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Astharoshe_lunastars alter ego: Yeah, Isaac's feeling left out, but I feel like he would be a voyeur/exhibitionist anyway, so watching it the next best thing to participating, huh? And I agree, hearing Cain drop the word punishment like it's some everyday occurence is hotsauce. No, school is worthless and even at 22, according to my parents, I still haven't entered the "real world". Yes do tell! Am I merely running around in some demented laboratory for no particular reason other than the amusement of shitheads like them then? Bloody fantabulous....they're all lying. School doesn't make you smart, it shears years off your life.

Darkephoenix: I do try to make things as fucked up as possible. I thought it would be fun to write and read.>)

m-chan: Beauty and power can make you confess a lot. I wanted to up-play the curious nature of their relationship. Isaac restored Cain and instead of Isaac lording that over Cain's head, Cain holds power over Isaac. strange. Yeah, I'm too tired for romping, but I'll watch from here and get a good giggle.

DarkMagician207: I don't know about Dietrich. I thought about doing a love triangle between him and Cain and Isaac, but now Alex is in the eqn and we have Abel and Hugue after Alex so it's like a love....pentagon, sectagon...sexagon?????? Sexagon. Beautiful. BOW BEFORE THE SMUT QUEEN AND HER DIRTY NEW NON-WORDS! *ahem* So I don't how many bishounen I can actually balance at once. And I'm not sure if he would fit in, but even as I just wrote that sentence, I just fuckin' figured out a way! Holy shit. It was like...magic or something. Hmmm... to answer your question, quite possibly.

Caranril: *shrugs* sorry, I guess that was my own deep-seated depression leaking into my writing. It's like a poison and it pops up when I least expect it ( at first I wrote lesat which looked like Lestat who belongs to Anne Rice and not me don't sue and I was all like shocked for a moment) I was trying to convey Alex's lingering distress at her body's reaction and her mind's refusal to completely just accept the new situation. She doesn't completely trust Cain or Isaac or everything they've said after a mere week. She'd been with Abel for several weeks before she was taken and wanted desperately to remain loyal to him. There's also still some residual emotional pain from the brutality of being half starved. I've gotta tell you, starving is one of the most brutal things you can think of, and it'll flip your reserves quicker than a short order cook flipping a pancake. Hunger makes you ache everywhere in ways you can't even completely describe, it makes your senses dull and play tricks on you, and it makes you weak to the point where just BEING seems like a heavy task. So...yeah, that was my soapbox, but I was trying to convey the remainder of a struggle left in her mind. I suppose I didn't succeed very well. I don't hate you for being critical, and it wasn't critical, my mother is critical, and THAT was not critical.

Okay, well here's the next chapter. Sorry if I seem weird lately. I must confess that I've found myself rather deep in a bog lately and I'm beginning to dread coming home to write. Writing is the only point in my day where I feel like I might be doing something that's the slightest bit productive on any scale, yet coming home to this fucking hell hole just sucks the energy and will out of me to the point where all I can do is just lock myself in my room and wait for the hours to tick away into another day. I really want to write, but at the same time, I'm afraid that my writing suffers the whims of my emotions and I don't want to write emo drivel poop. That being said, I apologize for excessive crying/random anger/self hate/ any other disturbingly strong emotions that seem to pop up randomly in my stories. God...i depress my self. Sorry for being a downerrrrrr... -___- gRawR Hope it doesn't suck too much, but feel free to throw stones if it does.

Chapter 24: While the Master's Away...

Alex was bathing when the door to the bathroom opened. She turned towards the door, a smile lighting her features, excited that Cain had returned so quickly. Her smile dimmed considerably when she saw it was Isaac. She lowered herself into the water until her chin hit the surface and threw a deathly glare at him. Isaac chuckled that deep disconcerting chuckle.

�Isaac, leave.� Alex turned her attention back to washing, turning her back on Isaac as if she had the final say.

�I�m afraid I can�t do that Lady Alexandra.� Isaac�s grin was obscene and it made her skin crawl

�You can and you will because I�m telling you to leave. It was not a request.� Isaac laughed quietly, approaching the tub. Alex held her ground and glared daggers at him. �Leave. I will not tell you again, Isaac.�

�I�m afraid I can�t do that. You see, Mein Herr�s word is law around here and he has told me to keep a close eye on you. I intend to do precisely that, and I will enjoy it immensely.� Isaac stood just inches away from her, his eyes roving over her body greedily.

�I doubt me meant for you to leer at me while I bathed, Isaac. Kindly remove yourself to a comfortable distance.�

�Oh, this is quite a comfortable distance, My Lady.�

�Isaac! Move to the wall or so help me, Cain will return to find you in a bloodied heap!� Alex�s face was flushed in outrage and Isaac chuckled.

�Your threats stir my loins, My Lady. As you wish.� Isaac stepped back against the door, sporting a rather obvious erection. Alex shook her head and finished bathing, completely aware all the while that Isaac�s eyes never left her body. She stepped out and he handed her a towel, bowing in mock reverence. She snatched the towel, twirling it and snapping at his face. The corner whipped against his cheek and he loosed a soft growl.

�I�m sorry, son. Did you say something?� Alex grinned, wrapping the towel around herself and stalking back into the bedroom. The sheets were fresh as were the candles, and Alex looked around in the closet, not really shocked when she found only Cain�s white robes and her clothes from the first night she was brought to his chambers

�Can I help you find something, My Lady?�

�Yes. Send for clothes.�

�There are clothes in the closet, My Lady.�

�Smart ass! I want a white leather corset and a white full length skirt. Get some make-up too. Something to compliment the clothes. White boots, as well.�

�My Lady has very specific tastes.�

�Usually I prefer black. I�m playing a hunch. I want to see if Master approves.�
�So, you have yielded then?�

�Do I have a choice?�
�One always has a choice, Alexandra.�

�Don�t be familiar. Keep your distance, Isaac. The Master is away, but I will fight you tooth and nail if I must.�

�It would be a shame to break all those beautifully manicured nails of yours.� Alex took a moment to look at her nails.

�Well I can�t really get that touched up down here, can I?�

�Down here? So, you have discovered the truth then?�

�That we�re underground? What it supposed to be a secret? I can feel the cold penetrate my bones. Cold like that only comes when something is buried.� Alex�s look grew sober and Isaac considered her.

�Would My Lady like a fire?�

�There�s no grate, how should we contain a fire?�

�I think My Lady forgets with whom she is speaking.� Isaac smiled smugly, snapping his fingers. Instantly, flames spread across the sheets as if he�d set them aflame with some curious fuel. Alex stepped back, never quite sure if his work was an illusion or truly dangerous. She eyed the flames and he stepped closer to her, ducking his head slightly to catch her gaze. She eyed him wearily.

�It�s truly warm.� Alex could feel warmth coming from the bed and though it was only inches away, it felt like she was across the room from a merry crackling fire.

�Try it, My Lady. I can make it as warm as you like it.�

�I do not trust you and your seemingly endless powers, Magician.� Alex�s cold tone returned, and she stepped away from him, watching the flames dance.

�I shall prove it to you.� Isaac sat on the bed and moved back a little, propping himself up on his elbows, one leg bent at the knee. He looked gorgeous, and Alex couldn�t even deny it. His raven hair pooled around him and she was suddenly flooded with images of herself, pinned between Isaac and Cain.

�Isaac, stay out of my mind!� Isaac chuckled and Alex barely contained a shudder.

�It makes it easier if you pretend like you hated it, doesn�t it?�

�I didn�t want it! You were playing with my mind at the time, you didn�t even wear your own face for the performance! You were drugging me too, suppressing the rational side of me that screamed against your touch.�

�My touch, but what about Mein Herr�s touch? Does it remind you of someone you used to know?� Isaac�s grin was malicious, his fangs creeping out over his pale lips as he rose from the bed.

�You�re vile and uncouth! Get out of my sight. I don�t give a flying fuck what Cain said!�

�Tsk tsk. Such language, from such a pretty mouth. Perhaps I ought to gag you. I know just what we can use too.� Quick as lightening, Alex was in the closet again, pulling her daggers from the inside of her coat. She stood there, her hair hanging in wet tendrils, the towel clinging to her precariously, and a dagger in each hand. Isaac smiled and took a step toward her. For every step he took forward, Alex took a step back until she was backed against a wall. Isaac eyed her like a prize finally within grasp and Alex surged forward, sinking one dagger into his chest, perilously close to his heart and the other in his upper thigh, perilously close to his obscene erection.

�You�ll never touch me again, because I will never give you permission.� Isaac closed his eyes, shuddering, his tongue snaking out to wet his lips.

�What in the hell...�

�My Lady, you really are a magnificent tease. You know just how to please a methuselah, don�t you?� Isaac reached to cover her hands with his own, slowly sliding the daggers out, biting his lip in apparent ecstacy. Alex immediately began to struggle as if his grasp sent an electrical shock through her, but Isaac�s grip as always, was strong as stone. He tightened his grip until the pain forced her to drop the bloodied daggers, her teeth gritting in rage.

�Release me now!� Alex roared at Isaac and he laughed, delighted at her anger.

�Or you�ll what? Mein Herr is not here, and it will be quite some time until he�s back. In fact the earliest he could possibly return would be sometime tomorrow. Which means we have all night to play, Lady Alexandra.� The derision in the last two words sent chills through her and she went limp, knowing instinctively what she had to do.

�Already giving up the fight? You know, fighting me or not really doesn�t matter. You arouse me to no end and if you aren�t struggling I can draw it out even longer.� Isaac purred in her ear and Alex pulled away, struggling to get away from his mesmerizing voice. Her mind was already clouded and she pulled her foot back, aiming a blow straight where it would hurt the most. Isaac caught her foot just before it connected with his crotch and he flung her onto the bed, her mind reeling, the room spinning. Alex gasped as the flames jumped up to lick at her skin, the gentle warmth shocking.

�You bastard! How dare you man-handle me!�

�Man-handle? I handle you as a proud methuselah, no mere man.� Isaac was on her instantly, pinning her to the bed, inhaling her scent deeply. Alex struggled violently, his grip chaffing her wrists as she twisted and wriggled.

�Release me!�

�No.� The simple word was laced with lust and as his warm breath washed over her ear the room began to spin violently again and she felt as though her mind had been wrapped in a thick blanket of fog. Alex felt as though she were falling from somewhere she couldn�t remember. She suddenly grew cold and the fog grew thicker. She wished desperately that she was wrapped in warmth, that she could see or feel something familiar. The cold crept in and she could feel it spread deeper and deeper into her body, making her bones ache. She curled into herself, but couldn�t even feel this simple action. There was no up or down, no orientation point at all and Alex felt as though she were tumbling endlessly through a fog. She struggled to remember where she�d been, where she was going, but was suddenly unsure of everything, every thought drifting out of her grasp and into the fog as she tried to focus on it.

�Lady Alexandra.� A deep voice called to her, echoing disorientingly through the fog. The grey mist around her seemed to clear and shockingly, she felt herself suddenly rooted to unseen ground by wobbly legs.

�H-Hello?� Her head seemed invaded by the cold, her entire being struggling toward that voice.

�Lady Alexandra, are you all right?�

�T-Tres? Father Iqus?� Alex shook her head, not entirely sure she had the right name, though something clicked with the voice.

�Yes, Lady Alexandra. You don�t look well.� Alex shook her head and looked curiously at Tres, her memories suddenly returning. She looked around the room and found they were in a Vatican guest suite, the same she�d been in the first time she came to speak with Lady Catherina. She stood in front of a warm fire, leaning on the marble mantel of a rather impressive fireplace.

�My apologies, Tres. I seemed to have... zoned out.� Alex smiled to herself, waiting for Tres to request that she explain the colloquialism. She was surprised when he chuckled.

�Quite all right. Lady Catherina was afraid you would be completely exhausted, so she sent me to guard you for the night and to make sure that you slept.� Tres actually smiled at her and for some reason it felt wrong to hear him laughing, for him to know what her slang meant.

�Tres?� Alex tried to focus, to think about what was wrong with the whole situation, but when she tried she swooned again, her stomach roiling as the room spun.

�My Lady, you don�t look well at all.� Tres rushed to her side as she tottered on her own feet. His hands came to gently grip her upper arms and the spinning stopped. �Why don�t we get you into bed?�

�I don�t understand, Tres, you�re--� The room whirled dangerously and her head began to throb painfully. Her fingers flew to her temples, pressing as if she could crush the pain.

�Up with you, then.� Tres lifted Alex easily, carrying her to the bed. He set her on the edge of the bed and flashed her an award winning smile as he kneeled to take her shoes off for her.

�You�re different--� Alex gripped her head again and groaned as the pain in her head made lights flash behind her closed lids.

�I�m not sure I know what you mean, Lady Alexandra. I�m the same old Tres.� Tres unzipped her leather pants and slid them off of her as if it was the most natural action in the world. Alex shivered, noticing his gloves were gone, and he�d slipped out of his outer jacket. He laid her pants over the back of the a chair so they wouldn�t get wrinkled and Alex watched as he moved to sit beside her, slowly untying the bindings of her corset. She shivered as his fingers brushed her back. He gathered her hair and pushed it over her shoulder, his fingertips trailing down over her shoulder, making her shiver.

�Tres, what are you doing?�

�You need to be changed for bed, Lady Alexandra. You are unwell and it is my duty to watch over you and assist however I can.�

�You�re warm, Tres.�

�Yes, my body is as warm blooded as any man�s.� Alex shuddered, his lips so close to her ear that she could feel his breath. Did he even need to breathe? Alex tried to focus, but the room began to swim again and only the warmth from Tres�s fingers seemed to stop the spinning. His fingers worked slowly, finishing with the last tie on her corset. He ran his fingertips down her back, his warmth making her gasp and arch her back. Something in the back of her mind nagged her, but she couldn�t focus long enough to actually grasp the thought. Alex flushed when Tres�s hands slipped under the corset, his fingers dancing over her ribs, coming around her front to cup her breasts. Her corset fell to the floor, forgotten.

�Tres, what are you doing?� Alex jumped slightly as Tres pressed against her, his breath brushing over her bare shoulder.

�Forgive me, Lady Alexandra. I couldn�t resist.�

�Tres, I don�t understand, you�re an android.�

�An android that had seen you in all you�re glory and taken your advice.�

�My advice? I advised you to pursue me?� Alex�s mind clouded slightly, the pleasure that spread from Tres�s touch becoming her only anchor.

�No, you advised me to observe human interactions and try to be more like them. I have also done some research on the side, studying texts on the human body and intimate interactions.� Tres�s fingers wandered down her abdomen, flaring out over her hips.

�Tres, I told you to speak more like us and you go and educate yourself about sex?�

�Is it not something that normal humans do?�

�Well, yes, but... Tres, please.�

�Yes, Lady Alexandra? Do you wish me to stop?�

�I...I don�t know what I want.� A small voice in her head whispered that this was wrong, that she should shun his touch, but the harder she listened for that voice, the cloudier her thoughts got.

�Then allow me to repay you.�

�Repay me for what?�

�The lovely show you gave me that day after your shower. At the time, I didn�t know what to do, but I�ve... studied, so to speak, and I know just what to do now. I kept that image of you in the forefront of my mind while I researched, hoping against hope that I would have another chance to see you so.�

�Tres, where did this come from?�

�It began with a desire to learn, but it quickly turned into infatuation. I�ve been waiting for some time to have an opportunity to approach you.�

�Tres, I don�t think that this is a good idea...� Alex tried to finish her sentence, but the room dissolved into fog. She felt instantly disoriented again, her weight falling in no direction in particular and her stomach revolted violently against the sudden change in anchorage. Just as the cold whispered across her skin, seeping into her body, she felt her back laid against something soft and smooth. Her eyes blinking, struggling to focus, she looked up to see she was looking up at the ceiling. Before she could think or move she felt a warm mouth encase her right breast and she mewled at the sudden stimulus.

�What in Heaven�s name are you doing, Tres?� Alex tried to sound angry, offended, hoping the android would slip into his normal deadpan demeanor and release her. She hoped that she would wake any moment to find that this was all some strange dream brought on by bad Chinese food from the night before.

�I am repaying you, Lady Alexandra.�

�Tres, this isn�t necessary, really.�

�I disagree, Madam.� Before Alex could further protest, his warm slick tongue pressed into her folds and she rose onto her elbows to see his unruly auburn locks buried between her thighs. She kicked at the sheets to get away, but his strong arms came up to wrap around her thighs, his fingers massaging the muscles. His actions sent a thrill straight into the pit of her stomach and she let her head fall back a little, lost at the almost blinding pleasure of so simple an action. Tres continued his ministrations, as thorough and precise in his exploration of her sex as he was with any task assigned him. In a matter of minutes Tres had Alex on the threshold, her fingers gripping his hair almost painfully. The moment he pulled away she released her grip and a small sound of protest. Everything seemed soft around the edges, ill defined and tenuous as though Alex had slipped into a world of dreams where nothing was too sacred to dream of.

�Tres.�

�I am here, My Lady.� Tres rolled her onto her stomach and she nuzzled into the pillow, suddenly feeling weaker of limb and more inclined to let him do what he saw fit. She buried a strangled cry into the pillow as his warm tongue traced her spine, his weight pressing against her back. Alex�s mind quieted, almost emptied, all focus concentrated on the feelings the android produced. She felt him position himself against her sex and she wriggled her hips anxiously, almost desperate to be penetrated. Alex gasped, her face flushing against the pillow, Tres groaning behind her as he entered her.

�Is it what you expected?� Alex found a coquettish laugh leaving her lips.

�Better by far, My Lady.� Alex gasped as he withdrew and drove into her again, the position a decidedly excellent one for pleasing them both. Tres stilled, pressing her legs together, bringing his own legs alongside hers. The curious warmth that grew from the simple act of their legs touching made Alex shiver. Tres slowly ran his fingers over her hip, pressing his way in between her stomach and the bed. His fingers brushed against her clit as he raised her hips very slightly up off the bed.

�Tres!�

�Yes, Alex?� His voice was rich and deep and reminded her of the color of his hair. She shuddered and melted into the bed.

�What are you doing now?�

�Finding the perfect angle for optimal pleasure.� He breathed again over her ear, making her shudder and tighten on him involuntarily. He sounded the barest bit like his old self and Alex�s mind sharpened a tad, wondering why it felt wrong on one hand and delicious on the other. Tres nuzzled her shoulder then and began driving into her again. Alex was quickly reduced to keen whines and low moans as his every thrust delivered a spangled wave of pleasure that erupted in beautiful shades of red behind her closed eyes.

�Tres!� Alex gasped, her breath coming in loud pants, her body trembling, her toes curling.

�Alex.� Tres purred in her ear and she could tell he was gritting his teeth. His voice had changed somehow, not as deep, but rich and smooth in an altogether different way. Alex�s mind cleared instantly, knowing this was wrong, the whole situation was just wildly inaccurate. Again the room began to spin, and Tres began to chuckle devilishly. Alex bucked him off, and his hair started to bleed black before she was again lost to that cursed fog.

I need to apologize again for the earlier rage dump. No more personal facts about the authoress divulged in the public forum! I promise! sorry -_-
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