Kiss Me Undead {Eve}

[Eri]

She seemed to be thinking about something even as it seemed she was watching others without really looking. I noted a little commotion but it wasn't a big deal. Why should I concern myself with mortals anyways? They were vermin, my fodder. They were nothing but a bug to be squashed under my heel. A sneer of disdain at the human race flashed over my face even as I heard her speak, basically giving up. I smiled slightly, though it was rather sad, an honest truth too. "If you can remember the entire phrase I'll give you the translation alright?" I said simply. At least it was an offer. And I wasn't one to go back on my word, nor did I lie. Such deceit was below me. Just had to becareful for even as I told the truth I withheld parts as well.
I chuckled softly even as she came up with a retort to my question. I lifted my head slightly before pressing my nose to her ear and nuzzling lightly, breathing in rather deeply to catch her scent, and file it away within my mind. "Of course you are, means I'm doing something right no?" I murmured with a small laugh. Of course I was doing something right. When did I really do things wrong? Wait, actually, don't answer that. I know there's plenty that I've done wrong, I just don't care to acknowledge it. I mean seriously. I am pretty much a god in a vampire's body. Damn, arrogance much? Riiiight, we've already had this conversation before, many times over. In the end I was an egotistical, arrogant, prideful, boastful, honest, sadistic, vengeful little son of a bitch that wasn't scared of a damn thing. I smirked slightly at my thoughts. Hey, at least I could admit everything that was right with me. I wasn't some namby-pamby, wishy-washy, cowardly little shit that ran at my own shadow. I had been once, but that me was dead, just as Asami was dead. Amazing what the loss of a lover can do someone no?
Her kisses where rekindling the fire that had slowly been dieing out but never would. The day it died would be the day that I left this world after all. My nips where growing harder, more insistant and I was cursing the decision to come here rather than head straight back to one of our homes. Of course I didn't regret the fact that I got to flaunt her a bit. She was something others could only dream of having while she was all but mine. That thought made me smirk in pleasure even as I felt her burying herself in my neck. Now normally I would have been offended by the actions, but she knew by now that if she tried anything funny she'd be dead before she could say 'sorry'. I did laugh outright when she kicked a couple girls in our way. Stupid skanks should know better by now. They did round on us like they were expecting a fight but when they saw us it seemed all the fight left their bodies. I sniffed in disdainment. Pathetic whores.
The cold air was quite heavenly after how hot and packed the club really had been. I hadn't even realized it until we were outside and I sighed happily. As much as I loved to cause chaos within the club I don't think anything would ever take away the sheer happiness I felt when I was under the sky with less people around me. I chuckled at her comment about pit-stops. "But mio tesoro, those pit-stops wouldn't stay pit-stops for long and we'd never get there." I said, shaking my head in true sadness. For some reason I rather wanted to show her my place. Of course it was grand, just as I was. Just, lonely since only I lived there, well, and my servants, but they were measely humans I basically kept as slaves. Food, cleaning, entertainment, they did it all. And no by entertainment I didn't mean sex, I meant they would put on plays or something of the like. They were pathetic humans after all and these weren't exactly even top-notch though I would admit I had picked many of the women based on their looks and how easily I could string them along. Of course they were normally only good for feeding and maybe cleaning. How did I manage to keep them loyal? Humans were stupid beings, empty words for some, money for others, and fear for the rest. My slaves knew better than to disobey me after all.
I smiled slightly. "Young it may be, but that also gives us more time to actually pleasure ourselves without the fear of the sun no?" I asked with a rather pleasant smile. "And as much as I would love to not put anything off, my bones ache for a bed tonight." I mumured quietly. Not quite true, but I rather did long to bed her properly compared to in the earth. Actually, according to some that would have been truly proper compared to being in some artificial artifice built by human hands. I was tempted to walk into an alley and continue our games but my will was like iron. Plus my bed needed to be truly broken in. She spoke again, and effectively cut me off with kisses which I returned, pulling her closer to me, which I really didn't think it was possible but it felt good to be able to tighten my grip on her. It's the thought that counts right? Oh wait, that was for gifts. Oh well, same basic idea. She was playing with my spine again and my eyes rolled back into my skull and once again I was sorely tempted to take her right here and now but I was mildly distracted when ask how long of a walk it was going to be. I strode off, moving rather quickly and had taken a few steps by the time I answered. "Up to four hours just walking, running it would be about an hour and a half, and you needn't worry about me wearing myself out. I have some servants that would be willing to part with some blood, plus I've already drank too much, if you hadn't noticed." I said with a soft smirk. Already I was regretting wearing tight pants, but I would only hope that walking, and possibly running would ease it a little, but I doubted it since my pants would be rubbing causing friction. Damn it all to hell! Why had I taken that last girl? Oh right, I hadn't been quite satisified. Oh well, live and learn right? I suppose so.[/size]

(blech v.v.....)

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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I had given up in our translation battle, choosing to instead rest silently against his broad chest, thinking silent thoughts that purred to my mind and stroked out dark thoughts. I noted his small smile, noticing he seemed to realize I had accepted defeat, and I sighed if not a little sorrowfully. Really, I wanted to know what he had said, and I was upset that I couldn't remember the exact phrase, let alone the fact that it didn't sound anything like whatever he had said. The French always came easily enough, but I had a feeling it might have been the Italian that he had thrown in there that threw the phrase off. If you can remember the entire phrase I'll give you the translation alright? My gaze lifted to his, noting the simple tone of voice he had used with me. I sighed again, I was quite certain I had gotten it correct. I'll think on it, don't you worry, it'll come back to me. I barked a short laugh, allowing my mood to lighten again. Why was I so glum over such a silly thing? I had no idea, but whatever it was, I had also agreed to it, and I had no idea what I had agreed upon. I mean, it sounded pretty, it sounded like something I'd probably like, and I didn't want to be a mood killer. Besides, it's not like he had told me he love me or something. A small snicker made its way past my lips, a little more audible than I had realized.
A light chuckle came from him, and his head lowered towards my own. For a moment, I thought he'd move in for a kiss, yet he continued past my lips, instead pressing his face into the crook of my neck. I tingled as he did so, feeling his breath inhale and suck the warmth away from me. Of course you are, means I'm doing something right no? He murmured, and I giggled lightly, noting his small laugh that chimed in with me. Thus far, I snickered teasingly, resting against his chest, allowing one hand t rest over his shoulder, my other on his chest as I drew mindless, innocent patterns, staring into the blackness of his clothing with a bright gaze. I felt so, innocent, being carried by him harmlessly as we made our way to his home, where I would easily become, well, easy, again. For now though, I allowed the short lived childlike innocence, before moving to kiss him, noting as he grew more insistant with his kisses. His fangs grazed over my lips in light nips, and I inhaled sharply, fighting off the moans that lurked in my throat, others being born now within myself. It seemed to be realized where our little fest was heading, and pulling away was easy enough. I grinned as he laughed, noting the girls that glared as my heel landed into their backs or shoulder, with enough force to send them flying, just a little. Now, if I were really out to get them, I supposed I would have driven my heel through their spine, or inbetween their ribs, yet I refrained, for now.
I could easily read the release he felt as we emerged into the darkness of the night, the stars twinkling overhead. The cool air breezed past us so quickly, I shivered, and pressed closer to him. But mio tesoro, those pit-stops wouldn't stay pit-stops for long and we'd never get there. He shook his head, nothing short of mournful, and I frowned lightly. I think we would I trailed off with a small giggle. Couldn't kill optomism, yet I really didnt want to go again in the forest. Once had been quite enough, and had he not been as wonderful as he was, perhaps the pain of the rocks and sticks as they dug into me would have been enough for me to have shoved him off and disappeared. Or at least, changed up positions. Luckily for both of us, there had been a thick layer of leaves, the only thing that served as padding, but it still wouldn't compare to the comfort of a bed. Hopefully, a rather large one. Inside I snickered, before turning my attention to another fact. Mio tesoro? What does that mean exactly? I breathed, moving my gaze to meet his, my brow furrowing a small bit as I kept my mind innocent, for now. At any moment, I knew the rebellious, dare devilous, naughty side would return, but the longer I kept it off, the better, for both of us. He smiled lightly, before rebuttling my remark Young it may be, but that also gives us more time to actually pleasure ourselves without the fear of the sun no? I glanced at him, before allowing a small giggle. For me. You on the other hand. I lightly pressed the pad of my finger to the tip of his nose, You seem to have no fear of such a thing. Lucky you. I had almost grumbled, but kept my tone light enough that maybe he wouldn't have picked up on it.
In truth, yes, I was indeed a bit envious of his 'special power' or whatever you wanted to call it. For so long, I had yearned for the touch of the suns rays, but I knew deep within that the moment the rays dare reflect off of my skin and fill me with the warmth I had once felt so long ago, I would go up into flame and be no more. The thought was rather depressing, and now all I could recall was the faint memories of the warmth that had flooded into me as a young girl. I sighed, pressing to him and hiding my face into his chest, one hand curling into his shirt as I gripped it tightly, before releasing, and sliding my hand over the spot. My gaze slowly lifted as my hand lowered, and I moved swiftly, kissing below his chin lightly, before returning to his chest, staring out at the dark world that had swallowed us with a keen blue gaze. In truth, I knew it wasn't his fault, but I felt the envy and desire grow. There was nothing he could do, nor I, he had just been a rare lucky fellow in the end, and I let it go from my mind. And as much as I would love to not put anything off, my bones ache for a bed tonight. he murmured quietly, and a gentle smile played at my lips. That sounds, divine I purred in a quiet tone. How could I deny such a thing? I had been living in the wild for over a year, suffering on the ground. Maybe, if I had gotten lucky, I could find an easy cot to fall asleep in, yet back in my homeland, they were never truely comfortable. The matress was thin, old, and springs stuck out everywhere. The pillow was flat, and usually ridden with bugs of some sort. Revolting, usually I had picked the ground over the small "bed".
I moved in to kiss him longingly, feeling my rather naughty mood return, occupying his lips with my own, since neither of us seemed to really have anything else to truley say. He returned them effortlessly, and I felt his grip tighten as I was forced against him. Usually I would have protested, but I didn't mind him pulling me pratically inside of him. In fact, I rather enjoyed it, and continued onward, moving around a little, but otherwise still. Part of me wanted to strattle him, wrap my legs around him and hold his face in my hands as we continued on. Yet, I knew better, I would be forced to shift back, and, I enjoyed his grip on me thus far. It had been so long since I had felt a man hold me so close, and I wasn't about to disrupt that. Mournfully I had moved away, noting as his pace picked up, before he glanced at me again to answer my question. Up to four hours just walking, running it would be about an hour and a half, and you needn't worry about me wearing myself out. I have some servants that would be willing to part with some blood, plus I've already drank too much, if you hadn't noticed He shot me a soft smirk, and I allowed a sly one to spread across my face. How exactly did I tell him my need, and tell him that I didn't want to be jerked around, all in the same time? I sighed, and rested my face in the crook of his neck. I inhaled deeply, taking in his scent, memorizing it. If I never saw him again, I wanted to at least remember that smell. It could be a life saver one day, who knew? If I could pick up on one clans leader, I could pick up on the clan. Leave it to me to think about business matters when I was in the arms of a man whom, at the moment, I wouldn't mind confessing my deeper feelings for. Damn, desperate or what? Must have been, maybe a little tired? Doubtful, but that card was always easy to play upon an unsuspecting soul.
Four hours? I breathed, a small hiss at the end of the "s". That's so terribly long! I had thought an hour, maybe two at the most. Where on this earth are you located? My gaze had grown wide with my shock and curiosity. Never before had I met someone with a home so far away. Even my own, would only have been two hours tops away from the rest of the world. But four?! Such a thing was unheard of. I sighed, nestling against him again as my hand drew mindless patters into his broad chest. And, sevants? I breathed the idea, what kind of life did he exactly live? My mind ran wild, imagining a shining palace of a home, filled with marble and gold, tall dark pillars. I was trying to decide, a large white or large black one? Gothic, romanesque, or a little more modern, but still regal? Like, one of the homes from the 1920's, with massive large pillars, long streaming windows, stacked double, occasionally triple, on each other, with massive crystal chandeliers. Huge marble steps, with wide spread arms and long copper handrails would guide us up, a large window at the top, extending an open view to an expansive, lush lawn. Another smaller flight of stairs would welcome us, the floors would be of detailed blue and black marble, with gold intricate designs flittering through it, white specs interrupting the stone. I sighed dreamily, although I could picture his home, I coudn't quite picture his bedroom. I frowned lighty. I think, I would go insane if I had servants. Humans make to many mistakes for my liking. I giggled, imagining the carnage that would take place inside of my mansion. Not his, but if I in fact, had my own.
I found it peculiar, that I so longed and dreamed for a rather rich home, one much like Cethins had been. My back went a little rigid, before pressing against Karasu again. When I had come here, I didn't want such a large home, something small, for myself only. Why? It pained me to much, to look upon large houses, and compare them to my old home. I had run away from that life, I had even moved to a new country to get away from it all, the people, the vampires, the homes, the life I once lead, and the life I lead now. I sighed lightly, settling against him, pushing the horrific memories away as I inhaled his scent. My curiosity was growing more as I pushed away my past, allowing room for him to become a tumor within my mind, swelling and taking over everything. What's it like? Your home. I'm ever so curious. I whispered, moving my gaze up to meet his, kissing at his chin lightly. If I had been taller, I would have made it to his lips, perhaps he would pick up on what I wanted, maybe not. Either way, I hoped he would comply, eventually I knew he would.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
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[Eri]

She was rather silent in my arms, and I was mildly worried that I'd done something wrong. When that realization hit me I was mildly worried about myself. Why should I give a flying fuck about her? She was just existing for my pleasure, at least for some time. After that spell she would be dead to me really. If I met her again? That was an entriguing idea actualy. Would we become enemies? Or would we resume our antics. She wouldn't be able to forget me. I would make damn sure of it. Hell, I'd probably already made a lasting impression. I smiled slightly. "I'm sure you got a majority of what I said, but little words can change the entire meaning of a sentence and I'm afraid something is missing which messes me up." I said, telling the truth for the most part. Hey, I had a right to withhold certain details. Especially since I couldn't believe I had told her that I felt like I was falling for her. I was pathetic.
I smirked when she told me that I was being a good boy so far. "Then shall we hope I continue my good behavoir?" I murmured, working my way from her neck towards her jawline before traveling back towards her collarbone, alternating before gentle kisses and rather firm nips, that on a lesser girl might be considered bites. Good thing she wasn't a lesser being. I don't think I could handle it if she was a wuss and freaked out, especially when she really hadn't seen what I was capable of. I smirked broadly against her skin before pulling away. Oh she was doomed once I got her into my bed. Damn, I was rather pathetic. "And you're being a bad girl." I said with a devilish grin. She was holding something back, don't ask me how I knew, or what it was, but I just knew it. Ah well, it might be for our own good though, I didn't need to be distracted from trying to get us home. As much as I hated to admit it, I actually would welcome drifting to sleep on my bed.
I chuckled slightly at her idea that we would get to my place at some point. "A week from now?" My tone was soft, and dripping in sarcasm at the same time. Of course it wouldn't take that long but it would take long enough. Too long for my liking. And as much as I hated to admit, there were times when I actually felt my age. Things in this day and age made me realize that I'd been around before even the very first prototypes where around. Hows that for a kick in the teeth? I was old, ancient, all the history I'd seen, even witnessed. I was a walking something, I didn't know. History book? Probably.
She seemed to be curious about everything I said anymore, asking me what mio tesoro meant. I paused, thinking for a moment, what did it mean? It had always been something I'd called Asami. I smiled slightly, looking down at her, wondering how she'd take the truth. "My treasure, it really supposed to be il mio tesoro but that's a little too wordy for my liking." I said, actually being completely honest. She giggled at my comment about the night before she commented on my immunity to the sun. Her words though, they tugged at my heart for some reason. "I can change that you know, but it's not something I hand out quite so easily." I said, my tone almost deathly serious. I could, it would just involve letting her drink a good amount of my blood, and for some time. Not something I would consider sharing with someone that seemed only interested in getting me into bed as often as she could. Then what had prompted my remark? I didn't know and I didn't want to either.
I knew something was bothering then. I didn't know how, and it bugged me. Why did I feel so connected to her? Simply not because she knew how to please me in a variety of ways and could keep me entertained. That was no reason for me to be able to pick up on any subtle ques, especially to how her mind was working. Fuck! Fuck her, actually, I wouldn't mind that. Well, at least that brain of mine was working. Pity. I was pulled out of my tangent thoughts by her agreeing that she wanted a bed. I don't think she realized how much that pleased me. As much as I liked, nay loved, being under the stars and making love. Making love? What the hell! She wasn't my lover! I withheld a growl directed at myself. What the hell was I thinking? Riiiiight, I wasn't thinking.
The thought that she was withholding something from me stabbed my mind again. I suppose it didn't matter, if it was important I figured she'd have enough intelligence to actually voice it. If anything I could make almost anything in this world happen. I was just that good and I knew how the world went and how to influence it to get what I wanted. She seemed shocked at the time it'd take to get to my place. "Yes ducky, four hours, walking. And I live away from the other clans and even within my own lands I'm rather secluded. I don't enjoy entertaining others at times." I said with a shrug. Who would have guessed I was a loner? I hadn't always been one, but the problem was that after Asami I had literally lost my entire will to live before the idea of revenge sparked something in me.
I chuckled slightly when she seemed puzzled about the fact that I had servants. "Of course I do, I can't keep up with the upkeep of my place alone." I said with a shrug. Ok, so my place was likely extravagent, but I was used to such luxury. She seemed to be thinking and I found myself wondering what exactly she was thinking about. I smirked slightly when she mentioned not liking the idea of servants. "These particular ones have been serving me for generations, they know to stay out of my way unless I summon someone and they keep the place tidy. Pretty nice setup actually." I said with a smirk. Of course they also feared me since I was like a god to them. I dealt life and death just as mercilessly as I did in the streets in my own home.
I chuckled again when she asked about my home. "Massive, with plenty of land with orchards, and the like surrounding it. Three stories with a wonderful basement that's fully furnished. It's rather old though, a few centuries I'd say." I said simply. Actually, it'd been some time since I'd been there. I'd been roaming, sowing the seeds of chaos, gathering information, plotting my next move. You know, all those devious things that would put her on her gaurd and make her want to be out of my arms for when it came down to it I was a rival clan leader. I forced myself out of my reverie. Such wonderful thoughts, especially since I was trying to figure out how I was feeling about it. In the meantime, she was kissing my jaw again, and I wondered if she just had a fettish for them. I wanted something a little more, and a little different. I ducked my head slightly, bringing ours lips together, letting my passion heat the kisses up even as my tongue darted out, proding a bit and tasting though it wasn't quite enough but I suppose it'd work for now. I really hoped she wouldn't bite my tongue, then again, it might be mildly interesting because I would bite back, no not the rather gentle love nips she'd been getting, I meant actual biting, though my goal wouldn't be to taste her blood, but it would be a plus in the end. My walking had once again slowed to a halt and I was aware of the fact that my pants where rather unbearably tight. Damn instincts, and my lack of skill at multi-tasking. Damn it all to heaven![/size]

((Someone was listening to Aki v__v'''))

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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I had gone silent in his arms as we braced the cool night together. I supposed I had to much on my mind to really talk, plus, generally I was silent unless I was enjoying myself. Not that I wasn't now, but who wanted to spoil the ever so slightly romantic moment we shared? I glanced up at the stars, smiling slightly, before hearing his voice again. I'm sure you got a majority of what I said, but little words can change the entire meaning of a sentence and I'm afraid something is missing which messes me up. I frowned lightly, returning my gaze to the ground, staring at it as it slid beneath us swiftly. That's so strange I remarked, whisper quiet. I had no idea if Karasu had heard me or not, but my thoughts travelled elsewhere. He had always said.... I trailed off, before the realization that I had brought Cethin into our conversation hit me like a ton of bricks. I winced, closing my eyes as I went dead silent again. Guilt gnawed at my gut and heart, it wrenched my mind and rung my soul like one would do to a soaked towel. My mouth ran dry as I tried to push the thoughts away, to no avail. Why did I feel so guilty? I had a strong sense of why. My vow, the one I had made to myself and him. For as long as I lived, I wouldn't be with another male. I wouldn't dare sleep with, or even accompany, another male, be it vampire, were, or human. Hell, even those angelic imbociles, I wouldn't have dared. Yet, Karasu had come so easily to me, and he breezed past my harsh exterior and ate his way into me. I depised him for it, and the threat of release bothered me ever so deeply. I would loose my purpose. My whole life existed on one bitter, angry vow I had made to a man who was now but a pile of dust. Sad, to this day I still belonged to him. I belonged to a pile of ash. Pathetic? All these years, I hadn't thought it so.
Nevermind I whispered, hiding my face from his sight. I fought back the tears that dared sting at my eyes, part of the reason I kept my gaze lowered. I would be goddamned if I would allow him to see such a sight. Me, cry? Never. It wasn't happening. He would die before such a thing would be seen. I wouldn't dare look weak in his eyes, I was as strong as any other clan leader, if not, stronger. I replaced my sorrow with my bitter hatred, something I had done for so many years now. Then shall we hope I continue my good behavoir? His voice murmured, pulling me out of thought. His head moved along my neck, trailing from my jaw to my collar bone, and back again. He alternated between kisses and nips. My eyes fluttered closed, feeling his warm lips press to my tender flesh, tilting my head slightly to allow him a little easier access. His fangs grazed over my flesh, and a light moan danced at the back of my throat, barely audible past my lips as it vibrated my throat. Heavenly. I didn't like fangs near my neck, but I coudn't help myself as I felt him heat up with lust, his kissing and nipping becoming rougher. Sadistic? Probably, it only sent me into another hormonal rage, waiting until he had finished and pulled away to speak. Well, you had better hope I teased with a wink, running the tip of my nose over his collar bone, and up along his throat, kissing the underside of his skull lightly, the only part I could truley reach. And you're being a bad girl. He grinned devilishly, and I returned a devious grin back. Well, then, maybe I began slowly, rolling my lids up to allow my bright gaze to meet his from under long dark lashes. My nose trailed up his neck again, dancing underneath his jaw until my lips decided to take over again. I need to be punished I whispered, nothing short of seductive, comandeering his lips with my own into a heated kiss.
First degree, I'll allow you a pit stop or two, or well, eventual, total, dominace. I breathed, almost as though I couldn't inhale. In truth, I was much to excited at the idea. Second degree, maybe you can find something crafty to tie me up with, yes? I whispered again, taking his lips again with another heated kiss as my hips shifted. Third degree, well, I'll let your imagination run wild there I teased with a snicker, pulling away with a demon like grin upon my face.
I was enjoying my ideas way to much, hoping I'd at least make it to second degree. The idea of being tied up, at his mercy, helpless as I allowed him to take advantage of me, no, I was forced to allow him to take advantage of me, excited and thrilled me to no end. I wondered what ideas he would have for third degree, but more or less, I knew he would be crafty with it. Hell, even first degree, I loved being dominated. It was part of who I was, and the idea of being forced into his bed, having my clothes torn carelessly from my body as he rushed to get his off, only to act like animals, excited me. Hell, I wanted him to push me around, shove me a bit. Bend me in positions I didn't even know were possible, force me into something I had never done before. I almost wanted to be treated like an object during sex, as though he had no care what would happen to me, as long as he pleased himself. We would both be pleased then. Again, my hips shifted as my mind drifted, and I grinned lightly at the prospect. He chuckled as I had mentioned that eventually we would get there. A week from now? He offered lightly, and I shook my head. If it were a week, well, I don't know that I could wait that long. Honestly, I'd rather brave the wilderness again I laughed as my tone took on a teasing voice. He seemed to also go silent, thinking about something, and for a moment I thought perhaps I had seen his face fall into a grimace. It must have not been so, perhaps the darkness playing on his face, but shortly enough he returned back to me.
My treasure, it really supposed to be il mio tesoro but that's a little too wordy for my liking. I glanced up at him with a softer gaze, cursing myself as I was reminded I was only his for tonight. But, wait, had he not mentioned something about, we were together until one of us grew bored. No doubt, tonight he would be done with me anyways, no need to get my hopes up. I wretched at the idea that I had become so easy for him. Maybe later I would fight him a little bit, ah well, I'd figure out something crafty. That "il"'s quite a feat, isnt it? I teased lightly, jesting with him in a slight amount. He could be quite the charmer, couldn't he? Where the hell had that side been much earlier? I grinned lightly. I have no idea what to say, but well, I straightened a little, taking over his lips with my own, pressing a reassuring kiss to him. It was, sweet, but I didn't want to be all soft when it probably meant nothing. I did however, take pleasure in it. Strange, the only one I had allowed to call me such pet names was Cethin. Again, the guilt ate at me, but I pushed it away as I leaned back into Karasu's chest, inhaling his sweet scent, feeling it release the butterflies that raged inside of me. Strange, such an odd emotion, and I didn't welcome it either. I had no idea what exactly I was feeling, but for now I lingered silent.
I can change that you know, but it's not something I hand out quite so easily. My gaze moved to his. What? He could change part of me? The part that I loathed? Such an idea was strange to me, but then another thought hit me. It would mean a bite, correct? I would have to allow his venom to seep into my veins, and poison me. I shuddered at the idea, feeling the scars burn at my throat. The ones I had recieved so long ago, in an accidental affair. They were Cethins claim on me, or so he had boasted, to make me feel better. Long, curvy, jagged ones, gripped around my windpipe from that faithful night. The one that had changed everything on me. I breathed lightly, trying to regain my breath again as I stared into the ground, wide eyed. It was the only thing that actually struck fear into me, that one night, and the thought of reliving it. I'd rather not, resuffer fate again I managed to choke out, calming my racing heart, trying to rid myself of the singe from the scars. I cleared my throat, shaking off the memories that had so easily taken control of my mind, hiding my face and scars from him. But, thank you...? I offered. I had no idea if he were truley offering it, or if he was just stating something point blank. None the less, there would be no harm in thanking him, for the offer or knowledge, only he would know.
Yes ducky, four hours, walking. And I live away from the other clans and even within my own lands I'm rather secluded. I don't enjoy entertaining others at times. He shrugged lightly, and I took in his words, thinking about his life. He seemed so, regal, it amazed me that he didn't like to entertain. I mean, I was no better, but I supposed I didn't come off nearly as regal as he. Strange. Plus, I didn't have a home worth entertaining it, which was of course, totally intentional. Did that mean I was rather, special? Getting a peak into his humble abode? I snickered inwardly to myself at the thought. Thats, understandable I noted cooly. I hated to entertain, I would rather be entertained, or at least go two for two and entertain each other for the pure amusement we got out of it. But dancing like a puppet in front of one just for their pleasure, no. It wasn't happening. Maybe for sex, I'd do something naughty like that, but on most everything else, it was a solid no. He chuckled slightly at my next comment, before offering a soft rebuttle, Of course I do, I can't keep up with the upkeep of my place alone. I couldnt help but snicker lightly at this. It sounds, massive I murmured, trying to imagine a home so large that he really needed all of that help. Who on earth lived in a home where everything was taken care of for him? Then again, maybe he was just lazy. I smirked, leaning against his chest again, lost in thought so easily.
I watched a smirk flew across his face at my following comment. These particular ones have been serving me for generations, they know to stay out of my way unless I summon someone and they keep the place tidy. Pretty nice setup actually. He finished with another smirk, and I grinned. Did someone use fear to crush every other lesser being underneath their thumb? It seemed so. Well, I couldn't say I was better, considering I had my "landlord", God how I loathed that term, in fear so badly, he generally shook if we met in person, and was very brief on the phone. Everything was "Yep, no problem" Click. It sounds like a rather nice setup. I nodded, understanding how things worked. Odd for a being like himself to have so many living underneath him, maybe he was power hungry, and the thought of having actual living organisms "enslaved" to him thrilled him. Maybe his home was truley just massive and he really couldn't keep up on it. Either way, I'd find out eventually.
Again, another chuckle sounded from his lips as I mused out loud about his home. Massive, with plenty of land with orchards, and the like surrounding it. Three stories with a wonderful basement that's fully furnished. It's rather old though, a few centuries I'd say. He was rather simple, finishing it all with a shrug. A soft smile lit my face as I tried to picture the manor, my breath catching in my throat. It sounds, lovely. But, doesnt it ever get lonely? I shut my mouth as soon as the words tumbled out, feeling my face heat up with the blood of my victims. My, that was, a rather odd thing to ask, was it not? I felt embarrassed to ask him such a thing, and contemplated on telling him to ignore it. Yet, I couldnt bring myself to do it, and stayed silent for the most part. too embarrassed to say something out loud, to even mumble an apology. Apology? What?! I had never apologized to a soul! Everything I had done, had been done intentionally, and dammit, if he didn't like it, then there was no need to continue on. It was part of me, but I silenced my mind as I hid my face in his chest, hoping he wouldn't see the small amount of embarrassment I felt for asking such a thing. What had I been thinking? I supposed in all truth, I hadn't really been thinking, and now my mind raced and whirled with thoughts, curious as to what he would say or think. I wished I could read minds, I had heard of it but never actually met one that had such a gift. It'd be interesting to see, though odds are it'd piss me off beyond all belief. My thoughts were personal, and I didnt want, nor need, some little punk telling me something I already knew. Asshole.
I busied myself with his jaw, keeping myself silent for the most part, shifting my hips again, trying to stay comfortable enough to actually make it through our trek. In truth, I had concluded that there was just something I liked about his jawline. I had no idea what it was, I supposed the power I could feel underneath, the strength that was indeed him, even if he hadn't been a vampire, and an older one at that. A smile played at my lips when they werent on him, until I felt him shift, bringing his lips to my own. He pressed against me passionatly, and instantly I felt my fire flare again, noting the warm kisses and just how demanding he seemed to be as he made sure to keep himself firmly against me. It wasnt long before I could feel his tongue, invading my mouth quickly, sliding in like a serpent. At first, I had gone rigid, usure of what to do as he explored my mouth, poking and prodding around. It was only for a moment, before I had drawn my conclusion, that I in fact liked it. I all but melted then, adjusting to be closer to him, allowing my tongue to fall into his mouth, tasting everything that was him, exploring the small crevices and nooks of him. A moan lurked in the back of my throat, hardly audible, yet I could feel it purr its way out of me and rumble into him. His steps slowed, and then stopped as we busied ourselves, and slowly I pulled back, kissing him with passion lighly several times, short lived, teasing kisses. It seems I'm not the only one that needs to be punished I snickered in jest, pressing my forehead to his, closing my eyes, allowing my nose to press against the soft flesh of his cheek. I breathed almost as though gasping for breath, when really I just couldnt take in enough oxygen to sustain myself. I shifted, moving in and exploring his mouth again with my own, pressing myself to him as my chest heaved, feeling my chest run along his in the same notion. Truth was, I couldn't get enough. The taste of him was, intoxicating, perhaps that was just due to my mood, but I contemplated if he was stupid, or brilliant. Why wait so long? I was ready now. Then again, good things come to those who wait, and the longer he put me off, the longer it had to build up, before exploding in one giant burst. He'd be thrilled to know that. Dammit Karasu I breathed, my hands roaming along his body, feeling something prod at my thigh. I didn't need to look down to know, I wasnt stupid, but I knew well enough that he too, was ready. A light grin danced over my face, and I busied his attention with myself, pushing against him in hot kisses, allowing my hands to travel further down his body, running over his lower half, gently brushing my fingers past the buttons. My index spinned on the outside rim of the little silver button, threatening the release he would know would come if I dared. You sure you want to wait? I jested lightly, undoing the top one. Although I wanted him, terribly so, I wanted to actually get to his home. More or less, I wanted to teast him, and in doing so, I easily unsnapped the first one, pressing myself against him as a distraction, though he would know soon enough. I grinned lightly, damn, maybe I was making my way to third degree all to quickly.


Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
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[Eri]

She was pretty quiet for some time, until she mentioned something be strange and a he. Alarms flipped on in my mind. He? Who was this he? What was strange? Was the he the guy she had lost before? Was I going to learn of her past? It was later after all. She went strangely quiet. A quiet I really didn't like in the least. A quiet that meant trouble. She spoke soon after that and told me to forget it. My mouth twitched. Oh I wanted to know who she'd been talking about and why but I didn't feel like getting her truly pissy at me. "Later I suppose? At least if you feel like it." I said easily. Strange, why should I even care? Riiiiight, competition. Why should I care about that though? I was easily the best male in the entire world, and I was quite certain I'd captured, well not literally, one of the best, if not the best females that suited me. I was worried about my thoughts. I shouldn't be trying to replace Asami, if I lost that remanant to my past I would lose my purpose. My clan would be dismantled. I would live the rest of my life in solitude. I stole a glance at the girl, perhaps not entirely alone if I could truly captivate her. And what would it hurt if I actually tried? Nothing at all in reality. I hadn't known her long enough to be truly attached although I would be bitter if I was rejected. Who wasn't bitter about rejection anyways? I didn't know anyone off the top of my head.
I chuckled at her remark. "But I'm always good." I said with a small little smirk even as she winked and exploring me with her nose. Ehh, I could deal, I liked the feel of her skin against me as it was. She grinned back at me, saying she needed to be punished. Oh of course she did, and she would be, she just didn't realize it. And she'd love it, or learn to. I smirked slightly after she was done, wanting more of those kisses at the very same time that I wanted to toss her into my bed. "What about a fourth degree? Where I can do anything I please." I said, adding it as a mild suggestion. Of course either way I could basically whatever I wanted to her. I was stronger after all. It would be a simple matter too. And yet, I really didn't want to force too much. How strange. That didn't sound like me at all really.
I laughed lightly. "I was being sarcastic, I really don't think I could wait that long, at least not in my present state." I said with a smile even as she laughed. What was it about her that drew me in? There was no reason for it. By rights she should have disgusted me since she was basically putty in my hands, something I detested, but I knew she would fight me for certain things compared to just giving up so easily. I suppose that's what kept me interested because I really didn't know what she'd fight me about, or to what extent, and I wanted to know. Of course, more than likely I'd stop before I did true damage, perhaps. Depended on my mood in the end of things.
I was quite eager, though it was nicely disguised, to see how she'd react to me actually admitting what the little name meant. Actually, thinking back, it had two meanings, my treasure and my darling. Either would suit my purpose though but I prefered the first for some reason. I suppose I was allowing myself to drift entirely too close to her. At least closer than what was healthy for me after this all came to a halt. She teased a bit about the fact that I kept a word out. "Quite some, takes so much effort it tires me out at times." I said, tone light but dripping in sarcasm. What she said next rather depressed me. The hope in my heart that perhaps we'd become something else, quashed. When had it even started building itself up anyways? She didn't seem interested at all. Even her kiss afterwards did little to improve my mood in the end, no matter how sweet it really was. I wanted to just sigh heavily and just give it all up, but no, I was obligated in a way to show her a good time no? Might as well buck up right? No harm really.
She seemed to be pondering my offer. Perhaps wondering what it meant and all the little details that would go along with it. There was only one really. You would remain by my side for the rest of your life. I did not give up my gifts so easily after all. Especially not one that would make a vampire nearly as powerful as me. I could feel her heart racing, even as she spoke, mentioning something about not wanting to go through something again. I frowned slightly. Was she that truly scared of the sun? I knew she was turned, it was painfully obvious to my eyes, and not born like I had been. She thanked me almost as an afterthought and I merely grunted in response. Whatever, she wasn't interested in me for any other reason than trying to find my secrets out, or to simply use me for a few good lays before moving on. Damn, oh well. Could I really hope for anything more though? Especially with how we'd met?
"I don't really savor the company of others, I find them pathetic and needy and hardly ever worth my time." I said as a rather simple explanation. She commented on the size of my place and a small smile flashed over my lips for a brief second. "I like to roam a bit and what better place is there to roam in a place where it's not always the same." I said simply, obviously rhetorical. Plus, in all reality, I loved my home. I suddenly felt like taking a nap under the noon soon in the orchard as I sometimes loved to do. It was always comforting to bask in the sun and feel as is nothing could harm me, or rather, nothing was wrong with me. I could forget who I was, what I was, what I was planning on doing. She commented on how everything was run. "It works well for what's it's designed too." I said with a slight shrug.
My gaze hardened slightly at her when she asked if I ever got lonely. "Try living alone for a few thousand years, a century is a breeze, at least that's about how long I've spent in this place." I said simply. Why the hell should she even care if I lonely anyways? I was nothing to her after all. I took a deep breath and released it slowly and then realized that she seemed to be hiding from me, like she was embarrassed about something. The hell? I blinked in surprise.
I was distracted though, feeling her lips against my jaw. Eh, might as well get used to it. Even if she was only using me at least I was getting something I could enjoy. She didn't know what to make of it when my tongue was snaking it's way through her mouth for a moment, until her own came into play and she melted. I would make damn sure she'd be hard pressed to forget me, even if I was just a plaything. You know, I probably could just turn the tables, actually treat her like a toy, play with, long and hard. Show her what she was really playing with. I nipped at her tongue lightly, knowing how tender it could be and not really wanting to draw blood, at least not yet. I smirked slightly at her comment. "Perhaps, but how many have the courage to try?" Well hellooooo, old me. Guess I was back in the game. She went back to kissing me, which I returned rather eagerly even as I felt something else responding a little too well. I smirked even as she cursed and said my name. Was something getting worked up just the same as me? I suppose so.
My eyes rolled back though as her hands drifted in a southern direction and I was painfully aware of just how tight my pants where and I felt like I was going to end up bursting them if the buttons weren't released and I could feel her toying with the button even as she asked me if I wanted to wait. "Of course I don't, but I want a bed more." I said simply, opening my eyes slightly even as the button was released. If I had any less dignity I would have sunk to the ground in gratitude, as it was the release of pressure was like heaven, even if the other button was bugging me, at least it was easier to ignore now, even if she was pressing against me but I could still tell, material shifting and all. I was pleased and yet I wasn't that she was pushing against me. It felt wonderful in some aspects, but I was still straining against my pants and that wasn't a good feeling in the best of times. I adjusted her slightly and started walking again, my steps rather eager and my stride long. I needed to get us to my place, and quickly after all.[/size]

[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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Perhaps he didn't understand the rays of mixed signals I was sending out, hell, even I didn't understand half of them. He stayed quiet until my little fluster of a mood had ended, and I noted his easy tone before he had even opened his lips to speak, Later I suppose? At least if you feel like it. I sighed, making no attempt to even disguise it, closing my eyes slowly, painfully. Did I want to tell him? How far did I trust him? I had never told a soul in my entire life, the only ones that had known were back home in Transylvania. Only because they were close friends of Cethins, and had been there through the entire thing. Not because I had told them. I thought for a moment, I had promised him a later. And we did have a rather long walk ahead of us. I promised you a later earlier, I began, slow, my voice nearly flat, neither pissed off nor happy, And we do have a rather long trek ahead of us, My gaze moved out to observe the path before us, wondering how much time had passed, and how much further we still had to go. If you truley want to know, I breathed, my voice just an octive higher than a whisper. If you truely care My mind breathed, but I hid my thoughts from him so easily, or so I'd hoped. Why would he care? What was I to him? He had said it earlier, I was no more than an object. He'd used "heirloom" as a cover up, but deep down I knew inside he meant I was no more than an object. Why should I even expect him to care? For all I knew, tonight he would take what he wanted and would leave. And I would let him.
Sad. Strange. Foreign as it was to me, it was true. I had become, pathetic. In all honesty, I had become so desperate, I didn't care. I would stay the night with him, if it meant I could lay by his side the whole night. If it meant I would be wound in his arms, where I at least felt somewhat safe, moderatly loved, then, I would do it. Pathetic. What had I come to? I glanced up at his features as he continued on, feeling my breath catch inside of my throat. I didn't want this to be a one night thing, even though my heart sunk at the thoughts that it was. It was, only temporary, I was only his for as long as he wanted me, which would be for the night before I was utterly alone again, spending my days wandering the woods in darkness, muttering madness under my breath, launching myself at anything that would move. Alone, unloved, hell, I doubted even my clan actually cared about me. Inside, I frowned, pushing the thoughts aside. I heard his musical chuckle, and lifted my gaze, loosing a battle with a smirk as he spoke But I'm always good. I snickered as he grinned, running my nose along his neck, inhaling his scent. That's not what you said earlier I teased, recalling the many remarks about himself. Just what fire I was playing with. He smirked as I finished my proposal, waiting for him to speak. What about a fourth degree? Where I can do anything I please. I rolled my eyes teasingly, and allowed a giggle, pressing another hot kiss to his lips. Come now Karasu. I don't think that'd be much fun. A rag doll? Not very entertaining at all my dear I giggled again, before leaning in to press another short kiss to his lips. But, if it'd so please you... I trailed off, running my hands down his chest.
It wasn't like he didn't have that control already. In all honesty, I was surprised that he hadn't even bothered to really try such a stunt on me. He could, I wouldn't like it, but he was much stronger than I was after all. In reality, he could do anything he wanted, and I'd be helpless. I hated those thoughts, I hated that reality. Oh, hell no, I was near damn invincible! At least in my world. I'd fight him every step of the way, hopefully to some avail, though my mind knew it wasnt a promising aspect. I was being sarcastic, I really don't think I could wait that long, at least not in my present state. He gave a light laugh, one that enthralled me, and I couldn't help but return the gesture, sighing lightly as I noticed his smile, a small giggle breaking its way out of me again. I'd hope not. I'd be a bit concerned if you could I snickered lightly. Quite some, takes so much effort it tires me out at times. I giggled lightly. It seemed he was in a jesting mood, until his translation had come up. In all honesty, I was a bit shocked, I had no idea what to say. Did I thank him, did I throw a fit, what did I do exactly? I thought for sure my kiss would have been a little comfort, yet he seemed still, almost disinterested. I pulled back, with a small frown creasing my features. Perhaps a bit of hurt lurked in there, I had no idea, though my heart sunk as I noticed a shift in his mood. Why? Did he not understand? Perhaps he wasn't used to be called little pet names, nor was I, until tonight, but, maybe he would understand how difficult it was for me. What did I say?
I stayed where I was, meeting his gaze, noting the silence as he thought. I myself, drifted into thought, digging through old memories. What were some of my older nicknames? Ones from my first love? I couldn't think of any, but one caught in my throat before I lost hope. Mon amour. It meant, my darling, correct? Something to that effect, the translation was jumbled, but I recalled it from so many years ago. It was French, the only other language Cethin had spoken, and Karasu would understand it. Or so I hoped. Mon amour, I breathed lightly, pronouncing it, correct, or so I hoped. I thought back for a minute. Yes, it sounded as beautiful through my lips as it had Cethins so many years ago. It's not your fault. I'm just, rather vexed on what to say. Mio tesoro is, sweet. Thank you I leaned in, and pressed another kiss to him, hoping that perhaps I had smoothed things over. Maybe then he would understand what I had meant. By all means, it wasn't any fault of his, more or less, it was mine. I pondered how he'd respond to my statement, more than less, my pet name. He'd understand it all right, but, would he be insulted, or pleased? I prayed for a positive response, but well, if that weren't the case, then maybe I'd just climb down from his arms and walk home. As much as it pained me, considering my heart now rode high on its horse, looking for something more than just a one night stand. I should have stopped in the forest, and now, I wasn't going to stop until he reopened the previous wounds. Which, would be ever so easily to do. As much as I hated to admit it, he was slowly seeping into my heart, and even my mind didn't find it to be that terrible. Oh Evangeline. You always did fall fast and hard.
I don't really savor the company of others, I find them pathetic and needy and hardly ever worth my time. I frowned for a minute. So, I waited for a minute, Does that mean, I'm special? I shot him a rather mischevious grin, in hopes of lightening the mood. It was pretty obvious he was something special, to me at least. And no, I didn't mean eat the paste special, but gold star special. As it turned out, I didn't prove to be very needy, or so I thought, and I wasn't pathetic. Most of the time. Worth his time? If he'd take me, I'd be sure to be worth his time. Every moment would be worth his time. A smile flashed across his face as I commented about his home, of which my curiosity still ate at, despite all my other moods. I like to roam a bit and what better place is there to roam in a place where it's not always the same. Obviously he wasn't looking for an answer, so I smiled lightly and stayed silent. Where it wasn't always the same? What did he mean by that? I was ever so curious, but I'd have to wait to see, considering he hadn't given me much previous details. It works well for what's it's designed too. I nodded, staying silent again. I watched through my embarrassed look as his gaze seemed to harder, watching as he became near stone, and I knew that I had struck something, sensitive. Try living alone for a few thousand years, a century is a breeze, at least that's about how long I've spent in this place. I swallowed hard, dropping my gaze as I felt a bit more guilt eat at me for being so damn nosey. I had only been around for a few centuries, hell, maybe we had both lived her for as long as the other. How ironic would that be?
I went silent, and shivered, feeling a bit, guilt and pain riddened. Surley my wounds were fresher, but who was I to expect him to forget her and move on? Why had I even set my hopes up so high on something so stupid? Perhaps my mind was right, I did fall hard and fast, for all the wrong guys. Mon amour. I didn't, I choked for a minute, I didn't mean it like that I murmured, feeling guilty even as I pressed myself to him. I half expected him to start screaming, to throw me out of his arms and onto the slick cold ground. I'd watch him walk away with a pretend angered look, only to break into tears when I was sure he was far enough away.
I could feel his chest move as he inhaled deeply, and a small shiver ran through me as he released a near hissing breath. I damn near wanted to apologize, but I had to hold whatever shreds of dignity I had left around this guy. Within moments, he seemed to have moved on, and I fell into his kisses easily. Though, I was mildly discouraged as I felt him nip at my tongue, and a frown creased my brow. Mmm don't I tried to mumble, though it came out rather distorted, even though a frown still creased my features. If he didn't taste so damn good, perhaps I would have pulled away, but my mind was to busy taking in every taste that was him, savoring it and filing it away in some magical place I didn't even know existed. Perhaps, but how many have the courage to try? He smirked, the same one I had seen in the woods hours ago. I scoffed with a grin, raising a brow at him in question. I don't know who you've been meddling with, I teased lightly, nipping his nose ever so slightly, before encasing my lips around it in a gentle kiss, moving down to hover my mouth over his, But, I'm pretty damn well sure, that I've proved to be something, a little more, daring, than most, 99 percent of our race. Agreed? After all, mere hours ago I was willing to rip you apart, was I not? I grinned lightly, before moving in to press our lips together again, feeling my mood return, shifting my hips again. And now, I pulled away, before leaning in again to press a series of hot kisses to his lips, I'm willing to go to your humble abode. Courageous, or stupid? I teased. He'd better not answer that, for even I was certain I was being stupid, but hell, I'd been wise my whole life, I felt I'd earned one night of being stupid.
He returned my kisses rather eagerly, pressing into me as I did him, together exploring each other, of which I was thrilled with. Occasionally, when I felt my desire grow larger, I nipped at his lips, being sure to keep them soft, though, I ever so badly wanted to nip him. I knew better, thus far, there was no saying I'd be able to control it better later on. I watched as his eyes rolled back, something that sent shivers down my spine as I knew just how much control I really had. Of course I don't, but I want a bed more. His eyes smoothly slid open, and I released the top button. Even I could feel the release, and I shuddered, wishing ever so terribly he didn't live so far away. I considered strattling him, but by then, it would all be over, and no doubt one of us, if not both, would loose control. I shifted my hips again, feeling the side of them run along his hips, and shivered again, teasing at the button still, pulling at his pants. Honestly, could I wait? No. No, not at all. He'd be stupid to think I could! My need was growing deeper, and part of me wanted to slip my hand inside and please him, yet I knew better. Odds are, I'd only make it worse, without proper room. He moved me, away from his hips, no doubt I was probably only causing strain, and I settled against him, inhaling deep breaths, calming myself the only way I knew how. Then, we'd best hurry I whispered, shifting upwards to kiss his collar bone. I noted happily the brisk walk he picked up, and smiled, closing my eyes, content with cuddling against him. Pathetic. Oh well, as long as he didn't mind, I was rather content.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
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[Eri]

I didn't know how to classify her reaction to my idea of later. I would love to sit and talk with her for hours, at least once a certain need was taken care of again but afterwards I would be fine. Twice within such a short period of time? Especially considering how long I lasted? Surely a third time would kill me so soon. I pushed those thoughts from my mind. I smiled and nodded calmly when she mentioned she'd already mentioned a later and that we had a long ways to go. She seemed to avert her gaze from me entirely, and I had that feeling of my sun being shut off from me. I pushed the irritating thought from my mind, even as she spoke again, stating she'd tell me, if I truly wanted to know. I lifted an eyebrow slightly. Of course I did, but I remembered my own promise. "Mio tesoro, I would love to hear your story, but if you're not comfortable then I'll not pressure you into it, and while you make your decision I'll tell you mine." I said with a soft smile as I glanced down at her, not realizing that I had stressed a word within my sentence.
I paused for a moment, thinking of how I wanted to do this, and how far back I wanted to go. I didn't want to give her my entire past. No, she could just hear of Asami. I took a rather deep breath, fighting the wave of emotions that were rising up already. "I was young when I met her, still a fledgling and she naught but a human I'd encountered in my travels since I had wanted to see the entire world when I was younger. It was love at first sight for us, even if I was a vampire even then. After a couple years together I was starting to see some signs of aging within her and the thought of losing her scared me to death basically so I turned her, with her consent, and we were happy for some time. At least until we were attacked one night. I was too weak to defend her and they forced me to watch as they raped and beat her, all but tearing her to shreds, forcing her to suffer. They never even explained why, just we were in the wrong place at the wrong time." I took a shuddering breath, suddenly fighting back tears as I was forced to replay the very same scene in my mind. I was silent as I took a few more breaths to calm myself. "When they finished they threw her at me, forcing me to hold her as she died. She'd lost too much so that even my own wasn't enough to heal her, and how they laughed and laughed at me. It wasn't until that time that I knew she'd been carrying our child. When she died, right in my very arms I begged for them to kill me, I couldn't live without her, she was my entire life, my entire reason to even live then and she and our child was taken from me. They left, still laughing at my pain. I stayed there, knowing the sun could finish me off and I waited, craddling her lifeless body until dawn. And how I welcomed those rays of light, until I knew I wasn't burning. I was cheated of death again, that sweet release that would reunite me with Asami. From that morning I swore to avenge her. I've never found those that took her from me, but on my honor when I do find them, they'll suffer more than she ever did." I said, mostly choked up until the last couple sentences were my tone had returned to normal. Now ducky, do you see what you're really playing with? But perhaps, perhaps it was time for me to give up on Asami? Find a living woman and protect her from the same fate? My glance slid to the one in my arms. She suited me so nicely, and yet.
She seemed to drift off, thinking about what I'd told her more than likely. Personally, I couldn't believe that I'd even told her how I'd found out I was immune to the sun. That wasn't exactly something she needed to know. Of course it was related to my story. A promise was a promise though, I told her I would tell her, and I had. Hell, I suppose I felt good to get that off my chest for the first time in what? Over five and a half millineums. How sad, but, believe it or not, I was rather introverted within myself. Who said I needed to have company to be set? I smirked when she seemed to catch a little slip-up. "Define 'good' though. I mean I could be a good man, loyal, honest, brave. I could also be a good murderer so that I never get caught. All a matter of context mio tesoro." I said. I probably did get deserved to get slapped every once and awhile. But it was all apart of my assholic charm that none could resist. I smiled broardly at her comment about a ragdoll. "Now if I wanted something as boring as a doll don't you think I would just get one, find a human or would have left you to fight that imbecile in the club?" I said with that very same smile still plastered over my face.
"As close to perfection as I am, I still lack in some areas. If I didn't I'd be a god after all." Damn, I was an egotistical ass, and yet, I wouldn't change anything about myself, even if I had a chance to. I was content who I was naturally, yes, even being a vampire. I was born to this life. I was born a monster. Not really, more like I was born to be a beautiful demon that could charm the pants, literally, off everyone I so chose to. Oops? Not really, I loved being me in all reality. When she spoke again I nearly dropped her from shock. As it was I froze, gaze snapping to her face so quickly it almost made me dizzy and hurt my eyes. Had she really called me that? Or was she beginning her story? No, she had called me that, my heart fluttered for a moment. I was shocked. Did she truly care so much for me after such a short period of time? I didn't care so much for what she said afterwards, my brain still lingering over what she'd called me. My brain started clicking again when she started kissing me though for my part it was soft compared to what I would have normally given.
My mind was going elsewhere though. Perhaps, perhaps she really did feel the same? Perhaps, I could suggest that we give us a try. Dating, simple as that, see how it went from there compared to this one night shit that I really didn't normally go for. I laughed out right when asked if she was special. I quieted myself, with minor difficulty. "Was that not clearly hinted back when we met mio amato?" I said, with some mirth still evident. Of course she was, she just didn't know how special she was. By rights she should be dead. She spoke then, seemingly to read my displeasure. Was it bad that I already had a love for her name for me? Perhaps, but for some reason it rather calmed me. "Hush." I murmured before pulling her into a kiss after she'd apologized. I didn't care now. She'd found a way to calm which was amazing. My kiss was soft, almost sweet and still passionate. There, should have been enough to silence her and to show that I wasn't really upset, anymore.
I laughed, sort of, it was mostly my diaphragm kicking as she garbled out a request for me to stop. Alright, alright. I'd behave...for now. As it was I stopped and contented myself with letting her explore my mouth her tongue, except for the occasional prod of my own as I pressed my face closer. I smiled, wrinkling my nose slightly when she nipped at it. She spoke, almost like she was bring it to my obvious attention that she wasn't like most. Tell me something I don't know my little angel of darkness. The hell?!?! My mind was distracted again when she kissed me. I guess that really was the only one to distract me at times. I laughed when she finally released me. "First of all mon ange bien-aimé d'obscurité, it seems I've been in all the wrong places at the wrong times." I said with a smile. Which was true. Considering our ages, or at least, her's, we should have met some time ago more than likely. It didn't matter. "Second of all, if you don't stop shifting I will drop you, and I rather pride myself I've never dropped someone on accident." I said with a wink. I certainly was back to normal, if happier. "Third, perhaps a bit of both, since it would take courage to consider me after you've seen what I can do and yet you do not know all that you likely should about me." I said rather calmly. Huh, guess I was get a bit philosophical anymore. Not what I had in mind for right now, but whatever.
The kissing and nipping was distracting though. It made my mind grow blank which was a beautiful thing in reality. I'd often found I'd had too much on my mind and it made it hurt like a bitch. She was playing with a rather dangerous area of my anatomy. Which she knew of quite well. Her touch had me twitching, and wishing I had no pants on. She should be glad that she wasn't a guy. Of course not only would I not be attracted in the least, nor did she have to worry about walking for some time with something rather stiff and unrelenting in her pants. Her movements weren't helping either facets of my problem, well, not really a problem but yeah. As it was, I knew there was a shortcut around here, I just had to find it. It would be a straighter shot than the roundabout way. Of course we could always end up going through undergrowth, but I felt like taking a path. I smiled when she mentioned not wanting to wait. "Wouldn't dream of it." I murmured before finding what I wanted and delving off. "Shortcut, just remembered there was one, shouldn't take more than the better part of an hour now." I said with a smile. Damn elusive shortcuts. At least I'd found it, cut some time off the journey at least.
"I have a proposition for you mio amato, what do you say, that after tonight that instead of just going our separate ways, we actually see how we'd get along, like dating, though nothing serious just in case it doesn't work between us." I murmured, glancing down at her after she'd kissed my collarbone and seemed quite content to curl up, as best as she could while being held, to me. I hated to admit it, but it made me feel alive again, to have a woman I at least semi-cared for held close. I sighed ever so softly in contentment. This is what I'd been meant for, to love, no I didn't love her, at least I didn't think I did, not to fight, as much as I loved to rip creatures to shreds. It was simple to imagine that they were the ones that caused Asami's death. Too simple at times. Ah well, hell, for all I knew, she'd just shoot down my idea, though I must admit, my hopes were running a little higher than they should have, considering what she'd begun calling. Guess that's what had given me the courage to even suggest it.

Translations:
mio amato - my beloved
mon ange bien-aimé d'obscurité - my beloved angel of darkness

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[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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He nodded as I spoke, lifting a brow as I wondered aloud if he really wanted to know my story. Curiosity? Of course he'd want to know, whether he wanted for clan purposes, or other reasons, both would serve as leverage. I hoped for the latter, I really didn't want to be admist a brawl and have him bring it up. Mio tesoro, I would love to hear your story, but if you're not comfortable then I'll not pressure you into it, and while you make your decision I'll tell you mine. His gaze moved down, a gentle smile lighting his features, but I could already tell the extreme amount of pain that lurked his features. Who's story would be worse? Sadly I hoped his, but there was no guarantee. I realized he had stressed "love" and it tingled me for a moment. Why? I had no idea, but it shed a little light on such a dark topic. He inhaled deeply, slowly starting his story, and I went silent, staring up at him with softer, more understanding eyes. Part of me cared, already I wanted to cuddle him and tell him it would be alright, yet he hadn't started. I was young when I met her, still a fledgling and she naught but a human I'd encountered in my travels since I had wanted to see the entire world when I was younger. It was love at first sight for us, even if I was a vampire even then. After a couple years together I was starting to see some signs of aging within her and the thought of losing her scared me to death basically so I turned her, with her consent, and we were happy for some time. At least until we were attacked one night. I was too weak to defend her and they forced me to watch as they raped and beat her, all but tearing her to shreds, forcing her to suffer. They never even explained why, just we were in the wrong place at the wrong time. He choked on himself, before stopping. I could see the pain, etched upon his features as he seemed to fight back something. Were those, tears? welling in his eyes? No, couldn't have been. Then again, it probably was. I shifted slightly, kissing his collar bone to distract even myself. Take your time, I'm in no rush I whispered soothingly. What?! Damn it. I cared a lot more than I should have, I understood a lot more than I should have. My thoughts flew to the girl, shuddering as he mentioned her rape. I swallowed hard at the thought, it was one of my largest fears. To be taken advantage of in such a manner, sickened me, and I felt my stomache drop as he started up again. When they finished they threw her at me, forcing me to hold her as she died. She'd lost too much so that even my own wasn't enough to heal her, and how they laughed and laughed at me. It wasn't until that time that I knew she'd been carrying our child. When she died, right in my very arms I begged for them to kill me, I couldn't live without her, she was my entire life, my entire reason to even live then and she and our child was taken from me. They left, still laughing at my pain. I stayed there, knowing the sun could finish me off and I waited, craddling her lifeless body until dawn. And how I welcomed those rays of light, until I knew I wasn't burning. I was cheated of death again, that sweet release that would reunite me with Asami. From that morning I swore to avenge her. I've never found those that took her from me, but on my honor when I do find them, they'll suffer more than she ever did. He bit back emotion and choked on his word, until the last few sentences, which came out rather, determined? Was that it? I had no idea, but I went silent in his arms, imagining the scene, flinching as I did so.
Finally, after a long silence, I moved against him, shivering lightly as I waited. Karasu, that's terrible I wished I could tell him something he didn't already know. I'm so sorry that happened. I, can't imagine... I trailed off, flinching. No, I could imagine, but well, I couldn't picture being in her place. He must have loved her so much, and I wondered who "they" were, and who also would have done such a horrible thing. Then again, had mine been so much better? Again, I fell silent, and I felt bad, I wished I could have given him something, anything, but my mood had gone south, images still flocking my mind. You must have loved her so much... I whispered, before realizing my mistake. Loved? No, he probably still did. Even to this day I hoped that would smooth it over, and I went silent again, before finding it within myself to probably upset him even more. I inhaled a shaky breath, staring at my hands, once in my lap instead of being on him. An eye for an eye then? My gaze moved up as I met his again, pressing a light kiss to his lips. What more could I do? At least he wasn't alone with some moron who wouldn't have understood what it was like to loose such a love. Again, I inhaled deeply, thinking of where to begin my story. Might as well start at the top, right? I wasn't born here for starters. I grew up in an entirely different country. Coming of age, my parents thought it would be fit to wed me off to some, wealthy, snot nosed little punk. It was so long ago, I can't even remember his name. I paused, thinking for a moment. Nope, no clue. I saw him, in the market one day. His name was Cethin. He was so, strange to me, something drew me into him, and vice versa. We had tried to make conversation, but alas with my mother there, that wasn't happening. She made sure I talked to no other, since I was "engaged" after all. I nearly spat the word, disgusted. He must have followed me home, and waited until the house was quiet before sneaking into my room. I was rather shocked. I giggled. At least so far my story looked promising, but we both knew it would end so horribly. At first, I wasn't sure whether to scream and run, or stick around and see what he wanted. I decided the latter. Back home, there were so many vampire burnings and witch hangings, they had become pratically festivals. I was amazed when he actually confessed he was a vampire. I'd thought for sure he would have been hiding in fear, but, he merely laughed and mentioned that he was to old and slick to be caught and actually killed. To bad that hadn't stayed true. So far, my tone was rather light, a little monotone, but, had Karasu not known better, perhaps he would have thought nothing had gone wrong. For several nights he came and visited. We spent so many nights together, and he never bothered to try and "deflower" me. One night, we were caught, by my older brother. He had sworn to keep it a secret, and when I thought he was loyal to his word, he spilled to my parents. They were, outraged, they changed my room, putting me in the far back of the house, top level with bars on the windows, and that ended our night sessons. For the most part. I still opened the window at night, and talked with him as he sat in the tree. The only difference had been, we could no longer lay together, but that wasn't going to keep up apart. Many times my father stormed in, but Cethin had fled before he could be caught. Damn, it seemed I was drawling on and on, but really I was just fighting off all of my emotions, trying to keep from getting down with the horrible part. The only way my parents saw fit to keep us apart, was to finally tie the knot between me and the spoiled brat. I was upset as I was informed later one night that I was to be wed the next morning. And to him, of all people. So, I fled, taking only the clothes on my back, and ran from my home. Cethin caught me in the forest, and I merely wept in his arms as I told him what they were planning to do. He was, outraged, and we ran back to his home. He wanted to turn me, he said it was the only way we could be together forever and to be sure that I could at least protect myself. Eventually, I relented, but, things went seriously wrong. Here, I paused to shudder, drawing in a shakey breath. Tears began to well as I drew into the climax of my story, trying to keep the image of him out of my mind, feeling the scars burn at my throat. I choked up a little bit, before starting again. We spent the night together, he promised that soon we would be wed, and in all my joy, finally had given myself to him. We were so happy. I loved him so much, and the second nightfall came, along with them. My parents had figured out I was gone that morning, when they had sent the chamber maid in to get me up and dressed. They were outraged, and spent the day riling the town up. They knew where I had gone, and lead everyone else to Cethins home. They flooded in, and in a panick, we both ran, or, tried to. He turned to defend us, and yelled for me to run, he said he'd join me soon enough, he just had to shake a few of them off. As I ran, I stole one glance over my shoulder, and knew it was over. They were on him, knives and guns ringing, all I could hear was him screaming "Run, run Evangeline. Dont stay run! " And. I did. I had finally choked it out. I fled like a coward into the wood, and stood on the edge, waiting for him to join me. I knew, but didn't believe. I waited, until they came for me an hour later. I could hear the dogs barking, but it didn't register. I could hear the men screaming, but I wasn't thinking. Our house was up in flames, and I was still waiting for him to join me. Tears slipped out of my eyes, but I didn't bother to hide them. Before long, they were on me too. I shuddered, trying to shake away the bad memories. They... I trailed off, eyes wide as I thought again and again, feeling like I was lost in my own movie. Did I want to confess my own rape to him? Not really, part of me feared he'd look at me in a different light, and I liked the way he treated me thus far. It was friends of Cethins who had shaken them off. They killed one or two, and the rest fled. They took me in, and so many times I tried to kill myself. They wouldn't allow me near our home, and though I knew he was dead, I still asked when he was joining me. Or so I was told. I don't remember much after then. His sister said I was a rather sad state, constantly talking of him like he was still alive, asking around when he would come back. She said, it was though I had alzheimers, but, I don't remember. Each time, she said, it killed her to have to smack me with reality again, until one night I had just broken down and wept in her arms. I do recall that night. I paused, taking a few shakey breaths.
I found out later that he had in fact survived that night, but they burned him at a pyre the following morning. After that, I came here. I don't exactly know why, something just drew me here, and I wanted to be away from a land that caused so many memories. Ever since then, I've been the hell bent little bitch nearly everyone hates I shrugged, wiping away the last remnants of tears from my cheeks, straightening my attitude a little more. Again, I felt so bitter towards the world, and I glared at our path. All to easily, I had pushed the memories away, a much easier feat to do now that he knew my story. Surprising, I would have thought it would have all been so hard to tell, but it flowed out of me like an unending river. I noted his smirk as I caught his little slip up, and a low chuckle sounded from me, as I sniffled and shivered. Why was I so cold suddenly? I had no idea, but I moved closer to him, resting my head against his chest. Define 'good' though. I mean I could be a good man, loyal, honest, brave. I could also be a good murderer so that I never get caught. All a matter of context mio tesoro. I snickered lightly. Smart ass. Well, thus far you've proven to be both. Though you may not realize it mon amour, you're quite the gentleman I teased, shifting up to kiss him lightly. A broad smile swept his face as I mentioned being no more than a rag doll, Now if I wanted something as boring as a doll don't you think I would just get one, find a human or would have left you to fight that imbecile in the club? I bit back a growl, I really didn't want to bring up the club incident. I would have escaped eventually. I huffed, crossing my arms and closing my eyes, looking away from him. And we both know just how boring humans are. Stupid beings. As for dolls, come now, do you really think a blow up peice of plastic could handle you? I teased, moving back to grin at him widely, feeling my mood lighten. I supposed I was in a better mood, having for once told someone my story. But, wait, didn't that mean I trusted him? To some extent, but then again, we were even, neither one of us had an upper hand on the other.
As close to perfection as I am, I still lack in some areas. If I didn't I'd be a god after all. I rolled my eyes. You are so egotistical! I laughed. Normally, such an attitude would have driven me insane, yet I didn't really mind. He was so slick and smooth with it, it really couldn't annoy me. Perhaps earlier it would have set me off, yet thus far I was still ok. If he decided to drawl on about it, well then, we'd have an issue. At my next comment, he froze, and I felt myself jolt. I gripped around his neck, hoping he wouldn't drop me, my eyes growing wide in shock as I noticed the baffled look upon his features, staring down at me wide eyed, mouth agape. What? Had, I done something wrong? No! By all means I didn't! Was he unamused by my new petname? I scanned his face, trying to read what was going on in his head. I leaned in for a kiss, and felt his so, soft and rather sweet. Strange, where had Karasu Rath gone? And who was I with now? I wasn't sure my take on this, but I was pretty sure I liked it. He laughed when I asked if that meant I was special, and through a quieter chuckle, his words came, Was that not clearly hinted back when we met mio amato? I snickered. Mio amato? What did that mean? I told you so. I teased, running my nose along his lips, before stealing another short kiss. Mio amato? I asked, raising a brow. He'd have to help me along here, I only knew one nickname of his thus far, and I felt a little saddened that I only had one for him. Though, mon amour rolled off my tongue so easily and fluently, one might have thought I had grown up in France itself.
I hardly stammered out an apology, before he interrupte me. Hush. He whispered, pulling me up to a kiss, silencing my lips with his. I stayed still for a moment, before closing my eyes, fighting back a tear that threatened to well in my eyes. So soft, sweet and passionate, one that I would have mistaken for a lover, yet I knew better. Thus far, he was still only tonight, though I wanted him for longer. Again, I felt pathetic, what had he reduced me to? I had no idea. Where had the fearsome Evangeline gone? I still searched for her myself. Who was I now? Victoria something inside my mind breathed, and I hissed a no back in reply. No, she died long ago.
Somewhere our darling lovely kiss had turned back into our little snakey tango, and I could feel his chest move in silent laughter as I told him not to nip. I giggled in response, and continued prying my way through him, figuring him out, piecing him together. I was all to content, much to trusting already, it worried me. Should it be a bother that I was pratically willing to give him my heart? What?! No! No no no. My mind slapped me around, wrestling the chains of my heart again, seeing as how somewhere it must have snuck free. But oh, how it wanted to love him, and yet, I wouldn't let it. It was always when you thought something good was happening, that you were crushed. I had learned that long ago. Though my mind giggled at the idea of running alongside the most dangerous vampire in all of this land, it definatly wouldn't allow such a thing to happen. He laughed as I pulled back, a small grin on my face as I did so, hearing his voice again. First of all mon ange bien-aimé d'obscurité, it seems I've been in all the wrong places at the wrong times. My gaze moved to his. Mon ange, it meant, my something. Something, what?! Damnit. I was frustrated with so many different names, ones that I didn't know. I'd have to get a dictionary soon enough if he kept this up. Mon ange bien-aimé d'obscurité? I puzzled myself, feeling that I had slightly failed at repeating it. Oh well. I had to be somewhat adorable, though the thought detered me, trying to piece his words together. And what do you mean, the wrong places at the wrong times? I puzzled again. I really hoped our stories weren't going to be running free again. There was no fun in two completly depressing people sticking around each other for the prospect of sex. Depressing sex if they weren't careful.
Second of all, if you don't stop shifting I will drop you, and I rather pride myself I've never dropped someone on accident. I giggled as he winked at me, sending a grin as well. I'll try to be good. No promises. But, it is a terribly long fall from here I laughed, noting just how high I really was from the ground. God, he was so terribly tall, I'd need a ladder for just about everything if he refused to bend down. Third, perhaps a bit of both, since it would take courage to consider me after you've seen what I can do and yet you do not know all that you likely should about me. He seemed rather calm, a bit, wise, like a professor. I rolled my eyes, allowing a playful grin to dance across my face. Good sir, did I not tell you earlier that I enjoyed playing with fire? Try me. I teased, kissing the tip of his nose, before leading down to steal his lips again. And, you don't know everything there is to know about me. You may know my past Now that I had so openly spilled my guts to him, But there's still quite a bit you don't know. I smiled and leaned back into his chest. Ha, take that, mister egotistical. I grinned inwardly with my thoughts. That name probably fit him, no? Never the less, I was still a mystery, one he'd have to piece together if he really wanted to. If. I doubted he did, and my mind was right to slash the chains of my heart and make them only shorter. Stupid little thing. Of course, our kissing fest still continued, and I noted his small amount of facial twitches as I played with his pants, feeling myself heat up with the danger. Just how much longer could I wait? I had no idea, but it seemed neither did he. Wouldn't dream of it. He murmured, veering off course. My breath caught, feeling, almost panicked, before he spoke again.
Shortcut, just remembered there was one, shouldn't take more than the better part of an hour now. He smiled, and I couldn't bite back the musical laughter that flowed from me. You couldn't have thought of this earlier? I teased, looking more than amused as I returned to kiss him again, leaving short kisses this time instead. I wanted this hour to go by as quickly as possible, distracting him would only take longer. Part of me longed to walk, but I was much to content in his arms. Would he be insulted if I wanted to step down? Probably. I settled against his chest, actually content with just laying here against him.
I have a proposition for you mio amato, what do you say, that after tonight that instead of just going our separate ways, we actually see how we'd get along, like dating, though nothing serious just in case it doesn't work between us. My gaze moved up to meet his as his shifted down to me. My breath caught in my throat. Normally, I wasn't one to go "Dreams do come true" blah blah, sappy shit. But, I was enthralled that he had asked. Really? Did this mean he wasn't in it for the sex? Did it mean I'd actually have someone to occupy my nights with instead of roaming the woods alone? Yes indeed it did! I smiled, feeling my heart race with such a proposition. I was hoping you'd ask I giggled, shifting upwards in his arms to steal his lips again. And I agree. Nothing serious, just in case. But, I'm not one for one night stands I shrugged. Nothing would make me happier at the moment I smiled, before leaning into his chest again, still in a happy shock that he had actually asked. How much longer would you estimate now? I asked curiously, still wanting to see the splendor of his home, if he didn't drop me first.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
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[Eri]

You know, in the end I bet there was more than one motive for every action we were making. One, we were clan leaders, looking at potential allies or enemies. Two, perhaps, just perhaps, it was because we wanted to know on personal levels, something that would only be used between us, not on clan fronts. At least I wouldn't. What was the purpose of blackmail? It was a cowards way of doing business. At least in my mind. Hear that? Oh no, wait you couldn't unless you were in my mind. Oh well.
You know, I actually wouldn't have minded releasing my tears, except that they had nowhere to really go and I hated not being able to not wipe my own tears away. It would have felt better at least. Though, I would have to worry about being reduced to a whining, sniveling little sop. No, perhaps for now it was best that I didn't cry. I flashed a small little smile, almost of gratitude when she told me to take my time. That was the thing, it was flowing forth so easily. I don't really think I could keep it from gushing out.
She flinched in my arms and I cast a rather worried look her way. Was it really so horrible? I suppose so. I'd just grown so used to it that it was normal to me. How sad? Not quite in reality. That story was how I came to be the true Karasu Rath, not the piddling little lordling I'd been. My jaw clenched at the sudden anger that swept me before being swept away by a bitter realization. If I'd never grown upset with my family I never would have left and met Asami, and if I had never met and lost Asami I would never have met the one in my arms. Vicious cycle in the end. And just think, if none of this had happened I'd like be a lazy ass lord somewhere, trying to keep a hold of everything. That thought irritated me even as she spoke.
The corner of my mouth twitched at first. I smiled softly and yet it was still full of a profound sadness when she mentioned me loving Asami, even unto this day. "Once someone worms their way into my heart it's hard for me to release them, even if we're parted by death." I murmured rather quietly before she started on her own tale. I grimaced slightly when she mentioned being promised to another. I knew how that went a little too well. Only with a vampire it was a little hard to avoid. I was silent though, letting her continue, getting started was always the hardest part anyways.
My mouth would twitch occasionally, sometimes in a brief flash of mirth at her story. She had always been young and rebellious huh? Why didn't that surprise me. Though her lover did, and for some reason I was curious about, and how I compared to him. Even though I was obviously better since you know, I was living and all. I wouldn't bring that up though, I knew when it was appropriate and when it wasn't. Of course sometimes I just didn't give a flying fuck, but you know, this was one of those times you didn't try to fuck with, unless you had some serious issues. Of course, I probably did have serious issues, oh well. I wondered for a moment if she hated the idea of being engaged, or merely not to the one of her own choosing? Of course that thought was promptly squashed by one that trailed along the lines of, why should I care? I could have laughed at one point. Someone was a cocky little son of a bitch wasn't he? Oh well. He wasn't a live anymore so it really didn't matter, and if he was then he wouldn't have been allowing me to take such liberties with the girl, of course I could have killed him, and had her anger turned on me. Oh well, guess things where left best as they where.
She continued on, even as my steps carried us further along. I admit I was likely going slower than I could have been going, but we were still making good time I figured. She shuddered and my gaze flew to her face and I knew I saw tears glistening there. Anger and pity flared within me. Guess this was a bad time to admit that I really didn't like to see women cry? I stayed silent though, and tightened my grip, almost trying to reassure, tell her that nothing was going to harm her, not while I was around. WHAT THE HELL?! I shouldn't even really care, but I did. Oh well. I'd just have to get over it, and myself.
She continued onwards, explaining how things went wrong. I forced back a growl when she commented on being a coward, and won, except for the low rumble in my chest. I was about to reprimand her, lightly of course, about she wasn't being a coward when I noticed her tears where actually spilling down. I sighed softly, bending my face towards her to lick her tears up. Not what I really wanted to do, but it meant I wouldn't have to see them. I knew the moment she trailed off that she was hiding something, what I didn't know and I didn't exactly care, it was her own choice to tell me what she willed. Just like I didn't have to tell her about how I'd discovered my immunity to the sun, or what had turned me so thoroughly against guys.
She seemed to be wrapping up her story, explaining how distraught she'd been. I knew that feeling all too well. I leaned down to place a light kiss on her forehead as she wiped away more tears. "Mio amato, you are no coward and just remember the fox that learns to run away lives to fight another day, and if need be I'll help you hunt down those that killed your beloved, but I won't touch them I have no right after all." I murmured, not exactly thinking, or even knowing if she'd taken care of that. Like I had never finished off with my own personal revenge, but that would come soon enough. Their scents where burned into my memory and I would find them. I would make them suffer a fate far worse than Asami ever had.
I chuckled slightly when she called me a gentleman before pressing her mouth to mine. "I suppose old habits die hard? Sometimes I regret being the son of an old lord, but you know, if I hadn't been, I wouldn't be me, and I wouldn't be able to get away with half the shit I do." I said with a smile that showed rather how happy I was to get off the subject of the past. Look, it's in the past, and the only way it can harm you, is if you dwelled in it. At least that's what I told myself when I was trying to do so long ago to get over Asami. It didn't always work, but sometimes, sometimes it did. She seemed mildly offended when I'd brought up the club. "I know ma cherie, but I saved you the time and effort." I said with a smile that had been known to sooth others, when I cared to use it. Why? I found anger such fun to toy with, watch them squirm and try to attack before they realized that they were no match for me in the end. I chuckled in agreement about how boring humans where. "Of course they are, and why do you think one isn't going to be sharing my bed tonight? And as for the doll, I've never had a need or want to use one, I rather find the idea to be lacking, I need a warm body that's willing to do some of the work after all." I said with an amused little smile. Heeey, the arrogance, it's sliding a little. Or maybe that's just me being optimistic. Oh well.
I laughed when she had, calling me egotistical. "I know, but ma cherie, you can't deny that on me, it's positively charming." Oh damn, there I went again. But she couldn't deny it. I had a charm about me, that when I really wanted someone or something, I got it. There was no ifs, ands, or buts. It was just a matter of when. She seemed rather worried that I was going to drop her. Not the case, at least I wouldn't drop her on purpose, except maybe onto my bed or something similarly soft. I still couldn't believe what she'd called me. My love. Was she serious? She spoke again, proving herself to be rather vain, but wasn't everyone in their own way? "I never contradicted you about it now did I?" I said with a wicked little smile but she wiped it away with a kiss. Alright, fine. Of course not seconds after we'd finished she asked what mio amato went. For some reason I was reluctant to reveal the true meaning. "It means my darling in Italian." I said simply. Close, very close to the true meaning of it, for some reason I felt that calling her my beloved in english, just wasn't right, not right now.
She seemed to be quiet, almost acting on autopilot though the fact that she kept exploring me with her tongue before she'd pull away. Oh how sad, done already? She asked me again what a little phrase meant, and I knew that I wouldn't translate it. No, I couldn't think fast enough of a phrase that would be harmless enough to pass off. Thankfully she spoke again, asking what I meant by another little phrase. "Simply that I could have likely saved him had I been in the area and known of it." I said with a rather nonchalant shrug. I didn't like humans standing up to their masters. Nothing more, nothing less. Though I suppose, back then, I would have saved them, and given them the chance to follow me or die. Simple as that. It's how I worked after all. Let them see what I was capable of, and then give others the chance to follow me and live, or die. I was a cold-hearted little bastard in the end. And yet.
I laughed a little at her comment. "Just remember, it's not my fault if you drop, I gave you a fair enough warning." I said with a smile. Of course I wouldn't let her, maybe let her think she was before I'd catch her. I loved toying with people at times after all. I chuckled at her comment about being a pyro. "Play with fire too much and you'll wet the bed you know." I said, with what should have been safely but I was holding back a chuckle. "Just like you only know a section of my past, but just remember mio amato, I will find out at some point, especially if I set my mind to it." The words themselves might have been threatening to someone else, but my tone was lighter, softer, almost making it a promise in a way. No, that wasn't the right word either. Oh well.
I eyed her calmly when she asked if I couldn't have thought of it earlier. "Rather hard, I had nearly forgotten that it even existed, I tend to roam alone and like the clarity of my thoughts so I tend to take the long way around places, plus mio amato, it wasn't back there." I said with a smirk, stating the obvious, or rather, what I felt was the obvious. She was settled against me, even as I prepared myself mentally for what I was almost sure would be her blowing up and restating that this was just to be a little one-nighter compared to something more. Suffice to say, I was surprised at her initial response. She had been waiting for me to ask? Humph, well, she wasn't very good at clueing people in to her intentions now was she? I pushed my bitter thoughts away even as she spoke again, explaining that she liked the idea. It seemed I had found myself a girlfriend. How strange that idea seemed anymore. I rather liked it. "Good." I murmured, mostly to myself and a bit to her. Simple, pathetic, and yet completely me. I smiled when she asked how far it was to go and I glanced up. "Well. you might be able to see the roof." I said, tilting my head forward as I sped up a little, recognizing the territory as my own. Amazing how quickly time could fly when telling stories. Oh well. At least it worked to distract us for some time.[/size]

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Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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Thus far, the trust we seemed to share was a little, unnerving. Honestly, I would have never spilled my past to another, and I doubted he did either. So, why? Why to each other? Was it some mystical force of fate, waving its hands over us and pushing us together? We seemed entirely to much alike, we should have hated each other. Hell, we probably both should have been bloody shreds of our former selves in the woods. If not done unto ourselves, at least the nemphilim twerp. That would have been an interesting battle, the three of us all against each other, unless we had decided that Karasu and I shared the same enemy, and sought to eliminate him first, before turning back on each other. How had my simple trek home turned into a night of sex and the ever slight bit of romance? It couldn't really be held, I was female after all. Being inside a mans arms, through the forest at night, under the stars, sharing our pasts, jesting back and fourth lightly when we weren't actually serious on conversation. Call me strange, but it was all a little too, easy. Again, shouldn't I have at least been dead? If not by Karasu, the Nephilim boy, then the guy in the club? And why had he bothered to save me in the first place? Honestly, I was nothing to him. If he had been in the same situation, would I have saved him? I grimaced, I probably would have stood back and watched to see where things went, before stepping in if they didn't play in his favor. But no, instead he had rushed fourth and instantly killed the brute. Strange, my head was swimming in thought, questions making like rabbits and multiplying all to quickly for my liking.
I noted the brief smile on his face as I reminded him that I was in no rush. We had time to kill, and I didn't particularly enjoy seeing him choke up on the story. Normally, if I had been in my correct mindset, maybe I would have tortured him with it, of course, I understood him too. Another thing, what are the odds of such a chance? A light smile fell across my face, though I could feel a small amount of, pity, concern, sadness, all fit and none did, welling inside of me. I pressed myself to his chest, almost as in reassurance. I prayed he wouldn't actually cry, I wasn't sure I could handle that. Most men found crying a weakness, something "only girls did", but I viewed it from a different stand point. Was it a crime to feel pain, frustration, hurt and loss? Was it a crime for a male to show emotion? Alright, not the little sobbing fest and sniveling with the deep breathing that sounded like you were in the middle of painful intercourse, that was just annoying as hell, even from a girl. But, a show of empathy? To show that he did in fact, feel things as everyone else around him did? My gaze shifted up again, waiting to see small crystal droplets dotting his face, but none came. He seemed to be fighting them off pretty well, and another twang of pity hit me. Was he just trying to stay strong? If anything, he had disproved himself in such a manner, not like I minded. Why was I so soft all of a sudden? Oh, right, I knew what it was like, the pain he felt. I was ready to brush away any tears of his, whisper that it was alright, show him I understood, but the chance never arose, and instead my gaze watched his features carefully as I remained close to him.
I barley caught the look of concern as I winced in his grip, trying to keep away the bad memories and even worse fantasys, if one could indeed call them that. I did nothing, I made no movement, except for closing my eyes and exhaling deeply. Such a touchy topic, such a delicate matter. As I spoke, softly, as though my voice walked on eggshells, I noticed the small smile that lit his face, yet it didn't hold the same light that the others had. It seemed, sadder, though the world was dragging down the tips of his mouth as he fought to keep them up. Once someone worms their way into my heart it's hard for me to release them, even if we're parted by death. I nodded, shifting my gaze down to the ground that moved swiftly below us. Immediatly, my gaze snapped up, and I shifted slightly, moving so I could meet his gaze a little easier. I slid my lilly white hands to his face, one taking each side as my thumb moved slowly over his left cheek, the touch soft as it barely hovered over his flesh. I searched for something in his eyes, I had no idea what it was, but I wanted to know something, yet I didn't. Karasu. It's, alright to cry sometimes I murmured softly, moving my hands down to his chest, hovering on either side of him. My head moved forward as my hair spilled over my shoulders, pressing my forehead to his as I inhaled a shakey breath, closing my eyes. I had no idea what I was doing, but underneath my right palm, faintly I thought I could feel the beat of his heart. I shifted, stealing his lips with mine into a soft yet passionate kiss. Would I think of him any less if he did? No, if anything I would think of him more.
Starting my own story was proved to be a bit more difficult than I had thought, but once I picked a point, it easily played out of my mouth, the images moving across my eyes like a picture show, my voice the narrator. I noted his small grimace when I had mentioned my arranged marriage. Yes, indeed that was what the people of my time had still believed in, they had forced it actually. Even the churches pressed and pressed. He should have known about such things, shouldn't he? After all, he was much older than I, was he not? It spilled fourth out of me like an unending river, and my gaze moved back and fourth, between his face, the path, and my hands in my lap, toying with each other as I gave fourth some of my past. I had reached the climax of my story, and the tears had begun to spill. I couldn't help them, and I cursed them. But, had I not thought it better for Karasu to do so? I supposed, even though I had thought it the better for him, to me it only seemed, pathetic and weak. It was expected of me, due to the fact that I was "female" I suppose it was intended that I show emotion. Which, I hated. How many years had I gone as the one girl who had only felt anger? Every motive, every action, every word I spoke, had been drenched in anger and a twisted grin, it bothered me that tonight of all nights, I be, different? It fit and didn't. I felt his grip tighten around me, and for a moment, I had paused, pressing my hands to his chest as I leaned against him, resting my head in his side, continuing on afterwards. As I continued on, I could feel a small rumble deep within him, and though I pondered where it had come from, I didn't bother to ask. My eyes moved open as I felt something coming closer, to notice his face. I was certain he was going to steal another kiss, but his next action surprised me.
His warm tongue moved over my cheek, licking away the tears, and my eyes closed. Was I, disgusted? Moved? Did the motive make me happy, or did I simply want to blanche and give him the utter "what the hell was that?" look. He moved away, and I stayed expressionless. For some reason, it, bothered me. I knew he had meant well, but, I wasn't thrilled by the aspect. I pushed it aside, he had meant well, and I wiped away the saliva and last remnants of whatever "tears" were left. I shot him a small grin, trying to ease out of the subject. Nice to see I'm tasty in more way that one I laughed, running a hand under my eye again, feeling something wet still linger there. I finished with a heavy sigh, and he moved down to place a kiss on my forehead, one that sent a small tingle through my body. Mio amato, you are no coward and just remember the fox that learns to run away lives to fight another day, and if need be I'll help you hunt down those that killed your beloved, but I won't touch them I have no right after all. He murmured softly, and I smiled with a small sniffle, running my hands over my arms as I thought the night grew colder. Perhaps it was just my inactivity, I was just laying around afer all. Though I had smiled, my heart wasn't in it, and I cast a sad glance down to the earth. But, I am. Had I stayed, had I fought back with him, perhaps we would have stayed alive, or at least shared the same fate. My voice was a bit hollow, and my eyes moved up to see his features again. Why is it fair for one to die for another? And the other go on living? I breathed, mostly rhetorical. Deep down inside, I knew it wasn't right by any means. Another brief hollow smile filled my face for a moment, and I glanced down again. Thank you for the offer, but they were all human. I'm certain that if the rest of the coven didn't get them, they're dead now anyways I allowed a smile this time, one that wasn't so empty, and shivered again. Damn it, depression always made me feel so, numb, I supposed that was why I felt so cold.
Karasu chuckled at my next comment, before I had silenced him with a kiss. He waited until I had moved away, before speaking again. I suppose old habits die hard? Sometimes I regret being the son of an old lord, but you know, if I hadn't been, I wouldn't be me, and I wouldn't be able to get away with half the shit I do. Royalty now? Old royalty, but non the less, he was, a prince? What a strange concept to me. I thought back to my past, what had I been exactly? I hadn't been dirt poor, if I recalled, I had just been above the "poor" label, my family hardly squeaking into "middle class". But, royalty? Such a thing was, foreign to me. I pondered what it really meant, before shrugging it off. What did it mean now? Nothing. Why did I care? In truth, I didn't. He shot down a smile that made me grin and shake my head a little bit. You haven't gotten away with anything by my means because of your heiritage, I snickered. No, you've gotten away with it because you're too damn cute and I like your attention. Shut up. I hissed to myself, before returning my attention back to him. Up until this point. I had no idea. I shrugged like it was nothing. It was, nothing. Out of all the things I could care less about him, that was probably one. I was never one for the whole "prince on a noble steed" deal. I was happy with whomever would simply hold me and pay attention to me. I pondered if he'd be insulted to know that I was hardly inside of "middle class" years ago, and decided not to bring it up. Had I been good and married to my parents will, I would have been well set. The only thing I had back then was looks, and the only thing your parents really cared for was how much money the suitor had, and who was willing to nearly buy you from them.
I know ma cherie, but I saved you the time and effort. He flashed a rather charming smile, one that smoothed over the small buff he had made, and I couldn't help but smile. Well, he had saved himself too. Who knew how long it would have taken me to get out of said situation? The longer he waited, the longer he was put off. I thought about mentioning it to him, as a mere joke, but thought it wiser to leave it out of our conversation. If you say so, I teased, before moving up to kiss him, being a little more serious, But, thank you I breathed, settling back down against his chest. The thought had never occured to me, but I realized that, he had saved me twice. The annoying little brat, and the male in the club. How, annoying. The boy I could have taken, the male I hadn't been so sure. Maybe eventually I would have gotten away, actually, I knew I would have. I was to slick, and my openings were constantly flying open as fast as they did shut. On top of the fact, I was damn near invincible. I had taken everything by storm, no doubt I could have handled him, even if it meant playing into him for a while until I could get a good grip around his throat with my fangs, or slip away into the darkness, as much as I hated it. Was that not my plan earlier with Karasu? My gaze moved up to him again, smiling briefly. Yeah, look where that had gone. He chuckled in agreement with my following comment, his voice moving across the night sky effortlessly, Of course they are, and why do you think one isn't going to be sharing my bed tonight? And as for the doll, I've never had a need or want to use one, I rather find the idea to be lacking, I need a warm body that's willing to do some of the work after all.
I couldn't help but scoff at this, sending him a grin. You know, earlier you seemed pretty intent on being, dominant, shall we say? Earlier. I raised a brow to him. He couldn't have even handled being on the bottom, not that I had liked it any better, but more or less. I wished for a fleeting moment that I could recall what he had said in the forest, he had made some remark when I had told him not to throw his back out, and allow me control of the reins. Now it seemed I couldn't remember. Damn it. Ah well, the smirk on his face amused me, and I couldn't help but grin. When I had mentioned again his egotistical-ness, his laugh chimed in with mine, and I was pleased to see that it amused him. I know, but ma cherie, you can't deny that on me, it's positively charming. Gods, if he could become any more arrogant and egotistical. I snickered with his comment, kissing his collar bone lightly. I wasn't complaining I winked, pulling away. Perhaps this would have been one of the moments where I lead him on, teased him into the bedroom, but I was still in his arms, admiring his smooth pace through the forest as the ground slid swiftly beneath us. I never contradicted you about it now did I? I took his lips again, even as he shot a wicked little grin my way. I pulled away with a smirk, eyebrow perching perfectly upon my face, almost like I was in question, more or less I just felt slick and cocky. No, but, I still told you so. I teased. Would this end in an "I told you so" battle of wits? I rather hoped so, I'd be amused, which is what he would want no doubt.
We had to keep one thing straight, it was always in the better interest of another to keep me amused. Without that, well, I had nothing to stick around for. I waited for a translation, but he seemed to be holding something back. It means my darling in Italian. I scanned his face, trying to see if he was telling the truth. But, what purpose would he have to lie? I simply smiled, what could I say to him in all honesty? Dammit. I had to figure something out for all of these little pet names. Instead, I moved in for our saucy "tango" and pulled away later rather reluctantly. Ah well. It seemed he'd ignored my first question, skipping to my next one. Simply that I could have likely saved him had I been in the area and known of it. I frowned lightly. I hadn't told him where I had lived, so how would he know that? Oh, well, then again he said not the right place or time. Ah, alright then. Thats kind of you Karasu, but I don't think there was anything anyone could have done. I shrugged. And I wouldn't have asked such a thing of you anyways. Cethin had a thing against asking favors. I supposed that was why he stayed solitary. I never exactly found out why, but, I hadn't minded then. He would have been upset, even if he had lived, to know that another guy had saved him. But, lets no longer talk about such topics. They depress me, and tonight, I want to be happy, I smiled, brushing my finger tips across his cheek, before leaning in for a fiery kiss. Optomistic much? What had happened to the drab, dreary, hateful Eve?
He laughed as I noted exactly how far up I really was from the ground, imagining the short amount of pain that would ripple me if he in fact let go. Just remember, it's not my fault if you drop, I gave you a fair enough warning. He finished with a smile, and I grinned. It is to your fault! I teased with a laugh at the end. I glanced at the ground again, watching it move with his swift pace, before turning back to him. I moved closer, as close as I could, wrapping my arms around his neck, hiding my face in the crook of his shoulder. You know, even if you did let me go, there's no saying I'm not going to cling on for dear life. I giggled. Would he keep moving if I did in fact fall? What a site that'd be! I didn't like it, but no doubt he'd probably laugh, until I strattled his legs and caused us to fall. Then, I'd be highly amused. As long as he didn't fall on me, which I knew he would, and caused a small frown. Seemed like there wasn't really a way to actually win, but I shrugged it off and a smile lit my face. Another musical laugh sounded from his lips as I mentioned that I like playing with fire. Did he doubt me? Play with fire too much and you'll wet the bed you know. I glanced at him, an amused look on my face. But, I'm in your bed tonight. The fire had better not try and scare me to much then, yes? I teased lightly, though I was disgusted at the thought of bedwetting. Besides, thats something only kids do I snuffed, And by all means, I'm far from a child. I grinned lightly, moving in to kiss at his jaw, slowly sliding my lips up, and nibbling lightly at his ear.
Just like you only know a section of my past, but just remember mio amato, I will find out at some point, especially if I set my mind to it. His voice was light, and I was feeling his mood. Rather happy tonight, weren't we? Of course! I glanced at him, thinking for a moment. Was that, a promise? I had no clue, but I merely grinned, fangs flashing in the light of the moon as I did so. You'll only find out what I want you to know mon amour. If there's something I don't want someone to know, they won't. And no amount of brute force, violence, scheming or anything of the like will con it out of me. I winked, trying to keep the same tone as him, yet it seemed mine was a bit more, serious. I hadn't meant it in such a way, but if he thought I was an open book, he was dead wrong. He knew only of my past, and so far that was all he was going to know about me, until he had proved earning otherwise. He seemed rather, unamused, as I jested him about the path, his gaze falling on my features cooly. Rather hard, I had nearly forgotten that it even existed, I tend to roam alone and like the clarity of my thoughts so I tend to take the long way around places, plus mio amato, it wasn't back there. I nodded. Strange, another, thing in common? Do you roam often? It popped out of me before I had even thought of it, and I glanced down for a moment. Ah well, couldn't live in the past, right? More or less, I was wondering how often he roamed his forest, as I did mine. Were we just two evil masterminds muttering under our breaths to ourselves at the same time? Did he ponder and con as I did, plot and plan?
Strange as it was, I never imagined that another had possibly done the same thing as me. So commonly in the night I could be seen in the forest, muttering to myself. Maybe not seen, more or less I had loved the tranquil serenity the woods offered, a quiet place where nothing dared to bother me. But, on the opposite side of town, had there been another? A tall auburned hair male, doing the same as me? Strange. Destiny, or fate? Which had decided to introduce us? I supposed neither, and in all honesty, I had no idea the difference between the two. Never the less, the thought never occured to me. Our similarities, it was, strange, and what the hell ever happened to "Opposites attract"?! I was, detered by my thoughts, but pushed them away. He spared me naught a glance as I accepted his offer, instead he kept going, and only one word sounded from his lips. Good. He murmured, though he seemed rather distant. My gaze moved to his face, almost a glare. Good?! I tossed back at him. Good. Really? I was only worth "good"? Interesting. I set my jaw. Oh, fuck. Happiness seemed to be fleeting as the old Evangeline returned. Oh, damn. If he wasn't careful, he'd be in for it. He could have offered something back, even a smile along with that 'good' would have been suffice, but instead he seemed lost in thought, or maybe fantasys, who knew? Good. It bothered me. Why? I had no idea. I had just complied with him, and he acted like it was no big deal. I complied with no one! Goddamit!
I crossed my arms, glaring out at the path. I didn't want to look at him for the time being. In all honesty, yeah I was a little bit pissed off. I could have just said "Fine" or "Yeah sure" but instead I had told him something a little sweeter. Better yet! I could have told him to fuck off and gone off the deep end, and crushed him! Dammit. Unappreciative much? Maybe it wasnt clear exactly who he had with him at the moment, but my clan would have killed me, thinking I was some imposter. I glanced at him when I had asked how much longer, feeling it was only fair to make a little eye contact when talking. He smiled, glancing up, but I merely turned away again, glaring at the forest before us, not bothering to even make an attempt at returning a smile. Well. you might be able to see the roof. I shifted a little, looking to see if I could make out the outline, and before long I had found it. A darkened shape against the dark blue sky, its edges neat and straight, enough so I could tell it was clearly man, or well, vampire made. I sighed and leaned against him again, yet I kept my gaze diverted until I could cool off. Leave it to me to get pissed off over one word. I supposed it wasnt the word, more or less he seemed, unenthusiastic about it. Like, "Oh, alright cool." I didn't do guys like that. I didn't want to sound like a goddamn princess, but, I felt I deserved a little better treatment. I felt his pace quicken, and I sighed again, resting my head against his broad chest, closing my eyes. Good. I murmured, feeling my mood go from pissed to neutral, calming down a little bit as I took in his scent.
At the occasion, I should have been happy. I supposed, I had a "boyfriend" now. The idea was so, foreign to me. The word itself, bothered me. I had no idea why, possibly because I had never actually had one before? I had had a fiance, and a lover, but never, a "boyfriend." Dare I call him my lover instead? But, there was no love. Right? I frowned inwardly, there had to be some other, nickname for him. I couldn't settle on "boyfriend" it seemed so, human-esque to me. Immature, like we were in high school. Again, I frowned, this time perhaps it etched upon some of my features, since I felt my brow furrow a bit, and my lips twitch. There just, had to be something else besides the "b" word. I'd think on it, no doubt something else would come, and with a sigh, my eyes fluttered open again, glancing around, noticing the lights of the manor. Is that it there? I breathed. Stupid question, of course it was, but I didn't want to think on my thoughts. I wanted a distraction, I supposed the hopeful splendor of his home would have to do.

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
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You know, it'd dawned on me, the trust we held for each other. It was immense considering how little of a time we'd known each other. I'd had a companion for some years, and I had never told her what I'd told this one in mere hours. That thought made my mind buzz. What was it about this girl? I rather didn't like the fact that she had some sort of power over me. Though I suppose we were both even since we'd both admited the one thing that was to be a deepest secret, well, at least it was one of mine. I would bet it was rather similar for her as well. Come now, our histories gave others an insight into what made us tick, a weakness in some ways. Hence why I didn't allow mine to both me entirely too much. It was strange how well we actually got along, especially when normally our personalities would clash. Of course, we had, in the beginning, before I'd found a way to make her melt. Huh, weird that she hadn't tried to bite my head off again. Not that I was really, truly complaining, I knew that fire was still lurking in her and hadn't been exstinguished yet. I'd be sad when that happened too, I'd lose my interest. Guess I'd just have to make sure that that never happened so long as she was with me.
I glanced down at her when I felt her pulling herself closer, like she was trying to comfort me. I smiled softly. There had to be something there. So many I had known would have simply laughed at me. Hell, even when she took my face in her hands and I could feel her thumb stroking my cheek my eyes had closed and I sighed softly, leaning into her hand lightly. There was something I had been missing for some time. The comforting touch of a woman. I chuckled softly when she told me it was ok to cry. "I know mio tesoro, but I really don't feel like marring either of our outfits." I said with a wry grin. Hey, I think it was time to get over it and be cheerful once again I believe.
I knew better than to interrupt her as she spoke, so I settled simply for facial expressions. Actions speak louder than words anyways. Her tears though, made me wish I had another hand to wipe the tears away, it really did. She didn't seem to know what to make of my action, and I laughed lightly at her comment. "That's simply because I didn't feel like dropping you so I could use my hand." I said, still rather light-heartedly. I frowned slightly though. "You were newly fledged though, every vampire is weak when they're newly made. If you'd had lingered you very likely would have been in the way and he would have died sooner, to protect you. Running was the best option." I sighed slightly at her question why one always seemed to die and the other kept going. "It's not fair, not in the least, but I suppose I'll tell you what kept me going, the thought that perhaps one day I'll find the reincarnation of Asami and I'd hate to see the hatred she bore towards me if I tried to end my existance and had missed her coming again." I said calmly. Yeah, bigger sap that others took me for in the end of things I suppose. I smiled ever so slightly. "But what if they have children or grandchildren? I've found striking at those closest who have harmed me often the most delicious of past-times since the others wind up completely powerless as they watched their loves being torn into shreds, or even the thought of it if they're watching from above." Ahhh, there was the cruel mastermind that was Karasu Rath, I was starting to miss him. Kind of, I rather liked that I could lower my gaurd a bit around her, something I wasn't really used to. Oh well, seems I'd be getting used to a lot of new things. Not that I was going to complain, too much. New was exciting after all, and I needed some excitement in my life. Oh wait, wasn't that why I was trying to take control of all vampires within the lands? No, that was for an entire different purpose, this, this was different on an entire different level. This was personal pleasure and perhaps gain, but that would require me to be patient and see how everything worked out after all.
If I hadn't known any better, I would have said she was dumbfounded by the fact that I was indeed nobility. I very likely could have been a king if I had so desired, I just hadn't. Power hadn't been my calling card when I was younger, not until after I had lost Asami and realized how weak I was. Things had changed then. I chuckled at her comment of how I wasn't getting away with anything because I was the son of a lord and again when she mentioned not knowing it until just now. "But mio tesoro, it's because of how I was raised that I know how to push the boundaries between the kind and gentle lord and the arrogant and pompous lord, and it's a game I enjoy quite a bit." I said with a smile. Ah yes, I really was an arrogant asshole, but I knew at what level to gentle myself out a bit before returning the me that I so loved.
You know, thinking back, I suppose there were alterior motives for me saving her, but the one that mattered to me, and that I chose to claim was my sole purpose. I wasn't about to let another woman that I was with, even if just for the night, to be raped and beaten in front of me. No, I was stronger than that. I could prevent that from happening ever again! Of course I wouldn't tell her that, though more than likely she could figure it out for herself since I had told her I'd seen Asami being raped and beaten in front of me. She spoke before cutting off any words with a quick kiss before she spoke again. I wouldn't deny it, I was mildly surprised at her words. I hadn't expected her to thank me. It did keep me from making a rather biting remark at least. "You're quite welcome mio tesoro." I said easily. Oh yes, I really was a charmer when I tried to be I suppose. Perhaps I should try more often? Nah, then I'd have all the women, and the bi and gay men trying to batter down my doors to get to me, and I'd be damned if I'd let any of them actually succeed.
I laughed lightly when she mentioned me being dominant. "But mio amato, there's a rather large difference between a ragdoll, an encourager and a dominant person." I commented, my tone actually filled with laughter. There really was, and I didn't like two types of people for the most part. One because they were entirely too boring, the other because I filled that role. I needed someone that would encourage my best from me, not someone that would simply lie there and take it, I grew bored too quickly. And I didn't need another dominant person because it would turn from sex into a fight, and the other's death. Guess I was kinda picky. Oh well. I had every right to be too! I mean I couldn't go around handing myself out to every little harlot that wanted a piece of me. No, then it wouldn't be as special to those that actually got it, plus after me, those women would never be able to find another compare. Such a pity, almost made me want to torment the guys in the fact that they'd never be able to compare to me. I smiled at her comment of not complaining. "Glad to hear that, I don't like whiners." I said with a smile. Well, rather I couldn't stand them, and I made them stop, a sword through a neck normally cut everything off afterall. I chuckled when she decided we were going to get into an 'i told you so' type fight. I shook my head slightly, still smiling slightly. "Just like I told you that you'd be hard pressed to find another compared to me." I said with that calm, almost infuriating smile I so loved to flash at times. I shrugged slightly when she mentioned that it was kind of me and that I very likely couldn't have done anything. That was hitting a bit below the belt. "I don't always have to do things in return for things you know ma cherie." I said calmly before she spoke about wanting to lighten the topic. "Fair enough mio amato." I said even as she leaned up for a passionate kiss, which I returned eagerly, nipping a little, wishing that we were already in my bed.
A look of mock indignation flashed across my face when she said it would be my fault. "I'm not the one squirming around now I am? Unless you want me to give you a reason to squirm?" I said, my tone dropping a little as I lowered my face towards her as a broad smile turned up the corners of my mouth. I laughed when she mentioned that she was going to very likely be clinging to me. "And then you'd likely trip me and we'd end up tumbling all over each other in the ground and who knows where that'll go. Of course knowing us." I said, trailing off. It was obvious where it would lead to. At least I figured it would be. I smirked at her comments of her wetting the bed. "I would be sorely displeased if you were to loose control of your bladder like that, plus I'm not going to try and scare you, unless you seriously piss me off....or manage to kick me out of my bed." I said with a laugh. Ah, yes, I suppose I was in a better mood than I thought I would be.
She didn't seem to take my jest as well as I would have hoped. At least her tone told me that much. I did chuckle lightly. "But that's the thing, I have all the time in the world and I'm more patient than others realize." I said with a smile. Time, patience and trust. Who needed force? Not I. I was mildly surprised to hear her ask if I roamed often. "More often than is likely good for my well-being." I offered in reply, tone rather neutral. I mean I wasn't ashamed of how much I roamed, but it proved how much I was alone. Of course it was a wonderful time to sit and think, nobody else to disturb you. To forget yourself for some time before having to go back to the rigors of being a public figure. Or at least a non-public public figure since nobody was to truly know that my clan existed. We retrained power in our silence after all.
I knew as soon as the word fell from my lips it was the wrong thing. I grimaced slightly even as she all but spat the word back at me. Damage control time. "I'm sorry, it's such a pathetic word, but there's no adequate way to truly convey how I feel." I said in a softer tone, offering her a gentle smile. It was true, at least for my part. I didn't really know how to convey my emotions right now and as such they had withdrawn into me. This was a new step, a step I had promised myself I would never even attempt to make. Huh, the first promise I'd gone back on in so many centuries. She was looking away from me though. Huh, great start, but at least we were getting the fights out of the way early no? I wasn't about to let her go so easily. No, she was a once in a lifetime catch as far as I was concerned anymore. Never had there been a girl that could actually bicker with me like she dared to. Never had there been one that wasn't scared of me, or at least never showed it out-right. It was unheard, and I wanted that for myself. Greedy little bastard I was. Heh, guess some things really do never die.
She seemed to be relaxing, or rather calming down a little. I could plainly see my home and the sight made me smile softly. I loved my home and the freedom it provided me. "I'll give you a proper tour later if you'd like." I said with a smile. "I'd give you one right now, but I think we both have a rather more urgent need." I continued with a rather broad smile. One eyebrow lited slightly when she asked if the looming shape was indeed my home. I bit back a smart ass remark, I knew I was still likely treading on thin ice. "Quite so, it's a lovely place, even for being so large." I said softly, before lengthening my stride.
I took a rather deep breath when the scents of the orchard wafted over me and I felt like taking a nap amongst the trees during the day. It was a favored past-time. Pity I couldn't stop right now, but instead I moved up to the front door, pausing to look down at her. "Ready to see my humble abode?" I asked with a smile. "You'll have to get the door though." I said with a small laugh considering my hands were currently full, with her of course. I paused for a moment, trying to remember what sights would greet us. Oh right, just a massive hallway that would branch into other rooms and hallways and lining the walls where various suits of armor that I myself had collected, or even worn, along with an array of weapons behind the armor sets. Not exactly tasteful, but it was me at the end of the day.[/size]

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Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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I shifted closer as he spilled his story, noting how he choked on himself and sighed, leaning into him with a silent reassurance. Why? Why was I so, compassionate about this? For so many years I had been adament towards others, I would have never allowed them in, nor would I have allowed themselves to do as they were doing now. Spilling his story? I should have been extremely apathetic towards him, I should have been taunting him, jeering and sneering like my normal nasty self. No doubt though, my compassionate mood would be ephemeral, and I'd be back stronger than ever. Hopefully. However, as I shifted up to cradle his face between two lilly white palms, I noted his mood shift. Soft puddles of blue fluttered closed as he leaned into my touch, sighing softly. I merely held him for a moment, pressing my forehead to his as I waited for a resound. A soft perspicuity chuckle sounded from him, and my eyes merely opened enough to see his, I know mio tesoro, but I really don't feel like marring either of our outfits. I smiled softly, a brief one that lit my face before I moved in to kiss him strongly. Well, then thank you. I bemused, sensing the want to lighten the topic for a moment. I am rather fond of this dress I laughed lightly, running my hands along the sides of it. I regressed from him in a rather dour manner, moving to his chest before spinning my own tale, one I felt could hardly compare to his. His made mine look so, tenuous, in comparison. I sighed, and spun it for him anyways, noting his small facial expressions as I did so. At least he wouldn't interrupt me, questions could be saved for later of course.
A light laugh sounded from him, as I noted dryly his licking. That's simply because I didn't feel like dropping you so I could use my hand. I smirked in reply, stiffling a giggle as I did so. He didn't allow me enough time to slip in a comment, a frown marking his features before he cut me off, You were newly fledged though, every vampire is weak when they're newly made. If you'd had lingered you very likely would have been in the way and he would have died sooner, to protect you. Running was the best option. I sighed, hanging my head. No. I promised him I'd be by his side no matter what. I went back on that, right when he could have needed me most, I ran. New or not, it was still a cowardly thing to do, and its only because of that that I'm here now. He should have either been with me, or we both should have suffered the same fate. It would make things, morally correct. I nodded. I was, ridiculously faithful. If one had struck my fancy, and returned the favor, I was bound to stay by his side no matter what had happened. Did this mean the same for Karasu? As of now, yes. Sure, we were only dating as of now, but I wouldn't look at another male, not a thought would cross my mind. Not that they had anyways, but it was the idea of it that was nice. Promising. He'd see eventually, it wouldn't matter if a God himself came down to take my hand and heart, I would deny him. Ridiculous, right? Ah well. I was now his spaniel, not the nicest pick of the litter I had to confess. I wouldn't be treated like a dog, but I'd take some of his shit and give him my own, and stay loyal at the same time. Hot damn, I was a mess beyond all belief, wasn't I?
He sighed softly at my rhetorical questions, and instantly I knew he'd have a remark. Curse me for opening the door. It's not fair, not in the least, but I suppose I'll tell you what kept me going, the thought that perhaps one day I'll find the reincarnation of Asami and I'd hate to see the hatred she bore towards me if I tried to end my existance and had missed her coming again I glanced up at him. Reincarnation, eh? Interesting point of view I supposed. I personally didn't care for faiths, little aspects such as his, but I'd make no comment on it. Partially, it sounded a bit ridiculous, but who was I to judge? My whole existance lived on the anger I still faced towards the world, it was who I was. Sad, no? He at least had a reason to keep pushing. Me? Well, I just made excuses. You smell funnyDeathYou remind me of an attacker.DeathYou share the same last name as someone who killed my dearly departured.Utter Death. I sighed. What had I been living? Better yet, why the fuck was I thinking about it now of all times? I shook the thought away. Fuck it. Fuck him, fuck the world, damn it all to hell twice and call it a day. I never thought of things like that, I stated blankly. So that meant, if he did, indeed find her, he'd be gone, right? Like a bat out of hell? My gut wrenched at the idea, and I felt my heart sink a little. Why did it bother me so much? Probably because I'd no longer have him, even if we were just trying each other out, I still liked him, thus far. It would also mean, I'd be alone, again, while he'd have somebody. Anger twisted inside of me at the thought, going back to loneliness, and I merely gritted my teeth, feeling my fangs grind against the smaller incisor below it, glowering a bit.
Why was I so bitter suddenly? Jealousy of his hope, his faith? Perhaps. I'd still stay silent about it, I really had nothing to say. I mean, I could have called him stupid and insulted him, but I knew better. Whatever, it probably filled the void, mine stayed open. I actually partially hoped that Cethin wouldn't come back. Ever. As cruel as it sounded, I had no idea what I'd do if he did. Plus, he'd be younger than me, and probably look different. Even if he was the same, him being younger than me? No, no matter how much I had once loved him, no matter how much I loved him then, there'd be no way. Already I was two hundred something past his death. I'd be quite the cougar to do so, wouldn't I? I blamed my current mood on jealousy, and moved on, listening as he spoke. But what if they have children or grandchildren? I've found striking at those closest who have harmed me often the most delicious of past-times since the others wind up completely powerless as they watched their loves being torn into shreds, or even the thought of it if they're watching from above. I sighed, wincing a little. Why had I come here? Oh, right. I had been wanted, a wanted murderer. What had they called me? Gosh, if only I could have remember. Where had the carnage started? My family, right. In all honesty, I was deranged. I had no idea what I was doing, except the emense power I felt and the pain of my loss. Right, father, mother, and the last of my brothers. They had been home, right? Right, yes, it was near the holidays, wasn't it? I could remember the brisk coldness of the night, unless I was just nervous. Then where had it gone? I winced. My only friend, yes, I had killed her too. I hadn't meant to, she was just at the wrong place at the wrong time. I pushed away her screams, moving on. Then where? The men. A few had been killed that night, but then, I had polished off their familys. Young children. That was when I had discovered my small, festish, for killing toddlers and the like. Their wives were no fun, the children were so easily tormented. I shuddered. Then where? Right, the rest of the men, I had plowed through nearly half of the population of my home town, before being stopped by the rest of the coven. Why? Well, in short I was depleating our blood supply without even realizing it. They're all dead. I murmured grimly. The children. The wives. The close family. Grandfathers and grandmothers. They all fell under my hand. I stared off into the distance dryly, recalling those nights. Did I miss them? Or did I love them? I didn't appreciate almost being caught, that was for sure. That one had been a close one. But, part of me longed for the carnage again. Goddamn, what was I thinking, becoming? Oh, right. Me.
For years I've sought out the rest of their bloodlines, and slowly extinguished them one by one. There's only a few more I know of. I'll go hunting again for more names when those few are gone I shrugged. Well, welcome to my private affairs, please feel free to pick up a bag on your way in. You know, incase you can't handle some of the darker parts of my mind. Though, I had to confess, these weren't even remotely the darkest parts of my mind. Hell, these looked like an angels thoughts compared to my usual thought process. Disturbing, eh? He chuckled as I mentioned that he wasn't getting away with any special favors just because he was royalty. Or so he claimed. But mio tesoro, it's because of how I was raised that I know how to push the boundaries between the kind and gentle lord and the arrogant and pompous lord, and it's a game I enjoy quite a bit. He finished with a smile, and slowly my gaze shifted back to him. I sighed, trying to keep my cool. Was I mad at him? No, I didn't think so, however I didn't appreciate his rubbing in about his nobility. Is that where you also learned to become an arrogant egotistical asshole? I smirked wryly, allowing a slow malice chuckle. Ouch, what the hell was that? Gods I was terribl nasty, like he had earned such a thing? He was being rather nice after all. I sighed, More or less, I was a bit more serious now, hoping he'd pick up that my prior comment was a mere joke, Everyone has different boundaries. Just because you know how to test them, doesn't mean you should I laughed lightly, a bit amused at his idea. Testing boundaries, was that something I did?
No, usually my boundaries were the ones being tested, and I was the one blowing up. Mine were, terribly short, I commonly blew up before I knew what was good for me. Ah well, I was who I was, and I wasn't changing any bit for anyone at anytime. He seemed a bit surprised as I thanked him. Well, what was I suppose to do? He was getting me in bed again anyways, so what the hell did he care? I supposed I was thanking him in ways more than one. You're quite welcome mio tesoro. He said easily, and I merely sighed, leaning into his chest as I did so, closing my eyes, feeling the darkness surround me. I hadn't slept all day, and now it was night, and it seemed a rather exciting one at that. Sure, I had a belly full of warm blood, but I pondered how long I could fight off my fatigue. He wouldn't have a ragdoll, that would be for sure. Even if I was tired, I'd keep it interesting. More or less, I liked what I had thus far, he seemed to be something I kind of needed. Someone who wasn't going to back down to me, someone more dominant than I, and had the strength and wits to prove it. Well, maybe not wits, I mean I was pretty sharp, he had only beat me a few times, if at all. But in strength, I knew he could snap me. I liked that, he could, and he hadn't, even though I was certain to keep pushing him, encouraging him. It was my thing, what could I say? He'd take me as I was, or well, we'd be over. At the moment, either or I could care less about. Dammit, so nasty and negative.
But mio amato, there's a rather large difference between a ragdoll, an encourager and a dominant person. He laughed, and I felt a bit puzzled. Was he in my brain? Holy hell. My eyes narrowed, and I scanned his features really quick, half way to asking him if he could read minds. Annoying, just a little bit. I mean, what were the odds? Well. I promise I'm not a ragdoll I mused aloud. What about the other two? Did he mean encourager as I had thought moments before? Did we mean it in the same sense? I almost asked him, and then decided not to. I guessed I was dominant too. I was overbearing, and usually I wanted to be in control, unless it was sex. I wanted to feel like I'd been taken advantage of, like I had no say in it. It only well, stoked my flames that much higher, it pissedme off and turned me on all at the same time. Turned me on more than anything. Sick, wasnt it? I wanted to be pushed around, shoved down and forced into it. Strange, odd, it must have something to do with my past, right? I didn't bother to think back.
Glad to hear that, I don't like whiners. He smiled, and my brow raised as I looked at him, a bit amused. Well, if he thought I'd mold myself to become his perfect lady, he had another thing coming. Welcome back Eve. We missed you, considering earlier I probably would have agreed to whatever he wanted and completly changed myself for him. Now now, wine is only good with a bit of bread and cheese, followed by a candlelight dinner for two. I snickered. It was the only definition of 'wine' I knew, and I halfway wanted to move onto a lighter topic, or at least, jest again. Hopefully he'd play along, maybe I hadn't pissed him off to much. Though, the aftermath of that would be what I wanted. Right? Maybe. I'd be amused nontheless, a good fight. Though, after that I couldn't exactly promise I wouldn't be a good bed partner after that. Though, he could punish me for my unruley behavior. A grin danced across my features. That, was a promising aspect. Karasu shook his head, merely smiling as I prayed on an "I told you so" fight. Just like I told you that you'd be hard pressed to find another compared to me. I laughed at his comment. Indeed you did! And surely I will be! I laughed again, feeling his comment flood me with a sheer happier feeling, one I rather enjoyed. There we were! Goodbye bitch fest! Hopefully. But, they are out there my darling, and I'd surely find one who could compare. I mused, only a soft giggle breaking my lips as I stared up at him, smiling broadly.
I don't always have to do things in return for things you know ma cherie. He stated calmly, and I had a feeling I had mildly insulted him. Goodness, so touchy. I sighed, rolling my eyes just a little bit, It's not like that Karasu I sighed again, pausing for a moment, Cethin would have hated if another male had saved him. He would have rather suffered the fate he did then to have you go in and rescue him. Even if it meant we would have been together forever, him and I. I'd never hear the end of it I laughed lightly. For such a grim topic, I knew I had to keep it light. I never exactly found out why he'd been such a way, but well, it was one of his quirks that I had fallen in love with. I noted that a drop in the topic would probably be best, and I waited to see what he would have to say, Fair enough mio amato. He agreed, and I smiled, leaning in for a kiss, one a bit more passionate than I had expected. Not that he seemed to mind, he returned it eagerly, and I felt his fangs grazing over my lips in tender nips. I shivered lightly, and pressed into him again, wishing for more of those nips, harder, in other places. I shifted a shoulder blade, knowing it ached for the attention, the crook of my neck tingling as I imagined if he picked up on my subtle hints. I wasn't very good at hinting at what I wanted, but I never had a problem with just telling whoever where to go. I busied myself with him for the time being, frowning lightly as I did so, hardly parting my lips, Mmm, Harder I hardly mumbled, the words came out a bit muffled, but I could care less. I grazed my fangs over his lips, before kissing him strongly again, enjoying the touch of him, hoping he'd pick up on what I wanted.
Damn. The further and further we continued, the more and more I prayed we'd be at his home sooner. It had taken us this long, how much longer did he want me to put myself off? Perhaps that was why I had gotten into one of my moods earlier. I snickered inwardly, and kept myself pressed to him. I wanted him to feel the urgency of my need, hell, I wanted him to feel his own urgency. I pulled away, gasping for a moment, closing my eyes, staying still. Dammit. My eyes flashed open in time to notice a rather mocking look on his face, becoming amused and pondering what he had to say this time, I'm not the one squirming around now I am? Unless you want me to give you a reason to squirm? He smirked, nearing towards my face, and a dangerous smirk came over my face as my brow raised, my eyes lighting with amusement. I leaned up towards him, my lips brushing past his as I continued on towards his ear. My breath fanned his ear for a minute as I fought to control myself, before I finally had picked out my lyrics. I would love for you to give me a reason to squirm. I breathed, uncrossing my ankles, feeling my hips adjust a small bit. My hands moved down his torso again, feeling the sculpted abdomen, shivering lightly with the touch. That, was mine. For more than tonight too. I grinned lightly, and kept my hands moving, going south, to tease with the other button again, pulling at his belt a small bit. Part of me wanted to get started earlier and undo his breast plate, but I didn't feel like shifting my hands up north.
He laughed lightly as I jested with him, and I couldn't help but laugh along, And then you'd likely trip me and we'd end up tumbling all over each other in the ground and who knows where that'll go. Of course knowing us. I grinned. My thoughts exactly. I'd rather not be crushed now that I think about it. I thought for a minute. Oh, I knew all to well where it would go, more or less I wanted to amuse him with other thoughts. You mean, me running into the woods screaming help as you chase me half undressed? I laughed, amused at the thought. I looked at the ground, feeling myself fire up a bit at the other idea of where things would go. You know, if we weren't so close to your lovely home, I'd say go for it I laughed, a little amused again. Of course, we'd already had crazy animal woodland sex, so why repeat history? Plus, I was certain we both ached for something a little more giving, and I was certain I was still going to be picking small twigs out of my hair later. Oh well, it had damn well been worth it. Not only had he been amazing, well, I seemed to have found myself a boyfriend. Score one for Eve. He smirked as our bedwetting conversation came up, and I merely grinned as he replied to me, I would be sorely displeased if you were to loose control of your bladder like that, plus I'm not going to try and scare you, unless you seriously piss me off....or manage to kick me out of my bed. I laughed along with his, leaning into his chest. But, mon amour, I kinda need your half, and I'd prefer it be in the bed. I laughed again, So, I don't think I'll be kicking you out anytime soon Again I laughed with a wink, kissing his cheek lightly for a moment.
But that's the thing, I have all the time in the world and I'm more patient than others realize. He smiled softly, and my brow perched itself perfectly as I eyed him cooly. I stand by my previous statement. I'm pretty solid when I want to be I laughed again, feeling lighter about the conversation. In truth, yeah, I was. It didn't matter how much of himself he spilled to me, I'd keep myself hush if I wanted to. It wouldn't matter if we shared a family and home together, doubtful, but nonetheless, even then, certain things would be kept to myself. Or well, so I hoped. More often than is likely good for my well-being. He replied to my comment about roaming. I took it in, nodding softly. So, my little hunch had been correct. Well, he hadn't asked so I wasn't about to tell him about myself. Solid. A light grin danced across my features. Of course, it wasn't a big secret my roaming, I'd tell him if he asked, but for now I kept hush. I watched as he grimaced when I threw his words back at him. Rather, word. I waited for a reply, calmly smouldering, the calm before the storm, right? I snickered, hearing his tone. I'm sorry, it's such a pathetic word, but there's no adequate way to truly convey how I feel. It was, ridiculously soft, and he offered a smooth smile. I smiled in return, and sighed. Alright, maybe I had been a bit of a bitch, but well, oh well. I shifted up, taking his face in my hands, grinning. Its fine. I just, expected something a bit more. You can be rather poetic when you want to be. I giggled, before kissing him a bit sweetly, turning it into a rougher kiss, slowly snaking my tongue into his mouth, exploring again, prodding around a bit.
I pulled away slowly, leaving hot short kisses on his lips, before trailing down his jaw, back to his ear, and then proceeding down the side of his neck, kissing the crook of it, right where the flesh bowed a little and melded into a shoulder. I busied myself with him, a weak attempt at keeping my mind off other things, hearing his voice again. I'll give you a proper tour later if you'd like. I'd give you one right now, but I think we both have a rather more urgent need. I pulled away slowly, and glanced at him, noting the broad smile across his features. I grinned, running my hand through my hair, fixing it a bit. I knew when it was off, usually it bothered me deeply, feeling more weight on one side, even just a ounce I could tell. I'd like that I breathed, smiling softly in return. I kissed him softly again, turning a bit rougher just as I pulled away. I giggled at his following response of course, noting indeed our need was probably a bit greater than my curiosity for the rest of his home. In truth, I was rather excited to see. I hadn't been in a home so grand since I was a new vampire. And even then, that was my own home. Of course, it had been the finest in all the land, I was easily accustomed to wealth, even if I didn't come from it. Well, back then. Now, I wasn't so sure, but I wasn't getting comfy in his large house. His brow raised as I asked my stupid question. Ah well, it was only to distract me anyways. Quite so, it's a lovely place, even for being so large. He said softly, and I merely giggled in reply. I've never seen a large home that wasn't grand and filled with splendor. I didn't expect yours to be any different. I smiled. In truth, I didn't expect him to live in a large home, but I was accustomed to small things, my tiny little apartment located in dead central no where, all of its cute little fixtures that had made it mine. I wasn't sure now that I wanted to exactly show him where I lived, not because of clan reasons, but more or less because I'd be embarrassed.
I could feel his stride lengthen again, as we surged closer to the house. I took it all in, the splendor of it as the lights lit up the windows. It was, spectacularly tall, and I gazed up at it, smelling something sweet waft through the air. It smelled, sort of, fruity? I inhaled sharply, leaning forward a bit as I tried to place it. I knew that smell. Why did I know it? I glanced at him, a bit confused, my brow furrowing a bit. What is that? That, sort of fruity smell? It's nice. I remarked, inhaling it again and again. So, soft and sweet. Damn, I didn't get out enough if I couldn't place that smell. I could tell blood types from a mile away, but I couldn't place the goddamn smell of fruit? Let alone, what type. What the hell was wrong with me? Other scents wafted through the air, strange ones I wasn't particularly knowing of, but I didn't bother to ask as he graced the steps of the large home. I looked up at the massive wooden doors that greeted us. I was, awe shocked, taking in the detail of them, the soft color that fitted the house oh so well, and most of all, the massive size of them. I glanced at him. Well, he was rather tall anyways, and broad, I supposed he kind of needed them. They fit him, me, well, I probably looked like a gnome in a giants world. Oh well, at least I was cute. Ready to see my humble abode? He paused to glance down at me, and a soft smile came over my features. Yes please I whispered, leaning towards the door, my finger tips brushing over the solid wood of them, feeling the smooth clear coat polish and grain of the wood all at the same time. You'll have to get the door though. He laughed, and I looked at him, a bit confused, before feeling his finger tips against my side. Oh, right, he was holding me. Oh I giggled, running my hands down the side of the door, and gripping the massive brass handle, pushing the door in.
The sight before me shocked me. A massive hallway opened up in front of us, lined with suits of armour as if it was a king palace. The vibrant colors of it all took me with surprise, and even from afar I noted the detail in the armour. My curiosity and surprise swept me away, and I merely gazed in, eyes wide. I wanted to climb out of his arms now, and explore his manor, but I knew better, and instead I tucked myself into his chest, gripping his shirt. Its so, pretty I whispered, not even bothering to take my eyes off the estate as I spoke. What more could I say? It was very likely that again, I was simply pointing out the obvious, but the swoops and swoons of colors welcomed us with a beconing call. At least for me. I ever so badly wanted to climb out of his arms, and merely meander down the great hall, slowly taking my time to admire each suit he had lined up, lightly touch the detailing in the armour and in the handles of the blades. Curse my curiosity, by all means, I probably shouldn't have even cared, I should have been more preoccupied with him. He was, after all, probably the most dangerous vampire in all the land, and my boyfriend. The thought tickled me, I never thought I'd actually go back on my vow, but at the moment I was rather happy, much to content to move as I laid in his arms, waiting.



Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
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[Eri]

It struck me as rather odd how similar we truly were. Here I'd always thought people looked for their opposites in partners, and yet here we were, getting along quite nicely, even if we were bickering a good amount. But the thing was, it was friendly, playful, bickering and we weren't trying to rip each other's heads off. Which I'd admit, privately, was a rather nice change of pace. I still had to use my wits a bit sure, but I didn't have to threaten her with my body, well, more like I didn't have to threaten her with death, anymore. Nope, there was something else I'd rather do with my body to her, and that included her's, and of course she was already quite willing, had been for quite some time too. Pity I lived so far away. Surely a hotel would have been satisfactory enough to sate our carnal desires for the time being? Of course I didn't feel like paying and I rather felt like showing off my home. Huh, I might actually have to work on how much of my vanity was allowed to show. If I felt like it at least. I smiled slightly when she thanked me for not wanting to ruin either of outfits. "Then I shall be sure to be gentle when I remove it." I said with a playful little smirk. Oh no ducky, you were still going to be serving some of my needs since you had so rather kindly stoked my fires high once again. There was no way you were going to get off scott free. Sorry, try again later? Of course it'll have the same effect in the end.
A heavy frown marked my brow for a moment when she spoke stating that she should have stayed. No mio tesoro, if you hadn't run then you wouldn't be in my arms right now, no matter the outcome. "Things will eventually right themselves though, it just takes time." I said calmly. Did I want it to right itself? Not exactly. I was quite content to have her in my arms, just as she seemed content to be in them. "Though you may hate to hear it, I'm rather glad you did run, otherwise who knows what I'd be doing with my time, no doubt taking some worthless harlot that's not even worth the time, to my place. I'd much rather take someone who's actually worth the time and effort you know?" I said with a smile. Huh, I was a rather pathetic man it seemed. Oh well.
I offered a small, rather sad, smile at her comment regarding my opinion on reincarnation. "It's a fool's hope in the end, even if I was to find her again she wouldn't be the same and I doubt I'd bear the same love for her anymore. Just a dream in the end, nothing more I suppose." I said with a small sigh. Huh, I might have to go see a shrink or something. I bet I fit into the perfect classification of depression. Except that people would never guess until they got to know me, like this girl. How odd that she had wormed her way past my defenesives so easily, though of course I knew I'd gotten past her's. I suppose it was all fair. She winced a little, and I felt something I really hadn't in a long time. Regret. I wanted to take back my words but such a thing was impossible so I held my tongue even as she was holding her's. She spoke not long after, explaining that she'd already killed the loved ones of her ex-lover's murderers. Heh, she really was a vampire after my own heart it seemed. I smiled softly at the thought. I smile shifted into a smirk when she explained how extensively she'd been hunting. "You're doing better than I am, I have yet to encounter those that tore Asami from me." I said simply. Oh look! A compliment! Be happy ma cherie.
I laughed when she asked if me being the son of a lord had anything to do with a few minor character flaws. "I'm afraid so mio amato, the very same place that I was also taught that all others are trash compared to me, but I don't always find that particular lesson to be true, all of the time." Woah, what was with all the compliments? Even if they were hidden? Oh well, she was mine and that was all that mattered right now. I wasn't about to change that, at least not right now. Hell, I doubted I'd want to even later. I was rather fond of her fire already. I pouted slightly. "But it's such fun, you never know how people are going to react all the time." I said with a rather good-natured smile. Huh, and here I was being quite jovial. How strange, that didn't sound like me in the least. I was expecting some comment though when I offered her my welcome, and was rather surprised when she was quiet except to lean against my chest.
I laughed lightly when she mentioned she wasn't a ragdoll. "I know mio amato, this isn't exactly our first time together." I said with a smile. Though it very well could seem like it. Depended on much each of us wanted to experiment. There was an idea, of course I suppose, in the back of my brain I'd already been searching for ways to make everything more interesting for a second time around. Had to keep her wanting more after all. I fought back the smirk that toyed at the corners of my lips. I was horrible wasn't I? No? Quite not actually. I was being a perfect gentlemen I suppose. Not by my father's standards, but by my own and that's what mattered in the end. I chuckled slightly when she actually mentioned wine. That was something I missed. Perhaps I'd have to drag something up from my cellars? Surely I had something of excellent quality! I chuckled slightly though. "Trying to drop a hint at what you want to do tomorrow night?" I said with a smile. Hell, I really didn't have anything planned, except perhaps show her my place and see where things led from there. After all, I'd likely be worn out after tonight. Twice in one day? Especially for how I exerted myself? I'd be a miracle if I could walk within an hour or two.
I smiled softly. "But mio amato, could you stand to wait as long as it would take to find another that could compare? Especially assuming I don't get a wild hair up my ass and kill those I think are threats." I said, that smile still lingering. Actually, I was confident in my own abilities to charm her that I need not fear anyone. I shrugged as well as I could when she mentioned her Cethin wouldn't have been able to abide being saved by me. "Stubborn old ass was he then? Reminds me of my father in a way." I murmured, not trying to insult her. Hell, I was a stubborn old ass at the best of times. It just kinda came with the territory I figured. "Of course, not like I'm any better, I'd be rather similar." I said with a chuckle. It was true, sad but true. I was strong enough now I need not depend on another to save me, and I'd be damned if I had to.
I smiled slightly, mostly just the edges of my eyes creasing when she reacted to my nips. I guess I kept forgetting she truly enjoyed them. And she wanted more it seemed, and she was going to demand it. Alright, alright. I nipped once or twice a little harder on her lips before trailing over her jaw, down her neck and stopping at her top of her shoulders, settling myself to nip a good deal harder, wishing our positions where mildly different so it wouldn't be so awkward. Ah well, I could deal, especially if it'd make her more eager for our bedroom games. I pulled away even as she drew me into a kiss, which I didn't keep chaste for long, my tongue was moving quickly before she'd pulled away, almost begging me to make her squirm. A smirk that would have been seen as malicious had it been seen in another light flashed over my face as I adjusted a hand enough that I was still supporting her and could still move it rather freely. "You asked for it mio tesoro." I murmured, dropping my voice a little as my hand slid slowly up, or would it be down?, along, there we go! My hand moved slowly along her thigh heading towards her dress, my touch light, mostly nail if anything. Oh she was going to hate and love me at the very same time. Oh well, she'd brought it upon herself! My hand paused even as my brain realized that her hands where drifting south, making part of me throb a bit. Dammit, I fought back a groan that mostly would have been of pain. I really needed to get looser pants, or just do away with them entirely. That would be nice, would make damn sure that certain restrictions didn't bother me again, though very likely every person that liked guys would be after me. Huh, that could potentially be problematic I suppose, well, at least now since I was like, officially taken. Such a strange notion anymore.
I feigned indignation when she said she'd get crushed under me if we were to go tumbling. "I am offended mio tesoro! I am not that heavy!" I exclaimed before laughing lightly. Oh I knew I was a big guy, but I was actually relatively slender for many guys with my build. Huh, glad I was a rarity. Fewer people to compare me to at least. I chuckled slightly when she mentioned running away from me. "But mio amato, if I'm half naked you'll likely be entirely naked, and you know you'll like it anyways. I aim to please after all." I grinned afterwards. Oh quite, the only time I thought of someone other than myself most of the time, was when we were in bed. After all, the more my partner enjoyed themselves the more I'd end up enjoying myself. Vicious little circle wasn't it? I chuckled softly when she mentioned just going at it right here and now. Sorry, I truly craved a softer landing place. I smiled at her comment of needing me. Of course she did. "Then good, we shouldn't run into any problems then." I said with a small smile and chuckle.
I flashed an ever so charming smile when she mentioned that she was like a rock and I wouldn't be getting anything out of her that she didn't want. "That may very well be true, but who says at some point you won't want to tell me? People have found that I'm a rather good confidant, of course for most other people I just don't give a damn and tend to forget. Of course that's for people I deem unimportant." I said with a smile. Yeah, perhaps I should lay off the arrogance, but it was something that was hard to do. It was just programmed into my brain after all. I flashed a brief smile that was rather sad. "And for every moment of poetic genius there's one that lacks all of that." I said calmly. Karma in a smaller cycle it seemed. Ah well. At least she seemed to be forgiving me. I wouldn't push my luck quite yet. Of course it wasn't long after that she was kissing me and I fed into them, though it seemed she wasn't going to keep them chaste. She pulled away, trailing down my flesh before I really had the chance to get into them. I suppose that was for the best though. I smiled broadly when she mentioned she would like a tour. Oh mio tesoro you'll get to see my entire palace, even if it really wasn't one. Pity she couldn't survive the sun, I would have loved to show her the grounds by daylight. Humph, guess I'd just have to repeat my offer in a little bit. Unless we were to have a full moon tonight, I wasn't so sure, I normally didn't keep track of it, it held no sway over me after all. "Not all of it is filled with splendor, some is rather empty since I haven't had any ideas on what to do with it yet." I said almost sadly. It needed some sort of touch. Of course now that I had her that would change right? Of course it's not like she was moving in. No, that'd be the next step though. Take it nice and slow. Especially since both of us where suffering from a hole in our hearts, but those hearts could be healed in the end. If a little messier, but it'd be there, something that would function well.
I smiled softly at her reaction to smelling my orchards. Was she not used to it? I suppose not. Not everyone was used to living in the splendor I forged for myself. It was actually pretty cute, I'd have to take her there then. "The orchards, I'll be sure to take you there tomorrow night." I said softly, as a promise of course. "It's a wonderful place to take a nap in, very calm and quiet." I murmured, mostly to myself, but no doubt she'd hear because face it, she was basically right on top of me. Ah well, it's not like it was an embarrassing secret anyways. At least I didn't think it was. I mean what was the problem with liking to doze in the sun surrounded by the fresh scents of ripening fruit? Nothing in my eyes. Oh well. "You know, I really could make you immune to the sun so you wouldn't have to fear the touch of the sun again." I said calmly. What? I couldn't help myself, I didn't think it was exactly that she would have to fear the sun and most of our encounters outside would be limted to the night-time. Don't get me wrong, there was truly nothing more romantic than doing something with your precious one under a beautifully moonlit night, but it got old after some time you know? After a life-time of living in the dark the light and warmth of the sun was a godsend in all reality. I wondered for a moment if she knew that, more than likely she did, but did she want to know that warmth again? That was the biggest question in the end. She didn't seem to get the hint that'd she'd have to open the door until I mentioned it. It was fine, I could see she was admiring the detailing of the door before she pushed it open.
My gaze swept over the weaponry and armor almost uncaringly. Quite the opposite if anything. It was one of those things where it filled me with so much emotion none showed. I'd made friends, slaughtered thousands, been wounded, all in these armors. I sighed softly noticing some holes in the armor that where the evidence that they'd seen battle. I smirked briefly when she commented on how pretty it was. "War is a beautiful and deadly mistress." I said almost sadly, gaze drifting again. "I can tell you stories about each set, at least from what I remember later. My mind tends to block out memories of the battles." I said with a small grimace before moving forward passing a few hallways before taking a left and heading towards a rather deserted hallway, except for that fact that it was covered in old tapestries I'd collected over the years. I was rather eccentric in my decorating but it was me. Hell, if someone from modern days would think this place was a museum. Not to me though, bits of my life. I roamed down the hallway before pausing by a door that was just barely opened before toeing it open and shouldering it open a bit more. I smiled slightly at the sight of my bedroom. All the woodwork a lovely dark red, with matching drapes over the window that where drawn shut. Good, I know those drapes would be thick enough to block out the sun since they opened to the south. My massive king-sized bed, what else size would I have?, was centered between the two windows with night-tables on either side with a couple dressers and even a wardrobe scattered around the room. "Hope you like it." I said with a chuckle.
"Now how about that shower?" I said with a mischevious little smirk before easing us into an adjoining room into what was more than likely my largest bathroom. Of course this was my main two rooms so I suppose it was understandable. And because of that fact there was no do between the two and I could see the massive tub and knew the glass framed shower was tucked in on the other of the door. Hell, I could just barely see the corner of it. I paused at the door. "'Fraid this is where this part of the ride ends mio tesoro." I said bending down slowly to set her down before pulling her into a swift, rather harsh kiss, nipping a little before pulling away to lean into the shower to get the water started, might as well let it warm up. I didn't like cold showers, I didn't know about her but warmth was something I desired. I turned back to her, bending a little and pulling her into a rather heated kiss, nipping a few times before my tongue slipped into her mouth, probing a bit. No longer was it time to be good and calm. It was time to get wild and wet. Literally. My hands lifted, running over her slim frame, searching for a way to undo her dress. "No need for clothes anymore mio tesoro, or at least I don't see the need." I said, pulling away, gasping a little for breath. Ok, so I was a little worked up considering I'd been putting my need off for quite some time and now I could all but taste what was coming and I wanted it, nay I needed her. And surely she knew that and needed me just as badly and wouldn't decided to tease me, too horribly bad.[/size]



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[~;;Vampires Kiss;;~]

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

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I was way more comfortable than I should have been. I was way to well off too, and I knew it. Part of me wanted to be paranoid, imagine that this was all some sort of scheme, that he was merely plotting my death. He'd take me into his massive home, and I'd happily be looking at something, distracted, before turning around to have his fangs in my neck, sucking the life from me. I'd be without a fighting chance, and slowly my world would go black. I was a clan leader after all, if he killed me, he could easily swoop in and steal what was left of my clan. There was no promise they'd go willingly, but I really doubted Raiden was about to go against him and fight and risk death, when he had Diru waiting on him. I sighed, oh well. I couldn't really be paranoid, in truth I was open. Didn't mean I woudn't be on my guard, I was always on my guard. As far as I knew, everyone was out to get me. Shameful, wasnt it? Oh well, I couldn't help it. I was in a seat of power, what did they want from me? I was young too, easily overthrown in reality. Didn't mean I wouldn't fight like a bitch and you wouldn't end up paying in the end, but more or less it could be done. I hung on a thin thread, one I guarded with my life, for it was indeed my life in the end. I noted his smile as I mentioned being fond of my dress, and merely grinned in reply as he spoke Then I shall be sure to be gentle when I remove it. I giggled lightly, moving up to leave a linger kiss on his lips,"Please do," I murmured, "I'd like it to last at least one more night. It proved rather difficult to find" I laughed lightly. That, and I had bought it for him. Sad, wasn't it? Oh well, if it made it through one more night I'd be happy. In truth, I had no idea why he would want to rip it up, it came off easily enough, it wasn't very difficult.
I watched his face as I spoke, noting the frown that creased his features, Things will eventually right themselves though, it just takes time. I sighed lightly at this, ready to speak again, before he cut me off again, not that I minded much. Though you may hate to hear it, I'm rather glad you did run, otherwise who knows what I'd be doing with my time, no doubt taking some worthless harlot that's not even worth the time, to my place. I'd much rather take someone who's actually worth the time and effort you know? He smiled softly, and I looked up at him for a moment, formulating my response. Had I just recieved a compliment? I blushed, if indeed thats what one could call it, trying to force a giggle that just wouldn't come. Ah well. "Well then, that's two of us. Not that I no longer care for him, but I'd rather be here right now and not dead." I laughed lightly. Would I complain if I were swept up in Cethin's arms instead of Karasu's? No, I supposed not, but at the moment, both were competing heavily in my mind. Karasu, a newer, alive male. Strong, competetive, probably someone who'd keep me in check. Older, so no doubt he was wiser, but still reckless it seemed. He amused me, he was bright and witty, and though I had it pounded in my head I could beat him if need be, I knew I couldn't. Which, sickly attracted me. Cethin, a dead love, whom had been tender and soft with just about everything, protective when he needed to be, but he'd never dream of harming me. This one though, he seemed to like things a bit, wilder, and I could take anything he dished out.
I was pretty confident in myself. I felt like I was pretty damn near invincible, even with this, what had he said? Thousands of years? So, thousand some odd vampire, probably stronger than I could ever hope to be, curled up in his arms, biding my time, bickering with him. Strange, by right I should have been terrified of him, I probably should have run when given the chance to earlier, but I liked that I had stuck around so long. Kept things, interesting. Plus, by now we both knew way to much about each other, and as it turned out, well, he wasn't such an ass. He was, but he was a gentleman too. I liked that. He had the fire I craved when I wanted it, but otherwise he seemed to know how to treat me. "And, although I must also admit to hate to say it," I paused, "Through a series of rather sad and unfortunate events, I couldn't promise that I would have never met you. I'm really glad I got the chance. " I leaned up to kiss him sweetly, curse me for being wooed so easily. "I mean, if things hadnt, happened" I breathed the word, not meeting his gaze. I didn't want to upset him, I knew how sensitive it was, but it was the truth. "Who knows where I'd be? Spending my time with some worthless male, probably no more than bait like earlier." I paused to laugh for a moment. "Or wandering the woods of my homeland. " I shrugged. Oh, what was this? Yes my dear, I was similar to you, and I wasn't embarrassed to admit it. My nights were usually wasted in the woods.
He gave a rather sad smile, and I casted a glance of curiosity up at him. Sadness why? Had we not agreed to be happy? I was ready to move towards him again, but he spoke and I remained still. It's a fool's hope in the end, even if I was to find her again she wouldn't be the same and I doubt I'd bear the same love for her anymore. Just a dream in the end, nothing more I suppose. He finished with a sigh, that I softly echoed in higher vocals. "No. It's more than that. It's a hope, a faith, it's something to keep you going. I suppose it's something that reminds you you actually have something to live for. I mean, without that, what would you have done to yourself? " It was rhetorical, but more or less I knew he would answer it. But, for once I couldn't really compare myself to him. He at least had something to branch off of, even if it might have been a false sort of hope. "It's better than me," I laughed lightly, trying to shed some happiness on the topic, "I've just been hell bent and intent on killing just about everything that crosses me." I shook my head with a wild grin, giggling still, amusing myself with the idea. It's what I had done, and it was what I'd keep doing for, well, probably the rest of my life. Sad, wasn't it? I had some anger issues, or at least I fit the psycopath profile. Oh well, I could care less, and I shifted so I rested more comfortably in his arms.
I spilled to him my extensive hunting, and I watched a smile fall across his features. Were we pleased to hear of this news? Perhaps, perhaps. As I finished, his smile twisted and moved into a smirk, and I eye'd him curiously. You're doing better than I am, I have yet to encounter those that tore Asami from me. His tone was flat, simple and easy. I merely smiled in response. "Well, with a few more they should all be gone. " I stated point blank, "After that I don't really have anything else to go off of. If you need help," I trailed off, grinning lightly. Sure, I'd happily kill a few more. It wasn't really pesonal, I mean, it was on his side. I'd just be his side kick. Of course, I didn't work for free. I could track names and phone numbers like a god, but I'd expect to at least tag along. There was no way he was going alone, not by my standards. Why should I do all the work and he gets all the fun? If he'd want that. Sadly, the thought of no longer having families to hunt and murder bothered me. What would I do with myself then? Nothing, there'd be nothing to really do in short. I mean, sure I could keep killing, there'd most likely always be family, but the ones I had traced down to now were no more than mere little orphans. I was pretty sure the oldest was six, maybe seven now. I had yet to kill them, and it'd have to be soon, or else I'd loose all the fun and interest. Teenagers just weren't the same to kill, nor were adults. Each had their own little thing that made them tick. Toddlers were probably the most fun.
To my surprise, he laughed as I mildly insulted him. I grinned, glad he hadn't taken it to heart. I'm afraid so mio amato, the very same place that I was also taught that all others are trash compared to me, but I don't always find that particular lesson to be true, all of the time. I merely laughed at this, silencing myself with little giggles that hardly errupted past my lips. "You know, I think we had a conversation similiar to this earlier. Or, at least the same point was implied, " I snickered, moving up to kiss his chin lightly, leaving another series of hot kisses before pressing my rubies to his lips, feeling my eyes flutter closed in contentment. "I thought for certain we'd both come to the agreement that I was, something more? And, special. " I laughed again. Special I was indeed! He didn't seem like the type to do this really, taking a girl home and all. "Just like you." I smiled softly. Oh, he was past special, I had no idea what he was anymore. Like I really let any other male near me like he had been. Yeah, right! Fat chance in hell, not to put myself on a pedestal, but I was probably the most difficult female to get with in all the land. Again, my clan would have been shocked had they seen me. He pouted slightly, a face I found adorable on him, considering it really didnt fit his persona. Wasn't he some, big bad vampire? Pouting over a minor little comment? I giggled, silencing myself in time to hear him speak, But it's such fun, you never know how people are going to react all the time. He finished with a broad, whole hearted smile, and I grinned in reply. "I know, I know. It is fun, isn't it? I must warn you, please try to refrain from pushing mine to much. I rather like this at the moment. " I smiled lightly. Honestly, I really didn't want him to push my buttons to the point where I'd want to leave. I supposed it could be a sort of threat, if he took it that way, but I mean, it was hardly one at all. And it wasn't one of those "appease me all the time" kind of things either. I'd rather him be himself, just, he didn't need to overdo it and become such a regal ass that he pushed me away. I liked his company way more than what was good for me.
He laughed lightly as I reminded him I wasn't a rag doll. I know mio amato, this isn't exactly our first time together. He finished with a smile, and I chimed in with laughter again. "Oh, I know it isn't. Must have been good if were both going back for seconds" I gave a michevious grin, laughing lightly. Must have been damn good. Hell, he was lucky to have gotten this far, I wanted him to go further, but I wasn't quite sure exactly how much farther he really could go. Despite my carnal desires, I was rather happy to have someone to call my own again. It was strange, but a good strange. I still pondered within myself how my simple plan had gone all wrong, and how I had ended up actually liking the consequences. My little seduction card had never resulted like this, usually I had to play along with them until I had gotten my chance to attack, or escape. There was nothing worse than attacking a guy who was in the mood, but I'd done it, and survived, so, hey it couldn't had been that bad. I glanced up at him, noting he had gone silent for the most part, lost in some sort of thought. I pondered what he could have been thinking about, and grinned, moving up gently to kiss the crook between his jaw and his neck, running the tip of my tongue along his powerful jaw line, moving towards his ear gingerly. "Penny for your thoughts?" I offered with a light smile, trying to figure out what he could have been thinking. Bloody hell, there were a thousand things on this planet, it could vari between bloodshed, sex, and fuzzy puppies for all I knew. I'd be amused by the last one.
He chuckled slightly as I mentioned the wine, Trying to drop a hint at what you want to do tomorrow night? He finished with a smile, and I merely looked up at him, a bit surprised. Oh, right, we were dating. Duh. I thought for a moment, before the thought hit me and my face lit up with a smile. Well, a rather large grin was more like it. "Oh! Well, that wasn't what I was hinting towards at all," I laughed, "But, if you'd like, I've got nothing better to do that I know of. I'm sure I can make time for you." I smiled softly. Of course I could find time for him! I really didn't have anything else to do, so why would I deny? Was I ashamed that I currently lead no life at all? I didn't even have friends, and what nights hadn't been spent either plotting or handling clan business, were spent slaughtering whoever I damn well felt like. I had a little black book, I hadn't spilled that to him. Mostly because it was at home, but it was filled with names. Most of them were common, sharing the same last name. Family of Cethin's murderers. It had been given as a diary, his sister had hoped that maybe she'd crawl inside my head, but instead it had all gone wrong. I smiled wryly, nope, it had all gone wrong for her. Instead, it'd been turned into a hit list, and now the yellow pages were stained with black ink, most of the names having a little red print next to them. The prints were identical, my forefinger, sealed in blood was their death, and I was sure to keep track of who was dead and who wasn't. So few didn't have a red print, it felt really, really good.
But mio amato, could you stand to wait as long as it would take to find another that could compare? Especially assuming I don't get a wild hair up my ass and kill those I think are threats. He smiled lightly, and I smiled back, shaking my head and feigning a sigh. "I've come this far and been fine. Well, a few hours back I mean. I could survive without, trust me." I laughed lightly, "Plus, you won't always be around. Eventually you'll get sick of it, or just forget completly. If you didn't, well I'd simply move away. This land doesn't hold anything particularly, special to me. Besides my clan and well, you I guess." I grinned. "And, I'd like to point out that that's not the only thing that matters to me. It actually doesn't play a huge role in anything for me." I shrugged. Alright, lying a little. In bed, sex was everything, but I wasn't huge on sex. He was probably under a totally different impression, but no doubt in a few days I'd set that free. "It's just, a bonus." I laughed again. Just like me being good in bed, was just a bonus for him. Really, I wasn't going to base 'us' off of our bedroom performance, although it rocked. Literatly. "Plus mon amour," Another thought struck me, and now I was pretty much rambling just to fill up the empty space. I didn't want to think much anymore. "I'd know it was you, so in reality you wouldn't be getting very far. I mean, it'd only piss me off and give me a reason to actually go after you." Not that I wanted to. Not that I'd win, but hell, it was worth a shot. I merely smiled, knowing I was correct with my thinking, and leaned up to kiss him lightly, before pressing myself to him a bit harsher, my tongue running along his bottom lip, asking to sneak in for a bit. It seemed I didn't want to talk much either. Lucky him, right?
I felt him shrug, before noting that he was ready to talk again. I regressed, back to the comfort of his arms, a bit displeased, though I didn't bother to show it. Stubborn old ass was he then? Reminds me of my father in a way. I laughed, even though he didn't sound to thrilled. I had no idea what he meant by his father, but I merely went along. "Indeed he was. He didn't like favors to much, or being in debt to other people. Plus, he would have probably been embarrassed to know that a guy saved him when he couldn't save himself." I frowned slightly as I finished the statement, thinking hard about his personality. So long ago it seemed, no longer the "just yesterday' feeling. Strange, a release? I was pretty certain not. Cethin had been an odd one, I supposed that was part of the reason I liked him so much. Well, loved him, he was the only one I had ever really loved in my entire being. I glanced at Karasu again, thinking back. How old had Cethin been? I knew it had been a remarkable vast age. Seven thousand struck a seemingly odd chord with me, it seemed fitting for some reason. Two hundred years hadn't made a difference by much, but never the less. I glanced at Karasu again, catching sight of the moonlight beaming off his auburn hair, smiling at the sight of it. "He was, seven thousand I think. If I recall correctly. I suppose he had every reason to be a stubborn ass." I laughed lightly at the idea. Yeah, he had made it that old, at least something close to that. Maybe he was in the late six thousands, I had no idea, but seven was a good round number, so it'd stick. I cast a curious glance Karasu's way again. "I don't want to sound rude but, how old are you?" Oh damn. My curiosity was eating at me, I had to know. Just how deadly was this guy? Better yet, had I already asked this question? I thought for a moment. Nope, not that I remembered.
Of course, not like I'm any better, I'd be rather similar. He chuckled, and I smiled. Of course, weren't all males a bit territorial, and held their pride higher than anything else? Sure, sex was always on the brain, but gods forbid you break their ego and pride. I snickered, deciding to say nothing on the topic. Instead, I moved towards his face, stealing his lips into a passionate kiss, begging him for more. He sighed, and complied, nipping my lips a bit harsher. Not what I was looking for, I could feel blood prick at them, but made no note, since he had moved on. I tensed as his lips fell around my neck, prepared for a nip or two, but felt nothing as he continued down. Although our positions were a bit awkward, he had found a way down to my shoulders and now hovered there, nipping it a bit harsh. My eyes rolled back into my skull, and I tilted my head, feeling my hair spill over to my opposite shoulder. Shivers ran up and down my spine, as my body tingled, my flames stoking higher and higher with each bite. My lips hardly parted, but already he had me moaning in his arms, fangs flashing in the moonlight as I pressed into him, wishing for more and more. Now if only he could do that in bed, then life would be wonderful. I'd be complete. Why did I like it so much? I had no idea, but it thrilled me, and only stoked my fire more and more, which was exciting for both of us. Did he realize what he was doing to me? I had no idea, but I knew full well what I could do back, as a little payment. One wound its way around his neck, the other around his side, and softly my finger tips trailed over his spine, in hopes that he'd play along with me, an eye for an eye, right?
I shifted and pulled him into a heated kiss, waiting for a response. As I regressed, I noticed the seemingly evil grin that smudged its way across his face, and I raised my brow, waiting for what he had in store. You asked for it mio tesoro. He murmured, shifting, so one hand was free. I grinned, "I dare you."
I nearly sneered it, much to excited. Any other would have taken it as a threat, I was merely encouraging him to try something. I could feel his hand sliding up along my thigh, and my eyes fluttered closed, his touch light as he moved towards the dress. Yes, Yes yes yes. I pleaded mentally, hoping he'd be so daring. Of course, I wasn't going to simply lay there, and my hands had flown south, and I toyed at the other button of his pants. Gods, how I wanted to undress him already. At least the breast plate, I wanted to yank at the straps, and my eyes fluttered opened as he paused. I glanced up at him, my brow raised, wondering why he had bothered to stop. I sighed, shifting upwards, kissing at his collar bone as I loosened the straps. The hook no longe held the hole, so now they'd slip loose, and I grinned, allowing my hands to slide over his torso, back down south, where I teased with the button. "I win" I snickered, my voice a little light and happy, feeling my mood shift off just a small bit. Oh, I was amused. I knew I had him, between toying with his spine, and the last button on his pants, I'd surely have him crumpled if I wasn't in his arms.
He acted like he was insulted as I commented on us falling, me probably being a pancake. I am offended mio tesoro! I am not that heavy! He exclaimed with a light laugh, and I chimed in. "No no mon amour. That's not what I meant at all" I laughed again, "But, I'm so lithe. And, tiny." I held up my wrist, wrapping my thumb and pinky around it, showing my indeed petitness. Of course, I had handled him rather nicely, so I supposed I'd probably survive a tumble in the woods, again. Hell, I'd made it through once, I could certainly make it again and be more than fine. I just, ached for something a little more giving. After all, he'd had me seperating him and the hard ground, I'd had well, the ground, and him on top. I giggled lightly at the thought. I was glad to hear him chuckle at my following comment, and I offered a broad smile back, humming innocently while he spoke But mio amato, if I'm half naked you'll likely be entirely naked, and you know you'll like it anyways. I aim to please after all. I broke my humming to grin widly at him, before laughing. Of course I would enjoy it, there wasn't any doubt in my mind about the matter. "Of course darling. Of course. I'll let you keep on believing that. It's much simpler." I glanced up at him, my tone heavily sarcastic. Oh, how he amused me, and I was sure I was returning the favor.
Again, he smiled at my comment, and I was feeling rather good about myself. I could turn him on and keep him happy, damn I was good. Then good, we shouldn't run into any problems then. I snickered. "Well, there's not promise afterwards I won't want to sprawl out. You'll either take it or the floor." I laughed, highly amused at the thought, considering afterwards I was always spent, and left to just curl up besides whomever. Well, him actually. He and Cethin were the only one who'd had the honors. Lucky little bastards. Ah well, they both had proven to be good little bed toys, so there was really no issue, thus far. I was certain he had picked up that it was no more than a jest, considering my tone was still heavily accented with sarcasm, laced with the promise of my light mood. To be sure, I moved up, kissing his lips lightly, before moving down his jaw. I ran my nose along his neck, a feather light touch, hardly hovering above it, before kissing his collar bone a little harshly. My hands roamed wherever they felt like, heading south over his massive chest and down his abdomen, tickling the button again, before moving to wrap around his neck and dance down his spine with spider like fingers, soft touches that hardly creeped over him.
I calmed down again, kind of, and glanced up after I had finished informing him of my solidity. He merely flashed a smile my way, a rather charming one I had to admit, and I waited for him to speak. That may very well be true, but who says at some point you won't want to tell me? People have found that I'm a rather good confidant, of course for most other people I just don't give a damn and tend to forget. Of course that's for people I deem unimportant. I snickered after this, raising a brow towards him. "Well, obviously thats different. If I want to tell you something, I will. But, if there's something I don't want you to know, then you won't know until I'm ready to tell you. And it doesn't matter. Besides, you won't know the difference if I do or don't" I gave him a rather daring smirk. Oh my darling, just try me on this. There's some things in this world that are best left behind closed doors, left in the past, things that shouldn't even fall upon deaf ears. "Besides, you mean to tell me you're different? I seriously doubt that." I just wouldn't be bothered by what he didn't want to tell me. In due time, it'd all come out of him, I'd simply play the "wait and seem like you really don't care" game.
He gave me another smile, but again it seemed full of woe, and I pondered what could have possibly been on his mind. And for every moment of poetic genius there's one that lacks all of that. I frowned a little. Well, he still could have been a little more, excited, about it. For one that said he had so many emotions with it, he didn't show it. Honestly I hadn't expected him to draw back into himself with the "overwhelming happiness". I shrugged and sighed. What did he really want me to say to that? I thought for a minute. I honestly had nothing to say, instead I glanced up at him, eyes a bit soft as I cupped his face once again, simply admiring his features, moving my thumb over his cheek lightly. "Alright. So when can I expect the next moment to be lackful?" I flashed a daring smile, running a hand through his hair, before moving in to kiss him again, licking his bottom lip lightly. Sure, I could have just forced my way in, but I'd rather he just simply either do it to me, or allow me in. I didn't think I could really fight past his ivories anyways. Again, he'd been so poetic about it, and now I was simply waiting for another one word comment, perhaps something silly. It seemed to remind me of some human mentalities, the whole "Well, I was brilliant this hour, so the next hour I can be as stupid as I want to be. It balances out the universe". Alright, well, whatever floats your boat. I'd love to know what universe you're on. I snickered inwardly, regressing slowly, leaving a series of short hot kisses on his lips again.
Another smile flashed over his face as I accepted his offer for a tour. Though it sounded lovely, I had to admit, I wasn't quite sure that tonight I'd be really ready to just go walking around and entertain both himself and me. Inside, I really just wanted to be held, to curl up by his side and just fall asleep, wake up in the 'morning' next to him. If I woke up alone, well, I'd have no idea what to do with myself. With my thoughts, I could feel myself rest against him, sighing as I leaned into his chest, resting my head comfortably. Scary how relaxed I really was around him, considering I probably should have been trying to rip his head off, but I trusted him to a certain degree. Odd, my trust had taken some years to gain even just an ounce. They hadn't even been lucky to obtain what he had. Strange strange strange. Not all of it is filled with splendor, some is rather empty since I haven't had any ideas on what to do with it yet. I could hear his voice, pratically see his lips moving with the words, yet I stayed still a smile flashing across my face. "I'm sure that what is filled is splendid. " My tone was simple, a smile over my face as I imagined what his home could be like. "Did you just, run out of ideas? Or just, things to actually fill it up with? You know what you ought to do," Oh boy. "Well, I don't know how large it is, and how many rooms there are, but, each room should have a 'theme' you know? It might seem kind of cliche, but theres so many things you could do with it. If you haven't already, I mean, I don't know what its like inside, and it is your home after all. " I shrugged. Yeah, so I kind of had a thing for decorating, an eye if you will. I was artistic in my own way, I mean, I could color coordinate and combine things, accent properly and give off certain feels. Surely if he just showed me an empty room it'd be no different than a blank canvas for me. If he let me, I'd go to town with it too.
The orchards, I'll be sure to take you there tomorrow night. It's a wonderful place to take a nap in, very calm and quiet. He'd responded to my question, and the soft scent of fruit and foliage came across the air again. I smiled simply, looking around the vast lawn, picking out shapes and objects, trying to piece it together. Not like I'd get to see the full splendor of it during the day anyways, so the night would have to be my best view. I had good night vision anyways, so it wasn't a big deal. "That sounds divine." I gave him a soft smile, romantic thoughts in my head. A bottle of wine, under a tree in the moonlit night, snuggled together and simply talking. It sounded, perfect. But I wasn't about to tell him that's what I wanted. I wanted to see what he had in mind, and guess what I wanted. Eventually I'd hint to it, no doubt it wouldn't be very hard. Hell, I'd bring the wine if I had to, and the glasses of course. Wine wasn't a drink to just be swigged out of the bottle, it had to be treated correctly. Besides, just drinking direct from the bottle was almost an attempt to get shit faced drunk. As far as I was aware, that wasn't on our agenda, nor our goal. I didn't want to be drunk, I hardly had the need or craving to go out and actually drink. I hated the taste of most alcohol anyways when it was in a humans blood. Nasty terrible stuff. I was good with wine, probably the only thing I really liked. I'd deal, even without the drink, just cuddling under a tree in the moonlight would be fine.
You know, I really could make you immune to the sun so you wouldn't have to fear the touch of the sun again. He seemed really adament on the topic, and again I sighed. "Karasu, I went through a really, really rough changing once. I'd rather not have to suffer that again." I sighed, glancing down a bit sadly. Yeah, I really missed the touch of the sun, it had been one thing I'd been so leery on before allowing Cethin to change me. But, why did he keep bringing the topic up? By all means, we were just dating, it was a trial period. He shouldn't want to change me this soon really, he should by all rights be selfish and not even offer. I frowned. "You keep bringing it up. Why?" I glanced at him curiously, my eyes scanning over his face, trying to read what was going on in his little mind. I slept during the day anyways, what did I need to be immune for? Although I had to admit, to feel the sun's rays against my skin would be wonderful. Surely nothing would make me happier, unless well...I pushed the thoughts away. No, it was way to soon to be thinking such silly things. Stupid vampire. If I had been alone, I might have even slapped myself.
After pushing the door open, I had found myself in wonderland, simply staring in awe at all of the suits of armour and weaponry he had piled up, lining the hall way. His house was indeed grand, I couldn't bother to lie about it. I soaked in as many details about it as I could possibly get from a first glance. War is a beautiful and deadly mistress. I can tell you stories about each set, at least from what I remember later. My mind tends to block out memories of the battles. My blue gaze shifted to his face. He seemed almost, sad about it, and I noticed the small grimace on his features. I sighed softly, a warrior too now? Goodness, how much more, interesting, could he really get? "Out of modesty and common curtosy I'll tell you you dont have to, yet I fear my curiosity will probably get the best of me." I laughed lightly, hearing it echo a little off the walls of his large estate. I glanced around again, taking in the high ceilings and rich colors that coated the walls. I noted the armour, noticing where holes had been brutally thrust through, and the amazing detail carved into each piece. Of course each had its own story, each had come from a different part of history after all. Again, I found myself pondering over just how old he really was. Again, he began to move forward, and effortlessly we moved down the hall, until he'd taken a turn. My breath caught in my throat, wondering just where we'd be going for the night. I didn't bother to really take in the tapestries, to concerned with fighting a mental battle with my heart. It raced a mile a minute, fear and excitment all in one. It'd be sex or fighting, one of the two, I knew that much. Damn, seemed I was still paranoid that he was just going to suck me dry. Oh well, could never be too safe in this world, right?
We came to a door, of which he paused, using his foot to push it open more, and then shouldering it the rest of the way. Inside, I caught sight of our humble abode for the night. It was stunning, and happened to be one of my personal favorite bedroom sets. I'd had my eyes on something like this for ages, I'd just never been able to either afford it when the chance arose, or find it. Usually I couldn't find it. The deep red of the sleigh bed welcomed us first, a massive king size, with a beautifully carved headboard. On either side stood night tables, of the same deep red, their brass handles carved with elegant detail, along with the lamps. I couldn't help but loose myself in the detail of it all, taking in each piece for what it was worth. Was I jealous of him? No, if anything I was happy to spend the night here, with him. The fact that I'd always wanted this identical bedset was just a plus. In truth, I'd never found one I'd exactly been one hundred percent certain on, I'd had the image in my head, but never had I seen it become such a reality. Hope you like it. He chuckled, and I merely looked up at him, my face plain. I didn't think he'd understand just how much awe struck and happy I really was. "I've always wanted this same set actually..." I trailed off, still staring at the set, even as he switched us to a different room.
Now how about that shower? he asked with a mischevious grin, and I faced him, grinning back. "Please? I've been looking forward to it all night." I laughed with the truth. Actually, for days now, but he didn't need to know that. I was shocked by the size of his bathroom, admiring the massive tub in the corner, and the shower that was no more than mere glass on two sides, bordered by hunter green and brown walls. Everything seemed so large to me, and I frowned lightly. "Your bathrooms like, the size of my whole damn kitchen and living room." I grumbled, light heartedly of course, but never the less, I'd been put to shame already. My place was cute, but gosh did he live the life of elegance or what? Of course, to him it might not seem that way, who knew what kind of life he'd lead inside of a castle years ago? 'Fraid this is where this part of the ride ends mio tesoro. He chuckled, setting me down lightly, and I glanced up to grin at him. Of course, before I could move, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into him, placing a hot kiss on my lips, which I returned eagerly. He nipped a little, sending shivers down my spine, and I pressed back harshly, hoping to encourage the nipping. I had no idea why, but I loved feeling his fangs graze across my skin. A little blood loss wasn't bad either. He leaned into the shower, turning the water on, obviously letting it get warm for us. I grinned, and kicked my heels off, kicking them off to the side. I turned back to him, to find his arms wrapped around me again. Another passionate kiss came my way, I could feel him nipping, and I merely shivered, standing on my toes to hopefully allow him to bend less for me. As he nipped, I felt moans build up and purr their way out of me, my mouth opening a bit, before finally having what I wanted. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I simply returned the favor, exploring him again and again, keeping him entertained for now, even though my hands had gone south, and now worked viciously at undressing him.
I felt the release of his belt, and worked up to the breast plate undoing the rest of the straps, pushing his large trench off of him, hearing it thud against the ground. Inside I beamed with my progress. Seemed I wasn't wasting any time at all. His hands ran their way along my tender body, and my eyes closed as I felt him searching. No need for clothes anymore mio tesoro, or at least I don't see the need. He pulled away, and I followed for a moment, before realizing he'd done so. I stopped, and merely frowned, before moving in to kiss him again, allowing my tongue to slither into the canyon of his mouth. My hands flew behind my back, working furiously at the one stupid hook and loop. I felt it release, and unzipped the dress. The top had become loose, and it merely slid down my body onto the ground, crumpling at my feet. I kicked it away, allowing it to slide across the floor, simply pressing myself to him, working furiously at undoing the rest of his clothing. For once, I wasn't the one with complex clothes, and I would have grinned at my thoughts if I hadn't been busy already. Of course, I wasn't completly undressed yet, but I wasn't going to take away all the fun and do it myself. No, of course not, and the lacey purple lingerie was interesting, he'd have fun considering the dress wasn't. Hell, I couldn't have even stopped that from happening. The steam of the shower began to fill the room, and I welcomed the warmth of it, pulling away from him to raise a brow, glancing over. He still had boots, pants, and a shirt to get off. I snickered. "You're one to talk" I mused aloud, running my hands under his shirt, leaning in to kiss him again. I'd been put off long enough now dammit. Hell, I couldn't even wait long enough to actually have him undress me, and I pulled at the back of my bra, undoing the hooks and loops, letting it hand limp over my shoulders, still covering. I hooked my thumbs on the side of my underwear, kissing him strongly, taking steps forward until I was certain he'd either stood his ground, or hit a wall. I pulled away, feeling it become now time to tease, and I shifted away from him, moving towards the shower doors, turning to flash a devilish grin at him, "If you want it, come and get it" I dared him. Nay, encouraged him. I prodded him to come and get me, slowly meandering towards the shower, turning to walk backwards so I could face him, grinning and raising my brow, signaling him to come with me. Come play mon amour, come play. [/size]

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
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"Now I find that rather hard to believe since if I recall correctly you weren't in that shop for more than twenty minutes, long enough for me to drain two rather stupid girls." I said with a small smirk. "But it should last the night, as long as neither us gets too excited." I said with a smile. Well, it was the truth, I mean if I got too worked up I would want her naked, as soon as possible, of course I rather wanted that right now, but I felt a stronger need for her in my bed than out in the wilderness yet again. I was actually rather amused that she didn't know how to take my words. I was more pleased than I should have been when she mentioned she was pleased she wasn't dead. I mean sure she hadn't said she was happier to be in my arms, simply that she was happier to be alive, but it warmed me a good bit. "I would consider you a heartless little bitch not worth my time if you didn't care about him. There are some people you are never to stop caring about." I said calmly, not thinking entirely too much, but hey, it worked I figured. I did chuckle softly at her comment, even as confusing worded as it was I understood the gist, and rather agreed. "Perhaps, there are times, where something bad happens to prepare us for something wonderful? Of course, the same can be true in reverse." I said easily, almost shrugging. Huh, I was pretty pathetic in the end, at least if she knew where I was actually coming from. And I really needed to learn a balance between too little blood and too much.
I chuckled slightly, the sound mirthless though. "I would have done nothing except sit and be bitter, instead of doing something rather productive like I'm doing anymore." I said rather calmly. No matter what she said it was still a fool's dream in the end. I chuckled the sound still rather dry. "Who says I'm any better? You don't know what I could be planning this very minute, especially considering we are two clan leaders, alone, in a secluded area, nobody that would be able to help you should you scream." I said, my tone having grown rather sinister and dark though I ruined the threat by smiling. "But if I was going to kill you I already would have compared to showing you the way to my home." I said with a laugh that finally contained some semblance of happiness in it. Crude humor I suppose, no not quite right, but you get my point, or should by now.
I chuckled slightly when she offered to help me. "You'd have to be a miracle worker, they've literally vanished off the face of the earth. I think I scared them a little too much." I said with a smirk. Or perhaps I'd already killed them without realizing. Huh, you know, random idea. What if that male back there had been one of those that took Asami from me? He hadn't seemed older than me though, definately not wiser though. That was something to ponder on a rainy day, when I wasn't busy with my new girlfriend. How odd to think of her like that really. We were going to make a vicious pair weren't we? Of course that was provided I could sway her to my side, which I doubted would take entirely too much. Come now, I was learning her type, and I bet she would leap at the chance to reign by my side, not that I minded, not with her, she was worth it.
I shrugged off that fact that were very likely were repeating some of our conversations, they just ended up with different twists at times. As it was, when she went to kissing my chin I ducked my head a little to bring our lips together, keeping it rather chaste, on my end at least, except for the passion and perhaps lust that kept it rather interesting. One could say I was never boring, except for maybe when I was sleeping, but then again I normally didn't sleep with anyone so how would anyone know? I certainly didn't, and I was always rested when I awoke, and always strangely peaceful so it always led me to believe that I wasn't entirely too interesting when I slept. I laughed when she asked me not to push her boundaries too much. She was such a funny girl. "I won't, unless I get bored." I said with a playful wink and grin. Had to keep oneself amused after all!
"I should say so mio amato." I murmured in agreement about both of us going back for seconds. You don't know the half of it my little one. It takes an extremely special girl to make me even consider a second round save for dinner. And I mean, literally, dinner, my dinner. She pulled me from my inner musing with the kiss before speaking. I chuckled softly before answering. "Nothing important, just random things of no consquence." I said calmly, which actually was the complete truth, it really was nothing important. Huh, and people say I lie a lot. They were the liars in the end of it. I never lied, I told a hell of a lot of half-truths, but I never lied. Dunno why, was just a little quirk of mine. She mentioned not hinting at an idea for another night out together but mentioning she could try to make time for me. I smiled slightly. "I would greatly appreciate it if you would, I don't need to be rusting up." I said with a chuckle. Huh, oh well, might as well let her think she's calling some of the shots at times.
I chuckled slightly. "But ma cherie, it may not be hours you'd have to wait, but days, weeks, months, or even years." I said with a smile. Come now, she'd waited a couple centuries at least to find me so who knew how much longer she'd have to wait to find someone like me again. She never would though, it was one of those beautiful things of being one of a kind. Like, perhaps she would find someone with a personality similar to mine, lacking those special quirks, and wouldn't be able to satisfy her as well as I could. Or maybe she'd find someone that could satisfy her bodily, but never mentally as I was pretty damn sure I could. Otherwise why would she be sticking around? Oh right, the chance of having me attending her. I mean, who wouldn't want me? Especially considering how charming I was, both in looks and personality. Huh, I probably did need to chill the egotisticalness a little. Maybe later, if I felt like it. I chuckled slightly though. "But could you actually take me out? That's the real question." Oh I was quite confident in my own abilities, of course, look how that ended up earlier. I mean I now had a girlfriend of all things. No, I wasn't complaining, just laughing inwardly at the irony of going from wanting to show her that I was the top dog and could kill her if I so chose to, to us dating. Huh we were a strange pair, and likely the deadliest pair as well.
I smiled slightly, it was something that could almost be considered dashing. "But surely he would be thankful for that fact that he'd still be alive and be able to spend his time with one such as you." I said calmly, watching her from the corner of my eyes. Huh, I know I personally would be grateful for that alone. A brief flare of jealousy blazed up in me when she mentioned how old her ex-lover was. Huh, how odd. And then she had the gall to ask me how old I was. I smirked slightly. "Five thousand, six hundred sixty-six, give or take some years but that's pretty much accurate I believe." I said easily. Guess it was my year to be rather devilish no? I bit back a chuckle but just barely.
I could have laughed when she dared me to try anything and I did. My hand trailing closer and closer to her, pausing only to move around, drawing it out a little, make her beg for more even as I felt her hands playing with parts of my clothing before drifting south and making my eyelids flutter a little and my hand paused for a moment before drifting closer. I smirked slightly. "But I've promised not to break you." I said, that smirk still playing over my lips. I chuckled slightly and lifted my face a little to kiss her neck gently. "How kind, and here I was almost starting to wonder if you were just a frigid bitch." My tone was light, obviously a joke, and she had better see that it was a joke. Come now! Why the hell would I seriously insult her? At least right now? I may have been a guy, but I was not stupid, all the time. Give me some credit after all! I chuckled slightly when she mentioned that afterwards she'd want to spread out. "I'm sure we'll figure something out mio tesoro." I said with a laugh.
My smirk broadened a little when she went off saying I'd only find out what she wanted me to, and then asked if I was different. I merely leveled off my gaze at her and flashed a true gentlemanly smile. "Hun, you should know by now I am special." I said the smile shifting into a rather good natured smirk. I chuckled softly when she asked when to expect the next lack of genius. "No clue, perhaps after a particularly brilliant comment." I said cheerily enough. Her tongue was almost pleading for entrance and I allowed it, my mouth parting easily even as my own tongue darted out, almost to try and tease her's to come out and play.
"Of course it is. I wouldn't live in anything less." I said easily enough. I laughed lightly when she asked why some was empty. "A little bit of both in the end, and I already have themes, of sorts." I said, still pretty pleased and mildly surprised that she had similar ideas to my own. That was actually, mildly odd. "Ah well, I still love the place, it portrays me rather well." I said calmly, shrugging a little. A broad smile, a little broader than I had intended, graced my mouth when she mentioned that it would be divine if I was to show her the orchards the next night. "And if you want, we can turn it into something a bit more romantic, providing the weather cooperates. Trust me, I'm sure I have some wine or something similar hidden around the place." Huh, guess that old charmer that had been me was still hidden somewhere deep waiting for just the right person to break him out of the cage he'd been locked in. Rather worried me, but I wasn't going to let it show, not yet least.
I couldn't help myself, and I knew it was rude, but I still couldn't help myself. "Changing? The only fangs in use would be your's unless I had to like, bite my own wrists and as for the reason why I keep bringing it up, let's just say that I don't feel like having to worry about your safety from the sun, especially when I can change it." I said easily enough. Silly girl. Why would I need your blood? You would need my blood, that's where the charm lay. I chuckled softly when she said she wouldn't ask about my stories. "Tomorrow night in the orchard perhaps?" I offered. I didn't mind, but right now wasn't the right time. I didn't need to drift down those memories lanes. It wouldn't be condusive for what I needed to be concentrating on right now.
I smirked slightly when we'd entered my bedroom, or at least one of them, and her only comment was to state that she'd always wanted the same set. "Strange how similar our tastes no?" I murmured slightly before she'd answered stating she wanted that shower and was indeed looking forward to it. Of course she would, of course I wouldn't deny it, I was too. I laughed softly when she commented on the size of my bathroom compared to her kitchen and living room combined. "I'm sorry?" I offered before setting her down and letting the true games begin. She seemed to love what I was doing, going along with it, kicking off her shoes, which mildly bothered me because well, she was awfully short compared to me. Well, she wasn't as bad as it could be.
Already she was working on undressing me and it made me smile inwardly. Well, I sure as hell wasn't going to go into that shower with leather on. I'd be like, ripping my own skin off to get the outfit off, plus, where would the fun be in that? The shower was going to be a little gaming place before the real fun that would happen when it belonged. She'd already managed to get the belt and my cloak off before she'd slipped out of her dress and my hands had begun to roam, hunting for the way to undo her bra but she beat it to me. Huh, a little impatient much? Not that I was complaining. She pulled away after some kissing and I frowned a little, before realizing she was heading into the shower, giving me a rather enticing look. I pulled my shirt off with relative ease before kicking off my boots and pulling the pants off. Sorry mio amato, you don't get to have the fun of playing with wet leather.
I advanced, in a way that may have made others worry considering my general size, but she would have nothing to worry about. "Come mio amato, it's time to clean ourselves up." I said with a grin, stopping to bend down a bit and nipped at her collarbone before edging my way around her and feeling the warm water beating against my flesh. One hand strayed to the faucet, turning the heat up a little, sighing in contentment. I'd behave, for the time being. She really did need a shower, I mean after being tumbled in the woods, and then with that idiot in the club, plus whatever she'd been doing before we'd met that made her stink like a were's concubine. Heh, and here I was pretty damn clean, except for the woods and blood but that was no big deal for me. I smiled softly. "What are you waiting for?" I asked with that devious little smile. We were going to be having some fun mio amato, at least, until we both decided we were clean enough and then we'd truly have some fun I think, perhaps more than in the woods. At least, that's what I was hoping for, and I knew she'd be able to provide. Of course, my one and only hope was that nobody would dare interrupt us. I'd very likely kill someone without thinking if I was interrupted again. I had to show her what I was truly capable of after all.[/size]