over the human, all things that Cillian feels pretty much every moment he is awake. He may be starting to not mind those feelings so much anymore but the process of feeding still makes him feel a little on edge. If he could do it without killing her then perhaps he could manage it.

Quickly he moves out of the way as Kyon moves up to put the knife tip against humans neck. The line of blood draws his close again. He gathers some of the liquid up on his fingers and holds it up in front of his face, looking at it, sniffs it then licks it off. Only a little bit at first then every bit. Done witht he blood on his fingers Marcus glances at Kyon, looking a bit embarressed about what he'd just done. "It's not so bad". He rather gently lifts up Joselyn then moves to sit behind her and leans her back against his chest, her head resting on his shoulder. Lowering his head closer to the womans' bleeding neck Marcus licks some of the blood away from the cut Kyon had made with her dagger. He is tasting her blood, but he still won't bite her.
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His nose wrinkles a little. "Oh dear brother I knew you'd come around soon enough, isn't it just as good as I always told you it would be? Now all you have to do is bite the human, go on, feel what it's like to take that life away". Cillian looks up at Kyon. "You've done well".

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Once more he is Marcus, his grip on Joselyns arm had tightend enough for his nails to dig into her arm. "What if I kill her. I'll start and not be able to stop. You could, you intend to anyway. I don't see you as the type of person who would let this woman go after what will happen tonight".

[Kyon Girard]

Still holding a hand to Joselyn's mouth, Kyon sat completely quiet, watching as Marcus reached forward to run his fingers through the blood on the woman's neck. He really was enjoying this now, obvious by the way he licked off his skin, savoring the taste of the blood and the feel of the life it had in it. With his fingers clean, he glanced up to her, looking slightly abashed. "It's not so bad." She chuckled softly, pressing her hand into the human's face as she sobbed loudly. "No," she smiled, "not at all."

Marcus moved now behind Joselyn, pushing her up and in turn against Kyon, so that he could find himself a comfortable position. This put them all in rather close proximity to each other, it was very intimate in a way. She leaned in just a bit more, almost resting her chin on the human's shoulder when the other vampire craned his head around to lick off the girl's neck, to taste that blood. For a moment, she had the feeling that he was about to bite, but suddenly, he changed.

"Oh dear brother I knew you'd come around soon enough, isn't it just as good as I always told you it would be?..."

Kyon frowned a bit at this, confused, but after a second she realized that it was Cilian, addressing himself, no, Marcus. At least now it seemed that he spoke to her directly. "You've done well." This caused the woman a wide smile, very much pleased with herself. No one ever complimented on her 'work', it was just always a pay check or a stolen wallet perhaps.

The other man was back now, Marc, and he was holding Joselyn's arm so tight that she was trying to pull it away, not that it would be any good what-so-ever.

"What if I kill her? I'll start and not be able to stop. You could, you intend to anyway. I don't see you as the type of person who would let this woman go after what will happen tonight."

Smiling softly, suggestively, Kyon moved her face very close to the other vampire's, staring him straight in the eyes. "Darling, you want to kill her," she almost whispered, "you need to kill her. There's no 'what if'." She tilted her head, shoving Joselyn's head to the side at the same time so that she could press her lips to the cut on her neck. Pulling her head away, lips bloodied, she put herself very close to Marcus once more before planting a kiss on his mouth and making sure that it was a bit messy so that he couldn't get away from the taste of that blood.

Taking herself back from the kiss, she then sat back, relaxing her bottom onto Joselyn's knees. By now, the human was hiccuping, her chest heaving with every breath and her heart busy pounding away, pushing that delicious adrenaline all through her body. Well, she should soon be out of her misery. Kyon lifted her dagger once more and made a few shallows nicks on the woman's neck, creating a thicker scent of blood in the air. She then took her hand away from the human's mouth and quickly slashed a cut over her lips before she pressed her mouth very firmly against the wound, the force of the pseudo-kiss trapping Joselyn's head between Marcus' shoulder and Kyon's own lips.

[Cillian Amir]

Cillian is right, he's always right. The taste of the blood isn't as bad as Marcus had thought it would be and upon tasting it he feels some kind of spark that makes him feel that bit more energised. The taste lingers in his mouth, on his lips and that little taste makes his stomach grumble softly wanting more of that red life giving liquid. He had wanted to bite the woman, the urge to do so was there, but he'd been able to stop himself from doing it. In a way not biting her made Marcus feel bad in front of Kyon. There he is a vampire with a bleeding and alive human right in front of him and he can't bring himself to bite her. Compared to Kyon he feels like a newly turned vampire, so unsure of himself despite been fifty or so years old.

"Darling, you want to kill her" "you need to kill her. There's no 'what if'."

Marcus looks Kyon, his eyes locking onto hers as she moves her face close to his. "I want to, I want to bite her and taste her blood properly. Doing it would make me feel like a proper vampire, next to you I feel like a child". He watches Kyon move to take blood from Joselyns neck thinking that she is simply feeding from her, but then she is back to been close to him and suddenly kisses him. The shock of it catches Marcus totally off guard. Unsure of what to do Marcus lets Kyon kiss him even leaning into the kiss a little bit which transferes more of the blood. After the kiss Marcus stays in a slight state of shock. The hiccuping of Joselyn brings him back to the here and now.

He watches the dagger. The room they're in now reeks of blood, no matter how often he doesn't breath Marcus can still smell it and then there's the blood on his lips. Slowly his inhabitions about feeding off of a human had been broken down, now those walls are been broken down faster the more Kyon pushes him to taste the blood and tells him that he should be biting and killing Joselyn. While Kyon is engaged in a sort of kiss with the human Marcus finds himself massaging the cut on Joselyns neck to make more blood come out of the wound and run over his fingers.

The urge was too strong now, he couldn't resist it any longer. He picls up Joselyns hand and slowly lifts it up to his mouth. His lips twitching a little Marcus quickly bites into the womans arm her blood gushing out which he eagerly swallows.

[Kyon Girard]

With Kyon's vision obscured by the blonde mess of Joselyn's hair, she didn't see at all what Marcus was doing. She could feel a slight tug on the skin her lips were pressed to, but besides that the only feedback as to the man's action were the human's movements. The girl's tongue was moving around quite a bit as she tried to scream and all of a sudden, her hand grabbed up a chunk of Kyon's hair, trying to yank her off. Practically growing, the vampire snatched up the woman's wrist and then yanked it fiercely off to the side, producing a short cracking sound as she did so. This illicited a sharp howl of pain from Joselyn that sent a pleasurable shiver up Kyon's back.

Slowly, the vampire pulled away from the kiss, lips and chin stained a velvety red. So that the woman would still not be able to yell out, she lifted a hand and then crammed her fingers into Joselyn's mouth, trapping her tongue against the side of her cheek as she did so. With the woman safely silent, she turned her attention back to Marcus. She grinned. Finally, he had given into that hunger, even if he was being a bit conservative about feeding. It wasn't easy to get a lot of blood flowing out of someone's arm, but she supposed that this would make it last longer, and the man would enjoy that.

Not being one to merely watch, Kyon moved her lips onto Joselyn's neck, to the cut that is already there. She widens the wound a bit with her teeth, but not much, so that she wouldn't drain too much before Marcus had his fill. To conserve it even more, she takes in very long drinks, leaving a good few seconds between every swallow, which was a far cry from her usual rabid self. It was a good thing that she had fed so recently, or she wouldn't have been able to contain herself as she was.

After a few minutes, she feels the woman's body go limp as she passes out and so Kyon is able to pull her hand out of her mouth, knowing that of course she couldn't scream now. She pulled away only a few moments later, feeling woozy and half-drunk from all the blood, then let her head fall against Marcus' chest, using him as support for now. By far, this had been her best kill that month. It had been ages since she had gotten to feed with someone else, which was a shame because it did feel so intimate, two people stealing the life of only one source. So romantic. At least it felt that way to her.

[Cillian Amir]

While feeding Marcus has closed his eyes, partly so that he didn't have to see the blood or chance looking at the expression on the woman's face as both he and Kyon fed from her. The taste of the blood and the energy it gives him are what make Marcus keep on drinking, it is hard for him to admit but it is all not as bad as he had thought all this time and if given the chance he might even consider doing it again but he would be hard pressed to tell anyone that, specially someone like Kyon who he had told so many times that he would never do something like this. While drinking the blood he is telling himself that he is only doing this because Kyon had forced him to do it ad that if he hadn't she would have killed him as well as Joselyn.

For a moment Marcus takes his fangs out of the humans flesh only to bite again this time closer to her wrist where he knows it will bleed more and cause more pain. He doesn't really want to cause the woman pain but doing it certainly does give him a nice feeling, a feeling of power and dominance. This is what Cillian must feel every time he comes across a young girl that he can sweet talk and feed off, use those vampire charms to bend her to his will. The flow of blood is starting to slow and he can feel Joselyns heart beat starting to grow faint. His sense of humanity makes him pull away and stop feeding. He may be enjoying it but he still can't bring himself to feed so much to kill the woman.

Loosening his grip on Joselyns arm and it drops heavily and limply to the ground. She is barely alive though Marcus is glad that he hadn't killed her, he would leave that to Kyon sure that she would enjoy it more than him. The feeling of Kyon resting her head on his chest makes Marcus jump just a little. He'd been expecting her to perhaps go strait to finishing off the woman or moving to dispose of the body, but instead she rests on him like a child relaxing after a meal. Gently Marcus puts his hand on the back of her head and strokes her hair. "I thought that you would prefer to take the last bit of life that's in her. I was able to go against my own feelings and feed from a human but I don't think I could bring myself to kill her". "Maybe I should thank you for making me do this. It gave me a feeling of power over the human and the taste of the blood was just fantastic".

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He leans in close to Kyon and softly whispers in her hear. "Let me do it, please. I've let you have your fun with Marcus so let me have mine with the woman. Let me snuff out what life is left in her". Cillian moves his head and gently licks some of the humans blood off of Kyons cheeks and lips.

[Kyon Girard]

Kyon sighed and smiled softly at the feeling of Marcus’ fingers in her hair. She lifted her head only a little, so that her chin was against him and she could look up at his face. Her brow rose softly and a little smile curved her lips as he talked about how much he had enjoyed the blood, yet about how he couldn’t stand to actually kill. This was perfectly alright with her; she would love to take the rest of the life from the girl all by herself.

"Maybe I should thank you for making me do this. It gave me a feeling of power over the human and the taste of the blood was just fantastic."

Yes, yes, it was marvelous, and it was great that he could see this now. Perhaps he would be encouraged to take a victim in the future, they could hunt together again, or with Cillian, though she had the feeling that he was a solitary kind of guy. Anyway, his method was not cohesive with hers; while he enjoyed to tear and maim with his hands, she preferred to cut and slice perfectly, carving the unfortunate human to shreds. Besides, she liked to feel so dominant and Cil had the same sort of personality as her; they would end up fighting a lot.

"Let me do it, please. I've let you have your fun with Marcus so let me have mine with the woman. Let me snuff out what life is left in her."

The whisper sends a slight shiver down her spine and Kyon finally lifts her head to look up at Cillian properly. She should just kill them both now, while he isn’t expecting it. He had said that his death would bring her fame, right? But no, their fun was not over yet, not quite, he could live for a bit longer. “Alright,” she smiled, staring straight into his eyes through her eyelashes, “but you get to clean her up.” She leaned in a bit as he started to lick her off and once he reached her lips, she lifted a hand to pull his head around and trap him in a prolonged kiss. After about minute, the woman let go and then slipped off to the side, off of Joselyn, before she stumbled onto her feet.

“Don’t you disappear, darling,” she told the vampire, looking down at him and resting her hands on her thighs, “come on back when you’re finished.” After shooting him a soft wink, she turned on her heel and headed back to her room, pulling off her shirt on the way so that Cil would catch a glimpse of her back if he was watching her walk away. In the complete darkness of the hallway, she relaxed a bit, not being too fond of the low watt light bulb that she was forced to have in the entryway. At least she was able to keep the rest of the apartment as absolutely dark as she wished, even though her pet, Sage lived with her now. The wolf could see just as fine in the dark.

Once in her room, which was just past the bathroom, she dropped her shirt on the floor and then flopped forward onto her sheets, still licking the blood off of her lips. God, that fabric under her skin felt so nice, so comfortable, how she wouldn’t just love to lay there the rest of the night and then finally crawl under the covers when daylight infiltrated the apartment. Well, she supposed that she could stay there until Cillian was done with Joselyn. Sighing softly, she rolled onto her back and then lifted her hands over her head, stretching and then relaxing back down, her legs hanging over the side of the bed.

[Cillian Amir]

"Perhaps this could happen again? Though I would prefer that the next time the human would be someone who doesn't have an already established life and would be missed. Someone who is already 'lost'. Homeless or a junkie or something. I still can't bring myself to kill someone who could have a family, a partner and friends. I'll never be the type of killer you and Cillian are, but I can try to at least be some kind of proper vampire. I'm more likely to listen to what you have to say rather than Cillian, he knows that he can't physically hurt me without hurting himself and I've grown complacent with his threats that they don't mean anything anymore. But you, you are able to force my hand, your threats aren't empty. I've always in a way envied Cillian for the way he is so reckless and care free. He just goes with the flow and takes whatever comes to him".

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If Kyon hadn't taken hold of his head to lock the two of them in a short kiss Cillian would have moved strait away to take what remained of the humans life. Cillian has never really concerned himself with an attraction to the female gender. It isn't that he doesn't like them in fact the female form is one of his favourite things in the world but given the kind of life style that he leads it's hard to find the right kind of woman who is able to deal with it and keep up. Human women are too slow and weak and unable to handle themselves. Vampire women are often aloof and stuck in their ways. Rather than having to deal with either of them Cillian has chosen to simply not deal with them at all until it he needs a human to feed from. The emotion of love is foreign to him as well. Like any vampire he has lust, but it more of a wanting for dominance or power which is why on the rare occasions he does have intercourse with a human female they end up dead. Marcus is the emotional side of the two, he is the one who feels. The kiss from Kyon was nice but it was getting in the way of Cillian finishing off Joselyn.

Released from the kiss Cillian quickly moves to the position Marcus had been in before; sitting behind Joselyn with her propped up against his chest with her neck at the right height. He turns slightly as Kyon leaves, catching a brief moment of Kyon removing her top before she is gone from sight. He liked the female form yes, but other than that he held no other kind of attraction towards it that could be grouped with desire. Alone now with the unconscious human Cillian traces her arteries and veins with his fingers. Her pulse is weak but he can still feel it. Sighing softly Cillian pushes back the urge to just rip open the girls throat, Kyon had said he'd have to clean up after himself.

Shifting his position slightly Cillian makes a few testing bites into the woman neck then goes in for the kill. He would have preferred for her to be awake for this, to feel her struggle and squirm and cry against him but beggers can't be choosers. He breaths in the smell of the blood as it runs from the wound his teeth have made. A couple more times Cillian bites into her neck on either side to get to more blood. Even when he has felt her heart stop Cillian continues to drink until nothing more can be drawn. Done he pushes the corpse away from him, now that she is dead Joselyn is no use to him so he has no reason to be anywhere near it. Standing slowly Cil' looks around for something to use to clean the blood off himself and the body. He finds only a few small hand towels which would have to do. His job at cleaning away the blood is rather slap-dash given that most of the blood on the body has dried and hard to remove without water. The job done, to his liking, Cillian remembers what Kyon had said before leaving, that he should 'come back' when done. "Would you like to take over this one Marcus?". Though he doesn't give up control just yet. Lazily Cillian makes his way down the hallway, following the scent of blood on Kyons body. Finding her room he leans against the door frame. "A fine night we had no? You managed to break Marcus out of his shell once more I say well done".

[Kyon Girard]

After a good few minutes, Kyon finally heard Cilian moving down the hallway toward her room, slowly, his footsteps a bit sloppy. Mm, drinking all the blood did make a person sleepy. Once she sensed him in the doorway, she sat up a bit, resting her elbows on the bed while she craned her neck slightly to look over at the man.

"A fine night we had no? You managed to break Marcus out of his shell once more I say well done."

Sitting fully now, Kyon smiled up at him, placing her hands on her lap and leaning forward a bit. "Well, thank you," she said, tilting her head to the side. "I have to say that I did enjoy myself very much." After stretching once again, she got to her feet and then moved over to Cil where she leaned up against him and wrapped her arms about his neck. "You suck at cleaning up," she muttered, shifting her eyes to the dried blood smeared on his cheek, "didn't even move the body, hm? Tsk, tsk, you may have the luxury of letting your victims sit where you leave them to rot, but I can't exactly move that easily. And I don't want the apartment smelling like death, what will the neighbor's think?"

The woman smiled widely then pulled away from Cil to move to her bedroom closet. Inside, she felt around on the left side until rough, polyester fabric hit her skin. She grabbed a hold of the body bag then yanked it out and dragged it out of the room. There were always a few bags kept in her closet, just in case she killed someone at home and she couldn't move them immediately. Usually, she tried very hard to prevent this, but every once and a while it just couldn't be helped, and tonight had been one of those occasions where it had been more convenient to kill at home.

Once more in the front hallway, she knelt down next to the girl, placing a hand on her neck. No pulse, of course. She was actually starting to smell a little, ugh. Kyon unzipped the bag, laying it flat as possible, and then, being as delicate as she could, rolled Joselyn's body onto the plastic before zipping it all back up, sealing in the smell of decomposition so that it wouldn't leach into the carpet or the air. With a soft grunt, she now lifted the fairly stiff body onto her shoulder then stood and carried it to the bathroom. Once there, she dropped it into the bath tub, just in case the bag wasn't air tight so that it would be easy to clean up later.

After washing her hands, a bit disgusted by having to touch the dead body, she went back to her room, to Cilian. "Will you be staying the night?" she asked, "And day, I suppose. It's only..." She paused to look over at the alarm clock beside her bed. "11:30, but I'm sure we could find plenty to do." With this. she lifted a hand to scratch at the back of her head, emphasizing her continued shirtless-ness for a moment.

[Cillian Amir]

A normal person wouldn't be staring at Kyon, but Cillian is almost void of all common social standards when it comes to interacting with other people. Where another man may turn his head to look away from Kyon wearing no shirt Cillian keeps his eyes on her, but his sight stays mostly on her face only once or twice did his eyes slip down to take in her figure. He reasoned that if she didn't want him to look she wouldn't have dressed with no shirt on it wasn't like Kyon didn't know he would be coming to her room she'd been the one to tell him to come to it when done with the human. It's also why Cillian felt no pity or remorse for the girl who get killed by wolves and vampires and had been wearing revealing clothing. They knew the dangers that their dress sense would bring so it was no fault but their own for getting attacked and killed.

He barely reacts to Kyon putting her arms around his neck, though he does put his hands on her hips. He smiles and laughs at her comment about him been bad at cleaning up. "True true. All the more reason to go looking for that old abandoned morgue or warehouse where we could kill and maim and just have their blood drain away". Cillian puts his lips against the curve at the top of her ear. "Let the neighbours think what they like, it might even get them to come here and then we'd get to have a little midnight or early morning snack". His lips brush against her ear softly. Before she moves away Cillian gives the cartilage a quick nip.

He lifts and eyebrow when the body bag is pulled out. "Well you're certainly prepared for everything aren't you". Cillian follows Kyon to the end of the hall and watched her move the body into the bathroom. The smell of her body starting to decompose didn't bother him as much as it did Kyon. Cillian has spent a great deal of time around dead bodies so he has become used to the smell, even so it does make him wrinkle his nose a little. "Well you certainly showed me up. If I had known those bags were in the house I would have used those, I did think about just throwing her out of a window but then she would have been found in the street". "I wasn't planning on doing anything else tonight so I don't see why I can't stay for a while longer". When she is close enough Cillian puts a hand on her hip, drawing her closer. Softly he runs the backs of his fingers down Kyon's cheek then her neck. His hand moves to the back of her neck his grip tightening a little. "Human would be better but you'll do for tonight".

Grinning Cillian roughly pulls Kyon towards him and kisses her, biting her lips. Nothing near desire is making him kiss Kyon. It's the pure and simple need to be in control and feel that rush of overpowering someone.

[Kyon Girard]

"Well you certainly showed me up. If I had known those bags were in the house I would have used those, I did think about just throwing her out of a window but then she would have been found in the street."

Kyon smiled over softly at Cil, crossing her arms over her chest. "I've tried that once; it wasn't so pretty, had to talk to the cops all day, but I had some connections and they got me out of it. A few coworkers have given me some tips since then, the reason for the body bags, and they've been helpful." Moving away from the wall, the woman took a short step toward the other vampire. "I can easily slip around trouble when I need to."

As if this were a cue, the man placed his hand onto her hip, pulling her closer to himself. "I wasn't planning on doing anything else tonight so I don't see why I can't stay for a while longer."

"Of course you weren't," she said quietly, leaning her neck into his hand as his fingers ran over her skin, "otherwise you wouldn't have let me bring you here, could have taken advantage of you." When she said this, she thought of earlier, when she had been standing with her dagger in hand, easily able to stab him in the head or heart and perhaps take that bounty that he'd spoke of. Now, it wouldn't be at all easy to kill him, but she could have fun trying.

Kyon suddenly tensed up, Cilian's hand wrapping tight around her neck, yet she was able to quickly relax, not too afraid of the man, just more surprised by his rapid switch from being so calm. "Human would be better but you'll do for tonight." She shot him a slight look of confusion and slid her hands onto his chest, so that she would have some leverage if he came too close for comfort. "You think it's the same? I won't be so com-"

Her sentence is stopped by Cil's kiss and she immediately tries to pull away, but his teeth are sunk into her lip. Unlike most people, who would start panicking finding themselves in such a situation, Kyon moves into the kiss, letting her body fall against him and slipping her arms back around his neck as she had had them earlier. After a few seconds, she ripped herself away, one of her hands curling tight into his hair and holding his head back so that he couldn't keep his mouth to hers. With her free hand, she runs her palm over her lips, which are red and irritated, but not bleeding as they'd already begun to heal.

"Ya bastard," she muttered, licking off her lips as they finished healing, "what if you'd torn a chunk out of my lip?" Frowning, she lifted her hand to his neck and pressed him back against the door frame, still holding his hair tight and pulled back*

[Cillian Amir]

"I think all you'd need to do is give a little smile and a shake of your hips and anyone would let you go no matter what trouble you're in. How easy it is for a woman to get away with murder when she is surrounded by such weak minded and foolish men. The body bags are certainly handy I might even start to store some where I am staying, are they liquid proof? I don't want to put a body in one and move it somewhere only have it leak all over the carpet, some of those room are kept in good condition and I don't need the goo of some dead person messing up the carpets and possibly contaminating things".

"Taken advantage of me? And how would you have done that? What could you possibly want from me. I don't have anything of value in my possession except maybe some emergency cash that Marcus has squirreled away somewhere and that's only enough to buy a new apartment or to bribe the authorities. Unless you had intentions to kill me. Now that would be very distrustful of you Kyon, to build up some kind of trust between us and then break it by killing me how uncivilized of you Kyon dear".

Cillian was quite enjoying the kiss, the taste of her blood, the way she moved her body to fit against his. His shoulders flinch a little as Kyon moves her hands up around the back of his neck. A snarl comes from his lips when Kyon breaks the kiss and pulls his head backwards by his hair. "How could I resist the urge to kiss those fine lips of yours Kyon, why would I want to damage your lips? I could kiss those lips so many times and you made it more likely that I would damage them by pulling away so quickly". He snarls again at the pain of his hair been pulled. "So what're you going to do now, kill me? Some kind of torture and make me beg for mercy. Good luck with that".

[Kyon Girard]

Kyon was a little surprised by the anger that Cilian displayed when he was forced out of the kiss, and the pain that showed in his eyes with his hair being pulled on. She thought that he was a glutton for pain, or that he at least had a high pain threshold, and that he liked the roughness, he had just killed a girl, had he not? He was a very strange man though, and she did not understand him even one bit, so he was bound to startle her with his mannerisms.

Although, she did enjoy his compliments, about her being lovely. She did hear them all the time, but it had inflated her head so much that it was quite a rush to get them every once and a while. Maybe if he kept it up she would drop the consideration of murder, though for now, she would remain under the guise that it had already left her head, not wanting Cil to feel threatened and have herself getting into a fight with him. Usually, she loved such a matched confrontation, but she would not risk fucking up her apartment anymore than their human prey might have.

"So what're you going to do now, kill me? Some kind of torture and make me beg for mercy. Good luck with that."

"I know torture wouldn't work on you, you're too much of a badass, aren't you?" slowly, she let go of his hair and pulled her hand away from his neck, though she left her body pushed against his, keeping him in place. "And it wouldn't be any fun to kill you, I'd lose the both of you." She grinned slightly, thinking back to Marcus and his strangeness, that he should be stuck with the dominate personality of Cilian that was so unlike him.

Kyon pressed her lips back to the man's for a moment, nipping his bottom lip gently before pulling back from him and walking over to her bed. She sat down on the edge, staring up at the other vampire and placing her hands behind her, pushing her chest out as she did. "So, the question is now, what you are you going to do, hon?" She picked one of her hands up from the bed and ran it over the side of her neck. "If you stay away from the face, you can bite a little bit more, it is all for fun, no?"

[Cillian Amir]

While he did like causing pain in others, feeling pain himself wasn't something he went out of his way to experience, he will put up with it when he needs to. Cillian rarely gave compliments that had any real feelings behind them, he just says things that he knows people want to hear even if he doesn't really think them himself. It's not to please people but to get them to like him, get them to trust him enough to let him get close and then when the time is right or the person's usefulness is up then Cillian will brush the individual off, leave them out in the cold and all memories of them will be erased from his mind, or at least pushed to the back of his mind where they might randomly pop back into his everyday thoughts. It is disturbing how easy it is for him to just forget people, though given how he views everyone as of less worth than him it's not surprising really.

Too bad ass. The comment makes Cillian laugh softly and grin "I have exposed myself to sunlight and lycan blood just to see how much it would hurt, to see how much a vampire can stand before it's too much. I have even forced myself to starve to the point of near death. I figured that once I have experienced those brinks of what can truly kill us then they will no longer phase me. I doubt that anything you do could get me to flinch in the slightest". As of yet he has found no way to force him to shift from himself to Marcus. It's easy to make the reverse happen but as Cillian in the dominant personality it's harder to make him let go and relinquish control to Marcus. "Mm yes you'd lose the both of us and we're far too much fun to have around now aren't we even if at least one of us has the habit of fighting back and been just a little bit stubborn".

He watches her carefully as Kyon moves away from him and to the bed. The kisses shouldn't be gentle, they shouldn't be anything near soft or sweet. No the kisses between these two should be a way of showing dominance; fierce and fast. Slowly he walks towards Kyon, stopping in front of her. "Now? Well since you've offered yourself up it would just be rude to not take advantage of having a little taste". Smiling and showing his fangs Cillian places his hands on Kyon's shoulders and pushes her backwards onto the bed. Leaning over her, his fangs bared with a soft hiss Cillian lowers his head and bites into her shoulder, quickly moving his hands to her wrists and holding them down on either side of her head. A growl rumbles in his chest as he bites, his teeth digging into Kyons skin as far as they can go.