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nosuchthingasfate It had been awhile since Allison had found herself in a man's bedroom. The last time had been near the end of the relationship with Scott, when they had been fighting desperately to hold onto what they had in the face of everything that was conspiring against them and trying to pull them apart.
Elijah's bedroom looked nothing like Scott's though. His room was dark colors and elegant sophistication, not the room of someone between kid and adulthood. Elijah's room wasn't pieces picked out by a motherly figure but everything that he liked and had chosen on his own. Standing there in his private sanctuary, Allison had a little more of a glimpse at the mysterious, enigmatic man who was resting nearby. She wanted desperately to snoop but following him for two weeks had pressed her limits of delving into a man's privacy. She didn't want to push anymore and upset him.
Especially not when he was most likely feeling just a bit off kilter after being bitten and lost in fever induced dreams while she tended to him. She had a feeling that he wasn't a man used to admitting weakness or giving too much of himself too freely, no matter what the situation was. And playing nursemaid to him had been a strange and intimate situation for two people who still didn't really know much about each other. The noble vampire and the huntress.
"We make an odd pair, don't we?" She mused out loud, looking over towards his bed. She could feel the restless energy rolling off of him and she knew he was fighting not to lunge to his feet but she wouldn't let him. She had even threatened him with a smile. All of which he had taken in stride and with a tinge of wry amusement. Maybe because he was still too weak to really argue with her and he was holding himself in check because of what the weakness meant.
"You haven't fed." She remarked then as she moved towards him, deciding to press into his privacy just enough to sit on the edge of the bed. "You need too, don't you?" She saw the flicker of his lashes and the way he clenched his jaw in response which was enough of an answer for her.
Shifting then, she pulled a hair tie from her pocket and went about the task of gathering her dark curls into a haphazard bun at the top of her head. It was a quick fix to pull all the hair out of the way so she could expose the elegant curve of her neck to him then. A few tendrils had escaped but she tucked them back impatiently, maybe to hide just a bit of the nerves she was feeling at the moment though she was tucking them back too with a pure sense of will.
She didn't know how to phrase it then as she looked at him but she figured the a straight forward approach was best. "Feed on me."
Elijah's bedroom looked nothing like Scott's though. His room was dark colors and elegant sophistication, not the room of someone between kid and adulthood. Elijah's room wasn't pieces picked out by a motherly figure but everything that he liked and had chosen on his own. Standing there in his private sanctuary, Allison had a little more of a glimpse at the mysterious, enigmatic man who was resting nearby. She wanted desperately to snoop but following him for two weeks had pressed her limits of delving into a man's privacy. She didn't want to push anymore and upset him.
Especially not when he was most likely feeling just a bit off kilter after being bitten and lost in fever induced dreams while she tended to him. She had a feeling that he wasn't a man used to admitting weakness or giving too much of himself too freely, no matter what the situation was. And playing nursemaid to him had been a strange and intimate situation for two people who still didn't really know much about each other. The noble vampire and the huntress.
"We make an odd pair, don't we?" She mused out loud, looking over towards his bed. She could feel the restless energy rolling off of him and she knew he was fighting not to lunge to his feet but she wouldn't let him. She had even threatened him with a smile. All of which he had taken in stride and with a tinge of wry amusement. Maybe because he was still too weak to really argue with her and he was holding himself in check because of what the weakness meant.
"You haven't fed." She remarked then as she moved towards him, deciding to press into his privacy just enough to sit on the edge of the bed. "You need too, don't you?" She saw the flicker of his lashes and the way he clenched his jaw in response which was enough of an answer for her.
Shifting then, she pulled a hair tie from her pocket and went about the task of gathering her dark curls into a haphazard bun at the top of her head. It was a quick fix to pull all the hair out of the way so she could expose the elegant curve of her neck to him then. A few tendrils had escaped but she tucked them back impatiently, maybe to hide just a bit of the nerves she was feeling at the moment though she was tucking them back too with a pure sense of will.
She didn't know how to phrase it then as she looked at him but she figured the a straight forward approach was best. "Feed on me."
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Date: 2014-10-10 05:59 am (UTC)Then she had a dozen different answers racing through her mind when he asked her how she wanted him. There was a handful of positions she wanted to try, some of them she had never considered before and probably would have gone beet red even with Scott to talk about them but only because talking about it would have made the young werewolf embarrassed. Elijah wasn't young though and clearly he was more experienced than she was. Nor would he care what she said.
So she was honest.
"I want you down there." She gasped, her cheeks going just a touch pinker. "I want to feel what it's like...when a guy goes down on me and makes me come."
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Date: 2014-10-10 05:40 pm (UTC)He felt something familiar in his chest give way at her admission, the barest smile touching his face as he gave her what she wanted.
She tasted like heaven as he teased her with his tongue. He savored it, tracing folds and opening with his tongue, circling her clit until he finally wrapped his big hands around her hips and gently tugged her closer, sliding his tongue inside in earnest to fuck her with his mouth before he pulled away and shifted to suckle gently at her clit.
He brought her to the edge of orgasm, then replaced his mouth with his fingers to finish her as he turned his head, pressed his face against the soft skin of her inner thigh, and bit the moment she came, glutting himself on both her pleasure and her blood as she came apart for him.
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Date: 2014-10-10 06:31 pm (UTC)She scrambled for something to hold onto, something to focus on as the sensations overtook her and pulled her under. Everything he did was so much more than what she thought it could be, leaving her whimpering and gasping as her fingers rhythmically clenched and relaxed in his hair. There were times she wanted to pull him closer and other time she wanted to push him away when it to be too much.
Then she fractured and came apart, crying out softly when he bit and the orgasm blasted through her hot and hard. The sensation of both things nearly brought her to the edge of blacking out as she pulled at his hair with her eyes clenched closed. Then she relaxed, swallowing thickly and opening her eyes to watch till he was done feeding again.
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Date: 2014-10-11 05:55 am (UTC)His only regret was that he didn't make her scream for him.
Lapping away the stray blood that seeped from her bite wounds, Elijah lapped at her with unabashed greed, savoring the taste of her release, the flutter of her muscles as he gently slid his tongue inside her again. She was supple and passive with the afterglow of her orgasm, a lazy shell of warmth and pleasure...and he was still painfully hard, restless with a hunger that had nothing to do with blood.
Sliding from between her legs, Elijah methodically stripped, enjoying the luxury of watching her lay there, sated and spent as he removed his clothing. When he joined her in bed again, the bite mark on her throat drew his eye, and had his hunger rising again as his cock stirred still further with a flood of brutal lust, with the need to taste that shattering ecstasy in her blood again.
Leaning in, he kissed her as his body settled between her legs. Careful not to crush her under his weight, he shifted a hand between them to guide himself into her body. She was hot and wet and yielded to him perfectly, taking him in until there was nothing left but to press his face to her throat, to breathe her in, to let the madness of Allison Argent take him.
There was nothing left except to move as he lifted his head, kissing her hard and with a hint of fang as he propped himself up over her with an elbow on either side of her head.
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Date: 2014-10-11 06:14 am (UTC)Reaching for him as he slid over her body, she brought her legs up to cradle his hips between her thighs, her hands sliding down as his back as she took in a small breath to brace herself. Then it left her in a low groan at the feel of him filling her so completely. He was bigger than she could have imagined too and there was a second or two of discomfort till she shifted her hips up towards his to change the angle, stealing her breath as she did.
Then she was kissing him back, making another noise against his lips as she brought a hand up to the back of his head. Rocking her hips slightly, she swore she saw sparks behind her eyelids as the friction sent jolts through her. Fuck, she could already telling having sex with him was going to be amazing. Undoubtedly the best of her life.