#savagecuhnt: Dominic & Rose

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Characters Involved: Dominic Angel-Wetherly & Rose Von Greyson

"Perhaps we do. It's not often I meet someone who enjoys giving people pain and torture, whether they deserve it or not. As the saying goes, looks can be deceiving. I don't know much about you . . . yet . . . nor do I know your name but I do know this: You're beautiful and . . . I like it when women are strong, fearless and know how to take care of themselves."

Dominic watched the tattooed woman closely as she tilted her head to the side, showing him her neck. Her skin was clean and, to his surprise, not covered in tattoos like the rest of her body. The sight of it alone was enough to make his fangs ache for her blood and his mind thinking deeply about it flowing through her veins. Right then and there, he knew that the time for resisting his hunger will soon be over. His facial expression remained unchanged as he continued to make eye contact with the dark-haired, tattooed woman, his predatory nature as a vampire . . . well, half of it . . . beginning to show.

"I can see that. How very . . . clever of you to leave your skin bare and uncovered by permanent ink. It seems I have found someone to snack on after all. With or without alcohol, I bet you'll taste absolutely delicious. And as for what I taste like . . . well . . . you're more than welcome to find out."

The Wetherly hybrid smiled, revealing his fangs. With one arm, he wrapped it around her waist and pulled her closer to him, their bodies pressed against each other. Then, he lifted his free hand and used his fingers to gently trace her veins. His movements were slow, smooth and delicate, as if he was painting something on a blank canvas. He leaned his head down until his lips were inches away from her neck, his nose breathing in to her scent. A low, animalistic growl rumbled in his throat. A terrifying sound that will surely leave chills and shivers down her spine.

"I wonder, though. Have you ever offered your pretty neck to other vampires? Or is it just me?"

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★  ⸻   THREE THINGS THEY LOVE:  Alcohol/Drugs, Blood, Himself.

★  ⸻   THREE THINGS THEY HATE. His family. Other wealthy people. They all remind him of his family, which he despises. Feeling vulnerable or soft.

★  ⸻   THREE THINGS THEY NEED: For him, nothing. He could benefit from someone assertive enough to check him from time to time. Humility. Therapy.

★  ⸻   THREE THINGS THEY WANT: He wants for nothing. (Love. Understanding. Loyalty.)

★  ⸻   THREE THINGS THAT SCARE THEM: Attachement. Emotions. Opening up to others.

★  ⸻   THREE THINGS THAT THRILL THEM: The hunt for a new victim. Dominating others - especially the opposite sex. Power/control.

★  ⸻   THREE FAVORITE FOODS: He has quite a few food allergies, so when he finds something he can actually eat, and it tastes good, he clings to it. Almost obsessively at times. Basic as it is, Pasta is a big one for him. Italian is reletively safe for him and it is always a main ingridient. Not to mention its versatility. Steak is another. Any meat really. He is canivorous one hundred percent. Candy. The more sour the better.

★  ⸻   THREE FAVORITE SMELLS: Light florral perfume. Sterile environments. Fear.

★  ⸻   THREE FAVORITE HOLIDAYS: He hates all of them.

★  ⸻   THREE FAVORITE PEOPLE:  There is no one he considers a favorite across verses. But dependant on verse/thread, Rose is super important to him. She's the first and only one to break through even the first layer of defenses he has in place to shield his heart. She is also the first one to stick around and actually make him feel wanted and needed - something he never had the luxury of feeling and now can't get enough of.  Also, Felicity. She manages to humble him with just a few words or a touch. He may put on the act of uncaring, but behind the mask he is unconrtrollably melting. If she really knew the power she had over him he would become goo in her hands. 

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「CLIMB 」

Dominic was sitting in the living room couch, struggling to find something interesting to watch on TV. With a deep sigh of annoyance, he turned it off and placed the remote back on the table in front of him. Then, he leaned back on the couch and breathed normally, his blue eyes closed as if he was ready to take a short nap.

He was only resting for a few minutes when he felt someone's body climbing on top of him. The person's hands rested gently on his shoulders from underneath his leather jacket and their fingers smoothing softly on his skin through his t-shirt. His eyes opened slowly to see Rosalyn sitting on his lap and he smiled softly before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulled her body closer to him. Holding her in a tight but gentle grip.

In a matter of seconds, their chests were pressed against each other, their noses nearly touched and their lips inches away from sharing a deep, passionate kiss. His eyes continued to stare into hers in a way that is lustful, desirable and something else he couldn't name at the moment. His mind was completely turned off the very second she approached him this way and he knew that if he couldn't find anything entertaining to watch on television, then why not get it from another source? Why not get it from a beautiful, sexy, attractive woman with dark hair, dark eyes and her body completely covered in tattoos?

"Hey, you."

[wxrldinmyeyes]

*flashes Dominic, but forgets she’s covered in a victims blood*

"Excuse the pun but . . . you are an incredibly bloody mess. And a hot one, too."

[wxrldinmyeyes]

Dominic took another moment to breathe in to her scent, making sure she didn't have anything toxic in her system that would prevent him from feeding.

"Rosalyn. Pretty name. I'm Dominic. It's a pleasure to meet you."

He was still impressed with the way she approached him without her body trembling in fear or trying to run away from him. His blue eyes remained focus on her neck while he heard her giggle and he couldn't help but to respond by chuckling, the sound almost malevolent but not quite.

To hear her say she was fascinated with vampires was not surprising to him. Nowadays, people are obsessed with vampires for various reasons. Mostly because of Hollywood movies and TV shows like Twilight, The Vampire Diaries, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and, the most famous vampire of all time, Dracula. Another reason has more to do with the idea of being in a relationship with a vampire. Whether it would be romantic, sexual or a combination of both would depend on the person who probably wouldn't mind being their next victim. Or rather . . . someone who would be willing to serve them as their personal blood bag.

It all became clear to Dominic that Rosalyn has a fetish to biting and blood, let alone being bitten and fed by a vampire. The thought of it made him smile, the sharp tip of his fangs gently poking her skin.

"If it helps you muffle your voice from screaming, then I'm not objected to it. A little bit of noise from you wouldn't bother me either. I'm used to hearing women moan in pleasure while I feed. It makes the experience much more enjoyable and I promise I'll be gentle with you. Unless . . . you don't want me to be."

Another low, animalistic growl rumbled in his throat as he slowly sank his fangs deep into her neck. Her blood quickly flowed into his hungry mouth and down his throat like a water fountain and it wasn't long before he began to feed on her in a slow, steady pace. He took his time while continuing to hold on to her body, knowing she'll become weak if he takes too much. Whatever he was thinking about before this moment completely vanished. All of his thoughts disappeared . . . except one. Only one thought came to his mind and it was how incredibly delicious her blood tasted.

So . . . fucking . . . delicious.

she hums, never allowing her gaze to falter. Vampire or not, he was still a stranger, and strangers posed threats. She bats her eyelashes once again as she reaches out to him, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder as he dares to move closer. "Beauty is but skin deep, perhaps if you drink me in, you'll find I'm not as beautiful as you would think." her voice is gentle, smooth as velvet as she breathes her words, "I am Rosalyn." she smiles, resting her arms over his shoulders.

her tone is playful, unbothered by his closeness. She shows no fear, no caution. "It's only fair to share, darlin'...my bites a little more painful though, don't have fangs to tear into ya...just dull ol' mortal teeth." she smirks. there's a soft giggle that slips from between plush lips as his finger trails over her skin, following her the rushing blood that courses through her veins. his touch sends goosebumps across inked flesh, her eyes fluttering closed as she bites her lip. His growl only enticing her further. "Vampires fascinate me-" she breathes, "I can say honestly, that I haven't offered myself freely to many...but I have been bitten a few times."

[wxrldinmyeyes]

"I don't torture them physically. I only do so in their dreams when they sleep at night. That way, I can go ahead and sink my fangs into them and so far, not a single human knew I was there. My nights of prowling and hunting are usually better and more successful this way. For me, at least."

Dominic followed her gaze and smiled warmly, wondering what it was about him that sparked her interest. He took a step closer to her, his eyes moving to observe her from head to toe before shifting back to her eyes.

"Feel free to ask me any more questions you may have about me. I'd be happy to answer. I'm an open book and I have nothing to hide. Not from you, not from anyone. Unless...you're here for something else. You have my attention and I'm curious to know as to why you're here when I should be hunting right now. Perhaps you would like to be the one for me to feed on. If that's the case, I'll gladly do so and...don't worry. I'll make sure you live to see another day if you would do me a kind favor and let me drink from you. The choice is yours and if I were you, I would choose wisely."

"can you turn into a bat?"

"Unfortunately, no, but I can turn into a crow, a raven or a black cat. I don't shape-shift often, though. Only when I'm in the mood to play with people's minds before I feed on them."