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Through The Starry Night || Shadow and Cho only

A month passed by, and Lilith was not going anywhere. She stayed happily and bothered her brother and Lonodiel for a while. Poking and interupting a lot, just to get on her brother's nerves. She liked to tease the little elf too. She got so bashful when Lilith suggested somt things to do to drive her brother nuts. she was horrible in such a way. It made her far too happy to be able to tease her. She did offer to get some clothes for her that were not secondhand, but the little elf did not seem to mind them. She liked how she looked in the darker clothing anyway. She had fun teasing her so badly though. Almost more than her brother, at times. She had her special quirks.

Currently, she was wandering around the castle boredly. Her brother and the elf were doing, well, probably each other, and she did not really wish to bother them now. There was nothing left in the room for her to forget and have to go grab. She used that excuse quite a while to interrupt. She did not know where tehy were, but she was positive there were chains and other things involved. She shook her head at the thought, feeling her deprivation and she groaned. Her fingers pushing through her newly-dyed hair. What color? Bright purple. She constantly change her hair color. She did not like having her hair its natural black. She looked too much like her brother with it natural, among other things. Who wanted such boring hair anyway?

Sighing with her boredom, she made her way out of hte castle, her arms folded over her exposed torso, wearing just a tube top which hugged her chest and a short mini skirt. She walked around, looking about the landscape, her forefinger resting upon her bottom lip, nipping her black nail as she wandered.​
 
He knew she was in the castle, he just couldn't pass the wards. Oh how he longed to get at Lilith she was in times past a lover of his, but now she was merely a target, he had been sent to hunt her down for the murder of some demon in the Prince's court, he didn't bother to remember the fools name it was merely an excuse to hunt down Lilith... the arrogant bitch. Currently he hid beneath a camouflage spell that made him blend into the trees of the forest around the castle, he had been staking it out for nearly two weeks now, and he knew she would come out eventually.

If one were able to see him he would appear as a mostly human figure closer to seven feet in height than six, with utterly black skin that seemed to absorb the light around it. His hair was close cropped and bone white in shade, sharply contrasting the rest of him. He had overall an agile build, the only thing besides skin color to differentiate him from a human besides skin color were the cutting talons on his hands the fangs lining his mouth, and his deep indigo slit pupiled eyes. He wore little a simple pair of pants made of some animal hide and a pair of boots of the same.

He was about to give up for the day when he caught her familiar scent on the wind, She had finally come out! He growled soft laughter out as he moved through the trees with the silence of a shadow closing in on her position. Ah there she was, looking much the same as when he had last seen her but for hair color. Beautiful as always of course... wretched woman how dare she leave him... perhaps he could have a bit more fun before finishing her and bringing her head back to the prince... yes that would be a nice bonus. He smirked as he raised a hand in silence, pointing a single finger at the oblivious demoness. Her onyl warning was a sharp snapping sound as the talon on that finger fired like a dart, too fast to be dodged. Even as it broke her skin, the toxin began to spread through her veins, making her drowsy and eventually knocking her out.

When she had finally fell to the venom he glanced at the castle to make sure no one was coming and emerged from the trees to drag her away into the woods, he would bind her up to a few of the trees and then... he'd have his fun.
 
Lilith should not have let her guard down. She could have sworn that the grounds were safe as the house. That was why she was more than happy to leave and escape the confined of the castle. She figured that there would not be anyone dumb enough to bother her at her house wehre her brother was and she was the strongest. She knew her brother did not like her at times, but he would not let her die. He loved her ... Maybe. Whatever. She did not care, nor was that her issue at hte moment. She figured she was bound to be safe in her own yard. Yep. She was wrong.

Before she could react, there was a seering pain in her stomach and her eyes shot open. A gasp to her lips as she looked down at the talon. A simple "Fuck!" passed her lips in a breath, her body collapsing on the ground a moment later. She knew who this was. She had seen those nails plenty of times. She knew who this was. Apparently, he could not properly deal with being dumped. Damn bastard. Probably worked for that wussy little prince.

After some time, her deep pink eyes eventually fluttered open. Groggily looking aroudn before she gasped at realizing what had happened. Her eyes went wide and she wiggled in the restraints around her. She then looked around. Where was that asshole? She growled, her hands already beginning to undo the binding around her. Unlike that little elf, Lilith was not one for being bound, nor was she one for pain, and she knew that if this lasted much longer, she would be in both. Not happening.​
 
He approached her from behind, remaining quite cautious he knew she was a wily thing, quite capable of escaping her bonds if given enough time. he was preapred for that, he wanted, no needed a fight from her, He wanted to hurt her so badly. The bitch who had the sheer gall to leave him, HE was the one who dumped women not the other way around and he'd be damned if he stood for the affront any longer than he had too. The Prince's assignment was just an excuse. So when he spoke up to get her attention his voice held both contempt and hate, "Well, good afternoon bitch, seems you've slipped since we last met, letting your guard down like that so easily..."

He stepped closer a sneer on his features although he kept a cautious stance, he fully expected a fight soon, "I took the liberty of setting up plenty of wards... no one's going to here your screams Lilith.. and the only way your leaving is over my cold corpse." He punctuates the sentence with a vicious kick to her side, "Your a damn fool, murdering someone so blatantly in the court... you never were very subtle.. or smart though were you Lilith." he flexed his fingers yearning to tear into her with them... but he wanted this to last, he wanted her to Suffer, whatever she inflicted on him he would deal with he had a quick healing factor anyway, another reason he excelled at his job.
 
She was not surprised. Damn man definitely could not accept being dumped. She could understand. She was quite a catch. She knew that he was the one typically to dump another. That was one main reason why she badly wanted to ditch him. There was not a true logical reason. She lost her fun with him, so she did not want to stay with him and she broke it off before he could even think about ditching her. She loved the utter lost look on his when she told him they were over. It was utterly priceless. She was sadistic at times. There were many reasons her and her brother were related. Not just by appearances were they similar.

A dark chuckle formed in her throat and she looked over at the man. Keeping his distance, huh? Smart boy. "Tsath ... I pity you." She stated with another little chuckle. She looked at the bindings around her before she shrugged. The binds literally melting off her form and she took a single step toward him. Her arms over her exposed lower torso as a growl verberated through her being as she stepped toward hte other. "How about a fair fight?"​
 
Their fight had lasted for a long twenty minutes or so, fists and claws doing their damage, slamming one another into trees and the ground, viciously taking advantage of every possible opening on both sides. In the end though his greater regeneration factor won out, most of the wounds he took healed shortly, Lilith not so much. So it had ended, the fight at least with him standing over her beaten and bloody form panting heavily, but with a smirk of triumph on his features. he had his own wounds but they were relatively minor and bothered him not at all. He took a moment to look over her body, damn did she look hot with her clothing torn and shredded, it was enough to get him even more aroused then just beating on her had anyway. his own clothing was torn up as well of course.

With her finally beaten down he crouched down and forced her legs apart, idly kicking off his own pants now nearly torn to uselessness. "Now.. the part I've been waiting for you damned bitch, might as well have one more good fuck with you before I kill you." He watches her closely for further signs of fight, though he's confident she won't have TOO much strength left by now. Going back to what he was doing before speaking her moved between her legs keeping them apart, he wanted to savor his victory for a moment before getting started.
 
Lilith was pissed. That man and his ability to regenerate was seriously annoying her. If he did not have that, he would be on the ground begging for her to stop. Instead, she was panting on the ground and looking up at that obnoxious man, glaring all the while. A growl could be heard from the demon, her fingers curling into her palm as he seemed to get far too much enjoyment from seeing her beat. She had not doubts that he specifically chose her as his newest assignment for the fact that they had a history and he was such a sore loser on many terms of the meaning. She went down, yes, but she would not stay down for too long. 'fucked before he killed her'. Hah. Dumbass. She would not let him kill her -- ever. Though, the former does sound quite nice.

She watched the other push apart her legs and his pants suddenly disappear. A soft little growl formed at the base of her neck before she chuckled. Within an instant, her high-heel clad foot connected with the front of his chest, sending him at least back onto his ass, though not alone for long since she was soon straddling his hips now. Her hands traveled along his chest, soon pushing him back onto the ground with a lustful gaze within her dark pink eyes. "You think I'd sit back and just take it?" She whispered, chewing her bottom lip as she looked over the man. She definitely knew how to choose them. Strong build, lovely features, and she just had something for hte pitch black of his skin. Utterly magnificant in the moonlight, glowing a faint crimson. Perfect. She chuckled at her thoughts before her eyes returned to his, leaning toward him to graze her lips along his. "I have missed your body so much.."​
 
He snarled in surprise as she kicked him back, more angry at himself for thinking she was down than angry at her, he should have known better than to think Lilith would stay down. He found himself on his back with the woman straddling him tracing her fingers over his chest and even brushing her lips to his, what in the hells? Lilith was more than a little...crazy he knew this but but to think she had just reversed the roles on him... It was oddly arousing. he found himself studying her again those luscious curves, pale gray skin, vibrant hair and eyes. Well, he definitely remembered why he had been so pissed when she left him now. He knew she was just manipulating him of course, ... but it was working.

"Hmph, shouldn't have left then," he growls in response to her words even as his taloned hands find their way to her hips running up her thighs to get their, trailing sharp talons along her skin. He was going to end up fucking her either way it seemed... trying to kill one another would have to be put off until after. He wanted her, wanted her all for himself but he knew damn well the bitch would just run again given the chance... so he'd take this pleasure now... and off her as soon as he had a chance afterword, no more playing around.
 
Lilith chuckled softly at his words. Why did she leave? Oh, let her count the ways. She smirked as she looked down at the man, looking him over once more. Her hips rocked against his while her hands trailed up his chest once more. "Mm.. You bored me back then. Though, this side of you definitely is refreshing." She definitely liked him more aggressive than he was back then. He had been like this when they dated, yet today, it was different. Possibly, the intent and want to kill was the difference. She surely had odd tastes in her men. But oh, they always worked out in the end, if only for a short while.

She raked her nails down his chest, just barely piercing the flesh as she pushed off anything else left upon that oh so gorgeous body of his. She wasted no time pulling off her torn clothes, tossing them aside without a care for the landing place. She rocked her hips against his once more, groaning lightly. She leant down and rested her chin on top of his dark chest while her eyes kept to his. Her form slid lower, brushing against his member with an anticipated moan to her lips. She was going to have fun with this. She utterly loved the idea of fighting him and getting her lustful pleasure out of it as well. Oh, she definitely had strange tastes.​
 
he growled in the back of his throat when she laughed, and allowed her to strip on her own, as she slid down rubbing herself against his already hardening member his hands tightened on her hips, nails digging into her pale skin, His eyes didn't leave hers even as he smirked at her and shifted suddenly moving and rolling over, leaving him once more on top, his hands slid higher moving over her soft curves and to her arms pinning them at her sides, "You didn't really think I was just going to lay back and take it did you now?" he sneers and presses his lips to hers in a rough kiss, his sharpened teeth digging into her lower lip and drawing blood before he pulled back.

"Your going to fight back of course, you don't know when to give up bitch... but we'll just have to see who can last longer." the last is a throaty growl, as he moves his hips rubbing the now fully hard tip of his member against her lower lips , not entering just yet, but poised to do so in a moment. He remains tense though fully expecting her to turn the tables and try to take the dominant role again.
 
Who could last longer? Oh, that was precious. He truly doubted her abilities, didnâ??t he? She had too much energy for her own good. She may be knocked down, literally, but she would always get back up again and either curse the bastard who knocked her, or just walk away. She never was dumb enough to try and fight again. She definitely was not like that. She knew when to give up, or to stop playing around and just shove her hand through his heart to crush it. She so loved to do that. She had too much fun when she did that, and she knew it. She was a horribly violent woman and she took after her brother in some aspects. Some. She was not much into binding up her lovers, or keeping toys, but she did enjoy sadism sometimes. Not to the point where they whined. Hells no. She would kill them if that ever happened. No, she enjoyed slicing them up every here and there to the point where the pleasure would override the pain.

â??Mm ... You know me. I never just lie back and take it either.â? She stated before, as he suspected, she flipped him onto his back, sparing no moment in sliding him into her, moaning softly with the instant relief her deprived body felt from the long absence of such contact. She definitely would be better after their encounter. Lilith had so much pent up hostility and sexual frustration that she needed such a release, and what better release than her ex lover sent to kill her? It was not like she would let him kill her â?? ever. No one killed her. No one could even scathe her. Sure, he had, but that was only temporary. Her energies would be back soon enough and while the man beneath her would heal faster than she did, she could easily find a way to kill him.​
 
As she rolls him back over a growl of anger escapes his throat though it quickly becomes a groan of pleasure as she slides down onto him and he enters her. He pauses for a moment as her tight inner walls clamp down on his shaft, but quickly regains himself. With a single forceful movement he rolls them back over to allow him on top again, claws planted in the dirt to help him keep balance as he moves thrusting hard into her and pulling back out only to do the same again. Pounding her brutally into the ground.

"No way your staying on top you damned bitch." he growls out between hard thrusts into her waiting body, even beaten and bloody the damned woman won't give up but he's not about to surrender dominance to HER of all people. Though.... competing fighting each other even while fucking its all oddly arousing for the male demon, merely making him want her even more, Too bad she has to die afterword.
 
Lilith hissed at the man's words. Must he continue to call her a bitch? She was one, she knew that much, but really, could e be less creative? She truly would have commented had she not been moaning in pleasure from his actions. Her back arching up and against his chest as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Oh, the fun she had missed from their times together. She would definitely have to keep him after this. As long as he stopped trying to kill her of course. She would not and was not going to go down that easily. At least, not 'down' in the sense of dying. She apparently had other things in mind, and definitely was realizing why one should not send an ex-partner to go kill another. Things like this happened and she was so very glad they were. She would be so much more energized afterward. Sad thing being, it seemed he did not remember that. Not that she was some succubus type thing. No, she just tended to be so jolted with the pleasure that she was never able to calm down easily.

After letting him feel as if he could stay on top, and so many boutes of pleasure surging through her body, she decided it was time to take control once more. Within an instant, her foot was at his chest and she literally kicked him off, sending the man into the trunk of a blood red tree, cracking the thick bark with the force she used. Leaping up from the ground, she was in front of him in an instant. Her left hand behind his neck, pulling his lips toward hers, digging her nails into the coal black flesh of the male and she easily lifted her form to slide back onto him, moaning with the sensation. Her other hand grabbed hold of a branch, using it for support as she began to ride the male, slamming into him and being sure to reach all the right places to help her pleasure.​
 
He was beginning to lose himself in the sensations falling back into old habits and lusts as he pounded away at the demoness below him, his breath coming out in short animalistic growls. He remembered now exactly why he had been so angry when she left him, she was the best lay he had found in decades. Now he had her again, even if it was only for a short while before he killed her. So lost in physical sensation was he that he hardly registered her movement until he felt the sharp impact of his back slamming against one of the trees that surrounded them. Refocusing he almost snarled in rage... until she slid back onto him with a lust filled moan.

As her lips pressed against his he pressed back tongue thrusting into her mouth to explore even as his hands moved to grip her hips bruisingly tight As he thrust back against her hips meeting each movement of her hips with his own as she shifted and forced him to penetrate at slightly different angles. He bothered not with words any longer things were too far gone for that. Now he would merely enjoy her... until the end.
 
Lilith growled as they continued to move and grind against each other. Her body easily found the pleasure it so badly sought for. She moaned deeply into his ear and continued to thrust and grind against him for a while until she slid just at the right time he bucked up, causing a sharp breath to pull into her lungs, followed by a deep moan. Her peak was hit and her whole body shivered with the pleasure she received, her nails digging into the blackened flesh of the man in front of her. Anotehr deep moan passed her lips and she chuckled softly. "Thanks for the fuck." She whispered into his ear, biting it a moment later and she moved off of him. A devious glint within her eyes and her foot soon smashed into his chest, lightning shooting from her boot and through the other's body, eventually causing his form to burst, raining pieces of the man after a few moments.

Nonchalantly, she turned on her heel and began to make her way back toward the mansion in front of her. Her nude form soon was inside the castle and she took off her boots, not wanting to trek blood everywhere. She flicked off a piece of black flesh that landed upon her shoulder, shrugging her shoulders as she began to make her way to one of the showers. "You may want to send the dogs out to clean.' She called, not too caring if her brother heard her or not. She was so much more at ease now. Relieved of all her pressures and hey, her ex was permanantly out of the picture, what more could she want? She chuckled at the thought, staring up a bath for herself and then easily sliding into the warm water with a little hum to her lips.

Lonodiel slowly came out of the bedroom, a brow arched in question. "What was that noise?" She mumbled, having heard a loud boom of sorts a few moments before Lilith entered the mansion. She looked around and soon heard the woman and she arched her brow once more. Straightening a little, she turned to look at Vulcarik. "Your sister did something." She murmured, not really caring about that whole thing at the moment. She shrugged and began to make her way out of the room, her stomach growling to show the reason why she wanted to leave.​
 
Vulcarik heard the booming crash from outside the grounds and sat up from where he had been lounging on the bed. he glanced at Lonodiel as she walked out of the room, and shook his head in irritation as he processed her words and the distantly heard speech of his sister. Explosions, and Lilith were always a bad combination... somehow he found he simply didn't want to know. She would probably mention it if it was important anyway. An unpleasant houseguest his sister was, but she wouldn't not tell him about something if it was an actual danger. Standing up he scrubbed his hand through his hair and yawned, following Lonodiel out of the room.

"I wonder just how long my ...dear sister is going to stay here, she's getting more than a bit irritating." the demon grumbles as he moves alongside Lonodiel, unconsciously shortening his steps to allow her to keep up. He assumed she was going to the kitchens... she was likely hungry from last nights.. activity. While he didn't NEED to eat really he was vaguely hungry as well, and so he followed her in comfortable silence for the moment.
 
A few more weeks passed and far too early in the morning for anything to happen, there was a loud shriek from one of the bathrooms. A moment later, a very frantic-looking Lonodiel ran through the halls, panting and looking like she had just seen a ghost -- or someone tried to kill her. The ravenette ran, not all too sure where even she planned to go. Possibly to drown herself, or jump off a building ... something. She just could not stay still. She needed to escape somehow and she did not know what she was going to do if she wound up staying.

Soon enough, a thunk could be heard as Lilith's hand collided with the elf's forehead, sending her onto her ass on the ground. The, once-sleeping, now pink-haired woman, glared down at the elf, growls easily being heard from her throat. "Give me one fucking good reason why I should not kill you?" She hissed, her anger at apparently having been woken up clearly seen over her features, and by the skimpy, see-through nightie she wore.

The woman stared up at her, looking ever so pathetic and far paler than she normally should ever look. She looked so lost as she finally was forced to sit down. Her knees pulled to her chest and a pale hand pushed through her dark hair, a short laugh to her lips. "I'm pregnant..." She said, laughing once more before she flopped her head forward and rested her forehead against her knees, just not sure what to make of this all. Any other situation, she would be ecstatic. She had always wanted to at least have one child, but it was with Vulcarik. He definitely did not scream father of the year to her, no matter how decent he has become. She just did not know what to do.​
 
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