Vamptasia

Raisor gave him a slow smile. "Of course not. But not here, in private." He stood and took Darren's hand, leading him into one of the private rooms. There was a nice sized bed and a hot tub, and a dresser full of fun things. He slid off his shirt and lay on the bed, his head tilted to the side.

Khan smiled. "Then what would you like to do, Tori?" His voice was slow, sweet, and he could think of a million things to do.

Lea nodded and looked away. His hands were cold on her hips. "So far, you are the only one who commented on how I dress for work. Most people look at the dancers." She told him, her voice somewhat soft. Her senses were telling her to get away from him, to get someplace safe. But at the same time, she couldnt offend him. She couldnt risk this job.

Luca smiled back to the girl as she passed him. "Can i have a usual?" He asked. He came here often, so the work should know what he usually got. And if she didnt, then she would learn tonight. his eyes were kind as he watched her, unlike the others sitting at the bar. He was one of the few who saw the human working, and not the body of her.

Darren grinned and raised an eyebrow. Something told him that Raisor liked this. "Have you done this before?"

Tori shrugged. "I don't know. I guess anything, really."

Raisor chuckled and pushed himself up on his elbows. "Yes, I am a human slave. One of the few who like it." His abs and biceps rippled and he just watched Darren to see what he would do.

Aiden could tell she wanted to pull away. "You can resist and pull away if you wish. I don't mind attitude. And I prefer it when girls don't cower to my every move." He was sick of people not fighting everything he did.

Darren shrugged. "Then you'd be the first one I've met." He went over and sat on the bed. By now, his fangs shot out and he swiftly sliced them into Raisor's neck.

(Daughter, we kind of have a rule against trying not to one line...)

Rosalind raised one eyebrow but fixed it the way he wanted it. She pushed it across the bar, then walking off, to make one more. When she was done, she leaned against the bar, staring out into the club scene. She sighed and shook her head slightly.

(yeah, i know. it's kinda hard to do this thing, thinking that i've written enough so it's not a one liner, but then it turns out differently. )

Raisor groaned and slid his arms around Darren, silently hoping for a little more. He could fell his strength dimming already, his blood being sucked out. It was like a high for him now.

Before she could blink, Khan had them in one of the private rooms. "Anything?" His eyes scanned her body again, wanting to taste her blood.

Lea took a step back, but not far enough tobe out of his reach. "Seriously, what did you want from me?" she asked him, her eyes looking into his. He almost never came to check on her. why today? why did he feel the need to come to her section?

Aiden decided to be honest. "Fun." He let go and just watched her. Finally someone was standing up to him, if only a little. He wanted someone feisty.

Darren drank more and more, barely controling himself. He hated using all of a person's blood at once. He liked having someone for more use.

Tori could barely speak. Just a second ago, she was at the bar. Where was she now?" How-how did we get here?"

Luca watched the girl as she worked. He took the drink from her and took a sip from it. when she leaned agsinst the bar he moved so he was sitting across from her. "why did you decide to work here?" he asked before taking another sip.

lea groaned and shook her head. "Always...you all have your fun by toying with us humans, dont you?" She snapped at him. They probably didnt understandthat the humans here didnt need a distraction from their job. They, unlike the older vampires, didnt have an enddless suply of money to their names.

"I like it here and I have nothing else to do," Rosalind said, shrugging slightly, the fray swaying more. Her green-blue eyes were wide from being exposed to the dim light for so long, but he could probably see her fine. "It's decent pay for the most part," she said, her lips quirking into a half smile.

"So you like being in a place where your life is at risk at any moment?" He chuckled slightly. He finished off his drink and held the cup as he put it down at the table. The girl was beautiful, he'd admit that. But if she was going to be around hungry, blood thirsty monsters she shouldnt be wearing what she was.

Rosalind nodded. "I like it. Teaches me to stay on my toes." She extended her arm, showing him the numerous fang marks that marked her hand and arm, from where people had gotten too excited. "I haven't been turned because it seems that someone's always there to suck out the poison."

"Those are a lot of scars for such a young body," luca told her as he took her hand to examine it. Her skin was warm against his as he held her hand. even though she wasnt al that close to him, he could smell her blood. he felt the palse under her skin. Something stirred inside him, but he repressed the hunger. "You smell amazing.I can tell why so many would want a taste of you."

Rosalind's cheeks heated slightly and she chuckled. "Thanks... I think," she said. She knew he meant her blood, but she couldn't help but feel flattered. She pulled her hand back after a moment, still feeling the tingle of where his icy hand had been. "I swear you're all so damn perfect a girl like me is nothing," she muttered to herself, mixing a few more drinks.

Luca chuckled and shook his head. "Hun, most of us would give a lot to be human again. Even if we don't admit it." He looked at her and smiled. " And don't sell yourself short. You are an exotic beauty. One that should probably wear more clothing." A girl like her? What did she mean by that? Human or imperfect? Because from where he sat, she wasn't imperfect per say, but wonderfully human.

Aiden chuckled. "Slightly, yes. But we are very...pleasurable." He told her, his voice with hunger. "Slaves are paid well." He tilted his head and studied her. he could tell the only reason she was here was to make money. He was making her nervous and it made him smile inside.

Raisor moaned as strength was pulled out of him. He lay back on the bed, pulling Darren with him, not able to sit up anymore. His body was tired and he let his eyes close and succumb to the pain..

Darren finally gained the rest of his control and slowly stopped drinking Raisor's blood. He'd let him gain his strength for a while.

Raisor looked up at Darren. "I am for hire, you know. I can pleasure you in many ways..." He wasn't sure if Darren would want a male slave or not, but hopefully Raisor could change his mind. His last master had thoroughly enjoyed him.

Darren smirked. "What happened to your master?" he asked. He would hate to get a slave if their master was still around.

Tori could still hear the booming music from outside the room. She looked at her surroundings. What room is this? She then looked at him. "Who exactly are you, and what are we doing in here?"

Raisor gave him a small grin. "He was staked..." His other master had been mean at times, but Raisor had never fought back. He had been paid very well and never complained, even when it was bad.

"Hmm, I'll definitely think about it," Darren replied with a grin. His master probably deserved it. A lot of them do.

Lea rolled her eyes and turned back to her mixing table. "You're hungry." She noted, hearing it in his voice. The thought made her uneasy, but aslo slightly excited. She had been bitten, once before, and part of her loved it. "Is that the reason you came over here, for a snack?" She asked him, shifting through albums again.