Night Fever
Free at last, and no where to go, Nic couldn't have been more disgruntled.
Over hearing about the House of Pain from some people in the towers, Nic had honed in on the conversation long enough to get the directions and a short description of the place. He had tried to be very nonchalant, standing in the lobby, checking out a magazine, but the whole time he hadn't read a word. He didn't know the man and woman, but when they started talking about going dancing his interest had been piqued. Once the couple had left, Nic jogged back to his suite, fed, showered, changed, and then caught a cab.
Fortunately the cabbie knew about the House, and got Nic there in no time. It never occurred to him to worry about finding unattached women to dance with. It had always been his experience that men were usually in short supply at most places like this. And even if they weren't, he was lucky to rarely go without attracting a dance partner or two.
Once the taxi dropped him off, he quickly located the entrance, strange as it was, and made his way down into the sewer. Slipping the guy at the door a considerably large bill, he was then passed through, and stood inside scoping the place out. Grinning, and feeling the music, Nic sauntered over to the bar and ordered a beer. Dropping a hundred on the bar, he told the bartender if he could keep Nic's beer cold, he'd get another one for himself at the end of the evening. The bartender nodded, and that was the extent of his acknowledgment. Nic would have to trust that would suffice.
He looked at home as he stood there, the jeans he'd found were so worn that they felt like velvet, and clung to his legs like paint. He opted to exchange his normal loafers for boots, and the shirt he wore was deep green silk and he wore it with the sleeves rolled up, tucked in, and top couple buttons left undone.
Sipping his beer, tapping his foot, he looked out at the sea of bouncing bodies and smiled.
It was time to get out and strud her stuff, giving the driver the directions to one of Nachton's hippest locations she crossed her long slender legs at the knee, running a long fingernail over the black leather of her knee hight stiletto heeled boots she sat back until they would arrive.
The moment the cab stopped she winked at the driver, giving him the money for the ride she got out, she had heared out the strange location of the club and quietly made her way down to the sewer her heels leaving a soft clicking sound as she went, smiling sweetly at the bouncer she blew him a kiss as he let her in, swaying her hips as she made her way inside, her short black skirt and matching blood red halter top accenting her body like a second skin, the top showed enough cleavage to draw attention but not show too much.
Making her way over to the bar she ordered herself a dry white wine, giving the bartender a sly smile she took her drink while paying him at the same time, looking to her side she noticed a handsome blonde man, an even bigger smile forming on her lips as she made her way over, leaning into him she tucked a strand of her nearly black hair behind her ear, her sensual perfume floating around her and reaching him for sure.
"Hi there"
Pulling back she sipped her wine, never taking her eyes of him while waiting for his reaction.
Still looking out at the throng of dancers, Nic covertly watched the woman from the corner of his eyes. He was both surprised, and not, when she spoke to him, but the turned and gave her his full attention.
"Hi yourself."
Giving her his full, radiant smile, he closed the distance between them a little, wanting to make sure he was within hearing distance. The music that surrounded them was loud, and pulsating. Returning her gaze, he took a long pull of his beer, and thought that the evening might have just took a turn for the better.
"Nic Lache" He said, and he held his hand out to hers. She was some looker, and his eyes drank her in.
Taking hold of his hand as he introduced himself she looked back up at his eyes, his skin felt cool against hers, having just fed made her temperature close to that of a human as the warm blood still circulated through her system.
"It's my pleasure Nic"
Letting go of his hand she took another sip of her wine, looking around the club she let the pulsing beat move through her body, making her want to dance herself, putting her wine on the bartop she turned back to him.
"Tell me Nic... do you dance?"
Not waiting for his answer she took his hand in hers pulling him with her to the dancefloor as she began to move her lean body insync with the music, lifting her arms above her body she moved in an almost feline manner, her long hair moving with every beat.
Before he could tell her just how much he loved dancing, she was leading him onto the dance floor, and moving almost like liquid to the sounds filling the room. Nic did much better with the older styles of dancing...having the woman in his arms always made him feel more in step, but watching this woman...
Leaning towards the side of her face, he inhaled her scent.
"You never told me your name..."
Placing his hands lightly on her hips, Nic made sure she didn't move too far away.
Leaning towards the side of her face, he inhaled her scent.
"You never told me your name..."
Placing his hands lightly on her hips, Nic made sure she didn't move too far away.
Laughing softly Alex moved in his arms so that her back was pressed up against his front, turning her head she whispered in his ear.
"No I didn't"
Turning again she faced him, leaning in she brushed her lips along is yawline before pulling back, running her fingers across the green silk of his shirt she moved out of his arms dancing away like what she just did was every day business for her, as one of her favourite songs came on she closed her eyes and let the music move her, she knew he was watching her and she also knew she had his attention.
She had been around long enough to be addapted to the world as it was now and she loved the music style that was hip at this moment, the uptempo beats and sultry lyrics mixed well with her years of martial arts training and lean body making her a great doncer, sure she knew how to do the classical dances as well, being born in the 16th century had it's advantages.
Nic grinned, and loosened his hands on her hips when she turned, his legs moving with the beat, but his gaze sticking to her like glue.
She was a sexy minx, for sure, and quite the tease as well. But Nic was having fun not needing to worry about anything. Tonight, at least for now, he was just 'playing along'...going with the flow...seeing where things went.
When she moved away from him, and closed her eyes, Nic turned around, and came up from behind her, sliding his hands around the front of her stomach, bringing her in close again.
"So...what am I to call you then..."
It wasn't a question for her, but one that he himself appeared to be pondering.
"Sexy lady? Nah...too generic. Evil witchy woman? No...not sure on that one yet."
Since she had already taken light liberties by kissing his jaw, he didn't see a reason not to let turnabout be fair play. So when he spoke, he nuzzled softly against her neck.
"Ahhh...Tall iced mocha..."
He let the words roll over his tongue. They were descriptive enough, but too cumbersome.
"Cocoa? Nah...too sweet..."
It was a dilemma...if this was the end of it...if after this dance she met up with someone else or just walked out of his night, there would be no issue. But if they were to spend any time together at all...he had to have something to call her.
He released his arms from around her, dropped a hand to one hip, and turned her back to facing him.
"So...what am I to call you then..."
It wasn't a question for her, but one that he himself appeared to be pondering.
"Sexy lady? Nah...too generic. Evil witchy woman? No...not sure on that one yet."
Since she had already taken light liberties by kissing his jaw, he didn't see a reason not to let turnabout be fair play. So when he spoke, he nuzzled softly against her neck.
Letting out a soft almost purring sound as her nuzzled her neck she brought one arm up to the back of his head bringing him closer to her neck as she tilted her head to the side giving him better access, hearing him ponder about what to call her made her smile.
Turning as he put one hand on her hip she locked eyes whit him, a twinkle in them as she leaned in him once again, her perk breast burshing against his chest.
"Mmmm I like Cocoa.. but you know what.. i'll give you my real name.. but I want something in return"
Moving even closer she suddenly kissed him on the lips, it wasn't a gentle kiss, it was a demanding fierce kissing almost brutal, her fangs piercing his bottom lip, pulling back she licked her lips as a few drops of blood clung to them, moving out of his arms once again she walked away towards the bar, looking over her shoulder she signaled for him to follow her.
"Tasty"
Licking her lips again she brought a finger to her mouth to remove the last drop of blood, looking at it she smirked before licking it off her eyes focused on him, bowing slightly a grin spread across her face.
"The name is Alexandra"
It was obvious this woman had things on her mind, but Nic wasn't going to
assume anything. He was also not going to venture any guesses, or opinions on
anything of importance. Lately he had done nothing but find himself in mess
after mess by doing that.
Tonight he wanted nothing more to think about than when his next drink would be
in his hand.
When she kissed him, it did two things. It surprised the hell out of him, and
answered his earlier question. The touch of her fangs, caused his lips to curl
slightly, and expose his own pointy canines. It was a very base, natural, time worn reaction by his body, and recognized kinship, to her's. But he quickly drew his tongue against the inside of his lip, and let the lip drop down into his more normal smile.
She didn't need to signal for him to follow, he had desires now he wanted to see played out.
As he neared her, his hand slipped around her waist, and he pulled her to him. The look she had given him may not have been an open invitation, but there was enough heat there to make it more than suggestive.
"Alexandra...you're a naughty girl...biting me like that. Do you know what I do to naughty girls?"
As he said her name, he leaned close to her, and as he said each word he moved yet closer still, until his mouth was poised against the pulsing cord in her neck. He kissed her there, and let his tongue dance across the feel of the blood flowing through...and then he sighed himself as he felt her skin give way under his fangs.
The warm, sticky sweetness spilled into his mouth, but after a scant sip, he licked her bite closed. It was enough of a taste to tighten his groin, but not enough to elicit any further physical response. Besides, he had already fed...the purpose behind the bite was just to show her who she was dealing with.
Pulling back, he looked in her eyes. He had been a little forceful, and some women rejected that way...especially ever since the age of women's lib.
The moment his fangs broke her skin she let out a low troathy moan, moving her hand to the back of his head pulling him ever closer, she could feel him feeding of her in every viber of her body and she loved it, it had been many years since anyone had fed from her.. not since Michell.
Feeling him pull back and look at her she looked back up, licking her suddenly very dry lips, something happend that didn't happen to often Alex was speachless for a moment, moving a stray lock of hair behnd her ear she turned, signaling to the bartender to bring her another wine and a beer for Nic, taking a deep breath she tried to calm down, she had to stay in some kind of control here, sure the guy bit her and right now her panties were getting really wet.
"Get it together girl.. it was just a bite, you did it to him"
As the bartender brought their drink she picked up her wine glass taking a big gulp before putting it back down, stepping closer to Nic she suddenly kissed him again, this time the kiss was much more gentle but full of heated passion, what the hell was wrong with her, was she falling for this guy? a stranger she had just met?
Sure her bite had whetted his appetite for more, and his bite in return had stoked his fires some. But he had almost expected her to remain all haughty, and cool. Instead he was now faced with a beautiful woman of passion and desire.
And she kissed him again! This time the feel of her lips was much less forceful and hurried. This time her kiss was soft...almost that of a lover's kiss. But they weren't lovers...yet?
Nic returned the kiss, sliding his tongue into her mouth and holding her hungrily against him. As the kiss continued, one of Nic's hands moved to hold the back of Alexandra's head in place, and the other rubbed down her ass until he felt the hem of her skirt. Such a nice, short skirt. His hand slowly traveled up under the back of the skirt, and began to stroke her fine, firm ass. Her back was turned to the bar, so as long as he stood to the front, and side of her, he had no fear anyone would see what was going on. Though it did occur to him they might be more comfortable in a booth. Of course that would require moving, and also the desire to continue this play on Alexandra's part.
It was a thought, but one he would table for a few minutes more.
Suddenly pulling back she stepped out of his arms, picking up her glass she took a sip of the cool white wine, licking her lips she smiled at him for a moment.
"So tell me... Nic.. are you always this direct with strange women?"
Laughing softly she gave him a wink, taking another sip of her wine she swireled the liquid around in it's glass prison, making eyecontact with him once more she moved her hand down her hip, smoothning out a little crease, downing the rest of her wine she put the glass down, reaching for his hand she led him around the club.
Couples were standing around, some kissing, some dancing, some doing much more then just kissing, throwing a glance over her shoulder she smirked at him, Alex was a tall woman, without her shoes she stood at a good 5'11" but right now she was wearing heels adding another 4" making her probably the tallest woman in the club, climbing up a pair of stairs she pulled Nic with her until the reached a more private part of the club, pushing him against a wall she reached for his shirt, ripping it open in one fluid motion.
Looking at his musculair chest she licked her lips before dipping her head down, licking down his six pack and then back up till she reached a flat nipple, bitting softly she purred in approval, while her hands rested on his hips, looking back up at him she gave him a full teethed smile, her pearly white fangs clearly visible.
"Pretty much...I more or less go with the flow."
He found it odd that she thought he was being direct, when she had been matching him, move for move without hesitation. And now she was tugging him alongside her, through the club up some stairs, into the more secluded section of the club. Before he had time to get his bearings, his shirt was open and flapping in the breeze...Alexandra having taken over his body and now giving it a reason for groaning.
Once the spontaneity of the moment cleared, Nic took the woman's hands from his hips, and pulled her upwards.
"And are you always so forward with strange men?"
The things she was doing to him felt great, but he wasn't sure he liked that much aggressiveness...or speed.
He held her hands up level with his head, and then spread them so that she had to lean forward into him, or readjust her stance. As her head neared his, he moved forward towards her, and caught her mouth. As she had neared him, he really noticed her mouth...god, what an incredible mouth. And now it was pressed against his and he felt the earlier stirrings between his legs pressing harder against his jeans.
His tongue played with hers a bit, before tracing around those lips, and then sucking her tongue into his mouth. Breaking the kiss, Nic realized he was gripping her hands tightly, and moved them onto his shoulders, as he released her.
"How about we slow this down a notch? I've got time...how about you?"
Once the spontaneity of the moment cleared, Nic took the woman's hands from his hips, and pulled her upwards.
"And are you always so forward with strange men?"
Letting out a softly but tingling laughter she looked at him as he pulled him up to face level, there was humour in her eyes as she looked into his.
"Why hide behind feelings if you can just be straight forward with people"
The next moment she was pulled against his body and kissed again, damn could that man kiss, he made her knees tremble and her juices flowing like a wild river, him holding onto her hands was something new to her, she liked to be in control, but somehow she didn't mind, leaning against his body as they kissed she let her tongue play with his, enjoying the taste of him.
Opening her eyes as he broke the kiss and let go of her hands she almost whimpered in protest, letting her fingers wander across his broad shoulders her eyes widened slightly as he spoke.
"How about we slow this down a notch? I've got time...how about you?"
Sure she had time.. hell she had all the time in the world, it wasn't like she would get any older, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear (yes she did that alot when she was feeling slightly uncomfortable), suddenly smiling she took a step back, raising her hands she gestured for him to lead the way.
"Sure sugar, lead the way, want to go dancing, have a drink, talk about your life, i'm your girl for the night"
Winking she gave him a naughty smile, it was true she was in for almost anything he would offer, as long as he had her attention and whit him kissing her like that, damn if he did that again she would suggest becoming his love slave, laughing inwardly at her own funny joke she looked around the club, people were still dancing and having a good time, maybe they should go and join them while the night was still young.
His lips ran a trail from one ear, down her neck to pause at the valley between her breasts. His tongue snaked out to taste her there, and his fangs slid slightly across the swell of her there. Careful not to nick her, he proceeded up to her other ear, sucking along the long column of her throat.
"The discovery...investigating all the clues...seeing whats hidden and how it reacts once exposed...can make for an interesting time too, right?"
While he did want to relax for a bit, and not jump right into her panties, he wasn't totally against playing around as they were, where they were. He was more than ready to take her down right then and there, but he knew the wait would only make things so much better in the long run.
His hands moved up and down her sides, thumbs brushing against the sides of her breasts, and his leg moving between her legs. When she raised her arms and stood back, Nic growled softly, and pulled her back feeling her press against his leg, and rest on it almost as if riding him. Realizing she wouldn't be one to easily give up control of a situation, Nic remained pressed against the wall. This way, even though he had a firm grip on her, should she really buck at his force, she'd be able to free herself.
"Don't run off just yet..."
He whispered into her ear, before he took it in his teeth, and tugged.
He sure was direct, different from the men she used to know, she could tell that he had a deeper side, a senstive maybe even loving side, Alex wasn't used to men like this, she was used to rough men, men who took what they wanted when they wanted it and that was the way she had become as well... but this man.. he wasn't like that, he wanted to saviour the moment, get to know her.
Get to know her? her? Alex.. well ok if that is what he wanted then he would get to know all of her, smirking to herself, feeling his mouth on her neck and his voice in her ear telling her not to go, and then he tugged on her lobe making her gasp softly.
"I'm not gone yet..."
Bringing her hands to his head she pushed him back slightly so that she could see him, dipping down she captured his lips for another passionate kiss, tugging at his bottom lip she let her tongue snake out running it across the surface before slipping into his mouth, exploring, feeling, tasting while her hands wandered across his back down to his ass grasping it firmly in her hands as he had done to her before.
She could feel he wanted her just as much as she wanted him, breaking the kiss she looked at him, not saying anything, if he wanted her he would have to get her, she didn't move, didn't blink she just stood in his arms, in between his legs waiting for what would come next, hell she was open for anything.
Nic certainly wasn't against a quick screw, or a one night stand either...in fact, truth be told, he'd probably be a lot better off if he stuck to that as a kind of goal in his personal life. Both times lately when he just thought about trying to start a real relationship, things had gone haywire.
And god knew he hadn't come in to the club with more on his mind. His intent was just to have some fun, maybe get laid, but whatever, he mainly wanted to take the edge off of things for a while. Maeve was still high on his list of priorities, but at the moment he had decided some space couldn't hurt.
And now here he was, having a great time, with a beautiful woman, but already starting to wonder about things beyond tonight.
Besides that, he was digging on the way she just moved in and took what she wanted from him. It was a phenomenal boost to his ego to feel desired like this.
When she stilled, well, in comparison to what she had been doing, Nic grinned.
"You know...I see that we have a couple options here. We could continue as we are, and find a corner to fuck our brains out in...then talk...or, we could talk...and then find a corner to fuck our brains out in...got any preferences?"
Nic couldn't see how they could get beyond the night without the fucking part, though he'd give up the talking part, if she was really persistent.
"So you want to fuck my brain out do you.. who says I don't need my brain, lets find a spot to talk for a while shall we, tell me more about the man behind those lips before we decide to get brainless"
Stiffling another giggle she shook her head, sure she came here for action, maybe even sex, but somehow it felt as if she wanted more then just a quick fuck from this man, who knew maybe it could lead to more, if not... well then not, no harm done.
"I thought the fucking of brains out would be a mutual thing...though, I'm sure you're right...I think I'm starting to like your...brain."
She was quite the vixen, and Nic was really enjoying himself now. Running his hands from her shoulders down, he grabbed one of her hands and pulled her through the club now, heading for the back. He had heard there were rooms of a very private nature there, and that was going to be much more conducive to them getting to know each other.
Opening the door to one of the vacant rooms, he ushered her in, and over to sit on the sofa there.
"Please, make yourself...more comfortable. I'll be right back."
she looked plenty comfortable to Nic, but if there was a way to make her more so, he was all for it.
Stepping back out the door, he caught the wrist of a passing barmaid, and asked her to bring up an iced bottle of 1982 Roederer Cristal, slipped her a grand, and told her she could keep the change. A couple hundred dollars should garner him some good service her thought.
Re-entering the room, Nic sauntered over to the sofa, and sat down...close...to Alexandra.
"I thought a bottle of champagne would be a nice treat...providing you enjoy champagne?"
While there was always a first time, Nic had always been pretty safe ordering that for a date. And while this wasn't technically a date, it had the feeling it could become one.
Toying with the ends of her hair, over her shoulder, as well as the soft skin there, Nic wondered about the beautiful woman who was now wanting to share something about herself with him.
"And now, Alexandra...tell me, what brought you to Nachton?"
It was a basic question, but where else to begin, but at the beginning? With any luck at all, the questions would become more involved, as the two of them did.
Moving her fingers through her long hair she waited for him to return, Alex was always playing with her hair, either just twirling it or putting little braids in it, looking up at Nic re-entered the room she gave him a virbrant smile when he asked her if she liked champagne.
"J'aime le champagne"
Laughing softly she leaned into him as he sat down next to her, feeling his fingers in her hair brushing her bare shoulder, closing her eyes for a moment she remembered all the champagne she had consumed when she was still in France, Michel and her had it at a daily base as it was as commen there as drinking water.
Opening her eyes back up as Nic asked her what brought her to Nachton she thought for a moment about what to answer, turning her head slightly she re-adjusted her postion, pulling her legs up on the couch so she was facing him.
"I came her from France" while speaking her French accent was suddenly clearly heared "I heared that there might be people who could help me" pausing she bit her bottom lip for a moment "I found a home here with some people who took me in as if I was family and I'm trying to adjust to living here as best as I can, I'm doing a good job, ne pensez-vous pas ainsi ?"
Sitting back as she spoke a smile lingered on her full lips, she loved to talk about France, even if she didn't have any memories of her life before she became a vampire, she had lived there most of her undead life.
"What about you? I take it you life here too non?
Shaking those thoughts from his head, he refocused on what she was saying.
He picked up little bits of a French accent, but since she didn't speak with it all the time, it had been difficult for him to be sure. Being raised in Europe, Nic knew a little of a lot of languages. For the most part he understood much more than he actually spoke.
He was concerned to hear she had come to the states seeking help of some kind, and immediately wondered if there might be something he could do.
"Yes, I do think you are doing an excellent job. But you mentioned help? Please, let your family know, I would be happy to offer whatever assistance I might afford, should it be needed."
Not knowing what her issues were, there was always a great chance he could do nothing, but he felt better at least putting the offer on the table.
"Yes, I live here...I'm presently living in the Liefde Towers...home to many of my Evenhet clan."
Nic threw his clan affiliations out to Alexandra, hoping she would reciprocate.
"I don't recall seeing you there, but I will admit I've not met all of my clan yet. But I've only been in Nachton a few months, and am still getting to know a lot of the people, and the city. Tonight I seem to have become very lucky in my endeavor."
The barmaid knocked on the door, and entered when Nic bid her to. The champagne and glasses were wheeled in on a cart, along with a tray of caviar, and other appetizers. She quickly poured two glasses of the bubbly liquid, handing one to Nic first, and waiting for his approval, before handing the other flute to Alexandra. The bottle went into the icy bucket, and the attendant went out the door.
Nic held up his glass to Alexandra and tapped the edge of her's.
"To new friends, and becoming better acquainted."