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MasterOfWhispers

MasterOfWhispers

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A burning a castle and the screams of many peasants. Richter looked at the burning castle and admired the beauty of it's destruction. For so long the kingdom had hunted him down for what he was and could not help to be, and now with his army he finally procured his revenge. The screaming of the royal family was music to his ears as he tore and bathed in their blood. The battle was over, but in the end he still felt empty on the inside. He thought he'd come regain that warmth he had when he was till mortal. It turned out it was missing. And so for another hundred years, he has wondered looking for a that one bit of "light" which would re-invigorate his being....

Modern day...
The city streets were busy, people going about their day, as if nothing in the world was happening, and a man in a dark suit with a pastel colored formal shirt and tie stopped into a Starbucks for a cup of coffee. His hair was black, and it contrasted yet complimented his bright green eyes. He was tall,around 5'7 to 5'8, and his body had was thin yet muscular which was hidden by his suit.
"cafe latte, double milk double sugar." Were his first words when he first entered. He was thirsty, and did not bother to ascertain this sudden feeling of warmth he received in blood when he arrived at the lowly coffee shop.
 
Claire pulled the metal door to her favourite mortal coffee house, Starbucks. She had just been exiled. She shivered, the word sounded so nasty. She suspected it was because she had caught her best friend in a love affair, and instead, her friend blamed it on her. It wasn't acceptable, it was against the rules to be sleeping around with someone who wasn't your husband. And, broken hearted, she had accepted her punishment. She had been on Earth before, she knew how to survive. The gods had sent her back down to earth, exiled from ever coming back to the heavens. Her ivory wings shrunk into her small back. Claire was a small woman, wearing a white gown fitting to her small body, only standing at 5"4. Her bright blue eyes looked into the cashier and ordered her usual. "A strawberry frappacino please." She waited for it, passing up a few dollar bills, her fingers finding the customary green straw, and sighed. Usually her drink perked her right up. This time, she was doubting whether it would. She looked around the store, smiling, as if she was looking for someone, something. She shrugged, she didn't know why she felt so empty, she loved being in the company of mortals. Fortunately, from her time serving as a guardian angel, she learned the survival skills needed to survive in such a place. She lived in a safe neighborhood, in a one bedroom condominium. She didn't work like the typical human, instead she "pretended" to work for a local charity, donating the funds to some poor, ravaged, developing country.

Her chestnut hair was pulled up to her normal ponytail, that brushed along the back of her neck. Once she received her drink, she grabbed a tissue, and sat down against the window, where she could see her car. Even though she had been on earth before, she didn't really have anyone to talk to, to hang out with. She sighed dejectedly, pressing her face against the window, admiring as the thunder started, people starting to scatter into their cars, rain pouring down on everything in sight. She loved the rain. They didn't have rain in heaven. And, it was nice to see that other people were wearing something different than white. She didn't have anything but white. She would have to go shopping later.
 
The source of the warmth in his heart became apparent. He was about to leave the shop, when She appeared. He didn't know who she was, or where she came from but upon seeing her, he instantly senesed something unique about her. Her scent was other worldly, and when he tried to into her mind, he saw only nothing but white light. He had to get to know her, and see if he can keep this "light" that he had lost so long ago. The movement, the appraoch to her was subtle. He looked at her wit his mind's eye scrutinizing every detail.

It was when the rain began to die down a little that he decided to make the first move, and he would be more direct than he was hundreds of years ago, when he used assasination and discord to obliterate his enemies. He would go for a direct attack. He sat near this "angelic" girl's table.
"Funny how no matter how old you are the rain doesn't change...." said the old yet young looking man. He smirked at her playfully He had no intention of letting this one go. "It's still as magnifice and serene. Feels like all the troubles are washed away at the very instant is swallows." His eyes were meaningful this time.
 
Claire jumped suddenly. She didn't realize someone was speaking to her. She turned around, trying to see if this man was talking to someone else, and came back with nothing. Everyone else were either chattering lively to one another, or they were ordering a quick coffee to go. Normally, people didn't speak to her. She looked up to him, and smiled finally. She touched the window lightly as he spoke to her about the rain. She wished it was still raining. She pressed her nose against the window, and spoke softly, "I'm glad it doesn't change. It's so peaceful." She ran her fingers through her hair, thinking that he had just come to say hello, and would leave her alone soon. She didn't know what he was waiting for. She wasn't in line with him, waiting to get a drink, he had his hot drink in his hand, and didn't leave yet? There was something about him, something about him, she didn't want him to leave her yet. Not just yet. She was bathing in the warmth of company. She hadn't spoken to another being in so long. And strangely enough, just the way he looked, his skin, the way he spoke, it sounded like... he didn't belong here. He didn't belong on Earth. But, she didn't comment, afraid to upset her new guest and afraid he would leave.

Underneath the dress, she had on a pair of white stockings and a pair of her favourite pink flats adorning her small feet. She too, had pale skin, although not as pale as his skin. She breathed steadily, looking at him intently, staring into those deep eyes, listening to him, never breaking eye contact with him except to stare outside the window, torn between two places. She memorized the creases in his face, his strong jaw, his eyes, smouldering over with some emotion she couldn't identify. Placing her hand on the seat of her chair, turning herself around so she could see him clearly, she admired the fine clothing, the way he spoke, the way he looked, and blushed, a rosy hue returning to her cheeks, as she stared down at her lap, her hands tightly clutched together.
 
"Funny about peace though... it always fades as time changes.... I don't fade though, I remain constant..." He smirked at her, taking a sip of his ow drink. He finished slowly savoring every flavor of the sugar and milk. People of the streets continued about their business, the moment was timeless just as those two. He continued to speak cryptically to her about his own life, leaving hints about his origins but not necessary that he was A vampire.
"The name is Richter, Richter Eizner by the way." He responded softly, " and you dear lady, are as beautiful as the serene rain on the outside..." His hands were on the table, his finer tapping a slow but steady beat. The moment was coming. He was direct. He hoped that he was not to direct.

More people traveled in and out. The more he interacted with her, the more clearly he could see the images in her mind. He would have to exercise a little bit more of his telepathy to see beyond the white light .
 
Claire smiled, and hadn't noticied that he was peering into her brain to hear her thoughts. She breathed slowly, and shook his hand politely once he introduced himself. "I'm Claire. Claire Adams. It's nice to meet you, sir." She blushed when he said that she was beautiful. "Thank you, that's very flattering." She listened intently as he talked about his life. Inside her brain, she was thinking that he was staring at her too intensely and sometimes, she would have to adjust her body, blushing every so often he would look at her. But, on the other hand, she also knew that she liked all this undivided attention. She had just met him. She barely knew him. She didn't even know if he was human. She looked up at him, and saw the sky darkening and not because of the weather, well.. that too. Also, she had to get home. She never felt safe when it was dark. Another thing she missed about heaven was that the sky darkened here more, and it just made her that much anxious to be back home. "It was very nice to meet you sir, but.. I have to go now." She rocked her empty, plastic Starbucks cup in dismay, and placed it inside the trashcan. Turning, she began to leave, and hadn't known about his determination to never let her go.
 
"Well then... Allow to walk you to your home then..." He said rushing to catch her. his hands on her shoulder. It was too soon, but the converstaion had gone smoothly enough. "It's rather dangerous wandering around at night, it's best that you have some company to help you out. I plus I know how lonely walking alone can be. After all I've been walking alone for hundreds of years in my life." He said dropping that one detail. Depending on how the flow of this conversation would go. He expected her initial shock, and in fact he would ignore it. It had been so long since he felt the embrace of a women. Despite the fact taht he accumlated a vast fortune over his five hundred years of existance, he had never been able to "buy" his own happiness. He was seeking a mate. And he will find a mate with her.

"Of course... five hundred years would be nothing against an Angels beauty of her years.." His eyes pierced her's now. he gently turned her so her face to face. Her scent was intoxicating at this range. " A beautiful angel such as you self even... "
 
[Quick question. Is he going to bite her anytime soon?]

Shivering, Claire let him sweettalk her and sweep her off her feet. She nodded, it was hard to pry him off her even if she wanted to. He was so much bigger than her, and it didn't seem like he would let up. She opened her mouth to ask where he lived, but.. figured that was too private. Once he started talking, she realized something, that he wasn't human. Humans didn't live past a hundred. And, he had been walking alone for several hundred? No way. Well, she wasn't human either. And, he had already figured out what she was. Of course, he saw into her mind. But, she wasn't going to admit it aloud, no.. not until they were inside her apartment. She frowned, was he even going to follow her there? She couldn't seem to shake him off. She looked up at him, shivering from the cold. "Well, this is my car." It was a small, red Taurus. Comfy. Not very extravagant. Again, she didn't want to attract attention. She thought he was going to leave after a goodbye or something. But when he didn't, she invited him inside. She didn't want to be rude. Especially to someone who could easily crush her if he wanted to. Once he had turned her face to face, she thought she had stopped breathing. They were inside the car, and it had been raining, the water splattering her hair to her cool skin. She blushed when he had called her beautiful again, and thanked him.
 
[quite soon, I'll integrate that.... in]

"Your welcome, though it was not only complete it is a fact. " He said, he shuffled slightly in his seat. Since I know what you are, I'll let you in to what I am. Gently he lifted her chin close to him, and he kissed her both forcefully and passionelty for the first time of there meeting. He was being brash, but being in her preseine was enough price to pay any repurcussions.
"It would be the deepest honor to be in your home." He said urgently. His hands brushed her cheek gently. It was almost time now to lay his claim to her.
" And you are of course welcome to my home.." He said now that he had full claritiy of her thoughts...
 
[Could you not bite her? Like, because your character has a thing for her? If you do bite her, doesn't she.. like get injured/die?]

They were just sitting in her car, when he had kissed her roughly and passionately. She shuddered, wrapping her arms around his neck, and answering his every need, every desire with a kiss of her own, breathing heavily. It was as if he was a beast. She shivered, panting, letting him into her mouth, her lips parted, letting his tongue inside her warm mouth. She pulled back, blushing, she had never kissed like that before. It kind of got her all hot and bothered. Once he spoke of his home, she looked up, "Where is your home?" And quickly added, "I wouldn't go into your home without your permission, or your knowing, of course. I wouldn't want to intrude." She bucked her seatbelt, and started to drive the 15 minutes back to her place. After they arrived, she got out, and led him to her condo, it was on the 5th floor.
 
(hahaha Understood)

In response, he placed his upon her forehead. It happened within in a flash. Thoughts and emotions, of his orgins of his past. Then his home was revealed to her. For the first time in ages, he smiled a true smile.
"Move us to my house, and I will show you my view of heaven." He said . " your wings to more then just fly, that can move us at the speed of thought to another place." It was true. What was also true was to see her nature for what it really was. The blood was boiling and he was ready, for whatever may occur from that point on.

The night sky began to rain is hardest. Richter placed another passionate kiss on her lips, and this time moved his hand over her back gently rubbing, and massaging it. He embraced her warmly.
 
[I didn't get what your post just meant. Do you want her to take you there via her wings, or.. in the car? So, forgive me if my post is screwed up.]

Claire was so lost in the kiss, she felt weak in the knees, sighing. She nodded, as his large manor was revealed to her. Her eyes widened, not sure of what was happening, she had seen that house before, passed by it. She just assumed that the owner was out. It looked so dark. Nevertheless, he wanted to show her his house. They would go. She was curious, and everytime the thunder crackled down from the sky, she jumped in fear. Blushing, she turned the car, letting his thoughts lead her the way. After 20 minutes, they had arrived in the front of his manor, pulling her car inside. She wondered, is this where she was dropping him off after she saw the house? "I can't stay at your place for too long. I need to get home. It's dark, and.. I don't like being outside in the dark, it kind of freaks me out." She said, unclipping her seatbelt, opening the door so she could get out.
 
(I was trying to imply the wings can also teleport, the both of them, but itthis works as well. and don't worry my fault!! )

"Don't worry so long as I'm around I'll protect you from he night."
The arrived at his house shorty, and he got out of the car himself. He hadn't any real need for car, considering he could fly without any trouble. He took her hand gently, and guided her to his mansion. Thunder cracked again, and he placed his arms around her holding her close. They arrived inside his house in mere seconds. His thougts rand with things he'd like to do to her, will do to her and will now do to her. He opened the doors to "Eizner" house and, flipped the switch revealinga magnificent main room

The living room was grand, it had the look an nineteenth century manner with a 21st century feel. There was a brick fire place, and above the fire place was a the painting of the Mona Lisa (A replica of course.) The furniture was oak, and there was a sofa that was both plush and comfortable. immediatly the moment they both stepped in, he throw her another passionate kiss, his hands all over her. His hands brushed gently on to her left breast. He wanted her now, wanted her body and even her soul. It was almost a mircale that he didn't take her blood. He wandered about that. He assumed what was because of her nature as Angel.
 
Claire had been only in the house for a few minutes, looking over the fine furniture when he had grabbed her close, and kissed her passionately. Once again, she whimpered, everywhere he kissed sent heat throughout her body. Her knees felt weak, as if they would buck under her if he wasn't holding her up. Unlike him, she hadn't known that she had a specific soul mate for her until she had bumped into him at the coffee house. She gripped his shoulders, her fingers running into his hair, breathing heavily, blushing as he rubbed her breast, breaking off the kiss to breathe. She guessed he wasn't going to leave her alone tonight, or ever. She shivered, not sure how she felt about forever. She liked her freedom, her independence. "Darling, wait." She stopped him for a moment, knowing that she couldn't exactly move his iron grip from her waist, but she tugged against it, hoping he got the message. She looked around her surroundings, pulling him to his couch, sitting beside him, "Your home is very beautiful."

Her hair, now messy, sat along her shoulders, and she too, realized was surprised he hadn't wanted her blood. She was surprised how eager he was at having her, and now. Okay, so.. if she had been waiting for several centuries for her soul mate, she would want to have sex with him too. She bite her lip, but.. she hadn't. She hadn't even known about him until today. A strong, sudden attraction.
 
He could tell that he as going to fast, and this movements were to sudden. He didn't need to read her thoughts for that. He relaxed momenterily after that. His girl loosend, and he got up. "Thank you very much t be honest, I'm not here to often." . It had been years since he had company, and he realized he was being a little rude to her. But he wanted to stay longer. And for the first time in ages he felt that this was it. No more lonely nights or journey's around the world
"Thank you, your always welcome here... Anything you'd like to drink. What's mine may be yours...." he said with a wink.

Eternity was a long time and he couldn't take her immediatly. But that was alright, he had all the time in the world to conquer her heart.
"Go this house in the seventies, been faking my death every so often. They think I'm the son of the original owner quite funny really." He chuckled and looked at the old record player he found when bought this house. As well as a collection of Ann Murray records.
"Enought about me what about you. I've only caught small glimpses of your mind. Being an Angel it's hard for me to see the entire picture."
 
Claire blushed, glad that he found her so attractive, and relieved that he had stopped. She wasn't sure if he would. She didn't know him for centuries like he had known her. She looked up at him, and said, "There's nothing to tell. I was exiled here because I caught my friend having an affair in heaven, and instead, she placed the blame on me. And, I don't mind Earth. It's really quite lovely." She never raised her voice, her voice was very soft. She looked outside through the window, it was just getting darker and darker. Once again, she said, "Your home is very beautiful. But, I must be going. I have to go to my own home now. My condo. You know, you saw the building." She wondered if he'd let her leave, or insist that she'd stay here. She couldn't possibly impose. And, even when she was closely tied to him, she couldn't impose. She still didn't know much about him.

Reluctantly, she stared outside the window again. She didn't want to leave him, but she had to. It was getting darker and darker, and that didn't make her feel too safe. She better leave now before the skies blackened, and the moon came up. She hadn't eaten dinner yet, and had to cook dinner for herself. She was sure he wouldn't let her go that easily, but.. she figured he must be getting tired too. And just the thought of sleeping in her warm bed made her yawn, blushing. She wasn't sure if he slept or not. But, she did, and.. she was tired.
 
"Well I'm glad your settling fine hear on earth...." He said. Thought he pitited her greatly about the a whole affair he couldn't help but feel relieved that he had some one who wouldn't out age him. As the darkness of night spread through the earth, Richter knew that Claire was afraid of the night, and accordingly he knew that she wanted to get home as soon as possible. But at the same time he also wanted her, no needed her to stay.
"I know you want to get back home... at least stay for dinner and I'll even be sure to ride with you home..." He said, his eye observing her closely. There was alot to talk about, as well as a lot to do. He wanted to study her and see where she stood in the world. After all from one immortal observing another, it seemed that she hasn't been on Earth for very long. More so, if she was on Earth for longer peroids of time, she like many Vampires he knew in the "Underworld." would have a accumlated large amounts of money over the ages. A condo was just a condo afterall.

He found that he wanted to help her as well. More so he wanted to constantly be near her.
 
Claire looked up at him, and blushed. "You don't have to do that, drive me home, it's uneccessary. I can manage." Dinner. Didn't he drink blood? "I thought I'd just eat dinner at home. I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable." She brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, remembering how he looked when he was about to ravage her. She shivered, biting her lip, finding it kind of a turn on that he wanted her so much. She got up off the couch, not to leave his home, just to walk around. Her flats pressed against the floor of the house gently, touching his furniture, feeling the hard oak, her lips slightly parted. It looked like he hadn't lived here in a long time. But, it looked immaculate, it was so clean. How was that possible? "May I?" She was referring to the staircase, if she could go upstairs. She was curious, she turned to him, surprised that she hadn't heard him follow her off the couch. Of course he would be behind her. She blushed as she hestitantly looking up at him. She played with the bracelet around her wrist, their faces so close to each other. Except for the fact that he was bigger, and taller than her.

She leaned in, blushing again, her fingers clutched together tightly, suddenly her heart was beating fast against her chest. She had her hand on the end of the stairway railing, looking into his eyes for a few minutes before leaning in, and licking her lips, anticipating what was about to happen. Sure, she didn't want to have sex with him. But, it didn't mean she didn't want to kiss him.
 
"Of course..." He responded to her quietly. He observed her now, carefully, taking in every movement she was making. He followed her quietly, as she looked around the living room. How beautiful she was, and how so much the sweeter it would be when he finally got to claim her body for his own. He walked the stairway with her, and watched as she leaned in. Almost like a wolf to it's prey he was acting like it. He kissed her passionetly once more. The touch of her wet lips sent anothe shock through his body. He kissed as if the world was about to fall. He wanted her so badly. He was arrived he could not stop this time.

His hands were all over her body, stimulating her. He wanted to get her to need him as much as he needed her. He wanted her there for the night.
"I insist you stay..." He said between kisses. " It's late, and it's dangerous driving there."
 
Claire felt like she couldn't breathe. Her hands were all over the place, all over his body, bringing him tighter against her smaller body. She ran her fingers through his hair, panting into his mouth. She kissed him passionately, answering each and every one of his kisses. Once he began to speak, she gave it a thought, and paused, looking out the window, gently pushing the curtains away, and looked outside. It was pitch black. She nodded, that would probably be safer. Since he gave her the okay to go upstairs, she smiled at him once more before turning, and walking up the stairs, her feet making the floor creak beneath her. At the top, she found countless doors to countless rooms. She turned the knob on the first door to her left, and found... what looked like the master bedroom. It was bigger than her apartment. It was so huge. She walked in, and sat on the bed, looking up at him expectantly. She felt the smooth bedsheet, and sat on the bed first, her fingers pressing against the cotton. It wasn't long until a blush came up into her cheeks, and she realized what was happening. She felt his mouth on hers again, and she answered back as needingly. She was lost in the kisses, the way his hands moved over her small body, shivering.
 
He followed her upstairs, and laughed as he saw that she picked up the master badroom. Was this because of her uncanny ability as an angel? He would wonder but nevertheless, he answered her call the moment she sat on his bed. He had litle hope before that he would be getting any worth mate to use the master bedroom. But apparently this was fate.

Gently, he pushed her back on to the bed,as he kissed her gently. His lust was growing and his body if it was possible was hot. He pinned her arms to the side, gently nibbling on her neck, gently he began to remove the straps. of her gown. But only so slowly. He wanted to "punish" her for all the feelings that she was inducing on to him. He began to feel hard. Harder then he had been in many years. HE rubbed up against her, conveying a message of absolute need, of absolute yearning
 
Claire looked up at him, and helped him with the straps of her gown, unzipping it, and pulling it over her head, now just dressed in a simple white bra and panties. Once he rubbed up against her, she let out a very audible gasp. She cupped his cheeks, gently rubbing it with her fingers, her head leaning back. She hadn't known about him until recently. She hadn't realized that she had a soulmate. She didn't just give herself to anyone, she knew that he wouldn't just take her and leave her the very next morning. She looked around the bedroom, looking around at all the things he had in the bedroom, a few portraits, a wooden dresser, a closet, she sunk her fingers into his hair, and breathed heavily into his ear, shivering. She was like a fragile doll next to him. Her arms had goosebumps, deeply breathing, her chest rising and falling, revealing the creamy flesh underneath.
 
A doll is what he treated her... Upon seeing her with only her panties, he breathed heavily. And he used her teeth the remove her bra, as if he was a ravemous wolf. He kissed savegly this time, his tongue dancing with her tongue. And gently, he cupped her breasts. The color of that room felt like it turned a vivid red as his eretion grew more and more upon seeing her bear breast. He kissed her all the way dowm from her neck to her left nipple, and gently his tongue slipped over it delicately as if he was looking a lolipop..
 
Claire ran her fingers through his hair, gripping him harder, her tongue seeking out to play with his tongue, shivering once he removed her bra. She gasped, once she felt the cool air and now, his damp tongue sliding over her nipple. She realized that he didn't even take off one article of clothing yet, and that was hardly fair. She unbuttoned his dress shirt, throwing it off the bed, and ran her fingers down the expanse of his built chest, breathing softly. She looked up at him, her legs wrapped tight around his waist, breathing hotly over his ear, "Richter, please.." She led his hand to cup her moist sex through the thin fabric of her panties, and let out a hiss of air, her fingers trailing through her own hair, moaning. She needed more of him.
 
The cool air was refreshing when she removed his shirt and suit Jacket. He enjoyed her delicate hands on his bare chest. His other hand rested on her hand for a little bit before he got started. He licked her other nippled this time and kissed his way down to where her panties where. He took one hand and gently slipd them down, his hand which was guided down to her wet soft spot, began to gently tease her clit, He blew hotly over the entierty of her pussy kissing the sides of her thigh. When he heard her plead he simply responded.
"Not yet way to soon...."
 
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