ROLEPLAY HQ - fangs-and-claws

The blades sheathed on his back was a comforting weight as he walked through an empty street save for a few carriages pulled by horses, it was how he preferred it, the less people around the better. It meant that they wouldn’t be around to witness his hunt. For there was a reason to fear the dead of night as the weak would be preyed upon by those with bad intentions but those monsters were not without predators and his duty was not something that he would easily shirk, but what would be said about him, is he a fighter with noble deeds to claim his to be proud of like a knight of valour. Or was he just a monster hunting other monsters? In his mind he was just doing what was right, with every monster he killed the less victims there would be, there would be less families splintered and broken like his own. The memories of what happened still flashed in his mind even now. He remembered his father a man so kind and caring the kind that wouldn’t hurt a fly but then he went missing until they managed to find his father again. He was brought home but, in the end, Cass was left with his father’s blood on his hands with the wish that they had never found him again. His eyes looked through the street as he reached the den that he was walking to before he stopped in front of the door as he made sure that no one was on the street with him, he didn’t want anyone following after him and getting hurt after all.

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Once he was sure that the coast was clear he widened his footing so that he’d have a stance that’d give him more balance before he tilted back and lashed out with an expel of his breath he drove his fist through the wooden door before he quickly unlocked the door paying the splinters no mind as he then took a step back and pulled the door open. Why use keys when a fist could pick any lock. His sensitive hearing picked up the sounds of fast footsteps and heart beats before he spotted the two men that ran through the doorway that left him frowning before he stepped through the door and shut it behind him. “It always pisses me off when I see normal people working with them. What do you think that if you behave for them, they’ll make you like them?” He asked practically growling in anger, but he kept his temper under control. They weren’t being controlled he could tell that with their eyes. “Coming here was a mistake.” Was all he heard back from the slower of the two as the one with a knife reached him first his blade gripped in his right hand as the skinny black-haired man lunged with his blade trying to stab him in the gut, but he simply stepped to the side leaving the man off balanced as he overextended himself. Something he regretted quickly as his head was gripped and pushed down meeting halfway with the knee that was slammed upwards into his jaw before his shoulder was gripped and he was pushed into the wall forgotten about for now as the second attacker reached the fight.

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In his hands he brandished a large axe lifting it up over his head he brought it down over the shoulder over the hunter lashing out with a blow which would have severed an arm from most but instead the hunter acted quickly his knees dropping and his hips rolling letting him just miss the attack before he sprung up and lashed out with a hit of his own, his knuckles meeting the man's jaw with such force that he was knocked off his feet his body harshly colliding with the ground. The two men were clearly unmatched against the hunter. He knew that and surely, they now knew that too, but he couldn’t bring himself to draw his sword to finish them off. Their fates weren’t his to decide after all. “Leave now as before nightfall the monsters you follow will be nothing more than damned souls that have seen penance by my blade, what they have is nothing but a curse and if I find out that you still wish to serve their kind once tonight is over then you will see no more mercy from them.” He told them both firmly before he walked deeper into his preys den.

Dark. It had always been dark for Eva, only this time it was quite literal. The white blonde dhampir sat in a small cage, a muzzle over her face, an iron collar around her throat, chaining her to the ground. Her hair, once lustrous, was limp down her back, and her clothes hung off of her form. A blindfold sat over her eyes, and her wrists were chained too. Eva wasn’t permitted to look at her captors, though she knew who they were. The ones who’d taken her in after her father had gone berserk, she’d been well looked after, if coldly treated. They were pure vampires, while she was an abomination, a being created from the forbidden union of a human and vampire. It was only when a Lycan had attacked her had her fate changed. Footsteps interrupted her thoughts, and she lifted her head, ears twitching as she listened. It had been so silent before, yet now footsteps echoed through the den, slow, steady, deliberate. It wasn’t the sultry soft steps of a vampire, nor was it the heavier, clumsy steps of a human. No, this was a hunters walk, Eva knew it well, had heard it before. She shrunk back against the cold iron bars, the touch making her hiss as her back touched it. The iron burned somewhat, and kept her weak, but still, she stuck to the shadows, and kept quiet,holding her breath. @All time Jack

He found the vampires before he found her, the moment that he spotted them he had his sword drawn before the vampires could even take a breath before he lunged forward and charged at them. They said that normal means couldn't kill vampires but he found that didn't matter. Not when he was strong enough to cleave their heads from their shoulders. When he found her his sword was still drawn and stained with blood but when he saw her he wiped his blade clean using his now torn shirt before he sheathed it. It was obvious that she wasn't a threat to him. When he saw the scraps of his shirt that remained he sighed before he tore his top off revealing a muscular and scared chest. He quickened his steps after he pulled off his shirt before he walked over to her and dropped down onto his knees in front of her. "What are you?" He couldn't help but whisper to her before he leaned into her and sniffed her not caring that he was going to give away his own status to her. He was sure that the mix of wolf and human would be clear to vampire. His calloused hands gently touched her face as he breathed her scent in before he first pulled her blindfold off her followed by the muzzle that she was wearing. @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

The footsteps she’s heard stopped, and they sounded pretty close. Without her vision, she couldn’t really ascertain how close they were, having one of her senses removed had dulled the rest of her senses, perhaps that to the level of a human. It was frustrating to no end. And with the iron that shackled her, enslaved her led to her being unable to project a sixth sense forward. Eva froze up, and not a breath left her, especially when the scent hit her. Lycan. That familiar fear gripped at her heart, quickened its sluggish beat, and a low hiss left her, muffled by the muzzle. A Lycan was nearby. Had her captors done this to terrify her again? The silence often disconcerted her, and they always left when the Lycan came. She hadn’t heard the sounds of battle and slaughter, her cage was below ground level, in a dank basement under the den, so she assumed they’d left her with a Lycan again. She felt hands nearby, and struggled back, pressing herself further against the bars, ignoring the burning, as much as she could. She’d heard the tearing of cloth, but not the howls that came with a transformation. And while she struggled to stay away, her blindfold was lifted, and though the light was low, only a few lit candles, it blinded her, and she squinted against the light, while her muzzle was also removed. “What are you?” That was the question thrown her way, and when she’d gotten used to the light, she just stared, distrustful, sullen, at the scarred, shirtless male before her. @All time Jack

He was sure that he didn't miss the low muffled hiss that left the woman's lips. A normal human wouldn't have heard it, a normal hunter wouldn't have even heard it but he wasn't a normal hunter. He felt bad as he noticed how scared she was, even if she seemed somewhat of a vampire he never liked scaring innocents and she didn't seem evil. Was the iron hurting her? Something about it just seemed off to him. "I said what are you." He repeated as he heard her squint as he first looked at her mouth before he looked up at her eyes as he watched her stare at him before his arms gripped her bindings and carefully broke them off her, freeing her enough that she could be moved. Which was when his hands gripped her before he pulled her up onto his lap, making her sit on top of him away from the iron bars. "Open your mouth." He ordered wanting to see if she had the teeth of a human or a vampire. @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

His tone demanding, the male repeated his words, and Eva still didn’t answer. Even if she wanted to, she couldn’t. He was strong, that much was clear by the way he just ripped apart the chains that bound her. That was only more proof he was a Lycan, even if he wasn’t transformed. Eva didn’t understand why he wasn’t killing her. Surely, he could smell her heritage? Surely he was ordered to kill her? This only left the dhampir more and more confused, and she looked away, letting out a yelp as she was suddenly pulled into his lap. She growled, and placed her palms on his chest, pushing away, trying to get herself free. She didn’t want to be held, she wasn’t a child, and it was clear her struggles not only weren’t enough, but quickly tired her out. She was weak, exhausted, starved, and that much was evident just by how she looked. Eva shook her head when he ordered her. To open her mouth, her eyes a deep crimson, the blood like colour swirling bright in her eyes, despite how terrible she looked. She never spoke a word, but all her emotion was in those gorgeous hues. @All time Jack

He wasn't angry at her, and if he was he wouldn't really show it. One of the first things that the order of the Lycans taught was restraint and control. If they couldn't control the heightened emotions that the bite gave them and they lost themselves to their impulses then Cass knew they would become no better then the vampires that they swore to hunt. His hands gripped her hips firmly as he ignored her growls and her attempts to get. Even if she was a full blooded well fed vampire werewolves were still usually stronger then vampires. They weren't as durable and they only lived as long as humans but they were strong. "Behave." He spoke back to her firmly his eyes the same silver shade as the moon starring back at her before he leaned forward until his lips were only inches away from hers. "Prove to me that you're not a danger and I will free you." He whispered before he leaned forward and claimed her lips with his. She was his first kiss and he kissed with more force then necessary while he pushed his tongue inside of her mouth. @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

She winced, as he gripped her hips, fingers digging into her flesh. Had she been at full power, it wouldn’t feel like much of anything at all, but she was weakened, impoverished. He told her to behave, and Eva couldn’t help but feel insulted, like she was a dog waiting for a command. She hissed again, her deep crimson eyes taking on a silvery tint, the colour swirling like a storm. He leaned forward, and Eva leaned back. He was so close his nose touched hers, and she snarled, a deep guttural sound. There was something wrong with this sound, not quite there, like she couldn’t make it properly. Then he told to her to prove she wasn’t a danger, and Eva frowned, confused. In that pause, the male lurched forward, pressing his lips firmly against hers,kissing her forcefully, and her eyes widened. She was lax for a moment, which enabled the Lycan to push his tongue past her lips, grazing against her fangs. Eva blinked, confused, and then another growl left her, while she pushed against his chest, her nails scratching and digging in. She even contemplated biting down on his tongue, but she didn’t want Lycan blood in her mouth. Using her legs, she manoeuvred them up and between them, and forcefully kicked herself away, rage filling her face, as she stood and wiped at her mouth furiously. Within a second, the angry dhampir was in front of the Lycan, and a resounding SLAP filled the dungeon, as she slammed her palm into his face with every bit of strength she had left, snarling, her eyes glowing that eerie red silver. @All time Jack

He didn't want to hurt her. It was why he wasn't touching her too roughly and he wasn't trying to hurt her feelings. He just had a tendency to be blunt. He made his life about hunting and slaying vampires which meant that his social skills were left lacking. Dull like a blade that was never maintained. He was starting to slowly pick up that there was something wrong with her voice, but the idea that she was mute was yet to cross his mind. He didn't kiss her for his pleasure, maybe there were better ways for him to conform then to kiss her and taste her spit. It was just the best way that he thought of that didn't involve hurting her. He should have expected her adverse reaction however. He didn't care about her growl, or her nails scratching against his chest. Only when he felt her legs move and kick away did he let the kiss end. He bit closed his eyes and let his tongue rub against the roof of his mouth before he sighed as she slapped him while snarling. If the situation was different he might have called her eyes pretty. "So you're not a normal vampire. And you don't seem lost to blood thirst to me." He told her unphased by her violence or the light pain she gave him. It was light at least to the severe pain that came with shifting. "Can you speak?" He asked his voice softening before he gently gripped her arms and pulled her in close again. "You're not a full vampire but you're also clearly not human." He spoke as he carefully bent and broke the rest of her shackles freeing her fully. "Are you hurt? You clearly need a bath and to be fed but you don't look hurt to me." @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

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The dhampir didn’t know whether to feel insulted or confused. Of course she needed a bath, the girl was filthy, she’d been trapped in a cage for god only knew how long. This Lycan stated the obvious, and she fought against the urge to roll her eyes. Eva watched the male for a moment, unsurprised that her slap did next to nothing to him. Her gaze darted to the doorway while he was speaking, and she made a snap decision to run, get away as fast as she could, but the moment. The thought crossed her head, his hands closed around her biceps once more, and he pulled her closer. Her reaction was to snarl, bare her fangs at him, but she’d play the long game, for now. Eva shrugged in response to his question, on if she could speak. She thought it was pretty clear that she couldn’t, and with a careless gesture, she pointed out the deep gashes torn into her throat, healed, but still terrible to look at, painful. Her blood thirst however, was still very much within her. She was simply too weak to act on it. She’d not fed in five years, and barely had a scrap of food, only what would keep her barely alive. She was a shell of a person now, almost feral, no semblance of the Ashgrove she once was.

He needed to bathe himself, maybe not as badly as she needed to but still he needed one. He needed to clean his sword too. He was sweaty and much like his blade there was a lot of blood on him. Thankfully it wasn't really his blood. He kept her close so that she couldn't run from him, he knew that if a regular hunter came across her they would kill her like she was nothing more then a regular vampire. Or at least they would try to and there was still the worry that she would hurt other people. He ignored her defensiveness and moved his hands down her biceps to her hips as his eyes looked into hers. When she pointed at her vocal cords he leaned in closer to her and got a good luck before he looked up at her eyes. "I think a regular vampire would have healed from that. But you've got something that a regular vampire doesn't." He spoke before he let go off one of her hips and placed hand on her chest, his calloused hand slipping between the valley if her breasts over her heart. "I slay vampires, I slay beasts that can't rein control over their most vile desires but I hope that you're not one of those." He confessed his eyes looking into hers before he stood, his hand that wasn't on her chest wrapping around her hips to support her weight as he picked her up. "Will you let me take care of you? I swear that I won't hurt you, I won't let anyone hurt you. I'll even feed you my blood and in return I want to make sure that you don't hurt anyone else." @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

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*His hands moved down to her hips, and Eva couldn’t help but think of how forward the male seemed to be. He touched her so easily, as if she was meant to be touched, and that was only more evident as he traced his finger down the alley of her breasts, over her heart. Eva scowled, her brows furrowed deeply over her eyes. She scoffed, as his hand pressed against her heart. A heart? Had she had a heart, perhaps she would have wept? Perhaps she would have felt anything at all. But Eva was numb to it all, numb to any feeling other than hopelessness. That’s all she felt anymore. Her gaze darted away as he confessed his hope that she wasn’t a vampire that let her vile desires control her. But who was to say she wasn’t? No, she’d been simply too weak to act on any desires. She let out a startled huff as he picked her up, and scowled at him again. Soon, she thought. He offered his blood, and so readily so, in the hope that she didn’t harm any other. As foul as Lycan blood was, it was food and sustenance to her in that moment. She’d drain him, she thought. When he least expected it, Eva would drain him of his lifeblood, until he was nothing but a husk, mummified and forgotten. Sighing, Eva fought the scowl away, and instead, a tired, defeated look appeared on her face, and she placed a hand on his shoulder, nodding her acceptance. Truly, she was exhausted, but this male seemed somewhat gullible. Eva would use that to her advantage, until she could get away.

He knew of course that she was a woman. He would have to be a fool or blind not to notice her feminine traits. Even if her long hair was dirty and the rags she wore didn't add to her beauty much but knowing that she was a woman and thinking of her in a sexual way were two different things and he hadn't even begun to think about how she would have felt about his hands on her hips, on her breasts or how if may have seemed. While he would never admit it, largely because he didn't even know the truth was that he knew as much about women and how to interact with them as he did space travel. With his skills with his sword alone he could beat a master but with her he was entirely out of his depths. He missed her scoffing as he focused on her heartbeat. He knew that his logic was flawed, he practically hoping that she was good and ignoring the fact that she was like them because she had a heartbeat. It was nothing more then wish fulfilment on his part he knew that. Maybe he just wanted to believe the best in her because she seemed so powerless like he was. That he was willing to try. He heard her sigh a second time as he felt her hand on his shoulder before he pulled her body firmly against his chest letting her nest her head in his shoulder if she wanted to. His body was warm and since his muscular chest was bare she would have been able to feel his warmth easily. "Just try and trust me I don't want to hurt you, and I promise I'm not going to treat you like the vampires you won't be chained down or trapped." He told her softly before his hands slipped down her body to carefully grip under her knees to help him support her as he carried her out of her cell taking her past the now dead vampires and the knocked out humans who were supporting them before he stopped at the door that would lead them outside. "What is the sun like for you?" @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

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She didn’t lay her head on his shoulder because she wanted to, but the warmth that emanated from him was simply too much to resist. She didn’t know how long it had been since she’d felt such warmth, a heartbeat against her ear, steady and strong. Another sigh left her, as she laid a cheek to his chest, crimson eyes closing. She was exhausted, more than that, simply mentally drained. She could feel his body rock as he began to walk, leaving the dark, dank dungeon for good. Vampires bodies were strewn across the ground, dead, each of their faces and various stages of terror. Eva didn’t open her eyes as he carried her past them, but she could smell the death. It had a very distinct scent, sickly, cold, like mildew, Eva thought. She didn’t want to open her eyes, especially not with that smell. As much as she’d wanted the vampires gone, she wasn’t sure she wanted them dead. They were still her family, whether she liked them or not, despite what they’d done to her. “What is the sun like for you?” His question reached her ears as the rocking motion of his walking stopped, and Eva opened her eyes, finding the large ornate door, just slightly cracked open. She had lost all sense of time being locked in that dungeon, so seeing the sunlight crack through, for the first time in five years, it made her throat close up, her eyes well up. She loved sunlight, even if sunlight didn’t like her. Eva shook her head, to his answer. She hoped that alone would convey that the sun wasn’t kind to her. She didn’t listen to his promises, promises never meant anything. Words were just words, and people tended to lie to serve themselves only.

Werewolves were naturally warm, warmer then most humans even without shifting and he knew that he was no exception. It was helpful during the winter, he liked to go into the woods a lot and being warm helped especially at night. He really didn't like summer though. He paused for a moment as he felt her face rest against his chest, he didn't know why but something about it made his heart raced and it made him feel jittery. He couldn't help but wonder why before he pushed down the feeling. When be boticed the way that her eyes welled up he paused for a moment his arms instinctively hugging her body closer before he noticed her shake her head. "I should have probably guessed." He murmured to her under his breath before he looked around and spotted large black out curtains. "I'm going to cover you up in the curtains, you won't be able to see but the sun shouldn't be able to affect you. I'll take it off when your safe." He promised her before he pulled one of the curtains down careful to make sire that the sun didn't touch her before he then wrapped her up with it making sure that the sun wouldn't be able to affect her not when her front waw pressed against his body and her back would he covered in cloth. @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

His arms tightened around her, and that snapped Eva out of her reverie, out of her longing for the sunlight to touch her skin. She composed herself, and let that impassive mask fall into place again. No need to let him see anything else of her, she’d be long gone by the time he slept, and she drained him. He was a short time plan, just before her long term one. She could survive by herself, she knew, she just needed blood, and if he was so willing to offer, then why shouldn’t she take it? The large black out curtains had been there for as long as Eva could remember. If the sun was irritating for her, then for a vampire, it was a thousand fold. It never took long for a vampire to burn in the sun, but it was just as agonising, Eva still remembered screams. The Lycan pulled down one of the curtains, shielding Eva from the sun in the meantime, and wrapped the large heavy cloth around her, hooding it over her head too, so she was completely covered. They’d certainly be a sight to look at, she knew. If the townspeople were going about the day, as early as it was, then Eva could only imagine the looks they’d garner. A shirtless, scarred man, carrying a cloth covered woman out of one of the most noble houses. She wondered briefly if anyone would actually care about anyone in this house. They’d never been particularly kind, and lorded wealth over everyone. Eva knew people only pandered to her family because of money and status. If they’d known they were vampires, then she could only imagine how bad the hunt would be. She’d be killed along with them. As the cloth covered her, she settled herself comfortably against the male’s chest, closing her eyes. She hadn’t slept properly for what felt like an age, and all the excitement had made her somewhat drowsy. She’d sleep, for now. Rest her eyes until it was time for her to go.

@All time Jack

He made sure that the blanket covered her as much as possible before he stepped outside with his arms securely wrapped around her waist. He wasn't going to drop her and he certainly wasn't going to let anyone take her as he walked with her at a steady pace. He didn't rush, not wanting to jostle her too much as he walked with his body pressed against hers but at the same time he didn't walk slowly. He felt his heart race faster as she got comfortable against him, he couldn't help but bite down on his lower lip as he stumbled for a moment not knowing why he was feeling so weird before he pushed down the feeling and forced himself to continue walking again. Before long he managed to reach the house that he was planning to take her. It wasn't his house but it was instead owned by the order to be used as safe houses for them. He made sure that there was no one inside before he stepped inside and locked the door behind him. "We're inside now." He murmured before he carefully pulled the blanket off of her only to pause as he noticed that she was fast asleep. "Oh, let's get you washed then." He murmured before he carried her upstairs. Once they were in the bathroom he paused unsure how to wake her up. @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

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Not once did she wake up during the travel. No matter how fast or slow the Lycan walked, Eva didn’t wake up, she slept soundly in the warmth of her cocoon, the safety of the curtain wrapped around her. She didn’t feel the sun, or hear exclamations of the townspeople. She simply slept. And in her sleep, she didn’t dream. It was all black, no sound or light or memories. Eva hadn’t had a sleep like this for as long as she could remember. It was only when they got the safe house, that Eva began to stir. And even then, she did it silently. She didn’t want to alter the Lycan to the fact that she was awake, so she waited to see what he would do. Her eyes remained closed, and she kept her breathing deep and steady, even as he carried her upstairs. As he pulled the curtain away from her form. She shivered then, immediately missing the warm safety of the cloth, and as they entered the bathroom, only then did she begin to stir properly. Crimson eyes opened, and she looked around, her gaze drifting over the shower almost longingly, then to the sink, the toilet, the mirror. It was a pretty homey room, she thought, warm, and her gaze drifted back to the shower again, and then to the Lycan. She raised a brow quizzically, tilting her head slightly.

He was kind of glad that she was so easy to carry, he was partially expecting to have to struggle but there was none. It was even easy to take her inside and into the bathroom, he should have guessed that she was asleep. He hugged her body more closely to his chest again as he felt her shiver in his arms while his gaze looked down to her face. He watched as her red eyes opened, he didn't say anything as she looked around not missing how her gaze lingered on the shower before he saw her look at him with a raised brow. "I told you that you needed to bathe didn't I? I need one as well." He explained before he gently set her down as well onto her feet. He wrapped an arm around her as well keeping her body close to his. Before he nodded with his head. "This place has both a shower and a bath, which would you rather use?" He asked but when he remembered that she couldn't speak he hummed. "If you want to use the shower pinch my shoulder, if you want to use the bath pinch my chest " @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

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The dhampir couldn’t help but roll her eyes as the Lycan gave her options to communicate. She could communicate very well on her own, she thought, but the option to pinch? Well, maybe it would be somewhat enjoyable for her. Eva reached up, and pinched his shoulder, hard, then pointed to the shower, showcasing that she didn’t need options to communicate. She couldn’t help but feel like a child, being princess carried, but at the same time, she knew she wasn’t strong enough to run from a Lycan. Had she been at full power, then maybe, but even then, it would be difficult. Eva sighed, and rubbed at her face, waiting for the man to take her over to the shower. It was more a need than a want now, she knew she was filthy, and she knew she smelled, and it was getting to a point that now it was bothering her. Scrambling from his arms, she hit the ground, and made her way to the shower, opening the door and studying it. It was…. Confusing to say the least, not like any shower she’d seen before. The dhampir paused, bare feet on the ground, a slight shiver running through her. It was chilly in this room, and in the better light, it was easy to see just how much of a mess she was. Covered in filth. Her own dried blood, she was thin, her rags hung from her emaciated form, and she almost seemed to shrink in on herself, embarrassed by how she looked, biting at chapped lips.

He bit down on his lower lip from the sting of how hard she pinched him but he didn't make any noise or complaint. He paused for a moment when she them pointed to the shower before he reddened slightly. "Sorry I've never encountered someone who couldn't speak before." He admitted to her softly. It didn't help that she was so dirty, werewolves often communicated by scent but her filthiness made it difficult. He watched her walk to the shower and didn't move until she shivered which was when he walked over to letting his warmth waft over her before he noticed the way that her mood lowered. "It's not you're fault you're so dirty." He whispered to her before he wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her against his bare chest his instincts telling him to be touchy even if he wasn't sure why "But if you hate it so much I promise you won't have to be like this again. You can bathe as much as you want here and I'm happy to feed you. I'm even happy to help clean you today." He whispered to her with a deep voice before he reached for the shower and turned it on, letting the water warm up while they weren't in the water. His hand felt the water and once he felt like it was warm enough he carefully lifted her off the ground again and with her in his arms still he stepped into the warm water with her. @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

Reply to: @Cass Azure (@All time Jack) He bit down on his lower lip from the sting of how hard she pinched him but he didn't make any noise or complaint. He paused for...

His warmth washed over her back as he got closer, she could feel his heat. Her ears twitched slightly as the male wrapped his arms around her hips, and pulled her closer, until her back hit his chest. Eva frowned, and fought the urge to pull away. She didn’t know why he insisted on being close, on touching her, and it confused her even more especially when she was so filthy. It wasn’t her fault, she said. Perhaps she could have insisted on a bath, or even a bucket of water, but even if she’d tried to communicate with her family, she knew they’d ignore her. They always had. The tips of her ears reddened as he mentioned helping clean her, and her eyes widened, then narrowed, as an embarrassed blush spread across her cheeks. Was it really so obvious she would struggle to do things herself? She was even struggling to hold herself up after being chained down for so long, and her legs were already shaking. Play the long game, Eva, she thought to herself, play along until he sleeps, and then you can drain him and run…. Eva watched the shower run, and watched as steam began to rise, and she let out a silent yelp as the Lycan picked her up, walking her under the hot stream. Her hand shot out, and she steadied herself against the wall, motioning to be put down. The water soaked her skin, her rags clung to her flesh, and the water that left her body turned black, disappearing down the drain. Her head hung, as she watched the filth swirl in the bottom of the shower, and her bottom lip trembled, as the hot water ran down her form. Just a simple thing, a shower, and she hadn’t realised how much she missed it.

He knew that there was something troubling her but he didn't know exactly what and with her back to his he was oblivious to her embarrassed blush. Really he just wanted to help her. It didn't take a genius to know that she was exhausted. She was so thin, so frail that HD wanted to help protect her. To nurse her back to health. When she let out the silent yelp he gripped her body more securely to show her that he wouldn't let her fall. He thought about ignoring her motion and not let her down to keep his support but in the end he changed his mind. She needed help of course but he wouldn't take her agency away from her. As the water run down both of them he ignored how black and dirty the water was as he put her down and used his grip on her hips to gently turn her around and face him. "Don't look at the water, look at me." He told her, his calloused hands staying on her soaked body so that she wouldn't have to carry all her weight. "I'm covered in blood and sweat, so I'm in no position to shame or judge you." He told her before he gripped the remains of his trousers, only letting go off her hips with one hand as he then tore off the remains of his clothes until he was stood in front of her fully nude. His small cock soft and flaccid with neatly groomed blonde hair above him. "Do you want help getting undressed? I mean what I said when I can help you get washed and clean. I'll even be happy to shave you wherever you want if you'd like." @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

Reply to: @Cass Azure (@All time Jack) He knew that there was something troubling her but he didn't know exactly what and with her back to his he was oblivious to her ...

She was turned around in his arms, and she stumbled back a bit, her back against the cold tile as she looked up at him, as per his request. She was playing the long game, that was what she told herself. He was right, that he was covered in blood, the blood of her family. She could smell it on him, smell them. Her lips parted slightly, and she couldn’t help but look away as he began to undress, her eyes snapping shut. This man was clearly unaware of societal norms, perhaps even more so than she was, but for a completely different reason. She cracked one eye open to see him fully nude, and of course, her gaze dropped down to his crotch before she shut her eye again. His hands were rough on her skin, which wasn’t exactly soft after years of mistreatment. Eva nodded slowly. She knew she’d need help, she was too frail, even if her body and current state embarrassed her. It didn’t matter, he’d be dead before long, and Eva would forget her embarrassed. She lifted her arms above her head, her body and clothes soaked,her eyes opening to watch the Lycan. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest, she was nervous and embarrassed, but it didn’t show on her face. Instead, her gaze remained impassive, ready for him to take charge. She couldn’t help but notice his nudity, despite the fact that he was a Lycan, he was handsome, and well muscled, even if Eva didn’t want to admit it.

He didn't think about how she wohmd react to him being nude in front of her, he had grown used to being nude around other people. At least other men. They would stick together at first in the order. They after shared the large baths and during full moons when they shifted they're clothes were often destroyed, but he had never been nude with a woman before. Something he was really forgetting. He didn't really notice her glancing at his cock, it wasn't anything impressive not while he was soft at least. When she nodded at him he smiled at her softly before he took a small step closer to her. "I'll be gentle I promise and I have a steady hand, if you want to be shaved I can do it without cutting you." He promised before he let his eyes trail up and down her body as he decided how he would start. "I'll start off high and then low. First I'll wash your hair and you're face." He spoke before he had an idea. "Stay right there okay." He added before he stepped out of the shower and grabbed a stool from the bathroom, quicky setting it down behind her. "Sit for me. Do you want me to shave your arms and you armpits?" @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

Reply to: @Cass Azure (@All time Jack) He didn't think about how she wohmd react to him being nude in front of her, he had grown used to being nude around other people...

Eva simply nodded in response to his question. She didn’t care about his being gentle, or about not cutting her. The pain wouldn’t phase her, she just wanted to get clean and groomed, she wanted to feel somewhat normal. When he brought the stool, she sat down on it gratefully. She hadn’t missed his gaze up and down her form, and she knew then that she didn’t look great. She missed how she used to look. When she sat down, and he stood in front of her, it really dawned on her that they were both nude. To Eva,this was a sacred thing, to be naked with a man, it was something she’d been taught, and kept close to her heart. That heart began beating rapidly again, and. She swallowed, keeping her gaze low.

He smiled at her softly when she nodded at him, and when she said down he raised his hand without a thought to gently brush his fingers through her wet dirty hair. He thought that her heart racing was a sign that she was nervous at first making him pause as he gently rubbed her scalp. "You're going to be okay I promise." He whispered to her before he took a step closer to her ignoring his nudity. He let both of his hands then go to her head as his fingers gently run through her hair. "Close your eyes for me okay." He added before he squeezed some shampoo onto his hands and began to wash her hair his fingers massaging her scalp. @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

Reply to: @Cass Azure (@All time Jack) He smiled at her softly when she nodded at him, and when she said down he raised his hand without a thought to gently brush his ...

She did so, closing her eyes as he Evan to massage her scalp,the scent of the shampoo filling her senses. Her muscles had relaxed some with the hot water down her body. Her hair had darkened some with the water, but as the Lycan began to wash it, she sighed, a soft sound leaving her, a sigh, her shoulders dropping slightly. He wouldn’t hurt her, she was going to be okay, and if she had any humanity left in her, that might have stirred her heart, she might have felt remorse about the fate that would befell him. Instead, it only strengthened her resolve, and she hummed.*

He covered her hair in soap making sure that he had washed deep enough that it was absorbed by her scalp before he gently gripped her head and tilted it so that her head would fall under the warm spray of water. As the soap washed from her hair he continued to rub her scalp before he tilted her head back and washed her hair again adding another load of shampoo to her hair. He knew that normally ove washing wasn't good on both your hair or your skin but with how dirty she was he knew that she needed it. "You can have another shower later if you want. Maybe tomorrow." He added before he added soap to his hands and started to gently wash her face and her neck, his calloused hands touching her with a gentleness that was unexpected of someone with such calloused hands. "Can you eat regular food too? Do you want to?" @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

Reply to: @Cass Azure (@All time Jack) He covered her hair in soap making sure that he had washed deep enough that it was absorbed by her scalp before he gently grippe...

As her hair got cleaner and cleaner, the luminescence of the white blond began to show, and she sighed again, the massaging of her skull relaxing her further. She sat with her knees together, feet apart, her hands stuffed between her thighs. She didn’t quite know what to do with them, so she focused on how good it felt to get clean, even if it was slow. His question brought Eva out of her thoughts, and she shook her head. She could eat regular food, but had no want to, and pushed wasn’t sure if her stomach could handle it anymore anyways. Another shower sounded good, so she nodded to that, with a soft hum.

Reply to: @Eva Ashgrove (@Eden (COMMS OPEN)) As her hair got cleaner and cleaner, the luminescence of the white blond began to show, and she sighed again, the massaging of h...

"You're hairs pretty when it's clean." He murmured to her softly without thinking about his words as he looked at her pretty blonde hair. He washed her slowly on purpose as he thoroughly cleaned her. "I won't expect you to eat normal food then. I'll just eat extra so I can give you more blood." He told her as he finished cleaning her face. He cleaned her arms next making sure to rinse her off thoroughly as he washed her arms and then her armpits. He didn't bother to take off the rags she wore properly, instead he let his claws out and carefully cut away the rags so that be could wash more and more of her bare skin even as he avoided her breasts before his hands rested on her armpits his fingers brushing against her hairs. "You want me to shave your arms and your armpits right?" He asked wanting to make sure. @Eden (COMMS OPEN)

Reply to: @Cass Azure (@All time Jack) "You're hairs pretty when it's clean." He murmured to her softly without thinking about his words as he looked at her pretty blo...

He was careful in washing her, if excruciatingly slow. Her breath hitched every time his hands ran across her skin, and she kept her eyes closed, just so she didn’t have to see the filth was down the drain. She was already embarrassed, she didn’t want to see how bad it had been. She hummed in response to his comment on her hair, and shivered as she felt the claws in her body, just seconds before the rags fell to the ground. She fought the urge to cover her body, to cross her arms over her chest, she squeeze her thighs closer together, but his hands were already under her arms, noting the hair there. Her face flamed up again in embarrassment, and her lips trembled, fighting the urge to cry. She used to take care of herself so well, and now, now it felt like she was weak, like she couldn’t do anything herself. Still, she nodded in answer to his question, and lifted her arms to give him better access, keeping her eyes tightly closed. She appreciated his avoiding her breasts, and she trembled slightly.

He hummed as he hard the way that her breath hitched and she shivered. His every touch gentle even as he couldn't see her face which meant that he couldn't see her blush. He could only hear her heartbeat and now that she was becoming less and less dirty as the water and his hands helped to clean her he was starting to pick up more and more about her natural scent. Which was why he was able to notice that she became more upset with his hands under his arms. Only when she nodded at him and lifted her arms did he speak as he leaned into her and let his fingers gently brush against the hairs of her armpits. "This isn't gross, it's nothing to be ashamed about. Really you should see how hairy I get around the full moon." He confessed to her before he let go off her and stepped out of the shower again before he quickly returned with a razor and some cream. "Keep your arms up for me. And try to stay still." He instructed her before he started to shave her first her armpits then her arms. He stayed true to his words with nimble hands and a generous amount of cream the hair was gone in no time and not a scratch was on her. "See that wasn't so bad. Do you want to see?"

Reply to: @Cass Azure (@All time Jack) He hummed as he hard the way that her breath hitched and she shivered. His every touch gentle even as he couldn't see her face w...

In truth, she didn’t want to open her eyes. She didn’t want to see how different she looked. She knew that if she opened her eyes, despite how clean she was now, she would see how thin and frail she was, a mere shadow of what she once was. The dhampir was holding her breath as he shaved her, his words were little to no comfort, considering he was a Lycan. Eventually though, those crimson orbs opened, and she looked down at herself, at the lack of hair on her arms and armpits. Her bottom lip trembled, and she sniffled, nodding her thanks. Sometimes she wished she could convey her thoughts, could speak as easily as she used to. Truly, no matter how gentle the Lycan was being, Eva had that deep seated fear, one that chilled her very bones. But still, she told herself to play along, it would be easier. She turned her crimson gaze on the male, and smiled, chapped lips stretching slightly as she did so. Yes, she was thin, but at least she was clean now. That in itself was a comfort, one she hadn’t had for many years. Brushing wet hair away from her face, Eva stretched, the scent of the shampoo and shower gel washing over her. It was nice, to smell anything other than filth.

She was cleaner which he was happy about he wasn't done if course but by the time they left the shower he would be. They wouldn't leave until she was happy he decided to himself in his head. Even if it took hours. He hoped that she would become less thin and frail looking in time too. He had no idea what she was supposed to look like. What she normally looked like. He just knew that she couldn't be healthy right now. With how much he had to eat to maintain his size he couldn't imagine how she was still walking. When she smiled and nodded his face he smiled back at her before he gently cupped her face from behind. "I can't heal your scars, we can cover your neck up if you want but I want you know that I'm going to do whatever I can to help you. Once you're clean the smell and the dirt will be gone completely. There should even be spare clean clothes that you can wear in the store room. So just show me wherever you want shaved as we go and I will." He promised his fingers brushing against her chapped lips as she smiled before he pulled his hand away from her face. His hand then went to her chest as he carefully used his claws to pull away more if her rags exposing her chest to his calm gaze but when his hands went to touch her breasts, to clean them he froze and then pulled them away. "How about you clean your breasts." @Eden (COMMS OPEN)