| Watching You; Toryn Ipswich | |
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| Celeste Stratton | Mar 3 2009, 12:00 AM Post #11 |
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"I don't care. God, that was nice," Celeste whispered as she bit down on her bottom lip and let her eyes slowly trail over his body. His tattered clothing was disgusting and bloody. "You're getting my bed all messy. Let's get you out of these clothes." With that, Celeste tossed the remnants of her bra and tank top to the floor. She remained topless as she gently tugged Toryn's shirt over his head. Once that hit the floor, she took off his shoes one by one. With two thuds, she continued to strip him down until he lay in nothing. Celeste let her eyes trail down over his perfect body and her gaze lingered at his package. He had the beginning of a boner and Celeste knew he must have gotten off on the feeding almost as much as she had. Or perhaps it was the thought of seeing her half naked. Once Toryn was completely naked, Celeste pulled down the black silk covers that were on her bed and tugged them up to his waistline. As much as Celeste didn't want to cover him, she was doing so out of respect for how injured he was. Celeste's lips then brushed against his ear to whisper. "Do you know how bad I want you right now?" She asked as her fingertips delicately ran down the front of his chest. |
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| Toryn Ipswich | Mar 3 2009, 12:11 AM Post #12 |
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"Pretty bad I'm assuming." Toryn teased her quietly and slowly moved his large arms to rest behind his head. Toryn's eyes continued to stay locked on her face and it didn't help that she was now half naked in front of him. He'd seen her fully naked before but the sight of her in front of him like that made his stomach do flips inside of his body. Toryn knew that it was caused from his constant stare on her body but he couldn't bring himself to look away. "Tiredness is kicking in though, for the both of us." Toryn said and he knew for sure from the slight bags under her eyes. She never got enough sleep because she was always out partying. It even affected his sleep schedule. Toryn had the same bags under his eyes because of it and with a small sigh, he had snuggled under the black silk covers just a bit more. |
![]() Drawn together, painters brush stroke. Slight of hand, we, we won't go up in smoke. Fates colliding, love undying. Like a rising tide, beating hearts grow by never die. To simplify, I'll stand by your side, close my eyes, hope will never die. | |
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| Celeste Stratton | Mar 3 2009, 12:22 AM Post #13 |
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Celeste shrugged her shoulders. She was definitely not that tired but if he was, she needed to let him rest after such an injury. Celeste removed herself from on top of him and lay down beside him, beneath the covers. After pulling the blankets up to her chest, she rolled onto her side and glanced at the back wall of windows she had. "Will that sun hurt you in the morning?" Celeste asked curiously as she slid out of her shorts and tossed them to the floor. Celeste often slept naked, it was just the way she preferred to sleep, it was more comfortable. Celeste nuzzled her face into the side of the pillow and yawned once slowly. Celeste locked her eyes on his face. This was awfully nice, falling asleep with Toryn next to her, even if she hardly knew him and even if they hadn't had sex. Regardless, sex was a possibility in the morning. |
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| Toryn Ipswich | Mar 3 2009, 09:52 PM Post #14 |
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Toryn had followed her gaze to the back wall and shook his head. When they first met she seemed as if she knew everything about his kind, but now that they spent more time together maybe she didn't after all. Toryn was a type of vampire that couldn't get hurt by the sun if he had fed every day and seeing that he just fed about five minutes ago he was good for the next twenty-three hours and fifty-five minutes. "No," Toryn said quietly and slowly moved one of his cool hands to rest on the side of her face. Toryn's fingertips had slowly moved down the side of her face and his light green eyes had remained locked on her face. Unlike the first night when alcohol was involved, Toryn didn't plan on having sex with Celeste tonight. After all, she was still underage and they had just met. Toryn came from a time when sex happened after a union between two people was made. Although Toryn had some pointless sex. he was uptight about having it all over the place. He refused to become a man whore like Halion or too reserved like Valion and Alistair. "What about your mother? How will she react to this in the morning?" Toryn asked her, motioning between the two of them which caused most of his chest to expose itself from the black, silk sheets. Toryn's eyes had slowly moved to his chest where a large scar lay right through the left side of his chest tattoo. It was hidden somewhat, but could be seen below the tattoo and above it, anyone could point it out seeing it was darker then his cold, pale flesh. |
![]() Drawn together, painters brush stroke. Slight of hand, we, we won't go up in smoke. Fates colliding, love undying. Like a rising tide, beating hearts grow by never die. To simplify, I'll stand by your side, close my eyes, hope will never die. | |
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| Celeste Stratton | Mar 3 2009, 10:16 PM Post #15 |
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"I'm not entirely sure but I'll set my alarm for before she gets up. She gets up at the same time every morning. Seven-thirty," Celeste murmured quietly as she leaned her face into his touch, grinning. His ice cold touch was nice, something she didn't want to go away any time soon. Though she would never admit it. However, Celeste's eyes slowly drifted away from his face to where his eyes had moved to. A curious expression then crossed over Celeste's face as she saw the darker, defined mark on his chest. It stood out among his porcelain skin and tattoos so automatically, she was curious as to why it was there. "What's this?" Celeste asked in a hushed tone as she ran her fingertips across the line. Celeste didn't know much about Toryn but she was eager to learn more and more as time went along. Hopefully, he would be able to open up now and Celeste was more than ready to learn. |
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| Toryn Ipswich | Mar 3 2009, 10:47 PM Post #16 |
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Toryn had shifted just a bit and propped himself up on his elbows so he could stare down at the scar she was touching. "Just a battle scar." Toryn admitted with a shrug and then laid back down next to her. Vampiric flesh didn't scar most of the time, but some things did obviously scar and this was one of those things. The memory of what had happened was burned into his memory and now, Toryn literally had no heart and was cold for so long. And when he closed his eyes, the memory of what happened on that fateful day, hit him hard. Toryn sat inside the captain's quarters on the large pirate vessel that sailed through the Caribbean seas, his hand clutched to a large bottle of rum. Today was the day that his little Isolde had been dead for thirty years and in a week or two, it would make the twenty-sixth anniversary of the day that his wife, Clara, left him. In the year 1782, Toryn had joined a pirate vessel out of port Louisiana and had been there ever since. Eventually Toryn had gained the reputation as captain. When Toryn took a long sip of the rum from the bottle he threw it at the wall when it was empty. The tattered letter in his hand fell to the table and he stared at it shocked. The one sentence that burned in his mind looked like the boldest on the page. I'm sorry to inform you, Master Ipswich, but Clara is dead. When the emotions had finally kicked in for Toryn and he felt the most horrid pain in his chest he gripped the left side of it. Toryn knew this feeling, it was what he felt when he was informed that Valion and Halion had been killed in battle, when Alistair was deemed as mentally insane, when Isolde died, and now that Clara was dead. The only thing that Toryn had was alcohol and it seemed like a never ending supply of it. With a sigh, he rose from the chair he sat in. Toryn hadn't read past that part in the letter, it was too much for him to bear. He didn't even know who the author was, but he didn't care very much. One of his large hands quickly gripped one of the small blades near the bookcase in his quarters and he slowly slipped his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor. Toryn stared at his pale, heaving chest before he drove the blade into the spot where his heart used to beat. After a few seconds he drug the blade upwards and then forced it downwards until there was a long slice in his chest. Toryn dropped the blade before he fell to his knees. The pain was starting to build up and he let out a blood curdling yelp as he dug his hand inside of his chest. In the next instant, Toryn's hand pulled from his chest with the stone object in his palm. It was his heart. It hadn't held a beat in so long and he quickly rose to his feet, dropping it in a small, empty treasure chest. With one final look at the object, he slammed the top shut. Now Toryn would be void of any emotional pain. It couldn't hurt him any more. With a small shake of his head, Toryn was brought from his thoughts and stared over at Celeste once more, giving her an uneasy smile. "Stuff like that happens to vampires all the time. Nothing really." He continued and gave her a simple laugh though what he said wasn't funny at all. On the inside, Toryn was actually really worked up about the flashback. |
![]() Drawn together, painters brush stroke. Slight of hand, we, we won't go up in smoke. Fates colliding, love undying. Like a rising tide, beating hearts grow by never die. To simplify, I'll stand by your side, close my eyes, hope will never die. | |
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| Celeste Stratton | Mar 3 2009, 11:15 PM Post #17 |
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Celeste nodded, indicating she understood when Toryn explained where the scar had come from. A battle wound was a perfectly reasonable explanation for someone who had lived so long. She wouldn't have second guessed his reasoning until the look in his eye became distant and...strange. Celeste then thought that maybe he wasn't being entirely truthful with her. Celeste laid back down, on her side this time, facing him and waited for him to speak again. Once he had, she gave him a small smile but still noticed something was off about him. "Battle wound. Got it..." Celeste muttered as she yawned once again and closed her eyes. "You look tired, you should get some sleep." Celeste opened one eye to peak over at him and chuckled once. He couldn't lie to her, she always knew when someone was lying, even a vampire. She was a master at it. |
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| Toryn Ipswich | Mar 3 2009, 11:21 PM Post #18 |
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"Sleep sounds like a very good idea." Toryn said quietly and rolled over on his side to face her, giving her a genuine smile now. To be honest, Toryn was actually extremely tired. He hadn't gotten a good night sleep in a long time, thanks to Celeste, and hopefully he would now. With a quiet yawn, that exposed the sharp teeth within his mouth. "See you in the morning then?" Toryn asked her in a quiet tone and hesitantly, at first, draped an arm around her petite body underneath the silk blankets. |
![]() Drawn together, painters brush stroke. Slight of hand, we, we won't go up in smoke. Fates colliding, love undying. Like a rising tide, beating hearts grow by never die. To simplify, I'll stand by your side, close my eyes, hope will never die. | |
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| Celeste Stratton | Mar 3 2009, 11:26 PM Post #19 |
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"In the morning, Toryn," Celeste whispered quietly as her dark eyes darted down to the tattooed arm that was casually draped around her body. Celeste honestly liked the feeling of that and so, hesitantly at first, Celeste slid closer to him until their naked bodies were pressed up against each other, chest against chest. Celeste nuzzled her face into the front of his neck and smiled to herself. She wasn't sure how he would react to this but he had made the first move so hopefully, he wouldn't mind. Celeste wanted to sleep this way so slowly, she snaked one of her arms back around his body in return. |
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| Toryn Ipswich | Mar 3 2009, 11:31 PM Post #20 |
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-In the Morning- Toryn had slowly shifted in his sleep when he felt the glow of light on his face through the windows inside Celeste's room. Toryn let a small groan escape his lips before his pale green eyes had slowly opened to stare over at Celeste. They had stayed the same way all night. Their bodies pressed up against one another and his muscular arms wrapped tightly around her petite body. In the next instant, Toryn had gently pressed his lips against hers in a manner to wake her up. |
![]() Drawn together, painters brush stroke. Slight of hand, we, we won't go up in smoke. Fates colliding, love undying. Like a rising tide, beating hearts grow by never die. To simplify, I'll stand by your side, close my eyes, hope will never die. | |
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