fightlog-bdbrw

[fightlog-bdbrw]

Scouted for the Brotherhood

@Qhuinn_BDBRW @Tehrror_BDBRW @Rhage_BDBRW Rhys: |Izzy had a booked night at her shop and I had my normal shift at the bar then a fight to get to. She was upset she couldn't see my match but I told her we would have our own match when we both got home. She said yes to my proposal. In all my years I never expected to find a female I would bond with. Before we parted I kissed her forehead and told her to call me if her asshole brother showed up. My shift at Razors went rather fast for once. Maybe it was because I was looking forward to getting in the ring tonight. Or the fact that I had a beautiful female to go home to. We didn't discuss living arrangements yet but I gave her my spare key and told her not to wait up for me. After I cashed out, I said my goodbyes to Max and Ally, grabbed my gear from the office and headed to the warehouse. Tonight's fight was a big cash prize. I needed to win tonight. I had a female to provide for now and had to do right by her. Heading to my locker, I dropped my bag on the splintered bench and pulled my gear out. Thankfully it was quiet in the locker room. Most of the guys avoided me since my last fight. I changed out of my work clothes and pulled on my red shorts. The whole time I kept the image of Izzy and what that hairless rat I fought the last time said in my brain. It kept me on point. I wasn't fighting to blow off steam anymore. I was fighting for her honor and our life together. I took my tape out next and began taping my knuckles as I headed to where the match ups were posted. Scanning the lineup, I saw I was the last match and I was going again Crusher. Fuck. He was a vamp and had been in the underground scene for a few years now. Got his nickname for crushing his opponents into the mats. Most didn't walk out of the ring on their own two feet after he got through with them. I was determined not to wind up like one of them. Seeing as I had some time, I sent off a quick text to Izzy, telling her I loved her and hoped she had a good night before I started to warm up.| JM:  Not having any direct training contact with the trainees, I still liked to fuck with the little shits. I loved to wander around the dorms. I felt like the drill sergeant watching the trainees straighten up and look tough. It reminded me of myself before and after my transition, granted the memories were not pleasant but it made fucking with them a mini vacation for my aggression. Since I have been haunting the dorms and the training center, I would sometimes catch little bits of whispered conversations. I would hear ‘fight’ and ‘cage’ and ‘underground. Interesting. I wanted to know more. I was hoping none of the trainees were fighting somewhere. Having your brains scrambled was not good. I cornered one of the little shits. *Standing to my full height, I look down and write*  tell me about this underground fighting! I thought he would piss himself. With voice shaking, he told me about the fight clubs. *Writing* where and when are these fights? Are any of the trainees fighting?  Thought he would shrink, he was shaking so hard. He said the trainees went and watched once in awhile, but no one fought. He said there was a fight tonight and told me where. I assured him I would not rat him out, this was between us. I told him he needed all his energy to get through his training. *Laughing, I went outside and dematted to the warehouse district.* It was quiet, I saw lot’s of cars. There were a few big bruisers near the door. Walking up, I saw the entrance fee written on a blackboard. *Handing over the money, I smile seeing the trepidation in the big goons eyes. I wander in. It smells like blood, sweat and fear. Looking around, I see a chain link cage* One man is down and the other is being heralded the winner. The cheering and money changing hands is amazing. Standing off to the side of the cage, the announcer states this is the last bout of the night. He introduces “Crusher” the place erupts with some cheers but, mostly boos. Then he introduces “Rabid Rhys”. The place goes crazy. Obviously, this guy is the favorite. Two vamps fighting, I settle into the corner to watch the action. Rhys: |Finally it was my match. The warehouse was packed tonight and I heard some talk of people placing their bets on me because I was the underdog in this fight. Sure Crusher was large but you know what they say, the bigger they are the harder they fall. And that's what I intended to do, make him fall face first into the mat. My name was announced and I walked out the doors and through the crowd. Cheers and boos echoed off the walls as I stepped inside the ring. The ref did his usual pat down of Crusher first, then me. He went over the rules for a “clean fight”, all the while I was bouncing on the balls of my feet and sizing up my opponent. Adrenaline shot through my veins as the bell rang. Crusher started circling me, sizing me up and calculating his first move. Unfortunately for him, he took too long and I swept his legs from under him when he began to close in on me. His back hit the mat with a loud thud. The crowd roared and got to their feet. I didn't waste a minute as I went down to the mat and let my fists fly, my knuckles connecting with his jaw. The ref came over and urged me back on my feet, giving Crusher a few seconds to stand and get his bearings. He shook the stars from his sight and let out a war cry before charging me. His broad shoulder hitting me square in the gut and pushing me back against the cage. Instinctively, I brought my knee up, connecting with his ribs as I elbowed his temple. He got a few good hits in before I forced him back, putting space between us. Blood filled my mouth from his right jab and I spit it on the mat. This was going to be a tough fight but I was determined to win for Izzy. | JM: Man, the action is fast in this type of fighting. I’m used to fistfighting or grapling, maybe, martial arts. This is a mash-up of all, and brutal. This guy, “Rabid Rhys” is impressive. He picks his moment, he studies his opponent. He reads him, times his hit and goes for the moment when he spots it! The other guy is big, but big is not always what will win. Being in shape, smart and calculating is a big part of being a winner. Interesting I think. We teach one on one fighting but, this covers all the forms of fighting we would face while on patrol. I straighten up, watching the crowd. Big money is circulating here. I guess that is what brings everyone here. That is what brings the fighters I guess. Big money for having your bell rung? The humans are really at a disadvantage here! *Grabbing my phone* I text Qhuinn and Rhage: Have you two heard about the Underground Fight circuit? You have to see the fighting here. I think we, and the trainees could benefit from learning this style of fighting. Our enemy won’t know what to expect. Hone in on my phone, get yo asses down here ASAP! Rhage: *Hearing my phone go off, I slow down my run on the treadmill reading the text. I think to myself Holy Scribe underground fighting ring. I can see a lot of young humans and  vampire kids alike thinking they are bad and getting into this. I'm not sure this type of fighting would be good but maybe we can see some young males have some potential for trainees. I fire back a text to JM I’ll be there soon”. I turn off the treadmill wipe off and head for my shower. I kiss Mary and tell her that JM thinks he found something interesting and I'll be back close to dawn. She lets me know she has some work at safehouse I shower and and dress ready for anything check my daggers and glock and demote to the address he sent me.* Qhuinn: I had just finished the fourth glass of bourbon when the message came in. My gaze that had been focused on the TV screen in a quite blank and bored way shifted to my phone and I took it to read the message. [Benefit from cage fighters? Are you kidding me?] I stared at the screen before shaking my head. I just couldn't take this message serious. Of course I knew about these fights but benefit from them just sounded surreal. I looked around in the bedroom and a sigh followed by a low growl escaped my lips. Where was he? He should be here by now but he clearly wasn't. I just poured myself another drink but just took two more sips from the glass before I got up. Maybe some distraction would be better than drowning my thoughts with Bourbon. [Be there in a minute] I hit the send-button and got dressed. After checking the weapons I demoted to the place JM wrote me. My body was tense and I was trying to focus on this situation to clear my mind from all those damn feelings and thoughts. Worry, Anger, Jealousy, Despair….there was no place for all of this shit right here and now. I walked towards the entrance and after paying stepped inside the huge hall. JM: Still holding up the wall near the cage. My gaze wanders and I see Qhuinn. He spots me and I wave him over. Qhuinn: It wasn't that hard to spot JM as we were both taller than the majority of people around. I could feel several eyes on my as I made my way through the hall towards my best friend. A slight smile curled my lips once I reached him and I slightly tilted my head. “wanna earn some extra money?“ I nodded towards the cage and focused my eyes on the fight for a moment and arched a brow. I had to admit that this wasn't bad at all. “we should give this guy a real challenge.“ I looked back to JM glad that this situation was blurring my thoughts and emotions...at least better than the alcohol before. JM: *sign* Not me man. I like my brain sitting solid, not scrambled. Just wait until Rhage gets his peepers in here. This fighting style, it would cover anything we find on the field while patrolling. Plus, it would be fun to mess the trainees up a bit. This shit is crazy. I wonder if anybody here would train us? Rhage: *walking through the crowds feeling everyone eyeing me I smell fear and blood. I think to myself what the hell people trying to kill each other for fun I laugh my kinda fun. I scan the crowd and see my two boys standing out taller than the rest, I make my way over and nudge them* Hey boys,  fight and I’ll place my bets on you two for the win. JM:  *Sign* Yeah, and you just splain’ black eyes, bruises and the like to Mary, don’t think it’s worth it. But, just look at that fighting. You gotta have gonads to get in there and mix it up like that. I haven’t been here all that long, but, I would love to have this style of fighting come naturally. You two agree on the possibilities? Qhuinn: “Hey man“ I nodded in Rhage’s direction and my eyes slightly sparkled. “Yeah. I’d be totally in for a fight but our friend here thinks that this guy would scramble our brains with his style of fighting.“ I looked at JM before focussing on the fight again crossing my arms. Yes this guy was good but this was just show after all. This was just for money...not for survival but it definitely seemed to be an effective way to reduce energy and aggression. “You think they have a free place on their fighting list?“ I mumbled lowly but loud enough for the brothers to hear. Rhage: I like this kind of fighting but I don’t think the King would let us put this in our training, it does have its advantages on getting aggression out. *I look back up at the ring to watch the next fighters come out as I see the next kid come out I can tell he’s a vamp civilian at that.  I shake my head as I know this is going to be a slaughter* Look at this vamp kid the human he’s going to fight won’t have a chance on him. Rhys: |I was slowly getting the upper hand on Crusher although my ribs would say otherwise. His large frame was swaying like a willow tree in the wind. I knew I had to take the final blow before he got his bearings and I lost momentum. Gauging his swaying I pulled my right fist back and connected with his temple. I followed up with a flying roundhouse kick straight to his sternum sending him flat on his back and seeing tweetie birds spinning around his head. The ref came over and checked to make sure he was breathing and just knocked out. Bending at the waist, I pulled out my mouth guard and tried to catch my breath. Still undefeated. The crowd roared as the ref took my arm and raised it in victory. Once I could breath normal, I stood to my full height and did the victor wave thing before exiting the cage. People stopped me for pictures and congratulatory hand shakes or pats on the back, which normally I took with stride. Tonight however, I just wanted to shower, get my caddy and get home to Izzy.| JM:   *sign* Rhage, you and Qhuinn are  more one on one with the trainees, what do you think about what we just saw? You think we got something to add to the training?  Your more senior Rhage. How do we proceed here? Rhage: *sighs* I like some of what I seen, but the King I don't think he'd like it. We can talk to him about it and see what he would want to do. I think we need to get that fighter to the compound. *turns to Qhuinn* Qhuinn, you and JM get his attention and see if he will come talk to us about the brotherhood. I'm going to call V. Qhuinn: “The king would definitely kick our asses if he knew what we're doing here but I think this guy could give us some pretty good input.“ I looked at Rhage and a slight smile curled my lips. “getting his attention? Easy thing.“ I straightened and narrowed my gaze a bit before making my way through the crowd. Amused I noticed that most people were stepping aside instinctively. I walked over to the guy blocking his way and looked directly into his eyes. “hey mate. We need to talk. Although I wouldn't say no to a decent fight as well. But we better move that to sometime later.“ I smirked at the stranger. “no questions..just know that you won't regret it. In fact you should feel honored.“ I shrugged and watched every movement..just to be prepared and make sure. Rhys: |I was almost to the locker room door when a big ass male stepped in front of me. His shoulders were massive, his mismatched eyes hard and those piercings a little intimidating if you met him in a dark alley. He was a warrior that much was a given. What he wanted with me however, I had no clue. If he was a warrior, he certainly didn't need my help learning fighting skills. If he wanted to fight, he needed to talk to #BigPaul. | Look buddy, I just had my ass beat ten ways to Sunday. I have a female to get home to and I need a shower and my ribs taped. If you want to fight in the ring, find Big Paul. Unless you're a meathead I don't think you need any fight training. If you want to talk, follow me to the locker room. |I walked passed him, not really caring if he followed or not and made my way through the door. I grabbed my towel and went straight for the makeshift showers | JM: I keep behind Qhuinn and slightly to his left. Just keeping our sizes well noticed.  *I smile* as I watch everyone part to let us pass. After the brief statement by the fighter, we follow him to the locker room. I will let Qhuinn do the talking. Most people don’t know what to make of my signing. I put my hand briefly on Qhuinn’s shoulder to let him know I have his back. Qhuinn: The first glance he gave me was slightly irritated. But he didn't seem to be much of a talker after all. One part of me simply wanted to step in his way to stop him...no matter how but I somehow could imagine that this wouldn't improve the conversation that much. And after all we were the ones that wanted something from that guy. So I did my best to stay calm which was all but easy. The frustration, the despair, all those thoughts and the high energy level made my body a time bomb that was about to explode. But for now I was as calm as I could possibly be and followed the fighter. Once we reached the locker room I felt a hand on my shoulder and nodded in John's direction. I was glad that he was there. He truly was someone to rely on and that was what I needed more than anything else. I pulled up one corner of the mouth and showed him a crooked smile. “I am Qhuinn and this is my friend John. We saw your style of fighting and well...yeah….I think impressive would be the right way to explain it.“ I shrugged and leaned to the wall. “We would be quite interested in learning some of your moves and I am sure you could use a bunch of challenging sparring partners. So it'd be a situation we’d all benefit from.“ I looked over to John for approval and then back to the stranger. “What do you say?“ Rhys: |I look at the two males and listen to their pitch. Granted I already told them that I wasn't a trainer but I figured that telling them again would only cause grief on all ends.| Look I appreciate  what you're offering, but what do I get out of this deal? Like I said before, you guys look like you can handle yourself. So I'm a bit confused as to why you want me to show you my moves. Rhage: *after a quick talk with V about the fighters style he thought the same as me let's see what the King think then let's see what the male has get him to the compound and we can go from there I sigh and make my way through the doors into the locker room. The looks I'm getting from everyone backing up out of my way kinda makes a male feel pretty good. I make my way over to the males while they are talking with the fighter all all I hear is what do I get out of it? That kind of made me irritated* How about knowing your going to help save our race that should be enough kid? *I look him up and down with the sneer on my face* And how about serving your king who has fought all his life protecting you. *I turn my back and I quickly call the King and he wants to hear and have the fighting style told to him. He wants to know everything about the style he has so he wants him brought to the compound as well.* Rhys: |The king? Saving the race? Fuck I screwed up here. Running a hand through my hair I looked at the newest arrival to the locker room.| You’re a Brother aren’t you? |I scanned the male with the movie star looks and immediately felt like an ass. If he was a Brother, that means they are recruiting me. And I just royally fucked up| I meant no disrespect. They didn't tell me anything other than they wanted me to show them some of my moves. I get that a lot and just thought they wanted me to train them for ring fighting. If what you are saying is true then sign me up. Qhuinn: The reaction the cage fighter showed was all but satisfying. My hands balled to fists as I felt anger and frustration taking over which wasn't a good combination to all the unused energy in my body. Who did he think he was? I frowned and was close to losing my patience when Hollywood suddenly took over. And his clear words didn't fail its purpose. Maybe I should have mentioned the king before because this was definitely impressing this guy. I took a step back leaving the stage to the other brother and crossed my arms. I looked to JM and slightly shrugged calming down again. “Sign you up?“ I let out an amused chuckle. “First we need to find out if you are worth that man.“ I stated arching a brow. Rhage: *I turn back and look at him with a narrow eyes* Have you join oh no, kid you have to go through extensive training first anyway even if we thought about having you join. We just want to show the king your style kid. Grab your shit let's go you're already getting on my nerves. * I turn and get ready to head out looking at everyone irritated. Who does he think he is? Like we are just going to let him join the brotherhood.* Rhys: |Grabbing my gear I fall in line behind the rest of the males. I shoot a quick text to Izzy to let her know I won't be right home. Scribe what did I just get myself into?|

[fightlog-bdbrw]

Izzy's Secret

Izzy: -I walked over to the kitchen in Rhys’ place and opened the refrigerator door. It was a classic hodgepodge of bachelor food with the few add-ins I'd purchased. So as I grabbed a juice I chuckled. Mine male had a penchant for all things work out related and it made me fall that much more for him. As I take a sip of juice my phone chimes from the text that comes in- Oh.. damn… -juice droplets run down my chin as I fish my phone from my purse at the same time I put the small juice bottle down and find a paper towel- Rhys would get a kick out of this if he was here. -he’d been called into his job at the bar leaving me here alone but should be back soon. The text was from one of my regular clients and was wanting to know if tomorrow would be good. I reply for him and his girl to stop in at #InkedDominion after sundown. All my regulars got a kick out of my hours and it totally clicked with my wardrobe style. So win-win for me. As I put my cell back I look out the window and my mind drifts back to when I was a young, scared girl with no idea what the world had to offer. That was when my father arranged for me to meet someone I didn't know and they attacked me. When I got home broken, bruised and bloody he'd yelled at me for betraying him and his plans for power. My mahmen had sided with him out of fear and my older brother, Jarrod, had done the same. I didn't realize it but a tear had slid down my cheek as I was lost to the memory I'd sought to keep shoved into the deepest part of my brain- Rhys: |Mike called me to come in for a few hours on my night off because Stan was tied up with something. As much as I hated leaving Izzy, I could use the money. Thankfully Stan showed up a few hours later. Once I cashed out, I dematted back to my loft. Taking a couple deep breaths, I took the stairs two at a time, the need to get to Izzy driving me. We only knew each other for a short time, but she was my heart. As I opened the door, I caught the scent of morning dew. She was crying or just had cried as the scent was faint. I saw her at the window and slowly walked over to her, making sure she heard my footfalls.| Izzy? Leelan? What's wrong? Izzy: -I heard the familiar footsteps but couldn't respond until he called my name. His scent of mint and evergreen calling me as loudly as his voice. When I turn around to look at Rhys the tears glisten in my eyes- Rhys… -my voice chokes up and I simply run to him, putting my arms around his waist- Just a memory, nallum. -the word tumbling out but full of the emotions I hadn't put into words- A memory I wish I didn't have. But… -I look up into his gray eyes pleading with my gaze for him to want to hear it and for him to not abandon me- Rhys: |I catch Izzy as she throws herself in my arms. Wrapping my arms tightly around her I wish I could take her pain away. Her tears causing my chest to ache for her. Gently I kiss her head and wipe her tears from her cheeks.| Tell me Izzy. What happened? |I scoop her up, carrying her bridal style to the couch and settle down with her on my lap.| You can tell me anything. Please, let me in. It pains me to see you hurting. Izzy: -I lay my head against your chest letting the warmth of your skin and your scent calm me. I lift my head up once I'm settled safely on your lap and leans into the caress of your fingers as you wipe away the dampness off my cheeks- Don't hate me. -the nagging fear of being abandoned by someone I held close to me ran deep in my psyche I couldn't help it and right now I felt vulnerable- I feel for you things I never thought was possible. I don't want to lose you, nallum. Not… like… my birth family. Please. -I cup your face the best I can in my hands to hold your gaze with mine. My green eyes letting you see just how deep my feelings truly ran- Rhys: |I didn't think my heart could hurt more than it did when she spoke of losing me. In that moment, my bonding scent roared to life and I wanted nothing more than to show her that she would never lose me. However I knew she needed to talk about whatever was causing her distress. Staring in her emerald eyes, I tried to convey all that I was feeling to her with my gray ones.| Leelan, you won't lose me. Nothing you can say will ever change how I feel about you. I swear upon my life that I will never walk away from you. Now….what pains you? And who do I need to kill? Izzy: -the warmth of your musk filled bonding scent invades my very pores wrapping me up in it like a blanket so that I nuzzle against your chest before our eyes lock again. My body reacting to your scent and presence as only you have ever stirred within me- It has to do with my birth family and a past I wish to forget, but one you should know of. -I delicately trace the pads of my fingers along your cheeks stopping at the corners of your lips while I inhale deeply- I was born glymera. A family of wealth and privilege but mine father always wanted more of everything. He sought power and influence. I once thought I'd do anything to gain his love so when he brought in a male I did not know outside the fact that his family's wealth and power would increase my father's status. I agreed to go out not knowing my father had promised him marriage. Once we were out things took a turn and this so called respectable male showed his true colors. I was beaten and nearly broken. He brought me home after I clawed his face disfiguring him in the process. -inhaling a shaky breath I let my emerald eyes look into the gray depths of yours for support- Mine father was enraged that a female would do such. He told me I was no daughter of his as he knocked me to the floor. Each member of my family took a shot at kicking me though my mother did hesitate before bending to my father's will. My brother, Jarrod, well he did not hesitate. He wanted his father's approval so he would have done anything ordered of him. I got away with only what I had on and the money in my pocket. -I break down into tears as the memory floods into my mind. I was sobbing as tears streamed anew and I await what you have to say. Rhys: |Softly I stroked your arm as you began to speak, thinking nothing of what you were going to say. The moment I heard you share your abuse my blood began to boil. No male should lay a hand on a female. Females were revered in our race, especially daughters. So to hear that your own father kicked you and threw you out on top of what that male did brought a growl to my lips. My hands wanted to hit something and my heart was screaming for justice. Yet I knew what you needed right now was love and support. Placing gentle hands on the sides of your face, I capture your lips with mine.| Those animals are not your family and are certainly not worthy of being called glymera. They should be tied down and beaten like they did to you. I do not think any less of you. In fact, you have made me love you more. You rose up from a horrid experience and made you who you are today. Fuck family. You got me now and I will make sure no harm comes to you again. Izzy: -as your lips touch mine I feel the peace of acknowledgement but your words soothed my soul… the one I'd thought was beyond the memory of the past but there was more- I am so thankful for you being in my life. So much in fact that I cannot put it into words. -my words coming between kisses before I meet your eyes once more- But there is more.. -I weighed your reaction in your gaze before continuing- My brother is still alive and I have seen him in my shop. He spoke of my birth parents being in the Fade before he bolted from the premises. -lays a hand over your heart- I know I shouldn't but a piece of me wants to mourn mine mahmen and their passing, but another says good riddance. I'm not sure which would be best. -my voice holds the uncertainty that I feel- Rhys: |Seeing you smile, even for the briefest moment sends my heart to heaven. I will forever make sure there is always a smile on your face. Nodding slightly, I understand your feelings about your parents, yet part of me is happy they are no longer here.| I am not going to tell you what you should or should not do, just as I cannot tell you how to feel. I will tell you this though, you should try to make peace with them. Otherwise, the past will forever haunt you. Mourn, scream, cry at them. Tell them how what they did to you made you feel. And tell them what an incredible female you have become. As for your brother, if he steps foot near you again, I want to know. I do not want him near you. Not now, not ever. And Scribe help him if I find him. Izzy: -leans my forehead to yours for a moment then pulls back with a soft smile on my lips- Thank you for hearing me out and giving me your opinion. I'll have to figure it all out and mourn them in some way. The screaming at them sounds like a plan. -gently brushes my lips against yours before nodding- I will let you know if he appears at any point. That's a promise but know that I have questions for him. I want to know what happened to my birth parents even if I have to take a pound or more of his flesh to get it. I may not be their daughter in name but my blood is still theirs. Rhys: I understand that, I do, but I would appreciate it if you waited until I was with you. From what you have told me, I don't trust him. |I kiss your forehead and pull you close to me, wrapping my arms around you as if I could shield you from the world outside.| If anything happened to you, I don't know what I would do Izzy. You are my world. |Burying my head in your hair, I inhale your sweet cinnamon scent, letting it calm me.| Izzy: -nods my head gently as you breathe in the scent of my hair and my natural scent before shifting on your lap as I lift my head to look at your face- I promise to do my best. As for losing someone I would follow you should something happen to you. You are my other half. I didn't even know I was missing that piece until we met. -looks into your gray eyes nervously as the words simply tumble out- Did I say too much? Rhys: |laughs softly and kisses your nose.| You haven’t said too much. I love you Izzy. I didn't know what I was missing in my life until I met you. Would I be saying too much if I say I want your name on my back? |I look deeply in your emerald eyes and know that if I had to, I would wait forever for you or gladly lay down my life for yours.| Izzy: -blinks a couple of times to let your words sink in before a smile spreads across my lips. “He loves me!”, on repeat in my head as happy tears well in my eyes- Well you get my name inked and yours will be on mine. -I can't contain my utter happiness any longer and would be screaming my next words if not for the kisses I place on your lips between each one- I -kiss- love -kiss- you. -eases my tongue between your lips halting all words as I eagerly seek to show you with actions how deep my love is- Rhys: |I wrap my arms tighter around you and push myself up from the couch, kissing you while making my way to the bed. My bonding scent flaring at your declaration of love. Yes I wanted your name inked on my skin but also carved. I would tell you that at a later time. Right now I just wanted you. I sit down on the edge of the bed, straddling your legs over mine. Slowly I lift the hem of your shirt, breaking the kiss just long enough to pull it over your head and tossing it aside.| I love you too Izzy. Forever and unto the Fade. Izzy: -wrapping my legs around your waist when you stand up. My lips never leaving yours until I feel the bed give beneath us and your hands lift my shirt up- Unto the Fade and Beyond. -whispering huskily as I arch up to help you get my shirt off then reaches my hands out gripping the hem of your t-shirt and tugs upwards letting the palms of my hands skim up over your abs towards your chest as it’s exposed- Rhys: |A possessive growl comes from deep down in my chest at your touch, your fingers igniting a fire within me. My cock hardens instantly, tenting against my jean clad thighs. My mind had two things going through it, mark you and make you shellan and find your fucker of a brother and put the fear of Rabid Rhys in him. One would have to wait until later, but the other I could do now. At least half of it. Before I could stop the words coming out of my mouth, I speak in the old language.| My dearest Izzy, I lay my heart, soul, and body in your hands. I would be blessed and honored if you would be my shellan. Izzy: -your growl vibrates to the deepest, most intimate of places inside me sending a surge of heat and moisture between my thighs while your words sink to my very soul. Everything in me is in sync with you. Your expression of intent and desire speaking to my innermost thoughts and desires- My heart, my soul, my all is yours. I would be honored to be your shellan and to have you as mine hellren. -the words flowing from inside me expressing how deep my feelings run while my cinnamon and sugar scent grows more heated and I drag my nails down your sides then feverishly moves my fingers to unfasten the waist of your jeans I needed your skin on mine… /in/ mine marking me inside and out- Rhys… I want you… -shakes my head from side to side- No I /need/ you on me and inside me in every way possible. -my body was literally aching driving me to beg and plead to be fully and utterly claimed as only you could ever do- Rhys: |Hearing your acceptance of my proposal brings my bonding scent out of me. The mixture of your sweet scent and arousal combined with my evergreen and mint musk is a perfect combination, just like us. I lift my hips up, letting you work my jeans down my legs, my cock springing towards your sex as if it had a homing beacon on it.| Your wish is my command my shellan. It is my pleasure to pleasure you. |In one swift motion, I have you on your back and your pants ripped off. Spreading your legs, I dip my head, inhaling your arousal. Separating your glistening folds, I push one finger deep inside your wetness, swirling it around until I find your sweet spot. Dipping my head, I suck your clit between my lips, nipping just enough to cause pleasure and pain| So beautiful Izzy. You are perfect and you are mine! Izzy: -the smell of your bonding coupled with the evergreen and mint of your natural scent mingling with the cinnamon and sugar heat of my arousal was enough to drive me to the brink of insanity. My hands work your jeans off then I have to bite my lip when I catch sight of your cock springing forth- Rhys… -your name comes out a husky moan as I grab your hair with one hand and the sheets beside my hip with the other when your mouth lays claim to my swollen clit while your fingers swirl inside my wet folds until you find the sweet spot within and I cry out as I arch my back off the bed and my eyes flutter closed as every sensation feels like the first time- Mine.. Nallum.. -each word breathed out more aching and need filled than the next as I start to roll my hips to grind against the pressure of your hand and adding to the pain/pleasure combo of your teeth nipping and sucking on my far too sensitive clit- Rhys: |Your cries of pure ecstasy are music to my ears. I drive another digit into you dripping pussy lapping your sweet cream. The bite of you pulling my hair making my aching cock that much harder. Before you can have your release, I rise above you, capturing your lips with mine and slam balls deep into your waiting cunt. Your walls milking my length with every thrust I pound you with. Roughly I palm your tit, pinching your nipple through the thin fabric you are still wearing. It as though a switch was flipped and I wanted nothing more than you to be covered in my scent. No male would come near you after tonight.| Take from me all you need leelan. Take all of me. Izzy: -the lace of my bra is all that is between your palm and my breast and it is too much distance. My legs lift and wrap around your waist as a mewling cry of pleasure rushes past my lips when your thick cock slams deep inside my waiting core. The sensations seem to increase tenfold as I roll my hips against yours while my inner folds tighten and seek to milk your length of all you have to offer- Bra.. Off! -my tone was of demanding need before my fangs elongate to their fullest and sinks into the flesh above the pulsepoint in your neck. The fingers of one hand tug at your short hair to angle your head to one side while the other claws down your back to grip one of your ass cheeks to urge you for more as my body seems to know no limit to its desire and craving for the one male who is mine- Rhys: Fuck me! |My balls draw up, dangerously close to falling over the edge when your fangs pierce my skin. My own descend, shredding the lace covering your ample breasts and sinking in just beside your nipple. Your sweet nectar coating my parched throat, urging my hips to piston faster. One hand palms your ass, lifting your hips to an angle,letting me go deeper. Sweat begins to bead on my brow, my muscles tremble from exertion but the need for your release keeps me going.| Let go leelan….let everything go. Izzy: -as the warmth of your blood flows down my throat filling cells I didn’t even know were famished I roll my hips faster. The feel of your fangs piercing the flesh of my breast sends another wave of heat to my womb so that my inner folds tighten harder before I seal the wounds on your neck with a swipe of my tongue and let out a scream of pleasure never heard before and feels the rush of my cream flowing out between us coating us both in my liquid heat- Nallum mine… I love you! -my words growing louder as my orgasm seems to never ebb but rather increases in intensity with every thrust of your hips- Rhys: |I feel the moment you let go, your orgasm choking my length until I fill you with my seed. I toss my head back, roaring out my release, still thrusting deep inside your heat. Once I feel our bodies slow down, I gently roll off you, pulling you to my chest. I kiss the top of your head and wrap my arms around you.| I love you too Izzy. You have made me the happiest male on earth this night. I promise I will never leave you and I will protect you with my life. Izzy: -my body is covered by a fine sheen of sweat as every thrust sends my mind into the stratosphere and I’m left clinging to you as my center. I feel the heat of your release spread within me so that your scent invades every inch of me inside and out- We are the two happiest people on earth. -my words are only whispered as a roll onto your chest. My body utterly sated for the time being and I slip my hand down your side to rest on your hip- I want none other than you. To the Fade and beyond.

[fightlog-bdbrw]

Finding what we didn't know we needed

Isabel: -tonight was my night off from the shop and I must admit I was nervous as to what I might be walking in to. Sam and Ashe had looked around like they expected to get shot when Sam had slipped about his side job as a fighter. It was the way they dropped their voices that told me this was no above board, sanctioned fighting but rather the no holds barred bare knuckle type that I’d heard about taking place in random underground locations around town.. I pulled my panties up over my hips and fastened my bra while thinking over what Sam and Ashe had talked about while I'd worked on each of their new tats. Judging by the slight crook to Sam’s nose along with a scar above his lip I'd have to say that he had taken a few punches to the face. It all added in to the way they talked about some of the various fighters who called their circuit home so as I zipped up my ripped black jeans I made a mental note to be on my guard then found the heels I wanted to wear that completed my outfit. I grabbed my keys off the table then adjusted my midriff baring crop top before slinging my purse across my shoulder. This was my most feminine get up, but I wanted to be noticed. Something inside me needed to be acknowledged as a female and not just a tattoo artist- Rhys: |Glancing at the clock, I tossed the towel I had over my shoulder into the bin and grabbed my bag from the back. Saying a quick goodbye to Max and Rachel, the waitress covering for Ally, I took off to the warehouse that would house tonight’s fight. I scattered myself across town, forming again in the dark covered back alley. Big Tom was on guard duty. He wasn't a talker like Ace. All I got was a grunt in hello as I went inside. Normal crowd tonight. Nothing new in the back either. I set my bag down and got to work on taping my hands. Something was getting me wired, I felt on edge. It had been awhile since I fed. I liked to have somewhat of a relationship with the females I fed from, but between work and fighting I didn't have time to socialize. Guess I would be heading to ZeroSum after the fight tonight.| Izzy: -I jogged out to my Charger and drove to Jive’s. The bar was where I'd first met Sam and Ashe. It was the perfect place as Ashe pulled up in his Dodge Ram and Sam motioned for me to follow. We took a few turns that led us to the warehouse district until we pulled into an underground garage to park. I shoved my license in one pocket, some cash in the other then slid my cell into my back pocket as I got out of my car. My eyes scanned the area while testosterone and sweat hit my senses- Lead the way guys. -Sam whistled when he got a good look at my outfit making me smirk- Man my eyes are north where you are looking. -I chuckled when Ashe slapped his friend on the back of the head while each whispered to the other about how hot I really was as they lead me through the entrance. I can feel eyes checking on my new face as I walk through towards ringside while Sam and Ashe head off towards the back changing area to get ready. For some reason I feel on edge, but that could be reasoned off as me not having fed in a few weeks. Not a good thing but you do what you can when you can- Rhys: |Two males pushed through the backroom door, making comments about a female they had brought here tonight. I busied myself getting ready for my fight but couldn't help overhear their comments. “Fuck man did you see the rack on Izzy? I'd like to tap that pussy.” “You're gonna have to wait for my sloppy seconds. I plan on gettin’ me some tonight.” They laughed and went to suit up for their fight. All I could do was shake my head at their comments. Whoever this female was better keep her head about her or these two morons were going to use her. Checking the roster, I saw I was up against ‘Sly Sam’, a human who was decent at the ring but not all that great. Fuck! I thought I would be going up against Axel or Killer tonight after my match last week. As it was, I was going to have to hold back and let the fool get some hits in. Not what I wanted to do. I was second on the list too so that meant it would be an early night. That actually worked to my favor. I could hit up ZeroSum and have a few drinks before I fed.| Izzy: -I sat listening to the chatter of the crowd as the MC announced the contenders in the first bout. The first name was Axel and when he came out I instantly took note of his sheer size. He was like me and as his eyes fell on me he smirked immediately acknowledging the presence of one of his own. I rose to my feet when his opponent came out. Diabolical Dan, the MC announces, and he looks as wide as he is tall. He's another of my kind- This is going to be good. -my green eyes move from one to the other as the match begins and they hold nothing back. The first blood drawn is by Axel with a sharp jab to his cheek. The crowd erupts in cheers and taunts for more all the while I can feel my heart pound in my chest. The sight of my own kind’s blood has my mouth watering. “Keep it together”, I kept repeating in my head knowing I'd not truly fed in forever and these two bleeding before me had copper tinging the air with musk and elevated testosterone amid all the sweat. The crowd around me was loving the action in the ring and I have to admit that I was enjoying it too. I heard the moans to my right and as I glanced that way I smirked at the couple having sex right there. Her skirt hiked up enough to expose her ass while he simply had his fly opened- So much for equality. -I smirked harder as the next punch delivered by Axel had Dan reeling drawing my attention back to the ring. The crowd oblivious to the fornicating couple and totally rapt to the action inside the ropes. With the next flurry of punches Axel goes down to the mat with Dan standing tall. Blood pouring from a cut above Dan’s swollen left eye as his arm is raised as the victor- Woo! You go! -I'm jumping with a fist pumping the air in excitement. My voice carrying amid all the cheers to Dan’s heightened hearing so that he smirks in my direction. “Yeah this night is definitely interesting”, my mental voice chimes in while I grin as the ring is cleared and the next fight is announced- Rhys: |I was doing my normal routine of stretching and bouncing on the balls of my feet when the ref came back and called mine and Sam’s name. I followed behind him to the staging area and waited until I was announced. Tue crowd was wild tonight. Seems everyone had an edge to them, humans and vamps alike. I took in the crowd, holding my hand up in appreciation. I scanned the faces as I walked to the ring. Many were the same I saw every week. Others were new. As I stood to get my wraps checked my eyes landed on a female in a tight orange shirt and bright eyes. I could tell she was a vamp and damn if my cock didn't stir in my shorts. Climbing in the ring, I was thankful my back was to the female otherwise I would have a hard time concentrating on the fight. My opponent gave a little wave over my shoulder and immediately my blood boiled. This prick was one of the horny assholes that was talking about fucking that female. Hell no. He won't be getting it up tonight. He would be lucky to get it up ever again. I don't give a fuck who you are, females are not trophies. The bell rang and I launched myself at Sam. My fist connecting with his temple before my knee nearly caved in his sternum. The roar of the crowd urged me on as blood sprayed everywhere from Sam. This fucker wasn't going last two minutes with me, pulling my punches or not.| Izzy: -as the MC announced the next fight’s contenders I hear, “In the black corner we have Sly Sam”- Fists up, Sammy! -I couldn't help but to cheer for my new friend. I knew he had eyeballed me since we'd first met but he didn't stir me in that way but his opponent had the small hairs on the back of my neck raising when his gray eyes locked on my green ones. “In the red corner we have Rabid Rhys!”, the crowd went proverbially nuts at the announcement while all I could do was stare at how well his ass filled out his red trunks- Seriously gonna be my new fave color. -I breathed out the words with a low whistle as I shift my stance when Sam cockily waves in my direction. There it was… That leer of a male who thought sex was in his future. I'd seen it before and had stamped it out before they even got to first base, but tonight the set of Rhys’ shoulders said I wouldn't need to let Sam down. This male was going to put him down and as the bell rang the vamp strength showed in Rhys when he launched himself at Sam so suddenly that the crowd couldn't yell their cheers fast enough as blood poured from various places on Sam’s body. He was covering his face the best he could to absorb some of the punches and knees being delivered in rapid succession but I could hear each breath he was taking becoming more labored. I had to do something or this fight would end badly- RHYS! -I hoped he could hear me above the roar of the crowd and his own bloodlust. I saw it in his eyes. This fight was about more than just winning a bout and upping someone’s standings- Rhys: |I felt as though I were having an outer body experience. I could see myself pounding the shit out this guy but couldn't feel the bones cracking under my knuckles. Blood was pounding a steady beat in my ears and everything was glazed over in a red haze. Finally I heard a female shout my name and turned towards the one I spotted before the fight. She was yelling my name, begging me to stop. Just then I felt two strong sets of arms wrap around mine and pull me back. Sam wasn't moving, his face a bloody pulp. The crowd was cheering, but all I heard was her voice. “Mine!” I shook off the bouncers with ease and climbed out of the ring, pushing my way through the crowd to get to her. Standing face to face, her emerald eyes shining, I took her by the waist and kissed her, not caring that I was covered in sweat and blood. She smelled sweet, like sugar and cinnamon. Breaking the kiss, I grabbed her hands and led her back to the changing room. I needed to get out of here and fast.| Izzy:: -There was a commotion in the ring as two large males grab hold of Rhys dragging him back off of Sam while medics rush in to check on him. I hear them say he's alive but I can't look away as Rhys shrugs off the bouncers and makes his way towards me. His eyes are all I can see before his lips lay claim to mine. My fingers drag down his sweat and blood covered chest while missing him back just as hard as he was me. All I could smell was the mint and evergreen scent of this male holding me close mingled with the sweetness of my natural scent. Then the warmth of musk tinged the air and I wanted more as my mental voice roared out, “Mine!”, until I was clinging to him silently begging for more and not caring that his sweat or the blood on his chest was staining the small top I was wearing along with smearing across the swell of my breasts. Fuck all if I didn't want to taste him in ways I'd only dreamed about. I rubbed against him needing his scent around me, but as I did he shifted and took hold of my hands dragging me towards the changing rooms in the back. A part of me knew I'd only just met him and should resist, but another part of me wanted to give in.. to submit to this male.. like I'd finally found that missing piece I didn't even know was lost- Rhys: |I could smell her arousal pouring off of her as I grabbed my bag. I tossed on my clothes over my fighting shorts and grabbed my gear. Pulling her close to me, I shifted my hips enough so she could feel my cock.| “I don't know why, but I need you. You can step away and I will respect that, but something tells me you need me too. So two questions, do you want me? And my place or yours? |I could chalk it up to not feeding and not getting laid in a few weeks. I could chalk it up to the adrenaline spike I currently was on. I knew though that it was neither of those things. Everything in me was screaming to make this female mine. If she went with me that exactly what I was going to do.| Izzy: -the growl that forms in my throat when he presses his erect cock against my hip is instantaneous just like the way I grip his hand in mine- Mine is across town. Is yours closer? -had I actually uttered those words… I was always cautious and took my time, but this male had me tossing all of that out the window as my singular thought was getting him undressed and my hands on his body. I was sure I could make excuses for my actions but the truth of it was I /wanted/ him as I'd never wanted anyone before. My insides were on fire with the need to claim what I already deemed as mine and heaven help any poor fool who got in my way- My car is just outside. -I growled low while fishing my keys out of my pocket to dangle them before his gray eyes- Rhys: |I gave a slight chuckle when she dangled her keys in front of me. She was a firecracker. Kissing her already swollen lips, I palmed the keys in one hand and her tight ass in the other.| “I'm just a couple blocks from here. I'll drive.” | I didn't wait for her response, just took her hand in mine and walked outside, giving a nod to Big Tom on my way. I hit the panic button on the fob and grinned when the lights of a charger lit up.| “Female after my own heart. Let me guess your other ride is a ducati?” |I arched an amused brow as I opened the door to the passenger side for her.| “Last chance doll, say the words and I will walk away.” | It would kill me to walk away now, maybe even physically if the straining of my cock was any indication. But I would never force a female to do something she didn't want to do.| Izzy: -the fingers of my free hand trace my kiss swollen lips while I follow him passed the big guy at the door. The grunt was all that told us he'd seen us leave before the sound of my Charger’s alarm blaring jerked my eyes up off Rhys’ ass that I'd been blatantly staring at the whole way- How'd you guess? -I smirked while walking around him and the open passenger door, but couldn't resist palming one of his ass cheeks before I took a seat. He was giving me an out but I didn't want out. I wanted a ride or three on the Rhys fun wheel… Hell who was I kidding? I wanted more than just a ride. I wanted to mark him signed, sealed and delivered as mine. As I watched him walk around my car to the drivers side after shutting my door all that filled the interior was the vibrating rumble of my all too possessive growl erupting when I caught sight of a female staring at my male’s ass- Get us out of here… Now! -I palmed his cheek as I leaned across the console and kissed his lips hard. I wanted what I deemed mine like yesterday if it was at all possible and I didn't like any other staring at Rhys. Not one single bit- Rhys: |I threw my head back and laughed when I heard her growling from the passenger seat. My female was a feisty one that was apparent. Not giving the other female in the parking lot a second glance, I started up the engine and shifted it into drive. I placed my hand on her thigh and squeezed it as I sounds the tires and took off to my place.| “Name is Rhys but I think you know that already. Thank you for snapping me out of it back there. I truly didn't know what I was doing to the fucker.” Izzy:: -the female who'd been staring simply glared as I gave her the one finger salute when Rhys peeled out of the parking space. His hand on my thigh had my insides churning harder and burning brighter until I thought I might spontaneously combust- I kind of figured that out. My name is Isabel though most close to me call me Izzy. -my green eyes flash with the heat of need as he squeezes my thigh while I speak. The heat coming off him is intense even through my jeans just like I know he has to be able to feel my own heat centralized like an inferno raging wildly at the apex of my thighs- I'm glad I was able to snap you out of it before you did something you couldn't step back from. -easing my hand along his right knee before skimming the pads of my fingers up his inner thigh to mimic what he was doing to me until I felt the speed increase as he took the next turn- Rhys: “Do you have any idea what you are doing to me Izzy?|I took my hand off her thigh just long enough to put hers on my aching dick. Her arousal just as strong as mine. I could almost taste her sweet nectar. One last turn and I pulled into my building's parking lot. I slammed the gear shift in park and pulled her over the small console. Crushing my lips to hers,I could feel her heat and wetness seeping through her jeans.| “Fuck doll, I would take you right here if I knew nobody would catch us” |Easing the car door open I got out with her legs wrapped around my waist and kicked the door shut, my lips never leaving hers. This was more than primal need. I never felt like this with any other female. It was like she was the air I needed to breathe, the water I needed to drink. I made it to the door and punched in the code. Thankfully I knew the key to my loft without looking at it. I shoved the key in the door and slammed it open, bracing her back against the wall as I closed the door. All bets were off once I locked the door with my mind and turned a few lights on. I broke contact long enough to rip both our shirts off. I palmed one of her perky tits, teased her nipple through her lace bra. It pebbled quickly and I felt the metal. Growling low in my chest, I pulled the bud in my mouth, sucking through the lace as my hips bucked against hers.| “Tell me you want this. Tell me you need me Izzy.” Izzy: -my palm squeezes the swell of his dick through his jeans when it's placed there. The primal growl erupting as the car is shoved into park and my lips are on his. I don't even realize I'm in his lap until he's got me out of the car and my legs wrap around his waist. If we wouldn't have gotten caught… Fuck I'd have been on my knees begging before him regardless, but he had me in his arms and was setting a istering pace towards the entrance where the sound of an electronic keypad being tapped was drowned out by the sound of Rhys breathing and the blood rushing through his veins as I kissed along the column of his neck. I wasn't entirely sure how we got into his apartment but was thankful we are as our shirts got discarded and the heat of his mouth closed over one pierced nipple. I grabbed the back of his head with one hand when I felt him pull at the sensitive peak through my lace bra- I.. Need.. You.. -my head lays back against the wall as a deep moan rushes up my throat while my hips grind against his meeting the buck of his own that has him pulling at my pierced nipple- Rhys: |Those three words are all I need to take this to the bedroom. Palming her ass, I move her off the wall and head to the bedroom. Once I feel the frame against my shins, I lay her gently on the mattress, my hands softly tracing her curves. Scribe she was a piece of art and not just because of the tats she had. Her breasts were perfect handfuls, her flat stomach flared out to curvy hips and damn if her legs didn't go on for miles. I couldn't help the grin that crossed my face as I truly got a look at her. Deep emerald eyes shone at me through lust heavy lids, watching as I finished undressing her. I brought her soaked pants up to my nose, smelling her sweetness before tossing them aside. I needed to taste her. Shedding the rest of my clothes, I crawled up the bed, spreading her legs wide so I could get a good look at her pussy. Fuck if it wasn't beautiful. I could see her arousal dripping from her cunt. Licking my lips, I dove in for a taste, my tongue lapping at her sweet nectar. Strawberries and cream. Pure heaven if you ask me. Reaching up with one hand, I tugged on her nipple while the other held her down for my feast.| Izzy: -the coolness of the sheets touching my back have me sucking in a breath before it all hitches somewhere midchest when I watch Rhys scanning over my body as he exposed my soft skin to his hungry gaze inch by torturous inch. My body felt like there was a flame burning just beneath the surface and as his gray eyes move down my curves to follow the path his rough palms take I feel the heat increase until it feels like a secondary pulse rushing through my veins as I scan down his now exposed body. My green hues falling on the sight of his throbbing dick with the glistening head begging for attention but before I can move his head buries between my thighs and I feel his tongue lapping along my soaked entrance- Rhys! -his name all I can cry out as I palm the back of his head with one hand while the other grips the sheets beside my hip. My eyes rolling up into my head as my lids fall closed and I arch my lower body all I can to offer this male… /MY/ male… all of me there was to give as the world outside fades into nothingness leaving this room with Rhys and I in it as all there will ever be- Rhys: |Her voice shouting my name pushed me on. Her pleasure the only thing in my mind. Shifting my mouth from her lips to her swollen nub, I slide two fingers into her slick core. Immediately her walls clamped around them,pulsing in need. I growled against her, a strong scent of evergreen and mint filling the sex ladened air. Stroking her spot, I worked her hard and fast. I couldn't get enough of her sweet juices. Honestly if I died now, I would be more than happy with my last meal. I felt her pussy begin to pulse around my fingers, just as she arched off the bed. My fangs punched down, the need to mark her becoming too strong. Turning my head quickly, I sank my fangs into her soft thigh. The copper, sugar tinged blood running down my throat as I took slow long pulls from her vein. Strength flowed through my veins followed by a burning heat. As much as I would love to spend all night between her succulent thighs,my cock was making its presences known. Dragging my tongue over the puncture marks, I rested back on my knees. Palming myself,I stroked my hard shaft,wetting the head with her wetness. Positioning myself at her entrance, I pressed forward,sheathing the head with her sweet cunt. Groaning at the sensation of her milking my cock, I hold still just a moment before thrusting deep inside her heat.| Fuck Izzy…..so tight. Izzy: Fuck! -one word being shouted out was all I could manage when his fingers shove inside my tight core while his mouth sucks the swollen nub at the apex of my entrance hard. I was coming undone to be reformed around him as my inner walls clamp down and spasm along his fingers as they curl up to find the sweet spot hidden within me- Rhys… I'm close. Too.. -just as I feel the heat of my release start to crest inside my womb his fangs pierce my inner thigh to pull a moaned out cry of intense pleasure while I grab for a hold on his head and the sheets simultaneously. The effect is as swift as lightning striking the ground in a storm when I feel the ebb of heat swaying in time with the roll of my hips as I offer more of myself to him begging for him to devour me completely. My own fangs lengthen in my mouth as my lips part to let another round of moans escape but they are silenced when his tongue seals over the wounds he's made and he pulls back urging me to watch him stroke his throbbing shaft with the hand that's covered in my juices. Just as I reach for his hip he shifts between my thighs once more and pushes the head of his thick cock between the fold of my entrance- Rhys… Please. -as the words fall from my lips he surges forward entering me completely so that my body is forced to accept his mighty girth. My walls spasming from the invasion until they fit around him tightly milking him as I roll my head back and cry out while my hips slowly roll and moves back and forth beneath him to feel his length gliding in and out like I was made for him alone to find and claim as his- Rhys: |I kept my weight on my forearms as I dipped my head to claim her lips once I was balls deep inside her. Sure I've had sex, but it never felt like this. Right here in this moment I felt whole. My tongue parted her lips, darting in and out,mimicking what my length was doing to her pussy. I trailed kisses along her jaw and neck, leaving little nips along her skin. I wanted to taste her blood again but first I wanted to feel the sweet sting of her bite.| “Take my vein Izzy… Feed from me” | I offered my neck to her,my thrusts never slowing. In fact, just the thought of her drinking from me made my cock swell even harder. Never had I let a female drink from me before. What was this female doing to me?| Izzy: -his words of approval was all I needed as I dragged the tips of my fangs along the side of his neck. My own still feeling the sting of every nip and suck he'd made along my soft skin. I skimmed my lips back up over his jaw before claiming his lips once more. My singular thought was this male and how good it felt to have him moving deep inside my core. My pussy walls were clenching his shaft even tighter as our tongues met once more. If you could get drunk off kisses well this male was doing just that to me. He was becoming my drug of choice and a small voice inside me said I'd never get enough- Don't stop. -I growled as I pulled away from his lips reluctantly then made my way back to his neck while my palms trace along his back before I reach down allowing my nails to bite into his ass as my fangs pierce the throbbing pulse point on his neck. The taste of his coppery blood tinged with musk and mint filled my mouth before I greedily swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his nutrient rich blood. I could feel every cell inside me coming to life completely as I fed. My heels lock behind his thighs so my knees remained wide as I urge him to pump his hips harder with my nails digging into his flesh. I'd had sex before but that was nothing compared to this… This was a mating… This was two becoming one with no holds barred between them- Rhys: |The sting of her bite on my neck surged pure bliss through me. Yes...pure bliss. Never had I felt a more pleasurable pain than that of a female taking my vein. My hips had a mind of their own, driving harder into her slick heat. The sounds of skin slapping skin and heavy breathing filled my ears. When her nails pierced my skin I just about came. I felt the telltale tingle in the base of my spine and knew I was close. Reaching between us, I rubbed her clit with my thumb and took advantage of the angle of my head to suck on her pierced nipple. I needed to mark her in every way I could.| “Come with me Izzy...come now” Izzy: -dragging my tongue over the bite marks on his neck I growl possessively as the scent of our sex mingles with the sounds of skin meeting skin in sharp, bone jarring slaps. Our pants only outdone by my cries and his pleas for me to come undone with him- Rhys… -his name the only thing I can form as my back arches off the bed and my nails claw their way up his back, scoring his skin while my core spasms hard around his shaft. My inner walls seeking to milk his throbbing length as a primal scream is ripped from my throat when between one powerful thrust of his hips and the next I come completely unglued. Colors spark before my eyes before I shut them tight yielding to the force of pleasure inside me as it rains down his massive cock coating him in my liquid until while my hips continue to drive upwards urging him for all he can give and then some as I do not want this feeling to ever end- Rhys: |The moment I feel Izzy’s tight pussy squeeze around my length I let go, roaring out her name as I release inside her. I swear stars cross my vision and my cock won't stop spilling my release.| “Fuck Izzy!!” |I slow my thrusts until we are both spent, our chests rising and falling at a rapid speed as we try to come back down from the high we just rode. Looking in her deep emerald eyes, I can't help but smile. That was a look of a very satisfied female. I leaned down, kissing her softly before I slid out and pulled her to my side.| “Stay with me today…” Izzy: -my breathing matched that of Rhys’ as he thrusts inside me harder. The feel of our pleasure washing over me while he saturates my insides with his release. The feeling is one of primal need raw and hungry as each of of sates the other's desire knowing it will rise again a multitude of times. My arms snake around his neck holding him close while my tongue thoroughly explores his mouth amid a moan of protest when he eases out of my rippling core. My body already craving his to never leave me knowing I would be a bumbling and blubbering mess should it ever happen, but for now I simply hold onto him with my lips not leaving his until we each need to breathe- I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. -shifting against his side so that my leg drapes over his and draws his knee between my own- Rhys: |The feeling of holding Izzy was almost as intense as our love making. It wasn't just sex. Something happened between us and I intended to explore it further. I gently stroked her bare arm, holding her leg in place over my thighs. Why I felt such a strong attraction to her I didn't know. All I knew is this was the calmest I have been in a long time. I laid my head gently on top of hers and inhaled her soft scent.| Please don't tell me you were with that douche I pounded in the ring. If you were, I'm not sorry for what I did. Izzy: -gently placing a kiss over his heart before chuckling- You mean Sam? By the Scribe no. He was a friend who I did some ink work on the other night. Besides that.. There is no way he'd get to touch me like you have. -lifting my head enough to place a few kisses along his jaw before cupping his cheek in one hand as I lift up to look in to his stunning gray eyes. I was hooked on this male.. My male.. and knew I'd never want another. This feeling that had my heart pounding in my chest was all new and as intense as our love making was- I want to know all there is to know about you. Where to begin? -my green eyes searching his before I lean in and press my lips to his in a slow and passionate kiss- Rhys: |A low growl escaped my lips when she places a kiss on me. Scribe how lucky was I to have found her? Sure it wasn't the best of situations with my nearly bashing that male's head in but I wouldn't have it any other way now. I pulled her on top of me, lifting her chin so I can see those gorgeous eyes as I spoke. | “Not much to tell. I work at Razors and fight underground. Other than that, I'm just a regular guy. So you do tattoos? On just humans or do you ink vamps too? I was thinking of getting some ink done.” Izzy: -shifting when he rolls me on top of his muscular body. Scribe only knew how much I loved the feel of his hard body against the softness of my own. The humans call it addicted and right now I could understand the reasons behind such a word being in existence- So a bartender and a fighter. Who'd have thought I'd be so lucky? -grinning as I finger comb my dark hair back off my face with one hand then lowers it to lay palm flat on his broad chest- I ink humans and vamps alike. Just have different inks for each. -traces a finger across his chest while a smile crosses my lips- What are you thinking of getting? -I look at my own arms with varying tats then glances down at each thigh before looking back into his eyes- My work doesn't bother you does it? -might be a bad time to ask given what just happened between us but inquiring minds want to know- Rhys: |I can't help but laugh when she asks about her ink bothering me. It only added to her beauty.| “Your tattoos only add to your beauty, leelan. You are an exquisite female.”|To prove my point I shifted my hips so she could feel my cock twitching. I brushed a loose hair behind her ear and smiled like a fool.| “And you have it wrong, it is I who should be thanking the Scribe for bringing you into my life.” |I leaned up to capture her mouth with mine own, not wanting to lose contact with her. She alone lit a fire inside me that could not be diminished| Izzy: -bats my lashes when with a shift of his hips I feel his cock twitching anew. My own body reacting in need violent measure with heat pooling between my thighs- Maybe we should both say thanks to the Scribe for bringing us together. -I groaned when our lips met again. My hips roll and press just right so that he can feel the heat of my desire brushing against his shaft. I didn't want him to question or wonder about my need for him. I planned on telling and showing him daily.. several times in fact.. how much I craved him. I knew without a doubt that more than mere craving and need was in play as my heart literally beats in time with Rhys’-

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Fight Club Part 2

|I just finished getting my hands taped when the general manager came in the room announcing a change in the fight line up. "Rabid you're on deck. See you on the mats in five" Shit. It was never good when line ups got changed. The crowd must be losing their patience. When the crowd got restless it was better the blood was spilled in the ring instead of in the seats. I bounced on the balls of my feet, getting the blood and adrenaline going. Popping my mouth guard in I made my way to the hall and waited for the cue to walk out. "Ladies and gentlemen tonights main event, Mad Dog Mercury..." Cue the boos from the crowd. "And his opponent Rabid Rhys!" I pushed through the curtain covering the doorway and did a quick wave to the crowd. As I approached the ring, the refs inspected my fists and the waistband of my shorts. I cracked my neck, nodded to my trainer in my corner and climbed between the ropes. Backing into my corner, Walt leaned in, putting some vasoline on my eyebrows and cheeks to minimize the split skin that was a given. "You got this kid. Just remember the bigger they are the harder they fall. Go for his legs" The bell rang and Merc came flying out of his corner, fists up but not protecting anything. I ducked under his right hook, using his momentum to my advantage and chopped his leg above the knee with my foot. The crowd erupted when he went down to one knee. Spinning around, I landed a roundhouse kick to his temple followed by an elbow to the ribs. Merc wobbled to his feet and got a cheap shot to my jaw, knocking me into the ropes. Shaking my head, I pressed back on the ropes and shot forward Bruce Lee like, connecting my fist to his head. Blood sprayed over me from the broken nose I gave him but I didn't let that stop me. I was in the zone. The crowd pumping me up. This is what I lived for. Sweeping his legs from under him, I let my fists fly. Only when the ref came in my line of sight and waved his hands frantically did I stop. Merc was a bloody mess on the mat. The crowd was chanting my name and I just made a nice bank roll tonight. Standing up I raised my hands, pumping my fist in the air. Another win for Rabid Rhys.| #FightClub #Part2

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Fight Night Part 1

|Fight night. The night of the week I looked forward to the most. Time for me to blow off some steam and maybe make a couple bucks. I had gotten into underground fighting shortly after my transition and was tossed out on my ass because I wasn’t following in my dear father’s footsteps of being an accountant. Sure I was good in school but I didn’t want my life to revolve around suits and numbers. I wanted to make a name for myself. At first I thought about joining the humans’ military but once I found out having an ‘allergy’ to the sun pretty much disqualified you, I turned to fighting. I started off at a twenty-four hour gym first. When a trainer finally noticed me, he took me on and got me up to speed on the so called rules of underground fighting. Pretty much there were no rules except no weapons and try to not get killed. Since I was still getting used to my new body, it took me a little bit to get coordinated enough to actually win a fight. Once I did though, I was making my way to the top, if there is one. I had to hold back sometimes as most of my opponents were humans. When the rare fellow vamp came into the ring though, I let everything out.

I gathered my gear and shoved it in my ratty duffle bag as soon as the sun went down. I had a quick shift at the local dive bar and then I was headed to the old warehouse district for tonight’s events. Dressing in black jeans and a black henley I locked the door to my loft and headed to Razors. The usual dinner crowd filed in as I situated myself behind the bar. I waved at the regulars, making small talk as I served their drinks. Humans really weren’t all that bad. There were a few I even liked. Razors was a typical old school bar. Nothing fancy, just a juke box, a couple TVs that showed whatever sport was in season and typical bar grub. It was an easy job and Max the owner didn’t seem to mind my schedules being so abnormal. He knew I was good for work, just had some issues in the summer months.

Eleven o'clock hit and I couldn’t clock out fast enough. I finished wiping down the bar and cleaning the glasses in the sink before grabbing my bag and saying goodbye to Max and Alley, the other waitress on duty tonight. Once outside, I ducked into the alley and scattered my molecules to the warehouse district. I could feel the vibrations of the bass from the music playing inside. The crowd was already getting pumped up for the fights tonight. I wasn’t slated to fight until the fourth match, so I had time to get myself ready and stake out my competition.

Heading inside the warehouse’s back entrance, I gave a nod to Ace the bouncer. He was huge for a human and solid muscle. If I wasn’t a vamp, I would be scared of the tatted beast guarding the fighters door. We exchanged bullshit for a few moments before I headed back to the makeshift locker room. Sphinx, Eagle, and Zane were I already getting their hands taped. I found a bench and set my stuff down before checking the roster. Looks like I won’t have to take it easy tonight. Mercury, another fellow vamp fighter was my opponent. That was good. The past few weeks I had been paired up with humans. Don’t get me wrong, they were good, for humans, but I had to pull punches and watch myself. I busied myself changing into my shorts and taping my hands before I did some stretches to loosen up. Still had two fights to go until mine.|

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Fight Night Part 1

|Fight night. The night of the week I looked forward to the most. Time for me to blow off some steam and maybe make a couple bucks. I had gotten into underground fighting shortly after my transition and was tossed out on my ass because I wasn't following in my dear father’s footsteps of being an accountant. Sure I was good in school but I didn't want my life to revolve around suits and numbers. I wanted to make a name for myself. At first I thought about joining the humans’ military but once I found out having an ‘allergy’ to the sun pretty much disqualified you, I turned to fighting. I started off at a twenty-four hour gym first. When a trainer finally noticed me, he took me on and got me up to speed on the so called rules of underground fighting. Pretty much there were no rules except no weapons and try to not get killed. Since I was still getting used to my new body, it took me a little bit to get coordinated enough to actually win a fight. Once I did though, I was making my way to the top, if there is one. I had to hold back sometimes as most of my opponents were humans. When the rare fellow vamp came into the ring though, I let everything out. I gathered my gear and shoved it in my ratty duffle bag as soon as the sun went down. I had a quick shift at the local dive bar and then I was headed to the old warehouse district for tonight's events. Dressing in black jeans and a black henley I locked the door to my loft and headed to Razors. The usual dinner crowd filed in as I situated myself behind the bar. I waved at the regulars, making small talk as I served their drinks. Humans really weren't all that bad. There were a few I even liked. Razors was a typical old school bar. Nothing fancy, just a juke box, a couple TVs that showed whatever sport was in season and typical bar grub. It was an easy job and Max the owner didn't seem to mind my schedules being so abnormal. He knew I was good for work, just had some issues in the summer months. Eleven o'clock hit and I couldn't clock out fast enough. I finished wiping down the bar and cleaning the glasses in the sink before grabbing my bag and saying goodbye to Max and Alley, the other waitress on duty tonight. Once outside, I ducked into the alley and scattered my molecules to the warehouse district. I could feel the vibrations of the bass from the music playing inside. The crowd was already getting pumped up for the fights tonight. I wasn't slated to fight until the fourth match, so I had time to get myself ready and stake out my competition. Heading inside the warehouse’s back entrance, I gave a nod to Ace the bouncer. He was huge for a human and solid muscle. If I wasn't a vamp, I would be scared of the tatted beast guarding the fighters door. We exchanged bullshit for a few moments before I headed back to the makeshift locker room. Sphinx, Eagle, and Zane were I already getting their hands taped. I found a bench and set my stuff down before checking the roster. Looks like I won't have to take it easy tonight. Mercury, another fellow vamp fighter was my opponent. That was good. The past few weeks I had been paired up with humans. Don't get me wrong, they were good, for humans, but I had to pull punches and watch myself. I busied myself changing into my shorts and taping my hands before I did some stretches to loosen up. Still had two fights to go until mine.|