Sebastian Kozlof's Bedroom

[darkangel76]

Sebastian Kozlof's Bedroom
(His bedroom is located on the 4th floor on the southern side of the castle.)​

 

[Rave]

Name (Nickname): Sebastian Kozlof.
Attire: [ Click here ]
Position: Flying Professor / Magical Creatures Consultant.
Wand: 10 Inches, Dragon Heartstring, Yew Wood.
Location: His Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone.
Time: 2:31 AM.

---

Sebastian darted back and forth around his room in a little bit of a hurry. There was benefit to not being able to sleep, which was the abundance of time, yet he was the kind of man who wanted to get things done in a hurry. Brewing a potion was not an easy task, and he was only really taught the basics, especially for a potion as complicated as the one he was making. To be able to withstand the sun for a few minutes a day, he needed help. This potion was the key to that. He had to be seen every now and then in the sun to relieve suspicion, and to maintain this human appearance he would need an abundance of the potion he brewed. Luckily, he was near completion. A few drops of several liquids and a touch of blood sealed the potion's progress, and Sebastian took a cork and plugged the bottle's hole, placing it on a shelf above his small work station.

Taking a breath of relief, he made his way to his chair by the bed and waved his wand to have a book levitate and float towards him. He raised his feet onto the bed, and took the book into his hands. He slipped on a pair of reading glasses and began to read through the pages, though his mind was not all there. No, it wandered and she was the cause. How long had their deals been going on...it was almost a year now, he thought to himself. She would begin to change soon, she would begin to seek what he has been taking from her. She would be dangerous, uncontrollable when her thirst is still fresh, when she was born-again.

He shook the thoughts off, it would still not be this soon. It couldn't be. She would have to be extremely special, and he would have to take much more blood...more so, she would have to take this. What scared him, is that he knew he would not deny her.

 

[Rave]

Name (Nickname): Sebastian Kozlof.
Attire: [ Click here ]
Position: Flying Professor / Magical Creatures Consultant.
Wand: 10 Inches, Dragon Heartstring, Yew Wood.
Location: His Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone.
Time: 2:31 AM.

---

His wandering mind was yanked back into reality when his ears suddenly twitched at the distant sound they picked up. Living so high up, and away from student dorms, people rarely made their way up here. A normal human could not hear a foot step two floors down, but he wasn't very normal. He put his book down at the table beside him as the foot steps came closer and closer. His nose twitched, trying to recognize the faint scent drawing nearer. He was in a button up shirt, which would have gotten in his way if he needed to transfigure and fly out of the Bedroom's window. There were not many that came up to his room, if it was not her...it was a wandering student...or worse. As he hunted things in the Black Forest, things hunted him as well...people, whose jobs IS to hunt his kind. Slowly, he walked up to the door and stood at it's side, waiting for the steps to come as close as they could.

For a moment, there was silence, and he waited there with his eyes fully dialated, leaving a black pair to stare. His fangs sharpened, and his nails extended sharply, digging them into his own skin so he could calm himself. He could stall no longer, so with a swift movement he yanked open the door and grabbed whoever stood before it without looking first. He flung her down onto the ground, but his hand had wrapped around her neck to keep her lifted an inch off of the ground. He was kneeled down, his his nails at her throat, pointed, drawing a small stream of first blood. Only then, did he realize who he held in his hands.

"You're not supposed to be here...this is not the time we discussed. You're six hours early." He groaned as he went to get up with her, yet the scent of her blood hit his nose, and he found it harder than normal. He let out a low, feral growl at her as she lay in his arms. Finally, he showed restraint and dropped her, walking over to sit on his chair again, digging his nails into the fabric.

"Close the door."

 

[darkangel76]

Name (Nickname): Alice Koenig
Attire: Black and pink lace corset top, black leather mini skirt, fishnets, black high heels, coat.
House/Year: Gryffindor/2nd year.
Wand: Cypress, Unicorn tail hair, 7in, wispy.
Location: Sebastian Kozlof's Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Sebastian.
Time: Tuesday September 5, 2073; Later evening.

---

Alice looked up into those eyes--those beckoning eyes she knew so well--and felt her breath catch as her body instantly froze. What was odd was that though she went still, she was hardly rigid. In fact it was quite the opposite. Most would've been screaming, shrieking, probably struggling to run away in fear and terror. But not her. She understood the dark pact, had come to crave it, her thoughts sometimes even consumed by it much like they were right now as she looked up at him.

Sebastian was clearly on edge, but even in that state, Alice was hardly afraid of him. No matter how much 'in need' he was, she knew he'd never do anything to actually harm her. Somehow she always trusted he'd find the will and way to hold back and find that control from within. After all, there was human blood in his veins was here not.

When Sebastian finally let her drop to the floor, Alice gave him a nod out of instinct and slowly stood up. Rubbing her arms, she moved toward his door and closed it. No one had followed her, not a soul had even seen her climb the staircases. They were too busy doing other things, things that were hardly of her concern. After she closed the door, her hand reached up and touched at her neck. Immediately, she felt the wet trickling ribbon--no doubt it was crimson--that seemed to be lingering. As she pulled her hand away, she saw the red playing on her finger tips. Already he'd drawn first blood for the evening. Already...

Alice looked over at Sebastian and licked at her lips, her mouth suddenly going dry. "I know I'm early, but..." her voice trailed. The pull. It was strong, so strong. "I couldn't help it." Slowly, she walked toward him, her eyes finding his as she moved almost hesitantly, yet with purpose, across the room. "I hope this hasn't angered you."

 

[Rave]

Name (Nickname): Sebastian Kozlof.
Attire: Click Here.
Position: Flying Professor / Magical Creatures Consultant.
Wand: 10 Inches, Dragon Heartstring, Yew Wood.
Location: His Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone.
Time: 2:31 AM.

---

Sebastian's hands and body started twitching lightly, unable to withold his ever growing desire to revert to his more...primal state, and satisfy his animalistic needs. At first, it was he who sought her out, Yet it seemed that the more this went on, the more she began to crave it herself...she would come to him from now on, and he would find it harder and harder to deny it. She could see him visibly struggle with his own body, trying to suppress feral desires from leaping at her and sucking her blood dry. He needed that control, he needed to maintain it. Yet perhaps she was strong enough now...for him to seize holding back, for her to start the process...for her to take his own blood.

His veins bulged lightly and his nails scratched at the chair, tearing it apart as she made her way to him. Once she did, his hand extended and yanked her onto his lap instantly. His hands grabbed her thighs and placed them on each side of his waist, his nails scratching down her flesh, leaving little trails of blood on their way down. Every little drop of crimson drove him further and further into hungry madness, to the point where his fangs pertruded further than before, and his eyes turned black as night itself. He leaned his head forward as his tongue escaped his lips, licking up her neck and swooping the trail of blood flowing down the small wound against his lips. they stopped at her ear lobe, before lustfully and hungrily seizing it between them, gently sucking at her skin before his nails dug into her a little deeper, and he began to whisper.

"You've...started to turn...soon you will be the one to seek me out as you did tonight...and I won't have to hold back any--more."

He seemed to struggle letting out that last word, and as soon as he finished he suddenly, aggressively craned her neck to the side and his hand grabbed her by the back of her hair, taking a firm grasp to hold her still at his own neck. His tongue escaped him again to lick circles around her flesh, like an animal marking it's territory before claiming it for his own. There was no longer a way to suppress his desires. He would have her, he would feed and she would feed on him. The pact of blood growing ever darker, and both sinking further into sin. His career, his secret, and her fate as a student hung in the balance of their meetings, yet no force on earth could rip her from his hands.

 

[darkangel76]

Name (Nickname): Alice Koenig
Attire: Black and pink lace corset top, black leather mini skirt, fishnets, black high heels, coat.
House/Year: Gryffindor/2nd year.
Wand: Cypress, Unicorn tail hair, 7in, wispy.
Location: Sebastian Kozlof's Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Sebastian.
Time: Tuesday September 5, 2073; Later evening.

---

Turn...?

Alice wondered if she'd heard Sebastian correctly. For a brief moment she just let herself go limp in his arms, looking up into his eyes as she straddled him yet was held firm within his grasp. Her cool blue eyes looked directly into his--so black, so... inviting--as she let his words sink into her mind. Thoughts swirled in a dark rainbow of color as she went over the notion. That dark pact they'd forged nearly a year ago. It had started off so simply, an agreement between human and beast. He'd covered for her--though she knew not of his reasons for doing so or if he'd even realized what he'd done, not that it mattered--and she'd wanted to return the favor. Never had she anticipated hearing such a word spill from his lips, however. Never had she guessed...

Turn...?

The very idea haunted Alice's ears, sending chills along her spine as the desire to taste Sebastian's blood grew stronger, ever stronger. She wanted to feel the warm liquid dancing on her tongue, the flavor filling her mouth before it dripped down her throat and nourished her soul. Just then, she felt a shiver run through her body as she felt his tongue leave a searing trail everywhere it touched as he lapped at her neck, no doubt relishing the taste of her blood the lingered there thanks to the tiny wound he'd given her.

"Taste me," Alice suddenly begged. "Please, Sebastian..." Her voice was laced with desperate urgency as she reached up and took hold of his arms, her own nails digging into him. She was almost startled at the sound of her voice as she pleaded, her body inching closer as she strained her neck to give him that much more access. "Please..." She was whimpering now, her own mind anticipating his bite and wanting to bite and taste in return. Already she could smell her own blood and... was that desire? Merlin, she knew it was and she was certain he knew it too, could sense it, smell it. Something was happening. Her body was aching with a lust for his blood, a desire for intimacy. "And... don't hold back."

 

[Rave]

Name (Nickname): Sebastian Kozlof.
Attire: Click Here.
Position: Flying Professor / Magical Creatures Consultant.
Wand: 10 Inches, Dragon Heartstring, Yew Wood.
Location: His Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone.
Time: 2:31 AM.

---

The piercing of her nails when they dug into his flesh sent electricity jolting through his blood, nearly igniting him in hunger and lust. She begged and pleaded like there was nothing more important in the world, and as far as he was concerned there truly was nothing more important than his teeth sinking deep into her neck, sucking her blood dry if he had to, to sedate this overwhelming grasp of need. His fist tightened on her hair and yanked it to stretch her neck as far as it could go, his other hand dragging it's nails down her thigh, tearing through the stocking and leaving bloody scratch trail behind. His hips pushed forward against her own, his mouth slowly opened and his teeth protruded as far as they could go, dripping in saliva as their tip poked against her flesh. That small sting of a razor sharp spike poking would only last for a single second, all because she asked him not to hold back.

Before she could blink, his hands viciously tightened and his jaw snapped closed. Snap, just like that. His body tensed up, his arms clutched her into him, and with the force of a lion his fangs pierced into her flesh in a lightning fast bite. They instantly dug their way into her skin, like fine, pin pointed needles ready to extract the blood. Instant Euphoria erupted in his body at the feeling of his teeth sinking into her, his body clutching her own with a force that could break her in half. The taste of her blood, the feeling of his teeth biting down into her skin, it made his humanity all but gone. At that moment, he was truly a lustful, hunger filled monster. He would suck her dry at this pace, yet that would be the triggering incident. He knew, he knew she had started her turning process already, and the one way to bring out her darker side...the side that he could feast on for millennium, was to put her in her place, to suck the life out of her if he had to until she bit him back, until she took control of her own.

He pounced off the chair and took them to the ground in pure hunger and desire, pinning her down and clutching her body against his own, his hand still grasping her hair and keeping her neck in place. His chest pressed against her breasts, his hips against her hips, and his hand holding her thigh up by his waist. She was a pinned prey under a predator, his own personal feeding grounds. Her blood, was the purest, more erotic thing he could ever taste, and he would not stop.

 

[darkangel76]

Name (Nickname): Alice Koenig
Attire: Black and pink lace corset top, black leather mini skirt, fishnets, black high heels, coat.
House/Year: Gryffindor/2nd year.
Wand: Cypress, Unicorn tail hair, 7in, wispy.
Location: Sebastian Kozlof's Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Sebastian.
Time: Tuesday September 5, 2073; Later evening.

---

Alice should've screamed. Most girls probably would've if bitten by a half-vampire. But no, not her. Instead, she let out tiny groaning whimpers, her hands moving to clutch at Sebastian's back as he bit and sucked on her neck like it was the most delicious thing he'd ever happened to feast upon. Each lapping suckle caused her body to arch and writhe beneath him as fed deeply, drinking her blood--that life-giving serum that bonded them closer than any two souls could ever hope to bond--her nails digging harder, deeper as he did so. She knew he wasn't holding back as he pinned her on the hard floor, their bodies mashed together, almost one.

Soft slurps resonated in Alice's ears as Sebastian drank, her body slowing down just enough to relish the union that was occurring. She could feel the merger, her body longing to be closer to his as his hand gripped at her hair, at her thigh. She could feel his heat, every plane of his body against her own. Again, she groaned, her hips bucking forward causing her to gasp. His heart... she could hear it... in her head... in her soul... each sip he took, made him stronger, the bond deeper. She didn't want it to end. She wanted to be be closer to this creature, this man, who held her firmly in his grasp.

The longer Sebastian fed, the greater Alice's desires grew. Again, her hips moved and she could hear herself almost crying. No. She was crying, fresh tears streaming down pale cheeks. "Please, Sebastian..." she begged, her voice almost foreign to her ears. Licking her lips, a burn began to rise from within, a desperate need. This wasn't just about a need for closeness, to be fed upon. It ran deeper, darker. She desired to taste him... she needed it. She craved it. "Please..." she begged again, her voice breathy and full of lustful desire. "C-can I taste you...?" she whimpered. "I... I need it..." Her hold tightened as her leg wrapped about him, her body tense as she let out another low moan.

 

[Rave]

Name (Nickname): Sebastian Kozlof.
Attire: Click Here.
Position: Flying Professor / Magical Creatures Consultant.
Wand: 10 Inches, Dragon Heartstring, Yew Wood.
Location: His Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Alice.
Time: 2:31 AM.

---

His body twitched and pressed into her with every slurp, every swallow, every time his throat contracted to suck and spill her blood deep into his body. Every drop trickling down his throat giving him a jolt of lustful euphoria. It was far too late for him to stop himself, far too late to pull back the need and desire. His whole being was attached to her, his entire body nearly merging with her own as every part of it tried to grasp and touch her own. His nails digging into her body, as if marking her as his own. His Hand, yanking and tugging on her hair to stretch and pull her neck to the side so his teeth could sink in deeper with every suck, with every push forward to dominate her further, to feast on her like she was the only thing keeping her alive. His grasp was unshakable, the gods themselves could not rip her away from him. Every passing second glued him to her, almost as if him stopping meant certain death. No, he could not let go, and his body would grasp hers to his own until this feast of lust and hunger was over.

His body could feel her own, her breath, her touch, her heartbeat, instantly he was one with her. They were inseparable, merged in a bond of blood and lust, their souls synchronizing. Then, her words and begs hit his ears and her heart beat faster, stronger, filled with desire. He let out a groan of ecstasy, pinning her legs around his waist when she wrapped them around him. His body was calling for it, accepting her request without a second thought. He knew she needed it to live through this, and the amount of pleasure, lust, and desire that would erupt would be heavenly. The deeper they dove into sin, the better she tasted, the better the feeling. He could not maintain his control anymore, his hands holding her at her thighs, ripping at her stockings as his hips pressed and grinded into her own in hungry lust and desire. His blood flew harder, his heart pumped faster, his hidden shaft hardening and pulsing at the thought alone as it pushed and pressed between her legs, helpless to resist her lustful advanced.

Finally he could not bare to think any longer, and his hand quickly reached forward to roughly grab her by her hair again. He yanked her head to the corner of his neck, his teeth slowly separating from her flesh, agonizingly so as they slowly sliced their way out of her. Blood spilled out of his mouth and over her neck, and parts of her face when he opened his mouth to talk, his body clutching her suddenly, his nails digging, his hips pressing forward, his hand holding hers at the corner of his own neck. "Do it...bite me...bite me, bite me, bite me, I said fucking bite me!"

He growled in lustful desire, needy lust. He could not have her hesitate, no, not now. He needed to feel her taste him, and with her own teeth sinking into him, finally sealing the bond between them. The moment she does so, this would no longer be a simple deal between the both of them, no. Their souls would bond as one, their bodies would constantly need to taste the other's to survive. They would become something darker, something more. Sin would become them, and he would drag her down into the pits of hungry lust with him.

 

[darkangel76]

Name (Nickname): Alice Koenig
Attire: Black and pink lace corset top, black leather mini skirt, fishnets, black high heels, coat.
House/Year: Gryffindor/2nd year.
Wand: Cypress, Unicorn tail hair, 7in, wispy.
Location: Sebastian Kozlof's Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Sebastian.
Time: Tuesday September 5, 2073; Later evening.

---

Alice's whimpers grew stronger the longer Sebastian fed, her desire to bite him burning deeply as her own lust filled her body to the brim of nearly exploding. Whimpering, crying, panting from the pleasure as he sucked and slurped, her grasp only tightened. She could feel the desire turning into need and as his words echoed within her ears--words that were demands, harsh and strong--she could no longer resist. Almost instantly, she could feel her mouth watering, salivating at the thought of her teeth sinking into his beautiful, flawless flesh. Her tongue tasting that precious, warm liquid as it seeped out of wounds meant to nourish her and her alone.

"Sebastian..." Alice panted, her mouth water, her tongue licking at her lips. Just then, a tiny hand grabbed at his hair, tugging hard, while the other continued to dig into his arm. Her breaths were heavy, full of both want and need, of craving. Letting out a hiss of pure dark desire, she lunged her head forward, her mouth finding his neck as her teeth sunk into his flesh. It was pure ecstasy as the hot, searing liquid danced against her lips, her tongue. So precious and delicious... its scent beyond intoxicating. More. She needed more. Wanted it.

Alice moved her body closer still, her hips writhing in time as her heart raced, her hands holding on as if her very life was held in a delicate balance of what was happening. As she drank from Sebastian, she could feel herself merging with him again, the bond so powerful, so strong, she didn't know if she could take much more. Yet her body seemed to crave it, desire it all--both wanting and needing everything that Sebastian alone could provide. As she continued to drink, sealing a fate unknown and incomprehensible, she knew that forever after the center of all things would be this man, this half-vampire and the new pact they were forging this night.

 

[Rave]

Name (Nickname): Sebastian Kozlof.
Attire: Click Here.
Position: Flying Professor / Magical Creatures Consultant.
Wand: 10 Inches, Dragon Heartstring, Yew Wood.
Location: His Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Alice.
Time: 2:31 AM.

---

His body melted in her grasp at the sudden, nearly forgotten sting of the piercing. His body was so suddenly overwhelmed that he went limp in her arms for a few seconds. His jaw dropped open, gasping for air as her teeth drove their way into his neck with a powerful bite, his body suddenly surging with the euphoric, nearly forgotten pain. He had not been bit for decades now, and he had forgotten the incredible ecstasy that arose from a Vampire's bites. She, she was now a new-born. The moment his blood hit her teeth and trickled down her throat, she became like him. She turned into something that was much more powerful, much more lustful and needy than him. Yet he could not think of this now, he had no time as she slowly sank her fangs deeper and deeper into him.

His body recovered from it's limpness, and his nails began dragging down her body in search of something to grip. Finally they reached her thighs and they made their mark their, digging in roughly to help his body withstand the new and powerful sensation. His body pressed harder into her own, suddenly lifting them up so that he sat on the floor and her legs were wrapped around his waist, moving her onto his lap. His neck craned, and his head tilted to re-sink his teeth into her with a sudden push. He did not push his teeth where they were before, but suddenly pierced two new holes into her flesh and began sucking her blood as she sucked his own.

His body contorted lightly and his throat let out small groans of pleasure. This new feeling, it was not experienced before. His heart and body did not only fill up with lust and desire, but something else was there. They were held together now, their souls intertwined, he knew that. Yet this...the moment her teeth sank into him, something changed. His lips pressed a little harder yet with more care, his body clutched her, noticeably so, in a much more caring manner, in a much more protective manner. He didn't know what was going on, all he knew was that the more his blood flew down her throat, the closer her felt to her, the harder his heart started beating.

 

[darkangel76]

Name (Nickname): Alice Koenig
Attire: Black and pink lace corset top, black leather mini skirt, fishnets, black high heels, coat.
House/Year: Gryffindor/2nd year.
Wand: Cypress, Unicorn tail hair, 7in, wispy.
Location: Sebastian Kozlof's Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Sebastian.
Time: Tuesday September 5, 2073; Later evening.

---

Alice held on tightly to Sebastian, the precious crimson serum that kept him alive filling her mouth before it dripped down her throat in delicious waves. The warmth of it as the drenched her lips, coated her tongue... it was unlike anything she could hope to describe. And as he held her closer, her own body aching for more of his touch, she felt their souls uniting. It was as if their hearts were beating in time together, a synchronous tone with a single beating thump. Yes. They were joined, bonding closer as they drank from each other, her own eyes rolling back in pure ecstasy as she felt his mouth move over fresh wounds he planted upon her milky skin.

"More, Sebastian..." Alice suddenly panted as she pulled away for the briefest of moments. But it was all she managed to utter. In a matter of moments, her lips were moving over the wounds she'd placed on his neck, her hands tugging, grabbing, pulling... anything she could do to hold on and never let go. Something was happening. Something new and dark and strange. She could feel it within her core as it burned brighter and brighter, this deep seated yearning. This hunger.

As Alice continued to drink, she could feel Sebastian's arms moving about her body. He was pulling her closer, holding her tighter. It was different than how he'd ever held her before during such times in the past. Then again, she'd never drunk from him before either. They'd broached new territory, changing the pact and forging new paths as the night wore on. Where it would take them, she had no idea. Though she was certain that Sebastian would guide her. As he brought her closer still, she found her body responding almost instantly, molding to his body as if it fit against him like the missing piece of a puzzle set. It was strange, yet perfect... exciting, yet frightening. But somehow she knew she was on the path she was meant to be on.

Pulling away again, Alice looked into Sebastian's eyes. Panting hard, trying to catch her breath, she bit down on her blood-stained lips while her hands began to move wildly through his hair. "What's happening to me... what is it...?" she asked as she pressed herself close, her heart beating in time with his.

 

[Rave]

Name (Nickname): Sebastian Kozlof.
Attire: Click Here.
Position: Flying Professor / Magical Creatures Consultant.
Wand: 10 Inches, Dragon Heartstring, Yew Wood.
Location: His Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Alice.
Time: 2:31 AM.

---

He could feel their bodies intertwine in the ever so sinful cycle, a dark and scary joining of both body and heart that was drenched in vice. His blood, his life essence, what as sucked out of him, he would refill with her own fluid. They were like one being, getting emptied and re-filling themselves off of the life force of the other. It was the most dangerous of games, the most sinful of pleasures, the most terrible of cycles. Yet, he could not stop. Every part of his body and mind were aching for her touch. If she so much as moved one muscle out of place, his body would surge in pain until he returned it to where it was supposed to be, grounded and linked to him. He clutched her and dug into her, with the very purpose to not let her go until death. His body craved her like heroine for an addict, his heart beat in sync with her own, his breath became on par with hers, the depth of his teeth within her increasing further and further, as deep and dark hunger grew within him. His own neck, pulsed and ached under the grasp of her teeth.

His lips parted suddenly and yanked his teeth out of her when she, took a moment to pant and beg for more. He gasped for air, and nearly went limp in her arms again as he suddenly realized how much blood she was sucking out of him. She was more powerful, he hunger was more insatiable, and the moment she parted her lips, he knew that she was becoming his other half. He could feel, that she was the missing piece he needed...a piece that was double-fold his strength, a piece that could break him if she set her mind to it, suck him dry if she wanted to. It was that brief moment of parting that allowed his blood to regain it's vivid flow, so he would not pass out in her arms. She had no grasp of her own strength, and he didn't know what to tell her. Yet, his arms and body never relented, holding her as tightly as ever, yet...in a much, much more protective manner. He seemed to caress her body with his own, his tongue escaping to lick at the blood flooding out of her own wound before slowly sinking his teeth back in, draining her in that lustful cycle once again.

There it was again, the pull of the unconscious. He didn't know why, perhaps it was because his blood had not been drained in decades, or perhaps she was just that strong, but no matter how much he emptied and flooded down his throat, she sucked more and more. To his surprise, however, she yanked her teeth out and panted as she looked at him, begging for answers. His black eyes stared at those crimson dyed lips, with blood covering her mouth from lip to chin. Her voice was comparable to the seductive songs of Aphrodite herself, and she pressed herself closer to him. He could not hold himself anymore.

"You're...stronger than me...now...your cycle...has begun after a year's passing...you've...become like me..."

His body leaned forward and his lips pressed to her own in an instant. His tongue, unfaltering, reached out to lick and swallow the blood around her lips and tongue, like a hungry, lustful protector. His arms clenched her and his heart starting beating stronger and faster, taking hers along with it to catch the same rhythm. He could not keep these sudden urged of emotions away, no. Everything in his body called for him to press his lips to hers, to press every part of her body into his own. He would not let her go, never let her go. For as long as they drew breath.

 

[darkangel76]

Name (Nickname): Alice Koenig
Attire: Black and pink lace corset top, black leather mini skirt, fishnets, black high heels, coat.
House/Year: Gryffindor/2nd year.
Wand: Cypress, Unicorn tail hair, 7in, wispy.
Location: Sebastian Kozlof's Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Sebastian.
Time: Tuesday September 5, 2073; Later evening.

---

Alice could feel her eyes beginning to water as emotion, desire and hunger began to fill her entire being. It was as if all of it were swallowing her whole--herself and Sebastian, the two of them. His words rang in her ears, echoing and reverberating like a primal dance of performed by the most superstitious of tribals. She could hear the thumping rhythms. Or was that just their hearts beating as one? But his words... they stayed with her the moment they spilled from his lips, hanging thick in the air as she focused on the changes and sensations she was already starting to feel with her body.

"Like you..." Alice managed to whisper before Sebastian seized her lips, his own embracing hers as they were meant to embrace, working them hard to the point of swelling and oh it was glorious. Rough and protective as she knew it was meant to be... always meant to be. Though, how did she know?

Alice subconsciously shook her head as her mouth moved in time with Sebastian's, time and everything else fading to black as she became lost in him. He was her center now--mentor, protector, everything. Instinctually, her body arched against his, calling out to its maker, its master. Without understanding or knowing what to do, she just let her body be her guide, trusting that Sebastian would help her with the rest. That was how it had been done with the initial dark pact... and now, with things so much deeper, so much darker.

Suddenly, Alice could hear herself whimpering. The urgency and desperation were clear, the need the craving... At that, her teeth began to graze against Sebastian's lower lip as he continued his assault against her mouth, her body arching, writhing wildly as if almost in a frenzy of needy sensation. "Sebastian..." she begged. "Please..." She bit down on his lip a bit, her eyes finding his. Her senses were on overload, flooded due to the changes. It was overwhelming, amazing... and only one person could guide her through everything and be there for her afterwards. Only one person could satiate this burn. Her maker. Her creator. Sebastian.