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[Private] Where Pilots Sleep

Noelle Faye Benson | Vampire; Infant

Posted on Thu Apr 09, 2015 9:07 pm

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Ace Yamada Residence | Clear & Cool | Some time after dark.


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Dress: Elie Saab (Middle) [x]
Hair: Straight, Middle Part [x]
Makeup: Simple, Winged Liner [x]
Accessories: Drop Studs [x]


Was it considered breaking and entering if technically the person living there was missing? The bills were still being paid, that was much was certain, because all of his belongings had been gathering dust on the inside for quite some time. The strangest thing to me was my ability to enter without an invitation, like his soul was no longer bound to this world giving any and all vampires free access to his home. I myself hadn't stopped by in quite some time. I used to, just to see something familiar. But whatever invisible bond I had with his house was soon realized to be broken when I saw the inside of it again tonight. It no longer felt like home away from home to me, it was just a shell now. I had no clue what possessed me to enter his home tonight. My attire made it obvious that I had bigger plans, but Seattle would still be there waiting for me in an hour, two hours... Twenty...

Being so enslaved by time yet not was a difficult thing to grasp. When the sky turns a lighter shade of blue, I must go to ground. But my time spent in darkness is infinitely free. What was that word again? Right, obligation, that was something I didn't have an ounce of. Or maybe I did, but my own indestructibility made it somehow less obligatory. The word had me thinking of someone in particular, and my eyebrows curled in confusion at why the word ''obligation'' made me think of Dr. Reese.

The game I had been playing with him over text was purely for my own enjoyment, and as much as I tried to let him experience his own infinite freedom, there were times when I felt the need to pull on his puppet strings from time to time. It was as if I found enjoyment in knowing how much of him I could control, and genuine interest in figuring out where our boundaries were, if they even existed at all. Call it boredom, or call it loneliness, call it what you will. All I knew was the bed that I was laying it would have been far more comfortable if I wasn't alone.

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Re: [Private] Where Pilots Sleep

Benjamin Reese | Vampire; Infant

Posted on Thu Apr 09, 2015 9:28 pm

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Ben is wearing this..


Walking through Ace's abandoned home was strange, stranger than I had expected. Why I had resented him so much I wasn't sure. No one had ever made me do anything I didn't actually want to do. But it rattled me that I had wanted to do that with him. I thought my reasons might be something to do more with my personality than my actual desire for him. He felt fake to me, he felt like someone who tried too hard. Maybe what disturbed me more was my motivation behind what I had done. I wanted to shut him up. He had asked for something, and I wanted to make him question whether he'd really wanted it. You couldn't really rape the willing, but that night was as close as it got.

I felt her presence before I had even entered, so I knew that she knew I was there. I hadn't really explored his house that often, but I was able to go directly to her. I wasn't sure what to think when I'd found her. Maybe she'd been all dressed up for someone who had stood her up, and I was her consolation prize. Maybe this could actually have been just for me. It didn't matter, either way, I knew she was fucking with me. Could I blame her? That's exactly what I did. She was my master in every way. Beating me at my own game.

Who did you steal that number from? I asked as I leaned my shoulder on the door frame.

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Noelle Faye Benson | Vampire; Infant

Posted on Thu Apr 09, 2015 9:44 pm

I felt myself smile when I sensed him near. It was stupid that I still got butterflies just at the thought of him getting closer, and I still didn't know if that was just side effect of the bond, or if it was genuinely him causing it. I tucked my lips in, hoping to get rid of the smile before he found me and even shifted on the bed a little bit unsure of how I wanted him to see me when he won at our game of hide and seek. Why was I suddenly so aware of my body? The idea of posing for him felt beyond moronic but that was exactly what I was trying to do, find a pose. I finally stopped on my back, which wasn't nearly as pretty as you would think, but I was fed up of trying to play Cindy Crawford when I so clearly was not Cindy Crawford. My hair fell off the edge of the bed, and my hips were shifted to the side so my appearance wasn't that frumpy after all.

Don't be silly, you can't steal from the dead. I spoke, and after the words left me I finally locked my eyes on his. Wouldn't you find it tragic for such beautiful fabric to get stuffed in a box and placed in a storage somewhere, never to be revered for it's charm again? I sat up, pulled myself to my feet and gently swung the fabric as I walked towards him. A blur and a breeze, that was all that could be noticed when I ended up behind him, slipping my arms over his shoulders. My palms slowly ran under his shirt and down the center of his chest. But if you don't like it, I'm more than willing to get rid of it. I whispered into his ear.

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Benjamin Reese | Vampire; Infant

Posted on Thu Apr 09, 2015 10:18 pm

I envied her careless philosophy with it all, I needed to be shown how to kill people that mattered, or at least not to care about it. I didn't feel some kind of shit morality about it, but I didn't want to be lumped into the same group of people as thieves. I was better than them. And yet I didn't think of Noelle that way. I tried to, God I tried to hate her. I don't think whatever bond we had mattered, either. I always felt like she was unattainable, but here she was, throwing herself at me, and I still felt like I wasn't good enough. Like I she would just be fucking bored with me. Who the fuck did she turn me into?

You're right, I said, now letting a grin spread on my lips but I crossed my arms. I looked at her in the dress, gown, whatever it was, beginning with her toes, and up her long legs and curvy features, to that tiny fucking waist. I knew that when I did have her, I would try anything within my power to fucking wreck her. It was made for-

One little touch from her and I'd lost my train of thought. Her hands were crawling on me like snakes and I stood rigid in a feeble attempt to hide the shiver it sent down my spine. I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply. Fucking habits, man. But breathing was still... comfortable. Especially now.  

I covered my hands over hers at first, but I found myself just as quick as she'd sprinted toward me, with her pinned in front of me against the door frame. My face was barely two inches from hers and I knew my eyes were on fire. I've said it before, and I'll say it again - don't fuck with me. But my eyes left hers, and trailed down every part of the skin behind the black lacy dress, down until our chests met. My head cocked to the side as I looked at her chin, her neck, and the shadows cast on her chest beneath the transparent black fabric. My thumb trailed over her bottom lip as if I were simply studying it. I finally met her gaze again.

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Noelle Faye Benson | Vampire; Infant

Posted on Thu Apr 09, 2015 10:46 pm

I shouldn't have felt so... Thrilled. The way his words caught in his throat made me feel way too fucking ecstatic. I'd always like having control over men, but with Ben it was taken to an entirely new level. A level that had me feeling so many different things. Did I want to overpower him? Did I want him to overpower me? Did I want both? It was mentally destructive trying to find which desire to grasp onto.

A lustful grin was on my face before I even hit the door frame, and the feeling of him pinning me there caused it to widen. I raised an arm, twisting my wrist around to grip at the frame above me, and used the other to hike up my dress so I could wrap a bare leg around him. Was he irritated? Angry? God I hoped so. His fury was my euphoria. How far could I push him before he snapped? The idea of it hand my leg rubbing against the outside of his in anticipation. Oh but I enjoy it so much Benjamin...

My fangs had appeared at some point between the bed and now. I didn't even care to have control over them, and when his thumb met the skin of my lip it practically had me sinking down the frame. My hand moved up his chest, neck, and finally gripped at his jaw so firmly I knew it had to have caused him pain. I tilted my head, exposing my neck to him. Could he resist my body and my blood? Which one would cause him to snap first? All I knew was I wanted another taste of that temper, and I was trying so hard to get it.

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