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Gifts Ungiven((Raziel99 and Vivid Fizz))

He had waited for her to sit down before he said anything, letting her words echo in his head as me thought up excuses. "It has to be a injection, sadly." He said softly, turning his head and body slightly to face her. "It's a rather fast acting viral agent, from what I have read on it. A few people have died already because of it, so I want to make sure you are safe. I had to have these injections, as well.

"Of course, if you just want to go home, I can take you home, as well. Though, I would prefer not to, since I did promise you good work." He knew she wouldn't argue after that, so he stood, picking up the first syringe and getting the air bubbles out before walking over to her. "I know this will sting a little bit. Just close your eyes and tighten your jaw. It will only be a moment."

He was surprisingly quick with the injection. He slowly slid the arm of her jacket off, letting it hang on her left shoulder, before quickly poking her arm and injecting the vaccine. He put that syringe down on the table, picking up the second one, getting the air bubbles out before injecting her quickly with it. He rubbed it with a cotton ball to get the small drop of blood that escaped, the point of injection completely invisible, though it was probably sore.

"There. All done." He moved to his seat, sitting down and looking at her. "Now, what would you like to have for dinner?"
 
She shivered more and more with each passing second. No. She didn’t want to go home over a stupid shot. If this is what he wanted then she would do it. For her future she had to. It was just a stupid needle. Though it had been a long time since she got this upset over it. When he put the first needle into her skin she bit her lip. This stung quite a bit more than a normal shot. The second one was just as uncomfortable.

As the substance worked in her body, a warmth began to spread from the injection sight. It made her body relax but she rode it off and shrugged the other arm off her jacket. Her shoulders were exposed now. Slowly her chest began to rise and fall faster and her head began to feel clouded. Strange images danced in her head. They were hazy at first but she got the jist of them.

She shook her head and stood up. Her heart raced and she placed a hand on her chest. Her mouth became very dry and she looked over at him when he asked that question. Her eyes traveled over his body but quickly she turned away, looking at the floor.

No! Maria must not think that way about her teacher. “Um. Well… uh, I like cheeseburgers but they aren’t probably on your list of likes.” She gave a soft whimper as that warmth spread down her body and stopped between her legs. A pulsing started there and she actually gasped.

There was something in that syringe! Maria was never this concerned with pleasure and had rarely even been horny in her eighteen years of life.
 
"A cheeseburger..." He mused over that for a long moment before nodding, standing up. "I will admit that I haven't had one in a while, but I think I can get one made for you. I'll be back in a few minutes." He headed towards the door, closing it behind him, leaving her alone with her thoughts and feelings.

He let what had happened to her muse in his mind. The first injection HAD been a vaccine from the virus that was traveling over the people that lived in the mountains, but the second one was a rather strong aphrodisiac that he had made himself. But it wasn't suppose to have become active and make her that needy THAT quickly. She must have been really pent up, or something.

The aphrodisiac was made to bind to the bloodstream, going to every spot that took stimulation, especially the feminine core. Within 10 minutes, she would start to feel the warmth, the wetness and horniness in about 30, with it growing and growing for about a hour until she was nearly mad with need. But it had kicked in nearly instantly for her! He was perplexed as for why, but a reason didn't come to mind.

It was about 15 minutes that he was back at the study, knocking at the door before coming in, holding a plate. "I have your burger." HE called into the room, moving to sit in the chair, giving her the plate. The burger was rather big, bigger than she would find in any restaurant, with lettuce, cheese, everything you would find on a normal cheeseburger.
 
The fifteen minutes had been torture for her. The warmness intensified and she was left, collapsed on the chair and squirming. Her hand grasped herself through her jeans but she pulled it away, appalled at herself. What was going through her mind?! What was going on with her body?! This was driving her completely up the wall with sensation and need. Maria didn’t want this!

Her breathing became rougher and this time she couldn’t stop her hand from rubbing at herself through the thick denim of her pants. Through the material of her bra her nipples stood on end, begging for be touched as well. Her mind raced with thoughts of having the benefactor ravish her. The blonde whimpered.

When he came in she jumped up quickly, hoping that he did not see the show she was giving as she tried to relive herself of that horrible lust. She took the burger in shaking hands, refusing to look at him. One, two, three bites went down quickly. Perhaps too quickly. It didn’t satisfy her the way that she wanted it to though. What she wanted was an entirely different type of meat.

Without looking up from her plate or changing her huddled position she took back in the chair, she asked, “W-what were in those injections?” Her voice was shaking. It was terrible and wonderful all at the same time. It disgusted her. “I think I am having an allergic reaction.”
 
He sat back in his chair as he watched her, his eyes alight, but with worry more than anything. "There wasn't anything in the injections that could have made a allergic reaction. I checked and re-checked the stuff several times to make sure. I've been watching you for a while, I wouldn't have endangered you like that."

His body shifted back in his chair, slightly slouched, his eyes on her. "I have watched you for a long time. You would not believe most of what I would say, especially right now. But I know your ambitions of making it big. And I assure you, you will. That, I would guarantee with my life. But... there is one slight snag with that plan..."

He stood up at that, walking towards her, and kneeling down in front of her chair, actually looking up at her now. "I'm sorry, I never did tell you my name after all these years. I am Alexander. Alexander de la Crux." He reached for her hand and kissed the back of it lightly. Putting her hand down lightly, he continued. "I must warn you, that with the people that you would be dancing for, it may be dangerous. But do not be alarmed with that. As long as you are here, under my protection, you will not be hurt, even a scratch. Now, I have a lot of stuff to tell you, some that will sound outlandish, but it is the truth. If, you are ready to hear it."
 
Maria placed the burger on the table with a sigh. These sensations were completely overruling her want to eat. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Between her legs a wet pool was starting to form, making her panties stick to her vagina uncomfortably. Having a male so close to her was also a huge taunt and she actually whimpered again when he told her that there had been nothing in the syringe that would make her sick.

The fact that he had been watching her for a long time didn’t frighten her as much as it probably should have. Though when he mentioned the snag in the plan, her mind was taken somewhat off of the urge to do naughty things. What could have gone wrong? As he went on, the beautiful blonde sobered a bit. Though she did have to admit that his lips were quite enthralling.

He stood and knelt in front of her. Her face burnt as she stared down at him. The kiss to the back of her hand clouded her mind a little. The feeling being warmer and more tingly than what it normally would have. Alexander was such an awesome, name too. She shook her head roughly and tried to concentrate. The people she would be dancing for were to be dangerous. That certainly was something that she needed to pay attention to.

“What type of dancing will I be doing?” she asked. Her eyebrow quirked. “I assumed that I would be doing something in a theatre. The way you’re putting it makes it sound more intimate than that.” Her brow furrowed and she bit her lip. “I mean, if these men could possibly harm me. Please go on. I want to know.”
 
He could feel her nervousness radiating off of her like how needy she was. And her need would only grow, more and more until she was begging him for help. But he hoped it didn't have to go that far. She was in his hand already, was since she first saw him. He just was a little more... forceful.

"No, you will be dancing in a theater." He said softly, moving a little closer, his back straightening so his face was even with hers, slightly bent forward so it was about a foot away. "But the people, they aren't like what you are use to. They are rather ferocious. And staying the way you are now wouldn't be a good idea. They might just kidnap you if they saw the need to. They are rather impulsive..."

He gave her a soft smile, a smile that flashed his teeth, and with them, his fangs. It would be painfully obvious, but he had her all but stuck in the chair. "I promised you that you wouldn't be hurt. Do not be afraid because I am not what you thought I was."
 
Having him so close to her face made her give a small gasp. Her shoulders rounded and she reeled back. Her breathing was becoming rougher. The urge to learn forward to place her lips across his flashed but she beat it down. No. He wouldn’t want her like that anyway. She was being extremely silly. Again she had to force herself to be more focused on his words as apposed to him.

Kidnapped? What sort of people were these men and why was Alexander doing any sort of business with them? Her mouth went dry. The way she was right now… what did that mean? This was coming to a terrifying head and still, damn it, still she had the overwhelming to ask him to relieve that terrible itch. When he smiled her eyes widened and all she could notice were the fangs.

“What?!” she exclaimed. “What are you?!” Though she knew almost instantly what he was. The fangs, the eyes, the perfect smooth skin; this man was a vampire. The thought was completely insane but there was no other explanation. “What do you mean by how I am?”

Panic mingled in with her arousal, a truly odd mix of emotions. She pressed herself further on the back of the chair, trying to get as far away from him as possible. He had her pinned in that piece of furniture and there was nothing she could do to push him away.
 
She was getting panicked, and that was not a good thing. His mind reached out, trying to give her a calming atmosphere, though he knew that it would be difficult. "Yes, I am a Vampire." He came out and said it. "I got my money over many years. That's why I look the same as when you met me."

He shifted slightly, moving back slightly to give her some air. "You are a unclaimed female. You are single, you man in your life to take care of you. Most of the Vampire males would take that as a open invitation. It is a long story, but you will learn in time." He sighed slightly. "I'm sure you felt the attraction..." He moved back to the other chair. It wasn't in him to force her to do something, even after he gave her no choice. He couldn't just pull her into a strange world.

His breathing was deep and slow, the heat from the fire beating at the both of them. He held himself back at launching at her, though.
 
The air was welcomed and she took in a painful breath. Her mind fuzzed and a somewhat calm feeling came over her but her nerves were still getting the better of her. This was a lot to unload on to her. He was a vampire. The people she would be dancing for were other vampires. The fact that she was a woman with no one she held dear and with no one who had claimed her.

She shifted nervously when he mentioned the attraction. That was very true. She couldn’t deny how very attractive she found him and her lust began to grow. She gave a soft groan and her hand flew over her mouth. Her cheeks took on a dark red color.

The heat from the fireplace was getting intense. Too intense for her. She wanted to start striping her clothes off. As his abilities worked on her, calmness finally set in and all she could feel was the aching need for someone. She looked at him, her chest rising and falling quickly.

“S-s-so,” she started, “How should I protect myself from them?”

The beautiful woman stood and began to pace, attempting to dispel the growing desperation. A spot actually appeared through her jeans.
 
She was finally starting to calm down. He knew it was a lot for her to take in all at once, but it wasn't like there was a lot of time to tell her, without getting denied by her. She was starting to pace, and he could smell her arousal. He shook his head quickly to get rid of the animalistic urges his own body pulled, his fangs growing out.

"You need to be claimed, that would be the biggest thing that would stop them." He said softly, closing his eyes as he tried to clear his mind of the thought of ravaging her. He had to remember, she was still a virgin, and he didn't want to hurt her. "You feel like you're in heat, almost like a animal. It's natural because of the virus. It's how it passes along. So, of course you would feel it from the vaccine. But, it is to a much lesser degree than what the virus would have done."

He stood slowly, walking over to her, his arms reaching and pulling her needy body against his own, her softer one, fitting perfectly against his stronger one. "Let me help you get rid of it."
 
Maria didn’t want to enjoy it when she was pulled against him but her body screamed for him as their bodies met. He wasn’t cold like she assumed he would be. He was warm, making her body far to hot for her clothes. He had been right. She felt like she belonged in the discovery channel, like one of those lionesses that stuck their hindquarters in the air and waited for some male to mount their bodies.

Instead of pushing him away like she wanted to, her hand reached back and touched the side of his face. Her chest rose up and down rapidly. Her head played around with his offer. What did he mean by that? The poor naïve girl was so muddled and aroused.

“How will you do that?” she asked in a dreamy tone. The beautiful blonde was feeling more amorous and her hand started to caress the side of his face. “I am not sure how you can.” She clamped her legs together tightly and squirmed a little, giving a soft moan and not caring if he heard. “You’re not going to change me into a vampire, are you?”
 
He pulled her closer to him, he could feel every little pulse of need that was coming off of her, and he lightly kissed her forehead. "You know what I'm going to do to help you with it. There isn't another way with that." He slowly kissed down the side of her cheek, near her lips. "And no, I'm not going to change you into a vampire. Not yet. I will leave that decision with you. Though you have more than enough time to change your mind either way."

His lips met hers then, cutting off the soft, alluring sounds of his voice as his lips brushed against hers, such a light and passionate touch. He pulled back after a moment, his arms easily lifting her up, carrying her out of the room, heading upstairs. "I will be gentle." He whispered to her, nipping at her neck very lightly. "I promise you will enjoy it. And with this, you will be safe from those that may try to take you away..."

The door opened on its own, and he slowly walked in, moving to lay her down on the bed, although he gave her more than enough time to protest.
 
His kisses against her cheek made her breathing faster. He was teasing her. She pouted out her bottom lip. His words didn’t matter any more. All that she cared about was him taking care of that building pressure of want and desire. She was his for that moment as his concoction swam through her bloodstream. Finally his lips came in contact with her and that lust screamed at her to be taken care of.

Willingly she let him pick her body up. In fact, as he carried her, she tilted her head up to softly kiss at the nape of her neck. They were small, innocent pecks of someone who wasn’t completely sure what would feel good. Sex had never really been an important thing to the woman. Though she stopped as he began to nip at her own. It send little pulses of pleasure through her and she cooed into his ear.

“I want to be safe,” she said. The bed felt good beneath her body. She looked up at him. Her eyes were clouded from the need. Her body wanted more of him. Whatever resistance she could muster was squashed before it could come out of her lips. “Please, make me safe. I trust you…”
 
She was getting more and more willing by the moment for him to take her, and he was glad. Her teasing kisses on his neck was almost all he could stand, almost taking her right there in the hallway. But, he made it to her bedroom, having laid her down and blanketing her body.

Her words awoke a fire within him, burning in heated passion for her. His lips found hers, kissing her deeply and passionately. Though he never stopped being gentle with her. His fingers traced up her arms, then down her sides, before getting a light hold on the lip of her shirt. He was slow to slide it up, but soon her shirt was off her body, exposing her skin to him. HE could feel her head even through his own clothes, and it made him hotter, a little harder to hold back the animalistic need. He sat up, hands going up and untying the cape that he was wearing, letting it fall off the bed.
 
His kisses were simply delicious. The need in her body grew until she was writhing from how badly she wanted his body to slide into hers. Her heart beat rapidly as his hands traced her limbs; the man was completely intoxicating. She had not noticed her shirt being removed until the cool air hit her skin. Her bra was pink and made from a see through material. Rosy nipples, hard and pointed, pushed against the fabric.

Her eyes watched him and she brought up her hands boldly to start undoing his shirt, trembling digits. She hadn’t asked to do so but oh, she just wanted to see that milky skin of his.She wanted to kiss, caress, and bite it. Gently she tried to push it from his shoulders.
 
After taking off his cape, he was unbuttoning his shirt, and she had sat up to help him out with it. He smiled at her, his fingers moving the front of the shirt aside to make it easier for her to slide it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. His hands moved up her arms slowly, diving over her shoulder and reaching for the clasp of her bra. His nimble fingers easily unsnapped it, pulling her bra off and releasing the swells of her breasts. He leaned forward, kissing her deeply as he laid her back, pulling her hot body against his own.
 
Her hands traveled his body. It was such a glorious body to her. His skin was perfection and there was obvious strength in his form. A ripple of excitement went through her and she could not stop herself from pressing her mouth to his chest, sucking and kissing gently as he removed her bra. Her firm breasts were freed with a few quick movements.

She was pulled into a kiss by him. Another kiss that seemed to shoot strait to her private parts. With ease she was lowered to the mattress. Her hand moved down to her own pants she and she began to unbutton them, pulling them down to reveal her soaked panties.
 
She was moving her pants off, he could smell her wetness and arousal, and it mate his fangs grow out even more, making his gums hurt slightly from the need in him. His lips broke from hers, slowly kissing down her cheek to her neck as his hands slid up her sides to cup her breasts. His palms were gentle on her breasts, though firm enough that their play wouldn't go unnoticed even if her skin wasn't as sensitive. His thumbs found her peaks, gently rubbing them and rolling them around.
 
She gasped as he moved his mouth downward on her neck. His pinching caused waves of pleasure to go through her body. Quickly she kicked off her jeans. Her panties were made of the same material of her bra and so wet that they were sticking against the curve of her genitals. She was completely hairless from her waist down; getting waxed was much easier to managed than shaving continuously.

Her hands reached out as he played with her to undo his pants.
 
The smell of her sweet fluids made him groan slightly as his lips slowly kissed down from her neck down her chest. His left hand left her breast as his lips reached it, slowly kissing up the swell before reaching her peak. His tongue came out to flick it lightly before his lips gently wrapped around it. His tongue flicked teasingly, his teeth very lightly grazing it. His left hand traveled down her stomach slowly, before his fingers rested at the line of her panties.
 
The urge in her became much, much stronger as his kisses moved lower. Her hands no longer could get to his pants as he moved downward and a whimper came from her. All she could do was make noises. Actual words died on her tongue as soon as she tried to form them. He was right. She did feel like an animal in heat. When his mouth wrapped around her nipple and began to suck and lick at it, she let out a groan. Beneath him she writhed. Her head swam and her eyes opened but closed again. His hands moved down as well, resting at her panties. God, yes! She wanted him to touch her there; through her panties. Her pussy was positively dripping and throbbing in need.

“Please,” she managed in a whisper. “I, mmmm, need it. Please.”
 
He smiled as he felt her writhing, heard her words begging him to continue and give it to her. He would be slow about it, but she would get everything she wanted from him. His tongue flicked faster on her peak, gently nipping before his lips let it go. His fingers finally slid down, sliding into her panties and slowly stroking over the lips of her core, feeling how wet she was. Soon, they stroked her lips open, spreading them slowly, a finger finding her swollen clit and rubbing that fast for her.
 
Her entire body stretched out, head leaned back and back arched. Her hand came up to run through her curls and she tugged them gently as the pleasure went through her. This man had shown her the passion for dance and now he was showing her a whole new passion. If she were of sound mind, she might have wondered if this had been planned out all along. But she wasn’t. Her body was in a craze.

Then finally, finally his fingers slid into her panties. The touch against her lower skin made her arch more. It was such a teasing motion, only intensifying her need. Her legs fell open farther. When his fingers began to stroke her clit, she moaned loudly. Her hips moved up again down against his hand.

“That’s good,” she muttered.
 
Her arching back and whimpering words made him smile, his lips kissing and nipping lightly over her stomach. His finger was rubbing her clit, faster, and faster, but soon it pulled away from it. Instead, it slid down, slowly rimming around her hot and awaiting entrance, before slowly sliding in, eventually going all the way in. He did some slow, long thrusts with it, before burying it in there, and gently pressing his finger into her g-spot.
 
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