Quinten- Nyx/ 'Funny' Stuff.

[Nyx Movarian]

Nyx gave the other boy a slow, but heated kiss. One hand dropping to cup his bottom, the other burying in his hair. He didn't mind the Daemon's sharp teeth and actually brushed his tongue against them apurpose to make the experience that much more pleasurable for him.

"Where do you wanna take this?" He asked breathily, gesturing towards the bathroom.

[Quinten]

Quinten's senses were wild, he nodded. He needed more, carved for more. He followed the blonde man throught the mass and entered a bathroom, where the music was muffled but could be still heard.

Nyx pulled him inside a cubicle, Quinten pushed him against the wall, kissing him again, the marvelous tounge had done wonders in his warm cave. He knew the man was stronger but still wanted to feel one moment in control

[Nyx Movarian]

And a moment was all he got for Nyx quickly turned the tables. Whipping about and slamming the Daemon into the wall, his tongue delving into the others mouth running over his sharp teeth and relishing the taste of his own blood mixed with the boys taste. He nipped at those kiss swollen lips and slid a hand down the boys belly and farther down to cover his clothed erection.

"Mmmmm, baby, looks like I get my 'funny business' after all..." Again his hand moved, this time up but only long enough to slide down the front of Quinten's pants, cupping the boys heat in his hand, kneading it a bit.

He grinned, knowing he was driving the youth wild. "You're going to have to ask for more if you want it..."

[Quinten]

Quinte moaned as Nyx stroked him, he wanted more. Needed to see what it was like to go further.

"You're going to have to ask for more if you want it..." Quinten narrowed his eyes at Nyx and bucked his hips to get more contact. He smirked at getting what he wanted but decided to try and seduce teh man futher. He licked his lips and began to stroke one of his hard nippes.

"Are you going to give me what i want now?" He asked in a raspy voice searching for the blue eyes that had caught his attention.

[Nyx Movarian]

Nyx's eyes narrowed sullenly at the boy arrogance. To dare try and turn the tables on him... that was okay though, he had a surprise for the boy as well.

Moving closer to the boy he began to , once again, ravish his mouth. When finally he allowed Quinten to breath he began that promising trail across his jaw bone and down his neck. He lapped at the pumping vein quite a bit, nipping at it playfully.

He'd always said, an aroused meal was a better one.

Gripping the daemon's erection tightly in his hand he bit down into the boys vein, moaning a bit to himself as the hot, coppery taste of fresh blood began to flow into his mouth.

[Quinten]

Quinten hadn't mind much the nmibbling at his neck, he even felt a nice wave of pleasure coming through him when Nyx bit him, but instantly he came back to his senses. This was way too dangerous, "Hey! What the hell you think you're doing?" He pushed Nyx off placing a hand on the wound in his neck. He coul dfeel teh loss of blood, he glared at Nyx, "Don't kill me." Quinten hissed not feling too happy of being used.

[Nyx Movarian]

"Never planned on it, doll," Nyx smirked, crowding against the pink boy again. "But I have to get something out of this if I am to help you find food and shelter this night."

[Quinten]

"Alright, but try to warn me." Quinten kept on glaring at the blonde, but still let the man aproach him, he lifted his shirt taking it off. "I's a promise, i'll give you what you want, but you have to find me shelter and food." Quinten finally grinned showing off one of his tatoos on his chest.

[Nyx Movarian]

Nyx's eyes devoured the pink flesh, his hands running up that muscular stomach lazily.

"Got a pink one now, I see. Why is it you always get the pretty one's? I swear you'd think..." Nyx groaned at the sound of Arman's mumbling. Turning about he gave the man a forced grin.

"What are you doing ruining my fun, Arman?"

The man allowed his eyes to run over the Deamon's bare chest. "Oh, as to that, it looked like you were having a bit too much fun... Have you forgotten your appoitment this night? Amaranth will not be pleased if you miss it... again."

"I had a damn good reason last time!"

"Yes, and I'm sure this one here is a good reason also."

Nyx sighed forlornly and looked apologetically at Quinten. Then blinked as an idea crossed his mind. "Arman, you were looking for 'help'?"

"The purple haired man raised a sleek, arrogant brow. "I am..."

"Here's your boy." With that the blond gave a haughty salute and left the stall.

(Sorry, but Nyx feels uncomfortable now that he has a mate. Arman will be your employer and all that good stuff.)

[Quinten]

((right so we'll end it here? ^~ thanks!))

Quinten just stared at the quick talk between the two vampyres.

"Here's your boy." Nyx walked ayway and Quinten wanted to say something before Arman cut off.

"You've ever killed someone?" The vampyre turned to face Quinten.

"Uh yeah why? I mean, what's going on?!" the daemon was frustrated at everything happening so quickly.

"Well lets say i have a great job for you. You kill I pay." Armand grinned pulling out a hand, "Take it or leave it cutie."

Quinten stared, he needed a job, and he needed money. He narrowed his eyes at Arman but nodded, "I'll take it but never call me cutie again." Quinten sighed and stood up pulling on his shirt extremly irritated. Well at least he had gotten something out of this.

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