To Hunt a Vampire

[Mister J]

"Something else?"

Maiar smiled, looking across the sky and up to the moon.

"Nonsense. Just keep breathing, that is all I need."

A hand came around to pet at her hair slowly.

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The hunter finally made his way to an inn where he would write a letter to the clergy back in Rome. His letter would read as follows...

"I have survived my first encounter with the vampire known as Maiar. The others perished, slaughtered where they stood. He has a woman with him, of red hair. I will search to find her identity while awaiting orders.

God is in his Heaven now, all is right with the world. Amen."

The hunter would pray for now...seeking guidance in the vanquishing of evil.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ her eyes closed at the gentle touch to her hair.. His clawed fingers combing thru the crimson tendrils... His change in demeanor was... fascinating to say the least.. but Talin was not stupid... she knew His demeanor could change again at the blink of an eye. She only had to look at her hands.. to remember being staked to the wall.. to know what lay within that Vampire... but He was even more than a Vampire.. some may say He was a Demon...

A plague unto this world
The son of the Devil himself.

The words played over and over in her mind.. Had her grandmother known this? Had even her Father?

She had forgotten for those few moments that He indeed was holding her aloft...

"can we... go back to Your keep... Maiar... ? Please"

And least His Keep.. would be safe... she hoped... ~

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The woman at the Inn thought for a moment about the Soldier's question... She knew most everyone.. or so she liked to believe. But a young woman with long almost flaming red hair, that was one that she did not know, at least not from the Village.

"you know who to ask" she intoned "Ask Father Michael, he would know. He knows everyone it seems"

 

[Mister J]

"can we... go back to Your keep... Maiar... ? Please"

He smiled down to her, this is where he most felt safe. Not being so high above the world down below...filled with men who would kill him, women who would hate him, children who would fear him...no, he felt most safe closest to those he cared for...like Iliana. So he nodded to her, taking his cape up in his right hand and wrapping it tightly about the two of them...

A moment passed and he opened his cape, letting her down...her feet touching the cool stone of his chambers high within his keep. Only one other human has ever been here, so near his coffin...her grand-mother. Maiar was not so quick to trust people...he had half a mind to tell her so...maybe bragging at the fact he did trust her, but he remained silent...choosing instead to walk down to the dungeon. He had questions that needed answering.

His feet led him away, that loud clunking of his boots as he walked down the large corridors of his manor. He knew she'd follow...but what he kept down there...she would not want to see...however he had no reason to hide anything from Talin.

Maiar pushed open the large steel door, leading to a deep winding staircase. It would take him a few minutes to descend it's length but he needed to think...the time would do him well. He had grown too used to being able to move at the speed of thought...time became no issue when traveling...something he took for granted.

Finally he was there...it was dark, damp, cold, and uttering unkind to the eyes. There were bones scattered about...blood stained walls...screams that echoed through the hall...although no one was still alive down in the depths, save for one...

Maiar stopped at the cell door...almost hesitating before entering...he wasnt sure how she'd take this...this person deserved what had been done to him, at least in the vampire's eyes he did. Talin wouldn't know that though...she would just see the work of a monster...a beast...yet again.

He sighed deeply, closing his eyes as he pushed open the door. There was no need to lock it. The room was cold and dark, something not uncommon here. A small window was high above, maybe 20-30 feet or so. The only source of light that showed...this person...his wings, outstretched and pinned to a large wooden crucifix behind him, his arms shackled and stretched far, his legs left to hang high above the dirty blood stained floor.

The angel, Gabriel, had slain his mother. Finally Maiar found him...and after countless tortures did this to the poor soul, leaving him here for the last two-hundred years. He left his wings attached so the angel would not die and every time Maiar went to torture him, he'd heal in time...never dying as long as those wings remain intact.

Maiar hated him...

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Talin was more than glad to have her feet back on solid ground. She taking a deep breath, the shiver she had fought while in His arms finally quivering thru her. It was not a shiver of fear of Him, but of the act of flying, even tho she knew she was perfectly safe with Him.

Her eyes came to rest on His coffin... she realizing then that He had taken her to His private chambers. Someplace a Vampire kept hidden from almost all in the world, even other Vampires. She stared for a long moment at the casket. She felt a cold knot in her stomache. The coffin only reinforced that He indeed was a Monster, a Vampire. Something she had at least for a brief moment put out of her mind, despite the carnage she witnessed. Monster or no.. Demon or no... she had seen something deeper, that was what kept her at His side...

He said nothing, only turning to begin a trek thru His keep. She indeed did follow.. wordlessly... she did not know where He was leading her, but she trusted His promise of not hurting her again.

Down, they seemed to descend down, and she knew, with a chilling feeling, that He was leading her down into the dungeons under His Keep. Someplace she did not wish to go. Someplace she still feared.

The large, thick, steel door opened before Him, and still they went further down. Talin was dressed once more in the crimson dress, velvet, fitting, long, that clung to her. The blanket the Soldier had used to cover her still about her shoulders. In the chill of the lower levels, as they headed toward the dungeon, she drew that blanket about her even tighter. Something was gnawing at her. Something slithering, evil, the whole aura was dark, haunting, ice cold.

They stopped before a cell door. Talin could not help but notice the bones, the spattered blood long since dried that stained both the walls and the floor. She heard something in that chilling darkness, screams. She stepped back for a moment, her own heart pounding. Why was He bringing her here? And for a moment she doubted His promise. But she only took that one step back, she did not bolt any further.

He swung open the heavy cell door, it's creaking seeming to echo forever in the darkness. Darkness that was pierced by the dim light of a small opening, high up in the cold, lonely cell. That light showed her something she had never wished to see...

Her eyes widened, her face went pale. She had entered the room behind Maiar, but stopped dead in her tracks when she was What.... Who... was hanging before her.

Talin had seen alot in her young life.. she had done alot. Graphic, horrible, bloody. Yet nothing prepared her for what she saw before her.

She turned her gaze, her horrified gaze to Maiar, then back to the crucified Angel. When Gabriel moved then, Talin's eyes went even wider, He.. was ALIVE... she shook her head whispering the word "noooo".. her eyes rolling back, she collaspes to the floor, for the first time, her mind could not comprehend.. could not handle.. what she was seeing~

 

[Mister J]

Maiar's cape reacted instantly curving around to catch her, an inch above the hard stone floor. The vampire sighed, picking her up and cradling her in his arms.

"Another one of your...'lovers'?"

The angel said, letting out a cackle...Maiar just stood...his eyes closed as he took another deep breath.

"Im not telling you anything Maiar...I'd rather die that help you."

Gabriel knew what the vampire wanted. He wanted to know what the Church was up to...Gabriel, still being a full angel had a direct telepathic link to other angels. He couldnt speak to them, but he could listen. This is how they were all given orders...a voice...the voice of God.

Maiar finally opened his yes, looking up at the angel.

"Dont be so boring, everyone who says that dies."

He walked over to him, carrying Talin in his arms still.

"What are they planning? What's he told them?"

The angel laughed, he wouldnt soon talk...not again but Maiar was in no mood.

"Fine. Let's go over this again. I know it's been a long time. I ask you a question and you answer it."

Gabriel shook his head, the cross he was on groaned a bit at his movements.

"...you answer it or I kill them. I kill them all, every last one. I've done it before and I'll do it again."

The angel had no choice...Maiar would kill his family on Earth. Yes, angels had families and loved ones like humans did. Every once in a while they'd descend from Heaven in a human body...no powers, no wings. They would make love to women or men depending on the angel's sex of course. If a child were born it would have no special powers or gifts...just a simple human life. Gabriel had made love once with a beautiful spanish woman aboard a ship. She eventually gave birth to a daughter. The daughter fell in love and married, producing a child as well and so on and so forth.

The family was large now, over 200 people just last month with the birth of twins by his youngest descendent.

"The Church is looking into your red-headed friend. Once they find out who she is, they'll use her against you...to eventually kill you I'd imagine...that's all...now end it please. Just kill me."

Maiar nodded, taking Talin in one arm and a rusty sword that had been laying on the floor in the other. He walked right up to Gabriel and smirked...stabbing him in the chest. The pain horrid...felt a dozen times over because he should have died...but instead he only is wounded again and again...Maiar leaned in, hissing at the angel.

"I'll kill you over and over until I've had my fill..."

With that he marched out of the dungeon, taking the long winding steps back up to his chambers. He walked straight across the room to his coffin, the lid already open by the time he arrived. He set her on the half opened lid for a moment, sliding into the large casket. Maiar then pulled her down with him, laying her gently atop him, her head resting on his chest as the lid closed shut.

As long as he willed it, the coffin would replenish her strength...just taking longer to do the same to Maiar. He was weary from before and needed to sleep the rest of the night and the day. Hopefully she would rest too. There were small openings on the sides of the large black coffin so that air could come and go with ease and it wasnt a cramped space...rather large in fact.

His hand weaved through her long red tendrils, a smile creeping to his lips as he eventually drifted off to rest.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Deep in her mind, in the dreams she were having since that moment of losing consciousness, she heard a agonized, tortured, horrible scream. The scream of an Angel. A crucified Angel.

Her eyes shot open, she gasping in breath suddenly. She almost tried to sit up, but realizes at the last minute, He has taken her into His coffin. His arms about her, fingers entwined within her long red hair. He was deep in sleep, not moving as she lifts her head, letting His fingers fall free of her hair. She pauses for a few moments. She trying to comprehend what was going on. He had taken her to His bed, essentially, yet she knew He had not touched her, except for those moments staked to the wall.. He had no tried to feed from her.. He had saved her.. other than that one night, Maiar treated her as if she were a treasure to Him.. and now.. she lay in His haven, His one place of rest, His one place where He indeed was most vunerable.

Laying her head back down, she lets her mind think... What was He? A Demonic Vampire? Truely the son of the Devil Himself? A Demon? He was more than just a undead Vampire that was for sure..

Another gasp escaped her lips.. A Demon.. He had to be some kind of Hellspawned Demon.. who else could capture and chain.. and Angel... an Arch Angel.. Is that what she had seen down there?

That was when she made her decision, and slips quietly from the coffin. His chambers were pitch dark, and He was deep in His regenitive sleep. Her bared feet never made a sound as Talin steps from the room, closing the thick oak door behind her. She makes her way to a draped window and peers out, the sun was high in the sky, it had to be after noontime anyways. She had a couple hours at least before she had to be back in His Chambers...

She slowly, remembering the way, makes her way back down into that Dungeon, past the steel door, down the dark chilling staircase... the dried blood splattered all over the walls, the bones telling of a vicious fight, or a feeding session, the cell door before her now. Talin hesitates... Did she know what she was doing? But she was here now, the sun shining in that lone window illuminating the ... the... Angel...

Talin stopped, staring. He was spread wide, viciously crucified .. hanging there in the darkness and light that swirled around the shadowed cell..

This had to be Hell for Him.. she thought..

Swallowing slowly.. again she had seen alot in her young life.. but nothing like this... she stepped closer... there was a rusty sword that had been plunged into His chest.. Talin grabbed that and pulled it free.. she dropping it to the floor...

"How.. " she asked.. "How did You come to be here?"

She knew He were alive, barely, but alive... "Please.. talk to me"....

 

[Mister J]

The angel coughed a bit before looking down to her...his eyes were pupil-less in his current form. He wore no clothes, save for a dingy piece of loin-cloth covering his groin. The large metal stakes that pinned his wings to the crucifix shimmered a bitin the moonlight. She would not be able to remove them...Maiar's type of strength was needed for that task.

"Talin...Talin Helsing."

He looked her up and down before laughing a bit.

"Here? Isnt it obvious? You're boyfriend did this to me."

He could tell she wanted more...she looked as if she was desperate for an answer...and he couldnt exactly just lie to her...

"...I slayed his mother...Lilith. She was unfit for this world...a mistake that brought about more 'problems' than we bargained for."

Another laugh before he lowered his head again.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ As He spoke, her eyes roamed over His body, assessing, observing, pausing at the mighty stakes that pinned His wings. She would not be able to remove those. Setting the angel free was not an option for her...

"...I slayed his mother...Lilith. She was unfit for this world...a mistake that brought about more 'problems' than we bargained for."

Talin lowered her eyes, to avenge the death of one's mother was something even she herself would have considered if she were in that same situation..

but... would she have actually done it? Talin had ONLY killed vampires... She had never harmed an innocent.. a mortal... or anything else for that matter.. only Vampires..
She was not sure if she ever could kill a motal.. that was totally different than the death she was used to...

She turned her head to look up.. the light coming thru the window was not sunlight anymore.. she had been down there longer than she had wished.. the sun had set.. the moon had risen.. that was moonlight that flowed into the cell now... and she had only just begun to talk to the Angel...

Reaching out.. she let her hand touch His face, gliding softly along His tortured skin... she looked down again at the sword...

"If I cut You free of Your wings, You will no longer suffer?"

She hated, hated the idea of this Angel.. suffering.. She did not even want Maiar to suffer anymore.. but when she looked at the crucified Angel, she could see the Monster that lived in Maiar... If she cut the Angel free to end His suffering.. Maiar may just crucify her... yet... she could not turn her back on Him... she just.. could not.. Talin still had compassion... ~

 

[Mister J]

The angel raised a brow to her, his eyes going a bit wide for a moment.

"Yes, of course it would...but it would also make me human, no longer able to ascend to Heaven of my own will. I would have to die...more precisely...I'd have to be killed."

He pondered this girl...did Maiar bite off more than he could chew with this one? Did he, for once, not fully formulate a plan to it's conclusion? Hmm, it mattered not..he knew that the vampire would awake soon. If she was going to cut him loose then she'd better do it quick.

"Gah...just do it...hurry!"

Meanwhile, Maiar stirred in his coffin..the chill air coming against his skin, slipping in from the still open lid.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Talin's heart was wildly beating in her chest... her face had lost all color.. to say she was scared, would be an understatement. She was as scared now as she had been when she made her first kill, and she had been 15 then.

"It would also make me human, no longer able to ascend to Heaven of my own will. I would have to die...more precisely...I'd have to be killed."

Talin hesitated. Thoughts racing thru her head, her heart was pounding. For once, she did not know what was right and what was wrong. Should she end the Angel's suffering? One thing Talin did know, she could not deal with the thought of leaving Him in here alive, and suffering. She just could not face that. That was what made the decision for her...

Reaching down, she grips the rusty sword, wrapping her fingers around it.

"Gah...just do it...hurry!"

She looked at the Angel, knowing that as soon as she cut Him free, as soon as His wings were severed, she would have to kill Him..

Closing her eyes, she struck, the sword, altho rusty, was honed to a razors edge, the blade slicing cleanly thru the left wing, thick blood spurting out....

Talin then turned to the right wing.... ~

 

[Mister J]

As she swung, attempting to lop off Gabriel's other wing...a cold pale hand caught the blade in mid air. With a thud his boots touched down on the stone floor as his cape swirled about him. Maiar looked down to Talin, his eyes still as soft as ever.

"This one is mine...in time, he will die when I choose."

He tightened his grip, shattering the sword. A small snarl escaped his lips as he took her by the wrist, escorting her out of the cell, closing the large door behind him. It took a marvelous amount of strength to not tear into her right there. That was the one who slayed his mother...he killed the one person who could have loved him most, but the vampire would never know that...ever.

He brought her back up the winding staircase, through the hallowed halls, and right back into his chambers. His grip was strong, enough to hold her...but not to hurt of course. He finally let her go and he spoke, very formal.

"I understand why you think you must free him...he is innocent in your eyes. However mine are not as naive, I've seen what his kind are capable of...destroying civilizations, killing the sons of nations...whatever their master bids of them. That does not justify what I did to him. It isnt that simple."

His eyes began to glow...just slightly showing the emotions he so desperatly tried to hide for her sake.

"I will warn you now...if you try to take my venegance from me I will kill you. I will not hesitate and your death will be slow and painful for as long as I let it. This means more to me than any bond I've held with you or your family."

With that he turned and walked out to the balcony. He had to calm himself...he had to get away from her or 'it' might come out again...to even kill her this time...

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ The look on the Angel's face told her that Maiar was there, a split second before He stopped the sword, the blade shattering in His hand...

His grip to her wrist was tight, unyielding, yet brought no pain. And His reaction, His almost cold exterior told Talin that He indeed had to have been fighting what He really felt, for He was much to cold.

Taken back to His chambers, the heavy door thudded closed behind them...

"I understand why you think you must free him...he is innocent in your eyes. However mine are not as naive, I've seen what his kind are capable of...destroying civilizations, killing the sons of nations..."

She turned away, taking a deep breath "Have You not said Yourself, that You have done the same... The son of the Devil himself. Fought in wars of men, destroyed entire civilizations, and even.... killed angels."

She stopped her words then. She was confused, so very confused. The spectre of the Angel.. crucified, suffering... haunted Talin... "If that had been YOU hanging there.. suffering... I would have done the same thing.. Maiar"

And she knew, she would have, she would have fought to free the Vampire as well.. But why.. One was sooo clearly good... at least in her eyes.. Angels = good.... and one was so clearly evil... one only had to look at her healing hands to know that... but was Maiar evil? If He was.. maybe she would not be so... confused... But He had kept His promise to her.. to not hurt her anymore, at least so far.. and that meant there was something more within Him.. His touch, even now, had not hurt her.

"I will warn you now...if you try to take my venegance from me I will kill you. I will not hesitate and your death will be slow and painful for as long as I let it. This means more to me than any bond I've held with you or your family."

As He turned to walk out onto the Balcony... she whispered... still not looking up.. she did not want to see that red glow within His eyes...

"Did it not occurr to You that it is that Vengenance that feeds that Beast.. that Monster.. inside You.. Maiar?"

 

[Mister J]

Maiar growled a bit, his hands clenching the balcony wall. Did she intend to anger him more? He had already warned her...his voice rang clear and steady. She knew the danger before her...yet why did she continue on? The vampire finally sighed...deciding to play along to discover her ultimate goal.

"Did it ever occur to you that 'I' am the monster?"

He cast his eyes out at the moon high above, taunting him with visions of days gone by....his mother, her skin pale as his...her eyes a deep emerald green. She had deep dark, never ending ravened tresses that seemed to cover him when she held him tight. A smile came to his lips now...

"Yes, a monster...a cold hearted no life king."

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

"Did it ever occur to you that 'I' am the monster?"
"Yes, a monster...a cold hearted no life king."

"If You were..." she turned then to face Him... looking out onto the balcony... altho she did not approach...

"would I not be dead now? or... in the same state as the Angel in Your Dungeon?"

She knew she was pushing Him.. perhaps it would be better to NOT anger Him.. but that was not in her nature.. she tended to blurt things out .. at times at least.. why lie to Him?? She did not see HIm as a *Monster*... but saw the Monster that lay inside Him...

Every other Vampire she had encountered she indeed DID see as a Monster... she was still confused as to what she saw different in HIm....

Her grandmother obviously saw the same... difference.. in Him.. but then again.. did her grandmother ever see that Angel? and if she had.. what would she have thought then?

 

[Mister J]

"Having pity on someone doesnt make you any less of a monster..."

He turned to face her, his eyes beginning to take that crimson hue.

"I didnt even have time to know her..."

Maiar glared at her, deciding to up the anty a bit and test her resolve.

"What would you have done?..if you found the one who drove the sword through her back? The one who killed her right before me...and I powerless to stop him...WHAT WOULD YOU DO?!"

The vampire yelled out, letting some of his anger slip forth...his ruby orbs now set a blaze.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

"Having pity on someone doesnt make you any less of a monster..."

Her eyes widened at that remark.. her own anger beginning to shine thru...

"DON'T PITY ME" she snarled back.. "I have no use for IT"

She turned to fully face Him now... Damn she hated PITY.. compassion was one thing.. Pity entirely different.. she HATED it...

"I didnt even have time to know her..."

Maiar glared at her, deciding to up the anty a bit and test her resolve.

"What would you have done?..if you found the one who drove the sword through her back? The one who killed her right before me...and I powerless to stop him...WHAT WOULD YOU DO?!"

She stepped back at His words... she had thought those same thoughts herself... while standing before the Angel in the Dungeon...
Searching her mind... searching herself... the answer came up the same....

Her voice low... nearly growling herself...

"You want an honest answer than I will give You one... YES I would consider it... of course I would... but would I carry out what YOU have done... would I torture... in the name of vengence... NO.. I have never even tortured the Vampires I have killed... it has always been clean and quick.. would I KILL in the name of vengence.................."

She stopped... she honestly did not know if she would kill in the name of vengence..did that make Him the monster He said He was?? Because He did?

She turned her back to Him... staring at the wall...

"I don't KNOW... Maiar.... I have never faced what YOU have... I just... don't KNOW"

 

[Mister J]

"I don't KNOW... Maiar.... I have never faced what YOU have... I just... don't KNOW"

Maiar peered at her...his mind told him to keep adding to the fire, but he wondered what good it would do. Those boots of his sounded off against the stone floor as he strode up behind her, leaning in to whisper in her ear, his cape flowing around her.

"You would..."

His tongue swirled around her earlobe.

"You'de take up your axe..."

A hand crept around to take hold of her waist.

"...and you'd glady kill for vengeance..."

He tilted her head to the side, his tongue gliding down her neck.

"Again...and again...and again..."

A smirk crept to his lips.

"I've been in your mind...your very thoughts...I know what evil you'd do..."

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ She heard the thud of His boots as He approached her.. she did not turn around, still staring at the stone wall before her.. His cape was the first to touch her, slithering around her as if alive, she catching her breath as it does.

Then His voice.. whispering .. within her ear..

"You would..."

His tongue swirled around her earlobe.

"You'de take up your axe..."

A hand crept around to take hold of her waist.

"...and you'd glady kill for vengeance..."

Her eyes tried to keep staring as His tongue touched.. swirled.. caressed.. her earlobe.. the touch was cool... yet she found it.. arousing.. clenching her fists, she tried to control her breathing...

a battle she lost when His hand slips around her waist.. her breath catching in her chest.. her heart pounding...

He tilted her head to the side, his tongue gliding down her neck.

"Again...and again...and again..."

A smirk crept to his lips.

"I've been in your mind...your very thoughts...I know what evil you'd do..."

She shivers at the trailing of His tongue, along the supple curve of her throat... her body hungering for such a touch.. for such a caress.. thirsting for the pleasure she suddenly knew He could bring her...

And...

He knew her... She would kill for vengeance.. she denied those thoughts because she was trying to keep her humanity intact.. but she knew.... that had the same happened to her.. she indeed would hunt down and kill that... killer....

"I am not evil" she whispers.. the thought scaring her to the very depths of her soul... "I am not"...

 

[Mister J]

That smirk grew wide, reaching to his cheeks, those fangs shimmering in the light as he whispered...his lips caressing the soft flesh of her neck.

"No...you arent."

He waited a moment...for that closure to come over her...that feeling telling her "Everything's going to be okay". As if he'd let her enjoy such an emotion...

"...but that wont stop you will it?"

The left side of his cape wrapped around her leg, each thread running over her silken thighs. The vampire's hand about her waist slowly roamed lower, that dress disappearing into a crimson mist that surrounded the both of them.

Maiar purred softly into her ear, his icy talons creeping between her legs...

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

"I am not evil" she whispers.. the thought scaring her to the very depths of her soul... "I am not"...

"No...you arent."

"...but that wont stop you will it?"

~ the cool touch of His lips pressing to her throat, His voice, was it in her ear, or her mind... did it matter?.. the softest of sigh's escapes her. She let her eyes close, dark crimson lashes touching her cheek as she does.

The silken slither of His cape, curling about her leg as if a serpent, claiming it's mate. The satin touch gliding along her smooth flesh... Talin felt her breath catching as she begins to give in to the myriad of sensations that were racing thru her body. Sensations she had always dreamed about and never really felt. Not, like this...
what.. was He doing to her...
The ruby colored dress that had clung to her form seeming to dissapate into the cool kiss of mist around her and Him, leaving her naked, vunerable.. to the Vampire.

Where His touch was cool, chilling, her skin responded with heat, warm and alluring.. that flowed thru her with every beat of her heart...

Leaning back slightly... Those icey lengths moving downwards.. a sudden memory, of Him plunging those lengths into her, deep into her.. made her tense then..

"why... why are You doing this.. Maiar?" She was not stopping Him.. the question was not meant to do that.. her words laced with a soft moaning edge.. her own legs parting at His fingers drew close, so close she could feel the chill... as surely as He could feel the moist heat.. ~

 

[Mister J]

Maiar let a chuckle escape his lips, his cool breath brushed against her warm skin.

"You already know the answer to that my dear..."

The cape slid up her inner thighs, caressing her tender flesh finally making it's way to her soft lips...laying over her womanhood as his icy palm held it in place. He let his tongue swirl about her neck...his other hand reaching around to slide down as well, it's cold claws pulling at her thigh...lifting one leg into the air with ease as something protruded past her lips from his cape...

He smirked as the silken fabric shifted and molded itself into a slender shaft...inching it's way into her pussy, pushing apart her moistened lips. He felt every bit of her insides...her fluids coating the length within her. She was doing to him exactly what he intended to do to her...she was making him want her...like nothing he'd felt before...for some reason, this hunter girl ignited some previously unknown lust inside him...

"Give into my embrace and let me take you into the night..."

Suddenly the room grew dark...the light coming from the balcony seemed so far away now...the candes burned out..smoke now rising from their wicks. The only light now, a crimson hue cast by those firey red orbs of his...

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

"Give into my embrace and let me take you into the night..."

~ He entered her, the phallas of His cape sliding into the warm, wet embrace of her folds, seeking her virginal entrance. The heat was radiating off her, thick droplets of her innermost arousal slithering down her inner thighs, the dew of her sex, easing the push into her with a slippery touch... She tenses in His arms as He pushes inside, the tightness clenching at that shaft...

Her mind wrapped about His words, as His cold fingers trailed over her skin... seeming to touch every part of her.. she undulates against Him, a seductive sway of her body as she rolls her hips to the length inside her.. her breathing deepening...

Talin moaned low as she let her eyes flutter open, His lips were dancing, caressing, playing across the supple column of her throat.. she could feel her own pulse just below the surface...her life's blood flowing past...

Talin's grandmother had never answered the question that Talin had posed so many years ago.. just before her death.. the question of whether the Vampire that she love had ever tasted of her blood... Iliana had avoided that question and Talin.. at that moment .. found herself wondering... again.. Talin knew that sex to a Vampire could of course be a intimate and pleasureable expierence.. she had studied alot on that.. but to be fed upon and survive, to willingly be fed upon.. was an expierence that Talin knew was more, intimate, than sex ever could be.

"Maiar... " she gasps.. her voice hushed with her arousal.. "tell me.. please.. did You ever taste of my grandmother?"

She turns her head then as He lifts His.. The deep crimson glow of His eyes for a moment scare her... the fire within so like the Monster she had seen in those very same eyes.. "what am I doing" she whispers to herself...
but she knew exactly what she was doing... she was giving into the same almost life giving pleasure that He was.. ~

 

[Mister J]

Maiar answered by sliding his razor sharp fangs back up her neck, hissing at her as he moved to her earlobe, nibbling lightly. The length of black cloth within her quivered.

"I tasted her...all of her..."

He pressed against the cloth between her legs, pushing it deeper. His claws gripped her leg firmly, blood trickling down her thigh.

"Night after night..."

His eyes flashed of pure gold before simmering back to a tame crimson color.

"Again and again...she begged me for it...teased me to take her..."

He lifted her up easily, her leg swaying slightly in the air as she rose up. That cape pulled out from her, the vampire pulling her against him, his hard member released, sliding between her legs..the pale head rubbing against her moistened clit as he lowered her leg, letting her thighs squeeze him tight. Those slender fingers traveled up her waist, moving to her breasts where he played teasingly...circling his talons around her hardened nipples...his tongue slithering around her ear as he whispered once again to her...

"What is it that you beg for when no can hear?..."

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

"I tasted her...all of her..."

"Night after night..."

"Again and again...she begged me for it...teased me to take her.."

His razored fangs grazed along the supple flesh of her throat as He answered... Talin feeling her heart speed up at His words.. She had suspected as much in just talking to her grandmother about the Vampire she had loved... but she never dared press the subject, for Iliana chose to keep the truth, the answer, to herself.

She arches against Him, feeling that silken caped length pushing deeper, but not deep enough to take her virgin barrier.. His claws dig into her thigh as He feels her move against Him... the warm trace of blood lacing along the flesh...
He easily lifting her body into His embrace.. against Him... She felt that caped length slip from inside her.. soaking wet.. allowing some of her own lubrication to seep out, coating the pink warm folds that surround her entrance.. but she did not remain without for long, she feeling Him this time.. that smooth cool touch of just the head of His cock at first, then the length, slipping easily within the grasp of her folds, seeming to seek warmth, to adjust to her heat....

His hands had traveled upwards to cup each breast, those clawed fingers teasing those darkened peaks of her nipples...

His breath, lips at her ear now. His voice was cool and haunting, teasing, seductive and laced with His own lusts that she could hear, feel, in His words, His caress...

"What is it that you beg for when no can hear?..."

Talin felt her body tense at those words.. So often, she herself, as she lay in bed at night begged for strength, wisdom, to do what she knew.. or at least thought ... she had to... She was not longer sure of anything anymore...

"What is it that you beg for when no can hear?..."

Her eyes close once more, she felt Him edge deeper into the folds of her sex, but not yet entering her. She had once swore she would never let anyone make love to her unless she were in love... yet she had begged.. in the depths of night... for love.. for one to hold her.. understand her... make love to her....

She moves against Him.. her body undulating.. tempting Him.. begging Him with mere movement... but that was not her most telling ... admission....

Talin slowly tilted her head aside... she not only offering her body to the Vampire that was so close to taking her, so close that her own fluids were even now dripping over His length, thick droplets that slither down in warm paths over His cool pale skin... she offered her life's blood... warm... living.. sweet with her passion... the blood of a Van Helsing... for even tho He had tasted of her grandmother.. SHE was a Van Helsing by marriage... NOT by blood... within Talin's veins flowed the sweet blood of the Hunter.. ~

 

[Mister J]

His hand slipped from her breast, rising to pet at her hair, thin talons gliding through her amber tresses. He tilted her head to the side, peering down to her neck, the veins becoming visible to his crimson orbs...they glowed brightly under her skin...the warm blood flowing through...

He winced, his jaw tightening...the muscles tensed as his fangs grew in length...his eyes went wide...the beast inside was trying to get out...to take over...take his prey.

No...not...this...one...

Maiar let out a deep sigh, that cool breath of his creeping over her skin...his eyes closed as he leaned his own head against her neck, those fangs kept well behind those icy lips.

"Mmmm..."

He rose up, backing away from her...his clothes slowly fading, even that devilish cape...leaving his pale-blue skin exposed, his muscular yet thin frame revealed...The vampire seemed to glide across the floor, backwards until he stopped a few feet away, his arms outstretched as he looked up to her.

"Come to me of your own will child...show me that this is what you want."