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A Hunter and His Prey (Alexandria94 and Josu_T)

Even though Olivia really hated how badly he was beginning to treat her, she still wanted to make him feel good. She wanted to completely ignore that that this was him, but when he started to finger through her hair she felt her insides almost burst because it reminded her of caring Leo, her Leo. He was more caring than this in the beginning when he had first 'kidnapped' her, and Olivia thought that would've been the worst time. When she heard the loud moan she didn't think much of it, until his cum quickly shot into her mouth. It made her jump a little at first from surprise, but after she managed to keep herself there and swallow all of it. Once she was sure he was finished she cleaned him off with her tongue, and sat back on the heels of her feet with her hands placed in front of her on her thighs, and her head down. She hoped he would think it as a sign of submission and just be happy with her for now.
 
Leo looked down at her as she swallowed his cum and cleaned him up. Then she took a very submissive position and he smiled at her. He leaned down and tilted her head up so he could look into her eyes. "I think you might actually be learning. This could go well. We still have a long way to go, but you should be a good pet." He raised up again and relaxed. "I'm done with you for now Slave, but I may call on you again tonight. You may go to your room if you wish now." With that he raised up from his seat and put his dishes by the sink after pulling his pants up properly again. He then made his way into the living room and sat on the couch, getting comfortable.
 
Olivia was surprised at how much the names bothered her, the names and the look that wanted to stay in Leo's eyes. She hoped that he changed after she died, and wasn't so cold to her kind. Sighing, as she stood up, she walked to her room again, not looking at him while he was seated at the couch. Once she was actually in her room she closed the door and leaned against it for a moment. The idea of him calling on her later made her stomach turn and she had to figure out a way to speed up her process. She knew it was caused by the blood deprivation in her system, and the only way to speed it up would be to sweat it out and make her heart beat faster.
Being quiet so he wouldn't hear her, she started to do push-ups, sit-ups, she ran in place for a good while. For a couple of hours all she did was work out, and she continued until she couldn't because of how worked up she had gotten. The sweat was running down her face and everywhere else as she leaned against the wall to calm down. Once she could walk without her legs wobbling from exertion she walked to the mirror, lifting her shirt up. The once almost above her belly button black spot had spread and was now touching the undersides of her breasts and reaching from side to side. She didn't know how long she had left now, but she knew it wouldn't be three days.
 
Leovin spent the rest of the day just trying to clear his mind. He didn't want to let himself think about her because he knew he would just end up starting to feel bad for her again or worrying that she really was Olivia. He couldn't let that happen if he was going to keep her around. He didn't have anything to do and part of him felt he'd rather be out hunting than stuck in that apartment, but he couldn't trust her and didn't want to have to track her down again. Even with her power limited by the bracelet he felt she could be cunning enough to hide for a while, making him take time and energy to get her back.

He ate a simple dinner that night and then decided he wanted to test her again. He slowly got up and made his way to her room and opened the door. He saw her there looking strangely tired, though he didn't know why. He didn't really care either. He looked at her with a stern expression. "Ok Slave, strip for me. Right this moment. Show me your body. It is time for an inspection. I am going to teach you how I want you to keep yourself for me. Don't make me wait."
 
As Olivia sat in her room she wondered if what she did worked as well as she wanted or if the spot was the same as it was before. She felt different but she thought that was just because she felt the urge for it to be over and by the minute that urge only grew stronger. She was in deep thought until Leovin walked in and she looked up, the tiredness easily showing. She hoped she could get out of whatever he wanted, that is until he commanded her to take her clothes off, cringing when he called her by her 'name'.
She slowly stood on wobbly legs, almost certain what she had wanted to happen went too well and she was dying faster than she thought was possible; the stress of the situation not helping either. Her hands were shaking as she slowly stripped her pants, the only part of her current wardrobe that could go without him seeing the large and growing spot. Taking a deep breath she reached of the him on her shirt and pulled up. Her eyes were closed because she didn't want to see the expression of what was surely anger on his face. Her body was shaking from her fear of him and an unexpected fear fell down her cheeks underneath her closed eyes.
 
He watched her get up and she looked unstable. He was happy that she was doing as he wanted without fighting, though she looked nervous. He ignored that and just watched her. He was surprised when she started by taking off her pants. Then her shirt started to come off and what he saw really confused him. There was something seriously wrong with her and it really didn't look good. He wasn't aware that she was dying, but he knew that whatever had happened wasn't a good sign. He stared at her in silence as he tried to figure it out. He certainly didn't remember anything like that the day before when he had been with her.

After a minute he started to get his suspicion and he sighed. "What the hell is that? Let me guess, that is what happens when you don't have my blood after I make you orgasm. Why didn't you tell me about it?" He stepped up to her and his hand came across her face in a hard slap. He didn't wait for an answer, he simply left the room and went to get his blood for her as well as some other blood just to make sure. When he returned he pushed it into her hands and glared at her without saying a word.
 
Isobel tried to keep her eyes shut for as long as she could but once he started talking she had to open them and look. She saw what she thought she would find, his very angry face. She listened to him talk and thought she would be fine. The talk she was expecting but the hard slap across her face he gave her, not so much. The force made her gasp loudly and she grasped the bed post to keep herself up as he went to retrieve the blood, but while he was out she managed to slowly stand again.
When he shoved it into her hands she just stared it, avoid his glare on purpose. With the blood packs still in her hands she sat down on the bed, her weakness not allowing her to stand, then faced him even though she was shaking from her fear. "Leovin." She whispered, the hurt clear in her voice. "Let me die. I can't do this. You really want to know why I didn't tell you?" Another tear followed the same trail from the pervious and landed loudly on the blood bag. "Because I can't stand to look at you like this. I'd rather be dead than do it." Instead of continuing to look at him she let her eyes slip past him to the wall as her face lost all emotion.
 
When she spoke to him Leovin glared at her, waiting for her to drink the blood. Her request to die just angered him more and when she spoke as if she cared about him he had to take a deep breath to stay calm. When she looked away he went to her and grabbed the blood from her hands. This time he opened the vial with his blood and grabbed her face, forcing her mouth open. He poured the blood into her mouth and then held it closed with her head tilted back until she swallowed it. Once that was done he stepped back and gave her the other blood. He was fairly sure his blood would fix the problem based on what she said.

He glared at her and frowned. "I am not going to let you die. You don't get it, do you? I don't care what you want. You are my slave now. You belong to me. Your feelings don't matter any more. The only thing that matters is what I want. You can keep pretending to be the girl from my past, but it won't change anything. I am not going to believe you and I'm not going to go easy on you. So you can stop it with your Vampire tricks. You've lost, face it and accept your new fate."
 
Olivia's hope died. She hated this, hated being a vampire and hated watching Leovin like this. It hurt her more than any physical pain ever could so she decided to do that absolute last resort that a vampire had. To turn off everything. The only thing she would feel was hot or cold, and even those would be subtle. It took a lot to turn it off, but it took even more to turn it back on. As his blood slid down her throat she closed her eyes. She didn't enjoy it when he was forceful, but she hated when he called her slave the most.

Opening her eyes one more time she looked up at him. One more thing hit her, it was something she had never heard of someone else doing, and didn't know about anything that would happen. Even though she was weak she jumped up, since he was so close to her and bit down hard on his neck, possibly as hard as she could and took a huge drink of his silver-tainted blood. As fast as she jumped up she sat down on the bed and turned everything off within her. Even if he hit her now she wouldn't feel anything. Licking her lips to make sure she got everything she looked up at his neck, liking how almost all of her teeth marks were there, not only where her canines had deeply sunk in. It was almost a challenge to him and to herself as she moved her eyes again up to his.
 
He could see that she was broken, but not in the way he had hoped. She was simply giving up on everything rather than giving in to him. He was getting more frustrated and didn't know what to do. He was trying to think when suddenly she leapt up. Her teeth were in him before he could react. He felt her teeth sink in and felt her drinking in his blood. They both knew it wasn't good for her so he just didn't understand it, but in the moment he was furious. The way she looked at him as she sat just angered him further. His hands twitched and he was sure he'd have had a weapon in his hands if he had one on him, but he didn't.

After a few seconds of staring at her he lashed out and struck her as hard as he could. He then grabbed her neck and pulled her close so he was staring deep into her eyes. His voice was deep and filled with rage as he spoke to her. "I know you want me to kill you. You're trying to make me do it. Trying to make it all end. It isn't going to end. I won't let you die. But I will keep you weak and on the edge of death until I decide to bring your strength back. Who knows how long that will be. You will continue wishing for death, but it will never come." He shoved her backwards and grabbed the blood bag before turning and leaving the room. He put the blood back in the fridge, then went to bandage the wound on his neck.
 
Olivia was proud of the mark she left on his neck. It would definitely scar and she was proud of that. The way he had reacted with such rage made her feel like a person, rather than a vampire, that she was also proud of.
When he had lashed out at her, she knew it would've hurt if she could feel anything. The only problem with turning off feelings was that even though all of your outside emotions, like pain and hunger are gone. You still feel everything inside you just can't see it on the outside. So to everyone else it just looks like you are an empty shell. Taking a deep breath she laid down on the bed sideways, with her legs dangling. She thought of what she had just done. Maybe the blood would kill her, maybe the 'pure' blood would counteract it. She didn't know, but she thought it over for a good while. Not moving and not putting her clothing back on either. She didn't even move to shut the door.
 
Leovin was aware that the blood she had just drank from him wouldn't kill her, but it would weaken her even more than she already was. She would stay alive, but he was quite certain that soon she would be very weak. He would keep her that way, even as he took her to their new home. He finished bandaging himself and spent the rest of the day ignoring her. He was too furious to even look in her room. Part of him really wanted to just kill her right then. One thing he did know for sure was that if he ever slept with her again he wasn't going to try to make her cum because he now knew that it would lead to her potential death and she would need some of his blood each time. He wasn't about to put in the effort for the slightly added pleasure of feeling her cum. It just wasn't worth it. That night before he went to bed he saw her door was still open. He reached out and closed it, then went to his room to get some sleep.
 
Olivia knew what Leovin was thinking. That each time they had sex and she came she would need his blood. She honestly didn't know if that was true and she thought about it while she was trying to go to sleep after he closed her door. Her body was weak and even more sore now from the silver blood. She didn't want it for the blood really. She just wanted him to feel an once of anything. She wanted to see emotion come from him instead of the hard shell that she knew wasn't actually him. Moving up slowly to the center of the bed she curled herself around the pillows trying to seek out some comfort of some kind. She knew that if Leovin was nicer to her and actually used her name she wouldn't mind submitting to him. But if he refused to show any type of emotion that wasn't a bad one than she would put up every wall she knew how to.
Eventually she got herself to go to sleep near dawn, and even then she had a pained expression on her face.
 
The next morning Leovin woke up feeling horrible. The bite wasn't healing well and it angered him more. He was really frustrated with her and he hoped she was just too weak to do anything that day. It was time to move to the new place and he made a quick breakfast. He left the apartment after breakfast and went to get the keys to the new place, handing over payment during the exchange. Once that was done he returned and started to pack all their things up. It all fit into just a couple of boxes which would easily fit in the car he had rented.

Once everything was dealt with he was ready to go. He packed it all into the car and then went to get the vampire. He opened her door and looked inside. She seemed to be asleep and she looked like she was in pain, but at least she was still alive. He wanted her to just stay asleep while he was moving her, but he had no guarantee of that. He took the risk and moved to her, picking her up as she slept so he could carry her to the car.
 
Even though Olivia managed to go to sleep around dawn she woke up frequently, at least two or three times, and each time she thought of Leovin. She hated having these walls up. Of course, even though she may not have wanted to she could feel sometime, but only the times when she would allow it. She felt bad for biting him, she really did and that hurt her more. She didn't know how Leo could possibly be angry all the time. Why couldn't they have a give and take tactic in their 'relationship'. To her it seemed like the only thing he wanted to do was stay angry or be in control.
When she did actually fall into a deep sleep that would tide over until they got to the new house she had a dream of when they were young. They were playing in her mind when he picked her up off of the bed and her mind knew it was him. Her arms found their way around his neck to intertwine on the side that had no wound and squeeze him to her. The pained expression left her and she seemed to be calm in her sleep while he held her.
 
When he picked her up he was surprised when he felt her wrapping her arms around him. At first he was afraid that it was another attempt to bite him, but when that didn't happen he managed to relax. It was still very strange to him and he didn't know why she was doing it in her sleep. He carried her out to the car and carefully laid her in the back seat, forcing her to let go of him. He'd noticed how calm she looked and it made him think. Deep down it was adding more evidence that she was really Olivia.

Once he got her settled in the back of the car he went back into the apartment and made sure it was clean and that it looked like no one had been there so the next hunter to come along could use it as their safe house. He then went to the car and drove them through the city. He took them to the outskirts where they would have a have a house that was a little separated from the houses nearby. It was still part of a neighborhood though and there were places to go. Eventually he would let her out more, once he could trust her. He parked in the garage and closed the door before getting her out of the car and carrying her to her new bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and closed the door while he went to unpack everything from the car.
 
With him close to her while he carried her she felt herself become so calm that her nightmareish feel became serene and loving. It caused her to sleep the entire time on the way over there. She became slightly uncomfortable with the knowledge that he wasn't touching her but when he opened the door and got her out to take her in the house she fell back into a deeper sleep when he was holding her. When he laid her in the bed she whimpered a little when he let her go but she didn't know that she did it, and wouldn't unless he told her.

Olivia slept for a couple more hours and when she got up she realized that there would be no way she could continue to stay this way. With no emotion she felt like she wasn't actually there and she didn't want it. It amazed her how much she missed her humanity and she hadn't even been away from it for very long. Getting out of the bed she quickly found an over-sized shirt, not paying enough attention to know it if was hers or Leo's, as she walked out of her new room to find him. After looking for a bit she found him in the living room unpacking things. Without looking at him she sat down on the couch.

"Let me fix the mark on your neck." She told him in an almost whisper. "I don't like knowing that you have pain that I have caused. It kills me. I don't know how you do it." She still didn't look at him only stared forward. She didn't want to see what his face looked like, as it would kill her to have to look at it.
 
Leovin took his time getting everything set up in the new house. He unpacked his things in his bedroom and then started working in the living room. There wasn't much, but he wanted to make sure it was all set up nicely before she woke up, so he was deciding what to do with each thing. When he heard the vampire's bedroom door open he looked over at her. She was avoiding his gaze and he was actually surprised that she had come out.

He continued to put things away until he heard her speak. Then he stopped and looked at her again. He didn't say anything for a minute as he tried to process her offer. He slowly moved and sat across from her, staring at her as she still looked away. After a long time he sighed. "Fine, I'll let you fix it. And it is clear to me that you are not going to give up on this Olivia thing and you are not going to respond to anything else, so I've decided to call you Olivia. It doesn't mean I believe you though. It also doesn't change anything between us. You are still mine." He looked at her with a stern expression, wanting to make it clear that his mind wasn't going to change. But it was, slowly.
 
Olivia side smiled after he said he would call her by her actual name, hoping he wouldn't see it. Biting the inside of her cheek to make the smile disappear she looked a little to the right of her at the boxes on the floor. She really didn't care about them, but she still didn't want to look at his face.

Moving up and off of the couch she walked into the bathroom, after it took a couple minutes to find it. Once inside she looked at herself in the mirror. She was pale, but she wasn't as pale as she was and when she lifted her shirt she found out why. She was healing and oddly she didn't mind it. Her life wasn't perfect at the moment, but if he was willing to give a little than so was she. Looking around for a second she was glad to find a washcloth and after she wet it she walked back in, this time she sat next to him on one of the couches on the side with his neck wound. "Leo, I'm sorry." She told him as she scooted as close as she could get without actually touching him. She knew what she was about to do would disgust him, but she couldn't have others see it and wonder why it was there. She definitely didn't want to get him in trouble.

Olivia quickly bit down on her wrist as it would be the easiest place to get enough blood to fix that deep of a wound. With her other hand she peeled away his bandage, instantly feeling worse because of how red it looked around the small holes. "This might sting a little." She told him and placed her wrist over the wound. She figured it would be easier this way and after she removed her wrist she watched as the redness disappeared and the holes quickly closed. It looked like she had never bitten him in the first place. "Okay, it's fixed." She picked up the washcloth and wiped away the excess blood. She still refused to look at him as she got up and returned the washcloth back to the bathroom after rubbing it over her wrist.

She walked out and with her head still lowly down she politely asked him for a bandage. Her blood wouldn't work on her since she had been the one to make the wound on her wrist so it would scar over, but she was glad it was on her instead of him.
 
When she didn't respond and instead just walked away he was confused. He watched her and waited there on the couch to see what she was doing. She spent a little time in the bathroom, but he tried to be patient. As she returned and sat next to him he just listened. He was a little nervous and unsure, but he stayed calm. Her apology threw him off and he stayed as still as he could. He tried not to watch as she bit her own arm and drew her own blood. His body tensed and he found himself holding his breath while she pressed her blood to the bite mark on his neck.

It did sting a little, but after a couple of minutes the pain faded. He couldn't see his neck, but he trusted that she had removed the wound and any scar that might have appeared in the future. He looked at her, surprised that she had actually done that. He slowly stood up. When she asked for a bandage he made his way to where he had first aid supplies and he got her something to use to bandage her wrist. Then he went to the fridge and got one of the blood bags for her since he knew she was likely still fairly weak and losing some of her own blood probably wouldn't help. In the back of his mind he realised that he had learned two things about vampires that hunters hadn't known before. The need for blood from someone who brings them sexual pleasure and their ability to heal bite marks with their blood. He just wasn't sure how he could tell other hunters that he knew without telling them why.
 
Olivia politely took both the first aid supply and the blood bag. She was honestly surprised that he had given her one. Wasn't she supposed to be disgusting and to be on the edge death at all times? Deciding it would be better to not ask why he had given it to her she laid it next to her on the couch while opening the first aid. There were a few bandages, so she could change them out whenever needed, she took one and placed it over her small wrist. It was so large compared to her tiny frame that it easily wrapped itself around to almost touch in the front.

Still without looking at him she took the blood bag and walked slowly into the kitchen, which, like the bathroom, had taken her a bit to find as well. She knew he hated her and it hurt but she didn't want it to get any worse so that was why she went into the kitchen, so he wouldn't have to see or hear her feed. Popping the blood bag with her teeth she drunk only half of it, not wanting to press her luck. The way it tasted and how she felt so much better made her loudly moan. She hoped that Leovin couldn't hear her but the distance was so short that how could he not? Finding a clip to put on the bag she placed it in the fridge and walked back into the living room.
"Please don't make me feel the need to go back in that room, alone and afraid." She whispered to him and started to shake. The feeling of being alone with no one to care for her was finally taking it's real first hit since she became a vampire. It was easy to hear the sadness in her voice and a part of her hoped that he would comfort her because she needed it in the worst way.
 
Leovin didn't watch her bandaging herself. He got up from his seat and started to unpack things again. He heard her going toward the kitchen and he relaxed a little more once she was gone. He was putting the last few things away when he heard her moan in the kitchen. He knew she had to be drinking the blood and he frowned. He hated those reminders that she was a vampire. She wanted him to treat her nicely, but every time he was reminded she was a vampire it made him angry again.

He was done unpacking as she entered the room again. He looked at her and took a seat. Her request was a strange one and he wasn't sure what to think or say to her. He couldn't tell her that things were going to be different. He sighed after a minute and spoke slowly. "I won't be letting you sleep in the same room as me, you will need to sleep in that room. But there is no need for you to be afraid. I'm not about to hurt you. Clearly that hasn't been working. If you are good and do as I say I will be nicer to you. You will earn better treatment. For now you can stay out here with me, though that might be a little dull."
 
Olivia took a deep breath and looked at him as he unpacked the last things. She liked the way he looked when he moved around and was so confident in everything he did. Biting on her bottom lip she crossed the room and before she could second guess herself because of the fear she needed to get over, she sat down beside him on the couch. Clearing her throat lightly she said : "Maybe if I am good and do what you say then you would let me sleep next to you and not all by myself?" She hoped he would at least consider it. If he did she would try on her absolute best to do everything he told her to. She was a few inches from him and as badly as she wanted to turn and look at him, even if only for a second, she wouldn't bring herself to do it. At least not yet.
 
He sighed again at her request and he thought about it. He knew she was looking for something to hope for. He wasn't sure he could give it to her though. What she was asking for was risky. He had to think about the possibility of her acting good for him so she gets the chance to sleep next to him and kill him in his sleep. He felt like a vampire might just be that patient and tricky. After a long pause he very slowly nodded. "Eventually I may let that happen, but not for a while. You will need to earn my trust before I truly consider it." He hoped it was good enough for her, because it was the best she was going to get. He looked away from her and to distract himself he turned on the television and tried to relax. He just hoped he could trust her in a week when he would need to start hunting again and leaving for possibly long periods of time.
 
It wasn't quite the response she was hoping for but she would take what she could get. Olivia was glad that she was no longer 'his slave' even thought she pretty much was. She was happy that he was going to try and see them equally, even though every aspect of her life was in his hands. Sighing, then lightly biting her lip, she looked back and forth from the living room couch to her bedroom. She didn't like that she was so close to the back of the house, but she knew she was for obvious reasons. She didn't know where she wanted to go, but she felt like she was agitating Leo more than anything so she decided for the bedroom. Getting up from her place on the couch, she slowly walked into her bedroom and sat on the bed. She truly wished she had something else to do but she didn't. Crossing her legs under her she looked down at her wrist, wishing she could substitute the bandage for the bracelet she so desperately wanted back.
 
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