Blood Ties
The Honest Truth
I Do Not Own Blood Ties or any of the characters.
…Sleep finally closing her tear-filled eyes
"Rise and shine, Vicki, the moon is already out tonight."
"Henry, your awake! Well, you've seen me in worst conditions before, I guess. Did you sleep well?"
"Considering that I am technically dead during the day, yes, I did. Did you? You did seem a bit more tired than usual and my nose tells me that you have been 'worked up' over something lately. Is Celluci pestering you again?"
'HE IS ACTING AS IF BEING IN BED WITH EACH OTHER IS A COMMON OCCURRENCE!!'
Feeling her heart beat quickening, Henry did the only thing he could think of at the moment, try to comfort her. Reaching over the pillows and caressing her face and wiping away the leftover tears, Henry looked deeply into Vicki's eyes and gave her a sympathetic smile (yes, his smile is considered a weapon :P)
"Vicki, are you OK? What is on your mind? You know you can tell me anything, right?" Proceeding in tickling her, "You know you cannot deny me forever!"
The squirming Vicki could not help but laugh as she and Henry nearly fell off the bed. He was actually tickling her, he had never tried that before. She could try to explain her dream now but why ruin the fun. After shaking off Henry's attack, Vicki countered with a move of her own. Giving Henry a sad puppy face, she slowly slid a hand up his chest and tickled his ribs. Jumping at the sensation,
"Oh, now we get mean. Lets try this." Rolling Vicki onto her stomach, Henry seized one of her feet and ran his nails over the delicate skin on the bottom. Both a good and bad move: one to have gotten her to scream with laughter and two to almost get kicked in the face with the other foot.
Vicki was enjoying this too much. She was never the type of woman to even like to play footsie with a guy on a date, but to play a tickling game with a guy is to have a working relationship with was exactly what she needed.
Slowing down his ministrations, Henry started to softly caress the flesh of her legs and feet in a soothing massage. It would seem that she was going to feel better, whether she liked it or not. Moving up from the feet to the rest of her legs, Henry's sensual motions instantly placed Vicki in a state of rest, causing her to close her eyes and enjoy the movements of his hands on her body.
Reaching her lower back, Henry started to ask simple questions, 'When did you wake up this morning', 'What did you do today', 'Did you dream of anything', getting only a moan as a reply.
"I did have a dream last night. I was in your..oh... condo, and was attacked by this creat...ure. It looked like a man but was too sto...ngto be human. I saw you in the corner,..hm... ready to fight when I woke up. It was like one of those stupid running... dreams, you keep running but you never get to where you are going."
"I see. Did I talk during this? Did I say anything to you or the demon?"
"You know people cannot remember everything about a dream."
"Then maybe I can spark a memory." With this, Henry bent down and kissed Vicki on the back of the neck, trailing up to her ear. Hearing a quiet gasp from the woman below him only pushed him further to pull down the neck of her T-shirt to kiss the revealed flesh of her back.
She couldn't take much more of this. He had definitely never done this before. There was a time when he was attracted to her and couldn't stop smelling her but she had just come back from a funeral home and supposedly smelled "like death". His kissing of her neck moved to her lips when he gently flipped her over on her back.
Breaking the heated kiss and peering into his adoring eyes, "Are you sure you want to do this, I am just a human, after all. Do you expect anything from this or am I just a meal to you?"
Still looming over her body, Henry had a slight shocked look on his face that only disappeared just as quickly as it appeared.
"Vicki, I would never just see you as food. You are an enchanting woman with a stone wall surrounding her. I could only hope that you could see me worthy of staying with you, that you would let me see you, truly, as the beautiful, passionate woman that you truly are. Vicki Nelson, could you ever see me as anything more than a vampire who needs nothing more from humans then the blood in their veins? I was once a human... I know what love feels like... and right now, I just want to love you. Please grant me that wish."
"Could you see me grow older each year as you never age a day? Could you change me into a creature of the night and fight me every time we cross paths in the decades to come?
"Either way, it will be hard, as in any relationship. All we can do is take each day and night at a time."
"I can live with that!"
Seizing his lips, Vicki parted her own to allow him access into her mouth. Battling for supremacy, the pair collapsed to the bed and lay next to each other, wrapped in each others arms . Henry broke the kiss to allow Vicki to breathe while he allowed her to unbutton his shirt. Feeling up her thighs, Henry found her lace panties, 'These would have to go.'
Finally free of his shirt, Henry's hands continued their way north, each touch sending lightning up and down Vicki's spine. Her T-shirt fell off quickly revealing herself completely to the man next to her. His jeans seemed to have vanished leaving both in just underwear.
"Henry, Please... I can't take it anymore."
Easing further down her neck and kissing between her breasts, "What is it that you want? Is it this?" Taking one mound in his mouth, lightly nipping and sucking on the hardened peak, Henry messaged the other neglected mound of flesh. Answering with utter groans and moans, Henry continued his ministrations. She was close; her scent surrounded him.
She could feel everything: his hand caressing her skin, his sex grounding into her own, his fangs extending across her breast. Pulling his head towards her own, she could see the darkened eyes. What would normally be unnerving was now electrifying. Flipping over so Henry was on his back, she slowly kissed down his chest; she seductively looked back in his eyes for approval. Slipping her hand down his sides, she slowly removed his boxers, releasing his hardened member. Henry could only close his eyes when his manhood slipped inside her mouth. Lightly sucking on the tip, she could feel his member grow thicker and thicker.
Without any notice, using his god-like speed, Henry flipped over so he was on top and completely sheathed himself into Vicki's hot, dripping core… "Ah, Vicki…."
"Vicki…"
"Vicki!! Wake up! You know, I never thought of you as someone who would waste a night sleeping, only to dream about the world. Oh, yeah. I think the phone was ringing a few minutes ago."
Opening her eyes, Henry only sighed. He had given her time to wake up on her own as he took a shower. Startled by the moans, he quickly saw that she was having a dream; what type of dream was easily deciphered by her scent.
'I wonder who she was dreaming about?'
"Henry, remind me to never eat Chinese food ever again!"
