Chapter 2 : Screams of the Beast
Back in the old days obfuscate was ever so more deadly, a Nosferatu or Malkavian could just appear right in front of you and were pretty much screwed unless you saw them coming first, that's one of the things that I have always envied about the Toreador's and Tremre, no matter how hard you tried its almost impossible to surprise on of the bastards, but still the Tore's weren't so bad, ah the memories of that fateful night were I met the most beautiful kindred I have ever seen.
It had been one of those hot summer nights, well as hot as it could be in England, but still the night air was pleasant on the undead skin and the senses soared with almost living passion, walking into the Tavern named the "Kindred Spirit" I heard a voice that has never had an equal in this world, she was tall and thin with flowing blonde hair down the small of her back, her arms were long and thin with delicate fingers twirling around as she added different inflections into her voice to make it sound just that little more entrancing , her eyes were gleaming with the candle light that hit them, at one stage they seemed to be green the next they were blue, adding to the entrancing image, but it was the clothes that stunned him the most, it was a simple white dress that revealed very little but left nothing up to the imagination.
Sitting in the corner Althrus hid himself from her eyes but even once he had entered the shadows her eyes never left him, at this time he remembered what Geoffrey had warned him as he left the haven, be ware of the Toreador they have eyes that can penetrate steel, flesh and the soul, they can tell if your lying and can even read you thoughts, think this to be a paranoid delusion of Geoffrey's Althrus ignored it and went on his way.
The night progressed on the mortals had all left or had been feed apon and were laying out the back of the tavern awaiting the sun to wake them, but in the tavern Althrus sat in the corner and watched the lady dance and sing, as the night was nearing the end a voice in Althrus's head had told him that he should follow the lady back to her haven, he did not know why this voice was in his head, but after feeding off a few drunken men he didn't argue about it.
Following the lady back they traveled to an underground hall, into the back rooms and further down a tunnel that lead to her haven, as if she knew he was there she left all the doors open, apon reaching the final room she spun around with such speed that he had only seen Geoffrey use once and closed the door behind him and try to push him onto the bed, if it were not for his strength he may have ended up face first into the closest wall, but even thought she had hit him with such speed his undead muscles refused to yield.
"What do you want" demanded Althrus as he snapped back to reality and saw that he was trapped, "isn't it obvious, I want you don't I silly" the lady answered in a very seductive voice, feeling her aura start to shine more brightly Althrus resisted with his own aura as he had been taught by Geoffrey, with that her aura faded away. "Damn I'm going to have to do this the other way" she muttered under her breath, "Before we start I guess I should tell you my name, I am known as Constance Pensance, I am of clan Toreador, and before you even start I already know your name Althrus of clan Brujah", shocked into silence at this Althrus stood still and with a little push by Constance Althrus fell easily onto the bed.
With a fluid motion Constance started to dance humming music and soothed Althrus's ears, he started to rise when in one movement she had dropped the dress she was wearing onto the floor to reveal that she was wearing nothing underneath, moving slowly towards Althrus she started to undress him, her hands felt warm on his undead skin, even as if blood pumped thought their veins.
Once she had taken off his shirt she pushed him back onto the bed and pressing herself onto him, he felt the warmness of her breasts pressing against his skin, with out thinking Althrus had begun to start some of his body's reaction to this, by using the powers in his blood to let certain muscles work without his attention.
At this Constance jumped a little as she felt a large hard object start to press against her, taking the opportunity to get her off balance Althrus gently moved her underneath him and started to remove the rest of his clothes, as the Constance seemed to be getting excited and had started the body's normal reactions to the situation, with this quite noticeable Althrus began to believe that Constance was human even though she seamed to have some of the gifts of Cain.
With a sudden jolt he felt pressure applied between his legs, as he looked down he saw that Constance had grabbed him and was leading him into herself, allowing this to happen he suddenly felt himself slip inside her and the warmth of her surprised her, so did her reaction, she start to moan, as if what she was experiencing was mortal feelings, at this the heart beat from her chest started to echo in his ears, increasing the speed of his thrusts Constance started to thrash around lost into what could only to called an animal passion.
Althrus's beast started to scream for blood as the beating of her heart had quickened and he could even hear the blood pulsing though her veins. Without hesitation Althrus sunk his teeth into Constance's flesh and drew the sweet blood from her veins not knowing of the consequences of his actions.
Back in the old days obfuscate was ever so more deadly, a Nosferatu or Malkavian could just appear right in front of you and were pretty much screwed unless you saw them coming first, that's one of the things that I have always envied about the Toreador's and Tremre, no matter how hard you tried its almost impossible to surprise on of the bastards, but still the Tore's weren't so bad, ah the memories of that fateful night were I met the most beautiful kindred I have ever seen.
It had been one of those hot summer nights, well as hot as it could be in England, but still the night air was pleasant on the undead skin and the senses soared with almost living passion, walking into the Tavern named the "Kindred Spirit" I heard a voice that has never had an equal in this world, she was tall and thin with flowing blonde hair down the small of her back, her arms were long and thin with delicate fingers twirling around as she added different inflections into her voice to make it sound just that little more entrancing , her eyes were gleaming with the candle light that hit them, at one stage they seemed to be green the next they were blue, adding to the entrancing image, but it was the clothes that stunned him the most, it was a simple white dress that revealed very little but left nothing up to the imagination.
Sitting in the corner Althrus hid himself from her eyes but even once he had entered the shadows her eyes never left him, at this time he remembered what Geoffrey had warned him as he left the haven, be ware of the Toreador they have eyes that can penetrate steel, flesh and the soul, they can tell if your lying and can even read you thoughts, think this to be a paranoid delusion of Geoffrey's Althrus ignored it and went on his way.
The night progressed on the mortals had all left or had been feed apon and were laying out the back of the tavern awaiting the sun to wake them, but in the tavern Althrus sat in the corner and watched the lady dance and sing, as the night was nearing the end a voice in Althrus's head had told him that he should follow the lady back to her haven, he did not know why this voice was in his head, but after feeding off a few drunken men he didn't argue about it.
Following the lady back they traveled to an underground hall, into the back rooms and further down a tunnel that lead to her haven, as if she knew he was there she left all the doors open, apon reaching the final room she spun around with such speed that he had only seen Geoffrey use once and closed the door behind him and try to push him onto the bed, if it were not for his strength he may have ended up face first into the closest wall, but even thought she had hit him with such speed his undead muscles refused to yield.
"What do you want" demanded Althrus as he snapped back to reality and saw that he was trapped, "isn't it obvious, I want you don't I silly" the lady answered in a very seductive voice, feeling her aura start to shine more brightly Althrus resisted with his own aura as he had been taught by Geoffrey, with that her aura faded away. "Damn I'm going to have to do this the other way" she muttered under her breath, "Before we start I guess I should tell you my name, I am known as Constance Pensance, I am of clan Toreador, and before you even start I already know your name Althrus of clan Brujah", shocked into silence at this Althrus stood still and with a little push by Constance Althrus fell easily onto the bed.
With a fluid motion Constance started to dance humming music and soothed Althrus's ears, he started to rise when in one movement she had dropped the dress she was wearing onto the floor to reveal that she was wearing nothing underneath, moving slowly towards Althrus she started to undress him, her hands felt warm on his undead skin, even as if blood pumped thought their veins.
Once she had taken off his shirt she pushed him back onto the bed and pressing herself onto him, he felt the warmness of her breasts pressing against his skin, with out thinking Althrus had begun to start some of his body's reaction to this, by using the powers in his blood to let certain muscles work without his attention.
At this Constance jumped a little as she felt a large hard object start to press against her, taking the opportunity to get her off balance Althrus gently moved her underneath him and started to remove the rest of his clothes, as the Constance seemed to be getting excited and had started the body's normal reactions to the situation, with this quite noticeable Althrus began to believe that Constance was human even though she seamed to have some of the gifts of Cain.
With a sudden jolt he felt pressure applied between his legs, as he looked down he saw that Constance had grabbed him and was leading him into herself, allowing this to happen he suddenly felt himself slip inside her and the warmth of her surprised her, so did her reaction, she start to moan, as if what she was experiencing was mortal feelings, at this the heart beat from her chest started to echo in his ears, increasing the speed of his thrusts Constance started to thrash around lost into what could only to called an animal passion.
Althrus's beast started to scream for blood as the beating of her heart had quickened and he could even hear the blood pulsing though her veins. Without hesitation Althrus sunk his teeth into Constance's flesh and drew the sweet blood from her veins not knowing of the consequences of his actions.