(Warning! Rated 'M' for a reason)

Blood Moon Rising part 6

"No… No, please no."

Serana jumped off the bed and grabbed Tarrion's face. He had his eyes closed in pain and she saw that he had his jaws clenched. The blood red moon now bathed the room in a terrifying red light and Serana felt a gust of wind flow into the room. It felt cold on her naked skin and she grabbed Tarrion's face tighter.

"Please no, Tarrion…. Please…. don't do this to me." and she felt tears crawling from her eyes. "Please, not now."

But Tarrion could not stop himself. He felt the gust of wind and he felt a terrible roar inside of him. He had never experienced a Blood Moon, but he knew what it meant. He felt like his body was burning from the inside, from his heart to the tips of his fingers. With effort he opened his eyes and saw Serana stare at him. Her eyes had a terrified look in them and he pushed her away. His strength was already great and Serana fell back on the bed, and she saw how he stumbled toward a large, windowed door that lead to a wooden balcony. He slammed the door open and stumbled into the dreadful light of the moon. Serana ran after him and wanted to grab him, but he threw her aside and he stumbled against the wooden fence and fell down.

"Tarrion!"

Serana screamed as she saw him fall off the edge and disappear in the night. She ran toward the edge and saw how he had slammed onto the ground, and how he used all of his strength to get back up again. She was frozen. She could no longer move because she saw how he already started to change, and Tarrion felt it too.

Before he had reached the wood chopping block behind the manor, he fell to the ground. His body shook tremendously and uncontrollably, and he gritted his teeth. Then he led out a terrible scream that was so loud, the ground shook, and his scream changed into a roar. A thundering roar, the likes of which Tamriel had never heard before now sounded over the lake, and people have said that it could be heard in Whiterun.

Tarrion slammed on the ground and his body transformed. His legs and feet morphed into paws and claws. His arms changed into long limbs and claws that could rent a bear apart. His body stretched out and his spine felt like it broke several times, and his skin turned black and was covered with fur. And finally his face stretched painfully into a wolf-like muzzle. A terrifying representation of a monstrous wolf, and huge fangs grew from his mouth. But the most terrifying were his eyes. Those deep, strong eyes, which would normally change into glowing red, now became black. A lifeless, emotionless and merciless black.

When he finally stood up he was larger than before. Over nine foot tall, black and pure primal hatred. Serana looked at him from the balcony and she felt only grief. The wind started howling and with it, Tarrion howled. It's sound rent the night sky apart and he smelled her. He turned around and saw her looking at him. For a few moments they only stared at each other, but then Tarrion roared again and charged at her. Within two seconds he had reached the house and he jumped on the balcony, and Serana jumped off. She did not run back inside, but instead used her powers and changed into a cloud of mist and bats.

It was the worst night of Serana's life. She was being chased by an enormous Werewolf whose only desire was to catch and kill her. To rent her apart, limb from limb. And she could not attack back, she did not want to hurt him, and that was the worst part about it. The Werewolf was the man she loved. He could not control himself, and jumped and clawed after her. His claws missed her by an inch, she barely escaped his jaws and was almost crushed by him. She flew to the top of the house, and he jumped after her. She flew to the top of the lower mountains on either side of the manor, and he climbed after her with incredible speed. He even jumped higher than she expected and almost caught her in mid-air. She knew she could not evade him forever, not unless she had a similar strength. She knew she had, but she did not want to use it. But eventually she knew that she had no choice. After Tarrion jumped at her again, she disappeared in a cloud of mist and bats, and he tumbled between the trees and she took her change, and she transformed too, although she had sworn never to do it.

Her own skin, which was always beautifully pale, now turned ash grey. Her supple legs and feet stretched out and became claws. Her arms and hands became monstrous and long, sharp nails came from her fingers. Her otherwise pale, flawless face turned grey and became horrific to watch. Her eyes turned black with glowing pupils, her mouth turned into jaws filled with sharp teeth and a black tongue. From her back, two wings grew, painfully and bat-like they grew until they were spread behind her. Serana had transformed into a Vampire Lord.

The sounds and roars, the screaks and howls could be heard from miles away, but there was no creature, dead or alive, that dared to near them. Serana and Tarrion fought against each other, while Serana tried her best to hold back and not inflict serious injury. Under the fight of the two titans, the ground shook and the lake echoed with their cries and roars.

Serana had made several cuts on Tarrion's body, but he had also landed several hits on her. She felt how blood dripped from her side and how her skin was torn open. She fired a powerful Drain Life spell at Tarrion and hated herself for doing it. The spell hit its target and Serana felt invigorated by it, and she hated herself more for it. Her tears crawled form her eyes, black as her own blood.

Tarrion leapt at her again, and she ducked under his blow again. She grabbed a large log and tried to hit him on his head, but he grabbed it in his mouth and threw her against the mountainous walls and clawed at her again. She was able to move just in time and massive claw marks were made into the rock.

Then Serana flew up, out of Tarrion's reach and hovered above the ground, while he stared at her and tried to find a way to reach her. He took a tremendous leap, but she remained out of his reach. He tried again, but missed again. He tried a third time, and she disappeared and reappeared behind him. She grabbed him and flew upward to the night sky. He was able to claw her over her stomach and she let him go. With a terrifying roar he fell almost fifty feet to the ground and slammed on the hard soil.

As Tarrion tried to get up he growled with rage, but Serana cast another, less powerful, Drain Life spell at him, and Tarrion felt himself weakening. He jumped at her and tried to claw at her again, but the more she drained him, the weaker he felt, until he was no longer able to jump. She heard him whine and recoil, and she despised herself. When he turned around to run away, she flew at him and slammed herself on him. The impact alone created a small crater and Tarrion could almost not get up again. His strength had faded so much that even the Blood Moon could no longer give him rage and strength. Serana moved fast and grabbed another log. She hit him so hard that the log shattered and splintered, and Tarrion fell to the ground.

His body was bleeding, drained of strength and Serana could only hear a few last small breaths and grunts. She transformed back to her normal self and kneeled beside him. She was naked, but she did not care. In the red light of the moon she saw his blood flowing from his sides and she wept for him. She knew that he was still alive, as she sensed his heart beat, but she did not know if he would survive. She had drained him so much, she thought his body might not recover.

In the distance the blood red moon descended behind the mountains and the pale light of the stars came back. She saw how his body slowly transformed back. His face changed to a normal human face, and his body shrunk. She fell on top of him and hugged him, while her tears cleaned the wounds on his neck.

The Blood Moon had passed.

-The Next Day-

When Tarrion woke up he felt like he had run for miles. His entire body was tired and his muscles hurt. His eyes seemed to be glued shut and when he opened them he could see that the day had just dawned. He saw that the sun shone bright. It was possibly the last warm day before the winter came. He sat up straight and saw that he was in his own bed. The thick covers covered his legs and waist and he saw that his chest was once again wrapped in bandages. He grabbed his head when he felt the pain.

"Ugh…. I need to stop waking up like this." he said to himself.

When he looked around he saw that the entire room was as he remembered it, except that the doors to the balcony were open. When he looked again he saw a few large claw-marks on the fence that surrounded it. He was surprised to see them, and he had no idea where they came from, yet a part of him told him that he should know. On that moment the door opened and when he turned around he saw Serana enter.

She was dressed in a simple set of clothes that were dark, as most colours would clash with her skin. She held a bowl with water in her hands and when she saw that he was awake she smiled at him.

"You're awake." she said happily.

She walked toward him and placed the bowl of water on a small dresser next to the bed. Tarrion saw that a few small towels lay next to him and Serana dipped one of them in the water and cleaned a small wound near his neck.

"You really need to stop waking up like this." she said with a smile.

"Wha-… what happened?" Tarrion asked and he tried to move his body upward.

"No.. sit still." Serana said and she pushed him back. "You have a few more wounds that I need to tend to, but most of them have stopped bleeding."

"Serana…. What happened?" he asked again. "I… I remember you and…. I… you were in the bath… I carried you upstairs…"

Serana smiled at him as he tried to recollect his memory with her head slightly tilted in amusement.

"But I... I don't know what happened afterwards." Tarrion finished his sentence.

Serana nodded. "Well, I do. You had me by my thighs, kissing me… and I was naked at the time. You threw me on the bed, and we were about to make mad, passionate love. But then the Blood Moon came."

'The Blood Moon!' Tarrion remembered it. He remembered how he felt a roar inside him and how he stumbled off the balcony. He looked at Serana with fear in his eyes, and he saw a small, barely healed wound on her neck.

"What did I…. No…" he realized what must have happened. "Did I hurt you?"

"You laid a claw or two on me." Serana shrugged.

"Oh no…. I am sorry, Serana." Tarrion pleaded and he looked down. He could not look at her, and horrifying images of him attacking her flashed through his head. He felt a tear crawl down his cheek. "I am, so… so sorry. I don't know how-…"

Tarrion felt so much shame. The woman he loved most, the woman who loved him, was the one he attacked mercilessly. He could not remember what happened last night, but he did not want to know. He turned his head away from her.

"You shouldn't be here. It's… I am too dangerous."

"I am not afraid." Serana said and she made him look at her. Her soft hand on his face was almost agonizing for him, and he knew that he did not deserve her. "I know that you would never do anything that would hurt me. But you could not control it. I knew that the Blood Moon was approaching, but I forgot about it. I let my desire to be with you block any other thoughts. If anyone should be blamed… it is me. I knew the dangers, and… I did not heed the warning."

"But you did not go feral. I was the one that attacked, I was the one who almost killed you. And I was-…"

But Serana smothered him with a kiss before he could say anything else. She cupped his face as she pulled back and she smiled at him.

"Wh-… why are you smiling?"

"I am just so glad that you found me." Serana said and she sat on his lap and looked at him. "I don't believe in fate or destiny, but… I think that there is a reason why you found me."

When Tarrion looked at her like he did not understand, Serana smiled even more. "Don't you see? You can understand me." she explained. "You said multiple times that you cannot know what I am going through. When it was concerning my family, you were right. But when it comes to my Vampirism, you can understand."

"What? But I am not-.."

"You're not, I know… but you do know what it feels like to have a dangerous side to you. I feed on people. I need their blood to survive, and if I don't feed for a while, I become…. 'Thirsty'. And that thirst can become so strong that I might hurt people. You don't have that, but you are a Werewolf. You transform during the full moon, and then you can hurt people you care about. During the Blood Moon last night you attacked even me, and you said yourself that you care about me."

"Of course I ca-…"

"I know." Serana interrupted him. "And that is my point. Just like me, you have a dark and dangerous side to you. A side that grants you amazing abilities and powers… but that can also cause pain and grief. I know that you feel pain and shame for what you did… but I do not mind."

She kissed him again and gave him a deep hug. "I am just so glad that there is someone that can understand me, and I can understand him. I... I'm just glad you're here with me."

Tarrion hugged her back. He was unsure if he fully understood her, but for now he realized that they shared a bond stronger than blood.

"There is just one other thing." Serana whispered in his ear and she pulled back. She looked him in his eyes and he saw them glow with happiness.

"We did get… interrupted last night. I noticed that Rayya is nowhere to be found…"

"Yes…" Tarrion answered. "I asked her if she could stay in Falkreath for a while. I thought…"

"Good. Because if you're up for it… If you feel strong enough…"

Serana gave him a seductive smile. She pushed her chest forward and bit her lip. Tarrion looked at her and he saw what she meant. On that moment he felt his blood rushing down to his loins and before he knew it he grabbed her.

Serana fell backwards and Tarrion landed on top of her and he heard a playful laugh. He pushed his head on the open skin on her chest and kissed her, first her chest, then her neck, her cheek and finally her lips. They felt soft. Her skin felt soft and cool against his face. He felt her hands on his back while he had grabbed her waist and hips.

He removed a few bandages and saw a few new wounds on his chest and abdomen. He felt how Serana tried her best to unbutton her tunic, but when that failed she simply ripped it off her. He saw how her pale breasts fell free and they made a slight bounce. She grabbed his head and pressed it in the valley between her breasts and she ran her hands through his hair. Tarrion ran his hands over her body and felt more wounds on her side, and he kissed them. He felt the blood rushing down and his manhood grew, and he realized that he was not wearing any clothing.

As they rolled over the bed they kicked the covers away and Serana saw Tarrion naked in front of her. She made a slight gasp and bit her lip as she looked at his waist and she felt her loins stir with lust. She knew that nothing would stop them now. No-one would interrupt them. Nothing could ruin this moment.

Tarrion felt himself panting already and his heart was pounding in his chest. "Serana… I… I won't hold back… I won't stop now."

"I think I would die if you did."

The sun was slowly rising and bathed the room in golden light. Serana felt it, but she did not care. The rays did not touch her, and she felt warm. She had her eyes closed and lay on her back as Tarrion removed her trousers. He threw them away and she lay naked in front of him. His head was spinning.

He gently took her leg and kissed her soft calves, then her knee and went further up her thighs. Serana gasped as his nose and lips stroked past her leg and slightly tickled her. She let out a soft moan as he kissed her above her womanhood. She felt how he kissed her more and more and his hands ran over her thighs. She felt his warmth all around her, and his lips were pressed on her breast, until she grabbed his head and pulled him in for a long and deep kiss.

She felt how his manhood rubbed her between her legs, and it drove her crazy. She wanted him. Every inch of her body was trembling for him and she spread her legs. And Tarrion raised himself above her.

She saw how he towered above her, with his scar-covered muscles and strong body. It seemed like his eyes were glowing, just like hers.

"Do it…" she whispered. "Go into me… I want you to…"

And Tarrion obliged. She lay below him, beautifully pale and staring at him with an uncontrollable lust in her glowing eyes. She looked at him and it almost seemed like she was a little scared. Her eyes were glowing, and her lips were parted in wanton anticipation. He moved himself and finally entered her.

Serana gasped and moaned. Tarrion panted and grunted. Their bodies were grinding on each other and their lips were inseparable. She had cupped his face and she never wanted to let go. Her body felt alive. More alive than she had felt in centuries and she felt warm. And Tarrion felt her cold skin against his, and it was soft. Her breasts were pressed against his chest, and he felt his manhood move inside her and the pleasure was overwhelming. He did not know where to place his hands and tried to feel every part of her.

As he sat down on his knees, Serana placed herself on his lap, her back pressed against his chest. He kissed her on her neck and grabbed her breast. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it, as her other hand grabbed his side. Her mouth was open in a moan and her eyes were closed. He still had his lips on her neck and her lips were parted and she held his head close. Her black hair was swinging back and forth under their movements and her pleasure reached its peak.

"Oh… Oh Tarrion…" she moaned.

"Oh, Serana…" he answered.

"Don't stop… ever…."

She turned around and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She tried to smile, but the feeling was too intense and she had lost control of her body. She felt his hands on her hips and she scratched his back. He felt her nails and the slight pain only added to the pleasure that they both felt.

"Do not stop…" she moaned. "… Never stop…"

He lay on his back on the soft bed. Serana sat on his lap and her body was raised above him. He saw how her breasts bounced under every thrust and her hair swung back and forth. She looked at him, and he saw the hunger for him in her eyes. She grabbed her own breast.

With a quick move he summoned a Bound Dagger. He saw how Serana looked at him with lust and surprise as he placed the dagger high on his chest and made a slight cut. Warm blood flowed from the new wound, but Tarrion could not feel the pain. The dagger disappeared and he saw Serana stare at the wound.

"Go ahead…." he said between grunts. "You want it…. Go ahead…."

Serana almost fell on him, and while she was still with him she placed her lips on the wound and drank his blood.

Her mind went blank and she was no longer able to think. The feeling of his warmth around her, his hands on her back, thighs and hips, the warm taste of his blood in her mouth and the feeling of him inside her was too much. Her body now had a will of its own and shook uncontrollably and moved without her will. Her nails scratched over his chest and her legs were shivering. She never wanted this to end. She only wanted this moment to last forever. Her pleasure reached its peak again… and again… and again…

And Tarrion felt it too. Her naked body pressed against him was driving him over the edge. He felt her lips on the wound and her tongue ran over it, licking up every last drop. He wished that he had an extra set of hands, so he could feel more of her. To feel ever last part of her. The feeling of her around his manhood was too much and he could no longer think straight. He moaned loudly as his pleasure reached its highest point and he almost shouted.

And Serana felt his release entering her, and she raised herself above him again, her moans changing into screams. She felt how she contracted around him and it made the sensation intense.

Finally, after their ecstasy lessened, Serana fell limp and she fell on Tarrion. Her eyes were closed and she could hardly move. She felt how her legs trembled in the aftermath. Tarrion's heart was pounding still, and Serana's soft skin was pressed against him. He barely had the strength left to raise his arm on her back and he kissed her.

Serana's happiness was complete.

A few hours later Tarrion woke up. He woke up like never before and he opened his eyes. The sun had already climbed down and large shadows fell over the manor. He noticed that Serana was not lying next to him and he sat up straight. As he looked around the room he saw that her clothes still lay on the floor and her tunic was still torn when she ripped it off. His bandages were still everywhere and the door to the balcony was still open.

He lifted himself off the bed and saw a nightgown wave outside. As he walked around the corner to the balcony he saw Serana, standing in the last light of the sun. Her pale skin was apparent in the growing twilight and the nightgown she wore left little to the imagination.

It was made from black silk and was nearly transparent. It hung loosely around her neck and shoulders and reached down to her knees and her arms were only covered half. A light breeze played with it and her hair blew slightly.

Tarrion walked up to her and hugged her from behind and gave her a kiss on her neck. The breeze felt cold on his naked skin, but he did not care.

"Hey, beautiful."

Serana turned around and her smile was perfect, like she was intensely happy.

"Hey, handsome."

"Are you happy, Serana?"

"Happy?" she asked and she wiped a tear from her eye. "I… cannot even describe how happy I am. What we did…. It was something I longed for, so much. And it was everything I could have hoped for."

"I'm glad I could help." Tarrion said.

"Did… did you feel the same?" he heard her ask.

"I did." he nodded. "I'm wondering why we waited."

"Hmm… it was a bit difficult for me. Or a part of me felt it was difficult."

Tarrion looked at her, but her smile had not faded. She still stared at him with intense happiness in her eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"I never told you how I exactly became a Vampire, did I? What that 'ceremony' was exactly."

Tarrion shook his head.

"Well… as you know, Molag Bal is the 'Lord of Domination', and his realm is called Coldharbour. Pure Blooded Vampires are 'Daughters of Coldharbour.' He is also the 'Lord of Enslavement'…. And the 'Lord of Rape'."

Tarrion saw how Serana's smile faded a bit. Like she remembered something bad.

"The very first Vampire was Lamae Beolfag. Molag Bal… raped her until she was nearly dead, and shed a drop of his blood on her brow, then left her to die. A fortnight later, she awoke as the world's first Vampire."

Serana sighed. "That is also how I became a Vampire. The 'ceremony' was on his summoning day, and a select few of his female followers are then.. 'offered' to him."

Tarrion looked at Serana in horror. He could not imagine what that was like, as he had no idea what this ceremony was. Now that he knew he felt disgusted and he looked with pity at her.

"I.. did not know… I am sorry to-.."

"Don't be." Serana said and her smile came back. "Don't you see? The first and only memory I had of sex was that moment. A dark and horrific memory… but now… you replaced that memory."

She walked toward him and wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into those strong eyes. "You replaced a horrific memory with a memory that I will cherish forever. With Molag Bal it was.. degrading…. But with you… it is… indescribable."

Tarrion smiled again at her, and he felt relieved. He saw that Serana had put that part of her past behind her, and that he had helped her again.

"This only leaves me with one concern." she continued. "I know that…. If a mortal sleeps with a Vampire, he gets infected… and he will turn into one…"

"You mean he gets Sanguinare Vampiris?" Tarrion remarked. "Well… no need to worry about me. I am a Werewolf already and I cannot get infected with that. I need to drink your blood, or you need to really bite me, before I turn into a Vampire."

"Really?" Serana seemed delighted by this news, and her seductive smile reappeared on her face. "So… that means that I can tell you to go back to bed… and you will oblige?"

"Ah, you have persuaded me." Tarrion said playful.

"Persuading you? Ha.. that is easy."

"Oh really?"

Serana smiled and with a simple tug her nightgown fell from her shoulders. It smoothly fell past her curves and landed in a heap on the balcony.

"Really." she said, and she teasingly pushed him back inside.

"So," she started and she pressed herself against him and he ran his hands over her back. "are you ready for another round?"

Before Tarrion even answered she felt something press against her body, and she smiled again.

"Silly question." and she pushed him on the bed.

=End of Chapter=

=End of Arc=

=Author's Notes=

And rumours say that after round 2 there were three more before they finally decided to sleep. And with Rayya gone for the rest of the week… well. You know what happened :)

But for real, that is it for this chapter and this arc. I hope you liked it.

I do have to say a few things though:

First; I will take another break now, as I still need to figure more stuff out for the next arc. So sorry for that, but you guys will have to wait a bit.

Secondly: I know that a Blood Moon takes only a few moments in real life, but that wouldn't be as much fun. I wanted it to last for the majority of the night.

Thirdly: I do hope you guys feel different about this, but I have the feeling that the quality of my writing is going down. I don't know what it is, but I feel that the story and characters are not as interesting anymore. If you think yes, please point out what it is, then I can improve on that. If you think no, please tell me so I know that it is only a stupid voice in my head. Either way, just tell me :)

But that is it for now. Leave a review, follow, favourite if you feel like it and I'll be back later. MegaGothmog out.