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I live to Serve I serve to Live	By : flamekaat Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 1829 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Legacy of Kain, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Lianne looked sorrowfully at the retreating backs of her Master and His Lord. Kain had an arm around Raziel�s shoulders and one around Turel�s as well. They led their maker and father figure away from the site of the graves. Much of the heart had gone out of Kain. Had he known what he was doing, The Serafin Lord might well have taken Peter along with him and tortured him. Fortunately for Kain he showed no care of an obvious nature towards Peter. None at least that any enemy would have seen.

Reyn stood at Lianne�s side with a calm look on his features. What desperate need it hid, he hoped she would not discover until it was far too late for her to back out on her end of the deal. Having only known her male vampire relatives he had no concept of the honor that was everything to the young sorceress. He waited until her beloved Lord was far out of sight, then taking her arm he jumped into the darkness of the spiritual realm. She was calm here. Many were the great sorcerers of long ago who had gone very deeply insane at a single glance of his secondary realm. Her strength and determination amazed Reyn still further. Truly she was a being to be held in awe, even more so then her venerated ancestor.

It was mostly empty and very shadowy. Things rustled and slithered just out of sight. Figures appeared in peripheral vision only to vanish before you could get a good look at them. She was glad of it too, for what she had read suggested that they were nothing that her seeing would do her any good. She clung tightly to Reyn�s arm and prayed to the lady of the moon for guidance and protection until they cleared the other side.

They stood at the foot of Shadow Mountain. "It is forbidden to appear upon the actual face of the volcano. One must step forth at the foot and climb to ones territory at the topmost levels." Reyn told her. Shadow Mountain was the birthplace of darkness and shadow type demons of all levels and types. As such it was a holy place to them and considered worthy of glorification, even by those who thought little else was so worthy.

It was then that she got her first good look at what she would be sharing her days and nights with for the next week. Gone was the handsome yet inhuman vampire hunter, and in his place stood a beast out of legend. His muzzle was long and draconic in shape with flaring nostrils that sniffed the air of his homeland with apparent delight. Shimmering black scales, gleaming with every color like oil spilled into a puddle, covered all of him she could see. That was almost everything, all that was covered was his groin by a sleek blood red bit of fabric attached to a sword belt that hung about narrow hips.

His shoulders were broad and well shaped by strong muscles. The rest of him followed suit, strong shaped but not ridiculously overdone. He of course had wings and a tail. The wings looked like bat�s wings and had the same black scales, with blood red membranes stretched between each long fingerlike appendage. He grinned at her and flicked the powerful tail back and forth showing his predator�s smile. It was all long sharp fangs.

"So Lianne, are you worried yet?" The demon teased. She laughed at him, and gestured at the volcano. "We should be off before one of your peers decides that I might be a prize worth squabbling over." Reyn nodded in agreement, and offered her his back. Once she was settled between the wings he began to scrabble over the sharp obsidian and basalt stones of the region. He was very fast and she understood at once why she had to be carried. Even her tough and magical new footwear would be decimated within a few yards of the climb. His talons and scaled footpads were immune to the cutting stones, allowing him to achieve a speed near to the one he would have were flying permitted on the mountain.

"Indeed it isn�t permitted. Wise of you to notice." Reyn said as he continued to climb up the mountain. "No one is allowed to fly near any holy mountain. Why should the rules be different for those who live on one?" She said quietly. He smiled and caressed her mind with the thoughts of what he would do with her once she was in his cavern. She snuggled closer to his back and whispered in his wickedly pointed ear, "I can hardly wait!"

Reyn shuddered with longing. The combined power of that sensual whisper, and the constant friction of her breasts against his back, was driving him slowly insane. He adjusted his tail to hold her more securely, while it incidentally gave him the opportunity to grope her, he had no desire to se her go flipping over his head on the way down any of the steep inclines. So it was for several long and torturous hours. When they finally reached a flat outcropping near to the fiery summit of the mountain.

Reyn set Lianne down very gently, and went to the twin doors, which massed eighty maybe ninety tons apiece, and placed his talons in the claw shaped locks. Hen he turned them so that the talon pattern pointed outwards on the left and inwards on the right. A silvery tone echoed over the mountainside, and the massive doors slowly creeped open. Lianne followed Reyn in and waited patiently while he received a bevy of reports and a pile of correspondence from a lesser darkness demon who obviously served as his chief seneschal

"Dargon old friend, please escort the lady to my chambers." He instructed his minion. Then turning to her Reyn spoke softly, "I will be with you in an hour or so. Make yourself comfortable and await my arrival." He said. Now that he was home, all subservient manners had fallen away from him, leaving only the true upper-level darkness demon behind. He was obviously a powerful Lord. She had thought so already, but had his defeat of the Serafin Lord not done the trick she certainly would have known it now!

His emphasis on the word comfortable had only one meaning, and just to make sure she understood that, he said what he really meant across the vault of her thoughts. "Get yourself naked as the day you were born, and under the covers of my bed before I arrive, or I will not hold myself responsible to what happens to that stunning gown!" Her confident smirk held until the doors to his chamber swung shut behind her. Then, to numb the terror she felt all of a sudden, she decided to look around a bit.

At the center of the great round chamber was a huge pillar of multicolored flames. Red, black and green all jumped and leaped and contorted about one another forming the huge pillar. Obviously gasses and heat from within the heart of the volcano fed it, for it was warm, and real as anything in the world. Had it not been for the heat it gave she might have thought it illusion. For the flames seemed intent on being entertaining all of a sudden, dancing to a rhythmic undulating tune only they could hear.

Lianne was watching the flames. Reyn smirked as he settled minor disputes among his bondsmen and offered a trade agreement to Dargon for his perusal. "She is waiting my Lord, and you are eager. These simple matters can surely wait till tomorrow, can they not?" Dargon offered. He smirked at his closest friend and wisest servant. "They can not wait all week my friend. That is how long I will be in chambers with Lianne. She is a relative of Rathamus, and her destiny song is too wonderful a melody to resist. Once I have her I fear my heart will be lost, but that matters little, for her destiny and mine are intertwined beyond all separate distinctions." He smiled softly at the image brought to his thoughts by the flames.

Her body was lovely. Only a minor scar at her thigh and two on her neck where the two Lords had drank from her veins marred the porcelain majesty of her skin. Far from detracting from her beauty, these marks only enhanced it in his opinion. They showed her strength and courage to eyes such as his, which had the knowledge needed to understand fully what they saw. Her thoughts were also open to him. Now that she had distracted herself by exploring his main chamber, the little tingling strands of fear that came from her imminent joining with a lover both new and almost wholly strange to her had begun to fade away.

"We are finished with all the unavoidable matters that came up while you were absent." Dargon informed him with a knowing smirk. Reyn smiled genuinely pleased that their strong teamwork had so swiftly handled the problems of daily life in the Fortress of Golgoinya. "Send some fruit and cheese in later Dargon. She will need the energy!" He quipped before flashing from there to his rooms.

She was very obedient as well as lovely. Lianne had already climbed into his pile of furs. They were in a niche carved into the far wall. He reappeared at the doorway, so that she had plenty of time to sense him coming. She turned to face him, and he felt an arousing spike of fear shoot through her before she buried it in sexual awareness. She was braver then any other he had ever courted, beast or bitch, or ordinary folk. With anyone else he would not feel as if he were truly free to take her as himself. However, this was the fearless Lianne Martinson who lay back in his bed with a wicked smirk upon her features. He caressed her thoughts again and smiled wickedly himself. She was actually looking forward to being with him in his natural state!

Lianne looked hard at Reyn. Soon to be the latest recipient of her much demanded favors; he obviously was intent on slaking his lusts in his own natural shape. It was passing strange, but this shape of his didn�t horrify her as it should, but instead she felt very excited by the mere suggestion of it. It must be the vampire in my blood. She thought distractedly as he stalked towards the bed. Upper Level Darkness demons had been the ones responsible for the creation of the first vampire. So in some way their species� was distantly related to her legendary ancestor.

When he reached the bedside and looked down at her delicate, fur wrapped, form, he finally allowed the mask of indifference to fall away. The burning desire that was there when she looked in his eyes made her drop her gaze. Lianne felt shy all of a sudden, in spite of her experience, or maybe even because of it. Somehow she knew that there would be no comparisons to anything she ever had felt yet that would equal this. There would never be anything that could compare to the pure animalistic savagery, and the soul deep intimacy of the two of them becoming one.

That a being with a draconic snout could even kiss someone with a human mouth close to properly had not even occurred to Lianne until Reyn did so. He too had learned that the key to her higher desire was to kiss her, and kiss her thoroughly. She responded with s soft whimper of delight and intertwined her tongue with his, the very first moves in the ancient dance in which she was getting so much practice performing of late. A brief moment of sorrow pained her heart, that because she was certain he would never wish it, she and Lord Raziel would never do this for real. That she would never have a family of her own, save an adopted one made her heart ache fiercely.

"What�Unfairly denied� Wish� Weighs so heavy� As to cause such sorrow?" Reyn asked as he trailed soft licks and kisses down Lianne�s throat to her slender collarbones. "Nothing that you could provide or would care to give, were it within your realm to grant this wish. I am far beyond any help in this matter I am afraid." She responded. "How, might I ask, does one so young know what one of my kind is fully capable of? When her elders have studied me and mine for millennia and they are still woefully ignorant as to the span of our powers and abilities!" Reyn snarled in sudden fury.

Lianne shook her head slightly. "Leave off it Reyn. Mine is a mortal�s sorrow, nothing you ever need worry over. As I said before you would not care to help�" The rest of what Lianne had intended to say was silenced by Reyn�s tongue in her mouth. "We will put this aside for now Lianne. I fear I can not give both my need and your sorrow the full attention they deserve all at once." He commanded her after pulling his mouth away. She grinned up at him, and pushed aside her pain for the moment. "Yes Reyn, as you say."

Lianne arched her hips in pleasure as Reyn found her sensitive nub with a slender but lethal talon. The threat of such natural cutlery was familiar to her, and comforting in a way. It reminded her that Reyn would no more hurt her permanently then would any of the vampire Lords, a little pain was foreplay but no more then that. A drink of blood could arouse but no more then that. Lianne was too valuable to all the powers that be to find herself on the end of any ill treatment to much to be borne.

His other claws slowly pinched and twisted her nipples until each peak was fully erect. Then he shocked her by taking one pink tip in his mouth, which was actually warm! He nipped gingerly with his incredibly sharp fangs, and she cried out softly in response. His smiling eyes were both frightening and arousing, shining with eager naked need as they met her own startled gaze. The scent of him was even a dual edged thing, both frightening in it�s pure demonic nature and strangely familiar, almost like vampire scent.

"You taste sweet Lianne. I wonder how you will taste elsewhere." Reyn whispered against her breast, then with a last suckle he pulled his muzzle away from her nipple. Her soft cry of disappointment turned to a smile of aroused amusement when he took the claw with which he had been pleasing her and licked it clean. "Hmm so good. Definitely worth a second helping!" He snarled eagerly. Then he pushed her down on the bed and began to torment her womanhood with his mouth.

He continued with the sweet torture for a handful of moments more, bringing Lianne to the very brink of fulfillment. Then with another few swift licks with his cat rough tongue she went over the edge, crying out his name in passion. "Reyn!" His purr like chuckle was a welcome sound. She knew what that sort of laughter meant before his mental voice even began to speak in her mind. That laughter meant, "I have only just begun my dear. Wait and see!" Which is exactly what the syrupy dark voice of her new lover said as he lifted her into his arms.

He turned her to face the wall. Then Reyn told Lianne, "Do not take your hands from the wall until I say precious one." She nodded in response and shivered lightly as he pressed her body up against the cavern wall at the head of the bed. The slightly rough sandy texture of the granite surface brushed against her sensitive skin, sending shivers coursing up and down her body. Then came the first, much anticipated nudge of his male organ at the entrance to her femininity.

"Say please precious one." Reyn commanded her with a soft snicker. "Please precious one!" She responded in teasing amusement. "Close enough." He said back. Then he thrust into her with enough force that her flesh began to rub against the wall with each repeat of the motion.

The sensation each time he filled her anew was akin to being filled with magma up to her throat. The warmth of his body as he pounded against hers, the cool roughness of the wall, it all combined bringing about such mind blowing pleasure, that Lianne shattered, reformed and shattered in bliss several more times before she felt Reyn�s own cataclysmic completion approaching.

It wasn�t until he came with a thunderous roar, that Lianne finally realized what he had done to enhance their pleasure so much. Reyn had joined them absolutely! She could feel every feeling, sensation, sense every thought and wish of her new lover, and he could do the same with no effort on ether of their parts!

The deep instinctual link to her Lord was still present though. Had he trespassed on such holy ground she would have had to show him why the kin of Rathamus were to be feared even by his kind. He had known this the moment he touched her. The deep love for her Lord was so very bright, in her mind, heart and soul that he couldn�t have missed it or ignored it. She shivered with awe at the power it took to accomplish such a thing, then with the sense that he wouldn�t mind she closed her eyes for a rest before he decided he wanted to do that again.

}} A/N Kay people here is the interactive part. This is where you decide which way the story goes! I have two routes worked out in my crazy warped little noodle, but you need to tell me which way to write! Lianne wants a family! Who will the father of her firstborn be? Reyn? Raziel? Someone else? Vote all my lovely Reviewers! Oh and I have a FFVII fic that no one has reviewed and all help would be appreciated on that and my other fanfics. This FFVII is non-Yaoi so read on and give me a clue as to how I am doing please! And don�t forget if I get three reviews from three separate people on all my fan fiction I will bring back my Hermione /Draco Pairing Harry Potter fic! Luv to all and happy holidays! {{
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