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Graham stared up into his eyes and shook his head lightly. He knew it had been a risk but he didn’t expect the other man to push him down so hard and zip himself back up. He looked up at him and shook his head lightly. “Well, I do forget some things sometimes.” He licked his lips as he stared at him. “I need you, so no. You can make me stop.”
I need you. Oh, how those words had little bearing on his want to have sex with Graham. Sure, it was something that happened, but it was always on Dimitri’s terms, and certainly not on Graham’s. “I need to speak with you of a few things. Can you control your hormones long enough for us to have a conversation, or shall I find that silver dildo hidden in my bedroom?” he spoke, tone calm and collected as his blue eyes scanned the brunet before him while a smile teased his lips.
“Excuse me, I know this is random,” Louis said politely as he tried to get the strangers attention, “but I’m a bit new to town, I just finished unpacking actually and I wanted to celebrate my– new beginnings– but, yeah, point is I just moved in… I don’t know my way around here yet. Think you could tell me where a good place to grab a drink is? Or show me?”
“Do you usually talk to men when they’re in a business meeting?” the vampire asked, staring at the other curiously. His partner, a witch, had gone to the bathroom when the other approached him in the small diner that they were in. “Or was there something drawing you to me?” he spoke, but with his breathing he took in the scent of the other - human, but that didn’t necessarily mean anything. He knew that this town was littered with hunters, having met one his first week in, so he knew to be cautious and to never let his cards be shown.
Kyle rolled his eyes before leaning in and placing a kiss to one of Dimitri’s dimples. “Have fun watching. If you feel the need to pull me off the dance floor then go for it,” he said with a wink as he set his drink down and made his way into the crowd. He made sure to stay right in front of Dimitri, finding a cute guy to dance with. He turned his back to the guy and started to move his hips, hands going into his hair, and his eyes closing. His body moved to the beat and the guy behind him hand his hands on Kyle’s hips.
Sapphire eyes could only watch as the other man walked away, all-too-aware of what the werewolf had in mind. He could tell that he was trying to make him jealous, why else would he stare in his direction and purposefully dance against a man? But what he didn’t know is that Dimitri didn’t get jealous, so with a chuckle, he turned to face the bartender as he ordered himself another beer, back to the wolf as he danced.
“Um what do you want to know about me? Let’s seee. I was born in Australia. I got here when I was 15. I don’t have a man waiting for me at home but I have two cats.” The blond beamed proudly at the vampire and shrugged. “I own a craft store. So that is fun. Aaaaand. Hm. My favorite color is yellow. I think.” Clayton patted his own legs trying to think of anything else he could tell Dimitri. “Anything specific you wanna know? I’m sure I could tell you lots of things that won’t matter.”
The vampire just nodded as the other spoke - in all actuality, he hadn’t really wanted to know more, but he knew it was better for the purposes of blending in if he did. After all, humans didn’t like to sit in silence, so why not make idle chit-chat. “Really? You have cats? I would’ve never pegged you as a cat person,” Dimitri stated with a chuckle, finding it humorous that a werewolf would have cats. But he supposed strangers things have happened. “And no, there isn’t anything specific I want to know... Except, well... How big is too big?” he asked, flashing the man a grin as the car continued to drive down the road.
@bloodylowenbrau
Things were getting more... tense, to say the least. Though the vampire had figured out one of the hunters in this area, he had yet to encounter more, and that was something that wasn’t settling right with him. He needed to figure them out, he needed to find out how many numbers they had and what they possibly knew before he attacked - so that was what had him deciding to head out to the bar that evening, intent on finding a man he deemed suspicious and luring him somewhere to get him naked to look for the tell-tale mark.
At least, that was the plan... Until his enhanced hearing caught the sound of some muffled shouting coming from the alleyway next to the bar. And just as he was about to go on his merry way, he heard a voice shushing the person and he had to stop himself from sighing as he recognized who it was.
Altering his path, he walked passed the doors of the bar and into the alleyway, his perfect eyesight finding the figure of one of his coven members - one of the younger ones - openly feasting on some poor frat boy. “You know, I had heard you came to town,” Dimitri spoke, voice calm and cool, but if anything, that was far from what he was feeling. No, he was annoyed at the other - how dare he make a spectacle of himself? This... This was why he disliked baby vampires, why he loathed them. They were always so sloppy... But fortunately for Thomas... the Greek vampire saw promise in the young one. “Or rather... I assumed as much when a body was found drained of blood the other day.”
Leaning his head back, the vampire pointed at the frat boy that the other held onto. “Leave him be. Compel him, make him forget what happened, and leave him. We cannot afford another misstep, Thomas. Not with hunters around.”
Wow, that was the simplest answer he has given this whole night. He couldn’t wrap his mind around him being that powerful of a vampire, to kill his maker. He always envisioned makers to be very powerful and wise vampires, his own makers weren’t in that category. ‘’ No I think I am good.’’
It was obvious in the way that the other reacted that he was surprised by such a nonchalant answer, but the truth was, Dimitri wasn’t going to divulge his history to a vampire he just met. Hell, not even his childe knew what happened to him or how he came to be what he was. “Then you may leave,” Dimitri stated simply, leaning back against his seat as he eyed the other vampire. “You have no other business here.”
“You may think what you want, I’ll leave that for you to decide.” He winked, arms extending along the edge of the booth behind him. “This is different, but you do as you wish.” He wasn’t going to tell him, it’s not something he could simply tell but let him find out on his own that these hunters are far more dangerous than others. Their leader seemed to be strong, and with a good enough leader you get good soldiers. “In this town, you never know anymore.” Not that he didn’t think the hunters were fun to play with, seduce and use, let them remember everything and feel disgusted after they were sent away.
“If you do somehow, in some unknown way get your self killed. I require at least one more amazing feast before you do actually die.” He smiled, though figured it was in fact a long shot these possibilities were always around.
"Oh, ye of little faith... I thought you knew me better than that,” the vampire said simply, coolly, not even bothering to show the emotion that was bubbling underneath. Was he a bit frustrated with the other for insinuating that he couldn’t handle his own? Of course. But he wasn’t about to let that be shown. He’d get the last laugh when the hunters in the area were abolished and lessons were learned about not stepping into territory of those that they do not understand. Most viewed them as simply monsters, but Dimitri was far smarter than they’d give him credit for.
“I do not plan to do anything to draw attention to myself. All I am doing thus far is calculating the numbers that they possess. How I happen to do that... well, that’s something that will remain a secret,” the vampire stated with a small smirk, only for that smirk to grow more pronounced at his old friend’s words. “Mm, to end with a bang, so to speak? I could be persuaded into giving into such an occasion... but only if you’re willing to be the appetizer,” Dimitri said as he took the glass on the table and brought it to his lips, coy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth and turnign it upwards.
He could feel the expanse of the males length, and was somewhat impressed but also a little scared he felt pretty big. He wasn’t sure how well that would work when he’s only had about average guys. “Here, oh god here!” His voice low, more like a whine as the male rubbed against him causing his length to ache. His hips rolling back, pressing his body right up against the bigger males as he captured those lips once again. “Need you so bad..” He whispered, words reacting to his own thoughts, his needs. Hands falling to the males chest, finger tips dragged against the skin until they reached his pants. One hand shoving between them as he felt his way up along the large mans girth.
A soft smile teased his lips as he felt the man’s hand slide underneath the elastic waistband of his jogging pants, undoubtedly feeling the girth he possessed. Though he wasn’t completely hard, he was already too thick for the man’s hand to capture it fully, and the bulge his erection caused could be seen as obscene. Many times it had had his ‘prey’ taking a step back, nearly haunted by the gargantuan length that the Greek vampire possessed, so he briefly wondered how this young man would take it. But hearing the want, the need in his words... He knew it wasn’t something he needed to worry about. Fingers curled around the waistband of the man’s shorts as he nipped his bottom lip, playfully, before he bent down in front of the other. “Let me pleasure you.” And once the shorts were down enough to expose the presumed hunter’s cock, the erection springing free once it was no longer confounded by the shorts, his crystal blue gaze fell upon the tell-tale tattoo on his hip. But he didn’t let any emotion show, he didn’t let the other catch on that he knew, and instead he leaned in and captured the male’s length into his throat with one easy movement - there was a perk to being a vampire that didnt’t need to breathe, after all.
The angel pursed his lips as the vampire praised his face. “You, my friend, are far too flirtatious for your own good,” he voiced with a shake of his head, though a smile etched itself unwillingly across his features. The more they talked, the more he knew that Dimitri was indeed going to be trouble, and the most dangerous part about it was that the vampire knew it. Hells, he knew it. “The car will be fine,” he admitted with a chuckle, not that he had any doubts the vampire could carry him to his home, even Nick had his limits, and allowing a strange vampire to carry him down the streets of Salem was definitely one of them. “Let’s go.” Downing the rest of his drink, he stood up, throwing down the cash needed to pay his tab and tip his bartender. “You’ll have to drive. I don’t have a car.”
Was he too flirtatious for his own good? Possibly, but in his experience, it only had led to good things. He was a vampire that only allowed himself to give into temptations when there was a benefit to it, and right now... he needed to see if this man was a hunter. He had his doubts, of course, but he wanted to confirm that he was a supernatural creature and not a hunter, so getting him to strip was the best thing in his mind. Pushing away from the bar, he rose to his feet - standing at his incredible height of six foot five - before he headed out of the bar. In the parking lot sat his Chrysler 300, and after unlocking the door, he opened the passenger side and gestured inward. “After you.”
Having the need to show how strong of a witch he was, Erik found no need to discuss matters privately. Both made it clear they were supernaturals and could easily work together to take down any nearby threat. Erik shrugged his shoulders at the question. “I don’t doubt you even for a second,” he replied, already displaying fascination of him being a four thousand year old vampire. Sure, he was disappointed the offer didn’t appeal too well for Dimitri, but plenty more were to come. “But some magical insurance shouldn’t hurt, correct? Hunters these days come up with new ways to dispose of our kind. One can never be too safe,” Erik countered. Arriving at the small storage room, he leaned against one of the walls and smirked. “The power I wish to possess could prove to be uncontrollable. Your blood will simply prevent me from exploding, so to speak.”
Having waited to speak about their matters until they were in the storage room, for while Dimitri had no qualms with hurting anyone that might overhear - he knew it was better to be safe than sorry, especially when he was trying to avoid arising suspicion. Even still... the other’s offer was interesting, and certainly useful, but he did want to know how else the other could benefit him. “So an achor, if you will?” the blond spoke up, trying to understand the other’s reasoning for needing his blood. It wasn’t to make him more powerful, no... It was to give him something to hold onto to keep himself from slipping away. “Interesting... And is this blood you will use in the spell, or are you to drink?”
“You’d really be offering your condolences if I told you before this I was part of a family of hunters,” Kyle said looking down at the bar for a moment, thinking about his family. He shook it off and looked up at Dimitri. “But anyway, you really should dance with me regardless,” he said with a grin. “So that I don’t attract some creeps trying to get up on me while I dance. You’d be my handsome, giant, bodyguard.”
Mm, so the other had grown up in a family of hunters? That was interesting. But the vampire knew better than to divulge such information, especially to those he just met. “As I stated before, I don’t dance,” the blond said with a chuckle as he reached for his beverage, easily sliding into one of the bar stools. “You go on ahead, though. I don’t mind simply watching,” he said with a grin before he took a drink from his glass, dimples etching themselves into the corners of his cheeks.
Clay smiled but hesitated for a moment, was it wise to go with a stranger? Could be a hunter. But the thought was forgotten as the door was opened for him. He brushed it off. Dimitri had been nothing but nice to him since they had met. Besides he wasn’t helpless if the time came. But he doubted it. Getting in he looked around the car and whistled. “You got a nice car.” he said with a smile to the driver.
The vampire had to stop himself from chuckling at the other’s words, lifting his shoulders up in a brief shrug. He truthfully didn’t think the car was that nice but... A compliment was a compliment. “Thanks. She gets the job done,” he stated as he turned the vehicle on and moved to pull out of his parking space. Once the car was on the street, he let his crystal blue eyes flicker to the man sitting next to him. “So, Clayton... Tell me a bit about yourself... A handsome guy like you, I’m sure you’ve got someone waiting for you at home.”
“Well, I usually only use sex when I get horny or need something from someone.” Graham knew it was a risk and he thought he was right but it seemed like he was off track. He stared at the hand. “I have to earn it, thought you want me to try and be in control.” He looked at him with a wide grin on his handsome face. “How about you let me start by you reminding me who you are.”
The vampire decided not to argue that you weren’t using sex when you were horny and instead just waited until the other spoke up, explaining what he had just done. “Mm, I know your memory isn’t that bad, Graham. You may be old, but you’re not senile,” he chided before he used his strength to push the other off of him until he was on the floor, and after wiping his shirt, he moved to zip himself back up. “Now, are you going to try again or have you had enough of this game?”
As he finished zipping up his jacket, while making sure he didn’t appear too bulky, George began to let himself grow confident… that is, until, he heard the soft but stern voice of a man talking to him; and as much as he wanted to play it off like the man wasn’t addressing him he knew it was obvious. Still, that didn’t stop him from looking up at the man like he was crazy. “Do what? I’m just waiting around for my Uncle to finish checking out so we can go home….” he lied with a subtle tremble in his tone. He was beyond nervous, but he wasn’t some sad little kid that was going to break down because some massive– gorgeous– stranger thought they’d caught him. “In fact, I should probably go check on him… excuse me,” he added on with a mumble as he swallowed his breath and tried to get past the man and his imposing stature.
So that was how this one was going to play it? He was going to act as if he hadn’t pocketed a few items from the shop? With a sigh, the blond side-stepped into the other man’s way, blocking the path down the aisle they were in. “I’ve been around a lot longer than you, kid... You can’t fool me so easily. Now... you can either put those things away and walk out of here without any repercussions, or I’ll humiliate you by taking you to the front of the store and informing the owners that they’ve got a thief on their hands. Which will it be, young man?” He wondered if the other was going to try running, but the elder knew that that would only end badly for the human.