Tenebrae Immortalis

By Arcadia, Kain's Queen and Kain, Lord of Nosgoth

Disclaimer - Raziel and Kain are © Eidos and Crystal Dynamics, everyone else is © AKQ.

Summary - Never mind. You'll see.

Chapter Ten - Velvet Lusts

A slight shiver ran over her as he spoke of the mob, the woman closing her eyes tightly, not daring to look at him for a moment, afraid he'd seen the stark pain that touched her eyes with such phrases and expressions. Then, lids parted slowly and her dark head moved, lifting back up until her gaze met his again. Arcadia's lips parted slightly as if she would speak but then the words died in her throat as the scorching heat of Kain's gaze seared her. She easily saw the hunger in those beautiful pools of gold, saw how they kept roving over her and shivered, but most certainly not from fear. It was something else.. Something that made her body tingle in awareness. It seemed to grow a bit heavier, a bit more aware of him being so close to her. That hunger in his eyes.. Was it for her.. or for her blood..? Fingers moved, stroking over the surface of her neck before Arcadia slowly turned over what she was wearing in her mind. It was a soft dress of blue velvet, the neckline dipping downwards to expose the upper swells of her breasts. Shutting her eyes again, the woman thought for a moment before lips parted and before her courage failed her, she spoke softly.

".. Kain.. are you hungry..?" she whispered quietly, peering at him through the sooty black lashes fringing her eyes in delicate ebon curves.

A low, hungry growl rumbled out of his throat as he gave a slight nod, gaze continuing to sweep over her. Without being aware of it, the vampyre's tongue slipped out and ran over his black lips and the sharpened ivory tips of his fangs. Kain seemed more like a beast than a man in this moment; he was indeed hungry. But not only for her blood, but for the girl herself as well. Raising a hand, he reached out to her, curling long finger around the back of her neck as he drew her closer, eyes lifting to meet her own twin sapphire orbs. Slowly the vampyre moved his head, tilting her chin back as his lips wrapped themselves about the tender skin of her neck while tips of elongated canines easily pierced through to find the delicious prize hidden within. A violent shudder went through Kain at the initial taste, just like the first time. So perfect, there was no other way to describe it. A sharp growl resounded through the crypt as he fed from her, pulling her closer, nearly into the coffin with him in his fervor.

A loud gasp escaped Arcadia as she felt his teeth parting her skin as if it were merely a thin sheet of paper, head falling to the side opposite his mouth. The feeling of Kain feeding from her sent an odd thrill of pleasure sliding through the woman's form, much like warm honey and a faint moan escaped her lips, cheeks flushing while slim arms wrapped about his neck. Something about having Kain feed from her was just so.. erotic.. intimate.. and so very right.. The woman quivered a bit, a mere whimper of delight escaping her now even as she found herself starting to move closer to him now, seeking more, wanting, needing, desiring more.. Arcadia's body was changing, growing heavier, more hot, more achy.. She couldn't explain it, but she wanted.. more.. More then just this..

With a sharp jerk, Kain pulled the girl closer, free arm curling around her almost tightly as he held her to him. The vampyre growled around the bite as he drank, using his fangs to pull the bite open further. He wanted more of her blood; with every mouthful, every taste his desire grew. The fingers of his right hand trailed over the back of her neck, sharpened claws lightly dragging over the soft skin in tender caresses. He didn't know how good feeding from her would be when she was aware of it, when she wanted it.. it was simply indescribable. Without really being aware of it, Kain's left hand moved as his arm unwrapped itself from around her, finding it's way slowly and inexorably towards the girl's chest and gripping one of her firm, perfectly rounded breasts in it..

A faint shiver rippled over her body before Arcadia blinked hazily and then pushed at his chest, his name escaping her lips in a soft whisper of sound..

"K.. Kain.. that's.. I'm.."

She was uncertain of how to tell him that she was growing weaker, that as much as she was enjoying this, that he was draining her of her strength. But it was hard and she felt herself drifting out of her body, so to speak. But the girl couldn't deny this erotic delight.. He felt so good.. it was perfect.. beautiful and utterly perfect to her.. Her back arched, Arcadia pressing her breast into his hand and moaned, lips parting more..

"Kain.."

His name was a mere thread of sound now, sliding from her lips on a faint current of air. If the vampyre continued to drink from his fiancé at this rate and with such dangerously large swallows, Arcadia knew that she would drift into a darkness from which she would never awake.. As it was, she tried again to push at him, but her arms were so weak.. she felt far too tired.. no..

Another growl came from him as he struggled with himself, he knew how dangerously close he was to taking all of her blood but he just didn't want to stop.. He loved the taste of it, more than he had the blood of any other.. Then with a tremendous effort the vampyre pulled his head away, a fierce, angry snarl tearing out of his throat as he did.. Ivory teeth and fangs were stained crimson with her vitae, scarlet drops trickled down his lower lip and from the corners of his mouth.. Though his bloodlust had been sated, the hungry look was still in his eyes.. There was another part of him that needed satisfying if she would let him and wanted the same..

The vampyre growled a single word in a low, lustful breath.. "Arcadia.."

Twin pools of hazy blue turned slowly to meet his golden orbs before she stared at him before a faint sigh escaped the woman and she fainted, the forcefulness of his feeding on her causing the girl to faint. He hadn't drained her to the point of death, but he had taken quite a bit from her. Her heart was beating faster, but not dangerously so. Her body sagged in his embrace, face even whiter then it normally was, that bite, that wound of his teeth exposed by her head as it fell backwards, her chest rising and falling slowly now.. Oh, but she had been enjoying it.. so very.. very.. very much..

A deep frown crossed his face.. perhaps he had taken too much, after all.. Without thinking about it, Kain used his fangs to tear his wrist open, lifting the bleeding wound to the girl's mouth, pressing it to her lips. Beads of dark crimson liquid fell into Arcadia's partly open mouth, trickling down her throat. He held her, holding his wrist so that it barely brushed over her full, soft lips. The vampyre watched as the girl's soft, pink tongue slipped out to run over her lips.. and then his wrist, her head lifting slightly so that she could wrap his lips around the gash. Kain's blood would have a strong taste to it, not just of it being the blood of one of the oldest vampyres that exists, but also from the intense desire that filled him, desire for her.

Arcadia felt something brushing against her mouth, and her lips parted, allowing that wet, pink tongue of hers to slid over her lips, brushing against something else.. Something sweet.. Her head lifted, seeking the source of that taste and she found her maw pressing against a wet opening. Wrapping her lips about it, the girl began to drink, the muscles and cords of her throat working beneath the pale skin of her neck. Sharp teeth latched onto the skin of the cut, Arcadia's throat working as she sucked at the bite, drawing his blood into her. Slowly, the color began to come back to her cheeks and skin, but she didn't want to stop.. This.. drink.. whatever it was.. tasted.. so.. good.. It spread through her body like fire, warming her inside and out.. Something tickled the girl's mind, however, a soft brushing of thoughts against her own.. But she paid no heed to it.. She wanted more of that fluid, that wonderfully powerful fluid that made her heart beat much faster and her body stir in unusual ways and then, her eyes started to open slowly, Arcadia becoming aware of her surroundings.. Kain.. Looking down at her with.. worry..? And then, blue orbs opened even more now as she suddenly realized exactly what she was drinking.. His blood..!

The vampyre offered a faint smile, pressing his wrist to her mouth with some insistence. He knew he had taken too much of her blood and this was his way of apologizing for it.. as well as binding them together in the most intimate of ways a vampyre could. Kain held her, left arm wrapped about the girl's waist, her lovely, ample bosom pressed against his chest as he let her feed from him. He felt the bond between them growing stronger with each mouthful of his blood she drank. He had never allowed this with any other being, not even another of his kind for he would only create such a bond with one he felt was worthy. But he hadn't thought one moment about what he was doing and in retrospect, the vampyre couldn't think of any reason why he shouldn't have. As much as he admired the girl, and as much as he desired her, body and blood, he could find no reasoning to not bind himself to her so intimately. He spoke to her without speaking, without voice, yet his words rang clear in her mind..

"Drink Arcadia.. I took too much from you, and I am sorry.. take all that you need from me.. please.. I insist.."

The girl stared up at him in silent wonderment, eyes of hers growing wider now as she found herself enjoying the taste of his blood. And she accepted it without any protest, finding the flavor of such fluids wonderful. But then, something else began to bother her.. The feelings persisted and then finally, Arcadia pulled her head away with a cry, falling out of Kain's grasp as she doubled over on the floor, hands clamped over her ears, lids clenched tightly shut even as a flood of images passed through her.

Flash.

I ... he saw the crowd pushing against the wooden platform raised in the center square and felt chills run down his back. The hooded man remained back away from the others, standing in the shadows of a nearby building, watching with horror and dread as raucous cheers came from the humans as his mentor was dragged out of the iron cage that the damned priest Moebius had thrust him into. But Kain's eyes met the older vampyre's and a silent communion was passed, the fledgling protesting this, trying to convince Vorador to let him attack the humans, save him..! But no.. He was forbidden to. He was expected to carry on this legacy of the damned unlife and find others like him and this old vampyre. And then, the old vampyre was forced onto his knees, head bowing and a massive claymore was lifted, the edge gleaming with blood both old and new, dried and fresh. It fell. And Kain screamed a silent, furious denial as he saw the priest reach down and lift up the older vampyre's head by his hair, unable to do anything to avenge Vorador. /I

Flash.

I ... their lips met. He smiled down at her, a soft curving of his dark red lips. Flaxen locks of hair hung over that pale face and her slim hand lifted upwards to brush a lock of hair back behind his ear. Then, they kissed again and he moved one black-nailed hand to begin pulling her robe off. Nails moved, gently running over sensitive patches of skin upon her body. Again and again, the two came together, bonded close and eventually he laid with her on his chest, his fingers wrapping some of her hair about the slim white appendages. Then, Umah's voice, soft and sweet in sound came to his ears.

"I love you, Kain."

"I love you, Umah." /I

Flash.

I .. A snarl before that clenched fist slammed into his jaw, sending his head up and back. Slowly, his head turned back about and Kain stared coldly at his younger brother with those yellow wolf eyes of his, black lips curling back from his fangs before he lifted his hand and with his thumb, he wiped off the blood that had come from his lip that had been cut by one of his fangs. Then, he rubbed that thumb of his against the crook of his index finger now and then lowered his hand to his side, staring coldly at his sibling. Then, his voice slid out of his throat.

"Get out. You are not welcome here anymore."

"Fine!" Raziel snarled. "You're weak, Kain! We should be conquering the humans, but no..! Your way of taking over them will never work!"

Whirling, the man left his brother's castle, leaving with his retainers and entourage. And Kain was left alone now, bereft of love and companionship. He had nearly killed Umah just days before when he'd caught her with another man and had finally understood she'd used him. A thousand years gone in mere moments... Never again would another get so close to hurt him.. /I

Flash.

Flash.

Flash.

The flood of images and feelings continued, leaving Arcadia to cry out in pain and fear before she finally just succumbed to them, falling limp upon the floor, hairs spreading about her head like a pool of black silk. Ever since the first time Kain had touched her, the girl had felt something.. I more.. /I between them. Some sort of connection as if the man was the other part of herself, the one thing in her she'd always felt missing. Arcadia had grown up with strange, odd powers of empathy, able to read auras and emotions easily but never had she come in contact and felt such things before. Something deep with Arcadia, deep within the subconscious levels of her mind where reason was gone and instinct was left behind, where it was the most primitive part of a person's brain, she recognized Kain as her soul mate. The missing half of her own self. She had known him since before her birth, when her mother, while pregnant with the girl, had had recurring dreams for over a year of the Duke of Nosgoth, the dreams lasting all the time since before Alyssa had become with child. And as Arcadia had grown, a dark thread of destiny wrapped the bright flame of her life. But none of that was known at the moment. The girl was simply trying to cope with this new bond she now shared with Kain and the overflow of his memories.

With vampyric speed, Kain was out of his coffin and on his knees beside her, taking the girl into his arms. An uncharacteristic look of concern and worry on his pale features as he lifted her gently. He didn't know what to do, all he knew was that this girl who was coming to mean a good deal to him was in pain and he was helpless to stop it. He gathered the girl up in his arms and held her to him, protectively, his hand lightly brushing over her cheek, gold eyes filled completely with intense worry for her. Finally his voice came in a cracking whisper..

"Arcadia..? Arcadia..!"

Her lips moved, working soundlessly to form words, names.. She was pale still, but his blood had a revitalizing effect upon her body all the same. The girl moved one hand slightly, working it as if she was grasping at something before pale lids snapped open, twin sapphires staring up into his wolf gold eyes. Arcadia felt something deep in her pulling open and slowly, her hand lifted to touch his face. Her mouth worked again before she just smiled at him, eyes closing slowly and her head turned, nestling her cheek against his chest now, rubbing slightly as well. Here, in his arms, Arcadia knew she was safe from the world.. safe from anything that would harm her.. but.. was she safe from him..? There was another question posed as well at the moment, between the pair. How was Kain to return his young human fiancée back to her quarters without being exposed to the sun? But the girl felt the worry that radiated off of the vampyre and she forced her eyes open again, lifting one pale hand up to his face, gently running soft fingertips over his cheek.

".. don't.. worry about me.."

Staring down at her helplessly, he held her gaze for what seemed an eternity, barely aware of the feel of her fingers sliding across his cheek before her hand fell away as she slipped into unconsciousness. He began to feel her presence somewhere on the edge of his awareness and knew instinctively that she would be alright.. Eventually. Lifting the girl from the cold stone floor, the vampyre turned and moved towards the far wall, a hidden catch clicking before a slab of stone slid back into the wall then aside. Silently he moved into the passage and through the labyrinthine maze beneath the garden maze on the surface. Eventually he stepped out of the passage and into her room, the well-concealed secret door closing back and fitting seamlessly in with the rest of the wall. Kain carried her to her bed and gently laid her upon it, looking down at her for a long moment. Before he realized it his hands began to caress her, fingertips running over every soft curve of her body as he watched almost as if he were an observer outside his own body. Tips of claw-like nails raked over the roundness of her breasts and the fabric that covered them before fingers worked to remove the clothing that denied him the pleasure of feeling her soft, warm flesh with his cold, dead hands. Kain stared down at her bare bosom, completely still for a moment before hesitantly placing his hands upon them, fingers gently curling over the warm mounds. A shiver ran through him; it had been so long since he'd felt a woman's skin, so long that he began to peel his fiancée out of her clothes completely. Lightly he ran his fingers over every square inch of her body, taking distinct advantage of her incapacitated state, but he didn't care, not then. With a predatory gaze Kain looked over her naked form and a pink tongue slid out to run over his lips as a soft growl of deep-seated hunger rumbled out of his throat. He wanted her; how he desperately wanted to take her. But.. no.. no.. she could wake up at anytime and there was no telling how she'd react. Reluctantly the vampyre grabbed her nightgown and carefully slipped her into it, then arranged her in the bed properly before pulling the covers up over her. Finally he returned to the secret door, throwing a hungry, longing glance over his shoulder to her before pressing against the catch and slipping into the darkness, returning to his crypt.

The girl wasn't sure of what had happened. But Arcadia let herself be pulled back into the darkness, still too weak to maintain her alertness. Yet, she continued to remain aware of her surroundings and felt as though she were floating through the air. And then, chill air prickled her skin, causing Arcadia to shiver ever so faintly. Her skin was creamy white, yet it had a soft golden hue to it, giving her a healthy glow. The girl's body was sleek and taut with muscle, yet that was beside the point. The woman had sleek, smooth skin, yet scars blemished its surfaces every now and then, yet that only enhanced the rest of her femininity. Full high breasts were gently caressed by the vampyre, pert honey-pink nipples on their surface that slowly pebbled because of both the cold and Kain's caresses. A thatch of tight ebon curls formed a small vee at the apex of her thighs. Well now. It seemed as though she removed the hair.. But a flush of pleasure had grown on her skin and a soft, long sigh escaped her sleeping figure even as Arcadia rolled onto her side, shivering.

".. Mmmmmmmm.."

It was late in the day when the woman slowly began to sit upright, almost night, and Arcadia stretched in a languorous manner, rolling her head from side to side, causing her spine to crack. Then, she found herself blinking slowly as she realized what she was wearing. Not her dress, which was crumpled on the ground nearby, the woman picking it up and smoothing the wrinkles out of the fine blue cotton, but her silk nightgown. It was sheer, clinging to her body rather intimately, but it was a useful thing, opaque enough that it hinted at everything and revealed nothing. But.. how.. and why.. was she wearing her nightgown? Sitting on the foot of her bed, she began to turn it over in her mind before hearing a faint inhale nearby. Lifting her head, those twin sapphires met golden pools that had a soft fringe of white in front of them.

"... Kain.."

For a long while the vampyre held her gaze with his own, peering into those sapphire hued orbs then beyond them to her very core, seeing her for herself. Slowly a faint smile crept across his lips before releasing her from his gaze, sitting back in the chair he had been watching her from. His eyes traveled over her form in a predatory fashion, pink tongue slowly running over his lips hungrily. When he looked at her, he saw beneath the garment she wore to her bare skin, the image of her lying on her bed sans clothing was forever burned into his memory. Arcadia was indeed a beautiful woman and he longed to make her his. After a moment the vampyre nodded his head slightly before speaking.

"Yes, Arcadia? Is something the matter?" His voice was a soft murmur of sound, one that belied the hunger that was growing in him. A hunger for something other than blood, but for her, deep-seated, gnawing, and relentless. Simply looking at her now aroused thoughts that no gentleman would ever entertain, but he was no gentleman. He was something else, something monstrous. He was vampyre.

She leaned on her right hand, left beside it and didn't seem to be aware of the fact her nightgown had slid down her arm, almost exposing her right breast in its entirety to his view. Long skeins of black hair hung over one of her eyes, obscuring it almost entirely from his view before she flushed slowly and turned her head away slightly. Arcadia saw the hunger in his eyes and had found an awakening hunger rising within her. She wondered briefly what it would be like to have him love her. The way he treated her wasn't the way a gentleman should.. but.. Kain was certainly not always a gentleman. No.. he was far more then that.. He was a man who tamed her somehow, who somehow gained a strong hold over Arcadia. And the look wasn't the only way she could tell he desired her. The bond that bound them together seemed to throb with his want for her.. It both scared and intrigued her.

".. N.. no.. just.. what are.. are you doing in here..?" she asked, shrugging her left shoulder and almost sending her garment down to rest about her waist.

Almost. But it clung to her body somehow, not revealing any more to his gaze then he could already see. But her throat pulsed, her heartbeat starting to quicken at the thought of him feeding upon her. Of him.. having her.. And Arcadia shifted, the fabric creeping slowly lower and lower on her chest, a faint, dark tint of flesh starting to be seen on the creamed hues of her body; aureole.

He flashed her a predatory grin which faded in an instant and returning to that faint smile, his eyes traveling over her form again and coming to stop at her mostly exposed breast. Slowly he rose from the chair he had been sitting in and moved over to the bed, his footfalls not making a sound as he approached. The vampyre stopped before her, golden eyes staring down at her intently as his right hand moved to her left shoulder and gently pulled the garment loose, letting it fall down about her waist. Then he moved onto the foot of her bed, sitting beside her and placing an arm about her shoulders, gazing into those sapphire eyes.

"I was admiring you, Arcadia. Basking in your beauty. Hoping that you would permit me to show you a world that you haven't seen before," he said softly, placing his left hand on her bare stomach softly and stroking his fingertips over it and slowly upwards to her exposed chest. His touches ethereal and familiar, sending a thrill through the girl.

A gasp of surprise escaped her and she stared up at him, arms moving as if to cross over her chest before she felt his hand move to cup her breast and Arcadia let her head fall backwards, her throat exposed to his teeth and lips. And as she'd felt, a sense of deja vu, she felt those sharp fangs of his pierce her skin, leaving the girl to moan and wriggle. She wriggled slightly even as his arms drew her into his lap, and that left Arcadia to fully feel his body pressed against her own. Lips moved, forming words even as she felt strangely familiar touches starting to move over her body, caresses finer then any one that was ever made with a hand..

"Kain.."

Her voice was dark chocolate. Rough velvet. And a pure moan full of want and lust. Arcadia found her body growing hot, heavy, even as he drank her blood. The idea should have repulsed her. Been so disgusting and loathsome that she should have run away from him earlier in the crypt. But.. it wasn't. It only made her grow more aroused, knowing that she was providing him with sustenance, that he was enjoying feeding from her. Yet.. he had those humans.. those.. others.. for his food. And a growl slid from her throat and her arms tightened, one hand pressing down on the back of his head, pushing his mouth more firmly against the bite. She didn't want him to go to any others for food.. Not ever.

When he heard the gasp, that inflamed him more then any other moan or cry ever could, fanning the flames of his passion even higher. Kain's hand slid upward, thumb running over the soft bud of her nipple, pad of his finger circling over it. His mouth worked a bit as he pressed his lips more firmly to the wound he'd made, sucking harder even as his arms pulled her closer to him, feeling her bottom pressing softly against his groin. He knew she'd be able to feel his growing arousal pressing upwards into her body, firm and hard under his pants. His free hand moved over her skin in soft, sensual caresses before long, thin fingers wrapped about her wrist, moving her hand slowly into his lap and pressing it against the pronounced bulge in his pants. The sudden pressure brought a hungry growl from his throat as his mouth tightened around the bite, sucking at it harder, greedily drinking the precious life-giving liquid she was offering him. Both of his hungers were building more and more with each passing moment, but slowly the one for blood was being sated while the other was setting his blood on fire.

Arcadia's eyes went wide as she felt him take her wrist and led it to press against a spot on his body, using the pressure of his hand to push her hand harder on that bump in his pants. Then, as those cool fingers of his slid away from her limb, Arcadia found herself pressing her hand down more, trying to feel him more firmly through those pants he wore before realizing exactly what she was doing. A faint gasp of shock escaped the girl. She'd grown up with Scotsmen. She knew the workings of bed affairs between men and women. It was one thing, however, to hear about it.

It was quite another to feel such a thing beneath her hands.

A flush of both pleasure and shock flooded over her body, adding a pink undertone to the golden highlights that burnished her skin already. Heat was pooling deep between her legs, a liquid warmth that was already starting to burn her, causing sweat to bead upon the girl's skin and roll down between her bare breasts. The cool air of her room, the autumn air crackling and fading into winter was a massive contrast to the fire that Kain's actions were beginning to stoke within the girl and she let out a faint moan as she found her breasts feeling heavy, nipples erect and begging for attention. Arcadia was not a busty woman, her own breasts small and well rounded, high and sweet, a perfect handful. But at this moment, all she knew was that she wanted him to touch her. And that was a warning sign..

"K-Kain.. we.. we c-can't.. we.. we shouldn't d-do this.. no.. not.. not right now.." she whispered, even as her body begged for him to not pay heed to her words, to just take her..!

A growl came from the vampyre as he pulled his head away, staring at her a moment before spinning her around swiftly and in one swift move had her pinned on the bed beneath him, staring down at her with those gold wolf eyes hungrily, almost ferally. With a shake of his head, right hand moved down to take hold of one of her erect nipples, stroking and twisting it between thumb and middle finger, other hand held her firmly in place. He did not want this moment to pass without it being realized, he wanted.. Her, all of her, now. Kain wouldn't wait; he couldn't wait and he could feel that her body didn't want to wait, not a moment more. Pressing his lips to hers in a hard and passionate kiss the vampyre continued his attentions on her nipple, lowering his body onto her as his other hand began lavishing the same rough and lustful treatment on her other nipple.

A shrill gasp escaped Arcadia as she suddenly found herself pinned beneath Kain, staring up at him with wide eyes before yelping as she found his fingers moving over one of her breasts, pulling at her nipple. Another yelp, this one muffled, escaped her as she was suddenly being kissed by him.. A kiss that left the girl in a daze, blinking in what could be called a glassy-eyed manner up at him before moaning faintly, arching upwards into his hands and then a faint whimper escaped her..

".. K.. Kain.. that hurts.." she whispered, wincing slightly.

And to her astonishment, the treatment of her breasts was gentled, if but by half. He was still rough, but not like before.. And Arcadia found herself enjoying it. Arching, a soft moan escaped the girl before her blue eyes cracked open faintly, having shut as he'd grown gentler and she lifted her head up into his, even as she felt his body over hers, wriggling to get a better feel of him against her.. But her infernal nightgown..!

His head moved slightly, glancing downwards to her nightgown, which was still about her waist; as if taking his cue from her his hands moved from her breasts and took ahold of the gown. With little effort on his part, Kain pulled the gown down the rest of the way, exposing her completely to him once again. The sight only heightened his desire for her, causing his pants to grow tighter still, but he didn't do anything about it yet, being completely taken up in drinking in her form. His hands fell upon her breasts again, readministering the same attention on them even as his hips ground against hers, a dull groan passing his lips at the sensation.

She gasped softly, and the cool air of her room gusted over the girl, bare as the day she was born. Old scars and new ones were scattered over her body. Arcadia was not a weak woman. Her uncles had trained her how to brawl, as had her father whom had his daughter taught the fine arts of wielding weapons as well as reading, writing and having her educated. Many had questioned such a thing, but it had all worked out in the end. Some of the scars were from training with her family.. Others were a result of her.. "occupation". But each and every mark only increased her feminism, enhancing her beauty and the girl felt that deeper connection to him. At the moment, his aura was easy to read. It was a dark neon purple color, throbbing and pulsing in time with his heartbeat and she swallowed hard.

Lust.

That aura.. the color of it.. indicated lust and one of such rich hues, of such undiluted magnitudes.. well.. she'd rarely come across those. She was used to her father's, but he was her father after all.. But this..? This was.. incredible.. Powerful.. An awesome sort of thing. Then, the thoughts of auras and whatnot faded from her mind, the girl gasping, arching up into him, her fingers nearly tearing his shirt as she clutched the back of it tightly, her own hips lifting to press into his.

A fierce snarl tore out of his throat, ravenous, lustful, and primal. The sound of it caused Arcadia to stare up at him in wide-eyed fear; the look on her face only served to arouse Kain even further. It was only through sheer force of will that he didn't bite into her neck again and drain her of more blood, he knew that she needed it, especially now.. Just as he needed her; desperately. His need drove him to tear his shirt off his back and cast it aside before his hands moved down to begin removing his pants, trembling from anticipation. Not a single thought went through his mind, having lost himself to baser instincts and drives. Kain wanted her, wanted to feel her around him, her body against his, to hear her crying out in pleasure with his name upon her lips.

The girl felt her passion fade some at the snarl he gave, staring up at Kain and the way he was acting only began to frighten the girl even more. He was a vampyre just as much a man and that more feral side of himself showed right then. Face went pale with the loss of blood and Arcadia shoved at his chest, almost letting out a whimper of fear.

"Kain..! Stop..!"

Fear rang in her voice and she wriggled, pushing at his body now with her legs and knees, trying to force him off of her. Not like this..! She didn't want her first time with him to be like this..!