*'Sanctuary' for Us *

[Archangel1978]

Henry felt a surge of primal animalness course through him and howled immensly. More than before He stood up holding Isis in his grip. He turned her over eyes blazing in his wolf look eyes blazing not letting her let go of his cock.
He pushed her back into the bed but all of a sudden his legs began to half turn and his legs were a wolf. His cock wasn't effected by the change it maintained it's human form.
Henry noticed the change and let it spurred him on and plunged into her even harder.

 

[Asa]

Isis

A growl as they shifted around her eyes fully feline holding that near glow as she felt him drive deeper and harder. She was gasping intently between growls roaring out with his howls. Growing closer still to that true and ultimate primal moment.

 

[Archangel1978]

As Henry's cock slid deeper into her deep gash he was immediately aware of his imminent release. He looked to the sky and howled as he bucked and fucked into Isis as hard has he could as his whole body exploded into her. Sending his impure seed into her feline womb. He couldn't stop bucking up against her and howling. It was uncontrolable. He let the animal out and free.

 

[Asa]

Isis roared out her own orgasm overpowering her rational mind as orgasm attacked both of them together and that single ultimately primal moment was theirs. Her breathing ragged and laced with growled as she eventually began to slowly come down from such an intense high. It had been far too long since she had allowed herself to feel anything like this and it was wonderful.

 

[Archangel1978]

Henry reverted back to full human form and was panting while he shrank into a corner and sort of rocked back and forth holding his arms around his knees a small tear running down his eye. Ashamed that he had just performed some gross perverted act.

 

[Asa]

Moving over to him she nudged him kissing his cheek.

Henry whats wrong?

She bit her lip worried that something had gone wrong. She tried to comfort him and hold him confused and worried.

 

[Archangel1978]

Henry wiped the tear and hugged her. "Nothing. I just havn't felt that much passion ever in my life. I've never had a mixture of my wolf being and my human self together. It's just overwhealming."

 

[Asa]

Never feel bad about your HEP side Henry in any way...

She snuggled close to him curling close to him kissing his brow. Remembering how comforting her fully feline form seems to be to him but he needed to talk this out and better accept that side of him for all it is and can be. Reaching over to lift his face to hers looking deep into his eyes.

There is nothing wrong with transformation on any level during something wonderful like that. We are a primal "race" and what could be more primal than the intense pleasure and desire felt between two people like that.

 

[Archangel1978]

Henry smiled at her comfort. She was right. He nodded and started to relax. "it's just i've never had sex like that ever. So intense."He shook his head.
"Is that is what is going to be like from now on?"Henry asked eyes wondering.

 

[Asa]

It can be... you could shift I could shift we both could shift or we can be tender sensual humans.

She smiled nuzzling against his cheek purring contentedly.

 

[Archangel1978]

He received her nuzzle tenderly against his cheek and then let escape a low growl from deep within.
It wasn't a bad growl it was more of a wolf version of a purr.
"I could get used to this then." Henry said and chuckled lightly.

 

[Asa]

She smiled hearing the growl and curled up with him. For her to feel this way with someone other than Watson seemed strange but the fact that it was Henry seemed to make it seem natural and... right. Tesla might tease them but she doubted it. Helen might find it an interesting match up but none of that mattered as she leaned in to kiss his cheek and pull him back to laying down so they could rest.

 

[slippedhalo]

Ashley / Melaven

Melaven didn’t care what description Tesla gave to it, she just wanted, no needed a man. As soon as they were both naked she felt him transform into his vampire state and she wasted no time in doing the same. His tongue was leading her to a peak of orgasm she had not enjoyed for nearly five hundred years and she was lost to the world.

At one time she thought she heard someone trying to enter and Ashley thought she sensed her mother but her whole body was beyond caring as she came again and again onto Nikola’s tongue. Later she moved position so they were top and tail in ‘69’ fashion she allowed her mouth to excite Tesla’s manhood until he flooded her mouth with his seed.

The final act was completed when she laid Nikola on his back and rode him until they both exploded into each other. Coming to a gentle a stop Melaven whispered “Now I’ve really built up a hunger … you … you mentioned hunting?”

Nikola Tesla watched with disgust and detached interest as the woman who had once been his best friend and love of his life's daughter cleaned and dressed herself. He'd already done so minutes earlier and now stood leaning against the door-frame, waiting for her to join him, as promised, when he really felt such revulsion at what they'd done he could tear her to shreds for leading him to it and himself for having resorted to such petty tricks as revenge against the woman he really loved.

"You're wasting time, girl. Just get those rags on and let's get out of here. I thought you said you were hungry." he complained, leading the way out of the Sanctuary, barely caring if she even followed. She was just one more reminder now of what a horrible person he'd become and how undeserving he was of someone like Helen Magnus. How could he have betrayed her in this way? He was ashamed to have lost his control and fucked Helen's daughter.

What a miserable, jealous, lecherous, loser! he chided to himself, further compounding his asshole-ocity by slamming a door behind him, nearly slamming it in Ashley's face as she hurried to keep up with him. "Hurry up!" he hissed behind him. "I'm not going to do all the work for you, stupid wench!"

 

[slippedhalo]

OOC: ANNOUNCEMENT!
Will shall now be an NPC character who can be written for by anyone in the thread who needs Will's contribution to further the plot or add to a scene. A.A. will hopefully return to take his character back over again sometime in the next month.

Wishing you well, Archangel!
We'll try not to screw up while you're away.

 

[Asa]

OOC: ANNOUNCEMENT!
Will shall now be an NPC character who can be written for by anyone in the thread who needs Will's contribution to further the plot or add to a scene. A.A. will hopefully return to take his character back over again sometime in the next month.

Wishing you well, Archangel!
We'll try not to screw up while you're away.

Same for Henry

 

[YoungLisa]

Ashley / Melaven

Ashley couldn’t believe what she’d done either. Here was a man who had had a ‘thing’ about her mother yet had settled for screwing her and she had allowed it, encouraged it, enjoyed it!

But she was not going to be spoken to as though she was a piece of dog shit brought in on someone’s shoe. Her Melaven nature came to the fore as she responded “You didn’t think I was wearing rags when you took your pleasure did you?” Then not wanting to wait for a response she shouted “DID YOU? But I don’t need to wait for you. Remember I’ve already hunted three humans and I don’t need you to teach me where I can find more. CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!”

Attempting to teleport out of the room she found the frequency setting that was unable to bar de Blythe was more than capable of blocking her. Crumpling down in frustration she metamorphed into her natural vampire state and jumping to her feet faced Tesla in challenging mode.

Yet all the frustration 0f the spent energy and the internal conflict of her twin natures drained her of her energy and she became human again and struggled to remain conscious. “Hel … help me” she whispered as she fell forward clinging to Tesla “I need … blood … human blood” looking at him she lapsed back into unconsciousness.

 

[slippedhalo]

When de Blythe commented, “I haven’t been to the North Pole since just after Titanic sank. But that’s another story.”

She replied, "You were there with the teams pulling us out of the water? No wonder I thought you looked familiar!" she smiled now, enjoying having disarmed him once more with a surprising fact. "Molly Brown was my savior. Without her I would've drowned in that icy water that night. But, I was definitely glad to see the rescuers come 'round for the few of us left."

****************************************************************************

The private jet took them very close to N.I.G. territory and having suited up in appropriately bulky clothing on the journey there, they put their survival gear packs on their backs, and checked to make sure their phones still worked before thanking the pilot and heading off on a three mile hike to the hills where the vaste system of caves the N.I.Gs usually could be found dwelling amongst were located.

Along the way, Roger began to tell Helen more about himself. She decided his past was even more interesting and winding than her own and it made her like him a little bit more to see this side to his personality.

 

[YoungLisa]

Roger de Blythe

Laughing de Blythe responded “Ahh the ‘Unsinkable Molly Brown! a name I’d forgotten!” He shook his head “When you’re over five hundred years old you have time to study. You know some of that, although you’re really just a ‘slip of a girl’ compared to me.” He laughed again as he thought back. “I was ‘Doctor Ian Kelly’ back then, I was doing research in haematology and I was a passenger on the Carpathia. Of course as soon as the extent of the disaster became clear I offered my services. That’s when I first noticed …” he hesitated “… that’s when I first saw you and I was the one who ensured we didn’t lose you to hypothermia. Maybe I'm getting old but I swear you were a red head back then!”

Bringing himself back to the present de Blythe continued”But after that I went to the North Pole with an expedition to try to discover why the ice bergs were so large. People today talk about global warming as though it’s a new phenomenon. Believe me it was around then.”

During their journey de Blythe found himself more and more attracted to Magnus and he smiled to himself as he realised she was a gifted individual with a lot to offer . He had to make her immortal and the key to this was Melaven.

+*+*+*+*​

At last they arrived at the system of caves where the N.I.Gs lived but no one was around. All they heard was music coming from a chamber deep below the ice. Making their way down they saw some sort of a party going on where inhibitions seemed to have been abandoned. Couples were making love on the dance floor, on tables, even on the bar itself. “Professor Magnus!” de Blythe laughed “You’ve brought me to an orgy!”

Just then they were approached by one of the leaders who explained that his race could only procreate once every five years and Magnus and de Blythe had arrived right in the middle of it. He assured them they would receive the help they needed as soon as the ceremony ended but meanwhile they were invited to wait in a side room where they would receive refreshments.

Looking across at Magnus de Blythe asked “Will we still have time to save that little life?”

 

[slippedhalo]

Helen had completely forgotten about the Fertility Festival and the timing of their visit was indeed quite unfortunate. She'd never meant to barge in on their 'fun'. Her blush betrayed the calm, scientific demeanor she tried to put forth as she discussed the details of what would be required with the leader, Arthus, avoiding looking too closely at any of the couples (and some in threes and fours) quite busy in their orgy.

Arthus jovially invited them into a side chamber where refreshments were still being served. Here, there was no one left but the occasional roaming cook of close to 300 years old (lifespan 345) who'd introduced himself as Jeflus. He'd occasionally come into the room, replace older items or add more to the punch bowl then discretely disappear up a staircase to the sleeping areas where, likely, the children and elderly people not busy with party organization were resting. These festivals of fertility excluded the prepubescents and post-menopausal.

Helen took a seat at an available, rather large, stuffed couch admiring the decor of the empty room as she thanked the elderly man in his own native language when he poured and offered her a glass of the punch which tasted like a combination of apples, berries, cinnamon, and some alcoholic beverage she couldn't quite place. It was very delicious but also tasted quite strong on the alcoholic side so she drank slowly.

Roger sat beside her and drank his rather quickly. One swig and he was up getting himself another glass, commenting on how good it was and wondering about the recipe.

She felt pretty at ease with him considering how much he'd unnerved her before. She thought their journey and having had to work together toward a common goal of good was helping in that. He refilled her glass and she found herself wondering when she'd even finished the first. It was quite warm down in the chambers despite the fact that they were in arctic caves...Soon, both had shed their heavy coats and packs, all sat in one corner of the room as they listened to the music playing in the other room, drinking their punch and discussing medical procedure for the transplant on the girl once they would return...

...Time seemed to blur. Helen was losing track of the amount she'd drunk but even though she was sure she'd never finished the third glass...Roger was still very funny and very, very, sexy...and he smelled incredible! He was sitting very close now. She noted the warmth of his thigh as it occasionally brushed against her own, his hand when he placed it on her arm or leg while telling tales of his past adventures. His voice deepened in timbre when he began to talk of his romantic past, his eyes sparkling and seeking her's, a soulful expression on his face akin to someone who was estimating whether or not it would be alright to tempt fate by seeking a kiss...

...Helen wasn't sure when they'd begun kissing but she was not about to stop anytime soon. He was an amazing kisser! Why couldn't she focus on anything but the need to be touched?! Why didn't this change in behavior alarm her more?! she wondered vaguely before losing herself in Roger's lips, his mouth on her body, his hands staking their claim by touching her everywhere and the hasty removal of any clothing barring him from more...

 

[slippedhalo]

NPC Henry Foss:

When Henry awoke he was still in HEP form. Isis had shifted in her sleep, curled so she was resting on him, almost blanketing him, chest to chest. He moved to nuzzle her gently, kissing her head with his long tongue and he inwardly smiled when he heard her purr contentedly.

He looked around wondering how long they'd been in there. How long had they been asleep? A far away, foggy feeling still held hostage over his senses and he vaguely began to care that someone might be missing or needing them soon. How to tell this beautiful angel sleeping against him that they should probably be moving on soon when all he wanted to do was cuddle with her some more? he wondered as he watched her.

NPC Will Zimmerman:

Will remained behind in Helen Magnus's room even after she'd gone. Truth be told, he missed her. He ended up spending the night alone on her chaise lounger, not wanting to rumple her perfect bed with anything but her body in tandem with his own. Just the thought of her moaning and writhing against him had left him aching and hard. Grumbling about how unfair life could sometimes be he pleasured himself with thoughts of Helen Magnus, sleeping on her fancy old couch and hoping she would return safely and missing him as much as he did her by morning.

 

[Asa]

Kate/Declan

She woke up with a jump realizing they had fallen asleep in one of the main sitting rooms together and she woke with his arm resting over her waist. Quickly extracting herself from that situation she quickly moved to tend to all the info they had found passing along to Big guy the way the area was going to be fix since the lab was gone now. She wondered where Henry was as the computer gave her the same crap over taking info off the data pads Finally getting it to work she went to get some coffee to calm her nerves. They had to have been exhausted to pass out like that.

Declan felt her move and had in hos own way become aware of how they had fallen asleep feeling certain that if Tesla saw that he would certainly have a taunt or two. He let Kate think he was still deep asleep till she left the room and then he took off to the guest quarters to shower and get changed before heading back tot he wildlands to check on the progress.

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Isis

She woke shortly after he did and laid there smiling. We really should get going... I... have a couple of things I need to do before returning to Sanctuary though. One of them I need to do alone... something that...

She did not want to think about it opting instead to offer him a kiss and standing to go get dressed. She didn't know how much he would know about those called "deathspeakers" but she had to seek out the one in the wildlands to see if they could contact James for her.

 

[YoungLisa]

Helen had completely forgotten about the Fertility Festival and the timing of their visit was indeed quite unfortunate. She'd never meant to barge in on their 'fun'. Her blush betrayed the calm, scientific demeanor she tried to put forth as she discussed the details of what would be required with the leader, Arthus, avoiding looking too closely at any of the couples (and some in threes and fours) quite busy in their orgy.

Arthus jovially invited them into a side chamber where refreshments were still being served. Here, there was no one left but the occasional roaming cook of close to 300 years old (lifespan 345) who'd introduced himself as Jeflus. He'd occasionally come into the room, replace older items or add more to the punch bowl then discretely disappear up a staircase to the sleeping areas where, likely, the children and elderly people not busy with party organization were resting. These festivals of fertility excluded the prepubescents and post-menopausal.

Helen took a seat at an available, rather large, stuffed couch admiring the decor of the empty room as she thanked the elderly man in his own native language when he poured and offered her a glass of the punch which tasted like a combination of apples, berries, cinnamon, and some alcoholic beverage she couldn't quite place. It was very delicious but also tasted quite strong on the alcoholic side so she drank slowly.

Roger sat beside her and drank his rather quickly. One swig and he was up getting himself another glass, commenting on how good it was and wondering about the recipe.

She felt pretty at ease with him considering how much he'd unnerved her before. She thought their journey and having had to work together toward a common goal of good was helping in that. He refilled her glass and she found herself wondering when she'd even finished the first. It was quite warm down in the chambers despite the fact that they were in arctic caves...Soon, both had shed their heavy coats and packs, all sat in one corner of the room as they listened to the music playing in the other room, drinking their punch and discussing medical procedure for the transplant on the girl once they would return...

...Time seemed to blur. Helen was losing track of the amount she'd drunk but even though she was sure she'd never finished the third glass...Roger was still very funny and very, very, sexy...and he smelled incredible! He was sitting very close now. She noted the warmth of his thigh as it occasionally brushed against her own, his hand when he placed it on her arm or leg while telling tales of his past adventures. His voice deepened in timbre when he began to talk of his romantic past, his eyes sparkling and seeking her's, a soulful expression on his face akin to someone who was estimating whether or not it would be alright to tempt fate by seeking a kiss...

...Helen wasn't sure when they'd begun kissing but she was not about to stop anytime soon. He was an amazing kisser! Why couldn't she focus on anything but the need to be touched?! Why didn't this change in behavior alarm her more?! she wondered vaguely before losing herself in Roger's lips, his mouth on her body, his hands staking their claim by touching her everywhere and the hasty removal of any clothing barring him from more...

Roger de Blythe

OOC Please bear with me. I’m trying to write this from the male viewpoint. If you have any suggestions please PM me.

IC de Blythe wondered what was in the punch because it reminded him of some of the drinks that used to be served at Hampton Court Palace during the parties Catherine Howard used to throw. Yet there was something else about it. Why did he feel like a young a teenager trying to lay his first maiden?

And now it seemed as though Magnus was feeling fruity as well! One minute he was talking about the Tudor orgies, the next she had put her face within kissing distance and allowed him to embrace her. Her soft lips opened allowing him to plunder her mouth with his tongue and as he did the N.I.Gs left them alone and locked the door behind them. Once alone de Blythe expertly removed Helen’s shirt and allowed her to rip his from his chest. Reaching behind he expertly unhooked her bra and his bare chest squeezed against her breasts.

Breaking the kiss he brought his mouth down to her right nipple and gently kissed it before engaging in a gentle nibble. As it sprang to life he heard Magnus groan in lust as she moved her hands down to remove de Blythe’s trousers. At the same time de Blythe took his mouth from her nipple and whispered “Do you want this?” As Magnus nodded he turned his attention to her left breast and bit on the nipple.

Again Magnus moaned and de Blythe removed her slacks then her panties. “Now I’ll show you an old Tudor trick” he whispered as he broke from her nipple, kissed down her abdomen and nestled his mouth onto her sex. Gently he kissed her, and as he did he held her pearl of pleasure between his finger and thumb. Feeling her begin to lose control de Blythe opened his mouth and began to lick. As Magnus reached down to cup de Blythe’s manhood in her left hand de Blythe said gently “Are you sure? I don’t want to be accused of rape.” He waited a few seconds before whispering “As Thomas Cromwell used to say ‘Silence implies ascent’”. Breaking away he moved upwards as he lay Magnus down and positioned his manhood at her entrance. Her pubic hair bristled as his tip pressed forward. “Your call” he said as he waited for her next move.

 

[slippedhalo]

Helen was barely cognizant of what was happening to her except that it felt really, really good and she didn't want it to stop even if her head was swimming so much she could feel her brain swooshing around in her skull even when her eyes were closed..."Mmmmm...." she murmured, it just felt so good...Who was this again?

The voice penetrated her fog but just barely, she could feel her needs about to be met. The cock poised at her slit waited for permission to enter and yet the words were slow in forming on her heavy, numb and tingly, tongue. Who was this? She really couldn't remember. Funny, because she was desperately randy for him too but she couldn't for the life of her recall his name or how she knew him.

"I want you." she murmured, though unsure afterward if she'd actually said it or only thought it. She moaned and undulated her body to try to pull him closer and force him into consummating their union properly. She didn't care who he was, she wanted to fuck his brains out NOW!

Roger...his name was Roger..."Roger, I know you, right?" she asked groggily, and suddenly the ecstasy of his filling her stopped abruptly, he pulled back and stared down at her in frustrated disbelief. She sensed this was an awkward moment but was too far gone with some strange substance to know why. She sighed, "We're not going to have sex right now, are we?" she asked knowingly.

He looked almost pained as he pulled out of her and she reached out for him. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I feel so...strange...I want you, I do...but I can't remember much else and that's a bit worrying, don't you think?"

 

[YoungLisa]

Roger de Blythe

Roger de Blythe was a vampire, a murderer, a seducer of virgins, a rake, a violent thug who would kill anything and anyone (except a child) to achieve his ends. But he was had never ever raped anyone in the 500 years of his existence as a vampire (he had as a human but every conqueror raped the conquered women then) and he wasn’t going to start now.

Reluctantly withdrawing from Helen he summoned all his self-control and pulled away from her. “I’m … I’m sorry” he whispered. Sorry for himself as much as for Magnus. This woman had beauty and brains and he so wanted to make love to her. But it had to be with her consent not because he took advantage of her.

Soothingly he held her in his arms and gently eased her to sleep and once she was asleep he dressed and forced the door open. Climbing over writhing bodies he made his way to the centre of the cave where he found the ‘Lord of the Show’ as the President of the ritual was called. Picking him up with hand he held him aloft as the music stopped and climaxing couples grinded to a halt. “WHAT THE FUCK WAS IN THAT DRINK?” He shouted “ANSWER ME BEFORE I RIP YOUR FUCKING HEAD FROM YOUR BODY!”

“That wasn’t his fault” Jeflus said from behind de Blythe. Four of our younger people thought it would be fun to lace your drink with an aphrodisiac. Their actions have been dealt with and punished. I’m sorry.”

Dropping the ‘Lord of the Show’ de Blythe turned on Jeflus “O yes you WILL be sorry! If that little girl dies because your STUPID actions have driven a wedge between Professor Magnus and me you will be VERY sorry. Now give me the antidote now and the tissue and we’ll be on our way. And if you have gods pray to them that this works. Because if it doesn’t I WILL be back and believe me you will not want to see me when I’m REALLY angry!”

Collecting the antidote de Blythe returned to Magnus and gently woke her up “Here, drink this” he said slowly. As Helen’s eyes flickered open de Blythe held her head in his hands and stared directly into them seeking to wipe all memory of their liaison from her mind. But Magnus was unlike anyone he had ever dealt with before and de Blythe wasn’t sure how much if any of the events of the previous night he had erased from her being.

 

[slippedhalo]

She'd been a blathering idiot. That much she could recall. They'd been kissing and he was a very, very good kisser, she could remember that much with a luscious tingle in places she'd rather not feel such sensations for this man in... She now awoke in his arms, only partially clothed, drinking something which wasn't as sweet and tempting as the punch from earlier. As she swallowed several sips her modesty, her conscious thought, her alertness returned and she became more than alarmed at the evidence which seemed to suggest they'd been drugged and something had occurred which she'd certainly NEVER had done of her own volition. "No!" she cried out, pulling away from de Blythe as he held her. "No!"

He looked at her with a fallen expression of a man trying hard to be understood and liked but ever failing. "Helen, please understand. It isn't the way it appears. We were both..."

She interrupted, "...We were drugged. But, what did we do?" she asked in revulsion at the possibilities. Turning her back to him she dressed quickly and then made for the door to the antichamber. He was at her side in an instant and explaining his own reaction. As he spoke the open door creaked further aside to let in Arthus who carried a cooler with medical markings taped to it.

"My apologies for the mirth of the young ones. They still do not understand the mating rituals of other cultures. They had no idea their antics would cause such grief and unease for anyone. They are being dealt with and will also be appropriately educated in Western Human mating etiquette to keep them from irresponsible meddling ever again."

He bowed respectfully in apology and Helen felt her anger melt away. How could she be upset about a simple misunderstanding caused by the happiness of a culture in mid-festival? After all, they were the outsiders here and the children had only been trying to encourage them to join in what they imagined to be the most fun anyone could ever have...and were they entirely wrong in their thinking? Ceremoniously or not, mating was pretty damned fun...

She shook her head and smiled, "I'm not angry, Arthus. But, perhaps the next time I visit I will have to check the ingredients in the refreshments better." she said with a teasing grin that made him chuckle.

He joked, "I must admit, I half wish it had been me locked in the room drinking punch with you. Journey safely and please be in contact. I hope our gift saves the child's life. And, if it's true that one of her parents holds some of our blood in their body-temple I do hope you can tell them where to find us to learn more of their proud ancestry."

"Yes, thank you. I will see if there's any interest. Goodbye old friend."

As they headed back out of the warm chambers and up into the caves she began to bundle up again. de Blythe followed in silence, carrying both packs until they had nearly surfaced when she wordlessly took her's from his grasp. She could barely look him in the eye. Her mind wandered over the blurred images in her memory and the dizzying feelings from the aphrodisiac and she kept wondering how far they'd gone. She was afraid she'd liked it, whatever had occurred and it made her feel trampy and dirty. She felt totally disloyal to Will Zimmerman and knew she needed to get back to him soon to prove to him and to herself that he was as important to her as she wanted him to be.