She's Got Bite… She's Got Bite…

Started on 8/15/08

Main characters:

Original Character Silvamane (you use her and I shall hunt you down and sue you!)

Prince Zuko

And Uncle Iroh as a slight main character

Page 1

"Silva please," Zuko nearly pleaded, he wanted her to bite him.

Silva is a special "Vampire"; doesn't die in the sunlight or from holy artifacts. But unlike vampires who always had to drink blood, she could eat human food and survive with little blood.

"Why? Why do you want to be bitten," Silva asked softly, her sharp teeth nipping along his exposed shoulder.

Silva is what people called a Carpathian, but on a different level. Her powers rivaled the gods and spirits themselves, but she always kept herself in check.

"I want to know what it feels like-I've seen you do it to the other men on my crew…they say it felt…" He couldn't find the word for it.

"Perfect?" Sliding a hand over his throat, feeling his strong and steady pulse. "If I do it to you, I'm not going to drink your blood though." Teeth scraping against the firmness of his shoulder, feeling him shiver in response and anticipation.

"Please," he said once more, placing a hand on the back of her head. Gently and insistently pulled her against his neck, until her lips met with his throat as well.

Silva had never seen this side of him, most of the time he acted arrogant and harsh, but now he was gentle and pleading.

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Pausingfor a moment, she wondered if Zuko was her other half. The darkness to her light, the very thing that would keep her from losing her mind as she licked her lips. Every one of her senses seemed to stop being extremely heightened and painful, after she was in his care. Or what could be considered his care; after all she was his prisoner. But she could walk freely on the ship, just not out on land.

"Fine, but let me warn you…once you wake up your going to be in a lot of pain," hoping to deter him from this outrageous act.

But it didn't, with his other hand he pulled the rest of her body on top of his. Her shirt rubbed against his bare torso, making him want to do more than just get bitten by her. Silva tilted her head to nibble at the underside of his jaw, but when she traveled behind his ear, swirling her tongue in an erotic manner. His lower half pushed against hers as he groaned in sweet pleasure and agony.

Finally she couldn't take it anymore and sank her half-inch fangs into his throat, Zuko pushed harder, but their clothes hampered any chance for him to get closer. She licked at his skin, enjoying how she could control men this way, and how she could send them over the edge without having to play dirty. Also, she enjoyed the way he tasted like smoke, sweat, and fire.

They stayed like that for at least ten minutes. His heavy breathing filled the room, his whimpers echoed in her mind. Silva could sense his dirty thoughts as he thrust himself hard against her, capturing her in his strong embrace. She closed the pinpricks her teeth had made, laying in his arms allowing her tongue to play on his warm skin.

His senses were still reeling when she pushed herself out of his arms and straddled him. His body felt like lead, his mind felt like it was on fire, and like she said the pain crawled slowly through his limp mind.

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Silva leaned forward, her lips to his ear. "You better not tell anyone about this…" Also saying it in his mind but made it more into a command.

He wanted to move, to keep her with him. But all he could do was watch her leave, before the pain became too much for him and finally became unconscious.

--OXO--

The next day he woke with a dull throbbing on his neck. He changed out of his loose sleeping pants and into his heavy armor. On his way to the brig, his Uncle greeted him cheerfully. But noticed a strange dragon-shaped tattoo on Zuko's throat.

"Nephew," he paused, trying to figure out how to ask him, "What is that mark on your neck?"

"Mark?" He turned to face his uncle, rubbing his neck thoughtfully. "What do you mean?" Staring at his Uncle worriedly.

"That dragon-shaped one, right there." Poking the mentioned spot. "Wait-don't tell me you-" His eyes grew big as saucers.

"I-I didn't," he stammered, backpedaling into the wall. "Its not what you think!"

And just at that very time, Silva decided to walk up and see what the commotion was about.

"What's up?" She arched an eyebrow, seeing Zuko backed against the wall, clutching his throat. "Oh, now I see what's going on."

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"What did you do to my nephew, Silvamane?" Iroh wheeled on her, his eyes filled with rage.

She shrugged, "I just marked him that's all…why, you think I did something bad with him?" Sticking her tongue out at the very thought.

"Why else would he have that mark?" Iroh retorted, his hands balled into fists, which began to smoke.

Silva saw Zuko trying to sidle away, "Hey! Prince, where do you think your going?" Silva's arm lashed out and grabbed his wrist, a tight shackle of fingers.

He jumped in surprise of her strength and speed, and stuttered. "I'm needed in the brig!"

"No." Tugging his wrist for emphasis with each word. "Your." Tug "Not!" Tug! Tug! "Now either you stay and listen willingly, or I'll just force you to." Letting go of his wrist.

Zuko just stood there, anchored to the spot by her unbreakable gaze. His Uncle turned to look at him, then to look at her in disbelief.

"Explain yourselves," Uncle Iroh seemed to have cooled down, shoving his hands into his sleeves. "Silva," he began.

She turned to him, her stare softened and her posture became careless.

"Let me put it this way. Short and simple…"

Iroh nodded in agreement.

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She took a deep breath and said, "Zuko has that mark because he's my other half." She closed her eyes, waiting for him to explode into laughter.

"You mean your partner or mate for a better term?" Iroh stared solemnly, but his eyes brightened along with his smile. "Well, well. Looks like you might have someone who likes you, nephew!"

Zuko watched in surprise, as he watched her expression change to sheer amazement for the first time.

"How did you know?" Opening her eyes wide in shock.

He chuckled softly, "It was the way you acted around Zuko, plus I've seen my fair share of Carpathians in my lifetime, who have found their soul mates or life partners. But, you haven't converted him yet, or did you?"

She shook her head, "No, and I don't plan on it anytime soon."

Finally Zuko broke into the discussion, "What are you two talking about? I know she's Carpathian, but what do you mean by converted?" Glaring at them both.

"May I?" Silva looked at Iroh.

He nodded; she stepped up to Zuko catching him in her gaze once more. Her eyes glowed bright silver, and Zuko learned everything he needed to know and more.

"But how? I still don't understand," he murmured to her, trying to comprehend what he had just now learned.

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She ripped off her shirt's right sleeve, exposing the very same mark on her shoulder. "Only time this mark has ever been that dark, is since I met you…and the only way it does that is if I'm near my life partner." Gesturing towards him.

"But, but…" he stammered, trying to speak. He finally regained his composure; he lost his confused look and gained his ever-famous scowl back. "I'm heading to the brig, we'll talk about this later, Silvamane…" He strode away.

"He may act tough, but he's not." Silva watched him disappear into another corridor.

"Your lucky Silva. He's not one to give up easily. Zuko's strong-willed and will fight to protect the people he really cares for." Iroh nodded slowly.

"Like when you were captured by those earthbenders?" Eyeing the old general.

"Yes, just like when I was captured…" Turning towards another hallway. "Silva, I hope you can calm him down and help him think of other things, besides the avatar…"

"I'll try, general." Whispering to no one in particular, heading towards the brig as well.

--OXO--

"Sir, if we head northwest we'll come across the avatar and his companions who were last seen on Sharktooth isle." Zuko's second in command reported.

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"Then head a course for Sharktooth Isle!" Zuko commanded loudly, watching his crew scramble to their stations.

He heard someone climbing the service latter and turned to see Silva pulling herself up and out of it. Stretching her muscles, some of his crew turned to look at her. Appreciating the way her body was molded. She was what they considered their trophy girl.

"Hey, where we going to?" Spotting Zuko leaning against the ship's large compass.

"Sharktooth Isle, where the avatar is supposed to be…" Acting as if he had something better to do.

"Sharktooth isle, sounds fun. Oh, I have something to tell you." Grabbing him by the scruff of his armor and pulling him into the hallway that lead to the mapping room.

She was glad it was unoccupied at the moment.

Zuko pushed her hand away, "What! What did you want to tell me that is so important you had to drag me out of the brig!" Angry, at how he was treated and horrified at how his crew was going to think of that little show.

She leaned forward her lips to his ear, "Meet me in the cargo room at midnight…but you can't fire bend while you're in there…" Then slowly strolled out of the room, lightly swaying her hips before the door closed behind her.

He watched almost hypnotized by the way she walked; he almost followed Silva and was glad he didn't. "What have you gotten yourself into by taking that she-devil into your possession?" Zuko asked himself, but he didn't head back to the brig…he went straight to his room to think about what she wanted with him.

--OXO--

Midnight soon came around and Zuko left his room as silently as a mouse and went to the cargo room.

Silva seen the door open and close quietly, and watched as he stared hard into the unforgiving darkness trying to figure out where she was. She silently hopped down from a stack of crates, and slinked behind him.

Zuko thought he heard someone's feet tap across the floor, and was tempted to fire bend to see. But then he remembered her request and refrained from doing so. He felt a strange presence behind him but thought nothing of it until it was too late.

Silva wrapped her arms around his waist, placing her full weight against his back. "Hello, partner…" Her cool breath teased the skin on his neck. He straightened to hold himself and her up.

He was starting to turn red and was thankful that she couldn't see his face turn in the darkness. "What did you want to talk about?" Trying to keep his voice from cracking.

"Talk? Who said anything about talking?" placing a cheek on his back. "You really need to learn how to loosen up…" She gave his stomach muscles a squeeze.

He yelped out in alarm and jumped out of her grip. He heard her chuckle as he turned to face her or what could be her. "What was that for?"

"I just wanted to see how you reacted from my touch, that's all." Her voice came from behind a stack of crates.

He whirled to track her voice but he heard her jump from the stack to another one. Forcing him to follow her throughout the large cargo room, which was about the size of a small Agni Kai arena. His breath came out ragged and his movements became more sluggish with every passing minute as he chased her. Finally he collapsed against a barrel, trying to keep from passing out, when he felt the barrel he sat against shake.

"Silva," he asked weakly, attempting to stand but failing miserably.

"That's me," she hopped down in front of him and kneeled between his spread legs. "You need to work out more, Prince. If you can't keep up with me you, can't keep up with nobody…" Placing a hand on his leg giving it a gentle squeeze.

"That's not fair…you're…a Carpathian…you have more stamina than I do," he wheezed, his breathing became quick and ragged the more he sat there. Trying to not fall into her spell she was weaving around him and her.

"You think I'm trying to capture you in my spells? Now look who is thinking irrationally." Teasing him, her hand slid off his leg.

Standing up and brushing herself off Silva walked over to a crate marked provisions and tore the top off, retrieving a canteen of water. Walked back to Zuko and offered it to him.

"Better drink, you look dehydrated from my game of chase." Giving him a small smile as he snatched it out of her hands and chugged it down.

"Thanks," he murmured after he was satisfied, placing the empty canteen beside him. Then he said, "Game of chase? Why?"

"You looked like you needed something to take your mind off things," Silva finally felt exhaustion kick in as she sat down in front of him. "And I thought if I got you tired enough you wouldn't have time to think about anything but sleep…" Wiping her forehead with her forearm, she began to pant hard.

"Looks like it took a lot out of you too," Zuko leaned forward, "I thought you had great endurance but I guess I was wrong…" Listening to her breathing and the creaks and groans of the ship. "But what do you mean get my mind off things?"

She thought for a moment of how to explain, and decided on. "Well, you look really miserable with everything on your mind. Like your ship, the crew, your uncle, prisoners, the avatar, and me."

"Wait, what was that you said before, you?" Arching an eyebrow.

"Prisoners?"

"No, after that!" He growled.

"Thy avatar?" She knew he was about to explode and waited for him to. "Why was it the wrong thing for me to say?"

He was looked at her, but dropped his stare. He couldn't get mad at her no matter how hard he tried. "No, but you didn't have to do this, this game of chase to try and get me to forget about everything…you could have simply asked for a training session and I would be too focused on that and—"

Before he knew it Silva was on her feet, then kneeling between his legs again. Capturing him in an electrifying kiss that made him catch fire and soar to the stars.

She broke the kiss then placed her forehead against his, "You talk and think too much for your own good…"

His breath caught in his chest, he thought this might be her Carpathian hunger talking and not her. But no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't seem to accept that thought. His arms on there own accord wrapped around Silva, drawing her closer. Silva ducked her head underneath his and nibbled at his throat. His blood became thick and hot, he felt a need he never knew he had, burst forth.

"I want you Silvamane," taking in her scent, her very essence he breathed in as he held her tight.

"I want you too, Prince Zuko…" He felt more than heard as she continued up along his jaw line.

He just then happened to notice she wasn't wearing her heavy armor, it felt like she barely had any clothes on for that matter! But he thought hungrily about how she would feel against his bare skin if he could just get his armor off. Silva did that for him…her hands went to his back where the chest plate was tied in place, undoing the leather strings. He let go of her for a moment to shrug out of it, and then placed a hungry kiss to her lips. Making her catch fire and soar with him. His loose shirt, lower armor, pants, and underwear were the only things standing between him and his Silva.

"Silva, why don't we find a better place-" His eyes looked like molten gold in the dark, flashing dangerously.

"Gladly," she cut him off, picking herself up and offered a hand to help him up.

He took them in his rough hands, stood up gathering his chest plate. Guided her through the darkness and back into the corridors, hoping not to run into anybody on their way to his room.

Silva stood by the door and watched him, the lights played along his defined muscles. She growled inwardly at the thought of curling up beside him, to feel…

He gently captured her wrist, "Come on, before someone sees us." Taking her into his room, sliding the door shut.

Silva had been in his room, but not able to see anything since he left the candles unlit and the lights off. But she got a glimpse of what she missed: a dragon-shaped mask, broad swords hanging under the mask, fire nation tapestries, and a rug that featured a dragon biting its own tail as it encircled the fire emblem. He quietly slipped out of his lower armor and all he had on now were his pants and underwear.

With a wave of his hand he dimmed the candles, almost sending them into complete darkness after leading her to his bed. Pulling Silva next to him as he lay down, Zuko's warm body sparked the heat in hers.

"Zuko…" she began, but he placed a finger to her lips before straddling her. Silva then noticed the mark on his neck seemed to have changed from black to red. Red meant lust in her book of tattoos.

He saw in the dim light that she was wearing only a short top, which stopped right below her breasts, and loose shorts that hid her lower figure. He bent forward pinning her hands above her with one hand, dipping below her head. Treating her the way she treated him, teasing her skin with his tongue. Silva's body bowed underneath him, as if she could trap him against her.

He gave a low rumble, "Relax."

She gave a low whimper, "How can I when you're teasing me this way?" She gave a quiet yelp as he nipped at her skin.

She could feel his hunger rival hers as he continued to play with her. As he stripped her down to her bra and panties, taking his pants off, she then realized this was going to fast. She had to stop this or they were going to hurt each other.

She bit her lip knowing the consequences if she told him to stop, but she didn't want any part of this right now!

She took her chance when he went to slide her bra off. She slapped him hard, sending him onto his back. "Zuko!"

He looked at her rubbing his stinging cheek, "What was that for?"

She gave him a glare that stopped him cold when he tried to pin her underneath him again. She got up, slipped her shirt and shorts on, strode mechanically to the door and faced him.

"This isn't the time or place for this! Not here, not now. Don't you realize what would happen if we did do it? Didn't you see the consequences!?" She barked, fear and anger mixing on her freckled face.

He looked at Silva as if she just cut his left arm off, then Zuko's mind finally kicked into gear. Realizing the truth of her words, lowering his head in shame. "I wasn't even paying attention, I-I could have hurt you!" Clutching his head in his hands.

She saw in his head all the consequences he thought he knew, but couldn't hold back one thought. The one about her getting pregnant and facing the price. He knew he wasn't old enough to take care of a child and he was in no position to have sex with her.

"Zuko, look at me." She spoke softly, drawing his attention as she walked up to him. "Now listen to me, I know you realize what harm you could have done. But for the moment focus on something else besides what happened tonight. That's an order," hoping to lighten his mood even after what happened between them.

He chuckled a little, feeling her in his mind. "Don't erase the memory…I can use it to keep myself on track and keep me from doing any harm to you…"

"Very well, but know this, once this war is over. Once we can both find peace, we might just do it…but not now…" Kissing his brow and heading for the door.

"Silva."

"Hm?"

"Thanks, but I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow at training." He gave her a smile, a real smile for the first time.

"That I wouldn't miss for the world," finally leaving him…

The End-

I know I know it's used too much! Don't blame me!

Author Obanfan75

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