(( I was totally thinking that too!! XD hmmm...... ))

Gabriel

Gabriel looked up at the man.
"Well I am a monster..."
He pulled himself up a bit, pressing himself against Dante, his lower abs pressing against Dante's pelvis. He moved his lips close to Dante's, but didnt touch them.
"And i can be much worse, this is me on a good day.."
Gabriel gripped Dante's shoulders harder, causing enough pain to be noticed, he knew Dante liked pain, he could feel it. Gabriel loved to give it, so he wouldnt object. Gabriel dragged his nails, which he barely had, and let them scratch across the other's shoulders and down his chest, ripping dante's shirt along the way. Mmm..the pain he must feel...

Dante breathed as the man pressed closer. He could feel something he liked very much, of course. Who wouldn't? His eyes stayed on the other's chest for a moment before dragging up to the vampire's face. "Good day...?" He chuckled. "I'd rather see you pissed off-... ah!" He jolted at the last second, the grip the vampire gave him pressing hard on two pressure points. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before placing his hands on top of the vampire's thighs. He pressed his heels into the floor and whimpered, pushing his back hard against the wall as skin and clothing ripped, blood trickling from the long scratch marks.

Gabriel

Gabriel slowly licked down the blood trail, savoring the taste on his tounge. He grinned at dantes comment and looked up at him, some blood still on his lips.
"I might kill you, and if i dont, i'll come damn close..."
As he licked his lips Gabriel let his eyes wander over Dante, and leaned in to kiss him, pressing his lips hard against the others. He bit Dante's bottom lip and sucked on it, the bite causing some blood to trickle out, Gabriel let the blood be sucked into his mouth as he kissed dante. Their bodies pressed harder against eachother, Gabriel gently grindind his blower body against Dante's pelvis.

"M-Mh!" Dante's hands went to the man's sides in response to the kiss. He pressed himself harder against the wall, his eyes closed tight. Then there was a bite... he gripped the vampire's bare back, pulling him in closer as a mix of pain, shock, and pleasure mixed through him. The mess fogging his mind up quickly, causing him to fall into the vampire's motives and become the 'perfect toy.'

( Not going to add any more details. Was tempted, but Hell, that'd be back. I say fade here since Ti ain't joining. >O )

Ti woke in his bed, sweat beading on his skin and blade in hand. His eyes flew wide open and his breaths came in and out as ragged gasps. He shuddered as he came to his senses, seeing Dalcha snuffing away, sound asleep cramped at the foot of the bed. He looked about the room, it's cold darkness echos of the horrific images that haunted his mind. He breathed deep and and stood, moving silently to the bathroom and splashing ice cold water on his pale face. He looked at the scarred figure in the mirror and felt like smashing it, like screaming, like tearing at his flesh just to see the crimson flow.

He sheathed the small knife and put it in his pocket as always, the slight metallic clink the only noise as it slid in. He ran a hand through his long, raven tresses and then stepped to the darkest corner of the room, the shadows embracing him as he melded. He stepped back out of the shadows to the main hall, silence seeming endless as he soundlessly paced before making his way to the bar.

He was half-way there when he felt a pang of carnal indulgence ripple and roll off him. He took a sharp breath as the husky whispers reached his ears, the murmurs barely audible as the vibrations of lust coursed through the air. Ti almost groaned as another wave hit him, this was not what he needed, not now. He resumed his silent quest for his amber firewater, rounding the bar and grasping the bottle as he caught a thin beam of light from the medical wing. He took a long swig of rum, savoring the burn as the tang of blood hit the air. His breath was caught in his chest as his eyes flickered gold and his fangs keened as he was drawn to the door way.

(( I was working on it! I was in the writing mood! ))
(( We can always continue this in MSN if you two have it *nudge nudge* ))

( Oh wow! xDDD Uhmm... wow... o-o; )

( "I'm sorry! You see... there was noise... and I smelled blood... so... I cheated on you... with two men... I SAID I WAS SORRY! D=" )

( xD )

((.... What she doesn't know can't hurt her XD ))

( Dante is far too lucky. D= )

(( Agreed ))

( This place is waaaay too full of gay men... >.> )

(( Hey, hey! Bi, thank you X3 ))

( Dante would be Bi, but... he kinda has a fear of women. D= Sad, huh? )

(( Sad, but understandable. Sooooo... MSN, anyone? ))

( Phht. xD )

( Mine's listed. You didn't have to ask. Check under my Avi. )

(( OK, Where's Jesseh? ))

Gabriel

Gabriel's breath quickened and became heavy as Dante pulled him closer. Perfect. Gabriel dragged his tounge over Dante's lips and down the right side of his neck stopping to nibble and bite along his collar bone, letting the blood trickle out. He sucked on the wounds, this mans blood was truely intoxicating.
"Mmm..."
A growl emmitted from deep in his throat as his eyes started to be tainted purple, fading into red. His ears picked up the sound of footsteps outside the room, headed in their direction. He pulled away and licked his lips.
"We have a visitor."

Dante's lips quivered as the vampire licked is neck. Now that was something else. It tickled; a nice tickle at that. He breathed deep, eyes fluttering in an attempt to stay open. "Ha-h!" He struggled a bit as the other's fangs punctured his neck. His eyes went wide for a moment, then settled the stare dully at the ceiling. That was too nice...

His eyes fluttered again until the vampire spoke up. "Visi-...?" He jolted and tried the push the vampire off of him. "Then get off of me already! It's embarrassing!"

Rin sat in his room tinkering with a pair of gauntlets. The purpose of the gloves was to be a amplified spell delivery system for a situation where his speech could not be used these could. He sat Indian style on the floor a screwdriver in his mouth electronic boards ether bottles and magicial tubes were spread around him. He hummed a tune to himself he was not sure where the song came from but it was familiar to him. He set to work creating the casing for his right arm

Gabriel

Gabriel smiled, so being caught made him fearful...
"So thats it..."
He pushed himself harder against Dante, pinning him harder to the wall.
"...you're afraid to be found with me."
He breathed up Dante's neck and whispered into his ear.
"Lets make you face your fears..."

Dante squirmed and tried to push the vampire of, glaring the creature down; or up, rather. He was at quite the disadvantage. "B-Bastard..." He huffed before looking away. What a position to be caught in. Of God, please say it wasn't Rain or Oni! Please God! He hadn't paid any attention to the 'great' figure this much before. Hell, he was atheist. But it praising a mass produced book by following yet another cult let him go free, he'd fucking do it!

Ti swallowed hard as he saw Dante with a male vampire he had never seen before. He knew Dante was gay, but this... this goes beyond gender. The male vampire was dominating him, it was breathtaking, enthralling, and terrifying. He wanted to be the Vampire, he wanted to be Dante, he wanted...

He mentally shook himself, bloodlust pulsing deep within him as the scene before him unfolded. He wanted to turn, he wanted to go back up the stairs. But he wanted to taste the blood, the flesh, the heat. His primal hunger snarled behind iron bars as his pupils became feline silts on beds of molten gold. It was all his restraint to stay still, to not even breathe as they fought over his presence, making the situation more and more enticing.

Gabriel

Gabriel slowly turned his head grinning as he could feel the presence of the other person. The medical curtain was drawn around Gabriel and Dante, he could feel the lust rolling off the visitor's body.
"Is there is that much lust within you, why dont you release it..."
Gabriel could see it happening now, poor Dante, cornered by a vampire and...a Dhampire?...Dhampires did make good lovers, Gabriel would know, he smiled to himself.

"Fucker!" Dante shoved at the vampire hard, trying to get him off. Why did they have to be so fricken powerful? "I don't do that kind of thing either! That's just... sick!" Well, it sounded fantastic, actually. The thought brought even more nasty events to his imagination, but he shouldn't. but... how could it work? It better as HELL not have been a female! He wasn't about to be forced against one of those things! No- he didn't want to be forced to be with two persons, period! Or, half of him thought that...

Ti couldn't hold back his impulses much more, he moved forward, Dante and the Vampire's forms still mostly hidden by the screen. He circled the little den with the movements of a predator, slow, silent, fluid. His senses were alive, driven by the lust and blood behind the curtain, teasing him, beckoning him. He drew a slow breath, the heat thick as the blood in Dante's vein. He crossed into the beam of light, his silhouette cast on the curtain, shadows playing on the pristine medical attire of the room. A low growl emitted from his throat, the deep, primal sound echoing.