Dear Readers, for those who have read this story already I have updated it. It was once 7 pages long, but it's now 12. So please I hope you enjoy the new updated story.
I sit on the couch watching Lulu watch TV, she loves it so much. Since she was introduced to it she can't get enough, and it helps her keep her mind off of the loved ones she has already lost as well as the loved ones she may still lose.
Saya is sitting beside me, smiling down as she looks at Lulu, watching as she gets excited for the different characters on the screen. Saya is known as a Chiropteran. These creatures feed off of blood, they can feed off of their Chevaliers. If you're not sure what that is, they are like body guards. Saya is also a queen, just like her sister. Each sister's Chevaliers can mate with the other sister. Lulu is called Schiff, they are neither a Chevalier or Chiropteran, and they have a disease that they call the thorn. Once it starts their death isn't too far behind the start of the thorn.
I look over to the door and spot Kai leaving the room with a briefcase, I smile some knowing what is in it, it's blood for the Schiff. Sighing, my thoughts venture to the leader of the Schiff, Moses. Ever since I first started traveling with Saya and the others, once the Schiff came into the picture I just can't stop thinking about him. Honestly though, I never thought that this is all the stuff that I would get into, all these blood hungry creatures, monsters if you will.
I look down at my hands as my mind wanders through the thoughts of when Moses is going to get the Thorn. I don't actually know what I'd do if he ever did leave even if death is what took him from me. I'm sure he doesn't know that I care this deeply for him. In fact, I know he and the others are learning how to show emotion, when all they knew was how to run away. I'm so scared to tell him how much I care for him because of how they are.
"Hikaru are you alright"? Saya asks, taking my mind away from the worst thing that can happen. I look over at her, shocked that she bothered to ask.
"Yeah I'm fine", I answer, though I'm sure she didn't buy the lie. She gives me a specific look that let me know that I was right about her not believing it. I smile at her, nothing more I can do about it, I'm sure she isn't going to understand the love I have for a creature that isn't even human. I'm certain that he would never understand it. With a sigh I get up and stretch, then with her eyes on me, I walk over to Lulu and put my hand on her shoulder, she looks at me and smiles.
"Hikaru", she excitedly says. I smile back at her and reply, "I'm going to bed, I'll be seeing you in the morning". She nods her head, then turns to face the TV once more. I smile at her and get up, then turn toward the door, noticing how Saya is still watching me. I walk to it, then walk down the hall, making my way to my room door. I reach for the handle and just before I could turn it, Saya stops me.
"Tell me what's wrong, I can tell something is bothering you", she tries to get me to confide in her.
"How is it that you can tell"? I couldn't help but ask.
"You just aren't acting like your usual self", she answers. I just shake my head and turn back toward the door.
"Look, I know it has to do with Moses", she just blurts. I stop midway to opening the door and look back at her.
"I'm not that blind. The look you always give him whenever you see him, gives you away", she says. Sighing, I look down at my feet and close my eyes. I can't believe that I was letting it be that obvious, I was sure I was doing a good job of hiding it, but I guess not.
"I'm just really afraid to tell him", I lowly say. Saya sighs, then she puts her hand on my shoulder. I look up at her and she says, "Believe me, it'll hurt you more to not let him know... That kind of regret is the worst pain once he is gone".
"I've been trying to ignore how I feel about him to stop that kind of pain", I say.
"Besides, he wouldn't even feel the same for me, I'm sure". She shakes her head and leans against the wall.
"You actually can't know that for sure, after all, look at what they have gone through, what he has gone through. He is adapting to what is going on around him right now. I can tell you know that he isn't use to people who want to help him. He might understand more then you know", she responds.
I look at her shocked, I know she cares about everyone here, but why is she telling me to confess? I'm aware that she's been through some shit too from the past, but... Wait a minute, she has been through it, and her telling me that I would regret not saying anything should be the first clue.
"Ok, I'll think about it", I finish. She smiles and turns, before she starts walking, she adds, "Don't allow yourself to think too long, it might just be too late". I watch her walk down the hall and disappear back into the living room. I sigh, then walk into my room, close the door and lean against it. I stare up at the ceiling as I ponder how to tell him. As I ponder about what his reaction is going to be. I wonder if it really is a good idea to take that risk.
"What should I do"? I ask as I put my hand over my heart as I feel the ever longing ache. Thinking about him hurts. Knowing that things won't work out the way I want them too, nothing ever does. I've cared about others before, but nothing like this. I've been through hell as well, may not be the same kind of hell but I have. I've had loved ones leave on me and people say that they will always be here for me. I know Saya is right about telling him, but I don't know if I want to take the risk of him not feeling the same way. I just don't think I can handle that kind of pain.
With a sigh, I close my eyes and hug my knees to my chest and sit there with silent tears streaming down my face, my chest aches, my throat burns as I refuse to let out my sobbing sounds, nothing has prepared me for a hurt like this.
After a short while I wipe the tears away and get to my feet, I walk over to the bed and look down on it, I know I need to sleep but I still can't decide what I want to do. Shrugging my shoulders, I lay down on it and curl up with a pillow, closing my eyes and slowly falling asleep with the comforting presents of the pain I feel. Falling asleep slowly after tears begin streaming down my face.
That morning I wake to racket going on down the hall. I sit up and wipe my face off as best I can, then get up and walk to the door. I open it then walk down the hall, hearing everyone talking, some people yelling out of frustration. For some reason I don't want to make out what is being said so I just sense the emotion going on with everyone. Anger, fear and sadness.
Just as I get to the living room door everyone walks out, they give me saddened looks, but they brush past me as I walk into the room. I look down at Lulu who doesn't seem happy, in fact the look on her face is worried and scared.
"Oh, Hikaru", she says and looks down.
"Lulu? What is wrong"? I ask worried.
"It's Karman, he left and I'm afraid he is going to die", she says. My face drops at this, I know how much Moses loves him and cares for him, would he follow? Why would he leave, does he have the thorn?
"I really want to help, but I know there is nothing I can do", she says. I sigh and walk over to her, if there was something I could do, I most defiantly would for her and Moses's sakes. I take her in my arms and she holds onto me really tightly, her body racked with shakes. I walk us over to the couch and comfort her as best I can, trying my hardest not to fall apart myself.
I look at the TV screen and see a show playing, I don't pay attention to what's going on, I just watch the screen to distract myself from my own fear, as I try to help this broken girl with her own sense of loss. She sat leaning against me, clutching my shirt, the whites of her knuckles showing, tears just streaming down her face. I don't know how long it had taken but she ended up falling asleep to her own sorrow, just as I had the night before.
I just sit there for hours before getting myself out of her grasp without waking her. I walk into the kitchen and look at the time, in a few hours it's going to be nightfall, and I'm sure everyone is out looking for Karman. With a sigh, I didn't want to stay here, I turn then, walk down the hall to the front door.
I walk down the street, heading for the park that I often find myself heading toward to help with my sorrow, to help with my worries, my doubts, my fears. I make it to the park and find a vacant bench, then sit on it.
Now I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to tell Moses how I truly feel. I sigh and look down, Saya was right, this feeling that washes over me is regret and it does hurt, it hurts more than the thought of him not sharing the same feelings. I sit and stare at my hands, I don't know how long it had been but I just stare at them, using them as my focus to not fall apart to my horrifying thoughts.
"Hikaru"? I hear, a voice moments later, snapping me out of my blank thoughts that seem to go everywhere. I look up and my eyes widen, the person standing in front of me is none other than Moses. He looks down at me his expression appears a bit worried.
"Moses"? I ask, thinking he is just a fragment of my imagination.
"Are you alright"? He asks.
"Yeah... Well... Kind of", I answer looking away, what am I suppose to say? What am I suppose to do, it is really him who is standing a foot or two in front of me.
"Talk to me, what is wrong"? He asks, his voice sounds caring, not distant or withdrawn, it actually sounds genuinely caring.
"I.. It's ok, I'm fine", I lie. Moments after that thunder is heard in the distance, then a flash of lightning not too far from where we are.
"It's going to down poor soon, we should seek out shelter", Moses sounds like a true leader. I wonder if this is how he treated his comrades, his friends, his family. Finally, I look up at him and nod my head, he does have a point, it's better to get in out of the rain than to let the cool air and water hit us. I get to my feet, then we begin walking in an awkward silence.
Should I tell him? How would I word it in a way he can understand. Just as that thought went through my head, the sudden dryness of our surroundings have turned into a massive downpour of huge ass rain drops.
"Come on, there is a small shack ahead of us", Moses urges. I nod my head and we begin to run. Not watching my footing and not paying attention to the ground I feel my foot sink into a full pot hole, then I close my eyes as a sudden pain shows up on my ankle. I wait for the pain of falling into the wet ground below.
Instead arms come around me and I land on a firm warm body. After taking the breath I had been holding I look up at his face, I'm sure mine is showing shock.
"Be more careful, I'll get us there in no time", he says, then he picks me up bridle style and rushes at his inhuman speed the rest of the distance to our choice of shelter. He pushes open the door after a short pause, then walks into the building. He looks around still holding me in his arms, more than likely to make sure it's safe.
"A-are we clear"? I ask feeling really nervous of being in his arms.
"Yes, I believe we are, no danger anywhere to be sensed", he answers. We then stand here for a while before I feel my face heat up, "Umm, can you p-put me down n-now"?
"Oh, right, sorry", he says as he gently puts me down. I turn and look out the doors, eyes wide. The rain is so hard that you can't see anywhere but a few feet in front of the door.
"Just great", I groan. I see from the corner of my eyes as Moses gives me an odd look, he watches me then turn and walk around as I look at the small place. In the center of the room is a pile of furs. I look back at him and ask, "What"?
He just smiles and shakes his head, "You're not acting like yourself, and well... Your soaked cloths cling to you in a rather...", he couldn't seem to come up with the next words. I just look at him, what does he mean about my clothes, I then look down at them and instantly blush, they are literally clinging to my frame.
I turn around and walk over to the pile of furs, then sit down and pick up one of them. I then look at Moses, he is still staring at me, I notice that his clothes are also soaked as well. He walks over and stands a foot away from me.
"Can you guys get sick?.. I mean other then the thorn"? I ask, as I rub my goosebumped arms.
"Not that I'm aware of", he answers. I sigh and look at my hands, I know I need to get out of these clothes but I'm scared to become that vulnerable in front of him. I begin to shiver some with the odd cool breeze coming through the old battered shack. The part that I don't like about rain when the air is still cold.
"C-could you look away f-for a moment"? I ask. He gives me a weird look.
"I want to get out of these wet clothes". He nods his head, then turns around so his back is facing me. I start to get undressed before I could change my mind, leaving my bra and panties on. I set the wet dripping clothes aside, then grab the fur I was holding earlier and wrap it around myself. Folding the corner in under my armpit so when I stand it doesn't fall off.
"Sorry about that", I say as I get to my feet with the wet clothes in hand. I look around to find a place to put them to let them dry, finding one, I walk over to it, reaching up as a rope is hanging enough to place clothes on it. I feel the fur slowly sliding down, I bring my arms back down groaning out of frustration as I can't reach the rope to place my clothes.
"Here, let me help", Moses says as he walks over to me, he takes the clothes, then puts them up, looking at me for my approval. I nod at him and he smiles, "Thanks".
"Not a problem", he replies. I look away as I feel my face heat up once more.
"What's wrong"? He asks, "Are you getting sick"?
Crap, he has seen the colour of my face change, I walk back over to the pile of furs and sit back down, looking up at him after feeling my face cool.
"I'm fine, not getting sick, don't worry about it", I answer him. I look down at my feet as he walks over, the words 'You'll regret', going through my mind. Saya is right, if I don't say anything, I will suffer for not saying it. I feel Moses sit down beside me, I look over at him and watch as he places his scythe down beside him.
"I take that as a sign that it's safe here"? I ask. He looks at me and nods his head, my eyes then widen when I notice a difference in his eye colour, it's a bit off.
"Now it's my turn, are you alright"? I Ask.
"I'm fine, just hungry", he answers.
"Didn't you take some of the blood Kai was giving you"? I couldn't help but ask.
"No, I had a lot on my mind, I just couldn't bring myself to eat anything", he answers.
"Oh... You won't go... You know, crazy on me"? I ask.
"No, of course not. You're one of my friends", he answers. I feel my heart sink at those words, it hurt to hear him say friend. He gives me a concerned look, I just look away, looking down at my feet once more, I'm sure he can clearly see my pain now.
"What now"? He asks.
"It's complicated", I answer.
"All women are, but just talk with me, I know it's bothering you", he says, his tone soft. With a sigh, I bring my knees up to my chest and hug them, I close my eyes.
"It's just.. Saya had said that I should just let it out... But I'm just afraid", I answer.
"Let what out"? He asks, I can feel his gaze fixated on me.
"How I feel", I answer, I then begin to fiddle my thumbs together, "How I feel about... Y-you".
"What about me"? He asks, though he doesn't sound confused, in fact he sounds knowing.
"I knew this was going to happen, just never mind", I say and turn so my back is to him.
"Hikaru, what"? He asks. The sound of my name coming from his lips makes me shiver.
"I don't think you'd understand", I bluntly add.
"Then make me understand", he says. I turn some then look over at him, eyes wide.
"I'm still grasping the human emotion, after all I use to be human, but spending life the way I have it made me forget most of them, so help me learn about them again", he admits.
"Ok.. Well, this is all, also new to me, I don't know if I could explain it well enough, but I'll try... I really like you... Maybe... In love with you", I turn my head as I say the last thing.
"I don't want you to go, I want to help find a way for you, Karman and Lulu to have longer lives".
He puts his hand on the side of my face and forces me to look at him. I look into his hungry eyes as he looks into my scared blue ones.
"This is an emotion that I do understand, caring and love. Us Schiff care for one another, we wouldn't want to see anyone of us in any pain", he says.
"But when I say love, I mean in a different kind of way", I blurt. He just gazes into my eyes, as though he is searching for something within them, or he could be searching for my soul.
"I know you do", he lowly stats. My eyes widen at that, he knew, how did he know. We sit there gazing into one another's eyes for what felt like hours, but has only been minutes. As though it had been instinct urging me on, I lean forward, bringing our faces closer together, my eyes flutter closed as I brush my lips lightly on his, then pull away. I open my eyes and he looks at me a bit confused, but before I could do or say anything he puts his hand behind my head, and kisses me back with an urgency I never thought anyone would have for me.
When we pull apart, I look at him rather shocked, I hadn't expected him to do anything like that. He smiles at me and looks away.
"Hey, umm, Moses"? I start.
"Yes"? He answers as he turns to look at me once more. I feel my cheeks flush at just the mere thought of what I'm going to ask him.
"Have you ever wanted to drink from a human"? I ask.
"Why"? He answers. I can see how intense the look is on his face concerning this particular subject.
"Well... It's just.. I've thought...", I trail off as I look down, gazing at his hand. I don't want to focus on his face.
"Have you imagined that one of us had drank from a human"? He asks.
"Kinda, sort of", I quietly reply.
"Then what"? He asks as he gently places his hand on the side of my face, forcing me to look at him.
"Well, I was just wondering what it would be like if you drank my blood", I answer, closing my eyes still not wanting to look at him. I feel him move, then his lips gently brush mine before he whispers, "If you want to experience it, then I'm willing to allow you".
I open my eyes and look into his green, shocked, he has a slight smile on his features. He then trails his hand down my neck lightly brushing his thumb on my neck as he eyes it with hunger.
"B-but...", I say and stop talking as soon as he leans in and brushes his lips lightly where his thumb once was. My lips part as I move my head to the side, giving him more access, "M-Moses", I whisper as he nipples the spot.
"Do you want to"? He whispers in my ear, causing me to shiver from his breath brushing my skin.
"Will you hurt me"? I ask.
"No", he answers firmly. I don't even have to look at him, I believe that he won't hurt me.
"Ok", I finish, then close my eyes as I feel him brush his lips against my skin once more. He dabs his tongue out as he seeks out a specific spot. Once he found it, he kisses and sucks on it, licking then scraping his sharp fangs against it. I shiver to the feel of them, knowing he is this close and is about to drink my very essence, the very thing that gives my body life. He flicks his tongue over my skin a few times, then I feel his teeth put pressure against my skin.
Groaning as he sinks his teeth through my flesh, I then moan as I feel him sucking my blood. The sensation is amazing, the feel of another creature drinking from me is just so, breathtaking. It's really hard to explain, it's such a sensual sensation that it's really hard to explain. I'm sure if I've ever experienced it, this would feel a lot like having sex.
I moan out loudly as he grabs my shoulders, bringing his body in a bit closer to mine. Not long after that he pulls his fangs out and begins to lick the wound, stopping the bleeding. He then looks at me, I watch as his eyes go from being red back to his amazing green.
Lemon Start
We gaze at one another for what felt like hours, then out of nowhere without warning, he pushes me down, moves my legs aside so he can rest between my legs and claims my lips in a rough kiss full of hunger. My eyes wide for a few second, then they flutter closed. For some reason I want more, though my mind says no, my body says hell yes. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back with the same urgency.
I then feel his hand skillfully unwrap the fur from around me and shiver as his gentle touch brushes over my skin. His hand maps out my neck, shoulders, collar bone, around each small mound, stomach then back up. He snakes his hand under my bra and cups my breast in his hand, giving it a light squeeze then rolling it around some. I moan into his mouth as he lightly brushes a nail over my nipple.
My heart races as he fondles with my breasts and thrusts his hips into me. He parts from my lips, but continues what he's doing, trailing kisses down my jaw, to my neck. My lips parted as I feel this new sensation, my breath comes out loudly. The more sensation he builds within me the more I want to build within him. I lightly trail my hands down his back, feeling him move against me makes me bend my fingers ever so slightly, putting a bit more pressure against his skin through his layers of clothes.
He then ceases all movement and looks at me a smile on his handsome features. I groan at him for the lack of stimulation and he smiles a bit wider for it.
"Impatient much"? He asks, his voice sounds husky. I feel my face heat up, yet all I can do is gaze into his amazing green eyes. He then kneels up looking down at me. He eyes my body up and down, then licks his lips and gives me a devilish grin. He then gets to his feet, then removes his cloak, revealing a black short sleeve shirt, black matching pants. Instinctively, I lick my lips as he teasingly sways his hips back and forth. I watch him bring his hands down to the hem of his shirt and he quickly discards it.
I watch him, unable to remove my gaze from the show he is putting on. His hands play with his pants button and zipper, then he slowly, teasingly removes them revealing his dark boxers underneath.
"Do you want this, just as bad as I do"? He asks as he plays with the hem of his boxers. I look him up and down, everything about him makes me want to jump him, his well toned body, his face, oh god that hair.
"Yes", I answer. My eyes widen as I watch him slowly remove his boxers, after they get past his bulge they fall straight to the ground. I can't seem to get my eyes off his throbbing member. I wouldn't know if it was huge or small, but to me it looks massive, and just seeing it makes me so hot and bothered.
He then comes over to me, kneeling between my legs once more and hovering over me with a smile on his face. I can't help but think that this is all just a dream, but I also know it couldn't possibly be one, or can it?
He trails his hand over my body once more, moving the tips of his fingers delicately over my skin, sending wondrous shivers through me. I close my eyes as I feel him go further down, and down yet, his fingers moving over the fabric of my panties, then he gently rubs over my heat. I moan out tossing my head back as he rubs in a rhythm.
The firmer he presses his fingers against me the more I begin to squirm, I clutch at the furs underneath me as I feel something build up in my core.
"This what you want"? He asks as he moves his fingers faster. I arch my back some as the sensations become more wild, become more intoxicating, this is an amazing experience, one in which I've never felt before.
"Y-yes, oh god y-yes", I manage to get out as he works wonders with his fingers. His response to that was moving the fabric of my panties aside and rubbing my heat with his figures, sending me over the edge. The feel of his skin touching my most sacred place feels simply amazing. Groaning, shifting around and rocking my hips against his hand, I just can't take all this at once, yet at the same time I don't want him to stop.
I feel his gentle lips claim mine once more, moaning into his mouth as he slowly shoves two figures into my opening. The slight discomfort made me a bit nervous, but him moving his fingers slowly around, then pumping them in, then out, then back in. The discomfort quickly switches from slight pain to wondrous sensations that travel all through my body.
Our tongues clashing with one another to claim dominance, his fingers working wonders inside me. Without even wanting it to, my body rocks my hips against him matching his thrusts. I feel and hear the lustful growl that erupts from his throat to my body's reaction to this new build up of a sensation.
Parting for air I open my eyes and look up at him, gasping some as I gaze into his now red glowing eyes.
"M-Moses"? I moan out not meaning to, it just happens. All he does is smile down at me, licking his lips, then leans down and begins kissing on my neck, continuing to finger me. He nipples, sucks and licks at my neck to add more sensations to what he is doing. This pleasure that is building up inside me is becoming too much, something deep inside me is beginning to feel too tight. I really don't know how anyone can withstand this kind of torture, but this kind of torture is simply pleasurable and enjoyable.
I moan out as he shoves a third finger in, stretching my walls wider, doesn't take me long to adjust to this new size as he moves his fingers in and out. My breathing becomes jagged and uncontrollable, this seems to quicken his pace, pumping his fingers in and out faster. My breath becomes harder to catch, my head all foggy. I rock my hips against his thrusts as best I can as I feel myself tighten and un-tighten around his fingers. Then I tighten around him to the point that he can't move, he lets out an approved groan as I arch my back and as I feel the built up pleasure releases and gushes right out of me all over his hand.
I lay back, breathing heavily as I try to catch my breath, I can feel the strange sensation that makes parts of my body have rapid twitches. I watch as he pulls his fingers out of me and brings them up to his face. I can see the glisten of my juices all over his hand. He takes in the scent, then flicks his tongue out to take a taste. I feel myself getting turned on by that simple action.
He lets out a throaty sound of approval. I moan out quietly as I watch that tongue of his lap up as much of my juices as he can. I shutter at the mere thought of him using it elsewhere, never have I actually considered oral disgusting, but it's something I figured I'd never experience. As I watch him tease me with his tongue on his hands it makes me wonder what talent he has with it, I imagine how it would feel if he was down there, how it would feel if he had my breast in his mouth.
Do I ever love it when he has it in my mouth, but I would rather it somewhere on me over him not touching me at all. I look him over to distract my wandering mind and wonder what it would feel like if I took him in my hand, would he want me to touch him? As though he was reading my mind he, grabs my hand with his clean one and guides me to a sitting position, his face just inches from mine, his other hand at his side. I can smell the musk that I must be emitting from his breath, for some strange reason it doesn't bother me.
He lightly trails my hand down his torso and while looking me dead in the face, he then places my hand on his member. The warmth of it, the feel of it in my hand, just seems to turn me on even more. My skin touching his skin, oh does it just send shivers of anticipation through me. I grasp around his girth, he gently shows me to move my hand forward and back. After a while he lets go, for a moment I pause, I didn't know what I was doing, but he had showed me what to do.
I pump my hand back and forth against his pulsing warm cock and wonder what it's going to be like for him to penetrate me. He leans in and kisses from my collar bone, up my neck, my jaw line till he finally claims my lips. My hand still pumping back and forth on his object of pleasure.
I tighten my grip as hard as I can and move even faster, he thrusts some into my hand as we battle with our tongues with vengeance. Wanting to try something, I stop moving my hand and keep hold of his head, slowly, gently brushing my nail against the slit. He moans into my mouth, without thinking I dip my finger inside, causing him to buck against me.
I work whatever skill I have on him out of hopes that it's good enough. Being rewarded by his heavier breathing and moans that escape from his lips. I pump my hand against his member once more. He reaches behind me and unclasps my bra, taking it off and tossing it somewhere to the side. Then he fondles my breasts once more. Taking my nipple between his forefinger and thumb, then rolling it and giving it a pinch, causing me to moan out and grab rather tighter to the head of his cock.
We both moan out as the pleasure keeps building up inside both of us. Shortly after, he stops what he's doing, then forces me to stop, pushing me back and leaning over me. He slowly, deliberately removes my panties to reveal a not very well maintained pubic hairs.
I look away from him embarrassed by this and groan as he rubs his hand over my moist folds. I moan out and look down at his head as I feel his tongue do wonders around my nipple.
"Oh god", I whimper out as he thrusts his fingers into me once more, working my breasts with his mouth. I had a sudden thought, maybe since he's done all this for this long, just maybe I should give him in return the same he's done to me. All this I can't believe is happening, I never thought in a million years that I'd end up in this situation with this man, it's simply amazing, I have no regrets about it at all.
A short while passes when he leans back up looking down at me. I smile up at him as I bring my legs to my body and sit on my knees. I lean over and grab his length in my hand, without hesitation, I put the tip of him into my mouth. He gasps at my sudden action, but then gives out breathy sighs as I move my tongue around his slit, ever so slightly I brush it over the slight, always earning me another approval sound.
After teasing him for a few minutes, I take more of in my mouth, moving my head down, following my hand to the base, before I could make it reach the back of my throat I move back up moving my hand along with it.
Hearing Moses's heavy breathing and letting out quiet moans to my actions is simply satisfying. I rock my head back and forth, getting a good sense of rhythm. He groans out, then begins to add to it, as I bring my head down, he thrusts his hips nearly causing me to cough. I don't know how long we ended up doing all this before he says, "H-Hikaru I'm g-going to cum".
I don't have a clue as to why I hadn't stopped, I just continued till he shot his seed in my mouth, with a moan. I pull away, and swallow whatever fluid is in my mouth, the taste isn't too bad. He leans in and kisses me deeply, pushing me back so he is once again above me. He teases me with his length before looking at me.
"You sure"? He asks, lust is clearly heard in his voice. I look at him for a long moment, then shyly nod my head. I wanted him for so long, I believe it had started to drive me crazy. He nods his head, then slowly he pushes his throbbing member into my opening, stretching my lips. He manages to get the head of his cock into me then pauses. I'm sure he can sense my discomfort, he is letting me adjust to him.
"You alright so far"? He asks as he brushes hair out of my face. I nod my head, he smiles at me and leans down then kisses me. As he detracts me with his kisses he thrusts himself more into me. I feel him hit a wall of sorts, knowing what it is I grab tightly to the fur's not wanting to hurt him one bit from what is about to happen.
He pushes himself further into me, I feel the pain of my barrier fighting against him, then suddenly I feel a popping sensation and pain shoots up my body as he shoves his full length into me then stills himself. I groan out my discomfort, but still myself as well.
"Sorry", he says as he brushes a tear from my face.
"It's alright, it's normal for the first time", I reply with a smile, he smiles back and kisses me softly on the lips then pulls away. I bring my hand up to the back of his head and force him back down, crashing my lips with his. For a few minutes we share kisses, then he shifts. I groan and he frowns at me.
"I'm sorry, it still hurts", I couldn't help but say.
"Do you want to continue"? He asks. I look at him, I want to stop but something within me is telling me to let him continue.
"No, we can keep going, just take it slow", I answer him. He nods, then pulls out, and slowly thrusts back in. Tears just stream down my face as pain envelops me from this, not long after does it feel rather worth it. Once he noticed me moving with him is when he picks up his pace. I put my arms around his neck, then kiss him as he moves. Our breaths quicken, both making sounds of pleasure, our bodies hot, sweet coating our bodies. He'd kiss my jaw, neck or face every so often. We'd share kisses once and a while. After what felt like hours, I get that fluttering butterfly feeling again and then I feel myself tighten around him, stilling him, then all at once, we both moan rather loudly as we both let out our release. Both of our fluids mixing together.
Moses allows himself to fall to his elbows, keeping all his weight on them so as not to squish me, both of us breathing heavily. We stay like this for a few minutes, then once relaxed, he pulls out and lies on his back. I sigh, then roll over and rest my head on his chest. He grabs a loose fabric and places it around the two of us, then kisses the top of my head.
"I love you... Moses", I say as I close my eyes. For a long while it was silent, then Moses adds, "I love you too Hikaru". Then everything disappears as I fall into a peaceful sleep.
End Lemon
I don't know how long I slept for, but when I awoke, Moses is no where to be seen. I sit up, then look around, nothing, he had just up and left. I look out the door, even though it looks like a mess out there, it's light out. The sun is high in the sky trying to dry up all the rain that the night had brought us. I groan, then toss the make shift blanket aside and gasp when I see the blood on the one underneath. I shake my head and smile at the memory of what happened last night.
Though I wonder why Moses just up and left me like that, he could of woken me up to let me know he was leaving. Or was he... No, I shake my head and clap my hands on my face, so not going to think about that.
I get up and look around, spotting my bra, then my panties, I walk over to them and put them on, feeling a slight discomfort coming from my nother reagon. I put them on then walk over to my other clothes and pull them down. Love seeing the fact that they are dry. I put those on also, put my socks and shoes on.
I walk over to the door and peer outside, sighing I step out with a heavy heart. It's like something is missing, it's like something has gone considerably wrong. I make my way to the place we are all staying, wondering if people are worried about me. What am I going to tell everyone, that I have seen Moses then he vanished again?
I smile as I see the building now in my sight, the mere thought of finally telling someone about what happened between Moses and I is exciting. I never would of thought something like this would happen. I get to the door and place my hand on the handle, but I pause. A frown now on my face as I stare at the door. Something doesn't feel quite right, in fact, it feels really wrong. I hesitantly turn the handle and open the door only to have the sound of crying and sobs invading my ears.
As I walk down the hall my heart seems to break with each step I take, my gut twists and turns. I didn't care that I left the door open something else is more important, something else that I know for sure that I don't actually want to see. Once I get into the kitchen I freeze at the sight I see on the table. Moses and Karman's weapons are both laying on it.
I can swear I heard my heart shatter at the sight of Moses's weapon. My heart has broken because of all that had been shared just last night, all the feelings that had been let out because of the fear of losing him. I can see Lulu on the floor crying, but all I can think to do is wrap my arms around myself. This pain that just seems to wrap me in it's embrace is just too much.
I can't understand why he would do such a thing right after he admitted that he loved me. Was I not worth living for, was I not good enough to have still been around? What have I done wrong to have him just end his life on the very day we had made love, where we had shared each other's bodies with one another. I allow myself to lean against the door frame, and slowly I slide down it as tears form in my eyes, a lump in my throat. All I want to do is scream because of this pain, because of the uncertainty of why he would leave me behind, all alone.
It's like I've died right here and right now as I stare at the weapon that had just been beside the make shiftbed we made love on. A weapon he wouldn't be caught dead without. A weapon that he put all his trust and faith in to protect him when he needed it. A weapon that is now sitting on the table without it's wielder.
As hard as I fight them from falling I just couldn't the tears just come flowing out of my eyes like a waterfall, I just can't get them to stop, my chest feels empty and light as though my heart had died with him. I can see people talking around the table but I can't hear their words, it's like everything around me doesn't exist, the only thing that I ever had was him, and him alone. And now his weapon sits alone on the table also weeping for it's owner's loss.
All I can feel all over me is his touch, his tongue, I can feel him inside me, nothing will ever let me, let that go, the feelings we shared, the feelings that had awoken within me thanks to actually tell him, it comforts me, if just a bit. I know none of it was a dream, if it had been I wouldn't feel sore down there, I wouldn't of seen blood on the fur's, I don't think I would of been in that shack, I think I would of made my way back here.
"Hikaru", I hear someone call, I just can't take my eyes off the weapon, his weapon that is no longer at his side.
"Snap out of it", But I can't, I don't want to, this pain is overwhelming, all I want to do is die along with him. I don't want to live in a world without the very man I wanted, I waited for, for so long.
"Hikaru I know it hurts..", there was more, but I didn't want to listen to the lies, I didn't want to hear the words they had to say. Yes it hurts, but what can they understand about this pain, this pain of now being forever alone. How can they understand the loss of a life long companion.
He said he loved me and he is no longer here, I know of this, this is a fact, nothing can tell me he isn't gone. His weapon is sitting on the table all alone, just like I'm sitting against this wall, also all alone. I feel hands on my shoulders, I feel my body being shaken but all I can do is just sit here, gazing at the weapon sitting on the table, the only thing left of his to show he was real, to show he had existed.
I have nothing else left, but that weapon, no one else matters to me, but that man, I was lost before I came into their lives, but once he came into mine, that meeting we had, he had a hold of me while I was trying to spy on them. The feeling I felt then, then, oh how his voice sounded when it asked me questions right beside my ears.
I put my hope into living because of wanting to spend my life with that man, I wanted to spend every moment with him by my side. I wanted to help him live, but what could I do, just be someone he could leave behind, just like everyone else in my life.
I thought he was different, I thought he cared enough to not leave me, I thought he could of confided in me to help him through his pain of losing his friends, no of losing his family. But I guess that was too much to ask. So what sits on that table is the remnants of what he once stood for. Of what showed that he was real.
Now he's gone and he's never coming back. Tears just stream down my face, my empty chest feels so hollow, I feel as though I no longer belong anywhere. Someone gets in the way of my view, I close my blurred eyes, then bring my knees to my chest, hide my head in my arms, I can feel my pants and shirt getting soaked. Soaked like they had when he and I had been going to the shack.
I sob, I actually manage to sob at the mere thought, at the reminder. Everything around me begins to fade back in, the sounds, people talking, the voices, the words, the crying others in the room are doing. But the words break my heart.
"Never seen anyone so broken before".
"It's sad to see".
"How could one love someone so deeply to become so heart broken"?
"She loved Moses with all her heart, she loved him with everything she had, she gave him everything even though she never realized it... The loss of those two is nothing compared to the loss she feels with just one single person", Lulu's voice is the only one I recognize.
"Lulu", someone else says.
"And Moses, he's an idiot for leaving that behind, a love so pure, a love so true, a love that he had sought out for so long", she adds, her voice is breaking.
"Hikaru", I hear a worried voice ask, I don't budge, I can't, the pain if I move I feel as though my whole world will shatter around me.
"Is, i-s it t-true", I manage to whisper out, I'm sure it's too low for a human ear's to hear.
"It is, Kai got to them too late", a voice answers me. I bring my legs closer to me, holding myself tighter so I don't shatter.
"Are you ok"? I hear. I can't even give a response, what am I suppose to say? Am I suppose to lie to them? Or am I suppose to say I'm not ok, I'm dying all over again with each second that passes. So what am I suppose to tell them?
"Can you see she clearly isn't ok"? A male voice asks, clearly frustrated.
"Kai please, this is a time of mourning", another voice adds. Talking, too much talking, not enough silence, not enough darkness for my liking. I just want to be left alone, I don't want to be bothered, I just want to disappear. Mere will power, I get to my feet, everyone going silent as they watch me get up. My eyes still blurry from all the tears that just don't want to stop, I can still make out people, and walls. I turn without saying a word and walk out the door, making my way down the hall, I'm sure everyone is watching. I walk to where my room is and open the door.
I walk over to the bed and just let myself collapse on it, face in the sheets, feet hanging off the edge. I don't care how I lay, at least now I'm in utter darkness, not complete silence, but it's good enough for me. I just want people to leave me alone. After so long I finally curl up, then fall asleep.
When I wake I smell his scent, I don't bother to open my eyes, I just bring the object of my joy closer to me. Taking note that it's just fabric, nobody within them. His scent lingers on it, I'd say it's good enough for me.
I can feel the light pounding of my heart, and the dryness of my mouth, the dry tear streams down my face. Taking the chance I open my eyes and look right at the last clothes that Moses had been wearing.
"Hikaru"? I hear a voice ask. I look over at the door to see Saya standing in it looking at me.
"Is he"? I ask my voice sound horrid.
"Yes, he is, are you going to be ok"? She asks as she walks into the room. I hug the clothes tighter to myself.
"I don't know", I say lowly.
"Lulu thought of the clothes", Saya says stopping a few feet away from the bed. I sit up, still holding the clothes to my chest.
"It helped", she adds. I look at her confused.
"You've been out for an entire week", she answers my un-voiced question.
"That long"? I ask.
"For the first few days you'd scream and toss and turn, it sounded like you had been dying", Saya says, then she looks down.
"Lulu came up with the idea and when we managed to get his things back, those had instantly been given to you, you slept peacefully since".
"I don't feel quite right", I say as I hug the clothes.
"I don't think you ever will", she agrees.
"But I do have news for you", she says. I look up at her, she smiles down at me.
Six years passed since the day Saya had finally killed her sister. Shortly after that Lulu, Kai, Saya and I all made a grave for both Karman and Moses. One day I wanted to visit the site, but this time I wouldn't be alone, I am bringing our 5 year old son with me.
Turns out, for some strange reason within the time that I was sleeping, I had gotten pregnant from the swimmers as I'm going to call them that had still been lingering inside me. In fact, it is a miracle that I got pregnant because it is impossible for anything that isn't human to get a human pregnancy. But in the end, I'm thankful for this little miracle, he is what saved me, he is what Moses left me with to show how much he loved me.
I told him about his father, I told him everything, nothing is left away from this smart child. He actually insisted on wanting to see where his father's grave was placed, he wanted to pay his respects to him. We both walk up to the two graves marked by stone, I stop and look down at the stone, a few tears stream down my face just looking at it.
I then watch as our son walks over to it and places the flower on it, he bows his head after taking a few steps back for a brief moment, then he steps back to stand beside me. I look down at him and smile, he looks up at me with his crystal red/blue eyes and asks, "Mommy, is he happy"?
I look at him then, smile and look at the rose.
"I know he is, and he is watching over the two of us", I answer. I stayed strong all this time so he can live on within our son. He is the result of the love we shared that night, I will never let him forget his father's story of hardship, pain and joy.
Our son has the same hair colour as him, same looks, only difference is he is a Schiff and human child, one who has the thorn inside him but this strain doesn't kill him. Julia had explained to me everything about his health, he is extremely healthy, no concerns whatsoever for him dying on me.
All I know is that Moses had loved me, he left this precious gift for me to look after, and that's just what I'm going to do, I'll do it till the moment I can be in my loves arm's once and for all.
END
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