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

[The_gladiator]

Gabriel watched her feed and smiled; glad she was accepting their help.

Fernando patted the werewolf on the shoulder. Offering silent support.

Gabriel gently pulled Imogen from Leanna and swiped his tongue over the wound closing it for her. “Thank you.” She turned and headed towards Daniel. Gabriel rocked Imogen in his arms. He knew that she would feel more fire through her body, not as powerful as that first time. He gently carried her towards the bathroom, wanting to have her somewhere she would feel less uncomfortable when her body began purging the toxins in her system.

Daniel blew out a sigh. He was willing to help Imogen, but he felt like he had been gutting punched. Though when he saw it was to be Leanna to feed on him, he perked up a bit, At least the experience would be a little more pleasant. He did not really want to feed some strange men. He looked around. Leanna closed the bathroom door, and then walked to the bedroom door, closing it on the others. Leaving him alone with her. “Where would you like me?” he asked her.

 

[SandS13]

Her body grew uncomfortable. It was as if someone had injected heat into her veins. Not fire, just heat. Imogen moaned like one about to be sick. She didn't feel herself get lifted though she did feel the arms around her and knew it was Gabriel.

"What's happening to me?" Imogen moaned weakly. Too many things had happened with little explanation to her. It was as if everyone around her knew what was going on but she was left in the dark. It was unsettling. As Morgan's human liaison she usually knew important things. This had all felt important and it seemed like she was involved but then...why did she know nothing?

Leanna looked at Daniel. "I am giving you a choice of where you wish me to feed from...neck, wrist, thigh...I do not often offer the choice."

 

[The_gladiator]

“You are joining my world,” he said softly, his hand running over her back as he slowly undressed her in the privacy of the bathroom. “You are literally being transformed into my race. I am here, I am protecting you,” he whispered, this time aloud, letting her feel the rumble of his voice as he bared her.

He helped her kneel before the toilet. When her body began to purge itself of toxins, he held her hair back from her face, cuddled her close, and as soon as he knew it was done, he began to run the tub, wanting to wash her clean. Help her feel warm and soothed. The heat would relax the muscles. He knew she needed at least one more blood transfer, this time a second exchange as in the beginning. He also knew once she was fully in his world, he would bond her to him. That second exchange with him would be to truly bind her to him.

He lowered her into the warmth of the water, her sitting in his lap as he joined her in the water.


Daniel shrugged his shoulder, “I don’t know.” He said, “Which is the most pleasant? “His eyes were on her, for once the predator feeling very much like pray, though strangely he liked it. This was strange to him considering how confused he was over Imogen.

 

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Leanna smiled. "Some find the neck pleasant, others the thigh. The wrist is the more impersonal. So wolf, it depends on how personal you would like me to get." She looked him over. "I feel it, you had feelings for Gen. We all knew it. Morgan would never have allowed it. I can make this pleasant for you if you like. Close your eyes, think of Gen and I will feed."

In the bathroom, Imogen laid against Gabriel. Her body ached from the purging it had done. Her veins hurt as if they had been slowly burned. She never realized one could feel their veins before but she was certain that was what she felt.

"Your world." She was changing. She would be like he was. Vampire.

"You risked yourself for me. You risked Morgan's wrath. Why? I don't understand what is going on. It all happened so quickly." She snuggled against him, enjoying the feel of his arms about her. Just this morning she had been thinking about how it would feel to be in the bath with him. Now she was but it was not quite as she had imagined.

"All this talk of bloodlines. I am not their family. I don't have any family." Imogen closed her eyes and found her barriers all in place. Somehow she had managed to get them all up again. She relaxed, happy to be rid of the memories that were hurting her mind a short time ago.

 

[The_gladiator]

Daniel finally nodded. Leanna looked nothing like Imogen, but she was beautiful. She was of an ancient bloodline, based on her coloration. He had flown with Morgan once to the Carpathian Mountains and most the vampires they met there looked like her. “Thigh, then, please make it pleasant, I have been hurt by your kind enough today.” He urged.

He approached Leanna slowly.

“You are worth the risk to me,” he rumbled softly, his hands moving to begin massaging her arms, easing tension in cramping muscles. “This was the only way to protect you, but there is something more about you, a connection to one another. I know you felt it.” He said softly to her.

 

[SandS13]

"I am not connected to Daniel.." Imogen let him touch her, massage her arms. "I am no one. I know Morgan thought to exploit my abilities but all this talk of bloodlines and Isabela. The brothers...they wanted to kill me. It makes no sense."

She lifted her head to look in his eyes. "You don't even know me. You can't know I am worth anything to you." She vaguely recalled telling him that she loved him in her delirious state and the very idea she had said it made her feel foolish. Love wasn't a luxury she could have and certainly not with someone she just met, let alone an ancient vampire...a sentinel no less.

Leanna nodded and asked Daniel to remove his pants and underwear. She let him lay down on the bed before running her hand up his leg. "It may sting but I will be gentle. I won't take too much. Imagine I am Gen...it will help."

Her head leaned down, her tongue moving over the artery in his thigh. Her teeth elongated and she bit down. The blood rushed into her mouth. His blood was heady, powerful and carried a taste of the beast within him with it. Leanna drank enough to replenish herself before sealing the wound and pulling away.

 

[The_gladiator]

“Yes, they wanted to kill you, that was before.” He stroked his hands down to hers, “Now they will respect our union, they would now die for you as a member of their bloodline. The blood of Catarina Angeles runs in your veins, and I suspect…” here he broke off kissing the top of her head, “I suspect you are her born again. My people believe that we are reborn so that two halves of a soul can join again in the future. No matter the time, bonded pairs will always find one another in the next life.” He explained.

Meanwhile. Daniel removed his pants. He was curious why his underwear as well, did she want to look upon him while she fed? Her hands on his thigh were soft and gentle. The bite stung, but her sucking at the inner thigh sent fire through him and he grew hard letting out a low growl of pleasure. He didn’t realize that feeding could be this erotic.

When she pulled back, she would be met with his arousal, both in his hardness and in his eyes. “Is taking all you vampires do?” he finally asked, trying to sound sensual, but somewhat sounding petulant, “Do you ever give anything in return for your meal’s gift?” he asked.

 

[SandS13]

"Some of us can cause a climax in our meal. I am not one with that particular gift..." Leanna smiled. "Do not sulk so..." She let her hand run up along his cock. "I feel you have had your emotions played with far too much today. I would not leave you like this."

She began to stroke his cock in measured motions. It was not the touch of a lover but it was not clinical either. She wanted to give him the release, her way of thanking him and also, letting his pent up emotions be released.

In the tub, Imogen let Gabriel take her hands. A chill ran through her, causing her to shiver. "What do you mean reborn? As in her soul is in me? I am human. I can't be of their bloodline." It made no sense to her.

"Hold me, please Gabriel." She wanted to feel his arms around her. It helped her pretend that everything was alright.

 

[The_gladiator]

Her hand drew an almost instant gasp from Daniel. Her hand was warmer than he expected. Though it shouldn’t have been a surprise to him, she had just fed on him, after all. His eyes locked on her hand’s movement. It rode that line between lover and therapist. It was clearly her gift to him.

“Oh, please,” he breathed at the feel of her touches. The healing soothing vibes pored off her in waves. She was healing him, healing in this situation was not in the traditional sense, but it would serve the same purpose.

Gabriel held her. He tried to find the words to explain to her as he massaged her hands gently. “Many years ago,” he considered, “Over 600, I believe, vampire kind don’t often count the years the way humans do,” he pulled her closer, “Isabela had children before she became vampire with her brothers. You are descended of those children.” He did not give her the whole story, just tried to give her pieces that she seemed to need in this moment.

 

[SandS13]

Leanna kept stroking his cock. She used her other hand to cup his testicles and roll them. Her thumb was pressed to the underside of the head of his cock. "Release...let it go..."

Imogen frowned. "But I thought-" She was too tired to make it all make sense. She shifted her thoughts to something else. "This..you bonded me to you to protect me from Morgan. You still need to find the killer. What happens to me then? Do I answer to her still? What happens to me when you are done the investigation?" Imogen didn't want to hear that he would leave her. She didn't want to hear he had only done it to protect her. She didn't want to acknowledge the little voice in her head that reminded her that being bonded was like a marriage. She was his, forever. What if the voice was wrong and it was just wishful thinking?

 

[The_gladiator]

The placement of her thumb, the caress of her fingertips over the head, it all combined to drive him hire and hire. Her urging and he quickly pulled up his shirt so he would not get his cum on it, fully expecting she would spill his seed on his stomach.

Gabriel held her close, “The predator in me is too strong to let you go,” he said flatly. “You will learn to live with me, I will dedicate my life to pleasing you, but I will never let you go. There is nothing Morgan can do about it,” he said firmly, stating with no uncertainty that she was his and he would not let her go easily. “My people take bonding seriously. It is not done lightly,” he lifted her chin, “Even when it is done instantly, it is still done with thought and purpose.

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The brothers suspected some of the things happening behind the doors and grew restless. Finally, Antonio rose. “I will hunt, I will send word if I find anything.” This could have meant he was hunting for pray, but more likely he was hunting Dimitri. Perhaps both.

“Take Juan-Pablo and Diego with you,” Esteban encouraged, getting a firm nod from his second, understand that Esteban would stay with Fernando encase they were needed. They had already fed Leanna and Gabriel so they should hunt for blood themselves, but the others would hunt for them, they were at full strength and less likely to be in danger.

Gabriel could feel when 3 of the brothers left, the psychic energy in the area dimmed. He wondered what had happened, but his focus was on Imogen, it had to be, to hold her together. He needed her to focus on him and right here and now.

 

[SandS13]

Leanna watched him as she continued to stroke his cock. Her tempo increased but her movements were precise and meant to give him the climax he needed. "Do no hold back."

"Being with you pleases me." Imogen's voice was soft. She looked up at him. "So I am truly yours, forever." She leaned in and kissed him. It felt right. She didn't want to tell him how it felt to hear him say he would not let her go. She didn't want to tell him that her heart was shut away but he had found a crack, a way in. So she kissed him and poured her emotions into that.

I never want to be without you. I want to be yours, your little one forever. She thought the words she did not dare speak.

 

[The_gladiator]

Daniel let out a strangled cry and was there, blasting out his release, urged to completion by her deft strokes. Her fingers pressing behind his balls to urge him over the edge. Jet after jet.

Gabriel returned her fervent kisses. Poring his newfound passion for her into them, his possession. Her words brushed intimately along the inner walls of his mind. He wasn’t sure if she knew she had sent them along their private pathway, but he heard them. His mental chuckle was low and almost wicked, “I think you will try me at times, but be well worth my time little one,” he replied in her mind as he moved his lips to her neck. Tongue dancing over her pulse.

 

[SandS13]

Leanna waited for the last spasm to finish and then removed herself from the bed. "I thank you for the blood and I hope you are able to find some calm now." She gave a slight nod of her head and then left the bedroom, closing the door behind her so Daniel could clean and dress in privacy.

She bowed her head to the two remaining Angeles brothers and saw herself out.

You heard me? Imogen pulled away from the lips on her neck to stare into his eyes. She had not known he could hear her thoughts. Had he always been hearing them as she did his? It didn't matter. What mattered was she was his and whatever that meant to him she was content.

Imogen leaned back in, pulling his head back to her neck. She wanted to feel him kiss her again. She shifted a little in his lap, wiggling to get closer. Her hands guided his so his arms wrapped around her. Yours

She knew she should be afraid of being treated like a possession. She knew it wasn't healthy to be so attached to someone so quickly but she didn't care. Rational and logical had no place anymore.

 

[The_gladiator]

Daniel found some tissues beside the bed and wiped up quickly straightening his clothing. The release had helped him calm down a bit, though he was still uncomfortable. He followed Leanna out, and felt the eyes on him. It was disconcerting to be near those that probably knew what had just happened to him. “I donated to Leanna,” he said.

“We know,” Esteban replied. Fernando clapped him on the back, she is quite the looker,” Esteban said conversationally, “I am sure that your experience was far from unpleasant.” Here Daniel blushed,

“It was not unpleasant,” he said trying to hide his discomfort.

“Why don’t you go eat lad, your help has been appreciated,” Esteban offered and Daniel hesitated but did as he was bid.

“We should go too brother; I feel like a Voyeur out here.”

“We need to guard them,” Esteban replied,

“Then let us do it from outside the suite.” Finally, Esteban nodded his agreement and sent the message to Gabriel.

In the tub Gabriel caught Esteban’s message, and he knew then that he was alone again with her, his woman. He pulled her closer, arms around her, stroking her back to find her bottom. Cupping it in his hands as he kissed along her neck. “Join me fully,” he rumbled, “Become mine forever little one,” his teeth scraped her pulse as he lifted her a bit in his arms, so his cock could stand up between them, and he lowered her down atop him again. This time with his cock sliding up into her sex, inch by inch. His tongue swirling to take away the sting. He waited for her acquiescence. She had publicly already accepted him, he wanted her to accept him now so they could formally renew that bond, as they would renew it often, through the sharing of their blood, through the sharing of their bodies.

 

[SandS13]

Imogen gasped as he lifted her then lowered her onto his hard cock. He pressed her down slowly, letting her feel every inch.

“I want to be with you forever. Yours.” Her hands were up his neck, in his hair. As he fully entered her Imogen trembled with desire. He fit her perfectly, as if she were moulded to encase him. The feel of his mouth on her neck only heightened it.

“Gabriel...” His name was a sigh whispered in his ear.

 

[The_gladiator]

Gabriel growled low against her skin, needing her. He bit deep and drank from her, Sending the whips of pleasure through her to her core. His bite, orgasmic the first time and not that second time again was, he clearly wanted her to enjoy this, even as he let them sway back and forth rocking his cock in and out of her.

She tasted so wonderful. She tasted good before, but now she was flavored like her ancient bloodline, mixed with her new found power. He growled low in his throat as he drank.

When he was done feeding, he leaned back in the water, baring his neck for her. It was a clear invitation, and he could see her teeth elongate, her bloodlust mixing with her more traditional lust. “Take what you want, let me provide what you need little one.”

 

[SandS13]

She hoped that he growled with desire for her forever. She wanted to hear that noise drawn from him in pleasure until she no longer drew breath. She felt him, drinking from her and Imogen came. She couldn’t move on her own. His hips moved them and his mouth on her neck kept them joined. Her hands tightened in his hair.

She could smell her blood. It was sharp and strong in her nose. She could smell his blood, smell his power. Imogen watched as he leaned back, his neck exposed to her. It was as if part of her mid shut down. There was no pretence, no easing into it. Her hips lifted a little, drawing her sex up, partially off of his cock as Imogen was on him. Her teeth sunk in and she drank.

It was euphoric. The feeling of his blood as it moved through her body. She released him, tongue brushing his neck as he had done to her and Imogen threw her head back. “Gabriel!”

Her pussy squeezed him as she came yet again for him. She was his, completely.

 

[The_gladiator]

He groaned low with need as she sank her fangs into him. His hands tightened in her hair as she fed, took what she needed. He gasped as his body shivered with a small orgasm, though he did not yet fill her with his seed. That would come shortly though.

As she pulled back and threw back her head in pleasure, he clutched her hips in his hands as he pumped up into her. He filled her pussy with his cum, as they joined each other in bliss. She felt so wonderful to him. This moment couldn’t be more perfect.

 

[SandS13]

Imogen felt him jerk inside of her. It was as if every sensation was heightened. The feel as he came, the warmth that filled her body, the feel of his hands...all of it was more acute.

She collapsed forward, head on his shoulder as she gasped for breath. She nuzzled his neck and made a noise that sounded almost like a purr.

“I am not sure I can walk.” Imogen chuckled softly into his neck. She placed soft kisses there.

 

[The_gladiator]

“It is a good thing that I am strong enough to carry you then, little one,” he said with a chuckle as he lifted her from the water, and began to dry her with a towel. He held her up with one arm around her waist as he did so. “You need rest, there are matters to attend to, but you will sleep, and I will watch over you while you are vulnerable. Until you get used to your new senses and power, I will protect you while you rest.”

Dawn was not close, though what happened had taken some length of time, but she needed the rest. He wanted to study the runes, but for a little while he would lay with her until she was ready to sleep.

He swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. He could Smell the werewolf and the others and suspected what had taken place in here, but made no comment, hoping Imogen did not notice the smell. He kissed her forehead as he lay her in the bed, laying beside her, on one elbow, his free hand idly tracing patterns on her stomach.

 

[SandS13]

Imogen let him take her, now dried off to the bed. She was too tired to focus on the room or anything for that matter.

She smiled softly at him as he laid there touching her stomach. “I have so many questions but I am too tired to ask them now. I am not sure I would understand in this moment anyway...”

Her eyes closed and Imogen drifted off.

 

[The_gladiator]

“You may save them for when you wake,” he said softly stroking her skin as she drifted off.

He spent the remainder of the evening looking at the files. He would get eye witness accounts the next night, when she rose. He set himself up to sleep as well. He found himself curving his body around her as he was glad to see that her mind had helped her find the sleep of their people.

Being older than her he rose before she did. When she rose, she would find him at an easel, painting. Morgan had provided him his request, and he was painting a portrait of her, it was undeniably such, even though it were done in brushstrokes of grays only. He used shading, depth, all the techniques to bring it to life. He had already painted the male oblivious to how much it looked like himself, and was now painting her. They sat on a porch swing outside an old-fashioned home. The actions helped to clear his mind; this was a side of him that very few ever saw.

 

[SandS13]

Imogen rose and still naked walked into the sitting area. She cocked her head, watching him paint. Her arms were crossed as if hugging herself. "It is beautiful but only grey?"

She shivered and forced herself to focus on him. Her mind was working at pushing away the strange things that had filled it when she woke.

Her eyes were still on him but she moved to the bag that was tucked under the table. She reached in and pulled out a black blouse, pulling it on.

 

[The_gladiator]

“It is a reproduction of a painting I saw as a child. It was always so haunting to me, because it was done in shades of gray, like the artist was sure that he would never see color again, like the light of his life were stolen from him. He considered her, “Reminds me of that country song, paint me a Birmingham,” he said that statement from the mouth of an ancient vampire sounding surprising.

“Sometimes it helps me clear my mind to paint.” He said softly, “The painting is of Katarina and Dimitri, some say painted by Dimitri’s hand after she died.” He smiled at her as he finished the brushstrokes of the face. “I wanted you to see proof in some form that you might be descended from her, that you might in fact be her born again. Do You see the resemblance?” he asked. Not realizing that she may have in fact thought he was painting a picture of the two of them. He had always focused on the looks of the woman, completely missing how much the male in the picture resembled himself.