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You Had My Heart (At Least for the Most Part)	By : LadyProudwhore Category: +S through Z > Warcraft III Views: 6738 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A short while later, Arthas had found the culprit who had been causing this disastrous plague. A demon named Malganis. He almost regretted murdering Jaina the day before because she might have known exactly what sort of demon he was with all her studying. Now, a few weeks following his encounter with Malganis, his murder of innocent people and most devastatingly for him the murder of the woman he had loved and trusted as someone he could have spent the rest of his life with, Arthas was on a ship headed for Northrend.

         And then it dawned on him…Why couldn’t he spend the rest of his life with Jaina? He was sure his paladin magic could preserve her without reviving her and she was still right there among his things, bundled in those two cloaks.

            Stealing a quick glance at the door to be certain it was locked and no one could interrupt, Arthas went to his trunk and quickly opened it, lifting the corpse out and placing the bundle on the bed, undoing the knots he’d tied the cloaks in until they opened, revealing Jaina’s beautiful body. Her skin was a bit paler and more sickly, but otherwise she was her beautiful self. Golden hair, her blue eyes still open in an expression of shock, her mouth still open and blood covered.
              Arthas smiled at her and gently took out a canteen of water and a strip of cloth from his trunk, beginning to lovingly wash the dried blood off of her. He frowned when he went to wash the actual wound. Her perfect midriff, it was ruined! Well, maybe not quite…Arthas went and dug out a field medic kit and he fumbled for a needle and thread, hastily getting it ready before sewing up the wound. “There. Does it still hurt, my love?” He asked, fondly running a hand through Jaina’s soft hair. “I’ll make you forget all that pain too.”
        He slowly began to strip off the corpse’s blood soaked clothing, having to cut off some of it. When he had finished and tossed the ruined garments aside, he began to remove his own clothing. Slowly he got up on the bed with her and spread the corpse’s legs, kneeling down between them. He gently lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, slowly licking at the soft pussy lips which were slowly tinting a dead grayish colour though formerly pale pink. “So beautiful.” He whispered as he gave her another long, slow lick. “I’d love to take you right now without hesitation, but…I never wanted to hurt you, Jaina….” Tears welled in his eyes. “Never….so….when we do this, you know I always get you nice and ready…” Another lick, this time managing to get his tongue inside her before gently withdrawing it to lick up to her clit. “I never want you to leave me…please don’t leave me.” He whispered, now running his tongue up further across her body, over her belly, up over her breasts and then up to her mouth, kissing her deeply. He seemed absorbed in the fantasy that she was still alive and capable of leaving him; the trauma of all that had happened in the past few weeks had taken its toll. Arthas had completely snapped.
      “I’m sorry I had to hurt you, my love, it won’t happen again, I never want to be a man you have to fear. Please forgive me.” He whispered as he sank down, hugging her tightly, his head resting against her belly.
         Arthas stayed like that, crying against Jaina’s stitched up belly for quite a while before finally getting back into the mood and getting up, placing his hands next to her shoulders and leaning down to kiss her again. “I love you so much.” He whispered as he moved his hands down to ease Jaina’s legs over his hips and slowly align his achingly hard cock with her tight pussy. Slowly he began to push it into her, moaning softly as he did before beginning to thrust. It was exquisite. So tight and he was thrusting so deeply into her. Her body shifted lifelessly beneath him as his thrusts got harder and harder until finally he cried out, spilling deep into her. “We can finally get to having some of those golden haired kids you talked about.” He whispered, getting off of her and laying beside her, pulling her close to him and holding her cold body against his chest.

        Arthas drifted slowly off to sleep after kissing Jaina lovingly on the forehead. Once Arthas was deep asleep, the door to his room opened and in stepped a sickly pale, incredibly thin recruit with sickly green eyes. He smirked in the direction of Arthas, then at the body.
            “Most amusing, little prince.” Malganis said to himself from the body of this pathetic mortal he had usurped. “But a game with only one player is dreadfully boring, let’s even the odds a bit, I’m sure you’re sick of playing solo.” And with that, he walked over to Jaina’s lifeless body and placed a hand on the sewn up wound on her belly. Her damaged body mended and slowly her fingers and toes twitched. Still there was no breath, no heartbeat, she had no need of that anymore, but she was back. “I’ll just leave you two alone…” Malganis smirked as he dissipated from the dead recruit’s body, letting it drop like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

           Jaina’s bright blue eyes opened, but now they were a glowing frosty white with a slight unnatural blue tint. Her hair was still its usual gold color, but looked rather stark against her dead white skin. Her lips were pale blue and around her eyes was dark. She slowly felt her senses returning to her, but she was weak. She needed sustenance. On the floor she spied the body Malganis had vacated and she got up from the bed, shambling weakly over to it before falling to her knees and lowering her head to devour the dead man’s flesh.
           Arthas was awakened an hour later to the sound of a sick crunching noise near the door. He bolted awake and looked in horror as his precious Jaina, his beautiful lover, was awake and cannibalizing a fallen recruit. He let out a small, strangled cry of fright, not wishing to alert attention, though. Then they’d know what had happened…no…they couldn’t know…they’d get the wrong idea, they’d think he was insane.
         Jaina turned away from her meal, looking up at Arthas with those black ghost lit eyes and she curled back her lips in a snarl as she pounced on top of him, straddling him and leaning down to growl directly in his face, a string of reddened saliva dripping down onto his face.
          Quickly, Arthas grabbed a letter opener off the bedside table and jammed it into Jaina’s chest, right where her heart ought to be. This couldn’t be happening, it just couldn’t! His sweet Jaina could never do something like this!
           Jaina did not get up or even express discomfort, merely looked down at the letter opener, raised an eyebrow and reached down to yank it out. Noticing the look on Arthas’ face as she did, a cool smirk crossed her face. “I hate resorting to violence, my love, but….I’m afraid I owe you this.” Jaina whispered coldly, aiming to stab Arthas through the forehead. He was quicker, though, swiftly shoving her off of him. Jaina hissed in anger and threw the letter opener at him dead on, if Arthas had not been able to slam the door and run down the hall as quickly as he had, he’d have been dead.
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