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Post by daimon on May 5, 2009 18:17:56 GMT -5
Lucian looked upwards at the ceiling he had fell in his mistress's bed. he had passed out and he did not know why. The feeling of being rather drunk came to him, though the boy had never touched alchol nor drugs. He was dizzy, memories of his life coming to him, all the violence... all the people he hurt. He was at one time an assassin. This much he was sure of.
He had found love, finally someone to care for him. Finnally a girl he could hold in his arms. Yet he also saw her as a mistress, his dominative lover. He did everything he could to pleasure her, her desires carried out to the fullest extent of his body. He was shirtless, and in black jeans with tears through the legs. He looked enchanting as he lay there... Hoping she would return to him. He remembered her saying something about the auction.
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2009 18:27:55 GMT -5
felix ;;
Closing the apartment door silently, Felix gave a small sigh. The full moon was here, tonight, and it was only around noon so far, though she was more volatile than anywhere, so that was a definite 'no' for any love-making tonight, poor Lucien. He hadclothes, bought offline from the laptop in her study. That was fun, picking them out with Lucien, cuddled in his arms.
But the auction wasn't as informative as she thought it would be. Oh well, maybe they would just take what she gave them, like Alexis. Poor girl . . Felix put down her bag, discarding the weapons she had on her. Better to be safe than sorry; kill first, question later. Continuing to the bedroom she knew Lucien was in, Felix grinned, her footsteps barely audiable. The door opened and shut, and Felix climbed onto the bed, cuddling up next to Lucien, kissing his neck, her lips trailing to his ear. "Miss me?" she asked her love, feeling safe and content with him easily.
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Post by daimon on May 5, 2009 19:39:34 GMT -5
" I have never missed anything more... My beautiful mistress." He whispered gently slowly running his hand through her hair down her cheek softly, his fingers grazing lightly down her neck. He had missed her... she was his air... The only reason he breathed. He kissed her cheek sloowly letting his lips moved down to hers. His hands moved lightly down her waist, her body warm against his own.
His skin was cold against hers. Her body was soft and gentle against his own. The innocent teenager slowly kissed her neck moving his lips down her skin. His gentle blue eyes looking into hers. "My love, my mistress... Are you tired? Perhaps I could releive your stress?" He smiled sweetly. He slowly kissed her neck running his hands up her his slowly. His eyes still looking into hers. "How was the auction?" He whispered.
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2009 19:52:03 GMT -5
His touches soothed her more, the wolf now like a puppy, wagging its tail, happy to be touched. That was near how she felt, perhaps even better. "Not tonight, Lucian," she whispered, putting him down, feeling slightly guilty. But Felix didn't want to hurt him, the creatue inside her was already bursting to get out, for it would be just a bit before it could escape. She tried to keep it on a tight leash, nothing for it to snap at. She wasn't going to have her love see her like that, an uncontrollable creature, no longer human at all. It was a disgrace, a curse, one that she was forced to live with.
"Tha auction? Nothing worth mentioning," she whispered back, her eyes finding his. They were like the sky, holding endless beauty and possibilities. "I would have much rather stayed with ou." She kissed his lips, teasingly.
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Post by daimon on May 5, 2009 20:02:48 GMT -5
He kissed her back letting his tongue lightly touch hers. His lips broke from hers after a few moments. He was gentle and delicate with her treating her as he always did... as if she was a jewel. He knew they could not make love every night, still he longed for her. He kissed her neck gently. "To bad mistress..." He looked innocent and cute, still letting his lips touch her skin.
He lay next to her, holding her in his arms. "You seem... almost sad." He whispered gently. His lips slowly moved down her neck. Before pulling away. He looked so innocent and slim. Though the fighter's looks were quite deceiving... how much had he lived through?
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2009 20:15:40 GMT -5
Beneath his skin, Lucian was an impressive fighter, his muscles toned beautifully since his fighting days, of which she now traced, her fingers lightly going over them. It wasn't hard to smell the lust in the air, the friction between the two, attraction fatal. Her neck was full of his kisses, making her smile, before she felt him pull back.
"I just thinking, Lucian, about the full moon." Despite her not telling him of what she was, her 'species' as some would call it, it was obvious now, Lycan or werewolf. But the next words out of her mouth would give it away. It was impossible not to kill on a full moon for Felix, for that was the nature of the werewolf. Like vampires needed blood, werewolves needed . . A small shudder went through her body, which he would prbably notice. Ugh. She was disgusted with herself at times. "Don't go out tonight, please. Besides the Lycans, there's bound to be other werewolves about . . and they won't hesitate, as you probably very well know." She was warning him, common sense coming into play here. Felix kissed his cheek, soft and cold against her warm lips.
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Post by daimon on May 5, 2009 20:26:10 GMT -5
"These wolves... feed every night, I hate what the lycans are doing... but werewolves are different... I know what you are mistress... You warn me to stay in because your going out tonight. I understand and I would kill for you. I love you, my beautiful mistress, no matter what." He whispered gently.
"No matter who you kill, or what you do." He whispered gently slowly nudging her moving against her letting his lips move down her neck to her heart, between her breasts. His head rest against her breasts gently. His eyes looking into hers. His blue beautiful eyes. His skin was cold... He felt worried, he loved her and yet he feared someone would hurt her. He would follow her tonight and ensure her protection... but first he would have to make a chemical that would hide his scent so she couldnt track him.
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2009 20:42:25 GMT -5
Her heart was beating faster than any human's would, and survive, but that was the way Felix's body ran. His words were reassuring, carefully loving, accepting. There was no lie she could detect in them, as far as Felix could tell, and she smiled faintly. "Thank you for having so much faith in me. I love you," she reminded him, his eyes searching her once moe. It seemed like nothing could hide from them, honesty revealing itself immediately, like they were the ultimate truth syrum.
It was going undetected by Felix, something getting past her defenses. She tried not to do this with Lucian, the simple act of the easiest mind-sweep, like just knowing what they wanted from her, the gist of what a person was thinking. And here, Felix stopped doing that with her lover. She didn't know why, but she did. And his plot to watch her tonight went uncommented by Felix.
It was easy to feel his lips, and get lost in them, lost in the moment, though she was trying hard not to. "I don't want you to kill for me," she whispered huskily, honestly. "I can fend for myself, you know." She wasn't being prideful, though Felix very well was, but instead, just wanting to keep him as she knew him.
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Post by daimon on May 6, 2009 20:36:06 GMT -5
"I understand." He whispered gently in her ear still holding her in his arms. The world had hurt him so much, and he had been passive to atone for the sins of his past. At the moment when he first took life a grief had came to him and never left... the faces of the men he had killed came to him still, yet he was no afraid to take life... He looked into her eyes holding her.
"Its just something we have to live with." He added. He was well aware of what a werewolf was, the moon controlling their changes, rather then a self willing change. They were also stronger then lycans in his opinion. His hands slowly moved down her waist lightly letting his fingers touch her hips through her clothes. His body was cold against hers, freezing almost, as though the warmth in him had died long ago.
He looked at her with his beautiful blue eyes, their emotion literal in his every movement. He was innocent, his words poetic. "Allowing the moon to control time, to break you away from me into the animal spirit world is something hard, but something I must do. My heart it breaks as I think for one moment you will no longer love me and I will be alone... completely alone. For without I am... Alone." He spoke gently running his hand over her cheek. "Its something... I must learn to live with." He whispered now.
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2009 15:49:35 GMT -5
His hands trailed her skin, light touchesgetting even more of a reaction out of Felix. His words touched her, but thy were a bit unsettling, to leave him alone like that for a little while, just barely, though only one night.
"Luciann," she whispered back, though her eyes were filled with warmth, his were of innocence. "You know that I will never leave you completely, though my animal spirit is there to the fullest. More like, I am yours further, but a puppy rather than the wolf." And that much was true. She could be spitting mad, eady to kill, her soul ablaze, but as soon as he touched her, her body calmed down, following in the way her mind di as well.
"And I will happily mmend your heart after the full moon," Felix said softly,her hand coming up to thr collar he had on, as black as night, simple and beautiful. Only she held the key to it, like he held the key to her heart. "But you'll never be alone. Though the fires of hell may delay me, I'll always be there for you."
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Post by daimon on May 7, 2009 16:20:29 GMT -5
His eyes touched hers his skin cold against her warmth. He could hold her in his arms for ever... She was the only love he had ever known. "Mistress... I love you, and So long as your with me I will be happy." His collar was black as the night, he was her slave... mind body and heart. He kissed her neck gently running his hands down her hips lightly.
His eyes pierced hers. They were soft blue, the softer side of lucian. He gently kissed her lips, letting his lips touch against his mistress's. He was so delicate with her as he slowly kissed her neck again. He loved her soft fragrent scent. She was wonderful to him. He took her hand sliding it down his neck until it was against his chest, his heart beat soft... "My heart beats only for you my love." he whispered gently.
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2009 5:03:58 GMT -5
She kissed his lips, soft and gentle, before letting them graze down his skin, her hand still on his chest, the rythminc beating of Lucian's heart the most there. Her hand fell, replaced by her head, the red hair shielding the one side, while it was pressed up against his chest. Felix gave a small, contented sih.
"As mine does for you," Felix whispered back, her body closer to his now. And she stole a glance at the clock; it was getting nearer to the time she had to go, if her destination was to be reached. However, she didn't sau anything, just stayed there with her slave and love. He was so gentle with her. That was one of the first times anybody ever was like that with her, and it made her smile, too. She wouldn't leave him for the world. "Do you know how happy you've made me?"
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Post by daimon on May 8, 2009 15:30:55 GMT -5
He slowly placed his hand against her head holding her lovingly in his arms. His breath was gentle as he looked up at the clock... She would leave him soon, the pain threaded through his heart. A reminder of his love for her with each and every beat. Her hair smelled of flowers, his lover was truly remarkable. His hand gently moved over her cheek.
"My love... You have made me... Happy." This was a strange word to him. "Happy.... for the first time in my entire life. I have never felt joy... only the thrill of violence, lust and passion... And the abscense of those emotoins... But with you... I know true blissful joy. My love.... Felix." He kissed her cheek gently letting his lips touch hers again barely.
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2009 17:06:49 GMT -5
She smiled, another soft sigh coming forth from her lips, speaking of happiness and gentleness. "You don't have to call me 'mistress,'" Felix said, loving the sound of her name from his voice. It sounded nice, as though it were honey. "My name is Felix. You know that."
She was glad to have made him happy, to have reached only a part of him that only she knew. Felix reached up to kiss him, their lips meeting at the best moment, the lightest of touches, innocent and gentle, a soft, fleeting touch. Another glance at the clock betrayed her apprehension. "I have to go." The words were spoken after about ten minutes of silence between the two, a loving time, the presence of each other making Felix smile softly. She pulled herself away from him, her bare feet making no noise as she pulled back the curtain from the sliding doors, the light of the setting sun giving everything a soft glow.
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Post by daimon on May 14, 2009 16:50:00 GMT -5
He didnt want to see her go. "After you get home... Can I hold you in my arms? Can I make love to... and can we sleep without anyone hurting you..." He felt an intense sadness as she left his arms. He lay there, laying on the bed his eyes staring up at her. He bit his lip lightly, a innocent trait he often did. He looked at her and then to the setting sun realizing she would leave soon and become a wolf.
He would stay indoors tonight and let her take care of herself. When she returned to him he would be there... Cause he loved her. He stretched his muscles out on the bed. It was almost to much to bare being torn away from the woman he loved by something he could not stop... something they could not control.
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