Disclaimer: I don't own Blade or anything associated with both movies. I only own Name, and the dream that inspired this fic. Okay? Okay. On with the fic!
Sangre La
I gasp as Priest's fangs pierce the skin above my right breast. His hands run themselves down and up my waist and legs, memorizing every muscle and curve. He take's his mouth off the bite and up to my lips, our tongues dance in a copper-tanged tango. We part for air.
"I've been waiting for this for a long time." Priest purred into my ear. This was the promise I made to him when we first declared our love for each other, that when I was either old enough, that he could take me in the most forbidden of dances.
I feel him take my breast's into his hands and he massage's them slowly through the cloth of my shirt. It feels like I've reached a vampiric nirvana in his arms. My hands run over his chest, massaging his muscle's, both rippled and ripped. I reach for the zipper of his pants, unzipping him free of the confines of the damnable attire. He in return lifts my shirt over my head and frees me from my bra. I undo my pants and wriggle out of my panties, letting them fall on the floor. I stand in front of the bed, naked and waiting for his arms to take me. He looks at me, up and down, examining me like a work of art.
He gets up, and walks to me. I am examining him now. In truth, he is the first naked man I've ever seen, but I'm not as bashful as I thought I'd be. He is a fine specimen of a man, he's not overly muscular, thought not as scrawny as a woman. He's gazing straight into my eyes now, as if peering into my soul. In a flash, he has me pinned on the bed, a playful smirk plays on his face now. He's going to enjoy this as much as I will.
"C'mon, Priest, lets cut the previews and get to the main event, please." I tell him. He laughs.
"Anxious to get your first fuckin', are a luv? All right, far be it for me to deny the Princess of the Night her wishes." he says. He lays himself out on top of me, positioning himself for his entry. He gives me a gentle kiss.
"I've gotta warn ya, luv. The first time is gonna hurt, but it'll get better as we go along, 'kay?" I nod. He kisses my again, before slowly inching himself into my tight body.
I gasp and throw my head back, trying to fight through the pain and pleasure that surged through my body like lightning. He silenced my cries of pain with his mouth over mine. He stopped his entry. I protested.
"No...keep going, Priest. I was just surprised, is all."
And thus he continued. He took his pace a little faster, then he was fully inside me. It's odd, we seem to fit together like a lock and key. Then he began thrusting. I gave small cries of euphoria as he went faster, in a rhythmic pace. I wrap my legs around his waste, my hands ran through his blonde hair. His mouth went back to the bite he made near my breast, he began sucking my blood. He knows he can't change me, he just does it out of habit. I fell myself nearing my cuming point, as does he. Priest began to speed up his thrusts, making sure to hit my g-spot each time. I cant hold back my cries of love any more.
"Ohh...gods...P-priest! I love you!!!" I shout with all my might, as he came inside me, the walls of my womanhood tightening around his rock-hard cock. I soon came, feeling my warmth spill out of me and all over him. We lay together, totally spent after our first night of love making.
"I love you, Name. My dark princess, my namless warrior. My love." he purres into my ear. He has no idea how many times I've compared him to a cat. We snuggle under the down-blanket, content to spend the night in each other's arms.
Sangre La
I gasp as Priest's fangs pierce the skin above my right breast. His hands run themselves down and up my waist and legs, memorizing every muscle and curve. He take's his mouth off the bite and up to my lips, our tongues dance in a copper-tanged tango. We part for air.
"I've been waiting for this for a long time." Priest purred into my ear. This was the promise I made to him when we first declared our love for each other, that when I was either old enough, that he could take me in the most forbidden of dances.
I feel him take my breast's into his hands and he massage's them slowly through the cloth of my shirt. It feels like I've reached a vampiric nirvana in his arms. My hands run over his chest, massaging his muscle's, both rippled and ripped. I reach for the zipper of his pants, unzipping him free of the confines of the damnable attire. He in return lifts my shirt over my head and frees me from my bra. I undo my pants and wriggle out of my panties, letting them fall on the floor. I stand in front of the bed, naked and waiting for his arms to take me. He looks at me, up and down, examining me like a work of art.
He gets up, and walks to me. I am examining him now. In truth, he is the first naked man I've ever seen, but I'm not as bashful as I thought I'd be. He is a fine specimen of a man, he's not overly muscular, thought not as scrawny as a woman. He's gazing straight into my eyes now, as if peering into my soul. In a flash, he has me pinned on the bed, a playful smirk plays on his face now. He's going to enjoy this as much as I will.
"C'mon, Priest, lets cut the previews and get to the main event, please." I tell him. He laughs.
"Anxious to get your first fuckin', are a luv? All right, far be it for me to deny the Princess of the Night her wishes." he says. He lays himself out on top of me, positioning himself for his entry. He gives me a gentle kiss.
"I've gotta warn ya, luv. The first time is gonna hurt, but it'll get better as we go along, 'kay?" I nod. He kisses my again, before slowly inching himself into my tight body.
I gasp and throw my head back, trying to fight through the pain and pleasure that surged through my body like lightning. He silenced my cries of pain with his mouth over mine. He stopped his entry. I protested.
"No...keep going, Priest. I was just surprised, is all."
And thus he continued. He took his pace a little faster, then he was fully inside me. It's odd, we seem to fit together like a lock and key. Then he began thrusting. I gave small cries of euphoria as he went faster, in a rhythmic pace. I wrap my legs around his waste, my hands ran through his blonde hair. His mouth went back to the bite he made near my breast, he began sucking my blood. He knows he can't change me, he just does it out of habit. I fell myself nearing my cuming point, as does he. Priest began to speed up his thrusts, making sure to hit my g-spot each time. I cant hold back my cries of love any more.
"Ohh...gods...P-priest! I love you!!!" I shout with all my might, as he came inside me, the walls of my womanhood tightening around his rock-hard cock. I soon came, feeling my warmth spill out of me and all over him. We lay together, totally spent after our first night of love making.
"I love you, Name. My dark princess, my namless warrior. My love." he purres into my ear. He has no idea how many times I've compared him to a cat. We snuggle under the down-blanket, content to spend the night in each other's arms.
