The Mortal Instruments discussion

Out of the Institute. Intended for RPs to start up

Felix was walking in the street at dark, looking around for any stray businessmen walking home with briefcases and dapper suits. This was the financial district of London, and everyone here had some odd place in society one way or another. Felix felt his stomach gnawing and begging to be fed, his tastebuds zinging annoyingly to stop being so fickle and just choose a person already.
He loved men. They had an extra sort of...taste that really drove him craxy. Dont get him wrong, he wasnt picky. Women worked, too. But it just wasnt the same.
And he was have a pretty horrid week. He needed release.
He stalked a man a whole block in the shadows, mind going crazy about just how wonderful it would be to drink from a mundane and not from some arcas

((I meant carcass))

Felix saw the guy he had been following dip into an alley. "Drat..." He mumbled and followed him in, keeping close to the wall. He didnt care much about the chase or the danger, he just wanted to feed. His darkish violet eyes flickered around, searching in the dark for him.

Felix covered his eyes from the light for a second, eyes adjusting. "You were to become my next meal, little Shadowhunter..." he said honestly. He lookdled up at Scott and smiled. Mhmm...The cute ones always taste better... "What do you suppose I was doing, hmmm?"

Felix laughed, low and throaty. "You wouldnt dare." He licked his bottom lip and laughed in a higher octave. "You arent worth losing my finger, though. Ill just go find a more willing prey..."

"No, just intimidated a bit." He flashed him a smile, exposing just a hint of his fangs. "Don't worry your little golden, gorgeous head. I'll be on my way. Your neck is spared of my puncture wounds." he turned to leave

Felix stopped in mid step, letting out a low laugh. "Wait, Shadowhunter..." He turned back to face him. "Can I know your name? Just for reference? So this kind of thing never happens again?"

"Felix. You don't need to know my last name." He gave him a cheerful snile, and leaned against a dirty wall. "Scott...That's adorable...I had a boyfriend named Scott once...he was human, you know? Wonderful in the pants, but not all that bright in the head..." he laughed slightly. "Of course, one bite and he was gone..." He made his eyes avert towards the backwall. Almost mystically, he said "...I like Scott's. They're usually nice guys..."

"Yes. 120 or so years ago, I was just a lad on an Irish potato farm, doing nothing. Quite sad, my former life. Terribly dull and worthless." He examined his finger nails ruefully. "Far too long if you ask me. I've seen things you couldnt possibly imagine. Horrible, disgusting things. Id almost rather be dead." He rolled his eyes and looked back to Scott. "You wouldnt know how that feels, would you?"

He looked a little uninterested, but he understood. "I've seen things along the lines of genocide...of death and disease and newfound technology wreaking havoc on others...I almost jist want to end it sometimes. Its boys like you and blood that keeps me going, to be honest." he looked a little wicked with his stupid grin. "Innocent, avaible boys...virgins..."

Felix saw this and drew closer to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "What happened, darling?"

"Oh, but I do..." He said, honestly. "I care an awful lot."

"Who said that was what I wanted from you? I'm not a 'hit and run' kind of guy. I like spending quality time with feisty little people like you..." He gave him a smile again and took his hand, bringing it up and kissing it gingerly. "I would never do what that guy you were last with did, I promise" he was very good at reading people. He knew instantly why Scott was hurt.

Felix nodded. "And when you woke up, he realized what was going on and wanted you out. Typical." He shook his dark haired head and leaned close. "That sounds horrific...I'm terribly sorry..."

He cocked his head and took his cold hand and grazed his fingertips across Scott's cheek, gently and seductively wiping at the tears. "Hmm...You're really distraught about this, aren't you?" He sounded cool and relaxed. His hand slid off his cheek and down his jaw line, across his chin. "I have this overwhelming urge to make you happy..."

"I don't know...By being your friend and being there for you to rant at me, I suppose..." He laughed, sarcastically. "No shit, Sherlock. I want to show you how real boys make love." He dropped his hand and glanced away. "But sadly, I must leave you...Duty calls, and I still havnt fed." He nodded toward the rising sun. "You understand, dont you?"

"I'd love to see your pretty, pink face again. Care to meet up with me sometime else? At night...?"

"Alright. Tomorrow night. Sounds like a plan." He gave him a little smile and took off gracefully, making sure his presence lingered with Scott

He disappeared down the street, searching out someone less attracitve and cute to bite

((Yes, lets skip))

Felix sauntered in, dressed in a maroon peacoat. He looked around, over the heads of wasted bastards, to see Scott. He came to his table, smiling. "I knew you wouldn't lie about seeing me again. Hello."

He slipped next to him, smiling. "Glad to hear...I missed you, I hope you know..."

"Really." He leaned his hands out on the table. His muscles flexed beautifully as he bit his lip. "I thought about you all day..."

"Oh, did you?" He let his eyelashes flutter. "What did you think about me, exactly?"

Felix ran his tongue across his top teeth. He crossed his ankles under the table. "I thought about how postively gorgeous you were last, in the dark...and now, how cute you look under the harsh lights of this bar..." He sniggered, amused

"I BEG to differ...You look good enough to eat..." He leaned over the table and kissed his collarbone. "You're beautiful. More beautiful now that I can actually see you out of the dark..."

((Brb, shower!))

"Good...That was my intention..." He tore his lips away

"When you're as old as I am, you learn when to stop attracting attention and save yourself for someone special" He laughed easily. "So, no. I used to, but I touched, and I was burned...literally.."

He nodded. "After that, I gave up on Downworlder relationships, you know?" He looked to his wrist, where the mark from the flames had touched his skin still showed.

He nodded, biting his lip fiercely. But Scott's touch on it sort of...soothed it, however crazy that sounded. "That was a year ago or so, that I was with her...I havn't been in a relationship since..."

Felix just smiled nicely. "Not your fault." He drew closer to him, sugfesting intimacy

Felix lookd up at him out of dark eyes, narrowing them slightly. "So...Here we are...."

At that moment, Felix wanted nothing but his lips to roam across Scott's. Yet, he pulled away and turned his head the other way, so the only thing Scott could kiss would be his cheek. "Scott..."

"I care more about you than to just start kissing you right away." He said, sourly, though he hated acting mad at a beautiful boy like Scott. "Calm down. And stop blushing."

Felix parted his lips and ran his tongue along his teeth. "So, like, Scott honey...Tell me about this boy...This boy that used you..." I'd love to shake him silly and drain him over everyone, and ask him how stupid he was to let Scott slip by

Felix narrowed his eyes even more. "Thats not what you said last night..." he laughed when he realized how dirty that sounded. "Pardon me. I meant when we first met..."

Felix let out a sigh. "One doesnt simply 'get over' something like that. It was your first time, huh?"

"No. First time doing..." Felix snickered slightly. "You know..."

"So, lets just claim that nothing happened." He could think of multiple ways to change that. "Let me br your guide on the trip of intimacy. I never fail to amaze."

If Felix could've blushed, he would've right there. "Mr. Parnell...Would you mind if I buy you a drink?"

"What shall I fetch you, then?" He stood up from his seat, looking down at him.

He nodded and walked to the bar, getting his drink. He returned with a glass a few minutes later, smiling. He placed it down and came and sat on Scott's other side, even closer than before. "Is this satisfactory?"

Felix kissed his blushing cheek. "You are so so...adorable..."

"Why, thank you, love..." He kissed him again, slow and lingering. He smelt like salt, just a hint. His hands slipped under the waist band of Scott's trousers, probing slightly. "We're safe here, right?"

Felix licked a thin line across the side f his face. "You're so...incredibly...warm..."

Felix snickered slightly and pulled away. "I don't think I can do that to someone so innocent, you know?"

Felix examined his nails. "If you thought that was wow, just you wait..." He scoffed and dug one hand into Scott's pocket

"I've been called many things, but never sweet...It feels...Nice, I suppose." He cleared his throat and loosened his tie, feeling hot and flustered

"Oh, screw it." He practically ripped the thing off in frustration. "There!" His shirt tumbled open, exposing his boney, pale chest out of the top of the shirt, where a few buttons were missing