Gabriel

Gabriel grinned and licked the wounds, healing them. He slowly licked down dante's neck and slid Dantes shirt off. He let his tounge travel down Dante's chest.
"Mmm..i wonder where i should go..."
He continued to grind against dante slowly as his tounge traveled down.

The dull pain was gone as soon as the bites were liked. He sighed and relaxed a bit, closing his eyes. Then, Gabriel started heading south. He shivered and pressed his arms and legs against the bed softly. Further and further... wait... "G-Gabe, don't-! Don't bite there!" He struggled suddenly, feeling weaker than ever. A little bite on the neck was one thing, but... but... down THERE?! Any man would cry from just a small kick, a bite would be Hell and send him straight to the hospital!

Gabriel

Gabriel grinned and looked up.
"Who said I was going to bite?"
He slowly bit the front of Dante's right hip, Pulling his pants down lightly so he could reach the skin and slowly sucked. The blood made his throat hunger for more. Though he pulled away, licking the wound to heal it, and started heading down again.
"I have something else in mind."

Dante took in a sharp breath as he leg was bit and sucked at. What kind of place was that? Really? He let the air out with a sigh as Gabriel backed off and liked the wound. Though the adrenaline rushed through him, it was only half the pleasure. The other half had been lost as he was healed. "I-Idiot. That's disgusting..." He muttered halfheartedly and pushed his heals against the bed. Sure, vampires were good at sucking blood, but... but... well, it'd be a very first...

Gabriel

Gabriel undid Dante's pants and smiled up at him, his eyes glowling a slight red.
"You'll like it...trust me.."
Helicked his lips as he slowly pulled Dante's pants farther down along with his undergarments. As Gabriel leaned down the scene started to fade to black.

( BLACKNESS! >O )

Dante's face went red as he turned away from the scene. He didn't want to watch something like that. "W-Why should I...?" He huffed, his legs practically being held together thanks to his pant's new position. His eyes dull as everything was becoming darker around the two of them. the only thing he could comprehend was that heat.

[[oh baby hot hot hot DAA NAAAHH XD ]] <3

((I'm bored.... and in an Amoni mood. Who wants to play with the ninja gentlelady? XD))

((I got a few mins))

(( Oni can get on XP ))

((Lol how about both? <3 I dun care XD ))

Oni wasn't able to sleep once he had gotten up. It seemed that Lukas really would sleep all day. He just had too much energy to lay in bed all day. He figured by the time he came back he would still be sleeping. He got up quietly and got dressed. Once he was dressed he made his way down stairs in search of food. He whistled as he walked to the kitchen.

Amoni had come inside, her hair for once undone and simply falling loose around her. She never wore it down…save today. She’d been thinking of her mother Narissa, her mother always wore her hair down and its coloring made it look like it‘s own sea… though Narissa was the most tragic race of all the siren types….given great beauty and great power, but little control and no freedom from the sea. She’d died when Amoni was young so she only remembered her faintly, but what little she did filled her with such a bittersweet feeling.

Aside from wearing her hair down, however, she showed none of this, her veil wrapped around her face as always. She began to lean more towards the sweet as she got a glass of water, remembering her mother singing to the water and making it form a small child like form that then danced with Amoni. She half laughed to herself, unable to help herself even as she heard Oni whistle.

She glanced over, her hand before her mouth in a fist as she forced her laugh to become a cough. “Good evening…” She greeted softly, raising her hand in a quick greeting. She sat down her glass then, pressing the veil back into her collar

Oni blinked at the strange lady. "Um hello. Are you hungry? I was gonna get some food and I could get some for you too," he said to her wanting to be friendly. He had heard a faint laugh and wondered if it had been her.

That….would be nice. Thank you Oni” She said softly, nodding to him in a half bow as she walked to her seat. Amoni was surprised at the offer, tending to be ignored, but then again she had already gathered he was a very friendly boy. It made her feel a little more welcome so she saw no reason to not enjoy it. She was not use to having someone get food, so turned to focus on something. Remembering her hair was still done she began to confine the soft blue waves into her usual bound braid…

Oni couldn't help it and let out a small giggle at her bow, it was just so funny to him. He asked her, "What do you like to eat? I like a lot of sugar and meat but I know not everybody likes those things. Um. . um . .also I was wondering. . . are you a ninja? Rain said ninja's hide their face because they want to hide who they are. Are you hiding?"

The giggle didn’t bother Amoni too much, a byproduct of being raised to act as someone her age should not while living among those her own age so she knew how odd she was. She had never known things to be any other way so did not really think they could be. This was the true reason for her restless soul…she had denied herself the right to dream and now didn’t really see the point…

She only reacted as he had finished speaking, deciding to address food first. “I tend to like lots of salt but anything will do really. I can always add salt if I must.” For a moment she paused, gazing at the table. In a way…she was hiding for she hated her mood shifting lips but mainly it was just she had worn this for as long as she’d been around her ‘papa’. Finally she spoke slowly, “I…was raised to feel that a veil was as necessary and natural as a shirt, It does make it easy to hide…but no that is not why I wear the veil. I have no one to hide from….“

"Okay I'll make meat then and you can pour lots of salt on yours," he said and began to get the pan out and things ready. He listened to her while he turned the stove on and put the meat in the pan. "I was kinda hoping you were a ninja and could teach me how to fight and stuff. I'm pretty weak and stupid so I want to become strong and smart," he said figuring she wore the veil cause she liked it. Then another thing popped into his mind, "Doesn't it get in the way when you eat or get kisses?"

Amoni nodded, unable to keep from smiling at the remark. When it came to food that was generally how it went… She ate whatever everyone else was eating, just with a pound of salt. She frequently got ill when she tired to avoid it, as her ’papa’ had found when she was young, so she saw no point in fighting it. She only looked up as he spoke of teaching, raising an eyebrow. She could try of course but she doubted her ability to teach. Though an effective warrior she was not good at explaining things…or slowing down…or anything a teacher would need.

She was about to explain this when he spoke of eating and kisses, causing her eyes to go wide and her jaw drop. Her? Get Kisses? ….well that was an amusing thought… “I …well…” She stammered a moment, for once not quite sure what to say. She had a strict policy about lying so finally decided not to speak of kisses at all, saying only “I have become adapt at keeping the veil out of my food… Thank you for your concern. I could try to teach you what I do know but I am not sure I can… I have never been much good at trying to teach anything before…”

((sorry comp actin up had to restart ))

"Oh okay. Hmm well I am kinda stupid so it might make it harder," he said but was happy she was willing to try. He finished the meat and turned the stove off. He grabbed two plates and stuck the meat on them. He gave one to her and started to eat his own. After a few bites he said, "I'll try really hard to learn though I promise."

Amoni had half hoped that she had discouraged him enough but found his innocent nature revealed that her subtle polite speech could never discourage him. She suppressed the sigh but said nothing, merely pulling the veil out and half tucking it into itself so she could take a few bites of meat. Her lips were a soft brown at the moment but then changed to their usual cool silver…she’d hoped the veil would not have been lifted at the right moment for him to see the change.

Oni was to absorbed in his meat to notice. Like always it did not take him long to devour the small fare. Once he finished he put his dish in the dish washer. He turned to her and said, "You're kind of quiet. Am I bothering you? I know I bother some of the others when I do or say things without thinking but I don't mean to. If you don't like something let me know so I don't mess up and make you uncomfortable."

“I am always quiet” Amoni said honestly, sighing softly as she slowly ate. She always cut her meat into the smallest bites, her eyes downward. Finally she spoke a little further, her discomfort of talking about herself causing a slight tremor in her hand as she held her fork. “I…do not have much experience with conversation… Most people find me odd or boring to talk to… You are not bothering me, It’s nice to have someone notice I’m not a piece of furniture.” She admitted the last quietly, unable to keep a small chuckle escaping her lips though she quickly stifled it behind one fisted hand before dropping her arm again.

Oni let out a giggle at the furniture part put wondered why she stopped herself from laughing. He tilled his head and said, "I like talking and I always have lots of questions. I think that bugs people but I don't know a lot. You're kind of nice to talk to because you don't give off annoyed feelings and stuff. I-I-I just can't help it if I don't know much." He looked at her with sad eyes and said, "I really am trying to learn as much as I can." He felt a little down but didn't want to stay that way when he had someone new to talk to. "Oh yeah um would you like to go for a walk?" he asked her. He had wanted to go for some time but was still a little frightened that men from the facility would come. He should be okay if a ninja was with him.

It was hard to be annoyed when you were simply glad to be noticed, Amoni observed inwardly. She said nothing of it, however, merely nodding once in a polite gesture to show she was paying attention. As he spoke of not knowing much the corner of her lip twitched slightly, as if trying but failing to smile. She did not feel anything negative for his lack of knowledge, just admiration for doing something about it. The biggest problem, and the cause of many disasters, was that people would rather stay not knowing rather then face the embarrassment of asking.

“Wanting knowledge is nothing to be ashamed of…more proud of.” She observed lightly, tilting her head to the side and twitching one cat like ear. “Of course….a walk sounds very pleasant…thank you” was her mild reply, her steak finally finished. Putting away the plate she pulled her veil back into place, tucking it into the color of her shirt so it was tight around her jaw.