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Realms Converge	By : Candice Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 3562 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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.Don't get to Nosgoth itself til chap 5

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Chapter Forty-four: Speak no Evil...

Thank you for the kind review Strife VII! I am so glad to hear that the story feels like it could be one of the games. One of my main goals has been to keep everyone from the LOK'verse in character as much as possible while also putting them in unique situations. ^.^

-mild glare shot at Kain- There wasn't supposed to be any fun-times in this chap you know...

-Kain just shrugs and flashes a satisfied smirk-

Yeah, yeah...

Same warnings, watch for ** if you want the smexy stuff with somewhat important dialogue mixed in.

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

A full-bodied shudder of disgust ran through me and I turned on my heels to move over to the wide balcony that was connected to the library. I badly needed fresh air after the painfully sharp truth that had just been revealed regarding my first Gift.

I pushed the wide doors open and stalked over to the balcony. I braced my hands on the balcony railing and gripped the wood just hard enough to hear that first satisfying creak of noise the precluded shattering before I stopped applying further pressure. I heard booted feet shift in the room behind me as Lucius started over. He most likely meant to offer some sort of kind word, one half-blood to another, and I mantled my wings in a threat-gesture that ruffled and raised my feathers which made my wings seem larger then what they actually were. I did not wish to hear false platitudes from the younger male. A low, sub-harmonic warning-growl escaped Kain and I clearly heard the sound of booted heels clicking together in response to the noise. Lucius had likely slipped into an instinctive 'attention' stance at the Kain's growl but I refused to look back to find out for certain.

"Leave her be for the nonce," came Kain's low voiced warning.

I was too damned angry as well as nauseous and had to swallow down bile as I glared up at the now unfamiliar star-scape above me even as I continued to ignore the males behind me.

I had long thought that my Gift was either something unique to me or a direct boon of my Father's bloodline. A Gift from a long dead man to his flesh and blood daughter. I had known that Auron had force fed me his own blood over the long years of torture, but I had thought it had only been an occasional thing. To find out that the fiend had fed me enough of his blood over time that I had gained his Gift as my own? That I had not yet gained a Gift of my own and would not for another thirty to forty years? That one of the most valuable tools in my arsenal of skills originated with that monster?

I was on the edge of one of my rages and I knew it as I could feel my Aura fluctuating with small pulses as I worked through my upset. It did not help that I could scent Lucius' growing fear, which only helped fuel my rage to further heights. I would not harm him and I felt that his fear was foolish, but then the younger half-blood did not know me nor my moods, thus he did not know that there was no reason to fear me. I was not one to lash out at an easy target just because I was upset.

Taloned footsteps approached me several minutes later and a soft rumble filled the air as Kain warned me of his impending approach. I twitched my head slightly in his direction and then let go of my grip on the railing as I crossed my arms over my chest, widened my stance slightly and lowered my ruffled wings to rest along the line of my back. I kept my gaze skyward as I glared at the stars above us even as Kain slowly ran his talons through the feathers of my wings with knowing movements as he eased the feathers out of their ruffled state and smoothed them back down into place. The two of us remained silent and I barely twitched under his touch. Reacting how I wanted to, with violence at his unyielding and currently unwanted touch, would not be wise. One; the others were still unknowns and, despite their apparent willingness to help, I did not want show any weakness that might be exploited later beyond what I had already let slip in my anger. Two; if I did knock Kain away, violence would be met with violence and I had no true conscious desire to fight with him at the moment even if my instincts had me chomping at the bit and eager for a quick skirmish with my strong mate. I took a slow breath and let it out as I rolled and then straightened my shoulders. I forced my body to relax as much as I could and tilted my head as I frowned. I had to think of this in a different way. This was... a good thing, finding this out now. The knowledge, while painful, was being revealed in a controlled situation and not at a critical juncture and thus could not be used against me later on in the middle of a combat situation. It would be just like Auron to sit on information like this until just the right... moment...

I blinked and let out a rumbling hum of breath as I realized something. Kain's mind brushed mine a moment later in a questioning touch.

~Something just clicked,~ I Whispered to him.

I turned away from his touch in order to turn and lean against the balcony railing. Kain let his hands fall away from my wings then moved to stand next to the open doorway and crossed his arms over his chest even as he tilted his head at me expectantly.

"We need to operate under the assumption that Auron knows that I have... obtained... his Gift," I said in an even tone.

"There can no longer be any doubt regarding the validity of your claim, not with such a blatant sign as you bearing such a singularly unique Gift," Altair began slowly as he raised his head from his hands. His expression seemed almost haunted. "But why would you want us to assume such a thing in our efforts to bring him to justice?"

"Ah, I understand what you speak of, mine own," Kain blinked and tilted his head as his blue-gold eyes narrowed on me. "You mean to bring up the first time you acted as a scout for me."

"When I went to the Sarafan Keep, yes. Exactly that," I acknowledged with a nod of my head. "The then Sarafan Lord seemed to know exactly where I was standing. We know now that he was using the Path Stone to communicate with Auron here on Gaia. Auron had to have told him what to look for regarding the... shared... Gift between us for the boy to know roughly where I stood at the time."

"How would Auron have known that you had received his Gift though?" Lucius asked. "You said you were successful in your escape. He wouldn't have seen you."

"I was successful, true, but that does not mean that he was not left with a way to gain said information," I said with a tilt of my head and a wave of my hand. "All Auron would have had to do was talk to the guard whose grasp I had slipped from and all she would have had to say was 'I couldn't see her'. He would have then realized that I had gained his Gift after his rage abated."

"I see," Altair said with a frown.

"Makes a fair bit of sense lass," Brice said as he tilted his head.

Silence filled the room for several long moments before Kain spoke.

"Now that there is no longer any doubt to Katrina's words," Kain started in a low tone as he looked over the talons of one hand, "do you know where we might find the Auron we seek?"

"As the King's son mentioned," Lucius started as he shifted nervously in place, "Auron the half-blood is reclusive and hard to contact on a good day. He visits his own Clan only once a century and is normally at one of his hidden estates otherwise."

"'Hidden estates'?" Kain questioned.

"Yes, hidden," Altair's wings twitched and he looked back to me. "Depending on how strongly the Gift develops in you, you may be able to eventually do as he can and place charged runes powered by your magic around buildings to conceal them. Once we arrived here on Gaia, and the need for the restrictions on half-bloods were lifted due to new access to a ready food source, he demanded his privacy most of all. He then worked to build homes in remote places where he could not be easily found. The century visitation with his Clan was merely something agreed upon so that the Kelborne Clan would know that he yet lived as the years progressed."

I blinked at that flood of information. Knowing another Clan name was all well and good but it was the information on how Auron used his Gift that intrigued me the most. I had only recently developed my Gift enough that I no longer had a shadow. To find out that there would be the potential to imbue runes with said power enough to hide entire buildings? A strange thing that, but tactically speaking it had the potential to be useful if I ended up gaining that aspect of the Gift.

"Yet I saw the castle as I fell from the cliff," I said as I tilted my head as I thought back to the day of my escape. "The runes... do they have a bubble effect? And do they have to be charged or would they fail upon death?"

"Aye lass," Brice said with a nod. "Once you're in range of the area of effect you can see the estates, otherwise you'd just see an empty bit of land. Last we knew, Auron had to charge them every decade else they would start to fail. May have changed by now."

"I only know of two main locations that belong to Auron outright, lands and estates gifted to him by his Clan," Altair said thoughtfully. "Yet he is almost never at either location and to visit either area might tip our hand. I do not think attempting to draw him into a public location for capture would be wise either."

"No, perhaps not," Kain frowned at Altair. "It would perhaps also be wise for you to put a leash on your son as well. His aggravation with what Katrina said may lead him to aiding our enemy in his haste to believe the best of the fiend."

"My son can indeed be head strong," Altair said as he narrowed his eyes on Kain. "But he will obey my commands even if I must pound the order into his skull. Do not doubt my ability to control my men. I have been alive far longer then you, Young King, and have survived the loss of my original home world amongst many other horrors. Do not think me weak simply because I have been courteous and genial since our meeting."

"You have been a... gracious... host thus far and perhaps you do have an iron hand when it comes to your men," Kain said as his own eyes narrowed on the Eldar King. "What I question is your ability to separate out the difference between your son and a commander in your armies."

There was a subtle rearing in the Aura's of both men as they started to size each other up. Brice and Lucius both stiffened where they stood, ready to assist their King if called upon and I found myself tensing as well. Altair's accent had thickened a touch when he next spoke.

"And I suppose you can easily do such with Katrina?" a testing, somehow loaded question that.

"Of course I can," Kain growled out with a sneer as his blue-gold eyes narrowed on the Eldar. "Katrina knows well the times when she must face me as her King and General and not as her Lover. She has enough sense in her head that she has only had to face correction at my hands twice over the past four hundred years. Somehow I find myself believing that your own son has disobeyed you far more often then that given his vocal, and public, outburst. At least mine own know to bring issue with any orders or instructions to me in private."

Altair stood at that point, his wings fanning away from his shoulders a few inches. Not quite a threat-gesture, but the potential was there.

"You think it wise to tell me that you have taken a corrective hand to a Daughter of my Clan?" Altair asked in a low voice.

Kain bared his fangs with a warning snarl and I pushed away from the railing with a low growl of my own as I took a few steps toward Altair. Kain had that slightly mad flicker in his eyes that meant he was itching for a fight. Being in unfamiliar surroundings with strange technology and unknown people had been putting us both on edge this entire time but I could tell he was fast reaching his snapping point. This conversation needed to be over before blows could land. This was yet unfamiliar territory and Altair was an unfamiliar Alpha that we did not need to get into a territory fight with. Nor did I wish to be the reason or excuse behind such a dispute.

"Altair," I started in a low voice that drew said male's attention. "Perhaps I need to make this clear, as you and the others seem to keep making the same mistake. The Draconian Clan is my Birth Clan and I will respect that. You were my Father's General, Liege-Lord and King and I will respect that as well."

Altair's focus was now firmly on me, his eyes yet showing a hint of that white glow of power, and I felt more then saw as Kain moved to stand at my side. He placed a possessive hand at the base of my back even as I continued to speak.

"What you are not," I said with a low sub-harmonic warning-rumble of noise whilst I also slashed my hand downwards in a cutting gesture, "is my General, Liege-Lord or King. Your presumptive defense of my person regarding any corrective processes for the Clan I am now a part of is egregious at worst and unproductive at best. I am in no way beholden to you or to any of those within the Draconian Clan."

Altair gave a slow blink and tilted his head as he eyed the pair of us carefully. His eyes narrowed, rounded pupils dilating suddenly to cat-like slits as his wings gave a shivering ruffle of movement before they settled on his shoulders once more.

"Perhaps it would ease my mind, daughter of mine friend," he started in a carefully blank tone that no longer held any accent. His Aura suddenly gave off a more potent and dangerous air then previously felt and I tensed, "if you advised me on the exact reasons this Young King would have had to raise a corrective hand to you."

I narrowed my own eyes on the Eldar in front of me and knew they had flashed white briefly as my Aura gave a warning pulse at his demanding 'request'. I held my silence for several tense moments before I tilted my head and bared one fang even as I allowed a small snarl to escape me.

"You ask questions that have nothing to do with our reasons for being here on Gaia," I said in a low tone that made it clear that I was making an allowance for him. "But if it will cease your overprotective actions, very well. The first incident occurred during a time when our enemies were actively trying to capture me. My haste took me away from the guards assigned to me, guards I had been ordered to stay with for my own protection, and led to my capture. The second was due to a tactical error on my part that cost the lives of nearly a forth of the men under my command at the time, a tactic that might have worked had our enemies not had a hidden force of mages."

The last was said with an internal wince. I had barely managed to turn that particular battle around. The then Sarafan army leader had hidden mages amongst the armies archers, clad in a similar enough garb that my scouts had not taken immediate note of it. I had ordered a pincer attack that would have dealt with the enemy troops easily enough... had it not been for said mages.

"You did not know to watch for such a thing?" Altair questioned thoughtfully.

"The leader of our human enemies had changed, as it oft does given their short lived natures," I tilted my head as I shrugged one shoulder. "Had I had my men scout ahead more in depth, they would have seen that a large number of archers had not been carrying bows. That would have helped me to realize that the new leader was by far more clever then his predecessor. As it was, I did not. I had assumed the same level of competence and thus barely managed to pull off a victory by the skin of my teeth. Yes, the battle was won... but at the cost of more lives lost on our side then we could afford to lose at the time. Would you have allowed my Father to make such a mistake without having him face correction?"

"No," Altair said several long moments later as his Aura calmed and quieted. "I would not have allowed for such a mistake to go without correction, that is true."

I wave my hand in a 'there you have it' gesture and the Eldar nodded his head in acknowledgement. He turned a yet wary look on Kain and I had the distinct sensation that the Eldar would continue to watch our interactions. The Eldar had readily acknowledged the fact that I had trusted Kain enough to allow the white-haired male to Mark me. Though it was a subconscious action at the time and I wasn't about to share that little fact with the Eldar. It was obvious that the Eldar was yet judging Kain's worth as a strong Mate for me and I felt a brief flash of annoyance at his continued presumption.

"I find that there is no longer a need to check on the Path Stone that I hid," Altair said thoughtfully as if the near confrontation had not happened. "I will instead begin to look for potential locations for us to check regarding the castle where Auron held you captive. He may yet be ensconced in the same location, which would make confronting him easier. In the interim, I would not leave the pair of you without allies I can trust at your side. Shall I leave Brice and Lucius with you?"

"Spies to watch over us?" Kain growled out as a sneer crossed his lips.

"No," Altair said with a growl of his own as the pair went back to glaring at each other. "I failed her once, I will not allow such to happen again. Brice has served me for near as long as Calder had before his death and Lucius is both loyal and young enough to help the pair of you acclimate to any unfamiliar technologies. They are both skilled warriors. They would remain, if you wish it, to act as your bodyguards, not as my spies."

I shared a brief look with Kain and felt his mind brush mine.

~The boy would be easily dealt with given his youth if they prove false,~ he Whispered. ~It is the Eldar that we would have to be mindful of. Given his taloned hands, he is a full blood and could have Gifts enough to hinder us.~

~True,~ I responded. ~This would likely be a case of 'friends close, potential enemies closer'. I would rather have them within our sights then watching us from a distance, or do you think it unlikely that Altair would simply have them stay out of sight if we declined?~

~He seems protective enough that he would indeed order such a thing methinks,~ Kain murmured thoughtfully. ~You would also be able to question Brice further concerning your Sire and Dame, as he seems to have known both well enough by the way he speaks of them.~

~There is that,~ I responded with a thoughtful hum and a nod.

We looked back to Altair and Kain gave an idle wave of his hand.

"They may stay," Kain said with an imperious tone.

Altair seemed to visibly relax at our acceptance of the continued presence of the other two males. He then reached into one of the pockets of his robe and pulled out a silver chained necklace. He then held it out in my direction, palm open, and I saw... that it was my Father's necklace. The sword with the triquetra design etched into the hilt.

"This was your father's," Altair said softly. "It is also his Symbol. I would like to return this to you."

"I..."

I looked at Kain and raised a brow at him as I idly scratched at my adorned ear. He did nothing to acknowledge my signaled request and, even as I looked back to the necklace and reached for it with a hesitant air, he sent out a subtle, testing pulse of magic that I could barely sense. Altair's wings, as well as Brice's, twitched faintly with annoyance while Lucius remained clueless to the subtle magics, and minor insult, that Kain had just worked in the room. I took the necklace into my hand as if nothing had happened and my apparent cluelessness as to what had just occurred kept the two Eldar's from reacting any further, just as I had hoped.

"Thank you," I said.

I turned the small sword over in my fingers and looked over the forgotten details of the Symbol. I'd only recalled the sword and the triquetra symbol at the hilt but there looked to be more runes along the blade itself. I looked up at Altair and he offered me a small, pained smile.

"I will take my leave of you for the moment and return when I have a few promising locations," he said. "We will start with areas along the equator. Katrina... even if you do not intend to remain overlong... welcome home Childe."

"...Thank you," I repeated in a softer tone.

He nodded his head to the others before he turned and left via the balcony.

"...Ya need some time to yourself lass?" Brice asked after his King was gone.

"Your exit would be prudent," Kain growled in an aggrieved tone that made Lucius twitch.

"Indeed," I said with an internal wince at his openly upset tone. I moved back to Kain's side within the library proper and out of the cool outside air. "Leave us be."

Lucius all but fled whilst Brice left the room at a much more sedate pace as he moved after the younger vampire, likely to help the boy calm down. Kain let out a frustrated snarl of breath after they were out of hearing range. I reached out with both my hands and my Aura as I moved to rub at Kain's shoulders with a soothing pressure. He rolled his shoulders moments later to push my hands away and a flurry of telekinetic energy flooded the room as the balcony doors and main doors were slammed shut and then the draperies in the room were closed with rough tugs to block any outside eyes from prying.

***Smexy stuff alert!***

He tugged me over to the couch and sat down, pulling me to where I could sit straddled upon his legs. He pulled me close and took a deep, open mouthed breath of my scent before he buried his fangs into my neck over his Mark in order to take several swift swallows of my blood. I bucked, held within his unyielding grasp around my waist and my wings fanned wide as I gasped with the pleasure that bite induced. I knew that he was suffusing himself in the scent and taste of me, the only thing that was yet familiar to him here on my strange home world. I turned my head as much as I was able in order to nibble along the top of his ear whilst I stroked my claws lightly through his silvered mane of hair. I flared my Aura gently, letting it coil around him and brush against him in a metaphysical touch meant to sooth as much as my physical touch was designed to.

A low, satisfied growl escaped him as he suddenly pulled his fangs free and pushed me back to my feet whilst his talons deftly undid the clasps of my leather armor with a delicate swiftness that always seemed out of place given how unwieldy the talons appeared to be. He let the armor fall to the side before he shifted to undo the clasps that held my top in place and I sucked in a sharp breath as the coolness of the rooms air passed over my now bared skin. A low, rumbling purr of noise escaped him as he reached to brush the backs of his talons over my now hardened nipples and I let out a soft, chuckling purr of noise as I reached to run my fingers through his hair again.

"What is going through that head of yours?" I murmured the question to him softly, wondering if he would share his obvious concerns or if he would simply choose to voice his darkly perverted thoughts.

It was always a flip of the coin to see how he would answer whenever I asked about his darksome moods.

Kain let out a thoughtful hum of noise even as he leaned forward to sweep his tongue across my stomach in a slow pass. He followed that up by blowing a cool breath over the wetted skin, which caused me to shiver and my wings to twitch with pleasure. He pulled me back down to sit upon his lap and spoke in a low rumble whilst his hands started a slow, sharp pointed dance across my skin.

"I dislike the amount of unknown factors that face us," he said in a low tone.

His fangs brushed along the skin around one nipple and drew small, swiftly healed cuts that left small lines blood. I let out a moaning hiss of breath as he licked the blood away. I rubbed my hands over his shoulders even as I spoke in a breathy tone.

"I do not much care... nngh!" I could not help but gasp as the tips of his talons trailed along my spine. I swallowed roughly and continued my train of thought. "... much care for the situation either. There are too many variables. At least A-Altair... mmmnnuh... seems to wish to remain in my good graces."

I shuddered and mantled my wings higher when his talons brushed lightly along the base of my wings. Just the slightest increase in pressure would turn those gentle, teasing passes of the tips of his talons into cutting strokes, but that inherent danger was part of the thrill of it all and my pain tolerance had risen over the years to the point where such pains could easily be tolerated when mixed amongst the more pleasant touches. Kain let out a dark chuckle as he turned his head in order to draw his fangs in a cutting line over my throat.

"He does indeed," he purred against my neck as he licked away the drawn blood. "A clever bit of manipulation, mine Little Queen. Had he reacted negatively when you seemed not to have sensed my magics, he would have appeared once more the over-protective Lord of a Childe not under his protection. His desire to make amends for his failure seems genuine."

"Yes," I let out a soft grunt as he tilted me backwards and trailed talon tips of one hand over the planes of my stomach as the other remained a steadying weight at the base of my back. "As long as Altair continues to maintain such a stance we can continue to treat him as... mmnh... an ally. It is not just... ah!... his son that we need be mindful of."

I had to brace myself with my hands on his knees to avoid falling back and angled my wings carefully to try to maintain my balance. The problem was that this angle made plain the top-heavy weight of my wings and I was as equally reliant on Kain's steadying hand on my back as I was my own grip on his knees in order to remain stable.

"True, mine own, very true," he purred low as he looked me over with lust filled eyes that had started to show hints of power. "The female that dared an attempt at near blatant bribery and the others who clearly voiced their denial must needs be watched closely if they approach us. Your tormentor being what amounts to a war hero means that he will have allies that will continue to believe the best of him."

"And that is just counting... eep!" I couldn't help the surprised noise that escaped me as he forced me forward and up so that I had to brace my hands upon the back of the couch lest I go flying over the furniture as he raised me to suddenly be standing, feet spread wide on either side of his legs on the cushions of the couch. I let out a faint laugh as I continued to speak. "... those amongst the Draconian Clan. How many allies could he have spread amongst the Kelbourne Clan and the other two Great Clans? How many he could have amongst any lesser Clans that are out there as well?"

"As long as we can continue to surround ourselves with allies and yet remain watchful for a dagger to the back," Kain rumbled as he caught the ties that held my leather pants bound in his teeth to tug them undone before he continued to speak, "I do believe we can deal with this swiftly. Stealth and timing will be the key to catching your captor."

"Hnnn," I growled faintly in anger. A noise that rapidly turned into a gasp as he both nosed open the leather and tugged my pants down a few inches in order to lay bare the prize he sought. He let out a deep thrum of noise as he started to lave at my clit. "Aaah! I... I dislike the thought of... mmmph!... bearding the lion in his own den. He had at l-least a hundred different 'pets' bound to his will that I can recall."

"Mmmm," he pulled back enough to tug my pants down further. "You kept count by scent?"

"Y-yes," I arched back and had to struggle not to grip the couch hard enough to rip into the suede leather as his taloned hands clamped tight over my ass and he started to lave at my now fully exposed slit. "I... t-they had... Kain! Nnnngh! Yes... more!"

~Ah, mine own,~ he purred into my mind as his tongue pushed inside me, fangs pressed against soft flesh in a tantalizing warning to hold still. ~Such sweet sounds you make for me. Continue.~

"You make it d-difficult to focus, you heartless bastard," I growled out in pleasure filled exasperation even as I reached to fist my hand in his hair. "They h-had all been broken to his w-will, like whipped and... ooooh yes!" I bucked against him as he curled and twisted his tongue with a deft sureness of long practice against that sweet spot within me. "Mmph... whipped and beaten dogs too cowed and cowardly to unite against him."

~Beaten animals do not an army make, my Little Queen,~ he rumbled in my head as he pulled back and started to apply a sucking pressure directly to my clit.

I shifted enough so that I could move my hand from the couch to his shoulder in order to sink my claws into his flesh and force the scent of his blood to perfume the air. I let out a low groan as I looked down to watch him and my wings gave a strong enough beat through the air that the resultant wind ruffled his hair. I licked my lips and then hissed at the sudden warning press of fangs against sensitive flesh.

"I-it may not make an army, but can m-make for distraction enough for him to p-potentially slip our grasp," I gasped out as I struggled to maintain my thoughts through the growing haze of pleasure. Sometimes I could succeed, sometimes I lost focus. Success or failure in this each had their own kind rewards. "It may prove more... mmmmmnnnhhh... prudent to attempt to... attempt to lure him into a public confrontation where he will not have his... oh, that feels good... his enslaved servants to help him."

Kain slid one of his hands from my ass and I could feel the magic barrier coil over one of his talons as the cutting pressure disappeared. His tongue laved and lapped at my clit in a steady, flicking, teasing touch as he pushed that thick, magic sheathed claw into my wet core. My breath hitched and I arched backward with a low moan as the thick talon pushed into me. His primary talon was as thick at the base as the head of his length and I bucked down into his touch, trying to force that thick digit deeper, to impale myself further upon it. He chuckled darkly against my mound and he started to suck on my clit once more even as his other hand tightened on my ass to hold me still and prevent more than the smallest of abortive movements. He curled and twitched that talon within me right against that sweet spot and I bucked again in his grasp as my wings beat at the air.

~Each option before us will require careful consideration,~ Kain Whispered into my mind. ~I believe we shall wait to see if any of the locations Altair finds bares fruit. I will allow for three locations to be searched before we move to try to flush him out into a public trap.~

"I... that... that would..." I bucked again in his grasp as he pushed me rapidly toward that peak and I growled low with pleasure. "That would be... acceptable. H-how... should we draw him out... nnnmmmhhh... if we are unable to f-find where he h-hnnn!-hides?"

Kain always liked to have several plans ready in case something went wrong and this would be no different. He pushed his taloned digit deep and I let out a ragged gasp at the movement. The digit slid partly out a moment later and he focused on curling and tapping that magic blunted tip at that singular spot within me.

~Ah, my Little Queen, think,~ Kain purred mentally as he started to suck harder upon my clit. ~What would draw him out? What would lure him to us as surely as your heart beats?~

"He... he would..." I panted harshly for breath and let out a small whimper of breath as I struggled briefly at the building pleasure. "He would... come out... to try to capture me again. We... gahnnmmmmh... we can make it s-seem as if... we had just a-ah!-arrived and... d-draw him out that... that waaaay!"

I howled that last word as I jerked and writhed as he forced me over that peak of pleasure all whilst he kept me pinned, standing, against him. I curled forward over him lest I fall backwards as I writhed. My wings arched wide above us and my grip tightened in his hair and on his shoulder as I screamed my pleasure while he continued to draw out my release with skilled touches and sweeps of his tongue. When I started to come down from that peak of pleasure he turned his head and swiftly sank his fangs into my inner thigh and forced me once more over the edge as he fed directly from my femoral artery.

"Kain! Kaaain!" I yowled as the pleasure tore through me almost violently and I raked my claws over his back, tearing the back of the silk shirt to tatters and drawing wounds that healed near as fast as my claws could rend flesh.

He let out a low chuckle as he pulled his fangs free of my inner thigh. I let out a panting snarl of breath as I collected myself and then wrenched myself backwards and out of his grasp, his talon being pulled almost painfully from my core as I moved. A low growl escaped him, a sound that was swiftly muffled as I lunged forward to push my mouth to his in a bruising kiss. His hands latched tight around my upper arms even as I reached for the ties that held the top of his own leather pants shut. I tugged the ties off violently, the sound of leather string breaking filled the air as I did so, and then yanked at his hips enough to be able to wrench his leathers down in order to free the hardened flesh I sought. A muffled snarl escaped him as he nipped at my tongue but he allowed the manhandling as he knew precisely the prize I wanted.

I pulled back from the kiss and lowered myself to where I knelt in front of Kain and drew my tongue over his now exposed length from base to tip. I then blew a hot breath over the head of him that made the entire length twitch with an eagerness that was only enhanced by the pleased rumble of noise that escaped his throat. His hand fisted in my hair as I started to mouth the tip of him, mindful of my fangs, and he bucked up against me even as he reclined against the back of the couch. Power whitened eyes watched me hungrily as he spoke.

"Ah, my own," he purred darkly. "Such a divine sight you make knelt before me."

~Such heady control you allow me when I do this,~ I murmured back with a sinuous Whisper as I took him deeper into my mouth.

It was not an easy thing to take him thusly after his change. The Torpor had thickened him enough that there had been a few unintentional mishaps involving my fangs and his new girth in the early years following the change. The Torpor thickened flesh had greater protection what with the small layer of sub-dermal scaling, yes, but the flesh yet remained as sensitive to pleasure and pain as it had been before the change. Want to lay any vampire out, even an Eldar, for the few desperate moments needed to escape? Always go for the crotch shot. As far as his girth, he was far too thick now for him to be able to pound his way to completion as he might when burying himself in my core. Internal muscles of my throat having being partly torn by just one ill-timed thrust one late night had taught us both that my going down on him needed to be a slow and sensual form of release after his change.

As it was, I was careful to curl my lips over my still dainty fangs to prevent them from catching on that hard length and causing damage. It was slow going, relaxing the muscles of my throat to take him in one slow inch at a time. I found myself again grateful that I had no gag reflex, else my steady pace might have been impeded even now after centuries of doing this. His grip in my hair tightened and he stroked the talon tips of his other hand up and down the back of my neck as his hips gave small abortive thrusts up into the heat of my mouth. I looked up at him as I eased the last of his length into the passage of my mouth and throat and watched as he threw his head back and let out a throttled growl of pleasure.

~Oh, my King,~ I purred into his mind even as I reached to run my fingers teasingly over his testes. ~Now who is the one making sweet sounds?~

A low snarl escaped him as he looked down at me, eyes bright with power and lust.

"You will drive me mad, mine own..." he gasped out in a low voice.

I hummed around him, letting the vibrations carry over the entire length of him before I swallowed hard and forced a deep throated cry from him.

~That is the goal at the moment mine King,~ I said cheekily. ~Besides which, would this not be one of the more pleasant descents into madness that one can face?~

"Mmmm," he laughed darkly at my words. "It would indeed my Little One. More now... pleasure me."

I let out a low hum of amused noise and closed my eyes as I turned my attention back to my prize. I kept up a slow assault upon that thick length, an assault that had Kain exhaling hard breaths within minutes as he worked to hold still as I bobbed my head carefully up and down his length, swallowing hard or pulling back in order to sweep my tongue over the thick head at random intervals. I started to pull back completely, intent on teasing and drawing out the pleasure and his hand clamped tight over the back of my neck as he let out a low snarl of breath.

"No," he panted out the order through the snarl of noise. "No, mine Queen. Do not stop."

I had half a mind to disobey the order, the results of such disobedience could be pleasant indeed, but that half-mad look was still in his eye. I let out a hum of noise to acknowledge the order and set myself firmly to the task of bringing him to completion. I pulled back only far enough that the head of him yet remained in my mouth and I suckled hard upon him even as I flicked my tongue around the tip of him, the flared ridge, the line of skin along the underside of that thick head in swift and random passes. His hands started to tighten upon the back of my neck and at my shoulders in increments that drew blood at each firm press of the tips of those talons. The actions caused the air to be filled with the constant scent of my blood. I let out a strained sound at the small pain and redoubled my efforts as the skin of his testes began to draw tight under my fingertips and his snarling groans grew louder.

Kain bucked suddenly in my grasp, an instinctive need to thrust and a will unbreakable fighting each other as he prevented himself from pushing deeper and faster then was safe. Cold-fire seed spilled over my tongue as he threw his head back and roared his release. I swallowed eagerly as I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft, intent on milking him for every drop I could, yet he grabbed me firmly by my shoulders and yanked me onto his lap. A snarl escaped him as he buried himself into my quivering core and I let out a cry of pleasure that turned to a screaming wail of release as he sank fangs into my neck and forced me to peak as those last spurts of cold-fire seed filled my core. My wings snapped back and forth with wild beats at the air as he continued to feed, continued to draw out that flood of pleasure and my cries turned to choked mewls the longer he fed.

He pulled his fangs from my neck and eased me forward as he tilted his head to the side. I let out a purring growl of pleasure filled hunger and sank my own fangs into his exposed throat to feed deep on that electricity tinged blood. A low sub-harmonic rumble filled the air as he bucked harder up into my core and I tangled the fingers of one hand into his hair even as I coiled my other arm around his waist. His hands moved to rest at the base of my wings and then tightened abruptly, hard enough that I knew the skin around the area would be purpled with bruises in short order, as my feeding brought him roaring to a forced completion that I knew bordered on painful for him what with it following so quickly on the heels of that first explosion of release.

I pulled back from my feeding and moved to kiss him slow and deep. He returned the kiss with a gentle pressure, our blood mingling in our mouths as our tongues warred in a languid dance of equally satiated pleasure. We pulled back in the same instant and rested forehead to forehead for several long moments as our breathing slowed. I blinked my eyes open as I let out a shuddering sigh of satisfaction and met his once more blue-gold gaze. I let out a faint sound of self-satisfaction when I saw that the half-mad look had faded from his gaze to be replaced by a languid and contented look.

"Shall we retire to the room you picked out?" I murmured softly as I leaned in to place another light kiss to his lips.

"Not yet," he rumbled with a soft, deep purr. "I wish us to remain like this a while. Even with your worlds rapid means of gaining and sharing information we have time yet before we will have locations to scout."

I let out a soft chuckle and moved to nuzzle his neck, "Lazy bastard. You just wont admit that you can't move yet."

"Hush woman," Kain said with an amused grumble as he slapped a hand firmly against my ass. I laughed as I closed my eyes and curled against him, tucking my wings close.

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