The Dark (open)

[Perplexia]

"I always liked you in blue an in red, i figure we'll have lanterns and such. I like the way your eyes sparkle in the light. But it doesn't matter to me Xav, i just want to marry you. I'm glad that it will be in Italy, an we'll have the restaurant's family there. But i also like you in purple too, hmm decisions" she stated with a smirk as she admired his naked body.
Placing her now empty glass upon the night stand she slowly crawled up his body and stealthily like a prowling cat. Her lips reached his and she gave him a long lingering sensual kiss.
"is your thirst quenched now my love" she said seductivley as her lips kissed his neck.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier nodded softly at her suggestions. Lanterns would give the whole wedding a different kind of lighting. He wasn't sure that it was any better, or any worse, it was simply different. He had almost compared it to items in role playing games that were of the same level and had the same number of stat points, just juggled around a bit, but decided that this would be a very dorky comparison to make, and had stopped himself before going into too much detail. He had so many other things that he had to think about for their wedding. Perhaps red wasn't a bad color. Roses came in red, and he was sure there was some meaning behind the color of rose. Maybe she'd know.

His thoughts immediately left him when he watched her stealth up the bed like a prowling cat, an image that again had made his hardness throb with anticipation for her. When she had kissed him, he had kissed her back, and found the coppery taste of the blood that she had drank almost erotic. He kissed her back with all of the passion and force that he was able to, and then her lips had left his, leaving him wanting more. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her for a few moments, while she moved in to kiss his neck after asking him if his thirst was quenched, "Yes, my love. We'll talk more about the wedding later. It will make good pillow talk."

 

[Perplexia]

She smiled at him her body pressing against his. The hardness of her nipples pressing against his skin, as her hands moved over his cool flesh. Her tongue flicked his nipples and slid down his chest as her body slowly moved backwards until her lips were placed hovering over the phallus.
She could feel his body stiffen with anticipation her mouth then slowly slid down his lengthly, her tongue flicking and lingering teasing and taunting him as she took him slowly to the back of her throat moaning over it. Her head slowly bobbed with a new found feverish emotion.
With each stroke of her mouth it was if she was communicating to him the depth of her love and devotion. Eventually she released his shaft and slid back up his body, lowering herself upon him and taking him with in her depths again.

 

[Bluemage]

His eyes followed hers, noting the mischievous glint in her eyes as she slid down his body until she was looking down at her erection. His entire body went stiff at that moment, knowing what she was going to do. When she had opened her mouth and taken his length deep between her lips, her tongue lashing and teasing his length, he let out a long and low moan, the sensations and emotions that she was not only causing him, but that she was communicating to him through her actions were wild and were ebbing at his senses, like they always did. This time she seemed to go deeper, and faster and with more determination than she usually did though. It was sort of shocking, but delightfully so.

When she released his length from her mouth, he let out a soft groan of disappointment that had barely had time to escape his lips before her mouth had been replaced by another warm and moist chasm as she sank down on his lap, taking his shaft into her tight depths. His hands had immediately shot up to take a hold of her hips, both steadying her, and somewhat controlling her movements, but not enough to change anything that she would do. His eyes opened and he looked into hers, "I love you..." He let out a soft groan, "And this is going to be one hard promise to keep if you keep up things like that which just make me want to roll you over and pound you until one of us passes out."

 

[Perplexia]

Raven smiled an laughed lightly as she continued to slowly grind against him. "now Xav, i would never imagine that you would break your promise to me" she teased as she gave her hips quick jolts with his phallus inside of her.

She let out a deep moan and continued to ride him. Her hands sliding up and down his form. Her nails lightly going over his skin as she groaned and moaned her body moving in a rhythmical pace to a music they couldn't hear.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier had smiled, enjoying the fact that he was able to make the woman that he loved so much laugh and smile with just a simple comment. His smile turned into more moans as the girl continued her movements on his lap. The girl was grinding against him and then giving him quick jolts of movements, successfully causing him to moan and groan loudly in continuation. He still kept his grip on her hips, assisting her in her movements, making the quick jolts of movement a bit faster, a bit harder, and a bit deeper than she had initially planned.

He closed his eyes as her movements began following a rhythm. It was hard for him to justify speeding her up or making her thrusts faster or harder now that she was moving with careful, thought out movements, like she was keeping time with some unheard metronome. His hips twitched slightly resulting in very soft and rather random thrusts back up against her hips, but nothing too extreme.

 

[Perplexia]

She found herself moaning at his contribution to their slow love making. Raven continued the movements as if her body was talking to his in a language on it could understand. There was a magic in this session of love making that was indescribable. It was if they'd reached a level of intimacy an understanding of emotions and needs and desires, a hill perhaps they'd finally conquered together. She was certain in their eternal life they would have others to over come, but finally she felt as one with Xavier on a mental and physical level, more intense then she had when he'd turned her. She was his mind body and soul, and he was hers the same.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier continued his slow movements against the woman who was riding him. He brought his hands up slowly, tracing his fingers over her back. He looked into her eyes and then brought his lips forward, capturing her neck. He didn't bite, he wasn't planning on doing that until he was sure that she wasn't intoxicated anymore, or, barring that, until she asked him to again. Instead he just kissed and sucked at her neck, not even brushing his teeth against her skin. He continued to rock his hips up against hers softly, continuing their slow lovemaking. This was for more than just the fun and joy of making love to her though. It was about getting her over the situations that had been effecting her. It was about making her realize that she was still fine, that he would protect her, and allow her to become the person that she had once been for a little while.

 

[Perplexia]

Raven continued to ride him slowly, the kissing on her neck seemed to cause her hips to move with a faster urgency to be one with him. "i love you i love you i love you" she whispered as her orgasm slowly built and erupted over him. Her pussy tightening around his shaft with a hungry desire and gyration that caused her body to tremble with pure bliss.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier had lay mostly powerless beneath the girl. He didn't want to move because he didn't want to disturb her, and he did so much enjoy what was going on. He wanted to contribute a bit more though, and as a result had found himself thrusting up against her over and over again. He wasn't going to let her down once she got to orgasm, or at least that had been his plan. Instead however, he had found himself fast approaching his sensation peak with nothing to slow him down. His thrusts against her, or possibly her fevered gyrations had been the key to pushing her over the edge, and soon after that he had reached his own peak and shot his load deep within he folds, his hands coming up to take a firm hold of her hips, keeping her against him, making sure that she took every drop of his seed inside of her sex, making sure that there would be no escape. He let out a few long moans and then once it was all done, he pulled the girl's body down against his, smiling and whispering into her ear, "I love you too, Raven...now, I think we should get some sleep, don't you?" He smiled, knowing that even if she didn't agree, that she would let him sleep simply because he had mentioned it. His eyes slowly slipped closed and he drifted off into a light sleep.

His sleep had started out light, but had quickly gone rather deep, probably because of all of the physical exertion. His rest was undisturbed except for a dream or two about all of the wonderful things that he was sure the two of them would do together. The only problem with his deep sleep, was that unlike usual where he was awake before she was, this time he was sure that she would be the first one up.

 

[Perplexia]

She smiled kissing him softly as he drifted to sleep, and she in turn wrapped herself around him. His arm naturally encased her keeping her next to him. He was her salvation in so many ways she didn't know where to begin. She twirled her finger over his chest as she listened to his sleep. Her eyes slowly closed and she as well drifted off to sleep.

Morning came and she slowly seeped from her lovers arms. She sat and watched him for a few moments. She smiled in her own euphoria as she watched him. So calm, so at peace. She made her way into the kitchen and made herself a blood cocktail. Having the desire to taste an English muffin she placed on in the toaster. She started a pot of coffee as well, simply because she loved the smell in the morning. After retrieving her muffin she made her way to the living room and began placing the finishing touches on the night club goths and those that led the human cults of vampire wanna be's.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier woke up to find himself alone in his bed. He stared up at the ceiling for a few moments. This wasn't a pleasant feeling. Was it possible that she had been too drunk the previous night and really had given in and done exactly what he feared she would, running off into the streets to jump the bones of anyone who would let her? He bit his bottom lip as the image of her strapped to the pool table and covered in semen came back to his mind. He supposed it wouldn't have repulsed him so much if it had been him who she had been having fun at the pool table with, but really, he wasn't sure he was ever going to have the stomach to even come close to attempting something like that with her. He couldn't imagine putting her through that, and really, he didn't want to go through it either. He could imagine her crying and begging him to stop too easily. He could imagine those things without having to involve bondage and a pool table. It was a pity, because he really did like the idea of tying her up for some fun, but it just was never going to feel right. He couldn't imagine doing anything like that now. He could barely even imagine being the dominant participant in normal sex.

He brought his hand up and rubbed the bridge of her nose. If she had slipped out again and was once more in trouble, he could only imagine things getting worse. He was going to need to find her. He pushed himself up into a sitting position on the bed and then pulled on a pair of pants, there was no time for boxers, and a muscle shirt, because he thought he'd probably look more intimidating that way, even if there was nowhere to hide weapons. If he needed to save Raven from creeps again, he wasn't going to need any weapons that weren't his own flesh and bones.

He pushed himself up and headed out into the main room, and stopped when he saw the girl with the english muffin. He looked at her from the doorway for a moment and then simply let his head fall over to rest on the door frame. She was alright. There was no need to start a search, no need to worry about her. He let out a long sigh and then simply smiled softly at her, "You were something else last night, lover." He smiled widely, "The word insatiable comes to mind, not that I wasn't ever so happy to help with that..."

 

[Perplexia]

Raven smiled up at him as he entered the room. if she breathed he would certainly take her breath away. "I know that i have not been myself, that now you are more fearful for me then you had been before. I want you to know that I love you Xavier, you are my life, my today, tomorrow and forever. I read once that the greatest way to conquer a fear, is to face it. I need you to love me freely, but you worry that you may jeer me back into that state i was in. Last night being intoxicated allowed me a freedom, you felt it didn't you? It was if i was coming back to you full force. So I propose this. Today we do the same, but i need you to help me face my fear. Your blood gives me the courage and loosens my inhibitions. So i want you to get me drunk. and put me over the pool table and take me as you want. Let me surrender to you. After the pool table you will take me to the bed and make love to me as you always have in the past. you will allow me to mix the two in my mind so i may be free with you, and you will with me. Will you do this my love?

 

[Bluemage]

He bit his bottom lip as he looked at her and she told him that the intoxication had left her free. She told him her plan on what it was that she wanted to do. She wanted him to lash her to a pool table and take her in whatever way that he saw fit? That was...one of the things he was the most afraid of doing at the moment. He watched her closely, his eyes holding a question that he knew that he couldn't ask. He really wanted to know that this was alright, but he knew that even if he asked if it was really what she wanted, if it was really alright for him to do, she would say that it was. Even if she hated the idea and was repulsed by it, she was going to stand by it. She was just too damned stubborn to give in on something like this, especially when she had been the one to come up with it.

He was sure that she could read the fear in his face. He was sure that she knew that he was wondering in his mind that if he did this he might lose her, that it might damage her so much that she would slip away. At the same time he was worried about how the association would go if this was successful. She wanted him to move forward to plow through the wall of fear and help her get over the pool table by showing her that she was safe with him, but what if what really happened was that her intoxicated mind twisted the lesson and turned it into something else, something where she started believing that running out into the town to find a gang of men who would strap her down to a pool table and use and defile her body was a good thing? He watched her closely for a few long moments. She still wasn't going to give in. It was really a pointless effort to even think about how this could go wrong. If it was going to go wrong, that was a simple fact, and something that he wasn't likely to be able to change. She wasn't going to let him say no to this...and worse, saying 'no' might be more damaging still.

After taking a long breath, that he didn't need, to cool his nerves, he closed his eyes, trying to imagine how this would play out. He slowly opened his eyes again, looking at her and then spoke up softly, "As you wish."

 

[Perplexia]

She could feel his apprehension. "listen to me Xav" she said slowly rising and walking over to him. Her arms encircled him and laid her head upon his chest. "Do you remember last night when you threaten to handcuff me?, i didn't freak out on you. When you had me on my back in the car, when you began to pound into me with that strength i love, i didn't freak out. I'm not saying pick me up an bend me over the table an take me like a brute, Like those men.. she bit her lips and gripped him tightly.

What i'm saying she continued, is love me, don't hold back from our passion. Don't change who you are. You can't live with treating me as an egg that is about to be broken. You will have the control. I need you to have the control. I need you to be the confident man that swept me off my feet. I need you to once again have the hand of rein.

Don't you think i know that i wasn't the only one affected by this? How much it tears you apart to see me as this fragile excuse of a vampire? You are my maker, you are my lover, my mate for all eternity. Nothing will change that she looked up into his eyes.. Do you understand? Nothing will change what we are together.

If we start the evening as we did, joking and being together, letting me slowly get intoxicated and taking out my desires upon you. you can take control. Just as you started to last night. Just love me completely.

 

[Bluemage]

He closed his eyes and took another long breath. He wasn't sure that he could really do this. There were so many reasons that he wasn't sure that he could really do this. If they started out joking and all of that like they had, then it was going to happen, he knew. He couldn't get her intoxicated and then not do something. He had already seen what that could lead to, and then she'd end up strapped to a pool table getting pounded anyway, or worse. It meant that when they started the game, they had to play all of the way through it, and that frightened him. What if he wanted to stop? Would she understand? Would she let him? More importantly, he was concerned with what if he couldn't stop? What if having her on the pool table, helpless for him...what if that unleashed some horrible monster inside of him and he turned into the beast that she was worried that he would become. There were so many doubts about this. So many answered questions that he knew that if he found the answers the wrong way would cost him so much...

He slowly opened his eyes looking up at her again, and then spoke, barely above a whisper, "What if I can't...?" He grit his teeth. He wasn't sure that he could say it, but knew he couldn't leave that where it was. He tried again, "What if I can't hold back when you're on the table like that? What if I turn into a monster...a beast?" He so much just wanted to take her to his bed, hold her close and let her fall asleep in his arms instead. It didn't involve tying her down, and it didn't involve him risking so much. He closed his eyes again and took a long breath. She'd tell him that it was fine, he knew that. She's reassure him that she'd never let him become that monster, she'd tell him that she'd somehow magically stop him even though her body was going to be tied down to a table and completely helpless to do anything against him. She'd tell him that everything would be alright, when there was a very real possibility that it wouldn't be...or maybe she'd just tell him that she knew him and knew that he'd never let that happen. He knew that she'd reassure him. He also knew that she wasn't going to give up on this. If they didn't do it tonight, she'd bring it up later. It was better to get through with it.

He looked up and then spoke up again softly, "How many times?" Again, while it made all of the sense in the world in his head, he knew that it wasn't specific enough for her. He tried again, "How many times do you want me to take you like that on the table?" He doubted she'd give him an actual numeric quantity. She was more likely to say 'until you're ready to stop', which wasn't actually true as he was willing to not do it at all. She might also tell him that she'd tell him when she was ready for him to stop, which again, he was sure wasn't true as she'd probably tell him as he was binding her that he shouldn't stop no matter what, no matter how much she begged him to, as it was part of the healing process. He brought his hand up and rubbed at his forehead.

 

[Perplexia]

She listened to his few words and watched the contortions upon his face as he thought. Monster, he was afraid he'd become the monster. It was her that almost killed him, her that went on a killing spree and practically took out a full building of humans. It was her that bit off a mans cock. Yet Xavier still blamed himself. He was frightened of what their passion cause, frightened of what it brought out in both of them.
How many times he question, what if he can't stop he questioned. What if he couldnt do it he questioned. He had witnessed the rape of her. The sight must be burned into his mind.
Perhaps thats what she needed was his beast to be let out. He wouldn't be able to help her, until he was willing to help himself.

stepping away from him she knew she had to incite a rage, he had to yell at her, he had to get out his guilt and anger at her and himself.

Xavier she said softly looking up to meet his eyes. "I love you more then life itself. But I'm going down stairs to get geo, i'm going to have him fuck me like the whore i am.

she wondered if the thought alone would be enough. Of course she didn't mean it, but it was meant to inspire his territorial behavior. She was his not only was he her maker so she was owned by him, his possession, but he was her soul mate. Was that enough to get him into a rage. To let out all the anger he felt.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier had watched in silence as she had told him that she loved him, more than life itself. That was reassuring. It was what she had said next. She was going to get Geo and she was going to demand that he fuck her? Fuck her like a whore? She believed herself to be a whore? His fingers curled into fists for a moment as he watched her closely and then spoke up softly, "No you aren't...because you aren't a whore." His eyes watched her with a careful calculating gaze. He had never told her that she was a whore. He was sure that the words had never left his lips before, and the thought had never entered his mind. She was simply his. Why would she start entertaining the idea that she was a whore all of a sudden? It...didn't really make sense. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

 

[Perplexia]

She held a blank expression on her face when his fists curled that was the beginner of the response she needed. "Perhaps i will be when i'm done with him, and if not i'll just go fuck all the help." She narrowed her eyes daring him to stop her. Come on Xavier she pleaded in her mind, get mad, get angry, get possessive forbid it. Damnit baby let it out.

"I suppose when i'm done with the building i can seek another vampire and become part of his harem."

Get angry Xavier, let it out, slap me anything. Fight with me damn it.

She turned and began to walk past him to the bedroom.

 

[Bluemage]

He took a long breath and closed his eyes. His shoulders slowly rose and then fell from the force of his breathing, "No you won't." When he slowly opened his eyes it was to look at the only door that would let her out of his apartment, "You don't have the strength or speed to get past me, at least not yet." He turned his head slowly so that he was looked at her back as she headed to the bedroom, "You might as well leave your things where they are in there, Raven. You aren't going anywhere tonight." He still had an eerily calm expression on his face as he watched her. He had not raised his voice, he had not broken anything. Everything about the way that he said everything, and the body language spoke that he was perfectly calm. It was the words that were communicating otherwise. He spoke again, his voice still calm, "So this is all because I am uncomfortable with tying you to a pool table and making you relive your rape?" He wasn't sure what he'd do with the various answers, but he knew she wasn't leaving their home.

 

[Perplexia]

She heard his voice, and decided not to answer him. She got dressed in a piece of lingerie and and heals, placing her hair on top of her head. She placed make up on her face. Walking out into the living room she didn't speak to him. Instead she walked to the door an turned the top lock and unlocked the chain.

 

[Bluemage]

He growled as she walked past him. When she had reached up to start unlocking the door he had moved forward, taking a hold of her shoulder and roughly pulling her back, knowing that her balance was limited because of her heels. He knew that she was going to fall back on her ass. He knew it was going to happen but he seemed unconcerned with it. He took the step forward, his hand coming up and locking the door again. His expression was still emotionless and empty. He didn't turn to look at her and just remained where he was. This wasn't going to turn into a fight, he knew that. She wasn't in proper attire to battle him, not and win anyway. He closed his eyes for a long moment and then simple placed his hand against the crack between door and doorframe, knowing that his strength would probably be as strong as any of the locks were anyway. This time he said nothing. If she was going to hold back on speaking then so would he.

 

[Perplexia]

As she fell back on her ass it was all she could do to should "yes" finally a reaction. "why Xavier" she shouted at him with a low challenging growl. Tell me why i have to stay?"
She took off one of her shoes and Flung it hard at him. She knew he could catch it, never had she thrown a thing at him before. "Tell me why god damn it" she screamed at him.

 

[Bluemage]

He did nothing when she threw the shoe at him. Instead he just let it strike his body and bounce off. He turned slowly so that he was facing her, his hand leaving the spot against the door. His expression remained the same, an empty mask, devoid of emotion. When he responded his voice was the same quiet and calm tone, "Because," His eyes were empty and dark, "as I told you before. You don't have the strength or speed to get past me." His eyes seemed to darken slightly when he had said that, but he still didn't really show any emotion, instead just watching her.

 

[Perplexia]

"Then open the door and let me go. Tell me why i can't go" she screamed back at him whipping her other shoe at him.
Although she loved his calm nature she hated that it took so much effort to get a rise out of him. He darkened a bit, that was good, But he had to commit. She knew the reason but he had to remember it. She was his. only his. He could dismiss her at any time. he was the maker. She knew that he loved her, and she loved him with every fiber of her being, but he had to let his anger be released. Although if he hurt her, he wouldn't forgive himself. But she could stop that couldn't she? She knew his heart. She knew him, every inch of him intimately. Yes she was his soul mate. They were connected on a level beyond what most ever experience in their life time. He had known it first. She supposed in some way she did to.