Hunter Becomes The Hunted (For Malk)
Nikki had been on the hunt for several days, a very specific hunt of a very dangerous prey who could just as easily kill him as Nikki could it. Nikki wasn't all too scared, though. He'd hunted several prey like this before and had taken them down, but then again, that was his job and Nikki was pretty decent at his job. Still, as a vampire hunter, Nikki could never underestimate his quarry. No matter how clever he was, no matter how fast, agile, and athletic he was, and no matter what his weapons were, the vampires were almost always better by the very nature of their breed. They were super-human and Nikki... well, he was just a neko-jin.
Still, if there was one thing that Nikki had to his advantage it was that his silver tongue and his good looks were almost always able to coerce those nymphomaniac blood-suckers into the sack where they became much easier to deal with. All it took was tight clothes to show off that slender, girlish body of his, the shaking of his womanly hips and his round butt, the subtle movement of his hand running through his long silver hair tinged with purple, the right facial expressions from that soft, regal face of his, and using both his kitten ears and tail to add to the whole ensemble. It was as easy as that and those vampires were put under his spell. Of course, it didn't help that Nikki has a talent in magic that he used to make himself so much more alluring.
What made it even more easy was how vampires so loved to hang around places like bars and clubs in their sick attempts to pick up victims. That meant that the vampires were already in the mindset of looking for something to screw, which made it very easy for Nikki. It was so that he didn't have to contest with the vampire's natural superhuman strength and speed and made the game much more about deceit and lies, something that the naughty little neko was very, very good at.
And that's where Nikki was right at this moment, just now entering a local bar that he had painstakingly traced his latest hunt to. They were here somewhere, Nikki knew, and the kitty-boy wasn't going to let him slip through his fingers like he had five times now. The aggravating game of cat and mouse was finally going to come to an end and Nikki had to lick his lips at that satisfying thought.
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~Where Is My Alice?~
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