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Astharoshe_lunastars alter ego: eep! Okies :> Well, dreams are exaggerated and how melodramatic is it to get upset and throw oneself off a roof? Doesn't get any better than that. Glad I was able to fool ya :P And thanks, but there's a lot better dan me I just ride the coattails of others :P
Khellendros_Draconis: No you didn't miss anything! And I know, I kinda want him to get his just desserts, but then again, he's HOT and he's sorta really falling for her. So....you can see just how FUBAR this will be when we finish.
Darkephoenix: Of Mice and Vampires, huh? Maybe I should change the title....mmm... and thank ye thank ye. Yeah, it's going to get weird here real soon. But Isaac's gonna get it goooood, just watch ;P err....read? and yes I do hate dreams like that. I usually jerk like a re re and send a cat flying into the corner. and YAY CONGRATS YOU ARE MY 100th REVIEW!
DarkMagician207: thanks and yeah, I try to update so you guys have lots to read when you check back, but sorry to say it may slow down soon. School is bad for writing and vice versa -_- Yeah, I'm a bitch throwing in the dream sequences and then having all the hot guys wanting the same chick. LOL and I will do my best to keep up my pace, but we'll see.
Caranril: LOL I lurvs it too. And yes, he going to become an ass again soon, just you wait. well, I'm thinking in terms of more modern corsets, that no longer have true boning anymore and they don't really make them to take more than like an inch or two off your waist which is the same as wearing pretty tight jeans or a pair of suck-em-tuck-em panty hoes. LOL I am mean to them all, aren't I? Well, I wanted these dreams to sort of foreshadow a little bit and also show the exaggerated fears of the people having them. No yay for the weekend, I work everyday.
lulu: I would order from bishi candy co. too ;) and it should be on youtube. and yes, cain's a little on the crazy side.
RetroLamb: YAY YOU FIGURED IT OUT! ShhhHhHhHhhhH! it's a secret ;) nobody else has said anything about it yet. and thank ya thank ya for the praise
Eidelweiss: Well, I wanted the dreams to be an exaggerated concept of all the various characters' fears. I don't think Abel could handle it if Cain got all broly on him. So, yeah. and the C/I/A thing is about to get rulllll intrestin' ;)
Okay, everyone, school in three days and I'd like to crank out a chapter a day until then, so we'll see what happens! Read and Review on!
Chapter 23: Embracing Captivity
Alex woke slowly from a dreamless sleep to a handful of candles lit around the room. She was turned into a broad chest that she knew belonged to Cain. She listened intently and found that his breathing wasn’t quite even, though it was deep and relaxed. She figured he was awake and so placed a warm kiss on his chest. He tightened his embrace and she pressed her face against his skin.
“So the beauty awakes. Did you have any more nightmares?”
“No, I slept well, Master.”
“Mmm.” Cain kissed the top of her head and she closed her eyes, telling herself to forget how much he sounded like Abel when he did that.
“I’m sorry I woke you so terribly last night, Master.”
“It’s all right, my dear. You can’t help what you dream about.”
“I wish I could.” She idly traced the line of his collar bone and found that his grip on her tightened again and he sighed quietly, contentedly in her ear. She shivered and he tilted her chin up to kiss her. Her hands threaded into his hair, her body sealing itself completely against his own. He growled quietly, possessively, and she shivered again. He ran a single fingertip down the line of her spine and she broke away from his kiss, arching her back hard, groaning behind gritted teeth.
“My my... we are sensitive, aren’t we?” She mentally berated herself for responding to his touch.
“Mmm... Master.” Cain shuddered at her words and her reactions, gripping her hips tightly.
“You are you enticing.”
“Only if it pleases you, Master.” Alex ducked her head, feeling filthy just for saying the words.
“You please me, Alex. Everything about you.” Cain inhaled her scent, kissing her lips quickly, sweetly, moving down to tease her neck. Alex shuddered and whimpered quietly as he attached himself to her neck, biting gently, sucking.
“Cain.” She gripped his hair, gasping as his dull teeth bit into her sensitive skin. He chuckled against her neck and she realized her error. “I’m sorry, Master.”
“You may call me what you wish while we are together, so long as you do it breathlessly.” Alex shuddered at his words, ashamed at her body’s traitorous reaction. He rolled over her, half covering her naked body. She gasped when she felt his erection brush her core. “Don’t worry. I will see you satisfied first and foremost.” Cain pressed the head of his sex against her clit and Alex moaned appreciatively.
“Master...”
“Cain.”
“Cain, please.” Alex gripped his hair tighter without meaning to when his fingers slid over her warm lips.
“Anything, Alexandra. Merely ask it, and I shall lay waste to the world to bring it to you.”
“I don’t know...” Alex flushed as he trailed kisses over her collar bone, taking the stiff peek of her left breast into his mouth. He grinned, biting gently before pulling away to breathe warmly over her teased flesh.
“What don’t you know?”
“I don’t know what I think or feel anymore.”
“Just close your eyes and feel my touch. Am I not arousing you, Lady Alexandra?” Cain, though still irked by her refusal to accept him completely, played it sweet still, some quiet forbidden part of him aching for her acceptance.
“Very much so. It just feels... wrong.” Cain was silent and still against her. “Forgive me, Master.” Tears welled in her eyes as confusion clouded her judgement. The honest look of hurt on Cain’s face was too much and she turned her own away.
“Alexandra, don’t look away. I am hurt, it’s true, but I am willing to wait for you. I will wait as long as you like.” Cain rolled off to her side, putting his own needs aside. He sat up and looked at her, that hauntingly familiar smile playing across his lips. Alex bit her own lip, taking his gorgeous hair in her hand.
“Forgive me, Master.”
“I should be asking for your forgiveness, Alexandra. You were not ready and I began to push for too much.” Even as he said it, every piece of him wished to take her, slowly, gently, to prove to her how caring he could be. Alex could feel his longing, his aching sadness pouring off him like a steady stream and it made her feel terrible. Her body had come to life already under his touch and he wasn’t the monster everyone had claimed. Had Abel been mistaken? She didn’t see how Cain could be the same person everyone had told her about. He had heated her skin with the barest of touches and her body responded to him as surely as it responded to Abel. Her body screamed at her to let him ravage her, but her mind whispered betrayal.
“What are you thinking, Alexandra?” Cain could smell her tears long before they welled in her eyes. Alex shook her head and held out her arms for him as her resolve crumbled. Cain slid into her embrace quickly, gathering her to his chest. She pulled him close, almost frantically, clawing at his back. Her lips crashed into his and he responded instantly, growling quietly at the back of his throat. She invaded his mouth like a starving creature, and he was almost overwhelmed by her ravenous desire. He pulled away, panting, and buried his face in her neck, biting a little harder than normal and she cried out, wrapping her arms and legs around his body, her heated core brushing against his stiff sex. Cain groaned at the sudden contact and thrust against her. She hissed at his grinding and ground back, attempting to slide onto him.
“Wait, love.” Alex stilled at his word choice, flushing brightly. “We can do better than that, don’t you think?” Cain reached down to fondle her lips again and she turned her face away, her tears finally spilling down her cheeks in quiet shame. Cain was at a loss for words. Here he was trying to go slow, to make sure she was ready for him and she acted as though it was wrong in every way.
“I’m sorry.” Her quiet whisper broke his heart with it’s weariness and broken tone.
“Alexandra, tell me how to make it better. I only wish to cater to your comforts. Tell me what to do.” Cain sounded disturbed with the turn of the tide and Alex looked down at his fretful expression. She hated seeing anything but his contented smile and so began weakly petting his hair, unable to voice her thoughts.
“I... don’t know...” Alex lied, poorly.
“Yes you do. Isn’t it easier if you’re fully aroused? I can bring you such pleasure before I even take the slightest bit myself and I want you to be fully ready for me.” Alex just shook her head and finally, Cain let his mind brush against hers, picking through the odds and ends of her thoughts until he finally found her sorrow. He was shocked. “Is it truly easier if it feels rushed and forced?” Cain’s voice was wounded and a little shocked. Alex ran her fingers through her hair in a distressed way and turned her gaze away.
“My mind is riddled with such guilt, though my body responds to your touch as though it were his. I want it to respond to your touch, not to memories of him, and if you take it, if it’s not quite comfortable to begin with, maybe some of my guilt will be assuaged.” Cain leaned forward to nuzzle under her ear and she gave a quiet hiccup as more tears spilled down. He reached up to brush away the tears with his thumb and he smiled at her, reassuring her immensely. She calmed enough to stop her tears and gazed up at him, smiling weakly.
“If that is what My Lady desires, that is what she shall have.” Cain again rubbed his erection against her lips, that hidden jewel, and Alex bit her lower lip. He rubbed against her a moment more, just to give her some stimulation. “Forgive me, love.” Cain’s voice sounded truly repentant and he drove into her slowly at first, Alex’s face scrunching in discomfort. It wasn’t true pain, for she was wet, but it wasn’t enough and the resulting pinch Alex felt was exactly what she’d hoped for. She couldn’t help but squirm under his weight as he pressed slowly into her to minimize the damage. Once he was finally seated fully inside her they both gave a moan of relief, their bodies fitting together like lock and key. Cain lay against her quietly, letting her adjust and began kissing her mouth, but she pulled away, turning her head away.
Again, Cain picked at her thoughts and found that she truly wanted to kiss him, but the guilt drove her away from it. He reached up and took her face in hand almost roughly, kissing her, invading her mouth. She responded to the kiss and he could feel her grow wet against him, mewling quietly into his mouth. He drove into her then, pinching slightly as he went and again her face scrunched. Her grip was tighter, but Cain would have sacrificed it for her comfort in a moment and when the moan left his lips, he was almost ashamed of it. She responded to his moan, inhaling a little raggedly, flushing slightly. Cain sat up, kneeling before her, scooping her backside off the bed, propping it against his thighs. He drove into her then, closing his eyes to that face of discomfort, waiting for it to be gone and replaced with a look of ecstacy.
Alex gasped quietly as he began driving into her, that pinching lessening with each thrust. She grit her teeth against that odd discomfort, so unlike any other feeling you could have, and moaned outright when it finally disappeared and that familiar slick feeling of slipping together finally took it’s place. Cain shuddered appreciatively and the two of them stayed that way, not touching or speaking, just silently appreciating the wondrous feeling of wet warm sex. Alex wrapped her legs around his waist again and he raised her hips to the perfect angle, making her bite her lip to keep in a cry.
“Mmm, Alexandra. Don’t you prefer this? Wouldn’t you rather have this, just our bodies bringing us unadulterated pleasure?” Cain’s warm breath and silky voice against her ear only aroused her further, making Cain’s conquest all the easier. He began driving into her hard, harder than she’d ever felt before and it did something to her mentally that she couldn’t quite describe. Bodily, it drove her to new heights. The violence of it, the slapping of flesh meeting flesh and the look in Cain’s eyes, like a insatiable beast gazing upon a highly prized meal, all sent Alex to greater heights of pleasure. Alex felt a curious panic rise in her throat, but she tried to tamp it down to the pit of her stomach where it belonged. Unfortunately, there was already a deep, tightening, warmth pooling in her belly, so the panic had nowhere to go. Alex loosed a strangled cry, somewhere between pain and a pleasure she tried unsuccessfully to mask.
“Cain.” Alex pushed against his abs a little, trying to squirm away. He held her firmly in place, deepening his conquest, grinning maliciously at her. The sudden change in attitude sent a thrill of fear through Alex and she renewed her struggle. “Cain, release me.”
“I don’t think I heard you right, pet.” Alex felt somehow that if she caved to his request he would punish her in a way that she would never forget, no matter how much she wanted to.
“Cain, release me, please. You said you’d give me what I asked for, right?”
“Ah, yes, so I did. As long as it was within my power. It is not within my power to release you...beautiful plaything...” Cain’s eyes glowed with the slightest tinge of red and his fangs made their appearance. His hair was swirling, coming down to stroke her body in sensitive places. Cain rolled onto his back both to discourage his wings from appearing and to change positions while keeping Alex under his power. He brought Alex down firmly against his body, gathering her forearms and pinning them together against her lower back. This forced her chest out and he took advantage of the opportunity it presented, fondling her nipples. Alex gasped before she could bite her lip to quiet herself.
“M-Master, please.”
“Mmm.” Cain arched his back away from her, slowly driving up into her and she flushed and gasped again. “Trying to placate me, like a good little pet. What is your request, pet? Please what?” Cain’s grin was triumphant and it sent shivers down Alex’s spine. She was now thoroughly confused as her body responded strongly to his new commanding rough air. She was wetter than she could ever remember being, her fluids pooling at the base of her Master’s sex.
“Please, release me.” Alex’s tears ran fresh, but slow, and even she was not entirely sure why they were still present.
“Now now, it’s not a slave’s position to ask for release. Pretty little pets should know their place and only ask for sexual release. In fact, they should beg for it, and I fully intend to make you beg for it.” Cain was only playing along, but he could feel his loins flaming with his own promise and he longed to make her call his name to the heavens. Alex shuddered, her face flushing at his proclamation and she gave him a curious gaze that was both shamed and lustful. He wondered how she could pull such a dichotomous expression off and still manage to further stoke his desire.
“Cain!” It was a soft breathless cry, almost a hissed whisper as he hit her hidden spot and an immediate rush of fluids covered his sex in liquid fire. Cain groaned loudly, gripping her waist tightly, diving even deeper into her sex. Her soft gasps and whimpers filled the chamber as they both approached climax. He couldn’t keep up the guise of hard Master anymore and so released her arms. She immediately fell forward, her arms braced against his chest, and she changed the angle, making him moan loudly. She arched her back beautifully when he traced her spine and she tightened around his sex, moaning desperately. Her dull nails dug into his chest involuntarily as she sought her release ravenously.
“My beautiful Queen.” Cain fondled her breasts, running his fingers down her sides, over her hips, listening all the while to the soft mewl she released with every touch.
“I am only a pet.” Alex shook her head, her raven locks spilling forward, half hiding her from his view.
“You are a pet, a lover, and my Eternal Queen. I will take you truly when you are ready, Alexandra, and we will change the world for the better.” Alex’s gaze rested on his and she slowed her pace, tightening beautifully as she pulled slowly off his sex. Cain could feel the barest shimmer of an unwanted presence then and he rolled her slowly onto her back, pulling the sheets up to cover them.
“What’s wrong, Cain?” Alex took in his almost angry expression and feared she had upset him somehow. He smiled then, his reassuring smile and thrust into her gently, lovingly. She closed her eyes and laid back, letting him take over.
“Isaac, why are you intruding when I told you we were not to be disturbed?” Cain’s voice was cool as if this were an everyday question in an everyday situation. Alex ‘eep’ed quietly and gathered the sheets to cover her more than Cain’s body already had. He kissed her neck soothingly, laying completely over her, pressing his body to hers, pinning her gently under his weight. She felt immensely comforted and relaxed into his still gentle thrusting.
“Forgive me, Mein Herr. There has been an important development that begs your immediate attention.” Isaac made it appear that he was bowing his head respectfully, but he was watching the two of them from under his lashes.
“Isaac, I will deal with it in a few moments, but right now, my lovely little captive is by far the most important endeavor I must undertake.” Cain ran his fangs over her throat and she gasped, the whole act carried out almost to emphasize his point.
“But, Mein Herr, it’s about--”
“Isaac, are you questioning me?” Cain’s voice was cool as ever, though his thrusting grew slightly less gentle.
“No, Mein Herr, never.” Isaac bowed low this time, hoping to absolve himself.
“Is the hold being stormed this very second?”
“No, Mein Herr, but--”
“Come back when we’re being invaded.”
“Yes, Mein Herr.” Isaac bowed again before leaving, but Cain could feel him, on the outskirts of his senses. He knew that Isaac was watching and that Alexandra could no longer see him. He didn’t care, Isaac could be dealt with later, but for now, Alexandra’s pleasure needed to see completion.
“I’m sorry, Alexandra.” She blushed brightly, pulling the sheets away from herself and Cain groaned quietly as she was once again revealed to him, willingly so. “So very tempting.”
“Master.” Alex gasped as he thrust deeply into her, hitting the mark again. She rewarded his efforts with another warm rush and he shuddered, moaning outright.
“Say it again, Alexandra.” Cain’s tone was quiet, as if he were begging, and once again he surged forward, hitting that spot. Alex cried out, gripping his waist tightly, her nails digging into his skin
“Master!” Her quiet exclamation was followed by another gush and Cain arched his back, driving into her mercilessly. He wanted, suddenly, to see her ecstacy more than anything he’d ever wished for.
“Come for me, Alex. Call my name, I want to hear it tumble from your lips.” Cain’s breathy whisper in her ear, the warmth of his breath, made Alex tighten involuntarily around his sex. His thrusting became almost wild, their flesh slapping together again, and he angled his hips to catch just the right spot. Alex moaned softly, her head tossing on the pillow, her face flushing brightly. Cain reached to play with her clit, leaning forward to whisper huskily in her ear. “Obey me, Alex.”
A few more thrusts sent Alex over the edge, crying out in her bliss. Cain gritted his teeth, watching her face as it flushed brightly, contorting with her pleasure. Her nails dug into his back, drawing blood, drawing a groan from him. As her sex began its tight rhythmic clamping he began to forget about his request, but Alex hadn’t forgotten.
“Cain.” Her voice was almost tortured, breathless and the simple sound of his name falling from her lips in the grip of passion, as he’d requested, sent him flying into his orgasm, his thrusting growing deep and quick. She groaned out as he rode that spot and she flooded him with wave after wave of scalding fluid. He closed his eyes to see flashes of red exploding behind his lids, his orgasm wrenching a long sex cry from his throat. Cain’s body finally slowed and stilled, and he buried his face in her hair, panting. She gripped him tightly, kissing his shoulder tenderly, her own breath ragged and warm against his sweat-slicked flesh. He began covering her in quivering kisses and she flushed anew, allowing him to lave her lovingly.
“Alex?” His voice seemed quiet and unsure, and it took Alex aback.
“Yes, Cain?”
“Did that please you?” He knew Isaac was listening, but for right now, he didn’t care. He continued to cover her in trembling kisses.
“Very much.” She nuzzled into his hair and he kissed her passionately, holding back his overwhelming emotions. He was bathing in the afterglow of their love-making, rough though it was, and was sorely put to leave her.
“Forgive me, dearest, but I must go. Isaac would not have disturbed us if it wasn’t quite dire.” I will come back to you soon and I shall show you every tenderness I can.” He kissed the back of her hand and rose to dress and leave. Alex watched as he did so, and something in her changed towards him as he changed into his crusnik form, his wings spreading out proudly.
“Don’t be too long, if it can be helped.” Alex’s stomach flopped in shame and excitement as she made her humble request. He graced her with a fanged smile.
“I wouldn’t dream of it, dearest.” He blew her a kiss and swept out of his chambers.
Isaac was just outside the door, appearing to have kept his post all the while. Cain smiled a cold calculating smile.
“You disobeyed me, Magician.”
“Mein Herr?”
“Do you think taking Alex could so distract me that I would not feel your presence in the room?”
“Mein Herr--”
“Do not lie to me, Isaac. You will already be punished, but should you lie to me, I will make it tenfold.” Isaac was silent a moment before bowing his head.
“Mein Herr, I apologize.”
“Why did you do it, Isaac?”
“What?” Isaac’s pale face showed the barest tinge of pink before he stamped out his blush.
“I asked you, why you watched us while we were so engaged.” Cain’s grin was menacing. “Do not lie to me, Isaac.” Isaac was silent a moment, weighing the evils in his mind.
“I wished to see Lady Alexandra’s face as I was unable to see it while we were all together.” Isaac bowed his head in shame.
“Good. If you had lied to me, we would have been in a bad position indeed. Leave her, Isaac. She is mine and mine alone. Now, what matter is so important as to rouse me against express instructions?”
“The AX, Mein Herr. Your brother had come frightfully close to the hold and the only thing that called him off of finding us was that dreadful Sister Kate recalling him to Cardinal Sforza’s side.
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