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Denying Fate (Anjeru and Raziel)

Moving in stealth was natural to him, but this was a run, not a stealth practice, and he did little to hide his sound, as light as his step was. Leaves cracked under his step for half of a minute before he took to the air, launching himself from tree to tree with heavy jumps. The forest was thick but not enough to stop his pathing, heading out from the estate although he circled it slightly. He could feel her following, her mind ever present with his even as he stopped her from tracking him with it. She was good, keeping pace even though he was nearly a spectre in the forest. And that’s when it hit him.

It was hard, fast, and vivid, the image thrown into her mind and half-held there, her body pressed against a tree, her back against his chest as he held her, taking her from behind. Distractions, as he went around, stroking her shoulder before darting off in another direction.
 
Alirei kept on his trail and knew she was on him pretty well; he obviously wasn't trying to keep himself completely hidden from her. She could hear the leaves crisp crunch beneath his feet, the sound of his boots hitting the bark of trees he lept to and from on. She could feel the vibrations as they rolled through the trees into the ground beneath her feet as she ran after him. She half expected that he was planning something, but it wasn't what she thought as the sudden image of him taking her flashed through her mind; it couldn't have been her own, the way it had come up so swiftly. It was there, almost taunting her, his back pressed to hers, flesh slapping against flesh as he pumped his shaft in a hard pace within her.

She spat a curse, even as her body betrayed her by warming pleasantly. He appeared, stroking her shoulder before darting off in a completely different direction than from where he had come.

She steeled her mind, followed the path that the image had come from. Taking a picture, she threw her own image into his mind; her body gloriously nude, pale flesh illuminated iridescently, on her knees before him where she had him pressed to a wall. Her mouth working him, swallowing him, tongue dancing expertly across his rod while her fingers caressed whatever her lips and tongue could not reach. Her free hand was between her thighs, stroking her center in time with bobs of her head on his shaft, her own moans a vibration across his flesh. With that image sent, she darted after him.
 
Zalera had taken off at an incredible speed, and even though he stayed silent, soft laugher bounced in his head. He was bounding from tree to tree when her image came to his mind, extraordinarily vivid, and his whole body flared with a sudden need filling him, pressing against his pants. His foot slipped and he started to fall, but his composure came back in time, hand grabbing the branch he slipped off of and propelling himself in the opposite direction, his mind trying to come up with another mental assault to distract her.

Even as it was, he spent some extra energy to make his footfalls silent, even if the vibrations were left alone. He went down from the trees, weaving between each one as he made a path, aiming to head around Alirei. As he did, he retorted, his own image moving in her mind, her down on the ground, pinned, both nude and slick with a mix of rain and sweat. He slid in and out of her in rushing thrusts, and although the soft pattering of the rain was sent as well, they were silent, his lips pressed rough against hers in a demanding kiss. As he distracted her with that he passed by her, with what he considered a lazy gait before dashing back towards the estate but staying in the tree line.
 
She steeled herself, waited for the seconds to pass before he tossed an image to her in return. The assault was predicted and expected, yet she still had to keep herself from moaning once the image was pressed into her mind. She bit her cheek, licked her lips, then started after him with even faster, yet lighter steps. Her ears picked up his every step, her own wraith like sensibilities keeping her nearly silent as she chased. Thoughts proceeded through her mind and she wrapped them up into a nice little mental package before she sent it back, careening through their mental link to slam into his thoughts; he had her pressed up against the wall, lips and teeth and tongue working her neck, even as he tugged back on her hair. He raked his claws down her side as he thrust himself into her hard and fast. Her blood was an addicting aphrodisiac on his tongue. The moment the image hit his mind, she slammed into his side and charged him until his back was pressed to the wall of the side of the estate. Her lips found his as she slid her fingers into his hair and yanked his head down.
 
The mental assault that she retaliated with was short, sweet, and effective, and he felt himself closing his eyes to enjoy the thought for a moment longer than he should have, feeling her hit him like a train until his back was against the estate wall. Her heated kiss was welcome and returned, his fingers finding her hips, then sliding up into her hair, feeling his head being led by his hair…

There was the sound of a throat being cleared.

Zalera would have been the first to look over at the man, and definitely the first to feel the color drain from his face. The man was a head taller than the redhead, long black hair carefully tied back. He looked out of place, a black longcoat over what looked like older finery. His arms were folded behind his back, and there was a cold tinge in his eyes, which were focused on Zalera.

Zalera pushed off slightly from the wall, holding Alirei until he could turn fully to the figure. “Alex, Brother! What brings you here?”

The cold blue eyes shifted to Alirei for a half moment, before falling heavily back on Zalera. “I had come to personally speak to the Valkyrie leader about this... alliance. I want to make sure everything comes off perfectly, and had worry that you may have forgotten a finer detail somewhere.” His lips curled into a small frown, the effort to keep his gaze on his brother plain. “It was even a possibility that you had… forgotten to speak with them…”

“I have already spoken to them about the finer details of your plan. I’m sure your presence would be helpful to cement it, however.” Zalera had idly taken Alirei’s hand while talking, a motion his brother noticed, but didn’t comment on.
 
She should have sensed the intruder before he'd cleared his throat. The fact that she hadn't nearly mortified her. Some hunter she was, right? She shook it off. She allowed herself to take a half step back as Zalera pushed himself off the wall, but she noticed that he didn't completely pull away from her. A slim brow jumped up when he addressed the taller man by brother; so, Zalera's brother had come here to the Valkyrie stronghold as well. Her earlier resentment tried to spring up, but she kept it firmly stomped down as Zalera's hand took her own. She didn't pull it away, even though public displays of affection made her highly uncomfortable, probably given the fact that she had never felt anything like this before Zalera had come along.

Alirei held herself completely still as Alex roamed his blue eyes over her for a brief moment, before he'd turned them back to his brother. That quick assessment and his frown made her think that he'd simply dismissed her. She refused to be intimidated.

She used her free hand to tuck her auburn hair behind a pointed ear, giving Alex a half genuine smile as she kept her chin lifted proudly. "Zalera was very thorough in his meeting with my sisters. I can assure you that it has all been taken care of." She nodded once. "My apologies; where are my manners? My name is Alirei, I am a Valkyrie."
 
The woman had spoke up, and Alexander turned to face her, the frown returning to his face as he listened, his eyes boring into hers with a mixed look of contempt and dismissal. He took a moment to think over what she had said before turning to Zalera, ignoring her. “Well, if it is true, I am sure I can find another reason to speak here. There are always measures to make in war time. Watch yourself, brother. Who knows what is beyond the horizon.” He turned around, walking into the main building.

Zalera let out an audible sigh, his shoulders slumping slightly. “He’s tense. The rift between the Vampiric groups is starting to get to him. But, the coven before the whole.” He turned to Alirei. “He can be strict and cold, but he works for the greater good.” He slowly walked backwards towards the building, his hands taking hers. “He approves of you, but business matters are clouding his… hospitality to people. Forgive him.”
 
She didn't let his dismissal phase her in the least. In fact, if anything, when he did so, her lips tugged into the briefest of smirks. Well. This was certainly going well, wasn't it? A bit ironic too, if she thought so herself. Wasn't she supposed to be the cold one when it came to the relations between vampires and her own kind? She watched Alex go and half shrugged when Zalera excused his behavior with the usual excuses; while valid, they were just that, excuses.

"Tense or not, that was rather rude. But it's not like I was very polite to your kind before you came along." She chuckled and used his hold on her hand to tug him closer, her free arm curling around his neck. She nuzzled her nose at the edge of his neck, under his ear. "As long as he means no harm to my sisters, I guess I can overlook it. Just this once." It was clear she was teasing, if the tone of her voice was any indication.
 
“He’s… curt. He simply doesn’t care too much about politeness outside of politics. A long life will do that to you.” He felt her tug him closer, and he obliged, moving to her instead of the building. “He doesn’t mean any harm.” He let out a soft groan, lifting his head to the side.

Hands idly went through her hair, before tugging her head back some, lips going over her neck. “I know you will be a welcome addition to our coven, Sivamet.” He whispered, teasing his teeth along her neck, to her ear, breathing hot against her skin. “He welcomed you to a visit, an ambassador to our lineage when my stay here is ended.”
 
"I'll think about it." She mmm'd softly as his lips and teeth teased her neck, then her ear. Gooseflesh traveled down the lengths of her arms and she had to keep herself from moaning aloud. The last thing she wanted was for Alex to come waltzing back outside just in time to catch them in a compromising position...again. "He seems like he's been through his share," she admitted. He did, after all. "I won't judge him. Much." She chuckled and nipped the nape of his neck with her tiny fangs.
 
“You’ll think about it?” His voice was a chuckle, almost chiding, as he teased along her skin. He couldn’t continue, though, a soft groan leaving him as her fangs teased his own neck. “Alirei…” He whispered huskily, fingers gripping at her hair. “It’s not a good idea to keep this up out here. We should head inside…” His fingers slowly went down along her back, gently scratching through her top. “I would hate for us to be… interrupted once more.” He chuckled softly, leaning forward, nipping hear earlobe, tugging on it slightly. “I’m sure you would enjoy my… resting place. So many hiding areas…”
 
"Oh I suppose you just might have a point," she sighed with a soft chuckle. She doubted that he actually wanted her to stop, whether or not they were in public should hardly matter considering what they had done rather publicly in the training room. Odin forbid if Nix had had the cameras running. That would be the last thing that she needed right now; Nix's pestering and Alex's aloof, if almost rude, attitude. She knew it wasn't going to be easy, for either of them; sure a treaty was in place, but the Valkyrie were still going to be tense around the vampires, and vice versa. She led him back into the manor, but kept a hold of his hand.
 
He could tell that it was a difficult thing for her, the somewhat troubled thoughts, but the fact that she was willing to lead him by the hand to the manor, if not through it, touched him. A soft smile crossed his lips, waiting until they were through the door to pull her towards him, arms wrapping around her hips and stealing a kiss before she could object. He didn’t care who saw his actions, he wanted it to be known that he was hers, and he was claiming her for his own. He broke the kiss after a long moment, slowly walking forward, thinking of where to go. It was too early to head to his room, Alexander was probably busy with their leader, and heading back to the training room was probably out of the question.
 
She didn't pull herself away from the kiss, despite the thought springing up that someone could and was probably witnessing it. He was making a point, she could see that. And for once, she wasn't in the mindset to deny it; perhaps she even wanted his brother to see. She sighed softly after he pulled away, following him as he walked a little ahead. She could see that he wasn't sure where it was that he was heading. Taking a hold of his hand again, she turned him around and tugged him after her as she took the stairs, following the halls until she came back to her room where their evening had started.
 
She was willing to give him that kiss, and he was thankful for it. Sadly, not many people lingered in the main hall, and none of them people he actually wanted to see it. But he ignored that feeling, quickly pushed away as she took his hand, leading him through the estate. He wondered what her purpose was, until he found himself opening the door to her room, the start of this grand joining. He couldn’t help but chuckle as he pulled her into the room, kicking the door closed as he pushed her against a wall, kissing her deeply. “Can’t even control yourself for an hour.” He whispered, huskily, teasing.
 
She laughed softly against his lips and shook her head, though she allowed herself to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him back. Just allowing herself to bask in a moment where she wasn't walling herself off as she had most of her life. Then she pulled back just slightly and nipped his lower lip with her teeth. "Who says I brought you here for that?" She chuckled. "I think you're the one with the plot, not I." Yet, even as she said those words, she hooked her leg on his hip and brought him against her as she returned a kiss as deep as his had been. Even if she hadn't had it on her mind before, she seemed to have it on her mind now.
 
She pulled him closer, in more ways than one. Her leg wrapped around his hips, her kiss deep and true, sending molten fire through his veins. “Alirei…” Her name was a whisper on his voice, far from the teasing chiding from a moment ago. “I am in love with you, hopelessly tied to you.” His lips brushed lightly, teasingly, against hers. “I want you more than anything, with me.” It was a deep pledge, and he didn’t care how many times he had said it before, he would say it again, and again, for the rest of eternity. His mind floated at the edge of hers, sending pure emotion: love, need.
 
Once he'd said the words, she realized he'd said them before. They caused an ache in her heart because she knew that she returned those feelings, even if her mind was telling her not to allow herself to become attached to someone in such an intimate way. She could feel his mind with hers and those emotions, they were true. There was no lying in such communication. Even if you did lie, more often than naught some bit of feeling or emotion would give you away. The confusion was there in her mind, but she smiled softly and kissed him. Deeply, intimately, pouring everything she felt into that kiss. When she pulled back, pleasantly flushed, she cupped his cheek in her hand and brushed her thumb across his skin. "Zalera...it's probably not smart of me to, but I do love you," she chuckled.
 
He could see the confusion on her mind, the hesitation and the slight recoil at his feelings. But when he felt that kiss, that deep, impassionated kiss that he eagerly returned, he knew that she fought through it. For him. It was the biggest gift she could have given to him. When the kiss broke, and she said those words, a soft smile came to his face, a hand reaching up to run fingers through her hair. “It took a lot out of you to say that. Thank you.” He leaned forward to kiss her again, soft but passionate, as he drew her in close, careful to help her balance on one leg.
 
Alirei brought him closer with the hold on his hip, curling her leg around his waist as she kissed him back; hard, deeply, almost desperately. It was like she couldn't get enough of him, no matter how many times he took her. Their little game of mental torture hadn't exactly helped the issue, though. She scratched her nails gently over his scalp as she combed her fingers through the red strands of his hair. After a moment, she pulled herself away and turned them, almost slamming him back against the wall, this time taking control as she returned to kissing him, her hands pinning his to the wall by his wrists.
 
The hot, desperate kiss sent fire through his body, and he groaned as he pressed roughly against her, fingers toying at her side and in her hair. It wasn’t long before she pulled away, and he looked into her eyes questioningly before she wheeled them around, slamming and pinning him to the wall, continuing the hot kiss. A soft groan left his lips on impact, sealed by her kiss that he returned eagerly. His hands writhed against their restraints, feeling her fingers flex against the resistance, and he fought to break the kiss for a moment. A soft chuckle left him as his body shifted to mist, passing around her before coming to, wheeling Alirei around and pinning her to the wall by the shoulders, moving to kiss her. A soft sound left him before he broke the kiss, lips trailing down along her neck, body slowly shifting down. “Now now, love, it’s my turn.”
 
It happened more quickly - and unexpectedly - that Alirei wasn't prepared to retaliate. One moment she had him pinned to the wall, the next their positions were reversed and she wasn't entirely certain how it had happened. Not that she minded. In fact, she quite enjoyed the way he was pinning her to the wall and kissing her senseless. His sound was mirrored by her own as she shuddered against him. She gasped as he trailed his lips down her neck, the skin instantly aware and overly sensitive to his touch. She bit her lip and tried to keep herself from pressing against him wantonly. "What did you have in mind then, hmm?" Her voice cracked ever so slightly.
 
He heard the purring satisfaction coming from her even as she tried to control herself, his lips working wonders against her neck, to tease her as his hands slowly slid down the sides of her body. “Oh, I have a few… select memories from the forest I think we should delve deeper into…” There was a teasing chuckle that left his lips as his fingers found the clasp of her pants, undoing them and pushing them down as his legs slowly folded, lips kissing along her chest and stomach through her top, teasing, needily. He found the cleft of her womanhood, barely covered by thin material that didn’t stand a chance against his deft fingers. And then his hands shifted her weight, pulling a leg up onto his shoulder as his lips and tongue went to their personal work, a slow play against her to drive her insane with need.
 
Alirei wasn't certain what to expect, not at first anyway. Not until he had relieved her of her pants and started kissing his way down her abdomen toward her waist. Then the expectation made her shudder wantonly. She let out a heavy breath as he pulled one of her legs onto his shoulder, her heart picking up a quickened pace. And then she let her head fall back against the wall with a shuddering moan as he started working on her center. A hand clutched itself in his hair as tried not to writhe against his mouth in pleasure, her center hot and wet as he explored it, growing more so under each second of his expert teasing. "That's a good start," she chuckled breathlessly, before her words trailed off into another needy moan.
 
She quivered and whimpered, moaning and wiggling that only sent his tongue on a high, teasing and swirling around her before dipping into her, a groan leaving his lips as he tasted her. Her agreement with his idea sent a chuckle through him, lips working on her for but a few moments longer before kissing back up her body. His shoulder didn’t give way for her leg to lower, and a hand took her ankle in a light hold, his other hand on her hips to steady her as his lips met hers, her core so deliciously bare and open for him. His clothes disappeared within seconds, and he surged forward, filling her with a single thrust and a long groan in the kiss.
 
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