THE GOLIATHUS CHRONICLES
Chapter 22- The Hunting Lesson
For the record, this chapter was a huge excuse for graphic vampire killing, sloppy heradus eating habits, and lots of primal, hot sex. Also, just so you know, the scene you will read in the Observatory was inspired by a very weird, creepy dream. So beware, to some it might be quite disturbing, for all I know.
Well, that's all! Have fun!
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Darting through the tall grass, Goliathus was in hot pursuit of the vampire who barely stayed ahead of him. This one's smell was quite different, it was more intoxicating then usual. The chase had already been long and intense, whoever this vampire was, he wasn't going to give up easily.
Turning on his heels quickly, he changed direction and veered left, then right, as his prey tried in desperate horror to evade him.
Chuckling, the heradus leapt forward, hoping to slam the vampire to the ground, but he clearly missed him and ended up rolling on the ground a few times before getting back to his feet. Snorting in annoyance, he gave up the ground pursuit and took to the air, making sweeps back and forth over the tall grass. However he was quick to realize he still could not see the prey from up here.
Damn it all...invisibility? Peh...
Inhaling the air around him deeply, he was still able to pick up the scent quite easily, but despite what his nose was pointing out to him, he still couldn't see what he was chasing after. Worse still, the Hunger was roiling. It had been some time since he'd last fed, and he was really craving some tender liver right about now.
Goliathus, however, was never one to give up, something this elusive vampire would learn the very hard way. More determined than ever, the winged creature surged forward and kept following the scent, which was the only way he could tell at least the general direction it was going.
Trailing behind, a similar winged creature of a much shorter stature peered through her hiding place, taking in all she was seeing through dark blue orbs. She too had been following the vampire, although her goal was to remain unseen...to be as sneaky as a stalking lioness. Behind her, yet another, even smaller winged grey form lie crouched closely to the ground, making eager noises, and scuffing the ground with one clawed foot.
"Are we gonna eat soon?"
Shhh! Shut up, Solarus. Don't talk out loud.
But I'm hungry!
Yeah, what else is new? Dad told us to stay out of sight.
Did he kill the vampire yet?
No!
Well, when he does...I get first dibs on the good parts!
Navi turned, glaring at her brother. Then she heard a noise and ducked away with him deeper into the grass.
The chase was starting to get on Goliathus' nerves. He had no choice but to land and continue on foot when the vampire made its way into some thick forest, too thick to fly around in.
Clever...
He glanced once behind him, making a strange guttural noise.
He waited a few moments, hearing the small responses mentally.
Satisfied he climbed a tree and sniffed the air once more. Yes, the scent was still strong, in fact, it appeared the vampire had stopped moving.
His dark grey eyes darted back and forth but still no sight of it.
Coward. Come out...come play with me...
Grinning wickedly he jumped down from the tree and heard a startled sound. He must have landed very close to it. Straining his ears he realized he could also make out what sounded like breathing but obviously the vampire was trying hard to remain unseen to the heradus.
He was about to take a step forward, and then, hearing a twig snap, snarled and leapt forward again, this time hitting what seemed like a wall of solid air. A loud, angry scream filled the forest but just as Goliathus thought he had the vampire's location figured out, he heard it running off again.
Now, he was really getting pissed. Fishing around in a pocket of his duster he found one of his iron-tipped shurikens and ran off after it. Though it was a blind shot he let the shuriken fly directly in front of him. The weapon spun viciously as if just as determined as its maker to hit its mark, but only managed to slice through air as it finally found a resting spot lodged in a small tree.
Snarling again Goliathus dislodged it from the tree as he ran past, and tried listening for the smallest sound which might give the location away. He slowly came to a stop, as it seemed everything had gone quiet and even the birds had ceased their song. Looking around he could only see swaying treetops and the sun barely peaking out through the cloud-covered sky. Had it gotten away?
Goliathus sucked in the air furiously but it had seemed the scent had suddenly disappeared.
Teleported? DAMN...
What else could have happened? If it was there, he would have still smelled it.
He felt a tingling in his head suddenly, a new, odd sort of sensation that almost made him feel like he needed to scratch the inside of his brain to get rid of an itch.
This was Navi, whose mental sendings had been a challenge to get used to.
Daddy? You stopped.
I think I lost him.
What?
I can not smell that blasted vampire anymore...
Solarus says he can!
What?
He still smells him!
Where?
Behind him!
Goliathus whipped around quickly, kicking up wet clumps of dirt as he did so, and hastily heading in their direction. As he neared his two small children he saw what almost looked like waving smoke directly behind them, and realized the vampire was on the verge of attacking them.
Baring his shark-like teeth, he once again let the shuriken spin forward, and just before a materialized arm and hand found its way around the younger one's neck, the shuriken struck and a loud scream once again filled the air.
Now unable to keep its spell of invisibility in tact, Goliathus finally saw what he had been chasing. The vampire was male and rather tall and built, which explained how it had managed to keep ahead of its pursuer. With furious eyes it was trying to dislodge the shuriken from its chest, and the iron was doing its work, although not as effectively as Goliathus had hoped.
Giving up on removing the weapon the vampire tried to turn and run, but was rather surprised to feel a small weight land squarely upon his back.
Solarus, NO!
Reaching behind him the vampire tried to grab the small heradus that was tearing into his back with claws and tiny teeth, but Solarus jumped off when he heard his father's voice.
Determined to squash the little brat, the vampire picked up a huge rock and spun around, ready to bludgeon him to death. He never did get the chance, as he heard a whistling sound and felt yet another shuriken lodge into his neck. Dropping the rock near his feet, he slumped to the ground as more of his energy drained right out of him.
The now weakened vampire was unable to get up and glared at all of them, still desperately trying in vain to remove the two shurikens that refused to budge.
Can we eat him now?
The vampire looked suddenly horrified as he looked at the yellow-orange eyes which were fixated on him. Tiny as he was, this little heradus was no less frightening in its ultimate motives than his father who had so relentlessly pursued him.
Being eaten alive wasn't exactly a pleasant thought, no matter what the size of the predator. Fear surged through the vampire as he realized his only escape was to remove the cursed weapons. Blood began to run down the vampire's neck and pool on the ground as he yanked harder and harder at the shuriken.
You did not listen, Solarus...
The little one hunkered down, staring at the ground.
Sorry...just trying to help.
You have to admit that was pretty brave though!
Navi elbowed her brother, who flashed a grin at her.
Brave, but foolish. You are not yet old enough to take on vampires by yourself.
Solarus only whimpered, as he did not like to know that his father was unhappy with him.
Goliathus knelt by the vampire, chuckling at his fruitless plight to try and remove his weapons, and watched him in amusement for a while.
Still, I will give you some points for bravery. Your sister is right about that. Now, finish him off.
Me?
Me?
Laughing, Goliathus stood up, and using one clawed foot, wrapped it tightly around the vampire's neck, holding him down to the ground. The grip was so tight that the shuriken was lodged further in his neck, causing him to sputter and blood to seep from the corners of his mouth.
Either of you. It does not matter.
The two siblings looked at each other for a moment, and then it was Navi who scrambled onto the prey. Using her claws she raked at the flesh, creating deep rivets which started to bleed profusely. The vampire's resulting screams did not cause any of them to even flinch.
If you were by yourself, that would hardly be effective. A nice method to cause pain, but little else. Cease his screaming.
Goliathus removed his foot and Solarus jumped for the neck. The vampire was unable to scream any further as his throat was crushed in the tiny but powerful jaws. Flailing he grabbed him by the wing and tried to pull him off, but Solarus only bit down harder.
Navi finally succeeded in opening up the abdomen, as intestines began to fall out and pile up in a steaming mass on the ground. Pausing for only a moment, she blinked a few times before grabbing one of the long coils and starting to chew on it slowly.
The scent of the fresh meat caused Goliathus to growl slightly and seeing that his son was doing well in keeping the vampire subdued, he knelt down by his daughter and started viciously pulling out other organs until the cavity was empty.
By this time, the vampire was barely moving.
Hey! Save some for me!
You can let go now, stupid.
Oh...
Solarus pried his mouth off the vampire's neck and eagerly crawled over to his father, who ripped off a large piece of the liver with his teeth and handed it to his son.
Ha ha, got the good part!
Navi just rolled her eyes and delicately continued her own meal, eating much more slowly than the other two.
Goliathus grinned, trying to suppress a chuckle.
She will get the heart, though.
What? No fair!
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Back at the Atrium, Goliathus washed up, cleaning the thick blood off his claws and out of his hair before turning the shower off and filling the tub for his children. Navi got cleaned up with no problems, while her younger brother screamed bloody murder and whined until his bath was finally over with. Goliathus did not understand his son's aversion to water, but then again he also knew that children will be children, no matter what species they happen to be.
As he went to his easel to start another painting, he watched them quietly for a moment. His daughter Navius had a slender form with dark blue skin, shining blue eyes, and dark brown hair that was already down to her shoulders. At six years, she was incredibly mature for her age, just like a little lady, and had great intuition. She was very protective of her younger brother, and also extremely obedient. There were very few things she complained about. She was, however, somewhat timid, and unsure of herself at times, as well as being overly attached to her father and lacking independence.
Solarus was nearly her opposite. He was stronger and light grey, with yellow-orange eyes, and white hair. At almost five years old he was still smarter than any normal child his age, but he was bold and practically fearless. He had boundless energy and was far more heradus than human. With a hunger that matched his father's, he was more than eager to join him on hunts and was driven by his goals.
Solarus had trouble listening and could be a handful, but he had an irresistible charm about him as well.
Goliathus grinned, swelling with pride. It was truly odd, how only less than ten years ago, this would have all seemed impossible...a dream never turned reality.
But then she came...his love...his Ami...
He heard her voice then, as she came into the Atrium, clanking the heavy door behind her.
"Momma!" Solarus practically dived off the platform he had been climbing on, swooping into her arms.
"How's my little boy?" Ami cooed, nuzzling into his face and causing her son to giggle. She was soon also greeted by her daughter, and hugged the two of them tightly.
But just as soon as they had greeted her, they ran off, eager to play. Navi screeched as her brother chased her up a ladder to a higher level.
Well, hello.
Ami pried her eyes from her children to see Goliathus had silently moved to her side. Because he was so close she breathed in the scent of the natural odors he carried, from the leathery smell of the duster to the earthen scents his skin held. For one moment, it completely intoxicated her. Reaching her arms around his muscular chest, she hugged him tightly.
Goliathus purred slightly, snuffing at her hair. Gawd, but how she loved to be smelled by him, strange as that fact might be to anyone else. As if reading her thoughts he moved his nose down to her mouth, inhaling her own breaths deeply.
Goliathus...stop that.
Hmm? He chuckled, stepping back.
Is everything well?
Yes...but I'm more curious about your day. How did that go?
Rather challenging, but I thoroughly enjoy a challenge.
Did the little ones do all right?
Oh yes. They are learning fast. Solarus, however, needs to listen better.
Well as long as you're around, he'll be all right.
He smirked, eyes still half-closed as he took in her scents which were clearly starting to get to his liking.
Such confidence in me.
Well of course I have confidence in you...
Ami blinked as she noticed Goliathus' eyes were wandering downwards.
Ah-HEM.
Hm? He looked at her as if snapping out of a trance.
Not with the kids around, you.
So send them to bed.
Uh, ME? YOU can send them to bed. They would love to have daddy tuck them in, ya know. And read a bed-time story while you're at it.
He snorted. Bed-time story?
Yeah! Why not? Ami tried hard not to laugh, as she called Navi and Solarus over.
"All right you two, hit the sheets."
"Aw, but mom...can't we stay up and watch horror movies with dad?"
"Uh, what?" She turned to question Goliathus but he had quickly turned around and pretended to be fiddling with one of his spring-loaded daggers.
"Uh..no..but he'll read you a story!"
"Really?"
"Yep! Now go, go!"
As the two of them scrambled up the ladders to the highest ledge where their "room" temporarily was, Goliathus gave Ami a look before he unfurled his wings to ascend to the top. Before he leapt though, she tapped him on the shoulder.
Horror movies?
Grinning his toothy grin, he only shrugged before flapping a single time and landing on the top ledge.
/
The children had been asleep in their bunk bed for several hours as Ami still found herself awake and going over her journals. Goliathus needed very few psychiatric sessions anymore, but she still felt he needed to go through them from time to time. Although he had much improved, there were still a lot of barriers to bring down.
He seemed most responsive, for whatever reason, in the early hours of the morning.
Ami was already in the midst of a session and sipping on hot tea while Goliathus lie sprawled out on her couch and watching the ceiling fan above spin around and around.
Are you fascinated by that thing or what?
It helps me to think.
Oh? Does it? Okay then. Grinning, she took another sip of tea.
So, you felt a bit worried on this hunt? You didn't tell me that before, Gollie.
It is because every time I turn around or even blink, a vampire has a new talent. I am wondering how long will I be able to keep up with them.
New talent? That was a bit worrying.
Yes, invisibility, or being able to cover their scent for short periods. They are learning more about me, and in doing so, are trying to devise new ways to fool me.
Oh, but you'll find a way to beat them at their game. You always do.
You have too much confidence in me, love.
You're a heradus, and the most powerful one that ever existed. That's not confidence, that's just assurance. She grinned.
Maybe so, but I am only one heradus. And there is another who will be a problem in about another five years.
Ami's face fell...Dinarius. She sighed, her thoughts wandering back to the day they had their forbidden moment of crazed lovemaking, and the guilt she felt afterwards. It wasn't as if she blamed Dinarius entirely either, it was also her own fault. Even after five years, she still regretted it. The way she loved Goliathus made it seem impossible that she would ever do such a thing to betray him. And then even after all that, he disappears, gets captured by the vampires...and...now...
Goliathus had been staring at Ami, reading into some of her thoughts.
I still have not found him.
You have to find him...the first thing we're going to do with him is put him in the Atrium...just as I did with you. He's going to need serious help when that time comes.
He carries no scent of his own... I will have to just keep searching the forests until I find him. And they are vast...
I know, I know...
Ami sighed. Despite the very serious reality of the situation, she didn't want to think about it. There were still five years to go anyway.
Getting up from her chair Ami slowly moved over to the couch and sat next to him by his feet.
You've always been an incredible challenge, Goliathus. But I have refused to quit on you and I still won't...that means I won't quit on Dinarius either. I will help him, no matter what it takes. Just tell me, that I have your support in this.
Of course you do. You have my support in anything.
She smiled warmly at him, running her fingers along the sharp talons on his left foot. And as usual, the atmosphere between them changed quickly.
Can you explain to me how even your feet are sexy?
He grinned wide and sat up, hovering close to her face again.
No, no more perhaps than I can explain why your breath arouses me...
Well, you're a smell-freak, we all know that. She giggled, tugging at the long ponytail that hung in white wispy strands down his back.
Goliathus, really. I can't explain at all this attraction to you. I never will, either.
Some things do not need explaining.
Eyes half-closed again he was breathing in all of her luscious scents...the sweat starting to form on her body, the hot moisture on her breath, and the definite musky scent that told him her body was reacting to the caress of his sharp nails on her neck.
You are too easy... His classic grin caused her to chuckle at him.
Just shut up...and take me...
His eyes widened briefly but in a flash he was hastily removing her clothes (and neither of them caring if they tore) and admiring her naked body as he continued to breath her in.
That seriously turns me on.
Hm?
He hee...
You smell wonderful.
So do you. I can kind of understand what you mean because well, you always smell like earth and leather...and for some weird reason...I can't get enough of that.
He flashed her a smile and trailed a nail from her breast to her navel, then used his tongue to follow the same path.
Ung! You're gonna torture me, aren't you?
It is a talent of mine. He smirked, as he started to lick her all over. Every time he hit a particularly sensitive spot, such as around her navel or on her nipple, she shuddered and moaned. This won victorious looks from Goliathus, who found himself drawn to the increasing heat between her legs.
Even though she invited him there by spreading her legs apart, he purposefully avoided her swollen labia and licked her everywhere around it.
Not fair...you bastard...
Snickering he continued to tease her, although his own game was difficult to play, considering he wanted nothing more than to taste her over and over again.
Moaning Ami reached around his back with both hands, tangling her fingers in his hair and bucking her hips toward his own. His growls vibrated against her chest as he was tempted to impale her right then and there, but he had one mission to accomplish first. Sliding downwards again he continued to lick at her sweat-covered skin until she was begging him to stop teasing her.
Finally running his tongue over her eager clitoris she bucked her hips toward his face and moaned loudly. Goliathus continued to feed off of her scent as he licked her, tasting and smelling her at the same time.
Ah...fuck me...now...!
Goliathus was only all to happy to oblige as he straddled her.
Daddy?
At first, Goliathus ignored the tingling in his head. Or at least tried to.
Daddy?
Ami blinked as she noticed Goliathus turning his head to look towards the Atrium.
Uh...stopping is not good. No it isn't. Horny woman here. Yes, very horny.
Daddy?
Yes, Navi.
Solarus woke me up.
Why?
He's crying. Says he's hungry.
Snorting in defeat, Goliathus moved off of Ami.
Sorry love, but the children are calling.
What? NOW?
Yes...
Ah...crap.
The Hunger has woken Solarus again.
Oh...damn.
Despite her body's protests Ami got up, putting back on her jeans (even though one leg was torn) and buttoning the fly. She threw on her shirt and headed to the kitchen with Goliathus following.
I thought he was over that...it hasn't happened in a while! Ami hurried to grab some meat out one of the refrigerators and warm it over a pot of water.
Apparently not... hmmm, smells good.
You want some too?
You are asking me that question?
She elbowed him. Yeah okay, I'll put some extra in there.
Do not worry love, we can always play later. He winked at her.
*sigh* Yeah, I know...
A short time later, Solarus was finally calmed down and had fallen asleep after being tucked back into his bed. Ami was always worried about her son more than Navius, but she tried not to let it show to them. Interestingly enough, however, Goliathus had suggested that like human children, he could be going through a "stage" or something akin to a "childhood ailment" that he would eventually outgrow...or at the very least, learn to overcome. That assurance had always comforted her, knowing that Solarus was indeed very strong-willed.
Ami still had the remaining pieces of meat she had saved for Goliathus in the bucket as she followed him into the Observatory, the highest room of the entire Atrium. What was really satisfying about the room was that no noise that was going inside could be heard outside. It had been designed that way so that the scientists, psychiatrists, and other observers who had once worked with the amazing heradus could watch and study him without being heard or seen, since the window was also a one-way.
As the door opened and the two wandered in, Goliathus gazed at the bare white walls with a snort of utter distaste.
There is a severe lack of art on these walls.
Ami chuckled and grinned at him. It was never meant to be anything but a place to stand around and observe. But...you could change that. Feel free to scribble on the walls if you want to.
Scribble? He sneered at her.
Laughing, she shook her head at him. Will you please learn to stop taking everything so literally, Goliathus? Please, dear.
Hmph.
Your art is not TRULY scribble, anything but. It's just one of those confusing human expressions that you can never seem to grasp.
Ah...I see.
You're not really offended, are you?
No... He grinned quite purposefully, taking a few determined steps towards her, then his nose drew him instantly towards the bucket she had placed on the one, plain white table standing in the middle of the room.
All yours! Ami assured as she sat on the one, (yes,plain white) couch that was in front of the table and facing the huge pane of glass. Down below she could see the entire, vast Atrium. She raised her brows a bit when she realized for the first time that from up here, it really did look like one giant bird-cage. The thought of Goliathus flitting around the place like a bird caused her to have to suppress a chuckle with her hand to her mouth. Thankfully, he didn't catch onto her thought.
His deep, raspy voice once again entered her mind and this time, she could literally feel the words caressing her entire body like sensuous fingers.
These sensations, they were so odd, but she was starting to realize that Goliathus could send feelings as well as words to her and it wasn't just her imagination. Telepathic...and empathic. What an incredible creature he was. Even after all this time, he still amazed her, time and time again.
I would very much like to consume what is there in that bucket...but I like it better when you feed me.
His words were so sultry, so hushed, that Ami felt a delightful shudder seep through her spine. Her body quickly remembered the feelings from their very recent near-union and she gazed up at him, eager to continue it.
Oh really?
Hmmm... he nodded, stepping over to the couch and joining her there. She got the bucket and brought it close, and she grinned mischievously as she also remembered how much Goliathus seemed to love to tease her lately, when it came to their love play. Ha...well then she would do the teasing this time.
Reaching in, she was sure to bring out only a very small piece and reach it up to his lips. Goliathus grunted, obviously, he had mixed feelings on this, but knowing Ami was always as creative as he was, he just went with it. The sight of him using the very tip of his tongue to grab a tiny morsel of meat that was barely the size of one of his teeth was so amusing to Ami that she burst out laughing outright. The heradus wasn't sure what to feel himself, but, he grinned in spite of himself. Her laughter was contagious anyhow.
I can't possibly tease you properly. It just doesn't work.
Thinking a long while, Goliathus finally answered her while eying the bucket the entire time.
It is a good way to practice self-control, though.
Ami's eyes widened, as she realized he was right. The thought that crossed her mind next made her worry about herself and her own way of thinking...but in the past, teaching Goliathus resistance had always been tough. The hunger he felt, being as strong as it was nearly every hour of his waking existence, had always been one of the biggest challenges. During previous tests the heradus had succeeded in no more than forty-five minutes to not eat what was directly in front of him, but with much wailing, scratching, snarling, and whatever else he could do to ensure everyone in the room and up in the Observatory knew his anger.
Perhaps, now...with this new idea...she had discovered a way to teach him self-control.
Ami had become so engrossed in her own thoughts that Goliathus was now no longer paying attention to the bucket but blinking at her with slight concern.
I must have said something interesting?
She snapped herself out of it and smiled at him.
Hm, yes you did all right. I've got an idea.
Very curious now, he simply watched her as she started to undress, slowly, making sure he was observing.
Goliathus felt the all too familiar ache in his lions and his most primal instincts told him to just jump on her and hump her like a wild rabbit, but he jerked his head and reminded himself that he was not some kind of wild animal.
When she was completely naked, Ami curled her finger at him and he helplessly moved closer to her, once again breathing deep the scents that were so well-ingrained into his mind.
But, with a shocked look of alarm, he watched in an almost surprised stupor as she reached into the bucket, scooped up a handful of the blood, and began to smear it on her body, mostly on her chest. The scents were now mingled and confusing, causing Goliathus to take one step back from her.
What was she doing?
Ami continued, doing the same on her arms and legs, before seeming satisfied with her task and clanking the bucket from the table to the floor, where she kept it purposefully away from him.
Okay now...we can continue what we were doing, before we got interrupted.
She smirked at him, but Goliathus still eyed her, dumbfounded.
To his eyes, she very much reminded him of wounded prey.
It disturbed as well as fascinated him.
He was hungry now, did she not see this? The fact that she looked far more appetizing than she should was causing the heradus to fidget uncomfortably and part of him wanted to leave the room.
What are you doing to me?
When you said something about self-control, and idea sprang to my head. I'm going to teach you a little more about it. You have many barriers yet to break down with that issue.
But...you are going to use your own body to tempt me? He snorted, shaking his head and actually looking away from her.
There was a long moment of silence.
Goliathus.
He looked at her reluctantly.
Do you really want to harm me, to eat me?
NO! He growled, furious at such a thought.
Then I am the ONLY one who can truly teach you resistance, am I not?
He thought about, whirring the wheels in his brain, and finally came to the conclusion that she was indeed right. The thought of harming her was more horrific than the thought of harming any other single human being, so much so that his body shook in response. He knew she was right...Ami was always right.
And she also knew that sometimes it took dramatic, and even disturbing ways to try and help him.
Of course, it was also dangerous. So dangerous, that Goliathus thought that maybe she had gone crazy. And all because of his influence on her. He was sure of it. It was all his fault.
Still, he stepped towards her slowly and with much hesitation. Her naked body was pure seduction, he did want to engage with her in as much lusty sex as possible, that was never one pleasantry he ever grew bored with.
But...to be covered in the blood of his food? A diet which he had only recently begun to accept as opposed to what he had eaten for a thousand years beforehand? This was madness...and yet...he found himself extremely aroused, moreso than normal.
He wanted this, and yet he didn't trust himself.
I...can not...this-
Yes, you can. Now, come over here, it's all right.
But...the Hunger...right now it is not quiet. It is strong. Dangerously so.
Gollie...stop doubting yourself. Please come over here.
He kept looking at her sadly, although he still neared her step by step.
I do not want to hurt you, we have everything, from what you have accomplished with me to our children. I do not want to see that I am as I have always believed, a weak and pitiful being, ruled by such primal, carnal instincts. If I harm you, Ami...I will never-
STOP. Do you hear me? Just stop it now.
She tried to change the mood, grinning sweetly at him.
You said you like to be hand-fed...and very often, you don't end up biting my fingers off in the process, right? That's a little bit of self-control...of resistance...right there. So you can do this. You really can.
Finally, he was right next to her again. Instantly the scent of the blood on her was causing him to drool slightly from the hunger pangs, but for the moment, he was in control.
Ami reached forward, bringing her arms around him and pulling him closer as she led him down onto the couch.
Goliathus found himself greedily licking the blood off of her in savage thrusts of his tongue. He had come to the conclusion that the faster he could get it off of her, the less she would smell like a piece of juicy meat ready for a feast.
Ami, unknowing to his thoughts, moaned at the rough handling. His hands were gripping her tightly and fingers flexing, much as he often treated something he was smelling with fierce determination to try and figure out what was going to go down his gullet. It was frightening, purely so, but also incredibly arousing and Ami was already sacrificing herself completely to all of his demands.
After licking off the blood from one breast, he moved to the other, growling dangerously. Ami, trying to keep things from getting too out of hand, stroked the back of his spiny head and down his back, and he shuddered in response, ceasing his rough bath upon her reddening skin.
I like that tongue better in other places.
He blinked almost stupidly, before coherent thought returned and he instantly went to her dripping wet womanhood, lapping up every drop her body offered with whining, grunting noises. He was literally trying to calm his hunger with her nectar, and finding it only made it worse. Still, the control was there, or at least for the moment.
Ami bucked her hips hard as a very powerful orgasm struck her, seeming to feed off of the primal manner in which he was owning her body. Still, she continued to caress and stroke his leathery skin through her loud, panting moaning, as sweat trickled down her face and her heart beat roughly in her chest.
Goliathus howled quite loudly (and Ami hoped that even the sound-proofed room was enough to block it) and thrust himself harshly into her. He leaned down to continue to lick at the blood on her left side, and as he did so, he pounded even harder into her.
At this point, Ami was growing uncomfortable, he was being too rough with her...and yet she didn't stop him. In the back of her mind she thought for sure that her nether regions were going to be badly bruised after this encounter, but, any pain was worth it if it meant helping Goliathus overcome his difficult challenges.
If she didn't do this, he never would learn, and the cycles of his damaged mind would never cease.
With both pain and pleasure exploding at her senses, Ami both moaned and struggled not to scream, until finally, Goliathus reached his own orgasm, shrieking out his unearthly scream, and then suddenly leapt away from her, snarling like an enraged lion.
It was a good thing the room was mostly bare, for this gave the heradus little chance of throwing potentially lethal objects around. But the walls did not fare well as they suffered deep rivets from slicing claws, and the table was shattered into pieces. Goliathus would trash the room to dust, before he harmed the one human with him in the room.
That one human started to be haunted by a very dark and serious question. Had the demon truly left him at all?
Goliathus had told her, five years ago when Dinarius disappeared, that the demon had seemed to "leave him". He said he had felt empty, like a void.
But this sudden, scary outburst was much like the old days in this Facility, when a few people had even managed to lose their lives to the creature they were trying to help.
Ami thought of Dr. Leyden, and frowned. But, she thought it might be good ammo to use on Goliathus.
Hey...you need to get it under control now. It's all right, Goliathus.
He seemed to calm almost immediately. Eyes still wide, he was leaning against the wall and gripping into it with his claws, but he fought hard to bring his breathing to a more normal level.
You remember Dr. Leyden? That nice old lady who managed to befriend you?
He whimpered. Yes. I do.
Good. Then you know you need to calm down. Because she's an example of what happens if you don't.
Goliathus whirled on her, angry. YOU did this to me! You covered yourself in the blood of animals and caused me to lose myself!
No, you didn't lose yourself!
Yes, I did! This room is trashed now...
But did you hurt me?
No...I did not...but... He sank to the floor, blinking.
Your temper got out of hand. But not YOU. You did not harm anything but inanimate objects...which doesn't count, of course. And you did all that, Gollie...with your hunger at a strong level!
Peh...you see this as progress?
Yes!
He scrunched his face, confused, but the look in his eyes had changed so much that Ami knew he was back to normal...well...whatever normal was.
I'm so proud of you.
Goliathus felt a flutter of pride in his heart, but he still had such great doubt in himself that he only snorted at her praise.
You praise me even if I speak one single word. He smirked.
That's because no matter how small, a victory is a victory. Can't you see that? And with you, it will take many of these small steps. No one can expect it to be gone from you like an illness that passes with time. As I said before, you're a challenge. And when I say I will never give up on you, I mean it.
After several minutes of silence between them, he cocked his head towards the bucket.
I think that for putting me through this, I deserve something special.
Ami snickered. Special? Like what?
He thought a long moment, then his eyes widened in eagerness.
A nice fat swine. Very fresh...in fact, bring it to me alive. And... he hesitated for a long moment ...bacon.
Bacon? You don't like cooked meat, I thought?
It has a nice salty crunch. I liked it more than I thought.
But when did you try that? Ami's look was incredulous.
Stole some of your breakfast one morning.
Ami allowed the growing snickers to form into bellowing laughter, as she sank to the floor, joining him on the opposite side of the room.
The whole thing was so ludicrous, that neither of them could resist being amused by it.
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Ami had fulfilled Goliathus' request, later in the day she brought him a squealing hulk of an animal that came in the form of a pot-bellied pig. Goliathus watched intently, he had not been fed a live animal in quite some time. In the past, such kinds of feedings caused Ami to receive lots of disapproving looks. But Goliathus was a predator, and she never felt it was wrong for a predator to kill live prey, besides, enough of that happened daily in the wild.
For whatever reason, the heradus was particularly fond of the meat of pigs, and after some curious questions, she learned from him that it might be because his mother had often fed him that animal when he was a child.
You want it slaughtered here and Julie will bring you the buckets?
No! Bring it in here, I will kill it.
Uh, you sure about that?
Yes...
*sigh* You do realize this smelly animal has been causing my ears to bleed with its squealing? Pigs HATE to be handled...
Please love, just this one little favor. Having purposefully sugar-coated his words with sultry charm, Ami rolled her eyes and had Julie heave the animal into the elevator, up the top floor, and finally, with the beast squealing angrily and sliding around helplessly on the smooth floors, was pushed inside the Atrium and the metal door clanked behind it.
As they walked away, Ami could hear Goliathus chasing the animal around as its frantic cries reverberated throughout the Atrium, and she knew why. He had a desperate need to be particularly savage after his last experience, and it was why he had requested the live meal.
Eventually, the animal was quieted, and using one of his favorite daggers, he sliced open the pig's midsection, watching in anticipation for the organs to spill out, then stuffing his mouth greedily with handfuls of liver and spleen.
He did not cease until the entire animal was consumed, save for its skin and bones. Once finished, he set to the task of cleaning up the mess, tossing all the remains into the trash compactor bin and using wet towels to mop up the blood that was everywhere.
After several hours, as if nothing happened, he went back to his favorite ledge, and set back to work on his latest artistic project. No longer interested in bones and other odd objects for his weapons, he had learned well how to use metal, iron, soldering tools, springs, broken weapons (which he could repair and make pretty using his own designs) and other various non-organic materials for his latest arsenal.
Lighting growling in satisfaction with a nice full stomach, he set to work on his latest home-made creation. A bow and arrow, laced with intricate designs of vampires running with horrified expressions while they were chased by three forms...a large winged creature with two smaller ones.
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End Chapter 22.
Geez that chapter was long. My hands and butt are numb here. I may be trying to wrap this story up soon with the next few chapters, as I aim to finally get into the third installment. I'm looking to get someone to draw Goliathus and his children, based on what they've read in the story. Use a little of your own imagination if you like. As a reward, perhaps I'll write a chosen scene of your own, an idea for the story? Or maybe something else? Can't draw, so it will have to be written. Any takers out there?