We Could Not Meet

AN: Okay, so I'm a little pissed off at my readers. Hundred or so views, and not a single, damn review. Seriously, just because I already have a few chapters written does not mean my muse doesn't need some food. Especially now that I have two jobs and school. I'm posting this one, but if I don't get a few reviews, I won't be posting anymore. I'll write privately.

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I woke up the next morning to the feeling of my skin burning; I held back a cry, not wanting to wake Luc. I quickly slid further under the covers, hiding my entire body from the rays of sunlight. They were not much of a shield, but at least my skin was not burning away. Like this, I would get the equivalent of a mild sunburn. I could already feel the skin on my face and arm beginning to heal as I cuddled close to my lover.

If it was already time for the sun to be up, then I would be stuck in Lucas’s room for the day, so I would have to remind my lover to close the shades. The rather small amount of blood I had taken from the boy was not nearly enough to satisfy my growing hunger, but that would have to wait nearly twelve hours.

To take my mind off the hunger and the fading pain, I let my eyes wander over the naked body of my teenaged lover. I was careful not to touch, for fear of waking Luc from his much needed sleep. I watched as his chest rose and fell in an even cadence, eyes memorizing each of the angry bruises that temporarily ‘marred’ the pale skin.

It appeared as though Charlie had been doing quite a number on my angel, but nothing appeared to be broken, though judging by a few extremely nasty spots on his ribcage, the bully had come very close. I forced myself to look passed the injuries, studying his form. With the weight he had lost, there was no longer any baby fat hanging around—not that there had been a lot in the first place. If he worked out a little, he would probably form some nice muscles, but at the moment, his main concern was his grades.

He was still mostly hairless, with the exception of a faint trail of fine hairs leading from his navel to the growing patch of pubic hairs. Knowing him, Lucas would either shave the hair or find some other way to get rid of it, much like he had with his underarms and legs. The teen had something against body hair—to the point where he had made my hair get waked once- thankfully, like him, I naturally did not grow a lot, once removed, it had not returned.

Shaking the memory from my head, I returned to gazing at the body beside me. Once certain I had taken in every detail, I let my head gently rest on a small shoulder, eyes closing once more. I did not sleep, because I wanted to say good bye to Luc before he left for another day of school, and once I was out, it would be difficult to wake me again. Instead, I simply concentrated on not getting aroused by the wonderful sight and scent before me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Lucas’s POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When my alarm clock finally went off, I only groaned, stirring before settling back into Azrael’s cool body. A moment later, a hand shook me and I groaned again, not really wanting to face the day. A few seconds passed and I felt lips on my earlobe, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from me. The lips paused long enough to whisper, “you need to get up, lover; you have to go to school...”

I pouted, pulling away from Rae, “I dun wanna,” I grumbled, even though I was slowly pushing myself up from the warm covers. Only then did I realize the sun was streaming directly on the bed; the golden rays were enough to get me moving as I realized just why my lover was hunched beneath the sheets. I slid out of the bed, walking quickly to my curtains and pulling them closed so that no light shone through. “It’s safe now,” I informed him, stalking back and pouncing on my lover’s lithe form.

Azrael grunted in mock pain before his arms snaked out, looking around my waist and pulling me down. I pressed my lips against his briefly, before pulling back, “can’t I skip today?” I questioned, pulling my best puppy-dog look. My dark angel smirked up at me, responding slowly. “Weeeellll… here are your choices. You can skip school and not get any sex until the next time your mother goes out for a weekend… or, you can go to school and get mind blowing sex before and after classes, and as much as we can manage tonight…”

I pouted for only a second before deciding sex was definitely worth suffering through a day of teenage hell. After leaping off the bed, I moved to grab my things for a shower, informing my vampire boyfriend that he was coming with me. “No light in the hallway, so you’ll be safe,” I assured him with a smirk. I heard him grumble, but an instant later, an arm was about my waist and lips at my neck, nipping and sucking.

“No marks, dearest,” I warned as I walked with him into the bathroom. Soon, I had the water going and I turned to Rae, fingers roving over his scars until I located pert nipples, lightly biting my lip in excitement. I was not terribly experienced, but I was a teenager and I was constantly horny and the simple thought of another orgasm had me breathless and aroused.

I attacked his chest, nipping and sucking the cool skin as he guided me back and into the hot water. I gasped in shock at the brief burning sensation; it was quickly overcome by my lust as Azrael pressed me against the cold wall, lips everywhere on my body. All I could do was lace my fingers into the soft, damp locks, holding on for dear life, head falling back to rest against the firm surface. Lips kissed every one of my sensitive areas, except the one I wanted most. Finally, my raven-haired beauty pulled back, grinning at me.

“Don’t have time to fuck your brains,” he hissed as he let himself slide to his knees. I gasped in surprise and delight as his amazing mouth closed around my erection—something he had never done for me before. I clutched at his hair, instantly rock hard and feeling quite weak in the knees. He supported me with one hand, himself with the other. My head began spinning with the sensations caused by thousands of years of experience; however, somehow I managed to grasp out “W-what about you?”

He didn’t answer, and at the moment I did not care. With his skillful mouth, I lasted only a few minutes before I screamed his wonderful name as I released. As I tried to calm my breathing, I let my fingers relax, taking a few strands of the other’s hair with them. I slid to the floor, panting delightedly, and waiting for my vision to return to focus. I had never experienced anything quite like it, but it was worth at least a year of school.

I did not have the strength to stand, so my lover slid down behind me, hands filled with shampoo which Azrael quickly transferred to my blond locks, washing my hair and body for me. When I regained the presence of mind, I rose, leaning back in my boyfriend’s strong arms. He let me remain there for only a few minutes before whispering that I needed to go to school.

He moved me forward so the water rained down on us both, rinsing off the soap and shampoo that lathered us. Then, he reached forward, turning off the stream, “get dressed,” he directed, breath warm against my ear. He slipped out of the tub and dried himself on one of the two available towels. I followed suit before hurrying to my room and pulling on clothes. I combed my hair and got ready before giving Rae a kiss. He pulled back, moving from where he had been watching me to sit on the bed.

I reluctantly grabbed my bag, comforted that my lover would be there when I got back. With a quick glance to the mirror, checking the dark blue shirt and black jeans that I had put on, I headed off to hell.
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