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To be in Control (me and xWickedBlackLace)

A slight frown twisted across her face, but she kept her gaze on him. "I could leave. I thought about it actually." she said, simply. Then she ran her fingers back down to her favorite part of his body, his torso. Her fingers played idly there, slightly rubbing the muscle back to a delicate and smooth health.

"But because you are weak is the reason why I'm not leaving. Though it's your own damned fault that you brought me to your domain and they mistook me for your female."

She thought for a few moments and realized that the most important question she had asked was left somewhat unanswered. "So what does it take for you to become this lord of Vampire?"
 
"It is my fault." He said in a soft voice, eyes tilting downward as he let his head fall forward a little bit. "But they would have come either way. I would have been injured, probably. You have done so much for healing me. And for that I thank you."

He picked his head up, looking at her. She never really asked the question before, but now it was in the open. "For the most part, I will have to beat the other clans into submission. Then take my seat where the Underking once had his throne, many centuries ago."

The fact that she wouldn't leave was refreshing, and he was very happy at it. He kissed her shoulder lightly, then her neck, teasing the soft spot between the two with his teeth and tongue. "Don't leave..." He said in a soft voice, eyes averting hers, looking into her shoulder and neck.
 
She narrowed her eyes skeptically at him and tilted her chin up slightly so that his kiss would land on a sensitive portion of her neck. The fact that she was a vampire probably gave way to the fact that he could drink from her freely, but with his particular blood type she wasn't quite sure what effect it would truly have on him. So for now she didn't offer it. She wasn't ready to give him that sort of life force just yet.

"If you can't so much as beat one of your prechosen victims into submission, how are you going to get entire clans?"

Her hands moved up and she began to massage his temples in circles to his jawline. She looked complacent as she studied the graceful curves of his face.

"I'm sure you've been working hard to be able to make it happen. But do you have a strategy?"

The strange thing about Marilyn's words on the latter portion of that sentence was it sounded like she almost spoke from experience. Like this was a part of her every day life, the Vampiric politic.
 
She opened her neck for him, and he couldn't help but smile as he teased her pulse there, nipping lightly, even scraping it with a fang before sealing it with his tongue. "One person is different from a Clan. Especially if you do not wish to break them." It was teasing, but he knew that she would understand the underlying tones of it.

"As for my plan, I have not let it go into fruitation yet. I was alive when the Underking was alive, I helped defeat him all those years ago. He was a terror." He sighed, moving his own hands up to rub his temples before having them brushed away by her hands. She was infinitely better at it than he was, anyway.

The thought that she new Vampire politics went over his head, thinking that she was just lucky with the guess. "Tomorrow will be a long night. We should rest." He whispered softly. The night was only near midnight, but he was drained.
 
Marilyn pouted slightly, the fullness to her lips accentuating immensely. It seemed like they were fucking, flying, or resting. She supposed it was differant for her because she was just gaining her energy back whereas he was losing it more and more. "Alright." she resolved, but the pout didn't really leave her face. "I may go running for a little bit then." She nodded, stroking his bicep and offering him a slight smile. "I hope you regain your energy soon. As much as I like seeing you vulnerable, it kills me to see you like this."

Marilyn was going for a run, but she may or may not be there when he woke up.
 
He smiled, and he felt a spark in his chest as he heard her words. "Go for a run." He said softly. "Be careful. And come back here. If something happens, come straight here, you'll be safe here." He sat up for a moment, kissing her lightly on her forehead, before he laid back. He had to shut his body down then, eyes closing as his heart beat slowed down, breathing disappearing.
 
Marilyn sighed and watched him drift off to sleep. She went for a brief run to think on everything that had happened that day and night. She shifted into her smaller animal form and ripped through the water, bushes, and trees for a good solid few hours. Also she caught a bunny gnawed on it's cute little corpse for some sustainance. She loved meat. After licking the blood from her lips she trotted back towards the area she knew she would find her Vampire.

Without shifting back into her human form, she lifted herself onto his chest with her small paws and curled up, acting like sort of a blanket to him. Her bushy tail pulled in and curled around her.
 
Subconsciously, he felt the body of a small critter move onto his chest, curling up. He knew that it had to be her, though, because nothing else could get into the caves. He didn't do anything but lay there, though, and slept through the rest of the night and the day.

When he did wake at the start of the next night, his eyes were a deep blood red, hungry from bloodlust. His wound was nearly fully healed, only a little line remaining to be recovered from. The little animal on top of him seemed so delicious to his mind now, and his fangs bared... but his bond with her was able to take hold, stopping him. His hands gently lifted the sleeping animal, putting her down lightly on the floor, before he took off. Hunting was quick, finding a farm nearby and draining two of the animals. He knew better than to taste human blood at this hunger, because he would destroy a village in his need.

His flight back was silent, and he went into the caverns, standing over the sleeping animal and watching her.
 
She was right where he left her, curled in a little foxy looking ball. The look on her face was at ease as her snout was tucked into one of her paws and she slept soundly. Her small back rose up and down with each breath and finally she jolted to all fours, nearly touching the roof of the cave in the process. Now her little heart pounded as her hair stood on end looking at him. Once she realized it was only him, that fur relaxed. She shifted back into human form in a small haze of shadow and cleared her throat.

"Thought you were an intruder..." she muttered, swearing that she could've stll been on his chest. She dusted off her dress and looked up at him.
 
The animal that she shifted to was a cute little thing, and it startled him a little when she did wake up. But she was under control in a moment, and so was he, watching her shift back to her human form. "I'm sorry. But I did tell you that nobody can get into this place." He turned from her, walking to the larger hot spring. "I had to go out and feed, to get my energy back." He dove head first into the large hot spring, surfacing midway through and wiping his hair from his face. He turned to her, with a seducing smirk on his face.

"Come relax in the water. It will be a long time before we can come back here." He could feel the clean and pure mineral water working on what was left of the wound, the tingling sensation telling him how it cleaned what was left in it out, and helped to seal it.
 
Marilyn watched him with her arms crossed over her chest. It was hard for her gaze to stray away from the sheerness of his white shirt revealing his chest. He was a miracle of pale skin strapped a body that rippled and moved with muscles probably well honed. She was just left to wonder how he honed those muscles.

"With your clothes on?" She began tying her own black hair in a ponytail above her head, tucking the two loose strands that fell in her face behind her ears. She lifted her dress over her head and undid her own bra. Not too soon after did she take off her panties and kicked them aside. Her entire body was naked, pale but not as pale as his. The way her own black hair contrasted against her skin gave her entire appearance a mysterious compliment, green eyes still expressive. She wasn't afraid to be naked in front of him, in fact it seemed more natural.

Slowly she descended into the hotsprings, moving closer to him. The warmth of the water against her bare skin sent her senses into a euphoric daze. It felt good.
 
He couldn't help but laugh as he heard her remark about his clothing. "Clothes are a part of me like i am a part of the earth around me." As he said it, his clothing disappeared from his body, leaving him as nude as she was making herself. He watched her majestically sink herself into the water, slowly moving towards him, and he met her halfway, his arms slowly wrapping around her and pulling her body closer to his.

"Now, though, I don't think much matters." He whispered, eyes peering deep into hers. His lips caught her in a blazing passion that she seemed to pull easily from him. The mineral water refreshed his skin, removing any mark that was on his body, leaving him revitalized for her once more.
 
"Oh? I would think it's the opposite. You look so natural, so perfect when you're without them." She offered him a sexy smile.

The energy to him seemed to be buzzing with vitality and it was a nice change. The serenity of the isolated cave, the warmth of the hotsprings, and the newfound vitality in his body could not compare to the mess that was the night before. She'd been drugged and everything just seemed absolutely dark. Marilyn reveled in the feel of his bare skin against hers, pressing her breasts against his chest as though the distance between them couldn't be closed enough to truly satisfy her.

She kissed him back with an intense passion that seemed to spark naturally between the two of them, her hands straying to his biceps and massaging their muscles. That was her weakness. Strong arms. If a man had strong arms, they could usually do alot with those arms to impress her.

The sound of the water dripping from her wet hands and echoing through the cave mingled with the moving water around their bodies to make her feel sort of at ease. As they moved together she could feel the water rippling around them. It was nice.
 
Her remark made him chucked as he approached her, and when he wrapped his arms around her, the grin on his face couldn't have been larger. "Indeed, I can say the same to you."

It seemed that she took his breath away so easily, a sure sign of their attraction, of what they were suppose to be in the now and in the future. The kiss sent bolts of lightning through his body, awakening every cell inside him. He was fully alert, and it was a shame, because he felt the presence of others in the caverns, coming forth. Had someone broken through his barrier?

A like of four men walked into the cavern, and defensively, the spring that they were in misted, covering their bodies. The men bowed, undisturbed by the gesture he made. "My Lord Alexander, We heard that you were injured last night, and we came in all haste to make sure that it wasn't serious."

"No, no, I am alright now. It was a serious wound, but I had help in healing it. I am not the only healer of the clan, you know."

"Belias is in Council, my Lord. Azura is away helping a scouting expedition. Who else would have been able to heal you, if not yourself?"

"I will discuss this another time in Council. But you have come at a very bad time."
 
All of this speak of council made her slightly curious, but she had far too much pride to actually express concern for what was going on in his life. Regardless of how much she actually was concerned. Still, as he spoke she enjoyed the feeling of his bare body against hers. Slightly irritated with sudden presence of all then men she snuggled closer and buried her face into his sturdy chest.

She giggled slightly with a small smirk and she curled her fingers around him tightly. Then as she spoke she gave those muscles she loved so much a fond squeeze. "Awe, they just wanted to see if you were okay." Again she looked up at him, resting her chin against his chest as her eyes were vibrant and glossy honing in on him.

Maybe they just weren't meant to have sex when she wasn't drugged. But the feeling of his body against hers turned out to be nearly as good as the sex itself.
 
He could feel her still pressing against him, rubbing against him as the members of the council talked absentmindedly, now to the point where Alex just ignored them. But the sound of her voice made him smile, and made the members jump. They looked between each other before bowing again. "I'm sorry, M'lord. we did not know you were... entertaining... we will leave you in peace."

"No, there are things to do. we must be leaving. Call a council meeting for... 2. I will be there shortly."

The members bowed once more, leaving them in peace, and the mist disappeared from the room. "Well, we should get going." He sighed.
 
Marilyn sighed, frustrated, raking her fingers roughly through her hair as she got out of the water and began to piece her outfit back together. She turned her head over her shoulder and furrowed her dark brows slightly.

"You think it's safe for you to go back there?" she asked with that dryness to her voice returning. It was most certainly a sign that she was prepared to block him out and another one that she just wanted to leave...return to life before she met him. She supposed it wasn't his fault, but she was beginning to wonder what all of this really meant for her.
 
She was agitated, that much was sure, but for what, he didn't know. Though her words were jagged enough. "No, we are not going back to my estate. Not yet." He said in a low voice, coming out of the hot spring as well and having his clothes appear on him, not a drop of water on him. "We will be returning here after we speak to the council, we will be here for another day or two. Then we head back after I get message of it being all clear."

He took her in strong arms once more, holding her close but not pulling her against him. "We have to make our move now, before any other clans vie for the throne. We must plan for the worst and make our own plans of domination. Or the Bureaucrats will take over, and we know what inbred liars they are." Black wings sprouted from his back, this time with a healthier ruffle and shine than the night before, the wingspan a good two feet longer. He took a step back from her, opening his hand and offering it to her to come with him. "Come. We do this together."
 
"Oh?" She looked up at him, crossing her arms and letting him hold her. She didn't return the embrace for a couple of reasons. Then he began to speak about togetherness...and her and him and them...as a they? Them? "Us?" she asked. He had been very vague with her when it came to reasons. He'd given her information but it wasn't too much of anything she could hold onto. Nothing that blatantly stated his intentions with her. She watched his hand with a certain curiosity, now uncertain of her own future when she had it all planned out three days ago. It distressed her slightly, all of this uncertainty. She was slipping out of control and it wasn't comfortable. Still, she would die before she lost it completely.
 
He smiled as she asked the simple question, with such a deeply embedded answer to it. "Yes, us." He said, his hand just a few inches from her, waiting for her to take it. "I want you to rule the clans with me, at my side. I need you there with me every step of the way. If I am to have you as My Lady, I need you every step of the way. That means when I go to council, when I escape form the havoc, when I make treaties and battle."

His eyes never left hers. "Please, come with me, and together, we will make our mark in history. Together, we will be the most powerful beings on this world."
 
Slowly her frown seemed to untwist, but her nerves were still shot from worrying. The serenity of the atmosphere was broken within a matter of moments and she watched his hand still. "Why...me?" she wondered. Was it their accidental blood exchange that made it seem to fit? She wasn't sure. But for now she sighed and placed her hand in his slowly as a sign that she was willing to give him a chance at this.
 
He smiled as she took his hand, his fingers slowly curling around hers as he pulled her into his body. His wings wrapped around the two of them, warming them up protectively. "I can say the same thing." He whispered. Her response was muffled by his kiss, a deep, loving embrace as his arms moved, lifting her up into his arms against his chest. His wings unfurled and they took off through the caverns, into the sky above the forest.

"I picked for the meeting to be at 2 for a reason." He said, a mischievous smile on his face as he looked at her. "It gives us more than a hour to ourselves to burn. And I believe we were interrupted..." His hand gently moved up her back, the other one sure to stay locked around her knees as his own clothes disappeared.
 
She looked down, holding onto him tightly as she watched the world below them move. It made her stomach turn a bit at first in attempt to get used to it. Silently she thanked the gods in the clouds that she was a light person and easy for him to hold onto. She looked from the ground and back up to him.

"Yes. We were interrupted. But that's in the past. Doesn't seem like you can seduce me without the drug, eh? You going to take me back to your 'domain' and inject me-"

then his clothes disappeared and her sentence changed ever so slightly. "-you are going to inject me?" She felt him against her again, his bare body. That wonderful bare body and she frowned when she should've been grinning. What was he planning?
 
Oh, the playful grin fought to not let a laugh through, but one still did, though it was playfully seductive in its tone. His knee came up to prop her back up while his hand moved her arms to wrap around his neck, to be safer. "Oh, you could say that I'm going to... 'inject' you." He said in a playful tone, before he took up higher into the sky. They moved over the cloud layer, the moon lighting more than enough for him. His hand moved to shift her clothing, letting her feel what her being with him did to him.

"I think you will like this one more than the last, though." He said, before kissing her, letting her take his breath as he moved up, sliding slowly into her.
 
She couldn't help but feel him, enjoying the press of his hard length against her body as his bare skin touched her. That was one thing she couldn't do that he seemed to flaunt, manifest clothes and take them off at whim. It would prove to be frustrating her that whenever he magiced his clothes onto his body, she was still putting them on garment by garment.

But their closeness was arousing her too much in the moment to be frustrated with much of anything. That pale, bare skin that she adored was pressing against her and her arms held onto his neck as if he were her life support. She bit into his neck as she let out a yelp when he slipped inside of her, sending pleasure ripping from her body to her mind and tears began to push at her lids. The bite muffled her scream.
 
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