The Strange Antigen (Ryax & darkat25)

[Ryax]

He was jumping from branch to branch between the large trees in the forest. Silently and swiftly tailing a fast Werewolf that was trying to get away from his grasp. Unsuccessfully of course, as the predator in this story was actually a highly acclaimed Werewolf Hunter, protector of his own kin, slayer of the deadly plague that was upon his people. Right now, maybe you're thinking about the classic Werewolves versus Vampires scenario, and you're just right. The predator here was indeed a Vampire hunting his prey. This particular Werewolf were no match for him, except for his speed. It had been a long time since he had hunted a Werewolf that was as fast as this, back at the Great War was the last time. He was chasing it, playing with it, toying with its mind, making sure that it knew that it could not escape him.

This Vampire's name was Ryax. He was a veteran of the Old Ages, back before The Great War between the Werewolves and the Vampires. He had survived, offing thousands of Werewolves to keep himself alive. He didn't manage to save any of his friends, family, relatives. He was but one of the few that remained to this day of age. The werewolves had gotten strong again, quickly regaining their ranks over the years, again threatening the Vampires and a new war was almost upon them. He had employed himself to the council, as a Werewolf Hunter, aiming to soften and reduce the ranks of their nemesis.

Ryax was fairly skinny, gently rising to a 6'3'' height. His skin was white, his eyes were dark red and his hair was short, ruffled and pitch black. He was dressed in a long, thick, dark red trench-coat. He had a pair of black and rugged pants and a pair of black and dark red hand-guards for potential close combat scenarios. His boots were simple hiking boots, big, thick, black and adorned with crafted bone and teeth to add a personal look.

After a while, a devious thirst and hunger ever so dark and deadly, quickly arose within the Vampire. He simply had to feed on some form of being that could give him blood to eat and drink. He was playing with the thought to actually feed on his victim before killing it. He was chuckling lowly for himself and continued to pursue the lone Werewolf. Soon they entered some grey-ish dark ruins smack in the middle of the forest they were in. He decided it was time to go in for the feed and kill. He pounced up towards one of the ruin tops and fixed his eyes onto the poor Werewolf and strongly leaped towards it. He landed with great force on the back of the Werewolf, pressing it down on the ground as he took this moment to bite down on its neck and feed.

He never did enjoy the taste of Werewolf blood, but there was something special about this one. It didn't taste very bad, it was actually quite pleasant, smooth and tasty. A little better so then human blood, and it made him happy. Suddenly, his vision was getting blurred, his body loosing all its energy and he groaned as he tried to stay awake. He stopped biting and tried to focus on standing up but soon fell backwards, passed out, down onto ground a bit away from his prey.

 

[darkat25]

Eve was nothing but skin and bones when she was approached over a hundred years ago to become a werewolf. Though, the process was longer than the common beliefs. The werewolves wanted to make sure that she was capable of becoming one of them, that she could be strong and confident. They were on look for a new alpha. They would train her to take care of the werewolves in day to day life and then especially during the transformation. She would see how they lived within the month. Then, if she thought she was ready, they would prepare her for the transformation.

She was a candidate for Alpha because she was so strong in the natural world. She had taken care of her two brothers after their mother died from the flu. She worked over time at the mills and would occasionally sell her body when she couldn’t make ends meet. Life had taken a toll on her and she never let it get her down. In the end, both of her brothers died from sickness as well. After they were gone, she decided she would travel, ending up in a theatre group. That is where the werewolves first found interest in her.

After months with the werewolves, Eve thickened up and became muscular. She was a real natural with the werewolves and they were happy with their choice. They had decided to change her quicker than they had with many before her. Most other handlers had to wait at least two years. They were quite in the bind for an Alpha.

Unfortunately for the werewolves, Eve ended up being rouge by nature. She wasn’t capable of the pack mentality. They were all unhappy with her choice but they also knew that it was best for all involved that she left. So, she relocated to another city. Though, she kept in contact with the wolves. After all, they were still like family to her. She missed them in a sense but she couldn’t live with them.

Years after her rejection of the pack, Eve was called in for pack business. Even though she wasn’t part of their pack, she still had to check in with a pack every now and then to make sure her mind wasn’t deteriorating. This visit would be different though. They were waging war against the vampires again, an era Eve had missed out on. She had known the history though. Now they were discovering technologies that could help them win the war. Eve had no interests but they needed her to test this new blood pathogen that would make vampires sympathetic towards the werewolves.

Now, she was baiting the current werewolf hunter to feed off of her. He was falling for it as well. He had been on the hunt for hours now; she was transformed into her wolf form allowing her to keep running. Though he was quickly gaining on her as she was tiring and they were now coming upon the ruins. That was when she felt his body thud against hers.

She sprawled over the ground, knocked unconscious. She transformed back to her normal body, a petite figure, only 5’3’’. Her long black hair was sprawled out around her body as she lied there, heavily breathing from her exhaustion. It was hours before she woke.

She rubbed her heavily lidded brown eyes when she finally woke about thirty minutes later. The vampire still passed out on the ground. She leaned over, her nude form leaving her completely unprotected. It also allowed anyone the perfect view of her curvy body. She was now much curvier than when she first met the werewolves. Her body being able to store fat now allowed for a plusher, more natural look to fill her body. Though, she was still muscular. She was very active, always pushing herself to keep the werewolf inside sated.

 

[Ryax]

Ryax, with much agony, slowly opened his eyes, only to lay his gaze upon a nude woman towering above, leaning over him. He managed to force a few blinks, slowly trying to remember where he was and why he was there. He was still a bit confused and a bit dazed.

While he was in the process of rediscovering what his purpose at that exact moment was, his eyes stared upon the nude woman leaning over him. His gaze was slowly traveling across her body. They were admiring her entire body. She much resembled a goddess, built with a beautiful frame to lure him towards her, towering above him like he was going to be given his final embrace. His thoughts were most normal with faced with a situation like this. They were actually more pure then one would believe, much since of his current confusion. Though isn't it always a joy to have a naked and very beautiful woman leaning over oneself? At least that was what coursed through his mind as he suddenly caught a scent of werewolf coming from the woman and he quickly came to a realization of what was going on.

Ryax's focus immediately darted to the woman's eyes, locking his gaze to them as his facial expression grew slightly towards fear and suspicion. He had not been caught in a situation like this by a werewolf since The Great War. The last time not ending pretty, so it was understandable why he would suddenly be on edge, as the one he had hunted now instead had him pinned at a great disadvantage. A brief moment of silence between them passed. He decided not to waste much more time in silence, and broke it by asking the woman carefully yet firmly, "Why have you not erased me yet..? Any other werewolf would have slain me in the blink of an eye if I were to be found in such a position I am in now..".

A short moment after his question, his body began to ache lightly, and a light but clearly noticeable pain was felt in his neck. He winced a little at the sudden and intruding pain. His hand slowly reached up to his neck as he tried to feel where it came from, but there was nothing there. So where was this pain coming from? Maybe he had hurt himself in a weird way. His eyes were still fixed upon hers.

A hatred against werewolfs had grown inside him for many years due to their brutal tactics and slaughter of his brethren in The Great War, but this hatred was currently being diluted by the fact that he was not erased yet. She had not gotten rid of him while she had the chance, yet for some reason she hadn't. This in turn left a growing curiosity as to why this was, to thrive inside of him.

 

[darkat25]

Eve’s blood trickled down her neck slowly as she looked down at him. The pain was uncomfortable but she could deal with it. There was a fog of confusion building in her mind though, not one of her own. She furrowed her brows as she thought about it, then she looked him over.

“How do you feel, vampire?” she curtly questioned him.

She regretted not pinning him down before he woke up. Though, in his state she shouldn’t be in any danger. If he had thoughts of hurting her, he should feel pain or some sort of negative feedback in his mind. She sighed as she thought about this all. Why did they have to develop this type of weapon? Why couldn’t the two sides just stay out of each other’s way?

She shook her head slightly, to get rid of her thoughts. Her vision narrowed in on him as he watched him a moment, then it hit her, the confusion was his own, manifested in her mind. She growled deep and irritable. If she we in her wolf form, her fur would be rising.

“OH NO! I will NOT be linked with a vampire!”

 

[Ryax]

"How do I feel?", he blurted out sharply. "I'll show you how I feel!", he said loudly, bearing his fangs a bit and clearly reaching out his arms to attack her, but a wave of terrible displeasure and blurring of his mind, set him off his track, instead he held his head with his hands and groaned as he rolled himself away from her.

He quickly thought of other things, his mind clearing quickly. He got up and glared strongly at her. "What have you done to me? Why can't I attack you anymore?", he said, stating his questions more then asking them. A single, glaring thought coursing through his mind; What kind of crazy magic or science had the werewolves been tampering with this time?

As the werewolf suddenly blurted out that she was linked to a vampire, a light to his questions suddenly appeared. "Linked..?", he paused for a moment, his eyes twitching a bit back and forth as he searched his mind for old knowledge. "No..", he said with a mumbling voice, "They couldn't have..". Ryax felt a form of burning anger, but it wasn't his own, instead he felt terrified. ... 'Did she say that she was linked with a vampire?', he thought, eventually landing to a shocking realization that the werewolves must have finally managed to develop the weapon that would make vampires empathetic against werewolves that they so long ago tried to create.

Suddenly Ryax glared at her again, turning towards her and baring his fangs a bit again. "This must be stopped here, or all my race will die! I'm starting with you!", he said sharply and loudly as he quickly tried to attack her, only to be coming a bit close only to have same reaction as if he would have hit a brick wall, his mind flooded with displeasure and confusion, some nausea as well, stopping him dead in motion, causing him to fall down on his knees, then on his hands as well, groaning from the immobilizing effects.

As soon as he had calmed down, his thoughts returning to himself, he was weary to think about anything offensive towards the werewolf. He stood up, looking down on her, glaring slightly. There was a clear bit of a height difference between them. He fired off a series of curtly questions for her, "Did the werewolves finally succeed in creating anti-vampire biochemical weaponry?; And why would you be linked to me? Are you a test subject for the weapon?"

 

[darkat25]

Eve immediately growled as he moved to attack her. She couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her mouth as he rolled away; then his glare was priceless as well. Though, she was on her knees, ready to defend herself, by the time he had retracted from her.

“And what have I done to you? How about what have you done to yourself? You were the one who fed off of me, are you not? Did I ask you to indulge yourself on my blood?” she spat the words out at him, now becoming irritable. That was one thing that was always scary about werewolves. Their emotions were unpredictable and always changing. They could be elated one moment and enraged another.

She growled as she felt that overwhelming feeling of being terrified in the back of her mind. She wasn’t afraid of the vampire, so what wa- “Would you suck it up?! Obviously it isn’t working the way we planned if I’m linked with you! I can’t stand being this fucking…. Just get over it! This isn’t a big issue.”

She wasn’t interested in answering any of his questions directly. After all, the way he interrogated her was becoming less becoming of the modern vampires. She had never met one that seemed so rash. She rolled her eyes as she moved onto her feet in one swift move. “Now, to find my clothes,” she muttered softly, sniffing the air as she looked around. They had been running longer than she realized. She was miles away from her check point.

 

[Ryax]

Ryax's terrified feelings were quickly dispelled and replaces with curiousness as aggressive thoughts flared inside his mind that was not of his own. He figured it had to be the werewolf's thoughts, thusly replying thoughts simply being 'Not a big issue..?'. Ryax let out a heavy sigh and shook his head. His mind strayed, memories flashing him by, images of the old era where the werewolves had done terrible things with their science. The last time they had tried this experiment, they had merged the races instead of linking them, causing a new mutant species to be born, Were-Vampires. The repercussions were highly severe, almost killing off both sides, as the new race were highly superior to both werewolves and vampires; had they let it root itself in this world, everything living would surely had been wiped out. He shuddered at his memories and refocused on the werewolf in front of him.

Ryax quickly became very frustrated about the werewolf's disrespect in not answering his questions, but he quickly calmed himself down again. There was no point in getting worked up over this now, as there was nothing he could do about it. If he were to try to attack her again he would just end up on the ground by himself.

Since he could no longer resolve this situation with force, he had to approach it differently then he was used to. He would have been more then happy to just dispose of her and break the link so he could resume with his business, but she was now a great liability and could threaten his existence if not checked properly; so he felt like he had to keep her under close watch.

Ryax took off his trench coat, wrapping it around the naked werewolf as she sniffed the air. He put his hands on her shoulders so she momentarily couldn't take it off. "I guess it's a bit long for you, but it will keep you warm until you get your clothes back.", he said coldly, trying for compassion but failing. "Come now. Let's go to your checkpoint and get your clothes back. Can't have you walking around cold and naked, it makes me feel.. chilly.", he said simply.

 

[darkat25]

Eve growled as his jacket touched her shoulders, her hair actually raising on the back of her neck. "Your jacket stinks," she lied. Unlike most vampires, he had a pleasant scent, he didn't smell of slowly rotting flesh. She was confused by this. She looked over her shoulder at him, a soft rumble in the back of her throat. She then shrugged his jacket off. "I am a werewolf. I do not get cold. If anything, I am much too warm," she finally stepped further away from him.

Being near him caused her mind to become a little blurry, her emotions riddled with other feelings. She didn't like them much. The further she was from him, the clearer she felt like she could think, though, that was probably all in her head.

"Well, follow me," she stated as she shifted into her wolf form. She was a petite wolf, as she was a petite woman, with fur the same color as her hair, though she had one redish brown paw, a matching spot under her throat as well. She cocked her head in one direction and then started off, knowing that the vampire would have no issue keeping up with her.

Once they were at her checkpoint, taking about fifteen minutes, she shifted back into her human form. She then sought after her clothing. She had a large pack waiting for her. She pulled her long hair up and clipped it back with a wooden barrette. She then dressed herself in the tights and shorts she had provided herself, along with a pair of shorts and a tank top. "Nearest town is about ten minutes that way.You can feed there."

 

[Ryax]

Ryax felt a vague, strange but yet pleasant sensation coursing through him as got close to her and put his jacket on her shoulders. He shrugged it off as a mere bi-effect of the linking. 'Tsch', "Fine.", he uttered as he picked up his jacket, dusting it off before putting it on himself, hiding most of his pale white skin under its protective layers.

As they took off, Ryax chose to stay a bit behind the werewolf; being that he couldn't be sure if she was to lead him into an ambush of some sort. He had no problem with keeping up with her.
Following her through the woods, he kept staring at her. Before the linking, he didn't really pay any attention to her form or movement sin any special way, he had only been hunting any other prey. However, after the linking, he felt himself.. appreciating her grace more.

As they arrived, Ryax gracefully appeared a bit away from her, looking around suspiciously, trying to sense if there would be some form of ambush. The place that was picked as a checkpoint seemed... normal, nothing out of the ordinary and there were no signs of other werewolves in the vicinity. Of course she would be safe if the experiment had succeeded, but what if it hadn't. Didn't she have any backup? He pondered the thoughts in his head a bit.
As she had dressed herself, Ryax couldn't help but to take another gander at her. He usually didn't look twice at anything in this world, but for the first time he felt himself appealed to do it. His thoughts had began to wander a bit, easing himself up a bit, but he shook his head, looking away and mumbled quietly to himself, "She's a werewolf. Pull yourself together.."

Ryax had not noted his rising hunger since back at the ruins, after all, he barely got to feed anything before passing out by the bioweapon. If he left his hunger unchecked he would grow weaker and at the same time more vicious and risky, he couldn't afford to jeopardize any of those things right now, he had to feed. "Let's go.", he said simply, as he took off towards the town.

About ten minutes later, just as the werewolf had said, they had arrived at the aforementioned town. Night and silence was upon this town. Ryax could feel the presence of many blood bearing sleeping humans on which he could satisfy his hunger off of. Normally Ryax didn't kill anything if he could avoid it, but not killing something that one feeds upon is always a hard thing to do. Feeding usually felt so.. good... it was hard to stop while it had already begun. Ryax usually found a lonesome person in the middle of a night or a bum somewhere to feed on, to keep attention to vampires and himself to a vague minimum.

He went into town, moving with the shadows of the surroundings and through the air above the street. Shortly he had set his sights on a lone human woman, walking along the sidewalk. There were no one else around so he decided to follow her in the shadows, waiting until she got into a spot where he could make his approach.

 

[darkat25]

Eve rolled her eyes as she felt his apprehension on the check point. She was in this alone. If she died, she simply died. She was part of no pack, though, the pack that had birthed her would have felt some loss. She was a loner that was loyal to her kind. She knew the risk she was taking when she took the job. Though, she wasn't anticipating such a skilled tracker.

Then, she felt a sort of attraction linger in the back of her head, as she was dressing. "Oh no no no!" she said as she turned about, now finished with her dressing. I will have none of those thoughts! I will hurt you if you try and touch one hair on my head!"

Soon enough they were on the trail to the village. Eve had some money and food for herself in the pack. She was actually set, the vampire would have to fend for himself, though she was sure that he would be just fine. After all, he was an old blood sucker, she could at least tell that. When they finally entered town, she turned to him, "I do not wish to know who or what you will be feasting on tonight. If you have further questions, Ill be at the inn, in room 9."

She then left him to do as he pleased. She went to the inn, as she said she would, and went to the room she had booked over two nights ago. When she entered her room, she sat down on the bed and relaxed, closing her eyes. He had been following her for so long. She was aching. Her neck sore but healed from where he had fed.

 

[Ryax]

"What thoughts?", he said coyly as he glared at the werewolf, as his thoughts were now jumbled around, clearly just trying to cover himself up in all possible ways.

He had noted her words, replying with a simple 'Tsch' before he trailed the darkness and headed into the town. He had set his eyes on a lonesome woman walking the streets of the night. Eventually when the perfect moment arose for him to feed, the werewolf had already settled herself in her room. Ryax moved quickly, trailing the shadows only to knock her over the head, making her pass out, and swiftly carrying her into a small alley where he sunk his teeth into her neck, feeding on her blood. His hunger was being sated, his instincts were raging inside him, forcing him to feed more and not just to barely survive. He fought his exploding senses and managed to stop himself before the woman had died. He laid the woman down, resting her against a wall of a nearby building, as he sighed of relief, both for his hunger being sated and that he managed to fight his instincts off yet again, rendering the woman still alive.

His instincts and senses had been elevated. Being a vampire had both it's curses and benefits. One of the curses being that one had to feed on blood from other beings in order to live and thrive. One of the benefits is that if you do feed, your being becomes elevated, you sense things better then most beings and your instincts are running high, yet easily controllable.

After all of this, he still felt a strange bit of soreness throughout his body, not a lot, but still lingering like it wasn't his own but hell bent on still making its presence known to him. He himself had grown incapable of feeling muscle fatigue from centuries of training and feeding. The longer vampires lived and the more they fed, the better they became. It was like they evolved into more perfect beings as they kept on.. existing and surviving.

He noted the feeling, as it might be what his linked werewolf is feeling. He headed back through the shadows, heading straight for the Inn that the werewolf was in. He could feel her even from this distance. Her blood.. Her warmth.. Her life. He had no problem in locating her. It was a fairly warm night, as it was in the middle of high summer; the Inn had opened all their windows slightly to let some possible colder air into the rooms; so Ryax used that as a way to get in. He made his way inside her room, his eyes glaring red in the rooms darkness, from the slight light reflecting in them. He silently went over to a corner of the room and sat himself down, crossing his legs, hoping that he didn't disturb her.

 

[darkat25]

When the vampire fed, the link also caused Eve to experience how his feeding helped his body. As though she was in a dream, she experienced the blood lust and the exploding of his senses. Though, as when you wake from a dream, she was vaguely aware of its existence, the blood lust did not cause her to yearn for the blood as well.

Then the feeling of his hunger being finished, caused a comfortable lull along with the heightened state of being. She could feel how everything was elevated. How everything felt better! Though, as with the blood lust, it was almost as if she were dreaming all of those things. Though, she knew that she was only second-hand feeling what he was feeling. It was all very odd.

Before she knew it, he was in her room. Sneaking in through the window and slinking towards the corner, of course she knew he was there before he was even physically there. They were definitely linked. She knew where he was at all times, in correlation to her body.

Then she felt a slight unease, that hope not to disturb her. She wasn't disturbed at all. She could feel how the tethered link wanted to draw them back together and this caused more ease once he was actually there with her. She didn't bother to open her eyes, only offer the first words.

"You aren't a bother. Not yet anyways."

Then she felt a slight unease, that hope not to disturb her. She wasn't disturbed at all. A

 

[Ryax]

Ryax chuckled at her words, smiling a bit for himself as he simply said, "Good.". The little discomfort that had been present when they were apart, had been completely eased out together with his recent feed. After a little time the eased feeling being near the werewolf, coupled with his elevated state, caused him to feel... nice. Good even. It was a feeling he had not felt... for a long, long time. It made him experience a bit of an.. uncomfortable feeling coupled with his situation, as he was not used to feeling good.

It had gone a little while, but eventually he started muttering a bit to himself, then silently got up and walked to the window, softly uttering a couple of words, "I need to.. get some air. I'll be back.". He disappeared out on the window, climbing up the facades of the surrounding buildings and got himself up on one of the higher roofs. The elevated comfort level had decreased, but the discomfort of being a bit further away from the werewolf had not made itself present yet.

The colder air around him didn't bother him much, he had gotten used to it after countless of nights spent in the outside during the centuries. His elevated state usually wouldn't let him go to rest peacefully either way, so he didn't even try.

He laid down with his back on the roof, looking up onto the stars, once again gazing upon their beauty. Over the years he had memorized the constellations and clusters, even thinking up some of his own to pass the time. He crossed his legs and put one of his arms under his head, reaching his other arm up towards the sky. He traced the constellations with his hand and fingers, one after the other.

 

[darkat25]

Eve managed to relax more as he settled into the room and quickly found himself comfortable as well. She smiled to herself and her breathing became a little more steady. Though there was a prickling at the back of her mind, kind of like when you've lost circulation in your arm but now you've allowed the blood to flow. It was as uncomfortable but not unbearable.

Then he was gone, as if he wasn't even there to begin with. She frowned out of frustration, as that tethered feeling returned, reminding her how far he actually was from her. She couldn't let him be so close, yet so far away. So she sat up and decided to follow him. She wasn't nearly as graceful as he was, climbing up the building but she wasn't clumsy at all. She just had to find her own way, for she was so tiny.

Soon enough, she was sitting next to him on the roof, peeking down at him from the corner of her eye, her face staring towards the landscape. "That was rude of you. Leaving without inviting me to come out with you! You know, I like the night time just as much as you. Probably even more, since I live by the moon and stars," she grinned a little as she poked at him.

"So, how does this connection feel for you?"

 

[Ryax]

After laying on the roof for a while, calming himself down and just passing the time with the stars, the rush of Ryax's senses and instincts has finally mellowed down. He was again beginning to feel that slightly uncomfortable feeling that came with being too far away from the werewolf. He felt like he wanted to go back down to her, he could probably bare the positive emotions now as they wouldn't overwhelm him just as much. It's not that he didn't like the good feelings of being near the werewolf, it's just that he's not used to them after having parted with them so long ago...

Ryax closed his eyes; a faint smile unconsciously trickled across his lips as he felt her presence in the back of his mind stirring. The werewolf was slowly making her way to him. He quickly hid his smile, pretending as if nothing changed, effectively disguising his lavish joy over her approach. Eventually she got up to the roof, setting herself down next to him. His uncomfortable feelings were washed away, replaced by a positive, warm feeling spreading across his body.

He chuckled lightly and failed to hide his faint smile as she talked so playfully with him. Despite them having just met half a day ago as enemies, the link allowed for them to transcend all inhibitions, easily making them comfortable in each others presence. "I had to leave for a while, I couldn't stand your presence..", he responded with a slight playful tone to his voice, leaving a hint of that it might not have been such a bad thing after all.. "So you say you like the night, more then I do?", he said a little sceptically, but steered his intention elsewhere with his continuation, tying in a friendly invite for her, "Being who I am, I rarely rest at nights so... You're always welcome to join me..", he said, still looking up to the stars.

As she poked him, his body experienced a slight jolt. It was like his body knew it was she that touched him. A gentle aching, craving if you will, surged through him, emanating from where she had poked him. The link made sure that his body would absolutely love her touch, it made sure to make him aware of that with the series of warm, throbbing aches pulsating through his body. He cringed gently without letting an expression form on his face. He stilled his mind, not exposing anything of what he felt in anything that she could pick up.

He responded with a single, effective word, "Pleasant..". He let the silence overtake the air before he continued modestly, somewhat sentimental thoughts and feelings stirring inside of him, "It's like I was back before The Great War.. It feels like I don't have to be on guard all the time, like I don't have to worry about if I'm going to cease existing the next moment to come or not.. I feel like I can finally let my guard down when you're around, it feels... good.". He obviously let the raging sensations he experienced from her touch, out of his response; who was he to just blurt something like that out without even getting to know her first.

He was a bit curious about how it felt for her. Did it feel the same or did it feel different? "What about you.. How does it feel for you?", he asked her softly, turning his head and looking at her.

 

[darkat25]

As she crawled onto the roof top, she realized that seeing him sent a feeling of relaxation through her body. It was the feeling of relief you feel when you lose someone in a crowd and then find them. She sighed softly as she listened to everything he had to say back to her playful quips.

"Extraordinary," she said as she bit down on her bottom lip. "It's definitely an experience I've never had the pleasure to live through before. I'm growing more and more fond of it," she admitted with a slight blush. "It's kinda nice to not feel so alone for once. Having you in the back of my mind constantly is nice," she said as she settled down, laying next to him as she closed her eyes. "Though, it's a hassle too. Don't get me wrong with all the nice things I say," she said with a grin, sticking her tongue out, though she wasn't even looking at him.

As all of her inpatients with him slowly dissolved, she turned onto her side to look at him. She propped her head up on her hand, her elbow uncomfortably digging into the concrete. She bit her bottom lip as she notice how the moonlight danced on his skin, different shadows playing across his face as clouds blew through the sky.

She shivered a little as she reached out to touch him, a pleasant current reaching throughout her body. It was so weird, his touch was so cool. He was undead after all, how could she be so surprised? She shrugged to her inward thoughts and just chuckled. "So, how was feeding?"

 

[Ryax]

Ryax laughed lightly at her words, being showered with a sense of delight, formed by their joined, eased feelings. "I agree. It's very nice.. Yet equally bothersome.", he said softly, a smile forming on his lips at her expressions to it all. He turned his head to look back up at the stars, a small star passing by the atmosphere as it burned up in a tiny flash. He closed his eyes and let his senses be enveloped by the perfect night with it's soothing sounds and gentle breeze. By now, his senses and feelings were all calm, feeling the effect of their close serenity enveloping his being.

He could clearly feel her gaze upon him, the way that she had so uncomfortably positioned herself on the concrete and the way her emotions manifested in the stillness of the night. Suddenly she had reached out to touch his skin, the warmth of her hand so easily felt. His eyes opened up, his hand moving to cover his mouth as a muffled and soft gasp escaped him coupled with a small whimper as his body ached to arch into her touch, but he suppressed it successfully, making it only twitch gently. The feeling of warm skin was something he normally cherished but this was something else, something completely different. The feeling was much more intense then normal, causing a surge of light pleasure and euphoria to course through him.

He managed to still his flaming emotions, laying down calmly and relaxed just like before. He felt her shivering, a sort of cold veil enveloped him, "Being a vampire, I'm already dead. I don't produce my own heat, I can only get it from somewhere else, I'm sorry that I can't warm you up..", he voiced softly in accordance with her thoughts.

"Didn't you feel the rush before..?", he replied softly but decided to continue before she had the chance to answer, "Unfortunately, it was amazing..". Although he was done speaking, his thoughts still wandered, '.. But it was not as amazing as..', before he could finish his train of thoughts he had already anticipated what he would be thinking and that she would most likely be able to sense or listen into it, "NO, NO, NO, STOP!", he growled to himself, breaking up the sentence in his mind, masking it with his new thoughts and words. He quickly sat himself up as he yelled, closing his eyes as he sighed with displeasure, "Fuuuck, why is this happening..", he voiced softly, almost whispering. Although the entire experience was well rewarding and liberating, he was yet to get used to it and was uncomfortable in the fact that someone else was intruding in his thoughts and emotions.

 

[darkat25]

Evelynn had become accustom to his constant emotional changing. He was always trying to hide the way he felt to her. She didn't quite understand it, being a werewolf she was more of a heart on her sleeve kinda girl. She had felt that slow creep of arousal and happiness that often clouded your mind when someone you like, or at least enjoy, touches you. She was disappointed at the almost immediate turn of emotions, something she could feel was a lie to him.

She sighed softly as she watched him sit up and talk to himself. Being of the supernatural set, of course she heard what he was mumbling to himself. This time, she couldn't let him get away from her though. That high that had manage to make it's was through her body, urged her to reach out and touch him and, because she was more prone to show how she felt, she did.

She reached out, first touching one shoulder, and then the next, from behind. (It was surprising how his own being was just completely freezing, despite the warmth of the night.) She then slowly worked her hands over his shoulders and then down his chest as she scooted closer to his body, her breast now pressed to his back. She then leaned forward and nuzzled his nose slowly.

She felt like she could soar now. Touching him was the best part of this link. It cause all this contact to be way better than anything she had ever experienced before and it only seemed to get better the more she did it. She grinned to herself as she finally pressed her full lips together and kissed the nape of his neck.

"You vampires and your need to control everything,"

 

[Ryax]

Thoughts and emotions were whirling in his mind, trying to deal with them all from her previous touch, causing him to be largely unaware of that what Evelynn was thinking and doing right now, approaching him so slyly.

A soft gasp and a tiny whimper escaped Ryax once again at the sudden touch of her fingers and hands, his shoulders unconsciously moving up to meet her touch. His body moving on it's own to effectively respond to his link partner's stimulation. His mind was effectively cleared, washed over with pleasure at the mere feeling of their bodies together. As her hands ran slowly down his chest, her arms still running along his shoulders, her breasts now pressed against his back, he couldn't help but to part with a sweet moan.

He knew it was thanks to the link, but he still couldn't cope with that it made him feel so complete from Eve's touch. He could no longer even imagine that he would want anything else, he just wanted her to be close and in his arms, which is perfect because that's how it was right at this moment, just a light bit perfectly reversed.

As Eve kissed the nape of his neck, his eyes fluttered shut as a shiver of pleasure ran down his spine. A gentle whining erupted from his throat as his senses were burning and overwhelmed with nothing but want and lust.

"But.. No.. I..", Ryax whimpered in a try for defense, clearly wanting to reply to her words but couldn't muster up anything sensible in his current overwhelmed state. However he did manage to let a couple of honest words pass as they just erupted naturally from his throat, "This is... amazing..", his voice soft, carrying a feeling of lust with it.

 

[darkat25]

"I know," she said, her voice low and gruff. She blushed at herself, getting heated with lust. She breathed softly against his skin, slowly running her hands over him still. She then pulled away, gasping softly. She batted her eyelashes slowly, as if batting away the sleep from her eyes. She felt so... She couldn't put a word to the thought.

She just bit down on her bottom lip as she looked around confused. She needed to touch him again. "Amazing," she finally repeated, letting off a soft sigh. She then started to slowly back away more. "I need space," she said, quickly moving, soon enough she was in her rented room, laying in the bed.

She panted slowly, her whole body craving for more of his touch. What could she say or do? She whined more as she slowly dug her heels into the bed, wishing he was there with her. What was this?! She'd never experienced this need. This wanting. The bio-weapon was working well, too well.

 

[Ryax]

Ryax felt himself leaning into Eve's embrace and touch, his body almost growing a bit limp into her. The way that her skin and breath caressed his skin was amazing, he felt so much ecstasy that it was simply improper to describe it with words.

But then, she suddenly stopped, pulling herself backwards and away from him. A soft whimper escaped his throat as he opened his eyes, his gaze a bit shaky and crazed. Ryax was partially unable to think straight for the first time in many centuries, his mind was clouded by the link's powerful effect. He turned to face her, but she voiced that she needed space, dashing away from him and down from the roof.

"No, wait! Please!", he whimpered to no avail as she disappeared from his sight. Ryax felt his entire being sigh with displeasure, their bodies rushing further away from each other again as that familiar feeling of despair and need to get closer swept over him again. His body growing limp, laying roughly down on the roof with a simple thud. His breath was ragged, his body was yearning for her warm skin as expressed through a tingling sensation running through his being.

He growled a bit as he couldn't stand the powerful physical yearning aching so threateningly inside of him continued. He had to get it out of him somehow, he had to make it disappear or he wouldn't be able to keep himself stable. He pulled himself up, dashing silently after her as he gracefully climbed down the wall, sitting himself silently on the windowsill to her room, his red eyes softly reflecting the little light that shone upon him. His being was lit up lightly from behind by the moon and unnatural but faint street lighting.

"I'm afraid I can't be as kind as to give you that space right now..", he voiced gently as he stepped down from his seating into the room. "I know that you're feeling something akin to what I am. It must be driving you just as much crazy as it's doing to me.", he continued softly as he stepped up to the bed, gazing down upon Eve. He wasn't about to let the moment pass so simply, constantly being reminded by the throbbing aching and tingling coursing through him.

He sat himself down on the bed next to her, his breathing much more calm and steady then before in an attempt to calm himself down from his raging emotions. He laid his hands on her knees as he let his gaze wander lightly over her body to her eyes. His eyes were steadily locked onto hers, gazing with a much steeled resolve as well as, if one looked a bit more carefully, laced with a fierce lust to let their bodies connect in every way possible. However, as much as she allured him at this moment, if she honestly could steel herself to reject him, the link would make him physically unable to do anything to her against her will.

 

[darkat25]

"I don't want to deny myself of you," she gasped softly, looking towards him. "But I dont want you to feel forced into me," she said as she looked towards him, "Please forgive the pun." She chuckled softly, hoping that the tension was going to break. Though, she could still feel that tension, the yearning. There wasn't anything she wanted more than his mouth on hers. She groaned as she closed her eyes, imagining how good that would feel.

She shook her head quickly as she looked towards him. Her heart was racing, along with her breathing, and she couldn't even comprehend that there was a world outside of the two of them right then. She wanted to feel him again. His cool skin against her warmth, absorbing her. She whined now, thinking of the things they could potentially be doing to each other. She licked her lips, finally sitting up.

Her tank top was drooped down her shoulder as she moved her eyes down his body. Her long hair, that she had pulled back, was now in a disarray, her current need seeming to show itself in her disheveled look.

 

[Ryax]

Ryax laughed lightly at her bad pun, almost even smiling lightly at it. As she laid there, her whining and groaning sent shivers through his body at the mere sound of her primal voices. He loved how she expressed herself, licking her lips, making such wanton and lewd noises for him. He could clearly see her raging lust in her body's way of expressing itself, together with that he could feel her heat's powerful beating, racing as the emotions whirled inside of her.

"Really now.. There is no way I can forgive that bad pun..", he said with a soft yet firm voice. His gaze was locked into hers as he leaned himself in, putting his hand on her upper chest, right below her throat as he pushed her quickly, yet carefully down on the bed again. At the same time he moved himself over her, one leg in between hers as he positioned himself over her, his hand still pressed against her while his other right next to her head, supporting him.

He gazed into her eyes for a short while only to lean himself down, pressing their lips together, her warmth crossing with his cold, causing him to part with a soft moan at the wondrous feel of her softly textured lips. As he kissed her, he also leaned his body down lightly onto hers. Sure he was cold now as the night and the concrete had stolen away any heat he would have had since the feeding, but he would soon warm up to her again so that she possibly wouldn't feel any prolonged discomfort.

 

[darkat25]

Ever since Eve became a werewolf, she had not experienced what it was like to be the prey. Tonight, he had those chills running through her body as he looked her over and then locked eyes with her. She groaned softly as he moved over her, the motions of him pushing her down moving both in fast and slow motion. Her mind couldn't keep up or slow down, though nothing was going at the pace it should have. She breathed out a sigh of relief once he had her on the bed. She smiled nervously as he moved his hand to support himself over her.

"Oh well, I guess you must pun-ish me," she said with a nervous giggle before he leaned down and kissed her. She groaned in complete bliss as his lips curved against hers, his cool touch sending exciting thrills through her body. In an instant, her hands shot out, reaching for more of him. She quickly moved her hands, moaning happily as she kissed him more. Her body begging for more of him as he touched her. She quickly pulled away and kissed his neck, biting down playfully.

 

[Ryax]

Ryax loved how Eve looked so nervous, so pinned down like she was the pray again in their little game. Right now she even was, though more then just a simple prey. Her quick, cute and funny remark had him chuckle lightly only to have him continue his approach against her.

Her reaction to his touch was very welcome, he was loving the way that her body reacted, letting out both groans and moans. His body was reacting equally to her touch, having shivers of pleasure running through his body at their point of impacts. His body was as well reacting on it's own to her runaway hands, his body unconsciously arching out against her touch as it was still not used to the powerful sensations running through him.

Suddenly, Eve parted their kiss, he felt himself almost whimpering but instead a jolt of pleasure shot through him, its origin being his neck where Eve so playfully and lovingly bit him. He couldn't help but to gasp softly, shuddering as he moaned lovingly. He slipped his holding arm down under her waist, pushing her lower back up against him as he pressed his leg up and in between hers.

The pleasure he felt was immense, anything Eve did to him sent his body and mind to heights he had never felt. He unconsciously bit his lower lip a bit hard, his fangs gently scraping against his skin as he parted a sighing moan. Ryax growled lightly, his voice filled with a deep lust as he slipped his hand further down from her lower back, firmly grasping one cheek of her ass as he pressed them together a bit harder. Eve had quite the light frame compared to what his strength could handle, making it easy for him to move her the way that he pleased, and he did, moving his hand so that they ground their bodies together lightly, his leg pressing tightly up between her legs.