Two Darks dont make a Light [Invite only | Lamya & Vlad | Social]

Her pink hair ruffled around her ears as she walked the streets of Cedar Town. She had been here once before, meeting a man that seemed to sail the seas, she had gotten through that day easily without being caught and so here she was again. Wandering the streets looking into shop windows and admiring the little truckers that they had that she had not seen the last time that she had gone through the town.

Lamya knew her name was not a famous one nor that anyone knew what she looked like. She was from a hidden guild. One that was placed into hiding by its guild master. They however were building their own place, a country of their own to hide from the government of Fiore. They were building their strengths and training their members. Growing stronger every say.

With her dress rustling around her ankles the celestial mage finally made a stop. It was in front of one of the many little shops. There were keys on display. How she wanted them but she knew that she wouldn't be able to buy one. Not today and she knew that she would not be able to steal and get away with it. She might have been careless in her killings but she knew better than to blow her cover.

WC: 222

Cedar city was a place that Vlad had visited in the past for some very idiotic job; it resulted in a useful summon, but still... To take the life of a man over love? It was just a stupid thing that Vlad had done due to boredom. Sure, he didn't have to, but he did it anyway. 

While he wasn't very well known his face was recognizable. Having been responsible for the destruction of Era, and the Council building, Vlad was rather proud of himself. "Slaughter the civilians~!" He chuckled to himself, stopping in his tracks. Who was this? How did she think that she could, possibly, hide herself here. She was so... oblique. Her soul was almost pitch black; she was not anything like a regular mage. What a great turn of events! Perhaps he would obtain a buddy! He did need side kick, and a female was always good to have around. 

"How are you dear?" He chuckled as he approached the female from behind, being ready for any little surprise she may through his way. Now, standing within a meter of her, he would lean in and whisper into her ear. "Who are you? What business do you have here? You really should work on masking your presence a bit." As he finished this up he laughed, looking at the keys in the window. Who needed some keys for a great summon?



[OOC: LOVE THE TITLE]

Lamya could sense him the minute he got close. The magic of another summoner. However she knew better than to make a scene. Her eyes were drawn back to the keys in the window but the celestial spirit mage could not help but hear the foot steps of the man approaching. Lamya could only hope the man didn't want trouble. Didn't want to start a problem. It wasn't so much that she would have a problem with it. It was more like the problem of the Knights that were wandering the town and the fact that there were so many of them. Her pink hair brushed past her cheek bone and she tensed slightly as she could feel the mage that had been walking stop. He didn't stop just anywhere, he stopped right behind her.

The voice of the stranger and small tingles running through her body. He was dangerous. She knew. Just by the few words that had slipped from his lips and into her ear. The woman didn't make a move as she felt him leaning close to her, she could feel his heated breath on her ear causing for her fists to clench in the ruffles of her skirt. She needed to pretend like this was normal. "My name is of no importance. I simply chose to be here and as for my presence, not everyone can see would and auras, dimwitt. You of all people should know that."

Lamya's voice was soft yet sweet. Had anyone but the man behind her heard the would have assumed that she was whispering sweet nothings. But as she knew the man could hear her the pinkette did everything she could not to turn around and cause a scene in the middle of town. She still needed to stay hidden in the case of her guilds future.

WC: 308

Vlad was able to assess the situation and decided he earn a little bit of a break. He was going to have a bit of fun, maybe be a bit nice to the girl. It all decided on her reactions~. Leaning in he began to whisper, yet again. "I know how it works dear, relax. What, do you take me for an amateur? Perhaps you need to see how a man handles his business." He chuckled, giver her ass a light slap. Now, standing beside her, he put bis arm around her waist. "So, dear, what would you like to do today!?" He exclaimed, putting her on the spot. 

Yes, this was going to be fun for the male, and yes, the female may not completely enjoy this. Such is life, he supposed.  Well, Vlad did have some plans up his sleeve, hell, she may even enjoy it. Now, taking the lead, the male walked with his arm around the girls waist. He truly was sinister, though it was more for his next action. "I do believe you need a new Bikini! How about that? My treat." He chuckled, guiding the female towards a clothing store. 


Humming to himself it was a rather nice day out. He didn’t really have to worry about much. Even with the rune knights, and Garou Knights, active he didn't care. Why would he? He could handle himself and it seemed as though she could too. Splendid.

Her pink eyes flashed over to the man for the first time, catching him out of the corner of her eyes. He had black hair, slightly ruffled probably by the breeze the sea was bringing in, it was no longer than his jaw line and had it been properly brushed would have looked more sophisticated. He was on the taller side, a couple inches taller that herself. All in all perhaps and ideal man.

The deep voice of the man slipped into her ear again. It was more playful this time and had a sense snarkiness to it that caused the pinkette to tense slightly and for the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up. Lamya's fingers itched to grip something other than her skirt as he spoke but she knew that she wouldn't allow herself. But what she knew she should have expected and did not happened. With the snarkiness in his voice the prediction he would have touched her in a way to show dominace would have been evident. Yet as she felt the warmth against her add the girl still jumped and a soft squeak escaped her lips.

However before the girl could do anything the man's arm slipped around her petite waist and asked her a question she didn't know how to answer. Pulling one of her plump pink lips into her mouth she bit it in thought, hoping to come up with an answer. Her face was looking towards the ground still not seeing the face of the man or allowing him to see hers.

"I was planning on going shopping. Maybe down to the sea."

It wasn't a lie but she hadn't promised that she would go with him. With his fingers press I g against her side she continued to look down at the ground before picking her head up only to look into the window catching one last glance at the keys before being guided away.

But like luck was not on her side today the man suggested something that she had never done with an other human being. Bathing suit shopping. Magenta eyes went wide yet she still didn't look up at the man. Oh shit. She still didn't want to out up a fight in the case that the Knights would come however she didn't particularly like where this would be headed.

The female allowed herself to be guided to the clothing store in which she could see all the different types of swim wear. Maybe.... Maybe this wouldn't be as bad as she thought.

WC: 429

Vlad looked over to the female, how cute. He did enjoy it when they had some form of reaction to the way he acted. It was an interesting thing that always gave him something to work with; take for example the bitting of her lip; the way she refused to look at his face. They all had many implications, many possible reactions. He enjoyed this, perhaps this would be fun. "Down to the sea? How adventurous! And what splendid timing." He chuckled, looking around the area; he took note of the keys in the window. It seemed she was very occupied by them. A celestial mage; they always wanted a new toy. Well, it was fine; people do need a toy every so often. 

A rather short female, bitting her lip, and acting all shy; while this would appear to simply be a very shy girl, Vlad knew better. Although he did fancy shorter women, and when they were shy it was even better, he knew this was not the case. A ploy to simply fool those around her, that is what he assumed. Pulling her in a bit closer, he began their leisurely stroll to the department store. It was a very nice day out, very quiet; these were days Vlad did not see very often. He appreciated them accordingly.

Smiling as they approached the department store he opened the door for the female, entering behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist, yet again. "Well, which brand do you prefer? I am not an expert in this area." He chuckled, scratching the back of his head with his free hand. "Please do teach me a thing or two!" He said, smiling as they walked around. He would need some guidance at this point.

[OOC: Wanted to add more, but Vlad has literally no experience with this. Would have been too redundant.]

The pinkette knew that the other man had yet to see her face. She had made sure that it was that way, but she knew that it wouldn't be that way for long. With his fingers pulling her closer against his body the celestial mage sighed for just a moment before she knew she had to fall into character. Shyly her hand reached out, the one not covered in wrappings and snagged a corner of his shirt. She had seen other couple's do this in the time she had been observing in her time hiding.

Oh how she was sick of hiding. She couldn't kill, she couldn't steal, she couldn't do anything but train. It was aggravating. But she had to do it in order to save her guild from being found out. Afterall they needed to stay below the radar until they would be Ble to attack from their new kingdom.

Lamya had Ignored the man next to her for the time of their walk until she realized that they were at the front of the store. She cringed silently and motionlessly as the man opened the door and allowed her to enter before he did. The small breeze from the difference in air pressure lifted the hair off the back of her neck and pushed a cool wind against it causing for her to visibly shiver.

"Thanks"

She was thankful for him opening the door. She might have slightly hated him But that didn't mean she had to be impolite. She waited for a second for the man to catch up before walking again, heading straight towards the female bathing suits. She grabbed two right off the racks without answering his question and disappeared into the changing room.

1. Swimsuit 1

2. Swimsuit 2

WC: 291

The most odd part of this experience, for Vlad, was the silence. There was no silent quarrel, no form of resistance. It was strange, he did not sense much hostility. This was quite a surprise to him; he had expected to sense more hatred, vilification. At the very least he suspected he would sense some sense of awkward tension. "You're welcome~." He replied. A clothes store like this was rather different for Vlad; he never really accompanied a female to such a store, so he was awestruck when he saw the vast selection. "Well... This will be entertaining!" He chuckled to himself, he was going to enjoy this~.

Realizing he wouldn't get any answers he decided to take a new approach. Watching as she grabbed two rather cute swim suits. Yes, this would be a good view. "Well, I'll tell you all about me~!" He chuckled, standing beside the door to the changing room. "The name is Vlad; I recently joined Basilisk Fang, though who knows how long that will last. I am Coming Storm 7, though I recently defeated Number 3 in one swift strike. Honestly, I deserver a better position. Oh, Number 3 was the Ace of BF, so that is unattractive. That alone may cause me to simply abandon that place. Who knows? Anyway~ I am 18, very attractive, charming and an amazing man! Well, I am also conceited, as it would appear." He let out a laugh, looking around the store.

With no one being nearby he didn't mind speaking on these topics. "For all I know I may end up being guildless again. I do not mind either way. I live as I wish, and if anything should stop that I shall simply slash it down, destroy it and clear my way. That is what it means to have a dream, after all." He stated. "How is it coming along in there?"

The magenta orbs of the pink haired closed as she slid the curtain behind her. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she was finally able to relax. The wrappings on her arm were itching to be pulled off to let the demon inside of her free to wreck havock over the city. But she knew that she couldn't.

With one hand she hung up the two bathing suits on the hook and with the other she cupped the door, heading if the man had followed her into the changing rooms.

The voice of the baritone echoed from the other side of the door causing for the celestial mage to cringe. She wanted to get out. Get away from him. She knew every moment that she was near him would be a moment that would risk danger and exposure.

Looking around from the inside of the changing area the pinkette sought a way out. She could go over the dividers, but that would be caught much to easily. She certainly couldn't open the door. She would make too much noise with her keys. Urg... Wait. A low smile appeared on her faces as the pinkette stripped down from her loud rustly skirt and into the under slip before placing her keys between her breasts and slid under the barrier between the stalls until she reached the last one. She peaked out from under the atall to see if the man was still standing there.

He was.

The from on her face grew before the woman slid under the door and sprinted from the changing room

Hopefully undetected.

WC: 268

The problem with her plan was the notion that Vlad couldn't track her. As she crawled under the door he simply walked beside her, on the other side–of course. As she opened the door she simply ran into his chest, causing her to simply be trapped in the room. Vlad did not flinch, nor did he do much but look the female over. Well, she was well endowed. To discuss this shortly, she had rather large breasts; with her celestial keys stuck between her breasts it only brought about very lewd images and thoughts. Her waist was rather small, and it seemed she had a good taste in clothing. "Well, you did not think you could escape, did you? I will applaud the effort, I do like the way you put all this effort into it." He chuckled, now looking at her face. "You actually have a very cute face. How nice." He stated, still blocking the exit. "Am I such a horrible host? Would you really abandon me? That is so mean~!" He stated. "Here I thought we would get along so well~ I do love the way that soul of yours looks, dearie. Wouldn't you let me have it?" He chuckled, joking now.

"Did you really think you could escape?" He was now smirking, leaning in. "I do enjoy your company, do not ruin it." He chuckled, not really sure how to proceed. Grabbing her by the waist he would attempt to drag her back to her changing room. "You would rather run naked through the streets? Is that how you stay low key? You would be caught in no time..." He sighed, now worrying for the female. Tossing her into the changing room he looked at her once more. "Get dressed, or would you rather stay like that and see what happens?"

A muffled squeak escaped the lips of the pinkette as she ran right into the chest of the make that she had hopefully lost. But as to no avail he was there as she had slid from under the last door. She backed up slightly into the open door of the changing stall and subconsciously looked up at the man with a frown on her face only to see him looking back at her with a smirk. A soft rose pink blush dusted her cheeks as she remembered slightly how she looked. She had stripped off her voluminous green skirt leaving her in her white shirt and her red throw over that would part at her hips.

The voice of the make would slip into her head and she would glare up at him, not saying a single word as he spoke. But the way he did would send shivers down her spine. Her eyes stayed narrowed as he leaned down to her face, she had seen men worse than him before. Her days of slavery had assured that. But as his large hand reached out once again and wrapped around her waist pulling her down the hall a shriek would escape the pinkette's lips as her hands would fumble to hold into his arm.

He eventually tossed her into the room as looked at her with a threat of what would happen if she didn't get dressed. But such promised were useless to Lamya as she marched right out of the stall and hit him before going back into the one that she had initially entered, leaving the door wide open as she stripped down into nothing and moved to change into the first bikini.

The cool air of the store brought goose bumps to her skin as she reached for the bottoms, sliding them up her toned legs and leaving them to rest on her hips before reaching for the top and putting the initial strap around her neck and maneuvering the pieces of fabric so it would cover her chest before reaching behind her to tie it.

However her fingers were slightly shaking and the small straps to the the bathing suit were slipping from her fingers every time.

WC: 373

[OOC: He had dragged her down the hall, and tossed her into the one in which she first entered. Want to edit the post?]

Marching down the hall he could feel her hold onto his arm, how cute. Tossing her into the room it was apparent that she was going to get up and hit him, he didn't care. He did deserve it. Simply standing there, Vlad took the hit the female had rushed over and gave him. He was then taken by surprise by her actions, they were rather bold. Perhaps she wanted him to take some sort of bold action? Vlad was a man, after all. Simply undressing and revealing the entirety of your body to a male? It seemed like a sort of invitation. With her luscious body, as one would call it, how could he not be tempted? 

Taking a step forward he would place his hand on the females cheek, lifting it up so that she were looking at him; it was interesting how she could not tie the front of her swim suit. Perhaps she needed some help, or simply did not want to tie it? Such assumptions got men charged with rape in these lands. "So, would you like some help?" He asked, though it was a bit awkward. How could he offer help in such a situation? Well, Vlad was an interesting fella. Leaning down he would now make eye contact with the female. "Or, perhaps you were waiting for this?" He chuckled, leaning in and kissing the female. He really had no expectation either way. Whatever happened at this point happened.

She was struggling, it wasn't fun as her fingers fumbled around with the pieces of fabric unable to tie a simple bowknot behind her back. Her lips had pulled into a small pout before she could feel the caloused hand of the man cup her chin and cheeks, turning her head up to face his. Her pink eyes looked into his for a moment before he began to speak.

Shivers were sent through her body at the offer of help. Her orbs still locked with his, trying to process words however unlikely they were to actually be said. But her eyes went wide as she missed his words and his lips locked onto hers.

He was still behind her and the female knew that she would have no where to run. Several seconds passed before something snapped the girl back into her right mindset and she pushed the make away, ultimately sending her back into the stall.

With her clothes on the ground her feet got tangled up and the celestial mage took her fall to the floor, landing on her rear as she looked up at the male. She could feel a stinging in her right arm and she looked down to see some of her bandages starting to fall off.

Shit.

WC: 214

Ah, it was a surprise when she didn't fight back, at all. It was something that he was very easily able to accept, so the push came as a sort of reality check. He did not move, as the female began her massive slip. "Nope." He chuckled, grabbing onto the females arm, halting her fall. "God, why did you do that?" He chuckled, helping her up back onto her feet there was something that became apparent rather quickly. She now had no top piece on; this is to say that her breasts were exposed for the world to see. "Rather nice set..." He had smirked.

As this occurred the wrapping around the females hand fell to the ground; he had a feeling that bandage was there for some specific reason, but he was not sure as to what it was. Un winding it appeared that there was nothing there, though she seemed to have the hand there, there was none present. Magic could do some crazy shit, as it seemed. "Well, that is interesting, but fine." He stated, pulling her into his embrace. "You okay?" He asked, patting her head.

He helped her up using her right hand. Oh how she wanted to tell at him and maybe possibly hit him several times. She glared at him until his comment reached her ears and a dark blush spread across her cheeks as she covered her chest with her left hand. Dear Lord that was about as much as she could take. But as luck would have it her toubles didn't stop there as the wrapping of her arm fell off as he pulled his hand away.

No.

No this was not good.

A low purr eminated in the mind of the pinkette. It Sari. The lust of the twins she had made a contract with. She needed to fend her off until she could get her arm wrapped again. But everything crumbled as the man pulled her into his embrace.

Her canines became sharp and her eyes darkened to a nice dark maroon. Lamya was pushed back and locked into her own mind as she could now only watch as Sari controlled her body.

It was perfect. The situation. No top, very litter coverage. Her perfect senario. Sari locked her lips before she looked up at the man who was holding her. "Everything is perfect." She flashed a small smile before standing on her tiptoes and kissing his cheek. Her single hand ran down his chest before gripping his shirt and pulling him into the stall and spinning them around to lock the door behind them. "You've awakened me, die. Are you ready to face the consiquences?"

A/N italicize= Sari

WC: 258

Vlad was taken by surprise when she had looked up at him. So much had changed in mere seconds; her soul looked so different, much more wild. He was not against this, but it also was not fair to her. One cannot be forced to do something this sensual due to some sort of take over. But, he played along for the moment. Being spun around, hearing the door lock, he was actually quite aroused. He enjoyed a bold women, but he had to remain calm. He very much wanted to ravish this female, who wouldn't? She was already quite attractive, and now it seemed like she was literally about to straddle him. 

"Of course I'll pay, love. What do you wish me to pay you with?" He asked, grabbing her ass and taking her to the ground. Placing his hand beside her head he used his other hand to pin her to the floor. "Do you like to be dominated? To be forced to bend to ones will? Or would you prefer a softer touch?" He asked, leaning in and kissing the female once more; as he did this his hand would grab the bandage and begin to move the bandage near the woman's arm, perhaps this would fix it? He wasn't sure how this worked. Would it fix itself? Either way, he knew this was not the will of... WHAT WAS HER NAME!?! SHE NEVER TOLD HIM! 

Running his hand down he began to grope her breast, still waiting to see if the bandage would do ANYTHING!?! He did enjoy this, at least a little. A women's body brought so much pleasure; however, it was not something Vlad would accept without their consent. Any man who rapes a woman must die. No if, ands, or buts about it. This was something he was strict on. It mattered not what his title was; Coming Storm or not. This was his own principle.

The deep maroon eyes of the demon peered at the male in front of her, she could imagine the things that they could do. She was never a quiet one however, he would have to distract her mouth. Her pink tongue darted out and swept along her bottom lip, leaving a moist and glossy look behind. He looked delicious. Run her fingers up his chest and puck each button undone until there was nothing left and then she would feast on his pale creamy skin.

It wasn't two seconds before the female found the man right in front of her. Millimeters away from touching her. His voice was deep and it rumbled through her body striking every nerve as it did. This was not a senario in which she would be pleased to dominate. With his thick demanding voice and lean body she would give in and just allow him to take control.

The warm of his hand on her ass as he brought them both to the floor had the pinkette spread her legs so he could for between them as she locked her ankles around him. Her body was heated as it always was when she took over, heat with every touch, caress across her skin and with every cool brush of air against the open skin. It was looking for relief and the satisfaction that only pleasure could give.

One of his hands had taken spot right next to her head, avoiding the fanned out cherry blossom pink hair that surrounded the female's face. The other hand had taken her own and pinned it above her head. How she wanted his hand to slide into hers and she could lace their fingers together. The chilling and domineering voice of the dark haired male called her to from above in a tease before he leaned down and captured her lips once again in a kiss. But now it was her. She quickly took advantage of the kiss and tilted her head only slightly to the side allowing her lips to slant against his as she parted her own lips and nipped at his bottom lip with her teeth, nearly begging for him to come play.

Sari only wanted more and she could feel the bonding fabric trail closer to her hand and a low growl slipped from her throat. But even as it touched her skin she could not feel her contractor putting up a fight. It wasn't that she wanted it, that surprised the female demon it was the fact that she had no objections to it. Sari smirked mentally before offering back more control to the other female who didn't take it quite yet.

But caught up in her own mind the touch of the hot hand against her bare breast had the female gasping and arcing her back off the floor in a terming pose for more. Sari looked up at the man before parting their lips she knew what he thought he was doing, but it no longer was. "Her name is Lamya. The girl who you want and are scared for. But I'll tell you. She isn't fighting me Which means she doesn't mind you. So don't be so worried-"

'Vlad. His name is Vlad'

"Vlad."

WC: 545
TC: 2908

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