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 Late Night Study Session (For Sin) 
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As Revekka struggles with the unseen force that keeps her from running away, Sin slowly approaches her. The white lab coat falls from his shoulders and through his body as he becomes intangible. He is but a spirit, no more solid than he wishes to be. The coat collapses onto the floor at Sin's feet and is forgotten. The white haired beast walks through the book littered table. His spectral form doesn't disturb anything as he passes through all that seperates him from the student.

Meanwhile the invisible hand yanks on the shirt that it holds on to, in hopes of reigning in the fearful woman. Between Revekka and the phantom hand pulling it in opposite directions the shirt gives itself up to the two forces equally as it splits apart. The unseen hand fades into nothingness as a large portion of the shirt's right side is torn free. The scrap of cloth slowly drifts down to the floor.

Two more invisible hands manifest by Revekka. These phantom appendages wait to try to catch both of the student's arms should she fall from the sudden release granted to her by the torn shirt, or if she somehow manages to continue to try to escape this room. To touch them is to know the feel of human hands, but there is no other way to detect them. They are unseen and unbreakable forces that seek to grip the raven haired woman for their ghostly master.

Sin grins as his unseen limbs work to trap his prey.

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Mon Nov 26, 2007 4:01 am
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The frightened student jerks to the right in an attempt to break away from the invisible force as she looks out of the corner of her eye at the man. For a moment all thoughts of escape leave her. Her limbs freeze as her mouth drops open. Words escape her as she watches with horror the man drop his lab coat and walk through the table. Not around it. Not over it or even under it but through it as if it didn’t even exist. “How . . . what . . . how?” she stammers as ripples of fear undulate up her spine. She shakes her head like a puppy dislodging unwanted water; not believing what she is seeing. “That isn’t possible.” she shouts. Pulling against the force holding her shirt, she screams at the man. “Let me go! Let me go!”

She suddenly stumbles forward as the stressed fabric of her uniform shirt gives way under the strain of being pulled in two directions. Cool air rushes over her cotton covered breast as one whole side of the shirt tears off. “NO!” Revekka screams as she stumbles into hands. She can feel the hands physically holding her up as she tries to stop her forward motion but she can’t see anything. The man is still standing in front of her; way to far away to be holding her.

She can feel hands cupping her elbows, holding her upright. Cold, firm hands gripping her without mercy. She pulls first to the left and then to the right but to no avail. She can’t pull free. The invisible grip is too strong. Deciding not to let the man see her struggle and look foolish, she slowly stills. Glaring at him, looking as defiant as she can with fear nearly stealing her breath, she demands, “Who the hell are you? What do you want with me?” Pulling hard against the hand holding her arm she threatens, ”You better let me go. Mr. Niceman will be really mad if you hurt me. He will fire you for sure.”

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Mon Nov 26, 2007 9:39 pm
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Sin slowly crosses the distance between him and Revekka. By the time his lovely captive ceases struggling he is standing directly in front of her. The grey skinned creature leers at the shapely form of the captured beauty. His unnatural stare focuses on the bare skin that has been revealed by the torn shirt. He reaches out with one of his grey hands and grips the collar of the remaining garment. He slowly drags the torn shirt down over the raven haired woman's shoulder until her other bra covered breast is revealed to his lustful stare. The last remnants of her shirt is slipped over her arm and drops to the floor, leaving only her cotton bra to maintain any amount of modesty.

Sin's only responce to Revekka's threat is a sinister grin.
His arm reaches around the shapely student and he pulls her towards himself. He draws Revekka's body against his inhumanly strong form. While his voice and power have been chilling and frigid so far his body feels like a living inferno shrouded within his ebony suit. The arm wrapped around the violet eyed woman is an unyielding force that seeks to hold this slender goddess against the monster's body. If she so wished it Revekka could almost fool herself into believing that this is a human male pressed against her, but the raw intensity of the beast makes such illusions difficult to maintain. He's too hot and too strong to feel like a true man. He is a beast of desire through and through. And a single glance would prove his monstrous nature without a doubt.

Sin leans towards Revekka. His grinning lips part. He passes by her lovely face and continues towards the recently bared shoulder. He captures the naked flesh that blends the woman's neck to her shoulder within a passionate, hungry kiss. He kissses her shoulder several more times, the desperate heat building within his lips every time. These aren't tender or affectionate actions, but hungry and rough. He is a carnal beast that is finally feasting after ages without hunting. He tastes her by licking up her neck.
His mouth finally parts from his prey as he sighs and whispers just below Revekka's ear.

"Tell anyone you like, pet. No mortal force can stop me. I will have you in any way I desire. Tell everyone all about the things I will do to you."

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Revekka’s eyes widen and she strains back against the invisible hands holding her as the man approaches. She isn’t sure what‘s more frightening - the fact that she’s held fast by something she can’t see or the fact that the man shows no concern that others might hold him accountable for his actions. She is used to people fearing authority and this man obviously could care less about the headmaster or anyone else.

Her hands come up to ward him off as he reaches out and pulls down the remaining side of her blouse. His fingers barely brush her skin as he slips the material down her arm but even the slightest brush makes the hair on her arm stand up. His touch oozes evilness. It isn’t the ice cold evilness pouring from his eyes or his voice. This is a hot evil, like a trail of tiny flames burning her flesh. She whimpers as he pulls her against him.

Jerking, she tries to put a few inches between their bodies but she is trapped, her hands caught between them. The arm around her back feels like a bar of steel pressing her against a wall. Leaning her head back, she glares up at him. He hardly notices as his mouth moves towards her.

“No, please don’t,” the girl whispers as his mouth latches onto her neck. She cringes and shrinks back; trying to escape his mouth while at the same time being relieved that his mouth found her neck and not her lips. The thought of having to kiss this monster is more than she can take.

She presses hard with her arms, trying to move him back but it is like trying to shove a boulder. Her strength is nothing against his. She feels him pressed all along her length from her neck down to her hips. Heat, an uncomfortable heat, seems to roll off him and surround her.

Suddenly his mouth releases her neck and moves up. Frigid air caresses her ear as he speaks. Revekka shivers as he whispers his taunt. A feeling of complete helplessness consumes her as she realizes what he says is true. He can do what ever he wants with her. He obviously has the advantage strength wise and no one is around to hear her scream. No one will be around until morning and by then she could be dead.

She feels as helpless as a kitten in the clutches of a bear as she ineffectively kicks at his legs. It is like slamming her toes into granite. Her pitiful blows against his chest are just as ineffective. Her fear and frustration mounts as she twists and turns in his arms, trying to pull away. Finally, in a moment of complete desperation, she slams her forehead into his chin.

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Revekka's forehead slams into a surface that yields. Sin's head is thrown back, but not by any force the raven haired woman has brought against him. No, he turns his grey visage upward to let loose a deep chuckle. His arm slips off of Revekka's slender form. His hand runs over her bare back, across her side and finally lets the very tips of his fingers slide over her pale abdomen before all contact is lost. The colorless specter falls back and away from his captive. He tips over and falls through the floor. Just like the table, he passes through the floorboards as an immaterial impossibility.

The phantom is gone.

But only for a moment. His grey, powerful hands reach around Revekka as Sin rises from the floor behind her. His palms come to rest on her. His arms wrap around her torso and hold her close to his ebony clothed body. One of his hands presses down upon her chest, just below her collarbone and above her ample cleavage. His other hand rests just below the woman's bosom, on her side. He holds her tightly against himself. So tightly that he is able to lift the student up from the floor within this embrace. Sin leans his head forward to once again bring his mouth up to Revekka's ear. His breath teases her lobe and neck. He carries her across the room as it feels like he's gliding rather than walking. The beast takes the captured beauty towards the book littered table.

"Don't what?" He whispers to her again. He leans his head against hers. He inhales the scents carried within her hair. He pulls her even tighter against himself to truly savor the feel every delightful curve pressed against himself. But his embrace is careful not to cause any pain. There's no need for that just yet.

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Sat Dec 01, 2007 7:36 am
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Prepared for a flash of pain to radiate through her head as it slams into the creature’s chin, the student is surprised to feel nothing. His head moves back and there is only a small spurt of heat spreading across her skin. Her relief is instantly vanquished by the eerie laugh that rumbles out. She tenses with fear as she feels him move. Confusion ripples down her as the pressure from his arm eases and his fingers trail across her naked skin. And then he was gone.

Pure joy explodes in her as she realized that the monster is gone and now she is free. Right as she begins to take the first step she feels his presence behind her. “NO!” she screams, her fear and frustration evident in her voice. She was so close; just a few more seconds and she would have be running across the quad towards the safety of the dorm. Instead, she is again trapped by his arms. A wave of despondency rolls over her as her hopes of freedom, her hopes of surviving the night recede.

She gasps as he lifts her off the floor, holding her tightly against his blazing body. The heat burns her bare back and seeps through the material of her skirt. His arm is like a red-hot bar of iron tucked tight across her chest and she can feel each of his fingers searing into the flesh of her side. Flailing her legs, she tries to hinder his progress but nothing she does seems to bother him at all. Tears run down her face as she again laments her inability to escape.

“Don’t what?” he whispers in her ear once he stops near the table. His words swirl around her like a gray fog bank. “Please,” she whispers. “Please don’t hurt me. I . . . I . . . I haven’t’ done anything wrong. I haven’t.” She cringes when she hears the plea in her voice; not the strong attitude she’d hoped to use to intimidate him to releasing her.

Well obviously you aren’t going to intimidate him, Idiot. She thinks to herself as the man takes a deep breath near her ear. It’s going to take smarts, cunning, to escape this thing. Just need to get down. Just need a second with my feet on the floor not held by him. Just one second. The thoughts race through her brain, taking only an instant to form a plan. Dangerous? Yes. Doable? Maybe. The only option? Sadly.

“Please, let me go. I won’t run.” She cranes her head around to meet his eyes. His - empty and cold. Hers - full of fear. “I just don’t want you to hurt me. Please, I’ll do what you want just let me down and don’t hurt me.” She tries to stop her voice from shaking as she lies. Watching his flat eyes, she holds her breath, waiting to see if he will by her act.

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"Down?" The word is said curiously. What is that. "Down?" Now it's amusing to this whispering spook. It's something funny. "Yes. down." His tone is sure. The word is now an idea. It is now an action.

His weight shifts. His body twists ever so slightly and his arms open to release Revekka. His every action leads to the woman being tossed away and towards the book covered table. The student's half clothed form is thrown over the table and begins to drop down towards it. But she never reaches the table. Time stops and the downward pull of gravity is forgotten. Revekka is suspended, nearly three feet above the surface of the table. She faces down towards the table. Much of her body is frozen within this captured moment. She remains aware. Her head and limbs can still move, but she can not continue her journey downward. She is stuck, floating above the table.

A grey hand reaches out beneath the suspended beauty. Sin sweeps aside all of the books that clutters the table and pushes them onto the floor. Once the sound of the discarded books crashing and piling onto the floor is forgotten Sin walks around and to the head of the table, where Revakka's own head is positioned. He crouches down and leans on his elbows against the table. He stares upon the lovely, yet fearful face of his victim. He grins, as if his colorless lips were enjoying some sadistic secret known only to them. His eyes, even though they are white blanks, can not hide their lustful nature. He leans ever closer to Revekka.

"There, I let you go and you are unhurt. I've done what you want. Now I'll get what I want." His cruel grin widens. Those lips will soon share that sadistic secret. The white haired beast rises. He begins to walk around to the other side of the table.

Yes, now it's time to take what he wants.

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As bad as it is to have the man staring at her in silence, it isn’t half as scary as hearing his voice curling around her. She had never heard anything as flat and emotionless. There is something in his demeanor that terrorizes her. He is cocky and confident in a totally unconcerned way. As the last of his speech wafts away on the air, he relaxes his hold on her.

For just an instant she thinks her plan is coming together. He is going to release her and put her down and she is prepared to run for the door the moment her feet hit the floor but instead of hitting the ground she is suddenly flying through the air. Her body twists as she flails about, her arms and legs trying to stabilize her random movements. A scream explodes out of her as she flips over and watches the table getting larger and larger. She throws her arms out to try to slow the momentum of her decent as she braces to slam into the hard surface. Horrible images and emotions flash through her mind as she prepares to feel her body hit the table, feel the jar of her head slamming down, and the crunch of bones hitting wood. She closes her eyes and cries out.

She feels a jerk but not the one she expected. She didn’t hit the table; instead it feels as if a giant hand had plucked her out of the air in mid fall. She slowly opens her eyes and screams as she realizes that she is suspended in air, dangling over the table. She moves her limbs, trying with swimming motions to reach the table. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees the man move into her line of vision and then rest against the table. His smile sends ice down her back and causes the hair on her neck to stand at attention.

Again, she is struck by how blank his face seems, not angry, no emotion. She can hardly believe anyone or anything could treat another human this way without showing some sort of rage. He must hate her or why else would he do this? Stuck above the table, the poor girl can do nothing but stare at him, waiting for his next move. It is not long in coming. His creepy voice mocks her and she realizes that he was right.

“This is not what I meant.” she protests. “I said set me down and let me go. I meant let me go out of here. This is not down. You didn’t let me down.” Although she is trying very hard to stay calm, she has a sinking feeling that her plan has not only failed her, but has put her in an untenable position. For some bizarre reason this crazy man seems to think that he has fulfilled his part of some demented bargain and now he expects her to fulfill hers. She desperately tries to remember what she used as a bargaining tool.

Her eyes get the size of saucers and her mouth drops open as she remembers promising to do what he wants if he didn’t hurt her. ”No, you didn’t do what I asked. I don’t have to do what you want. You didn’t do what you were supposed to.” Even as she yells her denial at him she knows that she is in big trouble. He doesn’t look like the kind of guy that is going to listen to a rational argument.

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Sin walks along the side of the table and the lovely student that is trapped in the air above it. His black clothed arm reaches out towards his captive. His colorless fingers run down Revekka's bare back as he walks down the length of her body. He feels out the contour along her spine. Past her shoulderblades, and downward until he places his entire hand hand flatly against the small of her back. Sin trails his hand further down, over her skirt covered buttocks. He gives the woman's rear a firm squeeze before his hand continues to follow the path of the grey creature's slow walk beside the table. His touch continues down the length of her skirt and eventually finds the nake flesh of one of her legs. He lets out a deep, approving hum at the feel of her silky skin. He feels out the back of her knee, down to her calf and finally ends at her ankle, where the specter stops at the far end of the table. He takes a firm hold of Revekka's ankle in one hand and quickly captures her other ankle in his other hand. With a nudge of beastly strength he tries to coax the student's legs to part.

"I'm only supposed to do one thing with my afterlife, dear. It's one thing I have done for ages and will continue to do until the end. You will find I have become fairly good at it. And you will also learn that you don't have to ask for it. You give it. And I take it."

Again his grasp upon Revekka's ankles attempts to persuade her shapely legs to part for him. He doesn't use his full strength, not enough to hurt, just enough to make the task of keeping her legs together a challenge.

"Now relax, and you may enjoy it."

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Floating above the table, Revekka urgently searches for anything within reach to use as a weapon as the man moves from his perch at the head of the table. Unfortunately, nothing is near her but the man and air. Twisting doesn’t help free her from whatever mysterious force is holding her; it just makes her a little nauseous. She’d never been motion sick before but then again, she’d never been hanging in space, being stalked by a man who just might be the corporal form of her worst nightmare.

She cringes as his arm reaches out, preparing for a blow but instead his fingers barely brush along her back. An objective part of her brain catalogues her feelings as he slowly moves down her body, caressing her supple form. His touch is not unpleasant; at least no more unpleasant than any unwanted touch. His fingers didn’t dig into her skin, leaving bruises and bloody half-moons from his nails. He didn’t paw at her or grab. He just brushed his fingers against her skin, leaving a trail of goose bumps in their wake. He is actually almost gentle. She could almost believe it was the touch of an innocent boy showing a girl that he likes her the first time. That part of her brain almost convinces her that there is nothing to fear from this man.

His soft touch on her ankles dissuades her of that foolish notion in an instant. The comfort of his soft touch dissipates as he whispers his ability to take anything he wants from her. His firm grasp on her ankles attempts to tenderly pull her tightly closed legs apart. She resists, feeling the pressure, feeling the burn in her muscles as she tries to deny him entry. She can feel her muscles tremble and pain radiates up her outer thighs. She is afraid to resist in a more active manner. It would only take an instant of weaken resistance for him to achieve his goal and if nothing else; even if she eventually is forced to submit to his wishes, she is going to make it hard for him. She will not go quietly to her doom.

Clamping her legs together as tight as she can, she jerks her legs to the side, attempting to pull him off balance. “I won’t relax. And I won’t enjoy it. I will not enjoy anything you do to me.” Her voice echoing around the silent room gives her a little courage. “I won’t let you do this.” she shouts as she bucks up and down in the air. Her body moves slowly through the field of time that surrounds her but it is enough to move her a few inches forward. Excited, she frantically hunches forward, like an inch worm and moving at about the same speed, intent on finding a way out of this predicament.

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A growl. There is no other warning except that before Sin releases his hold on Revekka and is standing on the table. He takes a firm hold on her shoulder and with a tug rolls the woman around so that she is now facing upward. Slowly the raven haired student begins to sink towards the table. She stops once more in the air nearly three feet above the table. The specter lifts one of his legs over his hovering captive and brings it down so that he is now straddling the violet eyed student. His firm thighs press against Revekka's hips. He leans down over his captve. His black suit jacket dangles open from his black shirt and tickles Revekka's bare abdoment briefly before coming to a rest against her skin. He leans with his grey face over a foot from her lovely features. He reaches out to firmly grasp her by the back of her neck with one hand. His other hand rests upon her chest, just above her ample breasts. His palm captures the sensation of her heart beating through her chest.

"I grant you movement of your limbs only out of convenience. I grant you speech only for my pleasure. I grant and you accept." Sin whispers coldly to the student. He grins as his hand sweeps down from its position upon her chest. His colorless fingers snatch hold of her bra and tugs on it. The white garment grows deathly cold for an instant before it can no longer be felt. Sin turns the bra entirely intangible allowing it to pass through Revekka's body. He flings away the garment and turns his attention to the freshly revealed mounds. His hand snaps back to take a hungry hold over Revekka's right breast. He squeezes and caresses her bosom. He leans ever closer to her and whispers once more as his hand enjoys the feel of her fleshy globe.

"Do not make me regret these favors I grant you. I can take them away as easily as I will take pleasures from your exquisite body."

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Revekka yelps as her body spins and drops. The man’s silence was frightening but his growl is terrifying. ‘Mmmmpp” she whimpers as his body looms over her. For a moment, she is enclosed by the sides of his jacket and feels claustrophobic, surrounded by dark material and body heat. And the heat of his body straddling hers makes her ache to crawl away. Trapped between his thighs, she feels her emotions begin to spiral out of control. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.” she sobs as he makes her bra disappear. Now she finally realizes that there isn’t anything she can do. He is totally in control and it seems, she has made him mad.

Shame colors her cheeks and tears run into her hair as his hand covers her naked breast. The aftermath of the chilled bra is that her nipples, totally without her consent, have hardened and the man’s hand presses against the sensitive bud. She hates that he can feel the hard little tips pushing up against his palm. She doesn’t like what he’s doing to her but he might think she does. She squirms under his touch, wanting to scream at him but fearing what that would bring. Wiggling, she looks up into his face, trying to find a glimpse of kindness or even gentleness but there is no such thing. His eyes glow with a heat that makes her whimper as she turns her head away.

“Please don’t hurt me.” She whispers. Defeat is evident in her voice as she lies still under him. All ideas of escape, of fighting, of getting away are gone. Now, she just hopes she will survive.

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He does not whisper a reply. Instead his mouth descends down towards her stiffening nipples. First he licks one hardened bud, then the other. His hand slides down from her neck and joins its twin groping Revekka's supple breasts. His mouth continues to hungrily kiss and lick any patch of skin that his hands aren't caressing on her bosom. Every so often his fingers tease her tender nipples by capturing them between thumb and forefinger and tugging at them or rolling them. His mouth moves its adoration up along Revekka's cleavage. His lips and tongue suckle and lick over her chest and along a winding trail that takes him to her neck and left shoulder. He pauses breifly to finally speak to his victim in a voice that is as cold as his actions have been passionate.

"Sshhh. A little pain is just a part of the process." He pulls roughly upon the student's nipple and bites on her neck. Neither action is meant to cause serious injury, just give the woman a jolt. His hands and mouth then return to licking and caressing the luscious body that the grey monster lusts for.

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“Oh please, stop.” The student begs as his tongue brushes across her breasts. “I haven’t done anything wrong. I don’t deserve this.” She shrinks back as the man’s lips close around her nipple. His kisses spread a wave of heat across her chilled skin, leaving little patches of heat behind as he moves on across her chest. She can’t help but feel a response at his gentle touch. Shame and degradation run through her as she feels her body softening.

“Ahhhh! she gasps as a sudden tug on her nipple sends a shard of light pain through her. “NO!” She bucks, arching her back and swinging her arms against his shoulders. She sobs aloud as he begins to roughly paw at her nipple. Stinging bites run up and down her neck. Nothing that is unbearable, everything meant to show her how helpless she is in his grasp.

“Who are you?” she asks in desperation. “What are you? Why are you doing this to me?” She twists and turns, trying to get away from his lips and teeth but whatever force is holding her prevents her from moving far. The force prevents her from doing much more than brush her body against his as she tries to escape.

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Sin hum's deeply from his chest as he feels Revekka's shapely body brushing up against his own as she struggles beneath him. His hands return to their gently caress of the woman's breasts. His mouth inflicts only heated kisses and hungry licks for her soft skin. His entire body leans lower to press further against the resistant student. One of Sin's hands reluctantly abandon's the brunette's bosom and slides down her left side. His touch admires the sensual contours of Revekka's body as his fingers and palm trail their way to her hip. His fingers continue to feel their way towards her shapely rear. He gives the woman's firm bottom a squeeze before he reaches even lower to take a firm hold over the back of her upper leg. He again applies force to pry apart her legs. He pulls upon her upper left leg, which would find that it can pass through Sin's legs in order to open and allow access to most sensetive places for the lewd specter.

"Your body called to me, dear. It aches for pleasure. Deny it all you want. I know it's there. There's nothing you can do to stop me from showing it to you." His hand pulls hard upon Revekka's leg. He must have more of her.

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