A/N: Trying hard to do some things while I have little energy is hard. Things are awkward though. But I'm trying. Please give this short story a go.
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Calli looked at David, frowning. It was awkward, looking at him this way. But she had to do it. She had to make him understand.
"I can't do this anymore," Calli muttered, playing with the sleeves of her shirt.
David was silent, a coil of smoke rising from the cigarette that had tucked between his lips.
Calli sighed and looked away from him for a split second. "You know I don't like being treated like a possession. A toy. Something for your own amusement and pleasure."
David lifted an eyebrow. "And we gave you everything for what? Shits and giggles?"
"David, you gave me things. To amuse me. To please me. But they were shallow gifts. Shallow like you."
David laughed. "Shallow? Right!"
Calli rolled her eyes. "It's impossible to talk to you. I don't know why I even try." She turned away. "I'm done with you."
"Do you really think that Dwayne will stay if you leave me, Calli?" David asked, his voice low, taunting.
Calli froze.
"Dwayne is a blood mate of mine. Just as Paul and Marko are. Their loyalty lies with me. Not with a human girl that can barely keep her emotions straight. A girl who doesn't know what she wants or who she fucking is."
Calli heard the shifting of voices in her head and pressed a couple of fingers to her temple. "You…I know who I am…"
"Do you?"
Calli shifted and turned to look at him. "I want…"
David's eyes burned like cold ice chips. "You've always watned to play with the bad boy vampires since you were a little girl. Now you've got them chasing you and you don't know what to fucking do with them."
Her tongue wet her lips. "David…"
The Lost Boy flicked aside his cigarette and moved closer to her. He tangled his fingers in her dark hair and pulled her head back. A soft gasp passed through Calli's lips as her throat was laid bare to him and liquid heat coursed through her veins.
"Little Lost Girl gets her reward for playing with the bad boys," David taunted, kissing her hard.
Calli cried out as he tore at her clothes, ripping them off her not too kindly. The witch screamed when he pulled her down on his hard on completely without warning and started a quick, rough pace. Tears smarted her eyes and her whole body quaked at the experience. She was jostled and smacked and pounded into at a pace that she was unaccustomed to. To the point that her breath came out in little broken bursts.
"David…David…David…" she cried, curling her fingers into his skin. "Please…please…please…David…"
David grunted and released inside of her with a hard thrust forward into her hips. Calli breathed in ragged pants, coming into little high bursts of pain and relief.
"You are mine," David growled, nails biting into her hips. "You've been mine since the moment that I looked at you. Do you understand?"
"Okay," Calli muttered, a tear sliding down her cheek.
"You will never think about leaving us again," David ordered, eyes burning into hers.
"Okay…"
"You are mine. You are mine before you are Dwayne's, Paul's and Marko's. Do you understand?"
Calli blinked and her soul crumpled before his eyes. "Yes."
David touched her face and he felt the chill of her skin. "Calli?"
The girl's skin turned papery. Then burst into thousands of white butterflies. David cried out as he hit the floor and Calli looked over the side of the bed at him, confusion and sleep muddling her eyes.
"You okay?" she asked, stifling a yawn.
It was just a dream, David realized, pushing himself to his feet. A realty fucked up dream.
"David? Hello! Earth to David!"
David pulled Calli into his arms and held her close, burying his face against her hair. "I love you."
"I love you too," Calli said, sliding her arms around him. "But what's – what's going on?"
"Nothing," David lied, shaking his head. "Nothing. Let's go back to sleep. Unless you want to get up and do something else?"
Calli smiled and pushed him away. "Coffee run! Late night iced coffee run! Woot woot!"
David chuckled as his witch girlfriend clambered out of bed and over to her closet to pick out an outfit. David watched her with an amused expression on his face, but his heart hurt. How could he have dreamed such a horrible dream when he was working on patching things up with Calli? He had planned on showing her the more romantic side of him and here he was, having dreams of breaking down her spirit in complete dominant male control. How did that work?
"Are you really okay?" Calli asked, coming over once she was dressed. Her hands smoothed over his cheeks. "You look paler than normal, David. Like you've seen a ghost."
"I'm all right," David said, leaning into her touch when she stroked his skin lightly. "Maybe a little hungry…"
Calli pursed her lips and climbed onto his lap, straddling his legs. The goth pulled her hair up into a long ponytail with a black and silver moon scrunchy she had on her right wrist. She turned her head slightly, leaving her pale neck exposed to him.
"Drink, David, before I change my mind."
David stared at her, his eyes instantly fixated on the slight twitch of her jugular. "Calli, I can't -"
"Uh, yeah, you can. I'm giving you permission. So bite me and be done with it."
David carefully leaned forward and closed his lips over her neck. He bit down hard and warm blood filled his mouth. Calli's blood was filled with a unique richness that had always called to him. They were surprised to find that the Boys responded to it just the same.
"Mmm…" Calli breathed, closing her eyes.
David reached between them and started stroking her between the legs lightly. Calli's hips responded with a gentle flex and then another. David sealed the wound his teeth had made with his tongue when his hunger was satisfied and then swung Calli back onto the bed.
Calli cried out with delight as he devoured her in a whole other way…
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David lifted his eyes away from Calli briefly as they stood on the boardwalk, her enjoying a large iced coffee. Max was standing several yards away, watching them with Thorn at this side. The two locked eyes and David saw his answer there.
Slowly, David grabbed Calli and kissed her, taking her breath away. She looked at him in confusion and he smirked at her.
"You are weird," Calli commented, turning away.
If only you knew, David thought, glaring back in Max's direction but his Master was gone.
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A/N: There. Little energy left. Moving on. -Scarlet