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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Fri Sep 07, 2012 12:35 pm

Loki's breath caught as the thunder rocked the castle. He closed his eyes. Even through the prince knew they were safe he was slightly afraid of the same screams in his ears. Demons were never his forte. The prince looked down at Len before she jammed herself into his chest, knocking the breath from him. The points of his armor scratched into her sides. Cold metal pressing tighter against his skin from her. Loki took a deep breath, trying to regain himself as he wrapped his arms around the shaking vampire. He held her for a minute until he could hear her breathing slow. "Shhh, we're safe little one." Loki whispered to her, lighting stroking her shoulder with his thumb. "It's okay." He reassured.

The prince pressed his lips against her forehead. "It's okay." Loki said again. Slowly, he felt as her racing heart calmed. Her body sliding away from his chest plate. Len's bare body was scratched but no bloody oozed down her. Faintly, Loki smiled and gently trailed his hand down her shoulder to her hand, lacing their fingers together. "You're safe." He told her, stepping back, pulling Len along with him slowly. Rain poured down, blocking any noise that any human would be able to hear, but they weren't humans. Each caught breath and gentle step could be heard. Their astounding senses could tell each moment. Sharp eyesight not losing a single detail. Loki's black hair curled at his nape as it always had, caressing his jaw like the entire day had been nothing. Even the vampire danced along perfection. Her blonde hair hugged her frame.

Loki took a long breath and let go of Len's hand, sinking away from her fleeting glance as he stepped towards a chair. Carefully, he pulled the helmet from his head, laying it on its stand. Then, he proceeded with the rest of the armor. Piece by piece he unbuckled and snapped free the metal until it lay placed upon a black wooden table. Loki rubbed his shoulder, sighing with the freedom of the weight. The prince turned back toward Len, sliding off a cloth green robe and discarding it in the chair before walking back to Len.

His green eyes looked down every inch of Len. Aware that her dress was downstairs, and he wasn't about to give back the white one until it'd been cleaned, he smiled ear to ear. The beautiful curvature of her small body almost distracted the trickster from his logic. Loki was almost breathless at the sight. Asgard had many beautiful woman. He should know, but not many dealt with him before hand. Loki swallowed. The muscles in his neck visually forcing down his silvia. He was nervous of running the kindness between them. Not many were kind to him, and not many could he in return be kind to. Every being tended to scorn him and despise him, but for one he found a single being he could stand long enough to talk to. One that he was forced to spend at least eight more hours with....shit.

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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Fri Sep 07, 2012 4:11 pm

Len whimpered into his armor. Why is she continously whimpering? Whimpering and crying is a sign of weakness! There is no need! What happened to her happened a long time ago! But.... Loki's being so sweet. Something that seems very rare for him. And it seems, that Len just might be one of the rare few that get to see this side of him. She wrapped her arms around Loki's battle ready body, holding him to her just as he held her. Body shaking, mind racing, tears threatening to spill again. Len actually started to calm down some as he fingers brushed against her shoulders. She could hear him whisper to her. Wait. Did he just call her little? Eyes flashing red as she looked up at him. "I am not that small." She growled softly before looking down, the anger flowing away. It has been too long of a day for her temper.

Besides, the feeling of his lips against her skin felt amazing. It sent shivers down her bare spine. She pulled away from Loki and met his eyes for a brief moment before entwining their hands. His hands felt smooth and soft, just like her own. Perfect. Hmmm... Maybe they have slightly more in common than she thought. They both are shunned from the world. They both have daddy problems. They're both beautiful and perfect. His maybe more in a godly way, her's in a vampire way but nonetheless still perfect.

He reminded her again that she was safe, though she didn't feel as safe. The demons have shaken her to the core. The fact that her dress is still missing bothered her even more. That dress had been with her for centruies upon centruies! It's been tailored and retailored to fit with the time frame and style of the decade. The dress it was currently in was her favorite style since the late 1800s. She pondered about where her dress could be as Loki lead her towards another room. The steady beat of the rain kept her mind focused. The sound of Loki's heart though, distracted her from her dress once in a while though her train of thought would get back on track.

Len finally gave up on her dress with much regret and focused on him in front of her. She took step forward to walk beside him. Looking up at Loki she met his eyes and blushed lightly. That was the second, or was it the third, time she's got him watching her in a state she wasn't fond of. He released her hand and she pouted at the loss. He took off his helmet and Len watched as he placed the helmet onto a stand. Silently she stepped towards the helmet and ran her fingers lightly over the horns. It fascinated her. Even more of how he could allow the heavy metal onto his head without falling over.

She glanced over at the undressing god. Her eyes focused on his shoulder before she stepped back to the place where she was left by the other. Len kept her eyes down as the man stepped towards her. She glanced up at him only to blush again. His green eyes roamed her body and she kept her eyes on his face, not backing down from him. Len watched him, curious to as what he was thinking. Her eyes darted to his neck as he swallowed. What a beautiful neck he had.... Almost made her want to lick. Almost. Actually, she was growing a small need to feel his skin. It was...a strong need to say.

Cautiously Len stepped towards Loki, her hand reaching for his again. Entwining together once again. Her eyes half lidded as glanced up at him again. Going to her tip toes she gently placed a kiss to his Adam's apple. Without much thought she used her tongue to slide up and around the bump on his neck. Jesus he tasted good. Len pulled away as she looked back up at him, dropping down to flat footness. "I-I'm sorry. I uh...Couldn't help myself." She whispered, looking away from embarrassment.

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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Tue Sep 11, 2012 12:11 pm

Loki watched carefully as Len traced the patterns on his horns. It almost disturbed him to watch another handle the artifact of himself, but he forced the feeling away. It was impossible for the girl to do any damage to them. There was no reason to get snappy about it, but his hair was damp from sweat and his body surged with adrenaline. His weariness becoming a distant ache. The cotton shirt clung to his frame, sticking against him against prominent features of his torso.

The prince felt his heart slow as he stood still, Len's fingers laced with his own. He felt he could break her, snap the vampire in half without a second thought, yet he knew that in a battle they stood on the same ground. Two immortals that could stand toe to toe. He took a deep breath. His green eyes looking down at Len, paying attention to every last detail. Loki felt his lips press against the bump on his throat. He held very still, holding his breath, not swallowing, not even blinking. Her tongue slid over the sensitive Adam’s apple. Shivers jolted through his body. His breath broken. Loki squeezed her hand before pulling his fingers from her's.

In a single graceful movement Loki pressed Len's hips back, pressing her back against him. His lips brushing down her neck."Don't apologize." Loki whispered to her, pressing a soft kiss against her neck. His fingers tracing patterns on pelvic bone. Len's naked body pressed against his front sending strange thoughts down his body. Loki smirked and gently pulled back the flesh of Len's neck between his teeth. Her cut off breaths and whimpers stirred dark pride within himself. The old set of skills awakening at their master's demand. A touch here, a kiss there and he could have people begging, demanding, pleading for him. The silver tongue's title starting to remind him how he gained it.

Loki would begin to trace Len's bones down her body until his hand would retreat. Thin fingers crawling back up until he could feel her ribs. A cruel smile adorning his lips. He sucked back on her neck, leaving marks of where he'd been. No one in all of Chaos would be able to deny who'd done it. Though, the marks would likely heal before the hour was up, Loki did not care. He lightly continued his teasing. He could feel her press against him, reach back for him, but Loki didn't let up. He sucked back on her earlobe, his fingers almost brushing against Len's leg. "Do you still want me?" Loki purred against her ear.


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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Wed Sep 12, 2012 12:22 am

Len blushed as she was pulled against the tall god. Her breath caught as she felt his lips whisper against her senstive skin. She couldn't help the small mewl as kissed her neck. A small moan slipped past her lips as he bit into her neck. Her body was reacting to his touch. Eyes closed, mouth agape, Len was about to just melt into it. Which wasn't a reaction she wanted. Another whimper came to her throat as she pushed herself into Loki's body. "L-Ah, Loki." Fingers flinted up to her ribs and she let out another mewl.

Jesus! His hands were so skilled! Len's eyes slid opened and she looked sideways to see the smirk on Loki's face. Smug bastard. A small growl came to her throat was but was cut off by Loki's lips on her neck again. "Na, Loki...Oprește-mă tachina nenorocitule.” She growled. Her fang were starting to lengthen and she couldn't help it. With the sharpened teeth slicing small cuts on her lips, blood barely pooling on the surface. Her hands reached around to grip him. Just a touch. That's all she wanted. One single hand on him.

But a bite to the earlobe stopped all of her advances. A small gasp came to her lips and she felt her face heat up. ”Do still want me?" He purred into her ear. Len froze in his arms and thought it over. Did she still want him? Hell to the fucking yes she wanted him. The vampire wanted to him so badly. Bad enough that she would almost beg him. But. She refrained. Len had class. Besides, she's already begged him once that day.

The vampire turned her head to look at Loki and was tempted to tell him no. Very tempted. She had her own needs though and by the looks of it, there wasn't much else to do in his chambers. So why not? ”Bring it.” She growled playfully as she turned in his arms to smile at him. And just to feed his ego, and maybe just so see him smile or smirk, she added. ”My King"
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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Thu Sep 13, 2012 2:36 pm

Len's nails scraped across his thigh as she scrambled for freedom or perhaps relief. An ache shot up his back as her nails dug deep in his leg through the denim that separated them. Instinctively, Loki pushed Len's back tighter against him, sighing with the slight relief. He kissed the crook of her neck, reviling in the delight of her torment. “ai de gând să faci mai bine decât au ca.” Loki quickly replied in Len's own tongue. Centruies of research had made laugages a simple process to learn. He'd picked up on every laugage from Romanian to Joten with ease.

Loki smiled, but Len turned in his arms, seeing the smug smirk adorning his lips. He could almost feel the frustration radiating off of her. Each word almost forced between her teeth. Loki shifted his weight to the other foot. His green eyes wondered to the three streps that lead to archways covered by velvet curtains, tied up in a way that no light crept into the room where the prince slept. Without much thought he zoomed out Len until he heard one word that snapped him into reality.

King? A wave of emotion and memories slamed into the prince. He almost felt like he'd fall to his knees and weep, but instead a smirk spread across his face. "warum sollte ma-“ Loki stopped himself. The words of his worshipers subconsisouly filling his head. He leaned his head against hers. "I like that name.“ He whispered to her. Both his hands slowly crawling up her rib cage. His lips pressing up Len's neck, along her jawline... "I love it." Loki almost hissed.
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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Fri Sep 14, 2012 8:18 pm

Len tensed as she felt Loki's memories and all of his emomtions flooding her senses. The god's blood ran cold through her body and she gritted her teeth. Every emotion seemed to burn her body and she had to take a step away from Loki. Her own regret surfaced over all of Loki's emotions. She regretted claiming him as her King. She was her own Emperus. Len had her own empire to handle.

Wait. What empire? She had her own home in the forest. Len had a home. That's it. She has not made her territory yet. Crotes where off limits and she didn't even have a covenent. Animals were open game if she could find them. And apparently she was friends with everyone on the stupid planet so they're off limits!!! AND! There is a blood bank.... Fun was just sucked out of her life on this planet.

Back to the current situtation. A smirk danced across his face and Len did what she could to ignore the emotions of his that danced throughout her. Why did this man have to be so emotional? A startled look came to her face as Loki rested his head against her's. Len met his gaze and then looked down at her pale breasts that pressed against Loki's. chest. She searched out the emotions that she could feel from Loki, internally and externally.

Angling her head so that he had more of a canvas. Len let out a purr, her worries and his emotions,and her own, pushed aside. "I'm glad you like it..." She whispered and slid her hand up his arms. Feeling his biceps. "Loki...My King...please I cannot...last very much longer."She breathed.

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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Fri Sep 21, 2012 12:25 pm

Even the days mortals had preyed to him, Loki had never felt as worshiped as he did now. The simple prayers of thieves was nothing to ponder. Only a lair would prey to the god of lies, and a dishonest man's word was worth no more than the black within his heart. The blood within Loki's body awoke his tired limbs. He felt lucid with his movements. The light carcass of his fingers underneath the tender skin below Len's breasts seemed to consume him, vanishing any lingering remains of sorrow. Loki brushed back Len's golden hair behind her ear.

"I can't hear you." He inhaled. His long fingers finally taking the sensitive orbs of flesh on Len's torso. A faint smirk reflected Len's reaction. Loki gently snaked a kiss on the corner of the vampire's ajar lips. Content to allow her to wallow in desperation. These were the times he felt like god. A time of power and control. A time when no one could stop, and no one would want to.

The prince had no mercy. He never had. It was not his nature. Loki had subconsciously pressed his hips against Len. Cotton pants doing nothing to hide his extensive enjoyment. He closed his eyes for a moment. His green irises hiding behind a thin layer of skin. Darkness swarmed him for a single moment. A time when his other senses extended. Vision meaning nothing. It was like dipping out of his mind for a single glorious second before he opened his eyes again. One hand retreated from Len's breasts, tracing soft patterns down her rib cage like a fine paintbrush on a masterpiece, for this was his finest art. A great tool of manipulation he'd mastered over the years. His sharpest weapon.

Loki took little mind to the dangerous monster he held. That he controlled in his very arms. It was of little concern. The god knew that in the current circumstance they were locked together until sunrise or the unlikely savior, Chaos. So, instead, Loki allowed passion to sweep through his fingers. A side of tenderness that very few would ever see. Loki would handle Len as Thor had him. Like glass.


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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Fri Sep 21, 2012 4:50 pm

Len slid her hands up and down Loki's arms, feeling the muscle. Her smaller hands sliding up onto his shoulders. Shudders spread throughout her body as his long fingers skimmed her skin and touched her various places. A gasp exploded from her lips as he cupped her breasts. Thier peaks hardening. Never, never ever in all of Len's life has she felt at the total and utter mercy of one man. Just by the way he moved his hands, it was like he knew exactly what to do to make her excited.

Another small whine came from her throat as he felt and groped her boobs. She moved into his touch. just savoring the feel. It was more than likely that the two were to go their separate ways and never see each other again unless they accidentally met up or if Len was hungry. The latter was more appealing in the blue eyes of the dying on the inside vampire who was just going to melt into a puddle from the affection she was receiving.

Len slit opened her eyes enough to see Loki. Her eyes met his for a brief moment before Len quickly sealed their lips together. Her arms made their way around his neck, dragging him closer. Her own desperation becoming overwhelming. She could feel his own excitment growing. Literally. She could feel it pressing hard against her upper thigh. Len decided to use something that she had not used in a while to get some benefit. Sensing out the venom that just barely lingered in Loki's body, she coaxed it to his brain and very carefully she started to whisper into his head. "Loki... bed me...take me to the bed..." Sometimes being a vampire rocked.

Len took a nip to Loki's lip, her fangs quickly jabbing in and out. She felt a large amount of care for Loki. And knowing all too well that this just might end up being a one night stand, she still wanted it to be one that her and Loki wouldn't regret, nor forget. She didn't want to lose him. She could feel that he could be a good man, if he so chose to be so at least. The knowledge and passion of this man was astonishing. He knew lots, but withheld more.

Len wanted to break that hard shell of his. Just for him to tell her things he would never tell another. But alas, that probably wasn't going to happen either, no matter much she coveted it. What a nosy vampire she was. Maybe she should create or be in more gossip.


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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:03 pm

He could feel it. Len's fangs pressing against his lips, and Loki felt shivers crawl down his spine. His body remembered what that split second was like. The darkness of the venom felt like a drug he needed again. A reality he didn't want to accept. Loki's hands fell down Len's body, thumbs pressing against her small frame. "Tell me what you're thinking." He whispered against her ear, ignoring the strong pull to push her into his room and have his way. "Tell me of your darkest ideas." Loki spoke; his voice like velvet.

The prince bathed himself in the warmth of her so close to him before he took Len's hands with his, gently pulling her back toward the black velvet curtains that hid his room. Loki never let their eye contact leave. He just stepped. Silent as a shadow behind a tree. The ongoing storm outside didn't matter. Tonight, it was just the two of them. Loki felt the steps on his heel, and moved up them in two steps, tagging Len behind him as he turned to face his room.

Loki felt the cool drift from the rain on the open balcony drift on his hot skin. It was like a cool drink after a walk in the desert. He took a deep breath, turning to face the center of the room. A large four post black oak bed laid under the massive glass window where the light of a full moon lit a blurry circle around the bed, magnifying the streaming water on the glass. Len walked up beside him. Loki did not turn nor smile at her naked body beside him, but led her to his bed.

The black silken sheets copied his shape as the prince settled himself at the foot of the bed. He tugged Len's hand, bringing her between his legs. Without question or word, Loki pressed his lips against her's. He tangled his fingers into her hair, pressing her deeper into their kiss. Thunder no longer echoed his every thought, and Loki pulled her closer and closer until his knees almost hit the foot board. A small moan escaping his lips. He could hear her voice in his head. A tempting voice that almost took him over. Loki restrained himself. Long fingers once again attacked her body, but this time with a intent purpose. As gently as he'd pet a cat, her stroked up her inner thighs, spreading Len's tight closed legs further and further apart.

A smile pulled at his lips, knowing what he caused inside the vampire. However, Loki knew that she knew much better what she caused in him. The consuming lust that fought to take over every inch of his being, and the growing plea to have her fangs sink deep within his neck once again. All Loki began to understand was his passion. A passion that he'd allow to devour him without second thought like the idiot he so desperately wished he was.
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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Wed Sep 26, 2012 9:03 pm

Not many a time had Len bedded with a man that drove her so crazy. Normally it was her that did the entertaining, who knew you had to work so hard for just barely a pint of blood? Plus, it's not like many men, real men at that, want to bed with a sixteen year old child. Not unless they knew themselves that she was a vampire. Hardly any did unless they were a vampire themselves or some other higher powered being. Not saying that she has been with any other higher powered being. Len looked at Loki, her body pressing tightly against his. "I'm thinking about the on coming hours... The very long hours till morning." She whispered in her own red velvet like voice.

Len, quick as lightening, turned her head to lick his lips and to nip them again. Being too embarrassed to actually speak her deepest darkest ideas, she chose a select few and let them flow into his mind. So few things have she tried, and so very little time to try them. Taking feather steps after the god, her eyes never leaving the endless forest that was his eyes. The curtain parted for the two lovers, its ends just barely touching her skin as they passed over the threshold.

Skin tingling with anticipation and excitement, not even the thunder and lighting would be able to send this vampire away. Her eyes broke away from Loki's figure to stare longingly at the amazing moonlit bed. She slowly stepped up before Loki. Pale beside pale turned silver with moonlit. The perfect color. Blue irises return to gaze at green. Moonlight shined across his face, accenting his cheekbones, his neck, his everything with grace. But also hiding half of him Len could not see. The part of him that reminded her that there is a demon inside Loki. And whether or not she was careful, that demon would gladly take from her again. To be honest, Len was sure she was done with demons this night.

After what seemed like forever, the vampire allowed herself to be guided in a numb state, allowing herself to be seated between his legs. Soft lips pressed to her's and Len let her eyes closed and leaned into the kiss. The cold night air whipped up around her and sent tendrils of her hair into the air. Their shadow on the bed looked inhuman. A monster. Almost fitting. Hands sliding up his stomach to his chest to work off his offensive shirt. "Take me My King." She ordered him demanding, pleading. His restraint only made her want grow more. Why must he withhold what must be shared?

His fingers found her thighs. Spreading her legs. A spidery feeling crawled up from the base of her spine up to her shoulders. If only he could get closer. Just a little more. Heading spinning, face red as Thor's cape, Len had to do her best not to pull away from the teasing man. She could not show that she doubting. Doubt would cause everything to stop. All advances that either would make would end and Len would not be too happy if that happened. Creedy lust devoured her senses. It glowed in her eyes. It's all vampire knew for a fact honestly. Lust and creed.

Pulling away from their lip lock Len moved to lick up and down his neck, finding the fast beating pulse. Her legs spread to his will and she seated herself comfortably on his lap. Fangs skimming his neck before quickly flashing into his neck and out, blood barely trickling out of the small holes she had created. Quickly she lapped it up before sinking her fangs back into the already closing holes to take a large mouthful from him. Pulling back she took his lips again, demanding entrance into his mouth. Her own body with lust and need, she could't wait anymore. She wouldn't wait anymore. Every inch of her body pined for Loki. Loki's touch, his lips. Loki's heat.
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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Fri Sep 28, 2012 4:42 pm

The war for sanity was all that was left, and slowly Loki allowed himself to lose this battle. Len's fangs penetrated his neck, a broken cry separating the night from its silence. The sweet agony of the vampire's venom filled him like mead does a goblet. Loki's breathing sped up. His heart raced with excitement. Len curled up on his lap. Her body heat almost making it impossible for him to withstand raging chemicals that poisoned his blood. "You can do better than that." Loki whispered. His lips pressed against her neck, fingers tracing up her thighs.

Chills ran up his spine. Len's hands pulled at his shirt, exposing his back to the cold. His pale skin perfectly contrasted with the black silk of the bed. The moon caressed the two tangled bodies. Its light making the immortals glow with its brilliance. The pattern of rain on the concrete beat in his ears, calming him more than any other sense he could harness. Loki laid his head on her shoulder. His black hair falling down her back, pooling around his head. Faintly, he smiled. Long slender fingers walking up her leg becoming close enough he could feel the veins from her legs.

Then, a whimper left his parted lips. Len's fangs sank deeper into his neck, reopening the almost closed wound. Loki's fingers pushed against Len's leg, nails scraping down her thigh. Instinctively, he pressed himself closer to her. He could tell the lust of the vampire equaled his own. Her lips brushed across facial bones until rested against his open lips. Loki took not a single moment to hesitate. He turned his head, kissing Len with a fury of demanding passion. The remains of his blood lingered. Loki could taste the rustic iron on her tongue. The prince pulled back her bottom lip between his teeth. His fingers finally separating natural folds that hid the most extreme heat.

Loki smiled against her lips. A single finger sliding between her legs, followed by another. He couldn't help his growing grin. The vampire that had claimed to hate him was nestled on his lap, submitting herself to his cold hand of control, opening herself completely to a god who should never be trusted. A man with evil in his eyes, but kindness growing in his heart, or was it kindness? Perhaps, the hatred of his life had brought him compassion, yet more likely it was the sweet act of a talented lair. He pulled away from Len's lips, adding another finger. Tight walls wrapped around him. It was almost disturbing to find how tight they were together. A pain that he knew she would suffer from.
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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Sat Sep 29, 2012 1:48 am

With his shirt gone, Len could feel the smoothness of his chest press against her breasts. Len kissed down to his neck to clean the blood away. Heart beating racing faster than a humming bird, senses extremely acute to the way Loki's slender fingers tip toed their way to her source of desire. "L-Loki!" She gasped as she felt finger slide into her.

Her senses were out of control. His lips founded her's once again and Len lost herself. She let herself fall into the liar's hands. So much as to just curl up right next to the liar and cuddle him as would a cat! But yet, all she wanted was to curl up tighter against him and be his. Why was she allowing this? Why was she bedding with a man that she should never trust? Well, the last one was a easy to answer. Because she wanted to, that's why. Len actually wanted to feel his touch. She liked, so much you could even say loved it.

Len could not withhold the moan that escaped past the guarded wall of her lips. Oh how he sent her mind spiraling! "C-Careful Lo-ki.." She hissed through gritted teeth as pain and pleasure spun through her body. Her fangs poked back at her lips again, allowing her blood to pool out of it and trickle down her chin. Blue eyes slid opened enough to see the silver lighted man under her. Grinning at her discomfort. Such a smug bastard. Her personal slurpie smug bastard to be exact.

Len closed her eyes and attacked his lips. Biting his lower lip and pulling back as he has done to her. Her fangs dragging across the skin. Breaking it and filling his mouth with the wonderful sweet. She stuck her tongue into his mouth to savor the flavor. The powerful blood filled her completely and the vampire loved it to a absolute. She wanted to much more but she couldn't drink him dry to were she would have no longer any Loki blood to drink from.

"If you feel ill stop all actions and just rest with me." A absolute order from the vampire. She knew Loki could not refuse her. With as much venom he has pumping through him, not even his magic may rid of it. At least, not yet. Nonetheless, her silent order would be carried out whether they wanted it to or not. Len was not going to bed a ill-ridden Loki because he lost too much blood. It was just not happening.

Len slid her hands down his body, touching the hem of his pants. She unzipped them and carefully slid her hand into the demin. Awkwardly she slid his pants down to his knees, allowing him do freedom but not much. Len pulled away from him and in a flash had him pinned down on his own bed. "You're emotions are overwhelming Loki darling." She smiled to him, keeping her body over his. Her heat just a arch away. Passion rolled off of the god below her. Even a average human would be able to feel all of the passion and desire that was emanating from Loki.

Len lowered her head to kiss him again. Keeping it tender. She could feel her body demand that she nestle into Loki's for the desire it so craved. But not yet. It was not time yet. She needed to give him a sample of what he had down to her. All the teasing she had to bear. It was her turn to cause the God of Lies some pleasurable pain.

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PostSubject: Re: Blood and Lies   Tue Dec 02, 2014 1:37 pm

Loki withdrew his touches, his longing sighs; he withdrew his entire perverted act. His body was on fire. The vampire venom had poisoned his reason. He was left in a cold room awkwardly restrained by his trousers. "Len," he sighed when he grabbed her head. Loki stroked her blonde hair. Absorbed in his lust he'd forgotten the reality of their situation. It was inevitable that they'd tear each other apart. Loki groped at his pants. He clumsily pulled them up, gently tucking everything in place before securing them. "We can't be doing this." Loki turned his back to her. He was afraid to see the damage he'd done to her.

A breeze from the balcony swept across the gossamer into the grand room, it caressed Loki's marble-like skin. He winced when the cold hit bite marks and scratches scattered across his body. "I'm so stupid," he muttered to himself. "I should of never encouraged this." Loki touched his fingers against a bite mark. Blood swelled and covered his fingers. He walked across the room in big strides to a small table. He opened its drawer and pulled out a small cotton rag. Loki cleaned off his fingers in a swift motion. "Len, I must confess," the prince declared. "I'm in love with someone else." Loki put his bloody rag onto of the table. "It isn't right for me to tangle myself with you any longer. I've grown weary of our feigned relationship: romantic and platonic." He hated himself for admitting a mild hatred that rested in his heart for the vampire in his bed. The abuse he'd seen her inflict on the world, but he silently loved her.

His mercy was only due to that love. Loki faced Len. "I'm so sorry," he gently proclaimed. He was sorry. "I've lied to you. I've betrayed you. I'm going to hurt you now because this love that I've found his precious. You may never understand but I hope one day you will." Loki flicked his wrist. Len's clothes appeared neatly folded on the bed beside her. His own modest clothes draped him once again. The cap gone, the helmet gone, the grandeur and pride of a prince was gone. Loki was just a man among Len. He was fragile. He panicked mildly. He felt trapped in this room. He had to leave quickly. Loki couldn't even met the blood red eyes of Len's. Guilt flooded through him when he looked up at her.

"You don't have to say anything." He took a deep breath. "I know I don't deserve you kindness or forgiveness, or anyone else's for that matter."He looked almost human standing there in the massive room of marble and onyx. Loki's raven black hair seemed dull and messy from the wind blowing through it. His eyes only a dull reflection of the bright emeralds they usually appeared to be. "I'm not perfect," me muttered as he rubbed his elbow. A pain settled in his heart.

"What I'm trying to say is I'm not sorry that I found someone who can handle who I am. I'm not sorry that I've found a home for my heart. There's so much about them I'd never give up. I'm in love with them Len, and most importantly they love me back. It's not for my magic, or my addiction to pleasures. They make me want to be more than the god of mischief and lies. They make me want to be a man, human, in love. I'm not sorry for that. I'm sorry for hurting you."
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