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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

Chapter List
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And here is the next chapter. At this point we're going to have the Inter-meaning years on Gaia.
As a side note, I added a scene to the end of chapter six. I'm not sure HOW I left the scene out of the chapter, as it is something that was meant to build character interaction/character development and I do apologize. Been doing a lot of editing and consolidation with the story since we are getting ever closer to the last act/arch.
I do hope that everyone enjoys the next few chapters before we get back to Nosgoth.
Happy holidays for those who celebrated and please have a safe and happy New Year!
:)
Chapter Fifty-One: Fare Thee Well...
Surrounded by those who had intricate knowledge of my nature and who had long ago learned the ins and outs of half-bloods, meant that I had recovered enough to the mobile the very next day. Kain and I learned that there was indeed a correlation between blood type and vampire's personal preference. Indeed, the rules used for blood donations applied in these situations. For example; I'm B negative. The best blood for me to consume would thus be B negative or O negative blood. It took a bit of prodding, but Kain eventually allowed us to test his blood type. We found that he was O negative, which explained the sweetness of his blood and why I enjoyed it so. He had what was known as the universal blood type for donors. Had he been human still, he would've found hospitals the world over hoping that he would donate on a regular basis due to the rarity of O negative individuals. To my amusement, he spent some time sampling the various types of blood all so that he could recognize the taste once he went home. I knew that he was taking mental stock for later in order to aid in his preparations for the future of his Empire. The knowledge of blood types would help him in Nosgoth when it came to vampiric recovery.
Whilst I was unable to fly for the time being given the state of my wings, I was still adamant that we needed to find out where Auron had moved his lair to and swiftly. Nor would I be denied the chance to assist in the search, especially given what we had found at his previous lair where I had been held. It took time to find it as the runic stones that he had imbued with his Gift were still empowered even after his death. Our break came nigh on two weeks later, not due to any failure of the Gift-powered runes but due to something else entirely. The Half-blood that had been left in charge of the others had left the safety of Auron's new lair in order to 'obtain' several new humans from a nearby city for those within the partially hidden ruins of an old and abandoned sanatorium in northern Washington. The young male's attempts at hunting were pitiful in truth and had resulted in his swift capture. He'd been about to be dealt with by the local Clan but they had heard the news about Auron's betrayal and deeds and the young male had only obsessively repeated the phrase 'need to get more prey before Master Auron returns' whenever he was questioned.
The horrors that we found within the intact portions of the sanatorium were not as viscerally jarring as what I recalled of my own captivity, yet it was quite clear that Auron had 'cleaned house' before he had transported a number of his 'favored pets' to the new location. It was still a horrifying thing to find, but there was a kind of cold comfort to be found in the realization that more than a hundred 'pets' had found a kind of release from pain in true death. Still, at least fifty Half-bloods, seven Full-bloods and well over a hundred human corpses were found within the depths of the large sanatorium. Of the Half-blood and Full-blood vampires, many had to be slain outright as, by their Aura's and scents, they had mentally devolved into nothing more than mindless beasts. By the time we took the place over, we were left with nine Half-blood vampires, two Full-blooded vampires and five human survivors all told.
Kain, Brice, Lucius and Sigrun spent the entire operation at my side and I found myself grateful for their presence throughout the long mission. Seeing the physical and mental states of those that we rescued reminded me once again that I was lucky indeed to have survived my own time in Auron's hands with my sanity intact. Still, Altair's healers were not precisely hopeful when it came to the mental state of the survivors that we were able to free. A few had been in Auron's care for centuries and no longer registered outside stimulus outside of obeying any direct commands issued, whilst the rest had been stuck in his care just long enough to drive them to the edge of insanity. Recovery... was not a guarantee but at least many Clans could now lay to rest the 'cold files' regarding their missing Kin.
It was a harrowing experience, seeing what might have been had I not been able to hold to myself... Still, Auron was dead and gone and I was free of him forever more.
Two weeks later, I had the conversation with my Siblings that I had been dreading to have. We had returned to the estate where we had been staying. Altair, Armon, Brice, Lucius and all of my Siblings had gathered together within in order to have a subdued celebration of our successful venture and for Kain and I to explain in more detail as to just where I had been all this time. I remained nervous between the regalisque mask that I wore throughout the discussion, but thankfully the upset that the others did show was not directed at myself. No, their combined ire was solely for my now dead tormentor. Eli shot me a bemused look and pouted at me once the conversation had died down.
"Don't think that we didn't notice Sheila," he said.
"Hm?" I looked at him with a raised brow.
"Your wings soster," Sigrun said from her spot by the doorway. "The tips of your feathers were silvered. You have not yet told us just how long you were on your Pen Gutt's world."
Kain glowered at her for her continued use of her nickname for him and she stared back at him un-repentantly. I chuckled at their reactions to each other, certain beyond a shadow of a doubt that they would be locked in another sparring session before the week was out. I looked over the group warily before my eyes landed once more on Elijah. I flashed him a small, hesitant smile.
"I have been living on Nosgoth for some time. Four-hundred and two years have passed for me since I arrived there," I said in a blunt and no-nonsense manner.
"You... ah, dammit all," Eli threw his hands up in obvious frustration.
"Ah, so you are actually five-hundred and seventy years of age," Sigrun said and she smirked at Eli.
Joan and my other Siblings all laughed in amusement whilst the others either smirked or chuckled softly at Eli's over-blown reaction.
"Looks like someone is still the baby~," Joan said to Eli in a teasing, sing-song voice.
"Oh rack off little blister!" Eli snapped back with a low growl, though his tone was playful.
She sniffed at his tone and sat up primly.
"I am still two-hundred years your senior Eli," she said with a grin that belied the firmness of her tone.
"Yeah, yeah," Eli grumbled good-naturedly as he waved his hand in a dismissive gesture.
"Hmm," Benedict tilted his head and then sipped at his wine-glass. "This does mean that you are actually the Third eldest."
"That may be," I started carefully and I reached up to rub at my yet sore shoulder. The dull ache would last for a while yet as my wings re-grew. "But please recall that it is not my intent to remain here overlong..."
I broke off when Kain abruptly frowned, all hint of good humor gone from his face and his Aura pulsing with an odd note. I tilted my head at him as he turned to look at me and his mind brushed against my own a moment later.
~You recall that we were able to develop a method of signaling a sense of 'readiness' with regards to the Path Stones,~ he started and I nodded my head slightly. ~Good. From what Janos, Vorador and I were able to determine, you would likely find that signal occurring on your end nigh on immediately given the time differential between the two Realms. You know that I wish you to remain as long as you might need in order to grow in strength and power mine own.~
~I understand that Kain,~ I responded. ~I merely do not want them to believe that I will be remaining here. I do not wish to get their hopes up with regards to my time here on Gaia.~
"Leave us," Kain growled abruptly to the others, his eyes not leaving my own.
I raised a brow at him and frowned. I nodded my head barely a second later and turned to look at the others.
"We need to speak alone," I said and I stood to offer the group a small smile and in preparation for the hug that I knew I would get from Joan. "Perhaps we can talk more of things tomorrow with regards to my time here."
The others nodded their assent, having sensed that we needed to discuss something serious. Joan gave me my expected hug and Eli gave my good shoulder a pat while the rest of my Siblings left the room with polite nods and gentle smiles. Brice and Lucius remained by the door while the King and Prince both hesitated to leave. Armon took a step forward and I raised a brow at him.
"Lady Katrina... I..." I cut the Prince off by raising my hand.
"Whatever it is, can wait Prince Armon," I said firmly and his wings drooped a bit. "Especially if it is an apology for your earlier behavior."
"I... it is," he said with a nod and a bow of his head. "I will reach out to you later?"
"I will expect your call," I responded formally. "No sooner than tomorrow afternoon however."
"As you wish, Lady Katrina," he bowed low and started for the door.
Altair smiled gently and issued his own bow to both myself and Kain before he escorted his son out of the large room. Kain let out a faint huff of breath once they were out of ear shot and turned to narrow his eyes upon Brice and Lucius.
"As for the two of you," he rumbled. "Go and scout the air and land around the estate. Thoroughly."
Lucius flushed and all but bolted for the door at the hidden implications in Kain's tone combined with the threat in his voice. Brice simply nodded his head at the order and he smiled a knowing smile as he watched his younger compatriot flee the room. Lucius took his duty seriously, but the easiest way to get him to obey an order without him over thinking said order was to imply that certain 'activities' were to happen upon their leaving. I shook my head at the youngster's predictable reaction.
Ah, but that boy acts like such a blushing maiden, I thought to myself with a bemused shake of my head.
I turned to look at Kain and he caught my wrist in his hand. He tugged me gently and guided me to sit on his lap. I tilted my head at him and raised my brow questioningly.
"I will be remaining upon Gaia long enough to see that the skies are once more yours," he said as he began to stroke his talons lightly over my back before he let his hand fall to rest on my hip. "In that time, I will be able to better judge if it will indeed be safe to send Vorador, Janos, Nikolai and Alma through to this Realm. They will likely remain here for the rest of their days. If you should also choose to remain here..."
"Excuse me?" I growled out as I cut him off.
I stilled beneath his hands and glared at him as I started to pull away. His hands tightened around me at wrist and hip to the point of true pain. I hissed faintly at the pain, more a reaction sound than a threat, and met his now firm gaze.
"This world of yours is... different," he started and then fell silent for a moment as he thought. His grasp relaxed somewhat but was still firm about me. "And yet... you still fell into familiar habits learned in your youth. As much as you have acclimated and thrived upon Nosgoth, Gaia is still your home world and it shows mine own. It shows clear as the sunlight on a cloudless summer's day."
I frowned at the odd look that had filled his eyes as he spoke, but I knew in my heart that he was right regarding my actions upon our arrival. It had started innocuously enough with the crosswalks. The automatic, instinctual muscle memory to stop and look for traffic lest one get hit by a four-thousand-plus pound vehicle that was going at 'x' miles per hour. From there it had continued with the relative ease in which I had adjusted to the new technology. Having already known most of the basics, it had taken me very little time to work my head around the changes that Lucius had shown us as opposed to Kain's own graceful floundering when it came to learning about such drastically different things. Once I'd had my feet under me, I'd been able to teach and explain the concepts of certain items to him better than Lucius had, especially considering that I knew precisely how technologically disadvantaged Nosgoth was in comparison to Gaia and what comparisons I could best use to explain how and why certain things worked the way that they did.
I looked down and to the side as I thought. I'd started off like a fish out of water when I'd first arrived on Nosgoth, not just socially but also with regards to magic, the writing script and even my own basic and, if I was honest with myself, mostly inept skills at fighting. On a world that was as conflicted at Nosgoth was and still is, poor fighting skills could easily get someone killed, be it yourself or your allies. I'd had to learn swiftly in order to survive, but I'd still had to learn it all from scratch with the help of Kain and the others. Here... here on Gaia it was the reverse and he was right.
It did show, plain as day.
Kain touched my chin lightly and tilted my head back up so that I was looking at him once more. I blinked at him warily but nodded my understanding of his words. His lips quirked in a faint, almost smile before his expression turned serious once more.
"If you should choose to remain here on your home world with your Birth Clan, I will not fault you your choice mine own," he murmured softly. I twitched faintly with shock. "You would automatically deny any inclination to remain here as you are now my Katrina, we both know this. But I wish for you to remain here on your Gaia for at least as long a time as you spent on Nosgoth. I also understand that things can either change drastically over the centuries, or not at all. If, in your time here, you find that another individual has proven worthy of your attentions or if you simply wish to remain here with your Siblings and Clan, then merely send word to me and I will throw the other Path Stone through to this side."
I felt my eyes widen further and further as he spoke. He had just given me blanket permission to live, bed and potentially Mark whomever I might please during the time I was to be on Gaia. I leaned into his hand, still against my chin, as my thoughts began to race. It... was a bizarre kind of gift from him. He was giving me the chance to start anew if I chose to remain. A chance to be the person that my Father and Clan had hoped me to be before my capture and…
He was not demanding that I return to his side. No, choice was important to my Mate, my King. It always had been and would always be so. Thus, he was allowing me the choice to return or stay as I desired. The choice to set aside the crown that I had fought to prove worthy of, the place at his side that I had neither expected nor demanded. I let out a heavy sigh and shifted to where I could rest my forehead against his own.
"You are my King," I murmured softly. My words were filled with far more emotion than just a sense of fealty, but also a sense of all the things that I couldn't voice even now.
"I release you," he responded in a blunt way that left no room for doubt regarding what he had offered to me. "If you chose to come back to me mine own, my Katrina, do it because you wish to, not out of a sense of obligation."
"..." I curled closer to him and shifted to nuzzle his neck lightly as my thoughts raced. I finally let out another heavy sigh. "As you wish Kain. I will live, and thrive, as I best I can here on Gaia."
"Good," he relaxed under me and I had not realized until then that he had gone tense. "I want you to fly my own, to soar and show all how brilliant, beautiful and free you are."
Oddly enough, the rest of that day was spent in an strange kind of languid lassitude. Gentle touches and slow kisses that led to nothing more than a charged and heavy cuddling that ended in long naps spent in each others arms. There was the potential that Kain would not see me again for several thousand years, if at all, and it was as if he was slowly taking the time to memorize my form, my scent and my taste. Weeks, and then months, passed in such a manner while I healed and what couplings we did have, whilst yet rough by any human's standard, remained as gentle as our first years together as we had learned each other's needs and desires.
By the time I had healed and the skies were once more available to me, Kain and I had spent enough time around my Siblings and some of the members of my Birth Clan that we felt that it would be safe indeed for my adopted Sire and the others to live on Gaia. There would be an adjustment period of course, but it could easily become home for them. We called Janos and Nikolai through and to them, we had been gone on our 'sabbatical trip to my home' for barely a month, once more proving that there was no exact way to tell how much of a time difference there actually was between the two Realms. Vorador and Alma were still on the other side, manning and protecting the Path Stone on their end.
My Nosgothian Clan-mates were welcomed with open arms by my Birth Clan which eased some of my worries right off the bat. Janos seemed to be especially overjoyed to surrounded once more by other winged vampires who knew the bliss of the skies and I felt a renewed sense of hope for my Sire's physical and mental well-being. It took a few weeks to get them settled in at my mansion, Altair had flat out given me the deed to the building and lands as a 'welcome home' Gift, and most of that time was spent helping them learn how to use things without making anything blow up. And given that Nikolai had accidentally fried a computer to the point that we had to put out a fire, it was a literal concern during those first weeks that they might cause something to actually blow up. At least Kain's previous incident with the coffee maker had only resulted in him receiving some minor water burns... though it was always odd to realize that water burned Full-blooded vampires and yet something like coffee or alcohol did not. Another thing to research the 'why' of whilst I was on Gaia when I had the time.
My Siblings decided to drag my Sire and his Mate out to see the sights one day and Kain and I chose to opt out on the trip. I waved farewell to the large group as they climbed into the limo and closed the door behind me with a relieved sigh. Really, the entire lot of them combined could be a handful to deal with at times and I had been looking forward to some peace and quiet. Kain brushed his talons against my shoulder and started down the halls for our room. I followed with a chuckle after a brief stretch of my now healed wings.
"Janos seems to be doing well enough," Kain said as he opened the door to our rooms. I slipped in as he held it open for me and turned to watch him as he closed the door. He'd been acting oddly all day. "You will want to watch him for any signs that he is backsliding."
"I know," I responded with a sigh. People did not just magically 'get over' depression just because of a change of scenery. Janos was good at ignoring the reasons for his upset, we both knew that. I tilted my head at Kain a moment later. "You've been acting oddly. You intend to leave tomorrow."
It was a statement, not a question. The distance that I saw in his eyes had been there since last night. His gaze sharpened on me and he nodded his head once in acknowledgement of my words. He then held his hand out to me and, after I had placed my hand in his palm, he led me toward the bed. He sat down on the side of the bed smoothly and pulled me to sit next to him. His lips brushed against my own in a gentle and sweet caress. The fact that this was 'goodbye' finally hit me in full. Logically speaking, I had already known that he would be leaving soon but now...
A possessive growl escaped me and I forced my lips against his own in a demanding and claiming kiss as I pushed him back against the bed. He growled in response and rather than return the near-violent kiss, he remained almost... placid. Pliant, really. The strangeness of that reaction caused me to pull back and I tilted my head at him in confusion. He chuckled at my expression and licked my lower lip.
"Tell me, is there aught that you would request of me before I leave mine own?" he asked softly.
"I don..." I was about to decline and tell him that there was nothing that I needed, yet I abruptly thought of something, a shifting of unlocked memories, and I bit my lower lip as I recalled what I needed to thanks to the memory-block falling away. "Yes..."
"What would you ask of me mine own?" he rumbled and he tilted his head as he gazed at me.
"Kain. I..." I leaned back and pushed up onto my hands as I looked down at him. I was uncertain of how to go about making such a request of him without some how messing up his timeline. "You... you'll... There will be... Hnnnn."
"Katrina," he frowned at my unease. "If it is something regarding my own future..."
"Hush a moment, please," I murmured and I brushed my lips against his in apology as I thought. "I have to ask you this. Need to really. The Timeline is going to require something of you that will be harsh and cruel to another person... who will also have wings..."
He blinked up at me, surprise writ plain upon his visage. He raised a brow. "Like your own?"
"No," I shook my head rapidly. "This person... they will not be able to heal like I can. Please..."
I leaned forward and let my forehead rest against his own as I closed my eyes.
"If the Timeline can allow for a lesser evil, a lesser cruelty then I ask you this; break... don't rend," I whispered softly.
"'Break, don't rend'?" he repeated with another confused blink. His eyes narrowed a moment later. "Why would I... no, do not tell me."
My own wings trembled with the force of my trepidation at this discussion. He reached up and gently soothed his talons through my feathers near the base of my wings. I flinched faintly at the touch, something I had not done in centuries, as I recalled the horrid fate that awaited Raziel. Kain's hands stilled against my wings and his eyes narrowed at my reaction.
"This... upsets you immensely," he said softly, bluntly.
"Yes," I responded and I swallowed roughly. "It will not be their fault. It truly will not. I only ask because if the damage can be mitigated, even in part... this... I... This is all I would ask of you."
"Truly?" he asked and a small smirk flickered across his lips when I nodded my head. "Naught but a request for another, Dear Katrina?"
"You have given me so much already," I responded with a small chuckle. "So much that I had never expected from you..."
"Hn," his hands slid down to caress the curves of my body and I shivered, though this time not in trepidation. He nodded a moment later. "If the Timeline will allow for your request, then I will see it done my Katrina."
"Thank you," I said and I relaxed once more at his continued touch.
***LEMON ALERT! Farewell sex if you decided/need to skip! LEMON ALERT!***
I purred softly as the tips of his talons brushed through my feathers and leaned back down to press my body along the line of his own. Oddly enough, that earlier pliancy remained as I kissed, nipped and licked at his throat and collar bone. I pushed up briefly to meet his gaze and tilted my head at him. Even during the time immediately following his torpor, when I'd had to be the one in control of things in order to prevent any unintended injury to my person because of his new strength and deadly-sharp talons, he had not been this… docile during our activities. He chuckled at my befuddled expression and reached up to brush the backs of his talons against my right cheek.
"Stop thinking so much and continue my Katrina," he purred and his blue-gold gaze practically glittered with his amusement and some indecipherable emotion.
My wings twitched faintly as I looked him over and then mantled higher above our forms as I lowered myself back down with a hum to continue my explorations. My tongue flicked out again and again in slow swaths as I mapped his toned chest, licked my way over his pectoral muscles and lightly brushed my fangs over his nipples before I moved lower. I mapped the smooth scar that had been his death wound and followed it down to nip at his muscled stomach. He let out a faint croon of sound that sent a shiver of pleasure up my spine. I looked up to meet his heated gaze and my lips curled upwards into a satisfied smirk. He rose up and braced himself on one elbow as he watched me nip my way lower still along his body, my gaze never leaving his own. Another purring hum escaped me when the muscles of his stomach twitched and jumped at my next nip. My wings twitched in a lazy, languid beat that briefly ruffled our hair and he reached up, likely intending to trail his hands lovingly over the edges of one wing.
I felt an odd flash of annoyance at the movement however and I reared up to nip at his wrist in a reprimanding bite that drew small beads of blood that trailed down his pale skin. Rather than growl in warning, he let out another bemused chuckle of sound and he lowered his arm to where he was braced up on both elbows.
An instinctual hum of pleasure escaped me at his movements and I returned my attentions to his lower stomach. I still felt somewhat confused at his ready capitulation to my bite. I was very much used to the sweet, playfully violent struggles that usually resulted after such a bite. I pushed aside the thought and reached down to tug off his boots. I then undid the thong that held the front of his leathers shut and tugged them downwards. He hadn't taken a liking to Gaia's zipper and button style of faux-leather pants and had refused to wear them beyond the one pair I'd had him try on, which was fine. His usual leathers always hugged him so nicely. He lifted his hips to assist me in getting his leather pants off and he let out a rumbling purr as he was laid bare before me. I echoed the noise and then moved back up to nip at his stomach as I let out a growl that essentially meant 'be still'. I leaned back once more and undid the fasteners that held my top on before I pealed it off and tossed it aside. I looked him over slowly and let out a low sound of contented satisfaction.
A mischievous light filled his eyes and he reached down to take himself in hand. My wings flared wide and I let out a snarl of breath as I lunged to catch his hand in my own to stop his movements. I let out a low growl and he chuckled once more as I forced his hand back to his side to its' previous position. I relaxed and then frowned at my own reactions. I eased up his body and leaned against him chest to chest with my wings mantled wide above us. I nipped at his lower lip and licked away the small beads of blood that I'd drawn with the bite.
"What is going on?" I asked in a soft murmur, lips lightly pressed against his own.
"Ah, my Little One," he licked my lower lip, the gentle, sweeping stroke of a slightly roughened tongue. "Stop thinking so much and focus on your instincts. What do they tell you?"
"Mmph," I nipped his lower lip a second time. "You and your machinations…"
I ducked my head to nuzzle at his throat and reached out with my Aura as I focused on my more animalistic instincts, that large winged beast that my mind always pictured. His own Aura was a heavy and yet tranquil thing beneath my own. Like the ocean on a calm summer's day. It was as if he was… I froze and felt my eyes widen in shock as my instincts hummed with such strong approval at his submission to the touch of my Aura. I rose up and bumped my forehead against his lightly, my gaze meeting his own heated eyes.
"Why?" I asked softly.
"Because you never asked for it, never pushed for it," he responded gently. "You have never demanded the opportunity to Mark me as I had Marked you, content instead with the titles and rank that you earned. You never grew jealous of the males that graced our bed when I was the mood to indulge. No, I could have likely Marked a dozen others, male or female, and you would have only wished to have remained First amongst my lovers. You even surprised me when I told you that I had no intent to take another female to my bed whilst you are gone and you outright ordered me to at least find a male partner to see to my needs if I intended to hold to my statement regarding female companionship."
"Even when I was yet confused about how I had ended up on Nosgoth and if I was simply dreaming it all," I started with a shrug and a faint blush, "all I'd wanted to do was to earn and keep your respect. Why ask for or demand for something that I did not need?"
"You have my respect and more mine own," he purred softly. "Must I say the words aloud?"
"No," I whispered softly and I pressed my lips to his in a chaste kiss. "Thank you."
"Hn," he returned the kiss, lips feather light against my own.
I deepened the kiss slowly and only pulled back from him once the burning need for air grew too strong to ignore any longer. I moved back down along the line of his body, retracing my earlier path and he let out a low groan of noise when I moved past his jutting length without touching him to nip at his inner thighs instead. I lightly teased my fingers over the globes of his testes and teased my claws feather light against his perineum. A deep, throttled groan of noise escaped him at the touch and I smiled against the skin of his thigh.
I pulled back and wiggled out of my own pants swiftly before I leaned back in. I bit into his thigh and started to feed swiftly whilst at the same time wrapping my hand firmly around the base of his length. Kain's arched beneath me and his talons abruptly fisted in my hair as he let out a billowing cry of pleasured pain. My wings mantled forward and over him to tease feathers against his sides as he bucked in my grasp, unable to truly obtain release what with my tight hold. Still, beads of seed leaked from the tip of him despite my hold and I pulled my fangs from the flesh of his thigh in order to lick at the swollen head of that so-hard shaft. I shivered at the tingling pleasure of his cold-fire seed upon my tongue and let out a pleased hum of breath.
"Ngh," he let out a panting growl as he fell back against the bed. His talons carded gently, if shakily, through my hair. "You… are being cruel mine own…"
I chuckled at his words and moved my hand from the base of his shaft before I abruptly took the full length of him into my mouth and down my throat. A sweet-sharp gasp escaped him and his body once more arched beneath mine. I puled back just enough to wrap my hand back around the base of him as I started to suckle upon that thick rod in earnest. I furled my wings close around our forms, like an eagle might encircle its' prey, and shuddered happily at each sound of pleasure and need that I forced from his throat.
I pulled back several minutes later and he slid from my mouth with a wet 'pop' of sound. I moved over him slowly, stalkingly, as I reached out to cover his Aura with my own. I spread my power over him even as I took his length back in hand and guided the thick head to the entrance of my tight channel. His hands flexed where they had, at one point, fallen against the bed and he crooned as I slid down his shaft until the head of him pushed firmly against my cervix. An echoing croon of noise escaped me at the sensation of him bottoming out within me. I reached down and guided his hands up my thighs, hips and then up and back to where they were pressed against the base of my wings. A low, purring-growl escaped him and he rolled his hips in a gentle, yet jarring, thrust. I growled, equal parts pleasure and annoyance and I leaned over him to nip the line of his jaw. He tilted his head up after a moment and bared his throat to me as he relaxed once more beneath me.
My growl trailed off into a pleased purr and I braced my hands on his chest as I started to slowly ride him. My wings remained mantled around us as I slid up and down along that hard length of pulsing flesh, keeping us hidden within a living cocoon of down-soft feathers that teased against his skin. Another low groan escaped him and he shifted his legs in order to gain a better angle so that he could begin to thrust up and meet my movements. The subtle change in angle made his length glide over that sweet spot within me with every shift in movement and I let out a low croon of approval. I clenched internal muscles tight around his shaft in reward and squirmed a little bit. A small smile came to my lips when his panting breaths for air that he did not need grew louder still at my ministrations.
I leaned in close, once more chest to chest and I began to nibble at his still exposed throat. His Aura pulsed against my own briefly before it calmed once more to its' tranquil state, a brief moment of almost warning before he could reign in his Alpha nature. A soothing hum escaped me as I curled my body tight against his own, wings and all, and I abruptly tore into his throat. He bellowed and bucked reflexively beneath me at the tearing pain but he did not throw me off as I tore into his torpor enhanced hide enough that I could speak the ritual words to Mark him as mine before he could heal. Unlike the Sealing of a Symbol, the only power required for Marking another was the energies inherent in one's own Aura.
I murmured the ritual words against the open wound swiftly, words that Janos had taught me and that, despite the complex Latin, were somehow easy to recall and pronounce. I felt the power of it all pulse through me and for a moment it felt as if a small piece of my own Aura slid free to find a home within his own. Kain arched and bucked beneath me in a violent burst of moment and I knew in an instant that he was on the edge of release. Rather than allow his hands to tighten reflexively around the base of my wings and potentially do me harm, he abruptly wrapped his arms tight around my waist as he began to thrust harshly upwards into my core, the head of his shaft knocking almost brutally again and again against my cervix. I pulled back from his throat, braced my hands against the bed and arched my upper body back as I cried out in pained pleasure, his movements forcing me over the edge. My cry deepened to echo his own bellowing roar as his cold-fire seed started to fill me, his length twitching viciously within me as each pulse of seed pumped into my core.
Another groan escaped me as I opened my eyes and saw the Aura-glow of my Mark on his throat. My eyes narrowed hungrily at the sight and I licked my lips briefly before I lunged and sank my fangs back into his throat. I flicked my tongue out rapidly to tease the Marked flesh and a gasping roar escaped Kain, vibrating the skin against my tongue. His Aura abruptly burst over my own, a leashed tidal-wave no longer being held back by his iron will. He rolled us abruptly so that he was on top, his hands closing tight around the curves of my ass as he sank his fangs into my neck where his own Mark lay. A muffled scream escaped me at the rapid movement as my wings had been pinned painfully against the bed, but I also screamed due to the searing, orgasmic pleasure of his own rapid feeding at that particular location and the sudden, violent, claiming thrusts as he started to pound into my body with every ounce of vampiric strength that he had. It was all that I could do to simply wrap my arms, legs and wings as much as I could around him as he tried to drive deeper still into my body and the bliss of release tore through me once more.
He shifted our lower bodies up, raising to his knees as the talons of one hand scratched up my back, teased briefly against the base of one wing, before he moved his hand around and up to tangle my hair between his talons. At his harsh tug, I let my fangs slip from his throat and let out a groaning howl of breath as he continued to feed, continued to keep me over that edge of release and extending my orgasm to an almost painful height. I bucked and writhed as much as I could given my pinned state and then let out a frustrated snarl of breath when he abruptly pulled fangs and length from me. He wrenched his way free of my grasp and shifted so that he could yank me toward the edge of the bed. I started to sit up and he pinned my knees to my chest as he reached for the drawer to the end table. I let out a gasping huff of breath as my knees hit my chest and then stilled as I watched him pull out a bottle of lubricant that I had bought for us to use.
Kain coated one talon liberally and, with said talon magically sheathed to protect me from the razor-edge digit, he began to prod and stretch my rear passage. His thumb-talon, equally blunted, began to alternate between rubbing my clit and plunging into my core as he prepared my ass. I groaned and writhed beneath that knowing touch, equally enjoying the attention and desperate to move so that my wings were no longer pinned so against the bed.
"Gah-aah! L-let me…" I hissed and then whimpered low as his talon sank into my rear past the first knuckle. "Kain! Let me t-turn over! Nnngh! M-my wings!"
"Ah, my own, you are divine. Writhing so splendidly for me," he purred lustfully. "You want me to fill you even here, yes?"
"Nnnh!" I hissed and bared my fangs, fingers becoming tangled in the sheets beneath me. "You-ah! You know that… nnngh… that I do. You bastard! Just… let me move!"
He chuckled darkly and watched me squirm for a few more moments before he released my legs and allowed me to move onto my side, though he kept his talon buried within my rear passage. I groaned as I spread my wings out behind me, the cessation of dull pain its' own kind of release and then tensed up once more as he used that moment of my muscles going lax to drive his talon in past the second knuckle. His talon slid in deeper still and I let out a roughened cry at the girth. The tip of his other talon teased against the stretched opening and I couldn't help the small whimper that escaped me at the pressure. He let out a low chuckle and knelt down next to the bed. His mouth closed on my folds a moment later and I groaned when the cool heat of his tongue flicked out along my slit in a long path that teased my clit. A whimpering cry escaped me as he started to suckle on my clit, all the while still working his talon in and out of my rear passage as he readied me for his length. His hand shifted and his other talon plunged into my core. I cried out, one of my wings beat uselessly against the bed whilst the other arched upwards and fanned just as uselessly in the air as he worked both taloned in and out of each stretched hole. Before I could be pushed over that edge once more, he pulled both talons from me and stood, slickening his length as he moved. He leaned over me, keeping me pinned on my side as he slowly slid into my slickened ass.
Kain mouthed my neck where his Mark lay and I crooned as I reached out to tease fingers over my own Mark upon his neck. The sense of pleasure and desire seemed to loop upon itself, our emotions and needs easily read through the Marks now that they went both ways. I shuddered and keened at the awareness of his pleasure at filling me so, the tight heat of my body clenching him enough that it was almost painful for him and yet the vicious desire for more that flared through him with each demanding thrust forward. I shifted without word as he moved back and lifted my right leg over his shoulder to help intensify the angle of his movements and he crooned his approval. He felt my own need for that elusive 'more' and slid a talon into my seed-soaked core as he started to thrust just a little bit faster. I reached down and started to rub circles over my clit, fingers brushing against his hand as he started to tease the tip of his second talon into my core. I cried out at the stretching sensation and bucked once, twice and then let out a howling keen as I fell over that edge once more. As I came from the feeling of that second talon slid in alongside the first, Kain let out a thundering roar of pleasure and followed me over that sharp-sweet precipice. Cold-fire seed flooded my rear passage and I tightened around him, milking him as my eyes fluttered shut due to the sensations overwhelming my mind. I could feel the pleasure-pain of his release as he continued to pound in my tight and spasming channel.
With a shuddering groan, he eased my leg from his shoulder and pulled his talons from my slick core. He pulled me up and close so that I could wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, staying buried in my ass all the while. He turned and eased us both back on the bed with me atop him as I licked and nibbled at his neck over my Mark, enjoying the sweet twitches of his length that were the result of said touches. A contented croon escaped him and he mirrored the movements on my own neck, a sense of languid lassitude filling us both. He let out a soft chuckle and nipped my ear.
"Eager for more already mine own?" he murmured.
"Mmm, maybe a little later," I responded as I cuddled close, wings tucking in around us like a blanket. "Kain?"
"Hn?" I could hear the edge of sleep in his tone.
"Be as free as you made me," I said softly against his ear. "I would not have your desires and will shackled because you granted me such a gift this eve."
"Ah, mine own," he said and his arms coiled a little tighter around my form for a moment before he tucked my head under his chin. He kissed the crown of my head and stroked his talons lightly over the base of my wings. "Again you prove loyal and true to me, my Dear Katrina. Rest now."
I chuckled softly and nuzzled close to him, letting my eyes fall shut as sleep claimed my senses.
I hope everyone enjoyed and again please have a safe and happy new year!
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