Dark Blood
Disclamer: I don't own anything that sounds like something from L. J. smith.
Jez.Morgead was saying quietly Why wont you let it happen. His voice caressing her mind, bringing down her guards once again. Her insides turned to water, and grasping at rationality, she did the only thing she knew would confuse him. She jerked her mouth away from his neck, and she was kissing him. Hard. And he was responding just the same. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
She pulled away suddenly as if her lips touched fire; breaking contact all together and scooting back from him. Her lips bruised and swelled from kissing him with such force. Swiping her hand across her mouth wiping away any drips of blood that escaped her mouth. She could feel his penetrating gaze on her and she ran a hand through her disheveled crimson colored hair.
"So I'm leader again, right?" she looked up at him through lowered lashes, and he simply nodded. She stood, tall, her face expressionless. His powerful blood coursed through her veins, her mind humming with joy, the intense and dark feeling of power she had longed for. Thinking she had probably taken too much blood from him she offered him and a hand up, which she knew he would refuse and he did.
He stood shakily but trying not to show any weaknesses, "You'll be fine in the morning" Jez said curtly, he didn't look at her or even acknowledge that she stood less than 3 feet away from him. So this is my soulmate, Jez thought to herself and frowned slightly. "I'll be back" she told him and he glared at her his eyes filled with something like hatred. Jez felt a twinge of sadness, grabbed her fighting stick and with a wink in his direction disappeared.
Disclamer: I don't own anything that sounds like something from L. J. smith.
Jez.Morgead was saying quietly Why wont you let it happen. His voice caressing her mind, bringing down her guards once again. Her insides turned to water, and grasping at rationality, she did the only thing she knew would confuse him. She jerked her mouth away from his neck, and she was kissing him. Hard. And he was responding just the same. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
She pulled away suddenly as if her lips touched fire; breaking contact all together and scooting back from him. Her lips bruised and swelled from kissing him with such force. Swiping her hand across her mouth wiping away any drips of blood that escaped her mouth. She could feel his penetrating gaze on her and she ran a hand through her disheveled crimson colored hair.
"So I'm leader again, right?" she looked up at him through lowered lashes, and he simply nodded. She stood, tall, her face expressionless. His powerful blood coursed through her veins, her mind humming with joy, the intense and dark feeling of power she had longed for. Thinking she had probably taken too much blood from him she offered him and a hand up, which she knew he would refuse and he did.
He stood shakily but trying not to show any weaknesses, "You'll be fine in the morning" Jez said curtly, he didn't look at her or even acknowledge that she stood less than 3 feet away from him. So this is my soulmate, Jez thought to herself and frowned slightly. "I'll be back" she told him and he glared at her his eyes filled with something like hatred. Jez felt a twinge of sadness, grabbed her fighting stick and with a wink in his direction disappeared.
