Zakradark: Resting my head atop of Havyn’s, with my arms around her. I wonder how much time has passed since we spoke?

Havyn: (Zakradark) My eyes are closed as I cherish these precious minutes of being spent in yours arms. I have no idea how long I have with you before this dream has to end. And, I have no idea what Azrael will have in store for me when I wake up.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I nuzzle my face into your hair, rubbing my nose close to your ear, breathing in deeply.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Opening my eyes to look at you, a bit self-conscious. They must be red and puffy from crying.Lian…

Zakradark: (Havyn) I place a small kiss on your jaw. Hhmmm??

Havyn: (Zakradark) Wanting to ask you what we do next, but not wanting to spoil the moment. Looking down at your arms holding me. How is your hand feeling? Remembering how you repeatedly hit the wall when you heard what Azrael had done to me.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I lift my hand and flex my fingers, wincing a little. It’s fine. It’s healing quick. I test the other hand, same response.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Grabbing a hand in mine and placing a soft kiss on your knuckles. I’m so sorry, Lian… Choking up again. How could I have let Azrael pour his blood in me?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I frown at you. What are you sorry for? You didn’t choose to be captured by a raving lunatic!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Shuddering at the thought of when Azrael had torn into my neck. Agony like I had never felt before, even worse than when we had that experience with the box. Whispering. I’m sorry I angered him.  Maybe if I hadn’t been so defiant… Trailing off.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I touch your face with my fingers. Hey, look at me…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Hesitating for a moment before looking at you, biting on my lip.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I brush my thumb over your lips as I always do. He’s stronger than you. Sadistic and dangerous. It’s not your fault, Luv.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Nodding at you numbly. I don’t want to wake up. I’m so scared… Trying to swallow my fear. I don’t want you to worry more than you already do.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I can see how conflicted you are. All I want to do is take your pain away.Tell me what you want Havyn, right now…

Havyn: (Zakradark) I just want you, Lian. Just you. Feeling a stray tear spill down my face.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I pull you down for a kiss. Teasing your lips with my tongue, seeking entrance for you to let me in.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Opening my mouth to yours and winding my arms around your neck to pull you closer to me. Your lips feel so good on mine.

Zakradark: (Havyn) My hands slide under the flannel material you’re wearing. Your skin… even in this dream… is so soft like silk.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Weaving my fingers through your hair, exploring your mouth with my tongue as if I could memorize those contours as well.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I begin to lift the material, breaking the kiss to get it over your head.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Raising my arms to help you get the top off. Passion beginning to course through me. Nothing matters but you and me.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Leaning forward, kissing my mark on your chest, shuddering. My fingers digging in gently down your back.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Arching my upper body closer to your mouth, clutching your head to me. Your touch feels so good, even in the dream world.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Looking up at you. Eyes closed, your lips parted. I don’t ever recall seeing such a beautiful sight. I want to belong to you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Hearing your words and moving my hands from your head to grasp the hem of your t shirt. Quickly trying to rid you of it.

Zakradark: (Havyn) My hands skimming past your hips, dragging the material down with me. Power crawls over my skin at your touch and I growl.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Helping you to get rid of my bottoms before I kiss your shoulder and reach my hand down your back to touch our mark.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I let out a moan as your hand caresses the sensitive place on my back. Havyn… I need you, Luv.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Scrambling for the button on your jeans. Desperate to have you inside me now. Dragging my lips across your skin as I do.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Shifting to remove the material from underneath me, eager to be inside. Unable to keep my hands from touching you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Hovering above you, knees on either side of your waist. Bringing my mouth back to yours, moaning in the back of my throat.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I position myself at your entrance, my hands on your hips as I guide you slowly onto my length. Trying not to slam you down.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Sinking down onto you, beginning to move with you. Desire coursing through me… Want faster, harder… everything.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I don’t want to hurt you, but I can’t stop myself meeting your thrusts. Holding you tight, knowing I could leave bruises.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Bringing my mouth to your ear, nipping at the lobe, whispering… Yes, Lian! More… I want you so much…

Zakradark: (Havyn) When I hear your voice… So soft… I feel myself changing. Like your voice is commanding the warlock inside of me. Havyn…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Bringing my mouth back to yours, cutting off what you were about to say. I just want to feel everything you have to give me.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Grabbing, touching, kissing, thrusting, moaning. It seems to last an eternity… And I wish it never to stop. I’m yours.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Moving faster on you, gasping, my pulse racing… faltering in my rhythm as my breath hitches.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I place one hand over my mark on you, the other I bring down to where our bodies meet.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Crying out in pleasure, my neck arching back. Slipping a hand down your back to touch the mark again.

Zakradark: (Havyn) The warlock in me is latching onto your energy. It’s never felt this good. I’ve never craved anything as much as you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) My body begins to tighten, trying to move myself faster on you. Bringing my head back down to lock my lips onto yours.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I break away from your kiss, closing my eyes for a moment before looking into yours, ready to crash. I love you, Havyn.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Staring back into your eyes. I love you too, Lian. Bringing my mouth back down to yours as my body begins to clench around yours. I don’t want this to ever end.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Feeling you tighten around me, I grab your thighs and try to push up further into you. Returning your passionate kiss and swallowing your cries. I stiffen beneath you as my own pleasure slams into us both forcefully.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Our bodies locked tightly together for a long moment as you spend inside of me, my body still clutching tightly around you.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Holding on, not wanting to let you go. Drowning in the bliss you give me. Forgetting everything else in this perfect moment.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Catching my breath, my arms wrapped around you. I don’t want to let you go, but I know I must soon.

Zakradark: (Havyn) A few moments pass. I take a deep breath and touch your face again. Havyn… I’ll find you, I promise. Or I’ll die trying.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Nodding, unable to speak. I will try to be strong, even though I am so afraid.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I don’t want to leave you, in this place… with him. The thought of him touching you… You have to fight if you can.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Yes, Lian. Feeling slight shift in my body. Am I waking up? Lian….?I don’t want this time to end.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Feeling myself being pulled away from you, losing sight of you until in the next moment… I’m back in Ink Book Storealone. I stand, clenching my fists, feeling rage overtake me once again. Calling upon the warlock inside of me to seal my words into my skin. I will slaughter the bastard Azrael, and rip his spine to shreds!

Havyn:In the chamber where Azrael’s servants placed me. Tears falling freely down my face now that he is not around me. I just want to go back to Lian. I miss him so much already. I feel so exhausted from the blood loss. Sitting down on the bed and shutting my eyes, placing my face in my hands, sobbing into them. Wincing at the pain in my throat, both outside and in. It isn’t anywhere near healed and Azrael had torn into it like an animal.

Havyn: I wonder what Lian is doing right now. Does he even guess what has happened? Does he even know that Azrael has me prisoner? A thought flits through my head… Maybe I can try to contact Lian in the dream world. Would it work? It certainly wouldn’t hurt to try.

Havyn: Laying down in the bed and shutting my eyes. Trying to fall asleep in this awful place will be difficult, but I will somehow make myself do it. I want to see Lian!

Zakradark: Staring into space, my gaze shifting between the wall and the blood covering my hands. I still have the metallic taste in my mouth… Killing those vampires didn’t make a single fucking bit of difference. They had no knowledge of Havyn. Draining them of power and blood gave me no pleasure whatsoever. I should wash my skin… it feels dirtied. But I cannot make myself stand to go to the bathroom.

Zakradark: The darker side of me… the warlock… swears to me… We will kill everything that stands in our way of getting Havyn back! I believe him. Havyn is mine.

Havyn: Turning over in the strange bed, unable to get comfortable, but still wanting to will myself to sleep. Please let this work. Trying to picture Lian in my mind and wishing with all my heart… Please Lian, please try to find me in your dreams.

Zakradark: Walking over to my box… picking up a piece of tourmaline. I wonder if this would work? I twist the black crystal around in my hand.

Havyn: Touching the mark I share with Lian, as I begin to drift. It doesn’t matter what Azrael thinks, I will always belong to Lian.

Zakradark: Feeling a soft caress across my back, I spin around fast, expecting Havyn to be there. She’s not… but the strong urge to sleep has me closing my eyes and laying back on the bed with the black crystal still in my hand.

Havyn: I find myself in a field of mist, trying to picture the bookstore, but it won’t appear. I try calling out to him anyway. Lian?!

Zakradark: Hearing someone calling my name as I drift into sleep. I open my eyes to find myself surrounded by mist… a familiar scent in the air…

Havyn: Looking around me, trying to see if I can find him in the thick mist. Is he here? Has he heard me? LIAN?! Wiping at a tear.

Zakradark: Turning my head as I hear Havyn’s voice cry out my name. I rush towards the sound, through the choking mist. Havyn? You here?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Praying I am not imagining your voice. Turning in the direction it came from. Lian? Taking a step forward.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Seeing your form appear in the mist, I rush towards you. I don’t stop, picking you up and grabbing your face. Kissing you hard.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Winding my arms around you and holding you tight, returning your kiss just as hard. I don’t ever want to let you go.

Zakradark: (Havyn) The kiss seems to last forever. I don’t want to let you go. But I know if I am going to save you, I need to pull away.Havyn…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Reluctant to pull away, feeling the tears already trail again down my face. Oh Lian, it’s horrible! Azrael has me!

Zakradark: (Havyn) Looking around at the mist. Hold on, Luv. We’re not safe here. I place the tourmaline in your hand. Think of a place…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Curling my fingers around the stone, thinking of the bookstore.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Watching our surroundings shift, to the familiar scenery of the book store. I smile at you. Okay… keep this on you, always!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Looking up at you, trying to sniff back my tears to smile at you but failing miserably. Okay, Lian. The more I try to hold them back, the more they fall. How do I explain to you what has happened?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I gesture to the bracelet on your wrist which I bought you for Christmas. Take that off for a minute, Luv.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Taking the bracelet off and handing it to you. Not wanting to stop looking at you. I don’t know when I will see you again, and I want to memorize every inch of you.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I take the stone from your hand and place it on my palm with the bracelet… watching as the crystal merges with the silver.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Watching what you are doing with the crystal and bracelet. What will that do?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I put the bracelet back on your wrist. This stone should protect you in dreams. He cannot get you here. Your dream. Your will.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Biting my lip and nodding. How do I tell you what Azrael has done? Lian…I’m so scared.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Touching your face. I know, Luv. I’ll get you out… I promise! For now… let me just feel you… I nuzzle your hand.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Nodding and stepping closer to be able to place my head on your chest. I want to hear your heartbeat.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I tangle my hand in your hair… I wish I could scent you. I wish it was real. Take us to the old apartment, Havyn.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Closing my eyes and imagining the apartment around us before it was burned. Pressing myself closer to you.

Zakradark: (Havyn) As soon we’re in the apartment, I push you towards the couch, kissing you along the way.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Sighing into your mouth. Oh, Lian. I wish this were real. Running my hands over your body… I want to remember how you feel when I wake.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Sitting down on the couch and pulling you into my lap. I’m sorry… I wasn’t there Havyn. I wish I could go back… change it.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Curling up in your lap. l need to tell you about the blood bond. Fresh tears pouring down. Lian… you need to know something.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I wipe away the tears from your eyes. What is it Havyn? Has he… what did he do to you?

Havyn: (Zakradark) I look down for a moment before gathering my hair in my hands to lift it away from my neck to show you what Azrael did.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Anger courses through me. How dare somebody else touch what is mine! I look into your eyes. I will make him scream for you while I splinter every single one of his bones! I place my hand gently over the wound, directing my energy to you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Feeling warmth on my throat, swallowing, knowing I have to tell you the rest. Lian, there’s more…

Zakradark: (Havyn) I keep my hand there until I feel the skin has healed. I look at you, my eyes darkening. What else… did that bastard do?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Looking down. Lian… he drained me. I thought I had died… Trailing off, unable to continue for a moment as a sob chokes my throat.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Frowning at you, lifting you so I can stand up. Clenching my fists as I start to pace. What else, Havyn?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Feeling a strange sense of shame for what I have to tell you next. I feel tainted.It’s his blood that is running in my veins.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I stare at you. I can feel my whole body violently shaking with anger. My voice completely different. He fed you his blood?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Will you still want me now? Whispering through my tears. Yes… Beginning to tremble.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Rage takes over. I pick up the closest thing to me, the coffee table. URAARGGGHH!!!  I smash it back down against the floor.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Closing my eyes against the sight of your destruction. Bringing my knees up and wrapping my arms around them.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Picking up something else, not knowing what it is… just the need to destroy taking over. I slam it across the room.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Feeling sick again, whispering to myself… I’m so sorry, Lian…

Zakradark: (Havyn) Oblivious to everything around me, slamming my fists into the wall repeatedly, hearing my bones crack… not caring.

Havyn: (Zakradark) So unsure of what to do now. Hearing your rampage as my face is buried in my arms, the tears won’t stop falling.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Energy is building, even though it’s a dream, my powers gather. Need release. I howl in a blind rage.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Lifting my head at the sound you make. Seeing you through a haze of tears. You look so beautiful and so terrifying at the same time. Have I lost you?

Zakradark: (Havyn) Feeling everything drain from me… falling to my hands and knees, panting… a single tear drop escaping my eye.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Silence. The only noise is the raspy inhalations of breath you are making. Standing, but not sure if I should go to you.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I move to stand, stumbling a little from the energy loss.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Taking a step toward you, my voice shaky… Lian?

Zakradark: (Havyn) My eyes finally meet yours again as I hear my name. My gaze softens instantly. I take an unbalanced step towards you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Feeling encouraged, I hurry the rest of the way to you. Stopping to stand in front of you. I need to tell you one more thing in case I can’t see you again soon. Looking up at you and taking a deep breath. Lian…I love you.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Frowning at you, shaking my head. Why? I didn’t protect you… I failed you, Havyn. I lift a bloody hand to touch your face.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Reaching a hand up to cover yours resting against my face. You will find me, Lian. I know you will. I love you so much…

Zakradark: (Havyn) Leaning forward to rest my head against yours. I never want to let you go. I know I will have to… are you still mine?  Havyn, I’ve never loved anything. I’ve never wanted anything… Until I met you. No matter what… I’m yours. Heart and soul.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Taking your words into me, into my heart and putting them under lock and key. I know I will be playing it back often to myself in the following days. It might be the only thing that will keep me going… Mentally shaking myself.  Lifting my face up to find your mouth with mine. I have this moment now. It will have to be enough.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Melting into your kiss. Need to sit before I fall… I pull you with me back to the couch again.

Havyn: (Zakradark) In your lap, my lips still pressed to yours as desperation licks at my heels… I have no idea how much time I have left with you in this dream.

Azrael: I place Havyn in the middle of a handmade, Thai silk rug. I call a few slaves in to light the wood in the enormous fireplace. I sit down in an oversized wood and silk armchair. Simply watching my key breathe deeply… Here… finally in the flesh. I have her. I smirk as I think of the power I will soon be able to possess… Once she yields to me. I look impatiently at my watch. Come on… wake up! The slaves draw the curtains closed and light the candles around the grey stone walls. I dismiss them with a snarl and wait.

Havyn: Slowly becoming aware that I am lying on a hard surface, yet there is a soft fabric beneath me as well. Groaning.

Azrael: (Havyn) Smirking as I watch you stir… not saying a word. I tap my chin in a pondering manner… What will I do with you first?

Havyn: I hear the crackle of a fire burning, the smell of the smoke. I am obviously NOT in Ink Book Store. Where am I? Still coming to…

Azrael: (Havyn) Trying to keep myself calm. You’re here… with me. No longer in a dream reality. You’re much better than I imagined…

Havyn: Slowly opening my eyes to see a room I do not recognize. Rolling to my side to lift my upper half up on my hands, pausing when I see Azrael, and finding myself speechless for a moment, my eyes widening.

Azrael: (Havyn) Smirking at you. Hello, my sweet… rest well?

Havyn: (Azrael) Blinking my eyes, praying this is just a nightmare. It doesn’t feel like I am asleep…Azrael.

Azrael: (Havyn) I smile again. The one and only. Do you like the rug? I gesture to the silk carpet beneath your hand.

Havyn: (Azrael) Ignoring your question and getting myself into a standing position. What am I doing here? And, where IS here?

Azrael: (Havyn) I stand up to and take a slow step towards you. You’re here… because you weren’t safe. Here… here is my home.

Havyn: (Azrael) Backing up as you take a step forward. I want to go back. Take me back to Lian!

Azrael: (Havyn) Frowning at you. It’s okay, Lian knows you’re with me. You’re safe here… I move closer.

Havyn: (Azrael) Backing away more until I feel the wall behind my back barring further movement. I don’t believe you. Lian wouldn’t just let you take me somewhere without him there as well. In fact, Lian doesn’t seem to like you much.

Azrael: (Havyn) I chuckle. Lian was preoccupied with that Russian from what I could see. Didn’t even think twice about you.

Havyn: (Azrael) Feeling the blood drain from my face. Whispering… Bianca?

Azrael: (Havyn) Nodding, I make my way to a cabinet filled with various liquors. Yes… Bianca! That’s the kitten. Beautiful isn’t she?

Havyn: (Azrael) Shaking my head. No. NO! I don’t believe you. Lian loves me! Trying to shove any bits of doubt out of my head.

Azrael: (Havyn) I pause pouring myself a glass a vodka. The man who gave you a false name and no history of himself? Um… interesting.

Havyn: (Azrael) Narrowing my eyes at you. He had his reasons. Why am I here, Azrael?

Azrael: (Havyn) I shrug. Before we get to business… Drink?

Havyn: (Azrael) Crossing my arms over my chest, still back against the wall. Just tell me what you want so I can get back to Lian.

Azrael: (Havyn) I smile at you. Well, I’m glad you’re so eager to compromise, my sweet. I sip my drink. I want you.

Havyn: (Azrael) My mouth dropping open. That was the last thing I expected to hear. Just for clarification, want me how?

Azrael: (Havyn) I smirk at you and walk even closer. In every possible way I can have you. Thing is, Havyn… you belong to me anyway…

Havyn: (Azrael) Swallowing as I watch you approach me. What do you mean, I “belong to you”?

Azrael: (Havyn) I drain the rest of my drink and crush the glass between my fingers. You. Are. Mine. You belong to our kind. You’re my key!

Havyn: (Azrael) Seeing the broken glass fall to the carpet as you unclench your fist. What do you mean “our kind”? And the key to what?!

Azrael: (Havyn) I give you a wicked smirk. You… my darling Havyn… are an angel… an angel with no control over her own abilities…

Havyn: (Azrael) Looking at your face, your evil smile. What are you talking about? How can I be an angel? I need to drink blood to live!

Azrael: (Havyn) I laugh. So? Anyway… you are very special among our kind. Hence, why you need to be protected. Tonight just shows you how easily you can be taken from Zakradark. He can’t protect you at all and I barely lifted a finger.

Havyn: (Azrael)I’ve had enough of this. I don’t care Azrael… just take me back! Take me back to Lian! I don’t want to be special, I just want to be happy! A voice whispering in my head… I don’t think I am going home anytime soon. Beginning to panic.

Azrael: (Havyn) I smirk at you. You can think and say what you want, Havyn. But you ARE mine. You ARE staying here, and I WILL have you.

Havyn: (Azrael) Flinging out a hand in a desperate attempt to hold you off as you come closer. No! I’m NOT yours… I’m LIAN’S!

Azrael: (Havyn) I place a hand at either side of you. Precious… his name isn’t even Lian is it? You’re in love with a fake… it’s very sad.

Havyn: (Azrael) Closing my eyes against the tears that are beginning to threaten to fall. I want to disappear into the wall, through the floor, anywhere to escape you. Just leave me ALONE! I will NEVER be yours Azrael! EVER!!

Azrael: (Havyn) I smirk. What if “Lian’s” life depended on it? Hmmm? What if I ordered that… Bianca, to go… seduce him. Then kill him?

Havyn: (Azrael) Feeling sick to my stomach at the thought. My eyes open wide at your words to look at you, tears falling down my cheeks. What are you saying Azrael?

Azrael: (Havyn) I stroke the tears away from your skin. I’m saying… if you’re a good girl… and do what I tell you. I won’t kill Zakradark.

Havyn: (Azrael) Unable to control myself from flinching away at the touch of your fingers on my face. What do you want me to do? Terrified.

Azrael: (Havyn) See… I knew you’d see things my way. For now, I just want you to relax… have a drink and tell me about your powers. Smirks.

Havyn: (Azrael) Feeling defeated at the moment. I would do anything to defy you… except put Lian’s life on the line. Resigning myself to obeying you for the moment and nodding.

Azrael: (Havyn) I smile. Excellent! I walk over to the liquor. One other thing… if you try to escape me, I will also kill the damn Warlock!

Havyn: (Azrael) Trying to stop the flow of tears down my face, but finding it impossible. Woodenly moving toward you. Understood.

Azrael: (Havyn) I hand you a drink. Havyn… you’re very beautiful when you’re crying and helpless… I smirk. Cheers! I hold up a glass.

Havyn: (Azrael) I hope you choke on that drink. Looking at you defiantly one more time, before I tip my glass of liquor down my throat.

Azrael: (Havyn) I wag my brows at you. There’s a good girl. From now on… I don’t want you to call me Azrael… I pass you another drink.

Havyn: (Azrael) Taking the drink from you, reminding myself… Lian’s life is on the line… Before I say or do something I will regret.  And what is it you would like for me to call you… Azrael?

Azrael: (Havyn) I clink your glass before draining mine. Well… “Master” is a little over done. How about “Lover”? I chuckle and nod.

Havyn: (Azrael) Choking and sputtering on my own drink that I had just started swallowing. Lover? I would want to die before EVER calling you that. More tears falling, as I remind myself… Lian’s life is more important than words. Touching the mark that he and I share, wanting nothing more than to be back Lian’s arms.

Azrael: (Havyn) The smirk is wiped from my face as I see you touch something on your neck. What… is THAT? I snarl.

Havyn: (Azrael) Alarmed, dropping my hand and backing away from you. Wanting to run, but knowing I can’t. Making myself stop.

Azrael: (Havyn) I storm towards you and grab you around the throat tightly, inspecting the mark on your chest. Havyn!!!…. What is THIS??

Havyn: (Azrael) Bringing my hands up to curl around your wrist. A spark of defiance left within me and spitting out. What do you think it is… Azrael?!

Azrael: (Havyn) Staring at you for moments, before yanking your neck roughly to the side… and sinking my blunt teeth into your throat.

Havyn: (Azrael) Screaming out at the pain tearing through my neck. Trying to fight your hold… but can’t.

Azrael: (Havyn) My fangs lengthen into your neck, I grip your head tighter as your sweet, thick life force pours down, into my throat.

Havyn: (Azrael) Clawing at your arms, wanting to get away. I have never had anyone drink my own blood before. Intense searing pain.

Azrael: (Havyn) Not stopping, clutching you tighter. Pulling a little at your neck to rip the soft flesh and make the blood spill more freely.

Havyn: (Azrael) Black spots are starting to dot across my vision. When are you going to stop? This agony is almost unbearable.

Azrael: (Havyn) Feeling you relax more in my arms… I keep drinking, lowering you to the floor as I drain you.

Havyn: (Azrael) The comforting arms of darkness enveloping me once again. Is this death? I’m feeling no more pain, except for my heart crying out for Lian.

Azrael: (Havyn) Laying you on the floor, I let go of your throat. Licking my lips and smirking at the mess I made of your skin. I position you so your neck is tilted, before biting into my wrist and placing the bloody wound over your mouth. I feel my blood enter your body.

Azrael: (Havyn) Soon we will have an unbreakable blood bond! To kill me, would kill you as well! You are MY key! You ARE MINE! I try to force my wrist further into your mouth.

Havyn: Feeling something warm pour down my throat, barely conscious and latching onto the source of blood with fangs and hands.

Azrael: (Havyn) Smirking as you eagerly feed on me. I stroke your hair, whispering… Good girl… that’s my Havyn… Soon we will be bonded!

Havyn: Hearing a distorted voice, not sure of who it is. The only thing that matters at this moment is my voracious hunger and the blood pouring down my throat… until the name… Lian… whispers through my head.

Azrael: (Havyn) Feeling the connection between us, as we become forever linked. I slowly begin to withdraw my wrist from you. Stop, my sweet.

Havyn: (Azrael) Opening my eyes to see you there. Gasping, almost strangling myself on the blood still in my throat. Disgusted and turning my head to the side to spit out the remaining blood in my mouth. Saying when I can finally speak… What have you done to me?!

Azrael: (Havyn) I grab you by the hair and turn you to face me. You… are my bonded now. We are bound by blood… Can you feel it? I grin.

Havyn: (Azrael) Having the overwhelming desire to spit the rest of your blood in my mouth at your face, but reminding myself… Lian’s life is on the line. Feeling so drained. What do you mean “bonded”?

Azrael: (Havyn) I run a finger over your arm. Bonded… mated… marked. Whatever you want to call it. I stand. We belong to each other now!

Havyn: (Azrael) Staring in horror up at you. My mind refusing to accept what you are saying. No…no. No! I will NEVER belong to you!

Azrael: (Havyn) I walk away from you. You’re here… in my house. You do as I say… you have my blood in your veins! How are you not mine?

Havyn: (Azrael) Your words make me want to split my veins open and bleed out every disgusting, black drop. Feeling sick all over again.

Azrael: (Havyn) I pick up a little bell and ring it. Soon… slaves enter the room. Please take my bonded to her chamber, tuck her in tight.

Havyn: (Azrael) They try to hurry me from the room I’m in, looking over my shoulder at you, unable to curb the murderous intention in them.

Azrael: (Havyn) I wave, grinning. Think your Warlock lucky… he gets to live another day! I close the door behind you.

Zakradark: Walking back to the stacks, looking for other warlock journals. Surely there will be a record of other markings in one of them?

Havyn: Slipping between the sheets. I’m tired and ready for a nap.

Spaz: Jumping up on the bed after Havyn settles in… happy that my mistress is happy. Merrow?

Bianca: I’ve been up since earlier this morning, I couldn’t sleep well after the surprise visit by that creature. If it wasn’t for the money or that damn box I would tell him to go choke on his own… Shakes my head. Ok, time to go see my future lover. Smirks.

Zakradark: Picking up a few books and taking them back to the counter. What is it about Havyn that has me possessive? Just the marks? Her energy?

Havyn: Scratching behind Spaz’s head for a moment before turning to my side to sleep. Thinking of Lian as I drift off.

Spaz: Purring, trotting off to curl up at the end of the bed near Havyn’s feet as she falls asleep.

Bianca: Walking out the door, I hop on my bike. I went with the… “I’m-not-here-to-cause-harm… but-I’m-no-saint-either” …look. My mind whirling.

Zakradark: Standing up, leaving the counter area to find more research materials. Smiling, as I think of Havyn in the snow.

Bianca: Gliding off my bike… I never bother with helmets. I walk up to the door, seeing him walking around. Is that smile for me lover?

Zakradark: (Bianca) Turning to see you enter the store. My hands curl instantly. I wondered how long it would be until you showed up again…

Bianca: (Zakradark) I glide my hands on the counter, smirking as I round the corner. Leaning in. I know that you missed me lover. Want a hug?

Zakradark: (Bianca) I smirk. I know you want me, Luv. But… I’m marked now. I grin with satisfaction. I belong to Havyn.

Bianca: (Zakradark) I laugh in your face, my hands heating up with hidden frustration. You think that matters to me? Not at all. I get what I want.

Zakradark: (Bianca) I narrow my eyes at you. What is it exactly that you want? did you come here to see me? Or something else…

Bianca: (Zakradark) Giving you a crooked smile. My love, you are the only thing that catches my eye here… though I do need something to kill wolves.Licking my lips. Maybe something to paralyze them when I cut them with my dagger, hmmmm?

Zakradark: (Bianca) I stare at you, blinking. Wolves? Processing your request. Still hesitant. Mystical wolves? I turn to the shelves.

Azrael: I walk through the back of the store, opening the door to where I see Havyn sleeping peacefully. I smirk to myself.

Bianca: (Zakradark) Nods, trying seem engaged in the conversation. Yes mystical wolves. Those filthy creatures are so hard to subdue. Sighs.

Zakradark: (Bianca) I try to remember which section they would be under… Werewolves or shapeshifter wolves? Or bullshit wolves…?

Azrael: Holding the mystical component tightly in my hand, I place it over Havyn’s mouth to knock her out completely. Sshhhhh….

Bianca: (Zakradark) Slips behind the counter without notice. Shapeshifter. I encountered one on the way here. Of course I am smarter and got away.

Zakradark: (Bianca)This news could be worrying… are they also after Havyn? I turn to face you. Were they… what… what are you doing?

Havyn: Startled, opening my eyes for just a moment as I feel something cover my mouth. Then… darkness.

Bianca: (Zakradark) Waves away your surprise. I was simply trying to help you look. Steps closer. Unless you wanted something else to happen…

Spaz: Growling and hissing at the man as he dares to touch my mistress… trying to take a swipe at him with my claws.

Azrael: I turn to the cat, swiping him away with the back of my hand as my fangs lengthen and I hiss back. I pick up Havyn.

Zakradark: (Bianca) Narrowing my eyes. You’re not here about wolves… I feel a rage come over me… Something is happening! Why are you here?

Azrael: Carrying Havyn’s limp form through the back of the store. Smirking as I picture the look on the Warlock’s face when he realises his precious “vampire” has been taken right under his nose.

Bianca: (Zakradark) My eyes flash a stunning silver as my hand comes up to knock you on the floor. I glare over at you. I get what I want… Always! I jump over the counter and swiftly out the door, onto my bike before he gets up. Smirking, patting my satchel. Hello father… Thinking of the red lipstick stain I left on his counter… “GAME OVER!” I fly down the road.

Azrael: I place Havyn into the protective space, which will transport her to the other place. My place.My key… mine!!!

Zakradark: (Bianca) I glare over to the counter… What the fuck had you taken? I get up and run over… The blue box… it’s gone!

Bianca: Rides past the safe house. I know he will look there.My stuff has been wiped out already. I head to the other… smiling at the blue box in my hands.  I pick my phone up and call Azrael. Nice doing business with you. Hanging up and laughing maniacally.

Zakradark: The rage in me intensifies! FUCK!!!! As if she stole the box, right in front of me! I pick up a book, slamming it against the far wall. I need to tell Havyn. Well… at least she’ll be glad the box is gone. On the counter there is a message… “Game Over!” Huh? I storm to the back room where Havyn is sleeping. I open the door… She isn’t there… Spaz is curled up on the bed. Havyn?

Spaz: Dimly hearing Lian’s voice and trying to communicate to him about what happened with Havyn and the man, but only a pitiful noise escapes… Mrow…

Zakradark: I lean over the cat, gently picking him up. Havyn, this isn’t funny… where are you? I walk over to the bathroom.

Spaz: Feeling pain as Lian picks me up, wanting to tell him… Hayvn isn’t here… and he needs to find her and get her back to us! Mwr…

Zakradark: I look at the cat in my arms. Spaz is barely moving… I check his energy pattern, which is broken. Spaz…what the fuck happened? The bathroom is empty… I walk back into the bedroom area and place the cat back on the bed. Fury beginning to take over.

Zakradark: HAVYN!!!! My vision changes, as I try to visualize what happened here. Someone came in… but their energy print is blocked.Bianca?… No! I snarl as I begin to shift, moving quickly around the store to hurry my search for Havyn… but she is nowhere to be seen. GRAAARRRGH!!!

Zakradark: I smash my hand through one of the walls. My vision bright crimson. The only person who would dare to even take her from me is Azrael… A charge builds within me. I scream out as a dark energy is released, surrounding me. My ink spreading across my skin.

Zakradark: I look out the window to see white snow flakes lightly falling. It must have been snowing while we were sleeping. I smile.

Havyn: Finishing up with the cup of coffee I was drinking and placing the empty mug in the sink. Turning and seeing Lian looking out the window.

Zakradark: I turn to Havyn and smile. Ever built a snowman?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Tilting my head to the side. No, I have never had the opportunity to make one. Eirrin didn’t like the snow and she wouldn’t allow me to be outside by myself alone. Have you?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I smirk at you. I’ve been around since the Germanic period. What do you think? Come on. I walk to the coat rack.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Following you to the coats, looking down at the flannel pajamas I am wearing. Do you think I will be warm enough outside?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I look at your clothes and chuckle. I’ll keep you warm… I wink at you. I promise. I pick up a scarf and walk to you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Watching you walk towards me. That wink alone could warm me. Feeling a blush stain my cheek bones. Okay…

Zakradark: (Havyn) I wrap the scarf around your shoulders tightly. The long, thick material almost drowning you. This should work.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Fingering the scarf, it feels so soft. Looking back up at you and giving you a smile. Thank you, Lian.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I grab one of my jackets with a sheepskin lining. We need my little vampire to stay warm now, don’t we? I put it on you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Every time you refer to me as “yours” it sends a giddy feeling racing through me. My smile widening further.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I slide the jacket onto you, and button up the front. Go get your shoes on while I put my own coat on.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Looks down and sighs. Lian, I just have heels. I don’t think they will be good out in the snow… unless you plan on saving me from falling flat on my bum every time I slip. Laughing a bit.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I shake my head at you and chuckle. I then grab a spare pair of my own boots. I set them before me, still touching them. I speak the old Germanic under my breath, until I feel the shoes beginning to shift under my hands.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Thanking you and accepting the boots from you, sitting down in a chair to put them on. I’m excited about making this snowman!

Zakradark: (Havyn) I grab my own coat and pull out some gloves from the pocket. I only have one pair. I give them to you. Put these on!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Taking the gloves from you and beginning to slip them on, noticing that you aren’t putting any on yourself. You aren’t going to put gloves on, Lian?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I shake my head. Nah, I’ll be fine, Luv. Ready?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Giving you a look before dropping the glove issue. Yes, Lian, I’m ready.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I take your gloved hand and walk through the store to the door. I see the snow briefly out the window… It is snowing faster!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Tightening my hand around yours. It feels so good to have you hold my hand again. Glancing out the window to see the snowflakes falling beyond the panes of glass.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I open the door and a chill sweeps over us, draining the warmth from the store. I turn to grin at you before walking outside.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Tipping my face up to the sky, feeling the cold nips of snow as it touches my nose and cheeks. Unable to suppress the delighted laughter from escaping my lips.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I stand still, watching you. How happy you look… It’s amazing how much you’ve transformed over these few months we’ve been together. Without warning, I pull you to me, lean down and give you a soft, lingering kiss.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Closing my eyes at the touch of your lips on mine. Clutching the material of your coat still as you pull back. Smiling. I feel so happy.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I smirk. Come on. Let’s play! I let go of you and run off into the snow. Catch me if you can, Havyn!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Chasing after you so not to be left alone, laughing. Lian! Slow down… Hoping my clumsiness doesn’t cause me to trip and land face first in the snow.

Zakradark: (Havyn) An idea forming. Havyn… this way… there’s a wooded area up ahead! I slow my pace to allow you to catch up.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Reaching closer to you. Thankfully I haven’t slipped and made an idiot out of myself. What do you want to do in the woods?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I bite my lip as I think… What wouldn’t I want to do to you in the woods?Build a snowman… snow fight… hide and seek…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Seeing the little puffs of breath in the air in front of me as I ask… A snow fight?

Zakradark: (Havyn) We approach the edge of a field which merges further up into the wooded area. I ignore your question. Here! Snowman! I grin.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Smiling back at you. Okay. How do we start making the snowman, Lian? The snow looks so pristine blanketing the ground.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I think for a moment… Magick or by hand?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Giving you a playful glance, contemplating for a moment. Which way is more fun?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I shrug. I would say by hand is more difficult… tell you what. We’ll start the mortal way. Pile some snow up. I bend down.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Bending over to touch the snow, trying to follow your instruction. Using both hands to gather it together. Okay…

Zakradark: (Havyn) We need to make two piles… one for the body and one for the head. So after you’ve gathered some… start to roll it.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Puzzled by how to do that. Roll it? Watching you for a moment before trying to copy what you are doing. How’s this, Lian?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I look to see the snow kind of falling apart in your hands. Um… try not to press down on it so hard…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Okay… Biting down on my lip as I try to make the snow resemble what you are doing. How’s this?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I stop what I’m doing and smile at you before walking over. Like this… I help roll, until we have a large snowball. There!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Smiling up at you, proud of my part of the snowman… Even if I did need help. Okay, what do we do next, Lian?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I go back to the body and finish rolling it, making it twice the size of yours. Now… we need to lift yours onto mine.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Gingerly picking up my ball of snow, not wanting to break it, and carrying it the few feet over to where your ball is. Okay…

Zakradark: (Havyn) Seeing you pick up the snow, rushing to help you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Smiling a thanks, as you come over to help me. This is fun, Lian. My first snowman.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Feeling a little mischievous. Havyn, close your eyes… I have a surprise…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Curious, I obediently close my eyes. Waiting to see what kind of surprise you have for me.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I bend down, picking some snow up and making it into a ball. Are your eyes shut tight?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Squeezing my eyes shut even harder. Now I’m very curious.Yes, Lian. Waiting patiently.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I debate where to throw the snowball. I pull my arm back and sling it lightly so it hits you in the shoulder.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Feeling the impact of something cold hit my shoulder. Gasping and opening my eyes, realizing that you have pelted me with snow. Lian! Blinking at you for a moment before bending to scoop up my own handful of snow, trying to form it into a ball.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I smirk at you. The first shot is for free…. after that… I chuckle to myself.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Trying to haul my sadly formed snowball at you, only to have it disintegrate before it gets even halfway there. That… that didn’t count!

Zakradark: (Havyn) I quirk a brow at you. Oh no? I bend to start making another. Can I discount my first attempt then?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Trying to move and pick up more snow at the same time, slipping in the process and landing in a heap in the snow. I can’t help but laugh as I lay there on my back in the snowfall.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I take a slow step forward. Uh oh… this is not good. If you don’t get up and run… I may have to attack you with more snow! I bend as I walk towards you to grab even more snow. Better hurry, Havyn!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Laughing so hard that it is hard to compose myself enough to get up out of the snow. Wait…Lian! Still laughing.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Adapting the Freddy Krueger song as I stalk forward slowly… One, two… Lian’s coming for you!…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Making it to my feet, backing up a step or two away from you, before turning around to make it to the trees. Glancing over my shoulder at you with a smile on my face for a moment.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I smirk darkly as you start to jog away. Ready or not… here I come… I turn left instead of heading straight for you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Finding a large tree a little way in to hide behind. Bending down to grab some ammunition, a snowball, for when I see you.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Seeing you pause at a tree, I move fast around you before calling out… The snow won’t protect you from me! I wait silently.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Squinting in the direction from where I had thought I heard your voice come from, but I don’t see you. Waiting for a moment before carefully peering around the trunk in the other direction.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Rushing towards you, reaching to grab your shoulders, so I can pin you to the tree.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Gasping in surprise. Lian! I forget how fast you can be sometimes.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I smile down at you. Got ya! Do I get a prize? I wag my brows at you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) A prize you say? A thought forming. Would this prize be a kiss?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I pretend to contemplate the suggestion. Hmmm, a kiss from the one I love? Maybe… is a kiss worth it?

Havyn: (Zakradark) The words “one I love” cause my heart to happily sing, a smile spreading wider across my face. Kiss me, Lian.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I cup your face with my cool hands, before bringing my lips to meet yours. I shiver… but not from the cold.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Enjoying your kiss for a long moment before I bring my arms up to wind around your neck….then impishly drop the snowball that had still been in my hand down your back.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I freeze for a moment. Oh… tell me you didn’t…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Smiling at you then slipping under your arm to take off again through the woods, calling over my shoulder. Catch me if you can, Lian! I know you will.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Growling, before gathering a huge snowball. You better run faster than that! I begin to chase you.

Zakradark: I nuzzle my face into something warm, vanilla scented. It feels… nice. I throw my arm over it to draw whatever it is closer. It’s mine.

Havyn: Feeling Lian pull me closer to him. Still mostly asleep, I burrow further into him. I feel so protected in Lian’s arms.

Zakradark: (Havyn) You move closer to me. Your skin is rubbing against mine and the delicious sensation it arouses, causes me to open my eyes.

Havyn: (Zakradark)Not sure if I want to wake up yet, I feel so nice and safe and warm. A smile tugging at my lips.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I watch as your lips curve into a smile, brushing my thumb over them. I look down… seeing ink perfectly formed on your skin.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Your thumb passes over my lips before I hear a slight inhalation of breath. Opening my eyes sleepily to see you gazing down below my face. Lian?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I frown, looking you in the eyes again. Havyn, I’m… I’m so sorry. I didn’t… wasn’t thinking… I trail off, sitting up.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Frowning at you and sitting up as well, catching the sheet to my breasts before it slips around my waist. What are you talking about, Lian? Cocking my head to the side. What are you sorry for?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I raise my fingers hesitantly to the pattern that is marked across your skin, at the base of your neck. This…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Looking down to where you are touching me, only able to see some of the mark that is branded across my skin. What is that?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I scrub a hand over my face. How do I tell you, I’ve marked you as mine. My property. Only I should touch you. It’s my mark…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Touching the symbol with my own fingers. This is your mark, Lian? What does it mean?

Zakradark: (Havyn) There is something different about the mark… It’s not entirely mine.It looks like… it’s merged with another symbol.  Actually… I’m not sure, Luv. I… this is a little different to my mark. I’ve never actually marked anyone before.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Chewing my lip for a moment as I absorb this. Lian, what does it mean to mark someone?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I stare at you for a moment. Trying to sift through my emotions. Every cell in my being is screaming that you now belong to me. What did I do? It has to be my mark…A marking shows others you belong to another… maybe I can find a way to undo it.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Taken aback that you would want to undo your mark and blinking back tears. Saying in a small voice… You don’t want me to be yours, Lian? Looking down at my lap.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Possession sweeps through me. A voice inside, practically screaming you’re mine. The marking wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t want it, Havyn. Marking or not… I will always think of you as mine… but I didn’t even give you a choice.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Looking back up at you. I want to keep your mark, Lian. But, why do you think it’s slightly different?

Zakradark: (Havyn) Your words repeating in my head. You want to keep my mark. You want to be mine. My hand reaches to trace the ink on your skin.

Havyn: (Zakradark) The touch of your fingers send shivers skating across my skin. I wonder if you like the way it looks on me.

Zakradark: (Havyn) As I touch part of the pattern, it feels like someone is caressing my back. I pause. That part of the symbol… is not mine.

Havyn: (Zakradark) My brows furrowing. If it is not yours, Lian, than whose is it?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I shrug, not knowing the answer. I’m not sure… as I’ve never marked something as mine… I’m not sure how it works.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Nodding. Okay. Closing my eyes as a yawn catches me, lifting my arms up to stretch, forgetting about the sheet for a moment. Mmm…I want some coffee.

Zakradark: (Havyn) My eyes straying as the sheet glides over your skin. Wanting to see more, I quickly whip it down and smirk. My mark suits you!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Gasping as you yank the sheet down. Lian! Unable to hide the playful laughter from my voice. Pleased that you like the way your symbol looks on me.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Smiling as I hear your laughter. The sound doing something else to me… I don’t understand. I give you a brief kiss before climbing off the small bed and walking nude to the kitchen area. Coffee you say? We have any of that Hazelnut syrup?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Slightly distracted… Okay, more than slightly… by your naked bum as you walk into the kitchen area. My eyes trek up your body and noticing something on your back that hadn’t been there before. Recognizing the bottom half of it… Um…Lian?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I grab two cups, opening the cupboard with the syrup for the coffee. Yeah? I look at you. You used it all didn’t you?

Havyn: (Zakradark)Lian? Is it normal to have yourself marked as well when you mark someone else? I know nothing of the ways of Warlocks.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Frowning at you. What do you mean?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Gesturing toward your back with my hand. You have a mark on your back, Lian. It wasn’t there before.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Eyes widening and stalking straight to the mirror in the bathroom, twisting so I can see the symbol that is identical to yours.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Alarmed by the look on your face as you march to the bathroom. Calling out to you… Lian? Is there something wrong?

Zakradark: (Havyn) Staring at the latest tattoo on my skin. I reach my hand over my shoulder to touch it. A strange, new sensation emerging.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Gasping and glancing down at my own mark, as it feels like your physically there, touching it.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Whispering… I’ve never seen this before… How could I? I spent my entire life killing or running from other Warlocks!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Unsure of whether to be worried or not, whether this is normal or not. Does this mean something entirely else than you just marking me? Lian…?

Zakradark: (Havyn) Amazing… I didn’t even recall feeling pain.Only immense pleasure as I saw the marking appear on your skin the night before.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Deciding to go to you in the bathroom. Standing up, wrapping the sheet around me and heading across the room.

Zakradark: (Havyn) The importance of the shared symbol striking me. Not only are you marked as mine… but I’m also marked as yours…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Reaching the door, poking my head in. Lian? You haven’t answered me. Is this supposed to happen?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I look at you, I can feel my eyes shifting as my vision changes. The thought… I’ve been marked by you… my voice is deep. Yes.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Slipping the rest of the way through the door to join you. You had me worried for a moment, Lian. I thought there was something wrong.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I tilt my head at you, thinking… I’d like to touch my mark while I’m inside of you. I smirk. Something is wrong…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Blinking at you. What is wrong, Lian? Confused. I thought you had just answered “yes” to this being normal when marked…

Zakradark: (Havyn) I step towards you. You’re wearing that ridiculous sheet… it’s not a good look on you…

Havyn: (Zakradark) My eyes travel down your naked body, zeroing in on your hardening length. Suddenly breathless, swallowing. And what look do you find good on me, Lian? Looking back up to your face.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I stand before you. Not touching. Every part of me calling to you. I think you need to lose the material. Don’t you agree?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Nibbling on my bottom lip for a moment, before I lower my hands and let go. The sheet falling to the floor around my feet.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I smirk at you. Much better! I brush my fingers over the dark ink on your pale skin. This… mark… is ours.

Havyn: (Zakradark)Ours? Just this one touch has me closing my eyes, trembling in anticipation of what is to come. Is that why it is slightly different?

Zakradark: (Havyn) I lean down and kiss your jawline. My hand moving down past your navel. I whisper in your ear. Precisely…

Havyn: (Zakradark)And what does… Losing my train of thought as your hand slips even lower. Gripping your upper arms to steady myself.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I close the door behind you and push you up against it, before sliding two fingers inside of you. I groan. Havyn… you’re already wet for me.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Moaning at the push of your fingers into me. I want to give you better access. I move my arms up to wrap around your shoulders.  Using the door for leverage as I move up your body to wrap my legs around your waist, opening myself further for you.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I want to be inside you! Not waiting for you to respond, I remove my fingers and look you in the eyes as pose myself to enter.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Desire for you lighting my blood on fire. Yes, Lian! Gasping out as you thrust into me.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I pause inside of you, holding your hips tight as I look into your eyes, fast changing to golden. I could do this forever…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Murmuring an agreement. Yes, Lian… forever… Capturing your lips with mine, my hand sliding down to touch the mark on your back.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Gasping at the touch of your hand on my newest tattoo. Electricity and fire crashing under my skin as I thrust inside you again.

Havyn: (Zakradark) There is something that seems so wild and primal about this mating. There is no me. There is no you. Just us. Crying out in pleasure as you thrust inside me harder and faster.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I place one hand over the mark on your chest, baring my neck to you. Bite me, Havyn…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Moving my face to your neck, not hesitating to sink my fangs into your vein. Moaning in delight at the first decadent drop of your blood on my tongue.

Zakradark: (Havyn)I feel complete. Whole. Powerful. My energy charging… Surging between us. Where does each of us begin and end?

Havyn: (Zakradark) The feel of you slamming inside of me, the taste of your blood in my mouth, your words ringing in my head… Your scent… everything coalescing into this one moment. My orgasm explodes through me, the intensity unlike anything before. LIAN!!!

Zakradark: (Havyn) You clench around me, unable to think. Just feel… as I slam inside of you a final time before my own orgasm takes hold. Never before has anything felt so perfect, unique. Nothing can take you from me. Nothing!

Havyn: Testing the temperature of the water before stepping into the shower. I wish there were a bathtub as well and not just a stall.

Zakradark: I throw my shirt into the corner before lounging on the bed. Crossing my legs at the ankle, arms behind my head. Sighing.

Havyn: The warm water feels good, cleansing, as it sluices down my body. Picking up the shampoo to wash my hair.

Zakradark: I can hear the shower spray… Havyn is in the bathroom. I close my eyes, thinking of how the water will be running over her perfect skin.

Havyn: Done with my hair, I pick up the body wash, but it slips from my fingers and clatters on to the tiled floor. Laughing at my clumsiness.

Zakradark: I hear Havyn clattering about. My fingers itching to touch her… Should I join her? Let her shower, you moron! I mumble to myself.

Havyn: Finishing with the rest of my shower, a small part of me loathe to abandon the warm water. The other part… wants to see Lian.

Zakradark: Trying to push thoughts of Havyn in the shower from my mind. Food… I like food. When was the last time Havyn fed? Does she need blood?

Havyn: Wrapping a towel around myself as I step out of the shower, reaching for my change of clothing and realizing I didn’t bring it in with me. Sighing. I don’t know why I feel nervous about walking out there in front of Lian with just a towel on… it’s not as if he hasn’t seen me. Telling myself to stop being a moron and opening the door.

Zakradark: I open my eyes as I hear the bathroom door click open. Havyn walks out and my gaze is instantly drawn to those uncovered, wet thighs.

Havyn: (Zakradark) The look you are giving me is searing. I find myself blushing as I head over to where I keep my clothes.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I stand from the bed, unable to control my actions as I walk over to you and pull the material from your hands. Dropping it.

Havyn: (Zakradark) My gaze instantly whipping up to yours, feeling completely breathless for a long moment before swallowing hard. Lian…

Zakradark: (Havyn) I lick my lips as I bend to claim your mouth. The need to touch you, feel you, overwhelming. Following my instincts.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Eagerly meeting your tongue with my own and slipping my arms around your neck to press you closer to me. Desire rushing through me.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Guiding you towards the bed, not hesitating to pull the towel away from you, running my hands over your soft, bare skin.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Naked before you, your mouth still plundering mine, I feel the edge of the bed hit the back of my legs. Letting you gently push me down on it.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Breaking away from your lips, gazing down at you with dark eyes. Havyn… Unable to articulate what I’m thinking, feeling.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Staring into your intense eyes. Yes, Lian? Running my hands down the front of your chest. I never want to stop touching you.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Gazing over your skin. I’m the only one who has seen you, touched you, tasted you, been inside of you. It makes you mine.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Brushing my fingertips down your stomach to your pants, toying with the waistband, unsure if I should be so forward.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Closing my eyes as I feel your fingers, gentle on my skin. I groan. Havyn… do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?

Havyn: (Zakradark) Fumbling with your button. I want to be with you again. Now! If it is anything like what you do to me, Lian… Damn button!

Zakradark: (Havyn) I help you with the button to my jeans, letting the material slide down my legs, thinking of what I want to do to you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Gripping your head with both of my hands, to pull your mouth back down to mine. The moisture further pooling between my legs.

Zakradark: (Havyn) One hand sliding down between your thighs to feel how wet you are, my mind unable to think of anything else. Need you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) My hips jerk up at the touch of your fingers, opening my legs even further. Want, need… Moving my hands from your head down your back.

Zakradark: (Havyn) My kisses trail down your neck, my hands slide back up your arms, wanting to pin you in place. Resisting the pull.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Moaning your name. Lian… please. Scraping my nails down your back. Moving my mouth to your ear. I want you. Nipping your earlobe with my teeth.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Whispering to you… Havyn, I need you… Steadying myself, stopping myself from thrusting into you.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Lifting my legs up and around your waist, dragging my hands further down your back. Desperate.Lian!

Zakradark: (Havyn) Groaning as I push inside of you slowly. Hot… wet…Havyn… you feel… I cannot explain the sensations soaring through me.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Gasping in only pleasure, this time, at your invasion. My eyes closing as my head kicks back on the bed, baring my throat.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Sliding all the way inside of you. The feeling of you surrounding me… I feel whole. I feel complete.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Moving with you, each thrust you make inside, sends threads of pleasure throughout my body. Clinging to you. I wish we could last forever in this moment. I love feeling so close to you.

Zakradark: (Havyn)I just love this moment. I would give anything to last in this moment. It takes everything inside of me to repress my thoughts.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Lifting my head back up to capture your mouth with mine, my nails digging into your back as the tension in me tightens further.

Zakradark: (Havyn) You’re mine. Mine! The magick inside… Need to claim you. I slide my hand down your neck. Havyn… I need to take you!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Beyond thought, beyond reason. The only thing that exists in this world is you and me. You are already inside, outside… all over my body, heart and soul. Can there be more? Yes, Lian…take me! I find myself gasping.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I thrust myself to the hilt inside of you… unable to think… just feel. You’re mine. That’s all that matters.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Crying out in ecstasy, teetering on the brink. It won’t take much more to push me over the edge.

Zakradark: (Havyn)You’re mine… I can feel it. My hand slides a little lower than your throat, energy gathering there.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Fragmenting into a million pieces, each one of them imprinted with your name. Your name screaming past my lips as I shatter.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I feel you shatter around me. I soak up everything you have to offer. Remembering… You’re mine… I push the energy back.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Clinging to you, still clenching around you. Not knowing where I end and you begin.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Resting my hand on the base of your neck, knowing I need to mark you. You’re mine. It’s all I can think of as I begin to break.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Feeling your hand on my neck, and lifting my head up to kiss you again. I feel so close to you and I don’t want it to end.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I feel the power soak into your skin. I want to warn you… Havyn… I can’t stop…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Murmuring against your lips. Mmm… Feeling a slight sting on my neck but too consumed by you to register much more.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Watching as my mark begins to take form across your skin. Pressing my lips against yours, as I thrust into you once again.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Your thrusts send aftershocks of pleasure racing through me, twining my tongue with yours as your mouth presses over mine.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Almost there… My symbol almost perfectly etched into your skin. A sense of possession sweeps through me.

Havyn: (Zakradark) Crying out your name again as a second orgasm rips through me, digging my nails further into your back as the pleasure wracks my body.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Seeing my mark upon you, feeling you come beneath me… I lose control of all sensation and fall apart above you. Havyn…!!

Havyn: (Zakradark) Tightening my arms around you, trying to hold you closer to me. My heart beating wildly even as my spasms begin to subside.

Zakradark: (Havyn) Havyn… Watching the mark settle upon your skin, as I try to pull myself together, bliss consuming every inch of me.

Havyn: (Zakradark) My head on your shoulder as I try to catch my breath. Words escaping me, I merely sigh contentedly.

Zakradark: (Havyn) I nuzzle your neck before announcing… You’re mine. Nobody can take you from me…

Havyn: (Zakradark) Pulling my head back to look at your face. I’m yours, Lian. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

Zakradark: (Havyn) A sense of satisfaction overtaking me as I claim your lips again.