For You
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Morwinda: I'll have to read 'Bitten' then. Who's it by? And thank you! I'm glad I reread your review too!
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On a more boring note:
Disclaimer is the same as usual.
Summary is same as usual.
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!!PG-15!! You'll see why later.
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Chapter 6
I Want To See Your Face
I was in my room in Mrs. Hubbs' house. I sat on the bed and wished a certain someone was there with me. Pull my face to that certain someone's chest, so I could hear the beating of his heart. My hand running along his chest, his strong arms around me, his lips against my ear, telling me it was okay, that he would make it right.
Liar.
The church bells rang four times, then waited a minute and rang another twelve. It was midnight. I got up from the bed and looked out at the moon. I stared out unseeingly, then thought back to the night when my mother was killed.
"Come out," I whispered into the darkness. "Come out, demon. Where is the demon that killed my mother?" I leaned against the windowsill and scanned the skies.
"Where are you, demon? Do you not need to feed? Or is your stomach full with the blood of my mother?" I felt a presence on the house and looked over, but there was no one there. I bit my lip and looked out again.
"Demon," I called out softly. "I know you're there." My hands were trembling.
"I want to see your face, demon. I want to see the face of the demon that killed my mother." My eyes filled with tears and I shuddered.
"I want to see your face!"
"Then your wish is granted," a voice said behind me.
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"I want to see your face!" The beautiful girl then moaned, putting her head down on the windowsill. I almost laughed at the anguish in her face, but thought better. I stepped out of the shadows in the girls' room and into the square of moonlight coming from the window.
She wanted to see my face. My face she'll see.
"Then your wish is granted," I told her in my seduction voice, and the beautiful girl whipped around, her midnight hair flying out behind her and her big hazel eyes filled with tears and fear.
The girl was silent for a moment, and I could see that she was trembling. She stared at me.
"Who are you?" she asked, her deep voice cracking and her red lips trembling. I licked my own lips, aching to taste the blood in her arteries and the redness of her lips. I held off on my yearning though.
"I am the demon that you wish to see so badly, my darling," I told her, my voice thick with seduction. Her breath came out in ragged huffs, and I took a step closer.
"Demon," she addressed me, and I laughed. She shuddered, and I took another step. I was almost within arms reach of her. She was still in her dress from the day, a dress that was a deep green, threaded with black thread. The bodice had a built in corset, which pushed up the breasts and made them look bigger, and making her waist look smaller. She was a vision, with her pale skin and black hair.
"But do I look like a demon, princess?" I asked her, smiling. "If anyone looks like a demon, my dear, it is you." I stepped closer and reached my hand out to stroke her cheek, marveling at how soft it was, then trailing down to her lips, which were open and drawing in breaths. She closed them abruptly, gulping and shivering, and I knew she wanted me. As I her. I almost laughed again to see the flush on her cheeks. My seduction was working beautifully.
"What is your name, my darling?" I asked her, stepping in so that there was hardly more than ten centimeters in between our bodies.
"Kallisto," she breathed, and I could tell she was under my spell. I chuckled and I closed in the space between us.
"What a beautiful name, my princess," I told her, and dipped my head to touch her lips with mine. Her eyes closed and she moaned, and my hands curled around her waist, one going up to rest on the side of her breast, and her hands coiled around my neck, pulling me closer to her. I was happy to oblige. My hand around her waist went to her back to arch her body close to mine.
Eventually, I broke the kiss, sensing she had no breath, but when my lips left hers, she groaned loudly and pulled me back, her tongue invading my mouth and battling with mine. I growled and crushed her lips with mine.
I let her lips go again, this time lowering my head to her neck, were I openly caressed and kissed the soft white skin. I promised myself I would play with her before I killed her. Make her remember my touch for another week before I kill her. I licked her collarbone, and kissed my way down to the curve of her breast. Her moaning told me just how deep she was in my spell. I stuck my tongue in the little opening where the valley in between her breasts was, relishing in her impassioned moans. Then I stopped.
She was whispering something.
"Velkan," she moaned, grasping my face and kissing my cheeks, her eyes glazed over and unseeing. I took a step back and studied her with growing shock.
She thought I was Prince Velkan Valerious.
The shock left me and I reached inside her mind, and I saw her dream of the dark haired prince and her in a tree, holding hands and his hand cupping her cheek. A look of pure happiness was in her hazel eyes and her smile was tender and sweet. What a picture they made. I almost wretched at the happy feeling.
This girl was in love with Prince Velkan Valerious.
Then I laughed. And she woke from my seduction.
She stared at me, shock and fear evident in her eyes. Then she fell on her knees and crossed herself.
"Hail Mary," she began, and a shocking pain cracked through my ears. "Full of grace, the Lord is with Thee," I felt moisture at my ears and smelt blood. My blood. Hissing, I jumped over the girl and out the window.
"I'll be back for you, Kallisto, the fairest," I seethed.
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"Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death." I finished, and raised my head. I was shaking. I crossed myself and stood up shakily.
I sat on the bed and raised my hand to my lips. I could still feel the demon's soft, intoxicating lips on mine. My, he was a good kisser. Then I knelt on the floor again.
"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. The demon that has killed my mother came to me tonight, and I let him bewitch me. He touched me in ways that no man should touch a girl. I feel dirty. Please forgive me, Lord. Amen."
Then I released my legs and leaned against the bed. I closed my eyes for a moment.
A/N: Needed a change. Hope you like. Review!
Author's Note: Reviews! And more reviews!
Morwinda: I'll have to read 'Bitten' then. Who's it by? And thank you! I'm glad I reread your review too!
ConstanceGosselin: Thank you! I know! I will! ;)
On a more boring note:
Disclaimer is the same as usual.
Summary is same as usual.
Now on with the crap!
!!PG-15!! You'll see why later.
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Chapter 6
I Want To See Your Face
I was in my room in Mrs. Hubbs' house. I sat on the bed and wished a certain someone was there with me. Pull my face to that certain someone's chest, so I could hear the beating of his heart. My hand running along his chest, his strong arms around me, his lips against my ear, telling me it was okay, that he would make it right.
Liar.
The church bells rang four times, then waited a minute and rang another twelve. It was midnight. I got up from the bed and looked out at the moon. I stared out unseeingly, then thought back to the night when my mother was killed.
"Come out," I whispered into the darkness. "Come out, demon. Where is the demon that killed my mother?" I leaned against the windowsill and scanned the skies.
"Where are you, demon? Do you not need to feed? Or is your stomach full with the blood of my mother?" I felt a presence on the house and looked over, but there was no one there. I bit my lip and looked out again.
"Demon," I called out softly. "I know you're there." My hands were trembling.
"I want to see your face, demon. I want to see the face of the demon that killed my mother." My eyes filled with tears and I shuddered.
"I want to see your face!"
"Then your wish is granted," a voice said behind me.
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"I want to see your face!" The beautiful girl then moaned, putting her head down on the windowsill. I almost laughed at the anguish in her face, but thought better. I stepped out of the shadows in the girls' room and into the square of moonlight coming from the window.
She wanted to see my face. My face she'll see.
"Then your wish is granted," I told her in my seduction voice, and the beautiful girl whipped around, her midnight hair flying out behind her and her big hazel eyes filled with tears and fear.
The girl was silent for a moment, and I could see that she was trembling. She stared at me.
"Who are you?" she asked, her deep voice cracking and her red lips trembling. I licked my own lips, aching to taste the blood in her arteries and the redness of her lips. I held off on my yearning though.
"I am the demon that you wish to see so badly, my darling," I told her, my voice thick with seduction. Her breath came out in ragged huffs, and I took a step closer.
"Demon," she addressed me, and I laughed. She shuddered, and I took another step. I was almost within arms reach of her. She was still in her dress from the day, a dress that was a deep green, threaded with black thread. The bodice had a built in corset, which pushed up the breasts and made them look bigger, and making her waist look smaller. She was a vision, with her pale skin and black hair.
"But do I look like a demon, princess?" I asked her, smiling. "If anyone looks like a demon, my dear, it is you." I stepped closer and reached my hand out to stroke her cheek, marveling at how soft it was, then trailing down to her lips, which were open and drawing in breaths. She closed them abruptly, gulping and shivering, and I knew she wanted me. As I her. I almost laughed again to see the flush on her cheeks. My seduction was working beautifully.
"What is your name, my darling?" I asked her, stepping in so that there was hardly more than ten centimeters in between our bodies.
"Kallisto," she breathed, and I could tell she was under my spell. I chuckled and I closed in the space between us.
"What a beautiful name, my princess," I told her, and dipped my head to touch her lips with mine. Her eyes closed and she moaned, and my hands curled around her waist, one going up to rest on the side of her breast, and her hands coiled around my neck, pulling me closer to her. I was happy to oblige. My hand around her waist went to her back to arch her body close to mine.
Eventually, I broke the kiss, sensing she had no breath, but when my lips left hers, she groaned loudly and pulled me back, her tongue invading my mouth and battling with mine. I growled and crushed her lips with mine.
I let her lips go again, this time lowering my head to her neck, were I openly caressed and kissed the soft white skin. I promised myself I would play with her before I killed her. Make her remember my touch for another week before I kill her. I licked her collarbone, and kissed my way down to the curve of her breast. Her moaning told me just how deep she was in my spell. I stuck my tongue in the little opening where the valley in between her breasts was, relishing in her impassioned moans. Then I stopped.
She was whispering something.
"Velkan," she moaned, grasping my face and kissing my cheeks, her eyes glazed over and unseeing. I took a step back and studied her with growing shock.
She thought I was Prince Velkan Valerious.
The shock left me and I reached inside her mind, and I saw her dream of the dark haired prince and her in a tree, holding hands and his hand cupping her cheek. A look of pure happiness was in her hazel eyes and her smile was tender and sweet. What a picture they made. I almost wretched at the happy feeling.
This girl was in love with Prince Velkan Valerious.
Then I laughed. And she woke from my seduction.
She stared at me, shock and fear evident in her eyes. Then she fell on her knees and crossed herself.
"Hail Mary," she began, and a shocking pain cracked through my ears. "Full of grace, the Lord is with Thee," I felt moisture at my ears and smelt blood. My blood. Hissing, I jumped over the girl and out the window.
"I'll be back for you, Kallisto, the fairest," I seethed.
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"Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death." I finished, and raised my head. I was shaking. I crossed myself and stood up shakily.
I sat on the bed and raised my hand to my lips. I could still feel the demon's soft, intoxicating lips on mine. My, he was a good kisser. Then I knelt on the floor again.
"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. The demon that has killed my mother came to me tonight, and I let him bewitch me. He touched me in ways that no man should touch a girl. I feel dirty. Please forgive me, Lord. Amen."
Then I released my legs and leaned against the bed. I closed my eyes for a moment.
A/N: Needed a change. Hope you like. Review!