Blood Love
Chapter 2
Author: rain of silver stars
E-mail:
Genre: romance/alt. reality
Rated: R
Disclaimer: standard
I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you
I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist a knife and bleed my aching heart
And tear it apart
Violate all the love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored
from "#1 Crush" by Garbage
Serena awoke late in the day. She had slept through all her classes, all her meals....
But she felt refreshed and content upon waking--something she had not felt since
she was a small child.
She stretched comfortably and walked over to the window.
Below, on the vast campus, a girl walked through the yard, unseeing of the young,
dark man leaning against a tree nearby. He walked towards her and Serena watched,
transfixed, as he hypnotized her and gathered her up in his arms before carrying her away
to the tunnels below.
It was then Serena remembered. Darien....
She thought of the previous night and shivered. She had watched him shield his magic.
She didn't understand why he had. Why should vampires care if their victims were willing?
Didn't that make it even easier?
She no longer cared to live, and the desire his gaze overwhelmed her senses with was
the first true thing she had felt in her life. And she knew, quite suddenly, she would
do anything to feel it again.
Why it was only he who evoked it she did not know. She did not care. She wanted only
the completion of that sensation--and then, death.
There could be nothing else.
"Darien..." She whispered, then shut her eyes and focused her mind's voice and imagined
it reaching through the tunnels to him,
Darien....?
And in a blur he was there, in her room, behind her, "Yes?"
She started and turned 'round. But once again he had shielded his magic. Her eyes
grew sorrowful and desperate. She walked over to him and he remained still as she slipped
her arms about his shoulders, pleading, "Please....why don't you take me?"
His eyes filled with sadness--something she did not think possible for vampires.
"Why do you wish to die small-one? Did I cast so strong a spell? And now that I try to
undo it, you remain unchanged.....I do not understand...?"
She gripped his shoulders tightly, "I have nothing....I wish only for death....but your
death offers me the gift of desire......please....please take me--"
She pressed her lips to his in the first kiss she had ever offered anyone. And he knew
for he read it in her thoughts. And something about the feel of her, in mind and in
body, made him linger in the kiss, reading her deeper.
He kept going, farther and farther into her mind......to realize that she craved this desire
because it was the first and only she had ever felt....because it was the first real
experience of sensation in her life.....
He carried her to the bed and laid her back, letting his power creep softly back...watching
as her body reacted swiftly. But he knew he could not bite her. No matter how tempting
it would be.
And it was tempting.
Her slender body arched so unmistakably towards him. Her pale throat exposed and vulnerable.
Her blood would be sweet for she was young, and sweet for she had lost control. Perhaps
sweeter still because she seemed to want him.
But she was too beautiful, too innocent. He had not bitten in centuries. Had not
ventured physically near a mortal in even longer. But something had drawn him to her,
when he glimpsed her trudging listlessly through the tunnels so late at night. Something
that made him follow her and watch her sleep. Something that urged compassion from him.
Something he had forgotten he could feel--surrounded by all this putrid, over-perfected
corruption.
He shut his eyes briefly as he bent over her, memories of his younger years surfacing
to haunt him. It had been a long, long time since he had seduced a woman.
He trailed kisses down her neck as her lithe body arched towards him.
"Please....please..." She begged softly.
He sighed, tugging gently at her clothes....his touch soft and sensual....like a true lover.
He finally slid the last of her clothes off carefully and ran his hands smoothly up her
legs....over her stomach...across her breasts.....into her hair and back down....
He gazed down at her glazed expression with irrepresible satisfaction. She tugged
impatiently at his own clothes, begging him to join her but he held back,
"No no my small Sere.....I will not bite you....."
He leaned down and kissed her once more, letting his hands wander between her thighs,
making her moan and sigh, "I will find other ways to pleasure you...." He whispered
before trailing his lips down her throat, across her sweet breasts, down her stomach...
....down....down....but with a sudden shock he struggled with himself--with an
overwhelming urge to bite her. He was both startled and horrified that she should effect
him this way--and without their even making love!
He forced back his instincts however, and let his lips continue their search until
he heard her gasp and then cry out--pressing her hips closer--yearning for more. He moved
in a steady rhythm that had her crying out--and he fearing that someone would hear and
burst in. But when no one did he relaxed and took to exploring her mind again.
This time he went further and read her childhood.....and what he found caused him a
terrible shock. Her spirit--her soul! What had happened to her? She had been so
delightful and sweet and true! Had fate been so cruel as to spoil so beautiful a creature?
Now she lay trembling beneath him, begging for death?
He vowed then and there to care for her and return that spirit to her. He would find
out her deepest wish--her most cherished hope since forsaken, and he would make it come
true--no matter what.
For he knew, quite suddenly, that he loved her.
But he needed to buy some time. She lay expecting death and he knew if he did not
make her believe he would give it to her, she would take her own life this night.
He waited till she cried out in release, her body shaking uncontrollably with pleasure,
before doing one of the hardest things for any vampire to do--impossible for the young
ones--even Seiya himself!
He bit her without taking blood. It evoked the same sensation, but it was a terrible
temptation--most could not resist.
He reached her neck and carefully sunk his teeth in--fighting the burning urge to
drink her sweet blood--to share the ecstasy.
He heard her gasp out in pleasure and whisper something softly in his mind....his heart
broke at the words for she believed she was dying...
Thank you....
Then she drifted into a dark slumber and Darien carried her away into the night.
Chapter 2
Author: rain of silver stars
E-mail:
Genre: romance/alt. reality
Rated: R
Disclaimer: standard
I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you
I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist a knife and bleed my aching heart
And tear it apart
Violate all the love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored
from "#1 Crush" by Garbage
Serena awoke late in the day. She had slept through all her classes, all her meals....
But she felt refreshed and content upon waking--something she had not felt since
she was a small child.
She stretched comfortably and walked over to the window.
Below, on the vast campus, a girl walked through the yard, unseeing of the young,
dark man leaning against a tree nearby. He walked towards her and Serena watched,
transfixed, as he hypnotized her and gathered her up in his arms before carrying her away
to the tunnels below.
It was then Serena remembered. Darien....
She thought of the previous night and shivered. She had watched him shield his magic.
She didn't understand why he had. Why should vampires care if their victims were willing?
Didn't that make it even easier?
She no longer cared to live, and the desire his gaze overwhelmed her senses with was
the first true thing she had felt in her life. And she knew, quite suddenly, she would
do anything to feel it again.
Why it was only he who evoked it she did not know. She did not care. She wanted only
the completion of that sensation--and then, death.
There could be nothing else.
"Darien..." She whispered, then shut her eyes and focused her mind's voice and imagined
it reaching through the tunnels to him,
Darien....?
And in a blur he was there, in her room, behind her, "Yes?"
She started and turned 'round. But once again he had shielded his magic. Her eyes
grew sorrowful and desperate. She walked over to him and he remained still as she slipped
her arms about his shoulders, pleading, "Please....why don't you take me?"
His eyes filled with sadness--something she did not think possible for vampires.
"Why do you wish to die small-one? Did I cast so strong a spell? And now that I try to
undo it, you remain unchanged.....I do not understand...?"
She gripped his shoulders tightly, "I have nothing....I wish only for death....but your
death offers me the gift of desire......please....please take me--"
She pressed her lips to his in the first kiss she had ever offered anyone. And he knew
for he read it in her thoughts. And something about the feel of her, in mind and in
body, made him linger in the kiss, reading her deeper.
He kept going, farther and farther into her mind......to realize that she craved this desire
because it was the first and only she had ever felt....because it was the first real
experience of sensation in her life.....
He carried her to the bed and laid her back, letting his power creep softly back...watching
as her body reacted swiftly. But he knew he could not bite her. No matter how tempting
it would be.
And it was tempting.
Her slender body arched so unmistakably towards him. Her pale throat exposed and vulnerable.
Her blood would be sweet for she was young, and sweet for she had lost control. Perhaps
sweeter still because she seemed to want him.
But she was too beautiful, too innocent. He had not bitten in centuries. Had not
ventured physically near a mortal in even longer. But something had drawn him to her,
when he glimpsed her trudging listlessly through the tunnels so late at night. Something
that made him follow her and watch her sleep. Something that urged compassion from him.
Something he had forgotten he could feel--surrounded by all this putrid, over-perfected
corruption.
He shut his eyes briefly as he bent over her, memories of his younger years surfacing
to haunt him. It had been a long, long time since he had seduced a woman.
He trailed kisses down her neck as her lithe body arched towards him.
"Please....please..." She begged softly.
He sighed, tugging gently at her clothes....his touch soft and sensual....like a true lover.
He finally slid the last of her clothes off carefully and ran his hands smoothly up her
legs....over her stomach...across her breasts.....into her hair and back down....
He gazed down at her glazed expression with irrepresible satisfaction. She tugged
impatiently at his own clothes, begging him to join her but he held back,
"No no my small Sere.....I will not bite you....."
He leaned down and kissed her once more, letting his hands wander between her thighs,
making her moan and sigh, "I will find other ways to pleasure you...." He whispered
before trailing his lips down her throat, across her sweet breasts, down her stomach...
....down....down....but with a sudden shock he struggled with himself--with an
overwhelming urge to bite her. He was both startled and horrified that she should effect
him this way--and without their even making love!
He forced back his instincts however, and let his lips continue their search until
he heard her gasp and then cry out--pressing her hips closer--yearning for more. He moved
in a steady rhythm that had her crying out--and he fearing that someone would hear and
burst in. But when no one did he relaxed and took to exploring her mind again.
This time he went further and read her childhood.....and what he found caused him a
terrible shock. Her spirit--her soul! What had happened to her? She had been so
delightful and sweet and true! Had fate been so cruel as to spoil so beautiful a creature?
Now she lay trembling beneath him, begging for death?
He vowed then and there to care for her and return that spirit to her. He would find
out her deepest wish--her most cherished hope since forsaken, and he would make it come
true--no matter what.
For he knew, quite suddenly, that he loved her.
But he needed to buy some time. She lay expecting death and he knew if he did not
make her believe he would give it to her, she would take her own life this night.
He waited till she cried out in release, her body shaking uncontrollably with pleasure,
before doing one of the hardest things for any vampire to do--impossible for the young
ones--even Seiya himself!
He bit her without taking blood. It evoked the same sensation, but it was a terrible
temptation--most could not resist.
He reached her neck and carefully sunk his teeth in--fighting the burning urge to
drink her sweet blood--to share the ecstasy.
He heard her gasp out in pleasure and whisper something softly in his mind....his heart
broke at the words for she believed she was dying...
Thank you....
Then she drifted into a dark slumber and Darien carried her away into the night.