A small Nox
The cream was smoothly rubbed onto the wound, and he didn't make a big fuss about the top being removed. He wasn't going to draw attention to it, for Gechina's modest sake, so he softly applied the suggested goo and then took out the wrappings glancing up at Gechina to make sure she was still awake. When he clarified that she was, he quickly and yet gently went about bandaging.
"There...Gechina. Here, you want on the...bed? I can lay out some blankets on it first.." He offered, raising a brow as he moved his eyes directly to her face. Then he moved, taking the towel in his hands, and stood up straight his body taunt like that of a bow string. The towel was stained with Gechina's blood, and he couldn't help but have a slight rush at the idea of having a taste of it. He could have, easily, pressed his lips against the wound and slowly licked it clean...a slight shudder shook him from his position as he turned to smile at Gechina.
"I'm afraid you'll have to stay there, I don't have any other blankets. I'll be back though, in just a bit. So you rest." He said, tossing the towel (without looking) at the bathroom door and quietly leaving the room. His foot steps were heavy, and he moved quickly his breathing coming in shuddering gasps as he went down the stairs pratically running out of his club and then sprinting in those lovely club clothes to the nearest park. The night was young, still, the starts sparkling high above as he attempted to take the soothing night air into his lungs. Although it was hardly fresh, the cars from about posioning it, and the trees could only fight toxins so much. At that time, the very trees were nearly dead, the leaves fluttering in the slight breeze. Words drifted towards his ears, and he sharply turned towards the noise his mind raicing ahead. Even though it was pointless for it to do so, seeing as his instincts were kicking in.
His feet carried him to the noise, and there was a young couple speaking to one another looking to be in a fairly romantic world where they didn't notice the demon lurking in the shadows. "Mhm, what a lovely atmosphere." Nox said, softly, into the night as he stepped out into the path that the couple seemed to be traveling. A smile light up his features, although his eyes traveled up and down the pair and he slowly walked towards them. The grace in these movements alone seemed to be reserved to cats, large cats, not something anything in a human form should have on this planet. Yet here he was, walking towards them with a predatory grace as that smile played along his sensual features.
"Now, why don't you come here?" He nearly purred, his voice dropping from an average seductive tone that he reserved for speaking to females to something deeper, something more carnal. Animal. The lips peeled back from his teeth, revealing the pearly whites and two elognated teeth which he then promptly showed to the couple.
The man went first, Nox grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him into him. This was a more savage death, his teeth ripping the tender flesh displayed so readily at the corded neck of the man the blood gushing from his artery and other small veins as Nox ripped away a large chunk of flesh the blood gushing into his mouth and slowly working its way down to cover his chin. The man was dead, and now that he'd started he could hardly stop, he'd tasted that sweet seductive life blood and wanted more. Turning those mismatched eyes to the girl, who looked to be shocked into place, he grinned figuring he must have looked like one of the most horrible things she'd seen. The blood spilt down his front, and his lips coated in it, with her romantic partner lay dieing on the path next to him.
If there had been any female demons, ones who shared in the same hobbys as him, he might of had an even better night after taking the blood from these two. Sex, normally, was assosiated with the consumption of blood. Why? Because it was so much easier to take a small bite in the height of pleasure, and simply heal it over using some of ones own blood. Raising his hand, he slowly moved his pointer finger towards him, rolling it slightly in the universal signal for 'come here'. The signal must have broken the woman from her shock induced stupor, for now she gathered a breath and was about to scream and bolt when Nox wrapped his arms around her slender waist, pressing his blood coated lips against hers and kissing her passionately in an attempt to get her to shut up. The attempt worked, causing the woman to go limp in his grasp rather then struggle against the encircling arms that held her.
"It's okay. This'll be great." He said, intending to make it sweeter for the female then it had been for her dead companion. Pressing one of his slender, crimson fingers, against the womans temple he slowly licked up the side of her neck earning a shudder from the captive female. The images, now, that were sent into that womans cranium were ones that could only be lived out in fanatsies. Those deep dark little corners of her mind were invaded, easily, by the demon, and from them he pulled out her dark little desires inserting himself into them and forcing the images into her mind. The woman, subject to a state of pure estacy, began to make all the noises one would expect of a female engaging in sexual intercourse.
A sly smil curved Nox's lips, as he licked up that long, soft, neck once more and then pulled those kissable lips back from bloody teeth and slowly slid them into that fleshy surface, easily pierecing the skin and a swell of blood came up which he eagerly began to swallow. A hicky was all that would remain on this girls neck when he was done. The mark of him sucking away her life, as she enjoyed more pleasure then she'd ever had in her entire life time. Those eyes slid shut as he felt the blood fill him, felt his body become energized, his heart speed up and his cheeks flush slightly. The heart beat slowly drifted away, and Nox pulled those elognated teeth from the woman's neck with a gasp, his eyes half-lided as if he were drugged. Which, in a way, he was. The blood high was a different kind of drug, although it was usually attained through other various methods this would do just as well. Dropping the now dead corpse of the woman he squatted down, touching each and letting out a slow chuckle as each of them began to decomse quickly and in a manner of moments were nothing more then a spec of dirt. The blood was still on his lips, and chin, and all over his front but he could hardly care as he rose to his feet swaying slightly and laughing once more. It seemed that a shower would be in order.
Moving, just as quickly as he had to get to the park, he was back at the club in a matter of moments after the death of two unknown pedestrians. The club was silent, now, save for the bouncer who didn't question the oddity of the owner showing up in such a manner. In fact, to anyone else, it didn't even seem to bother him. Although Nox knew that the bouncer didn't even see him, thanks to gifts unknown to the bouncer.
Slowly he drug his feet up the stairs, pulling off his clothes as he went each one disinigrating into nothing more then dust in the air until he finally reached the top of the stairs. When he did, he entered the room that Gechina was in without even considering her condition and went to the bathroom. The one with the giant marble tub, one he wouldn't mind soaking in for a period of time.
Shutting the door quietly, he turned on the water and sat on the edge of the tub just easing into the high he was surfing on for the moment. The tub began to fill and he slowly slid into it, leaning back against the marble as he relaxed feeling the blood work its way through every single pore in his body. He felt so much better, and it seemed as if he'd been denying himself something for so long. But now, he knew, it was better to take sips occasionally. As he felt the strengths of the past returning to him. As he slowly sank deeper into his thoughts, it hit him. What would Gechina think? Did she need to know? What the hell had he just done...? With a sad little sigh he decided these questions would be answered at a later date. One when he wasn't so...drugged on blood.
"There...Gechina. Here, you want on the...bed? I can lay out some blankets on it first.." He offered, raising a brow as he moved his eyes directly to her face. Then he moved, taking the towel in his hands, and stood up straight his body taunt like that of a bow string. The towel was stained with Gechina's blood, and he couldn't help but have a slight rush at the idea of having a taste of it. He could have, easily, pressed his lips against the wound and slowly licked it clean...a slight shudder shook him from his position as he turned to smile at Gechina.
"I'm afraid you'll have to stay there, I don't have any other blankets. I'll be back though, in just a bit. So you rest." He said, tossing the towel (without looking) at the bathroom door and quietly leaving the room. His foot steps were heavy, and he moved quickly his breathing coming in shuddering gasps as he went down the stairs pratically running out of his club and then sprinting in those lovely club clothes to the nearest park. The night was young, still, the starts sparkling high above as he attempted to take the soothing night air into his lungs. Although it was hardly fresh, the cars from about posioning it, and the trees could only fight toxins so much. At that time, the very trees were nearly dead, the leaves fluttering in the slight breeze. Words drifted towards his ears, and he sharply turned towards the noise his mind raicing ahead. Even though it was pointless for it to do so, seeing as his instincts were kicking in.
His feet carried him to the noise, and there was a young couple speaking to one another looking to be in a fairly romantic world where they didn't notice the demon lurking in the shadows. "Mhm, what a lovely atmosphere." Nox said, softly, into the night as he stepped out into the path that the couple seemed to be traveling. A smile light up his features, although his eyes traveled up and down the pair and he slowly walked towards them. The grace in these movements alone seemed to be reserved to cats, large cats, not something anything in a human form should have on this planet. Yet here he was, walking towards them with a predatory grace as that smile played along his sensual features.
"Now, why don't you come here?" He nearly purred, his voice dropping from an average seductive tone that he reserved for speaking to females to something deeper, something more carnal. Animal. The lips peeled back from his teeth, revealing the pearly whites and two elognated teeth which he then promptly showed to the couple.
The man went first, Nox grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him into him. This was a more savage death, his teeth ripping the tender flesh displayed so readily at the corded neck of the man the blood gushing from his artery and other small veins as Nox ripped away a large chunk of flesh the blood gushing into his mouth and slowly working its way down to cover his chin. The man was dead, and now that he'd started he could hardly stop, he'd tasted that sweet seductive life blood and wanted more. Turning those mismatched eyes to the girl, who looked to be shocked into place, he grinned figuring he must have looked like one of the most horrible things she'd seen. The blood spilt down his front, and his lips coated in it, with her romantic partner lay dieing on the path next to him.
If there had been any female demons, ones who shared in the same hobbys as him, he might of had an even better night after taking the blood from these two. Sex, normally, was assosiated with the consumption of blood. Why? Because it was so much easier to take a small bite in the height of pleasure, and simply heal it over using some of ones own blood. Raising his hand, he slowly moved his pointer finger towards him, rolling it slightly in the universal signal for 'come here'. The signal must have broken the woman from her shock induced stupor, for now she gathered a breath and was about to scream and bolt when Nox wrapped his arms around her slender waist, pressing his blood coated lips against hers and kissing her passionately in an attempt to get her to shut up. The attempt worked, causing the woman to go limp in his grasp rather then struggle against the encircling arms that held her.
"It's okay. This'll be great." He said, intending to make it sweeter for the female then it had been for her dead companion. Pressing one of his slender, crimson fingers, against the womans temple he slowly licked up the side of her neck earning a shudder from the captive female. The images, now, that were sent into that womans cranium were ones that could only be lived out in fanatsies. Those deep dark little corners of her mind were invaded, easily, by the demon, and from them he pulled out her dark little desires inserting himself into them and forcing the images into her mind. The woman, subject to a state of pure estacy, began to make all the noises one would expect of a female engaging in sexual intercourse.
A sly smil curved Nox's lips, as he licked up that long, soft, neck once more and then pulled those kissable lips back from bloody teeth and slowly slid them into that fleshy surface, easily pierecing the skin and a swell of blood came up which he eagerly began to swallow. A hicky was all that would remain on this girls neck when he was done. The mark of him sucking away her life, as she enjoyed more pleasure then she'd ever had in her entire life time. Those eyes slid shut as he felt the blood fill him, felt his body become energized, his heart speed up and his cheeks flush slightly. The heart beat slowly drifted away, and Nox pulled those elognated teeth from the woman's neck with a gasp, his eyes half-lided as if he were drugged. Which, in a way, he was. The blood high was a different kind of drug, although it was usually attained through other various methods this would do just as well. Dropping the now dead corpse of the woman he squatted down, touching each and letting out a slow chuckle as each of them began to decomse quickly and in a manner of moments were nothing more then a spec of dirt. The blood was still on his lips, and chin, and all over his front but he could hardly care as he rose to his feet swaying slightly and laughing once more. It seemed that a shower would be in order.
Moving, just as quickly as he had to get to the park, he was back at the club in a matter of moments after the death of two unknown pedestrians. The club was silent, now, save for the bouncer who didn't question the oddity of the owner showing up in such a manner. In fact, to anyone else, it didn't even seem to bother him. Although Nox knew that the bouncer didn't even see him, thanks to gifts unknown to the bouncer.
Slowly he drug his feet up the stairs, pulling off his clothes as he went each one disinigrating into nothing more then dust in the air until he finally reached the top of the stairs. When he did, he entered the room that Gechina was in without even considering her condition and went to the bathroom. The one with the giant marble tub, one he wouldn't mind soaking in for a period of time.
Shutting the door quietly, he turned on the water and sat on the edge of the tub just easing into the high he was surfing on for the moment. The tub began to fill and he slowly slid into it, leaning back against the marble as he relaxed feeling the blood work its way through every single pore in his body. He felt so much better, and it seemed as if he'd been denying himself something for so long. But now, he knew, it was better to take sips occasionally. As he felt the strengths of the past returning to him. As he slowly sank deeper into his thoughts, it hit him. What would Gechina think? Did she need to know? What the hell had he just done...? With a sad little sigh he decided these questions would be answered at a later date. One when he wasn't so...drugged on blood.