I live to Serve I serve to Live | By : flamekaat Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 1829 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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}}} Kain Raziel and Zyphon belong to Edios interactive, * waves at the rich geniuses* I am merely borrowing them and their world to interact with some chars from the depths of my imagination. That and I thought such a powerful set of beings needed some Nookie! {{{
Lianne snuggled close to Lord Raziel and smiled in her contentment. He kissed her on the forehead and softly apologized for being so very angry with her over something that she could not control. "Nay my Lord I would have been upset as well had I been in your position. It is alright." She soothed gently. He smiled benignly at her and she winked, causing him to chuckle in amusement.
Their little idyllic moment was spoiled by Lord Kain’s amused tones, "Sorry to interrupt the afterglow children, but we had best find a new place to go to ground. Those boys are starting to come this way." Lianne smiled at Her Lord’s Lord, and said, "To the Inn then for a few mugs of cider. It’s the place that I started from so Thomas won’t think to look there till near dawn at least and by then it will be locked up tight as a drum with only a few drunks outside to be seen." They nodded but it turned out to be a small bit more difficult to execute her plan then it had been to think it up. The boys had been drawn to the Barn by her Lovers cries and were now surrounding the entrances.
Thomas and his gang got up into the loft minutes later, but they found nothing but a few offended persons covering their nakedness and one delicate handkerchief that had been used by Lianne to clean herself up a little before she left. She had dropped it right where it could be seen, just to taunt him a bit. The smell of Vampire cum caused Thomas and several of his men retch up the contents of their stomachs. Lianne’s Brother watched with an amused smirk on his face. He could hardly wait to tell his sib about this. He knew that she would just love it!
Lianne was already seven buildings away being carried on Raziel’s back as they vaulted from roof to roof. Beside him ran Kain and to her amused surprise Jeremy had joined them when they left the barn. He was also carrying a human female. Lianne recognized the girl as one who had been at Jeremy’s memorial service. She had been distraught beyond consoling, and to see her face now she was blissful beyond her ability to believe. Lianne smirked in complete understanding. Vampires did indeed make for the best Lovers. That is if you could take the rough handling that they dished out when their control broke.
"That roof there is the roof of the inn, but getting down to enter will be most difficult." Jeremy said as they stood for a moment on a roof across the street. "Hardly Jeremy! Has becoming a vampire addled your memory? There is a hatch in the roof that opens into the attic!" Jeremy cringed at his cousin’s tone of grouchiness. Obviously she had no more appreciated being interrupted in her revels than he had. She would just have to get over it! Life was difficult, even for vampires, and especially for the humans that associated with them of their own free will.
Sometimes other folks caused you problems those were the breaks. That was exactly what he told her as he lifted off the heavy hatch so everyone else could proceed him into the Inn. "Yes Jeremy dear I know. I’m sorry I snapped I was just enjoying the evening so much! Then that accursed Thomas had to ruin it!" Lianne said in disgust. "Yeah Sarah and I are none to pleased about that ether. But don’t you worry Lianne. With so many Vampires pissed at him I would wager fifty silvers that the mayor’s son has shortened his life span considerably. By next festival at the latest he will be a stinking corpse." He told her cheerily!
Raziel laughed when he heard what Jeremy said. "As the wretch already stinks it will not take much!" He called up to them then he caught Lianne as she slid down the ladder into the attic. She smiled up at him, then practically purred in pleasure as he curled his claws around her backside and pulled her against him for a passionate kiss. His talons actively kneaded her buttocks and soon had aching with desire once again. Jeremy grinned at him over her head and took several pegs back up the ladder to secure the hatch. Then they all trooped down to the common room of the Inn.
"MAMA!" Lianne called out when they came down the last flight of stairs. Her mother looked up somewhat surprised from her seat on Lianne’s father’s lap then noted the increase in the numbers of their party. "Introductions would seem to be in order my dear," Her father said somewhat hoarsely. "So sorry to interrupt Papa, but Thomas is stalking the Vampires in the party and we needed to flee somewhere where he wouldn’t think to look. Mother, Father this is Lord Kain, and here is Cousin Jeremy who we thought was totally dead, and his girlfriend Sarah. Milord Raziel you have already met my mother this is my father Noah Martinson, Innkeeper here at the Merry Traveler." Lianne introduced them. Then she went over and got five mugs of cider from behind the bar. It was then that she saw the two skins of wine marked with leering skulls that mother had stashed in the ice barrel. She picked them up as well as a third one that was concealed among the ice chips. "Blood wine for my guests Mother?" she inquired holding up one so her mother could see the skull markings. "Yes child now go ahead and take your guests back upstairs. Jeremy you may have the guestroom on the family floor. I would like to wish you good eve and revel well." She said this last to the two non-family vampires.
Raziel smirked at him and Kain grinned in return. This was definitely going to be the best festival revel they had enjoyed in centuries. Apparently the mother was not in the least angry that her daughter was going to be entertaining two Vampire Lords in her rooms. Kain was delighted at the prospect of having Lianne again so soon, but from the way she pressed herself up against Raziel before leading the way back up the stairs it appeared he was going to have to wait his turn.
Raziel’s senses were enflamed by the quickening scent of Lianne’s desire. He couldn’t contain a small growl that rumbled in his chest as she brushed up against him and clung for just a moment, before teasingly moving out of reach to lead the way back up stairs. He took the tankard of cider that she had handed him and drained it to the dregs. The refreshment cleared his head a bit before the buzz of the alcohol in it momentarily numbed him. The effects wore off quickly in his vampiric system though and all that he was left with was this burning, insatiable desire for Lianne that he feared was a permanent condition.
He watched they enticing sway of her slender hips as she strode purposefully up to the third floor of the Inn where the family kept quarters. She hugged her cousin and the Human called Sarah good evening before leaving them with the first skin of wine and two mugs of cider. He allowed his ears to fill with the wonders of her voice as she cautioned the girl, "Only give him a few mouthfuls of blood wine tonight Sarah. Save the rest for him when he wakes in the evening again. It will take the edge off his hunger so he doesn’t drain you to the dregs. After he drinks it all take him out to the stables and let him snack on the donkey in the last stall to the right. Good night to you both." Then she allowed the door to be shut and led them down a few doors and into her room. "I’ll be right back Milords. I am going to the linen closet to get some extra pillows" Then she departed and the door closed behind her. The sounds of more private parties could be heard faintly through the floor. Obviously the inn’s paying guests, or at least some of them had returned to revel in the privacy of their rooms.
Kain handed him a skin of the blood wine and he uncorked it with his thumb talon. Its sweet taste indicated that the blood used was not chicken or even pig, but the blood of a bull. Thus making it inferior only to human blood wine. "Classy place this Merry Traveler. Bull Blood wine and a beautiful young woman. Raziel it really doesn’t get much better than this. So tell me my son, how goes that not so secret sewing project of yours?" This last question made his eyes widen. Raziel had been so sure that his sewing skills were a secret as was his habit of using them when he needed to relax, or to burn off some stress.
"I told you not to bullshit me Raziel, didn’t I? I come to learn all the secrets that my sons would keep from me. I wouldn’t be such a good parent otherwise, or such a well-informed ruler. So the Project?" He asked again. He pulled out Lianne’s desk chair and sat down astride it with his arms folded on the back. "It’s progressing well enough. I should be finished by this next Monday I expect. No later than that." At this Kain nodded and took a deep pull off of his own skin of wine.
"So is Lianne eventually coming to join you in your clan stronghold?" Kain continued with his inquiries. "I think that she will come to be with me for a time but she will most likely live here. This is where her family resides after all. I do hope though that once harvest ends she will spend the idyllic weeks before winter sets in with me. I am going to invite her to come. She of course will perceive it as a command not a request, but that will be for the best, as it assures her conceding to my wishes." He continued.
"Sly Raziel very sly, but we had best save it for later. She is returning with the pillows and women are very obstinate when they decide you are plotting against them." Kain advised him. Raziel knew that Kain spoke the truth. His own mother had been thus. Furious when his father had not told her of some surprise he was plotting, but happy and surprised if she found out after the event.
When Lianne came back in Raziel found that his arousal, which had been easing off a bit snapped back to full attention just at the sight of her. Then her sweet scent filled his nostrils and he was lost to any form of control. "Lianne! Come here now!" He snarled fiercely!
Lianne grinned at him and practically ran into his arms. At the last second she jumped and wound her legs around his waist. She smiled wickedly as she ground her groin against his. The friction elicited a sweet savage growling from him that rumbled from deep in his chest all the way up to vibrate in his throat. She couldn’t help it, she had to taste him again. The flavor of his skin made her mad with desire, and she ran he tongue from the slow vampiric pulse in his neck to the pointed tip of his ear in a long wet line. Another snarl and she had whipped off his belt and thrown it on the footboard of her bed. He knew what to do next much to her delight. She adored this connection they had, Mind to Mind as well as Flesh to Flesh.
He spun around and took a small step backwards till the backs of his knees met the bed. She used one slender foot to ease his leather pants down with her toes and he stepped out of them. His boots were already sitting next to lord Kain’s at the foot of her bed. Their cloaks were also neatly folded and sitting on top of the strange two-toed footwear that their vampiric mutations had caused them to adapt to. He never wore shirts unless they were of the best quality and then only in the dead of winter. So his extra accessories were soon discarded leaving him ever so gloriously naked.
He sat on the edge of her bed and lifted her slightly so that she could make the necessary adjustments to align his hardness with her tender opening. Then with a wicked grin she slowly lowered herself, inch by tormenting inch, until the full foot of male organ was buried inside her. Then she clenched all the small muscles that made up her womanhood tightly around him making him groan in exhilaration.
He firmly gripped her butt and began to lift her up and bring her back down again and again impaling her on his rock hard member. Raziel found that he didn’t even want to contain his cries of ecstasy or the savage growls that tore themselves from his throat when she gripped him with her moist delights. He looked over her shoulder as she clenched at him, and saw the glowing eyes of Kain. With a quick thought to see if Lianne was game he gestured that Lord Kain come join them on the bed. The frame protested slightly but held their combined weight in the end.
For a moment Raziel pulled himself out of Lianne’s welcoming heat and Kain reached around and anointed his claws with her moisture. Her sweet scent was invigorating beyond any woman’s he had ever known. As he stroked his hardened manhood with her love honey he had to exercise precise and absolute control not to reach his peak that very second! Once he was well enough lubricated he used what remained to moisten her other entrance. When she felt his claw enter her just a small amount to prepare her for his entry she shuddered and moaned deliciously.
Kain knew that first takings of any one were best done like swimming in cold water, jumping in all at once before your will fails you. Her pain would fade to pleasure far faster this way than if he went slowly. So reasoned he sank himself into her tender flesh fully to the hilt. They were all lying on their sides and Raziel eased his way by hooking a hand under Lianne’s left knee and bending her leg till the joint rested against her ribs. Flexible creature that she was this troubled her not in the least, and allowed both Vampires to thrust into her without having to fight over which way her hips moved.
Raziel looked down on the woman to find that Lianne was near o drunk on the pleasure that the two Vampires were giving her. He couldn’t help the smirk of amusement that crossed his face before the pure pleasure took over once again. Soon enough they were all nearing their fulfillment, and Lianne came first, biting into Raziel’s shoulder to stifle the cries of pleasure that wanted to tear themselves from her throat. She didn’t break skin, her newfound control stemming from Raziel’s knowledge of his own flesh and how much damage it could take, but for at least an hour or two her master’s bruise would rival some of her own.
Kain and Raziel spilled their essences into her at the same moment and both bit down on her tender white throat. They only took a small amount of her blood each as the flavor, richness, and power granted it by her orgasm made it a mighty slaker of the dark thirst. She trembled for a long while after before she finally fell asleep in between her two lovers, with an arm of each thrown protectively across her body.
Lianne didn’t wake until seven the next night and found that although Lord Kain had left Raziel was patiently waiting for her to awaken before he departed to see to the nightly business of running his large clan. She gave him a quick kiss before he went gracefully out of her open window. She stood there and locked her senses on him until he was out of range of their new bond. Then she turned and began stripping the bed. As she gathered the pile of soiled linen to her she inhaled the scents of her two lovers deeply. She had a feeling now that festival moods had worn off her parents would not be so happy over her activities.
Once again she underestimated their glee over her escaping a lifetime of Thomas and his cruelty. Her mother smiled brightly at Lianne as she finally came down to eat. Clean and smelling sweetly of a new perfume she had purchased at the festival, she felt almost fully recovered from her night’s revels. Her dear brother was waiting for her with a very amusing tale.
"Sis you wouldn’t believe what happened after you five left the barn!" he began. She calmly gathered a platter full of mugs and dishes and continued working as he spoke. Clean ups on day after festival was her job and her mothers as the bar maid went to her sisters house three villages away for festival and stayed the whole week after. "You see I and this lovely lady from Uncle’s village were in the loft too and we watched the activities of Thomas and his goon squad as we hid so we wouldn’t be revealed in our naked glory. So they searched all the corners and when they came across that hankie of yours, well Thomas and most of his kludges threw up because of the smell!"
Lianne’s laughter echoes through the inn, and reached the ears of her former betrothed. With a scowl on his face he went off to visit the old vampire hunter and see what had gone wrong with his fine plan. Maybe the mean old man would have a better idea this time around.
Chapter #6
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