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Link was being a great host. The kegs were full, his supply was selling fast and he was all relaxed after a smoke of his own drug of preference. The house was great, especially up in the hills away from nosy neighbors who would call about noise control. His place was out of the way but it was the best for parties. As host he was going around and mingling with the guest. Most were customers but there was quite a few of the high school students at the party since he threw the best but more so small town. He should keep a better eye on who was an coming to these things but hey he was a bit high too and besides most he found weren't normal people either.

The ringing of the door bell brought Lincoln out of his thoughts and he headed to the door to invite whoever it was in. That was the thing about his parties, he had to make sure he knew everyone that came in his place. Though, it never seemed to be important but he was the business man here. Link though was dress in a pair of holy jeans, combat boots and a loose tank top. His eye showed he was partying and there was a half emptied beer bottle in his hand. "Welcome," he shouted above the music as he opened the door to the new party goers. Friendly and polite as all could get out for someone who dealt on the side from his parties.

Vi was glad to finally come out and play again, stuffing Violet into the recesses of her own mind. She parked her car on the street, already lined with guests, and popped open the mirror to check her makeup. Violet always had such a plain face, but when Vi got to use it - even if she wan't a succubus boys would have stared.

She puckered her lips as she finished applying another coat of her deep red lipstick. She was happy with herself from now and hopped out of the car, locking it behind her and stuffing the keys into her purse.

She tousled her hair and pranced toward the door, pulling down the skirt of her outfit to keep it from rising too much - no reason to make everyone stare just yet.

Vi headed towards the door to the house. She spotted the host and gave him a coy smile. "Well thank you." She cooed as she approached the threshold.

Link was a bit taken back by the stunner that just walked into his home. He had had a fair share of ladies come to his parties but something was different about this one. He couldn't place just what but he needed to know more. "My pleasure," he smiled as he closed the door behind her and then decided to escort her around his lovely home. "Can I get you anything to drink?" Link was being his host self though which usually ended with sex and a morning of regret but hay you only live once right?

"Also I can give you the grand tour if you like?" he smirked as he placed a hand on her lower back. He, of course, would of preferred it to blower but he knew that would earn him a slap. It wasn't his first rodeo, you had to easy yourself into the ring. Lincoln was the man of the night as it proved because as he lead this mystery girl around everyone seemed to know him. One way or another. It was always something like "great party link" or "yo link", he was popular but it wasn't new to him. People like to have fun and so he decided to profit over it.

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Vi usually didn't have to scout long to find a boy toy, but thankfully tonight - one decided to fall right into her lap. She smirked and gave a nod. "Can you make a screwdriver?" She asked him, feeling the familiar rush of excitement as he placed his hand on her back.

She let herself be guided to the kitchen, providing smiles and coy giggles to anyone who looked her way. She didn't know why Violet didn't want to get out more, she'd have way more fun. And people might actually know who she was for once.

Not that any of that mattered now - Vi was in control, and tonight she was going to enjoy her freedom. At this thought Vi turned her pale eyes to meet Link's and offered him another grin. "A tour sounds great." She replied before leaning in to whisper into his ear, "especially if it ends in the bedroom."

Link had finally lead her to the bar in his lovely abode. He smirked and gave a quick nod. "Screwdriver it is," he said as he grabbed bottles here and their. He was also making himself something stronger as the effects of the wolfsbane was starting to die down. So, Lincoln will definitely end up in his room sometime soon for the sake of his high wearing off. A party wasn't fun if he wasn't high. Besides Link didn't need or want to 'wolf out' as he called it. It wasn't fun nor was it safe since their were humans at the party.

"Here you go," he said as he held her drink and his own. He handed it over and smirked. Link was up for a one night stand, it wasn't like he didn't have one everytime he threw a party. "This way then," he motioned as he wrapped an arm around her waist. She had seen the foyer and living room from his way to the bar to make her drink. The kitchen could be seen for the most part from its entryway. The house was open and big so it was most just him leading her to doorways. "Or we could just skip the tour," he slid the option in there because if they got to his room they probably get high before anything else. Especially since Lincoln's high was dying.

Vi smirked and leaned up against the side of the door frame to one of the many rooms in the house. She tapped a perfectly manicured nail against her chin, pretending to be deep in thought.

"Hmmm..." she hummed out melodically before standing up straight and wrapping her arms around Link's neck, sending one hand to comb the back of his hair. She loved how easy this one was, and bow she wanted to push her luck.

"Lets not take ourselves away from the fun just yet... we might find someone to join us." She said in her sickly sweet way, and pouting just slightly in case her words weren't enough to convince him.

Sexuality wasn't really that big of a thing for Vi. If she wanted someone, she wanted them - as for boy or girl, who cared? And right now she was open to anything.

Of course she wanted another to join the little party but Link particularly didn't. He knew most all the people at the party and many knew what he was notorious for so unless she wanted a junkie than not many would be willing to have fun with him. Link was a drug dealer and had money but he always ended up in bed with someone and they tended to get roughed up. It's not like he means for it. It's been years but Lincoln still has no control over his animalistic side. People tend to get hurt especially when he wasn't high as a kite on wolfsbane.

"Join you? Of course but..." Link let god voice fade. He was lonely for once now that he was sober. It's another reason why his father allowed him to stay. Shit on white rice was waiting for him back in California. His father barely got him from going to jail for Nat's death. "Why don't you enjoy the bash though," he said as his name was called from the backyard. They wanted Link to keep his title as keg master and Link could only please them. Although, he would of loved to have time with this beauty he was the host and has duties to do for this party.

Vi pouted for a second longer, tossing her curly locks over her shoulder. "Well, I wont keep you from your hosting." She said stepping away and slowly backing into the filled room. "I want you to find me when you're free though, then I can be all yours." She giggled and blew him a kiss, then tightly turned around to find another prey.

Lincoln was, of course, bothered by what this girl was doing but he had come to terms with everything as soon as he stepped outside. There were cheers and chants of his name and this is what made him forget for a moment that he was sober and all hot and bothered. This is why he threw the parties because it made him feel like a king. He was able to rule everything and his word was law here. So what did Link do? He smiled threw his hands in the air before going to the keg. It had been awhile since he had done a handstand but he got himself up and his pals held him to make sure he didn't fall.

Vi had been having a blast by herself. She made a few rounds of the house, flirting and dancing with various people. She had got another offer of going up to a room, but she brushed him off - in hopes that Link would find her soon.

She found another person to make her a drink, and as Vi downed it, she could practically feel Violet wining. But Vi figured that if she got more plastered, Violet would be literally drowned out.

Now freshly buzzed Vi headed back to the heat of the action, jumping and twirling about.

Link was finally buzzed by the time he returned back inside, which was after a whole keg and 20 shots were loaded into his stomach. He never usually got drunk but then again he was usually high, but at least he was feeling good. For a bit. After all, his constitution was pretty high and he had to consume at to get drunk and more to stay drunk. The house was at peak party mode when he came back in and he just went along with the ride. Some girls had come up to him and were grinding on him as he danced. It wasn't surprising as all they wanted was to get to his stash of hidden lovelies but that was his little secret.

Besides a dealer knew his ways to hide his shit, especially when police decide to nose into business that isn't theirs. The past four years have been a roller coaster for Lincoln because of the death of his friend, the turn, and then his run with the cops. He had enough that got him to be who he is and so Link took what he got and not much more. Its why he let the girl go from earlier. Don't push your bounds he told himself.

At the change of the song, a boy Vi had seen nearby had yanked her close to him. Hand still pretty firmly wrapped around her wrist he leaned in and whispered that he found her beautiful - but then followed it up with the grotesque things he wanted to do to her.

Vi frowned and tried to wiggle away, scowling all the while. When she was afraid, that's when Violet had the most control. Vi felt herself start to become emotional and queasy. The boy pulled Vi into him, practically smashing their bodies together.

"Stop!" She yelped out, freeing her wrist. She stumbled backward and bumped into a girl who quickly shoved her off. Vi shook her head and felt herself slip back into the recesses - Violet was back.

Her breathing went ragged, where was she? She looked down at herself, and then around at the masses of people. Violet just barely kept tears from falling from her eyes as she realized she had lost control again.

She felt heavy hands on her shoulders again, then felt them begin to travel down her body. Her squeak of fear was lost in the song and Violet didn't know what to do.

Link may have been drunk and having a fun time but that didn't mean he didn't take care of his responsibilities as the host of this party so when he heard a distant stop in his ears, he sobered up enough. He didn't like cops involved with his business and so he learned quickly that he had to be the officer type in a situation. He had rules, rules most all the guest knew and recited to their friends when they invited a bunch. So being a man, Link left the babe he was with to stop any situation that arose. When he heard nothing he turned to the thing he hated most. Considering he hadn't gotten high earlier he could easily use his superior sense from his wolf nature.

Something he tried not to do often, if at all. He was still for a second before snapping into place with his irises seemingly gone and fangs coming out as well as claws. Nothing too noticeable but enough for him to hate himself. So when he heard the softest squeak he bolted. It was the girl from earlier that he had planned on hooking up with and his most troublesome party goer. Every time he had to give this guy the boot from his house. So Lincoln charged and tackled the son of a bitch.

Violet saw another man running at her and closed her eyes. But then the weighty boy on that clutched her was thrown off of her and she lept to the side.

She saw the boys on the ground now and slowly backed to the side, unable to tear her eyes away. She hated when she lost control and ended up in situations like this, it was rather traumatic.

She covered her overly exposed body as best she could and leaned against the wall, trying to see if she could piece together what happened.

Fist was thrown, of course, and Link ended up with a busted lip and a blackened eye by the end of it. "Get out," he screamed as he picked the other guy up and was dragging him to the door. Break the rules and you get tossed out like last weeks lunch. It was the best way for Link to have everything in his life stay smooth and have not bumps or halts. After the guy was thrown out he immediately grabbed the beauty from earlier by the hand and dragged her to his room. It wasn't because he wanted a quickie but he needed to smoke but also wanted to check on this girl. He didn't need anything coming back on him.

"Sit," he growled as he shut and locked the door behind him. Once that was done he went inside his walk-in closet and pulled out his stash box. Inside was what looked like a wrapped up joint but in reality, it was wolfsbane. He had tried his best to make sure no one saw his face or hands but you never know. He immediately lights up his blunt and started smoking it. After a couple his he had calmed and was sitting on the floor of his closet with a joint in his hand. What a picture.

Violet was terrified as she was blindly led into a room. Who was this guy? Was he going to ... hurt her? She obeyed and sat down on his bed, staring only at the floor - arms still crossed over her pretty exposed chest.

She peered into the closet nervously, seeing the boy sitting and smoking. Why did he want her in here? What would he do if she just left.

He seemed to be calm enough ... maybe he wouldn't mind. And he did fight that dude off of her - so maybe he wasn't bad. She cleared her throat before letting out in a small, timid, voice "um ... wh-who are you?"

Link had sighed out in relief as he felt himself regain control over the beast. His arms laid on his knees and his hands dangled over, one still held the joint he was smoking. The girls voice registered and he leaned his head back with closed eyes. "Asks the unnamed girl whose sitting on my bed," he said sarcastically. He had calmed enough that he was in control but he was on edge. He wasn't going to do anything to her unless asked to besides making sure she was okay. After a minute of silence Link got up and had the joint hanging from his mouth. He walked over to her and start looking for evidence of injury. "Lincoln," he muttered around the blunt in his mouth.

Violet nodded and wrung her hands in her lap. "I'm .. um - Violet." She peered over at him curiously, though still a little nervous. She didn't know how to ask how she was when she came in, if she went full Vi...

She shivered. She hated loosing control, waking up in random places, it was rather frightening.

Link wasn't satisfied when he could tell if there was bruises forming or just shadows playing trick so he was straight forward. He grabbed her chin, gently and turned her head side to side and moved her hair to see. He then moved to check her arms and what could be seen of her legs. In the middle of his check he took another drag but was quick about it. "You look alright," he stated. "How do you feel?" Link was only being thorough for the fact that he didn't want cops involved or he had to spend another night in jail as they searched his place. And more money his father had to pay to bail him out, again.

Violet bit the insides of her cheeks. This boy didnt really seem to have a personal bubble. When he leaned back and spoke again Violet edged away.

"I um... feel?" She wasnt quite expecting that question. "Im just a bit confused. How... um, how long have i been here?"

"I don't fucking know," Link couldn't remember. He had been too drunk to look at the clock when she first arrived to bother. "Besides that wasn't the question. I was asking how you were physically," he said as he walked away from her and went over to his bedside. Hopefully he had his emergency kit in there. It was a kit he put together for himself when he partied a little too hard. This chick had been all ready to jump his bones but now she was like this scared little kid. It wasn't Lincoln's first rodeo with these types of kids. They all thought they could handle it but couldn't in the end.

"Oh, well physically I guess im fine. That guy was a creep... thank you for getting him off of me." She said looking at him briefly before standing up.
"Ok.. well - I think I'm just gonna go.." Violet said slowly inching towards the door.

"Sit down," Link said as he found his emergency it. It had everything one needed to sober up. He hadn't been looking towards her but he heard her heels move across his floor and move slowly towards his door. "You need to sober up and I don't need you going to the hospital or cops over this." That was his worry, at least for the main part. This girl would go home, to family and they would question a drunk child who would give what they wanted when pushed. Then cops would come and question him and Lincoln knew they would search his place. Not because of a fight but because Link's known to sell drugs and let underage kids drink at his parties. They just want a reason to but him in jail for a night.

Violet had never liked drinking, it always made her feel icky - and she especially didn't like being drunk. Vi on the other hand, apparently really did. Most of the times Violet would come to again, she would be hungover or still drunk from Vi's excursions.

This boy still intimidated her, and he was right she couldn't drive right now. So Violet went back to the bed and sat down. She frowned slightly, arms growing tired of covering herself up. "Can I .. borrow a shirt or something? This dress is...." She didn't even know how to finish the sentence. Vi picked it out, and wore it - not Violet. But ... they were still basically one in the same. How would she explain to him that she had an alternate personality that like to ruin her peaceful life?

Link rummaged through the kit looking to see if he had any aspirin left. You'd never guess how many kids he'd have to sober up every time he has a party as well as the times he has to sober himself up because of cops or people coming to look for their partner because they get wasted or disappear for the night with someone else. Lincoln had learned to talk his way out of a lot of situations by now and he just shrugged at them now. This was his life as a businessman. Eventually, he did find what he was looking for and disappeared into his bathroom for a cup of water. Violet had asked for something to cover up with when he had come out of the bathroom. And unfortunately, Link had got his maid to quit the day before and he hadn't done his own laundry. "The only thing I have spick and span is what I have on."

Violet shrugged, "That's fine - I'm not picky. I just need to get out of ... this." She said with a small gesture to her embarrassing and revealing outfit. "So, anything with sleeves will do." She said with a small uneasy giggle. Luke didn't seem that bad, just wanted to take care of his stuff. She she'd take his Aspirin, do her best to sober up quickly, then get out of his life forever.

Link shrugged at her response as he handed her the water and aspirin before he was quick to strip himself of his shirt and toss it beside her. He hadn't been joking when he had nothing else truly washed. Tomorrow would be his first time cleaning the house on his own plus doing his laundry. It's not like he didn't know how to do this stuff, just that he didn't have to because of having money. After stripping his top he walked over to his bedside again, his blunt from before was snubbed out and laying there. So he grabbed it and light it once again. It didn't smell like weed because it wasn't if Violet paid attention and knew her party drugs.

Violet kept a frown from her face. She knew if Vi was here she would have jumped this guys bones immediately. But to her normal shy self, he didn't really seem her type.

She took it gratefully though, and slipped it on over herself. "Thank you, Link."

"No, don't thank me." Link was not here for thanks nor was he doing this to help this girl. He was doing this to keep himself from invaded by cops and to keep his business going. No, Lincoln Blevins was not helping Violet because she peaked his interest earlier and he would of smashed but because he didn't want his father down his throat again. Besides he didn't want the man bribing the cops again because he would never hear the end of it. "I'm saving my own ass here," he said after taking a long drag of his wolfsbane joint. This was why he had rules, rules that were to protect him from trouble.

"Well, you saved mine earlier - so thank you." She said, still insistant on being polite. She rose to her feet once more. "If its all the same to you, I'm going to call an Uber and ... get out of here." Violet claimed turning from Link to open the door again.

Link rolled his eyes. He didn't save her, just stopped himself from getting in trouble. "Good luck with that, my address is blocked on their list." It was true that his address was blacklisted from a fight he stopped in his home that happened to get carried on in an uber he called for them. The driver got injured and Lincoln paid the bill. He didn't stop her this time but instead sat on his bed trying to get his high on. It wasn't a fun party if he was sober nor on edge from the incident earlier. God, he hated his wolf. It ruined his life besides he had to figure out the whole wolf thing on his own to.

Violet sighed, what was this guys deal? "Then I'll just figure something out." She said keeping herself from rolling her eyes as she opened the door. Why did Vi do this to her? Does she just enjoy torturing me? Deep inside her Violet felt a giggle that sent a shiver through her.

You need to lighten up, girl she felt that dark part of her say. Violet frowned and shook it away, pushing through the rowdy crowd of people and out into the night.

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