Wandering Path
"Demetri! Hurry up stupid! I mean... um.... please?" I grinned. I couldn't help it of course; its just she was so damn lovable. Being born into the 1900s, ladies were expected to be polite and to still be a virgin before marriage. Evelyn was neither, thanks to Felix's blunt talking and my love. But then again, this wasn't the 19th century. Her blush reminded me of another era, another day, of happier times when you couldn't taste the fear in the air. Not like now.
"C'mon, pleasssssssssssse?" She begged. When she begged that way, it was nearly impossible to resist. Not like I could resist anyway. Her soft voice was far too alluring to ignore for a human mortal, let alone a lonely Volturi warrior in need of a lover. Thank you God, for her, for everything.
"Alright," I sighed as I held my arms out for her, "Hop up." Evelyn laughed in delight, and scrambled onto my back. I steadied her, and asked if she was ready.
"Yep! Thank you!" She said accompanied by another happy laugh. Whatever will I had built up before, evaporated with that joyous curve of her full cherry red lips. Anything to make her happy, I thought with another grateful prayer to the lord. I could feel her tangled-but-still-soft bronze curls caressing my cheek, and I breathed in the wild, lusty scent of her. It was still dawn, and the rocky beach was abandoned this morning, except for us.
"C'mon you big coward, afraid of a morning jog?" She whispered in my ear.
"Getting restless, huh? I'll teach you how to be fight with the Volturi tracker!" I said back, with the addition of a playful snarl. I swung her off my back, and into my arms, where I proceeded into teasing her with quick, tempting kisses.
"Hey! Not..... Fair....." She yelped between kisses.
"You asked for it!" I said with a mischievous growl.
"If your gonna tempt me, don't tease-"She never got to finish her sentence, as we were both suddenly preoccupied with a particularly passionate kiss. I pulled back swiftly, scared of hurting her. Demetri, don't lose it old boy, I cautioned myself. She's still breakable. Her soft, warm lips molded against my own again, and I lost my train of thought. Her hands explored my chest, as mine tangled in her hair, pulling her closer to me.
"Do you need a bed? Lookin' pretty damn busy," A familiar voice inquired. A very familiar voice. We both froze, and Felix grinned, his broad shoulders quivering with suppressed laughter. I snarled, not a playful sound this time, and set Evelyn down, as much as it hurt to do so. With her out of harm's way, I lunged for my brother's throat, already prepared to escort him to Hell's Gates myself.
We grappled with each other, fighting our problems and differences out. It worked of course, before long we were laughing again, putting each other into headlocks and forcing each other to swallow sand. We weren't the only ones laughing; my mate too laughed with delight, her laughs like the pealing of bells. I shook the sand out of my curly black hair, and swung Evelyn back into my arms. We had the movement down perfectly since the first time we met, back in Chicago, were she had first leaped into my arms on that fateful first night.
Ah... don't think about back then. Stick to the present, stick to the present, I chanted to myself. Evelyn sighed in my arms, and burrowed her face into my cold chest, breathing in my scent. It was like she could read my mind- or smell my distress.
"I saved my little sister from getting carried away on a beach and getting embarrassed, and this is how you repay me? Pah. I won't forget this, stupid brother!" Felix complained from the ground.
"Look, I think our 'little sister' is long passed being embarrassed. Felix, do you have any idea how many times something like this has happened? You're like a one man chaperone. Besides, I had it under control," I addressed.
"Control? I've seen dogs with more control!" Felix snorted. "No offense," Felix said quickly, turning to Evelyn. Little bastard, I complained to myself. He would have to pay for that later.
Evelyn wasn't one of us, exactly. She was a half breed, half werewolf, half vampire. It was unique mix, and thus her vampire genes clashed with the werewolf ones, allowing her to change into a fox at will and to still bear an elemental gift. It was an inside joke among us, calling her our hot little vixen. It really wasn't fair to tease her when she couldn't defend herself, but she really was adorable when she flushed cherry red.
To the Volturi, I was still solo, and an object of desire among the other "singles." If my masters knew of my sweet Evelyn, she would be dead by false claim of being dangerous, or by claim of being half werewolf, a species already considered "dead" by the Volturi. And if they knew she was mine, they would hurt her to control me.
"'Sides, would Jane or Heidi consider that controlled? Even if our little Evey here wasn't quite so hot?" Felix teased with another unfair, inside joke. I barely noticed, I was so used to it. Evelyn could deal with the fire jokes; he would see how hot she was when she burned his ass with her "hot" little gift. He was more serious now, but he was still smiling. I winced as I thought of his first words. Jane, I could deal with. Heidi.... would kill Evelyn. I broke into a cold sweat as my eyes met Felix's own. His eyes widened as he realized what he'd just said. I clutched Evelyn closer to me, and closed my eyes, becoming as unresponsive as stone.
"Umm... Dom... That hurts." Evelyn breathed. I loosened my hold immediately, but kept her in my arms. I wasn't ready to let go of her. Not yet. I would never forgive myself, or anyone else for that matter, if they hurt her. My lip curled into a snarl at the thought.
"Demetri? Felix? Is something wrong?" She asked. I realized she could feel my developing growl through my chest, and I took a deep breath of her scent to calm myself and her, and breathed out.
"Its fine, love," I assured. "Fine, I promise."
"Don't pull that one on me," She demanded with a withering glare, matching the winter's chill, despite her gift. "I'm not that stupid." Her gaze softened, and she ran her warm hand along the length of my face. "What is it? Who is it?"
I sighed. She would figure out anyway, as she always did. "Just you."
"Ha. Big help. It's them, isn't it?" Her voice quivered in fear. Aside from Felix and I, Evelyn was terrified of our masters and our profession. When asleep at night, she sobbed, cried, and wailed our names in terror. She wouldn't admit it come morning, but I knew she had dreamt of them in her sleep. It was easy to tell who she meant; her eyes would grow wide, terrified, and nervous.
I pulled her gently back to me, and rocked her softly. "They'll never touch you, mark my words," I crooned. "Never." Even as I said this, my blood red eyes combed the beach, searching for any familiar, too familiar, scents.
I coughed. "Felix, did you come for a reason, or just to hinder us?" I asked, trying to distract my fox from her terrors.
"Actually, no," Felix said, catching on. Thanks to his mother he wasn't born slow witted. "Like you said, a one man show of chaperones," he said with a wink. "Besides, who else is awake to keep you from kicking up sand? Damn, if I wasn't here, Volterra would be an ancient ruin, what with all the earthquakes. Don't worry; I'd be the lone survivor. Who else would keep you from stripping each other in public and starting to-"
"That's it, OUT! Move it stupid brother! Before I do something you'll regret!" I snarled.
"Alright! Alright! Just sayin' though!"
"Felix, if you aren't gone in 5 seconds...." I hissed under my breathe. Being to quiet was no problem. He would hear. And if not, I get the satisfaction of his head on a platter, I thought mercilessly.
"See ya Evey! I'll be back to save your virtue later!" He said with another dirty grin. Before I could find something to throw at the lascivious bastard, he was gone, and the only thing that remained was Felix's scent and his memory.
Of course, if I had it my way he would never have been alive to leave those behind. My charge nuzzled me, reminding me of why Felix was here in the first place. I chuckled.
"Do you want to go home now? Squeeze in a few more hours before the matchmakers leave me to my fate?" I inquired.
"Mmm. Not a bad idea. And what, pray tell, if I don't give you back?" She asked with a throaty and lusty laugh.
"That would be just fine, if they didn't send Felix in after me."
"In that case, go on ahead. I'll catch up to you later," she teased.
"Not a chance," I breathed. With that, we started where we left off.
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"Hey Demetri! Did you get a kick out of your little vixen's-"I slammed into Felix before he could land us all into a rat's nest of trouble. Giana leaned over the sleek reception desk, curious but not disrespectfully so.
"Boys, is there a problem?" She inquired.
"No. Its fine Giana," I said calmly, as if I wasn't mobbing my one-time ally. Felix squirmed on the floor, pinned there by my foot. With a surge of unexpected violence, he tossed me aside and began to make towards the exit. I hurdled into him, taking him down again. Giana coolly observed us over the desk, watching the turmoil unfold.
"Where do you think you're going? Afraid of Caius?" I queried, my tone as if uninterested.
"Away.... from.... Afton...." Felix panted. Damn. I was hauled off Felix then, and flung into the east wall by an unseen hand. I shook my head and started to get off my feet, before I was suddenly thrown onto the ground at Afton's feet. This telekinesis thing was wearing on me, but at least Aro was happy enough.
"What, exactly, were you doing playing with Felix?" Afton snickered. His long, dark hair was beginning to evade his hair tie, and it framed his face and offset crimson eyes perfectly. I swore under my breath, and threw myself forwards, knocking him back against Giana's desk, where she watched with an uncertain expression. She moved politely back, waiting for us to at least maim each other.
Afton was a fine fighter, but he had nothing on me. Gift or no gift, I spun around, knocking him to where Felix had been less than 30 seconds ago. A blazing pain unexpectedly doubled me over, and I was writhing on the floor, thinking only of the burning agony and of how I hoped my sweet Evelyn would never have to feel this fire that burned in my cold, stone body.
"Are you finished yet?" An apathetic voice asked. I couldn't answer between my sobs, and the fire roared inside of me. My mind swirled and throbbed with the inferno, and my sight filmed with a red haze.
"Jane, lighten up!" I heard Felix yelp.
"I said are you finished yet?" Jane hissed, her child's body not fitting for her tone of voice. The agony amplified and I sobbed for mercy. Thankfully, the pain vanished. I leaped up, ready to bolt. Felix had grasped Jane's arms from behind and her head whipped uselessly as she tried to see him. He had it covered with Jane; she wasn't strong. Afton had disappeared somewhere, his scent leading to the main antechamber.
"Aro is wondering what's taking you so long," Giana requested. "You might want to hurry." Aro. Right, I took a deep breath.
"Felix, let her up. And thank you," I said gratefully. Felix smiled gratefully, and shoved her small body out of the posh lobby, and into the elevator.
"Soooooo, are you done beating me up for the day?" He asked playfully.
"Until next time, yes. Watch that tongue of yours though; it almost landed us in a bear trap. Or a fox trap," I said.
"Ha ha. Very funny."
"I'm serious you bastard!"
"Than don't crack jokes!" We bickered on like that until the elevator stopped, and Felix shoved Jane back out again. The rest of our colleagues were there, waiting for us.
"Demetri! Felix! There you are! You gave me a fright; I was terrified we might have to start without you! And Jane too!" Aro sang. He was as cheerful as usual, dancing around, his pitch black cloak sweeping the floor. But I was only half there. I was already planning my escape, dreaming of Evelyn. Something stomped on my foot, bringing me back to the present.
"I said, Demetri, do you perchance have any plans this fine afternoon? I was thinking you two deserve a break, what with all the fine things you've done for us!" Aro crooned.
"No, no plans. I was considering just walking in the woods earlier, I'm not positive on that idea now..." I debated. Of course, I had no real desire to walk in the woods, but it was too late now. I glanced out the window, and saw to my faint surprise it was snowing. I turned back to Aro, making it seem like I knew the flurry of graceful flakes were there beforehand.
"Ah, but of course! 'White links to my heart, drifting like white lace heaven sent, where the hunter follows his master's scent.' By all means, go! Just be back by the bell's toll!" Aro chanted, with a small, sad smile. As I turned for the woods, I caught one glimpse of Felix's wild grin.
"Have fun buddy," He uttered, so only I could hear. "Enjoy yourself whilst I'm not there!" I aimed a kick in his general direction, and he dodged neatly aside.
"I will," I said with a grin. I wasn't planning on breaking my word.
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I followed Evelyn's trail, but randomly so, as if I had simply gone for a walk in the snow. It was beautiful of course, but it still had nothing on my Evelyn. The scent grew fresher, but I couldn't see my lover yet, nor hear her. That was fine; she never was seen unless she wanted to be seen.
"Evelyn," I spoke softly. I wasn't worried if she could hear me, she always came when I called. I soft yip proved my point, and I looked up into a grand oak, my mouth curving into a carefree laugh.
"C'mon girl, come on down. What are you doing up there anyway?" I laughed. Evelyn grinned down at me, her eyes dancing. Her tail snaked around her body, and she cocked her head to the left.
Ahh, my little fox, I sighed happily. Even in this canine shape, no sane mortal could miss the beauty here. Those amber eyes played over me, and her gait was smooth and catlike as she trotted down the branch over my head. She paused then, warning me with her gaze. Before she dropped, she knelt to lick a clump of snow, and then she jumped into my arms.
I was accustomed to her shape shifting, and I caught her curvy and lithe, once more human shape easily.
"Mmm, not exactly proper woods attire, aye?" I grinned.
"Peh. What do you know?" She asked, smoothing down her red gingham miniskirt swiftly. My eyes roamed over the fishnets and the black felt pea coat, and they feasted there.
"Its fine love, I don't mind," I chuckled.
"I'm sure you don't! If I'd known you were coming, I could have given you some warning!" She giggled.
"I didn't know either," I laughed, giddy. She complied with a lusty kiss, and her arms wound around my neck. Really, who wouldn't want to be me? She pulled back, but still clung to me, her head tucked under my chin.
"No really Evelyn, what were you doing up there?" I asked as soon as my senses had returned.
"Before? What do you think I was doing silly? I was eating snow! Don't tell me you've never eaten snow before!" She mocked, her laugh so sweet and soft.
"Probably when I was still human. Or not. From what I remember, they weren't big on embarrassing public actions in the 17th century."
"So what, 300 years ago?"
"252, actually. Work on your math!"
"I can't help it, it's nearly impossible to concentrate with you close, let alone seducing me!" She argued playfully
"I'm seducing you? Hate to ruin your day, but I'm really not all that defensive. Mentally anyway." I chuckled, and then started to move in. She stopped me with one slender finger to my lips. Physically too, I thought as I stared at her chest, while her cleavage grew and shrank as she moved.
"Tut tut! Patience first! How shall you ever learn?" She said in mock severity.
"Right then, what must I do?" I laughed yet again, surprised at my impatience.
"Hmmm.... First, set me down. Then, I'll teach you how to eat snow." Teach? What the hell? Its snow already, I thought, mystified, but I set her down.
"Righty!" She said with a mischievous smile. "Watch me, you'll know what to do; its instinct." My fox scooped up a large quantity of the stuff, and fondled nature's lace in her capable hands. Is she going to give me a face washing? Or start a fight? Only women can understand their own minds...
To my faint surprise, she did neither. Instead, she licked it up, flake by flake. Her tongue danced around it, gently diminishing its size. She's teasing me damn it! I nearly moaned with desire, and her eyes mocked me. She stepped forward then, the snow long since captive in her sweet mouth. Good lord... What next? My throat fanned with need, though for lust rather than blood.
She pulled my closer still, until we were scantly centimeters apart. Her firm breasts crushed against my chest, her heart pounding out a rhythm. Those lips, so sweet, molded into mine until she was the only thing that mattered. They parted slightly, the very essence of winter tumbling into my mouth, not yet melted.
I savored the fresh taste, until her own tongue reclaimed mine. I moaned from my throat, and our hands danced over the other, our breath hot in our mouths. Her legs, her legs! They wrapped around my waist and we sank into the snow. My hand slipped under Evelyn's skirt, to enfold her thigh while her fingers made quick work of the Volturi's signature dark cloak. It was amazing how much that cape represented, and how quickly she took it off. I didn't stop to think about it however, her hands and mine had just grown more ambitious.
Her warm, soft lips trailed down my chin and throat, when they stopped at my collarbone, as the only thing resisting her was my shirt. She gently nibbled, and our movements grew more frantic, more desperate.
Alas, my simple off white, short-lived, cotton shirt was shredded; in between her and I, a dangerous place at this position and time. Fire raced through me, but a very different fire from Jane's. I curled around Evelyn as her overcoat, then tank top, tore into little white and black scraps under my influence. I groaned as her warm, bare skin touched my exposed flesh, and I felt her heartbeat drum a mile a minute.
"Demetri," she gasped, "Someone's coming."
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Sorry it's so racy peoplez! Theres a REASON it's rated M!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF STEPHENIE MEYER'S CHARACTERS. i wish i owned Demetri, but i don't. sadly. the only character i own (so far!) is Evelyn. Sweet and stupid little Evey...