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To Disappear (kikora and Z.G.)

"Interesting. So there are those who are given the duty of interpreting the law in a given situation, there are those who enforce that interpretation, but then who decides the law? Is there a collection of these laws?" Abel asked, hand absently rubbing up and down the younger elf's back. His hips rolled as he settled into a more comfortable position, simultaneously teasing Kaura.

"Of course Jass is involved. He is given the honor of hammering the stake into Abel's chest." Goodie Claire clutched the arm of her chair, "You should join us. You could stop Kaura from doing anything foolish. You can help us end Abel's reign. He stole you, just like he stole Kaura."
 
"There are two, one that speaks on behalf of the accused, and one on behalf of the accuser. It is much like human court, on serious issues the council of Elders decides the verdict, or simply one." She whispered, smiling and groaning in pleasure while Abel's hips grinded into hers.

Teyha paused for a moment, and frowned into her cup. She shifted where she sat, considering the sins that Abel was guilty of, but she shook herself after a moment. "I am no murderer." She said firmly, meeting the woman's eyes. "I am here to make life easier on those who live here, including you. Don't do anything stupid, please. Let me handle dealing with Abel."
 
"Enough of this talk of the elven judiciary," Abel rolled his hips again to make Kaura groan. All that information was being stored away for later consumption. "So what was it you had thought about doing? What was that alien idea of your's?"

"Abel will not be a problem. He is comatose when he sleeps. Kaura, though, you will need to stop her from doing something foolish. Will you do that? Surely she will thank you," the old woman pressed on, trying to steam roll Teyha beneath her passionate opinion. When she spoke about this it was very clear that years upon years weighed down upon her, all those experiences nearly shining from her folded eyes.
 
Kaura gasped again when his hips met hers, and she pressed her lips to his neck, whispering to him huskily. "You're hungry." She said plainly. "Why don't you feed, and we can move from there."


Teyha was stuck between the proverbial rock and a hard place. She Put her head in her hands, and tried to think. She was no murderess, but at the same time she understood perfectly why these people were so eager to kill the vampire. "I... I can't." She finally choked out. "This is foolish! Abel has ways to protect himself, else he would not have lived for so long! Even if you do kill him, then what? I'm sure vampires wont take kindly to humans slaughtering their own... This is suicide."

She pushed herself to her feet, and set the cup firmly down on the table. "I want no part in murder!" She said, her voice raising slightly. "For either side! You... You should not have told me this."
 
Abel made a small wanting noise when Kaura suggested that he feed from her. His tongue swirled in the delicate shell of her ear, a little growl in his throat, "How did you know?" He rolled over so that he was on top of Kaura, his fingers wantonly tracing the veins in her delicate neck. His mouth descending, nipping and kissing, hips grinding against the elf's in taut expectation. For the seventh time his razor sharp fangs buried themselves in the elf's soft neck, exchanging the venom of his kiss with her blood.

Goodie Claire was clearly unimpressed with Teyha's reaction and in her best mother's voice, "Sit down, Teyha. Tell me how restoring the natural process of life is murder? Not just that, but how could you possibly 'take care' of Abel? What do you think you can do?"
 
Kaura smiled and groaned, letting Abel roll on top after. "You were looking at my neck, while Teyha was here." She told him softly, her fingers winding in his hair. Her legs wrapped around him tightly, grinding up while Abel found her neck, kissing and nipping lightly. He opened his mouth, and sank his fangs into her neck, injecting her with his vemon once more. Kaura groaned softly, her eyes closing as the dark kiss took an immediate effect on her. Her hips bucked up into his, her arousal growing higher with each second.


Teyha shook her head. "Go look in the pit." She said firmly. "See what I have done to those women there. Do you think the world is better outside of this vampires control? Hm? Do you think that this castle would survive two weeks if neighboring countries knew its lord was dead? You're being a fool." She crossed her arms firmly, her lips pressing into a thin line. "I can help, make life better. Let me deal with Abel. Just hold off the attack. Give me a month, please."
 
It was that same taste Abel had before, but this time it felt like so much more than before. Kaura's blood seemed to have a more nuanced flavor, more delicate and deeper than it was before, still that tinge of magic sending a tingle through the vampire's body. His fingers twisted in the spun diamond of her dress, pulling it further up Kaura's body as he sucked the liquid essence from her body. He was floating in Nirvana, lost in the rushing tide of their hearts' synchronized beating. His tongue brushed against her flesh again and again until the twin holes closed, until the faintly purpled skin faded back to its normal cream color.

"You would prefer that a revolving door of slavery exists to emancipation? To freedom? Do you know what people do to those girls in the burlap shifts?" The old woman's voice climbed, heavy with years of frustration. "What could you possibly do to Abel to make it better? We can get rid of him. Rule ourselves."
 
Kaura wiggled slightly while Abel inched up her gown up her body, exposing more of her while he continued to enjoy her blood. After a few more long moments he pulled away, licking the wounds closed. She sighed softly, a blissful smile settling on her face. Her hips ground up into his, "Now... Now I need you." She whispered,bucking her hip into his. "Please, Master? Take me hard?"


"There is no freedom." Teyha said loudly back, slamming her hand onto the table. "Have you ever left this castle? Hm?" She demanded. "There are countries that will eat this castle, and all the inhabitants! Men out there just like Abel, with just as much power! How do you expect to keep things running without a lord? Change must happen gradual, or you attempt to be free will fail!" She practically yelled back, her face tinged red from anger as well. "I'm sorry, I want to help, but not like this. I refuse to help with this." She spun on her heel to storm away, her mind reeling. "I will speak to Jass."
 
The way Kaura looked up at Abel with those needing glazed over eyes made his heart pound and his member tighten, her pleas to take her hard resonating with the vampire at a very deep level. That was, after all, the plan. Abel all but tore Kaura's dress off of her pale body and lifted the petite little thing up and threw her onto the table, sending platters and cups rolling across its surface. He removed his ever present tunic and grabbed the young elf's thighs, pulling her bodily upwards so that she was resting on her shoulder blades. Without fanfare or comment he slid into her tight hairless sex, slamming into her without remorse.

"Do as you will, but remember your promise," Goodie Claire said, dismissing Teyha with a wave. She had warned the young woman, even given her the opportunity to help in the revolution, but sadly the healer turned out to be nothing more than a collaborator. That would not turn out well after Alfonse and the other lackies had been put up against the wall.
 
Kaura grunted softly when Abel grabbed her, practically ripping the the dress off her body. He picked her up, and threw her onto the table. She struck hard, an grinned, her breath coming faster in anticipation. He pulled her up off the table, and stripped, grasping her thighs tightly before he slammed into her tight sex. She was moaning in a matter of moments, gasping in pleasure as he used her for his own pleasure. "Abel!" She gasped, her hips bucking back into his.


Teyha paused at the door, her hands clenching and relaxing. "You're being foolish." She said softly. "There are evils everywhere in the world, you can't kill everyone." She said softly, and turned to leave. She raised a hand to her mouth, and bit her thumb sharply, her unsure what to do. She disagreed with the revolution, and feared the worst, that it would get many good people killed. 'They can't kill Abel if they can't get into his room....' She thought after a moment, a plan forming in her mind that would stop the revolution, while keeping her word.

First, she wanted to talk to Jass. She hurried through the halls, searching for the young man.
 
Abel all by growled, giving a full bodied slap to her firm ass that would most certainly bruise in the livid outline of his hand. He mercilessly plowed into his little toy, groaning as he felt her tight body squeeze around his member. He was caught up in the intense heat of the moment, the crackling chemistry of their skins meeting. One of the hands grasping her abused rear slipped into the crevasse of her ass, slowly pushing against the rosebud of muscle there. He wanted to push her boundaries, he wanted to do exactly as she had plead.

Teyha would inevitably find Jass at his post, standing with his feet shoulder width apart, still looking pale if somewhat more conscious than he had before. He had been given an old remedy by one of his aunts--a thick mixture of mint and pepper dissolved in a clear, almost syrupy substance that contained a fair amount of alcohol. The very taste of it had sent a shiver down his spine and burned his mouth, taking the edge off of his shakiness. Jass never really did like blood in any quantity.
 
The hard slap made Kaura arch and she cried out, all but screaming as the pain tore through her. She slammed her hips forward, bucking hard into Abel while he continued his glorious abuse of her body. His hand slid down, finding it's way between the round cheeks of her ass, and he pressed, making Kaura's eyes widen considerable. "Master..." She whimpered, but didn't protest, desperately wanting to feel everything that he had to offer.


It took Teyha nearly twenty minutes to track Jass down, and when she did she put her hands firmly on her hips, and marched to him. She scowled for a moment, and looked around, glad that no other servants seemed to be within hearing range. "What foolishness have you been dragged into." She all but hissed, but shifted all the same, unable to hide the worried look that lingered under her anger. "This plan... This attempt... You're going to get hurt Jass."
 
The vampire moaned as Kaura's hips slammed into his, as though her body sought to consume him after that blow. Abel seemed to think better of pushing into Kaura with his big thumb and instead drew his index finger across her wet sex, gathering the moisture she gave off in her excitement. His finger stroked at her entrance before slowly pushing through into the wide-eyed young woman. "I am your master and you are my slave." His voice was heavy with swirling lust, muddled eyes nearly shining with his thick excitement.

"Last week he gouged out my uncle's eyes in front of me. In front of everyone." Jass murmured, looking down at Teyha with a stricken look. His hands raised from behind his back, white gloves making claws in the air as though he were gripping the sides of someone's head. His thumbs made slow progress on impaling the eyes of that invisible said, "Then, then, like nothing had happened, like nothing at all was the matter, he said... Display the haul."

His right glove swooped towards his mouth, Jass' eyes narrow and face red as though he was trying his hardest not to cry said, "You know what the worst part was? He was standing over the cooling corpse of my uncle and sucked his thumbs clean." The glove dipped between his full, sad lips, the gangly man child slumped over, knuckling the corners of his eyes. He had thought about it very little since his father and his father had dragged the slaver's body across the cobblestones, faces stubbornly free of tears, trembling with just how much it took not to cry then and there. If they had cried Abel would have taken all of their pride. Then they would have nothing left anymore.
 
Kaura could only nod in response, her body tensing while Abel pressed his finger into her, slowly sliding in, her own juices making the way easier. She panted heavily, every moment bringing her closer to her release. She gripped Abel tighter, her entire body clenching over him. "Master!" She cried louder, her desperate cry echoing through the building.

A not of sympathy crossed Teyha's face, and she sighed before stepping forward. Her hands landed lightly on Jass', and she eased his thumb away from his lips, urging him to look at her. "I can't like him either." She told him softly. "But I've lived outside this castle my entire life, and things are no better there." She told him softly, her hands tightening on his slightly. "Humans who kill other humans for nothing more than sheer greed, who look at weaker countries to invade and conquer."

She shook her head, looking away. For a few moments her lips pressed together, forming a thin line. "If you kill Abel word will spread, and I promise you there will be an army here in less than a month. Thousands of men to gut this castle for all it is worth. Every person who helped overthrow Abel will be killed, for you cannot be trusted. The women will be taken to harems, the men forced to serve as slaves. Life will not improve, but there will be blood. There will be lots of blood."

She loosened her grip then, her expression softening. "Kaura and I are here now, I assume she is new?" She asked softly, "Things are changing, slowly. Please, I beg you, trust in me. I will make life better, for all here, I swear it. Give me a month, hold off that long. See how things alter before you act brashly."
 
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