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[Radzy]

There was a philosophy in life that when the world gets you down, remember that you're too damn hot for it. It was a statement that didn't always work, but when you don't have a soul it's easier to believe. This woman didn't have a soul.
It was late anyway. The gym was open nearly all hours because of the population of the city being supernatural. Oh well, it allowed a certain vampire to work out and not worry about being looked at oddly.
Felicity smirked as she thought to herself. Was she as cold as people said she was? Probably. Pulling a fitted, strappy tee over her frame, she threw her bag into the locker that was in front of her and locked the door. Her shoes were then pulled on and she continued to ponder over her vain musings. The smirk stretched to a grin as she walked out of the changing rooms. Poor people, they all thought they looked so good, but all she could think about was how to make them notice her. She thrived for attention, and it was all she wanted. Felicity longed for it, craved it and sought after it... Vanity was probably her only honest feature.
Her hips swayed gently as she moved, her hands tying her think hair into a loose tail and she wondered where she would go first. Her routine was nonexistent, she was only here because she had nowhere else to be... Weights? No, she would make all those poor men feel inadequate. Stepper? No, too boring and made her butt hurt. Treadmill? Oh why not.

The gym wasn't big nor was it small. There was a line of maybe five treadmills and all par one being used. Oh well, more room for her. So she picked one and then started to exercise. She stopped for a second to put her headphones in her ears and turn the MP3 player on, just to start again and slowly become lost in the mixture of pain from her muscles and the music.

Three miles later and she noticed her muscles feeling like they were being used properly but she wasn't tired. The only thing that made her slow down was that her black jogging bottoms were riding low on her hips and showing more of her tanned skin then she really wanted.
Not caring if anyone had noticed, the Spanish feline simply continued her little workout.

[Shocky]

“1, 2, 3” each repetition echoed unconsciously in his head while other thoughts flowed freely. Gyms… Even at night they were over populated, of course as a vampire Constantin wasn’t offered much of a choice other than doing his workout after dusk, but still it would have been nice to be able to do your workout naked instead of lifting weights with a bunch of juice up monkeys! “4, 5, 6, 7” Constantin himself was slender with a toned and, after some months of working out, more buffed body. Buffed enough to be pleased with himself anyway. And still it is worth the effort of doing workout when you see the faces of the wanna-be-hollywood-hunks when they realised how much more he lifted compared to them – and he wasn’t even trying. “8, 9 and 10” Done! Constantin got off the bench where he had done the bench press and glanced at himself in the wall mirror with a satisfied smirk on his face before leaving the weight lifting room.

That was the first hour gone. He adjusted his tank top which stuck to his trimmed body, while at it he also make sure his loose fitted sweatpants prided his body in the correct manner.
With a feeling of not quite being done Constantin decided to do some cardio exercise to end his training pass. He first went to the steppers only to find them all occupied which they hadn’t been a moment ago. Slightly annoyed he went for the treadmill instead only to find them all take too. This time he didn’t get annoyed however. His gaze fell on the exotic woman sweating only slightly while she followed the dull rhythm of the treadmill. He could just sense the heaving of her ample chest, but his eyes remained fixed on her butt working in a now almost sensual rhythm. Constantin almost completely forgot himself as he stood there starring like an animal.

At this point he caught himself from falling deep into the abyss as the treadmill next to the well curved babe was left by one of the other exercise junkies. He walked up to it, took a quick look at the display and pressed the start button. He hadn’t seen her face but she seemed familiar somehow. He slowly turned his head towards her as he to fell into the rhythm of the mill.

[Radzy]

Lost in the sounds that were being pumped into her head, Felicity had let her eyes slide shut as she blissfully continued to just move with the machine. In the back of her mind she wondered if the gym was starting to fill up, as she didn't want to spend the whole night in that spot, but at in truth neither did she want to be bothered by anyone.
It wasn't long though before her concentration and thought train was broken... Someone had entered her comfort zone, and it wasn't a lousy human who had nothing but others to live for. No, this was a familiar smell, one of vampire and a mild smile swept over the female's lips.
The smell was warm, though he probably wasn't as sweaty as she was starting to feel. Mile four and five had slid under her feet in a sneaky fashion which caused her to almost feel tired. Her stamina wasn't as good as it could be when it came to running, she often preferred other cardiovascular activities...
... Such as jump rope.
But her curiosity took over and so she slowed down so that she could glance innocently over at the vampire. Her hair got in the way though, and she had to look away to avoid looking silly.

From the quick glance, she couldn't tell who he was but she knew that she had met him before, she could just tell that. After a moment she decided to tease and slid her top up and over her head, revealing a black sports bra and a well toned stomach. Acting as if it was nothing, the vampire simply continued to move at a jogging speed, knowing good and damn well what was moving in time with the rest of her body. The bra was well fitted but there are something things even man made fabric don't want to hold still.
She tossed the shirt over a handlebar on the treadmill and allowed a playful smile to sweep over her face as she glanced back at the male for a brief second.

This time she figured out who she thought he was, but that just meant the teasing had to be enhanced. He deserved a show, to make him feel even a little bad for not talking to her in what felt like a decade. Even Felicity could miss someone.

[Shocky]

Everything about her seemed vastly familiar even the bright green eyes which had shone through her dark hair as she had first looked back at him. But still it wasn’t until she dropped the top and glanced back a second time he finally remembered the times he had spend with this perfect woman. Her skin still bore the dark complexion rare for a vampire. Her abs kept showing themselves toned in a way any woman would have wanted them. He had never forgotten Felicity, but the odds of suddenly meeting her here after all thus time seemed amazing and had apparently blocked his memory. A bad conscience crept up around his spine momentarily making him look away, though the knowledge of her being so close made him turn his head back up.
The faster paces and lesser clothing gave away even more of the female vampire’s natural advantages. Her breasts – still the light brown colour of milky chocolate he remembered – were firm bouncing only as much as gravity absolutely demanded.

Clearly, he thought to himself, she’s up to more than simple trying to keep cool during her workout. Maybe he could have told from the smile which had played on her lips but he felt the need of reassuring himself. Somehow Felix had managed to find the soft spot of the otherwise proud and great Constantin.

He decided to play along. It was more crowded now than half an hour ago yet a man filled with both old love and new desire seemed to go blind to this sort of thing. He quickened the pace himself and in pretence of being in the need of a towel he pulled his tank top over his head and gently dried his forehead with it. Now running with his bare torso like some “hey-look-at-me-fanatic” he had to mentally curse himself. All he wanted was for the female vampire to notice him again and for her not to stop what she had started.

[Radzy]

Knowing that his eyes were on her, Felicity felt a surge of confidence and felt a little braver about how she was acting. Her back straightened a little more and she didn't feel the need in hiding anything. It was a boost of esteem, and she wanted to let him know how grateful she was of how he made her feel. Of course while they were running there was little she could do, but that didn't stop her from thinking.
Anyone in the gym could be looking at her, but only the vampire to her side really had a hold on her. His approval kept her going and the emotions he made her feel were intoxicating. They only reminded her of the first time she met Constantin, when he simply announced his love for her and made her forget the world, in more ways then one. This was his show, and she got the feeling that he was enjoying it.
Glancing to the side briefly as she saw him move, she watched him take his shirt of and she allowed herself to take in how he looked. Every muscle and every curve. The few glimmers of sweat running down his chest made her bite her lip and smile innocently at him in a "I'm a good girl really" fashion. Her big green eyes could try to lie for her, but he knew more then any of the other people around them what she was really like.

Picking up her shirt as she continued to jog at a quick pace, she wiped off the droplets of sweat that were forming on her soft skin. She knew her jogging bottoms were riding low on her hips once again, and she knew that the band of her underwear was showing. Of course she hadn't been expecting to see someone worth impressing tonight so her underwear choice wasn't as sexy as it could have been, but the tiny shorts that matched her sports bra was still teasing due to how they rested on her backside.
Her calves were starting to ache however, so she quickly thought of a way to be devilish and she slowed the treadmill down until it stopped. Facing him for a moment she grinned playfully while once again patting her chest and stomach dry, before she then stepped off the machine and wandered into the crowd of humans and other beings, hoping Con would get the hint that she was teasing him.
She wasn't sure where she was going, but she just walked past other stations and would let her eyes linger on the people there for a few minutes and she wondered where the hell she was going. Another machine? Maybe...
"Meh." She scratched the bridge of her nose and stopped to watch a rather egoistic human lift weights -- badly. He looked like he could tear a ligament or something. It was amusing to say the least however, and Felicity glanced to the side to see if she was being followed before she then wandered over to a drinks machine and dropped a few coins in that had been in her pocket. It wasn't often that she had coins, but notes and bills were useless there.

[Shocky]

A surge of power mixed with the hint of submission he felt every time he was near Felix rushed through every fiber within him as she once again looked back at him. He could only hope that the jogging bottoms she wore would fall lower down around her waist as more of Felix’s underwear was reveal during her jog. A woman like her didn’t need sexy underwear she was oozing sex no matter what she threw on. His eyes had rested firmly on her calves and the small dimples on her lower back that Constantin found incredibly hot.

As Felicity stopped he had only just started to feel a little winded himself. He slowed down the machine before pressing stop. He decided to let the girl – can you even call her that? – a bit of a head start. He stood still on his treadmill taking in his surrounding trying to decide on what to do next. He dried off the last sweat still clinging to his chest with the tank top as he followed Felicity gently swaying hip as the almost disappeared into the crowd. He didn’t want to lose sight of her and hurried down from the machine; he almost stumbled as he did and looked back at the spot angrily before continuing the hunt for his “prize”. He found her standing at the drinks machine. He slowed down to a walk as not to look stupid. He made up his mind fast. This was a game and he knew the rules.

He approached the drinks machine in what he though would look like a cool. How come that this woman to whom he had declared his love after only having seen her a few seconds was the only person who could make him feel insecure? He was perplexed.
He took out a bill only to find himself waving the piece of paper like some retard – COINS ONLY. A wealthy guy like him never carried coins around – ‘keep the change, buddy’ – damn!
Now standing with only a foot between him and Felix he could smell the sweat from her body reminding him of their former erotic encounters. A sense of arousal struck him. Her damp hair and the pearls of sweat running from her neck down her cleavage only heightened the excitement of their little game.

‘Could I borrow a coin?’ He asked awkwardly adding, ‘please?’

[Radzy]

Feeling lost in her own little world, Felix blocked out the intoxicating smell that Con brought into the building. It made her head spin and her pulse race but she was a good vampire... If the two words could be put into the same sentence to begin with. Constantin... The vampire who made her wish she had more self will and a better control of the mental images she let slide into her mind... Memories perhaps, or faithless fantasies.
Glancing to her side she was only mildly startled to see him walking towards her, power and control seeping into the aura of the room... Her cheeks flushed and she looked away again and got her drink from the machine.
"Compose yourself."
The internal hiss was not her trying to prove she was more mature then him, who by the way his eyes had been deeply set apon her, it could only be assumed that she was now naked in his mind and... Well... She wouldn't mind hopping into bed with a certain vampire to be honest... It was just him. He made her want him...

Looking up finally as he spoke to her, she smiled in a doe eye manner and nodded, "Of course," If Felix could mew, she would have then. Her voice was small, teenager like when the cheerleader talks to the football team captain for the first time. The coins were exchanged from her hand to his in an equally meek manner.. Alex would be retching if he saw what this vampire could turn his sister into...
She took a sip from her own drink and recoiled. Felicity was not a cheerleader, she was the killer who ate the cheerleaders. Smiling seductivly she traced her hand along Constantin's back as he stood there, before she bit her lip and pulled back completely. "So tell me, how've you been?" She purred, eyes finally allowing the hunger from her gut to seep into her gaze.

[Shocky]

As Constantin took the coins from Felix he let his fingers linger in her hands long than what would have been normal – ahh, the simple touch of her skin against his. He remembered that feeling and longed for it.
He flashed a wicked smile at her submissive voice, did he really have this influence on her? She should have know what she made him feel like or really rather he wouldn't like that since it would put him in a position of weakness and he really wouldn't want that. But still; it was Felix. Having know her as little as he in reality had he sensed innocence from her and felt... safe... around her, if anyone, she would be the only person in the world he would ever be able to share his secrets with – especially laying naked with her in bed.

'Water?! – What, for the sake of Christ, did I want water for?' Constantin came to think as soon as he reached to take the plastic cup he had just paid for. Vampires don't crave icy water after a workout. Blood does the trick for this kind of creatures, though what Constantin really craved was sex. His face turned to a frown for a second as he gave the cup in his hand a hard stare before returning his full attention back to the Venus-like vampire in front of him while he threw out the cup.

Had he been able to shiver he would have once her finger made contact with his skin instead he smiled in a sly fashion. Her tone of voice had changed when she had asked the last question and even moved away like she could ever resist him. This was an act – at least he hoped so. He took a deep breath, sucking air through to his lunges. Her level of hormones had changed too, he could smell it from the sweat on her body.

'Oh, the usual... homicide, massacre, rape and I've been planning a genocide too but gave it up because of logistics.' He chuckled, actually laughing at his own poor wits, because it had to be poor to make him laugh. Swiftly he moved in close to her. Ignoring all his imagined unwritten rules of the game between the two of them. He drew up his hand and let the hair she had gathered in a pony tail pass through his fingers. 'I've missed you,' it was in a deep, passionate whisper so close to her ear that she could probably feel his breath on her, 'I've longed for you, my love. You never left my mind.' He pressed his naked chest against her wet top. He felt her breasts under the surface of the fabric.
The hand he had hidden from view traced up her inner thigh until he reached the source that could give her the physical pleasures he wanted her to have he pressed hard against that spot, 'And I want you now...' He left his voice to linger in her ear.

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