When Darkness Falls

Chapter 5

AN: Ok no chit chat, lets just get to it

DC: Don't Own It….But is that such a bad thing? I sure can't draw worth a flip…so if I was the owner and creator…you wouldn't like as much lol!

Warning Sexual Content in this chapter

Serena frantically beat on Andrew's door. It was cold and rainy and she was getting soaked. Finally she saw a light come on inside and a figure coming towards the door. "come on Andrew…hurry!" Serena said to no one. A sleepy eyed Andrew opened the door but became immediately awake by the look on Serena's face. "Serena whats—" Andrew started but was cut off by Serena pushing him inside. She shut the door behind herself and closed the curtains. "Andrew…answer me honestly…have you ever invited Darien into your house?" Serena asked and felt so relieved when Andrew shook his head. "Serena what's wrong? Has he tried to hurt you or anything?" Andrew asked.

"No...yes…I mean I don't know" Serena said

"Serena…calm down and tell me what's going on" demanded Andrew

"I had a dream that was real."

"Real? Like how?"

"Just hush and listen. Darien was there but I called him Endymion. There was music playing and I was wearing a gown of red satin that he had bought for me. I start swaying to the music and then arms circled around my waist and he was kissing my neck. Then he asked could he make me his. And I said yes…that I belong only to him. Then there was a slight pinch where he bit me and it was so intoxicating…I almost fell asleep at it…but I called out your name instead of his and he pulled back and then I woke up. I ran into the bathroom and saw two tiny holes on my neck." Serena brushed back her hair so that he could see.

"Vampires can only come in if they are invited. You'll be safe here."

"But what if he comes into my mind and pulls me out. Andrew I—I don't know what to do. If I am the one that is supposed to destroy him…how can I? Andrew I do love him, I see that now. Its just destiny playing out its part."

Andrew didn't know what to say to this. His heart constricted at her statement. He thought best to just change the subject. "Serena you are soaking wet."

"I ran over here as soon as I woke up." For the first time since she'd come in the house she noticed her surroundings…Andrew mostly. He had on a pair of loose flannel pants and no top. She followed the line of blonde hair that went down his stomach to somewhere hidden within his pants. His chest was so muscular…you'd never expect that if you never saw him without his shirt on. His hair was tousled and even though he was alert…his eyes were still cloudy with sleep. This was strange…how could she be in love with Darien but feel herself becoming aroused by Andrew. She was taken from her thoughts by Andrew's gentle touch on her cheek. In a reflex her hand reached up and cradled his on her face.

Andrew wasn't blind. He noticed how Serena's nightgown clung to every dip and curve. Her nipples were tall and erect from the cold rain. He could see the line of where her panties hugged her skin and the patch of color between her thighs. This caused a duel reaction in him and could feel the erection coming on. On impulse he reached out and touched her cheek. She responded with placing her hand over his. With his thumb, he caressed her skin in a circular motion. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, almost driving him to the unspeakable. He had to taste her again. Without thought he leaned forward…softly at first…captured her lips with his. She gasped which frightened him a little. He pulled back and apologized. But before he could finish 'sorry', she had wrapped her arms around his neck and was crushing his lips with hers.

Serena couldn't believe she was doing this, much less feeling this. This was definitely betraying Darien. But she didn't care. Besides…he'd probably had more lovers than she could ever have. Nature was calling and she had to answer. Andrew left her mouth and was trailing kisses down her neck, kissing the marks on her neck to somehow make them his marks on her. The skin around them was so hot, so feverish. It almost burnt his tongue. This was pure ecstasy to Serena. The tighter she wrapped her arms around him, the closer their bodies got. She could feel his hardness against her leg. Suddenly she became very aware of the heavy clothing that was hanging on her body. "Andrew…" she murmured. Andrew stopped and looked her in the eyes. "I—I want you Andrew." Serena said. "Oh Serena I've wanted you ever since that kiss." Andrew said as she smiled at him. She took one hand and brought it up to her shoulder to slide the strap down when his hand caught hers and laid hot kisses on her shoulder where the strap had been. He went to the other strap and did the same thing before letting the material slide to a pool at her feet.

Andrew stepped back and looked at her. She was perfect in every way. She was so beautiful. He couldn't believe that this was happening but nothing aside from a sign from God was going to make him stop. He drew in a breath when Serena reached out and pulled the draw string to his pants loose, the last thing that kept him hidden. He in turn slid his hands past the elastic band of her lace panties…her flesh was searing hot. He slid his hand deeper to find she was moist with sweat, and it was all for him. He couldn't take it any longer. He yanked her to him and lifted her in his arms, and laid her on the couch. Both completely nude and exposed to each other…but neither was turning back now. Serena wrapped a leg around his waist, trying to draw him closer. Andrew found her milky breast and took her right nipple in his mouth, nipping at it with his teeth as she writhed underneath him. Serena dug her fingers into his hair in response, at times digging her nails into his scalp. Andrew continued to move downwards, leaving a trail of kisses down her belly, stopping at her abdomen. Serena squirmed in anticipation. But it never came. When he started back upwards it occurred to her that he had never touched a woman in that way before. "Andrew….I want—I want…" she struggled with the words as he came back to her mouth, practically stealing her breath away. "What is it you want Serena?" he asked in-between kisses. "You" she responded. It was a simple demand…one that could not be ignored. With one swift motion, he slid into her. Serena thought she'd die of pleasure. It suddenly came to mind that she was in love with Darien. And that this was the same passion she felt with him…except Andrew was much more slow and gentle. She was confused. She didn't understand what was happening. Well ok she did understand what was happening at this moment….but what did it all mean? She decided just not to think about it and put her thoughts back towards Andrew. His strokes were long and deep, gradually increasing when Serena wrapped both her legs around him. He buried his face in her hair as they both fell off the world into the night…

Darien sat outside the window in the pouring rain, silent watching his worst fear. Well, he hadn't lost yet, but he wasn't exactly winning either.

Serena stretched and yawned. She hadn't had that good of sleep in a long time. Sometime during the night, they had moved to the bedroom, well Andrew moved them. He lay sleeping beside her. He looked so peaceful. Serena quietly got up and looked in one of his drawers for a shirt. Slipping it on she walked downstairs to see what he had to eat for breakfast. Something caught her eye as she was passing the window. There on the windowsill lie a red rose. She dare not speak his name. He'd been here…he'd seen—watched them. She suddenly felt…afraid.

Andrew awoken and stretched lazily. At first he thought he'd been dreaming, until he saw her indention in the pillow beside him. Somehow, it all felt…right. But that couldn't be…according to the legend. The line played again in his head. The only one that can destroy him is the one destined to be with him…."Serena." He wouldn't ignore his feelings for her…but then he couldn't ignore her feelings for Darien. And if they were correct and Serena was the one…then that was destiny. But he wouldn't let him have her. He'd die for her. And he felt…that he would.

Serena suddenly felt very cold. It was almost as if he was hovering outside the windows, breathing the cold fog on the glass. She could practically hear his heart beating, but wait…that was her own…she wasn't sure if he had a heartbeat. She tried to tell herself that she was safe here, that Andrew's house was safe ground, but she couldn't help but feel insecure. But yet she faced another dilemma. She was in love with him, but she had to destroy him. How…how…that was the big one. A wooden stake? She tried to remember all the tales that she'd learned throughout her life. Andrew would know… "Andrew." She said…

For a while he just stared out the window. He noticed the drop in the temperature. It was almost like the air was breathing…cold raspy breaths…warning him. "Its no good to threaten me, I've already pledged my life for her…what's worse than death." He said to the air…and he wasn't sure if he imagined it…but it seemed to whisper "watch and wait." Back to him….he shivered… How did it get so cold…he had to be imagining it. Maybe a hot shower would do him good…

Serena hurried back up the stairs, anxious to hold Andrew, for him to hold her. When she entered the bedroom, she saw the bed was hastily made and she heard water running in the adjoining room. Out of the blue, a naughty thought entered her head. If she could fall in love with Andrew instead of Darien, then she could destroy him without regretting it. She started to walk towards the bathroom but stopped. What if he was weird now…was last night just a one night thing for him? She blushed red with embarrassment at the thought that he'd never kissed a girl or made love to one like he had to her last night. Now she was really juvenile. Well there was only one way to really find out then isn't there. This isn't the time for modesty…and with that she turned the knob and inched open the door.

Andrew froze at the scraping of the door. Whatever it was that was in the air was coming to get him. Suddenly the hot water felt icy cold. He was about to bolt when he ran into Serena. "Serena! You nearly scared me to death."

Serena could have sworn he was going to attack her. He turned around so fast, he nearly crushed her against the wall. But then he collapsed against her and she cradled his head against her shoulder like a baby. "shhhhh." She whispered.

After a few moments of deep breaths, he suddenly became very aware of Serena… "You're naked."

Serena thought she'd die of laughter. "Well of course…most people do shower in the nude."

"No…its just. I don't know. I didn't expect…." And he trailed off. The truth was he didn't expect Serena to want to continue this relationship. But yet here she was…naked…in his shower…he was leaning against her. "Arggghhh." He growled in frustration. "Serena do you have any what you do to me? Of how many nights I've lied awake and just thought of you…and now that I've had you…I…I don't think I can live without it."

"What are you saying Andrew?" Serena felt slightly confused but yet it wasn't news to her.

"Serena, I not going to let anything happen to you…from him…I would die for you….I want you to know that." Andrew wasn't sure what he was expecting….whatever it was, he was bracing for the worst.

"Oh Andrew." Serena said and threw her arms around his neck. "You shouldn't have to." And she started kissing him all over his face, lingering on his lips, awaiting his reaction.

And like a malnourished animal, he devoured her. The gentleness from the previous night was gone, it was all urgency here. Behind the sweet kisses of hot passion there was the salty taste of fear and desperation. They were afraid for each other. Andrew, afraid he would lose her. Serena, afraid she would lose herself, and the battle for her family. With the water pelting on his back, he ravished her body like he was dying of thirst and she was the drink that would save his life. And that is where they sunk, into the floor of his shower. It was wide enough to allow them space, but the length would not work. Somehow Serena maneuvered so that she was on top, and he was sitting in the floor. "Serena, this isn't going to work."

Serena felt embarrassed. What does he mean it won't work…we won't work?

"There just isn't enough room here." He said and lifted her up and he had no idea how much relief she felt. He turned off the faucet and carried her out of the shower stall into the bedroom. He laid her on the bed. "You are beautiful."

"Andrew, don't try to seduce me….I'm the master." Serena said with a devilish glint in her eye.

"Are you? Well then show me what you've got." Andrew said rolling on his back.

"Are you sure? I can make your whole body blush…" and she did…from his scalp to his toes and everywhere in between. And when they lay in the aftermath of their madness, Serena suddenly felt the urge to cry. Things couldn't be as simple as falling in love with the guy next door, not when their life lay on the line for your own. She had to figure out what to do…and to keep Andrew out of danger. Because if she loved them both…maybe the destruction of one lied in her own…

At this point, Darien was fuming. If she wasn't his destined lover, he'd kill her with his bare hands. How could she betray him with such a person as Andrew. As if he was any match for Darien. He could hear her moans and whimpers in his head…ones that belonged to him just hours ago. But then she was tainted. He could still taste the sweetness of her blood on his tongue. He still had some power over her…no matter how small…she would be his.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: omigosh…..I had completely forgotten that I had started writing this chapter months ago…I am so so so sorry. So sorry that I attempted to end the chapter…if it weren't so late I would attempt to continue it farther….I think I like the idea of long chapters lmao…but anyway I apologize again and review away!