Sorry it took so long to update, I finally got inspired enough to add to this fic—it's my most popular single chapter fic, with 196 hits and 8 reviews. Thus I decided to add more chapters.
Oh, and I might change this fic's rating to 'M', just so it won't be so difficult to keep my writing tame. I'm not good at deciding what ratings to post my stories as—I just play it safe and rate them all 'M', if you think this chapter deserves a higher rating than 'T' tell me so I can change it. I suck at ratings, most likely since I don't pay any attention to them. Censorship is the bane of my existence.
Darkness, My Light
Chapter two:
Serenity's POV:
Once again I had that dream of the blond Egyptian, only this time I dreamt passed the part where I usually awake; dreamt passed the kiss that seemed to bond me into fancying the dream version of the sadist.
His lips touched mine, cold, with no passion at first—like he didn't know what to do himself. A short kiss, quickly broken when he cupped my chin in his hand and stared into my eyes, his violet ones gleaming. After a moment's deliberation, he parted my lips with his fingers and bent down once more into a kiss—this time slipping his tongue into my mouth.
At once exhilaration and guilt buried in my heart dagger-sharp shards of glass, inciting pleasure and pain. This was wrong, this feeling I felt was abominable—his kiss shouldn't cause me this desire.
Unable to strive passed the guilt I pulled away, pushing him away when he tried to hold me still. My breathing quickened with fear when I saw the heightened gleam in his eyes mingling with the calm cruelty blanketed in them. I backed away shaking, unsure of what I was more afraid—him hurting me or me surrendering willingly to his temptation.
I felt more shame from wanting to enjoy his caresses than from the helplessness I felt in my fear. I refused to give in to desire; I wanted him, but I refused to surrender to my want.
But all I could do in the dream was back away; each step he took toward me, I backed away, sitting on the ground because I couldn't will my legs to stand.
"Go away, leave me alone." I cried when I felt the hardness of the wall at my back, my terror rising at the cold touch of concrete.
Suddenly he's at my side, knelt down, his lips to my ear. I felt his breathing quickening each passing moment, his hands grabbing my shoulders roughly.
"Why would I leave something as delicate as you alone?" He smirked, bringing his lips to my neck as he continued to hold me tightly to prevent me from struggling. "You smell nice, innocent. Hn..." That's when I felt the sharp pain of him biting me, biting me in a vicious way that didn't even hint at inciting pleasure.
"Stop! Stop! Please, that hurts." Tears fell from my eyes as the pain rushed through me, as the Egyptian ravaged my neck—I could feel his teeth break through my skin, and the blood dripping down my skin.
"I said stop it!"
That's when I awoke, alone in my room, the light of the silver moon shining down on me. My body shook from the aftermath of the dream, and I could still feel the pain on my shoulder where he bit me. I swear I could feel the blood sliding down my skin.
"Stop being childish," I muttered to myself, taking a few breaths to calm my racing heart. "It's a dream, not real. There's no wound, no blood." I repeated the mantra as I climbed out of bed and headed to the door—my mouth had gone uncomfortably dry and I decided to get a drink from the kitchen—passing a mirror on my way.
I couldn't stop myself from looking into the reflective glass, I needed just a glance to prove to myself it'd all been a dream—one glance to prove the pain still pulsing through me was imagined.
"God!" I blanched at my reflection, unable to pry my eyes away from my shoulder—there, marring my pale flesh, staining my nightgown, was blood. "No…no, it couldn't…." I backed away abruptly, hitting the wall of the hallway. Instantly my hand went to my shoulder to check the room—I felt the stickiness of the blood and the sudden sharpness of pain when my fingers brushed over the wound.
"No, no, no." I shook my head, slowly stepping down the hall, away from the mirror, horrified. The moment I managed to pry my eyes away from the sight, I rushed down to the bathroom, a sickening feeling bubbling up in my stomach.
'You didn't really think I'd leave someone as delicate as you unmarked, eh?' The voice loomed suddenly in my thoughts, merging its presence in the very air I breathed.
"No, it can't…you can't…."
The responding chuckle was all I remember before everything blacked out.
A/N: End of chapter, I'm evil leaving it there, aren't I? Anyway, please read and review.