The pity of death
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,090
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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The pity of death
DISCLAIMER-
I do own all of these characters and therefore I would wish that someone asked to use one ^.^ And please gimme a link of where it is!
Muchies thankies and all my love!
~Lillith
It truly was a pity for Aiden to move on during the night. It was nothing but heartache and heart break when he found out.
He wasnt the first to and that was just about all he could bear. Sycatra whispered beautiful nothings to the \'sleeping\' girl and tried his damndest not to let the water works go into play. He had loved her for so many, many years. He loved her even when she was in the womb. He would sit by her mother and touch her swollen stomache with his bared flesh. It was rare that the commander did anything so..Human.
He was not human and that seemed to bother many.
Except for her.
She loved the fact that he was half dead, that his heart was halfway in hell while the other was stuck with the wars past.
Aiden did not care that he was an unwanted son of the leader of the Human Amry , nor did she care that he would never pass and make it into heaven.
With a heavy sigh, the tall man hooked his lean arms under her lithe body and carried her from the small chamber in which she lay. He carried her to his own chambers and made sure that no eyes were around to test his control. He could smell the blood of her dead body and it did nothing more than entice his vampiric tendicies. He enjoyed the red as it soaked through his own garb and stained at the snowy flesh.
At this moment, that didnt matter. Nothing did but her.
He had loved her through out the years and even though his words had been cruel and heart wrenching.
He wanted her.
Even in death.
The girl was layed out on his large bed, the dark woolen blankets making a small whirlpool of black. It was her now purple lips that caught his deep brown eyes. It was the way her breath ceased to move past the teeth and onto his cheek. He knew that she was beyond his help, but he could take her one last time, event aste the blood of her throat.
It was with those very thoughts that her old, blood soaked clothes were ripped away by his very hands and tossed aside as if they were nothing. He spread her thighs wide, looked to her glassy eyes and unlaced his trousers. A few thoughts were coming about but he gave a low growl and found home within her still warm walls.
Tears were already falling to her eyes, making her look as though she were wel..and his little human slave again.
Again could feel nothing but he shouted out to her, even as his seed came, to claim her as his very own. He shouted her name and lay there,
Arms wrapped around her tiny stomache, organ burried to the hilt.
No one could have her..
Even in death.
I do own all of these characters and therefore I would wish that someone asked to use one ^.^ And please gimme a link of where it is!
Muchies thankies and all my love!
~Lillith
It truly was a pity for Aiden to move on during the night. It was nothing but heartache and heart break when he found out.
He wasnt the first to and that was just about all he could bear. Sycatra whispered beautiful nothings to the \'sleeping\' girl and tried his damndest not to let the water works go into play. He had loved her for so many, many years. He loved her even when she was in the womb. He would sit by her mother and touch her swollen stomache with his bared flesh. It was rare that the commander did anything so..Human.
He was not human and that seemed to bother many.
Except for her.
She loved the fact that he was half dead, that his heart was halfway in hell while the other was stuck with the wars past.
Aiden did not care that he was an unwanted son of the leader of the Human Amry , nor did she care that he would never pass and make it into heaven.
With a heavy sigh, the tall man hooked his lean arms under her lithe body and carried her from the small chamber in which she lay. He carried her to his own chambers and made sure that no eyes were around to test his control. He could smell the blood of her dead body and it did nothing more than entice his vampiric tendicies. He enjoyed the red as it soaked through his own garb and stained at the snowy flesh.
At this moment, that didnt matter. Nothing did but her.
He had loved her through out the years and even though his words had been cruel and heart wrenching.
He wanted her.
Even in death.
The girl was layed out on his large bed, the dark woolen blankets making a small whirlpool of black. It was her now purple lips that caught his deep brown eyes. It was the way her breath ceased to move past the teeth and onto his cheek. He knew that she was beyond his help, but he could take her one last time, event aste the blood of her throat.
It was with those very thoughts that her old, blood soaked clothes were ripped away by his very hands and tossed aside as if they were nothing. He spread her thighs wide, looked to her glassy eyes and unlaced his trousers. A few thoughts were coming about but he gave a low growl and found home within her still warm walls.
Tears were already falling to her eyes, making her look as though she were wel..and his little human slave again.
Again could feel nothing but he shouted out to her, even as his seed came, to claim her as his very own. He shouted her name and lay there,
Arms wrapped around her tiny stomache, organ burried to the hilt.
No one could have her..
Even in death.