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It had been a few days since the terrible fire, which had claims the inn and scorched a number of buildings around it. What exactly had caused the fire was up for debate, but what ever the cause it had destroyed the inn completely, burning it to the ground with no hopes of being rebuilt anytime soon. No one was hurt, luckily, though it was a major blow to the owner and those who relied on the inn for their livelihood, one of which was the young Isabel. She was a favorite of many of the patrons, always a smiling face and happy to serve those who came to the inn for a drink or a bite to eat. No doubt most liked her because of her looks, she was an attractive young woman and nice to look at, her pretty smile as well as her nicely sized breasts and small waist always got her some extra tips.

For now Isabel wasn't sure where to go or what to do with herself, she had no family and no significant other, she was just a sweet girl who didn't no where to go or what to do now, the owner of the inn had tried to help her but he had his own worries. She had stayed with him for a few days, now, but she knew she had to leave. She lied and told him she had found another place to stay, knowing that he would never make her leave otherwise, and now she sat near the inn with a small bag of what few belongings she still had; she had lived in the inn while she worked there so most of her things were gone as well now. She was at a loss for what to do or where to go, she just knew that she had to figure something out or risk being out on the streets, which was not a safe place to say the least, particularly for a beautiful girl like her. She looked tired and concerned, her usually well kept brown hair messing, not back in the neat braids she usually had but rather hanging down, resting on her shoulders. She was wearing the clothes she had been wearing the night of the fire, which weren't her favorite and did little for her as it got darker and colder.

Isabel wondered if she could find somewhere to stay if she went to another city, she didn't want to but she would if she had to, what other choice did she have?

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Timothy had visited the inn less than a month ago. He had a good time there, in fact, it was one of the more memorable moments that he had. Slowly flirting with one of the barmaids before he was able to get her to spread her legs. She wasn't that hard to seduce, but she wasn't so easy that mad it no fun at all. He had heard of the fire that went on there. The place completely gone and no doubt the workers would be laid off. Timothy wondered about the girl. Isabel was her name, he remember it, normally he wouldn't remember or even ask their name.

He was a young man, a man that traveled a lot, though he wasn't completely without morals, he had a sense of what was right to do, he just usually didn't care when the gain was much more. He walked around the city after a meeting that didn't go very well. He was rather angry right now. His usually handsome face was having a slight frown.

Timothy was surprised as he saw her in the streets. "Hey... uhm... Isabel is it?" He said to her as he smiled, his anger disappearing a little. "How are you? Up for some more fun?" He said, not yet bringing up the fire that happened, now doubt it was sad. "I'll make sure you won't regret it."

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Isabel hadn't expected to really see anyone, particularly not the young man whom she had seen at the inn not all that long ago. He had been friendly, and attractive as well, which was probably the main reason that she had actually slept with him. She wasn't a whore or slut by any means, but as a bar maid she did like to have fun every now and then. He had been nice, though for that reason she was embarrassed to see him now when she was clearly in a bad spot. Despite just being a bar maid she did have some pride and liked to think she was a strong and independent woman who could take care of herself.

He remembered her name, which surprised her and she couldn't help but blush. She vaguely remembered his, Timothy, but she had always been good at remember names, it helped her to get better tips when people came back. "Oh, I don't know.." she said, looking down at her feet for a moment. It wasn't an entirely unappealing idea, but of course that was just one night and right now she needed to focus on figuring out what she would do in the long term.

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He looked at her, smiling. This would help with the bad day that he was having for sure. He was older than her, but not by much, from what he could see, she was the perfect thing to distract him from the unfortunate events happening. "What's wrong? I mean... I know and I'm sorry about what happened to the inn. I was planning on visiting it yesterday but I found out that an accident had happened. How are you coping with that?" He asked.

Timothy smiled, she was looking cuter than even though he could see the accident probably left her in a bad mood, she was likely without any work. "I haven't have a good day either. How about we get together and relax a little?" He said, leaning closer to her. "I'm sure I'll make it worth your while." He wanted to give her some gold, but clearly that would make it look like she was whoring herself, so he tried to make sure he'd leave her satisfied without saying it out loud.

"Come on... we can stay together and make us feel better." He groped her lightly with his hand.

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Isabel looked at him, feeling somewhat unsure. He had been nice to her, it would be better than sitting out on the street. How he was talking to her, though, really did make her feel like she was some sort of whore, using her body to get money or even just a place to stay for the night, but then she wondered if that was necessarily a bad thing. If it got her what she wanted and needed then she might as well do it, it wasn't like it was something that she wouldn't do were money and other things not on the table.

"I'm... fine" she said with a small smile, though of course that wasn't true, given that the reason she was out there at all was because she had no where to go.

"Okay... I suppose you have a point" she said, slowly nodding her head as she felt him gently groping her. She pushed herself up, taking her small bag of a few clothes. It was just going to be a night of fun and a change to forget about everything bad that was going on, that was all. It would be better than sleeping outside, which was what she seemed to be facing at the moment.

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Timothy didn't know that it had left her completely homeless, though the more he looked at her the more he realized that. "Were you... laid off from the inn after it was burned down?" He asked her as they walked along. He had a room in an inn, a place that only had rooms to sleep in. He thought it was a nice mix of security and location, though it was clearly no fun, which was why he was always wondering around to other places.

"Good... I have to say that night we had... I still remember it very clearly." He said to her. He thought that he needed a bath, mostly to wash off the feeling that he had for the day. Of course she could join in for some more fun as well.

He left her inside the his room. It was a very neat place, with everything very organized as he threw his coat off and began to strip. "I'm going to take a bath... and I would like you to join me." He turned as he leaned close to her as he kissed her. "You'd want to attend to me don't you? Even if you're technically not a maid right now with me."

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Isabel followed walked with him, feeling somewhat ashamed of herself as she though about what kind of whore she was being right now, something she had never really though for herself before. She wasn't a whore, she was a good girl. Sure, she messed around every now and then, but it was never anything too bad... now, though, she was walking with a man, sleeping with him mainly because she wanted a place to stay. This was what she had come to, it seemed, and she felt as if she really should be ashamed of it.

"Yes, I was. The owner had no other work for me to do, so I am trying to find what to do now" she said, shrugging her shoulders and trying not to seem too upset by it, that she had it all together even though she clearly didn't.

She stepped into his room with him, nodding her head and smiling slightly. "Yes, I do too" she said, and that wasn't a lie, it had been a very pleasant evening. She didn't sleep with patrons of the inn often, but he had been different, his seduction had been irresistible. She saw him start to strip, nodding her head slightly as he said he wanted her to join him in the tub, returning the gentle kiss. "Yes... I would like that" she said with a smile. She was here so she might as well have fun with it.

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"Oh... I see... I'm sorry for what happened to you." Timothy told her before pulling back a little. "Well... we'll see how well we get along. I could do with a companion..." He said, suggesting that he might want her with him. But really... he wasn't completely sure, he was used to being alone, and he didn't treat woman all that well in the past, especially ones that he didn't have feelings for. Isabel was a bit different though.

He groped her very slightly before taking off his clothes completely. they had seen each other named before... it shouldn't really be an issue. Smiling, he looked at her before his hands reached over. she said she would like it too... so he thought he may as well have some fun in the bath with her. His hands reached and began to strip her. "I dare say you have one of the nicest bodies I've ever seen. I would love to fill you again."

Afterwards he led her into the bathroom, being an independent person, he really didn't have her wait on him much at all, starting to set up the bath all by himself, like he usually would. "You can go in first... if you want. Seeing you might want a bath as well."

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Isabel smiled, shrugging her shoulders "We'll see, I guess" she said, though she didn't seem very serious about it, she didn't feel as if that would necessarily be a good idea, though it was worth thinking about it for a moment maybe given her situation. For now, though, she just considered this a one night thing.

She watched him as he stripped starting to undo her own dress as he undressed and slipped out of his clothes, at least it really wasn't awkward because they had both seen each other naked already. She smiled as he started to strip her himself, complimenting her body. "Thank you..." she said with a grin, enjoying just how straight forward he was, saying he would love to fill her again.

She walked with him to the bathroom, seeing right away that she wouldn't be serving him too much tonight as he started the tub. "Thanks, I definitely need a bath" she said, feeling dirty and not wanting him to have to really touch her. She slipped into the tub, trying to wipe any dirt off of herself, feeling a bit embarrassed by it even.

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Timothy smiled at her as he watched her slip into the bathtub. "Okay... the water is nice?" He said, he did notice that she really needed one. "Where have you been the last two days?" he asked as he slipped in with her. He reached for some soap and sponge. "Here... you wash up first. I'll just sit here and watch you." He said to her with a smirk on his face.

The water was rather warm and nice, he was feeling a lot better now. With a naked woman in a bath with him, even though he slept with a lot of woman, this was still a rare thing. Usually he was more concerned with fucking than anything else.

"So... are you interested in actually joining me?" He smiled at her as he just relaxed. "That is if you hadn't found another job to do. I'll say it upfront, it'll be tough, and I will require you do things without question from me. But otherwise. I can see you really enjoying yourself."

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"Very nice" Isabel said as she sunk into the bath, letting the warm water relax her body. "Oh... around" she said, not wanting to get into specifics. It involved a lot of pleading for a job and then trying to find somewhere to stay. She had stayed with the owner of the inn one night and then the streets another, which was no doubt why she was such a mess.

She accepted the sponge and soap, smiling at him "thanks" she said as she started to wash herself, trying to give him a bit of a show as he did so that at least he might enjoy himself, washing her breasts in particular.

"I don't know... I didn't realize you were actually serious about the offer" she said, looking at him. He seemed to be a decent person... though she didn't now what exactly he did, what she would be expected to do.

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"Oh okay... don't worry... I won't press too much on where you are going." Timothy told her as he smiled, just laying back in the bed and enjoying himself while looking at her clean herself. After she finished he began to wash himself as well, he wasn't really dirty, but he felt he needed to freshen himself up.

"Of course I'm serious." He said as he stepped out of the bath and then proceeded to pick her up. "I'm also very serious about having some fun with you now." He picked towels to dry them before carrying her over to the bed and then settling her down. Leaning on top of her he began to kiss her on the lips while using his hand to stroke her body.

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Isabel washed herself and then watched him as he cleaned up a bit himself, just enjoying the warm water for a moment as he finished up. It was nice and comfortable, particularly after being out on the streets for awhile, it made her appreciate a warm bath even more than before.

She smiled as he picked her up, having not expected that, holding on to him as he carried her over to the bed and set her down. "Then I will have to seriously consider it" she said with a grin as he leaned over her and kissed her, kissing him back as she enjoyed the feeling of his hand moving along her body. Even if she was sort of whoring herself out she figured it wasn't so bad, enjoying his touch. It was a good distraction from all of her worries.

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She had done it before, when the man slept with her that night. Timothy has left a handsome amount of money to her as well, and with her following him around there was no doubt he be able to take care of her, even if it was his way. He wasn't cruel, though his views are somewhat warped.

His hand reached between her thighs and began to stroke her pussy. "How good does it feel my dear?" He asked, his member just brushing up to her inner thighs, he very much wanted to fuck her now.

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Isabel was seriously considering going with him, thinking about what other choices she really had, but she didn't want to be rash. She would figure it out soon, before he left she would know what she wanted to do and whether or not she wanted to stay with him. Until then she would just enjoy herself.

She moaned slightly as he started to gently stroke her pussy, smiling at him as he asked how good it felt. "Very good... " she said, feeling his member brushing up against her thigh and wanting it very much, his hand touching her pussy making her feel more and more aroused.

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Luckily Timothy was giving her time to think as he was going to be enjoying her for now. Whether that'd actually help her think though... Was another question. "Ahhh..." He pulled have his hand and moved his cock to pushed again her entrance. Then slowly... He began to slide his length into her.

His hands held onto her as he started to piston his member in her folds slowly pumping it and moaning. Savoring the moment. He thought he'd be more rough, but the bath had washed away a lot of his anger.

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Isabel would definitely have difficulty with actually thinking about what she was going to do, but perhaps her enjoyment of what they were doing now might play into the decision she made. It didn't seem like that bad of a deal, to be taken care of with the only real cost being sex, something she enjoyed herself. She moaned as he slowly slid into her, feeling his cock filling her and enjoying it just as much as she had the first time.

He went slow, not being particularly rough, which was probably in his best interest if he wanted her to go with him. Had he been too rough he might have scared her off, he could wait to be rough until she had already decided to go with him. For now she enjoyed his slow thrusts, biting her lip and moaning with pleasure.

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Timothy remembered being more rough with her last time, bit never was he hurtful. He only did that when he was extremely upset, and she had helped a lot with that already. Smiling at her. He pushed his member into her time and again, his moans gradually getting louder.

"You're just as sweet as the last time," he said to her, hands drifting over to her breasts as he played around with her, he was going to be fucking her every night if this was how good she was, somehow he thought she was even better than the last time. "You do this a lot when you worked at that bar?" He asked her.

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Isabel may have been a bar maid, but she was surprisingly innocent given that, she wasn't some pure little angel who never slept around, he was evidence of that, but surprisingly she did it very seldom and she never did anything too out of the ordinary. She didn't mind if things were a bit rough, maybe, but she rarely experimented. What he was doing now was exactly what she liked and was used to, and she was enjoying it very much.

Isabel smiled at him "No, I am not some whore" she said, though it wasn't too convincing given that she said it while she moaned, her breasts bouncing slightly from his thrusts. For not being a whore it hadn't been all that difficult to get her into bed with him.


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After that night five years ago they made their way to the coast where they hid out in Los Angeles for a month before having to run again. When it came time to run again Dimitri showed Annabeth that vampires were exceptionally good and fast swimmers. They fled to Japan and stayed in Tokyo for a few weeks before moving to the cold barren snow covered land of Russia. There they lived in isolation a couple hours north of Moscow in the woods in an old abandoned hunting lodge. When they needed to feed Dimitri would take her into Moscow to hunt, all while showing her how to improve her abilities and leave no traces.

They lived quietly but still on alert for the coven for the next four years. Then one day a messenger showed up carrying a letter saying that Vincent had made alliances with the other covens in Europe and that they were all after them. After Dimitri disposed of the messenger he began teaching Annabeth how to fight like a vampire. Showing her how to use the weapons were one thing but she needed to know how to use her brute strength. Once the coven's had closed in on them they carefully sneaked away and made their way to England where they had more avenues' of escape.

One night Dimitri returned to their small apartment in London, shutting and locking the door behind him and sitting down on the couch. "We can't keep running like this." he said with an English accent. When going to different countries it wasn't hard for Dimitri to pick up accents and languages. Of all the countries he had been to in his lifetime, Japan was by far his favorite. He kept his eyes on the door and on the windows, knowing that the covens were searching for them and that they were in the city that inhabited by the Assamite coven. Was it dangerous, yes. It also made sense, what better place to hide from a coven then right under their nose.

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Never did she know vampire life could be so... amazing! Even with all the running her love taught her everything she needed to know. She got to see the whole and never was she alone. Annabeth was finally happy after what happened five years ago. But all too soon the constant need to run was getting worse. They could never stay in one place to long. It seemed that they were now on a constant fight to survive. Is this what he went though before he met her? Wounded and hungry and constantly running.

She actually missed the snow filled Russia. They were able to stay there the longest. He taught her the most there but it was not meant to be. They would never be able to stay in one place. She just tried to find the good in it. They were together and only had each other. Long as that didn't change, she felt fine.

Now being in London, her senses were all over the place. It nerved her that he wanted to hide right under their noses. She wished to be more secluded but it didn't help them before. Sighing, she was peaking out the window of their small apartment. Her body tense as she waited for his return. Hearing his return, she moved to sit next to him. Her eyes had a slight red glow due to her lack of blood. "Why not...? Their must be some place we have not been yet." Her voice still sounding the same for she had trouble with accents.

Annabeth did not want to give up. Then again she was new to this life. Hope was something she had because she met Dimitri. Even with sitting there hoping he didn't notice her eyes, she didn't want to think that way. She hadn't went out to feed with the hunt for them getting worse. Yet she knew she would have to so she could live another night. Ir would be better to die fighting then to die from lack of blood.

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Dimitri looked over at her, her red eyes being the first thing he sees. "It wouldn't matter anyways. They'd find us again and we'd have to run. Again." he said shaking his head. While she wasn't entirely used to it yet, he had been doing it for over a hundred years and was getting tired of it. This is exactly what his life was like before he had met Annabeth. He knew the covens were slowly getting closer to them and it was only a matter of time before they couldn't run anymore. "At this point I'd rather bottleneck them and take as many as possible." he said facing back towards the door.

"The only thing I would see to at that point would be to storm the estate of the Wesker coven right outside of Paris." he said with a light shrug. Yes his old coven was french but that didn't make them any less deadlier. Under his brother's rule, the Wesker coven was actually the most powerful coven in all of Europe. That faded however when Dimitri killed his brother. "You'll be fine for another night. Since we don't have any bloodpacks I'll go out with you tomorrow night to feed. I think you're perfectly capable of doing it yourself but I don't want the covens' to catch you out on your own." he said calmly. He would need to feed tomorrow as well. While his eyes weren't red yet, they would be soon. He looked back over at her and smiled and kissed her softly to ease the tension. "Try not to worry about it love." he said reassuringly.

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All he said worried her deeply. Sure Dimitri had taught her to fight but Annabeth was nothing like him. She knew enough to save herself to stay alive. Still to run head first into a fight made her... nervous. Winning would mean their freedom... at least for a while. Losing would mean there lives and she was scared to think about how they would be dealt with once caught. He had warned her that night but she would stay with a coven if she known they killed him.

The tension left her with his soft kiss. It was times like these where she remembered just how gentle his was. True Dimitri was a hardcore, kick ass, fighter but that gentle quality always bought a smile to her face. Over the few years, she learned to trust his judgment. She even had her own scars from not listening to him. They had each gotten wounded one way or another. It was mostly her but who was counting.

She gave him a kiss back. Her kiss promising so much more but she knew it would be bad to do that now. A blood lust was the last thing they needed at the moment. He knew what happened to Annabeth in that state. It was not a wonderful sight at all.

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Dimitri smirked at her kiss. "Come now. We both know what happened last time we did this when you needed to feed." he said with a chuckle. While the last time they fucked while she needed to feed was fun, it was also extremely dangerous. He still had a few scars from her on his body in random places. If they weren't so close to being caught at any moment then he would move to go at it with her. Along with being caught, Dimitri also didn't feel like going through walls and into other peoples homes.

He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close to him. He kissed her neck softly to ease the tension of what he had said. His senses were in a more sensitive state than hers, due to his years of running and tracking the coven, so he figured he could risk a little distraction and take her mind off things. "Just sit down and relax for a while." he whispered in her ear. He kissed her neck again, gently dragging his fangs along her neck. Once they were safe he had shown her what he was really capable of in bed when she was a vampire, as opposed to having to be careful and gentle when she was a mortal.

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Sex with Dimitri was more than Annabeth could ever have imagined as a mortal. Every aspect of it was pure bliss. He knew how to please a woman ten times over and these heightened senses made it all so much better. Just thinking about it made her smile. She knew it was dangerous for them to fuck while hungry but she wanted him. Her red eyes showed as much. A lustful grin came over her face.

"I'll try..." A soft moan came with his kiss and fangs. Oh the memory of those fangs digging into her flesh. The blood he would draw out in their pleasure. The delicious marks she left from getting some of his blood. She shivered at the thought. "You know if you only tease me... you'll have to pin me down to stop me from taking what I want from you."

Those scars were there for a reason. Some of them not all pleasure. They had their arguments like any couple. However with Annabeth being stubborn... well, it didn't end well. Dimitri usually won anyway. It was always him that was a comfort to her and her him. When he would get hurt or her, they were their for one another and she loved it. Never would she be alone. He had been keeping his promise.

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Dimitri couldn't help but smirk at the challenge. "We both know how that'll end. I guess it just means I'll have to follow through then." he whispered lustfully into her ear. As he spoke he slowly moved her so that she was laying on the couch with him on top of her. He moved his hands to hers and pinned them down beside her. He remembered how they'd bite into each other during sex, the rush they got from drawing each other's blood. Then there were also the fights they had, she'd be wrong about something, or he'd be wrong about something and the whole thing would turn sour in a heartbeat. Though the fights would end quickly and they'd make up and go on about their business.

He kissed her deeply and pressed his hips against hers, his cock growing harder by the second. He moved his hands down to lift up her shirt and grope her breasts. He released his grip from her breasts and grabbed her bra and yanked it off of her, breaking the strap, then ripped her shirt from her next. He enjoyed ripping her layers of clothing from her, though she didn't always agree with the idea he didn't let that stop him. He quickly took his shirt off and threw it to the floor and leaned back in to kiss and gently nip at her neck. He let her hands and arms stay free, he liked it when there was a struggle between them.

[Assistant] Annabeth gave a soft moan into their kiss. Grinding her quickly moistening sex against him. Pushing her breasts into those hands then the tearing of her bra and shirt. A small growl came from her. Tilting her head for him. "Oh Dimitri wants to play that game..." Her voice was filled with lust. Scratching down his back to draw blood while the ripped off his pants and boxers. Taking a deep breath, she smelled his strong dominating scent. Reaching down and stroking him. "You forgot to pin me." Her other hand scratching again.

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Dimitri grunted in pleasure as her nails raked down his back. He could feel the bloody seeping from the scratches then the wounds would quickly heal over. He smirked down at her as she ripped his pants and boxers from him. He then felt her hand grab his cock and start stroking him, making him even harder, as he leaned in to bite her neck and tasting her blood. "I know." he whispered in her ear. He moved his hips as she stroked him until his was fully erect. He let her hand guide the tip of his cock to her wet entrance. He could easily smell her and could always tell when he made her wet.

He poked at her entrance, but never fully entering her, to tease her. He suddenly stopped moving and leaned to to kiss and lick her neck. "I didn't pin you because you'll need your arms." he said, his words followed by him ramming his cock fully into her. He brought his hands down to cup and and squeeze her ass before sitting up and pulling her up with him. He stood up and slammed her against the wall as he thrusted hard and fast into her.

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Annabeth cried out as the sweet pain of his fangs sank into her neck. It made her instantly wet, needy... she wanted him now. Yet even with her pulling, he continued to tease her. "Dimitri..." She growled out as he poked her. Then it was nothing. Her eyes looked him over. Every inch of that glorious body that was her playground. A promising kiss and lick before she knew what he had in store. Suddenly she was stretched and filled in one swift motion.

Next was her arms around his neck and her back cracking the wall. "AH FUCK!" Screaming and moaning out as her nails raked his flesh again. Her fangs sinking into his neck. Tasting him but a moment before moving her hands to the wall. Placing them over her head. Before thrusting herself forward to knock them to the floor. Riding on top of him with equal hard and fast thrusts. "Your right... I needed my hands."

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Her sudden push off the wall caught Dimitri by surprise. "Told you." he said with a smirk before grabbing her and rolling so that he was on top. He slammed into her but slowing his pace to tease her. He kept his slow pace before suddenly picking back up and lifting her up and pulling out suddenly. He set her down in front of the couch and turned so that her ass was towards him. He moved towards her and dragged the tip of his cock between her pussy and her ass. Without warning he fully slammed his cock into her pussy, pushing her into the couch. He slammed into her until he felt his orgasm building and shoved into her one last time, his cock twitching as he emptied himself into her.

He pulled out of her and leaned over and kissed her neck softly. He helped her to her feet and wrapped his arms around her. "I'll go with you to hunt tomorrow night. We need to sleep though, sunrise is in a few hours." he said softly. While sunrise was a reason that he finished quickly, what worried him more was that the covens would hear them and find them.

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Their wild sex was always the best to her. He always managed to come out on top but she loved it. Screaming in pleasure as she came with him. Panting from her need of thirst but a little saddened it had to end so soon. She knew he was probably stopping for their safety but it didn't mean she was happy about it.

Hearing the sunrise was near, she nodded softly. For all the times for the sun to come up. Snuggling him softly, she was ready to sleep then. No reason for them to stay up with the sun coming up. "Alright dear... I'll ready for bed..."

[User] "I'll be there in a minute." he said with a nod. He would wait until she left the room to walk over to the window and glanced out to see a man walking on the sidewalk across the street looking up at him. Dimitri knew it was a scout for the covens and they had found them again. It was only a matter of time before they closed in on them and they would have to run again. He stepped away from the window and closed all of the curtains throughout the apartment. Once all of the windows were covered and the entire apartment was locked he stepped into the bedroom and closed the curtains over the two windows before crawling into bed next to her. He smiled and softly kissed her neck where he had bit her earlier. "Sleep well love." he said softly, deciding not to tell her about the scout.

[Assistant] Annabeth moved into the room and crawled into the bed. Waiting for her love but know what was taking him so long. He's been doing it since they have been running. He was probably into the window checking and shutting out the light. She was fine with him checking after all. He was better at this that she could ever be. When he returned, she smiled lightly at him. Making a soft sound, before closing her eyes. "Mmm... you too dear." Letting herself drift off and trying not to worry.

[User] Dimitri pulled the blankets over them and wrapped his arms around her then let himself drift off to sleep. He slowly awoke the next night at sunset, his senses coming to almost instantly, and could tell that something was odd. He slowly crept out of bed and made his way into the living room, a odd scent coming from the door putting him on alert instantly. He quickly and quietly checked around the apartment and made sure that nothing was out of place and seeing that nothing was he slowly made his way to the door. He lightly sniffed the air but the scent stayed outside the door and never came into the apartment. "Damn." he said to himself. He walked away and moved over to the couch and sat down trying to think. With the way things were going it was only a matter of time before their door was kicked in by assassins.

[Assistant] Shifting in the bed, Annabeth felt the sunset and slowly sat up. As usual Dimitri was already gone from bed. He was probably looking out for threats as usual. Quickly she showered and dressed before coming out to see him on the couch. Her red eyes glowed under her long hair as she flipped it out of her face. He looked... oh no. She moved quickly and quietly over to him. Sitting next to him on the couch and leaning against him with a look that she was ready. "Dimitri... are they here?" She whispered to him.

[User] Dimitri looked over at her as she sat down next to him. He wrapped an arm around her and shook his head no at her question. "No, but they will be soon. They know where we live again." he said softly. He looked back to the door then back to her. "I'll go out with you to feed then we'll leave immediately afterwords. We should be able to lose them providing they don't catch onto us while you hunt." he said seriously. This wasn't going to be like Russia where they had time to plan an escape. No this was going to be an extremely close call running all on improvised ideas, thoughts, and tricks. He slowly got up from the couch and went back into the bedroom and got dressed and grabbed a small backpack and packed a change of clothes along with a few weapons. As he packed he thought of how they'd get away without getting caught.

[Assistant] Annabeth watched as Dimitri left into the bedroom and she went to the window. Knowing the sun had gone down and peaking though the window. The street was still a bit busy and they looked good. Groaning, she came from the window and glared at the door. Slowly moving over to it to sniff the air. They were outside the door! How were they going to get out of here?! She moved into the room with Dimitri. Monetarily dazed by watching him dress before shaking her head. Standing ready before him, "Are we fighting or sneaking?"

[User] Dimitri looked back to her after packing his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. He could tell she knew and pointed towards the window so as not to speak. He moved over to the window and silently opened it and stuck his head out, scanning the rooftops and sniffing the air. Seeing that it was clear and motioned for her to follow him. He silently climbed out the window and dropped the two stories down to the alley and looked up to see if she was following him. Once she caught up with him he would walk deeper into the alley until coming to an exit. He watched the people walking on the sidewalk, trying to find the easiest victim for her so the hunt can be done and over with quickly. He spotted one walking into an alley where a pub was located in the back. "There's your feed." he said calmly motioning towards the person walking into the alley.

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It seemed that they were sneaking away. Only on rare times did they actually fight. Now was wasn't it as Annabeth slipped out the window and landed gracefully on her feet. Following after Dimitri with hungry eyes and trying not to groan. The scent of humans was everywhere and it was so much stronger when she was hungry.

Looking down the alley, she said nothing to Dimitri after he pointed the person out. Using her speed to pin him to a wall and cover his mouth. Silencing him with her strength and drinking her fill. Killing the person was the part she hated but her control was not as great as her lovers. She looked over to him licking her lips. Nodding and ready to go again. Knowing he needed to feed too and they needed to get away. Surly they knew that they were gone by now.


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"That's it? Fruits and berries?" He glanced around in disgust and gave a bit of a contemptuous sneer. His fingers lingered on her calf. His touch was possessive, like a man might stroke a favorite object of theirs. "You are a fae, Aria, are you not? Can you not summon the forest to you? Make the birds and squirrels and rabbits come dancing in the field? Rabbit, yes... that sounds delicious," he paused to lick his lips. "And do not look at me so strangely. This form is... weak, yes, but it has its uses. Bathing, for instance. It is much easier to bath naked man-flesh than a thick pelt of fur."

"And you may call me Darrus... now go, and fetch me some food," he tried commanding her as he would his pack, and gave the soft curve of her leg a firm swat.

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"Yes, that's it. We only eat meat when the fruits and berries are not in season or not easily found." She explained simply, frowning as she noticed the disgusted expression on his face. She knew he was a werewolf, but he still had human form some of the time, and she knew humans could eat such things. Personally she found berries, especially mulberries and wild raspberries to be delicious. Much easier to collect berries then find, kill, skin and cook a rabbit. Aria shook her head as he spoke, her frown lingering as he asked her to deceive the forest creatures, lure them into a trap, so that he could eat meat.

At the firm swat Aria squeaked, stumbling to her feet out of surprise, before looking down at him. "Well, Darrus... nature is only drawn to my kind when we dance---almost only when there are multiple nymphs, and only when we're alone. They know to stay away from humans, and I have no doubt they'd know to avoid your scent too. Its fruit or nothing." She informs him, arching an eyebrow at him. The way he was treating her did not escape her notice, and it rubbed her the wrong way. She was fae---a free spirit of the forest. True... during sex... she was compliant and submissive... his sexual prowess had overwhelmed her, simply put---but she wasn't always a complete push over. And she was starting to think, despite the tempting pleasure he offered, she should really be getting back to her sisters... if they would accept her again.

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"Berries will suffice," Darrus said with a self-centered, arrogant sigh that seemed designed solely to make her irate and disgruntled. But the way he looked at her. A smoldering, dark gaze that knew her secrets, her wants, her desires and her body. A body that jiggled when she jerked away and slept up. He slowly licked his lips. The same habit he had shown the day before in his wolf form.

And then he reclined back again, hand settling across his stomach and just smiled at her, acting for all the world like he was the god of this retreat. A lord of the forest and she, she was his concubine and servant. But wasn't it? Hadn't he said this glade was his now? Hadn't he told her she was his?

"And then you will show me this dance of yours," he added as his gaze fell to her pert ass as she moved and sashayed with her unnatural grace.

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It was as if he read her mind. The moment she started to think of leaving him his gaze flickered and changed, darkening, seeming to cut right through her to that most intimate space between her thighs. That one look stirred her desire, made her pulse quicken with memory. The knowledge, and the promise in those eyes... maybe she'd just stay a few more hours... see what was in store after breakfast. Watching him lick his lips, she recalled the day before. Maybe he would find interest in tasting her honey again.

Aria shook her head to clear it, gently flushing, and turned to go begin gathering berries. She started to walk for the line of bushes when Darrus spoke up again... asking her to dance. Or really telling her. Aria paused, looking down. She'd never danced at the command of an outsider. She'd never danced alone---she danced when she was happy. She danced with her sisters. "You already saw it, right before you attacked the glade." She whispered, thinking of her sisters dancing and leaping around the clearing, so carefree, when he interrupted.

Biting her lip she wondered where they were, then continued to walk away, to the edge of the clearing. One of her sisters had left behind a scarf she used to tie her hair back---Aria picked it up from where it had fallen and used it to hold the berries she collected.

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"If you call that an attack, you are a lucky nymph," he interred under his breath as she left to forage. Darrus waited until she returned. His gaze was on his fingernails. Nails that had been thick, curved, clawed things the night before. Claws that had drug across her skin leaving pleasant welts. Claws that had dipped into her sex and collected that honey. Claws forced into her mouth. He glanced up as she saw her out of the corner of his eyes and smirked knowingly.

His languid posture was deceptively nonchalant, but the moment she drew close enough he was like a coiled snake. He lunged out at her. A hand sliding around the back of her knee, pulling her with surprising strength even in his human form. He could manhandle her easily enough as man, wolf, or were. He yanked her slender limb over his hips and moved to drag her across his lap, to knock her off balance and make her fall ass-first atop his groin.

"Then perhaps another dance. Maybe you will dance on my cock, Aria? Does that sound better to you?" He breathed, his free hand that did not firmly grasp the back of her thigh reached between them. He pilfered a few berries and popped them casually into his mouth.

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Aria filled the tied together scarf with berries, then collected a few apples from one of the trees. It didn't take her very long. The bushes and trees were always so plentiful with food. Once she finished, she returned to the clearing, quietly observing him as she drew closer.

Darrus seemed to be studying his fingers. Aria gazed at them too, gently blushing as she once again recalled the night before. The scratches on her legs stung, but not too badly. No... she was thinking of how those fingers had felt, exploring her insides while she came. She shivered at the memory, her heart skipping a beat as he looked up at her with a smirk that let her know they were thinking of the same thing in that moment.

"I brought back some apples---" She started to speak---shrieking as he suddenly lunged at her and grabbed her. And all of a sudden she was being yanked down, her thighs spread as she fell to straddle him, his cock right under her. Aria gasped at the contact, eyes widened in shock at how strong he was, how fast he'd maneuvered her into this position---the apples had fallen from her grip when he'd pulled her and now rolled past their feet in the grass, but the scarf was still held tight in her hand. As she pulled in a shaky breath he reached into the scarf, taking a few of the berries to eat.

Dance on his cock? Aria blushed, but found herself nodding. "O-OK." She stammered out. For how possessive and demanding he was... the moment he touched her her body felt so alive and eager. Just sitting on his lap like this she felt heat curling through her, filling her.

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His possessive hand slid up the back of Aria's straddling thigh and onto the curve of her ass. He cupped the fullness of it and gave it a delicious squeeze to make her buck atop him as his nails would dimple and bite into the soft, sensitive skin. The closeness, the heat of her, the uncanny lust that permeated a nymph's every pore would have him growing rapidly harder in mere moments.

But for now, he relished the fruit. Playing coy, he ate each methodically. Crushing them between his teeth. He lifted one to her own lips, sliding the plump, ripe berry along her bottom lip. Staying it that color of its juices before his fingers guided it into her mouth and across her tongue. Even as he hand fed her, his cock rubbed against her inner thigh and bumped into her pelvis.

He tugged at her hips and shifted his own, allowing his rising girth to spring up between them before she was yanked in closer to him, her hips towards his own and she'd find the hot length of his cock against her side. However, it was pinned between the two of them, with no chance of penetrating her. Instead, the thick, vein-covered underside of his cock rested along the expanse of her vulva, nestled in neatly between her labia with the velvety, swollen head jutting out past her clit which it was in ever-present contact with. "Dance," he growled at her, even as he ate another of the fruits.

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Feeling the bite of his sharp wicked nails in her soft flesh Aria gasped, her hips jerking forward. A dark thrill raced through her, too. All her sisters liked sex soft, mostly gentle. None of them could stand pain with their pleasure... but Aria had always been different. In small doses it excited her, and she loved being taken hard. Which made her think that somehow, perhaps, this was destined to have happened.

Feeling him getting hard beneath her Aria shifts restlessly on his lap, eager to get started. But of course, he decided to tease her, and sat there eating berries from her makeshift pouch, occasionally pausing to hand feed her some. Each time, Aria obediently parted her lips, her gaze locked on his, and gently wrapped her lips around his fingers as he slipped the berry in her mouth. She sucked the juice from his fingers, quivering as his member brushed her thigh---so near, yet so far, from where she wanted to feel him.

Suddenly, though, he stopped with the berries long enough to pull her closer. Aria gasped sharply again, arousal flaring bright in her gaze as his cock suddenly jutted up between them, lodging in between her folds. But damn it! He still wasn't pointed to slide inside her. Aria started to lift off his lap to fix this mistake---but at his command she paused, eyeing him. He wanted her to keep his cock like this? Aria hesitated, then settled down again on his member and bit her lip, rocking against his member. The velvet soft head rubbed her clit deliciously and Aria whimpered, her face flushing as her body quickly responded. She wanted him inside her... but this wasn't bad.

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The delicious rubbing of Aria's clit was what Darrus expected, and as she whimpered and flushed he only smirked knowingly. He sat back and settled in as her body quickly escalated.

"How long can you go, my nymph, without having me inside you?" Darrus wondered aloud, considering this something of a test---or a game. He ate another berry, and then a second, and as he lifted a third to his mouth he hesitated, before he brought the cold berry to her check. To the jade color of her gently swaying titflesh, and rub the berry into it as it popped, spilling its dark purplish juices across her bosom. He painted her areola with it, and only when he was satisfied then did he cup the heaviness of her breast and bring it towards his mouth as he leaned down to lick and suckle it clean.

All the while, his cock flexed and jerked, teasing her outer sex with endless possibilities and smacking against her little engorged clit. His man-cock was just as impressive as his wolfen one. It lacked the length and distinctive bulge at its base, but it was wide and thick with a proud, throbbing head that could stimulate her as well as any creature's member.

At that point, his teeth were raking over her hardened nipple, biting at it, creating a bit more pain that mingled with the pleasure, blossoming outward and sending sparks along her spine.

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Once Aria realized she could rub her sensitive throbbing clit over his swollen cock head to stimulate it... well she found it hard to stop herself from doing it constantly. She rocked back and forth, panting, riding his length as he laid back to watch.

How long could she go? How long did she even want to go? "Is there a reason... to hold out?" She asks, panting, her voice dark and gripped with lust, her eyes bright with it as she gazed down at him. She realized it was a test though, and so she continued, instead of immediately caving as she so wished to do. She gyrated, twisting her hips and felt his member settle even more snugly between the lips of her vulva. It was such a warm and thick cock. Not as big as the night before... but maybe that was good. She'd probably feel pretty sore, taking such a thick girth two days in a row. This was a good size---still meaty and thick and warm. And she really enjoyed the bulbous cockhead---especially rubbing over her clit.

Leaning her head back Aria closed her eyes and moaned, quivering as she felt the cold juices of a berry suddenly burst over her nipple. She opened her eyes, looking down at him, and inhaled sharply with arousal as he suddenly latched on to her nipple like the night before and sucked at it. Her entire body gently spasmed, her hands clenching tight on his shoulders as her inner walls clenched around emptiness. She squirmed on his member---groaning in pleasure pain as he worried at her sensitive little nub with his sharp teeth. Her nipple was hard as a pebble, darkened to a deep forest green, throbbing as he nibbled on it. Her hips bucked, some dark electricity sparking straight from nipples to clit, tightening everything in between. She panted, trembling, and reached down, rubbing his cock with her hand. She was so close to losing her patience for this game---she was getting so turned on. She just wanted to feel him inside her by now, fucking her hard like an animal once again.

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Darrus released a deep, guttural sound of his own as her hand slipped between the two of their bodies and her fingers found the turgid shaft of his cock. It was slick from the constant coating of honey that slickened it as her vulva squeezed around it. her hand pressing at it, dragging it all the more forcefully across herself, smacking it into her clit as her hips bucked and writhed.

"Because I say so," he intoned. He could see the patience fading. The constant, overwhelming need to orgasm taking control of the nymph. After all, that was her nature. Her need. In truth, it was his as well. He was no less a sexual creature than she, his of dominance and lust. A need to fuck and conquer. Yet he was also an alpha, and could spend hours fucking a single mate. A necessary skill, to keep the rest of the pack away from her and ensure she was heavy with his pups and no others'.

"Nu uh," he tsked and his hand snapped up, slapping across her pert breast before he rudely captured that fiery hot pebble of a nipple and gave it a jarring twist. Another blossom of pain erupting through her. More intense and visceral than his teeth, which still had some teasing to it.

"No more hands," he said as he was reaching past her. Tugging from the earth many of the sinewy, strong vines that her and her sisters weaved into garments. Even as Aria was left to hump against his hot, pulsing cock he grabbed her wrists and quickly looped them together behind her back, binding them with a stunning precision and speed at the small of her back, and further causing her shoulders to pinch together and thrust out her breasts in a lewd, inviting way.

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Hearing Darrus's sound of enjoyment, Aria smiled, practically purring, as her fingers stroked his shaft, rubbed it against her clit, and moaned with her own pleasure. Aria started to lift her hips up now, her hands grasping his cock to move it inside her, to have him fill her. She ached so bad for that thickness to slide deep, deep within her.

However, before she could readjust his cock to accomplish this goal, Darrus scolded her---suddenly slapping his hand across her untended breast. Aria's breath audibly hitched---then she was crying out in shocked pleasure despite the pain... or because of it, jerking on top of him, her hands around his shaft gently squeezing as he twisted her nipple hard. The sharp thrill that that shot down her spine nearly floored her---her back bowing as her honey splashed onto his cock. Not the right reaction. Not the right reaction at all. Or at least... so part of her brain admonished. The other part was slipping under a wave of need so intense it was blinding.

Blinding enough she didn't notice him pulling the vines up from the ground. She just felt his hands suddenly grasping her wrists, yanking them away. Aria let out a whimper, restlessly, eagerly squirming against his cock as he bound her wrists behind her. Again that excitement that shouldn't be there snaked through her, warming deep in her belly, making her sex tighten on nothingness. She shouldn't enjoy being restrained by him this much. But ohhhh she did. "Please... take me..." She begged him, her eyes pleading as she continued to squirm atop him, rubbing herself on his member and trying to get off on it... but it just wasn't enough. She needed to feel him inside her.

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The vines were thick, strong things. They were coiled around her wrists and up her forearms, then looped back around between her arms and cinching the well-orchestrated knot together. They were cool, somewhat textures but yielding in that they didn't cut her skin or rub it raw. Indeed, the little leaves on them were downy enough. It wasn't just the texture of them, though. It was the feeling of it. Of behind helpess. Vulnerable. Exposed and wanted. Meant to be used and abused by this werewolf whose cock she was not made to drag her dripping sex up and down across. The end of the vine he tossed across her shoulder and yanked upon.

The pull of the rope-like vine pulled her elbows together, perhaps a small tinge of angry discomfort in her shoulders as her upper body was brought forward, closer to him. Her lips parted, full and plush as she pleaded with him in wanton yearning. "So be it," Darrus growled as he stole a kiss from her. A human kiss, with dancing tongues and a molding of lips to her own before he tugged harder, and her body slid forward across her cock. Coated in her sweet nectar as it as, there was little friction as his cock head slipped past her clit and sweep along the inner folds of her sex before with a wet plop it sprang upwards between firm pink ridges.

All at once, going from behind achingly empty, desperate to be filled, to then being completely consumed by the thick man-cock that throbbed and split her apart to her molten core. "Now ride me," he growled against her mouth even as he nipped roughly at her bottom lip, leaving it swollen and pleasantly throbbing.

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The bindings was extensive, surprisingly so. He'd done this before, Aria suspected. Quite often, by the speed he managed to bind her in. And then he was tugging at the vine---and she was gasping, her body lurching forward towards his. Her full, aching breasts brushed his warm, strong chest, and her folds nestled right over his cockhead. Her elbows were pulled tight, tight together, and her shoulders tingled with warning signs of discomfort. But her need was so raw, so intense, all her attention was focused on that warm tip, so need her weeping core. She squirmed and moaned, lost in her desire.

It was not long, though, before he silenced her pleading moan with a kiss. Oh---she hadn't thought of this! Human lips---warm, intense, they pressed to her own, demanding she yield to him. And she did, parting her lips, returning the kiss---whimpering and quivering as he tugged even more on her bindings. Her hands clenched tight, pain radiating up her spine, a dark undertone to her arousal.

And then she felt Darrus's cock. Not rubbing her folds or teasing her clit, but thrusting up inside her sex. Sex fisting around his thick member as it split her open Aria moaned, shuddering as he filled her. Oh that felt so good! Closing her eyes she soaked in the sensation, then panting nodded at his words. Her body started to move, to rock against him, her breath briefly hitching as he nipped her. A small sharp pain in her lip, then he was kissing her. Soft throbbing pain seemed to ride her entire body. Her lip, her nipples, her shoulders. But it didn't matter. All she cared about was the pleasure and desire she felt in this moment. Her sex clenched around his member and another moan passed her lips as she began to ride his thick, wonderful member.


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Suo didn't understand. Nobody did. Even in the difficulties of marketing, of selling products and venturing to other countries his father had always been a magnificent businessman; always one step ahead of any competitors and always well-liked by those he did business with. He was a good man who treated his workers with dignity and respect, someone who had the ear of the people and built his fortune from nothing to own several grand manors throughout the British countryside along with several highly successful companies that were in the process of venturing to other countries... so how had things suddenly gone so wrong?

The boy had noticed the man's ailing health for several weeks prior to his being bedridden; he had tried to insist that he get rest owing to the fever, the coughing fits and pale complexion but always his father brushed him off and told him he was simply a worrying son. As the weeks progressed however, the symptoms grew worse; doctors had been called in to a previously vigorous and healthy man to see a thin, pale figure with barely the strength to stand. No one understood how the sickness spread so fast. No one even knew what it was.

Medical science couldn't help him and so Suo was forced to watch his father steadily succumb until one day the man simply didn't wake from his sleep and he was lost to the world. It was a terrible tragedy and a mystery. Whispers followed him as he walked through the cobbled streets, even his carriage driver offered him the pitying expression he so hated. The funeral had been bursting with well-wishers, but none of them eased the pain in Suo's heart.

He and his father were religious people; he had prayed for salvation for the name only to receive silence. He was sure the illness was unnatural; that someone had frown jealous of his father's success and wiped him from the earth... but no one would listen to him.

He sighed heavily as he laid on the grand bed, staring into the drapes above in the darkness of the night. It was comforting in a strange way; Suo enjoyed the quiet, much as he did in church, however little that had helped him.. self-doubt plagued him as he closed his eyes, hands resting gently upon his pale blue nightgown. "I would... give anything to know what happened... to bring his killer to justice... why...?" His fingers skimmed the cross upon his neck. "Why are You so silent...?"

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"Because He doesn't care." The whispered voice came out of nowhere, echoing around the empty room. Any attempts at finding the source of the voice would be futile; Suo appeared to be completely alone in the room. Silence was all there was to be found for a good few minutes, long enough to make the boy doubt if any noise had been heard at all. Then a breeze floated through the room, following on the heels of a light, but malicious chuckle.

Naoki smiled, his body was hidden from the mortal's eyes. His own moved along his potential prey's body, taking in what there was to see. His body was delicious, though his soul was far more so. So innocent, even in this age, and there was an undercurrent of anger, wanting revenge against whoever had taken the life of his beloved father. He wondered what it would be like to see that anger corrupt the innocence, surely quite amusing. He wanted him.

"Would you really give anything, little human? Anything at all?" A shadow behind the drapes, fleeting; whatever had created it was obviously toying with the man. "That's a bold statement to make; who knows who might take you up on it?" There was another breeze, stirring the drapes and brushing past Suo's cheek. The next words seemed to be whispered right into his ear. "Certainly not your God."

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The boy's eyes snapped open, his quiet contemplation broken as the voice echoed through the room. The cover fell from his slender frame as he sat up and slowly looked around the darkened brook, reaching sideways for the lit candlestick upon his bedside table. It was the only light source and cast eerie shadows about the walls as Suo raised it, a small frown lingering upon pale pink lips. "Whose there? Show yourself!" He had no idea how someone could have snuck into his manor, but he wasn't about the be intimidated, especially by one who so readily questioned his faith.

The breeze brushing through the heavy drapes briefly cast a sliver of moonlight over his porcelain features and the boy slowly rose from the bed, bare feet padding softly on finely polished wood as he walked cautiously towards them. "I am not afraid of ghosts and specters... you won't frighten me..." His voice had lowered slightly as he neared the drapes, the gown fluttering just above his knees as the taunting breeze continued. Suo couldn't help but jump slightly as the voice echoed again, lightly biting on his lower lip as his desire for revenge was questioned.

"I... I do not say things I don't mean." He clarified without a moment's hesitation as his hand gripped the drapes and pulled them open to reveal the window, the light of the moon causing his white hair to almost glow in the dim room. There was nothing there however and the boy frowned faintly, only to gasp and freeze in place as the voice came once again; more solid, hot breath felt brushing across his ear. It was disquieting to say the least and he turned sharply, pressing his back against the cool window as his eyes darted about the room.

"But you would listen to my desire? Who are you? Show yourself!" It was against all he believed to consort with such voices, but the Lord hadn't thought to defend his father from death... why should he remain loyal?

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The demon watched his prey, silent for a good few moments. He marveled at the human's bravery. The demand to reveal himself was amusing, and soon enough, he could, but for the moment, he remained invisible. When he spoke again, the voice was still close, whispered into his ear. "My aid comes at a steep price, little mortal." He chuckles lightly, and there would be heat; as if a body were pressed up close, but not quite touching. "Will you give yourself to me? Body and soul, to do with as I please?" Another, darker chuckle. "Perhaps it is preferable to giving your soul to a God that has forsaken you."

The head withdrew, and a moment later another breeze swept through the room, taking with it the flame from his candle, and any other light other than that from the moon. Bu the time Suo's eyes adjusted, or he re-lit the candle, there was a form laying luxuriously on the bed. Naoki was naked, he had no need for clothes, and strange demonic symbols were present on his skin. He smiled at Suo, his eyes full of dark amusement and hunger. "Will you make a contract with me, human? Or will you spend the rest of your like in service to Him, wondering what could have happened?"

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Everything within the boy told him whatever he was dealing with was ungodly, was something he should not be speaking to. Harsh reality had changed him however and he gritted his teeth as the amused chuckle again echoed through the room, a small gasp slipping from his lips at the sensation of breath running against his ear; of bodyheat so very close to his back. His eyes slipped to the side but he didn't yet turn for fear of looking whatever was there, biting hard on his lower lip at the words muttered in such a sinful tone. "I would give anything... if it meant my father would be avenged. The others believe his death natural, but I know otherwise..."

Another breeze then took the room and Suo shivered slightly as the candle flickered and died in the cold air, leaving the pale moonlight the only source for him to see by. He showy turned, eyes narrowed in search of what caused such a thing before they settled on the bed. His breath hitched and his gaze swirl focused on the being's face out of simple modesty, his hands clenched at his sides. A demon, there was no other explanation; a service for one's soul was the mantra and the boy found himself considering the offer.

"You would help me find my father's killer... and bring him to justice? If I have your word on this, then yes..." Suo took a deep breath and looked towards the demon, nodding firmly. "I will make this contract."

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Naoki's grin widened, and he slowly moved to stand, walking with cat-like grace until he was close to the human, mere inches from touching him. "Good..." He reached out, slowly touching Suo's cheek, caressing it, before speaking again. "To seal this contract I much place my mark somewhere on your body. You may choose where, but know that the closer it is to your eye, the more power you will have over me." He didn't seem bothered by the prospect, in fact, he was eager to see what the boy would do with him, if anything. "In return, the closer it is, the closer our bond; the harder it would be for you to escape." He chuckled lightly, grinning down at him again, "but you wouldn't try that, now, would you?"

He went silent, then, waiting for the human to make his decision. He didn't much care where the mark was placed, he was interested in this soul, and fully intended to hunt him down either way. He allowed his eyes to roam over Suo's body, enjoying the fact that he had caught him in his bedclothes. It would be quite interesting to see him without anything at all, but he supposed that would have to wait. A shame, but he had learned some degree of patience over the years, unlike the younglings, most of which could barely form thoughts on anything aside from their base desires. To think he had been like that once was quite frankly embarrassing, and honestly it was mostly luck he didn't get ripped apart by an annoyed elder, something he himself had taken to when they got on his nerves.

[User]
The boy tensed as he watched his uninvited guest rise slowly from the bed, possessing a natural elegance far beyond any he'd seen before. He didn't step away however, knowing that to show any such weakness would only hinder his position in the demon's eyes, though his lips twitched slightly in an uncomfortable frown as the fingers rested upon his cheek, stroking in what he thought to be a much too intimate motion. Maybe it was usual in such contracts however; his lack of knowledge was something he rather disliked. "A mark..." He repeated quietly, lowering his gaze slightly in thought.

His immediate reaction was to place it directly upon his eye for the maximum control, but the idea of it causing a scene in front of the many guests that would visit wasn't something he enjoyed. Being bound so absolutely was also somewhat unnerving, but he wasn't about to refuse such a priceless servant. A midpoint, he decided; close to his eye but able to be hidden from unfriendly eyes. "My neck..." Suo said slowly, his eyes flicking back up to the deep crimson ones that he was sure could see to his very soul.

He reached to the collar of the nightgown and carefully eased it downward and to the side, tilting his head also to expose the smooth porcelain column that would soon host their bond. "Here." He lightly tapped the spot just above his shoulder, a firm expression upon his features. "I have no desire to escape from a bargain made, but to flaunt it would only make things more difficult... I trust this is fine?" He took a slow steady breath in preparation for whatever would happen, wondering if the sensation would be painful if he'd be able to feel anything at all, even... "Is there anything else I need to know? I have every intention of going through with this, regardless... I must know what happened to father."

[Assistant]
Naoki chuckled lightly as, after a few moments of deliberation, the human chose the back of his neck. The slender throat, so willingly bared, was a temptation even he had to resist. He did, however, as the prize would be worth so much more when it truly belonged to him. "No, nothing else." He leaned in, slowly pressing their bodies together as his lips gently touched at the spot that had been indicated. Sudden, sharp pain would dig into the skin, but it was bearable, and faded soon enough, leaving only Naoki's symbol in its wake.

He remained where he was for a few moments, taking in the sensation of having himself bound to the mortal. It was always a fascinating experience. Eventually, he pulled back, looking to the mortal that would---for as long as it took for him to fulfill the contract---be his master. "When we find out whom it was that caused your father's death..." He grinned, obviously hoping for the worst. "What is it that you wish for me to do with them?" Perhaps the death of his father had been harsh enough for this little godling to want for something very ungodly. He had, after all, accepted a demon's contract in the matter.

Naoki remained where he was standing, looking down at Suo with expectant eyes. He was at the human's command, and he wondered just what it was that the man would ask of him first. He doubted, however, that it would have anything to do with what he was most interested in at that moment. He wanted to taste, of his flesh and of other pleasures that his body had to offer. It was a shame, but all the more reason for him to work quickly.

[User]
The young Lord closed his eyes as the demon stepped closer, very much aware of his naked state as the warm figure pressed against his own. The nightgown offered little protection from the contact and Suo felt an unwanted shiver run over his slender frame, lightly biting upon his lower lip as he waited for whatever would be needed to crested the binding symbol upon once-pure flesh. The lips pressed upon hos neck drew a faint gasp from the boy as he fought to keep himself still before a sudden, sharp pain raced through the point of contact and his eyes snapped open as he stepped back, a hand resting upon his throat. "I-Is it done?"

He blinked slowly and moved to stand in front of the long mirror upon his wardrobes, lifting his hand slowly from heated skin. It was there. Glowing faintly in the dim light of the room was a brand stained a deep black upon his skin and he sighed quietly with a small nod, trailing his fingers over it. It felt oddly sensitive and so lowered his hand shortly after, turning once again to his demon. "Your name... Naoki?" He frowned slightly and shook his head, an angered expression coming to him at the question.

"I want them to know the pain that I felt... being left completely alone and isolated... I want them to hurt like I did..." He swallowed thickly and looked back at Naoki's face. "They will die for what they did..." There was no other answers for the one who stole away his father, and Suo then stepped back to sink upon the bed, shaking his head.

"For my first... order," it would take some getting used to, "put some clothes on. You have to look decent... also... I'm not going to sleep any further tonight... can you make tea?"

[Assistant]
Naoki chuckled lightly as he watched the man move away, making no move to stop him, it could be considered against his contract, after all. His eyes sought out the mark, which was quite a fascinating sight on the otherwise perfect skin. His expression brightened, teeth exposing in another wide grin as Suo spoke of what he wanted to do with their target. "Your wish is my command." His voice was almost dripping in anticipation; he would take great pleasure in making them suffer, though perhaps not nearly as much as he would enjoy claiming his 'Master' as a prize.

The first order of their contract had him giving a low chuckle, and a light breeze swooped through the room as he disappeared once more. When he reappeared, standing in front of the wardrobe's mirror, he was almost unrecognizable. All of the symbols that had earlier covered his skin had disappeared, along with both his horns and his tail. Even his eyes were now a simple, dark brown; and no hint remained that he was of demonic descent. He was wearing a simple, but stylish suit that covered all of his body.

"Is this better?" He chuckled lightly, heading towards the door. Tea. Of all the things the human wanted him to make tea. But he supposed it should have been expected, they were living in a society seemingly based around it, after all. "How do you like it? Cream? Sugar?" He wasn't entirely versed in the nuances of the drink, but he did at least know the basics, and at least he wouldn't have much trouble finding all the ingredients.

[User]
Suo watched the ominous expression upon the demon's features, a faint frown coming to his lips that he hid as he turned to the extinguished candle. Perhaps he'd made a mistake in judging a painful death upon his enemies, but no; if Naoki happened to enjoy the deed it was nothing on his conscious. Those who had taken his father had lost the right to any sense of mercy in the young Lord's eyes and he nodded simply at the acceptance of the final act. He lifted an eyebrow as the low chuckle passed between his servant's lips, looking back in time to see the naked figure fade from sight. Suo wasn't worried the demon had left him and so waited in silence until Naoki reappeared.

His eyes widened in no small degree of surprise at the rather fine suit that fitted the---by all appearances---man's slender frame, nodding slowly at the dark brown eyes and hair. "That is... perfect." He said quietly, rising to pick the candle from the side and take it to the fireplace, kneeling in order to light it before straightening up and glancing back towards Naoki as the demon spoke.

"Just water..." He closed his eyes as he walked towards the window, peering out once again as he pondered for a moment before adding, "Earl Grey... I believe I fancy." He waited until he was alone once again before inspecting the black brand upon his shoulder in his reflection. The black seemed to be ink, the flesh slightly raised in the circular pattern and as Suo touched the mark it glowed softly, his breath hitching as a strange sensation of warmth drifted through his body.

He'd need to feel more comfortable with the whole affair quickly; he didn't doubt that a demon would try to twist and corrupt him, and while he had effectively shut himself from God, Suo wasn't about to cast aside his personal morals. Was he?

[Assistant]
Naoki grinned at the look on Suo's face. Obviously the human hadn't expected such things from him, and he found himself happy to be above and beyond expectations. He slipped out of the room when Suo's preferences were made clear, easily finding his way to the kitchen. Most human dwellings were rather predictable in layout, and the scents of the room led him there soon enough. The tea was hunted down with similar ease, and it wasn't long before he returned to his 'Master.'

He placed the tray delicately on the bedside table, pouring out the liquid in a manner he had observed before. Watching humans was an interesting past-time, they were such strange beings, and rather easy entertainment. He smiled, the expression still rather demonic, and far too amused, but at the very least he would behave when others were around; and offered the cup to the young Lord. "Just water and tea."

Once the tea was taken, he moved to sit on the bed once more. He sat properly, no hint of the relaxed, sexual position he had taken earlier. It was rather uncomfortable, but he wasn't entirely sure this suit would allow it, not to mention he imagined that was pushing things too far. Despite what Suo might think, he didn't have the intention to make their relationship anymore strained than it needed to be. He would push his luck occasionally, that was a given, but he would at least attempt to be subtle about it. After all, if he could avoid Suo 'putting him in his place' any earlier than needed, he would be able to do more in the long run.

[User]
Suo tilted his head to one side and shook his head, tugging the fabric of his nightgown over the black mark before returning to sit upon his bed. There was a great deal to take in, and he couldn't take as long as he might have liked to come to terms with having a demon in his house; showing weakness to such a being would hardly be wise, and if he wished to gain as much use from Naoki as he could, he would have to learn what the demon could do. "Hopefully this won't bring more problems than it will solve..." He said quietly, lightly shaking his head.

The door opened once again and the boy glanced up to see the transformed butler having retrieved the drink, walking smoothly to his side and placing the tea down before sitting rather elegantly upon the bed. There wasn't a hint of the precious sultry and questionable posture; it was all poise and sophistication, and it left Suo feeling conflicted as to just how he felt about his new 'employee'.

"Hmm... thank you." He said quietly, lifting the tea and inhaling the pleasant scent before taking a small sip and sighing in subtle pleasure at the taste. The demon could make tea. One point in his favor. "Naoki..." The young Lord began, his tone firm as he placed the tea on his bedside table and turned to face him, flicking soft white hair over his shoulder. "I need to know how useful you could be to me... what talents to you have?" He tilted his head to one side, looking the demon curiously up and down.

"Show keep what you can do... as far as this room allows. You can make tea but I hope that isn't the limit of your abilities."

[Assistant]
The questions brought a smile to Naoki's lips, a smile rather reminiscent of his earlier look, but of course, still remaining completely 'human' in appearance. What could he do? Oh, he could do many things, but perhaps a number of his 'demonstrations' wouldn't suit either the environment or his Master's mood. As he'd already thought, now wasn't the time to be pushing his luck. But still, it had to be impressive didn't it?

"As you wish." He decided to begin with a show of strength, and he stood, turning before crouching to grip the underside of the bed. With little hesitation, and seemingly even less effort, he stood, lifting the undoubtedly heavy piece of furniture with him. At the same time, he managed to keep the balance perfect, and Suo would not have to readjust himself to remain seated upon it. Naoki grinned again, setting the bed gently down once more.

Next was something not quite so 'mundane.' He turned from the bed, looking instead to the fire place. This one never failed to impress, and his expression became somewhat cocky as he extended his hand towards the fire. Instantly, it began to grow in size, heat and ferocity. It expanded out from the brick surrounding it, spiralling momentarily through the room before it began to fade. He could have made it larger, of course, but doing so would likely have burnt the house down, and he imagined that didn't fit with 'as far as this room allows.'

He grinned widely, turning his attention back to his Master, wondering if the man would be able to keep his reaction under control.