Slayer (open)

"If that is the only reason, Celest, than please, get the bloody thing over with."
He opened his shirt enough to bare his chest to her, the outlines of his heart beating somewhere in between.
"I wouldn't think you to ask of a name from me. I am simply a mindless vampire, one in a million you will slay before someone cuts you down. If we only wanted death from each other, my dear, it would have already happened. I want more..."
He nodded to her, "It is a pleasure to meet you. I am called Depp, not that you care to know it. I'm sure after you kill me, you will forget the name, and our encounter... or is it the opposite? Have you been thinking about me, deep thoughts you want to push away, but do not dare."
He took a step closer, his chest still bared to her, his eyes still switching from the stake, to her beauty.
"Come Celest, you are a slayer, and this is apparently my last night on earth, I deserve at least a bit of honesty before I go, don't you agree?"
 
- She backed up on instinct, her smooth back bumping against the cold concrete of the wall as her eyes looked into his. The closer he got, the looser her grip on the stake became.. until the loud 'clatter' of it landing on the ground echoed throughout the alleyway..

His chest was smooth, etched in perfection as he drew closer to her.. the way the moonlight reflected off the cold smoothness... vampires were always cold... -

"As a slayer I want to kill you, feel your tainted blood seep down the blade of my dagger... but... "

- She could feel her heart pounding against her chest, she could feel how heavy the air got just then -

".. As a woman... Depp... as a woman... I want to feel your skin against mine, I want to feel your body and your... well I can't say soul now can I?"




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Depp let his hands trace up the gentle curves of her body. A single knowing passing between him, a thought that burned through his skin as he touched her, setting them both afire.
"I know. You will be my lover, my angel of the night. I felt something, I admit it. I wanted to touch you..."
His hand came up to her neck, it cupped against the supple skin. He leaned in closer to her, unable to resist feeling her next to him, breathing in her scent up close, not having to catch it between the smell of rotten garbage and polluted air.
He wanted her, pure and unchanged.
"I was afraid to though," his lips next to hers, uttering words he had longed to dispell from his own heart, "I was afraid you wanted only my death."
He kissed her, pressing against her. A simple seductive dance that he loved to share, the true hunt of a woman, replacing any nourishment. A man craved a hungry kiss more than he did a burger, and this, before him, was all Depp wanted.
He broke it, just for a moment, just so he could take in her beauty amongst the moonlight once more.
"I was afraid I loved you."
 
- Inside she was shaking, taking in his touch and his kiss as he pressed his body against hers... and kissed her...

... and oh what a kiss.. the kind that left your lips tingling moments after it had ended...

Her eyes were wide, hidden with sparks of confusion as she looked at him. Her whole body was hot when he touched her, and with him being so close to her...

... but her job forbidden it. He was a vampire, and she was a slayer. She was THE slayer, the saviour of the world. The protector of the human race, the race she despised with a passion.

Her second day and she had completly given in to one of the most powerful vampires.. to this.. Depp...

Maybe it was a trick. It had to be, he had to be playing with her feelings. Love? Love after only one instance together, and now another... what was she thinking? If she wasn't the slayer he wouldn't take a second glance at her... he would feed on her and throw her to the vultures, throw her to the creatures of the night on the cold pavement..

That was why she pushed him away, and took off running down the alleyway.. that was why her body was alert, that was why her feet pounded against the pavement of the night...

... That was why she must not see him again...

... she couldn't.... -


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Depp knelt down, picking up the silver stake. He held it in his hands, the last remnant of the slayer. As a vampire, being brought into this world as both a killer and a demon of the night, he held himself with a particular pride. Tonight, however, he couldn't help but be proud of himself, and this particular accomplishment.
She had run off.
Like a little girl, wanting her mother.
He kept the stake, a reminder of this day, and what it meant.
To scare a slayer like this, to be able to harness that much power over her, without so much as a single fist. Just one kiss.
Who knew she was so shy?
A virgin, perhaps?
The kiss was pleasurable, her taste like a ripe fruit. He sensed a bit of inexperience, but she looked old enough to know the ways of a man.
Didn't she?
Shaking his head, he went off into the night, in search of another victim.
 
"James would certainly not be happy about this, this whole thing about the fact of how weak I am, the fact that I have failed as a slayer... "

- Celest sank against the cold wall, sinking to her knees as she angerily threw her dagger into the wall... beating herself up emotionally because of what she had done, because of how weak she was with temptations of the flesh.. -

"I failed, I am not fit to be called the slayer.. James.. I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.. "
 
Spike

He watched the scene and shook his head. As Celest ran, Spike followed after her along the roof tops. He dropped down a few feet from her as she began beating herself up.

"Failed? No, you have only begun. You will get stronger slayer. This is not something you can master overnight."

He crouched down in front of her, his arms over his knees.

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- She looked up at him, a sense of anger.. yet a sense of gratefullness in her eyes -

"What would you care? Your nothing but a vampire, your just like him"

- She looked towards the moon as she raised slowly to her feet -

"Do you think this world really needs another slayer? .... They don't need me, they need the last slayer... they need her, she did a better job than I could ever hope to do"
 
Spike

He shook his head softly for a moment.

"No, I am not just like him. If I was, I would have attacked you by now. Much like you, I was lost when I realized I couldn't harm humans, but through willpower and traiing I was able to learn to feed myself and keep from hurting humans."

He stood up and looked up at the moon as well.

"Need her? No, I sense you can be better than she ever was. Right now you lack the willpower to try. Perhaps this is the time when you need your watcher the most."

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"And what do you need Spike?"

- She looked at him, he was too... considerate, too kind for a vampire.. he was an ancient, she could feel it.

But before he could answer her question she heard another scream, and she was off again.. of to do her 'slaying'... she was alone in this world it did seem... -
 
Spike

He was going to tell her perhaps a friend, but her sudden leaving stopped him. He had been around a long time, and it had been awhile for him to have any friends.

He sighed and then stood up, taking his time through the maze of city streets and alleys.

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- She was glad the night was drawing to a close, heading back to her watcher James seemed to be her only other option at the moment. However, instead of walking in unannounced, she jumped onto the roof, leaning across the edge and letting her feet dangle...

... It was the sunrise that intrigued her -

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Spike

Seeing it was almost time for sunrise, he made his way back and laid down to sleep for the day.

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James

After Celest had left, he spent the time setting up some things for her to train on. A stand with three wooden boards on it, the center one long and to the floor, while the other two were to either side of the middle board and angled so that she could use it like a punching bag.

He then took a few hours nap, waking up just as the sun was beginning to rise. He yawned for a moment and then went into the bathroom to take a shower. He had left the door open so the steam from the shower could be let out.
 
- Celest eased off from the roof, entering through an open window.. the bedroom window. With a soft sigh she gathered some clothes and eased towards the bathroom to have a shower.

She was slightly disappointed as she looked towards the shower and saw that James was currently in there. -

"I need a shower, how much longer are you going to be?"
 
James

He peeked his head out when he heard Celest's voice.

"I may be a little longer...Why don't join? There's plenty of room."
 
"Fine, but no touching, I can wash myself thank you"

- She quietly eased out of her restricting clothes, dropping them onto the toilet. Her body was etched as a perfect silhoutte, being a slayer had its advantages...

Despite the fact she had tight muscles, she still had the body.. and the curves.. of a natural woman.

Quietly she stepped inside of the shower, the steam causing her body to sweat as half of her stood underneath of the water -

"I thought you said there was alot of room.. "

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James

"Looking is fine with me right now."

He gave her a grin for a moment before ducking back into the shower.

There was a little room for both of them to move around, but that was it. He chuckled softly.

"Ok, so I am not always a great judge of size. What about you?"

He leaned back against the wall as he watched her for a few moments. Even just looking at her was turning him on, despite the warm water.
 
"Well your semi hard 6 inches tells me I am a very good judge of size"

- She looked at him and smirked as she reached for the soap, sliding a wet silky path down her waist and around to her sides, sliding the bar around her breasts and collecting the soft suds around her hard nipples...

Ok, she wouldn't lie... being in the shower with James was doing more than just turning her on. But she needed to keep it business... didn't she?

Her clevage could hold that bar of soap, and without even realizing what view she was about to give him, she bent down to slide the soap down her legs... giving him the full view of her soft glistening womanhood...

.. and so close to his cock, it was a small shower after all.. -
 
"Well, size doesn't always matter Celest. It all comes down to how well you use it."

He licked his lips softly as he watched the water cascade down her look white hair and along the curve of her back. He was vert tempted to reach out and stroke her back, but not yet.

As he bent over, he grinned as he enjoyed the view of her glistening womanhood. He didn't make much noise, but shifted to standing. The move was just enough to close the small gap between her slick pussy and the head of his cock as it slid along her spread lips.
 
"James.. your cock is rubbing against me do you mind?"

- She looked at him for a moment but surprisely, she eased back, and let her slick pussy slide down his cock... -

".. Cause I don't..."

- She gasped out as she inched back more onto him, eased onto him, right to his balls..

The water cascading down her body was driving her senses wild.. she knew what she wanted.. she wanted him... -
 
"No I don't..."

His words were scut short as he let out a moan, feelign her slide back onto his cock. His hands slid up along her sides and up to her breasts, squeezing them deeply.

He could feel her pussy grasped around his cock tightly from her stromg muscles, moaning softly. Soon her began thrusting in and out of her slowly and deeply, squeezing her breasts in time with his thrusting.

"Mmm...yes..."
 
"This is what you wanted it.. wasn't it James? Doesn't my pussy feel good?"

- She smirked, she loved talking dirty.. it turned her own immensely...

The way his hand cupped and squeezed her breasts in tune to his thrusting drove her while. The shower was so small she only had room to barely support herself against the shower stall wall.

She bit her lip gently, easing her head against the wall as she ran her tongue over her lips, gasping from his thrusting.. -

"Oh god James, you feel so good.. harder, thrust me hard.. fuck me like you have always wanted too"
 
"Oh yes, you have such a wonderful pussy..mmm.."

He groaned louder as he thrusted harder and faster into her, his finger squeezing her breasts harder.

"Oh you sound like such a slut...like my whore..You wanted my cock, didn't you?"
 
"Uh huh, I knew your cock would feel so good inside of me.. I want to feel every single inch of you"

- She was overwhemling enjoying this, the way he felt inside of her.. and the fact she was getting clean but feeling so dirty at the same time -

"I will be your little slut James.. you can use me anyway you want... "
 
James

"Mmm..I gonna fuck you..fuck you till you can take no more.."

He arched up, his hands sliding down to her waist and grabbing ahold of her hips. He moaned and groaned louder as he drove harder into her, loving the way she felt.

"You'll always be my slut...oh god...yes..."
 
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