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Edits as of 05/2016

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Chap has some dom/sub lessons/play/realization of wants.

Onward!

Chapter Thirty: Testing Waters.

*-*/-Katrina POV-**-*

Alma and I started our scouting run around Vasserbunde city a few days later in order to get an idea of what would need to be done. It was an easy enough matter to sneak us across the bridge using my unique Gift. The city itself was tucked against cliff walls and that was where things got complicated. Like Steinchencroe, the city had new fortifications that had been built up over the long years. The bridges on either side of the city led to gated walls that protected the city where the cliffs natural protections ended. Said gates were heavily guarded both with Sarafan armored guards and those with regular arms. We had to sneak in during one of the changes of the guard and we kept close to the shadows in order to keep my own shadow from being seen.

Alma kept a firm grip on my belt as we moved through the city. I had to pause at one point to reach out and turn her head to look at what I had suddenly noticed. The gated walls were well built and had wide platforms for the guards to walk on and there looked to be several small, maybe fifteen feet in height, trebuchets spaced out along the wall. Around a dozen all told from what I could tell. One of the guards shifted a trebuchet using a gear and lever platform to test mobility as we watched. The revealed angle of the contraption sent a thrill of alarm down my spine.

~Strange,~ she Whispered to me softly as she watched the male guard. ~Those are aimed oddly. They are neither aimed at the bridges nor the river itself...~

~The sky. The trebuchets are aimed at the sky,~ I Whispered back. ~Look at the raised angle. They must know how to watch for Janos and I.~

~Indeed, you will likely as not be grounded during this battle,~ she said grimly. ~Your abilities have proved useful indeed during previous battles.~

~I see no way to easily take them out from here either. Sabotage does not seem to be an option,~ I cursed softly and then continued on.

The first thing that we needed to check on was the city path that led North to Coorhagen. We needed to know if the gates there were as heavily guarded or if the guard there had gotten lax. Thankfully the Northern path indeed had a lax guard force. The guard force at the Northern gate was more of a token force then anything else and would be taken with minimal effort on the part of our troops. I smiled grimly at the sight, satisfied with our findings, and we turned away to start for the slums of the city. It was here that we would find our city contact. I needed to find out if we could set up a viable underground railroad before we made our main attack. My grin faded to a grim frown as I realized that the forces of the city seemed to be far too on guard. Even at a glance I could see that a railroad might not work here, the guards would surely notice a large number of people disappearing.

We waited patiently in the darkness of an alleyway for our contact to show. A small urchin approached our location and, after he had carefully checked to be sure that he hadn't been followed, he pulled out a glass marble and set it onto the barrel that he had stopped next to. Glass marbles were a rare child's toy that was normally only found amongst noble children. Alma used the marble as a way to tell who she had chosen as her contact.

~Keep your Gift up deary,~ Alma said. She let go of my belt a moment later and approached the startled boy.

I stayed silent and hidden as I watched the pair talk quietly. The boy's overall report was grim. Many of those within the slums were quite eager to be free of the forces that had invaded their city years ago but there would be no swift escape in the middle of the night for anyone in Vasserbunde. The Sarafan within the city had found out about my railroads. They had captured, tortured and then killed a Night Lady who had had the means to read and write. The woman had been the sister of one of the other Night Ladies within Provance. Said sister had sent her a letter that spoke of the safety to be found under the vampires rule. That letter had been located by the guards before she could safely burn it. Hell, the poor woman had barely had the chance to read the letter before the men had descended upon her.

"Blast and damnation," Alma cursed softly as the boy finished speaking. "Will you, the other urchins and Night Ladies be able to safely hide when the fighting starts?"

"We can do better then tha' m'lady," the urchin said as he puffed up his chest in youthful bravado. A small smile came to my lips at his antics. "We urchin's go unnoticed 'lot of the time. If'n ye give us a signal, then we can make sure tha' the guards armors are loose and hinder their movements. Mama Giselle also says to tell ye that the Night Ladies can makes sure tha' their regulars sleeps 'lot longer then wha' they should after a tumble. Couple of the nobles ain't too happy 'bout their homes bein' taken over as barracks neither. They would be able to fight from within the city, not t' mention the bruisers that do their best to protect the Ladies. We can all fight!"

~Katrina deary, would you relay all of this to Kain while I question the boy further?~ Alma asked over the Whisper. ~With your Mark, you are the only one of us that can communicate with him at such a distance.~

~I'm on it,~ I reached out mentally for Kain in a faux-cheerful voice. ~Kain? I've got a game of good news, bad news with Vasserbunde.~

~The bad news?~ he asked with a mental snort of amusement at my attempt at humor.

~An underground railroad is not going to work here...~ I started to explain the bad news of the situation to him regarding the poor woman who had been caught. He let out a mental hum of noise as I finished explaining just what had happened. ~That's not the only thing. They also have several small trebuchets aimed at the sky. Janos and I will not be able to provide assistance from the air while those remain functional. We will need to figure out a way to disable them swiftly during the fighting if you want the pair of us to assist from the air.~

~Indeed,~ Kain let out a mental grumble. ~And the good news my Little One?~

~Thanks to the Railroads, the Urchins, Night Ladies, the Bruisers who protect the Night Ladies and those Nobles forced onto the streets when their homes were taken over are all ready to help cause trouble from within the city,~ I Whispered to him with a mental smirk. I explained what the Urchins and Night Ladies had planned. ~Lot of people here are ready to make their stand at your order as they have heard from others that things will be better for them under vampire rule.~

~You are being smug my Katrina,~ he growled softly in my head both in warning and in amusement.

~Can't help it,~ I responded with a mental shrug. ~The fact that this is working as well as it has been is something that makes me... feel proud. I know that there will probably be hiccups here and there, but if the humans live healthier lives under vampiric rule then it will be easier to keep them... docile... like you want. The shear lack of proper hygiene and sanitation here still makes me cringe sometimes.~

~You've made that abundantly clear in your endeavors to aid the humans in the Cabal,~ Kain said with amusement.

~Can't say it's not working,~ I said with a smile. ~How many times this past year have the humans that I have tended and taught actually gotten sick? Hmm?~

~Once in the past year instead of once every few months,~ he responded. I could picture him shaking his head. ~Why must...?

~Ah, just a sec...? Alma needs something,~ I said to him.

I focused once more on my companion. He grumbled at the back of my mind in annoyance at the interruption but allowed it. Alma patted the boy on the head and then pocketed the marble but she did not walk back over to my side right away.

~Have you told Kain?~ she asked in a soft mental voice. ~I need to know what to tell the boy.~

~Yes, I've told him. Give me another moment to get his decision,~ I responded. I reached back out to brush my mind against Kain's. ~So is this a go? Shall we use the humans within the city to cause havoc during our attack?~

~Yes. The more distractions caused the better,~ he responded. ~The havoc caused by their actions will only aid us in taking the city.~

~Got it,~ I focused my mind once more on Alma's. ~He said to let the humans help from within.~

~Very well,~ she responded.

She gave the boy instructions on what to tell the others and the boy nodded his understanding. Still the urchin did not leave right away. We both frowned at the boy as he toed the ground with his worn, too big shoes that had to have been either discarded or stolen from a Noble.

"Ah.. um... m'lady, a last thing? T' help?" he said softly.

"What is it child?" Alma asked in a soft tone.

"Is just... well there are stories goin' around, 'bout the vampire Lord's captured Angel, who's not really captured or bound or nothin', see? But... well Mama Giselle said to warn ya's if I saw her, but is just ye here. Can ya let the Angel know that she needs ta stay away?" the boy looked over his shoulder and then pointed at the gate near the South of the city. "The guards, they's been talkin' 'bout the Angel the ways they talks about the Night Ladies they's always hurtin'. They's got nets to catch her and makes her weak. Mama Giselle said that we's needs to stop that from happenin' and to warn the Angel away since she's been doin' such to help. Mama Giselle also said to tell the Angel thank ye for gettin' her daughter, Lorelle, outta Steinchencroe and makin' her a personal maid in their large mansion. She said that the Angel and her Lord can always count on us Urchins and Night Ladies here t' help if'n we can. Jus' give us the word."

"This Lorelle," Alma started slowly as she tilted her head in thought. "Pretty little thing with short hair just below her ears and bright blue eyes?"

"Aye m'lady!" the urchin smiled up at Alma. "She's doin' well then?"

"She is indeed," Alma smiled. I fought down the blush even though it could not be seen what with me hidden from sight the way I was. "She has helped our Lady much already. Now, keep an eye out lad. We will leave the marble here an hour before dusk the night we attack."

"Got it m'lady! I'll be off now!" The Urchin darted off down the road.

Alma walked back over toward where I still was and reached out with her hand. I took her hand in mine and she disappeared from sight as I wrapped my Gift around her. Her mind brushed over mine in a light touch.

~Let us get back to our new Sanctuary,~ she Whispered to me.

I hummed in mental agreement and we slipped out of the city through the route to the North in order to make sure the path that our army would take was clear. There was a hidden path up the cliff wall just next to the dead end path that led South-West. Alma agreed with me that this would be the best path for the men to take. We followed the path and cleared it of a large nest of spiders. We then made a beeline around the forest back toward the River of Tears. We had one last place to scout; along the river where the distance between the banks was shortest. The point that we would use to get out men across. I did not take to the skies, as it was a new moon night and my shadow would be lost in the darkness even to a vampires eyes if I flew too high. As it was, we ran through the woods freely. I had dropped my Gift shortly after we had cleared out the nest of spiders as we no longer needed to move with stealth. We came to a brief halt at the river and we shared a satisfied look at our findings.

We would not have to fight with the perils of a rope bridge as the riverbank on both sides was even enough for that we would be able to build a quickly crafted wooden bridge using the tall trees in the area. This would make getting our troops across the river that much easier a process. I grabbed Alma around the waist and took flight long enough to get us across the river. I then set her on the ground and checked some of the trees in the area. Each looked to be healthy, strong and they would made a good and sturdy bridge. I nodded my head again. We made the remaining trip back to Steinchencroe in silence and just enjoyed the run, each of us satisfied, for the most part, with our findings. Once back at the walled city I used a quick Aura Pulse in order to get a sense of where Kain and the others were. They were in the main library/war room. We made our way up the stairs to meet up with them so that we could make our report.

We entered the room quietly, as Kain had just started to issue orders to four of the captains who currently led his troops. My wings twitched and ruffled at my back before I settled them against my shoulders. I'd only seen each of these men at a distance up until now and I had yet to meet them directly in the time that I had been here. Two of them gave a small bow of their heads in my direction when they saw me, one remained indifferent and the last outright sneered at me. I ignored the sneer, unsure of the cause of the males animosity. Alma and I walked over to Kain's side and we waited for him to acknowledge us. I made our report when he made an idle gesture in my direction. My verbal report was more to the benefit of the others than anything else, as I had already relayed much of our findings directly to Kain via Whisper. The one new bit of information was the ease that we would have in building a bridge to cross the river. Kain nodded his head once I had finished and he tapped at the map idly with one claw.

"The trebuchets will inhibit our aerial support until they have been disabled. We will need to target and destroy them swiftly. In the interim, Janos," Kain pointed to the patch of land near the Southwestern bridge after the blue-skinned Eldar had given Kain his full attention. "I want you to set up your healer's tent here once the bridge is built. Avoid being seen at all if you can help it. Stefon, I want your troops to be stationed widely at the area before this bridge. Keep them spaced out and give the appearance of a larger force. Your task is to get any wounded to Janos and the healers if it becomes necessary and to act as their guard force."

"As you will, Lord Kain," the blonde vampire said as he put his fist to his chest. He was one of the pair that had given me a small bow.

"Leon and Emrys, you two will be with me as we circle around with the bulk of our forces to attack from the North," Kain commanded as he indicated the path that they were to take.

The two red-headed vampires both bowed their heads to Kain. One of them had bowed his head to me and the other was the one who had remained indifferent to my presence. They looked to be brothers in truth before their turning and the few, subtle differences in facial structure had me wondering whether or not they might be twins.

"As you will, my Lord," they said together.

I tilted my head slightly as they spoke. Even their voices were almost, almost, the same pitch and frequency.

"Cillian, Katrina and Alma," Kain tapped the map at the Southern bridge and I turned my attention back to him in full. "The three of you will head the decoy troops here at the Southern bridge. Katrina, after you and Alma leave the signal for those within the city, I want you to fly a few brief passes above the city. Make sure that you can be seen so that you catch the attention of those within. I want you to judge the range of these nets of theirs, but be ready to fall back in an instant. Once you have the range of their nets either land and remain just out of reach or if need be, make another pass or two to taunt them. Their focus should remain on you after such taunting and leave them further open to the attacks that will occur both from within the city and from the North. If all goes well this, we may even push through to claim Coorhagen this very night."

"Understood," I responded.

I looked over the map again and smiled at the precise planning. Kain was right, if everything went smoothly we would indeed be able to take his home city tonight or at least within the next few days. The cities were close enough together for such a feat to be possible. Cillian, the vampire that had sneered at me when I had entered the room, suddenly scoffed and I looked up at him with a surprised blink.

"So I am to watch over your pet and her handler, Lord Kain?" he growled out angrily as his angry gaze met my own and his Aura flared. "Fitting I suppose that she should act as a distraction. She is better for little else."

Everyone in the room went still and I gave a low, sub-harmonic growl as my own Aura flared in response to the challenging press of Cillian's Aura. Kain hadn't raised his head from looking at the map but I could sense the anger as it began to radiate from him. He looked at me out of the corner of his eye but otherwise did not move to say anything. There was something in his gaze that was calculating, waiting. I briefly felt Alma's mind brush against my own as I felt my temper and Aura flare while I wondered if I needed to keep my cool or not.

~He is challenging you and your place here, my dear,~ her voice growled. ~Do not let it stand. This is a time to give in to the call of your instincts, not hold them back.~

Follow my instincts, eh? I thought

I narrowed my eyes on Cillian at that point and then let my wings flare out wide, along with my Aura. I wrapped my Gift and wings around myself lightning fast. Instead of leaping over the table as he seemed to expect, I ducked silently under the tall table. I then grabbed his leg to yank him off his feet. His Aura flashed in rage as he flickered out and then rapidly back into sight as I let him go. He lashed out with his claws toward his leg as he fell, aiming at where my hand had been but I had already ducked to the side in expectation of such an attack.

I then reached out and grabbed a handful of his hair in my hand. I used the leverage to bash his temple hard enough against the stone floor in order to daze him. It was a blow that would have killed a human instantly. As he had flashed out of sight twice now, everyone had backed away to make room for the ensuing scuffle. Everyone except for Kain that is. The silver-haired male simply straightened and crossed his arms as he watched. I let go of Cillian and then jumped back a few feet. I let my Gift drop and I became visible to the room once more. He raised a hand to his now heavily bleeding temple and he rolled unsteadily to brace himself on hand and knees as he shook his head.

"I am no one's pet," I hissed out. Another sub-harmonic growl began to rumble in my chest.

Cillian snarled and slashed his hand downward. A flood of magic filled the room and put out all of the torches with a burst of wind. I wrapped my Gift around myself and jumped to the side just as things went dark. I felt the breeze of wind as I just barely dodged a blow meant to open my side. My eyes worked swiftly to adjust to the new lighting, or rather the lack there-of. With it being a new-moon night, the starlight that filtered through the open windows was barely enough for even a vampire to see by.

I heard Cillian shift about and could just make out the outline of his head. I watched as he tilted his head to listen and he sniffed at the air. I laughed to myself, though he nor the others could hear me wrapped as I was in my Gift. He had thought my ability would only remove me from sight, but it also cut off the sounds that I made as well as my scent. I leashed my Aura fully so that he would not be able to pinpoint my location that way. I then stood and slowly began stalk my way behind him whilst staying in the deeper shadows of the room.

Cillian had shifted his stance and the dark outline of his form showed that he was falling into what had to be a long familiar battle-stance for him. Alma and her Sister Bride's had been teaching me how to fight via stealth as I seemed more suited to those kind of tactics given my Gift. Kain and Vorador had been teaching me how to survive a long fight with those that might be more suited for brute strength and could defend against a stealthy vampire. Lastly, Janos had taken over teaching me about aerial battles and how to avoid arrows and nets.

I knew by all of those lessons that a stealth blow to incapacitate would be best to end this swiftly and avoid a drawn out fight that I might well loose.

"Show yourself bitch! Or are you too much of a coward to fight me?" Cillian growled and his Aura flared again in challenge.

I kept my Aura completly suppressed rather then let it react to his challenge. I did not want to give away my position directly behind him. I lunged forward when he shifted to look around and jabbed two clawed fingers into the base of his neck in order to sever the connection between brain and body. It would have paralyzed a human for the rest of their days without magical intervention. On a vampire, the wound would heal within minutes if said vampire had both fed well prior to the injury and if the wound was left to heal unmolested.

As it was my instincts demanded that further be done. I flared my Aura to fill the room as I caught his falling form with my free arm. I lunged in lightning fast to rip the left side of his throat wide open with my fangs. I dropped my Gift at the same time and I listened with a sense of dark satisfaction as he let out a pained roar that echoed loudly within the room. His Aura flickered against mine briefly, weakly. I spat out the large chunk of flesh that I had torn free and then pushed as hard as I could with my Aura. I flared my wings and snarled waringly in his ear.

Light again filled the room as Vorador used his magic to re-light the torches and braziers in the room. I had to suppress a hiss of annoyance and I blinked my eyes rapidly to adjust them to the sudden brightness. My claws curled in Cillian's neck and the twitch of my claws caused his body to give a spasmodic series of uncontrolled jerks. Cillian again tried to flare his Aura against mine despite his injury. I noticed that we were right next to the wall. I twisted our forms around so that I could bash his temple against the stonework with a wet sounding 'Thwack' of noise and I flared my Aura once more in a demanding call for him to submit. I felt his own Aura give a pained and stuttering pulse of sullen submission as it flickered out. I looked over his battered form and watched as his neck started to heal along the edges of the gaping wound that I'd left. It suddenly felt as if my instincts were some great winged beast that had tilted its' head at the sight of that slowly healing wound.

I somehow just knew that I could do something more to him at this point. I had been the victorious party in our fight, but... I was unsure of what that nebulous 'something' might be. My instincts caused me to let out an almost bored rumble of noise at the thought of dealing with him any further though, outside of making sure he continued to mind his place of course. I abruptly shoved him away from me. His form slumped in a paralyzed heap against the ground.

I walked back over toward the others as I tried to work out the odd sense of disgust that I was feeling. I flicked my claws clean and then pulled a cloth from one of my cargo-pants pockets in order to wipe the rest of the blood away from both my claws and mouth. I did not want to taste any more of his blood then what I had already. I eyed the blood soaked silk cloth and let out another bored rumble of noise. I tossed the now ruined cloth into one of the braziers before I walked back over to stand at Kain's side. The other Captain's, as well as Vorador, Alma and Janos, kept a strange, respectful silence as I came to a halt next to Kain.

Kain raised a brow at me and looked me over with a critical seeming eye. A dark and pleased look flashed in his eyes briefly when I met his gaze. He then shifted his stance to where his hands were braced once more against the table. He looked toward his fallen captain and his expression darkened.

"You have the right to do far worse to him for such an insult, my Katrina. Especially after putting him in his place so swiftly," he said in a low and angry rumble of sound as he glared at Cillian's form.

Kain's own Aura gave a small, warning pulse in the fallen vampire's direction when it sounded like Cillian had tried to make a move to stand. Cillian seemed to wisely remain where he was on the ground from the sound of it. I flicked my braid back over my shoulder and turned to idly preen the inner feathers of my left wing.

"Not particularly interested in wasting any further time on him," I responded in a calm and cold tone of voice.

~Do realize deary that you can do as you please with Cillian for his actions in challenging you the way that he did,~ Alma Whispered to me in an instructing tone and she moved up to stand beside me once more. ~You are his Lady as much as Kain is his Lord. You could issue a public punishment or have him submit to your will in any way that you wished. Even Kain would not be upset with you if you decided to sate your desires upon your vassals flesh. Though Kain is your Lord and as such he might well demand the right to watch if you chose to do such a thing to your vassal.~

I raised my head in order to look at her with a small frown. Part of me, the human part, was disgusted at the suggestion that I... well, 'sate my desires upon my vassals flesh' was just another way of saying that I had won the right to rape Cillian, to beat him or even to torture him if I wanted to. Sometimes vampiric cultural norms just seemed way off to me but... at the same time the Vampiric part of me knew that she spoke the truth. I had indeed won the animalistic right to prove my dominance, even if it meant carving said dominance into his flesh or taking my pleasure of him.

However...

My instincts still rumbled strongly at the back of my mind. I reached out mentally to prod at them as I glanced at Cillian's now deathly still form. At that moment, more then anything else, I just simply did not wish to look at him. His eyes were averted from mine, which pleased me, and I noticed a fine tremble wrack his body. He was afraid, of me more then anything else it seemed, and he was not happy about it by the bitter tang of his scent. Again my mind seemed flooded with the mental image of some large winged beast tilting its' head.

As I looked him over I felt a strong sense of boredom settle over me. Beneath that was a sense of disgust at the thought of dominating him in as Alma had suggested. I turned to look at Kain rather then look back at Alma. I tilted my head at him as I thought about the situation at hand. The rest of those in the room continued to maintain that odd, respectful silence as they watched us. Stefon, Leon and Emrys eyed their follow captain warily. Whatever else happened in the future, it was plain to see in their eyes that Cillian had lost some of their respect due to his foolish challenge.

~I... am not interested in 'taking a pound of flesh' from him,~ I Whispered finally to Kain.

~You have every right to issue his punishment, my Dear Katrina. He is my servant and thus he is yours as well. Your vampiric instincts truly have no interest in doing such a thing to him?~ Kain asked me with a tilt of his own head and he narrowed his eyes upon me. He reached out to settle his hand upon my hip and his fingers tightened in a firm grip that made me shiver. ~I know that you would not torture him nor damage him outside of a fight, what with all you have been through, but he must submit to your will if you so desire. What do you feel mine own? What do your instincts tell you to do when you think of dominating him? What do you think about making his proud form submit to you? To make him perform for your delectation as punishment for his transgression?~

~Boredom,~ I answered honestly and I let my hand fall to brush briefly against his own. ~I only wanted to defeat him, nothing more. I won and... well... that's that. I am... bored of him now. I know to be mindful of him to make sure that there is no further rebellion but... I do not want to even look at him right now. It is like he is beneath my notice now that the fight is over.~

~Interesting,~ Kain rumbled through my mind with a thoughtful hum and he raised a brow at me. ~I want you to focus on your instincts, my Little One. The desire for victory. The need to hunt and to feed. Battle-lust and battle-rage. All of these can be found within you. But where is your desire to dominate? To control? Focus, as it should be somewhere. It is in your vampiric nature to desire obedience or submission that is willing or otherwise in some fashion.~

~And if it is not?~ I asked hesitantly. ~I am only a half-blood...~

~It is there, my Katrina,~ he purred softly in my mind, a rumble of darksome reassurance. ~It merely depends on the vampire as to where such desire will rear its' head in said vampire's life. I would know where it is for you. Now concentrate mine own, focus upon your instincts.~

I frowned again and then closed my eyes. I focused once more on my vampiric instincts as he had instructed me to. That mental image in my mind shifted about, growled and then rumbled in my mind. It was almost as if that part of me had started to gnaw uselessly upon a large stone. I had no desire to force myself upon an unwilling partner, it did not matter to me that vampiric culture might say otherwise due to my victory. My instincts gave a strong rumble of agreement at that thought and I relaxed slightly. That mental 'stone' cracked suddenly and I saw a small flash, an almost image that would not quite take full shape.

I asked myself; 'Willing partner?' and my instincts seemed to hum a soft and happy note.

Control... even if it was naught but the brief illusion of control...?

That almost image flashed solid through my mind. A number of embarrassing conversations with Alma and her Sister Bride's regarding certain 'toys' that could be used on males, or females, suddenly echoed through my mind. Honestly, you could not be around any two of those women without the conversation devolving to such things at some point. As I had been here for over two years now, I had been privy to a number of conversations that had led to my being teased for my youth and inexperience with such things.

Of those conversations, one in particular stood out the strongest.

It had been a conversation regarding a 'Lady's Favor' and where such an item, such as a silk scarf, could be worn by their champion without anyone realizing it.

The thought of Kain going into battle with a 'Favor' from me wrapped around him to keep him bound, confined... of him being affected by battle lust, which affected many a male body much as true lust did? It seemed a subtle kind of domination play but... oh, how my instincts rumbled and purred at the mere thought of him going into battle with my 'favor' wrapped about him, keeping him confined so.

The mere thought of how he would react once freed from such a binding made me shiver. My hips might well end up bruised for days despite my healing factor if... if... if...

I blinked rapidly as my eyes opened and I let out a soft, hungry sounding hiss of breath. I knew that my scent had to have spiked suddenly with lust at that last thought. I fought down the blush that threatened to stain my cheeks through shear force of will alone, though I knew that I had still flushed a faint pink. I worked quickly in order to keep my face blank considering the additional company in the room and my own unease around the unfamiliar males. I was quick to shake my head at Kain when he tilted his head thoughtfully at me and I Whispered to him rather than speak aloud.

~Thought of something... not here though? I will tell you later... when we are alone. I have... um, I have no idea how you'd react to... yeah...~ my mental voice easily revealed my sudden shyness even as I worked to keep my expression calm.

~Somehow, I do believe that this will be amusing,~ he let out a soft and dark mental chuckle that shivered down my spine and made my wings twitch upwards. ~Let us finish here and then we will adjourn for a few hours before making our own final preparations for the battle ahead.~

Kain turned his attention back to Cillian. He let out a low growl at the vampire that still lay prone and submissive on the ground. The male's wounds had healed over but he had remained placid in the puddle of blood that had grown around him.

"On your feet and get over here," Kain snarled out.

Cillian was swift to obey Kain's command and he circled around the table to approach us with wary steps. He fell easily to one knee before Kain and bared his throat to his Lord. Again I found that I simply did not want to look at Cillian and I felt my lip curl with disgust. I turned my attention back to the map and the markers currently placed around it and instead looked to see what could potentially happen in the battle ahead just as Kain had taught me. Kain's voice was a dark growl at my side and I focused on the conversation without turning my head.

"When this mission is through, you will avail yourself of Vorador's Bride's for the next three months," I blinked and noticed out of the corner of my eye that Cillian actually paled further at Kain's words, which was a feat in and of itself for a vampire suffering blood loss. That was a strange reaction... and an even stranger punishment. "If this mission goes well, and I receive no reports of further insubordinate outbursts from you, then you will be allowed once more to reclaim your post as my Captain. Fail me again or disobey your handlers and you will suffer greatly for your disobedience."

"I hear and obey," Cillian said and he bowed his head low. "I apologize for my transgression My Lord Kain, My Lady Katr-"

"My name does not pass those lips," I hissed at him, cutting him off as my vampiric instincts reared and my Aura flared. I kept up my examination of the map on the table and did not spare a glance in his direction even as I spoke. Instinct took over as I spoke and a part of me felt surprised by the words that escaped my lips. "You have no right to speak it any longer. You will acknowledge me by saying 'My Lady', by averting your fool eyes and by baring your thrice-be-damned throat when you see me. Unless it is mission related, I do not wish to even hear your voice."

Kain let out a dark sound of approval once I had finished speaking. I saw him wave his hand dismissively at Cillian out of the corner of my eye.

"You heard her. Now go and complete your preparations for the battle ahead," Kain growled softly. "Stay out of her way."

Cillian bowed his head a little lower and then stood swiftly in order to flee from the room. As he left, my wings twitched and shuddered and raised from my shoulders, the feathers ruffling and puffing up slightly as a result. I settled them back against my shoulders a moment later. I spared a glance at the three Captains that remained witin the room and raised a questioning brow at them. Each of them bowed their heads respectfully and looked away from my own gaze with a subtle baring of their necks. I relaxed slowly when I realized that no one else was going to issue a challenge. Kain then dismissed them so that they could prepare their troops for the battle ahead. I glanced toward Janos, Vorador and Alma once they were gone and I felt like I could finally relax again now that the other males had left the room.

Janos looked to be relieved at the simple fact that the confrontation was well and truly over, whilst Vorador had a look of dark pride in his eyes as he smirked at me. Alma also had a faint, sultry little smirk on her lips, but then her gaze was on the door, not on me. I raised a brow at her and started to ask her a question when Vorador caught my attention with a wave of his hand. I blinked at him, brow still raised questioningly.

"That was well handled Sister," Vorador said in response to my questioning expression. He let out a dark chuckle.

"It was indeed well handled," Kain said with a dark purr and his hand tightened on my hip. I gasped softly at the increase pressure and looked at him. "You took him down swiftly and efficiently and he is a seasoned warrior with well over a hundred years worth of fighting under his belt. Your lessons are showing fruition."

I felt a burst of pride fill me at his words and my wings rose from my shoulders in a small, mantling display before I could control the action. Kain smirked at the movement of my wings and lightly brushed the back of his hand against the inner part of one wing. With the other males gone, I did not bother to fight the blush this time around and Kain's smirk widened to show a hint of fang.

"And we get a new toy out of the entire mess," Alma said with a dark purr of her own and she turned her gaze from the door to look at Vorador. "I am going to go tell my Sisters the good news. Will you be joining us after the battle is over to assist us with the taming of our newest toy Vorador dear?"

"I do believe that I will. The whelp needs to re-learn his place," Vorador responded.

He then let out a dangerous sounding purr that made me shift slightly closer to Kain before I was even conscious of the fact that I had moved. 'Big Bro' was NOT a happy camper and it showed in his eyes, if not his expression. Kain chuckled softly as the pair left the room. Janos moved to hover nearby as he started to look over me over critically for any sign of injury. I raised a brow at him and gave him a small, reassuring smile.

"Sire, I am fine," I said in a soothing tone to my Chosen Sire. "He did not even manage to land a blow on me."

"Allow me a moment to make sure of that for myself, my Childe," Janos responded in an exasperated tone.

He then tugged me a few steps away from Kain and had me turn this way and that. I rolled my eyes and let out a huff of breath even as Janos continued to check me over for non-existent injuries, to the point of even checking over my wings. Kain shook his head at the Eldar's actions and allowed it for only a few moments before he hooked a clawed finger in my belt and pulled me back to his side. He then flicked his claws at Janos in a gesture that caused the Eldar to let out a soft warning hiss and he flared his wings.

"Enough," Kain said with a grumble. "You do not need to be such a mother-hen. You can clearly see that she took no hurt from the scuffle."

Janos' wings ruffled and then settled a moment later. He let out a soft sigh and he shook his head with a small sile. He then gave my left wing a soft, gentle pat.

"You did well, my Childe," Janos said. "Just be careful in the future."

"I am fine," I responded with another smile. "Now shoo. Go and check on Nikolai before we start out for the battle ahead."

Janos returned my smile before he nodded his head and then turned to leave. Kain gave my belt another, directing tug. He then started out of the room and down the hall. I moved to keep pace with him as we started back up the stairs. Instead of returning directly to our new room as I had expected, he led me to a second room that was next to ours. The room was one of the bathing rooms. Within was a large, ornate stone bath that was waist high. The design was very similar to a Jacuzzi from Gaia, only without all the fancy jets and such and made of stone rather then plastic and wood.

There was a change of clothes both for myself and for Kain laid on a nearby table. I happily noted that the clothes set aside for myself included a new set of cargo-styled pants dyed a dark blue. It took a bit of time for any clothes to be made when one wanted darker clothing, it took multiple steps to get the cloth to such a dark hue. I eyed Kain's clothes and raised a brow when I realized that there was a chest plate amongst the pile. He did not normally where chest armor, seeing the armor meant that he expected the battle ahead of us to be a bit more risky then normal.

A glance into the bath showed that it had already been filled with magically preserved blood and oils. I tilted my head at the sight and raised a brow.

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"They set up a blood bath for us that fast?" I asked in a surprised voice.

"Indeed," Kain purred out in a low tone.

He moved over to my side and began to help me out of my armor. He started first with my vambraces and let them fall to the ground in a heap once the belts were undone. I reached up whilst he worked on undoing the straps of my curiass and stroked my fingers through his hair for a few moments, just luxuriating in the feel of the silken strands. After those few moments of indulgence, I moved my hand down in order to work on undoing the straps of his own vambraces. I let those fall to the ground and then started on the straps of his low-to-the-shoulder leather pauldrons. Once my curiass was removed and set aside, he started to remove my top. He refrained from tearing my top to bits this time and undid the hooking clasps properly. My wings twitched with my pleasure as he did so, as I did not like loosing my clothing in such a fashion.

It always felt... wasteful, but I knew that he enjoyed the forcefulness of it when he bared my body in such a way. There was always a level of controlled wildness in such movements and it always sent a small thrill down my spine.

I dropped down to one knee to start undoing the belt straps of the cuisses on his thighs. Once undone, I set those aside before then starting in on the belts of his greaves. His claws brushed lightly over my head and he carefully tugged my braid up so that he could undo the leather thong that held the thick strands in place. His fingers then deftly undid the braid and pulled free the strips of poison-spiked leather. He took a moment to comb his claws through my hair as I finished working on his greaves. I let out a soft, sighing purr at the gentle touch and leaned into his hand once the last bit of his armor had been removed. His touch always felt good and right, even when I knelt before him like this. His hand gave a small tug at my hair and I stood smoothly. His lips brushed against my own in a light, nipping kiss. We then pulled away from each other long enough to divest ourselves of our pants. Thankfully my style of leg-wear made it easy to get my pants off without needing to remove my boots, but that also meant that I still had to sit down to undo the buckles that held my greaves in place and then remove my boots.

I caught him watching me as I tugged the boots off and exposed my legs. I flushed under his intense stare upon my legs, though I did not look away from him when his eyes met my own. He smiled, a dark and lazy, leonine grin, before he slipped into the warm, red fluid. I slipped into the bath a few moments later and dunked myself under the warm fluid for a brief moment in order to enjoy the soothing heat. I popped back up with a contented sound a few minutes later. The blood baths always smelled and tasted of the coppery sweetness of blood, coconut oil, an oil that always reminded me of pineapples but did not quite smell or taste exactly the same. That particular oil caused the fluid to have a cleansing, acidic tingle against the skin. Lastly, there was just a hint of lavender underneath it all to help sooth and calm one's nerves. I stayed low in the fluid and let it tickle at my chin as I stretched my wings out in that warm fluid. I just wanted to luxuriate in the pleasant warmth for a little while.

I felt the fluid in front of me shift and ripple. I wiped fluid near my eyes away with my thumb and then blinked them open. Kain now stood in front of me with a dark, hungry look in his eyes. I licked my lips and I found myself tracking droplets of blood as they left pink-red trails over the pale skin of his chest. I straightened so that I was standing and reached out to trace one such track left by the blood near his neck. He soft rumble escaped him at my touch. He then leaned in close and licked along my cheek to clean away some of the bloody fluid that coated my own skin in a thin layer. He tongue trailed along my jawline and over my ear briefly before he shifted to place a light kiss on the skin where his Mark lay hidden. That light brush of lips against his Mark sent a thrill of pleasure shooting down my spine and I let out a low moan of sound. His voice was a low rumble in my ear when he finally spoke.

"Now, what did you suddenly think of that had you so nervous about how I might or might not react my Little One?" he asked as he reached up to again comb his claws through my hair.

"I..." I stopped.

My words failed me as I fought down a blush. I tried to nuzzle against his neck in an effort to distract him. His grip tightened firmly in my hair as he forced my head away from his throat. I let out a soft hiss at the firm grip but did not fight him. I then let out a nervous sounding sigh since my attempt to distract him had failed. I squirmed a bit and his grip in my hair eased up.

"Tell me," he commanded in a soft, yet firm tone.

"Um... 'F-favors'," I managed say softly.

I shifted nervously against him and stared at his toned chest. His left arm wrapped around my waist and held me in place even as my wings twitched with my agitation. I frowned when I realized that he was making sure that I could not bolt.

"Mm?" he rumbled soothingly.

He then flicked his tongue out to trail along the shell of my ear. I shivered at the cold-warm trail his tongue made, a small counterpoint to the warmth around us. I just could not quite force things into words however, so I opted to reach out with my right hand to cup his partially hardened length in my grasp. I let out another soft hiss when his hand tightened once more in my hair. He most likely thought that my action was another attempt to distract him. Instead of backing off like I had with my attempted nuzzling, I pushed my hand more firmly against that half-hard rod. I then shifted my fingers around so that I could encircle his testes as well. I now held as much of him as I could cupped within my hand. A low, warning growl escaped him and he used his grip upon my hair to pull my head back. The action both forced me to look at him and bare my throat to him.

"Katrina," he growled warningly.

I couldn't help the faint, keening meep that escaped me at the warning growl he'd made. It did not help that he had only used my name without the little endearments of either 'my' or 'dear'. It was a verbal sign that he was upset with me. I gulped and repeated the one word that I had managed to get out regarding my... desire... but I did not release him.

"'Favor'," I murmured shyly.

I tightened my grip just a little and I was careful to be mindful of my claws. His flesh twitched within my grasp and he hardened further still. I managed to force a few more words out even as I rubbed the palm of my hand against that thick rod a little more firmly.

"Um... Worn... here...?" I asked.

I swallowed nervously when he tilted his head. A part of me wanted to look away, but my instincts reared in my head and I could not seem to look away from his eyes. I spread my wings out and moved them forward in order to wrap them around him in a small effort to bring him closer to me. The bend of my wings came to rest tentatively against his shoulders and then shifted to wrap around him a little more firmly when he did not move to push them away. I shivered as my wings curled over the planes of his back and the inner feathers brushed against his bare skin. I kept my gaze locked on his own and I knew my eyes had started to show a tinge of white.

His shaft twitched again in my hand, hardening further still. I shifted my grip just enough to keep his now near-to-fully-hard length pinned down and I bit my lower lip lightly to contain the soft moan that wanted to escape me at the sensation of him pinned so within my grasp. It was a thrilling sensation to hold his length pinned so. His own eyes flashed white for a brief moment and he let go of my hair. He reached up to brush the claws of his hand lightly over the edge of the wing that rested upon his right shoulder. He abruptly let out a dark chuckle and then leaned in close in order to lick and nip at my lower lip.

"I believe I now understand what it is you desire. You want this," he purred in a low voice against my lips even as he pushed that thickened rod of flesh harder against my hand, "confined? Bound?"

I nodded my head shyly, yet I still did not break my gaze from his own. My instincts fairly screamed at me to keep meeting his gaze. My hand tightened reflexively around his length, just a small increase of pressure, and I started to rub the pads of my fingers firmly against his sac. A rumbling purr began to thrum through the air and his lips curled into a satisfied smirk.

"Hmm," his claws started to trail through my feathers in a grooming touch and I shivered as my eyes fell half shut. "Now?"

"Before..." I breathed out slowly. A shuddering, purring sigh escaped me as that touch moved to brush over the inner bend of my wing. "Before we leave for battle."

His hand tightened around my waist and he again twitched within my grasp. I shifted my other hand down so that I could cup him more easily in both of my hands. I squeezed again, gently and the action made him grunt softly and thrust against my grip. He chuckled as he again leaned in to nip my lower lip and this time the nip drew a small amount of blood. He was quick to lick away the blood and I shivered. My wings twitched and drew tighter around him, pulling him just that little bit closer. He pulled back from my lips with a purr.

"You like the subtle domination plays then," he tilted his head and slid his hand away from my wing to trail his claws lightly down the planes of my stomach. "It makes you slick, does it my Little One? To imagine me bound so as I fight? As I am affected by battle-lust whilst bringing low our foes?"

I let out a low groan and his hand dipped lower. The pads of his fingertips passed teasingly light over my folds. I nodded my head, a little rapidly, as I watched him through half-lidded eyes.

"You do realize just what would happen once the battle is won?" he purred in a low, dark tone as he pushed that hard length against my hands. "How I would make you wail and shriek your pleasure to the skies in retribution for keeping me so confined?"

"Yes," I hissed out.

I shuddered at the thought and I had to pull my hands away lest I squeeze him too tightly without meaning to. I reached up to thread my hands in his white hair and pressed up along the front of his body in order to kiss him. That hard rod twitched against my stomach and I arched against him with a soft whimper that was muffled by the kiss. His hand moved away from my folds so that he could wrap both of his arms tight around my waist.

~So eager at the mere thought, my Little One,~ he Whispered with a tone of amusement in my mind even as he returned the kiss with a bruising strength. His tongue dove demandingly into my mouth to push and stroke over my own. His arms tightened further still around my waist and his claws trailed scratching lines up and down my sides. ~Perhaps I should demand something of you in return?~

I pulled back from the kiss with a small gasp as he left a sharper trail that drew blood and I blinked at him with lust clouded sight. I shifted my wings around him, tried to pull him closer still even with my arms around his neck. My fingers threaded tight in his hair and my body pressed along the length of his as I ground against him.

"What... what would you demand?" I asked in a tone that was both hesitant and excited.

He chuckled and there was a small flash of magic when he shifted his right hand away from my back. He shrugged his right shoulder to push at my left wing and I pulled said wing back to my side. He raised his hand to show me what he had pulled out of his magical storage space. It was a pair of dark blue-tinted metal balls. Each was about an inch in diameter and had an intricate stylisation of his mark carved in red. He held his hand a touch closer and I reached to take one of the balls with a bit of confusion. The ball seemed to shudder when I grabbed it and I heard a small tinkling sound when I turned it over in my fingers. It was hollow with what sounded like a smaller ball within it. I looked up at him with a raised brow and he let out a low laugh as he closed his hand around the ball. He then shifted said hand under the red fluid that surrounded us.

"These are kegel balls," he purred. I let out a surprised sound when I felt the cold metal orb push against my entrance and I squirmed slightly. His other hand tightened on my waist and prevented me from pulling back. "I commissioned these with the intent to use them on you at some point. I had not expected the chance to arise so soon, not with how amusingly shy you can be."

I let out a disgruntled hiss that turned into a sharp gasp when that cold ball of metal was pushed into me. I squirmed as it sank into me and then froze with a low groan when I felt the ball shift about within me as I moved.

"Oh! That..." I blinked rapidly a few times and then squirmed my lower body again tentatively. Again the ball shifted with my movement. "That's... different."

"Uncomfortable?" he asked softly. There was a serious note in his tone and he watched me critically for any signs of discomfort.

"No, just..." I shook my head and wrapped my left wing back over his shoulder. "Different."

"You will need tighter pants to wear," he purred darkly.

He slid a finger inside me in order to shift the ball around. I twitched and squirmed in his grasp at the strange rolling sensation that caused. He pulled his finger from me and grabbed the other ball from my hand. He then pushed it inside me next to the other. I let out a low groan at the double, rolling sensation of movement within.

"We would not want these falling out mid-battle to be lost, now would we?" he smirked and I blushed at his words.

Kain shrugged his shoulders free of my wings and pushed me back a few steps. I twitched at the movement and let out a hissing breath when the balls again shifted within me. A dark grin curled his lips and he reached past me to pick up one of the hair cleansing bottles. He put the bottle in my hands and then moved to sit back. He rested his arms on the lip of the bath and looked at me with a raised brow.

"Tend to me," he rumbled.

I realized that he had no intent to finish anything right now. I couldn't help the faint, frustrated sound that escaped me at the thought. I opened the bottle though and moved over to his side to begin scrubbing the cleansing oils through his hair. Kain let out a satisfied sound whilst I worked at his hair. He idly reached out to trail his claws down my belly and then lower still so that he could again dip his fingers within me. I let out a low moan when he shifted those balls within me with his fingers. My eyes fell shut and my fingers stilled in his hair. My eyes shot back open a moment later when he pulled his hand back and I let out another frustrated hiss.

"Focus, my Dear Katrina," he purred with a smirk. "You cannot let these distract you."

"Damned tease," I growled at him and I resumed my ministrations. He laughed darkly at my words and leaned into my touch.

The door opened a few minutes later and my wings closed about my form on instinct to conceal myself from view. I ducked behind him, glad that I had just finished rinsing his hair clean as I was not comfortable being seen by others in such a state. Kain chuckled at my movement and I glanced over his shoulder to see who had entered. Alma sauntered into the room to lay a set of folded leather pants, a smaller set of leather and metal plate cuisses' and a small wooden box next to the bath.

"Here you are deary. Need to look your fighting best this eve," she purred at me with a wink. She then turned and walked out of the room.

I moved over to the edge of the bath and frowned over the rim at the new pile of items. I then let out a meep when Kain pulled me onto his lap. He started to clean my own hair and then my wings with careful motions that had me sighing in pleasure from the sensual touch within moments. He worked in silence for a time and then spoke once he had finished cleaning my wings.

"Get dressed, my Little One," he purred. "And then open the box."

I nodded my head and moved carefully out of the bath. I touched a small rune as I slipped from the red fluid and the rune acted as a draw point for the fluid that was still on my skin, pulling the excess away. A second rune next to the first would magically cleanse the fluid of impurities once Kain had left the bath. I padded over to where the leather pants had been set and I moved the cuisses to the side in order to pick up the pants. It took a bit of wiggling, and a few points where I had to still myself due to the constant shifting of those balls within me, but I managed to get the dark brown pants on. I frowned at how tight they felt once I had knotted the leather ties and then tugged at the waist of the pants. Kain's hand closed over mine suddenly and I twitched in surprise at the touch. I had not heard him exit the bath.

"They are fine. The leather will relax the longer you wear them until it is a supple weight against your skin," he purred and he ran a hand over my now leather covered rear-end. "The box."

I let out a huff of breath and then picked the bow up. I opened it and blinked at what was within. The box was filled with a number of folded silk scarves. I let out a soft sound as looked over the various colors and designs. I ran fingers against the slick cloth and then shivered when he nuzzled my neck.

"Pick one that suits you," he whispered into my ear with a soft purr.

I looked over the silk scarves and dug through them as I eyed the different colors cristically. I finally settled on a long, thin scarf that was a soft emerald green. It matched my eyes. The faintest smile touched his lips and, after I had set the box aside, he guided my hands in carefully but firmly coiling the silk cloth around his length and sac until he was concealed from sight. It looked like he was wearing a silk athletic cup once done. He let out a hum of approval after I had finished tying the ends together. He smirked, showing a hint of fang as he looked me over. He abruptly turned and moved to put his own clothes on.

"Finish getting dressed and armored Dear Katrina," he said in a low growl. "It is time to hunt."

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