Authors Note: I do not own any of the BDB only the novels, but everything else I do. Copyright infringement not intended. Credits for original characters, places and names go to J. R.. OC characters are owned by me however.
-I wrote this fic because I wanted to write my own version of it.I would also like to thank my friend for helping me out with some of the ideas.
WARNING: Sexual content and vulgar language, you have been warned.
Author Note #2: For any who are reading this for the first time and for those who had already read my story and are reading. I have no Beta and thus, some mistakes will be made. I do go over my chapters to seek out my boo boo's, but in case I missed a few or you think it looks like a mistake in your eyes, please let me know. It will be of great help to me. *bows* Thanks to everyone for leaving reviews and for reading and liking my story.
Author's Note #3: -not sure if this will be the last note. I'm FINALLY going through all my chapters and re-editing a few things here and there. I know most of you are waiting patiently for the next chapter. Please...give me more time =-=.
Chapter 1:
The home that once belonged to Tohr and Wellsie was in shambles now. Furniture, paintings, silver and china, gone. Everything stripped without any compassion, then again Wellsie didn't want to leave anything behind, so she made Tohr take every last bit of whatever was in the house. John returned here after completing his nightly duties and decided to check up on the place. He remembered having so much fun here. Owning clothes he never had, eating foods that were heaven made and meeting someone that changed him forever. John was barely eighteen and he never once experienced the joys about being around a girl, especially being around a girl who liked him. When John started going to night classes that provided Math, English and other such subjects, his eyes were always drawn to one girl, but she didn't care about him, hell she already had a boyfriend. John was lonely and being around girls that didn't want him was heart breaking. He begged Wellsie and Tohr to take him out of those classes and they did, for his sake.
One night while everyone was busy with their work, John sat in Wellsie's study, eyes looking out the window, chin propped on his palm and he let out a heavy, bored silent sighed. He wished something of interest would happen and right when he thought of that a flash of light illuminated where that deep forest in the back was. He jumped to his feet, thinking someone might have gotten hurt. Rushing out without so much as a word, well, a sign, he ran outside, down his open back yard and rushed into the forest. Branches slapped his face, making him wince and cover his face to protect himself from the harsh whipping twigs. Once he reached what he thought was the center, he looked around, seeing no one at first, but then, something bright caught the corner of his eye. He turned his head and there, sitting on a fallen log was the most gorgeous woman any man has ever set eyes on. Her hair long, reaching her mid backside, red and black shaded her strands of hair. Her left arm was inked with an ongoing tattoo that went over to her left breast it seemed. Her eyes a mystic yellow, like a topaz color that glimmered in her own lighting and attached to her back side were long white wings that were longer then her own body.. She wore a long silk skirt that reached and touched the floor, two high raised slits on each side, showing off her lovely long legs and she also wore what look like a strapless mid drift shirt. The woman looked up, her light fading until she was lighted by the high moon and smiled.
"Hey there." She simply said. Standing up her wings retracted behind her, seeming smaller now.
John stared wide eyed, his hands rubbing his eyes and looked back at the woman. OK, so he wasn't dreaming, but was she really an angel? Looking at her, John felt his cheeks flush pink, his body growing warm and then something hit him between the legs. Oh god, he was getting an erection just by starring at this heaven sent beauty. How the hell was this even possible? He shouldn't even be feeling like this, not yet at least. Tohr said that once he hit his transition he would he like a dog wanting to hump everything in sight. He over exaggerated of course, but John still took it too mind. This...Angel...was making him feel when others his age can't get it up yet.
The angel approached him, standing face to face with him, her lips curling into the most breathtaking smile he's ever looked at. She moved her hand, making it seem as if she was reaching upward towards his face, but instead of stroking his cheek, she grabbed at his erection and rubbed it.
"Lacey is my name immortal vampire and I have come down to fulfill my needs of curiosity. Tell me your name vampire." She asked as she rubbed more, feeling John's erection throb against her touch.
John opened his mouth , but no sound came out. If he had a voice box, he would be filling this forest up with his moans. John focused as best he could and mouthed out his name.
John Matthew, he said wondering if she even understood or read lips.
Lacey smirked and pressed herself into him. "John Matthew, a lovely name for a lovely guy with nice eyes. Would you mind indulging me in my needs?"She said smirking. "Tell me John Matthew, have you ever seen an angel before?"She asked, her hand stilled at rubbing him, but s kept it where it was, her eyes locking with his.
John only shook his head, trying to control his sexual urges and calm his shaking and twitching. He looked at her, smiled then looked around wondering what the hell to even ask her. He thought and thought and then it hit him. It wasn't a great question to ask, but then again it wasn't stupid either. John took a silent breath and carefully mouthed the words.
If you're an angel, why are you down here? Aren't you supposed to be up their? He asked pointing upwards towards the night sky.
Lacey looked up to the sky, her hand moving away from his crotch. Both her arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him close. "I left because I was thinking about things an angel shouldn't be think about. Sinning. I was thinking about the sin of Lust and Desire. For centuries I have gazed down to Earth, seeing males and females together, living together, mating with each other and bearing children. I wanted to feel that experience. I wanted to know how it felt to have a family, but in heaven, we do not birth, we create." Lacey rested her head on his shoulder, her hips grinding against his, a wave of sexual urge emitting from her body. "Please John…will you indulge me in my wishes for this one night?"
OK, now John knew what she wanted and it was something he's always wanted as well except for the whole making babies and crap. He was tired of being a virgin, of being weak and bullied. He was going to have sex and if she was willing, then hell, he was going to take her here and now in this secluded forest. He leaned in, his lips pressing against hers, his tongue hesitantly slipping in seeking her tongue. This french kissing thing was new to him, but he can figure this out. It wasn't hard, right? When John felt her tongue boldly press against his, he instantly lost it. One hand wrapped around her waist, while the other smoothed up along his nicely taut stomach and sneaked up under her shirt and caressed her breast, feeling her nipple already perked and pressing against his palm. Lacey let out a small moan into his mouth and arched her back, her breast pressing into his hand even more. Her right hand slipped down from his shoulder, touching his chest then stomach and rested on his crotch once again. She rubbed it, moaning out in pure pleasure.
"Oh heaven sent…this, I want this inside me…please John, give this to me. "She said and pulled away from him. She slipped her hands and removed her white shirt and undid the hooks from the side of her skirt, feeling the silky material smoothing down her legs until it fell to the ground and pooled around her feet. Under the garments, she was purely naked, no hair on her whatsoever. Lacey started to undress John and he was kind enough to help and within moments they both stood before each other naked, their bodies illuminated by the moonlight. John leaned over, his lips pressing against hers, giving small pecks to her lush, soft lips. He lowered his head, kissing at her chin, her neck, her collarbone. John was getting bolder, his tongue gently gliding over the soft swells of her breasts until his turned his head slightly and the tip of his tongue brushed against her tight nipple. He gave it a lick and a kiss, then went to the other one and did the same. As he leaned down, his lips never left her body. Once down, he raised her left leg and bent it over his shoulder, looking up and seeing she was way ready for him. John wanted to know how she tasted and wanted to know, if he ever got the chance, compare if an angel tasted the same as a female human or female vampire. His first time doing this. His first time tasting a female down here. Her scent filled his senses and made his mouth water a bit. Oh man, if Torh ever found out about this, chances were he would be so damn proud of him. Letting his tongue moisten his lips a bit, John leaned in and let the tip of his tongue glide along her slick folds. The taste of her had him moaning in his head. She tasted like pure honey and peaches. He ran his tongue again, pressing it against her, parting those lips until he was licking within. It was as if her taste was intoxicating him. A drink that has been drugged and he just wanted to keep on drinking and savoring.
Lacey moaned, her hands grabbing at his hair and clenched it. She bit her lip, her head tilting back a bit and her body rocking itself. Oh Heaven sent, this is exquisite. She thought as she moaned once again. John kept going with his tongue. Stroking, teasing, giving much attention to the small nub and going back to brushing her wet sex until she came, not once, not twice, but three times. John hadn't stopped when she came the first time, nor the second time. It was as if he was trying to see how many times he could make her cum. Three times was a pretty good number. At least she thought so. Weak and weary , Lacey looked down with a shaky smile. "I...-" she cleared her throat a bit, "-I would keep going, but...you seemed so determined that it has left me...err...a bit tired, I should say." She blushed a bit and smiled. Smiling himself, he helped her settle herself onto the ground. His eyes scanned along her body, still unable to believe this was happening. She was sated for the moment, but John still wanted more. He wanted to be greedy. His cock was hard and throbbing. Aching to nestle itself inside of her. To feel her heat wrap around his flesh. John was gonna have sex. He was gonna do it. He didn't want to mess anything up. Gently, he shifted and settled himself between her legs. She was still nice and wet. With a shaky hand he grabbed his cock and guided it towards her sex, the head gently parting her folds. He was shaking with nervousness. He didn't want to mess this up. If he did, he would be so pissed at himself and no doubt she would hate him. Swallowing down a nervous lump, he looked up at Lacey and his breath caught. She looked so damn lovely. Her smile radiant, her eyes sparkling thanks to the moon light.
"It's okay. I'm ready. Just be...gentle." Her hands settled at her sides, ready to grip at the ground. She knew it would hurt, as far as some of the older angels have told her.
Nodding, John gently pushed himself in her, feeling her walls tighten around his erection. Lacey gasped and winced in pain, her back arching. Soon enough John was all the way inside her and stayed that way before moving, afraid of the fact that he ended up hurting her and he wasn't a big guy to tell the truth. He saw the pain showing on her face and he freaked out a bit.
Oh God, I'm sorry. I-I didn't think I was that big. I'll pull ou-
He stopped, feeling her hands on his cheeks.
"Its…OK...it's supposed to be like this for first timers….."She sighed and closed her eyes. "You can move John….though…move gently. "She said and relaxed her body.
John hesitated for a moment and pulled out of her a bit only to thrust gently back in, hearing a soft moan. He kept pumping at her, hips thrusting in a smooth, gentle motion, her hips rising and moving in rhythm with his thrusting. They were breathing heavily, eyes closed as their bodies savored this pleasured, filled moment. He could feel himself reaching his peak and he could feel that she too was getting close. Chancing it, he moved his hips a bit faster, still being careful of course. Panting silently, John settled his hands on the ground next to her hips and pumped. When they both came, it was if they were both floating, their souls detaching from their bodies for a moment as they wandered about in a white void of nothingness. It felt as if they had been floating for an eternity, but finally, they came back to reality, John resting his forehead against her collarbone, Lacey panting, her hands holding onto his wrists. They were like that for a few moments, both catching their breathes until John gently shifted off her and laid himself beside her on his side. He did it. He had sex and with an angel to boot. Most people had their first time with either a human or vampire...depending. Looking at her, John wondered, since he... "defiled" her, can she still go back into Heaven? She said she left.
"Heaven forsakened me….I can no longer return."She said. Well that answered the mental question he asked. Wait...was she able to read his mind?
When Lacey sat up, John's eyes widened when he saw her wings were no longer that beautiful, pristine white, but instead they were a deep crimson red color. He sat and started to sign, though stupid him, she didn't understand or so he thought. Lacey raised her hands to stop him. She only smiled as a means to reassure him, for she saw the shock and fear in his eyes.
"It's OK, I wanted this. I've been lusting over a man, though could never have him and for that I was forsaken and cast down. You gave me what I wanted and I thank you John Matthew.
His mouth was slightly opened from the shock of hearing that she had been cast down. She said she had left. Leaving is different then being cast down. Why would she lie? Did she think he would have treated her differently? Their were so many questions running through his mind.
"I'm sorry...for lying to you in the beginning. I assumed...that most beings would not take kindly to angels who have been cast down from Heaven." Carefully, Lacey rose to her feet, wincing a bit. Looking down, she saw a bit of blood between her thighs which made her smirk. "No longer am I an angel….for instead I am forever a fallen." She said and closed her eyes, glowing brightly. "John...I thank you…..be safe for I hope that our paths cross again. I will always think of you." Before John could say anything, she disappeared, without a word, without a trace.
Five years later, John was now twenty three and has gone through his transition. He was a well built guy, muscles rippling through out his body. Hell he was buffer then his good friends Quinn and Blay. As he stood by the widow in Wellsie's old study, he looked towards the forest and smiled, loving that fond memory of his first time. Since then, he's never been with anyone else since he always felt she was going to come back and just say hi. He knew there was nothing special about their first time; it was just an act and nothing more. No emotion, no I love you, no nothing, but to him, it felt special. He wondered how she was? Where she was? Did she think about him? If they do happen to meet again, John was going to bombard her with so many questions as well as tell her about what he's been doing for the past five years. John smiled, closed his eyes and dematerialized back to his room in the Brotherhood's mansion.
Right when he appeared, his door swung open and two familiar faces appeared. Both Quinn and Blay wore worried expressions on their faces.
"Hey man, where did you go after our rounds?" Quinn asked as he simply made himself comfortable on John's bed.
"Yeah, you scared the hell out of us when you didn't text us."Blay said next and closed the door.
John smiled and shrugged, raising his hands and signed.
Sorry. I just thought of something out of nowhere and needed to go somewhere just to get some memories back to me.
Blay and Quinn looked at each other, then at John.
"Sure you weren't just banging someone at ZeroSum."Quinn said and laughed.
Blay smirked as well, holding in a chuckle himself.
John shook his head and flipped Quinn the middle finger
Fuck you, he said and laughed.