AH hahahahaha! Oh no my dear guest, that is NOT the end x) I have plenty more in store for you all. . . .This is another tender situation between our favorite villian and my alter ego. Ooops did I say alter ego? I meant character ;) Surprise character to come! Enjoy. . .

Rather quickly, Arielle's favorite holiday was upon them; Halloween. As she hurried about her room putting the finishing touches on her costume, an outfit that consisted of a short dress, if that. Fur everywhere, a furry hat with a couple of small horns on top, and fur trimmed lace up boots, fishnet stocking snaked up her smooth legs. She strutted around the room, oblivious to how The Kurgan stared at her.

"What are you supposed to be pretty?" He asked while she pulled up the fur covered elbow gloves.

She adjusted her dress, which ended only a few inches passed her buttocks, and her hat. She didn't even glance at The Kurgan while she did so, "A Viking," she said. She turned in his direction and threw him an irresistible pose, blowing a kiss and lowering her black lined eye lids. He looked at her incredulously. "What do you think of it?"

He looked her up and down while leaning back on his hands on her bed. "You don't look anything like any Viking I met," he said, his voice low and strained. It physically hurt his head to stare at her in those scraps of clothes and not be able to do anything about it.

"Well," she said, straightening up and turning back towards the mirror above her dresser. "It's not exactly what a Viking woman may have looked liked. It's called 'Sexy Female Viking' if you must know. I could have gotten two pieces set but I don't think you'd be able to handle it." She smirked.

His eyebrows formed into a dark scowl, "Watch it woman. . .," he growled.

She looked at him in the mirror, "Why?" as soon as the word left her mouth she regretted it.

In an instant the giant swooped up from her bed and was towering behind her. She looked back at him and he studied her face with a silent stare. She had lined her eyes with black and had light red lips. One of his hands shot out and wrapped around her middle, the other grabbed her ass cheek and squeezed, earning him a gasp of surprise from her. It was his turn to smirk as he watched her try and contain her emotions.

The movement made her fall forward and she grabbed the edge of her dresser. She found herself pressing her ass against his crotch and what she felt there made her cheeks blossom with red. He chuckled and began rocking back and forth against her.

"That's why pretty," he had leaned in close and whispered into her ear.

She looked back at him defiantly for a moment and then then turned her head to the side and sighed, it was her way of saying he won. She pressed back against him and he moved out of her way. She quickly stepped to the side and straightened her costume.

"Someday soon Arielle. You'll see," he said as she crossed her arms.

When she heard that her eyes snapped back to him and something in them darkened. She walked over to him and with one hand slapped him sharply against the cheek. She stepped back from him and watched as he slowly turned his head back around to face her. She could see the anger building up on his face Her skin paled as she watched him slowly rise to his full height and looked back at her with a terrible expression that made the hair rise on the back of her neck in fear.

She began walking backwards as a scream of rage started building in his throat and he lunged forward to grab her. She closed her eyes with her back rigid and her arms pressed against her side as she tried to block out the horror.

"No, no NO!" she shouted.

The Kurgan attempted to scoop her up in his arms but when she screamed the word "no" he fell right through her. He twisted around on the ground and looked back at her, his deathly expression suddenly turned into one of dark humor.

He grinned and laughed, "I'm a patient man, I can play your game pretty."

She opened her eyes and turned around to look at him. "Can we go now?" she asked, her voice was as calm as she could manage.

With his laugh loud and echoing through the house he, The Kurgan stood up, "But of course."

He offered her his arm, which she took carefully and walked out of the house. Once she crossed her doorstep she let go of him and made her way to her car. She drove up the coast a ways to the next beach over where the cliff sides over the beach had a camp ground. Arielle drove to a far end and arrived at a small alcove where other people were dressed up as well.

"What kind of gathering is this my mistress?" The Kurgan asked as he eyed the party goers.

Arielle took one last look in the rear view mirror before she looked back at him to explain, "It's a Halloween party. A friend of mine has one every now and then at this spot. Not many people come because its only a few close friends, still makes a good party though." She grabbed a plastic battle axe from her back seat and stepped out of the car, her partner invisible beside her.

As soon as she approached the party people got quiet and looked at her, The Kurgan watched them carefully. Most of the people around rushed over and wrapped their arms around her. He realized that Arielle hadn't been getting out of her house besides work since he arrived so this outing must have been important to everyone. The people offered kind words and asked her how she was, she replied that she was dealing with it. What "it" was The Kurgan wanted to know.

When he looked into her head he didn't find anything, it seemed that she was throwing her mental energy at protecting whatever it was that people were concerned about. He guessed it had something to do with her brother, something she told the young man at the store a couple months before. The same man she spoke to over the phone once a week with. He knew that the man had died and the event nearly destroyed her, he could tell from how she could cry late at night sometimes or how she never spoke about her family.

"That must be why I'm here," he thought to himself while he watched his woman mingle with friends. "It's too much for her to bear so her mind brought me to distract her."

He watched how she laughed with the others and drank with them. If he didn't know any better he'd guess she wasn't hiding anything, she looked happy. On the inside, though, he knew her heart was broken. He wanted to know why but he knew that getting this out of her would require more work. His plan of getting in her bed would also lead to him knowing why he was there in the first place.

Close to three in the morning Arielle stumbled back to her 1991 Lumina. The other guests were also leaving about this time so getting out of campground was slow going. Once out she drove slowly through her drunken haze and with the help of The Kurgan's guidance she made it home safely. She stumbled through her house and to her bed, there she tossed her hat to the side and began untying the corseted back of her mini dress. Once she could manage it she wriggled it over her head and tossed it with the hat. The Kurgan watched from his place by her vanity while she slowly stripped off her dress in front of him, it was as if she didn't even realize it.

She fell back onto the bed and sighed as she lifted her foot in the air and undid one boot, followed by the other. She dropped them with the rest of her clothes and lay on her back with only a thong, bra and fish net stockings covering her body. While she rested The Kurgan silently moved forward, his boots making dull thuds on the wood flooring. He undid his belt and set his sword carefully on the ground before crawling onto her bed to hover over her on his hands and knees. He leaned forward kiss her once on the lips.

After that he readied himself for bed by taking off his boots and then held her firmly against him. In the darkness and her drunken sleep he easily slid his hand down her body to inside her thong, she didn't stop him and didn't realize what he was doing. He didn't try very hard to repress a moan as he felt her body. He cupped her and kissed her neck as he rubbed his fingers against her, feeling his fingers come away wet. He groaned and wanted to feel inside of her but thought different and licked her neck.

When he felt himself get hard he moved his hand away from her and rolled over on his back. Staring at the ceiling. What he didn't realize is that Arielle hadn't fallen completely asleep yet. She let him touch her and welcomed it. When he groaned and pulled away she simply closed her eyes and finally fell asleep.

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