[PRP] Hands Down (Vespara & Regulus)

[Uta]

It had only been a few nights, but Vespara could hardly wait for Regulus to return. She had, of course, told her parents about her chance meeting, and while Claudius had been anything but happy, Vinny had at least talked him down from his over-protective ledge. It had been a bit of a fight, but she had at least managed to ensure she wasn't going to be chaperoned, or followed around with a ruler.

She was no fledgling, after all, and she was determined to ensure she had a good time with Regulus.

This was, of course, her first real date, and Vespara couldn't help but be a bit pleased. She had focused hard on her studies under Nonna, and was eager to walk the path of greatness. However, that didn't mean her thoughts hadn't come back around to Regulus when she had time to spare. He was her little secret for now-- not out of shame, but because she didn't want her family to do what her family was known to do. She didn't need to play 20-questions with every cousin and clansman out there, and she certainly didn't want them getting overly-nosy about him.

She didn't want to scare him off, after all. Her own keen intrigue surprised her... and in the back of her mind, she was well aware her interest might well outpace his own. She didn't know his background, but from what he'd said, he had a lot more freedom and flexibility in terms of who he saw, and what he did. While Vespara had her father's trust, some Giovanni spent their entire lives without meeting or seeing anyone else but family. Vespara wasn't quite so insulated, but she also didn't get out and about like, say, her father Vincenzo did. And the more she learned from Nonna, the morel likely it was she'd remain indoors.

...well.

She'd worry about that later.

For now, she was eager, excited, and hopeful. Giving a small twirl in the full-length mirror of her room, she looked herself over and gave a nod. Her hair was tied up in a few intricate loops, her thick tail brushed and looking extra plush, and she'd picked out a dress from Cold Subject she rarely got to wear. A buckled corset, a lot of mesh, and this time it went down just above her knees, with a slightly longer train. Some lace and ribbon fingerless gloves were pulled up to mid-shoulder A pair of black, buckled heels, and an all black collar finished the ensemble. More fur showed than what she'd warn when last they met, but enough was covered so her parents wouldn't object. It was no worse than what she'd seen some of her cousins wear, at any rate.
Adorned in jewelry that was silver, black, and purple, Vespara was ready to go.

There was room for her move, but still look elegant. A proper Necromancer in training... not that Regulus needed to know about that small detail.

So it was, ever eager, Vespara decided to head out towards the gates of the mansion a bit early. Her fathers were determined to meet the young man, but Vespara was equally determined not to let them. Yet, that was. She highly doubted she could avoid them meeting for much longer, but at least she had tonight.

Who knew? Maybe Reggie would decide he fancied another girl, or worse, one of her cousins. Hmph. Or maybe he'd grow tired of her. They were just out to have a bit of fun after all--why foist her parents on him for only a second date?

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

Regulus had been eagerly awaiting Saturday night to come. Even though it was only a few days it had been an excruciating few days to wait. His thoughts were filled with Vespara. Even if that first night together hadn’t quite gone as they might have planned. It wasn’t enough to scare him off.

Though maybe if he knew who her parents were….no not even then.

He had left his hair down for the night. Bows and braids had no place here. Of course he had the strappy pants on that she had requested along with a few extra chains hanging from his studded belt. A black Grave Robbers shirt over a long black mesh shirt and a patch covered black jean vest over all that. The patches were from bands and random other s**t he had found floating around at shows. Some simple buckle boots and stud bracelets finished his outfit out.

It was easy enough to remember how to get back to her home. And not long after sun down he found his way there to the gates. He saw her before he had even reached them and a charming smile came to his lips as cyan colored eyes took in her form. Drinking it in along with her outfit. It was a definite change from what she had initially been wearing when they first met. “Vespara.” He nearly purred her name as he drew close.

Uta

 

[Uta]

Vespara couldn't keep the smile from her black lips as Regulus came into view. Just as she had taken a different approach to her style than when they'd last met, so had he. Her eyes lingered on the promised strappy pants, perhaps a bit longer than they should have, as she gave him a clear look over. His Graverobber's shirt, the mesh top, and the patch covered jacket really sold the look-- and to top it all off, his hair hadn't a ribbon or braid in sight. It was completely down, luscious ebony locks she wanted to tangle her fingers in. "Regulus," she replied, rolling the r of his name in a purr her own. "My, but you don't disappoint. Che bell'uomo sei," she admired, purple and gold eyes bright.

"How've you been, carino?" She asked, bridging the distance between them so she might loop her arm back in his own. She would let him lead her wherever they needed to go, but she was very eager to get them away from the family gates. She didn't need Claudius changing his mind and sending Vinny or some wraith after them -- and she wanted to focus on Regulus anyway.

This was an actual date, and she had every intention of enjoying herself. She wanted to get to know him, and she hoped, he'd want to do the same. Whatever fun they scared up this night would just be the icing on the cake for Vespara. Regulus the real treat, after all.

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

The purr in her voice when she spoke his name was like music to his ears. His smile only grew as she complimented him. He had spent a, probably unhealthy, amount of time preparing for tonight. Regulus had no plans of it turning out like the dance club the last time. The male wanted her to have a good time without jerks interrupting their time together. He had thought about that night over and over, where the night might have continued to had those other vampires not interjected into their evening.

Lifting her hand off his arm he kissed it then settled it back into the crook of his arm. It slipped easily into his and it felt like it belonged there. “You look breath taking as usual.” Not much had happened to him in the last few days since they had last said good bye with their plans to meet again set. Vespara’s closeness gave him the opportunity to smell her scent, something dark and mysterious lingered there. He wasn’t quite sure if he had ever smelt something or someone so lovely.

As they moved away from the gates he glanced back over his shoulder for just a moment. Was that someone peaking out a window? No, couldn’t be. He was just seeing things Regulus was sure

“I’ve been alright. Not much to really boast about, the last few days have been kind of quiet.” Tilting his head slightly his long dark hair shifted around his shoulders. “And you? I hope you’ve been doing well.” The gates grew further and further away as he lead them away to their first stop of the night. The Brujah fighting rings. Here they could watch other people get the s**t knocked out of them.

Uta

 

[Uta]

The kiss on the back of her hand made her stomach flutter. It was a strange, foreign feeling for Vespara, one that she had never really had before. Oh, she had certainly taken note of handsome vampires in passing, but none of them had ever really caught her attention the way Regulus had. Usually, she was so engrossed in her studies, and in trying to find her place among the Giovanni that she didn't have much time or use for outsiders...

But now?

Now, she'd found a new interest that had nothing to do with necromancy or the occult. Secretly, she felt a little silly, like she should have been more mature than to get so hung up over a boy... and yet, she was sensible enough to know what she wanted and was confident he was worth pursuing. He wasn't some sorcery, or some rule to be followed -- he was tall, and dark, and handsome, and tangible. She'd dreamed about those lips pressed against her hand, pressed against her own.... She just hoped she wasn't playing the fool.

It was just a second date, after all.

But the second date of many, so she quietly hoped. Maybe it was silly, but Vespara figured she was allowed to enjoy all the new thoughts and feelings Regulus brought about. They were hers and hers alone, after all, a little secret to herself.

So it was, Vespara was glad to be out walking with him again, comfortable with their arms entwined. He was easy to talk to, and she felt surprisingly safe with him. She usually looked at the outside world with suspicion, or at least with a wall of aloofness -- but not with him. "About the same," she confirmed with a small smile. "I did have a small bit of exciting news," she added, her pleasure clear. "Sounds like I'll be learning the family business." Of course, she brushed well over the fact that it was secret family business. He didn't need to know about the things she'd be doing behind closed doors. The family had enough businesses, corporations, and fronts that she could pick any number of them. "My father's in the insurance trade, and I'll be helping out a bit behind the scenes." Technically, both statements were true -- they just had nothing to do with one another.

But that was just fine. It was safer for Reggie not to know, anyway.

"Lots of bookwork in my future, it seems, so I'm eager to make the most of our night together." And that was the truth.

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

“That does sound exciting.” He didn’t know what kind of business Vespara’s family actually dabbled in. At least, he knew what one of her father’s did. Insurance. Somehow that seemed a little too passive if he had gleaned any real information from what she had given him. “So you’ll be rather busy I assume.” It wasn’t a question, just a simple statement of fact. If she was going to help with her family’s business he was sure she would be super busy. Maybe even too busy to see him all that often.

Ah well. It was kind of a disparaging thought but he knew that this may or may not have lasted very long. At least he could show her a good time tonight. Just take it one step at a time. Regulus had to restrain himself from moving too fast. If her time was going to be limited he wanted her to at least think of the good times they had together.

She was eager to make the most of their night tonight as well. So that too gave him a hint to the fact that their time together would possibly come to a screeching halt. Who was he to expect her to put a relationship before her aspirations. In thet he could admire her dedication to her family. It was something he did not share with his own.

As they made their way down the street they soon found themselves back in town. The streets were bustling with weekend club goes, bar hoppers and party people. But they weren’t on their way to any club just yet. He lead them to a large building where two vampires, he assumed Brujah, stood guard in front of the door. However they didn’t give them any hassle going through the door and soon they were inside a dark and dank building filled with spectators surrounding a chain link fenced in fighting rinkZ the screams and yells of the people around them was almost deafening.

Regulus moved them through the crowd, getting as close as he could to the fence so that Vespara could watch the pair fighting in the ring. The smell of blood was thick in the air as one of the contenders was basically just pounding the other one’s face into a bloody pulp. Leaning down he spoke into her ear so that she could hear him. “Most of these matches typically end in one fighter being near death or beat up so badly they can’t continue. There’s really not a lot of rules the fighters have to follow and the referees typically let it goin on longer than it probably should but I think that’s how they make so much money.”

Uta

 

[Uta]

Vespara's ears pricked at his question, and she leaned in a little, bumping him gently with her shoulder, even as she let her tail brush against his own. "Busier, yes, but I'll be eager for ample breaks from business," she mused, hoping he took the hint. She supposed if things didn't work out with Regulus she'd throw her focus entirely into her work... but now that she'd met him, she had something new to attract her attention. Vespara had always had ambition, and was determined to claw tooth and nail up the ranks of the Giovanni. She wouldn't sit in her father's antediluvian shadow, and had ever wish to sit on her own laurels.

However, Regulus was an unaccounted for change she'd never factored into her plans... and strangely, she didn't mind. In fact, her excitement of finally getting to work under Nonna was almost second to her pleasure in getting to know Regulus. It was a different sort of interest, a new intrigue she'd never felt. As far as Vespara was concerned, so long as she worked hard to please the family, she could play hard with her new date. And that was exactly what she intended to do. "Of course we met just when my schedule had to change," she sighed, a small front tugging at her lips.. Up until recently, she'd simply been running errands or tasks for whatever Ancilla or Elder wished something of her. "We'll make the best of it though, lo spero, si?" She hoped their schedules would align during her time off.

When the duo made it to the fighting ring, the scent of blood in the air was enticing. Her ears pricked forward, and her eyes brightened with a sadistic curiosity as she found herself watching two vampires beat the snot out of one another. The individual who was down was certainly taking a beating, and it was rather thrilling to observe. She'd never been to this sort of place, but was glad Regulus had decided to take her. If she couldn't inflict a little, or a lot of pain, she could at least watch others do it and take notes.

"Che divertimento," she mused. "I take it we'll be betting on the next fighters, si?" She asked, tearing her eyes away from the current fight to peek up at her tall companion. "What's a little blood between friends..." She mused, looking back at the beat down happening before them. If something didn't change soon, she was certain the fellow getting his face pulverized would be out of the ring soon.

"Are there regulars or does the lineup change each time?" She asked after a few moments, seizing a small din in the noise. She stood on her tip toes, trying to make sure her heard. She didn't mind their size difference, but in a crowded, noisy place like this... well... maybe talking could happen after the fights or when the din died down.

How delightful. "Grab the bat, grab the bat!" She hollered suddenly, seeing the vampire thrashing on the ground, reaching around for something, anything to stop the assault. There were a few bloodied, blunt objects scattered in various corners ... whether or not the vampire would succeed before he was taken out, remained to be seen.

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

He smiled as she nudged her shoulder into him. Regulus took the hint clear as a bell and he was glad that even though she was going to be rather busy she would still make time for him. The vampire’s worries about that eased and he felt a sense of relief. “Good. I would hate to think this might be out last date for a long time.” He wanted more dates with Vespara, more time with her. All that he could get. A warmth stirred in his belly as her tail brushed against his. It spread across his body and made his skin tingle.

When he had gone out that night he hadn’t expected anything out of the ordinary to happen. But then he met Vespara and he felt like luck was smiling on him that night. Regulus wanted to know more about her, what made her stomach flutter and her skin prickle. “We’ll figure it out, it’ll be just fine.” He reassured. The male was willing to work at it if she was. He definitely did not want this to be their last date. Regulus would work whatever wonders to make it happens and even if she got tired of him he would spend at much time trying to convince her otherwise.

“Yea, the betting is done at the beginning of matches.” He placed his hands on her shoulder as he leaned down to speak into her ear. “There are regular but pretty much anyone who thinks he’s tough enough can enter the ring and challenge anyone.” He looked up as the crowd began to cheer. A white chuckle escaped his lips as she called out. And as if the fighter had heated her his hand finally landed on a bat and he was armed. Climbing to his feet and going for the other with the bat. The sounds of sickening cracks could be heated over the yells and cheers of the other spectators.

Uta

 

[Uta]

Vespara gave a small laugh, and this time, lifted his own hand so she might press her lips against the top of it in a kiss all his own. He wasn't the only one who could buss a hand, after all. Besides, so far she'd been greedy with his lips... she could at least give as good as she got, even if it wasn't traditional. Hopefully he wouldn't mind. "Affatto, carino," she spoke, giving a small shake of her head. "You're too charming for this to be it," she assured, and that was the truth.

She still didn't know much about him, but it had occurred to her that he might not be from any Clan. She still wondered if perhaps he was a Brujah, he certainly could hold his own against one, she was sure-- but more and more she felt that maybe, just maybe, he had no claim. Part of her didn't want to know -- not because it bothered her, but because she was certain her father would be upset by the news. Vespara new the expectation was she was to find another Giovanni.... but since meeting Regulus, she found she suddenly didn't care about those details.

.... ah, but look at her, thinking far ahead and only on a second date. Why worry about any of it when, whatever this was, was so new? No, she was here to have fun, and just enjoy his company, come what may..

The fight itself was delightful, especially when the stranger found the bat, and began to turn the tables. She did take the opportunity to slip beneath Regulus' arm, sliding her arm about his waist as if he was hers to hold. Honestly, as far as Vespara was concerned, he was -- this was a date, after all, and she wasn't known to be shy. Besides, they were in a crowded space, and it made it easier to simply fit more naturally together. It was also a good excuse to finally get to touch him, a little more closely than just his arms.

"My, how quickly the tables turn," she mused, not at all put off by the chaos and bloodshed. Part of her wondered who in her family might have money placed on these fights, if any; perhaps her own father vinsured some of them. She had to give the fighter credit for managing so, even with what looked like a crushed in face. How delightful. If her claws dug into Regulus with excitement, especially when the fight grew particularly brutal, it couldn't be helped. A little pain was nothing but fun, for the young Giovanni.

Vespara was eager to put money down on the next fight, whenever that would be. "I bet you could take him," she mused after a minute. From what she saw, Regulus was surprisingly strong.

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

He had smiled when she kissed his hand. It was an interesting change from him kissing her hand to Vespara kissing his. But he didn’t mind. If she wanted to kiss his hand, and maybe more, he wasn’t about to stop her. Part of him wanted more than just a kiss on the hand. But if that was all he would have to settle for so be it.

When she moved underneath his arm he wrapped it around her shoulders pulling her in close so she wouldn’t be jostled too much by the surrounding spectators. Also it made it a little easier to talk as well. Her arm about his waste though, he could get used to that. His skin prickling when her claws dug lightly into him. Focusing on the fighting was becoming a little difficult at this point.

“Yea I would. There’s a Tzsimice in the next round who has some wicked body modifications.” A chuckle rumbled in his chest, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Just because he could hold his own didn’t mean it translated to a fighting ring. Most of these fighters had trained for years and some merely won on brute strength alone. “Sure but then you might not want to look at me after I catch every punch with my face.” A fanged grin spread his lips as he traced circles in the fur of her shoulder with a claw.

Uta

 

[Uta]

Yes, this was much, much more pleasant. Vespara eagerly took advantage of the crowd, keeping herself pressed close against the taller vampires side. With his own arm draped abut her shoulders, she was thoroughly content with this new development. A much more pleasant upgrade from simply walking arm-in-arm. His touch felt electric -- and the patterns he traced along her shoulder had a jolt run through her, and when he'd tucked some hair behind her ear, the fur on her neck had all but stood up on end. This was... this was a very nice change, even among the scent of blood, the sound of breaking bones, and roar of the crowd.

Vespara chuckled, peeking up at him with a fanged smile all her own. "Aw, carino," she purred his nickname, "I don't know about that. I'd say you'd dodge at least one of the hits, don't be so hard on ourself." Hardly better odds though. "No, perhaps you just stay here with me, protect that pretty face of yours, and we can think of other things to do, si?" She asked, letting her tail coil slightly around his.

Flirting at a fighting ring.... well, she didn't mind, if he didn't.

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

It felt like Vespara was made for holding against him. She just fit so perfectly there. The closeness of their bodies as she leaned into him sent a thrill running through him that wasn’t new but still rather intense.

He flashed her a charming smirk as his titled his head. “Ah, we’ll at least one of us has some faith in my abilities to duck at the very least.” He could feel her tail curl around his and in response his own tail curled around hers. Regulus was enjoying this closeness very much. His gaze flicked to the fighting ring as a loud snapping noise and cry of pain rose above the cheers of the crowd. The male didn’t mind the setting when it came to flirting in the least.

Regulus laughed. “Yes, I think I will. Wouldn’t want to mess up my money maker now.” He continued to trace his claw along her shoulder, moving down her arm and then back up again. Letting his claws take lightly against her skin. “Other things, hm? And what other things did you possibly had in mind?” He was curious as to what her response would be. Vespara wasn’t shy about anything so he expected her to know exactly what she wanted and be able to tell him without holding back.

Uta

 

[Uta]

The ambience of the fighting ring was pleasant. The sounds of the fight, the scent of old and new blood thick in the ring, and the general chaos around them was appealing to the young Giovanni. In fact, it was a little thrilling, those cries of pain... Her only dismay was she wasn't the cause of them, but that hardly mattered with Regulus there.

Especially with him tucked close, with his tail wrapped around hers, her arms still tight about his waist. Her claws which had originally gripped him had turned more into an idle caress, and she gave a happy little sigh as a bone snapped and the cry of pain tore through the crowd. "Don't think he's getting up from that," she mused, tearing her eyes off Regulus for a moment to look back at the fight.

"No," she agreed with a grin. "While scars can be sexy, I like you just the way you are..." And this time, she reached up to trace a claw down his cheek and jawline. "Sei molto attraente." Relaxing further against him, Vespara pondered his query, and gave a small, fanged smirk. "Oh, maybe a bit more of this," and she let her tail stroke his in what could only be considered a suggestive manner. "And a little of that," and once again, she picked up a hand to kiss the clawed fingers of his hand, letting her lips tease the tip of one. "I want to know what you like, what you don't, in all sorts of ways," she purred, arching a brow inquisitively. "And," she added firmly, "To have your lips all to myself for awhile." She wasn't going home without a few kisses, at the very least.

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

“No, I suspect he won’t be fighting for a very long time either.” He mused. The fight had been going on for quite sometime and Regulus had expected it to be over by now. But the fighters were persevering despite their injuries.

But his attention was all on her. The feel of her tail stroking his, her claws against his skin, her lips teasing the end of his finger. it all sent a thrill racing through his body again. The purr in her voice was like music to his ears and he couldn’t think of any other place he’d rather be than right here, right now. He placed a claw under her chin, lifting her face up towards his. “Well I think we can work something out.” Leaning down he brushed his lips gently against her’s before capturing them with his own. There was a desire in the kiss, a longing. His tongue coaxing her mouth to open so that his tongue could play against a herd. His claws ran down her shoulders and arms until both hands came to rest on her hips, giving them a small squeeze.

This may have been only their second date but it was definitely a charged one. There was just something about Vespara that drew him in. She was beautiful yes, but it was beyond that. Every time he thought about her, about kissing those lips a tightness in his belly would occur. He wasn’t sure what all these feelings actually meant but there was part od him that wanted something more serious with her. Not just dates and occasional hang outs. Regulus wanted to know more about her.

The last words she spoke sent a bolt of lightening up his spine. “I want to know more about you in all ways as well.” He only broke the kiss for a moment before his lips returned to her’s. Clawed fingers coming up to stroke along her cheek bone, her skin so soft beneath his fingers.

Uta

 

[Uta]

When Regulus lifted her chin, she gazed up at him with sudden anticipation. Her stomach twisted, and the rest of the world melted away. The brush of his lips, warm and tender, suddenly turned into something far more sensuous, and Vespara was ready for it. He would find no resistance, and she drank in his lips eagerly. Her tongue met his own, teasing him, encouraging him to continue, tasting him just as she had wished.

As he ran his hands down her waist and hips, she reached her arms up to slip them up his chest, and around his shoulders. She had to half-stand on tiptoes to reach, but thankfully, he was leaned over enough she could wrap them around his neck, and let her fingers slip through his hair. If her heart could beat, it would have been racing...

Vespara had wanted a bit of fun, with nothing serious in mind... but she was fooling herself. There was something addicting about him. It wasn't just a physical interest, though he was incredibly handsome, and it wasn't just the idea of someone paying her such close attention. She'd only known him a short time, but the young Giovanni couldn't help but want to keep him all to herself, for as long as she could. Perhaps she was being a fool, but there was something there.... something she wanted to explore to the fullest.

The dark-haired girl almost objected when he pulled away for a moment, giving a small n** at his lower lip. Thankfully, he kissed her again, and she couldn't help but give a small murr of pleasure, running one of her hands down his neck, and chest. She didn't care about the fight, didn't care who was winning, who was losing, who was getting their bones snapped, and faces smashed in. No, all she cared about right now, was keeping Regulus' lips and body against hers for as long as he'd let her.

She wanted him to be hers. Hers.

The sudden surge of possessiveness did have her nails dig deeper against him. Vespara was in no rush to let him go now that she had him in her claws.

Yayoi