painting the night with brush strokes of gray: (Closed thread)

[SandS13]

Imogen found herself on her back, breasts on display and at his mercy. She could have joked about ruining her blouse but she didn’t want anything to ruin this moment. In fact, she wanted this side of him, the slightly harder and more insistent. Gabriel was so careful and reserved but she wanted him to know he did not need to hold back with her.

She moaned. “Tell me again that you want me...” Her voice was thick. Her eyes found his. Her hands reached up and into his hair. Her legs slid up, along his body, urging him closer. “Show me how much you want me...”

Imogen was not used to arousal like this but he had sparked it in her the moment he followed her to Morgan’s office. Now she feared no other could make her feel like this but then...she never wanted to feel another’s touch or presence. She only wanted Gabriel.

I think I am falling for you.... She kept the thought locked away though, her mind currently sealed off, even from him.

 

[The_gladiator]

He growled low with need, loving the image of her hair fanned out on the pillow as he lay her down, his China doll. She was his in that moment, and forever if he had anything to say about it. “You are mine little one,” he rumbled. One hand pinned hers over her head so her breasts lifted with the motion, on display for his eyes to feast on. He slid to her side and began to yank down the rest of her clothes.

Trailing a hand up her inner thigh, he let his fingers play over her pussy, finding her wet and willing for him. They tunneled deep inside her as he looked down on her, taking in how she looked, reveling in it. At his mercy.

 

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“Yours...” Imogen moaned with need. She was now naked before him. She felt her desire grow as he looked her over.

Her body arched, hips opening to allow his fingers to move in her sex. She whimpered with need, he had her close already. “Gabriel...” Her eyes begged him to let her cum. She was completely at his mercy.

Imogen’s tongue trailed over her lips, as if trying to tempt him into kissing her.

 

[The_gladiator]

He watched her lick her lip, almost as if tempting him. He couldn’t resist it and his lips claimed hers, as he let his thumb press to her clit, wanting her peak, wanting her to cum for him.

The idea that he could pleasure her even just with his touch excited him. His tongue slid into her mouth, stealing her moans as his touch drove her higher and higher.

 

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Gabriel kissed her. Imogen felt him take her breath away. His fingers and thumb kept moving. She came, arching and moving under his hand.

She pulled her mouth away, just enough to breathe. Her head lifted, putting her forehead to his. “Your touch is intoxicating.” It was murmured to him. “I love the feel of you, against me...touching me...”

She took a shuddering breath. “I love being here with you.”

 

[The_gladiator]

His smile was self-satisfied as she came for him. At her words he released her wrists and pulled her against him kissing her again, feeling her arms going around him. “As do I little one.” His hands framed her face looking into her eyes, “I will never let anyone take you away from me,” he promised.

As he spoke, he shifted his hips and buried himself in her in one clean long stroke. He was distracted from his sweet words by the feel of her body clenching tightly around his cock. He barely bit back a groan of pleasure. It was clear on his face how good she felt. His hands continued to frame her face, stroking her throat with his thumbs.

 

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Imogen cried out as he entered her. Her hands reached out to hang onto him. Her legs wrapped about him.

His hands were on her face, thumbs stroking her throat and it made her moan. She wanted to belong to him, to be his, to feel him hold her against him. She wanted to feel his hands holding her tightly and his teeth in her skin.

Her orgasm was intense and took her by surprise. She moaned wanting to tell him over and over again how good he felt inside of her but she was fairly certain he knew and Imogen wasn’t sure she was capable of more than moans in the moment.

 

[The_gladiator]

His strokes were long, hard, almost desperate compared to his typical methodical rhythm. He kissed her again and again as he moved in and out of her.

Her second orgasm prompted that low chuckle of male pleasure. He took pride in being able to please his woman, and was clearly pleasing her. Even as her muscles milked him as they spasmed with her release.

He fucked her through her orgasm and then pulled back kneeling up. “Turn over,” he growled, he wanted the deeper harder angle taking her from behind would afford him.

 

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The movements were more urgent, harder than the other times. Imogen was enjoying it, riding out her climax. She almost reached out to hold him to her as Gabriel pulled away.

His growled words, a command to turn over made her gasp. He was more controlling than other times they had had sex. Imogen found herself enjoying this side of him. “As you wish..I will deny you nothing..I am yours completely”

Imogen moved to comply. She got to her hands and knees. She kept her knees slightly apart and then leaned down onto her elbows, forcing her hips and ass upwards. She was fully opened to him.

She looked back at Gabriel, hair tousled around her shoulders.

 

[The_gladiator]

He growled his need. He almost wished he could paint her just like that. There weren’t words to describe how sexy she was in that moment. So, inviting.

His hands were firm on her hips as he danced his own, teasing his cockhead over her lips. One hand moved to line himself up and then he slammed into her hard and fast. There had been so much stress, so much pain that night. He needed to lose himself in her body, to forget for a moment everything but how good she felt. He found solace in their union as he threw his head back in a primal pose. Was it the threat of losing her to Dimitri that brought out this possessiveness? He wasn’t sure, but he felt like an animal claiming her as his as his hips moved in and out hard and fast. His hands though firm were still gentle on her hips. Granting her contrasting sensations of rough and gentle, tender yet passionate. Though he also bore his own darkness within him, he wanted her to know how much he wanted her, wanted her to be his.

 

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Her fingers gripped the sheets as he growled. Imogen made a mental note to tell him just how much she enjoyed that noise, that almost primal signal of his desire for her.

She cried out as he entered her. It was hard, deep and with little fanfare. She certainly didn't mind. Her body was ready, waiting for him. She wanted this. Her last couple of days had been...a lot. This was what they both seemed to need.

Imogen rocked back to meet the almost savage thrusts. Her head went down, cheek on the bed and ass lifted to him. She wanted to feel him take her, claiming her like an animal would. She found herself wishing he would bite her shoulder, to leave a mark on her body to remind them both of this. She said nothing, was incapable of more than constant noises of her enjoyment that were muffled by the bed.

Despite the roughness of their coupling, Gabriel's hands still touched her body gently. The contrast was not lost on her. It made her want to give in and let herself submit to the feeling she felt growing for him.

Imogen bit the bed and screamed as Gabriel hit so deeply that she thought she might collapse from the sensation. All thoughts of feelings were gone.

 

[The_gladiator]

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth with the pleasure. He was unable to keep in the low moan and grunt of pleasure that filtered through his teeth. Her position was so inviting, begging him to claim her, take her, take his pleasure from her.

He accepted the
Gift that she offered. She seemed to offer herself freely. Though it was more of a sharing even as he took his pleasure from her. They were united in that moment. “Imogen,” he cried out, “Cum for me little one,” he growled.

 

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Imogen closed her eyes and moved with him. There was no holding back as he commanded her to cum...

Her hips shifted back and Imogan came, screaming his name into the bed. Her fingers gripped the bed, one of her nails tearing a hole. She was impaled fully, claimed completely by him.

She was shaking with the force of it. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was in desperate gasps.

 

[The_gladiator]

He fucked her through her orgasm. Her muscles like a vice around his shaft. “Fuck.” He growled with need.

Her release triggered his and he gripped her harder as he buried himself to the hilt, spraying his cum deep inside her pussy, filling her with his seed. There was a risk that he could give her a child now she was in his world, but neither focused on that in that moment, it was just about their animalistic release.

 

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If it was not for Gabriel's hands on her hips Imogen might have collapsed to the bed. He filled her, hitting her cervix hard as he came inside of her.

They were both breathing hard, coming down from their orgasms and Imogen slowly sunk down, laying on her stomach. She shuddered with pleasure. Her arms tucked under her head, acting as a pillow. She turned her head to the side. "Have I pleased you?" She asked quietly.

 

[The_gladiator]

He let himself slump down at her side, his left leg sliding over her legs, his arm over her back, and into her hair. His other hand propping up his head as he looked down at her. “Yes,” he said softly, “Of course little one, how could you not?” he asked.

As he spoke, he let his fingers pet and stroke her hair gently. After the rough fucking, the way he cared for her afterward was a stark contrast. His lips pressed to the back of her shoulder, “And did I please you little one?” he asked softly.

 

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Imogen smiled. Her cheeks were flushed, pink with the warmth of her orgasms. "Yes, Gabriel. Very pleased."

His fingers were moving through her hair. His body was draped over her like a true lover. She looked thoughtful. "I know almost nothing about you. You came to the club, to work at Morgan's behest but all I know about you is that you are a sentinel, ensuring rules are followed and justice done. You paint. Your mentor is Vladimir. That is all. Where do you live? How old are you? They keep saying you are young...Do you have family?" Her eyes were wide, her tone earnest. She wanted to get to know this man who had decided she was deserving of his protection.

 

[The_gladiator]

He listened to her questions and smiled at her curiosity. “There isn’t much to tell.” He said with a shrug of one shoulder, “I have no permanent home, I go where the council dispatches me to go,” he explained. “I have blended into human society with my art as you might have guessed. In the modern era I have worked primarily on album art for music artists, poster designs and the like.” He shrugged.

“He slid his hand down her spine as he spoke, “Vladimir is one of my mentors, yes. I have also spent time serving as the promotion manager and other roles for Nicholas’s band.” He let his fingers make circles on her skin. “Before he settled down, he was known as the traveler and his group, the Travelers were almost mythical. Before Vampires came out to humankind, everyone tried to learn who the Travelers were, were they the same people throughout the years, did the name last throughout generations and different members take up the mantle of each player? I would consider some of them in addition to Vladimir to be as close as family as anyone.”

 

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She rolled to her side, facing him and moving his leg back over top of her. Her hands stroked his chest. "Promotions...artist...not what I imagined. I had an image of sentinels as scary, dark and mean. You were only partially what I envisioned." She smirked.

Her face shifted, a slight frown forming. "If you have no home, if you move about..what will happen to me when you are done here? I realize you made a choice to protect me and you said...well what is said in bed is not to be taken seriously but you said before I was to be with you...." Imogen shook her head. She ensured her mind was closed off, her emotions tucked away. "I am sorry, it doesn't matter. You took a great risk in bonding with me. I will not get in your way and will go wherever you say."

 

[The_gladiator]

He first chuckled at her initial comments, “Some sentinels are quite scary, I would not consider myself to be one of them.” And then his face darkened at her words. He lifted a hand to her cheek, “I would not abandon you if that is what you are wondering.” He seemed to consider. “Very few bonded sentinels remain sentinels. Most leave the service,” he explained. “There are some who travel with their bonded partners. We would have to decide what worked best for us.” He was sure that she knew she would be a part of that discussion.

“I would say that vampire kind has tried to become more open less scary. When I became a sentinel, it was very much doom and gloom. We are vigilantes for a reason, we are the nightmares told to keep little children in line. But as less and less of our race exist, we have had to try to blend more and more into the human world around us. I have nowhere I call home, but I maintain households in several countries and have amassed enough wealth over the centuries that I could buy us a home anywhere you wanted,” he explained.

He lifted her chin to meet his eyes, “I do not care if it was said in bed or not, do not doubt any words I say to you Imogen,” the strangeness of his using her name punctuating how serious he was.

 

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She stared at him, unable to move her eyes away from his. "I will make no demands. I can be useful to you. I promise I won't be in the way." Imogen had done her best to keep her emotions locked up. It was what she was good at. She had always kept people at arm's length. She had already slipped with Gabriel. she refused to cling to him and make herself a nuisance.

"Thank you for affirming that you keep me with you. I will not stop you from being a sentinel. Maybe, once I learn more my abilities can help you. I will earn my space. I am good at that. Morgan took me in for that same reason. Skills. I told you that when we first spoke." She smiled softly and kissed his cheek. She was trying to make it clear that she expected nothing of a romantic nature from him. Oh, she would happily warm his bed and other intimate acts but she would keep it to a level he dictated.

"Tell me more about your life."

 

[The_gladiator]

He seemed to ignore her question about his life, and frowned. Finally, he spoke, “I have absolutely no doubt you would prove useful in what ever life we choose together. Let’s get one thing straight,” His eyes bored into hers, “I am not Morgan. I do not care about your usefulness. Your mere presence in my life is useful enough.” He stroked back a lock of her hair as he spoke. “Do you have any idea how many of my kind I have hunted?” his eyes were serious, “More than I can count, and I haven’t even been doing it for a millennium yet. There are others who have it much worse. It is our women that keep us sane, help us remember there is light in our lives. You are that. I selfishly took you because I recognized in you a person who could be the light to my darkness. Of course, it was also to save you.”

His gaze grew even more intense as he spoke, “But I have claimed you, it is a ceremony more binding than any human marriage. You seem to be viewing it as a business transaction. It is not. You are mine. You will grow to love me in time, or such is my hope. If you do not then I will simply have to try harder. The longer pairs are together, the stronger the bond. My desire for you will only continue to grow. You should already know that I do not do things half way little one. You may wall yourself off from me for now, if it makes you feel safer, but I demand nothing less than all of you. Not just your body, but your mind, your emotions, your soul I have already claimed and joined to mine and your body you have already given, the others will come with time.” He understood what he was describing was new to her and seemingly took away all of her choices, yet he seemed confident that he could win her, that he could please her. “The one thing I will not do is let you go, and that is what Morgan hates, she hates that I took away her prize, that I removed her pawn and made you my queen. This is all knew to you I understand, so if it pleases you to hear about my lack of siblings unless you count the Travelers, I will share stories with you until dawn. Just know that I see you trying to distance yourself from me and I will not allow it to linger for long.” He stroked her face gently. “I am not one of your human lovers to throw you away when I am bored. I have many hungers that have been suppressed for many years, and not just physical, but emotional as well. Our relationship will not be as master and servant. I did not take you as a human servant. I converted you and bonded you to me. You may defer to my experience especially where it comes to your safety, but you are not just my hired help.”

Finally, he went quiet, waiting for a reaction from her. He fully expected her to flee in terror at what he was suggesting. Though he was a patient hunter, if she fled, he would only have to court her, she would not escape him. He frowned inwardly. He wondered in that moment what exactly made him better than Dimitri, on the surface they both sought to claim her. Would she see that, would she be frightened of him again?

 

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Imogen withdrew a little as Gabriel's gaze intensified. His hand brushed her hair. Somehow the words were not making sense though.

Her eyes glistened, filling with unshed tears. "I- " She swallowed unsure she could continue. Imogen leaned a little into his fingers that were on her cheek. "I never wanted to presume emotions. I have struggled with my own." She shook her head. "I thought...I thought servant, bound like- "

Imogen let her eyes focus on his. She leaned in and kissed him. She was terrified, utterly and to the core - of him, of his words and of her feelings. The strange thing to her was she wanted it all to be true. She wanted to be his. His words, his claims of making her his queen or how he hope she would learn to love him.

The kiss was broken. "Be patient with me. I want to tell you how I feel but I have guarded my emotions so closely my whole life. I do not throw away lovers, I am not that person. I just do not let people in. You have already broken down my defenses too easily. That scares me. Yet..."

Her hand stroked his cheek. "Yet I think I can learn to open myself, not just my body to you willingly." He had completely upended her view on things. Imogen had thought she was being careful and safe. Gabriel had just ripped the rug out from under her feet. His intensity frightened her. It reminded her of Dimitri but with less darkness to it.

 

[The_gladiator]

“In not presuming emotions take caution to not assume that emotions aren’t present either.” He said softly kissing her back. He wanted her, but he would not rush her. He told her as much assuring her he would wait for her both with his touch and his words. “Patient is something that I do well little one… at least sometimes,” he said with a slight smile.

He tucked her into his chest, stroking her hair. Wanting to be her rock.

“Don’t listen to him, he lies Mi Amore. You are mine. I am coming to you soon. I know where you are now.” The voice stroked at the edges of Imogen’s mind. “I will free you soon, I promise you that.”

 

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Imogen let him pull her in, rested her head on his chest. She closed her eyes. She was tired now, both in body and in mind though he had given her a great deal to think about now. He was right, she had assumed that like Morgan he simply hadn't seen her as anything but a servant, staff...a tool. She had kept her emotions so hidden that she had just begun to think of him the same, no feeling or not desiring of feeling for her and that her emotions would be unwelcome to him. Gabriel's words spoke differently though.

He also seemed certain that he would only grow to care for her more and that she would eventually feel the same. He was right, she would because she had already felt it and tried to suppress it.

She sighed against him and felt herself beginning to drift off.

Don’t listen to him, he lies Mi Amore. You are mine. I am coming to you soon. I know where you are now. I will free you soon, I promise you that.”

Imogen frowned. She had thought her mind protected yet she could hear him...

She stood in a dress of dark blue. The style was old, renaissance like. Imogen looked around. She was in her mind but not....

"Where am I?" She called out to the dark.

"A place in your mind that is not yours." The voice reached out and brushed her shoulder. "I will draw her out of you. The memories are here."

"I am not her."

"No, you are not but you are...part of you feels it." Now the voice was behind her. "You are brighter than she was. Stronger. Once I unlock her memories in you than you will love me again. I am coming to you. I would never leave you to another, mi amor. You are mine, you are my starlight."

Imogen closed her eyes as the voice caressed her neck. "He lets you grow weak. He doesn't see you fed. He wishes to suppress your powers, your beauty. You will fade in his care, in his lies. He seeks to hide you away, not love you as I do."

The voice was dark and seductive.

"I will never let them take you from me again. I will slaughter all who keep me from you."

In the bed, in Gabriel's arms Imogen's breathing changed. It was shallow as if she could not catch her breath. Her head moved side to side.

"Do not fight me, do not keep me out...I want to worship you, protect you. They are using you..You will come to me. You will be mine." The voice was on her neck, moving on her skin as if kissing her. "I long to taste you."

Imogen whimpered but it was the sort one makes when a lover is teasing one's body.