For Him
Disclaimer: Don't own nothing. Not a thing. Nothing!
Summary: Four years have past for Kallisto. She has given up hope of ever seeing Velkan again. But when the Valerious's see smoke coming from the mountains and go to investigate, will Kallisto be discovered, or will she stay hidden? Will she restore the hope of a life with Velkan?
Author's Note: I am now continuing For You, on the demands of my dearest Verona and little Mariela. Hope you like as much as For You.
Dedicated to Verona and Mariela, as usual.
Angst, big time.
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Prologue: My Kallisto
Dracula's Point of View
I finally managed to drag myself from my brides. They acquired much of my attention with their intentions. I flew with all haste to the mountain. The mountain that held my most prized possession. Kallisto.
My Kallisto.
She was sitting in a tree, her red lips moving as she stroked the rough bark slowly. She then lowered her lips to the bark and I shivered. How she loved nature.
I walked to her, and she climbed out of the tree. She wore a black gown that I had gotten for her, with no corset, for I knew how she hated them. She still looked ravishing. The black brought out her skin, which brought out her lips, eyes, and hair.
Her eyes were misted over, but I tried not to notice as I floated into her open arms. She held my head to her bosom.
"I thought you would never come," she whispered softly. I shivered and held her to me. Her next words cut me like a knife.
"I was so lonely," she whispered heatedly into my ear, and I squeezed her, stroking her hair that went past her rear end. I entwined my fingers in the silkiness and kissed her neck. She shivered, and I lowered us to the ground, my body on top of her soft one. I lifted my head to stare at her, and she touched my face, stroking my cheek with a long, slender, gentle finger. I grabbed her finger and brought it to my lips. Her eyes filled with a longing that I had been seeing for four years, yet still haven't gotten used to.
She helped me with my clothes, and I with hers. I teased and tortured her until she screamed. Finally, our bodies slicked with sweat, we joined, our union sweet, wild, and long overdue.
As we lay there, the darkness seeping over us, in Kallisto's unsteady breathing, I realized something. I looked into Kallisto's eyes.
"I love you," I told her.
She was asleep.
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A/N: Sorry about the short chapter. I vowed to myself that I would make these chapter's longer and here I am with this teeny little chapter. Pif. I am so ashamed.
Review. Hope you like it. I'll explain more in later chapters.
Disclaimer: Don't own nothing. Not a thing. Nothing!
Summary: Four years have past for Kallisto. She has given up hope of ever seeing Velkan again. But when the Valerious's see smoke coming from the mountains and go to investigate, will Kallisto be discovered, or will she stay hidden? Will she restore the hope of a life with Velkan?
Author's Note: I am now continuing For You, on the demands of my dearest Verona and little Mariela. Hope you like as much as For You.
Dedicated to Verona and Mariela, as usual.
Angst, big time.
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Prologue: My Kallisto
Dracula's Point of View
I finally managed to drag myself from my brides. They acquired much of my attention with their intentions. I flew with all haste to the mountain. The mountain that held my most prized possession. Kallisto.
My Kallisto.
She was sitting in a tree, her red lips moving as she stroked the rough bark slowly. She then lowered her lips to the bark and I shivered. How she loved nature.
I walked to her, and she climbed out of the tree. She wore a black gown that I had gotten for her, with no corset, for I knew how she hated them. She still looked ravishing. The black brought out her skin, which brought out her lips, eyes, and hair.
Her eyes were misted over, but I tried not to notice as I floated into her open arms. She held my head to her bosom.
"I thought you would never come," she whispered softly. I shivered and held her to me. Her next words cut me like a knife.
"I was so lonely," she whispered heatedly into my ear, and I squeezed her, stroking her hair that went past her rear end. I entwined my fingers in the silkiness and kissed her neck. She shivered, and I lowered us to the ground, my body on top of her soft one. I lifted my head to stare at her, and she touched my face, stroking my cheek with a long, slender, gentle finger. I grabbed her finger and brought it to my lips. Her eyes filled with a longing that I had been seeing for four years, yet still haven't gotten used to.
She helped me with my clothes, and I with hers. I teased and tortured her until she screamed. Finally, our bodies slicked with sweat, we joined, our union sweet, wild, and long overdue.
As we lay there, the darkness seeping over us, in Kallisto's unsteady breathing, I realized something. I looked into Kallisto's eyes.
"I love you," I told her.
She was asleep.
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A/N: Sorry about the short chapter. I vowed to myself that I would make these chapter's longer and here I am with this teeny little chapter. Pif. I am so ashamed.
Review. Hope you like it. I'll explain more in later chapters.