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What cannot be lost (me and Anjeru)

He nuzzled against her for a little while. But soon, he could feel the heat in him building up again, and he pressed more against her body. He was hard again, her little touches on his skin stimulating, and he couldn't hold himself back. He flipped her over, bringing her onto her hands and knees, and he got behind her. His hand went to her core, rubbing to stimulate her as he bent over her, nipping and licking over her neck and shoulder.

"I need you." He whispered to her, a hint of a moan and growl in it, as he thrusted into her, a fast one that buried him into her all the way.
 
She enjoyed the nuzzles as well, her body heating under his touches. She could hardly bare it, the way she seemed to be always hungry for him. She gasped as he flipped her over, bracing herself quickly on her hands and knees. Shuddering with pleasure as his hand touches her hot center, which quickly became wet again under his hand.

His words caused her to shudder and then, suddenly, he was inside of her and she cried out with pleasure as he pressed himself deep inside of her without much of preamble. Her walls clenched tightly around his length and she shuddered, her arms shaking, but managing to keep herself up.
 
Her tight grip on him made him moan, but that didn't stop him. He was bent over her, one arm next to hers and the other wrapped around her, just under her breast with his hand kneading her breast. His teeth were gently teasing and playing with her neck as he was thrusting. It wasn't like usual, he was thrusting faster already, burying deep inside her with every thrust, deeper than before from her position. He was almost animalistic with how he was showing his lust.

Thus was the showing of his lycan side, hot and needy passion over soft passion.
 
It was almost a surprise the way it was different, but it wasn't something she didn't like. Quite the contrary. A powerful hunter like herself got off on a little dominance sometimes. She cried out each time he thrusted into her, her pleasure evident in the moans and whimpers coming from her. Her hands bunched in the blanket and she did her best to hold on, but this way, it pushed him so much deeper and straight against that spot deep inside of her. it didn't take long to send her over the edge into another, mindnumbing orgasm and this time she swore to god she screamed.
 
His hips wouldn't slow down, in fact, they sped up! His nibbling of her neck turned into biting until his bite held on. Her scream came with her orgasm, which tightened her around him, rippling waves milking his hard length for his seed. And he hit his own orgasm, moaning through the bite as he filled her with his seed. He let go of her neck, nearly sliding off her with exhaustion, the lycan adrenaline and need gone now. He was panting heavily, his eyes half closed as he was slightly curled on his side. She could easily fall to her side and cuddle against him.
 
The bite throughout only made her orgasm that much more intense and it felt so good to know he was feeling it as intensely as she. She moaned when he pulled from her and fell to lay on his side beside her, slightly curled up. Her trembling arms gave out and she laid beside him, still panting slightly as she nuzzled his neck lovingly. Wow, that had been intense, but she'd loved it either way. Anything that he did, she loved.

She pressed a gentle kiss to his lips and brushed them back and forth for a moment. Then laid down fully and curled up with him, pulling the blanket up over them a little.
 
He was starting to get his breath back as she fell down against him. His arms automatically went around her, holding her to him rather tightly, but snuggly. He kissed over her neck before she caught his lips with a kiss, and he let out a soft moan from it. His hands gently traced over her curves this time, more subdued than before.

"That was insane..." He was able to whisper as he nuzzled up against her.
 
"I agree," she whispered back with a chuckle. Her body stayed curled up against his in his arms, her nose nuzzling his neck when she could. She ran her hand over his hair, petting him gently. It had been insane, but she hadn't disliked it. "It seems you're learning more about yourself than just your powers," she said as she kissed him softly. "That's a good thing."
 
He nodded at her comment, nuzzling into her hand. "A very good thing. What is up for tomorrow?" He wasn't sure she noticed, but the sun would be up in a scant few minutes, their activities draining the time for the night. He didn't need to sleep, but he knew she would.
 
She had noticed and as usual for a vampire, her vampire body was gradually becoming weaker and leaden. A soft yawn slipped past her lips - between waking up to incrediable sex, training, and intense, animalistic, perfect sex, she was getting rather drained herself. "I suppose we will talk to the council some," she said tiredly, closing her eyes. "Though, I'd like to avoid Creed if at all possible. He's a bitter asshole."

She snuggled closer and pressed a kiss to his shoulder gently, mumbling softly now. "Tell Alexander about your training so you can go on patrols with me. Sound good?"
 
He smiled as she told him that, kissing her forehead back lightly. "Ok." He watched her get to sleep, before he laid back fully, eventually getting to sleep himself. Though, it didn't last long.

Everything in his mind was fuzzy when he woke a few hours later, his face covered in cold sweat and breathing heavy. All he could remember was a translucent figure that looked like him. "The one." Raziel whispered to himself. "What does that mean?" He laid back down fully. He might talk to Alexander later about it. But at least, he slept peacefully until sunset.
 
Before long, indeed, she was asleep in the traditional way of the vampire. Her body was cold and lifeless, no heartbeat active. It wasn't until the sun set over the horizon that she allowed her heart to start up again. Heat began to rouse in her body and she stretched, unwittingly pressing her naked, now warming, body up and against Raziel's also quite naked one. She made a soft moan of content, and did it again, rubbing up against him, still a little half asleep. When in her room, she allowed herself to wake up languidly instead of quick and alert.
 
His mind was finally peaceful in his sleep. He wasn't waking up, but when he felt her rubbing against him, both accidentally and purposefully, he nuzzled back, his member hard and ready if she wanted it. He was breathing shallowly, obviously sleeping. His dreams got a little sweeter, her image in his mind, just being close to him.
 
Eventually, after a few moments, she allowed herself to wake enough to feel his hard length pressing against her thigh. She bit her lip and let her eyes open, noting that he was still asleep. A little devious smirk crossed her lips as a thought came to mind, or a plan really. She carefully rolled him onto his back and did her best not to wake him, not wanting to wake him up just yet.

Still asleep she saw, she slid her hand down and moaned silently as she came into touch with her already damp lips. Blushing profusely, she set a knee carefully on either side of his hip and took her hand away. Wanting him to wake up to intense pleasure, she seated herself on his length with a small cry, clenching him tightly, her head thrown back.
 
He was dreaming, and it was taking a similar tone to what was actually happening. She slowly moved him to be laying down on his back, straddling him. He moaned and shivered slightly as she slid him into her, and his hips slowly moved on their own, letting her take control over him.

While, outside the dream, he was letting out soft moans from her touch, his hips moving very slightly, but with her movements. His arms were out at the sides, bent at the elbows so his hands were near hsi head.
 
He wasn't awake, she noted, feeling like she should stop but didn't and continued to ride him, biting her lip as he stretched her walls even as they clenched on him. She started slowly, before picking up a slightly faster pace, her hands holding onto his hips as she began to bounce up and down on him. Her head thrown back with her hair, breathing heavilly as her breasts swayed with her movements.
 
He moaned softly in his sleep. She was doing the same thing in his sleep, and his back arched, his hips pushing to be deeper in her. "Oh... more..." He moaned out, still completely asleep. Somehow, he was starting to realize that it wasn't a dream, so he was starting to come to, but he was still out of it.
 
Even in her pleasure induced state, she couldn't help but smile at his admission. She gave him just what he asked for, thrusting her hips down on his faster now and a little harder. Panting and moaning loudly as they came together again and again. Her body shuddering as she came closer and closer to flying off the edge into an orgasm, her hands holding tightly to his hips now. "Oh gods, yes," she moaned out unabashed, shuddering again.
 
Her new pace made him bounce a little, and he could feel her fingers burying into his hips. He woke up at that, a little groggy at first, but coming to quickly with a moan, his head tilting back. He sat up, wrapping a arm around her hip lighlty as his hips thrusted to help her.
 
She gasped as he suddenly sat up and wrapped his arm around her waist and began thrusting into her. She began moaning louder and turned her head away from him, baring her pale neck to him. Please, bite me. She begged him with her mind, too caught up in the pleasure to have managed to ask it out loud with the way they were moving together.
 
He woke up to having sex. That was one of the most erotic things he had heard. His hips thrusted faster, feeling her impending orgasm, and heard her request. He did as she asked him, his fangs baring as he leaned forward, and bit down into her neck. He moaned against the hot rush of her sweet blood, drinking it happily.
 
As soon as he bit into her neck and began to taste her blood, she couldn't hold it back any longer and hit the wall inside, breaking apart with the force of her orgasm. She cried out and shuddered as her core flooded him with the hot fluid of her release, walls clenching tight on him as she did. Her hands clutched on his shoulders as she trembled, almost whimpering from the intense feelings the orgasms he gave her, caused her.
 
He drank through her orgasm, sealing it with a lick. Through it, he orgasmed himself, his juices mixing with hers as he filled her. He did a few more thrusts before laying back, pulling her down with him. He lips found hers then, giving her the last drop of blood that was in his mouth, so she could taste herself.
 
"Mmm," she made a small sound of content into his lips as she tasted herself on his lips. Staying in the kiss for a long moment before lifting her head to peer down at him with half-lidded eyes. "Sorry," she said with an unabashed grin, "I couldn't help myself when you seemed so eager, even asleep." She nipped his lip and chuckled, enjoying intimate moments in which she could tease him.
 
He smiled as he heard her excuse, nipping back at her lip. "That's ok. It was highly erotic to wake to that." He sat her up and sat up himself, stretching. "Now, what is on the agenda? Is there a lot to do today?"
 
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