Silken Sheets
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,422
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter Three
Title: Silken Sheets
Author: GraeyexDesires
AN: The story idea does belong to me, as do the characters. Though I\'ll be happy to lend them out! ::Grin.:: Thanks to my reviewers and I will try to make the chapters longer.
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After much debating and weighing my options in my head I decided that no matter who was the next person to walk through the door I wanted to be prepared. Struggling to sit up I twisted my arms back so my upper body lifted, scooching my ass so I could press my back agianst the headboard. It wasn\'t the best position but it was a big leap from the last. Sighing a leaned fowards just a bit, seeing a big light shinning through the window. I guess I had sent more t ime then I\'d expected on that simple movement. My eyebrow furrowed, did they drug me?
Before I could think of an answer a sharp rap of knuckles on the door sounded through the room. One eyebrow raised, who would knock on the door of a prisoner? Knob turning I found out the answer ... it was the man who had knocked me out in the first place. I believe the little \"child\" had said his name was Adrian?
Running a hand through his hair Adrain moved closer, cautiously it seemed. When he seemed but a foor away from me a smirk lited upon my lips; it looked as if this Adrian was actually afraid of me. Deciding to test this out I yanked against my bond, growling and nashing my teeth at him. He jumped alomst a foot in the air, drawing chuckles from deep in my throat.
\"God this is beautiful, just beautiful, my capturer is actually afraid of me.\" I leaned back, pressing my arms against the headboard to watch his expressions that seemed to flow like water over his face.
Suddenly his face grew hard, an arrogent smile on his face. Muscles rippled with tension, that I could see through his tight blue jeans and plain white wife-beater. The cold, determined look actaully frightened me a little bit, making me lick my lips in that nervous habit I could never seem to rid myself of. When he did not take his eyes off my and took menacing steps foward I started to squirm uneasily. Thoughts began to race through my head. i was a trained vamp hunter, why did the simple gaze of this man, who was not a vamp I might add, make me feel like I was doing something wrong?
His face was close to mine, perhaps a few inches away, but close enough that I could feel his breath against my cheek and lips. \"I am afraid of no one, ma cherie, no one. It is best you remember that.\"
This time he chuckled, leaning in more to rub his cheek along mine. It took me a few seconds but I soon realized that it was actually more than a caress, but a greeting. I also understood what he was ... lycanthrope. I couldn\'t tell what breed as of yet but the rubbing of cheek against cheek showed wolf or some type of big cat. Smirk again on my lips I turned my face slightly, pressing a kiss there. When he turned his face too, startling eyes so close to mine, he pressed his lips against mine. Drawing back slightly I opened my mouth, catching his bottom lip between two sets of teeth and biting down, hard.
Yelling he pulled back, actaully stretching the skin between us until I actually tasted blood; I released him at the coppery taste in my mouth, bloody smile on my face. I looked up at him, hoping to see a look of pain on his face, only to be slightly disappointed. The pain was there in his eyes but a smug look was on his face. Before I could question him about it he answered my unasked question.
\"Although my lip may hurt, the blood of a lycanthrope is contagious. I suspect by the next full moon you will become what I am.\"
An single eyebrow raised at him. \"And what kind of animal is that?\"
He looked disappointed that I wasn\'t having hysterics over the fact of turning into a lycanthope, but he probably didn\'t know the things that I did. \"I am leopard.\"
I whistled. \"Wow, nice.\"
He again looked smug, almost preening at the complement. If I had liked him before then I would have surely taken brownie points away from him for arrogance; but it seemed many of the men around her had alot of it. I chuckled shaking my head at him.
\"What is so funny?\"
Choking around gasps of breath I answered him. \"Half the men here need their ego defalted just a bit, and I\'m about to help you with yours.\" He looked a bit puzzled, good.\"You see, I can\'t become a lycanthrope, the vamp human servant marks cancel the disease out.\"
\"Bitch!\"
He stalked over to the bed, shaking with a fury for some unknown reason to me. As I thought he would hurt me I was suprised when his hands found the scarf tied around my wrists and jerked it off of the headboard. Twisting my armsa so they were to the front of my body I was suddenly glad that I was double-jointed and very flexable. Wincing just slightly I didn\'t reisit as he pulled me out the bedroom door and into the hall.
\"Come on, ma cherie, time to meet your new master.\"
I just couldn\'t resist myself .... \"I thought you were going to be my new master.\"
From the way he glanced back at him I knew I would end up regretting those words.
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Author: GraeyexDesires
AN: The story idea does belong to me, as do the characters. Though I\'ll be happy to lend them out! ::Grin.:: Thanks to my reviewers and I will try to make the chapters longer.
*\'*\'*\'*\'*\'*\'*\'*\'*\'*\'*
After much debating and weighing my options in my head I decided that no matter who was the next person to walk through the door I wanted to be prepared. Struggling to sit up I twisted my arms back so my upper body lifted, scooching my ass so I could press my back agianst the headboard. It wasn\'t the best position but it was a big leap from the last. Sighing a leaned fowards just a bit, seeing a big light shinning through the window. I guess I had sent more t ime then I\'d expected on that simple movement. My eyebrow furrowed, did they drug me?
Before I could think of an answer a sharp rap of knuckles on the door sounded through the room. One eyebrow raised, who would knock on the door of a prisoner? Knob turning I found out the answer ... it was the man who had knocked me out in the first place. I believe the little \"child\" had said his name was Adrian?
Running a hand through his hair Adrain moved closer, cautiously it seemed. When he seemed but a foor away from me a smirk lited upon my lips; it looked as if this Adrian was actually afraid of me. Deciding to test this out I yanked against my bond, growling and nashing my teeth at him. He jumped alomst a foot in the air, drawing chuckles from deep in my throat.
\"God this is beautiful, just beautiful, my capturer is actually afraid of me.\" I leaned back, pressing my arms against the headboard to watch his expressions that seemed to flow like water over his face.
Suddenly his face grew hard, an arrogent smile on his face. Muscles rippled with tension, that I could see through his tight blue jeans and plain white wife-beater. The cold, determined look actaully frightened me a little bit, making me lick my lips in that nervous habit I could never seem to rid myself of. When he did not take his eyes off my and took menacing steps foward I started to squirm uneasily. Thoughts began to race through my head. i was a trained vamp hunter, why did the simple gaze of this man, who was not a vamp I might add, make me feel like I was doing something wrong?
His face was close to mine, perhaps a few inches away, but close enough that I could feel his breath against my cheek and lips. \"I am afraid of no one, ma cherie, no one. It is best you remember that.\"
This time he chuckled, leaning in more to rub his cheek along mine. It took me a few seconds but I soon realized that it was actually more than a caress, but a greeting. I also understood what he was ... lycanthrope. I couldn\'t tell what breed as of yet but the rubbing of cheek against cheek showed wolf or some type of big cat. Smirk again on my lips I turned my face slightly, pressing a kiss there. When he turned his face too, startling eyes so close to mine, he pressed his lips against mine. Drawing back slightly I opened my mouth, catching his bottom lip between two sets of teeth and biting down, hard.
Yelling he pulled back, actaully stretching the skin between us until I actually tasted blood; I released him at the coppery taste in my mouth, bloody smile on my face. I looked up at him, hoping to see a look of pain on his face, only to be slightly disappointed. The pain was there in his eyes but a smug look was on his face. Before I could question him about it he answered my unasked question.
\"Although my lip may hurt, the blood of a lycanthrope is contagious. I suspect by the next full moon you will become what I am.\"
An single eyebrow raised at him. \"And what kind of animal is that?\"
He looked disappointed that I wasn\'t having hysterics over the fact of turning into a lycanthope, but he probably didn\'t know the things that I did. \"I am leopard.\"
I whistled. \"Wow, nice.\"
He again looked smug, almost preening at the complement. If I had liked him before then I would have surely taken brownie points away from him for arrogance; but it seemed many of the men around her had alot of it. I chuckled shaking my head at him.
\"What is so funny?\"
Choking around gasps of breath I answered him. \"Half the men here need their ego defalted just a bit, and I\'m about to help you with yours.\" He looked a bit puzzled, good.\"You see, I can\'t become a lycanthrope, the vamp human servant marks cancel the disease out.\"
\"Bitch!\"
He stalked over to the bed, shaking with a fury for some unknown reason to me. As I thought he would hurt me I was suprised when his hands found the scarf tied around my wrists and jerked it off of the headboard. Twisting my armsa so they were to the front of my body I was suddenly glad that I was double-jointed and very flexable. Wincing just slightly I didn\'t reisit as he pulled me out the bedroom door and into the hall.
\"Come on, ma cherie, time to meet your new master.\"
I just couldn\'t resist myself .... \"I thought you were going to be my new master.\"
From the way he glanced back at him I knew I would end up regretting those words.
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