Chapter 2 – Passion Portrait
Removing her clothes slowly contemplating what she was about to do 'pose nude, well almost nude for one Henry Fitzroy', was she nuts! Shaking her head and straightening her shoulders Vicki took in a deep breath to calm herself. After all how many naked bodies had that vampire in there seen over his lifetime.
At least she was more than a meal and a night of passion to Henry. It was a thought she clung to when being around him, knowing he was taking women home to his bed most nights and feasting on them caused something inside wither around in pain. Stupid feelings but ones she couldn't seem to shake.
Her emotions all the more confusing since Astaroth was defeated. The necessary but tentative dance of trust around each other. Neither knowing where the ground lay between them after all the betrayal, pain and lack of trust in the past.
Things felt right at the moment, yes she reflected, she just hoped that agreeing to model for Henry had been the next right step in rebuilding their relationship. Becoming impatient with herself Vicki pushed open the bedroom doors refusing give into doubt any longer. Catching her breath Vicki gazed at Henry's naked back as he raised his arms in the process of donning his favorite white work shirt.
Henry turned as he heard the doors opened, careful to keep his expression open and friendly. Firmly pushing down the growing warmth below, he couldn't stand to let himself hope again, to believe this could be anything more than an offer of friendship. But god it was hard watching her walk from the bedroom draped in that silk sheet, her hair falling against the light golden tones of her skin.
"I can't believe you talked me into this" she said too embarrassed to look in his direction just then.
"I'm a professional Victoria" replied Henry smiling at her. "Now please let me pose you" Henry walked over and gently took her arm and placed her upon the gold crushed velvet platform. Knowing how difficult this would be for her Henry quickly stripping off the sheet before she had a chance to think, uncovering her naked body for the first time he couldn't stop the sharp intake of breath.
Professional, yes keep it professional. Right, he thought to himself quickly moving her body in place all the while trying to ignore his throbbing arousal. He couldn't help but notice that she was secretly studying his reaction as he placed his hands upon her body and how her pulse jumped under his touch. Henry could easily image a similar reaction if he was to press his body against hers.
Quickly stepping back and placing the canvas between them Henry took a shuddering breath in an began to sketch, grateful his long white shirt was hiding a multitude of sins.
Using techniques developed over centuries Henry brought his response under control and began to focus on the beauty in front of eyes, allowing the love to move from his heart down his fingertips and onto the canvas...
Vicki watched Henry as he gave himself over to the artist, pouring his passionate nature into his work completely and without reserve. As the minutes went by a loving embrace of energy between the artist and the model flowed into the night lulling both into a place of peace.
"Vicki" said Henry sometime later drawing her back from the hypnotic pull of the night. "Your probably stiff, I think I've captured most of the preliminary sketch" he finished looking back at the canvas as Vicki closed the cloth back over her naked form much to his disappointment.
Leaving him to his work Vicki quickly changed and walked quietly back into the room, taking advantage of his immersion in his work Vicki walked towards him and glanced over his shoulder.
"What did I tell you about looking at my work before its complete" he murmured through the thick curtain of honey brown curls falling across his face. Vicki brushed his curls to one side, tracing her fingers across the edge of his jaw feeling the slight stubble which said he was in a working mood tonight and not going out to find a meal. Henry sucked in breath stilling his hand so as to not ruin his work. His fingers trembled slightly as he placed the sketching pencil down.
"Its beautiful" she whispered moving her eyes from the portrait to his face no longer hiding her desire. Vicki turned his face towards her and brought her lips tenderly down to his.
"Should I shave?" he asked against her lips pressing them hard before she had a chance to answer. In a second the kiss had moved from tentative exploration to desperate heated passion Henry groaned and brought her forcefully against the wall of his apartment flattening her against the wall, thrusting his thigh between hers.
"I..." she started pulling back in fear from the force of his passion. Frightened that a whim, a fantasy had moved all to quickly into something she couldn't control.
"What, your going to pull back again?" he asked all the while rubbing his erection against her heated body, not backing down, not pulling back.
"I wasn't thinking" she said realizing how lame that sounded even to her own ears. Pushing with all her force against his chest didn't move Henry an inch.
"Run" he growled slowly finally allowing himself to be pushed away from her.
"Run Victoria, it's what your so good at" he said backing further into the room his eyes flashing to black, his fangs long and savage.
"Run as fast as you can because tonight I'll catch you!"
