Everyone burns. Until I am called back to the flames I will enjoy Lace, Leather and Lucifer. Claimed by many owned by none. #Demon {21+ RP MC} #Fake#SPN
@Vampire_Nicolas “How about this…I promise if you still want it when you are sober tomorrow…I will give you everything you crave. Until then, I’m going to be watching out for you.” A slight smile plays at my lips and I lean in, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “How does that sound?”
@Vampire_Nicolas I kneel down beside you on the grown below the couch, chuckling again as my finger tips trace and tease your jawline and down your neck. “Tell me what you want, Nicki…and i just might give it to you…”
@Vampire_Nicolas I couldn’t help but laugh lightly as you lay back and spread your legs, this drunkin side of you tickling me. I take a few steps closer, hovering close to your head as I reach down and gently cup your cheek. “Nicki…what the hell do you think you are doing?”
@Vampire_Nicolas My teeth don’t puncture, though they leave their mark, dragging down your wrist and down your forearm as I hold your wrist up, my eyes pinned to yours begire turning my chin to speak. “If I was going to drink from you…it wouldn’t be from your wrist.”
@Vampire_Nicolas “Let me get drunk on you then…” I pause, letting out another little chuckle of amusement before bringing your wrist back to my mouth, smirking as I slowly dig my teeth into your skin.
@Vampire_Nicolas “I prefer to be drunk at all times.” I chuckle, watching as your tongue runs up my wrist before taking yours, my tongue returning the favor. “You taste like…cinnamon whiskey”
@Vampire_Nicolas Looks at you with an amused smirk, holding my hand out to grab your chin, gently turning your head side to side to look you over. “you drunk? You’ve never called me bitch before…”
@Vampire_Nicolas I stare at you for a moment, eyes wide, searching for a hint if a joke or a chuckle from you but finding none. “Nicki…” I say softly, my hand tightening around your thigh. “You would…do that for me?”
@Vampire_Nicolas “I can’t see why ghosts wouldn’t be able to reach hell…if I got out, they can get in somewhere, right?” I frown slightly, narrowing my gaze at you. “Nicki…what are you planning? It’s complicated. I don’t even know if my sister ended up in hell or not.”
@Vampire_Nicolas Glass to my lips, taking a sip before speaking again. “I’ve learned the art of torture by the best teachers in the universe. I chose to drink and peg instead.”
@Vampire_Nicolas “To be honest…even I don’t know.” I say with a slight shrug, sighing out. “I wish I knew! But yes it is true about the torture. It’s centuries of every bone in your body breaking just to reveal again. It’s…slicing and ripping and prying.” I pour myself a double and hold the ~
@Vampire_Nicolas A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth and I can’t help but grin, shaking my head slightly. “Let it be known…I wasn’t the one to bring up pegging. It was the vampire… NOT the succubus demon bitch.” I chuckle, sinking back in the chair a bit with pride.
@Vampire_Nicolas “I would have pegged you for a Christmas sap actually…no blood cocktail with a sprig of mistletoe?” I let out a little chuckle of amusement as I sit, perching myself on the edge of the chair, leaning in to stroke at your sigh absentmindedly.
@Vampire_Nicolas “This time of year should be about sleep, rest and healing…and eating for the returning sun. Not wrapping gifts and fighting family members about politics.” I say with a chuckle, linking my arm with yours as you tug me along. “Though I’m glad you’ve decorated…I love the lights”
@Vampire_Nicolas “I do my best to ignore the constant flashy show of religion that has valued indoctrination and mass genocide over hundreds of years” I say with a slight shrug. “I guess the cookies are okay though…”