Title: Crimson Temptations
Chapter: There's Some Ketchup On You, My Dear.
Chapter Number: 4
Author: Alexandria Eisengaurd
Author's Note: I'd like to warn you now of an upcoming lemon, if you don't like lemons, skip it. If you do, I'm sorry because mine may suck, I've never really written one before so just deal with it. And I'd like to announce the revival of this story you all somehow love. On with chapter 4!
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"Are you sure that's all right with you?" she questioned.
"Mmhmm. Oh dear…" Sephiroth said attempting to sound concerned for her.
"What is it?" she raised a brow, the drug was starting to wear off, one could tell by the tone in her voice.
"Somehow, there's ketchup on your chest. Allow me to get it," and with that, he moved his face to where the 'ketchup' had been, and licked over the area, giving Tifa goose bumps somewhat.
"Sephiroth, you don't need to do that, really you-" She went silent when he had opened the robe and placed her left nipple in his mouth.
He licked around it, and then played with it some. From this point on, it was as if she was hypnotized into doing whatever he wanted her too. He kissed down the middle on her soft skin of her stomach, and then licked up and her caught her lips in a deep kiss. Since Sephiroth had been in a similar robe to the one she was wearing no undress was needed for either of them. She closed her eyes and moved her right hand upon his quivering member, and began to slide her hand up and down the shaft.
One of Sephiroth's hands had slid down her body and began to rub her clit, she would soon become his mate, and he knew it. She had begun to release soft moans into his mouth as he had started to pleasure her. He slid two fingers into her, and bingo, he hit the jackpot as she started almost scream out a moan when he had penetrated her with his fingers. A virgin she was, as much as he was tempted to, he didn't go down and lick up every bit of blood, he could get to that later. Getting his mate was his number one event on his list. He slid his fingers in and out, but this motion had only lasted a short time. When his fingers were gone from her body, she relaxed for those few moments. Soon though, Sephiroth had removed Tifa's hands from his manhood. He wasn't going to waste anytime by going softly into his soon to be mate, he started out by ramming it in roughly.
Her moan came back, still somewhat scream sounding. Within about 5 minutes of this though, she began to get used to it, her moaning becoming much more lovely, no longer sounding like murder was occurring. Her moan increased soon, as her juices began to glide out of her, and Sephiroth himself had even needed to moan a little. He had released his own liquids into her; they had spurted out from his member, and ram into hers. It would soon be over though, and he had removed himself from her.
He licked the now non-virgins blood from his fingers, and smirked down at the beauty he had found himself. He was right, she would be the perfect mate for him.
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Around a half hour later------------------------------
Tifa had fallen asleep upon the couch, and Sephiroth sat on the chair nearby. He was now dressed in the same outfit from earlier when they had met. He watched the beautiful sleeping possession of his for those few moments, he'd give her a few hours more to be human, that is, if she doesn't reject his offer when she awakes.
Sephiroth stood up, and approached her; he couldn't allow her to sleep on such an uncomfortable object. He slid his left arm under her neck, and his right under her knees, and picked her up from the sofa. He carried her into the bedroom that they would soon share, hopefully. He placed a soft kiss upon her forehead, and then laid down on the other side of the bed. Soon, they had both been fast asleep.
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Morning of the next day-----------------------------
Morning had arrived, and Tifa had just been waking up to the scent of roses. Her crimson eyes opened to gaze into beautiful black and red roses. There roses stems were intertwined with one another and they had been engulfed in a shimmering glass vase. When she pushed the covers off of herself, she felt like something was different, and her eyes abandoned the vase, only to glance down to notice blood was slightly stained on her legs, there were no cuts though, did he? She wondered. He couldn't of, or could he? She got off the bed and wrapped the nearby robe around her body and exited the bedroom.
"Sephiroth?" She called out softly as she entered the living room. No sign of him.
She entered the kitchen only to find the one winged angel sitting at the table, his emerald pools were watching the coffee he was stirring.
"Oh, you've woken up, well did you notice your gift?" He questioned her.
"Yes, they're beautiful," She responded as her face slightly turned a pinkish color.
"I would like to ask you something," he glanced up at her, and then continued, "Vampires. Do they scare you?"
"No, not at all, they fascinate me. It would be interesting to meet one one day, why?" She raised a brow.
"To meet one? My dear, you already have," he let out a slight laugh, and on went his words, "Am I as interesting as you'd expect?"
"I had a hunch you were one, this house just give a vampire-ish vibe. I hope that makes sense, and yes, you are interesting," She smiled as her words came to a halt.
"Good. I have a serious question to ask you though. You see, I am in search for a mate –" He would of finished his sentence, but Tifa had cut him short.
"And you were wondering if I would be it?" She asked.
"Such a smart girl, you're correct," He responded.
"I'll have to think about that. That is, if you don't mind," She looked down as she made a response.
"Take your time, a vampire is immortal, I have plenty of time to wait, but I wouldn't want to wait a century, nor more than a year at that," He replied.
"Just a few days it will take me," She said.
"Good, till then, I will give you a decision I did not have, for I was forcefully transformed into a vampire, you on the other hand, I will allow you to decide. You said vampires interest you, do they interest you enough for you to want to become one yourself?" He asked her.
"Actually, I'd love it, but before that, may I see one last sunset?" She questioned.
"Of course, one last sunset, when that sun sets, you will be one of my kind," He responded.
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Author's Notes: Will Tifa change her mind and run away at the last moment? Or will she stick to becoming a vampire? I plan to update soon, sorry for the long break. Please review.