"Take a picture. It'll last longer," Ursula joked, Caius looked at her with a mocking stern look in his eyes, which she held. After what seemed like an eternity but couldn't have been more than half a minute and neither of them breaking the gaze Caius finally admitted defeat. "Touché," he said, grinning the same time.
Ursula smiled back at him, leaned forward, placed one hand on his shoulder and gave him a peck on the cheek.
"Thank you for being you" she whispered into his ear "It's nice to see that even after such a long time nothing has really changed. I really missed you"
Her kiss on his cheek and her touch on his shoulder were feather light. He noticed the subfeature-light lavender. 'When did she start wearing perfume? He thought.
Ursula looked at him with an evil smile "Missed me much?"
"I hadn't realised just how much until rightrealizedhe grinned.
"Maybe I should stop by more often...we could go 'Bitch Baiting' like the old days!"
The others all stared; they could imagine these two were a nightmare together.
"Maybe..." he smiled.
''How is your life?, Ant man on it?''
"A few others, Not much" she says with an embarrassed sigh. "
A mixture of jealousy and satisfaction roils in Caius. Ursula deserves to be loved but an irrational part of him is happy that so few people have had the chance. She deserves to be worshiped, yes, but Caius wants to be the only one kneeling at the altar.
Ursula's staring at him expectantly.
"Good," he growls. He sets his empty coffee mug aside. "Did you...think of me, ever?"
"Only when I was alone," she admits in a small voice. Not apologetic—she's grown too much to be sorry for things she has or hasn't done, Caius knows—but a tease. It's meant to ignite an image in his mind. It succeeds. He can see her spread out on sheets with a hand between her quivering thighs. She's thrown in shades of shadow and moonlight as she touches herself; Five licks his lips, dazed by his own thoughts.
Five subtly pinches his own arm to force himself to focus. "The others..."
"They were good," Ursula tells him honestly. "They made me come."
Caius's blood is burning; with lust, with anger, all of it muddling together as if crushed in the mortar and pestle that is Caius's mind. She's smirking at him now. She knows what she's doing to him.
"Sometimes," she continues after a long sip of her coffee, "After they'd leave, I'd want to come again."
"So you'd think of me,"Caius murmurs. He's too impatient to let her finish her own thought.
Ursula nods.
''Bambi''yelled Felix interrupting the moment between the woman and the king
"I'm serious Felix," Ursula shouted. Jane shook his head while Sulpicia had a smile on her face as she watched them argue.''Don'r call me that''
"Okay Bambi, "Don't say with a smirk on his face.
"Don't call me Bambi!"
"Why not?"
"Fe-Fe, in this room we hace one vegetarian coven, I would have rather not be called something that reminds them of dinner," Ursula scolded.
Felix couldn't help it, he burst out laughing at her reprimand, holding onto his sides as she rolled her eyes at him. Her anger instantly disappeared as she watched her friend laugh at her.
Felix's laughter subsided, and he reached for her, pulling her into his arms. "Don't worry my Ursula, one gets to eat you for dinner but me."
''What are doing at Italy?''
"Would you believe me if I told you I got another, better job offer?" her voice held no sarcasm, no mock...just plain old curiosity.
"Uh... No on can stand you Ursula. I got you cheap. You wouldn, t even get hired in a blood bank for Christ's sake. And if you did, you'd get fired in less than a week. You never could behave yourself."
Ursula smirked at that and leaned back in his the throne of Caius, giving a slight shrug. "True," she agreed, with a slight nod, smirk still in place. She let silence linger for a little while bethe the fore speaking again, her eyes avoiding his, ''I'm here for a medical conference.'' for a second Caius looked as if he were going to interrupt her and protest that point,.
" have to tell you something important''
Caius had to smirk at that.
"What?"
''Dance with me, " Caius says , clearing his throat, s quirminsays, Ursula stares at him in disbelief.
The music was slower now, more couple-y. The castle was filled with lovey-dovey couples making googly eyes at each other.
''Always,'' she replied to him . Caius took Ursula to the dance him , when this beautiful slow song came on. It wasn't something Aro would ever think Sulpicia would have playing at one of these events, but players absolutely delighted by the sight happening in front of her.
Oh no, did I get too close?
Oh, did I almost see what's really on the inside?
All your insecurities
All the dirty laundry
Never made me blink one time
Unconditional, unconditionally
I will love you unconditionally
There is no fear now
Let go and just be free
I will love you unconditionally
It was almost as if the lyrics talked to both of them, in their own special way that no one but them could really know. It was like everyone watching was seeing something they weren't supposed to, yet you couldn't stop watching because of how beautiful they looked.
Come just as you are to me
Don't need apologies
Know that you are worthy
I'll take your bad days with your good
Walk through the storm I would
I doWalkthroughuse I love you, I love you
Unconditional, unconditionally
I will love you unconditionally
There is no fear now
Let go and just be free
I will love you unconditionally
So open up your heart and just let it begin
Open up your heart and just let it begin
Open up your heart and just let it begin
Open up your heart
Acceptance is the key to be
To be truly free
Will you do the same for me?
Unconditional, unconditionally
I will love you unconditionally
and there is no fear now
Let go and just be free
'Cause I will love you unconditionally (oh yeah)
I will love you (unconditionally)
I will love you
I will love you unconditionally
Quickly everyone dispersed, before they were caught watching such an innocent yet intimate moment between a couple
There was a time in his miserable life that he had realished being immortal. The power,r el ishing beauty, the strength. Yet now he dispised it. He loathed the never despises and the weeks that never-sending turnrnturnto months so easily. Years seemed to pass by in a blink of an eye. Leaving no impression, and no spark of life. His dead heart felt just like that, dead. Wheheartfelte vampire life he once had was breath-taking and freeing, now it felt like a ball and chain, keeping him chained in a never ending time loop. Death did never-indignation but he did not hate his own exsistence so much as to harm the onexistencecalled family. He would never take his life from those he loved.
He knew they saw him struggling. Struggling to survive and to find the will to get through the days and weeks. His brothers, Aro and Marcus, tried to bring back the young man that their brother had once been. The young vampire who laughed freely, smiled often, and was the most carefree of the others. Now the young vampire seemed to have disappeared he was replacedd with a man who acted twice replaced never smiled, and who laughed at only the darkest humor. As more humans were changed the vampire population grew tothe the the the the range now in the ten-thousands. In this popular Ursula, not, Volturi the youngest Volturi King was known as an unforgiving tyranny. He ruled with an iron fist and though the vampires of the world respected him, they also feared him. He was not known for being forgiving and he did not believe in second chances.
He was the King that was sent in the field when vampires started to act rashly, risking the exposure of their kind. It would never be a surprise to see Caius Volturi playing judge, jury, and executioner over a vampire who had broken a law. Most expected this. When all three Kings would show up in an area, most vampires knew what this meant. Someone had either created a newborn army, or an immortal child both very dangerous and very unstable. Creating one of these two things was against the law, and only had one outcome the death of the sire, and everyone involved.
But since Caius laid his eyes on her, it was never the same. Ursula was something different. She saw so much filth and managed to come out whole. She was so pure. Every aspect of her drew Caius in. It was refreshing and crushing at the same time.
FLASHBACK
He was charmed by the way she sang so delicately. Her voice was soft and filled with unadulterated adoration towards the lucky man that captured this sweet songbird's heart. Even Caius couldn't help but l a little jealous of the bloke, whoever he was.
He sat alone in the middle of a karaoke bar in downtown London, feeling every bit of that loneliness. He didn't know what compelled him to enter this karaoke bar; that was usually beneath him.
Perhaps today was just one of those days.
But that it was still a long wait, he thought, sipping on his beer.
He continued to admire the songstress, along with every other bloke in this crowd. She was petite with wild curls that coiled a sweet-looking face, and bright honey eyes that mesmerized them all.
Even him.
"How wonderful life is-," she sang the last line so lovingly and those pretty eyes landed on him, "-now you're in the world." If his heart wasn't already dead, it would have skipped a beat from the way she tenderly looked at him.
And for a moment, he and this shared an irreplaceable moment with this mysterious songbird.
A spark, if you will.
A round of cheering and clapping flared up, ending the song sp quickly it rendered it as their moment as only a memory.
Caius know why he felt a pang of loss that echoed throughout every fiber of his being, and he didn't know why.
"That was bloody brilliant, Ursula!"
A small redheaded woman threw her arms around her, this woman named Ursula, as she gracefully descended the steps. He watched them all, her and her friends, and the way they joked and chattered among themselves.
They were all pretty, but not as interesting to look at like their curly-haired friend.
"I see a hot bloke looking at you, Ursula," the redhead-Nora- pointed out.
Bless the Heavens for his absolutely great hearing.
He didn't look away when she shyly peeked over her shoulder to steal a glance. He was amused by the way she quickly turned away, to avoid looking him in the eyes. Klaus watched her head shake, denying a friend's words.
"You are being ridiculous, Nora! You've had your fun, now pay for my drinks asoyouud," she said, referring to their little bet from earlier, "I'm going to the loo, and I'm expecting my drink when I return, Nora."
He watched the vivacious brunette strut towards the back of the bar, admiring the way her little black dress hugged her curves. He felt himself smile watching the swing of those hips, especially since he could tell she was uncomfortable in the dress.
"Ahem."
Eyes that were neither blue nor green looked up, only to see 'Nora' standing in front of him with a small smile on her glossy pink lips. He returned the smile with his own, matching the level of mischief as the redhead was displaying.
What a bold girl she is, he thought amusingly.
"Can I help you?" he asked, raising a curious brow.
"I saw the way you were looking at my friend," she stated in an amused tone.
"Well," Caius gave her a charming smile, "I wasn't the only one admiring her in this room."
"No, that little staring contest you both were sharing."
"She looked first."
"And you looked back."
He didn't know whether or not to be annoyed with this woman. Or to be insulted as a whole. Usually, strangers were wary of him, deeming him as an unapproachable person in general, and yet this fiery redhead was standing here wearing an amused expression. This girl did not know she was playing with dangerous fire, especially with the way she was talking to him.
Did her mother fail to mention not to talk to a stranger?
Very interesting, indeed.
"Come back next week, but wait in the restaurant portion."
Nora's words surprised Caius, and if he wasn't in such a good mood tonight, he would have severed this girl's head for ordering him around so presumptuously as if he was some kind of common dog. He gave her a thoughtful look, debating the girl's demands, but his curiosity won him over.
He found himself nodding in agreement before actually thinking things through.
A smirk appeared on her lips.
"Great. Just stop by and tell them you are with Ursula Black, they'll show you the way. Well, I have to go before Ursula comes back, and oh, before I forget to ask, what's your name?"
"Caius Volturi," he replied before sipping on his beer. He didn't have to use a fake name with a bunch of regular humans. They had no knowledge of his identity or his history so he didn't have any worries, not with the way this girl just openly invited him to a possible date with her friend.
"Well, I'm sure I will hear from you next week."
With a meaningless and flirtatious wink, she left him alone to his own thoughts.
How strange.
END FLASHBACK
Athenadora and Ursula were so different, Csius marveled over the fact that he had managed to love them both.
Of course, there were certain superficial similarities: Both brunettes, both beautiful, Ursula extremely accomplished in her field.
But Athenadora was reserved, demure, gracious.
Ursula, on the other hand, was feisty, a pit-bull—quicker, smarter, bolder than any woman (or man) he'd ever met.
Athenadora would gently tease Caius; Ursula relished in giving him shit.
Atheadora hated confrontation; Ursula couldn't wait to go toe-to-toe.
Athenadora saw only the best in him; Ursula knew him better than he knew himself.
He envied Ursula's strength. He sometimes felt she was unbreakable. (Since the breakup, he'd occasionally look for any chink in her armor, any tiny sign that she was as miserable as he was. As usual, she revealed nothing.) Athenadora sometimes seemed delicate to him, like she could split in two.
Of course, the bedroom was where they were the most different. To put it plainly: Ursula was the sexiest woman he'd ever met. He was in awe of her sexuality. Athenadora was a different kind of sexy—sexy because she revealed that side too so few; it felt rare and precious.
Athenadora was a gentle, tentative, eager-to-please lover—he remembered the first time they made love, she trembled a little beneath him. Her orgasms were as demure as she was: Little breathy sighs, like a tiny sneeze.
Even that Caius and Ursula never had sex, it didn't stop Caius thinking about it.
Maybe she will be uninhibited. To have a raw carnality. Maybe she will boss him around in the bedroom, just like she did at Volterra. She will be extremely vocal about what she wants, which turned him on to no end. She will be as insatiable as he is—he'd never met a woman with such a sexual appetite. Sometimes, after a romantic night, they would be slowly making love, breathing together as if they were one. On other nights, Ursula will just want to be fucked. On those nights, she would scratch his back and pull his hair and her orgasm would be loud, powerful, seismic.
Athenadora never ever wanted to be fucked.
But Athenadora was kind and smart and lovely. And she had drifted back into his life at a time when he was at his lowest when he needed her most.
Ursula was an angel. With horns. Caius wanted her all to himself. He knew it was selfish, but he couldn't let her go. Everlasting love, something everyone looked for. He spent so many nights thinking about how Ursula's love would feel. The kisses, the embraces, everything. It was within hand reach, but he couldn't grab it.
From nowhere a female vampire jumped up to wrap her legs around his waist as she returned his kiss.
She dug her hands into his hair and scraped his scalp with her nails as she broke off the kiss. "What's the status of your cock, Caius? Has it had any playtime lately?" She said in a low voice, watching his face. His eyes darkened as the expression on his face softened. "Do you want to play?" She teased him.
"I have no time for this," he said playfully as he put his forehead against hers as his hand ran up the inside of her leg, scooting up the skirt of her dress.
" Your precious human is here," Heidi said mockingly, with a hint of jealousy tinged in her voice . She put her hand between them and undid his zipper. "Fuck me. Now."
He pulled her away from the wall and walked them over to her desk, kissing her neck, scraping his teeth over her skin as he set her down on top of it. Heidi cleared most of her desk with one swoop, lucky that her laptop didn't fall, but the rest of the knickknacks were now scattered underneath them.
She laughed as she pulled him down with her with one hand and the other opening his pants so he wouldn't have too much friction. "Oh, I knew you'd see reason."
"I aim to please," Caius kissed her, hard, as his pants fell to the floor. "You should have called sooner," he could feel her wetness on his hand as he had put his hand between her and her knickers. The heat radiating from her body was welcoming him back as if he'd returned to a warm home after having been away for far too long.
He snickered at that. "Hardly, " he withdrew his hand and tore her panties before guiding himself towards her entrance and pushed in, only letting out a breath when he was completely inside of her.
"Shame, no foreplay this time," Heidi complained as she looked at him with a cocky smile on her lips. "Next time, you're going to devour me like you used to."
"I am?" Caius started to thrust as he licked along the vein in her neck.
"Yes. You just promised," she let out a moan when one of his hands had managed to get underneath her dress and had cupped her breast. "You're the only one I fuck."
"Fuck with," he said as he rubbed her nipple with his thumb.
"I fuck with everyone. I only fuck you. There is a difference," she let out a moan when he hit a sensitive spot inside of her. "A girl has her needs." She growled as she dug her nails into his back, drawing blood. "Harder."
Aro was sitting in his personal library in his private quarters. An impressive collection of rare books he collected for as long as he could remember about supernatural creatures from every corner of the world. Some books that many scholars even considered were lost a long time ago when in reality they were actually tucked away in the Volturi king's numerous shelves.
The Dark Leader found that having all the books within his personal reach made for a faster resource during his many hours of research. He would often research on their own kind as there were many unsolved mysteries on their immortal existence and history. As well as other information to be collected and examined on other supernatural species.
And Aro enjoyed the privacy of doing his work in his own quarters. As the grand library that they had was mostly open all the time. And required constant cleaning and airing to prevent mold from infecting all the collected artifacts. It certainly wasn't a place for someone to be alone nor to have their concentration undisturbed.
Aro sat at his desk, feeding his fascination with current obsession. He had several books scattered all over his desk on werewolves and shapeshifters. He seldom came across shapeshifters as they were very rare species, so his data was very scarce.
And he collected as much as he could on werewolves since now they were close to extinction ever since he passed the law to kill them on sight nearly six hundred years ago. When Caius ran into a Child of the Moon and a fight broke out. Their rage kept feeding their ever-growing power. And their savageness made them more beast than men as soon as their transformation was complete, to the point that their humanity was no longer a part of their consciousness for as long as a full moon was out. And as with things that could not be controlled and may expose the supernatural world to humans, they had to be eradicated.
It was a decision that Aro did not hesitate upon the moment Caius nearly lost his arm to one of them. And so from then on, Aro issued a law that deemed Children of the Moon to be too dangerous and a threat to their way of life. They were to be executed without mercy. It was a sacrifice that had to be made.
However, as much as Aro could read and research on the topic, unfortunately merely as a distraction from his ultimate obsession – an obsession that overshadowed all his other fixations;
Ursula Black.
She was unlike any Aro has ever come across in his lifetime. And he, of all people, liked to think that he had seen everything. But Ursula, she was a being of great interest. She did not fear their kind, nor did she shy away from them like most humans intuitively do. Rather, she was drawn to them. There was something about Ursula that had always captivated Aro. He wasn't entirely sure what it was. Her sarcasm, her jerkiness, her medical genius. There was something about Ursula that gave him a unique sort of charm that made it so people could stand to be around him.
Aro had taken to teaching her how to fight. H seemed to consider her an adorable puppy, considering how he always ruffled her hair and pinch her cheeks. He was also fiercely protective of her. That was obvious by the way she almost disemboweled a guy at the bar who didn't understand what 'no' meant.
Marcus had set his personal goal as Ursula till she pukes. Every time they saw each other, Marcus would click his tongue and say, "Still too thin," and shake his head. That one time when Ursula fainted at their doorstep, after a long a damn surgery, and the whole Volturi collectively lost their shit, Aro took sneaking small snacks to Ursula and staring her down until she ate it.
Felix and Alec were incarnate pranksters and loved dragging Ursa into their schemes. Ursula thought they were relatively alone, until one fine day, when their schemes failed to run for their dear lives, from a swarm of pixies that, surprisingly enough, didn't take kindly to having pranks played on them.
Bonding with Sulpicia was easy and yet the oddest in Ursula's opinion, that was mostly due to their similar ages, making her think back to more innocent times, and she was by far the one to scent mark him the most out of all of the vampires. They also bonded over their fighting, arguments, and training. Each argument they had seemed to strengthen their bond and each training session Ursula couldn't help but preen and hug her whenever she praised the doctor for her technique.
Caius was Caius. He was manipulative, cunning and sarcastic. Whenever Ursula couldn't get out of her head and spiraling beyond her control, and when soft words and caresses weren't enough to save her from drowning, Caius would have tried her with barbed words and sharp, caustic tongue, prodding him till he began to give back as good as he said.
"Caius is beginning to have feelings for Ursula. In fact, they might even be more than a simple liking," Marcus stepped through the door of the study.
He laughed, and Marcus stared at him. Why was he laughing?
"May I ask what is so funny?" Marcus asked.
"Marcus, I already noticed Caius' affinity for Ursula. It is quite obvious, although Ursula still does not see it," Aro mused.
"Aren't you worried that Caius will make a move, and therefore cause trouble?" Marcus said.
"Isn't it your rule never to interfere with relationships?" Aro questioned, amused.
"Yes, but I feel that this does call for some minor interference," Marcus explained." Ursula wants to tell him"
"We cannot tell him. It is Ursula does not know about it yet, so any move he makes shall be excused definitely," Aro said. And with that, he turned back to the stack of papers, mumbling things underneath his breath.
Marcus sighed. Sometimes, it felt like Aro was completely out of it. Of course, Marcus wouldn't go against Aro's wishes. That would be like asking for trouble. But he would closely monitor Caius's behavior. Whereas Aro was patient, Ursula was not, and if Ursula saw Caius making a move on her, things would not be pretty.
They really wouldn't.