Dance in the Moonlight with Me {M}

[Natalie Mortagne]

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Natalie was running at full pelt, dodging trees and branches, a wicked grin on her face. Meanwhile her hands were dexterously busying themselves with the pins in her hair until she finally freed the long scarlet locks from their hold and let them catch in the wind behind her. Her feet were bare and seemingly unscathed by the occasional rock or rough surface of the forest floor.

The moon shone brightly and filtered down through the trees, light enough to guide even a human, though Natalie didn't need it for she was a creature of night. She was the predator of the darkness and needed no moonlight to show her to her prey. She continued running in this fashion for another ten minutes before she suddenly halted next to a large tree, her long nails digging into the tree bark slightly as she held on to it. She sniffed. Was that smell what she thought it was? She was almost certain she could smell blood, fresh blood, fresh human blood. That was of course the best kind of blood; it was at it's peak when it was still warm and circulating around veins of course.

Licking her lips slightly, Natalie began moving again, her pace more of a prowl than a walk as she followed the enticing smell. She was certain the blood was freshly spilled, freshly spilled and waiting to be devoured...

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tag: Natalie, words: 380'Sometimes', Magalie thought to herself as she fluttered her eyelashes at the man before her, 'I wonder if I was ever to be human at all.' The man interpreted her coy gaze just as she intended him to and when she'd left later that night she could hear his heavy footsteps behind her. Surely she stood above such a creature that could be so easily lead towards his doom. He was such a stupid human. She made sure that she swayed her hips alluringly and wondered, no knew, that his gaze was on her buttocks. They were so easily led.She turned a corner and headed out towards the woods her eyes catching his as she turned. Her mouth quirked upwards and she gave him her best smouldering glance backwards and she heard his pace quicken. Her eyes bright she knew that she couldn't let him catch her, not yet, not when they were in full view of the street and the disapproving glances from the windows. Gaily she quickened her pace, not to a fast walk or even to a trot or run but rather to that of a skip her eyes purposefully seeking him out at every turn. A smile that she knew to be alluring plastered over her face. His own pace began to quicken especially as they reached the wood. He caught at her hand and she whimpered in a voice she knew would ignite this man's passions. He'd be an interesting toy, perhaps for an hour or two though she doubted for any longer. "Not yet," She whimpered, her eyes darting towards the still visible town. "Lets wait until we're out of sight of the town and prying eyes." The stupid man nodded eagerly and Magalie slipped out of his grip, to hide behind a tree. He strove to catch up to her only to discover that she'd moved further into the forest and it was in this way that Magalie lured him out of sight and into the safety of the Forbidden Forest. He tripped once, opening a gash in his palm and Magalie could feel the hunger stir within her body. She would've taken him there and then but she made herself be patient. Rash decisions lead to mistakes and Magalie couldn't tolerate mistakes.Template by Emily

  

[Natalie Mortagne]

Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead

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It was indeed fresh blood that Natalie smelled. Following her senses, she stalked through the forest as a lion stalking gazelle might. There was also another smell, a smell she hadn't picked up at first owing to it being one she was so familiar with that she more or less, couldn't smell it anymore. Not unless she was trying to smell it for it was familiar as her own smell to her. Magalie.

As the smell of human blood grew nearer, so did Magalie's scent. Stopping suddenly behind a tree, she watched with keen eyes as both what would seem to be her human quarry passed by. The smell of the fresh blood was overpowering and intoxicating. However, she could also smell Magalie nearby but not so easily spotted. It didn't take long, however, for her to figure out that her twin was lurking behind a nearby tree.

Without warning, she edged swiftly between the trees, lunged out from behind one and pinned her sister to the tree she was hidden behind. "Sister," she hissed in the quietest of hisses. "I see you found a snack, I hope you're up for sharing." She smirked deviously, finding a little more enjoyment from the closeness with her sister than was strictly appropriate. "What do you say to splitting him down the middle? Or is that too wasteful?" she suggested, licking her lips subtly at the thought.

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tag: Natalie, words: 225Magalies eyes fluttered in irritation at she stared at the near identical face before her. She'd been effortlessly pinned to the tree but that was expected. Natalie had always been the stronger one of the two her eyes slide sideways away from her sisters face and onto that of the man who had finally caught up with her. He was staring at them with an odd look upon his face and as Magalie stared at him for a moment she realised what exactly that look was. Lust.It was rarely anything else. Her lips curved upwards in a smirk. "Hello sister," She purred loud enough for the man to hear, her eyes still intent on the mans face and she watched it intently. "I don't think he'll mind sharing." She stared at him, and wondered if she should feel pity at the eager look that she saw dawning on his face. The twins knew they were attractive. It came with the territory. She wiggled one arm free from her sister and ran it down Natalie's face. "Why ever would we do that to my new plaything when he's in such an accommodating mood." she said whispering."Can't we play first before you break him?" Her eyes found that of her sisters and she pouted, sticking her lower lip out and tried to widen her eyes.Template by Emily

  

[Natalie Mortagne]

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Natalie preferred to watch her sister than monitor the human as Magalie did. The dainty little smirk enticing the other vampire in ways it ought not to. "He may not mind sharing..." she began, pausing to shiver in delight as her sister's hand sought out her face. "...But I might." She smirked broadly at her sister before finally tearing her eyes away to look at the human in question. She glared in hostility as she scrutinized him, licking the corner of her lips slightly as she breathed in the scent of blood.

Turning back to her sister, she was just in time to catch the pout. Even if she had wanted to, she couldn't possibly deny Magalie what she wanted when she made such a face. "Of course, where would the fun be if there was no play?" She glanced briefly back to the man, looking him up and down quickly before turning her eyes back to her sister again. "And you are sure he can... handle it?" she murmured, loud enough for the man to hear. "We wouldn't want him to have second thoughts now, would we?"

Natalie finally unpinned Magalie and contented herself with standing very close to her, almost protectively.

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tag: Natalie, words: 292Magalie's pout widened as her lips drew upwards in another smirk - this time in victory. She loved getting her own way - the experience was not something that she often able to enjoy concerning her stronger, more dominant twin sister. It made her wonder just how far she could push her luck and how much Natalie could let her she get away with while she was being so accommodating. She wondered if she could chide her sister on her behaviour - afterall Magalie had gone to such effort to entice him out here and if he read her signs as anything more than inviting all her hard work would've been wasteful. Natalie's unwarranted hostility could cost them prey. It wasn't anything new however - Natalie was always hostile.She rubbed her wrists as her sister unfreed her, feeling a trifle jealous of the strength that her sibling could conjure. It would've been so much easier if she was strong like Natalie. She probably wouldn't have to lure them out to the forest for one thing. She fluttered her eyes and pushed past her sister and tilted her head to the side. Her lower lip trembled and she grasped her hands together in a pleading like gesture. "My sister would like to join us? Is that okay Mr..." She strugled to remember his name. Jean something.... but probably spelt the English way. She watched the man's eyes widen in comprehension as the concept dawned on him. It was so boring to see she thought with disdain. It was so easy. Victorian Society was a society that bent under the rules that the female monarch imposed and yet there was always people who chose to ignore them in favor of the forbidden pleasures.Template by Emily

  

[Natalie Mortagne]

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Natalie stood stock still as Magalie moved past her, not moving an inch physically but her eyes following her sister's movements instead. A flicker of annoyance firing up as she spoke to the man as though he really had a choice at all. Turning finally, she stood behind her sister and placed her hands on her shoulders, putting her mouth next to her ear in order to whisper into it. "Must you really speak to dinner as though it has free will?"

She moved her hands then from her sister's shoulders to wrap around her waist instead, almost possessively, her cheek now resting on Magalie's shoulder. She examined the man more thoroughly this time, mistrust and disdain clear on her face. "Does my sister... entice you?" she suddenly asked, speaking to the man directly for the first time. She refrained from addressing him as 'human' for the mere fact that if they were going to play, they may as well do it properly. He need not know they were not the human beings they appeared to be. Not yet, anyway. She'd grant Magalie that at least.

Natalie's eyes left the man to briefly trace over the side of her sister's neck before they flickered back to him. "I think you have found us a naive little plaything, ma chÚrie," she murmured quietly, debating whether innocence would make it more entertaining or outright irritating. Either way though, there would be blood spilled and that would always be enjoyable, no matter if he was an irritant or completely useless otherwise. "I say you go first," she suggested in a barely audible tone, her eyes no longer staring at the man but at her sister's face.

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tag: Natalie, words: 466She leaned into her sisters touch, the familiar touch of the only constant in her life. They had been together for so long that Magalie had no doubt that they'd be together. forever. simply because fate had conspired to give them such a perfect part in destiny. She'd heard a gypsy fortune teller once murmur to a potential buyer that fate could contrive such things, that fate always had a plan for people ... and this was obviously theres. They had been gifted with immortality from a hateful man and simply were righting the status quo. The English had done nothing during the revolution -when her kinsmen were being executed and she was simply righting that fateful error. Her hand drifted upwards to her sisters face but she didn't turn as she stroked her sisters pale cheek lovingly. "Because dear sister," She said in low tones that could only be heard by her twin, "that's what makes the game exciting." Her sister knew her game, knew how she liked to play... without the game it would be boring. The practice of luring men would simply become a chore. There would be no mystery... no excitement... she wouldn't have to wait and see how long it would take for comprehension to dawn in his eyes... the object of the game of course would be to keep him in the dark right until the last moment when she bared her fangs and sunk them into an artery and drank his lifes blood. The comprehension that dawned as they were dying was glorious. To watch them realise that their lust... their greed for women had lead to their own demise and that they'd probably never be found. Her eyes slid away from the mans face to rest on her sister face, she wondered how hungry Natalie was... did she feel the hunger inspire her senses, electrify her body...did every time her something touched or moved over her sensitive skin make her that much more ... hungry... she wondered if she should tell Natalie to stop touching her... it did horrors to her selfcontrol. She'd ruin the game and the man might take off running back to the town. Maybe he'd know them for what they were vampires or maybe he wouldn't... but Magalie liked this town. It was different... odd... exciting... She would hate to leave it because something as stupid as letting their prey slip away. She pulled herself out of Natalie's arms and slipped over to the man, her arm extended. She darted behind him, her curious hands running through his hair, touching his skin... He tried to turn towards her and she slipped behind him again her fingers still investigating him. Her eyes sought out that of her sisters face and she licked her lips. Template by Emily

  

[Natalie Mortagne]

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Natalie peered at her sister from the corners of her eyes in a way that most certainly wasn't sisterly, not sure what she wanted more - her sister or the blood circulating in the ignorant human nearby. Both were highly tempting. "Of course it is, of course," she purred back in similarly lowered tones, sounding quite dismissive of the idea. She liked the game and over all, she agreed with it, she enjoyed it but she also liked complaining for no reason at all if only to find an excuse to pout at her twin.

Natalie wasn't entirely sure whether her sister felt the same obsessive sort of desire she felt for her but she very much liked to play with her sister. Not in the same way she liked playing with prey, not quite like that, for she felt nothing but hunger when she messed with them. Magalie inspired a different sort of hunger that definitely wasn't normal for sisters, not even twins. There was the slightest of growls of displeasure from Natalie as her sister broke away from her in favor of the food. She knew very well it was all part of the game but it didn't make her any less jealous.

She met her sister's gaze and it took her a few seconds before she gave in to the game, the allure of his blood reinforcing itself in her senses. Natalie fell to her hands and knees and edged closer to the man, her eyes flickering up to her sister briefly before she refocused back on dinner. She could sense his blood rushing at an accelerated speed and it only reminded her how hungry she was. It was almost as though the enlarged canines were itching to bury themselves in the man's blood supply and why should she deny them? She wouldn't but she had learned to control herself at times, she preferred to jump straight to the neck and then play with the remains but when sharing with Magalie, compromise was something she had learned early on to make. "Do you not just adore a strong..." A strong pulse. "...man, Maggie?" she said with a pout that was part of the pre-dinner show.

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tag: Natalie, words: 326Pale lips twisted into a smirk that she directed at her sister as her tongue darted out to wet her lips and curl into a silent laugh. She was fairly sure that Nats has substituted a word in there and she was also sure that the word probably had nothing to do with men. She didn't classify things as 'man' or 'woman' anymore - to Magalie Mortagne it was simply a deviation in her hunt and play, and perhaps the way she'd play with the ones she kept that varied. "Oh.... I don't know" She said, mock coy as her fingers explored the folds of his coat and slowly worked out the ties of his cloak from their bindings. She managed to undo his cloak and he helped her shrug him out of it. 'He sure is strong...' Magalie thought with a smile as she saw each bulge on his forearms. He was probably a labourer or somebody used to grunt work. She walked her fingers up his arm and met his eyes. "I suppose... I must..." She said with a closed mouthed smile . Her fingers travelled up to his shirt to the space between his collarbone and she pulled his shirt down to expose it further as she licked the bare skin. The heat that was being emitted from his skin made her a combination of hungry and horny and as her tongue made contact she drew closer to him still. She was so very much overcome by her desires. She wanted to start. She wanted to start now. She had originally wanted to play with him but she couldn't remember her last meal anymore. She was soo very hungry. Her long lick turned into a suck as she pulled at his shirt hands eventually getting frustrated and tearing the fabric off his body. She wanted pleasure and she wanted it now. So overcome was she that she almost forgot about her sisters presence.Template by Emily

  

[Natalie Mortagne]

Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead

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Natalie watched intently in a more or less voyeuristic manner as her sister continued with their little game. She had given in to her sister's want to play with the food first but it seemed, after a look at Magalie, that she was on the verge of giving in first. Well, Natalie wasn't about to let that pass. Not without at least staking her own claim anyway.

Deciding her sister was not to be allowed to keep all the fun to herself, she hastily closed the gap between herself and their... tasty friend... Her hand swiftly flew to the buttons of her dress, the first several she unhooked and all the while her eyes remained steadfastly on her sister. She wanted her to bite on it; jealousy was such a turn on though perhaps a little less so when she was the one feeling it, that tended to provoke more aggression.

And yet her sister's fervor was grating on her possessive nature which made her want to kill the man faster. Her eyes had left her sister momentarily but she lifted them again to her face to give her a warning as to what her impulses were about to make her do. Natalie then went directly for the kill and sunk her teeth into the man's neck - the opposite side her sister had seemed to take an interest in.

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tag: Natalie, words: Magalie loved the sensation of hot skin against her lips and she extended her tongue out to lick him again as she felt him stiffen. She had to merely open her eyes to discover her sister's proximity and realised almost instantly what had happened. She almost pouted. Natalie had done it again. She'd ruined her game. Magalie had wanted to feel the mans entire body before she sucked his blood but Natalie had changed the rules again. She'd taken first bite. Magalie sighed and let go to take a breath she didn't need to take as she bared her fangs to bite down on neck. She felt the hot blood rush through her veins as she tingled with the sensation. She felt alive again and as she sucked she knew the blood was getting all over her clothes... which she would've taken off had Natalie not skipped a step or twelve. She noticed that Natalie had not been subject to that - she'd already disrobed. Magalie grunted as the blood coursed down her throat in disatisfaction and pulled away to let Natalie take care of it. She licked her lips dissatisfied and stared at her clothes already soaked in blood. She'd have to destroy them she thought feel rather sad and began to undo the ties that held her dress to her body. Her own skin was cool and as she let her dress fall she felt her muscles tighten with the unexpected sensation of the air outside. She smiledand waltzed back towards her sister and what was probably now a corpse. She tugged at his pants and let them fall as she saw the next major artery. She grinned and bit down. Template by Emily

  

[Natalie Mortagne]

Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead

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She had felt the tensing of muscles, the surprise when her teeth had punctured the delicate skin of his neck, her grip on him naturally tightening to make sure he was about to make a sudden break for freedom. The edges of her mouth twitched into a sort of smirk as she registered Magalie joining in; there was something about teamwork with her sister that made murder and feasting so much more fun, though in this instance, her description of 'teamwork' was perhaps a little stretched.

He had died quite quickly, she realized the likelihood of that fact being that she had quite by accident yanked his head back a little further than his spine would ordinarily permit in order to get better access to his blood supply. Her undergarments unfortunately had not quite stayed pristine and she couldn't help but curse the fool who had decided white was a good color for such things. She'd aim to invest in something much darker next time she was in the market for underclothes.

She withdrew her teeth slowly from where they had been buried in the man's neck and licked at the bloodied mess around the puncture wound, her eyes straying to her sister whom she eyed gluttonously. Natalie had been more careful with keeping clean than Magalie seemed to have, a fact she was quick to notice and even quicker to appreciate. Her bloodlust sated for now, she removed herself from their victim and slowly stalked around to her sister's side where she fell gracefully to her knees and leaned close to her twin, brushing her shoulder with the tip of her nose as she waited for her to finish up the last of what was left in the man's veins. "Magalie...." she purred in a hushed whisper, licking a spot of blood from the corner of her mouth as she did.

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tag: Natalie, words: She felt euphoric as the blood trickled down her throat and bared her teeth further to get a better grip, and a better taste. She was hungry so hungry that she drank and drank consumed by her very hunger. She wanted blood lots and lots of it and as she let the frenzy overcome her she drank and drank. She didn't even pause to withdraw as the man died and nor as her sister left him but followed the man's body to the floor as he dropped having nobody to support him further. She felt a presence at her side and bared her lips in an animalistic snarl before she recognised her sister. She was still hungry but sat there staring at her sister, almost panting with her pupils dilated. She tilted her head to the right and stared at Natalie who nudged her whilst her eyes and nose picked up on the scent of the blood that Natalie had let touch her body. She leant forward and licked at Natalie's shoulder. It wasn't fair that Natalie had started first, thought Magalie. She was still hungry and was now filled with complicated emotions and feelings that she hadn't had the chance to come to terms with because Natalie had bitten down.Template by Emily

  

[Natalie Mortagne]

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Magalie was evidently in possession of a larger appetite than she at present and it was with a brooding stare that she watched her sister devour their shared prey. It wasn't enough. Her own thirst wasn't fully sated and she could tell Magalie was also not fully satisfied either.

Had Natalie still been human, the lick to her shoulder might have given her goosebumps but she was not. However, she had still felt the gesture and she needed no more invitation. "Mine!" she growled in French, her eyes slipping to her sister's pale neck though not so much as an object of nutrition as she did their prey. Lunging at her sister, she pinned her by her shoulders to the ground. "My Magalie," she hissed possessively, leering down at her fair-haired twin with an unblinking stare.

"Mine," she purred next to the blonde's ear, having moved closer to do so. Natalie wasn't altogether sure which she wanted more at that precise moment; more blood or her sister. "Who do you belong to, Magalie?" She eyed her sister lazily as she waited for a reply, a specific reply she expected no deviation upon.

*All speech is in French*

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tag: Natalie, words: 207 Magalie was caught unawares by her sisters movements and found herself blinking rather startled into her sisters dark eyes. She squirmed her eyes fixating on her sister and the odour of blood that was driving her insane but she couldn't get free. Natalie had always been afterall the stronger of the two. She tries squirming more at her sisters words understanding both them and the meaning perfectly. Her sister was claiming ownership of her and Magalie didn't like the sound of that. It sounded like Magalie would become the plaything and Natalie the owner. Magalie didn't like that at all. That's what the people who called themselves 'masters and mistresses' and human and wizard were for. She shivered as her sister practically forced her into submission like prey. This was probably how they felt she realized and then knew that there was probably only one way out of this (and then she'd have to find something to occupy her sister's attention). There would be more bodies than the unfortunate soul to the left of them before they were done for the night. "I belong to you Natalie." She whispered softly in French her head not twitching a centimeter. She did not want to be food. NO she did not. Template by Emily