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Returning Home (UK_Guy_RP & Loneiysong)

That last question gave Nicholas some relief, he knew now that this creature was not totally aware of the situation and that had missed the significance of the observation this afternoon. It also gave him an edge, after all Witches were the most feared of the supernatural. Creatures like the Vampyre, the lycanthropes had abilities; Demons had powers but were always vulnerable to banishing and binding. Witches, they there the most powerful, the ability to control elements, create potions, control humans and other beings through emotions or illusions, bind and control demons. No one was more feared and powerful; they were tied directly to the Source and had access to all magic than underpinned all the other supernatural beings.

He lifted the bag higher, and flipped the flap over freeing the edge of the Tome. “You know what I did in Prague, I am just shocked that they let one of you after me… in this realm, I must have fucked someone’s plans very badly! “

His mind raced, he had assumed the people in Prague were Brotherhood, the human hunters of all Were-creatures, but setting a Demon on him, hunting him means he had stumbled over something else entirely… perhaps a plot or a scheme of Other world or Demonic origin.
He pulled out the Tome from the bag, it was warm and light in his hand and he knew it welcomed his touch. He knew he could not use it, it would be impossible for him to channel such magic but perhaps this would cause this Disciplinary to back down. After all the demon’s information was bad and it would need to report back to its owners with this. Choosing not to reveal the exact relationship of the Tome’s owner for fear of giving away his trump card. “This is my Ally’s Tome, look upon its aura, does it burn those pretty eyes of yours, Demon? You think that you dare cross me until you know more about who I am allied to? She would bind you in a heartbeat, command you to my hairy balls… what would that do for you?”
 
He glared at the man as he lifted the bag higher. Jack almost fell over laughing when he moved the flap up to reveal a Stephen King novel borrowed from the library. It was an ancient defense mechanism of tomes when not in the hands on their witch. The book was "Carrie". He looked at Nick and pursed his feminine lips. He smiled and then looked at him. Leveling his gun at his head he shook his head. "If you move or do or try anything, I will blow your brains out." He said unaffected by his threats. Gripping his wrist he saw him making love to the witch and then the ground swallowing the witch up. Backing up, he smiled.

"Your witch is indesposed until the next full moon. That means that your threats are empty." He laughed and pointed the gun at Nicks foot and shot. THe bullets he was packing was pure silver. He laughed. "Consider that next time you want to lie to me. The woman is your bitch, and that is more than an ally. You lie to me, I make you watch while I shoot her in the foot. Keep your identity hidden, and maybe you won't see me again." He growled and then turned walking away across the street. No human heard the gunshot or saw him put the gun away. He moved up to his car with no rush and opened the door. Raising his hand, he waved adn got in and shut the car, but the car didn't move. Nor did he. He just sat and continued to watch.
 
He swears silently as the book ruse fails to deliver the intended result, the bluff called and he sees the creature there read him like a book, understanding all that has transpired in the garden and the significance of the activities and act. He looks at the gun, surly lethal to him at this range and with described load truly so. He smiles slightly glad the brotherhood in Prague had not been so well equipped.

He stays silent noting everything about the car, the creature before him, the strange look it carries and the curves and contours, the lack of scent and the glittering eyes. He wanted to record every detail as this as surely a force to be reckoned with and he needs to understand what Prague has brought him into. As a primary for the pack, lone and out to protect their lives and secrets, he needed to understand this and report back.

He did not flinch at the shot so close to him, he had been shot at too many times to worry about misses but he made sure he knew where the bullet ended, it would help with his investigation when I retrieved it later. He nodded his agreement and watched this creature move to the car, wave and sit watching him. He picked up his items and this time walked away, slowly with his back turned, not in stupidity but to show he was not afraid, he felt like an uneasy truce might have been called but he was not sure.

The Hyatt welcomed him as they would anyone who carried the credentials he presented and he was taken to his room where the luggage was already awaiting him. Checking his watch he had time for a shower and rest before the night and he debated whether he should dine or hunt tonight. He also thought of his mate and whether she was aware of this strange happening, he suspected she did.
 
Elena, deep in the earth, gasped as tears rolled down her face feeling a sudden sharp pain in her foot. Their souls were mated and she felt everything he did. A vine quickly snaked out and caught the foot that was troubling her and began to rub its own aloe on her. The vine soothed her back into her sleep. Her body was naked. Vines and other elements had taken them away so she was as naked as a babe in the womb of earth. Surrounded by a small puddle of water that served as her source of nutrients and satiation. She was aware of what was happening to her lover, how he was being hunted.

When he got back to the room. The time still in its disguise began to buzz at nick. It was more of an incistant him that beconed him to pick the book up and read it. She was trying to relay a message for him. Let him know that she was still there and he was never alone.
 
He limped into the room, grateful that the amount of money he had paid for the room ensured total privacy and that the owners would look the other way to men limping in trailing blood through their foyer. He knew they knew where he was now and he had to remain calm, clearly there was something going on to which he was not a party. He sat on the bed and removed his hunting knife from the hidden part of his luggage, he cut the shoe away at the sole and examined his foot, it was intensely painful, the silver burning within the wound and it kept all his control from crying out.

He felt the book humming away, begging his attention and handling. He opened the flap and moved it out the bag carefully turning it over and over in his hands as the power it contained bathed him like warm waves of light and the scent of her was upon it. Even without opening it, he felt comforted by its presence and in extension hers as well. He lifted the cover and watched it fall open at the page it had chosen for itself and he looked upon it, wondering what it was about to impart.
 
The book was still in its guise. As he let it fall open, the pages were blank. But as if she was writing, it said, "You are not alone. I am here. Be careful my love. Take care of yourself." The pain in his foot began to fade as she used the book as a channel to relieve his pain. She would have to be present in body to actually heal it. She missed him so much. Her spirit cried out to him. She missed him.

The earth sensed her need and put her into a deeper sleep. The words went blank. But the elements sent out a sprite. It was a water element. She disguised herself as a tall willowy woman. She knocked on his door. She wore the old sign for water around her neck and wore a silky dress. Her hair was platinum blond and fell down her back in soft ringlets. She looked at the peephole with bluer eyes than Elena.
 
He reads the words and his relief whelms in his throat, he knows she is safe and she is there away from that crazy demon. He sighs the wave of pain hits him, and he looks at the messed up foot. His instinct is to shift to wolf and lick the wound but he needs to stay focused on all this.

As he watched the words fade away, the relief in his foot builds, he knows it is her and her powers.his gratitude projected back to her in her restive state.

The knock at the door surprises him and that worries him. He should be sharper and more alert, he knows the silver is slowly poisoning him and if not relieved soon may kill him. He has contacts here but to lead that Demon to them and he will not endanger the pack. Walking to the door with his hunting knife, he peers through and see the creature, again magic for certain. But the element sign marks her as Elena's. He opens the door and wordlessly let's her inside
 
The girl stepped in. She was wearing flip flops and looks at his foot. "That is silver, get on the bed." Elementals weren't known for their particular friendliness. Water looked out the window and then looked back at him and smiled. "Your mate is very worried, and until she is once again at rest, our work cannot be done by this full moon so get on the bed." She sighed adn waited for him. When he was on the bed, she took off his shoe and saw the hole in his foot and then shook her head. Reaching out, her hand turned to its liquid form and then began to reach into the wound and purge the blood from silver.

She soon pulled out a bullet and then tossed it to the side and stood up. Frowning, she looked at him. "Stay safe, I do not want to come back here. Wrap your wound and cleanse it before. And stay out of the way of a gun." She turned and walked away disappearing after she shut the door.
 
He lies back,marvelling at that, she was gorgeous and walked in tended to him and disappeared.he chuckled thinking back at the pack to tell the others an elemental tended him...Fuck that would be funny.

But the mission was now clear, there was powers here that could manifest demons, provide magical items such as the ring and had access to supernatural weapons. He had to report back, even if killed now he had to report back that something was making a play in the delicately balanced game of the supernatural. He was their operative, tasked with protection of the species. He was use to killing rogues or human hunters, not the politics of the other creatures and other world.

He shifts finally to clean his wounds, the licking brings natural relief... then he sleeps and with it dreams of her, alone in the earth.
 
Elena smiled feeling the pain in his foot being relieved. She eased down and was more closely enclosed in thick earth. She shut her eyes and smiled softly.

Jack looked up and frowned. He saw the elemental. He grinned and lit another cigarette. "The bitch is strong. This is good." He said to himself softly. He then thought of the elemental and bit his lip. Ohh he had too long not had the feel of flesh against his own. He then looked to the driver and nodded. The driver moved to the hotel that they were staying at. Jack had his own room and then looked at himself in teh mirror.

Taking off his clothes he sighed as his wings spread out. He was adrogynous. He was an angel. He sighed and moved to the bed and then laid down on his stomach adn shut his eyes falling asleep.
 
He felt relieved and the pain disappeared as that creature tended to him, the feel of her touch had aroused him he realised and he felt a touch of guilt at such thoughts. A creature of his daughters making and her act of kindness making him hard. When he had shifted and licked the wound clean he returned to his human form, naked and tired.

He knew he should report but he was too tired to think clearly and wanted to consider who this information should be relayed to. He was worried what ever was happening was out of his understanding and there were factions and packs that would use this for their own gain rather than the safety of them all as a race.

He slept and dreamt of her and that elemental, what a dream he had.. it was wild and disturbing. His daughter and the elemental kissing and touching him sometimes they merged and split apart. Some she was water and the elemental solid as flesh other times he drank of one or the other. He hardened in his sleep as he rolled on one side, calling her name into the pillow searching her out though she was in the bosom of the earth. A hand found his cock in his sleep and worked the shaft, withdrawing the foreskin.
 
Elena shifted and arched. She could almost feel his hot dick being placed against her pussy. Her body instantly became wet. Using a bit of energy, she materialized a specter version of herself in his room. She was almost solid but if gripped too tightly, she was transparent. Opening her eyes, she smiled seeing her own fathers cock.

"daddy you are uncut?" She stood up from the chair and ran her hand along his cock and laid in bed beside him. She was naked and her form was like she remembered it, not how it was in the earth. Looking up at him, she gently stroked his foreskin and bit her lip and arched her hips. "Daddy, I miss you so much. I am so horny for you. I feel we have been separated for far too long." She whispered softly. "My body aches for you."

Opening her eyes she raised her hand and touched his cheek. "Tell me the full moon is soon. Please tell me I don't have to wait for your touch very much longer." She whispered softly to him wanting to feel him, but in this form she couldnt. Not really.
 
He feels the lightest of touches on his cock and sighs, roiling on his back in the bed. The gentle hands that feels like a breeze working the skin of his uncut cock . At first he thinks he is dreaming but the voice awakens him and he sighs with pleasure.

“umm baby.. its full moon tonight.. I need you too, I need to feel you and kiss you and hold you so tight… pleasure me baby.. make me come, that hand feels like silk about my shaft..” He imagines his daughter there slowly working his thick shaft and the lightest of fingers to stroke his chest and face…
 
"Good." She smiled and began to work her hand against him slowly building up speed. "Daddy will you look for me?" She asked. Something in her was afraid that she would be lonely and vulnerable tonight. Elena leaned against him hungry for his touch. Pressing her thumb against his foreskin, she smiled resting her face against his neck.

"I have never seen one uncut before. Are many werewolves uncut?" She asked as her hand worked harder and faster between them. Her body in the earth began to get wet with need. The earth felt this and pressed a wide vine against her pussy stroking it it, trying to relieve the pressure, but nothing of the elements would penetrate her new body on the full moon. Whimpering Elena shifted and pessed against walls that were too tight around her. She was going to be born again and the earth was treating her like a babe in a womb.

The ghostly Elena smiled and sighed. "When I see you next, I do not expect to be out of your company any time soon."
 
He sighs as he feels the skin moving under her transparent hand, her grip so perfect as he listens to her talk to him, he is yearning for her. "Yes.. darling girl.. I will seek you as soon as the moon lifts from the suns veil.."

I feel the cool press of her spirit on me and i sigh, longing to smell her and taste her again.." I am uncut as that is the fashion in England, it is dependent on the culture but were we birth our own, we do not shed what nature provided. "

THe speed and the words, the feeling of her soul touching him, he shivers and sprays his seed on the expensive covers.. the white platters soaking into expensive dark cotton covers. He sighs, "ill never let you part from me, we are bonded forever.."

He drifts off into blissful sleep, to awake that afternoon. He dresses and takes his knives this time, he needs to arrange a gun too but has not had the time. He steps out the hotel and sniffs and observes, he knows he will be watched
 
She smiled adn then looked at him. She saw that he was pleased. She bit her lip and continued to watch him. "I like it, I would like to explore it more." She purred and bit her lip. She continued to watch him as he arched his back and moaned as he shot his load. Laying down she began to disappear once he began to fall asleep. "I will not let you part from me." She said in a joking manner.

Eyes were on him. Jack was watching sitting in one of the patio chairs in front of the motel. He was smoking and looked at him. "I really don't want to spend my full moon keeping an eye on you and watching you fuck the brains out of your bitch, so I will make you a deal. Don't show any human what you are, don't attack any human, and you should be fine." He stuck his hand out. "Deal?"

As the sun began to set, she curled her toes and gasped as she was pressed against on all sides. It was more like the earth was consuming her. She gasped adn felt a vague pushing on all sides. She gasped as she was dropped off into a lake. She looked up as the full moon shone on her body. She groaned exhausted and drank from the water. Feeling her energy and life filling her body from the moon, she stood up and stretched her arms above her head and waded out into the water to wash her body in the warm waters and sighed softly not sure where she was, but that she should wait.
 
He looks at Jack, sitting there in his expensive suit wearing that ring again and smoking and grinning at him.this bastard shot him and threatened his daughter, he would dearly love to kill him. He knows that is impossible and so he walks over and shake the offered hand. He observes closely trying to judge this demon, but it is not clear to him what it is.

"What if they attack us? If I kill in self defence?"

He steps close to this creature, "if you care about the discovery of us..You would deal with the brotherhood, they know what we are and use it to hunt us, that is what is revealing us."
 
"Don't kill a human." Jack said over his shoulder. He smiled and continued to walk away. "We are dealing with the Brotherhood in our own way. You defend yourself and if one of the humans attacks you, you call my phone number." He reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a card. It was for an organization called 'The Order'. If you need help, or feel you are a potential compromising position, call." He turned and walked away. He moved to his car and got in. "Defend all you want, don't kill. Use your bitch if you have to."

He started the car and then smiled and looked at him. He backed up and sped away. His cigarette dangling in his lips. He continued to drive without looking back. The rules were set and would either be followed or not.
 
"What is the order? Who are they alligned to? "

He takes the card and turns it over and over, the card shimmers in his hand. The order the creature said, the order, he thinks he had never heard of it. In 20 years of fighting and protecting the packs of Europe, the order had never been mentioned. He stands there, trying to make sure he knows the rules, no killing, no revealing and call the number if he needs to. He cannot imagine when he would need this arrogant thing.

"Thanks I think" he calls and arranges a cab to take him to the gardens. The Sun had dropped under the horizon by the time he reached the gardens, he found the path and walked there, back to her and the special place.
 
She was not there. She was in a stream a ways away bathing in the moonlight. She was enjoying the feeling of the electric water rolling over her skin. Her back was to the only entrance. Her body was different. Elena was more curvy and designed to meet the wants and needs of both the magic she was now a vessel for but also her mate. She ran a hand down her smooth body and leaned her head head back and moaned to the moon. It was a soft noise of her calling her mate and lover. her body began to chill. Her nipples were hardening. She was ready, but where was he? He said he would come.

Her hair had grown out and had become curly. It had streaks that changed colors of her elements. A flaming red, a rich green, a soft blue, a bright yellow, and a purple for spirit. She shut her eyes listening and waiting. Waiting for him. Her mate. Her lover. Her body was calling out for him. Looking up at the moon she felt tears brim her eyes. He had not come.

Moving to the shore, she sat down and began to cry pulling her knees close to her chest and began to cry hard. So hard that it began to rain violently. She shivered her body becoming colder and colder. She continued to wail gripping her now longer and toned shapely legs closer and shivered harder.
 
He paused at the entrance to the grove, the place was still and he could feel her presence here. The noise of her call informed him.whee to go and he walked there with urgent fast paced movement. He considered shifting but he wants to be able to talk to her and communicate. As he moves close the scent of her overwhelms him, she is changed and perfected for him. He can tell that the magic wants them together and is facilitating this, it had formed her to his soul mate.

He stepped into the clearing and sees her back, the body is perfect and her hair longer and shining in the moon light.at the sound of her sobbing, he speaks.

"Elena, my life my love my child.I'm here..."
 
She stopped and looked up blinking through the rain. Standing up, she turned to him and then smiled and wrapped her arms tightly around him and gripped him close and sighed. "Oh daddy, I missed you so much." She gripped him tightly. Her breasts were even a little bit larger. Her pussy was bare as well as her legs. She held him tighter and then leaned back. Looking into his eyes, she smiled and then ran her fingers through his hair. "I missed you my love, I thought you wouldn't come." She whispered softly leaning close.

Elena looked into his eyes her lips inches away. They begged to be kissed. She leaned her head forward and ran her lips over his and shut her eyes kissing him softly. She then deepened the kiss, slowly dissolving into it. She sighed. Looking up at the full moon she smiled. "Thank you for bringing my lover back to me." She whispered softly and then nuzzled his neck and shut her eyes. "I was so afraid, you were hurt, I wanted to go to you." She stroked his back up and down. She was wet both from the bathing and the rain that had begun to clear up.
 
He feels her in his arms finally, the embrace of his only daughter as she holds him. Her body pressed to his and the feel of firm and new body rubbing on his clothes the wetness from the rain and stream, soaking them and the clothing melts to the floor as if washed from my body.The use of the word ‘daddy’ inflames me as you rub our now naked bodies together. I feel my cock harden as we kiss as lovers the tip extending from the sheath as our tongues move together and our bodies entwine. His hands all over you back and buttocks as they press together, the separation being over.

I break for a moment and look at you, “what happened there.. did you dream?” He holds your shoulders and looks into his daughters eyes in a face so beautiful it makes him want to cry. The moment here is perfect, they are safe and lone, no transgressors should be able to enter and no words they speak can be over heard. His mind is on fire with desire and also with thoughts of the encounters today, the shooting and the deal he had to make with that creature.
 
Elena sighed and groaned softly. She sighed and then looked at his clothes as they melted off and she smiled. She kissed along his jaw and reached down between them and spread her pussy lips and angled her hips just so he would be able to slip the head in and go from there where he wanted. She moaned feeling his warm hands over his back and smiled. "Ohh I missed your touch more than anything." She whispered softly to him. She smiled and then looked at him.

"What happened in the earth was truly a mystical experience. I didn't dream, I saw. There were so many things that I saw. I saw you, I saw several groups, all working forward to different goals. Those that were bound more closer to others than some." She smiled and watched him. She frowned seeing hsi face and stroked down his jaw and cheek. "Something troubles my love. Tell me." She whispered and kissed his lips stepping closer feeling that now naked cock reach deeper into her moist but very warm pussy and smiled.

"Let us find solace in each others arms under this beautiful full moon."
 
He embraced her and felt her legs move and open to him, his hands slipped below her backside and lifted her up. Feeling her body turn inwards to accept him and his hard human cock. He looked into her eyes as he lowered her down onto his cock as he stood there, bare foot in the dirt under the largest whitest moon he had seen in years, the power of the moonlight sung to him, his hair rose and the blood in his veins rejoiced. This was being alive, this moment to worship the Moon as, she required her children to do every 4 weeks. He threw back his head and howled one long lone note of joy and praise, of happiness and completion.

“I have missed you my child, to take you now as my mate as equals as lovers, under the Moon Goddess and accept her blessing at our union. “ I push in hard and deep, feeling her prepared hole accept him with the love and warmth inside her. “First we consummate this as human and then we can discuss the importance of today.”
 
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