Woven Rings Of Destiny ( Continuation of The Family)

[The GrandMage]

Joseph

He looked up sharply, and came to his feet in a hurry. "Aria!" He stared at her, not knowing what to say or how to say it. His mouth worked silently, unable to form words as he watched her, waiting for her to do something, say something,....anything.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

I jumped back a little, this guy knew my name?
"Who are you and what do you want?" I backed up a little further as he stood there making strange noises.
Ok one bum was enough for one night, who was this one!?
"Look, I am all out of money and I don't have anything I could help you with.." I was weary and tired and very irritable at this moment, and really in no mood for this.

 

[The GrandMage]

Joseph

"Aria,....God,...you look horrible."

He took a few steps forward moving into the light. By the look that passed across her face, he knew that was a bad move. He was a little dirty, and he was dressed a little ragged, but here, in the light, there was no mistaking who he was, even if he didn't smell the same.

"Aria, let me explai-"

 

[Sweetp4u]

I backed up as he came into the light, my heart freezing in my chest as my eyes scanned his face. It couldn't be?! He was a figment of my imagination! right? I closed my eyes and opened them once more.
"Aria let me expla-"
I didn't think I reacted, "YOU'RE DEAD!" I backed away, my mind refusing to believe that he was back and he had come to hurt me once more!
Shaking my head, I backed up another step.
"No.. No no no! This isn't happening to me!" I refused to believe this, after all the pain and I WATCHED him die!
He stepped towards me, my mind not registering anything, not even the sorrow in his eyes as I reacted. Crouching a little, I threw back my fist and buried it into his mid section. It would immobilize him and give me a chance to run!
Turning once I delivered the punch I ran, I took off as quickly as I could. Torn, hurting and in pain, it wasn't as fast as I wished it would be, but I hoped to god I could out run him and find safety.
I paused at the end of the block, which way to go!?

 

[The GrandMage]

Joseph

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he fell to his knees, and hand out on the ground. He wasn't sure what hurt worse, the punch, or the anger and pain that had been put behind it. HE slowly got back up to his feet, and watched her at the end of the block, trying to choose a way to run.

"Aria, no,...please,...." He started after her, staggering a bit to keep up with her, but he was only moving at walking speed. "Aria,..."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

I turned at the sound of his voice the pleading of it. Lost and confused, I felt the hurt well up as well as the tears.
"Leave me be! Don't come near me!" I stood a little distance from him, but I was feeling so trapped, even in the wide open space of the city.
"You died, I know you did! Whoever you are I dont want any of it! You hear me!?" I screamed at him, trembling with the pain, hurt and deep fear inside.
My mind franticly worked over and over, what could I do? Who would help me? There was no one on the streets and there was no way really I could defeat Joseph. What was my options? None I could find. I thought of Ray and discarded it instantly, he wouldn't come to help me. Would he? I felt more pain well up inside, he had gone to Maggie, he didn't stay with me when I needed him to. I couldn't bring myself to call out to him, not now. He didn't want me, and I wouldn't beg. But as Joseph stepped towards me again, I did the only thing I could do, whether I liked it or not!
"Ray! Help me!" I cried out in my mind, hoping he could hear me through the distance of space.
I backed up as he approached me once more, "Don't make me kill you!... again!" My eyes sought out the quickest way out of here, away from him and his cruelty. Near sobbing, I backed up another step as he took two towards me.
I would fight til the end, I had said it before and I will do it now! I would, if it was the only option left to me. Readying myself, there was no where to run and hide as I so desperately wanted to do, and so I took my stance as he had shown me, and I got ready to die or kill.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Erika

I stood there, fighting hard to make sense of all of this when he moved to me and grabbed me. Uncertain what was happening, I gasped in surprise when He held me to him. Hugging me softly, his words reassuring in my ears.
I held on, desperately clinging to the one thing that was level in my life. Lance. Always the same, always caring for me. I sniffled slightly, the tears still falling now and then. My hands tightened around him, hugging him to me in return.
It felt good that hug, an honest show of affection and understanding. Nothing hidden in its meaning. Something genuine and it did give me hope. He had nothing to gain by helping me, and I had nothing to lose from his offer.
He pushed me back slightly from him, looking me up and down, nothing entered my mind at his persual over me. I still felt raw and open, bared in a sense, but it wasn't as frightening as I first thought.
"Tell me, whatever it is I need to know. I can't help you unless you want to be helped, and I won't pressure you. This is your last chance, you are falling, faster than you know, and there's only one last ditch effort to save you, but I don't know if you want to be saved."
I looked up, for the first time into his eyes. My own swirling with the fear and pain, indescision on what I could do to rectify this situation. His were as torn as my own were, but he was still that anchor I needed.
"Yes Lance...Please?" I had hoped he had the answers and the knowledge of how to fix it. I had hoped he had a step by step guide to righting the wrongs I had done. But I knew he didn't have all the answers for he didn't know all I had done or seen.
"Hold me? Please?" I moved into the curve of his body, my head falling to his shoulder as my arms wrapped around him tightly.
"I have done so much, but nothing worth while either.. I don't like myself, I only want to be normal.. I want only to be myself.." I pressed tighter to him, seeking comfort of some kind, assurance it was possible to just be me. Not diabolical, not vengence reborn, not a stuck up spoiled rich bitch either. I just wanted to be me.. Before my mother died, before my father lied and before I was trained into a killing machine.
"It all seems too impossible to be true Lance.. I stole Aria's son, not to hurt her, but because I wanted a son of my own. It is a lame reason, I know that. You can't make someone love you.. I had only hoped I could get it the easy way.. I know I was wrong." I gripped him tighter for a moment and relaxed my hold. "I watched her be held by a mad demon, raped and beaten, and I did nothing to stop it." I felt fresh tears well up inside me. "I've done all I could to get my way, to fulfill a prophecy I knew nothing about..... And all this time I kept thinking, if I do this or that, I will earn love in the process. A really fucked up view isn't it?" I fell silent, my eyes squeazed tightly shut, wishing to block out all of these past two weeks from my mind.
I held him tighter, "when.. When willow had you.. I didn't stop him from killing you.. I only beg forgiveness, since there is nothing in defense I could say to you." I let go and backed up away from him, feeling him tense slightly as my eyes met his.
"I am hopeless Lance..... A hosepless cause. Even I can see that.." Again I folded my arms around myself, protecting from nothing but still, I had only me.
"I will do whatever needs to be done, I have a feeling I won't live much longer at this rate anyways.. But I will spend what time I do have helping you and the rest. Make up for some of the wrongs I have done.. And hope I can find myself while doing it as well.." My eyes downcast, I expected him to leave now. He knew more and more the longer he stayed near me, and I was certain his disgust would grow if he knew all I had done.
Rambling aloud, I turned to look out the window as my mind fell back to the old days of youth and happiness... "All I wanted was a home and children.. a long life with the man of my dreams. Love, unconditional love too. Nothing abnormal, just a subburban house and four kids of my own. Things change and people change with the things thrown their way, but still all this time has passed and it's all I really long for."

 

[The GrandMage]

Joseph

He stopped, and he stared at her. He took another step forward, and she took a fighting stance. He stared at her through the tears. "Aria,....please,....that wasn't me. I would never,......You know I could never,....."

He stopped, seeing her determination, and took a few steps back. He tripped, and fell backwards. He curled up, sobbing audibly. So what if she killed him? He was dead already. Dead in her eyes, and that's all that mattered.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

"Bullshit! Don't lie to me! I seen you! I felt you!" I cried harder, trying hard not to let his tears fool me.
I shook hard with dertermination to see this threw and yet he made no move to attack me?
"You vanished, without a word. I thought you were dead! And there you are alive again, and beating me!" I shook with rage and hurt.
"Raping." I sobbed loudly, backing up, moving from my stance of attack. "...me."
"I thought I knew you!" I moved back another step. "I thought you loved me!?" I yelled at him louder. I didn't care if I was making dogs bark and waking the neighborhood as well.
"You prove to me it wasn't you! It isn't alot to ask of you, is it? If.. and IF it wasn't you.. prove it!" I demanded again. I was hurting to bad to care if what I said was hurting him as well.
"Prove it.. Can you Joseph?" I spoke barely above a whisper, my hand coming up to swipe away the tears and press against my shaking lips. I watched him huddled on the ground, awaiting anything he could pull or attempt to pull on me.

 

[The GrandMage]

Joseph

He sobbed, listening to her. She hated him. She hated him, and he understood. But it wasn't him! how could he explain, how could he let her-.......it took a while for it to sink in. He pulled himself up onto his knees, and held out his arm. He spit on it, and tried to wipe away the grime, the dirt.

He looked up at her, and offered out his arm, tear still streaking down his face. "I,...I can prove it, love. Drink. You know that memories can be read when a vampire drinks another vampire's blood. Drink, see for yourself."

He didn't say anything about it, but he doubted he'd live through the experience. He hadn't feed in a long time, and his new body had gone through a tough transformation. He was very weak. But if only to get her back, he'd take the risk. He knew that he wouldn't be able to come back again. But if only to redeem himself in her eyes, he'd go through any Hell.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

He was right there, I could see his memories if I did get near enough to him to drink. Still crying, shaking and unsure of what to do I moved towards him slightly.
"How do I know this isn't some trick!?" My eyes met his and his eyes were filled with pain and acceptance of my choice.
"You don't even smell the same?" I caught his scent on the breeze and it was true, he did smell dirty, but he didn't smell like he used to either.
"Why?" I asked, still frightened that going closer to him would trap me in some way. I heard Maggie coming, and felt a relief warm me over. She was here, she would help me if I needed it.
I heard her gasp my name in worry and seen her stunned eyes on Joseph.
"What's going on here?" She was confused.
"Just watch him cousin.." I moved carefully towards him, still in pain but less fear now. He stood solemnly there, unmoving, breath held as well. He was afraid to move, because he might frighten me or because Maggie was there? I didn't know the answer to that.
He held my eyes as I moved closer, "If you lied to me and this is some trap, I will take you with me!" I hissed quietly.
My hand reached out and took his wrist, my eyes still on him, afraid to take them off of his face. His heart was thumping hard in his body, quickly as well. Was he afraid or excited?
I jumped a little as he cleared his throat, but he said nothing nor moved towards me in any fashion. It took a little concentration to get my fangs to retract out, but I finally managed it. I bent down, my eyes still on his as my teeth sank into his wrist.
All it took was one swallow and like a movie it played in my head..

The fight with vladamir and indeed he had died. I gasped a little, releasing my teeth from him, blood pooled at my parted lips, but I did not swallow any more. Eyes closing, I watched as he fought to get his body back, I watched through his eyes of him watching himself.
Their encounters, the scene of Erika falling to the ground and then the clear sight from the door of Joseph holding me at knife point and Joseph standing in the doorway with rage boiling inside.
Jerking back, My eyes snapped open and more hurt and confusion was there.
"But? How??" I didn't move from him, he looked a little different, drawn mostly. He hadn't fed. He smelled differently, he felt differently. I felt more tears well up into my eyes as I seen it for the truth.
I couldn't seem to make myself embrace him, offer comfort neither. Though it wasn't him who hurt me, I still had that nightmare inside my head.
stifling another sob, so confused and lost. I didn't know what to do now?!
He was my husband, he wasn't the one who hurt me, he didn't deserve my anger for the events that happened.. And yet I was still afraid?
"Joseph?" I tried to think of something to say or do, something that would help this whole situation, but nothing was coming to mind? "I believe you.." It was all I could offer, for still inside me was all that had happened. Could I forget and move on? Could I offer my love to an innocent man I couldn't seem to forgive? he wasn't at fault for what had happened, I didn't blame him.. But looking at him was painful and reminding.
I stood there uncertain of what I could do? Should I take him home so he can see Michael? Explain I needed time? It was the right thing to do.. God help me?!
Another painful sob stuck in my throat as I helplessly looked at him. "I don't know what to do?" Crying silently, I glanced at Maggie and then back to Joseph.

 

[The GrandMage]

Joseph

He smiled through the tears. He was so happy, he couldn't speak. He tried harder, and realized it wasn't because he was happy. He looked down where she'd bitten him, and tilted his head, confused by what he saw. Blood ran in rivulets down across his fingers, drops pitter-pattering to the ground. Why wasn't it healing?

He swayed a little, and fell onto his knees, and forward. He struggled to keep his eyes open, knwoing why it wasn't healing. It had taken to much to get her to understand. He didn't have the power to heal, the strength to stand.

He struggled to draw in a breath, closing his eyes against the pain. He had died so quickly before. He hadn't had time to feel the pain. The awesome pain that flowed through emptying veins. "I,...I l-l-lo-love ou, Arrr,....."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

I watched as he sank to his knees, my mind trying to register his movements and why he was falling?
"Joseph?" I backed up a step as he fell to his side, blood, what little there was pouring from him.
"Oh god!" I knelt down and slapped his face slightly, "Joseph?! wake up!"
"shit, shit shit! he has to feed.." I was speaking more to myself than anyone. Maggie knelt down and lifted up his head. Our eyes met as we both nodded.
"I will feed him first, then if he needs more, you can feed him alright?" she nodded in agreement and held his head. We pulled him upright as I met his dazed eyes.
"You have to feed Joseph... Alright?"I didn't wait for his nod, I put his lips to my neck.
"Feed Joseph.." I urged him, Maggie helping me to keep him upright, my eyes watching the blood pour from the puncture holes in his wrist.

 

[The GrandMage]

Joseph

He barely registered anything. His fangs slid into warm flesh, and life-giving blood began to flow into him. It was vampire's blood, not enough to satisfy his hunger, but enough to give him strength. The world was a blur as he began to feed.

And as his feed, memories came to him. Her memories. Aria's memories. There was pain, and hurt. Images flashed before him, and more tears began to run from his eyes. But he had to keep feeding. The wounds on his arm slowly began to stop giving blood, and skin began to coat them, healing over the wound. Once he had enough strength to, he stopped, pulling himself from her.

He should have been there. He should have protected her. It was his fault this had happened. She was too young, she wasn't strong enough, he should never have left her. He realized what he was thinkinbg was crazy, but her pain, his rage, it all mixed together into the guilt of knowing he could have stopped it had he been there.

 

[Shoty98]

Maggie

As I helped hold Joseph up Ray's voice sounded out in my head, frantically wanting to know what was going on. I had told him to stay and protect Micheal and I would go and track down Aria.
My mind still realed over the everything that had transpired after I arrived. What this was all about was beyond me and right now was not the time to figure it out.
I watched as his fangs peirced her flesh and he began to drink. It was still utterly amazing to me to watch how quickly a vampire could heal. He stopped a rather short time after he had begun to feed, his appearance was improving very slowly.
He no longer looked on deaths doorstep, but still he looked less than healthy and fulfilled. I shuddered at the sight of his pale skin pulled so taunt over his bones I thought they would burst through at any momnet. The dark circles that surrounded his eyes were blacker than the night sky.
I knew he needed more even to be able to just merely hunt. I didn't even stop to think for a moment about it, I knew how much she loved him. "Sit down Aria.." I pulled the hair back from my neck and turned Joseph's head gently, pressing his lips to my neck. "Drink Joseph...you need more than what you took."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

His fangs sank into my neck, and with that came nothing I was used to. No electric shock, no warmth over flowing throughout my limbs, no tranquil sensations.
Just nothing.
And it did frighten me a little as well. I didn't stiffen up nor pull away, Instead I concentrated on all the happy moments we had shared, blocking as best I could all those unpleasant memories. He took only barest of blood before pulling away.
He was frightened of his own blood lust? That was something I was sure Joseph could always control, but truth was he couldn't. He pulled away, still drawn looking and weak. Maggie instructed me to sit down, and not in a fighting mood or even wanting to argue, I sat back and tried to shake off the weak feeling. It wouldn't last long since Ray had fed me earlier.
I watched as Maggie offered her own neck to Joseph, I felt grateful that she would risk herself to save him. Even if just for Michael's sake, if nothing more. I slid back a little, distancing myself from him and her some what. Still uncertain, afraid and confused. So much had happened in the past twelve hours, and my body was feeling it all.
I glanced up, staring at the night sky, wondering how destiny could be so cruel at times?

 

[The GrandMage]

Joseph

Again, his fangs peirced flesh, and again he drank. Warm blood, and warmer memories. But still, he pulled back after he had enough strength. He had strength enough to hunt now, after feeding on her. He pulled away, and fought to get to his feet. It was a minor struggle, and he made it to a standing position with some dignity.

He looked at both of them, and dropped his head. "Thank you. Thank you both. I should go,...and hunt. Aria,...Aria, I'm so sorry..."

He looked up to her as he began to move, taking steps backwards, tears rolling anew down his cheeks. "I should have been there, I should have,...I could have,...Oh, God, Aria,...." He didn't know what to say. He didn't know what he could say.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

I watched him stagger to his feet and felt the pain inside me lurch even harder. What did he want me to tell him? I was alright, and I would be a loving wife like he had before?
I couldn't imagine any future right now, only what needed to be done. He said he was sorry and he wished he had been there to stop him. I knew he was, I knew how soul deep it wounded him he couldn't aid me and stop all that had happened.
"There was nothing you could do, Vlad took care of that didn't he?" I paused, moving a little forward once I stood up.
"Michael is at home and waiting for some reassurance.. Come home when you are done feeding Joseph... Given time.. Perhaps we.. Perhaps I can mend what's been broken?" I fell silent, not sure what more I could offer right now. I couldn't even offer myself as a whole being, I couldn't see past the darkness to offer him love as he deserved.
"In time.. Just.. Give me time.." I could say no more, I needed to sleep, or try too at least. I walked past him, turning back to face him as I walked backwards.. "Remember your way home Joseph." I did want him there, for Michael's sake and to try and heal the wounds in my own soul.. In his as well.
I turned, head down and slowly walked back down the block towards the house. Perhaps I could sleep, and perhaps I could heal some what and then approach this once more.
I had to speak to Ray as well when I got there.. Let him know what I knew.

 

[poohlive]

Lance felt for her. The pain sweeping through her, swirling up on those big doe eyes, something that she could never truly hide. All of this had been nothing more than a facade to conceal herself, and it had worked only to bring it out once more.
She did want his help though, and he would let her. It would be the only way.
"I know," he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her towards him. She spoke, of her troubles, her woes, her hopes, and the manipulative ways she wanted to achieve them. He nodded, a vague memory of Willow speaking to someone on a phone.
She had wanted him dead, and now he stood next to her, comforting her.
"You are here, and you want to repent, that is all that matters. The pain and death in your wake are deep, I know, but if you want to turn it around you can. It's never too late."
He kisses her, a quick touch of the lips. His eyes searched hers for something, comfort, longing? Perhaps even that child he knew all those years ago.
She was there too, beyond the swirls of hate and fear.
"I will help you all I can," Another kiss, this time lingering on her lips. Something more than a friend, perhaps the acceptance of a lover.
"I can't promise you it will all go away, but it can be better, we can make it better for others."
This time her brought her to him. Not a peck or a touch, but a deep longing kiss that even caught him by surprise. Ancient stirrings of her crept through him. He stood there, so close to her body, their lips enthralling around one another.
Deep and sensual.
A promise of things to come. They would lie together as friends, not lovers. The comfort of physical expression caught between them. It wouldn't be sex, or fucking, but merely making love.
He anted that so badly. All of this death and killing took it's toll, and he wanted to clean himself.
He wanted to remind his own soul what exactly he was fighting for.
Gently, he held onto her back as he lowered her to the bed.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Erika

"You are here, and you want to repent, that is all that matters. The pain and death in your wake are deep, I know, but if you want to turn it around you can. It's never too late."
I paused slightly, hope blossoming in my heart as I heard his words, I glanced up into his eyes, "It isn't too late?" A tear fell off of my cheek, but in my eyes were hope for something good out of all this nightmare. He bent his head and kissed me quickly but softly, acceptance, show of care.
My eyes shined a little brighter, not really from the kiss but from the hope in his eyes, it gave me hope for more as well.
"Could I? Really?" I whispered breathlessly, the thoughts of being me again, so hard to comprehend but desperately wanted as well. My hands tighted on his upper arms, gripping him, thinking over his words.
A ragged breath escaped me, "I will help you all I can."
My eyes lifted to his, "Please help me?" I pleaded softly my body still pressed to his, seeking his warmth, wishing I could absorb some of his kindness as well.
"But.." So many doubts entered my mind, as if I wasn't good enough to honestly be good. And who would believe it of me of all people?
"I can't promise you it will all go away, but it can be better, we can make it better for others."
I nodded in hope and agreement, "Yes, I would like to very much so Lance." Softly I spoke up, my eyes meeting his once more.
Something in his eyes made me smile. Not a real bright smile, but a small one. A shard of hope breaking through the blackened wall guarding my heart.
He took me to him, My own pulse leaping slightly as he bent his head and took my lips in a deep kiss. My heart paused slightly before beating hard against my breast, my own lips parting and giving. The memories that faded came back into my mind, all the things I had felt, and did feel for him coming to the surface.
A humble tear came to my eye as I pressed to him. Love, he offered me once again true love.
I was taken aback a little at how I was reacting to him, to this. But I closed off my reason and shut the fear up and just gave into those sensations rippling down my spine. Love.
A muffled moan escaped my lips as I felt the bed meet my back, nothing came to mind but back in that church, before all of this started. The hopes and dreams and the young woman in love with this man.
Another tear fell, I wrapped around him and cradled him to me. I couldn't stop the rush of tears that came, I don't even know why I cried? But I felt, I felt something more than anger and pain. Reaching up I twined my fingers around his neck and pulled him flush against my body, no thoughts now.. Just love.

 

[poohlive]

He was poised above her, mere inches. Flesh touching flesh, sking against skin, moving and rubbing. He was noticably hard for her, the long hard shaft full of life and blood now resting on her stomach.
He kissed her, moving her head slightly to devour her neck. Carefully his fangs came out to nip her, just a soft scraping of the skin. A single drop evading her, which he licked up.
The lifeblood sent chills through him.
His hands grew a life of their own. First they moved her hands, holding the taught muscles now in his back. He wanted her to explore him as much as he was her. Then they moved along her hands, past shoulders and down the soft curves of her body.
He accepted her greedily, touching and carressing like an old lover. Memories flooded past him of her body, her spots, her little places that drove her wild.
He touched one, and moaned eagerly into her, pressing himself against her body. Letting her feel the heat and warmth of his own, letting her feel what she was doing to him.
What they were doing to each other.
As if by instinct he let a single finger move against the curve of her sex. It slipped soundly against the curves of the slit, just pushing past the lips, but not inside. Not yet.
He was still against her neck, his teeth nipping at the nape of her neck. Not drawing blood this time, just to let her feel them, and all the potential they had.
He let the finger slip inside.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Erika

My eyes fell closed as his mouth nuzzled my neck, a softly purred moan given in responce. I arched so slightly against him, feeling him pressing to me. I felt myself heat up slowly, creeping along from where he touched my feet on up to my breasts.
There was nothing to say, it was almost like coming home. Had been here before, a cherished moment to add to this one. He moved my hands, down from around his neck, losening my hold just a bit. I moved my hands down over his shoulders and across his back.
Lightly my nails teased his skin as his fangs nipped my neck.
"Ooooh!" I sighed, moving my head slightly, giving him access to that tender column of skin. I tingled everywhere, but mildly. My hands dug into his back and then released, sliding my hands slowly lower. Up and over his taunt buttocks, my fingertips gently dug in.
Arching, my head falling to the side even further, I wanted more. His hardness pressed to me, causing even more moisture to gather at my folds. I could feel it, I could feel the heat we were generating. Making love, I had almost forgotten what this was like. But Lance would never let me forget, he was again reminding me why I wanted this.
My own lips turned and kissed his cheek, moving a little further along his jaw to fasten onto his ear lobe. Another moan escaped my slightly parted lips, softly it blew over his ear, a shiver in responce.
My eyes came open, the room looked so far away, the lights a little dimmer, my whole being focused on him and him alone. Arching a little, I spread further, pressing against his hardness. I felt his fingertip stroking my wet folds and shivered, clutching him to me once again.
"Mmmm yeeeees......" A quick shudder and once again I was relaxed, his fingers teasing and hovering just out of reach. His teeth again scraped my neck and I felt the room tilt a little, the heat washed over me suddenly. Heating me up more and more, his fingers pressed inwardly, drawing out a little moisture. The cooler room temperatures reached my heated folds and illicited another moan of pleasure.
His tongue lapped at my neck, his teeth still scraping, I was slowly losing my mind and he had yet to enter me. My hands moved again, over his flat nipples and down across his ribs. Lifting a foot, I began to rub from thigh to ankle against his leg. The feel of him, of us, was more than I could have imagined... Even the last time didn't feel as this did.

 

[The GrandMage]

Joseph

He nodded, and then he was gone. He never once stopped watching her until she was out of his sight. He felt the hunger, a burning pain in his veins, spreading, stinging, begging for sustanance. He tilted his head to the side, and began the hunt.

He started off small enough, taking little bits from the few bums he found. Then, he decided to move on to bigger fish. Stretching, he quickly scaled the side of a building, and began to search for a good spot. He found it easilly. It was a good hotel. Not to expensive, but not exactly cheap, either. He choose three rooms at random, and fed on them, taking as much as he could while not killing them.

Once he was done, he took a long, hot shower. Scrubbing hard enough he almost thought he had to regenerate layers of skin, he made sure there wasn't a speck of dirt left on him. He washed his hair about seven times to make sure it was clean, gave himself a trim and a shave, and helped himself to some of his victim's clothes and money.

After he left, he strolled down to the store, and bought himself some clothes that fit. A nice pair of jeans and a clean button up shirt that matched his new shoes. He gave himself a weak smile, and began to walk home. Was it really home. He wondered. It was said that time healed all wounds. But could time ever have Aria forgive him, and could he ever forgive himself. His eyes drifted skyward, and he gazed at the stars above.

He sighed. "Time doesn't heal all wounds, does it? You two have been dead so long, and I still miss you. You and our parents. I wonder what you'd have to say about this? I wonder what you two would have looked like had you been able to grow up...I wonder what you'd think of your big brother now?"

 

[poohlive]

It was acceptance and unbridalled passion that dwelled between them now. He moved into her, rocking against her, making both of their bodies swell back and forth just once. He loved the feeling of resistance in her, and then acceptance. It was uplifting.
She trusted him, loved him. It was in her eyes, her touch, the way she carressed him, held him in her own arms. Her very acceptance both pleased and excited him.
There was a bond there, something old and connected. Reaching through time and exciting every part of his body. An old connection of both body and mind. He could feel her excitement running through his veins, as well as his own.
He took his finger out, loving the sloppy sound it made as he did. Lance was gentle, spreading her legs just enough to move between them.
He entered her.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Erika

The shivers that cascaded down my whole body sent me higher up into the clouds. He knew where to touch, he knew what I needed. I knew deep down as well where to touch and kiss him.
My eyes locked with his, gone were the walls and the hidden part of myself.
And for the first time in a long time I was Erika. Giving instead of taking, showing all I felt inside, nothing guarded. He moved his hand, my body relaxing into the bed as I gasped out his name softly.
He moved with me, rubbing and brushing his body against my own. Goose flesh rose up over my arms and thighs, my breathing picking up, my eyes full of tenderness and passion as well. I arched for him, feeling him slide inside my depths.
I pulled him down to me, my lips locking with his as I passionately kissed him, deep and long. Putting all I felt into it, a near desperation feeling. He began to move and my body willing accepted his.
Moans from the both of us began to fill the room as slowly we made love. Hunger began to take over as I rose up to meet him and sank back down to the soft down beneath. Fingers that were once soft slowly began to get more urgent and demanding in their caress.
Releasing his lips, our eyes just stayed locked on the others. Every minute sensation playing in his eyes, darkening them, widening the pupils as well. My own surely matched his, I felt the wetness spreading between us.
Sweat slicked, we meshed well against each other. My nipples hardened and extended out, loving the feel of his chest brushing against my own. I moaned and urged him gently on. Tensing up now and then, I knew I wouldn't last much longer at this slow loving pace.