Sunday, March 13, 2011

Yours to Hold


Vishous:
- It was foreign to have so many things happen at once all of which starred the same female that was now no stranger to my thoughts. Although I've tried to denied the eminent entrance of her sweet scent, the way her eyes held mine even in the crowded room when no one was watching, the way she felt ~ even if it was a dream ~ against me, and good fucking God the way she tasted. That I had stolen without caring of what might be done with me when it was done. Days after I had left the compound to seclude myself inside the four walls of my Penthouse I found out the fucking big mistake my brother had made and it took all in me not to go after him and pummel him to the ground. Thankfully the voice of reason coming with a thick southie accent kept me from doing something truly stupid. After all, no matter how much I thought about her... this could not be... surely it was just a mutual physical attraction and nothing more. I've seen her from afar and seen nothing but her sweet nature, her big heart, and her luck in finding just the WRONG crowd. I scrubbed my face with my gloved hand. There were just too many emotions for this wreck of a warrior to really figure out what was doing inside him. Far beyond my usual low I downed yet another glass of Goose before I leaned back against the leather couch. Wow. This was a new one. No matter how many times I've tried to do it, trying to keep my brain in complete shut down was not an easy task. My heavy sigh was cut short by yet another knock on the door. Lately there had been too many of those none of which had really been good news, without delaying it I stood up and walked to the door. What was waiting on the other side, I didn't expect. Jodi. Pet. No, tear-stained pet. I kept the growl at bay when I took in the wreck that she was in right now. If Tohr had done anything to her, I would rip him apart with my own hands, brother be damned. I wrapped my arms around Jodi and pulled her into what had become my regular place to do everything in my power to erase that crippling anguish-

Jodi
*Sinking into your arms, I did something that I had not allowed myself since the night I woke alone in the theater room…I broke down completely. My words were unintelligible, broken my wracking sobs that shook both of us as I clung to you, tear-stained face buried in your now soaked shirt.* V, his… *I fought to draw breath, finally finding some comfort in your arms against the horrors of the night* …his hands… fuck, I can still feel his hands… *I choked, bile rising at the phantom fingers that had worked their way between my thighs* I was out alone and… and…

Vishous
- The way your words came in a jumbled mess chilled me to the bone. Something bad, very fucking bad had happened and the hair at the back of my neck stood as my fangs elongated for the danger my pet might be in. With my own life, I decided then and there. Slowly when I could I pulled you away from my chest to look into your eyes. Concern and something else flickering in the intense icy stare of my diamond eyes- Jodi, pet, calm down. What happened? Are you hurt? Who hurt you? - first stop check her for injuries, second kill the fucker that tried to lay a finger on this female of worth-

Jodi
*I blinked to focus on you, chocolate eyes wide with shock and bleary with tears* I went out for a drink and had too much and this man… *My skin tingled in a full body shudder as I shook my head both in answer and denial, my fingers clenched in a deathgrip around your jacket* The memories are coming in flashes but I’m sure… *I blanched, remembering how I’d awoke with my panties out of place* I feel so disgusting.

Vishous
- Anger flared in me like nothing I have ever felt before, radiating through my body in thick intoxicating waves of hatred. There was no more to be said, I filled in the spots and empty places on your cut out sentences. The disgust in your voice and the self hatred rang in my ears only serving to fueled my murderous intent- Jodi - I shook you a little bit to make sure you pay attention to the words that came from my mouth- this is not your fault, because some asshole took advantage of you - I gritted my teeth as I tried not to make my next mission flee this place and hunt the male down- you are a female of worth and you do not deserve the shit that has been thrown your way

Jodi
I'm sorry, Vishous.  *I sniffled and took a shaky breath, forcing a smile that was more grimace* I'm sure you didn't want me to cry all over your shirt.  *wiping at my face with the back of my hand* What do I do now, V?  If these are the males I attract, what does that say about me? Tohr didn’t want me… and then you… *I couldn’t bear to finish that sentence, the pain of your leaving still a raw edged wound in my heart* Is this all I am? All I’m good for?

Vishous:
- I tilt your head up to meet your gaze  with the same intensity I've shown before, maybe perhaps in your dreams but nonetheless as real as the clothes I was wearing- Pet, stop saying that. Yes I know there are a lot of assholes out there but not everyone is bad and some of us had no other choice but to build up the walls that kept everyone out - I run my thumb over your cheek to wipe a stray tear that rolled down your cheek- nothing that happened to you was your fault. Absolutely nothing, you are female of worth, fuck if you only knew how good you are. You deserve so much more than any of us has to offer - feeling smaller than a bug and as unworthy as the dirtiest of rats-

Jodi:
*I nod slowly and exhale a loud breath* God, I must look like Hell. *I rake my fingers through my hair, the rain drizzle I'd walked her in having whipped it into sodden tangles* Time to suck it up and deal, right?  There has to be a good male out there somewhere that's looking for me. Maybe it's in front of my face and I'm missing it.  *I laughed bitterly at the unintentional truth. The male that still haunted my mind stood right in front of me, his every embrace widening the already cavernous gap in my heart*

Vishous
- I watch you closely while you fidget and try to pull up that facade you've learned to build so well, much like me you did your best to keep from getting hurt. You put on a smile, I put on a sneer and the fuck off sign that was perpetually plastered on my face- That's the spirit, pet. We can't all give up, true? - without an invitation I took it upon me to wipe your cheeks and hold you in a way that you'd think I believe you were as breakable, crystal even. Now that I had you before me my resolve wavered... fuck- you have no idea the males that have fallen for you - and with that I closed my mouth and dropped my hands, however I was not ready to give up on the murderous intent- pet, who was it -gritting my teeth- tell who was that FUCKER so I can kill him now

Jodi
*The chanced words snapped my red-rimmed eyes to yours, in all that you’d said only part had registered, a seed of hope taking root in me… fallen…present tense… not fell.* Have you fallen for me, Vishous? After all that’s gone wrong… after the others who touched me, would you want me?

Vishous
- Stunned in place I meet your gaze and my breathing catches in my throat. What was I to say? Would I admit to this without really knowing what I was getting myself into? I took a step backwards I looked away from your penetrating gaze and did my best to avoid the question- Why should your past matter to someone that cares for you? - inadvertently I placed my hand over my heart and rubbed slowly trying to ease the pain that had settled in-

Jodi
*I watched your fist move over your chest in the nervous habit I knew so well, almost as if you were trying to erase the feelings that dwelled there. It was now or never. I stepped closer, intentionally invading the personal space you so treasured* If you care, then say it, Vishous. *I blinked the last remaining crystalline drops from my lashes to catch your eyes again* It’s just you and I here. No bond. No one stopping us. Just you… *I swallowed hard* …and the female that’s always been yours to hold. Who would still be, if you’d have her.

Vishous
- I had to blink a few times to make sure I wasn't stuck in a dream just to wake up to the cruel reality that you were nowhere within reach. In fact, that you were so far from reach you might as well be in another country. I looked deep into your eyes at the raw emotions shining behind dark eyes that still held... hope? Shit, that was it for me. I was powerless against the force that gripped me and smashed the remaining wall of the fortress I had built around myself to maintain the isolation I so long had grown accustomed to. I could hide it if I didn't know the truth, if I wasn't faced with the truth straight on but like this.... my body reacted and just before you could sense what that meant I said- I've been yours for longer than you can imagine - it was then that my bonding scent filled the air as if answering any of the questions that might have lingered between us. Then, I caress your cheek as I painfully waited for your next words-

Jodi
*I shook my head, sure that I’d fainted or suffered some massive head trauma that left me hallucinating, too used to rejection to accept the possibility that I’d heard you right until the spicy sweet scent enveloped me and cracked the dam that had temporarily held my tears at bay, leaning into your touch I let my eyes run over your face as if seeing you for the first time, gingerly reaching out to let my arms circle your neck I nuzzled under your chin and pressed a soft kiss over your throat before pulling back to find your eyes* We’re not dreaming now, my warrior. Take what’s yours.

Vishous
- The clean scent of your skin, the warmth of your body that radiated through the fabric that stubbornly stood between us, and your voice.. those were my signs that perhaps this was real. This was the moment two soul mates finally found the way to each other's arms by receiving beat after beat just to walk down the road to find their destiny had always held their hand along the way. I let my guard down some more and the moment you pulled back you caught a glimpse of the vulnerable warrior you now held complete dominion over. This  was no longer a question just a statement sealing the fate of the son of the Bloodletter- Fuck, leelan - with that hoarse whisper I waited no longer closing the distance between our lips to claim your mouth in a passionate kiss, tasting you as I never before. Other kisses never comparing to the purity of the moment, the sensuous taste and the electricity that hummed through my body even before I wrapped my arms around you pulling you closer to me-

Jodi
*The dream would never compare to the reality of your lips on mine. So soft and warm, flavored with the sweet spice of rich Turkish and the tingling burn of chilled Goose.  Gods if I could bottle that taste I’d make a fortune…my eyes narrowed on a soft growl at the idea, my fingers curling into claws around your waist as I nipped stinging kisses over your lips before parting them to welcome your tongue. Strangely resolute of the fact that I would kill anyone who ever considered tasting you as I was now and the knowledge that you’d had other pets before me left me wanting to raid your weapons safe and go on a Dahmer-esque killing spree. Later. Right now I’d waited for too long for the reality of being in your arms. Saying I love you could wait but, showing you…. that had to happen now as I dropped my hands to the front of your leathers, my lips locked with yours while I pulled at the button*

Vishous
- Beyond ecstatic that you felt the same hunger I did. It was as if the bond had broken the dam of emotions caged in both of us to release powerful tidal waves that would take with them anything and everything that came between us. Grunted growls and moans filled the air as we desperately tried to taste, touch, and feel the others. Our hands were everywhere and collided between us when we tried to pry the clothes from the other. Never before had the need been so consuming I could see nothing, smell nothing, touching nothing that was not you. Thankfully I could almost count the steps we had to the couch, the closest furniture that would just have to serve as plate for the consuming love that was about to explode between us, half naked I draped you over the leather couch you had not long ago occupied looking for comfort and now.. now it was so much more it was as it should be... it was us-

Jodi
*Panting, the air is forced from my lungs as you lay me over the sofa, the leather upholstered arm pressing into my stomach. I started to right myself, only to find I was pinned between the thickly padded side and your rock hard body, the heat coming off of you scorching my back and pooling wet desire between my legs, instinctively parting my thighs wide for you, my heart hammering in wanton anticipation for the moment I’d only imagined, fingers sinking into the leather, lifting my ass in welcome as I braced for you, any shame I felt at being displayed like this dissipating as the erotic perfume of your bond washed over me once more* Vishous…my warrior… Please.

Vishous
- I run my eyes greedily over your body as a bonded male concentrated on nothing but you, in tune with your feelings, your emotions. Fuck this was like nothing I've felt before. Not only that but if I thought the dream was intense this had no plausible explanation. I growl as I rid you of your clothes, the frustration of not having you in the past couple of weeks having been set free and your throaty words confirmed what I could already smell... your arousal- Jodi... I - wishing I could be more gentle but finding it won't work, not this time, not right now. Soon I bared your skin for me and pulled down my leathers- sorry but.. I need - growls as the need intensifies-

Jodi
*I could hear the battle raging between your instinct and your heart as your growl echoed through the penthouse, the weeks of longing having taken its toll on both of us. There was too much unspoken to tolerate hesitation now. This was about claiming what we’d fought so long to deny. Wishing I could reassure you somehow but not willing to say the words I so longed to for fear of pushing you away after all the heartache that lead us here, I looked over my shoulder to pin you with a smoldering gaze, dark eyes churning molten amber with lust and eager to finally be taken by the male who’d owned me body and soul before we’d ever touched* Use me, Vishous. Take your female.

Vishous
- I let my eyes roam over your body perched against the couch, a sight I never thought I would have the pleasure to see under me. That alone made my cock twitch and long to seize the moment but fuck that I waited until you... I growled when your eyes lock on mine with a heated gaze, that was all I needed- Leelan - the word fell from my lips like the most natural thing in the world. I waited no longer, my hand curled around my length and guided it to your entrance...- Fuck... me... in one swift thrust I plunged into you, groaning at your tight heat-

Jodi
*My eyes widen, gasping back a ragged cry when you drive forward, impaling me with a hard stroke of your hips. My fingers dig into the thick cushions, biting down on my lip until the tang of my own blood fills my mouth. Fuck, it was everything you’d given me in the dreams and more… I sagged against the arms of the sofa, struggling to commit every part of this moment to memory…the weight of you at my back…the scent of your skin…the delicious burn as my body stretched to accept the male I’d waited my whole life to give myself to… I nearly wept for the joy and relief at finally being one with the male I lov… I shake my head, not chancing to even think the words as my moan of ecstasy fades to a purr, lifting my ass to ride back into your thrusting cock*

Vishous
- I decided that there was just too much space between us and leaned in press my cheek against your back. I gasped and moaned against your ear as I snaked an arm around you so I can help you ride back against me. The sensation of your silken walls holding me in tight heat was nothing like the other females, in fact, after being inside you I doubted that those other sessions had even really existed. The scent of your body drifts into my nostrils with every move we make, making me think of nothing else but wanting to mark you inside and out. Driving harder and faster inside you while I nip and lap over the marks left behind by my teeth to soothe the sting. Most of all, I wanted to erase any touch of whatever male had laid a finger on you-

Jodi
Vishous…fuck! *The little pain rains fire over my skin, your bites a delightful torment inflicting pleasure with every pinch and rasp, my spine curving and flexing, hips bucking to meet yours while my core grips you in vising pulses of liquid satin, the grainy images of the male who’d touched me fading until I could believe that no hands but yours had ever met my body, the couch groaning…the room echoing the scrape of wood on stone as the force of our bodies begin to move it over the floor with each powerful stroke of your hips. This was raw… physical love stripped to its barest form but, I needed to know… I squeezed my eyes shut and shook off the thought… I couldn’t… I wouldn’t say it. But something in me was desperate for a sign of something deeper. I peeled my fingers away from the rich leather upholstery to find your gloved hand at my hip, lacing our fingers and holding tight, hoping that would be enough*

Vishous
- This was the kind of union I've heard, even read about, but never experienced. The intensity making me lose my mind for a second and bite harder than expected, I immediately lap over the blood and groan low and deep in my throat. The taste.. oh I remember the taste but being this close, this intimate with you only made the bonded male soar at the experience. It was like nothing else and I wanted more to live off this nourishment for the rest of my existence but, that would have to wait… the coiling I felt deep in my belly telling me so. At least, the first time. Driven by the overload of sensations, something in me snapped and I gasped at the depth of what I was feeling and there was just no denying it.. I fell and fell hard. Not really thinking what my words could do to us I groaned- Fucking... love you - I take your hand and lace our fingers together to run them down between your thighs to play with the bundle of nerves that was sure to send sparks all over your body to trigger your orgasm as my body tenses behind you begging for the release-

Jodi
*I stiffen. Did I just hear… he didn’t say… but, I was given no time to question whether or not the intensity of our passion was making me delirious as your hand tightens on mine, bringing our fingers to my cleft to play over the dagger hidden in my folds, the skin raw and tender, our touches teasing the freshly pierced flesh until I’m left writhing frantically against you. You were everywhere…fangs, hands and cock invading in the most delicious ways. My head spun as I’m surrounded by you, my nerves sparking a wildfire of pure ecstasy, engulfing me in an aura of blinding pleasure as I screamed your name, my cry relieved and desperate all at once to finally be where I belonged… trembling in the safety of your arms*

Vishous
- I felt the piercing move between my fingers and fuck did I want to see this up close and personal but right now your walls spasm around my throbbing length. There was nothing else, nothing I wanted to say or feel. I moaned your name against your skin as my hips jerk wildly against your own, my release filling you with every harsh movement. Lost to the erotic bliss brought by your body I could have sworn I was floating if it wasn't for my feet firmly planted on the floor with your body pressed hard against mine. Shivering I start kissing your neck- Leelan

Jodi
*I exhale a low moan to feel your massive form surge, thrashing with the force of your own release until your weight collapses against my back, that single whispered declaration burning on my skin like a brand. My legs weak from the euphoric rush as it left me, the bliss-induced haze finally lifting to let your words sink in, lifting myself on shaking arms to peer wide-eyed over my shoulder at you* You… love me?

Vishous
- Trying to catch my breath after my release I get caught off guard by the question. Yes, I knew I blurted it out but this was still something new. However, if I backed down now it would just fuck everything up and now that you were free I had no guilt or reason to let you go again. Not this time, not ever. Slowly I pull out of you to turn you around once I stand- Yes, leelan - I run my hand over your features like I did so many nights ago, then I look into your eyes so you can see it's what I really feel and not just something that was said in a moment of passion- I love you

Jodi
*settling into your arms, I hug your waist to steady myself as I look up to search your face, icy pale irises burning with conviction. I cover your hand with mine and bring it to my lips, brushes kisses over leather-bound knuckles, eyes prickling with tears to truly feel the worn hide against my skin and knowing I won’t wake up alone on a sofa wishing for impossibilities. My voice lowers, threatening to break under the weight of all that this night had brought, both evil and divine, but finding myself finally where I was supposed to be* I love you, too.

Vishous
- I flash a brilliant smile, fangs dimpling my lips as I hear the words thrown back at me. I let out a sigh of relief from a breath I didn't know I was holding, perhaps I would've stayed by your side but if you didn't love me I would not stand in the way. Funny thing about bonded males? We were bound to the word of our female. And she was truly mine now- I'm so fucking glad to hear that - I pull you into my arms to hug you tight against me- you have no idea, female, how I've longed for you

Jodi
And you have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you say that. *I sink against you, smiling wide as I take in deep breaths of your scent, a dark perfume of loving possession that I now wore and would forever. Never had I imagined I’d be here.. with you. And for the first time since I’d come to Caldwell, I’d found a home…with my male* It was all worth it…nallum. *I tested the word on my lips, a blush rising in my cheeks as I waited for your reaction*

Vishous
- My smile widens when I hear you use that word, now I really could get used to that from my female. Damn. My female. I brush my fingers over your blushed cheeks- I love that color on you - my lips then curl into a devious grin- but I am not done with you yet - I start walking backwards towards the bedroom- I want to show you the devotion you deserve in bed with a male that loves you, true - candles flicker behind us when I will them out, knowing this time it will be slower, time consuming and oh so very fucking good-

Guardian Angel


The crack of my heels on the pavement rang in my ears like gunshots as I wandered without direction past the parade of bars and clubs that lined the city streets. I’d been walking for hours -or maybe it was days- moving blindly through the neon lit maze of downtown Caldwell, trying to outrun the horror of the night before.  I hugged my arms to my chest, the chill in the night air slicing bone-deep despite the over-sized fleece I’d pulled on after my shower. Showers, I corrected. I’d stayed under the scalding spray until my skin was red and raw from the heat, scrubbing mercilessly, trying desperately to wash away his touch. The memory had come in flashes, cutting through the alcohol-induced fog and I swallowed hard against the rising wave of nausea, I could still feel his hands… oh, God his hands had been… shaking off the thought and wiping away an errant tear I stopped to get my bearings, looking around at the towers of concrete and glass that surrounded me, surprised to find myself once again standing in front of the Commodore, even more surprised when I opened the door and stepped into the lobby, crossing the mosaic floor to the elevators and pressing the button for the top floor. 
I had no idea what made me want to come to this place… what force compelled me to find Vishous. We’d barely spoken since he’d taken leave of the Brotherhood and our last meeting was tenuous at best. Our dream rendezvous had come to a gut-wrenching end only to have the male he kept as a brother turn me out with little warning. My brows drew together at the memory of how agitated he’d seemed to learn that Tohr had cast me aside. Though for all his anger, I’d never feared him. When people looked at him, they saw six and a half feet of rock hard muscle and a frightening brilliance behind the piercing white eyes. At the mere sight of him, males shrank back in fear and females sank to their knees in worship. I’d done neither, both infuriating and entertaining him to a point that even left me wondering how he’d tolerated my antics. For all of his intelligence, I doubted he’d ever realized why I pushed him. Why I’d tried so hard, daring to challenge and provoke a male of such ruthless reputation. My lips curled into a soft smile at the memories - it had all been to make him laugh.  Behind the seemingly insurmountable wall of “fuck you” he’d so painstakingly constructed, there was a sadness about him that made me think the social isolation wasn’t entirely self-imposed. It pained me to see it and I’d never been one to let anyone hurt if there was a way I could help. So I’d continued to taunt and tease, daring to hug and kiss him without permission, pushing the limits of his temper and tolerance until he wasn’t sure whether he should shoot me or roll with laughter. Bit by bit, I’d chipped away at the wall and I don’t think he even realized I’d done it.
Until the night he took my vein. My resolve faltered, chest aching at the memory. It seemed like so long ago. A lifetime had passed since that instant when I thought that the warrior might see me as more than a nameless female that faded into the throng of adoring followers, fighting each other for a turn on his rack. That wasn’t what I’d wanted and it had taken me too long to see it. I’d wanted the male behind the legend, not the archangel of sexual prowess and dark pleasure the stories made him out to be. I didn’t want Vishous the master. I wanted Vishous. Plain and simple. And I’d lost him before I’d realized what had happened in my heart. Given myself to another male who could never make me feel what I did for the diamond-eyed brother.
That was all past now. A painful blur of can’t haves and never weres. My hope of being any more than a one time pet to Vishous had fallen away as the compound disappeared in my rearview that night.
Nervously worrying at my lip, I watched the floors tick by, unsure of whether he’d be home or if he’d even let me in assuming he wasn’t out on patrol tonight. I was only a pet -a favorite pet but, a pet none-the-less- what was I hoping for here? That he would sweep me into his powerful embrace and swear vengeance on the male who’d hurt me? A pretty fantasy but doubtful and not just because Tory had already left the son of a bitch in intensive care.
Still, Vishous had always been there, a menacing guardian angel looming constantly on the periphery of my life. Even when in the arms of another, my mind would wander back to the diamond-eyed warrior…the way his irises seemed to glow underneath the brim of the ever-present ball cap, mouth unwillingly twisted into a lop-sided grin when I’d refused to cower before him as the other females did. There was a tenderness when he touched me and he’d let me touch him, such a small thing but it had meant the world to me. For all his cold indifference, I’d felt something… seen something in the way he looked at me. Laughing bitterly, I raked my hands through the tousled waves of my hair… sure, Jodi… tall, dark and fangy is your knight in shining armor… fuck this was stupid, the trauma of the situation was obviously making me delusional. Still my feet were on autopilot as the elevator doors opened and I stepped out onto the landing, making my way down the hall to his door, determined not to show the weakness I felt. Raising a fist, I pounded on the Penthouse door, trying in vain to slow the hammering beat of my heart as I waited. Of course, he wasn’t here. Why would he be? Shoulders sagging I turned to head back to the elevator, my retreat halted by the metallic click of a deadbolt sliding free. Eyes wide I spun around to see the door swing open, and Vishous’s leather-clad form stepped into the hall.
“Evening, pet.” Looking into his eyes, the tenuous hold on my frayed emotions snapped and the tears I’d been suppressing flowed down my cheeks in crystalline streams. “Oh, my lheage…” I’d had time to form a single thought… I’m home… before I threw myself into his arms.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Ahvenged

*I'm pissed as fuck. The air stills, a freezing bubble surrounding me, animals silencing their chirps and rustling snuffles in the undergrowth as I pass, Jodi's shirt pressed to my nose as I separate out the scents, isolating the male and following the rusty old sweat scent that designates his location. Working on foot is slow, my anger rising with each block, blades in my wrist sheathes more than just a threat, an extension of myself, hilts twitching into my palms, soothing, reassuring as I close the distance, singling out the domicile. To fuck him over in his own home. Yeah...that will do...he hurt someone I cared for....in a place where she thought she could relax ...be safe...and I was going to do the fucking same. Her fault indeed. Well, human, you mess with my family, pieces of you start to go missing. Shrugging my jacket off, my arms, chest and stomach bared, inked porcelain, breasts covered by a silk, embroidered corset, my legs encased painted on leather, thick heeled boots climbing up to my thighs. Seduction.  I am a spider, my looks are my web and this human was going to get good and tangled up in it, so tangled that my razor anger would slice him into tiny little pieces, touch a female without permission  you get me gunning for your ass. Eyes glowing with a supernatural glimmer as I climb the steps to his flat, knocking with a sure yet demure tap of my knuckles. He opens the door with a smirk and I hate him even more. He's on eye level with me, my heels giving me a few inches   and I laugh, raking him with a sneered smile, his baby blond curls and piercings at total odds. Fuck he's young. Bad age to start fucking  with females, barely out of his 20's, would grow to be a full blown dickhead* hey gorgeous, your buddy sent me a little pick me up after   shit the other night can I come in? *the hair swish seals the deal, unable to resist my ass length midnight waves, his drooling jaw drop preludes the frantic ushering of his hand, bidding me enter. My hands flex, spasming in their leather prison, no way in fuck was I touching his skin to do this, wouldn't taint myself with his disgusting corruption. I step into the hovel, my boots crunching crisps and   popcorn into the stained carpet, lip curling while his back is turned, watching him clear the couch of...whatever the fuck was on there. My heel kicks the door closed with an audible slam, all pretenses dropped as I unleash the killer, the animal that loves the pain, feeds off the fear, fangs punching down like ivory knives, my fist a battering ram encased in leather as he turns towards the noise, his nose   giving with a satisfying crunch under the attack* Hey mister...you touched my sister...*the singsong voice dances around the room* and you know when you touch her...you touch me, true...and I don't like to be touched by strangers, you cock sucking thunder ass!! *snarling, my elbow hammering repeatedly into his mulched nose, the bone splintered through his skin* My family...is the most important thing...and you violated one of the most amazing females I have ever met...you made her doubt, fear and be ashamed...and it was all your fault!! *my fangs hover inches from his face as my fist goes in for another hit, his cheekbone blending with fragments of his eyesocket, the bone like pins stabbing through his flesh* you can speak you know...apologise perhaps...I'll pass on the message before I remove your disgusting tongue...*no answer, just the high keening cry of an abusive fucker having the tables turned* You know those two letters? N and O? *my hand spans his throat, hauling him off the ground, his feet dangling as he slowly chokes in my grip* they spell no...and you should respect those   two little letters...no matter who fucking says them, dig? *unsheathing a blade with my free hand and throwing him into the opposite wall the plaster concaving beneath his rag doll impression as his back cracks with spine breaking ferocity into the wall* I love that sound...*his silence however...my anger swirls like a tornado, a red, blinding haze blurring my vision...bloodlust was a good mistress to serve and I willingly submit to her, crossing the small dirthole of an apartment, my blade stabbing through his shoulder and dragging him to a standing, the point burying through bone and impaling him on the wall. Cocking my head to one side* I killed someone else this way but I think death is too merciful...I'll leave you to feel it all...*winking, the razor points of my fangs distorting my voice to a dark purr of evil...rarely do I let this out...but fuck, she's family...and no one messes with my family. Another blade stabs through his other shoulder, one through each of his thighs...like an immobile Wheel of Fortune* What game should we play my little fucker? How about we remove the offending digits? hmm? The ones you used to touch my sister? *my smile is sweet, almost tender in its feral violence, taking   his hand in a slow caress, the leather shielding my skin from the touch of his, fisting his forefinger with delicate deliberation* Did you use this one? *Crack!!! the bone snaps like a twig, the knuckle protruding, his scream a melody to my ears...next finger* this one? *growling now as I repeat the question snap...his digits loose and bleeding, broken chopsticks hanging from his hands* will you ever touch a female again? *frantic head shaking, his bobble head routine impressive under the pain that scents his body a beautiful musk, wetting my lips, my fingers stroking down my thighs to the top of my boot, withdrawing the small dagger embedded there* I heard you have a piercing...*his eyes bug wide, swollen eye bulging from beneath its broken socket, face nothing but bruised and exposed bone* I like piercings...*the whisper of my voice eclipsed by the metallic hiss over the fly of his jeans* how about we remove it...slowly? *fangs glinting as I flash a wicked smile* again...will you ever touch another female? *my lips to his ear as he whimpers, blade slicing the   denim, stomach rolling at the thought of what he could have done if she hadn't been with a friend...of what he WOULD have done...purring* I'll make sure you don't...aren't I kind? *rational thought hiding in the face of my murderous temper as I set to work making good on that*   

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Friday, March 11, 2011

The Best Laid Plans



My diamond gaze even in darkness easily found their way back to leather couch, to that spot she had occupied a few days ago. Or had it been weeks? It was hard to say when you spent half your time shit faced and the other half fighting the endless battle of good vs evil. Killing the lessers under the right direction provided by my brothers was a piece of cake. No longer was the genius hidden behind blinking computer displays, my beloved technology replaced by fighting gear and black daggers that made the proclamation of war very clear and visible to those who dared face me in battle. This was not to be taken as me being an easy target. Quite the contrary. I was as deadly as ever. Paired up with Zsadist lately instead of the chatty goofball Hollywood or the cop, I got along better with the silent one. Able to just get the job done and get the fuck back to my place. Apparently after my going batshit crazy on him, my brother had altered the patrol patterns of the regular pairings. I was more than happy to comply with this, lately all I got from the cop were attempts at conversation that led nowhere and with Hollywood… well let’s be honest, that was just a lost cause.

Back to my solitary nights, I sat right back where I was that night and turned to look at her jacket. My gloved hand reached over as if I could touch her… With a growl of frustration I pushed myself off of the couch and walked to the sliding glass doors that gave way to the balcony. The lights of the city glared

back at me almost accusingly. I was looking for something I just couldn’t find. Not here. Not like this. I pushed my fingers into my eyes as I tried to dispel the female from my thoughts yet again. Tonight I was not on patrol and that left time for my self-loathing to start all over again. It was an easy and yet

annoying habit that could not grow tired of. After all, I’d done it for years but now I had a real reason for that. Closer to the heart, so to speak.

If I thought I’d gone through hell before I was gravely mistaken. I leaned my arm against the glass door pressing my forehead against my arm to ponder on my past behavior. I’ve walked the streets with no true destination. I’ve killed without my usual spark and pointed intelligence. I’ve eaten and fed merely as a necessity for the sake of the protection of my brothers. The rage of the battle did little to numb the feelings that tried to claw their way out my heart. Yes, that was as far as this was going. This little thing I’ve developed for the female had to die soon. There had to be something to do that could take my mind off those chocolate eyes….the spell that kept me bound to Caldwell and had my thoughts running back to her, to those stolen moments we shared. The ghost of a touch, the warm breath that made the hair stand on end at the proximity of her full lips to mine, if only I had made that last visit come to lasting conclusion. Just a touch of those lips and then I surely would have died happily and gone to the Fade. The kiss would definitely make this aimless life have some sort of meaning. Then the dreams of those lips, her body, her scent and her hair fanned over me, to have stolen nights with that female that was not mine but my brother’s. A brother in arms, a male of worth… and that’s where my thoughts came to every time. I had no right to desire what was his.

I growled in frustration, this had to end, I thought to myself. There was just no point in keeping this up, the walls so carefully constructed around my heart would have to be rebuilt. No one would ever touch me again as she had. I’d made the mistake twice and twice I’ve been broken. From this day forth I would not dwell on that amazing female who was never mine. I would give myself over to full warrior mode, dive into technology, and eliminate my sworn enemies. I had to stop with the mourning, my cowardly ways and my hiding. This would go beyond my usual ways of inflicting pain and moving on. It was time.

Now, if only I could get my shit together.

A soft knock broke through my reverie, my brows knitted in confusion. My brothers would not come unless it was absolutely necessary and most of them could just materialize out here. Slowly, I turned walking towards the door. After a short pause the banging came in a rapid-fire succession. This was far from amusing, if they wanted me to go on patrol they could’ve just called. I opened the door only to stare into the empty space, my eyes falling to floor at the sound of a dull thud between my shitkickers.

And my plans went to shit.

There she was. Without my ordering my lips curled into a grin. The junkie gets his fix.

“What’s doing, pet?”

Freefall


The days drifted by without my marking their passage. I was a ghost walking the richly appointed hallways of the mansion, the time when Tohr was away left me with nothing to force my thoughts from the way Vishous had pulled me close as I left the penthouse, gloved hand curled around my nape as if he’d actually wanted me close to him…to touch him. And I’d wanted to. I sighed heavily, pushing open the door and stepping inside, closing it behind be and leaning back against the oak paneling that closed me off from the good-natured mayhem that was life in the mansion.
Climbing onto the empty bed, I threw myself into the pile of pillows and grabbed a book, absently thumbing through the pages without absorbing a single word. Giving up on that I tossed it back to the nightstand and grabbed the remote, flipping on the TV and quickly turning it off again, dropping the controller to the mattress in frustration.
Nothing was working. No diversion or distraction could pry him from my mind. The warmth of his hand on my neck…the smell of his skin when I dared to chance a friendly kiss. Friendly. Yeah. That’s what it was. Uh, huh. Your nose is getting longer there, Pinocchio. It had taken every ounce of my self control not to turn my head at the last second and touch my lips to his. In that moment I wasn’t sure which I’d felt worse about… that I had wanted to do it or that I hadn’t done it. He just looked so… I don’t know. Vulnerable wasn’t the right word when it came to the son of the Bloodletter but something was clearly wearing on him. Vishous was suffering and though he might not be my male, I couldn’t force myself not to care for him.
Maybe if I had kissed him then, I wouldn’t be without him now. My hurt was still bruised, mind reeling from the abrupt end he’d put to our clandestine affair. You couldn’t get much more fucking secret than your own subconscious, could you? But even in a dream I’d not been enough. He’d pulled away again, this time leaving a cut so deep I was amazed I didn’t have a scar.
I groaned as my phone buzzed with an incoming text. {Tahlly, can we talk? Meet me in my office. We have a problem. -Tohr} I took a deep breath. Something had been off with us lately, I’d felt it. I combed my fingers through my hair and slid off of the bed, leaving the room and heading down to the foyer, passing through the door that lead through the tunnels beneath the compound. He knew. He had to know. As much as I felt for Tohrment, I was holding back and I knew it. As if my heart was refusing to go along with my plans of getting over Vishous by instituting its own little rebellion.
I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the lights of the little office Tohr had across the hall from the main classroom, frowning in confusion as my eyes found my male and…Layla? I pasted on a polite smile, inclining my head at the Chosen who had been meeting Tohr’s blood needs since he was so loathe to feed from me.
“This is… difficult.” Tohr looked positively pained.
“What is? Tohr? What’s going on?” My eyes ping-ponged between the two of them, a sick feeling settling into the pit of my stomach as he took a step toward me. “Tohr?”
He scrubbed a hand over his face and scanned me with those stormy blue eyes before Tohr did what he did best. He laid out the facts, with no sugar coating.
“Layla and I are together. We have been for some time. I thought perhaps a new start was in order…after Wellsie.”
I winced. I’d been there for his drunken blackouts and emotional breakdowns. I’d helped him through. Or had I? It was all clear now. The distance… the absence of a bond… his heart belonged to another and as much as I hated them both in that moment, I was no better than he. I squeezed my eyes shut against the welling tears, both shattered and relieved at the revelation. Pointedly ignoring the silent Chosen, I started back at my… at the warrior. “I understand. I’ll be gone by morning.”
There was nothing more to say and nothing I wanted to hear as I pivoted on my heel and lifted a hand to the door when I felt a heavy palm on my shoulder spinning me back around.
“I’d like to end this with as little upset as possible.” He smiled shakily, as if he hadn’t just shredded the little bit of feeling I’d had left after Vishous had left.
I lifted my chin to meet his eyes. “I am upset but I have my pride. As I said, I’ll be gone by morning.” He cringed a little and pulled me in for an awkward hug.
“No hard feelings, Jodi.” He released me to hold me at arm’s length and once again I glanced over at Layla and back at him.
“Of course not, Tohr. In fact, no feelings at all.”
And with that I slammed through the door and all but ran out of the office and back through the tunnels, bare feet echoing in the concrete corridor until I emerged in the foyer, startling two doggen who’d been putting fresh flowers in the entryway vases. Taking the stairs two at a time and nearly blinded by tears of hurt and humiliation, I hid my face as I darted around the shocked forms of Zsadist and Rhage and stormed into the bedroom that I’d called home until 10 minutes ago, embarrassment turning quickly to fury as I started tossing my clothes into bags, intent on being gone before Tohr could finish up whatever or whoever he was doing in his office.
Staring down at the few possessions I’d had, it dawned on me that I’d never really felt as if I belonged here. Always hidden away in the room waiting for him to come home. How had I not seen it sooner? I threw the lid over on the suitcase and heard a dull thump, looking down to see my phone laying between my feet. Picking it up with quaking hands, I dialed Vishous’ number and was answered by a gruff voicemail greeting that gave me a watery smile even under the circumstances. “You know what to do, true?” I closed my eyes, suddenly not sure what I wanted. “Hello, V... I know you aren't there right now but, I just wanted to see a friendly face.  I...I wish you were able to answer.  I just needed someone to talk to.  I… hope you get this soon.  Until later, my lheage.”

I tucked my phone into my pocket and jerked my bags off of the bed, I started back down the grand staircase. Curtly turning down the offers of help from the doggen milling at the foot of the stairs. No. I was done with all of it.

Throwing the heavy doors wide I crossed the drive to my old truck and tossed the suitcase into the bed, anger fueling every move as I stepped into the cab and fired the engine up, tires peeling as I sped out of the compound and through the iron gates that separated the brotherhood from the outside world. Alternately swearing and sobbing as I flew down the winding road, barely noticing as the woods gave way to the city’s outskirts, buildings thickening and joining with little breathing room as suburbia morphed into the urban jungle that was Caldwell’s downtown. Finally forced to stop as the streetlight changed, I looked around. Fuck, I had nowhere to go. No one to run to. Or did I?

I turned my head and caught the pinnacle that marked the roof of the Commodore in the distance. He’d always been there… surely he wouldn’t turn me away now, even if he didn’t care? I hit the turn signal and weaved through the cars to make the necessary turn, guiding my beat up old Ford into the pristine garage beneath the Commodore’s lobby and parked, my pick-up looking like a broken tooth on a Vogue covergirl in the midst of the sea of beamers and Jags…but, no Escalade I noticed. I shook my head as I found the elevator bay and pressed the button to call the car, stepping into the opening doors and hitting the number for the penthouse. He doesn’t have to drive here, moron. He can just demat, you know that. Oh, God, what if he didn’t answer because he wasn’t alone? What if someone else was… I swallowed back bile at the thought. None of your business, Jodi. You just want to see your friend. Who he’s with is immaterial. And I’m going to hell for lying. The doors opened with a whoosh and I strode down the hall, courage failing as I lifted a fist to the door, finally forcing myself to knock and not entirely surprised that there was no answer at first. Turning around, I leaned back against the door and slid down to the floor, hugging my knees to my chest, slamming my head back against its panel. Fuck Fuck Fuuuu…..

The door opened and I fell back, head cracking on smooth marble and landing right between his size 14s, brow cocked as he looked down at his feet. He could have said anything right then and I would burst into sobs, eyes already stinging at the relief that he was even there. And then he spoke and the dam gave, tears streaming uninhibited down my face as the sweet sound of his voice reached me through the unrelenting weeping.

“What’s doing, pet?”

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Don't Dream It's Over


Jodi
*I was shaking. That in itself wasn’t new, my encounters with Vishous had always left me trembling and breathless in his arms. I’d wake up in much the same way, shivering violently as the memory of your touch left me and I was forced back into a harsh reality where we maintained the façade of being no more than friends.  But not here. Here I was yours, whether we’d admit it or not. Maybe it was only wishful thinking, the dozens of times you’d infiltrated my dreams over the weeks to possess my body had left me raw, the tender fibers of my emotions bared and unraveling with each passing night. Breathing a low moan, I struggled to pinpoint the change. This time was different, our bodies holding a heartbreaking yearning as you moved over me, diamond eyes dimmed in an unspoken resolution even as you pushed and retreated, every stroke slower than the last as if the thought of the moment ending caused you pain. I watched the changes in your face, daring to hope that you’d finally seen that I was more than a bedmate and that was what left you haunted, fighting to come to terms with your love.*

Vishous
- It was the greatest mistake and my greatest reward to come back night after night to visit you in the other world. Where nothing mattered and we were together as only we could be, the place where I could get closer to you without fear of what might happen. Nobody knew and no one had to know about the bittersweet encounter we had in the close confines of the theater. Night after night we writhed and reached that otherworld release through ghosts of bodies that touched us in some way. We had gotten close too soon and too soon I've felt the intimacy of a lover's touch without the actual touch. Deep within me I had noticed the change but never truly acknowledge it until the fucking crumbs of the honorable male in me broke through seeing what I had for what it is... Fuck... this was it, I knew you noticed it. The moment thick with the longing of the last touch, of one last kiss... On the couch, I moved closer to you, pulling you into my side to feel the warmth of your body as the dream us moved together as one in... well what could only be described as lovemaking. The sadness in my eyes had to drift through even in the dream. Resolve settling in with the impending release. Damn, why did I have to find a conscience now?-

Jodi
*I arched into you as the orgasm rolls through me like thunder, my hands finding your shoulders to pull me into your chest, my hips rocking into your thrusts drawing out the moment as long as I can…needing this…needing you…willing to do anything to keep you here with me, even if I had to sleep forever. Watching your face, your gaze darkened with something I couldn’t define but needing to ease you somehow, to tell you everything would be alright as I had always done.* Vishous… I… *I tugged you down to take your lips before I could finish what I’d found myself wanting to say since the night you’d walked away in the club. …love you… ended the thought but instead I whimpered into the kiss, letting the storm of pleasure take me where it would. As long as I was in your arms, I no longer cared where that was*

Vishous
- The orgasm rocked us both in the dream and out here on the leather couch of this big room. Never had I thought this place could bring so many scary emotions and I would never look at it the same way ever again. Your body blindingly reached for mine and as I knew this was the last time I would allow such closeness with you or with anyone I pulled you in closer still to capture your lips in a passionate kiss that would someone brand your body as much as I had your mind. Not for the first time I wondered if I should use my magic and erase this encounter. I kissed to taste you for the longest of time before I finally... reluctantly pulled back. The look in my eyes said what I could not, would not admit this to you. The arrangements would be made as soon as I stepped out of this room. I feared I would not be able to hold myself back from bonding with a female that was not rightfully mine. I whispered reverently- My pet... -my leelan, fuck the word burned in my mouth and demanded I gave in-

Jodi
*Eyes squeezed shut, insisting I stay in this world with you, my fingers curling into your shirt as your mouth found mine again, the hungry edge to your kiss stirring something in me, an uneasiness that settled into the pit of my stomach and ran in my veins like ice. Panting as I slipped back into the vision, looking up at the warrior who’d so thoroughly loved me with a tenderness none outside of myself would have thought him capable of, panic spearing my heart to see his body grow dim above me* Vishous?

Vishous
- I took a moment to run my hand over your features as if to memorize with a soft touch what would never be mine. However, these memories would be mine and yours to share in a secret way that was meant for just us. My lips curled into a sad smile, this was it. Instead of words I just filled your mind with visions of us. Visions that would remain just that. Visions, figments of our imagination- Always, pet, never forget that -with that I pushed more of my gift in to knock you back into the dream so I could slip away, leaving you in the peace I would never have-

Jodi
*Clawing my way through the fog enveloping me, my eyes flew open to find myself alone on the sofa, the last moments of Casablanca playing on the giant screen glowing in the background. I blinked to focus, and lifted a hand to wipe at my cheeks, pulling back to look at the droplets glistening on my fingertips. I looked around frantically for you, dread taking hold of me as I leapt to my feet and ran out of the theater, singularly ignoring the wide-eyed doggen that witnessed my flight. Brothers be damned I call out your name, frantically searching the library and finally the kitchen with no sign of you left behind. Gone. Vishous was gone. I felt hollow, now understanding what his crystal gaze had been trying to tell me. A final goodbye. I gripped my shirt over my chest as if to keep my heart from shattering with the impact of your absence and there alone in the kitchen, I pulled as much of your fading scent into my lungs as I could, sank to my knees and sobbed*

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Perchance to Dream



Vishous

- The hours I spent booked up in my office when I was off rotation felt like the longest fucking hours of my existence. Ever since the Pit was currently invaded by the very bonded Butch and his female, I felt that sometimes it just wasn't the right place to hide when other feelings were gnawing me. The shitkickers pounded on the floor as I made my way back to the Mansion, I needed the refill of my blunts and Fritz was sure to have my next supply. The place was a ghost town other than the rooms upstairs with the males off rotation and no one wanted that much sex energy if you had no one to share that with... like a little brunette with nice curves... Yeah, that's just fucking great V. Keep that shit up and you'll have your shit up for good. I entered the foyer and passed the next few rooms until the sound of some random show drew my attention. It wasn't Oprah so it sure as hell wouldn't be the pain-in-the-ass angel. I walked up and stood by the door surveying the room before I make myself visible. Noticing it was... fuck... it's Tohr's female... asleep... alone... oh shit, the poor female-


Jodi
*Empty days had given way to lonely nights, my time passed more often than not in the theater room, taking some small measure of comfort in the company in the faces on the big screen. I’d stay hidden here for hours until I could no longer deny the pull of sleep, blinking heavy eyes against the glowing panel until they closed solidly and I was lost to the whim of my restless mind. I sighed as I turned on the oversized sofa, the voices of an ancient Cary Grant movie dissolving into a deep bass that I recognized even in sleep, my pulse racing as his face became clearer, a giant gloved hand reaching to span my back and pull me into his arms…Vishous. I shifted uneasily on the leather, guilt fluttering briefly across my mind when I stepped easily into my dream warrior’s arms. No one would know here. And maybe for just a little while I’d know what it was to be loved by the male I’d lost before we’d even found one another*


Vishous

- I watched from afar at the female that curled up in the couch as if the fetal position would shield her from the cold air around her. I wondered if Tohr noticed the way she looked for comfort even in her sleep. I couldn't help the need that sprung in me to expand my senses, maybe just a little peek at the dreams that plagued her at night. Yeah, that's what I told myself it would only be an innocent peek. I walked in silently just before I expand my senses to use the so called gift given by whatever god felt I deserved this bullshit. Slowly I found myself watching the scene and.... it was me... I blinked as I cross the distance to the couch. The beautiful female was having a dream about us, me having her in my arms as we closed in for a kiss. I spoke the words that came out of the other mirage before I placed myself in my dream self- My pet - I stood looking into your eyes, fuck this was an intimate moment-


Jodi

*Just two words…two little words that chased away any guilt I had about touching a male that was not my own. Not that any male was. I shook off those thoughts. Here was not the place for Tohr, here it was Vishous and I as we always should have been. Fuck it, this was my dream and I was going for broke, letting my arms wind around your neck, leaning in to unleash a storm of hungry kisses over you, lips dragging over your stubbled jaw and up to your lips, bracing with my hold on you to jump up and band my legs around your hips, my body surging against yours, the heat of your skin permeating my clothes to sear my fevered skin*


Vishous

- I sat on the couch next to you as your body writhed under the power of your dream and I let you take control as much as I took control of what was already happening. In the dream my body craved as much as it did in reality and I was not about to give up this opportunity. I wrapped my arms around you for the searing kiss that was sure to torture me or days to come with the almost there touch. But it felt as real as ever... and fuck, this was new and I wanted it all. My hands roamed over your body in an attempt to remove whatever clothes was between us to finally give into the union of our bodies-


Jodi


*My hand dropped to my sex, the intensity of the dream making my cleft ache with yearning as I squirm on the sofa, feet pushing off of your thighs as I curl around the agonizing throb that would have no relief, delving back into the hazy vision to find our clothing stripped away, relieved by the closeness of your skin* Vishous, I want you. Please… *My hold tightening on your neck, I grind my hips into your arousal, soaked flesh gliding over you, glossing your cock with the product of my need*


Vishous

- I heard and saw you move in my peripheral vision but fuck the dream was just as appealing as what was happening right next to me. The scent of your arousal filled the air making my length throb as I spring it free from the confines of my leathers. Never had it been so fucking... responsive before, I was sure to explode soon at the rate we were going. Ragged breath fell from my lips. The dream.. I wasted no time at all to guide my length to your tight heat, my lips finding yours in another passionate kiss as I press your back to the nearest wall for better leverage... and ended our suffering by joining our bodies in one swift thrust-


Jodi

*I cry out in relieved ecstasy, the shout echoing through the theater room to spill my voice into the hall as my hips lift to meet your imagined thrust, the oversized T-shirt hiking up my thighs to reveal glistening skin as I torque against the thick pads of the sofa, hands gripping the cushions as the dream pulls me back in with the soft heat of your mouth on mine, my thighs shaking as I stretch to accept your thick arousal, biting down on your lip while I adjust to the feeling before pulling myself up and pushing off of the wall to slide back down in a frantic fall of desperate flesh*


Vishous
 

- my head turned to the side watching two different realities that both triggered the appeal of taking the female that was the goddess of my dreams. And I was sharing this with her in these stolen moments, my breathing a mess as I continued to stroke my length in a steady rhythm and my eyes followed the trail to your glistening core. Unbidden my body moved as it did in the dream. My hips slamming against yours in the sweet torture that would take us into the bliss of the upcoming orgasm. Our lips joined as one in the searing kiss, stroking your tongue with mine while I thrust in and out of you-
 

Jodi


*My back raw, scored by the rough surface of the wall as you pounded relentlessly, tilting my hips to send you plunging deeper until I scream in tortured pleasure, calling out your name until my lungs burn with the lack of air, my voice carrying over the ebbing voices on the television screen. I arch off of the sofa under the force of my climax, feet digging into the thick cushions to buck my hips upward your unseen touches, tears stinging my eyes at the pleasure and the agonizing reality that our time was ending when the rush of euphoric bliss subsides*


Vishous 

- My body arched on the couch as my body stiffened with the orgasm that was about to come in barreling and stealing my breath and everything else. Dreams and reality mixing as one with the overload of sensations. I bit my lip hard to keep from screaming your name into the darkness of the room. In the dream my hips slammed into yours in one last desperate attempt to feel you while your walls quiver around my length, with a final jerk of my body I exploded both in the dream and out. Hips bucking with the intensity of the orgasm as I've never felt before... and it just kept going-


Jodi

*pulse thrumming in the golden haze of aftershocks that left me shuddering, the shirt sticking to my skin, hair plastered in wet tendrils to my face, covering me in a veil of chocolate lace, panting through the parted cushions of my lips as my eyes begin to flutter, stubbornly trying to keep myself here… with you, speaking in a hushed whisper that’s lost to the melody of the movie’s end* Don’t leave me…


Vishous


- The aftershocks of the orgasm rolled off me leaving me in that blissful state of the most intense orgasm I had ever had. I blinked to focus on your sweat-slicked face, to drink every last detail of your face and body for later use. For the first time since I had dreaded the moment I began to have these... feelings for her...I notice the lack of a scent that should send every male running for the hills when they so much as thought about coming on to her. Brows furrowed in confusion for a moment before your voice broke through my thoughts. The sound was so small and fragile, had it not been for the fact that this could not be I would've taken you in my arms to hold on until the sadness vanished from your voice. I cleaned myself as much as I could and tucked my cock back into my leathers before I stood and leaned over to fix your shirt trying to ignore the way your fingers disappeared inside you- I'm sorry I stole this night... -and there was no saying if it would be the last... but given the situation I doubted this -


Jodi

*I stirred at the sound of your voice, the words not matching the movement of your lips as I blinked heavy eyes, bolting upright at the sight of leather clad legs in front of me and snatching my hands from my still pulsing sex, my heart hammering as I look up to meet diamond eyes, the intensity of your stare flaming my cheeks* Vishous? What are you doing here?


Vishous

- I shoved my hands in the pockets of my leathers looking for somewhere to stare other than your slender legs or your drenched shirt that barely covered you. I had to clear my throat before I spoke again with the deceit that would let us carry on as if nothing had happened. You didn't have to live with this pain... but I could- I heard some noise and thought I’d come by and check.


Jodi

*Something in your face gave away the falsity of your answer, sitting up to meet you squarely, unsure what to say to break the awkward tension* Thank you. *My brows draw together, opening my mouth to say more but nothing comes out as I get to my feet and step closer to you, not bothering to pull the hem of my shirt down around my thighs* For checking on me.


Vishous


- I look down at you once again when I feel the warmth of your body closer to me than we should allow, especially at the moment when I could still feel you against me. I swallowed hard and nodded - It's the least I could do -and now for a cold shower- you are after all the female of my brother -stolen moments be damn, I was still honorable... apparently. This is too dangerous and yet... I lifted my hand to run gloved fingers over your flushed cheeks - and still my one and only favorite pet - it was meant as a joke but even to me the words held an edge to it, cursing myself I dropped my hand and turned to leave- but you're fine so later


Jodi


*Only I wasn't. I was so far away from fine it wasn't even in the same zip code. My heart dropped into my stomach as you turned, the brush off stinging like a slap to the face. Possessed, terrified at the idea of your absence, I threw a hail Mary pass. Starting to follow, I stopped at the door jamb, calling quietly after you* I asked you not to leave me.


Vishous


- That stopped me in my tracks for how could I leave you when you sounded so broken.. so alone. I sighed, itching for the smokes I didn't have in my jacket pocket. Slowly, I turned to look at you- Very well, I'll stay until you fall asleep or someone comes for you - I was not about to mention his name at this moment-


Jodi

*I nodded once and reached for your hand, leading you back to the sofa and sitting, tugging you down beside me without a word*


Vishous

- I noticed the way your hand felt against mine, the warmth and fuck the way you walked before me. Then I sat down next to you without another word, but really what was there to say? I chance a glance at you-


Jodi


* I slide over and lay down to rest my head on your lap, feet curled under me as if I were collapsing under the hopelessness of my situation* I want you to come back. While I'm sleeping. *I let out a long breath at the admission* Will you, Vishous?


Vishous 


- I stiffened, not when you slide against me and curled beside me. The closeness I no longer cared about, not when it came to you. It was the blunt statement as if she knew and perhaps I was not as sneaky as I thought I was - Jodi.. what... -I looked down at you and tugged your hair behind your ear. Was it really worth it to deny this? - is that really what you want, Jodi?


Jodi

*I smiled in spite of the uncertainty that had reached in with icy fingers to fist my stomach at hearing you say my name* If you don't want me any other way... *I shook my head, torn between two males who seemed so apathetic toward me at times* I'd rather have you like that than not at all


Vishous


- if only that were the truth perhaps this hell would end and I would be stripped of these feelings that plagued my mind with every moment I stole by being with you. I ran gloved fingers over the side of your cheek- You belong to someone else -my lips curled into a soft smile, never to have made itself appear before -but I will be visiting you in your sleep, pet


Jodi


*my voice lowered at that, taking the few precious seconds to feel your hand on my face* I don't belong to anyone...





Vishous 


- Taken aback by that statement, not for the first time I realize she didn't have the scent of a bonded male. Perhaps the loss of his other female was too much but then... why play this one? I swallowed a growl and was surprised to feel something inside me stir. What the fuck was that? My eyes widen and I stiffen again, I felt... possessive... I felt... I had the right.. to this female. Oh shit. I swallowed hard again, this could not be. My voice rough- I didn't know that, pet.


Jodi


How could you not? No bond...I barely leave the bedroom let alone the compound. *I lift my head, turning to look up at you as I feel you tense under me* Just...be with me. However you can. And it will be enough.


Vishous

- I took a deep breath and pushed everything aside just to ease you in whichever way I could. Tracing the features of your face with my gloved hand- Alright, I'll be here with you. Dreams and all I will be here for you -leaning back against the couch, I couldn't well mention what happened deep within me. I still felt I was an intruder, whispering - Always by your side.


Jodi

*Taking comfort in your words, I lower my head back to your lap and close my eyes, the rich scent of worn leather and your skin filling my lungs with each long breath I took* I believe you. *my nose tingled at a faint scent I couldn't quite place, quickly brushing it aside to slip my hands around a thickly muscled thigh, clinging to you like a child* Thank you for this, Vishous. I... *I faltered. I couldn't tell you I loved you. I'd gone far enough, admitting the depth of my feelings for you could only push you further from me* I wish things were different.


Vishous

- I watched you as you wrapped your arm around my leg, I started the soft caress over your back as we settled in for the night. Or at least for part of it. Your words ringing true even without your knowledge- So do I, pet, so do I -turning my eyes back to the TV relishing the closeness and your body -

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Event Horizon



It had been a productive night, the sweet stench of baby powder and rotting flesh carried on the wind into the alley off of Trade that had been the scene of our latest battle with the Lessening Society. These had been no new recruits, their skin and hair the pallor of antique lace, well-honed muscle propelling the soulless bastards like freight trains as Butch and I tracked them through the greasy back streets that ran behind the neon facades of the Caldwell club scene, primped and polished humans decked out in their Ralph Lauren and Armani too focused on landing a piece of ass to notice the ghostly monsters being chased by the two of us.
I wiped my dagger on my thigh, blood covered leather doing little to clean the oily sludge of lesser blood from the blade. Three down… leather creaked as I flexed my gloved hand around the hilt, already itching for another fight even as Butch hoovered up the remaining lesser, still pinned and squirming on the filthy concrete beneath him.
The mindless sessions had been doing less and less to take the edge off. Jodi had scarcely left my mind, awake or during the few hours of sleep I’d managed lately. I was a black hole, no thought escaping the recesses of my mind save that of the doe-eyed female that could never be mine. Where the fucking failed, the fighting helped, the adrenaline rush clearing my thoughts of her for a few precious minutes at a time. Diamond eyes pored over the scene, taking stock of the inky pools that lined the alley in the world’s most macabre Rorschach test.
There had to be more. These fuckers travelled in packs and that was the only good thing I had to say for their sorry asses. Right now, I needed something to rid me of the female that plagued my every thought. I scrubbed a hand over my face, barely registering the warm trickle of blood dripping over my brow. The last female I’d had was an epic disaster. I’d found her in ZeroSum, her waist length mahogany waves drew me in and in a weak moment, I grabbed her shoulder and spun her to face me, warm brown eyes widening in surprise for a moment before sizing me up with all the interest of a butcher eyeing a side of beef. This wasn’t my Jodi. Tohr’s Jodi. I growled in frustration, my already short temper on a hair trigger. It had taken little but a flash of cash to get her back to the penthouse and onto my rack. After hours of manipulating her flesh to my gain, I’d freed my cock from my leathers and climbed up on the table, diamond eyes crazed as I’d looked down at her face, painted skin washed clean by sweat and tears, now covered by her chocolate brown locks as her head thrashed as much as it could and in that moment, she was Jodi and I gave in to the desire I fought so hard to suppress. Grunting I drove into her hard and fast, hips moving like pistons to force me deeper into her core as she writhed under me. The heavy oak rack groaned with our combined weight until I felt her shudder, roaring Jodi’s name into the cavernous room when my own orgasm tackled me, my head falling between my shoulders, dropping my lips to hers…and stopping short, nearly ass-planting as I scrambled backward and off of the female that was not my Jodi. I mean Tohr’s Jodi. Fuck. Me. Sideways.
I looked up at the mouth of the alley as the scent of powder stung my nostrils, diamond eyes pinpointing the fucker like the sight on a rifle. I was on my feet in a flash, shitkickers pounding pavement and launching myself at him before he could turn to run. My shoulder connected with his chest, snapping his ribs with a satisfying crunch. He staggered back but held his ground, arm lifting to aim his Sig and fire, the round passing through the meat of my bicep. A savage growl ripped from my throat as I grabbed his wrist and snapped it, pivoting on my heel and wrenching his shoulder at the socket, grinning at his howled cries before silencing them with a head butt that shattered his nose, his scream cut to a wet gurgle while he thrashed, his working hand frantically reaching for the blade strapped to his thigh. I was faster, grabbing the dagger and jamming it into his knee, flipping my own blade in my hand as he sank like a stone. Planting a shitkicker on his shoulder and shoving him back, I lunged, straddling his prone body and sinking my dagger over and over, ghostly pale replaced with bubbling tar as I continued to shred and stab, anger and frustration fueling the fall of the blade in my wounded arm, my own blood mixing with that of the screaming creature below me. Wild eyed and oblivious to the ebony spatter pelting my face and chest until the lesser was no longer recognizable as anything that had even once been human.
“V? What the fuck are you doing?” I snapped back to reality as Tohr’s voice cut through the haze, my nostrils flaring at a new scent on the wind…a scent that made my head spin and mouth water. Her scent. And it was all over him. I jumped up, fangs bared and slammed him into the brick wall lining the alley, my blade biting into his throat.
“Motherfuck…Vishous! The fuck, brother?!” Butch hooked an arm around my neck and dragged me back, jaws snapping on feral snarls at the male who had been my brother for centuries. A male who was now covered in the sweet perfume of Jodi’s scent. He’d been with her. Recently. “You fucker!” I spat, torquing in Butch’s arms, every cell in me roaring to slit Tohr’s throat for touching my female.
Realization hit Butch like a semi truck and he used the last of his ebbing strength to tighten his hold on me, shaking voice raised to be heard over my rabid growls. “Tohr, get back to the compound. I’ve got him. Just go!”
Navy blue eyes passed keenly between the two of us and nodded, dematting in an instant.
“V, fuck! He’s gone, he’s gone, okay? Calm the fuck down. I’m in no shape to deal with your baggage right now!”
The desperate edge to his voice rang clearly and I went slack in his arms, sinking back against him. “I’m tight. Let me go. I need to take care of you.”
“Tight my ass. Fuck, man… we’re gonna talk about this. Now.”
 I let him pull me upright and lead us through the maze of alleys to where we’d left the Escalade, willing the door locks open I climbed inside and tugged him in behind me, pulling the male against my chest, pinching my glove between my teeth and tugging it off, the sickly sweet smell of powder wafting up from his skin nearly gagging me as I flatten my hand over the scarred star on his pec, feeling his sigh of relief as the evil he’d absorbed is drawn from his body. I rest my forehead on his shoulder, voice muffled against his skin.
“I am so fucked, cop.”
“It’s her. It’s Jodi you want. Tohr’s female.” Not a question.
I gave a small nod, finally admitting the truth to someone besides myself.
“You’re right, my brother. I do believe you’re fucked.”

Monday, March 7, 2011

A River in Egypt


Jodi
*I pushed at the drink on the bar, my stomach suddenly unable to tolerate the whiskey that had become standard fare since my... since Vishous had left, doing my damnedest to ignore the twinkling moss green eyes that were the tell-tale sign of a well fucked Suzanne as she relayed her night with her "lheage". God, my skin was crawling, with every detail she spat, my heart getting smaller and smaller until I thought it might disappear altogether* So.. he's well then? *Of course he's well, you twit. He's right back in the saddle. Her saddle. Fuck. Me. Still, I listened to the auditory car wreck, every minute of it stored away to torment myself with later. Fuck... Tohr. I blew out a breath. This was wrong. All wrong. But I smiled and nodded as a friend would, pretending I wasn't cracking in two until she spotted another in the crowd to relay her adventures to. Not before proudly lifting her too short skirt to show me the wounds he'd left on her thighs. My jaw clenched so tightly that it ached as I nodded goodbye and left the club, taking a deep breath of the night air before starting to walk deeper into downtown Caldwell*

Vishous:
- A whole fucking day had passed and I still felt like I had done nothing to ease my mind. The session the day before served to rub it in my nose that I was not only not over the female with the dark chocolate eyes but I had the balls... ball.. to call her mine at a moment of weakness. Nothing had changed, just because I had an epiphany it did not give me the right in any way or form to say that the female was mine to take. That she was in my mind 24/7 was a whole other level that even if I had admitted it to myself, the pain and the torture would die with me. I had self imposed days off so I could drown myself in Goose. Which I had done for the past, a glance at the clock later, umm 20 hours. Buzz had come and gone and yet I kept at it. Dead diamond eyes trained on a dark spot of the floor done years ago by my glowing hand-

Jodi:
*I walked without purpose, without direction...no intent but to exhaust myself until I lacked the energy to even think of my...of him. God damn it, Jodi, stop doing that! I ground my teeth at what I'd nearly done for the 10th time in as many minutes. He's not yours! If anyone's he's hers. The thought made me sick, forcing a hand to my mouth to stop the retch building in my throat, taking a breath and getting nothing but a nosefull of cheap Chinese and cheaper cologne as I passed the row of take-outs and fuck me's that lined Trade Street, finally stopping to gather my head only to find that my feet had once more brought me to the Commodore as they had been doing so often lately. Fucking traitors. But, I hadn't gone in. I hadn't heard from Vishous since he left and I hadn't tried to reach him. That was ending now. Steeling my resolve, I passed through the revolving doors and through the lobby, pressing the button for the elevator and pressing the button for the penthouse, forcing myself inside before I talked myself out of it. I needed to know that he really was alright. That's all this was. Uh huh.  And I've got some oceanfront property in Arizona to sell too. Fuck fuck fuck. I watched the numbers on the display rise, all but jumping out of the car when it reached its destination. You're going to see for yourself that he doesn't give a damn about you, Jodi. You're going to stop waiting and wishing and grow the fuck up. This is Vishous we're talking about. Not your Prince Charming. Mentally kicking myself, I hurried down the hall, lifting a shaking hand to knock on the door*

Vishous:
- The knock on the door was a surprise and yet I lacked the energy to actually even lift my head. I wasn't expecting company and if Wrath wanted to be effective about the visits and most likely would send either Rhage, who would just pop up, or Butch... umm he could be the one at the door... Ah fuck that shit. With a groan I get out of the couch and shuffled my way to the door, stumbled in my feet still a little more than buzzed with a bottle of Goose in my hand. I blinked and will the door open when I was close enough- What? - I took a swing of the vodka that burned down my throat-

Jodi:
*I flinched at his tone* My... *lheage? No, he wasn't that. Not now* Vishous, it's Jodi. *I willed my voice to stop its tremor as I answered through the door, suddenly unsure if he even knew my name* I mean..pet.  It's pet.

Vishous:
- Her voice drifted through the entire room and I blinked. I had  been drinking myself to the point of hallucinations, slowly I moved to be in the way of the doorway. It was opened and there she stood... my lips parted as if the beauty of her had taken any rational thought and stolen my breath. In a second I composed myself and looked right into her eyes- Of course, my favorite pet. What can I do you for? -hands dangling to either side of my body-

Jodi:
I just... I thought you were gone for good. *I frowned, studying your face. Diamond eyes rimmed red, your booming voice was...slurred? But it still took nothing away from the male that dominated my dreams every night as I slept in another's bed. You were still magnificent, raw power shackled in buttery leather. The male of the vivid and graphic images dancing behind my eyelids with such clarity that I often wondered if you'd done it intentionally* I...I talked to Suzanna. Can I come in?

Vishous:
- I almost winced at the mention of the female that had been the tool for release. A means to an end. I could not let this cloud us in any way, I had to keep you out of the loop of the new obsession I had. Dead diamond eyes turned away from you after I nodded- Sure - took another healthy shot of Goose-

Jodi:
*I cautiously stepped inside and closed the door behind me with a soft click and fell in step behind you, sitting down on the rarely-used sofa and taking your hand as if I had every right to do it, tugging you gently onto the cushion next to me, mind working frantically over what I was going to say* I guess, I just wanted to say I miss you. I mean.. you're missed. *a blush colored my cheeks at the slip, quickly averting my eyes*

Vishous:
- I looked down at you with surprise, no way could that have been what you meant. Nope. Dare to dream fucker. I plopped down next to you on the couch staring straight ahead again- Yeah, I bet -the warmth of your hand enveloped mine and I couldn't make myself take that away from you. Let this moment stand alone no words just this-

Jodi:
*I took a relieved breath when you didn't pull away, the mass of your body bouncing me on the sofa as you sank down beside me* I thought maybe you'd forgotten about me... us. *smooth, Jodi, really fucking smooth. Why not just ask him?*

Vishous:
- I mumbled "I can't forget about you... I've tried" then I shake my head and reach for one of my blunts, leaving the bottle aside, and light it up- Not something I can do, true? Just need the space

Jodi:
*I frowned at the muttered words, shaking my head. No way I heard that. Tilting my head, I squinted in the dim light trying to focus on your face* Vishous? Do you want me to leave?

Vishous:
- Well wasn't that the million dollar question, did I really want her to leave? No, was it the right thing to do? Absolutely. I let the strong taste of the dark spices of Turkish tobacco fill my senses before I answer- It is up to you, female. Wouldn't want us to have any problems with anyone -meaning Tohr... smooth, wow, Vishous. New personal record-

Jodi:
*I exhaled loudly and shook my head, the rich smell of good tobacco making my head swim... or was it being so close to you? No, it was the Turkish. Definitely.* No, I don't want to go. *my voice dropped, the words falling out before I realize I'd spoken* I think I feel you watching me sometimes.

Vishous:
- I visibly winced at that and I turned to the side to look at you, she spoke like a female that could feel the blood connection even in the distance, the blunt still held between my lips- What makes you say that?

Jodi:
*I shrugged at that. I had no reason to think you'd been there but something in me said otherwise* Have you been? Watching me, I mean? *I edged closer, the heat of your body warming me through your leathers as I slipped my jacket off my shoulders and hung it over the arm of the couch*

Vishous:
- I watched you closely, as if mentally doing the undressing, sneaking a caress over your smooth skin and... we stop right there. So blood, yeah, lashing out... darkness.. Turkish tobacco. This time when I answered the question I once again turned to look away- Would it really make any difference if I were? - not really an answer but not exactly a denial-

Jodi:
It would to me. *my eyes followed the line of your jaw as you turned away, hoping to force a smile if I could* I'd like to know if I have a guardian angel, Vishous. Do I? *my thumb stroked over your hand, counting my heartbeats until you answered*

Vishous:
- There was no warmth what so ever when she stroked my hand in that tender way of hers, nope, my heart did not do... I will not admit that even to myself. I took another hit of the tobacco- I wouldn't call myself a guardian angel, feel me? - not that there was any pride in that shit. Previous encounters have showed me otherwise.... but I nodded as I exhaled- I have been out there watching over you sometimes - every night-

Jodi:
*I couldn't help but smile at that and the idea that I might be more to you than a pet made me bold, brow creasing as the details of Suzanna's tarnished little fairytale pressed to the forefront, needing to know that I was still something to you...and more than she was. To know for sure whether I was chasing a dream* So I'm still your favorite then?

Vishous:
- My brow knitted at the thought that you somehow figured you where not my favorite pet. Even if I had just admitted once to myself I still felt as if you were mine, somehow some way and being my favorite pet was how I could stake that kind of claim even if wasn't mine to take- You've never stopped being my favorite pet... situation just... changed

Jodi:
I know it did, Vishous. Doesn’t mean we can't talk, does it? *I looked around the room, my gaze falling on the rack... the rack that I knew damned well had recently been used. When had anyone ever come here to just talk? Forcing myself to be chipper though I was dying at the thought of your hands on another* You just made my night, warrior. *I pasted on a smile, getting to my feet* I should get back to Tohr. *I took the chance and took a step toward you, brushing my knuckles over a stubbled cheek and leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your jaw* Don't be a stranger, okay?

Vishous:
- On impulse I grab you by the back of your neck and hold your face close to me not allowing any space more than a few inches. I felt the brush of your breath over my lips and my tongue darts out to run over my bottom lip. I blinked and took that moment to brush a kiss over your forehead then fall back against the couch, my eyes anywhere but meeting yours- I'll try not to, pet -I rubbed my face and took a deep breath -

Jodi:
*gasping a little as your palm closes over my nape and falls away, heart hammering  I straighten myself and clear my throat, already stepping back toward the door and opening it to cross out into the corridor* Take care of yourself, Vishous. I... *love you, my mind finished but I couldn't form the words* I hope to see you soon. *I hugged my arms to my chest, not trusting myself to go back into the penthouse after my jacket for fear of running right into your arms, a lone tear slipping down my cheek as I hit the elevator bay and disappear into the waiting car*

Vishous:
- A shudder runs through my body, fuck your words had a sort of intimate tone I was dangerously close to craving 24/7. I couldn't watch you go, I would try to get you to come back or who the fuck knows. I took a deep breath... big mistake, her scent thick in the air, not even the smell of the tobacco could opaque that sweet perfume that was just her. I turned to the side and stared at the jacket for the longest time before I reached to run a hand over it- I've got a thing for you, female - I heaved a sigh, second time I admitted that and the first time I’d said it out loud, shitkickers dragging my legs down as I bolted the door and headed back to the sofa to finish off my bottle-