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Never Forget Where You've Been	By : BishiMistress Category: +S to Z > Trinity Blood Views: 4142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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winterfrau: yeah, I'm not entirely sure where we're gonna go. The twins actually popped up at the last second, but I can't see them any other way. :/ I would gladly forfeit my miserable existence for a night of bliss and shadows with Alucard. As far as the gloves, I didn't know that until I started looking for fandom drawings and whatnot and it actually works BEAUTIFULLY into my story, so thank you a million times over, it will be used and be a lovely little detail.

DarkCrusnikMagician: Thanks for the praise. Not catching on how? Does the pairing not work for you, or has something confused you? Email me if you have questions, I'll clear up what I can. And yeah, I was thinking this is how Cain and Abel were when they were younger, which we'll see a little more of when Abel gets some face time with Ilarius. hang tight, they're coming

AngelOfSilence: I'm sorry you didn't like the ending to Faith? I ended it the best way I could, and I gave myself a huge opening for a sequel on purpose though. Thanks for the praise and I will keep it up. As far as a contest between whose better, well... I'd say it's a draw because the Crusniks are pretty powerful, and Alex has yet to reveal her true power. As far as portraying Alucard bad; I'm not sure if you think I've done a poor portrayal of his true character, as in I wasn't true to his character, or if you think I'm portraying him as a bad guy. So, to clarify both points, I'll just say I think I've portrayed Alucard quite well, because he's a smug bastard and I love him and I wrote him the way I know him. Also, as far as portraying him as a bad guy I'm not trying, so I hope he doesn't come off that way. He may say mean things, but he's really a good guy (he's prob glaring at me right now) So thanks for the review and I'm sorry if you think I've done a poor characterization. Read on and enjoy!

Darkephoenix: *curls into an ass ball and whimpers* Sorry, Ma'am. Really severely depressed and I lost my motivation to do just about anything, let alone post. But you have requested, and I cannot deny. Enjoy. PS- tag, you're it.

Sorry guys. This chapter stinks. I stink. Really really really depressed worse than I've been since early high school days. I just want to sleep for about 900 years...

Chapter 18: Waking Dreams

Alex dug her fingernails into the sheets, trying desperately to be quiet. She was overcome with pleasure and gasped, pulling away from her partner. A pair of twinkling green eyes looked up from between her pale thighs, followed by a thrilled smile. Alex felt herself blush as her husband pulled himself up even with her, half draping himself over her.

�Was I really that good, Ch�rie?� Hugue kissed her, cradling her face. She could taste herself on his lips and her blush darkened.

�You are always that good, Hugue. You make my body sing.� He nuzzled into her chest, covering it in tender kisses as she combed her fingers through his curls. She sighed contentedly and he nipped gently at her, earning another gasp.

�I want to make you scream to the Heavens.�

�I�m sure that would both wake and scar the children.� She smiled and he grinned at her.

�We could tell them you had a bad dream.�

�Uh... I don�t think that would go over so well. You know how you make me carry on.� She kissed her husband fervently as he tucked his fingers into her wetness. �And on and on. They�d be banging down our door to see what was wrong and I wouldn�t be finished yet.�

�Perhaps you�re right.� Hugue chuckled, nibbling on her lower lip. His fingertips brushed against the bundle of nerves deep within her and she whimpered, her fingernails biting into his skin. He groaned and leaned his forehead against hers.

�Alexandra.� He whispered her name and it sent a bolt of pleasure down to meet his fingers.

�Hugue, please.� Her breathless plea was answered by his insistent fingers.

�Anything, Ch�rie.�

�I need you.� Hugue bit his lower lip, groaning as he knelt on the bed between her thighs. He lifted her hips slightly, brushing against her entrance once before sinking into her hot depths.

�Alexandra.� He groaned, pulling her close and Alex wrapped herself around him tightly. Her passion built quickly as he thrust into her and she was soon tossing and moaning loudly beneath him. Long fingers brushed against her cheek and she suddenly felt disconnected from that pleasure, as though Hugue were suddenly far away from her.

Alex blinked, trying to shrug off the blur of sleep. She startled when she focused on a pair of bright blue eyes framed by silver hair.

�Abel?� The previous night came flooding back to her. They�d come back to the kitchens to share a little wine and Abel had walked her back to her room. She hadn�t slept in days, having stayed awake night and day to watch her children. She vaguely remembered pulling Abel into bed with her and inviting him to stay. She blushed furiously when she realized that she�d been having a wet dream about her husband while her current love interest sat and watched her.

�Was I...� Alex swallowed nervously, unable to finish her question.

�Moaning?� Alex dropped her gaze to the sheets, realizing that Abel was half leaning over her, his hair curtained around them. �And tossing rather excitedly.�

�Oh God.� Alex covered her face with her hands, trying to sink beneath the sheets. Abel cupped her burning face, kissing her ardently, his tongue tracing her lower lip. Alex, overcome by the intensity of her dream and Abel�s place in her bed, softened immediately, allowing him full access. Abel slipped his tongue into her mouth, coaxing her own to life, cradling and suckling it. Alex sighed softly when he finally pulled back to give her air.

�Do you want me to stop, Alex?� Alex looked up into his clear blue eyes, a terrible thought coming to her.

�Do you... Do you know what I was... dreaming about?� Abel smiled a little sadly at her, caressing her cheek again.

�Don�t you mean who? Yes, Alex. I wasn�t trying to intrude, but your tossing woke me and I was struck with your thoughts as surely as I was in those first few days after your transformation.� The pad of his thumb traced her lower lip and she closed her eyes, turning her back to him to bury her face in the pillow.

�Jesus. Abel, I�m sorry.�

�Shh. Stop that.� Abel pulled her close, kissing her shoulder. �I will admit that I am quite jealous, but he was your husband. Besides, I got a heavy dose of your pleasure, and that was well worth it. I have dreamed of giving you such pleasure for many long years, Alexandra.�

He smoothed her tousled bed hair and smiled warmly as she sank back into his embrace. He held her for a few quiet moments, struggling to calm his own raging arousal. She covered his hand with hers as it splayed over her stomach.

�Would you like me to bring you the release you were so close to obtaining?� Abel whispered in her ear to cover the unevenness of his own voice. Alex shuddered, but otherwise didn�t respond. Abel waited a few more agonizing moments, realizing that she was too conflicted to answer him. He opened his mind to hers, finding a deep-seated guilt, but also a burning need for release. She also wanted quite badly to submit to him. With that in mind, Abel decided to try his luck and brushed his hand over her cotton-clad hip. She shifted slightly and he gently lifted her left thigh. She closed her eyes and her breath hitched, but she showed no signs of rejection.

�Tell me to stop, Alexandra.� She made no motions to stop him as he brushed his fingertips up her thigh, lifting the overlarge nightshirt as he went. He sighed, swallowing a groan as he drew closer to her heated core. Still, Alex made no move to stop him.

�Alexandra, please.� He stopped, wondering if she was feeling trapped.

�Don�t stop, Abel.� The words tumbled breathlessly from her lips and he pulled her close, one arm encircling her just below her breasts, the other brushing softly against her damp panties. Alex gasped and bowed back into him. He traced her lips through the flimsy material and she began trembling in his arms. He pressed his fingers in slow soft circles against her clit, longing to bite into to her, to reclaim her. Alex moaned, slapping a hand over her mouth. Abel reached with his free hand to pull the hand away from her mouth.

�Let me hear you, Alexandra.�

Abel continued to rub her gently, stopping occasionally to trace her wet lips. Alex arched her back, pressing her backside against him unconsciously. Abel groaned quietly, reaching up to play with a nipple. He pinched the small peak gently and Alex cried out behind gritted teeth. He continued to rub her, dragging her orgasm out as long as he could. He stilled his own hips as soon as he realized he�d been grinding into her backside. He pulled himself away, hoping Alex wouldn�t notice his need. She reached behind her, gripping him through his pants and he bit his lip to stifle a moan. She cupped him and stroked him through his pants and he pulled away, shaking his head. She rolled over to face him, her face painted with confusion.

�You gave me everything I needed.� He pulled her closer, but not flush against him, and kissed her forehead.

�But you�re still--�

�It�s all right. It�s not a trade system. You let me give you pleasure, you let me hold you while you slept. Those are the things I missed most, Alex.� She pulled him in by his lapels, kissing him deeply, whimpering softly in gratitude.

�Thank you, Abel. Are you sure?�

�I�m positive, Alex.�

�I�d better go freshen up. I must look terrible. Alex rose from the bed, heading into the bathroom. As soon as the shower started and Abel heard her step in, he slipped a hand into his pants and began stroking himself, her wetness still on his fingers. He closed his eyes, letting the heady smell of her sex surround him, the thought of having her warm naked body pressed to his, enveloping his sex, created a scene for him to focus on. He was painfully hard and it only took a dozen strokes to bring him completion. He sighed, his heartbeat erratic and hurried as he fell back down from his climax. He stared at the ceiling for a few quiet moments until he realized that the shower sounded much louder than it had when he began. He sat up on his elbows and looked over to the bathroom door, where Alex was wrapped in a towel, watching him with flushed cheeks. He felt his own cheeks catch fire and he opened his mouth to explain. She clung to her towel and approached him, an unreadable expression on her face. She came over to pull a pair of panties from her bedside drawer and he struggled to find the right words.

"Alexandra, I�m sor--� She leaned over him, some of her damp tresses brushing against his uniform front, her lips hovering over his.

�I told you I would see to your pleasure.� Abel closed his eyes and swallowed, letting her deeper bedroom voice wash over him.

�I didn�t want to create an obligation.�

�There is no obligation, there is only desire. I wanted to bring you pleasure too.� She kissed him hungrily and he found himself melting a little under the intensity of it.

�Alex...� Abel was at a loss for words.

�I better finish my shower. Alex pulled away and walked back over to the bathroom, casting him a longing glance before she closed the door. Abel laid back and let his anxiousness melt away. He turned into one of her pillows, inhaling her scent and sighing blissfully, quite eager for her to re-emerge from the shower.

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