For Old Times Sake (Jax)

[alice claire black]

When I walk into the room people stop and stare
It's like nobody else is there
You know it's me not you
Who said anything about you
Wearing

She could hear the sounds of the club as she walked up to the bouncer. The music was loud, the guys were fine and the drink would be coming all night. Alice couldn't think of a better way to start the night off. She practically lived at the night club on the weekends. She was a regular. The bouncer didn't bother carding her. He knew her by name. "Alice", he spoke. "Looking good babe". She smiled at the oversized brute. She flared her pherokinensis just a tad to give him a thrill. She giggled and kept walking as he had to re-adjust himself.

Head began to turn as she walked into the club. Her gift made her a moving target, saying 'come get me'. The sensual aura that surrounded her was already affecting the males in the room. After two centuries she had gotten used to their advances. When they got too far or not to her liking she reversed it. Made them want to leave. She would have to give the devil some credit. He had a way with gifts.

She looked around before moving far from the door. The club was pack tonight. She saw several of the students from Forevermore. Soi much sin and vice compiled into one place was just thrilling. No wonder she enjoyed this club so well. You could get away with nearly anything. That was exactly how Alice liked it.

Her hips swayed to the heavy beat of the club. She really liked this song. It was poppy and fast. She grinned to herself and made her way toward the dance floor. She wanted to work up a thirst and get trashed later. She felt their eyes on her. They were too intimidated to come dance with her. She could only imagine they thought she was just too perfect. She did have an angel face after all. She swayed and moved to the beat, loosing herself into the music. She closed her eyes and mouthed the words of the song silently.

[jax xavier halestone]

Le Outfit

Jax had been meaning to get out for awhile now. It had been about two nights since he had engaged in sexual acts with another person and a few days longer since he had given in to the drink. You would think that his demonic edge would give him a tolerance to alcohol, however, seeing as he died drunk, he has the tolerance of a human his size, which is still rather good. Regardless, Jax needed to get out, party, and have some fun tonight. He strutted out of the shower, wrapping the towel around his waist until he managed to make it back to his room. He closed the door behind him and started throwing together clothes that looked rather good for going out clubbing. it fitted the occasion.

Yet, as Jax killed his outfit with his flip-flops, he put his sunglasses on the top of his head and made his way out of his room. Gallopping down the stairs and making his way out the door of the academy, Jax began his walk to the club. He let his mind wander to various things like his friends and sex, and before he even realized it, he was deep in the heart of the nearby town. He may have been walking at a heightened speed, which would explain the timely arrival. He slowed down, not wanting to scare anyone in town by his creeper-ish walk and navigated through the streets. As he passed a few windows of the few open places within the town, he recognized a few friends and familiar faces, occasionally making eye contact and waving.

However, as he made his way around the last corner and up to the club, Jax nodded at the bouncer from a few yards away. He knew the guy rather well, being a frequent guest, and no longer needed to be carded. Although he was only a seventeen-year-old by appearance, Jax carried around his ID card indicating an age of twenty-two, which he could easily pull off. He loved being able to do practically anything as an adult and being able to carry his perpetual youth and sex-drive. It was nice, especially the sex-drive aspect as Jax entered the night club and glanced at the many attractive girls shaking their assets in the middle of the dance floor. Jax looked around at a few familiar faces, mostly of the demonic/vampiric nature and made his way to the bar, reversing himself on a stool to stare out at the mass of people.

As he began mapping out his possible sex targets, even identifying a few guys he figured would be open enough to engage in a three some with a girl of their choosing if possible. Yet, as he scanned the crowd, he stopped on one figure rocking the dance floor as best she could. And needless to say, she was the best one out there, although she was alone. It was perfect. Getting up and making his way over, Jax grabbed the hand of one closed-eyed Miss Alice Black and began moving with her and the music alike, equally matching her dance skill. He moved his other hand up her body and whispered in her ear, "Well now, my Ahava, I'd hope you weren't planning on dancing alone all night."

[alice claire black]

I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
Wearing

The music flooded her senses. She was so lost in her little world. She could smell the alcohol and sweat coming from the other patrons. She kept her eyes closed and enjoyed the few times she could be left alone at the club...not that she minded the attention. Alice was quite the attention whore, among other things. Her slender body twirled and swayed with the grace of a professional dancer. She knew how to move. How to entice with the simple flick of a hip or sway. Hell had twisted her mind. No longer the righteous and pious angel. Now, a lusty demon with an insatiable sexual appetite.

She felt the presence of a body close to her, yet she kept her eyes closed. She opened them sharply when she felt at larger hand take hers. She looked up at her would-be partner and smirked. It was Jax. Her brother-in-arms and one hell of a good lay. He moved with her as she continued to dance. His skills were impressive. One trick to knowing how a man can screw is by how he can dance...Jax did both well.

"Well now, my Ahava, I'd hope you weren't planning on dancing alone all night."

She rolled her eyes at his use of her former name. The name that the Lord Father gave to her at her creation. Jax had heard the stories of her and her fall from grace, while he was a part of the 'heavenly choir'. She was an example of what not to do. She turned pressing her back against his hard stomach, keeping perfect rhythm. She nearly purred as his hand trailed along her body. She snaked an arm above her head to take hold softly around the back of his neck. Alice leaned her head back against his chest. "Only enticing the natives...and look what I caught", she purred over the noise of the club.

She moved her body against his, grinding her backside against his lower regions. She bit her lip as a familiar tension built inside her. Jax always had a way of pushing all the right buttons. "Out looking for a warm body to take home?" She spoke innocently, know good and well he was and she was out doing the same thing. She trailed her free hand to grasp at his hip, pulling him closer to her.

She felt eyes on her again. She glanced around letting her big chocolate eyes wander around the dance floor lazily. Both men and women were looking at them. They held the passing glances. Why wouldn't they. They were perfect in every way, designed by both God and the devil into perfect creatures. "Looks like we have an audience darling", her words were like silk...soft and smooth.

[jax xavier halestone]

Jax thoroughly enjoyed the arm snaked around his neck, and the one on his hip pulling him closer. In fact, he enjoyed just being in close proximity to Alice. Everything about him set him on fire, which was rather hard to do as he was already a demonic entity, full of heat. He hadn't chosen to be a demon, persay, but that was another story. Right now, all that mattered was the heat generating between the two as the danced, swaying their bodies back and forth as Jax caught up to Alice and kept in unison with her enticing form. Jax smiled mischeavously at her actions against her groin. He knew full well what she was trying to do and he had to admit that he liked it. However, after a few decades of practice, it wouldn't be that easy to get a rise out of him.

He smirked at her comment and looked to the sealing. "You went fishing for men and caught a god, in a sense at least," Jax pulled her tightly close to him and continued to dance. "Besides, the natives are no good anyway. I'd know," he then moved his hands from her hips up her torso, grazing her chest purposely as he reached for her shoulders. Grabbing them, he forcefully tugged her to face him, taking their dancing to the next level. This was when things would get hot and heavy, however, he hadn't figured out if they were playing each other and putting on a show, or if things were actually getting good. As they continued to dance, Jax contemplated his next statement. He would form it nonchalantly, possibly trying to spark some emotion in her.

"Warm bodies? Now I know you're not being speciest. After all, you know how I enjoy the vampiric race," Jax smiled, not really remembering if Alice was involved in the vampire issue in France or if that was another demon lay. Either way, it was a witty comeback. Jax then reached down, moving his hands all around her body, possibly going a bit too far up her skirt, but he didn't really care. As of right now, this was an act to see who could get the greatest rise out of the audience, in his mind at least. As he looked around though, he noticed the sets of eyes gazing at them. He chuckled a bit and grabbed Alice's chin, drawing her eyes to his, "But Alice, we both know that you perform best to an audience."

||OOC:: Hope this wasn't too much powerplaying, if it was, just let me know!

[alice claire black]

You captivate me,
Something about you has got me
I was lonely now you make me feel alive
Will you be mine tonight?
Wearing

((ooc: nah, you were fine. It was a good read.)
Alice could feel the warmth of his body against her. Her own body temperature was warmer than his own naturally. It was caused by her several hundred years spent down in the pit. She liked where this was going and leaned her head back with a contented sigh. A little more of this and she would be willing to jump on him right her on the dance floor.

"You went fishing for men and caught a god, in a sense at least...Besides, the natives are no good anyway. I'd know,"

She giggled softly as he spoke and pulled her tightly against his hard chest. She let out a soft purr and tilted her head up to his. "And you managed to have more than a goddess in you arms right now." Yes, she was arrogant and cocky, just the same as he. The young thing had to learn it from somewhere. She had grown full of herself over the passing years. No one refused her. Who would. She was beautiful and more than willing. He powers made even the hardest shells crack and shatter. Alice was used to getting what she wanted. "You would know...you're such a little whore." She giggled and ran a hand down his hip and caressed his thigh. She pressed hard against him, letting him know exactly what she wanted for later.

His hand roamed her body and she cooed. He knew just where to touch and she was growing excited. Her heartbeat grew faster in her chest and her breath hitched softly in her throat. He had gotten so much better at this in the last hundred years. As he jerked her around to face him, she let out a surprised, yet excited squeal. She hadn't expected him to get a little rough with her. She enjoyed the slight pain his incredible strength brought to her shoulders.

"Warm bodies? Now I know you're not being speciest. After all, you know how I enjoy the vampiric race,"

A soft twinkling giggle came from her lips. Her a speciest? Never. She had done things with nearly ever species out there. She wasn't picky as long as they were attractive and she got what she wanted. "You know better than to ask me that sweetheart. Perhaps you should ask Luka Merik about me." She giggled to herself. She still had the bite mark on her inner thigh from the vamp. He was so attentive and loved to please her, as long as blood was involved. "I do remember Paris. That was so much fun." His hands roamed again. This time sliding up her skirt. Her breath hitched again. Her fingers grasp at his shirt, making sure to close any distance between them. This game was fun. An excellent bit of foreplay before the main event later. She knew Jax wouldn't deny her. Why would he? Who really could turn this down?

"But Alice, we both know that you perform best to an audience."

His fingers curled under her chin, lifting her face towards his. She looked up at beautiful baby blue eyes. Jax had always been her favorite. She remembered the past suddenly when he was the closest thing to a love she ever had since Brenen. She had vowed not to get to close, but she couldn't help it. He was young...for a demon and she was lonely. It had only been natural for the two to find some connection together. She and Jax weren't like that anymore. Just good friends that shared a love for each others bodies. She still couldn't help but think so fondly of him. "Mmmm...I do, don't I?" She mused lightly. "You did always enjoy putting on a performance as well Jax", Leaning up to his neck, she nuzzled the tender skin, just forming perspiration. She licked quickly at the salty dampness. He still tasted exactly the same. A taste she had been missing.

She decided to have a bit of fun, see how far she could push him till he broke. Using her gift, she increased the amount of pheromones around them. It gave her small aura of sensuality a large boost. She knew Jax's will was strong, but she would start out slow and build the power, just for a chance to see any subtle changes in the lovely blond. As she did this, she pressed her body against his, letting nimble and skilled fingers do the walking. She began at his neck and worked her way down, grazing over his broad chest and hard stomach, she stopped just shy of his groin. Her fingers tapped at the top of his jeans. She gave him an innocent look and smile, before moving them down and then back up to his neck again. "I don't get to have you enough darling...This is just too much fun".