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@augustvolkovx
got pride? || ira&&open
pretty-succuboy:
“I might be hungry, but I have standards,” Ira said with a frown, pouting as August left him. “And you should too! Why not get someone young and hot to feed off of, and then do the old folks as last resort?”
“Because I can’t kill the hot young ones without their being a fuzz. Every blood tastes just about the same. You can even request them to stick them to a specific diet.” he shrugged, “night, lil demon.”
got pride? || ira&&open
pretty-succuboy:
“No,” Ira said, frowning. Why on earth was this guy trying to talk to him about an old folks home when he was in the middle of a buffet of horny gay dudes? “Mm, I was thinking more that both of you would fuck me,” he said with an overdramatic eyebrow wiggle. “Noooo,” he whined, as August led him out of the club, looking over his shoulder at the bouncer with the biggest pout on his lips. “I don’t wanna fuck a retiree, I wanna go back into the club and go down on some fucking leather daddy–”
August sighed, “if you were really as hungry as you’d say, you wouldn’t care about what anybody looked like. But go ahead,” he let go of Ira and stepped back, “enjoy yourself. I’ll see you around.”
amara-salazar:
The siren rolled her eyes and looked over at him, “You’re a jerk.” She said with a joking tone, “But yeah, I like art shit, usually I go for more abstract stuff with vauge meaning.” She explained, “Usually even if the artist has a meaning themselves, everyone else can have their own inturpetation..”
She sighed and finished off the last of her drink and left it there, “So, gym and late nights, and shit.” She joked, smiling some. She looked over at the crowd of people dancing and leaned back on the bar, looking at him and peeking out from behind her glasses, “what about… Favorite food.”
“Hey, I’m probably one of the nicest around here. You do realize we live among demons and other terrifying beings.” he drank again, elbows on the bar as he leaned back, “wow so this is a full interview then? Okay...” he stopped to think, “humans are a classic, they have such variety in taste, but I do like to indulge in the occasional fae since they’re so sweet.”
got pride? || ira&&open
pretty-succuboy:
“That’s only if you feed, like, for real,” Ira tried to explain. “Like if you properly drain someone. I haven’t had, like, a real meal almost ever. I’ve just been snacking off of different people here and there.” Ira tilted his head curiously, quite unsure of what the other was talking about. Plus, it wasn’t like Ira was going to be able to feed at an old folks home.
Ira bit his bottom lip, shrugging. “Well…can’t say you used that vampiric strength to its full potential last time. I think we should grab some poor unsuspecting human, drag him off for a threesome, I feed off of him, and then you–” here, Ira made an exaggerated teeth-chomping movement– “feed too.”
“You haven’t been to palm paradise have you?” it was almost shocking that a supernatural being was able to get by without the magical service of the old folk’s home, “as much as I would love to fuck both of you, I think you need to come with me and take advantage of the discounted price at the retirement home before you miss out.” He wrapped one arm around Ira’s shoulder as he led him out, “they have witches and all kinds of people on staff that can make them look however you want to. I promise, you’ll feel all the better for it.”
celestialjojo:
“Usual charming self? You’re kind of the furthest thing. Honestly if you weren’t good looking you wouldn’t be sitting here.” She remarked before rolling her eyes casually. “Yes, we’re here now.” She got out of the car and motioned for the other to walk into the nearby building where a lovely woman was waiting with a very fancy looking suit.
“well I do appreciate you admitting you’re attracted to me. It’s something I already knew, but it’s nice that you have come to terms with it.” he teased as he waited for her to climb out of the car before following, “wow, look at that. I’ll look like a boy band member.”
Poly Pride | Open | @ Bedazzled
myfhaig:
It was as she got her drink that she spotted someone familiar. August, the vampire. She thanked and paid the bar tender before moving down the bar, a very happy smile on her lips.
“August! Hi! How’re you?” She asked, moving to give him a quick one armed hug… if he would let her. “Fancy seeing you here,” she said with a bit of a giggle.
@augustvolkovx
“Ah, Myf how are you.” he passed the tip to the bartender before returning the hug. He knew her in passing, as much as he knew most supernaturals around here, but Myf was one of the few who didn’t seem to have any sort of chip on her shoulder. He almost thought she was too good to be around their like, “colorful outfit you got there. Celebrating on your own?”
celestialjojo:
JoJo picked up on that raised brow and chuckled. “Just curious? And I don’t try things out. I’m all or nothing actually. So if you do well tonight I just might be inspired to go all out.”
“Sounds incredibly promising. I will be sure to just keep being my usual charming self since it seems to be working for you so well...so are we almost there?”
amara-salazar:
Amara shrugged some, “Kinda.. it just depends, usually I prefer stuff that reminds me of home but it’s difficult to find stuff nowadays..” she said simply, leaning up and sighing some, “what about..” she hummed and just stared at the man, feeling something off about him, “What kinda stuff do you do in your free time?” She finally asked, taking a sip of her drink, “I usually like swimming and shit like that..”
“Well is stuff that reminds you of home not art? Or do you just have a very niche taste?” he asked slightly confused by her take on what art meant, but nowadays not many people actually understood art or even care to. “Swimming and shit like that.” he repeated with a laugh, “right, yeah...I don’t know, I enjoy reading, going to the gym, going out at night. Shit like that.”
amara-salazar:
The siren glanced over to him and sighed, giving a small laugh as she moved her glass and tapped it against his own before taking a drink, “I mean, if you look at me before I go here, it’s a huge improvement..” she said, giving the man a soft smile.
“but what about you then, what do you do?” She asked, leaning on the bar and watching him. She’d at least found someone to spend pride with that was somewhat bearable..
“Oh I’m an art dealer.” He stated simply as he looked up at her once more. “Just move pieces around here and there, as plain as it sounds.” Though of course it had somehow managed to be exciting enough for August to make it his career for over a thousand years. “are you a fan of art?”
got pride? || ira&&open
pretty-succuboy:
“Oh,” Ira said, annoyed, as he realized that the man had been the vampire from the elevator. In retrospect, he should’ve known that he wouldn’t be able to feed off of him, none of his demonic magic seemed to work on him, which, hello? Dead giveaway.
“I mean, I was going to go grab a snack,” he said, a little annoyed now that they guy he had been eyeing up had slipped back into the crowd. He paused, narrowing his eyes and looking at August. “You wouldn’t want to come with me, would you? Could be hot.”
“I thought succubi could go for weeks without needing to feed. You are unusually hungry for one of your type.” he moved to be able to face the boy, looking him straight on, “how about you and I do another kind of feeding? We ended things a little rough last time but I was able to feed at a good price at the old folk’s home.”
He reached out and held the side of Ira’s face, “Don’t tell me you don’t like being with a vampire who can fuck you as hard and fast as you want it?”
celestialjojo:
JoJo shrugged. “You should never lie. As for my top 5 I’m great in bed, I’ve been told quite inspiring, I can play a bunch of instruments, flying, healing, and moving the wind. Any of that particularly interesting to you?”
He raised a brow, suddenly his interest peaked, “I’m curious about that first one, we should try it out later tonight, I think it’s fair that I get to see at least one of your talents after going through all this trouble.”
amara-salazar:
Amara rolled her eyes and sipped at her drink, “Mm.. no no I don’t want to date anyone.” She said simply, “It’s a stresser.” She explained, leaning on the bar and looking at him.
She rolled her eyes and sighed, “No, when I got here, my goal wasn’t to be a stripper at thirty.” She said simply, looking away from him and taking a large swig of her drink, “But I found the job and it paid well enough for me to live on it so that’s all that matters.”
The siren was frustrated with the man now, wanting to throw her shoe at him but holding herself back.
“Fair enough, dating is probably one of the biggest waste of times there is. Never satisfying enough and always very demanding.” Elbows on the bar, he swirled his drink and looked as it made waves, “well there’s no shame in being a stripper, it’s one of the oldest and more honorable professions, people in suits do far grosser things.” he shrugged, “cheers to you then, the little redheaded stripper that could.”
amara-salazar:
Amara reached over and flicked the mans nose, “I’ll have you know I’m happily single.” She snapped, glaring at him for a moment before she ordered herself a drink, taking a seat at the bar.
“I actually work at Styx so, a little bit late for that.” She said, glancing over to him, “That’s usually where I’m graceful and don’t body slam cute girls.” She explained, paying for her drink, “If I’m in one place with some sort of balance, yeah I’m fine but, without that I’m a fish out of water when it comes to dancing.”
August recoiled at the touch, “did you just flick my nose? Are you a child?” It was almost as though despite the fact he did his best to find the girl tolerable, she was doing her best to undo all of that. “I can’t say I’m surprised that you are, I can’t imagine dating someone who flicks noses.”
Thanking his drink, he paid the bartender and took a sip, “interesting, so you are a dancer after all. Was that your plan? Be a stripper at thirty?”
amara-salazar:
“I’ll have you know, karaoke is probably the most fun thing I can do.” She snapped, “But I also can’t sing at all so.” She said, yknow, like a liar. She wasn’t supposed to go to karaoke bars sure, but it hadn’t stopped her before, then again she usually didn’t go sober.
She huffed at his comment about the girl and rolled her eyes, “Amara, and I’ll have you know, I’m only 30 so fuck off.”
“wow 30 is pretty old to be out clubbing on your own. Says a lot about the status of your life right now, early midlife crisis and all.” he laughed, nodding her over to the bar so they could get a brand knew set of drinks considering Amara’s had now been placed all over the dance floor and well August wasn’t drinking anything yet.
“Are you any good of a dancer? Heard the club is enlisting go-go dancers, you can get your fix for the music while standing away from everyone so you can stop tackling them.”
got pride? || ira&&open
pretty-succuboy:
Ira loved pride. Pride was just an excuse for all the gay guys in the city to go out, get fucking smashed, watch drag shows, and party. Obviously, that wasn’t actually what pride was, but to Ira, anyway, it was nothing more than an enormous buffet. Any club in the month of June was an excellent feeding ground for him, and during pride week, or the anniversary of gay marriage being legalized? Oh, it was just a cock-fest.
But, right now, Ira was leaving the bathroom of a club, licking the remnants of some now-unconscious drunk gay dude’s cum off his lips, and already scanning the dance floor for his next mark. However, his hunt was cut short with someone full bodily falling into him– whether it was a drunken stumble or a push, Ira didn’t know, but the guy who he had locked eyes with across the floor had disappeared into the mass of bodies. “Hey–” Ira said, turning to see who bumped into him. “Dude, be careful!”
Pride was a buffet for other reasons to August. It meant that there was a free for all to taste and get fed for a solid week. Sometimes even build reserves for the next month or so, and August always took advantage of people checking their moral compass at the door so that he could thrive.
As he stood in the middle of the crowd, he caught a familiar scent, looking up he followed it until he spotted the source--the prickly red head from the elevator. Great at the sack, but unfortunately useless at feeding which was probably a shared sentiment considering August was completely unable to feed the succubus.
“Looking for someone?” he said appearing besides the demon mere seconds later, “don’t tell me a handsome face distracted you?”
amara-salazar:
Amara glared and rolled her eyes, crossing her arms at the man, “Dancing in this setting is just something I can’t do.” She said firmly, lifting one leg a bit and pointing at her heels, “Especially in these.”
“If you took me to karaoke or anything else, I’d be fine!” She huffed and looked back towards the bar but couldn’t see the woman through the crowd and sighed. She was kinda cute.. she looked back at the man before her and huffed.
“Whats your name anyways?”
He raised a brow, “well you shouldn’t wear heels if you don’t know how to handle them.” He was teasing, but he wouldn’t mind if he pushed the girl’s buttons, it’d be something to do other than watch everyone else get tirelessly drunk. “Are you proposing I take you to Karaoke? Because in all my years of life, that’s still not fun but you also could be a senior citizen, it’s hard to tell in this place.”
He looked back at the crowd, “yeah she was, thanks a lot for ruining that for me.” he added before turning back to the red head, “August, you?”
amara-salazar:
Amara stopped at that comment and stared at the guy, glaring daggers through her sunglasses, “I’m the hottest linebacker your ass will see in your lifetime.” She snapped, looking over at the girl and sighing, taking out a small wad of money and handing it to the girl, “I’m very sorry, miss, please, buy yourself another drink.” She said with a soft smile, blatantly ignoring the man who called her a linebacker for now..
Once the girl walked away, Amara looked over to the man and rolled her eyes, “Now, I’ll have you know, most of the time, I am an epitome of grace. But today is not that day.”
August scoffed, “I have seen plenty of line backers, darling. Including the lingerie bowl, and I would have to disagree despite of your cuteness.” He thought it was comical to see the girl take out that much cash for a drink and then dismissing the other as though this was a scene out of a mob movie. He was upset to lose his snack, but he wouldn’t risk being sticky and gross when there plenty of necks to go around.
“I have some trouble believing that. You seemed to be pretty used to that sort of situation. Besides you embraced your new linebacker title so you probably have plenty of tackling in your past.”
