For You

Author's Note: I have reviews!

Theomat de Ajkarkaro: I don't know who you are or what you did, but I have one thing to say to you: Have you seen the category of this story? Romance/Angst. People read it for the romance. If you don't like it, leave and never come back. Thanks.

Verona: Chapter 12 Review: Thank you so much! Yeah, a little too much information, but I'm glad you liked it!

Chapter 13 Review: Well, you know . . . they are my specialty! Alternate Universe, you say? Hm. That's interesting! And I had fun writing the viewpoints of Velkan and especially Dracula. Dracula is so fun to write for.

Chapter 14 Review: Oh that's okay. ;) Yeah, I was going to have them, you know, but decided against it. Superbly? Sly blushes furiously. Stop that. I took the "Do you think me wicked?" thing from Sleepy Hollow:

Ichabod: Katrina. Why are you in my room?

Katrina: Because it is yours. Do think me wicked?

And:

Katrina: I've shed my tears over Braum. Yet my heart is not broken. Do you think me wicked?

Anyway, on to Kallisto and company.

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Chapter 13

Why Are You Doing This?

I held Kallisto throughout the night. She needed me to repeat prayers into her ears so that she could fall asleep with God at her side. I obliged, reciting every prayer I knew, hoping it would quench the fire for this young, beautiful girl that I held inside. When she breathed on my neck and chest, I resisted the urge to push her closer, kiss her and make her feel not wicked, for she wasn't.

My night was horrible. Just as soon as I'd fall asleep, Kallisto would turn, or shift, most of the time rubbing her rear end into my . . . and making me go hard all over again. Again, I resisted the urge to rip off her clothes and kiss her to release. But I knew she didn't need ecstasy right now. She needed comfort.

She tossed and turned all night, waking up sometimes crying out for a certain "my demon", sometimes calling my name, which surprised and, surprisingly, pleased me. I could only wonder about what her dreams held.

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I fell asleep slowly in the comfort of Velkan's strong arms. I almost sobbed for my need of the black bliss, and I wanted so much to fall asleep and into the arms of my demon. I bit my tongue, willing away such thoughts.

I shifted a bit, my eyes closed, and I thought I heard Velkan moan beside me. Feigning sleep, I eventually fell into a deep slumber.

But all slumbers have dreams. (A/N)

-I Have Come-

I walked down an unknown path, not knowing where I was going; yet I sensed someone near. I kept walking. Then I heard a voice behind me.

"My darling, you need not go any farther." I turned around slowly, and my eyes were captured by those black depths that were my demon's eyes.

Dracula.

"My demon," I addressed him, my hands sliding over my hips invitingly, and he smiled wickedly. Then he was gone, standing behind me, my butt in between his legs, and I shifted. I was rewarded with a loud moan, escaping from my demon's lips. His hands grasped my hips and guided me, rubbing his erection with my butt, and we both shuddered. I turned in his grasp, rubbing my hands over his chest that was surprisingly bare of clothing. I bent my head and gently licked the smooth skin. He shivered and grasped my head, bending to lick my lips.

"My wanton," he whispered, and his tongue entered my mouth, yet our lips were not touching. I grasped his head, pulling his mouth to mine. I groaned into his mouth, that fiery haven of dark paradise. My hands went to his hips, then slid around to his butt, rubbing my hands over its smoothness. He groaned and laughed, and kissed his way down my neck. He licked my collarbone, and the heavy evening gown I had been wearing a few minutes earlier suddenly vanished, leaving me naked in front of my hot demon. He bent down and bit my breast, and I growled loudly, enveloping my hands in his gorgeous black hair.

We slid to the ground, and he kissed his way down to . . . I quivered as his tongue slid me into ecstasy.

He raised his head, his black eyes wary.

"My darling?" he asked.

"I have come," I groaned, and he slid up my body to enter me, filling me with his hardness. His lips found mine and our tongues entwined.

"I have come," I moaned into his mouth, then gave myself up to the torrent of pleasure.

"Come," I whispered as I awoke from the sensual dream. Velkan's arm was around my waist, and I looked over at him. How sweet he was, how cute when he was sleeping. My body felt strangely cool, and I looked down to see that I was drenched in sweat.

"Kallisto." I looked around.

"Who's there?" I asked, my hands starting to tremble.

"The window," the deep voice said. I cowered away from the window, fearful to go near it.

"My darling." Suddenly, I lifted Velkan's arm off.

Why did I do that?

"Come here, my princess." I stood up.

Stop it, I told myself.

"A bit closer, Kallisto." I took a tentative step.

Kallisto!

"My darling Kallisto." I took two steps.

Kallisto . . . my mind sobbed.

"Come to me." I reached the window.

Don't open it.

"Let me help you, my Kallisto." My hand went to the latch. I slowly undid the latch and the window was open. A dark silhouette appeared, luring me to come out. I leaned on the sill, leaning my head out to stare at the mysterious shadow. The shadow came at me, and I saw the outline of a hand. A finger came up my throat to rest at my lips, and I knew who it was.

"Demon," I murmured, and he chuckled. He backed up, motioning me to come out the window. Which I didn't. Except that I did. I walked to him, standing arm's distance away. He pulled me close, resting my body against his. I shivered.

His lips found mine, and I felt tears at my eyes. I broke away, a dry sob caught in my throat. He looked at me in wonder.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked him.

"Doing what, my darling?" He inquired, and I shook my head.

"Stop pretending you don't know what I'm talking about. You know exactly what." His eyes held confusion, and a tear left my eye to roll down my cheek rapidly.

"Why do you not finish what you start?" I asked, and he smiled. I hit his chest with my hand.

"Stop smiling!" I said loudly, and he put his fingers over my lips.

"Shh, my darling, you will wake up your prince," he said, then pulled me closer. "You want me to finish what I have started?" he purred into my ear. I shivered.

"Yes," I whispered, turning my head to capture his lips with mine. He moaned, and I grasped his face with my hands. We parted, then came together violently, our tongues entangling with fervor. We kissed for a while, and when we parted, we were both breathing heavily. This surprised me, for I knew that my demon needed no air.

"What do we do?" I asked him, and he stopped panting. He stared at me for a long time.

"I have a deal for you."

A/N: Yeah, I know that most slumbers don't have dreams, but it was a good line!

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