6/30/09

A/N: I know the whole name of 'Seeker's Stone' was kind of lame but I couldn't really think of anything else to put. Lets just mark it off as the illithid making itself feel more superior than the guys ok? I don't know if there's things like it in other places but I feel safe saying that in this particular incarnation it's mine.

Disclaimer: I do not own Drizzt and Co whatsoever and I never will. They are the property of Mr. Salvatore and I have no intentions of stealing them. Kitana, Hitori, the grandmother and anyone else you do not recognize are, or should be, mine unless you know them from some other place.

Warning: This story includes- Use of foul language, violent ideas, violence, sexual situations, inappropriate ideas, most likely inappropriate ideas and religion bashing- if you do not like any of these things I advise you to stop reading this right here so you don't get offended.

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Chapter Eight: Hunger

The room had been comfortably warm before, now it felt almost stifling. But that wasn't really surprising was it? Not with the way he had been fighting with himself in the last hour. Entreri let himself turn to look at the still sleeping Kitana. Jarlaxle had told him an hour ago and the report kept running through his mind, she wasn't seventeen. She wasn't seventeen.

But Jarlaxle hadn't told him how old she really was. What if she was younger? The thought caused him to shiver with disgust. He looked at her again, no she couldn't possibly be younger. Kitana was too well formed, too mature. Once again the assassin's gaze shifted over the slender body wrapped in his arms. Her long blonde hair was not braided anymore; she had forgotten to tie it off the previous night. Her pale neck looked perfectly kissable at the moment. Further down he could see the curve of her large breasts under her shirt, he wondered what they would feel like in his hands. Entreri slapped himself mentally once again. 'I have to stop thinking like this...'

Entreri chose to look himself over then. He knew that his breathing was a bit labored and he was covered in a thin sheen of sweat. His shirt was sticking uncomfortably to him. He knew Kitana probably wouldn't care if he took it off, so he did, moving a bit awkwardly. Entreri did not want her to wake up with him in his current state, he would have no way to explain himself to her again. As it was, the assassin still had not found a way to apologize to her about the kiss three days ago. Artemis knew that he would not be able to give her an honest apology.

As if in uncanny response, Kitana pressed closer to him when he lay back down behind her. Entreri couldn't help himself this time and let out a low moan. His hand slipped back to her waist and grasped it tightly, pressing himself into her. Artemis let himself give her neck a small kiss while he deeply inhaled her sweet scent. He trembled with more desire than he had felt in a long time. He ran a hand up one of her legs enjoying the soft, perfectly smooth skin. She sighed in her sleep, was she actually enjoying this? She sighed again and woke up.

"Artemis?" She whispered groggily. "What are you doing?"

"I..I..." Artemis stuttered for one of the few times in his life. How could he possibly tell her? But she was waiting for an answer and he was caught. He knew he couldn't lie to her. He swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to say something again but no sound came out.

"Artemis?" Kitana asked again, this time more awake. Why wasn't he answering? And why were they pressed so closely together? But she knew that answer already didn't she? It was the same reason he had kissed her a few days ago. Kitana carefully turned over in his arms to face him. Artemis tried not to look so embarrassed but it was fairly obvious at this point. She didn't keep their bodies separate, instead the young woman threw a leg around his waist and pressed herself back against him. Kitana's gaze never left Artemis'; it did not leave when she felt him clearly between her legs. Entreri complied with her movements and shifted on the couch so he was lying on his back, she wordlessly settled herself on top of him. The assassin closed his eyes and licked his lips. She gently touched his neck, running over it with her fingertips making him stir a little more. Kitana asked herself why he had so suddenly changed his mind. She continued to lie there with her head on his shoulder.

Artemis tried not to get too excited about Kitana lying there on top of him. He failed miserably. He felt too good with her legs around him, he couldn't take it anymore. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and pulled her up to his face to kiss her. Artemis became unaware that his hands wandered under her shirt, they slipped up her back revealing that she was not wearing a bra. He lifted her up a little to squeeze one of her bare breasts and pausing to give the nipple a small pinch. He drew his tongue out of her mouth and ran it over her lips letting out a deep purring sound. Kitana let out a delighted gasp at the new feeling, she ground herself into his hardened member. Liking the reaction she was getting, Kitana chose to see exactly what he felt like. She slid her hand between her legs to touch his erection making him moan softly again. He thrust himself up into her hand letting himself enjoy being touched.

"Do you want this?" he asked her huskily. His half-lidded eyes held the look of the deepest longing. When she kissed him, he got the message and pulled her shirt off. Artemis looked over her almost naked form hungrily, yes this was exactly what he wanted. He sat up with her on his lap and kissed her again, his lust clearly evident in the action. They switched places and her hands quickly found their way into his pants and started stroking him again, he freed himself and tossed the unwanted garment onto the floor with her shirt. Her eyes widened seeing him completely naked on top of her. His hand traveled slowly from the base of her neck to her waist teasing fingers gingerly played with the front of her thong. He pulled it down as though savoring every inch they were removed, it was simply tossed to the floor as well.

Kitana spread her legs invitingly under him as his eyes continued to wander. For a moment he stared hard into her face, he was arguing with himself again. It passed quickly and he positioned himself at her entrance, rubbing himself against the soft, wet folds. Kitana let out a little mewling sound, he was the first man in a while. She had no idea when exactly the last one had been but she knew that it had probably been years somehow. She liked that Artemis was going slow, he was telling her that he wasn't going to hurt her and that he wanted this to last as long as possible. She arched her back and started rubbing the small bundle of nerves at the top of her entrance, her legs twitched with the excitement of the feeling. Artemis smiled and thrust into her. Her hips bucked under him taking him in deeper. Her hands clung to his strong shoulders, pushing him down so he would have to work harder.

The two fell off of the couch in their vigor, Artemis landed himself under Kitana and chose to stay there. His hands hugged her hips as she rode him slowly at first then their movements once again became fast and hard. They came simultaneously and she collapsed on top of him panting hard. Artemis once again claimed her in his arms and kissed her. They fell asleep together on the floor.

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Day 234

Artemis made love to me last night and again this morning. He is sleeping right now. We went four times before he could no longer. I have never felt this way before and I find it extremely odd that I do now. I still feel that I know him from somewhere else but I still cannot place it. The other part of me does not care about that, his body is simply amazing and I cannot seem to get enough. He moves with such an easy confidence even though I can tell that he does not indulge in such pleasures often. The first time this morning we did it on the floor like last night. I don't recall ever not having to fight to be on top, I don't recall any men I have ever been with either. Not that it even matters. I could tell that he was slightly hesitant to have me on top of him, for a while he looked haunted like I was going to try to kill him or something. Maybe someone tried to like that...

The second time we were in the kitchen. Apparently he wanted a breakfast treat. I was half way through cracking the eggs when he bent me over the counter. I can barely believe that I haven't been properly dressed all day. I just threw my shirt on before we went downstairs. The third time we ended up under the dining room table, irony placed us in my grandmother's chair at first. We only realized it after.

I'm still wondering why he changed his mind so fast. I watched him fight with himself for days after he kissed me the first time. Something must have shattered his resolution completely.

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Day 235

Three more times already and it's only noon. Artemis is asleep on the couch again. This makes two days of not being dressed all the way. I took a shower after we made love this morning, any clean scents have been completely lost at this point. The rug and couch smell like sex, not to mention me and Artemis. I like his scent though, musky but not dirty.

He got some kind of message from the others a little while ago. They'll be back tomorrow, and coincidently, so will the stupid bitch. It has been a quiet few days. She said that she would be gone for a week, either she got tired or the trip had to end early. I don't really care, I'm alone with Artemis right now. I wonder what we're going to do when the others come back though. We could still sleep together like we were before but we will not be able to touch each other. That might not be entirely a bad thing.....

Every time he touches me I can't stop staring at his neck. I'm not sure if he noticed. I feel the urge to bite him. I picture blood welling from a wound and myself licking it up. I've been craving blood for such a long time I have gotten used to it. But this is something entirely different, the hunger is so strong that a few times I actually thought I might bite him. I hope I don't. He's so gentle with me like no one else ever has been. He looks so cute when he's asleep too, I can't help but think that. There are none of the usual hatred lines on his face and no scowl. He's been mostly smiles in the last two days and it brings about an even more exotic beauty in his face.

But this craving. I can't get rid of it. I want to know what it is so I don't hurt him.

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The others returned the next afternoon as promised. Jarlaxle loudly expressed his delight at being back in Kitana's presence. Especially after being in the presence of illithids and other monsters. Kitana merely rolled her eyes at him then asked why they had left in the first place.

"Ah, yes. That." Jarlaxle replied mysteriously. "We went to do some research on you."

"On me?" Kitana asked honestly surprised. "Why would you want to know about me? And what do illithids have to do with it?"

Jarlaxle looked directly at her. His firm look told her that she might not like what she was about to hear, but also that he was not going to lie. "We wanted to know about you for the same reasons you do. At least in part. There are also certain people here that you have mentioned seeing in your dreams. They know your grandmother."

"But what people are you talking about?" she asked softly. She believed that she might already know.

"The men in the red robes."

Kitana nodded slowly and sat down. For some reason she found that she was not able to stand. Artemis sat calmly next to her watching Jarlaxle. "Who are they?" Kitana asked the mercenary leader.

"Wizards from Calimport." he answered sitting down across from her. "Would you like to hear what we found about you?" Kitana nodded eagerly even though she knew she might not be completely ready. "Your name is the same as it is now, the wizards did not change that when they put you here. From what we were able to get out of Hitori they poisoned you somehow in an attempt to either kill you or turn you human. Our illithid informant told us that the poison failed to do both and there is a way to return you to your rightful self."

"Why would Hitori tell you and not me?" she asked feeling more than a little betrayed.

"He is under an enchantment." Jarlaxle explained. "Believe me he wanted to tell you but he could not. Kimmuriel found a way to manipulate the spell to allow him to speak for a short time, though some things remained limited."

Kitana nodded, she still didn't like the idea of Hitori not telling her but she could forgive him seeing that it wasn't his fault. "So...If I'm not human, then what am I?"

"You are a demoness." Jarlaxle told her. "The illithid said that you were from 'the great dog clans'. I have no idea what this means, but I suppose we will find out soon enough."

"How old am I really? And how do the wizards know me?"

"Hitori told us you are one hundred and two. The wizards know you because you are an assassin from Calimport. We were unable to find out specifically which one you are because you never used your real name. The illithid gave your trademarks but none we found in Calimport would, or could, tell us anything. They poisoned you because they needed you out of the way to take over a guild that you had been doing work for."

Kitana slumped back into the couch. A demoness? One hundred two? An assassin? This was a lot to take in at once. But now she knew the truth, or at least most of it. But things made more sense now, her dreams about killing the man who had stolen the gold from the guild master. The attempted assassination of the woman in the black cloak. The men in the robes. Most of it made sense now. "How do you plan on turning me back to normal?" she asked finally.

Kimmuriel took the small grey stone out of his cloak pocket. "Put your blood on this and it will glow for the person whose blood you need to turn back into a demoness." He said to her. He handed her a dagger to prick her finger with and she complied. Her blood hit the stone and it glowed a soft gold color before absorbing into the stone. After that it remained its original color. Kimmuriel looked at the stone a bit forlornly. "The illithid told me that it might take a little while to fully absorb your blood and work. Until then, we will have no way of knowing. I have no idea how long it will take." he added seeing the question on her face.

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Her grandmother returned a bit later in the evening. Kitana had already 'cleaned' the entry hall and the stupid bitch thought she had never stopped cleaning. She complimented the watchdogs on their wonderful job at keeping Kitana contained and doing what she was supposed to. Then she dropped the bomb at dinner.

"I am holding a formal party in my house." she declared happily to all at the table. "Gentlemen, you are most welcome to join. Kitana, you have no choice. You will go and you will be a proper lady. Everyone else has had formal parties and I have not been able to because of you. You will not ruin the night for me. The party will be in one week." She ended on that sharp note and the rest of dinner was silent. It was finished and cleared as usual and Kitana was once again escorted to her room by her watchdogs.

"Great." she said sarcastically. "Another party, just what I always wanted. That stupid bitch needs to get her filthy head out of her ass. She's just jealous that everyone else beat her to the parties."

"What are you going to do?" Drizzt asked.

She shrugged. "Go I guess. I don't really have much of a choice do I? But now I need another dress. Damn it, why does this always happen?" Kitana fumed. No one said anything as she vented. She had every right to be mad right now, she had too much to think about. Then, not wanting her to somehow hurt herself, Entreri held her steady and let her get calm. He sat her down on the couch and she stayed there for the rest of the night.

If they figured that things were bad already, they were proven wrong over the next couple days. Kitana's grandmother had become almost completely insufferable even to Jarlaxle. She was even more demanding than usual, Kitana was being forced to cook every little dish for the party. Not that anyone would know that, all outside conversation said that her grandmother was hiring a few chefs from the finest restaurant in Waterdeep. Kitana was almost to the point of tearing her hair out even though she didn't show it. Only Artemis was with her constantly and kept her from actually doing so.

"I'm sorry. I can help it. This is just way too much." she said on the verge of tears one night. The two were alone in the kitchen and it was well into the night. He gently put his arms around her and petted her hair. Kitana leaned gratefully into him

"Maybe you should take a break." Artemis whispered.

"I can't." Kitana replied almost helplessly. "She wants all of this done and if I stop there wont be enough here when she checks tomorrow. I don't need anymore yelling on top of everything else." She was referring to everything she had been told about herself.

"How will she know that you stopped for a bit? If you rested you would be able to do more." He held her out at arm's length and looked at her squarely. Her gaze faltered under his and she gave up. He pulled her back to himself. "I think you'll like what I have in mind." he whispered teasingly. Artemis picked her up and sat her on the counter. He kissed her deeply and started to remove her clothes.

"Are you sure we should be doing this here?" she asked softly. She looked at him demurely but he didn't stop. Her resolve was flying away with each word she said, however, and she let him continue.

"Don't you like the danger, love?" Artemis returned in the playful tone as before. "Your grandmother has gone to bed and none of the others are coming down here." He unlaced his pants and slid himself inside her. It had only been a couple of days since they had made love. Kitana reached up to one of the bars that held her pans for support while she wrapped her legs around him. Kitana felt herself relax completely, she hadn't realized how much she had missed Artemis' touch. It didn't feel like it had only been two days. Artemis was gentle like before they moved languidly enjoying every stolen moment. All pragmatism was thrown aside and though their tiny escapade only lasted fifteen minutes, it was enough.

"Do you feel better now?' he asked lazily while they fixed their clothes.

"Mmm...yes." She smiled wistfully and then turned to kiss him on the lips. "I should get back to work now." She turned back to her cooking pots and he stayed close behind her, keeping her calm and kissing her periodically. She managed to get enough done for the night and the two went upstairs and to bed together.