Hey, sorry that the update is so late, been busy, you know end of the year, everything a shambles. Anyway, hope you enjoy the end of year christmas and stuff and if you see and spelling mistakes please let me know.
Oh btw Nunc tu sopore means now you sleep in latin.
Valentine smiled wickedly for a second as she lead him away from the noise and busyness of the party, this was too easy, she almost felt sorry for him. She glanced over to Loki and finally took a good look at him. Raven black hair slicked back, piercing green eyes, sharp features, pale skin and long, slender fingers. She never realised how much he look like someone she knew...Someone she loved. She frowned and shook the thought and the bad memories that came with it and took him into a small lounge room, for those who wanted some privacy. She let her hold of him go as she adjusted her dress a little and sat down on a large couch. Patting the space next to her, inviting him to sit down.
Loki smirked and locked the door behind him, just incase someone were to try and walk in on them. He walked over and sat himself down, making sure there was little space between them. He took in her gorgeous features again. Something seemed slightly unreal about her, something he couldn't put his finger on. He frowned for a quick moment before flashing a smile and asking "What is a beautiful maiden like you, doing in a place such as this? You look like you belong at some royal ball, not a party of Starks." He started, Valentine just shrugged and let her gaze linger over him "What can I say, tonight is one of the few nights that lets me be me. Coming to the penthouse and attending Stark's party...That was a bonus." She replied causally. He nodded and thought carefully to how to ask his next question. "Are you a friend of his? Or were you one of the lucky few that his body guards deemed...'hot' enough?" He tried to ask delicately. The woman laughed gently and shook her head. "No no, I doubt he'd ever want to be a friend of mine. I merely was walking past and they asked me up...I never could resist a good party." She answered plainly, giving him a small smile, flashing her dainty fangs to him. Loki raised an eyebrow, he could tell she was lying. He was the god of lies and mischief, nothing could get past him that easily. "Well my fair vixen, you must have been lucky. Please take no offence when I say that you are not really the man of iron's type." He replied softly. Valentine only shrugged again and gazed up into his eyes. He smiled and gazed back into her silver eyes and moved closer to her, there was something not right about her, something off, but he still couldn't figure it out.
With a careful hand he cupped her cheek and leaned down to whisper in her ear. " You are not like the others my dear..." He stated quietly. Valentine smiled slyly "Oh believe me, I know..." She replied and lightly kissed his cheek with her blood red lips. He bit his lip and leaned back to stare back into her eyes. "What does a fair maiden such as yourself, want with me?" He asked after a moment. She smirked as she quickly adjusted herself so she was now sitting on his lap. "Oh a number of reasons my dear. When I first saw you, you caught my interest, you look nothing like the others. You look...How should I put it?" She thought for a moment before smiling wickedly "Ah, I know. You look absolutely delicious." She purred hungrily. Loki chuckled lightly "Surely there must be other men more 'delicious' than I." He replied, placing his hands on her hips. "Although there are a number of things that make me interesting..." Valentine smiled "Oh believe my darling, I only have eyes for you, though, what is it that makes you oh so interesting? Care to enlighten me my sweet?" She asked gently, placing light kisses along his cheek. Soon she will be able to hypnotise him, soon she will have her meal. She just has to wait a little longer.
Loki smiled as he felt her lips brush against his skin, it felt like an addictive poison "I...I'm not like everyone out there. I'm still haunted by past and the hatred I once had for those that are standing outside..." The small woman raised an eyebrow as she leaned in closer to him "Oh? How scandalous...Tell me, my sweet, what is your name...And I'll tell you a secret..." She murmured in his ear. So close, she wouldn't be able to wait any longer, just a couple more minutes and she will be full. He smiled and pulled her close to his body. "Maybe my name will ring a bell my dear. I am Loki of Asgard and I was once burdened with glorious purpose" he whispered into her ear, placing a kiss on her cheek. "Hmmm sorry dear, I don't get out much." She chuckled softly and turned to face him to look in his eyes once more. To be perfectly honest she wasn't much on world news and other such trivial things, they didn't matter to her, she always outlives anything anyway "Would you like to know my secret now?" She teased lightly. "Yet you are still interested in me. But what is your little secret?" Looking into her silver eyes, placing a small kiss on her lips. He didn't know why he was so rash with this, there was something about this strange woman that was ringing alarm bells in his head, yet. He could not help but fall under whatever spell this charming woman set upon him. "This isn't a costume..." She purred wickedly. "Now, my sweet, I am famished and you smell..." She paused for a second, closed her eyes and took in a deep breath to take in his scent, once she opened them again they were blood red "...To die for, now should I just feed on you, or shall I turn you, imprint you and make you into my pet?" She snickered darkly. Her fangs starting to elongate with each second, she was ready for the kill. Normally she doesn't show her victims who she really is, but this is different. Yes, she was definitely going to turn this man into one them. A creature of the night, he was going to be hers.
His eyes widened as her eyes changed, he quickly pushed her off of him and got up from the seat. "A vampire?! I should have known something as foul as a creature like you could have lured me into their trap, but my dear you will do no such thing to me. I am not to be made into a pet for anyone." He hissed dangerously, though he had a hard time concentrating after all the drinks he had before. "Thats what you think my dear, but now, you have no choice..." She replied, standing up and staring right into his eyes. Yes, now was the time "Time to say goodnight my sweet...Nunc tu sopore!" She hissed, the last part in latin causing Loki to topple down. He fell to knees trying to resist the spell that was just casted. He was able to resist spells like this before, but this was different, his mind was slurred and not able to think straight, he had too many drinks. His body felt weak and his eyes were heavy, letting the spell take over his body, he fell onto the floor only seeing the world around him plummet into darkness. She smiled hungrily down at the sleeping man. Carefully she laid down on top of him and gently brushed away some hair that was in the way, she affectionately licked his neck before extending her fangs properly and biting him, she quickly started to feed on his rich delicious blood, once she was full she bit him again to inject the venom to turn him and imprinted him so he was now hers. Now that she was done she sat on top of him and stroked his cheek "Oh my poor little pet, I'm sorry, the pain won't last too long, soon you will be one of us my sweet. A creature of the night...Come and find me once the pain is gone, you will know where to go by then..." She cooed softly and kissed his lips softly before disappearing into thin air.
Loki woke up gasping for air. He sat up and looked around the room, noticing that he was alone, that beast had gone. He felt pain run from his neck and stood up but stumbled and fell back onto the couch. Carefully, he ran his hand on his neck. Fearing what has happened and hoping that this was only a nightmare, a sick trick by someone. Much to his despair, he felt four small gashes, "No..." he murmured to himself. He quickly got up and returned outside to the party, still feeling the pain on his neck as he tried to act if nothing happened.