Trials of Darkness | By : yume1122 Category: +M to R > Nightwalker: Midnight Detective Views: 1690 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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He drew me
toward a door I hadn't seen before. I simply let my body be guided, no longer
caring where we went.
"I
suspect Shido hasn't taught you much of the bedroom,
either." He laughed in his quiet, peculiar way and guided me into the
room.
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In the center of the floor, almost the room’s
only adornment, was the largest, most ornate bed I had
ever seen. I couldn’t yet imagine the atrocities that had been committed there
. . . or would be.
I had stepped farther into the room
as he turned to close the door. Now he came up behind me and I could sense a
tension in him. I understood why when he pulled me to him and I felt him hard
against my lower regions. I stood there motionless and cold, as his hands
slowly slid over me, removing my clothes, exploring my body and caressing my
skin. His breath came hot on my hair and the back of my neck, as his hands
slithered around my waist and up to caress my bare breasts. He began to kiss my
neck and shoulders; he lipped my ear and I felt his fangs brush my skin. He
held me close to him, and I felt him, throbbing angrily, raging to enter me.
Shido and I made love often. He was
always gentle; he held back until I was ready, and in moments of high ecstasy,
his bite was always soft and loving. We shared our blood – our lives,
willingly.
This was different. It was hard,
and fast, and yet eternally slow. Cain took. He took what he wanted, how he
wanted it. I instinctively resisted when he first tried to slide within me,
tensing my muscles and making it difficult for him to enter. But all he had to
do was whisper the name in my ear, and I yielded. I couldn’t risk angering him.
Shido’s life hung in the balance.
But even though I let Cain have his
way, I could not bring myself to return his “favors.” For hours I lay there,
trying not to cry. I did not want this – his naked body, slick against mine,
his hands doing all manner of things to my body. The throbbing, pushing,
ramming of him, large and hot inside me was agonizing. My body answered his
motions with its own unauthorized tremblings and spasms. His fangs sunk into my
neck, gnashing, sucking the blood from me. He dragged his face down my torso
and massaged my hard, erect nipples with his tongue before biting deep into the
tender flesh of my breast. His hands went searching, groping into my secret
places, his nails scratching and tearing my moist flesh. He ran his fingertips
slowly, softly across my trembling skin, only to dig the sharp long nails into
me suddenly. Bleeding. Pain. Such pain. My hips were sore from being crushed by his
continuous undulations. I wanted to scream. He shoved and pulled, always the
throbbing of his livid member piercing me, ripping me apart inside. It hurt too
much to scream. His nails and fangs dug deeper into the flesh of my breasts and
neck every time. I finally cried silently, my wrists held in place where he’d
tied them to the bed posts. He removed himself from me finally and slid down my
body, running his hands and mouth over my brokenness, licking blood and wetness
off my slick skin. He reached his destination and I could feel his tongue
probing me and his hands – those nails and the wet satin of his lightest touch.
The tears streamed down my face to mix with the blood trickling down my neck,
down my chest, between my naked breasts to pool around my naval. The inside of
my thighs were slick with blood and fluids as well. This too he partook of.
As he came back up, I tried to
escape into my mind – tried to ignore the searching hands – the reentering
rage. I thought of Shido. Shido.
Oh, GOD!! I’m so sorry, Shido!
I cried out, just as Cain forced
himself into me, harder and farther than before. His fangs sank into my throat
and he gripped, hard. He held himself there for an interminable moment,
forbidding any movement besides his own now irregular throbbing within me. I
could feel myself growing weaker. Just as I thought I’d faint from the pain and
blood loss, he climaxed a final time and withdrew totally.
I couldn’t move, couldn’t do
anything but cry. After resting a moment, he climbed up and untied my wrists,
gentle now. He slowly pulled me up to lean against his chest. I could feel his
heavy breathing with my whole body. However, his breaths weren’t in sync with
my ragged gasps, as Shido’s were after we made love.
He cradled me gently with one arm,
while offering me the other wrist. His voice sounded softly inside my head,
encouragingly, as if he hadn’t just taken from me any decency I might still
have had after my ‘meal’. “You need to replenish. I took yours; now it is your
turn.”
Then it occurred to me. How much of
my thoughts could he hear? What if some of my thoughts of
Shido made him angry – I couldn’t worry about that now. I was so tired,
and hungry again – but not hungry for human blood. This was a hunger different
than I’d ever felt before. This was lust – for the blood of my own kind. Now I
could add cannibalism to the list of debts Cain owed me.
I lethargically ripped a thin gash
in Cain’s wrist with one fang, and drank. After a few sips, I drank deeper. I’d
never tasted anything so glorious! He held me close and I felt somehow
comforted. I had forgotten the pain of only moments ago. Satisfaction spread through
my whole body as my wounds healed completely. This was beautiful; this was
pleasure. He kissed my hair and we snuggled as I drank. His touch was soft and
careful as he hummed quietly to me. It seemed this was all that had ever been;
there was no past or present or future, no pain or disgrace. This was all that
mattered. As he pulled his arm away gently, murmuring that I’d had enough and
then holding me to him and continuing to stroke my hair, I wondered: If this
was what Cain was really like, why had Shido ever left him?
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hmmm. Wonder what happened there…. That was strange….. *cackles *
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