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Post by Nyxy ( 血の花 ) on Jun 17, 2014 23:55:15 GMT
Feeling restless Nyxy got up and stretched, it had been a few nights since her fall out with Jack and she was unsure why she could not get him off her mind. Hungry she walked to her closet pulling out a silk crimson and gold shirt and a black skirt slipping it on. She ran a brush threw her locks and nodded to her reflection though her eyes held an empty look to them. She needed to find something strong to feed on to bring the twinkle back or at least she hoped. She decided to head down to her old neighborhood and see what she could find. Heading outside almost as if he knew when she needed him Jeeves awaited her. She wondered if Drake really worried about them, since his right hand seemed to always be available. She slipped inside the car and sat back against the plush seats shaking her head. None of their kind cared truly about one and other, such things were unnecessary. She could not help but feel a little sad at the thought, even though she tried hard as a human to distance herself from emotions, like any other being she secretly wanted to be loved by someone. But after years of hurt by those close to her the heart she used to have scabbed over. Now Nyxy only went after things she could feel, pleasure, pain it all went hand in hand for her.
She often wondered why she went for rough types, strength seemed to be something she admired even when she was a lowly worker at the triage. While she did not take many lovers back then every once in awhile she would find herself enjoying the sight of someone muscular or rough looking, scarred or injured but still strong enough to walk on their own. She found herself despising the weak and enfeebled though she helped them as well as long as they weren't overly drunk or suicidal types. Nyxy had no use for them due to her parents. Her mother tired of the scorn and shame her family place on her for having the child of a black man jumped from a bridge. Her father pained from the loss drank himself to death before his thirty first birthday. They left the ten year old with his family who mocked her for being mixed, hated her pretty hair and found ways to beat her for any reason. By the time she became a teen she had fought back and proved how tough she was but the emotional damage to her was far worst than any welt or bruise. She craved love badly due to not having it at home and let guys convince her they loved her until she saw the truth, many would leave the moment she would not give it up all the way. The one who finally convinced her to give it up left soon after she thought she was pregnant even though it had been a false scare his pathetic actions was just another wound inflicted on her heart. By the time she began to train to work in the triage something she had to charm her way into she had become detached person. Showing only the sides of herself she needed to get by. She let no one in close until Percy. He was smart and suave, he called himself a doctor. Everything he did made Nyxy smile and he new it. A smile here, a flirt there, soon he would find reasons to get her alone with him. At first his kisses were nearly forced Nyxy unsure if they should since they worked together. But he persisted and soon they found ways to be together, from supply closet to the roof top of the triage. It was rough, risky and pleasurable. For months Nyxy was in ecstasy she fully believed she found someone who loved her. When she found out how wrong it was it killed the heart she had left, destroying him brought her some satisfaction but now the damage had been fully done.
Nyxy thought by becoming a vampire the need for love would die, she doesn't even feel capable of such or trust anyone who dares utter such words. But deep inside her she fights the weaker side who still craves such. Weakness reminded her of her past, of people who always abandon her, of false promises and lies. Never again would she fall for anyone and anyone who fell for her well that was their problem. Jeeves drops her off at the mall where her shop was but instead she heads further downtown towards a night spot. She notices a tall woman waiting in line, she was dressed in denim and leather almost like a biker. Her long hair was in dreadlocks and her deep brown skin muscular. In fact the only reason Nyxy knew she was female was her large chest which she wore in a lacy black bra. Her face was pierced and her eyes sharp. While normally not attracted to females, this one looked strong and her look reminded her of...She frowned cussing herself unsure why she could not let go. She smoothly approached the woman “long ass line tonight eh?” The woman looked her up and down “yeah bet someone like you don't wait in line much eh?” Nyxy smiles “no I don't and you wont either.” she offers the woman her hand who takes it with no hesitation. Nyxy shivered as the larger woman squeezed it firmly. “Let's go.” She leads her away from the line towards the bouncer “we are going in to dance” The male blinked but nods unable to refuse Nyxy's tone. They head in and the female smirks “you own this place?” Nyxy grinned at her as they made their way to the dimly lit dance floor “no, I just get what I want.” She begins to shake her hips “dance with me.” The woman grabs her hips and grinds to her “I didn't think such a pretty thing like you would be into women?” Nyxy grins “i'll try anything once especially if they are strong.” The female picks her up at this “I am very strong...” then lets her slide back down to the ground. Nyxy grinned “yes I can see that “what is your name?” The woman who was already leaning in for a kiss “Dominique.” The two kiss hard their tongue rubbing together then Nyxy pulls away and grins “well now, Dominique...I am about to make you an offer, one that will make you mine for a very long time.” The female blushed making Nyxy smile as she leads her back towards a corner and begins to kiss her neck “just say yes” Nyxy whispers. “Yes” Dominique answers then grunts feeling the bite on her neck. Nyxy did not fully drain her but she could feel power from her blood that gave her a rush. Dominique moaned woozy from the feeding. “Come I need to get you to your new home my pet.” Nyxy helped the woman out of the club and towards the waiting limo. She grinned at Jeeves “you always know when to get me.” He nods and waits for them to enter the limo then closes the door.
Nyxy let Dominique lean against her playing with the woman's hair as they rode to her home. “Where are we?” she asks softly after recovering some. “Home” Nyxy said as they were let out. Once inside Nyxy gave her a tour of the home “You may use the gym and the downstairs bedroom, upstairs is mine and no one but me is allowed up there understood?” Dominique nodded unable to say no if she had wanted to. “There is food in the fridge for you I will join you in your bed later” Nyxy gave her a gentle kiss then headed up smiling, the first member of her herd found. Perhaps this one could help ease the emptiness, if only for a little while...
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Post by Nyxy ( 血の花 ) on Jun 23, 2014 1:53:01 GMT
The Crimson ties VI- The bonds of trust
Nyxy slowly opens her eyes, the familiar scent of sandalwood, smoke, and musk filling her nostrils. She gives a lazy smile and stares over. Jack was sitting up he looked down at her “rest well?” He smirked. She slid up and kissed his neck “mmm well someone did wear me out.” His hand trails down her back gripping her ass with a strong squeeze, “I hope your not complaining Darling.” Nyxy laughs “never, if I had only an hour of unlife left id spend it doing everything we did last night.” Jack grins and pins her down “poetic.” Nyxy laughs arching up to him “don't tease me its bad enough I can't keep my cool demeanor around ye, you make me feel like a school girl.” Jack grinned “you've got the body of a hot teacher.” He lowers down giving a soft grunt, followed by her whimpers that rose up into moans. Downstairs the bartender smirked glad he didn't have many patrons in, so he left the music low. The few who were drinking just gave a knowing smirk, since that woman came into Jack's life they were getting used to the animalistic sounds coming from upstairs. A few hours later Nyxy was up brushing her hair her clothes still tossed around the room. “So you got a business meeting?” He asks watching her, Nyxy sighed “more like a meeting with my Coterie, I got a letter from one of them and they need me.” Jack smirks “big sister Nyxy running to their aid.” Nyxy frowned “they are the only family I've got.” Jack walks up and pulls her back against him on the bed “it wasn't an insult Darling its just most of us don't get so wrapped up about others of our kind.” Nyxy looked up at him “you look after your men right? Well my Coterie and I went through hell together and stuck together. They could have left me to die Drake would have sired them with or without me. But they didn't betray our alliance, we stuck together and whenever they need me they have me.” Jack nods “though I wish you didn't associate with big red I understand. Its just rare to see such loyalty. They must know everything about you.” Nyxy smirked this time “no, I can count on one hand how many people can say they know anything about me and even then id have four fingers left and that person does not even know what I have become.”
Jack stares at her intrigued “well now who is this lucky person?” Nyxy looked up at him “a friend of mine from the slums, he's known me since we were children. He's loyal without the need to make him so and he is the only person who knew who I was before I became Nyxy...” She tenses at her words unsure why Jack pulled stuff easily from her. He hugs her tighter to him “hmm so that isn't your name then huh?” Nyxy sighs biting on her bottom lip gently “No, but I only give my original name to two types of people.” Jack raised his eye brow at her “go on.” Nyxy looks at him her eyes serious “a person I can fully trust, or one I am about to kill. Either way not many breathing folks know my given name.” Jack laughs a hearty throaty sound that made her body tingle. “It's a good thing I don't breath then isn't it?” Nyxy tensed in his arms, granted their pull towards one and other was instantaneous she was willing to drink of him and him of her without question. She knew without a shadow of a doubt she loved him. But was she ready to fully let him in? Wouldn't he do like everyone else and hurt her?” Jack leans in and head-butt's her making her blink then rub her temple “what you go do that for?” her accent coming out thick due to her annoyance at him. “You are over thinking stuff, your brows furrow up when you do it. Stop over thinking.” She blushed at his words, did he really study her that close?” She winces as he head-butt's her again “ow fuck you need to stop doing that!” She says annoyed. “I will when you cut it out” he says with a matter of fact tone. Nyxy grumbled “fine but I can't just tell you my name without the story behind it, do you really want to hear it?” Jack who had begun playing with her breasts grins “sure go on.” Nyxy bats his hands away “fine but none of that till I'm done” He laughs “oh I think we can do both” He pulls her close and Nyxy laughs “seriously.” He smiles “fine but I'm still gonna hold you.” She nods smiling then her face saddens some. “My mom was beautiful, her name was Mitsuko, she was the only daughter of my grandparents who had another son who lived in the states. She loved painting things and was obsessed with the color red. She would make vivid pictures of blood flowers, orchids painted deep red. When she met my father he was a simple delivery boy my grandparents hired to run food to people. Mama helped in the kitchen and served people for them and they pushed her to learn all she could to take over the business. What they failed to notice was how close she and my father a poor boy whose family came over from Jamaica were getting. By the time they did realize it was too late, they eloped and she was due with me pretty soon. Instead of just accepting the fact that their daughter found love, they shunned her, their rejection was bad enough but my father's family were not better. My mother lost the will to paint due to the rejection. Even me her little blood flower could not inspire her art anymore.” Jack frowned but let her go on. “She got to the point where her despair got too much and she jumped from the Port Mann when I was seven years old.” They found her crumpled form washed up ashore a few days later.” Nyxy began to shake and Jack frowns “you don't have to finish.” She shook her head “no I want to. Father did not take it well, he loved her with his very soul, even though he could sense she was not happy he believed their love would weather whatever kept her sad and that he and I were enough for her to live on. When she killed herself she took his heart and soul with her. He languished in pity and rejection and drank himself to death. My only vivid memories of them both were her paintings and his last three drunken years of pity. I then went on to his family who beat the hell out of me any chance they got, mocked my name and made me wish I was someone else. Once I became a teen, I got the name Nyxy thrown at me by a boyfriend and it stuck. I preferred it even though my relatives used it mockingly not realizing I had come to enjoy being called it. It means darkness which was all I felt. Empty alone and unloved.” Jack kissed her temple at that and she closed her eyes. “My real name is Chi (shi) no Hana... it means blood flower. My mother was convinced that id one day be a princess draped in crimson and gold. I thought she was crazy, but perhaps she had insight considering where I am now. But I don't know.” Nyxy sighed “all I do know is any one I've ever bother to trust or love has hurt me, so I don't like letting people in. Even my new found family do not know much about me, and I aim to keep it that way. But you, you are different Jack and it scares the shit out of me. Every time I’ve fallen in love with someone its ended in disaster. And now I've fallen for you.”
Jack stayed quiet for a bit still holding her “ actually I prefer the name Nyxy” this earned him a laugh, he joined in at her mirth. She looks up at him and shakes her head “ ah well enough reminiscing, I got to get ready to see what Doc needs of me.” He nods to her as she smiles at him “I'm also going to need you to show me how to use my new bike.” This gets her a grin “sure thing Darling I don't need you messing up that body of yours not riding properly. Nyxy gets up “no ye don't and if its riding properly I think I've gotten a lot of recent practice to help with that.” They both share another laugh at her joke, after getting dress they head down and out of the bar the bartender grinning at them as they headed out into the parking lot. The sun had long set and the moon rose up high above them. Nyxy climbed on her bike and Jack showed her the basics, the clutch, throttle, breaks and smiled “start her up Darling” Nyxy turned the ignition and grinned as the bike rumbled and vibrated between her legs “this is power” she said over the motor. Jack nods “ease the clutch and back her up. She followed his instructions “alright ease out hit the throttle and bring her around the block once.” She smiled feeling naturally in-tuned to the machine and sped off making him blink. “Easy woman!” He yells then smirks as she came flying around the corner and stops with ease “wow what a rush” Nyxy said her hair askew. Jack laughed again hard “I think you got it Darling.” He smacked her rear and she grinned “okay I better go see what they need of me, I’ll get back soon as I can.” He nods “don't make me wait to long.” She stares at him “you know I can't be away from you too long.” He leaned in for a kiss holding her head as he roughly plants one on her. When the kiss breaks she grinned and he whispers “I’ll look into that thing you needed for your little sis.” Nyxy smiled “thanks dear.” She rides off and he watches her go with a smirk “Princess eh? Well every King needs his Queen...” he said softly then heads back inside. Nyxy thundered down the road heading to the area Doc's clinic was located, part of her wanted to be back up in bed with Jack but she knew she was needed and Doc didn't seem one to just summon her wily nily. Parking the bike she sat for a bit and waited for the others to arrive, she just hoped her crazy brethren wasn't wasting her time. As Jeeves car rolled up with the others she waits for them to exit the car sure they to wondered what the Doctor had in store for them...
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