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Post by KOLE TALBOT HAINES on Jun 2, 2019 14:27:18 GMT 1
Night had fallen and Kole hadn't moved for hours.
The wereleopard lay on a particularly thick branch of a tree that stood on the lawns, he didn't feel the chill of the breeze nor the bite of the bark against his back, nor did he care about either thing. The blonde was instead just enjoying the fresh air whilst it lasted. He didn't get out often and even now he wasn't alone. There was a guard sat on the floor upon the grass just out of pouncing reach. The man had spent time trying to convince him to come down but after an hour he realised that he was wasting his breath and had let the killer cat stay in the tree where he really wasn't hurting anybody but himself.
He'd let his stance slack to the point where he was actually scrolling through facebook on his mobile phone, the light of the screen illuminating his face so Kole could watch him with predatory eyes. It would be so very easy to shift and creep up on the guard, he was the perfect prey right now..
But he wouldn't. If he did something as ridiculous as that he'd just end up locked away in isolation again and if there's one thing that both he and his cat agree on it's that isolation is not a place they want to be. It's not nice, it's not fun and if anything it just makes him feel entirely restless and more violent than usual. He's better off just playing nice for as much as he possibly can. Within limits of course, there's always something or someone that'll come along and drive him a little bit mad.. But then those idiots deserve to be made into a chew toy. Usually they're less annoying when they're bleeding and screaming. Kole let out a small snicker of amusement and ran a hand through his near white hair as he sat up, legs hanging either side of the branch.
He probably should move. Before hunger angered the inner cat and made him do something he'd regret..
He dangled himself from the branch and landed in a silent crouch on the grass before he took the initiative to start jogging over to the treeline. A little exploration while he could wouldn't go amiss.. Especially if he turned around and told them that he wanted to hunt, who could deny what was basically an inner wild animal that basic desire?
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Post by DAHLIA JAYCE MAE on Jun 2, 2019 15:08:50 GMT 1
It was a seemingly quiet night. Indeed, a rare event at Manson. With people like Caroline, Zack, and various other vicious beings walking the walls of the place...there always seemed to be something happening. So with the quiet time, Dahlia found herself loitering by the forest edge. Closing her eyes and breathing in, the female smiled softly as the smell of grass and water graced her nose.
Smiles were few and far between for the young woman these days. Her first love had abused her than left her high and dry when he promised to change. She had found out her most trusted friend in this place was her own father. Then...after coming to terms with the fact that Mickey was the man who had abandoned her...her father was murdered by none other than Caroline Hale. And to make matters worse...there wasn't much the staff seemed to be able to do with her. They had resorted to appeasing her...hoping that keeping her happy would cut down on deaths and relentless bouts of rage.
Shaking the thoughts of Caro from her head, Dahli lifted her gaze and looked around. Tensing, she noticed a male, jogging in a beeline straight toward where she was standing.
Fuck.
The girl was way to skitish for her own good and without a thought, she shifted. Where a slender, porcelain female had just stood...now hunched a large, sleek, jet black panther. Turning, the cat launched into a tree, hoping the other would remain oblivious to her presence.
Yet the closer the being got to the forest line, the stronger his scent was. Dammit. He was a cat too...and if she could smell his scent...God knows he could smell hers. Attempting to push back into the shadows of the tree limbs, Dahlia waited with baited breath...
Maybe he would just leave her be?
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Post by KOLE TALBOT HAINES on Jun 2, 2019 19:52:48 GMT 1
Kole looked back a couple of times as he jogged across the lawns, the run itself was simple, making sure the temporary replacement guard hadn't noticed him was the trickier bit. However, this man was nowhere near as observant as the Naga that usually watched over him on his trips outside so he pretty much got away free. How long that would last he has absolutely no idea, he does have a tracker around his wrist so it isn't as if he can really run away from this place or go missing for any decent period of time.
He wasn't beyond the treeline when he caught the scent of another wereanimal.. It wasn't an old scent either, it was fresh.
His nostrils flared, his own inner cat stirring and his eyes bled to the meadow green of the leopard he held within him. He wasn't losing control, Kole isn't so pathetic that the scent of a cat will force him to lose control. No, he and his cat were two in one, equal partners.. Neither was fully in control at anytime. He stilled as soon as he sunk into the cover of the tree line and sniffed the air quite obviously.
"I can smell you," he stated, sounding a little bit irritated as he looked around, it was more annoying that he couldn't see the woman. Girl. Female. He knew she was female, what species of cat though he couldn't quite put his finger on, nor her age.
"If you're going to jump out on me, don't bother," it's not like he'd feel any pain trying to be inflicted. That was where his mind went, to somebody trying to hurt him, it wasn't that daft of a thought considering some of the people within Manson, "I'll shred my own fist shoving it down your throat if you try."
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Post by DAHLIA JAYCE MAE on Jun 2, 2019 20:13:56 GMT 1
Dahlia squeezed her eyes shut and stiffled a whimper as she heard the male speak out. Of course he could smell her. Just as she could smell him. She may as well show herself...By the way he was talking, staying hidden would just agitate him more.
Still in her cat form, the sleek panther leapt from the tree, landing in a small clearing so the male knew she meant him no harm. Then, she silently shifted back to her human form. The young woman stood cautiously, keeping her gaze on the ground submissively.
"Please...I mean you no harm..."
Her voice was shaky and weak and there was absolutely no hiding it. She inwardly cursed herself. Would she ever be able to stand her ground? Not likely...
Glancing to the general area where she could smell the guy's scent coming from she cleared her throat.
"I...I'm just trying to enjoy the night air..."
Her statement held more of a pleading tone to it. Dammit, Dahli...She wondered why she always had to broadcast how pathetic she was....No doubt this guy had already picked up on how fragile she was...even a whelp would know...
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Post by KOLE TALBOT HAINES on Jun 2, 2019 22:22:17 GMT 1
He caught the movement out of the corner of his eye and moved so he could watch as the female shifted back into her human form, though she never raised her gaze from the ground and when she spoke Kole felt the corner of his mouth twitch up into a small smirk. What a pathetic creature.. She was supposed to be a big cat, one of the stealthiest predator's on this planet and yet here she stood looking more like a wet mop.
Kole stepped forward a little curiously, stopping when she glanced his way. Like the cautious person he is he stopped to fix her with a hard stare. The girl was pretty, he could admit to that much, but she was weak.. Shaken. And by what? A threat she didn't even know whether he could live up too or not.
He cocked a brow and let out an amused breath of air, "fucking hell, girl, do you think I'd jump down your throat if you came mewling out of the shadows like a kicked kitten?"
Kole scoffed at her and moved forward again with all of the quiet fluidity of his species in an attempt to grab hold of her chin and make her look at him. Mostly so he could look at her eyes and see if that fear was real or a well played fakery in order to trick him into believing her harmless. He'd know just by looking, the eyes are the window to the soul after all.
"Me too.. They lock you up like a rabid animal too?"
ooc|| feel free for him not to actually grab her chin, I didn't wanna godmod ^^ but he would have tried
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Post by DAHLIA JAYCE MAE on Jun 3, 2019 0:09:29 GMT 1
His words made the woman grimace slightly. He wasn't wrong or out of line....she just hated hearing it. Dahlia had never had anyone teach her to defend herself. Much the opposite actually. All she knew was abuse and submission. It was honestly no wonder she was so soft.
"I would hope not..." she replied to his question. No point in hiding it. It was clear she was seeking mercy.
As he approached her, Dahlia felt his hand at her chin and she didn't fight him. She could feel his status was more alpha than her own. He would likely overpower her anyway. Looking into the male's eyes, she tried her hardest to appear brave. But it wouldn't have shocked her if the man laughed her away.
With his next words, Dahlia shrugged slightly.
"They seem to think I'm more a threat to myself that anyone else...but...yes....they keep me pretty caged."
With those last words, a single moment of fight seemed to flash through Dahlia's eyes. She hated the way they treated her...like someone who couldn't learn to take care of herself...or someone who doesn't deserve to. Shaking it away, the werecat looked back to her company.
"Uhm... I'm Dahlia..." she offered...not even sure if he was interested in her name.
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Post by KOLE TALBOT HAINES on Jun 3, 2019 20:14:10 GMT 1
He smirked at her grimace, he got a bit of pleasure out of seeing that his words had affected her somewhat, he wouldn't be holding himself back from speaking honestly either. She was nothing and nobody to him, there wasn't anybody in this world who was. If she weren't a cat then she'd be potential prey, it was only the strong scent of the jaguar coming from her that made his cat hesitate from attacking. That didn't mean to say it wanted a friend. But neither was it particularly murderous.
"If I did it'd only alert those on staff with a decent sense of smell to trouble."
And then he'd be forced back inside again against his will. They might even sedate him again, that's never any fun.. Last time he was sedated he tried to walk, broke his ankle, didn't realise and walked quite a fair bit before his leg just gave out on him entirely. Obviously he healed, thank fuck for being a wereleopard, but it had been a massive pain in the ass.
His green eyes spiralled back to their human blue as he looked at her face, she was completely passive and it mollified the annoyance within him enough that he knew he wouldn't likely hurt her. She was trying to put on a brave face, but the wavering uncertainty in her eyes gave her away. He didn't quite laugh in her face though, but he did smirk, his own face alight with obvious cold glee.
"The pretty little kitty has problems keeping herself safe?" A breath blew out from his nose and he let her go abruptly, his hand moved instead to grab the back of her head by the hair instead, "Dahlia.. a flower, easily trampled, easily destroyed."
"But sweet?" He smirked a little and would then try and nip at her lip. If she let him he'd let her go.. If she struggled, he'd try and toss her to the ground. Her move.
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Post by DAHLIA JAYCE MAE on Jun 3, 2019 20:43:48 GMT 1
Trying her hardest to achieve and maintain a glare in her eyes, Dahlia watched as the male's eyes swirled back to a very human (and very beautiful) blue. Studying his face, Dahlia took in his smirk. It was similar to the one she had seen on Caroline's face many times. There was something sadistic and cold in it...yet something that kept the girl from running.
As his hand released her face...it snatched up her hair just as quick and Dahlia instinctively allowed her head to roll where he held it... putting up no fight.
Again...his words made plenty of sense. And yet as he leaned in to nip at her lip, the female made no attempt to move or stop him. Instead, she maintained eye contact with him.
"The most delicate of flowers often do bare the sweetest nectar..." her voice was velvet and inviting. Yet rather bold at the same time.
This was as challenging as Dahlia ever got. She may not have any major fighting skills...but she did have a mode of survival...and that was to submit. She would either take his beating or his mercy. Which ever he offered her.
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Post by KOLE TALBOT HAINES on Jun 5, 2019 21:10:35 GMT 1
This was a passive creature.. Kole didn't loosen his hand in her hair, in fact because she put up absolutely no fight at all he had no intention of letting her go anytime soon if he had his own way on the matter. Despite everything she never stopped looking at him and Kole found himself quite liking that fact, so much so that a spark of amused interest flickered to life in his eyes.
He never took her words as any kind of challenge.
On the contrary, he did see it as more of an invitation and the wereleopard licked his lips, tasting her upon his mouth after that brief little nip. He wouldn't say that she was sweet, he found flesh sweet, the soft skin of her lip held more of a salty edge to it along with something that was simply just her.
"And you share your 'nectar' with many, do you?" The words were almost growled against her lips, if she was nothing than some succubi jaguar whore then he'd have little use for her. He has to visit the medical center often enough because of his inability to feel certain things, he'd hate to have to go back more often because he'd contracted something nasty.
.. Could were's even catch such things? He had no idea.
His grip tightened a little in her hair, enough that he hoped to see perhaps even the slightest spark of pain in her eyes. That would be just a little something extra, a little something to make him appreciate this woman even more, he likes it when they give him what he wants.
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Post by DAHLIA JAYCE MAE on Jun 5, 2019 22:08:44 GMT 1
While Dahlia had mastered submission for survival....she had never been pushed to the point of having to "share her nectar" with anyone before. That's not to say she wouldn't have if a previous threat had wanted it or pushed for it...it had just not come to that. At least...not yet. As the male, who's name she still did not know, growled the question against her lips, Dahlia felt a single shiver run down her spine.
"No...only one other." Her eyes stared into his as she continued. "Ever."
That was the God's honest truth. She had only ever been with Alaric. In twenty two years...one man. So her nectar, to say, was still rather 'fresh' and untouched. Seeing as how she and Alaric had only mated a small handful of times.
As she felt his hand tighten it's grip on her hair, the woman tried to keep a straight face...but a single wince gave her away. Keeping her eyes on her company, she studied the spark that suddenly made his eyes their home. And by the amusement they held...she could tell her night was far from over. But where exactly it was going, she still was unsure of.
The man was seemingly interested...but Dahlia had learned by now that these people could snap back in a moment's notice. He very well could still harm her.
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Post by KOLE TALBOT HAINES on Jun 8, 2019 20:23:22 GMT 1
She had no fight in her at all.. From experience (and he has plenty of experience) they're at least sweating a little by now or attempting to get away from him. She just stood there, completely submissive, completely complacent. Not pleading, not begging to be left alone, not that he'd really done anything at this point, but considering how close he was and the grip that he had on her she should be making some sort of complaint. But she wasn't. In his mind she was practically asking for it.
Kole's smirk turned slightly less mocking and he pulled back a couple of inches to let his gaze roam over her face, "a delicate little flower," he reiterated. His fingers softened their hold in her hair as soon as she winced, that brief reaction satisfied him further that she wouldn't be fighting him.
What a find, he hadn't expected to come across somebody like this just lingering on the edges of the forest. He'd thought he'd have time before they came to hunt himself something to eat. He never thought he'd end up stumbling across this easy a piece of prey.
The wereleopard chuckled quietly, a complete lack of any warmth in the sound that trickled past his lips, "in that case, let me show you why they keep me caged," he growled softly, his tone was nothing but expectant as his free hand slid down her side to come to rest on the bare skin of her hip. His fingertips dug into her skin a little and he'd use that grip to pull her closer to his own body, close enough for him to whisper against the curve of her ear, "if you can keep yourself quiet for the next fifteen minutes I'll be nice and refrain from ripping out your throat.. Will you be a good girl?"
Kole would most definitely not be taking his time, he's on limited time before a guard comes looking for him. He'd hate to be dragged away before he's had his fill. So to speak.. If she chose now to fight, well, he'd be aiming to strike her around the head to make sure she doesn't go anywhere.
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Post by DAHLIA JAYCE MAE on Jun 8, 2019 23:24:23 GMT 1
So this was happening.
As his hand came to rest on her naked hip though, Dahlia was surprised by what sensation washed over her when she was pulled closer to him. She had expected fear to wash over her..but instead...she was overwhelmed with...hunger? Desire? Lust? She wasn't sure. All she knew was that she would comply with him.
As he growled against her, Dahlia smirked slightly. Good girl? She didn't know how to be anything but.
"Yes sir."
Was all she whispered back to him, preparing herself for him. Any normal person likely would have been frightened...but to be fair, Dahlia already associated sexual encounters with pain and beatings. She didn't know any other way.
Breathing in the air around her...the cat could smell the heat and lust in the air. The hunger was thick between both of them. Remaining completely submissive and complacent, Dahlia allowed the male to do whatever he wished with her...
((probably a good place to fade out))
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Post by KOLE TALBOT HAINES on Jun 10, 2019 16:12:01 GMT 1
Kole stretched out on the floor with a deeply satisfied and content purr that emanated deep down within him. The leopard shifter hadn't felt so relaxed in quite a while but he knew he wouldn't be forgiven by staff if Dahlia decided now to crumble and start to cry or something annoyingly similar. But then she'd promised to be good and so far she had been very good, surprisingly so in fact.
Would he compliment her on that though?
Sure as hell he will. The blonde rolled onto his hands and knees to crawl over her. His face lowered to her chest and he brushed his lips up to the dip at the bend of her neck where he breathed in their mixed scent before letting his weight collapse down to the side of her. He wasn't so cruel as to crush her. Not without due reason. Although, part of him was tempted to wrap his fingers around her slender throat to see just how long it would take before she fought back for the simple luxury of oxygen. It was a strong enough urge that his fingers brushed gently over her neck before he let his arm just flop over her to possessively drag her closer.
It was times like these that he wished he could feel the warmth of another body against his own.
"Good girl," he mumbled lazily against her hair, "very good.." Did he need to threaten her again to keep quiet? He didn't think so. He should probably release her though, he did realise he was clinging to her in a way that satisfied the wild cat within him but made Kole himself feel a little awkward.
So he forced himself to sit up and ran a hand through his hair, he still had his socks on, but the rest of his clothing was a little scattered.. If he shifted now though he wouldn't need it. It was all standard Manson issued clothes anyway, Kole didn't come to Manson with anything.
"You're lucky I don't get out much," he added, glancing back to her with a rare grin, "or I'd keep you." He does have her scent filed away though. So there's that.
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Post by DAHLIA JAYCE MAE on Jun 14, 2019 19:45:29 GMT 1
Body resting on the soft grass on the ground, Dahlia's mind recanted the events of the past moments. Shifting her eyes to the side to observe the man next to her. He seemed satisfied and that hopefully meant good things for Dahlia's sake.
As he shifted and crawled over her, Dahlia grinned slightly at his praise. She didn't know this man...hell, she still didn't even know his name...but she often received so little praise that this taste was intoxicating to her. She had done well.
Feeling his fingers graze her neck, the female instinctively tilted her head back for him. Yet as his arm draped over her and pulled her closer, she found herself slightly confused. This man didn't exactly seem like a cuddler.
It seemed the man came to his senses too as he pushed himself up. Following his lead and raising up, Dahlia watched him. As he shot a grin back at her, the woman couldn't help but smile. His words made her chuckle softly. Keep her? She wasn't even sure what that meant. Yet, foolishly, she found herself speaking again..
"In all fairness, I wouldn't mind another run in or two..."
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Post by KOLE TALBOT HAINES on Jun 17, 2019 18:42:07 GMT 1
She wasn't going to run and tattle on him. This was good. Kole regarded her quietly for a moment after his grin faded somewhat but then he tore his attention away and moved to redress himself. Or at least to slip on his boxers, his jogging bottoms he just picked up and kept hung over his arm for the time being. Kole has been a wereleopard for a good few years, but he grew up human. You don't just walk around naked. Her he didn't mind walking around naked though, she could continue with that.
"In all fairness," he spoke, stealing her words, "I don't really care whether you'd mind or not." It wasn't as if he would have necessarily required her consent this time either. Her submissive attitude had really only worked in his favour.
Kole glanced down at his feet and made a face, the socks were dirty so he slipped them off and tossed them aside into a bush. After a quick sniff of the air it was clear that the guard hadn't come this way yet. He'd probably noticed that he was missing by now and had returned to the security office to track down exactly where he'd gone. It's not like every member of staff carries a GPS map of Manson on them. He could stay here and wait to be found, he could walk back out onto the lawns and go wait near security faster.. Or he could wander further into the forest. Make it so the more human of guards had trouble coming after him. Sure, it'd probably mean they'd send another shifter after him, perhaps even Hayes, but it could be worth the risk if he manages to hunt something in that time too.
Kole glanced back to Dahlia and frowned slightly, "can you hunt?" Together they'd take down something bigger than the pheasant or rabbit he'd end up with on his own.
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