Hi everyone. Sorry if I made you guys impatient, but my time in high school is coming to an end. I'll be graduating and then going to college in September, so I need a lot of effort to put homework, and studying for my final exams. Here's is the most participating chapter for you to read. Enjoy!!!
Summary, Rated, Warnings, Genres, Pairing and OC Profiles are in Chapter One if needed.
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The Legend to Help You Read, is in the first 26 chapters. From now on then….the Chapter begins quickly!!!
Chapter Thirty-One:
Closer
"Love is pure and kind. Love is what brings a man and a woman to join in one flesh and soul. Love is the most powerful gift of all."
His eyes open a few minutes before the sun sets down the horizon. His mind is telling him the thoughts of yesterday on what he remembered and what is going to happen tonight. And tonight is the big day. It is the day that he and Jess would officially be mated on a new moon by the authorization of the elders on both clans.
It was a long three-day process of purification. And he still urged to see Jess again.
Waking up every night-for the past couple of nights-, he expects to see Jess the first thing when he wakes up. And every time, he looks at both sides of the bed for the little sleepy brunette, but a sigh of loneliness consumes him. He knows that Jess is alright with the other female vampires, doing similar activities as the males her were doing, but it was part of the ceremony process.
His heart aches for her; her eyes, her touch, her kiss, and her scent.
As he gets up, he looks around to see a few of the male vampires wide and awake. All are in a rush of any last minute adjustments, preparations, and getting ready for the ceremony.
Just when he got off from the futon he slept in for the few nights, a vampire whose appearance was in his mid-30s'; belonging to the Black Rose clan, grabs Brooklyn by his arms and his expression is in panic.
"Brooklyn, you must get ready right now!" he exclaimed. "Boris and Voltaire are expecting you to get in your formal clothing and be at the front doors in ten minutes!"
He drags him by his arms to a room, containing a few vampires all dressed in formal clothing; his friend, Garland as one of them. He was dressed in a dark-green kimono with an orange obi tied around his waist.
"Wait here, as I'll get your clothing," said the vampire as he left the room.
"The big day has finally arrived," Garland said to Brooklyn as he pats him on his shoulders. "So how do you feel… to soon be mating a fledgling who shall be the next female leader?
"It's… a pretty big step," he answered to Garland, "But it will be all worth it in the end, since I'll be mating to the one I l-"
The vampire that dragged Brooklyn to the room arrived with clothes neatly folded. He gave them to Brooklyn, as Brooklyn looks at them, noting that the outfit is black with a red sash folded. What do you expect? The color is meant for the groom to be.
"Get behind the screens, strip down those pajamas and get into that kimono. And hurry!"
He points out his current outfit, in which is a loose white cotton sweater, and dark-blue pants.
Brooklyn could only respond by heading behind the screens, unable to finish his sentence to Garland. But he had a feeling that Garland must have already know that he loves Jess. Isn't that the reason to why he brought her into vampirism, save her life from a man who was about to rape her, and now mating her and being with her for all eternity?
Almost every female are in a rush of grace, after putting on their kimonos for the night, and applying their make-up, fixing their hair and adding accessories to make them more beautiful. They have only a few minutes before they leave to the area to perform the ceremony.
Morgan went to check on every female if they are fully ready to leave. At times she would help them with adjustments to their kimonos, make-ups and accessories upon their hair or changing them.
Walking around in a cherry-red kimono, with flower patterns scatter around, and a pink obi that flows down half way from the waist. Her facial complexion was in a pink eye-shadow, and lips red as the rose. Her red hair in the style of curls, bounce gently as she does her final checking with the girls, as well as those who are going to be dispensing the flowers, hold the candles, and performing the music. Once she believes everything is satisfied, she heads to a room to where Jess is getting ready.
As she steps into the room, the room's walls were all white, as the floor are in marble, she looks around, till taking a glimpse at the end of the room. There are vampires huddling together, fixing the bride-to-be's hair, gown, make-up, accessories, and the arrangements of the bouquet.
Mirrors curve in a semi circle, only revealing Jess's reflection and no one else. Since she was a fledgling vampire, she is able to cast a reflection, but when years pass by and she becomes a young adult, it will eventually disappear for good.
When Morgan walks toward the group, with her zori shoes clicking on the marble surface, the vampires pull way from Jess, as she turns to face Morgan to see everything. Morgan thought that she look beautiful in the gown, with the make-up and accessories all combined. Brooklyn is lucky to have her as his mating partner, for soon he'll find himself being with a beautiful young woman, for all his vampire life.
"You look marvelous, dear."
"Thank you Morgan," Jess said.
"Are you ready to walk down the aisle?" she asked.
Jess looks at herself once more in the mirror, but this time, she imagines herself beside Brooklyn, his eyes gaze upon her beauty for the night. This is something Jess accept when she sign the contract; there is no turning back. Which she find it pretty sure that she won't back down to be with the one she loves. With a deep breath, she turns to Morgan, lifting the gown up slightly to get down the small ottoman without ruining the outfit.
As she is fully on the marble floor, with her okobo shoes on her feet, she said, "I am ready…"
The ceremony is a few minutes away, as all of the vampires in attendance take their seats on the pews align to face the front to the building they were in.
The place is an unused church, some of its walls were broken and the stain-glass windows in dust and some shattered. It is a perfect place to have the ceremony set up. There were cracks on the walls to show the light of the night tonight. The ends of the pews closer to the walk-way aisle were decorated in ribbons and blood trillium flowers, to resemble that the couple came from the Blood Trillium clan to be as one for now on.
The altar is a few steps away from the first pair of pews, on a dais. The altar contains a marble table cover in blood sheets of cotton covers, with a white laced doily on the top. On top of it were a censer with a chain attach to it. Next to it were three bowls; two small ones and a one twice the size as one of the little ones. There were two small knives next to them, and beside them is a book. A book in black covers, with beige papers folded neatly in between the hard covers. Lastly there is a cup with a small napkin on the bottom.
The floor of the church was in red carpet, so steps would be silent or in small thuds when feet contact the surface.
The whole group of vampires is split in males and females; the females at the left side of the pews and males on the right side. All of them are wearing light kimonos on a night that is warm, in bright pastel colors, and other in dark shades. They all sat and talk silently, of the big moment. Voltaire sat at the front of the pew waiting patiently for the ceremony to begin. The only ones to be standing are Boris, Brooklyn, and one of the female vampires who will be playing the music.
Boris, as the leader of Blood Trillium, and with a couple wanting to be mated, he will be conducting the ceremony along with the book of the oldest traditions to guide him till the end. More likely; he is the priest of the event. Dress in a black cassock, over a blood-red shawl with gold designs draping down to the floor. He stands in front of the altar.
The female vampire performing the music is only accepted to wear a gown of lilac color, strapless. She has a matching wrap that drape around her shoulders and fall halfway down. A sash is tie around her waist of white with blood trillium designs. She carries a violin, with the bow on the other hand, waiting for her signal to perform the sound of music. She stands at the left side from the left pews, with a stand and music notes.
Brooklyn stand tall, as he waits close the dais at the center, looking down the aisle where the doors are at. He is dress in a two piece, black kimono outfit; made of silk. The top of the kimono drape half-way to his knees, and the bottom to be pants. The designs were too red with the flower of his clan's name. He wore slip on shoes (AN: Imagine Ray's shoes from G-Revolution), a red shawl that hangs over his shoulders and an obi of red is tied around his waist. Unlike the other obis, the loose ends were tied to his side, allowing them to drape down. As well attach to the obi, is a long stem, blood trillium.
Time is ticking…and his mind is thinking about Jess.
It has been three days since he last seen her, and to him it felt like years. But today he'll see her for the first time. Only this time, she'll be walking down the aisle towards him. They will be united at one, and become husband and wife. Love never exists in the mating ceremony in vampirism, but now everything has change. Ever since Jess came into his life, in the vampirism society, love is what matters to him; it brought old morals to life and it proved that these morals exist in a society of sin.
It is a new chapter, a new beginning…
"All rise," Boris said, "The ceremony begins."
On cue the female vampire, places the violin on her shoulders, as the bow made contact with the strings she begins to play the melody. The melody, begin soft before going strong in a low vibe. Each note is play to perfection from half notes, long notes, and quarter notes. At times some of the notes went in a medium pitch, as one note went high, before going low.
Everyone stand up, and take a look at the doors, waiting for the moment of the arrival.
The doors open slowly and then wide, to reveal the first three female vampires, carrying a basket of flower petals. All of them are wearing matching pastel kimonos, with similar obi styles, and shoes.
The one female vampire in the middle begins walking down, and after a few steps the last two follow her.
Each step they take went perfectly graceful. Their free hands pick up a small handful of the petals, in which are the petals of blood trilliums. They then scatter the petals on the carpets, as they continue on down the aisle.
As they stop in front of the dais, they bow to Boris, before taking their seats along the pews to the left.
Then Morgan is the next to walk down the aisle next. Like the other girls, she takes her steps gracefully to the altar.
However, she carries a tray made of gold that is covered in silk linens and blood trillium flowers. On the center of the tray are two vials, slender necks that form spheres at the bottom. There were glass corks close tight, and both of them contain a dark-red shade of liquid.
As she came to the dais, she too bows down, but this time, she went up to the altar, placing the tray on top of the marble table, next to the gold cup.
Once she placed the tray, she went back down the aisle, and stand on the left side of the pews, the opposite side of where Brooklyn is at.
The music then hit a climax point, as the moment has arrive. The time has come for Jess to come down the aisle. Everyone eagerly wait for her to step into the body of the old church.
Soon two more females come in, dressed in blood-red kimonos, both holding a candle. The candles lit in soft flames that flicker in the movement of their steps.
They take a few steps down the altar, letting the light shine dimly on the carpets, the vampires and the church's stone cold walls and stained glass windows.
Do I love you because you're beautiful,
Or are you beautiful because I love you?
Soon, a young lady in white appears from the doors, and all are struck by her beauty.
Am I making believe I see in you,
A girl to lovely to be really true
Brooklyn is the one to be more surprising than anyone, because he is going to mate to her. From what he now seen of Jess, only a couple of words can describe her. An angel… A beautiful bride…
Do I want you because you're wonderful,
Or are you wonderful because I want you?
Jess is dress in a white kimono that flows down to the floor, draping a small trail behind her. Blood-red designs scatter in forms of the clan's name, are close to the hem of her dress. Also there are red embodiments at the end of her sleeves and the end of her dress. A red obi is tied around her waist, making a small bow behind her, and trailed half-way. Unlike the other kimonos the girls are wearing, hers have a slit in the middle to reveal a pale lavender dress underneath. She had her okobo shoes on, giving her some height.
Her hair is down, but a small layer of her hair is pull back to the back and fastens with a hair clip. A transparent veil trails behind her head and flow down to her waist. The veil is supported by two blood trillium hair-clips; one on each side of her head.
The only couple of accessories she possesses are a red silk choker around her neck, and the bouquet. The bouquet consists of red, long-stem trilliums, with clusters of baby-breath flowers, all together with a help of a ribbon tied in a bow. But the special thing that she requests Morgan about the bouquet, and something that has stand out more with the red flowers, is a single, white bloomed rose.
Are you the sweet invention of a lovers dream,
Or are you really as beautiful as you seem?
Nervousness crawls through her, as she is to walk down the aisle to her love, with more than a hundred pairs of vampire's eyes, staring at her. But she must keep going, there's no turning back to this ceremony. She made a commitment to Brooklyn, that she'll be with him for eternity; a commitment of everlasting love. Whether they are to be mated under the vampire's law, or if it did not occur they would be as husband and wife.
She begins taking a deep breath, as now she must move forward. Taking one step forward, she reminds herself to relax, and only focus on Brooklyn. He'll be there when she reaches to him.
Am I making believe I see in you
A man to perfect to be really true
As she takes another step forward, she looks up to Brooklyn, and she too is amaze by his appearance in a black kimono, though she never shows her expression to her face. Her eyes gaze upon a man of eternal beauty, of a pale tone that seems to shimmer in the glow of the candles lighting her way to him.
The pair of candles is the light that she seeks to her own happiness. The happiness to mate with Brooklyn, the only young man, she ever fallen in love. She thought she may never enter into her love life, and remain single for who knows how long. But since he entered in, everything dramatically changed.
Do I want you because you're wonderful
Or are you wonderful because I want you?
Both have faced the harshness in their worlds; human and vampire. Their relationship has their issues; she was once a human when she loves Brooklyn and accepts him for what he is. And when Brooklyn brought her into the world of the supernatural, it created a little too many. From Jess's rank that their relationship cannot go on, and Boris trying to make her his, but they overcome it all.
Jess is closer to Brooklyn; she is half-way from where she begins to walk down the aisle. Eyes still stare at her, as some are in joy of this ceremony to take place, others in hate and jealousy. It doesn't matter to her any more… This is something they must get use to now.
Are you the sweet invention of a lovers dream
Or are you really as wonderful as you seem?
The final steps arrive, as she is now in arm length from Brooklyn. The two females with the candles, still lighting went to place the candles on candle poles in-between the marble table. The girls hurry to take their seats.
Morgan went to Jess to pick up the bouquet from Jess's hands, before she too went to her seat.
As for Jess, she looks up to Brooklyn, as she sees his facial complexion, but it is his eyes that caught her for the first time she met. His eyes were beautiful… She felt her arm gently being tug, as she notices it is only Brooklyn. His right hand is holding her right hand. As his other hand entwine her arm, before his left hand takes his right hand's place.
Brooklyn too sees her face and she is beautiful, though little make-up has even touched her. The lavender eye shadow that made her eyes glowing in crystals, as her lips in a glossy pale tone of pink.
Are you the sweet invention of a lovers dream
Or are you really as wonderful as you seem?
He leans in quickly to whisper a few words to her before pulling his head back.
"You are beautiful, my love," he said.
Soon, Brooklyn and Jess went on the steps of the dais, before they halt at they are in front of Boris.
Boris, looking at the pair, then stares at the crowd of his clan and Voltaire's clan and begin to speak.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the Black Rose and Blood Trillium clans. We are gathered here tonight under the new moon, to join these two into the mating-hood. But there is a high meaning to all of this to take place. It's been a while since we have a mating ceremony since over half a century, and the grudge against our clans. But we are civilized to celebrate as a vampire community to gather around and be together once more to witness that we can get along.
"This tradition was been made for more than a thousand years old from out great leader in the time, Kouichi. He longs that a male and a female deserve the right to be together, so he created it to allow them to be one. With the details made, those who were mated were as powerful as before in their ranks, and protection is provided to those who need it. They can interact and understand with one another through their emotions, in which they gave blood to one another and a mark that can sense when one is in pain or in danger.
"Now look at these two…They are here to enter the mating-hood to be together, they will communicate their emotions with feelings, and be under protection from harm and sense if one of them are in danger.
"Many of you are aware that this young fellow is none other my heir to the throne, Brooklyn. With a high rank of a young adult, and becoming the next elder of the Blood Trillium, must have a hard time with the females in the clan too…"
A few low laughter erupt the room. A good relief from the ceremony that is serious.
"And this young lady; her name is Jessica. She is a new member of Blood Trillium, but she is able to be chosen as Morganna's apprentice to become the next leader for the female vampires in the community. With arrangements it is agreed that Brooklyn shall mate with her in order to claim that title. She has accepted it, and soon they shall be the most powerful couple in Blood Trillium, and soon of the entire vampire's society…after Voltaire and Morganna."
He looks at Brooklyn and Jess, before he continues.
"Now, to continue on, both of them must face each other, and repeat their vows for all to witness. Join hands Brooklyn and Jessica."
They comply with their hands holding each other, as they stare at each other's eyes. Eyes in beauty show in them forever.
"Brooklyn," Boris said to him, "Do you, take Jessica Pacheco, as the one to mate. To be with forever, till death tears apart. To protect her with all your might from those who are willing to steal her flesh and blood. To honor her, and bond with her through the times of goodness and through the dark times."
"I do…" The words escape Brooklyn's throat. It is something he long for to be with Jess for eternity.
"And do you, Jessica, take Brooklyn Kingston, as the one to mate. To be with forever, till death tears apart. To obey and protect him with all your might from those who are willing to steal his flesh and blood. To honor him, and bond with him through the times of goodness and through the darkest times."
It is pretty amusing that even in a ceremony they are still sexist, Jess thought. It could possibly be because of her rank, to why she has to obey Brooklyn, but the words made her feel like a property. Her mind shakes the thought as she knows that Brooklyn will never treat her like an object. He will make her as an equal unlike the others.
Jess responds, "I do."
Boris nods to their commitment to go on with the ceremony.
The ceremony seems to past by like a shooting star. Boris retold the story of Kouichi, as a reflection to the society that could not exist without his help. To symbolize the past that shape the present, and how it is the presents' duty to relive the tale and bring it to the future. Jess and Brooklyn are bringing the tradition to the present, to unite all of the vampires, to combine a couple as one, and treasuring the past that made everything to happen.
Then there are the blessings. The censer brought smoke out of it, and it is move by Boris to let the smoke surround Brooklyn and Jess, to purify them once more. During which he said a blessing of strength and stability. He passes on it to Morgan, who she blesses the vampires sitting on the pews; a blessing of reunion and a new beginning.
As the blessings of the censer were complete, Boris went back to the table of the altar, to make the second blessing for Jess and Brooklyn. With the gold cup, he poured one of the vials into it, and the scent roams to the vampires, Brooklyn and Jess too could smell the scent, and Brooklyn recognizes that it is virgin blood. After a blessing made by the words of Boris through the black book that guided him during the ceremony, he carries the cup to them for them to drink
Drinking blessed virgin blood sake in one cup is to symbolize sharing for the mated couple. They would share of emotions, feelings, thoughts, and of flesh and blood upon their will.
Boris passes the cup to Brooklyn, in which he accepts the cup, and brought it to his lips to take a drink from the virgin blood. The blood taste like copper, but with sweetness, but after a couple of small gulps, Brooklyn pulls it away from his mouth. He then passes the cup to Jess, as she too holds it, and without hesitation she drinks a couple gulps of the blood, before she too pull it away and gave it to Boris.
It was then, the moment of truth, the making of the marks.
The marks would be engraved on the two vampires' skins, and it will be scar for eternity. That is unless if one of them past away, then their markings would then fade away. How the markings are made is by a small knife, and their blood.
Boris motion's Morgan to come for this part, as she receives from Boris, one of the smaller bowls and a knife. She then brought Jess with her, to part from Brooklyn only a few feet. Thus, Morgan would make the mark for Jess, and Boris with Brooklyn; it is a customary for the makings of the marks that a male elder and a female elder were to perform this small ritual, but since there was no female elder, Morgan – with her rank as a Middle-Aged Vampire and being a leader of the females for years- would be the next highest female vampire to participate.
First, Brooklyn and Jess were to partially move the openings of their kimonos to reveal their chest. The markings would be place below their left collar bone. Then with the knives, both Morgan and Boris begin to pierce Brooklyn's and Jess's flesh, making a shallow cut, and their blood seeping out in a slow movement.
Their blood scents could be smell by the other vampires witnessing this moment. They resist the urge to go on a feast. Some cover their noses with their hands or the sleeves of their kimonos.
While the blood oozes out, the small bowls take their place to allow the blood in and keep it in. Morgan and Boris carefully create the marks, quickly and gracefully, due to their gifts of fast healing.
The pain stings Brooklyn and Jess, but it would be worth the cost.
Once the markings were done, Boris and Morgan pour the bloods of Brooklyn and Jess into the big bowl, allowing their blood to mix in altogether. With one of the knives, Boris stirs the blood three times, in a slow pace, before placing the bloody knife on the napkin, letting it soak the blood. He then pours the mixed blood into the two bowls once more, and both Morgan and Boris went back to Brooklyn and Jess.
Lastly, they did a final blessing before sealing Brooklyn's and Jess's markings with their blood. Morgan and Boris dip two fingers into the content of the bowls they carry before they coat the markings on the flesh. A second coating was too made, before the markings take its place.
The wounds made, begins to heal quickly, only leaving a scar of a crescent moon, with a star in between the two points of the moon. Brooklyn and Jess are then allowed to cover their flesh.
The left-over blood is then place inside the empty vial, which was used for the virgin blood sake.
Morgan went to the pews that she sat during the ceremony, and gave Jess the bouquet. She then motions Jess to be back with Brooklyn, as they were now in the center of the vampire audience.
Boris stands behind the table, as Brooklyn and Jess are in front of it. After he did small quick clean up, he then looks around to the entire vampires in Blood Trillium and Black Rose.
"By the power of my rulings, and the blood of Kouichi that runs in my veins, I pronounce Brooklyn and Jessica as one."
Everyone begins to clap in applause that Brooklyn and Jess were now a mated couple.
Brooklyn and Jess smile at the crowd, and at each other that they final done it.
Then Brooklyn looks up at Morgan, as she nods that now he can do it.
Without warning, Brooklyn places his index finger underneath Jess's chin, tilting her face up to see his eyes. This caught Jess off guard, but she then realizes what Brooklyn is up to, as he leans in close to her face.
His lips, soft and cool, close on top of Jess's pink lips, a tender kiss. He pulls her close to him with his open arm wrapping gently around her waist.
When everyone saw this, they begin to clap harder than before. Many of the female vampires gasp as they witness "their" perfect one, kissing the fledgling that he committed to being with her for eternity. Ming-Ming glare, there is nothing more that she can do now. Morgan and Voltaire stare in aw as they see, unlike the tragedy of Kouichi's love, there is a possibility that they can live happily.
Boris is the only one that is not happy; enrage of everything that happened now, and it is now too late. He did not show his true emotions as he continues to clap in a steady pace.
The kiss is unique than the previous kisses Jess experienced with Brooklyn. This kiss of love, and union, of kindness, patience, and gentleness has some kind of energy. Brooklyn could feel it too. The energy seems to rush through him like waves of water crashing to him. A power that he can't describe, it is filling him.
When they pull apart, they could hear the vampires clapping. As if during their kiss, they muted the sounds and ignore to things around them, and focus on the emotion they were feeling. They look at the crowd before exiting out of the body of the church, Brooklyn's arms escorting Jess down the aisle.
He pulls her closer to lean in and whisper to her, "I told you I show them that I don't care, as long as you are my love and forever more. You are the one I treasure."
The very same night, after the ceremony ended, all of the vampires heading to a hall booked by them for tonight's after-party. The hall is pretty huge as it is cover in beige walls, columns, and a staircase leading two catwalks along long windows with blood-red curtains. One of the doors leads to a garden containing statues, fountains, stone benches, and many beautiful flowers, all with a few lampposts lighting the garden's beautiful scenery.
It seems to be a ballroom from a fairy tale of Cinderella.
Music play throughout the entire room, and vampire caters went around the room in fluid motion, serving vampires with blood to drink in wine glasses.
All of the vampires who were in the church previously, are now in the ballroom. They all are getting along though the clans of Blood Trillium and Black Rose have not got along for more than a century. Some are talking; others are dancing or drinking blood.
The room seems to be beautiful, as Jess sees it by her own eyes. Brooklyn is with her; her arm around his own, as they went down the stairs to the bottom as everyone is down there.
When they arrive at this place, Morgan insists Jess to dress in a lighter outfit due to the heat, and the heaviness of her kimono gown. So now, Jess is wearing a white simple kimono, with a red obi tied around her waist; the kimono has faded white designs of flowers. Underneath the kimono is a hiyoku in the same colour, and a white shawl with red, floral designs that wrap and hanging around her shoulders. Her dark-brown hair tied in a low braid, and strands of hair falling at the front making bangs for her. She wears single thin stockings along with white low-heel shoes.
Brooklyn remains in his kimono that he wore during the ceremony.
As they reach to the bottom of the stairs, they walk down through the crowds. Jess could hear the music live and well, but it is to her amazement on how much the vampires react when she and Brooklyn are in their path.
They would part away from her and Brooklyn by a few feet, bow slightly, and congratulate them on being mated.
This surprise Jess, made her feel content, and yet a little spook. She brings herself closer to Brooklyn. Brooklyn felt her brushing against him, and he looks to see her surprise, but he sense within her a small fear.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked Jess.
She looks up to him, knowing he is concern of her. And now it is more than ever.
"This isn't the clan I was raised. L-like I thought they are after me…."
"Don't worry, now that we are mated, they can't do anything about it. Let's just say they know I am your bodyguard. They have to go through me, and they know what would happen if they lay a finger on you."
"But you are not a bodyguard to me," Jess said, "You are my love. You are forever with me because you want to protect me."
"And I shall keep it as my duty to love and protect you," he explained as he kisses her on her cheek.
Soon while walking they came into a halt, as they are face to face with Morgan and Voltaire.
This is Jess's first time seeing the elder of Black Rose. As she sees him, he had to be in his fifties, since he has grey hair that is pulled back. His kimono is composed of gold in black designs. His eyes are brown and they seem intimidating to Jess. But his aura feels much kinder than Boris.
Voltaire did not need an introduction of Brooklyn since he knows Brooklyn all too well. When he looks at Jess, for she is the one that Morgan chooses as her apprentice, he is shock.
She is incredibly young. Her beauty is pure and innocent, but he could sense it through her scent that she's young as a human before and as well as a vampire. He could also tell by her eyes, and it could have given him some thoughts to why Morgan must have chosen her than the other females.
He looks at Morgan and mouths to her if she is really sure of her choice. Morgan nods before she looks back at Brooklyn and Jess.
"Jess, this is Voltaire, he is the elder of Black Rose and my mate."
Jess looks back at Voltaire and bows slightly down to him.
"It's and honor to see you," she said.
"Do not bow to me as this is you day of honor, dear," Voltaire responded to her. He then looks at Brooklyn as he places his hand on Brooklyn's shoulder. "I am very proud of you to entering into the mating hood with this young lady. I hope for the best out of you too, as you shall soon rule together one day."
"Thank you, sir," Brooklyn responded.
"There is no time for chit chat, as we need to make a toast," Morgan added. "Unfortunately Boris seems to be absent tonight, probably hunting. Have you two seen him?"
Brooklyn and Jess responded a no to Morgan.
"Oh well, now let's get you two some fine blood…"
He lost…
He couldn't believe it…
He is close to take the opportunity and wins it with pride, but now it is all back-fired.
Boris's teeth clench in rage, as he takes hold of his shot glass of vodka and brings it to his lips to drink the anger away. What is done cannot be undone.
He is in one of a few rooms that he booked for the night only, to be alone in his rage. Along with him are a few women, dressed in skimpy outfits, all in his personal space, they are coaxing him with their frail touches along his arms, and legs.
Why can she be like the women in the past, and those who are now prostituting to pleasure men?
Boris could have broken Jess, and made her his against her will. To drown her in his lust of blood and sex. To hear her scream like music.
If he taken control of everything, it could all go his way, and it would remain the same as it did for so many years. But since Jess came into the picture, everything just has to change. And it did so by now his heir being the one to mate her, just because of Morgan insisted them to be together. But he knows to why Brooklyn wanted to be with her in the first place. Love.
And now Brooklyn can have his pleasure upon her. Allowing him to drink her blood and take away her virginity as he pleased. Boris still believes that there is no such thing as love in vampirism.
Then to his thought, he could have made her commit to be with him, if he dare harm Brooklyn in any manner and will leave him out if she did everything he commands…But now it's too late.
Morgan even convinced to be agreed to allow them to mate through his weaknesses. And his has done this.
He quickly pours another shot of vodka in the glass and drinks it away once more before putting the glass back on the table. As he gets up he motions the women to follow him to another room; a bed room.
…he needs to be pleasure for the night…
The sound of glass being tap by an item caught all of the vampire's attention in the room of the celebration. All of them receive glasses for the toast.
Voltaire and Morgan are beside Brooklyn and Jess, all of them with glasses of blood.
They all turn to Voltaire as he raises his glass to show he'll make the toast.
"Welcome one and all to this wonderful event that we have witnessed. I would like to make a toast to firstly Brooklyn and Jessica, as they are now part of the mating-hood with those who live with it side by side. We congratulate you two for your decision and to give you the blessings and the wishes of luck. As well, I want to give a toast to all of us for being in this event, and getting along in unity and peace.
"A toast to a new couple! And a toast to the union of two clans for only a short time!"
All reply, in blessings as they touch their glass together and drink the blood.
Brooklyn and Jess cling against their glass, as they both drink the blood in unison. After a while they pull the cups away from their lips, and put it aside at a table beside them.
The music begins to play a tune of beautiful melody, as all of the vampires gathered partners to dance with them.
They look around to see some of their clan members, and the members of Black Rose dancing in fluid grace and beauty. Brooklyn then thought of sharing his dance with his love, as it would be their first time dancing as a mated couple.
"Jessica, would you like to dance?" Brooklyn asked, as he extends his hand out to her.
"I would love to," she said as she places her hand on his.
Brooklyn guides her into the crowd of vampires' ball dancing. After they found a spot to dance, they begin to follow the others' movement base on the song that is playing.
His right hand is just below Jess's shoulder blade, as his left hand holds Jess's right hand, giving them a gentle squeeze. When Jess notices his position to dancing with him, she felt nervous as she never dance formally.
"Just place you left hand on my shoulder," Brooklyn said.
She responds to his suggestion, as she places her hand on his shoulder. With her hand there, her arm gently rests on his arm.
Then without realizing what happens, Brooklyn guides her through the dancing, blending in with the other vampires on the dance floor.
It seems to feel like forever, as she follows Brooklyn's lead. Their eyes, gazing at each other, they feel lost in their eyes of mystery, at the same time aware of preventing to accidentally bump into a couple or two.
The dancing made her feel as if she went into the past, when the sophisticated throw balls and dance parties to all people of neighborhoods, or throughout the city. Their movements flowing with the music, dancers in colors bringing some kind of art work to life. And somewhere in that picture, there is a man and a woman dancing together in an embrace of love.
Just when she thought it seems to last a life time, the music comes in a halt, and a second later another song is playing. This time, the song plays in a soft slow melody along with vocals of a woman. The woman singing is expressing it out in a different language that Jess couldn't understand.
She then feels self-conscious when Brooklyn pulls her into his arms. Her left hand still on his shoulders, as her right hand went to touch his clothed chest. The sudden urge to blush, went up on Jess feeling his body brushing against her.
Brooklyn gazes off the distance to his left, before returning his eyes back on Jess.
"Let's head outside for this dance," Brooklyn said, as he tilts his head to the left.
As the music progresses, while dancing, Brooklyn leads Jess to the gardens.
The gardens seem beautiful for the moment, when she takes a peek around the surroundings that Brooklyn has taken her. No one else is here, but them. But everything seems to be breath-taking with the combination going on.
With the garden having the most lushes of green trees, bushes, shrubs, and grass. The statues, fountains, stone benches made of cool marble; the statues seems to stare at Brooklyn and Jess dancing. The various, beautiful flowers; in pastel color, with their unique shapes and sizes. And with a few lampposts lighting the garden's beautiful scenery and making them glow in aw. The music playing the loveliest tune; she felt that Brooklyn and she are dancing in a fairy tale image, found in a book.
She rests her cheek on his chest, as they continue to dance in slow motion. They dance as if they have been dancing for centuries. Jess knows that the song would end, but it is within her heart, that she long for them to stay dancing forever; wishing it would never end.
The steady pace, made Jess want to sleep in his arms, and hoping this would be in her dreams for it is the happiest moment in her life to be with Brooklyn, without anyone to tear them apart.
As before, Brooklyn could not believe it. His wishes has come true, to have the one he loves, who is radiant in her own unique beauty, and innocence kept in his arms. His promises have been fulfilled, but he ached to have her in deep passion. To be entangling in sheets of silk, showing his love for her as eternity is a long road for them.
"Jess," his voice whispered in her ears.
"Hmm…" she responded, "Brooklyn? What is it?"
"Do you have a thought to how much I love you?"
Jess takes a minute to think about it, and she recalls what he had said to her when he proposes for her to marry him.
"Yes you did. You wanted to make love to me when the sun sets till the sun rises, from what I recall."
"Yes, to have you in my embrace when I wake up from the Dark Sleep. And I am an honorable man to only have you when we wed. And I can be able to show you my love to you since we are bonded by the mating marks. But do you want to know how much I want you?"
Without answering, Jess felt Brooklyn stop dancing, as he takes a deep look at her face. Jess feels a trance that shows deep affection radiating from Brooklyn. His hands cup her face, as she knows he is going to kiss her.
Her breaths in shallow air, as Brooklyn leans in and first kiss her left cheek. His lips pulling back from her cheeks he then kiss her brow. Like her cheek, his lips though cool and soft made a mark stinging of heat and love. He trail some kisses down her cheek to her lips which he gives her something she anticipated as she closes her eyes. His lips, brushing against her own in such a way that reminded her of her first kiss with him. His eyes close, as he urges to continue the embrace, and never letting it go.
The kiss went deeper, and passionate and with such intensity. Jess wraps one of her hands around the nape of his neck, and the other resting on his chest. Brooklyn responds letting his hands wonder on their own before one of them wraps around Jess's shoulders and the other around her waist. Intensity and the strength of this kiss, is something so powerful for Brooklyn to show his love to her.
Jess moans in pleasure, and wanting as Brooklyn deepens the kiss more than ever, as his hand holding her around the waist begins to stroke her back in a loving manner that leave chills going up her back.
Then something caught Jess off-guard as they continue their romantic moment. Strong emotions of love, passion and wanting wash her like a wave at the beach, as a vision came to her mind.
Images of candles glittering in a dark room, emitting the smallest flames granted to them. But it is not the room and candles that caught her breath, but what is happening in the room. She sees sheets of white silks on the floor, with petals of white, red and pink roses scattering all over. Soon, she sees a pair of arms; both arms belonging to a male and a female due to some of the features and distinctions, grasping each other in a loving pleasure. Her mind gasp as she soon notices herself in the picture along with Brooklyn. They are both nude, revealing the glow of their bodies thanks to the candles, part of them cover in the white sheets. The movements from the blankets and their bodies show they are making love; Brooklyn moving in such grace, inside of her as she holds on to him and her hair loose freely on the silks, Brooklyn giving her kisses all over her body as he continues in a rhythm of a song that they could only make.
There are two things that scare Jess from this image. One of them is that she could vividly feel, hear, and see everything in great detail. She could feel the faint warmth of the candles, the smooth soft fabric she lay upon. She could even feel the bare skins brushing against one another, and the kisses that Brooklyn places on her body in pleasure, and allowing him to wonder her body in curiosity and love. She could hear herself moan in ecstasy, their breaths in a fast pace. The second part is that all of this did not belong to her.
She moans in a harsh cry to stop, as she quickly tries to pull away from their kiss. Brooklyn sensing the panic in Jess, he breaks the kiss. When he sees Jess, worry came to him. Her expression is as if she had seen a ghost, her hand over to where her heart is, looking like she is having a heart attack. Her breathing deep, as she looks to find a bench beside her, she takes her seat trying to figure out what has happen in her mind.
Still worry about her, Brooklyn went to sit beside her, his hands on both of her shoulders.
"Love, are you alright?" he asked in concern. She quickly looks at him after hearing his voice.
"I'm okay," she said, but she places her hand on her forehead, looking like she has a headache. Her mind can't stop thinking about that vivid fantasy. If the vision didn't belong to her, then who thoughts are they? "But something happened when we are kissing."
"What is it?"
His voice soothes her, as he cares for her.
"There these feelings of love and wanting flooded in me, and I saw myself in a room. There were candles, white blankets cover in rose petals…I saw you and I making love."
Brooklyn's eyes show his shock.
'What?!' his mind said. 'Those were my thoughts…She somehow saw them, does she know that this thought in my mind was how much I want to love her?'
"It felt so weird, Brooklyn. I could vividly sense this, and yet I didn't think about it, at all. What happened to me? Have I gone crazy?"
"Jess, calm down," he said. "I would like to say at first, you are not going crazy, because…somehow…you saw my thoughts."
Spook by this, she turns to see Brooklyn, "Your thoughts and feelings?"
Brooklyn could only nod, as being the culprit of his vivid vision.
"How's that possible?"
"I am in the same boat as you," Brooklyn said.
Soon, Jess remembers the night before when she seek Morgan about any advice of being mated with Brooklyn.
"Once the ceremony's done, get use to the emotions that are mixing in you. Some are not technically yours, as now you can sense your mating partner's emotions."
"That must be it…"
"What is?"
"Brooklyn, Morgan told me after we are officially mated, we could sense our emotions and thoughts."
"How can that be? I only thought that it could happen when we have given out blood to….each other. Now I see…"
A silence falls upon them, after discovering that on one of the effects of them being mated; to sense the other's emotions, and thoughts.
"Brooklyn…"
"Yes," he said, he gazes at her eyes.
"The thoughts you thought of… Is that how much…"
"To love and want you at the same time…yes."
"Oh. But from looking at it now, the thought of seeing it for that matter seems breath-taking…It is romantic."
"I see," then his expression went in concern but upset. "Too bad I wish it would happen."
"What do you mean?"
"I hope for it to be a special honeymoon, but I didn't come prepare…Or to make it short, I didn't thought about it."
"It's okay Brooklyn; I can still wait until we are ready… I was hoping for it to happened tonight after the party…But don't worry about me."
A wave of a thought came to Brooklyn. He then looks at Jess and said, "I agree with you…"
"Wh-what? I didn't say anything Brooklyn, what is it that-"
"I want you badly, as you want me. I'll make sure that sooner, I can arrange our own honeymoon, so we…can be alone…at last. Okay?"
Confusion turns into a soft smile, as she said, "Alright, Brooklyn."
Soon, he leans in to kiss her lips once more. Both embrace each other, as Brooklyn gave her shattering kisses.
"Brooklyn…"
He stops before saying, "Yes, love?"
"Maybe while we are at it, we can try to practice with this effect of sensing our thoughts and feelings?"
"As you wish…"
Across the distance Morgan could hear everything said and done from the love-birds. Her thoughts and face smile to their happiness, but in a surprise that Brooklyn of all, would forget to plan a special moment between him and Jess.
An idea comes across to her, as she went across the ballroom. She went up the stairs and into a room with some papers, a desk and a phone.
Picking up the phone, she dials some numbers, and waits on the other side of the receiver. The other side went open as a voice asks.
"Hello there," she said, "This is Morgan from the Black Rose clan, we have celebrated a couple to be mate, and I was wonder if you could help me with arrangements…Thank you…now I want to begin with the location of their honeymoon…"
"I'm coming back Brooklyn, I just need to use the washroom," Jess said, as she walks ahead of Brooklyn before entering in the ladies' washroom.
Brooklyn stops a few feet away from the washrooms, as he leans against the railing. He observes the scenery below him.
The vampires of Blood Trillium and Black Rose are dancing in harmony. Enjoying fine blood, and talking on latest gossips and issues. What a world of sophistication and pleasure…
He peers down below to see a few girls gather around talking, but their voice in defeat and agony. His ears perk to hear their conversation.
"I-I can't believe it!" one of the girls cried. "He's now hooked up with that fledgling for eternity!"
"What does she have that we don't have?!" another exclaimed.
"You know, we can kill that little bitch for what she has done…" a third suggested.
"There's no point in murder, even is she is killed or not, we'll get slaughtered by Brooklyn, not just because of the stupid mating protection, but for being an heir."
"…It is such a waste…"
"Oh, Carline Thomas, you are just saying that because he has a cute butt!!"
Brooklyn gently bluffs out that reason. 'And that's all the proof to not mating with most of the girls in Blood Trillium.'
"Let's just head out to hunt after the party," one suggested. "If we make it, we will be back at the building at dawn."
All of the girls agree, before heading down in the ballroom to dance once more.
"Did you enjoy your party?"
Brooklyn pulls back away to meet Morgan beside him.
"I wouldn't call my party, because we are celebrating the union of Black Rose and Blood Trillium-"
"But for temporarily," Morgan said, cutting him off, "But the celebration of you and Jess, a couple in love, will have it cherished for eternity till death parts them. Is that true?"
"Yes." It is indeed the truth.
"So where is she?"
Brooklyn points out to the washrooms and said, "She's in there."
"I see. Do you have any after-plans for you and your love one? You know, after the ballroom event is over."
He shrugs and replied, "Not really. However, I am planning it out."
"You don't have to worry about that."
"Excuse me?"
"Your honeymoon, everything is covered."
Brooklyn is pretty confused; does the mating ceremony include a honeymoon for the couples as well?
"Let's just say it's a gift from me to you two," Morgan said, and she shows her teeth in a smile. "There is a limousine waiting for you up at the front. It will take you to your destination, a night of beauty, pleasure and love, just for you and Jess alone. And as for your sudden disappearance, I'll inform Boris about it. "
She walks away from Brooklyn heading downstairs, till he called her, "Morgan."
She looks up at him, "What is it?"
"Thank you for everything."
Morgan winks at him, before escalating down the stairs before meeting with Voltaire. They both talk a bit, and soon went hand in hand, as they blend in with the other vampires dancing the night off.
"Brooklyn."
He turns around to see Jess, back from the washrooms. The scents of soap and her scent are inhale by his nose. He long to hold her, kiss her and touch her like never before.
"Do you want to dance some more?" she asked.
"Not really," Brooklyn replied, "However…" He went up to Jess, both hands on her arms, and caressing her in a soft manner. "There have been arrangements all along, for us to spend the night alone."
"Really?"
He nods. "Do you want to go now? Or later?"
She thinks about for the moment, till she made her decision. She went up to her tip-toes Brooklyn and whispers her answer to his ear.
After he hears it, he smiles of her decision and replied, "Okay."
He extends his hand out for her hand to accept it. "One more dance, then we'll head outside."
If her heart was working, her heartbeat would be pacing a bit rapidly, as excitement and anxiousness creeps in her.
She takes a peek outside of the window in the limousine she is in, along with Brooklyn, who too stare at the window, with one arm wrapped around her waist. Still dark, and yet they could see their scenery. The limousine is currently going through a dirt path, as she and Brooklyn could hear the small rocks making contact with the rubber tires. Their scenery is a forest with trees in dark shade of green, and the birds and animals sleeping.
It could be miles from the urban lights, and noises from transportations, along with the sound of heartbeats in millions who live in it.
"Driver, is our destination near?" Brooklyn asked.
"Yes, Brooklyn," the driver answered. Brooklyn and Jess are aware that their driver is a vampire, serving for Black Rose, and Morgan trust in him to take them to their honeymoon.
A few minutes past by, in this anxious ride to their destination. It feels more like hours, and Jess isn't sure if they'll be able to make it before the sun went up. But it seems silly, when she and Brooklyn left the party at around two in the morning.
Her thoughts break when the limo stops.
Brooklyn takes a chance to roll the windows down with one of the automatic buttons in the passengers' seat. The tinted window is gone, only to see the view very well, and aware of that they are here. The place that they'll stay, for who knows how long.
Their honeymoon is a dojo, something that is traditional in the Japanese culture for many years. It seems to be the first time for Jess, as she takes a look at the area they'll be staying.
"It's lovely," Jess said. She wonders on what would be inside of the place.
The dojo contains a path-way, as it is a few feet from them. From what they could see, the place seems big and cozy that a dozen humans can stay and live in there. The front insists of a normal door, though everything else is made of the tradition from workers making a masterpiece.
As they got out of the limo, the driver gave Brooklyn an envelope containing a key, a letter from Morgan, and a card containing his information when they are willing to leave.
"Enjoy your staying," the driver said before going in the driver seat. The engine went to life, and the limo drove off down the road till it disappears.
Brooklyn opens the letter, and scans it, catching every word and meaning into it.
"What does it say?" Jess asked.
"It says: Brooklyn and Jess, I hope this place will make you feel like home. The dojo is where you'll be staying for just a few days. All of your luggage and necessities are in the home. The closest town is a few kilometers, which must involved your speed to get there and back if any plans to hunt or whatever activities that you two desire to spend the time. Enjoy your honeymoon, as it will be an opportunity to get closer. Sincerely, Morgan."
"That is very thoughtful of her."
"It is," Brooklyn said. A few days to be with his love, doing anything they can do within the nights to come.
"We should go inside, and see it for ourselves," Jess suggested.
"Okay." And without warning, Brooklyn picks Jess up bridal style, in which scares her for just a minute.
"Brooklyn, what are you doing?"
"It's one of the final traditions in the wedding night; the groom carrying the bride to the honeymoon."
She giggles at the reason, though it is true. As she wraps her arms around his neck, she pecks his lips with hers, before he carry her to the path heading at the front of the dojo. When they are at the door of the dojo, Brooklyn leans in to whisper something in her ear.
"Can you get the key from the envelope and open the door; my arms are a bit busy at the moment."
She nods, seeing his hand holding the envelope, she retrieves it to her hands and digs out the key. She places it in the keyhole, and in one turn, the door is unlocked. She twists the door knob, and the pushes the door open wide.
As Brooklyn enters inside the dojo, he let's Jess go down gently, her body brushing intimately against his own. He closes the door shut before locking it up again.
He wraps his arms around Jess's waist pulling her close to him, as they observe the scenery of this place. It is a cozy place for it to be a home, a thought that possibly Morgan got to arrange everything to be new thought it must have never been touched for almost years.
Brooklyn leads Jess away as they observe the rooms in the house. There is a living room containing earth tones along the walls, the carpet floorings, and matching sets of furniture. Matching sets of chaise lounge, and sofas, to the entertainment player consisting of high sound definitions, DVDs' and CDs'.
The kitchen is painted red, along with stainless steel refrigerator, and a sink. There is a table with chairs for two in it. They didn't know what is in the cupboards or even in the fridge, but it wouldn't be something that will cause harsh reactions if human food is consumed.
The bathroom seems beautiful with pale-blue walls, and white tiles as floors. It consists of both a bathtub and a shower; the shower has glass sliding doors, and towels of white hang from the steel hangers attach to the walls. There is a sink with soap bars, and shampoos and conditioners. A small mirror hangs on the wall above the sink.
There were a few paintings along the walls of the hallway. All of the windows contain thick black curtains tied down, for easy reasons; to cover the windows when the sun rises during the day.
They went to a few more rooms, and find it odd that they are all empty; probably there isn't an idea or two to use the rooms for.
The last room they went to is the bedroom. Jess could predict her heart would skip a beat to be seeing that room last. Thoughts flood her with high intimacy with Brooklyn, especially what he imagined during the party.
Brooklyn could sense her uneasiness as this would be her first time to go intimate. He could see a few flashes of images from Jess of bodies pressing together, kisses falling down, and the glow of love between each other.
"Are you ready to see it?" he asked.
Jess looks up to him, his eyes calm and gentle. She could feel the uncomfortable feeling subsiding into relaxation. She nods a yes, that she is ready.
The door opens when Brooklyn twisted it, and pushes it gentle. He enters first before bringing Jess into the room, and what she saw is beautiful.
The room is painted in a royal blue color. The floor is made of wood and fully polished. The wall opposite to the door contains a small window with curtains of black velvet covering, and another door leads to who knows where. Aside of that the room is big, and must be a masters' bedroom. On the left side of the bedroom, contains a closet, a desk with a supported mirror and a few drawers. There is a chair with a soft cushion, when taking a seat. On the floor next to the chair contains their entire luggage for almost a week. On the right side of the room, is a king-size canopy bed. The bed contains transparent white cloths hanging over the banister and draping down to cover partially of the bed. Thick dark-blue blankets with designs and patters cover the mattresses along with white linings and matching, fluffy pillows and a few dark blue cushions. The bed is in-between two bedside tables, both containing lamps, one of them with an alarm clock.
Curiosity takes over Jess, as she wonders what is behind the door on the other side. With Brooklyn holding her hand and following her, she unlocks it and realizes that they are sliding doors. Finally opening them by sliding them away, she eyes wide and her mouth gasp as she sees the area in front of her. Brooklyn couldn't believe it as well.
The sliding doors lead to a beautiful garden, with lushes of green grass, and a small stone path that leads to back steel bench. The bench is in front of a cherry blossom tree at its fullest blooms of the little pink flowers. The garden is surrounded by stone walls as high as seven feet tall. The next thing she soon sees is a koi pond. With rocks as its walls, the deep blue waters contain life in it. A few lily pads scatter around the top, and she could see fishes swimming in orange-gold and white colors. There's too a fountain with a person carrying a vase and cover in one long cloth. The vase's opening pour out water and letting it in the pond. The garden contains a few patches of bed-flowers in various yellows, purples, whites, and pinks.
"This is beautiful," she exclaimed, parting from Brooklyn's hand to be in the middle of the whole garden. "Can you believe it? It feels like a garden suited for a princess."
She twirls around, with her kimono slightly flaring, and her braided hair following the movement of her body. She looks up to the sky to see the stars bright and clear tonight. No clouds in sight.
Brooklyn gasps as the sight in front of his eyes. It is not the garden that caught him surprise but Jess. Twirling in the garden, the night's light have cloth her in the most astounding way. Her skin of pale peach glow in such radiance, and her crystal blue eyes dazzles in the twinkle of the stars. Her kimono's designs too sparkle from the light, along with the water's reflection on the side.
"Protect her like if she is your truest treasure." Voltaire's voice rings out of his mind.
And indeed, she is his truest treasure of all. She is his love, the one who capture his heart for being who she is. Even with damnation chaining her in the darkness of being a vampire, she glows like an angel of innocence and beauty.
"The garden is indeed beautiful," Brooklyn said, "Just like you."
She is on the verge to blush if she can, from Brooklyn's complement. Then she felt Brooklyn wrapping his arms around her, holding her closer. She closes her eyes, as she felt her back against his chest, her head tilting to the side to rest to feel the silkiness of his black kimono.
He escorts her near the pond, as they settle down on a patch of the grass, near the koi pond's edge and beside the bench. They both stare at the depths of the waters, seeing the fishes swimming together. Jess could have sworn she saw two of them dancing in there of their love.
The thought made her want to go deeper into the waters to feel the experience on how these two small creatures of nature show their way of affection. Within these thoughts a deep subconscious brings her to her desire and wanting. To feel the deep love of a man and a woman, and cherish the love of everlasting heat and passion to the one she ever love; the one she committed to be with for all of her life whether she is a vampire or not.
Her breath caught her as she felt Brooklyn's hand wonder her body in soft caresses. Gliding down her shoulder, down to her arm, and soon be feeling her abdomen. She wants him to continue his exploration down, but one of hands went back up to take hold of one of her own. His other hand slides around her waist.
Brooklyn's hand that taken holds of her hand pulls it up. Her eyes close as she felt her hand touch his cheek, the friction of his skin against her finger tips, made her stomach have butterflies He trail her hand to slide away from his cheek, and she try to savor the touch.
She could feel Brooklyn's emotions through their new connection as a mated couple. She knows Brooklyn is aware that she wants more than the touch of his cheek. She wants the touch of his forbidden muscles on his arms and chest. To feel it in a personal level, and feel him brush her body.
When Jess looks up to his face, opening her eyes, while turning, she sees the eyes of a god glowing within the depth of his eyes. His eyes dazzle thanks to the light from the pond's surface. His eyes became more of the ocean, an ocean with a deep wanting.
"Jessica…my love," he said, "I love you too much, I want to show how much I love you…"
Brooklyn leans his forehead on hers, their noses brushing each other. They stare at their eyes; they were longing to have this moment since he promised to wed her. They longed it after a so-close call to be intimate before the day of the mating process.
"But break, my heart is holding the silence that, for words cannot express my feelings towards you." He pulls both of her hands, and places them on his chest to where his heart should have beat.
Jess could feel it strong, and it is powerful than ever. He longs to release this deep love to her, through the only act that is powerful in romance novels, in Shakespeare's plays, through all married couples across the globe. It is a love to be embrace through flesh to be one in body, mind, and soul.
"Brooklyn," her voice wavered. Her blood rushing is through her rapidly, her breathing faster than a runner's race. Only her words can make everything fall into place, for the moment has come.
"Make love to me."
He startles of her words, but he return with such passion that he pulls her into his kiss. His lips claim hers in such intensity, but no matter how intense it is, it id very loving, very gentle. His arms wrap around her waist, and he pulls her up to her feet, without breaking the kiss. Her arms slid underneath his arms, her hands holding his shoulder blades.
He strokes her back, making her moan and receive chills up her back. Along with the wind blowing, it causes the tree to shake gently, letting a few petals and some cheery blossoms to fall down to the ground. The wind made Jess shivers from its cold. Although her kimono is useful for the indoors on hot summer days and nights, it isn't much helpful for the outdoors when the winds bring soft cool breezes.
She didn't want to stop this, but Brooklyn pulls back, their breath panting is fast pace. He pulls back because he senses that she is cold from the wind blowing this night.
"Brooklyn, don't stop," Jess said. She wants him to continue to give his kisses to her lips. She longs it as Brooklyn does too.
"I am not stopping," he said, "I want to continue it inside. I could feel you that you are cold from the breeze." He then whispers to her, "Do you mind, if we go in?"
She must have agreed with Brooklyn in some unusual way, as he lifts her up bridal style, and carries to from the beautiful garden into the bedroom. After they went into the bedroom, Brooklyn releases her down, but remains to keep hold of her with one of his arm around her waist.
Brooklyn shuts the door from seeing the view, and locks it up for precautions. Once he was done, he looks at Jess with hunger in his eyes to love her.
"Now where were we before…Oh, yes…"
He claims her lips, in a hard and compassionate kiss. She could only moan in pleasure, as he takes hold of her. Her clothed breasts crushed against his chest. It isn't long that Brooklyn gets Jess's back against the closed door, continuing his kisses on her lips.
Brooklyn pulls away from her lips, as they both went to breathe deeply from the lack of oxygen. He then leans in sending butterfly kisses on her hair. His hands undo the braid and her dark-brown hair spread out across her shoulders; letting down, just the way he like it. And then he could feel his hands roam around Jess's body; curious, and tempting to feel her in his hands.
Jess could only close her eyes, feeling him wondering on her body in a gentle but rough manner. She could feel his kisses on her hair, trailing down to her ear; pulling her earlobe teasingly, along her jaw-line, and then kissing her neck.
When a single touch is laid on her neck, she open her eyes and flashes of memories came by….Memories that is actually nightmares of her past.
Dark, lust and torturing kisses, grazed at her neck…She couldn't push it away as she was bind by chains attach to a blood-red bed.
"Brooklyn…" her voice plead; for help and fear.
She did not know if Brooklyn heard her and ignore her, or didn't recognize her calling. He continues only kissing her neck in a soft manner, before it progresses to a compassionate manner.
Fingers trailing all over her body; exploring any thing to touch for pleasure. There is nothing gentle about the movement, as it was rough and greedy. It enjoys the movement of her body, and longed for more wanting to take everything from her.
"Brooklyn."
Brooklyn is deafening by her voice, as he continue his behavior. Caressing her in a loving manner. Kissing her on her neck. It is a bad mistake he made, but he longed for this moment, to love her. Her scent is strong on her neck, as he could smell the blood going through those veins inside. The blood is calling him to allow him to taste it. His hunger begins rising, though he already fed prior to and during the ceremony, and the ball.
…Just one taste of his love's blood.
His fangs lengthen, as he allows the tips of it to touch the bare pale skin of her neck. So many times that he was so close to bite her when she was human. And now as a vampire it seems all those times of controlling himself from Jess's virgin scent, was nothing more than a door to a desire. He could easily knock it down and enter through it.
Jess's eyes widen, feeling the fangs on her neck.
Fangs went into her neck swiftly and painfully. All she could remember then is that her life's essence was draining…It was almost to the point of death.
"BROOKLYN!" she yelled.
She pushes away from Brooklyn, as he takes a step back shock of Jess's reaction. He didn't know what has happened at the moment. She was ready to take their relationship to the next level, and now…he didn't know what happened.
Brooklyn stares at her, wondering what is wrong with Jess. He could feel her emotions through his blood. Fear… Nervousness…Hysteria… But why did she react that way.
Jess stares at him in fear, and then everything fell into place. She is spooked by her nightmares, and she thought she was living in it just now. She thought it would be him doing those things now… but it was Brooklyn here.
She slides down to the floor, on her knees and tears begin to form in her eyes. She is scared for nothing; she covers her face with her hands, before Brooklyn bends down to her, and hugs her. He soothes her for his caring, trying to make her relax and calm as possible. Jess covers her face in his chest, crying for a bit before tears no longer shed, and went silent.
"Jess, what's the matter?" he asked her, "Why did you react that way?"
She pulls away to see Brooklyn's face. She took a calm breath, before answering.
"I thought I was reliving those nightmares. I thought I was under his power… I scared myself of the illusion in my head, when all this time….you… You wanted to show your love…"
From those confusion words, Brooklyn could understand what she is trying to say. His actions somehow trigger her suffocation during Boris's abuse on her. When he was showing his love, she feared and thought it was Boris who is doing it to her. Boris has done a lot of damage now… Boris has a lot of hell to pay for this.
"But are you alright?"
She nods, but her face looks sadden by this little action she have created a few minutes ago.
"…I-I am sorry for this Brooklyn," she said.
"Jess…it's not your fault…it's alright now. I am here for you."
Jess once again rests her head on his chest, feeling sorry for Brooklyn. Maybe… Maybe she should wait longer before she fully goes all the way with Brooklyn, until her stormy past is in ease with her to be numb.
For Brooklyn, his concern is the craving to taste her, and make love to her. But the question comes into mind. How can he show his love for her, without her feeling uncomfortable or scared?
What if….
"Jess, how would you feel if you taste me?" he suggested.
Jess looks up to him confused.
'What does he mean?' her mind thought. And then she gasps… 'Does he want me to bite him?'
"Brooklyn…"
"I know you longed for this moment, as I have, but I only want to do it if you are feeling well to go. I know when I changed you, I tasted your blood, but I couldn't savor it when your life is in my hands, thus not knowing of your blood sweetness. All I am asking that if you bite me, you can feel relax if I were to take a sip of your essence. From a vampire's view this exchange of blood is a way of how vampires make love…"
He takes hold of her, by wrapping his arms around her waist. Pulling her closer to him, he said to her, "Try to be me, wanting a taste of your blood. Be gentle and take an amount that you feel comfortable at…"
She looks at his neck, before looking at his eyes. "I'll try."
Jess kisses his lips, in a soft manner. She quickly pecks his lips a few times before she trails it down to his chin. Kisses have rain down to his jaw-line and then to his neck. His scent of the ocean and of nature seems strong, along with the scent of blood flowing in the veins and arteries in his neck.
She hesitates fearing if she somehow taken too much, she may lose Brooklyn. But it is Brooklyn's advice that rings into to her mind…to try to imagine him taking her blood…be gentle and with temperance. Will he act that way to her after her drink a bit of his blood?
Only one way to find out…
She places her lips on a small area of his neck, kissing it, until she is fully ready to do it. She could feel her fangs lengthen, as the tips of it are place on his flesh. It is then that her fangs sink into his flesh, and fresh blood escape from the new wound.
The small pain in his neck causes Brooklyn to gasp, as he holds her tight. The pain drifts into a small pleasure; he could feel a bit of his energy leaving him, his breathing above normal, treasuring the moment of a small ecstasy.
When Jess felt the first drop of Brooklyn's blood into her mouth, it is the sweetest thing she ever tastes. Unlike Boris's tar blood, the blood flowing in her mouth is a waterfall of honey. Why is it that Brooklyn's blood is sweet and not as Boris's? She only gulps a couple of small amounts of his blood before pulling away from his neck.
She first sees the two small puncture wounds, and little ribbons of blood escaping. She leans in once more, but this time licking the wounds, and trailing her tongue and kisses down his neck from where some of the blood rolls down.
As Jess pulls away from his neck, Brooklyn with his hand lifted her chin, and leans in to kiss her with his lips. His tongue slides through her lips, to only taste the mixes of her mouth caverns and his blood. A sweet and intoxicating combination.
Pulling back, he takes a look at his love in front of him. She is beautiful with her eyes as they glow some emphasis and her hair dark-brown like dark chocolate framing her gentle face. He looks to see her lips red and swollen, from his blood, and his kisses.
"May I?" he asked in a whisper to Jess.
Jess understands what Brooklyn is asking. He is asking to taste her blood. It is fair since she has taken his blood, and the thought of Brooklyn doing the same actions as what she did, seems forbidden yet arousing. She could still remember the nightmares but she push is aside, not wanting to ruin their night together.
She nods, as she is ready, and Brooklyn pulls her in, as he kisses her strongly for love.
He rained kisses all around her face. His lips went brushing on her hair, her forehead, her brows, her cheeks, and her lips. He rains from the top and continues to her jaw-line, before he begins to place feather-light kisses on her neck.
It did not frighten her, as Jess try to keep telling herself that it is only Brooklyn showing his affection to her. Brooklyn feels at ease that she isn't freaking out, so he continues on placing his kisses on her. When he found a spot to prepare the bite, he pulls the skin gently to make a small mark, trying to communicate with Jess that he'll be ready to take her blood soon.
His fangs lengthen, from the scent of Jess and her blood flowing inside of her, a tempting scent that sings. Brooklyn wonders if Jess is aware that this will be the first time that he'll drink her blood from her neck. It never occur to him to why he never change her in the old-fashion way by exchanging his blood and taking hers through two simple punctures on her neck made by his fangs. It could be because the neck seems like an intimate spot to her, and he would only drink from the neck when looking for prey, or making love to Jess. His thoughts went away, as Brooklyn gently sinks his fangs into Jess's tender flesh.
Jess flinches at the bite and pain inflicted on her neck, but a wave of pleasure flowed her, making her relax. Aside from Boris's brutal bite, Brooklyn's is more gentle and loving. She wraps her arms around his body to pull his closer, as she closes her eyes in bliss.
When her life's essence went in Brooklyn's mouth and his tongue and throat taste her blood…he couldn't believe it. Her blood is sweeter than any other females he fed on. Like the finest honey of a once in an opportunity, he savors her blood. The other side of him wants him to continue to drink from his love's, but Brooklyn controls it and stops after his mouth was partially full of blood, before swallowing it.
He pulls back from her neck, and seeing the wounds made, he leans in to lick the puncture wounds and the leftover blood escaping from Jess's veins. He looks at the wounds closing up, leaving no scars, scabs or even blood in sight. A vampire's saliva can heal faster to almost any wound than a vampire's physical ability to heal. When he takes a look at Jess, her eyes were closed, but when Jess found out it was over, she opens her eyes to see Brooklyn's eyes; they too glow in emphasis from the blood.
Brooklyn captures her lips in a hard and passionate kiss once more before giving her another soul-kiss. Jess moans in pleasure as Brooklyn goes exploring in her mouth with his tongue. She and Brooklyn could taste their blood mixed together, and it is delicious to the body, mind and their souls.
Brooklyn brushes his body against hers in an intimate manner. And Jess without words, communicates Brooklyn with her feelings wanting their love to go further than just kissing.
He pulls back and looks deeply into her eyes, before he pulls himself up. Without realizing, Brooklyn picks up Jess in bridal style and carries her to the bed. Her request seems to be granted, and she knows Brooklyn wants this as much as she does…because they love each other deeply than ever before.
"You shall be closer to each other than ever before…"
(Author's Note: This is a LEMON SCENE!!! I thank my best buddy, PhoenixTears25, as she wrote the scene as a request from her. I have added some details, so everyone enjoy it!!! The song down is 'Kissing You' sung by Des'ree)
He lay her down on the bed, his left hand holding the small of her back, bringing her close to him as he lay down next to her. His fingers of his right hand twirl in her brown hair, as he gazes down deeply into her crystal blue eyes.
Pride can stand a thousand trials,
The strong will never fall
Their hot breathes mingle as he leans in, his lips press against hers, their bodies lift together as he lay down half on top of her. His left hand is now free and caressing her side.
As they pull back, Jess sees Brooklyn's eyes, looking… She could see the emotions in his eyes, yet if she could name them, not on her life could she give a quick description of such emotions as they course through his and her blood.
But watching stars without you,
My soul cries.
She wants to say something, to hear him respond to her, know that this is real and was not some crazy dream that can be forgotten when her eyes open from her sleep.
"Brooklyn…" her voice whispered through her parted lips.
She strokes his face with her fingers, feeling the cool skin of him. Knowing that this is happening, she cups his jaw as she leans up and kisses him. Their lips part as they kissed.
He holds her waist as she pulls him down towards her with her arms clinging to his shoulders.
Brooklyn's left fingers are already beginning to undress Jess, as they kissed, their lips, tongues, teeth all clash together…For love…
He places kisses brushing on her bangs, around her face, and slowly going down towards her neck. If she had a pulse like any other human, he knows it would be racing, oh, how he imagines the blood flowing inside of her.
Jess could feel the cool fangs graze against her pearl white skin; his kisses her shoulders, collar bones; partially moving the clothing away to reveal some of her flesh, while he ever so slightly undresses her.
Heaving heart is full of pain,
Oh, oh, the aching.
Brooklyn kicks off his slip-on shoes as he unties the obi around her waist. Her body has lift up without asking, as he slides his hands under her and removes the obi. It then falls from the bed to the floor without much recognition from the two parties.
Jess's kimono opens like curtains to reveal a light-blue silk nightdress, before it too falls on the floor. He slowly kisses her neck and could feel her stiffen and then relax several times before he ran a hand over the silk. The nightdress hugs her body's contours and reveals her womanly build even more.
She reminds herself that she should not let her nightmares, ruin their night together. That it is only Brooklyn kissing her with love, passion, and gentleness.
'Cause I'm kissing you, oh.
I'm kissing you, oh.
She wriggles under Brooklyn's soft touch, rubbing herself against him; she wants to have her share of the moment. Forgetting who she is, Jess begins to try undoing Brooklyn's clothes, but only to tear them with her nails.
Brooklyn could hear the tearing, and he halfheartedly lifts himself from her body, detaching her claws from his clothes. When Jess sees the small damages to his kimono she blushes as she realizes what she was doing. And soon her face turns red even more as he begins to undress himself while he sit above her.
Jess watches him slowly undressed himself; it felt like an eternity to see him undress. Removing the black kimono, the dark-green buttoned shirt to reveal his chest; looking like a god. He stops undressing when all he is wearing are dark blue boxers, which shows off Brooklyn's growing need superbly. Jess blushes slightly as she feels it brushing against her and he too blushes while gasping for air.
His strong hands caress her legs, till his slides them to her feet. He removes her own shoes, before pulling out the white stockings to reveal her smooth legs. After it is done, he slides his hands up to feel the flesh of her skin, savoring the touches.
As Brooklyn bends down, he feels Jess's hands glide over his smooth back, she holds onto his shoulder, and runs her hands up to and through his red hair. Her fingers getting entangle.
Brooklyn runs his hands down her sides, her thighs and then found the hem of her nightgown; it is just at her calves.
Touch me deep, pure and true,
Gift to me forever
He leans in, nuzzling her neck, as she played with his hair and began to slowly lift the nightgown up her legs and to her waist. Brooklyn could feel the material of her panties when they are no longer cover by her nightdress and smiles, he slowly pushes the nightgown up and then it was completely off with some of Jess's help.
Brooklyn takes a look at Jess in only her bra and panties, and stares at her breathless. His eyes are wide as his gazes explore every curve of her beautiful body. From her shoulders, the partial swell flesh of her breasts and her waist trim to perfection as this is a vampire's gift of beauty. But no matter what, this beauty is Jess's and hers alone.
Jess could feel his eyes watching her, she began to feel bashful. Her mind quickly tells her to cover herself up, and as she tries to get up and find something to shield her half-nude body, Brooklyn stops her with a firm hand, and he kisses her lips.
'Cause I'm kissing you, oh.
I'm kissing you, oh.
He removes his lips from her, as he leans in to her ear and whispered, "You are beautiful, my love." And they went back down onto the bed.
Jess lies on her back, as Brooklyn lies on his side; very close to her.
They begin stroking each other, feeling their fleshes against their fingers, till neither could tell the difference between each other's touch. They look at each others mating mark, knowing and cannot believe that everything has come true. That they are able finally be together without hesitations, nor conflicts.
"Are you ready?" Brooklyn asked his voice was hoarse as he began to undo her bra.
Jess closes her eyes and nods. The bra then disappears from them, as it is toss aside, and she leans into him; her bare breasts against his bare chest, hoping that they could just melt into each other.
She feels him knead her breasts slowly with his coarse hands as he nibbles her neck in a teasing and loving matter. His hands left her breasts to move to her panties were he ever so carefully removes them and his own boxers, discarding them both on the floor. Leaving them to see their birth-suits, and admire the details.
Brooklyn parts her legs, his fingers found the sweet nodule. He could feel her thick juices and smiles as he kisses her. He watches her contorted face as he plays gently, wanting to give her as much pleasure as possible before his need grew too big.
With his need growing with every second, he lies above her, distributing his weight evenly. Jess could see the desire to make love to her now through his ocean-blue eyes. He leans in to capture her lips, both of their eyes closing, and Brooklyn's manhood enters in her womanhood.
Brooklyn could hear her muffled cry, as he could feel the short pain inside her, as she now and forever lost her virginity. Jess is aware of that a woman's innocence could be painful during the experience of their first intercourse with another man. But she knows that the one to receive her virginity is Brooklyn, and the only one she wishes to be in bed. To her, it is worth to lose it to the one you love and care, the one that will care and love you with gentleness and comfort.
They lay there for some time just feeling each other. When the pain subsided, Brooklyn pulls back and stares at Jess. Jess kisses him, as he kisses her and soon they were moving together, without any words for them to begin their love dance.
Their rhythm went slow and steady and pleasure came to them. They could feel their bodies brushing against each other in an intimate manner, the caressing through their hands, and the kisses of their love. After awhile, Brooklyn takes a look into her eyes, and could sense that she does not want to stop, but urge him to have this moment to be soul-shattering, and then it gained in speed and urgency. Their breaths went faster and shallower; their body picking up the pace and Brooklyn's fangs graze her neck which she exposes for him. They are close reach to the highest point as they both fill each other of their souls with love. As they both rock to an explosion of ecstasy, Brooklyn's fangs nips her neck and both float down from the heavens.
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Jess could feel her life's blood draining from Brooklyn drinking some of her blood, as she is falling into a sleeping spell; maybe with the combination of the climax she experience for the first time. Her eyes flutter down, as she could feel a few things with her body. Brooklyn lightly licking the small wound on her neck... Soft, silk sheets cover her body from her chest down. And then, Brooklyn pulls her to him, his arms around her waist and small feather kisses all over her face and hair.
Her breathing went back to normal, and soon she falls into a peaceful dream that would soon fill her with fantasies of her love. She couldn't remember what happened before she let the dark sleep cover her, but she feels the fanning of Brooklyn's breath near her ears and whispers to her the only words that soothe her…
"I love you…"
'Cause I'm kissing you.
I'm kissing you, oh.
*Cries waterfalls* This is the most beautiful thing after writing this piece, along with some help from PhoenixTears25!!! Thank you so much!!! I hope everyone enjoys it too, and review this chapter for me. Tell me what you think!!!!
The lyrics from the ceremony scene is a song called "Do I love you because you're Beautiful" from the soundtrack of Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella starting Brandy in 1997.
Till next update,
StarlightAngel101