Who could ever love the prince when the beast was so much more exhilarating?
She thrashed wildly beneath him as a heathen would. The ladylike pose and delicate nature he had fallen in love with was lost to her. What he had seen within her was nothing more than a clever façade. And he was unsure if he should be grateful or ashamed.
"Harder."
There was no virgin blush to her cheeks. No curious coyness in her eyes. She knew what she desired. And was a master at her art. But in the light, you would have never guessed the girl was so vicious, so wanton.
"Faster."
Her skillful tongue flickered across his skin. Her chocolate colored eyes narrowed as dominance radiated from them. He couldn't hold it in for much longer. But she was not satisfied so she would not allow him to reach his peak. She pulled herself away from him exposing his body to the cool night air.
"Scratch me."
He did as he was told, all in hopes of being able to immerse himself once again in her warmth. He dug his nails into her back and dragged them to the end of her spine. She let out a howl that was almost unearthly, not quite human. And for that moment he thought he had her. He tried to pin her down but she would have none of it. She flipped him over and straddled his legs teasing him and never allowing him access.
"Bite me."
The command confused him slightly and he wanted to question her. But at the same time he wanted nothing more than to be inside her again. So he complied. His lips found her supple breast and he nipped at it softly. Supposing that this is what she wanted. But she angrily pushed him away and growled.
"Not there."
Her fingers traced the outline of her neck brushing pass a small crescent moon the glowed softly in the moon light. She pulled him on top of her and guided his head to her neck. He smiled against her skin before biting her neck. A wave of energy shot through him which caused him to pull away from her quickly. He looked at her suspiciously as she frowned.
"You are not worthy."
Her body expertly rolled from under his. She moved across the room to throw on her discarded kimono and tied her obi quickly. She was almost at the screen before he caught her. A strong hand upon her wrist, dark eyes pleading for her to stay.
"But you loved me. You needed me. I could have given you anything you desired."
She turned to him her eyes cold her words steady. Her hair billowed behind her in an eerily cool wind. Her fingers reached up to trace nonexistent stripes upon high cheeks and an invisible moon upon a confused brow. But they of course would never grace the plain face. He was not worthy.
"Give me back my lord. Take away this curse. Break the power of this mark. But you can achieve none of these things so you are unworthy."
She turned again toward the screen with a grace and elegance that could not be copied. It was as if she had switched personas. Surely the wild heathen could not be such a lady. And yet the transformation had appeared right before him. And he could not question what he saw.
"Rin please, do not be so cold to me. Do not be so inhumane…"
A smile crept upon her lips as a soft whistle echoed through the air. A dark shadow flew from the sky and landed softly. She walked toward a two headed beast before sitting on its back and sending one last glance toward the weak human lord. Her lips parted and the words that escaped stunned him.
"To be human… I have not been such in so long I don't remember what it is… I am not human I am the west…"
I think I wrote this during my freshman programming class in 08... Take it how you will... Decided to share... Will update Ouija tonight. This is Star signing off. RR