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Gifts Ungiven((Raziel99 and Vivid Fizz))

He smiled as she slowly laid kisses over them, his fingers gently trailing over her skin. He kissed her forehead lightly, holding her a little closer, listening to her question, laughing slightly. "We are a little different than humans to what we want to see." He lifted her head lightly so he could look into her eyes. "Vampires are not one for choreographic dances. It has no heart, no soul. I know that you are a wonderful dancer with no lines, no guides. You will be wonderful."

He let out a soft sigh, eyes closing. "You have no reason to be afraid of me." He whispered to her. "If there is anyone on the world that won't hurt you, it's me."
 
Freestyle ballet? The idea sent a quirky little tilt to the edge of her lips. Yet he did have a point. Without the restrictions of guidelines she could be as free as she wanted to be in her dance. There was something very appealing to that. For a moment she had forgotten that he could peak into her thoughts and was stunned when he said that she had no reason to fear him.

She bit her lip and buried her head in the nape of his neck, nuzzling there. “This is just a lot for me to take in,” she admitted to him. “Last night I found out that a mythical legend was real and not only real but had an interest in me. I think I just need some time to adjust. That’s all.”

There were also many aspects about him that she wasn’t afraid of. Like the way he made her body feel and how nice it was to be held by him. He was a kind man that had given her the opportunity to pursue her talents. There was much to adore about him.

She kissed at his neck softly to try and take his mind off of her fear.
 
He smiled as he looked into her thoughts, seeing that there were many things of him that didn't make her afraid, and he kissed her forehead. Her kiss on his neck made him gasp slightly, and he bared his neck for her.

"I am nothing nearly mythical." He whispered. "Just been in hiding, waiting... for you." He blushed slightly at the admonition. But he figured he would have to go on. "Every vampire has one person in a lifetime they should be with. That they look for for their whole life. There is no substitute to them. And... I found mine." He held her closer to him, nuzzling against her.

He couldn't help but smile as he remembered something. "I have a place we can go to tomorrow night, a place I think you would love."
 
Her face turned red at his admission. No one had ever told her something so touching before. She smiled and looked up at him. Her eyes shining with an emotion she never quite felt before. It was exciting and made her heart race. Perhaps not love, at least not the romantic kind yet, but it was something. A little spark that warmed her and made her feel more at ease with him. This was like every girl’s fantasy since Twilight came out.

For a second she wondered if he sparkled and had a tragic past.

As he leant back his head she continued her kisses along his neck, adding small bites and firm sucks to her attentions. She looked up at him as she worked. Her eyes never left his as he spoke.

“What place did you have in mind?” she asked before going back to bite and kiss at his neck, moving downwards to pepper his chest. Arousal started to pique inside of her loins and made her whole body hot.
 
Her kissing and affections over his neck was making him groan and moan quietly, his eyes closed as he bared it for her affections. His hands were lightly on her back, one sliding up to eventually hold her head to him. He heard her question, and couldn't help a soft laugh through a moan. "You'll have to wait and see."

Her teasings and nippings were making him hot, his length getting hard once more. He could feel her lightly pressing against it, and he pulsed slightly there, needily. His mind went into hers, putting rather seducing images into her mind. Images of them having sex, but in almost every position possible: missionary, doggy, her on top, even some things like in the shower... even while flying.
 
She could feel him become hard against her body and it made her work harder. Something had caused her mind to spin into a sexual frenzy. All she wanted to do was please him. She moved her body so she was straddling his waist.

“I guess I’ll have to wait,” the beautiful girl pouted playfully.

Without really trying, she delved into his mind, making her gasp. The thoughts going through his head were much more adventurous than what she had running through her mind. Her face flushed so deeply that it crept down to the other parts of her body.

“Oh, dear…” she muttered. “Mmmm… you certainly do have some very interesting thoughts, mister.”
 
She straddled him, and he gently rubbed his hips against her, letting her feel what she had done to him. Then he felt her delving into his mind, and he smiled at her blush and words. "You learn fast. That wasn't all for one time. Though, we can do quite a bit at once if you wanted." He sat up slightly, catching her lips with his in a deep kiss.

His hips found her hot entrance, and after rubbing himself lightly against her for a moment, he moved up, sliding his hard member into her with a long moan. Falling back onto the bed again, he looked up at her with shining eyes. "Command me, Cara Mia." He whispered, eyes never wavering. "I am your puppet."
 
Maria let out a sharp gasp as he entered her. She was still slightly sore from the night before and having that hard, thick length shoved inside of her caused a ripple of delightful pain to go through her. The beautiful ballerina bit her lip and began to rock her hips against him, moving him in and out of her body. It felt so good. Slowly she began to roll her hips, moaning as he hit a spot inside of her.

She had never been given such control before. A thrill went through her but she was completely unsure what to do. Yes. She had fantasized as a young woman did but unlike the other girls, she hadn’t acted on her urges. Sex had never been that important. Now she wished that she had at least paged through some trashy romance novels. What did a lusty young woman as of a dark god?

As she thought her movements became more awkward. She wasn’t sure what to do or what to ask of her. She then realized she could go off some of his fantasies her had for her. Maria slid off of him and shifted on the massive bed. She put her pert little ass in the air.

“Let’s try fucking like this,” she said, turning bright red at the thought. She brought up her hand and began to rub her slick slit, moaning loudly.
 
Her movements, ever so erratic, were a blaze on his mind, pulling soft moans from his lips as his eyes closed. It wasn't long before he sat up, kissing her deeply, needily. But soon she moved away, and he was puzzled... until he saw her position, heard her words, her moans as she rubbed herself. He couldn't help but smile as he saw her ass shake slightly, sitting up and moving over to her.

He couldn't help but gently spank her. "First thing, never say 'fucking.' I will never 'fuck' you. Only make love." He bent down, kissing the small of her back, slowly kissing upward, his hips getting closer. As they touched hers, and his lips found her neck, he whispered up to her ear. "And I will always do as you ask or want."

His member easily slid into her, filling her up as he moaned lightly into her ear. His thrusts were slow, getting use to the new position.
 
As his hand came down on her left ass cheek, she let out a surprised gasp. It didn’t hurt, she just wasn’t expecting him to do it. If at all possible, her cheeks turned an even brighter red. Although she didn’t say anything about it a strange thrill had gone through her when his palm made contact with her backside.

A smile crossed her lips at his words. Making love sounded better. It felt better, too. His kisses on her skin sent little bonfires to erupt on her skin. Shivers went through her body as he whispered into her ear. He had given her a lot of power with that statement and it made her head spin.

Maria let out a soft groan as he moved inside of her. He felt larger from this angle and different parts of her were being stroked with his cock. The slowness of his thrusts was driving her truly insane. With a toss of her golden curls, she looked behind her shoulder. Her eyes were heavily lidded from pleasure and her breathing was beginning to roughen.

“That is good,” she managed to whimper. Her head fell back down again. “Faster, oh please, just a little faster.”
 
The look that she had given him, eyes heavy with lust and pleasure as her breathing was rougher, it sent shivers through his body, making him moan slightly as he thrusted in her. Her request didn't go unanswered, and almost immediately his hips started going faster in her, pushing deeper slightly, her tight grip on him mesmerizing to his senses.

HE was bent over her mostly still, and his hands were not without use. While one was there, holding him up, the other easily wrapped around her body, cupping a breast playfully, thumb brushing her nipple as his palm rubbed. His teeth teased her neck, her earlobe, soft groans and moans that she gave him coming from his lips. "You are amazing..." He was able to whisper out to her.

Soon, though, his hand left her breast, pushing her shoulders down so they were on the bed. He wasn't showing dominance, or putting her down, he was just supplementing the position. Her ass in the air now put him buried deeper in her, and he moaned, lightly spanking her again as he thrusted faster.
 
Little moans and gasps of ‘yes’ issued from her lips. Her eyes closed gently as his thrust sped up. If she wasn’t careful she could easily get addicted to the sensation of his hardness sliding in and out of her. A long and low groan escaped her as he began to play with her nipples, his thumb and finger drawing it up into a small point of pleasure. He whispered that she was amazing but she had to disagree. She was only amazing because he was unlocking it inside of her. Though she could scarcely think of anything but the feelings he was causing in her body.

No resistance was made as he pushed her into the bed. She folded her arms and let her head rest on the pillow. With her pert rear in the air, it made his thrusts much deeper. More sensations went through her body and she nearly screamed in her pleasure. Another gentle spank came down on her ass, causing her to call out his name.

“Oh God,” she murmured into the pillow. A wet noise started to sound every time he moved inside of her tightness. Whatever spot he was hitting was obviously giving the ballerina untold sexual bliss. She gripped the sheets. She went back to begging, however. “Please, harder… I feel so amazing!”

Maria wanted more!
 
Every thrust, even little sound drove her further down a road of sexual bliss with her. He might have had the key to unlock how amazing she was, but it was her unbridled passion that made it that way. Her begging and moans came answered, his hips thrusting faster, pushing deeper into her, his moans loud near her ears.

He only got faster, and faster, before he reached his limits, and hot cum filled her as he orgasmed, hard. He thrusted hard and fast a few more times before being spent, laying against her back, holding her to him even in that awkward position. His breath was ragged, heavy pants. But he felt euphoria.

"Just amazing..." He whispered, kissing her shoulder, then her neck. "You are a ball of unbridled passion. I love that about you."
 
Her body soared to new heights of ecstasy as he moved inside of her. He rubbed at her innermost parts and caused her to moan out each time he plunged inside of her. Her pleasure trickled down her thigh. Her mind was a torrent of cloudy passion. All she knew in those hot and sticky moments was that she needed that release, that her body would simply burst without it.

She could hold back any longer. Right as he filled her she let out a loud cry as her own orgasm shook her body. This one was much more powerful than the night before and black dots actually swam in front of her eyes. She gasped as he held her. Her heart was pounding from that delicious rush of sensation.

For a few seconds she remained quiet, reveling in the after euphoria that comes from a great round of sex. She breathed in deeply, noting the scent of her and Alexander mingling together. It made a smile cross her lips and she gave a stretch in his arms. “You were completely and utterly wonderful. I had no idea what sort of things I was missing until you showed them to me.”
 
He was panting heavily, eyes half closed as he tried to catch his breath. His kisses on her neck and shoulder were light, loving, and soon he moved, laying onto the bed and pulling her against his chest. Her words made him blush, and he pulled her closer to him, kissing her lightly.

"You have shown me so much, love. Care, affection, love and heat. I was a empty frame of what I am now before I met you." He kissed her lightly, nipping her lip, pulling her closer to his warmth.

He shifted slightly, and from behind him, wings of black feathers sprouted, moving to wrap around the two of them. They were soft and warm, comfortable. "Sleep. You'll need your energy for in a few days."
 
Maria was completely content in his arms. Her eyes shut softly as her body completely relaxed. A sleepiness began to come over her as she laid against him. Her green orbs shot open when she felt soft feathers against her skin. Black feathers had encased her and she gave a small gasp of shock.

“Oh my,” she muttered softly. Gingerly she placed a finger on one of the feathers and ran it up it’s length. It was large and felt silky. Her heart nearly stopped and she turned her face upwards to look at him. “You’re more of a dark angel than a vampire,” she whispered in awe.

When he told her she should sleep, she pouted a little. She had just woken up! But, her was right, rest was very important now. Not only that but she was actually starting to feel tired. It had been very passionate love making and her body had felt it. This was only her second time at the act after all. A yawn escaped her and she relaxed against him once more.

“You’ll only send me good dreams, won’t you?” she asked sleepily. But before she could hear the answer she was resting soundly, chest rising and falling in a deep, steady manner.
 
Her words made him smile. Him, any sort of angel? No, it couldn't be true... could it? Could Vampires be some sort of fallen that came down to be powerful among the humans? He only thought the wings looked cool and worked well. Either way, he was content, that was what mattered. And her happiness, even more than his content-ness.

She was asleep, her words ringing in his ears, and he smiled. The day would be long, but she seemed deep enough to sleep the whole time through. His wings ruffled slightly as he relaxed, blue eyes closing as he drifted off.

He woke up just before sunset with fire in his veins. He was lustful, needy, and he didn't know why. His mind connected with hers, and realized why: Someone, she was channeling the drug inside her through him, so he felt it. He didn't know if she felt it, but he did. And he was exhilarated, not by how hot he felt, but that her mind was so strong!

He shifted, laying her on the bed and on his wing, moving to sit up slightly. His hand slid down her body, finding her hot core, and slowly stroking it. He found her clit and started rubbing it slowly, his eyes on her face. His body was shifting downward, and as she was starting to wake, he spread her legs, moving between them and laying down, his mouth at her core. His tongue slowly flicked her clit.
 
As he began to stroke her a soft moan came from her lips and she shifted slightly in her sleep. His touch caused wetness between her thighs rather quickly. Slowly she came to. Sensations went through her body and, as she gave a yawn, her back jumped a little. Maria moaned again, rubbing herself against his working mouth. What a way to wake up! The pressure of his tongue against her clit was simply heaven. Her legs fell open completely to give him better access.

“Alexander,” she murmured, gently rubbing her eyes. “That’s… so… good.”

Her juices pooled and trickled down. Every time she woke, he was showing her new heights of passion. It was like releasing her emotion through a wonderful dance. Her hands moved up and down her own body until she was plucking at her nipples, working them into hard and tight knots.
 
Her moaning words made his member bob, hardening further until it was like a piece of iron. His tongue was slow with its flicking, but it got faster, before his lips wrapped around her button, gently sucking on it, his tongue now going wild on her. Her juices were delicious in his mouth, and he soon let go of her clit, tongue moving down to lick at her entrance, drinking up her juices as he teased.

Her hand moved to her breasts, teasing, and soon he couldn't let that happen anymore. He slid up her body, meeting her lips with his the moment he slid into her, deep and somewhat rough from the sexual tension in him, the burning need to claim her, over and over again.

His hands moved up, claiming her breasts, playing and teasing them as his hips thrusted, faster, needy. His mouth took command over hers, tongue swirling around hers, a eloquent dance.
 
Her lips trembled and she groaned, moaned, and cried out as he continued to lavish her slit with that pleasure. When she thought she would burst from the ecstasy he pulled up, pushing his mouth against hers. Her own taste was on her lips. It made the experience that more erotic for her and she kissed him back with just as much passion. He roughly pushed inside of her and she moaned into his mouth.

Her hips met his with urgency. Harder and harder she rolled her hips. Her hands fell away as his went to pinch and play with her round and firm breasts. She drew her fingernails hard down on his back, raking them downwards. She only broke the kiss long enough to get a breath of air before returning her lips to his.

He was driving her to that edge quickly. So quickly. Her hips moved faster and harder than before. Maria needed to cum. She needed it.
 
His moans were muffled against her lips as he felt her hips moving with his, so fast and needy for her pleasure. for THEIR pleasure. His own hips sped up, urged by the raking of her nails down his back, full of passion. She broke the kiss, and he found that excuse enough to bend his head down, teasing her neck lightly before biting down, her hot blood going into his mouth, moaning and eyes rolling back into his head.

He didn't last much longer. He cut his neck and brought her lips to it, holding her there before he orgasmed, thrusting into her roughly as he filled her up with hot cum. He did a few more thrusts to help her through her orgasm before he stayed buried deep, fangs pulling out of her neck, tongue licking the bite to seal it.

"Good morning." He was able to whisper to her.
 
His fangs bit down on to her neck, making her pleasure all that more intense. The rapture of the bite was fogging her head once more and it with ardent fervor that she placed her mouth on the wound he opened for her to drink from. Deeply she drank and in her euphoria it tasted like heaven. It was during this bliss that she reached her climax, with a gush of her fluids. Quickly she tumbled down from that pleasure and she looked up at him, blood trickling down the side of her mouth.

Even with the metallic taste in her mouth she smiled. Her stomach churned only a little this time and her head swam pleasantly. “That was certainly one of the best wake up calls,” she replied softly. This vampire had shown her so much. She licked her lips free of all of his blood before placing a kiss on his neck lightly. “You are going to get me addicted to your body,” she teased.
 
His eyes were half closed from all the pleasure that was going through him. His plan a few days ago had backfired, at leas halfway. She was his, as he wished, but she was able to channel that need through him, even if it was subconsciously. He shuddered as he watched ehr lick the blood off her lips, some sort of sexual angel that came to him.

"I'm already addicted to yours..." HE whispered out, before catching her lips with his, a deep, passionate kiss that he couldn't hold anything back in. It was impossible. But he had to break the kiss, looking into her eyes. "I have to bring this up, now. Have you decided if you want to be a vampire? Because... the next time you drink my blood, the transformation will happen."
 
Maria bit her lip and thought about it. Being a vampire would mean that she would lose many things. Or, at least she thought she would. A sunrise was now something deeply profound to the curly haired girl. She turned her vivid green eyes towards his and thought. Killing to live. Being bound completely to her former patron… so much was running through her mind. She pondered more and still, she could not make up her mind.

“I… I do not know,” she replied softly. “I want to be with you but before I change I want to experience some things as a mortal still but if you offer it again, I don’t know if I will be able to resist.”

She looked away staring at their bodies intertwined with one another. Hers was hot and sticky after the vicious round of rutting they just had while his was still cool. Maria was so confused about everything. This all was a lot for her to take in in such a sort period of time. Her stomach gave a nervous grumble and she blushed.
 
He expected those words from her. His arms held her softly to him, fingers going slowly over her back. "I can understand your hesitation. But we do not kill for sustenance, at least most of us don't." He kissed her softly.

"And the sunrise and set... We can still see it, sometimes. We have to be careful and fast. But it surely is a cherished moment for us." He nipped her lip lightly, pulling a blanket over the two of them. His wings were warm, holding her to him even better, feathers stroking her soft skin.
 
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