Chapter VI: There's Love, And Then There's Hate

VFD;Valon's Work

FD: For the record, I did not write any of these chapters with lemon or adult content. My cousin, Valon, did, and he submitted them. So don't get mad at me. The ones with the symbol VFD were written by Valon, including the last one, chapter five. So don't get mad at me. Anyways, if you like the fic, send us your review and you will be heard.


"Tala, why did you leave me?"

"Hey, Sarah!"

"Tala, don't leave me!"

"Later!"

"NO! Come back!"

"Your heart shall turn dark, like mine..."

"No! Leave me alone!"

"Now your soul, your heart, is as dark as me!"

"No, I'm not yours!"

"But you are, my dear! You are..."

Sarah shot up in bed, sweat pouring off her face. She was panting loudly. Where was she? How did she get there? Then she remembered. Robert's castle, after their walk in the park he brought her home. She smiled and kicked the blankets off of her. Her legs were soar beneath her nightgown, and when she looked at the sheets, there were red, faded dots on them. Blood, from her? Suddenly, the sound of someone stirring got her attention. She looked next to her and saw Robert, sleeping in her bed, his chest bare, but his lower half covered by the blankets. Did she do what she thought she did?!

Gripping her forehead with her hand, she shut her eyes close and tried to remember what happened last night. But all she could remember was her nightmare, and what happened when she was eight.

"Sarah, what the hell is going on?!"

"Tala, please,I..."

"Am with me!"

"No, stop! Let me go!"

"My dear, you are mine!"

"Tala, please help me!"

"He can't do anything for you now!"

"AH! TALA! PLEASE, DON'T LEAVE ME!"

It was so horrible. And what made it even worse was that she might have relived it last night. Sarah brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She was so deep in thought she did not notice Robert had woken up and was stroking her bare legs with his hand. She looked at him with a smile, and he smiled back. She relaxed her body and laid back down, her body straight, but relaxed.

"Sarah, make love to me again," he spoke. Her smile vanished as he crawled back on top of her, the blankets falling off him. He massaged her neck gently, then lowered his face to her neck and bit down gently. She moaned slightly, grasping his hair as his body moved rythmically in motion with hers. She moaned again, pain returning as his hands dug beneath her thighs, parting them gently. Then his hands crawled up her legs, reaching in between them, grabbing her there.

"Please, Robert..." she couldn't speak. It was too much. All she could do was let it drag out. As Robert's body rested on top of hers, his hands crawling everywhere, grabbing her in places, she could only experience it. She could not pull away, she could not resist. And even if she could, she didn't want to.

"Let me stop, Sarah. I know I'm hurting you," he said. No, don't! Sarah reached up and grabbed his neck and pulled him down into her. As he kissed her, his body dug deeper, hurting her, but it was worth it. She moaned slightly, then was soon screaming out his name.

"Robert! Oh, Robert!" she screamed. He took his hands, his lips busy on her face, and his hands crawled up from her legs to her waist. Don't stop, Robert. Don't stop! She begged in her mind. She was enjoying it too much. Soon it was coming back.


Flashback....

Robert looked around the room as they entered it. Sarah approached the balcony window and looked out it toward the nightsky. It was still young, only about nine 'o' clock. Robert approached her from behind and began kissing her neck. From the way his body moved, the tremble in his kisses, the warmth in his touch, she knew what he wanted. And deep down, she wanted it also.

"Robert, I love you so much," she sighed sweetly. Robert responded with a passionate kiss on her neck, making her moan with anticipation. She finally had had enough teasing and tips. She turned around and kissed him deeply. Then pulled away and moved to the side so her mouth was directly near his ear. For a moment, she hesitated, then began licking the lobe, and nibbled slightly, but gently. Robert didn't know how to respond.

He's a virgin, Sarah thought. She could tell. Normally guys who had done this before would know how to react. But he didn't. So she decided to lead him on, tease him slightly until he got the message.

She placed her hands at his sides and lifted herself by her feet, until she was leveled with him. Then she began kissing his neck, nibbling slightly, but wanted him to know what she was trying to do.

"Kiss me, Robert," she ordered, and he did. Then she teased by licking his lips until she forced them to part and allow her tongue access. Then he returned it, licking her mouth savagly. Then he pulled his mouth away and began licking her neck. "Robert..." Sarah moaned again, and this turned him on. He soon got the message. It was difficult for him to leave her mouth, but as he did so, he walked away toward the lamps and dimmed the room.

Next thing Sarah knew, little flecks of light began flickering. He had set up candles. Then a soft melody began playing, circling around Sarah, relaxing her so much. Robert approached her.

"Now, where was I?" he asked. He tilted her head back and began gently sucking on her blood vessel. She moaned louder, and her hands crawled to his spine, and her fingers trailed down it like a spider on a web. Then she pulled away and looked at him.

"I presume you've done this before?" she spoke.

"Actually, no, Sarah. You're my first time," Robert said. Sarah smiled. Robert suddenly picked her up and carried her over to the bed. He lied her down on it and laid down on top of her. They were drowned within the melody and Sarah's passionate screams.

End of flashback....


"My dear Sarah, you are mine!" Robert groaned aggresively. Sarah could only experience this. But as he did her, more memories flooded into her mind. She loved Robert, and she wanted this. Then why was she remembering other things that made her want it to end, made her fear it?

"Tala! Please, help me!"

"There's nothing he can do! Nothing anyone can do!

"No! Please, stop!"

"Never! You are mine!"

"You are mine!" Robert groaned. NO! Sarah suddenly had had enough. She pushed Robert off, her body trembling from both the mental pain, and the pain she was experiencing. No, no more. No more pain....

"Sarah, what's wrong?" Robert asked. He placed a hand on her shoulder, but she flinched away. "I hurt you. I'll never do it again, I swear. Sarah, I'll never touch you again."

No, what was I doing? I'm pushing Robert away! Sarah looked up, tears forming in her eyes. "No, Robert, you didn't hurt me," she said. "It's just that...Robert, I'm not being completely open with you."

"What? What do you mean?" Robert asked. Sarah didn't want to tell him. She didn't want to relive it again. But she had to. If she was going to be with him, she had to tell him why she was scared of making love to him....

"Robert, you know I'm not a virgin, but how I lost it wasn't my choice," Sarah spoke. His eyes suddenly widened, then looked down sadly.

"I should have never made love to you. i should have known. Please, forgive me, Sarah," Robert said.

"Robert, there's nothing to forgive about, because you have done nothing wrong. I hope you can forgive me for not telling you," Sarah said, her eyes starring into his, tears forming again. They fell from her face onto the sheets.

Robert tilted her head back and smiled. "Of course I will. Listen, I just don't want to hurt you. You're a beautiful girl, a princess, and you should be treated like one. I don't ever want to hurt you, the person I love. And a face as beautiful as this should not shed tears like these," he said.

"Oh, Robert," Sarah could hardly speak. More tears fell from her face. Robert approached her and kissed her. Then she pulled away and whispered to him. "I want you to make love to me, Robert. You will never hurt me. Never."

Robert smiled and laid her back down on the bed. He kissed her deeply and placed his hands again between her legs. She moaned passionately, her hands trailing along his spine. He began moving his body in motion with hers, causing more tears to form and fall from her face, and he kissed her again. Then his face turned to the side of her face where he picked up her tears with his tongue. She gasped in pain, and he inserted his tongue into her mouth, surprising her slightly, then she returned the kiss. Then his body was pushed into her. She moaned from pain as he did it repeatively.

"Robert! Ah, Robert!" Sarah screamed. Robert continued it and each time he did, he knew he was in controll. He knew she couldn't fight him. But even if she could, it still wouldn't make any difference. No matter what he did, she would want it. Even if he stopped, she would ask why and beg him to continue. The way she screamed his name, the way she felt, so soft, so warm, the way her hair felt in his hands, the way her voice whispered to him. She was no princess. She was a goddess. His goddess, and no one elses.

The way he was saying her name fitted right in. It lifted his spirits with a slight spark that aroused when he kissed her. Then the flame took place when the candles and music began. It became a roar of thundering, forest burning blaze when he had her stripped and in the bed under him. He enjoyed this. If he could, he would stop, but if he could, and wanted to. He didn't and he couldn't. All he wanted was to express how he felt about this gothic kitten directly to her.

"Robert, I..." she was panting so much she couldn't complete her sentence. She apparently wanted him to slow down a little, or wanted him to stop. He hesitated, paused and looked at her. She was red in the face, her body trembling under his weight. He sat up, and looked at her. She was the only one out of the both of them with still a trace of clothing on her. Her nightgown, which was a silkmade dress with speggetti straps that hung from her shoulders that held the dress over her body, the length of the dress was seven inches above her ankles, like a miniskirt. Making it easy access into her. But soon this dress was coming off. He would make sure of it.

"Sarah..." Robert lowered himself once more and kissed her neck lovingly. No, don't you dare say my name like you want me, Sarah screamed in her head. But there was nothing stopping him. He lingered with the straps of her gown and forced both of them off of her shoulders. He jerked at the gown and soon it was completely off. His eyes couldn't help but stare at her body. It was so perfect, so easy, so soft, so warm...

He couldn't...he shouldn't...he...should he....

Robert pressed his face into her bare chest, his tongue tracing from her neck to her breast. She pulled away, but her body was pinned under him. And as he was busy up on her chest, he pried his knee into her thigh, forcing her to part her legs and allow his own body access into hers. She moaned, and tried to pull away. She did not like the feel of being naked under someone. He didn't want to hurt her, but the kind, charming prince that Robert once was had snapped and became nothing more than a hungry, aggresive dragon. A dragon wanting to feast upon a princess, a gothic princess, a beautiful, gothic princess. The very princess under him.

She tasted so good. Who knew a princess would taste so good, so perfect. Who would know she was the perfect thing in the world. She tasted so perfect, so wonderful. Robert drew his tongue over her rib cage, then went south to her navel, and even farther south. She moaned as his mouth scoured her body so lovingly, and he finally stopped. He was exhausted, tired. He sat up and wiped sweat from his face. They had been going at it all night. It was time she relaxed. That he relaxed.

One last move. She bare under you, she can't fight you off. She'll love it. Just one last round, then you can fall asleep right on top of her, so you're doing her even in your subconscious state....

Robert then laid back down on her and jerked his body north. She moaned, and he moved his body in motion with hers, forcing himself insertion into her. And he did. He did it even harder, busying his mouth with hers and her neck while his legs were busy pushing into her.

"Robert! Oh, Robert!" the princess screamed as he did it even harder. It suddenly became so hard she wasn't moaning, but screaming the whole time. It was so hard pain increased every second. "Robert! Please, not so rough! Not so..."

Robert didn't listen. He only made it harder. He was still hungry for her, and he wasn't going to stop until he was satisfied.


"Tala, please, help me....Don't leave me with him..."

"He can't do anything! You're just a bitch!"

"Please, someone, help me..."

"You're a kitten, a horny, stupid, little kitten!"

"Please, stop! Please!"

"Never! You're my kitten! And you always will be!"

"Please, let me go!"

"No! Make love to me, kitten!"

"No. No! NO! NO! NO!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"PLEASE, STOP! STOP! STOP! SOMEONE HELP ME!"

"No one can help you!"

"STOP! NO! STOP! PLEASE! STOP!"

Stop, please, stop..."


Valon: My cousin isn't here, because she's all pissed I wrote that. She'll have to deal. Anyway, if you like it, review, you don't live.