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Charlie & Chris (runasone) wrote in nosuchplace,
@ 2009-09-03 22:43:00

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chris jung, hayate ishikawa

Friday: February 8, 2008
Who: Chris and Hayate
When: Evening
Where: Hayate's Cottage
What: Reuniting feels really good
Warning: Sexual situations between a young teen and adult/vampire

It had been hours since Chris left the water bungalow she shared with Riley and Charlie. How could she even think about going back when the truth she had tried so hard to hide was thrown in her face? Charlie was disappointed in her, and considering how close she was to her brother any sort of negative emotion from him weighed down on her like a tons of bricks. Chris couldn't shake the tight feeling she had in her chest, or the extreme need to just cry every five minutes. There was only one place she felt like being, and that was in the very house of the man that had taken her innocence.

Chris entered the vampire's cottage, and made her way to the bedroom on the second level. Her footsteps were heavy like her emotions, and all she wanted to do was cuddle up in Hayate's bed. She lied there in the dimly lit room with the last rays of sunshine filtering through the curtains. The light danced on the walls, and Chris was drawn into her own mind. She had worked so hard to keep herself in a safe, and warm bubble. She didn't want to face the reality of any situation she had been in, and she pushed those events to the back of her mind and warped them into something happy and bright.

The young girl couldn't do that anymore not when Charlie confronted her with her actions. She felt guilty, and ashamed. If the things she had done with Hayate were right then why did she feel so bad about them? Why was she ashamed of having sex with him? Why did everything suddenly feel wrong, and if it was all wrong why in the world was she in Hayate's house in the first place?

Chris covered her face with her hands, and then pushed her hair away from her forehead. She pulled at the golden strands just as tears began to well up in her eyes. All she wanted was to be a normal teenager. She wanted to go to school; hang out with her friends. She wanted to date, have a boyfriend, and go to the prom. She wanted to learn to drive, and graduate from high school. There were so many things she wanted, and they were all taken away in the blink of an eye. Things had gone downhill since then, and she had veered far from the path she had originally traveled. Sometimes she wondered who exactly she had become.

The girl rolled onto her stomach, and buried her face into a pillow. Everything in her life sucked, and she was tired of hurting. Her fantasy world was crumbling all around her leaving behind the ugly truth. She was trying to put it back together, trying to push away everything that hurt. It wasn't as easy as it used to be, and in the midst of her rebuilding she didn't even notice that she wasn't alone anymore.

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splitimpulse
2009-09-05 05:49 am UTC (link)

Hayate was home. He healed from his injuries after a few days, but not without the help of the healers and the doctors. It would have taken a week on normal time. Instead, it only took three days. He was lucky. It gave him more time to do what he wished now that he was released from custody just the day before. Today was his second day of freedom, and he spent it wisely enjoying the open grounds of the city. He really needed to get out of it from time to time, though. It was getting old. Nature—though a part of him hated it, he had a fondness for it as well. He should find a reason to visit the faes of the forest.

He entered his home and removed his shoes at the door, making his way up the stairs to the second floor. Hayate was not expecting company, so when he arrived on the second landing and reached his doorway he was surprised to find Chris lying on his bed. He leaned briefly against the doorframe, crossed his arms and watched her from across the distance. His pretty little plaything, and already waiting for him, she was.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he pushed himself from the doorway to approach the bed. He threw aside his removed belt, and it landed somewhere onto the floor. He was not looking to see where.

Moving onto the bed, he sat upright beside her. His hand came out to brush at her hair. “Chris,” he said, the small smile becoming full as a light danced behind his eyes. “Fond of my bed, even when I’m not in it?”

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runasone
2009-09-05 06:38 am UTC (link)

Chris didn't realize that she wasn't alone until the moment Hayate's belt landed on the floor. It was a loud enough sound for her to hear, but before she could turn around to face her vampire he was already on the bed. She felt his hand brush against her hair, and Chris immediately felt at ease. The girl couldn't explain what it was about the vampire that brought forth those feelings. She couldn't explain how, despite her shame, she reveled in the touch of his hand on her head. Chris closed her eyes, and smiled before she turned over onto her back to look at him.

Hayate was really there with her now. He wasn't in behind strong bars inside of a filthy dungeon, but he was there with her. Chris smiled in spite of the tumultuous feelings roaring inside her heart, and the rampage of thoughts in her mind. Pushing aside the confusion seemed easier when Hayate was around.

"Well, you do have a very comfortable bed," she said playfully. "But you know I like it better when you're in it." Adult words for a very young person. She probably shouldn't have been saying them at all not with the guilt of having sex was looming over her, but she said them anyway. A very conscious decision on her part, and she meant every word of it. "I missed you."

Maybe she was being too hard on herself, and there was nothing to really feel guilty over. There was no shame in what they did especially since she had made the choice to do them. Did age really matter when it came to sex? She was a teenager though by most standards she was already a woman considering she had already had her menstrual cycle (irregular as it was). Chris was doing adult things with a very adult man; and maybe it was time she began acting more like an adult, too.

Chris pushed herself to a sitting position, and instantly threw her arms around the vampire. "I missed you so much," she said before she pulled back far enough to capture his lips for a kiss. Passionate, and a little bit forceful, the girl expressed her feelings for the vampire in that moment. Guilt and shame didn't exist anymore. Being with Hayate felt right even though it probably shouldn't have.

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splitimpulse
2009-09-08 06:48 am UTC (link)

Hayate wasn’t aware of the dilemma looming in her mind, but it was probably best that way. He had never been the type to go to a problem with. The subtly of handling morality and emotions was beyond his grasp, and any advice he gave would lead only to abandonment of the issues at hand. He grinned softly at her reply, and it was a very adult one to make. Her age was not something he took note of; if he had, they would have never been in this situation or in this very room together right now. His hand caressed her face, even if gods were screaming in protest. The actions were supposed to be wrong, but neither of them was acknowledging it.

The feel of her body pressing to his as she sat up to hug him caused the vampire to cradle the back of her head in his hand as he held her back as well, pulling the girl close to his chest. Hayate missed very few things, but the sensation of another person against him was one of them—the others were instinctual needs, like fresh blood and comfortable sleep, but this one was different. It was a mental need, not a physical one, and there were strings of emotion tied into it.

She kissed him, and he pressed into it, taking over the kiss with his own force. She was sweet-tasting and young, and she desired his company; Hayate needed no other reasons to pursue this twisted relationship with her. His lips parted and he deepened the kiss, pushing her down to the bed. Their passionate movements stretched on through the moments ahead, which were full of roaming hands, red lips upon soft lips, and heavy breathing from their lungs.

He broke the kiss, a hand brushing tenderly against her cheek. Hayate hovered above her lips and took to softly catching the tip of her lip between his or extending a slight brush of his tongue against her mouth. There were other things he wanted to do, things he’d been considering since his release, and he mentioned them as they lied there in the warmth of each other.

“We should do more,” he said, a sly tone to his voice. He descended for another touch of her lips. “Live more freely. Now’s as good a time as any . . . ”

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runasone
2009-09-09 01:15 am UTC (link)

A big part of Chris's problems was that she didn't talk about them with anyone. She used to confide in her brother, and tell him all her hopes, and fears, and as far as she knew he kept them all secret. But things started to change with the virus. Being separated from their parents, and pushed out into the world forced them both to grow up when they weren't ready. Well, Charlie might have been ready, but Chris definitely wasn't. She didn't talk to him as much, and she immersed herself in the delusions she created. Being with Hayate was part of that fantasy, and everything they had done almost seemed unreal. She hadn't accepted their relationship until the moment Charlie had confronted her with the truth. Chris had to face it now, and all of its repercussions.

The girl hadn't realized just how much she missed the vampire's embrace until he had hugged her back, and his body was pressing against hers. Could being with him really be so wrong when it made her happy? Her heart was conflicting with her head, with what society considered 'normal', and it was confusing her to no end.

Despite that she kissed him deeply, and a content murmur came from the back of her throat when he returned the kiss and pushed her onto the bed. Chris wanted him so badly after she had been deprived of his company for over a week. Her hands roamed over his body, and for those few moments all thoughts were pushed from her head. It was perfect, and she didn't want it to stop. But stop it did, and she whimpered because of it.

They continued to kiss one another playfully, and tease each other with their tongues. Chris wanted to do more, too, but it was put off as they lied on the bed. Her hands continued to move up his side, but her mind began to question what it was she was doing with him. Wasn't she too young for this? By society's standards she was, but her own mind thought differently. Besides, the world wasn't the same anymore, and that meant the old rules didn't apply here, or anywhere.

"Mmm," she said with a nod. "We should do more." She answered his question without really knowing what it was he meant. Chris only knew that she wanted to do more things with him, and she wanted to do it right away. She pulled him down for a kiss, and moved her head to the side to nibble on his earlobe. "We should celebrate your freedom," she added. "I don't have to go home, so you have me all to yourself."

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splitimpulse
2009-09-09 09:39 pm UTC (link)

Hayate closed his eyes as he felt her mouth on his ear. He remained still for a moment, a small smile playing on his face. He did not have to bother to ask her to do things anymore or instruct her on what to do; their times together taught her enough that she knew what to do all on her own, and the little impetuous gestures were entertaining in their right. Hayate did not make another move to kiss her, though. He knew if he got back into that he would forget to ask her anything at all.

A chuckle escaped from his chest, and his hand ran down the side of her body. “Yes, we should celebrate my freedom,” he concurred, and his blue eyes opened to meet hers down below. “But I was thinking of something . . . a little more creative.” Hayate’s eyes panned down her chest to look her over in appreciation. “What would you say to another person? Someone to . . . join us . . . not all of the time, but from time to time. To share our bed. The person could be of your choice. Male or female. I don’t know which one you prefer more in such a situation . . . ”

It was something rarely asked and received with positive feedback, but Hayate was not thinking clearly. He was also not thinking she was one of those types to refuse. Some younger people were more adventurous than those with age. Sharing was hard for a lot to do, but Hayate was used to it. It was why he was suddenly asking, because it failed to bother him and he wanted to watch . . . or participate . . . or even both. He was free, and he wanted to do what he wanted to do. He simply wasn’t thinking about what Chris wanted from it all, but he was selfish that way. He always had been.

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runasone
2009-09-11 03:36 am UTC (link)

The once innocent girl had learned many things while in the company of the vampire, things that modern society would have looked down upon had they known. In the eyes of the adults around her Chris was far too young to engage in the sort of relationship she had with Hayate. There was a part of Chris that thought that, too, and it was pressing closer to the surface after the confrontation with Charlie. She managed to silence it for a few minutes though as she continued playfully touch the vampire.

She giggled softly when his hand traveled down the side of her body; she had always been slightly ticklish in that area, and leaned up to kiss his chin as he talked. "I can totally be creative," she said eagerly before he even spoke his next words. "Were you thinking something like hand-" Chris stopped talking long enough to hear Hayate's actual proposal of creative. The girl thought maybe he wanted to do some role playing, or maybe use handcuffs, or even whip cream (she had seen a movie that did that), but he mentioned something completely out of left field. Frankly, it left the girl at a loss for words.

Chris smiled weakly at Hayate, and eyed him curiously. "I'm sorry, but did you say another person?" Even as she repeated the words she found it a little hard to believe, and let out a small laugh because of it. "Um... yeah... let's not, and say we did," she joked before she realized that Hayate was completely seriously. Chris couldn't help but look a little dumbfounded at the vampire. Never in her life had she ever considered being part of a threesome; of course, she was only fourteen and such thoughts had yet to enter her head. She always wondered stuff like that worked since it always seemed really complicated, and messy in the hentais she had seen.

Then it brought back all the guilt she felt about having sex in the first place. If she felt this bad with one person how was she going to feel if she had sex with two people at the same time! Would that make her easy? A slut? She really didn't want to have that sort of label pinned on her already. Those arguments fought with the part of Chris that wanted to be more adult considering the relationship she had with Hayate. It was a tug-of-war in the girl's head, and so she answered as honestly as she could.

"I-I don't know..." And it was the truth since Chris was having the hardest time deciding on what she really wanted.

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splitimpulse
2009-09-15 01:07 pm UTC (link)

Hayate noticed the joke in the younger girl’s voice, and his hand trailed down along her chin as he smiled softly in response. “I’m being serious,” he said out loud, just to make it clear. Hayate was not an avid watcher of television or movies, so he was unaware of the world of hentai or other such things. The word sounded vaguely familiar, like he had heard it somewhere before, but he was not sure where. The look on her face spoke multitudes. She didn’t know what to think of it, but the larger part of her looked objectionable to the idea. If he could figure out the reason for it being objectionable, then he was sure he could convince her the opposite of what she believed. He just needed to pinpoint why.

The first possibility seemed the most likely: Women were careful about their reputations and the way people perceived them, and for good reason. They were not treated with the same level of respect as men when it came to sexuality. If Chris was running off behind his back with some man, Hayate’s eye would alight with rage. However, it was a different matter if permission and participation were involved, especially for something like this.

“We wouldn’t tell anyone,” Hayate said in a low voice. “It’d be private. Only between those involved. I haven’t talked to anyone about our private life before, and I’m not going to start now.” It was the truth, oddly enough. “We’d be careful about who we picked. Someone open to the idea, but someone with modesty . . . and class.” Hayate twirled a lock of her blonde hair around his finger, idly watching as it unrolled and fell back to the back. His eyes met hers. “Perhaps a girl is too . . . much?”

A woman seemed like touchy ground for another woman. Jealously could become an issue, but a man . . . if the man showed interest in Chris, the spotlight would not be on Hayate. She would have no reason for jealousy. For the vampire, he was not particular about which sex. He found both equally attracting, even if Chris did not yet know that.

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runasone
2009-09-16 06:34 am UTC (link)

Chris hadn't told anyone of their relationship either. She had written it down in her diary, and she realized now that that was a mistake. It was still evidence of the true nature of her relationship with Hayate, and of the things they had done together. The girl had written it in her diary because she had no one else to talk with about the matter, but now she knew she couldn't even do that. She had a sneaking feeling that Charlie would try to read her diary again, and so she just had rid herself of it when she left the house earlier.

His words were comforting, simple as they were, and she smiled up at him. She knew he wouldn't tell anyone; he hadn't thus far, and she did trust him with such secrets. Chris liked that he explained it a little bit further, at least about the person they chose to join them. It still bothered Chris a little. She was never very good at sharing her toys when she was in kindergarten, and despite the fact that Charlie was her twin she didn't like to share with him unless it was absolutely necessary. She wouldn't be sharing a thing in this situation, but a whole person. A person that she liked very much, and she didn't want to do that.

Chris was also still a little conflicted about her relationship with Hayate. Moreso, her role in it. She didn't want him to think of a child when he looked at her. This was an adult relationship, and she wanted to act more appropriately for it. She supposed that agreeing to this idea was part of acting more grown-up.

"Well... girls are a lot nicer to look at," she said with a shy smile. "But... I don't like the idea of another girl kissing on you." She wrinkled her nose in protest, and then grinned a little. "I guess a guy is okay," she said slowly. "But won't you get mad if another guy is... y'know... kissing me and stuff?"

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splitimpulse
2009-09-18 10:07 pm UTC (link)

Her answer invoked a smile to his lips. It was not necessarily an answer to his question, but she was open when it came to talking about the idea. Someone of her age was easier to mold, even if Hayate did not actively seek to fit her into his mold. The reasons that had drawn them together in the beginning were far too complicated to deduce with just a few questions thrown at them. Hayate preyed on her, but it was for motives related to her blood above any other reason. Young blood tasted so much sweeter to the vampire. Though his initial desires to pursue her had changed over time, her age remained a crucial factor to the twisted undertone in their relationship.

Hayate leaned in close to press his mouth to hers, the warmth between them sending little sparks of pleasure down his arms and neck. “I didn’t think you would,” he murmured playfully afterward, smiling against her lips. Hayate kissed her again and reveled in the simple touch. A constant companion was not so bad a thing, and he had not had one in so very, very long.

Chris wrinkled her nose and grinned as he pulled back to give her a moment to continue. Hayate could not help himself when it came to her, and their time apart had worn down on him. Her posed question brought out an interesting reaction from the vampire—a man who was as possessive as him could not possibly be okay with the idea of another man with his object of obsession, or could he?

“Hmm,” Hayate said quietly, his eyes falling to her neck as he traced the veins beneath her skin with his fingers. Swallowing a moment later, he answered her. “If you had my permission beforehand . . . ” Hayate’s eyes lifted up to gaze at her face as he paused, tilting his head to the side. “I would not mind.” His hand brushed along the underside of her chin. “But . . . I would have one condition.” Hayate was saying his words carefully, and his announcement of a condition was followed by a second pause as he leaned in close to her face. “I get to watch,” he whispered near her mouth.

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runasone
2009-09-19 03:18 am UTC (link)

A kiss from Hayate was enough to make all of Chris's worries vanish. She enjoyed the feel of his lips against hers, and she returned it eagerly. Chris was open to all of the suggestions Hayate presented to her, and little by little his influence was changing her for better or for worse. It was as if her conscience was being quieted by his words, and things that seemed morally wrong in the beginning were becoming normal, and right in her mind.

Chris assumed that Hayate would be as possessive with her as she was with him, but his response proved her wrong. There was a small smile on her lips as she listened to him, her mind somewhere between listening to him and enjoying the way he idly touched her face. "You want to watch, huh," she finally asked with a small giggle even though she was slightly confused. She didn't know why he'd just want to watch, and not participate, but she guessed it was like watching a real live sex scene. Those could be sexy. She used to sneak watching those scenes when her parents weren't around.

"So you'd want to watch me touching another guy," she said as she trailed a hand up his side. "And kissing another guy," she added as she leaned up to kiss him slowly. "And doing other things, but only if you gave me permission first, right?" Chris moved her hand up his chest, and then around his neck and into his hair. "But do I need permission to do other things with you now? Or do you want me to beg?" Her coy words were a result of her aroused state, and she no longer cared about what was right or wrong. It was there in her head still; she didn't just block it from her mind. She simply did not care if being with Hayate was wrong. She liked it too much to stop, and there was no one around who would stop her.

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splitimpulse
2009-09-19 04:40 pm UTC (link)

He couldn’t help but grin at her as she went through the list, and Hayate found himself shaking his head shortly after she placed her lips to his again. “No, I didn’t say that,” he corrected her, settling himself comfortably between her legs, although his current course of action involved anything but rest. “I don’t want to watch you kissing him . . . or you touching him . . . or you doing anything else at all.” His arousal was evident, and he ran his hands along her shirt before slipping them underneath the fabric. “I want to watch him on you, but not before I’ve had you first—”

Hayate felt her hand snaking around his neck to thread through his hair, and he tilted his head back to lean into the touch. The smile grew on his face, and he leaned in close towards her lips. “I want you to beg,” he whispered, and he held back from forcing a kiss upon her, even though every fiber of his being screamed at him to do just that. He could have a little fun with her before jumping into the motions. Wasn’t that the whole point of all this talk, for them to have fun with it instead of doing the same old thing over and over again? Hayate needed variety in his life, and this was exactly what could deliver it to him. He was lucky she had little to no objections.

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runasone
2009-09-24 03:25 am UTC (link)

The more they talked about the events that would potentially transpire between themselves and another person the more Chris grew to like the idea. Maybe it was Hayate's own enthusiasm that lent to her acquiescing to the idea, or maybe it was her own desire to go against the rules.

His hand slipped beneath her shirt, and she arched upward to meet his touch. She felt his arousal then, but his words at that moment confused her. He wanted to watch someone else doing things to her that he normally did, but he wanted to do them first. Was that how threesomes worked? Chris wasn't sure, but she didn't question it. She focused on the moment, and smiled when he said he wanted her to beg.

Chris gripped onto Hayate's hair as she pressed up into him again. "Hayate..." she said with breathy voice. "Please let me kiss you," she said close to his lips. She moved her hand from his head down to his shoulder, and then down the side of his body. "I need you," she pleaded while her hand moved to touch his bare skin. Chris pulled her lower lip in between her teeth, and slid her hand down to the front of Hayate's trousers. She teased him a little by brushing lightly against his arousal before she moved her hand to his stomach.

A whimper emerged from the back of her throat. "I'll do anything you want me to," she said. Chris removed her hands from Hayate's body, and began to work on the button of her jeans. "I just want to be with you... please."

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splitimpulse
2009-09-26 12:58 am UTC (link)

As her fingers gripped themselves in his hair, a tingling sensation tickled his scalp and he let his head roll back at the touch. Her hands on his body ignited warmth along every inch of his skin, and resisting her pleads was impossible. Hayate had waited long enough for physical comfort since his incarceration, and here she was to offer it to him both willingly and proudly. Her time around him had corrupted her innocence and molded her into another person, different shapes around her edges, and different looks behind her eyes. Perhaps the changes were small, but they were implanted and rooting them out seemed too remote of a possibility.

His fangs came out, visible and glistening in the shadow of the light, and he descended upon her lips with an ardent kiss. It burned in such a good way, and he pressed his body flush to hers as his hand pushed up her shirt to get it out of the way. Hot skin came into contact with his, and he ripped open her shirt in a feverish attempt to release her from her clothes. Hayate’s hand slid behind her neck, firmly taking a hold of her and lifting her up as he deepened the passionate kiss. They were entwined beyond that of normal, and Hayate cared not about the consequences. He only wanted what he wanted, and what he wanted was her.

He grasped her bra and tore it open, not caring about the damage he was doing to her clothes. Despite the light red marks left behind on her skin, few things gave a rush quite like the force he exerted at that moment. Hayate seized the waist of her jeans with both hands and wrenched them down to her thighs in one swift motion. He helped her push them out of the way. Clutching the fabric of her panties, he ripped them from her body and destroyed that garment as well—his shirt came off next, then the pants, until both of them were exposed and comfortable in their nudity.

Hayate tugged her legs around his waist and sank his fangs into her neck, consuming her precious life-force as they merged in ways more than one. The heat was palpable and smoldering as limbs entangled and sinuous bodies moved together against the sheets of his bed. He had waited far too long for this, far too long.

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runasone
2009-09-26 04:16 am UTC (link)

The changes in Chris were manifesting themselves outwardly in that moment. There was a time when she wouldn't have dared to make such bold moves with the vampire, but that time had long since past. She matured in ways that were considered immoral by society's standards, but that was beyond Chris's scope of caring. She was addicted to the vampire physically, mentally, and emotionally. She liked the sensations going through her body, and raging hormones had a tendency to cloud the mind forcing her only to focus on the physical.

Chris looked up at him with eager eyes, and a moment later he kissed her. It was passionate, and deep, and it brought forth a pleased moan from the back of her throat. Soft, sensual moments did appeal to Chris, but there was something about Hayate's forceful actions that made Chris even more aroused than usual. He wanted her; his actions spoke as much, and he wasn't going to wait to have her. It was exciting for the girl, and she wanted more.

The next minute or two was a blur, but in the end she was lying naked with the vampire, and that was all that mattered. She smiled at him when he pulled her close, and craned her neck to the side to allow him access to the life-giving vein. Hayate wasted no time in biting her then, nor did he wait to enter her body. Chris gasped out loud in ecstasy, and buried her face into Hayate's shoulder. "Yes," she whispered into his ear. "Don't stop," she begged as he continued to take her in multiple ways.

She had decided in that instant that sex with Hayate wasn't wrong, and that she wasn't ashamed of it. How could she be ashamed of something that felt so damn good? "More... oh god... yes," she said in heavy breaths before she bit down on the vampire's shoulder to stop herself from moaning any louder. Her nails were digging into his back a little as she held onto him tightly. The girl had been separated from her vampire for over a week, and now that he was free she was going to enjoy every minute they had together.

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splitimpulse
2009-09-29 10:11 pm UTC (link)

The roar of blood consumed his ears and dictated each of his actions. He was led by a terrible hold over him, forceful and instinctive in its nature, pushing each muscle and limb into its bidding. What humanly control he possessed was gone from him as he took what he wanted from the girl—and she was just that, a girl. It was not his belief nor his definition, but for all intents and purposes it was the truth. A man with no morals had little care for semantics and little care for anything else aside from himself and the world as he saw it. To him, there was no sin in his bedroom that night, nor had there been any other night before it. Nature was sinless; nature was life.

Time passed slowly, though the hot-blooded actions of their bodies fed the fire that might eventually lead to the demise of them both. His indulgence in his obsession with her had unknown consequences, and her acceptance of this life had unforeseen consequences for her own future. The bedside wife of a vampire was not something for a young girl to aspire to, but did it speak any better for him when it came to his own choices? Certainly, obsession was a two-sided coin. There was no telling which side it would land upon when all was said and done. It could hasten to bring forth the darker side of his being instead of rousing the opposite effect. Only time would tell.

Hayate found enjoyment in Chris, and perhaps a small patch of solace as well. Loyalty was a hard thing to find in any day and age, and he had long been bereft of it. Chris, though, was different from the rest—a gentle creature by his side, though he had no right to claim her as his own.

Satiated in the end, he lied upon the bed and breathed in deeply. This was his bed, and he was to lie in it.

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Fin.

runasone
2009-10-01 05:11 am UTC (link)

Chris did not have aspirations for the future not since the world came to a literal end. She had once dreamed of traveling the world, visiting places that she had read about or seen in movies. She dreamed of graduating high school, and going to college. She wasn't a science person like her parents, but that didn't seem to matter. Going to college was the important thing, and her major didn't matter. Those were the things that filled Chris's dreams at one time, but that all changed in the blink of an eye.

So now she dreamed of spending her time with a vampire, of indulging herself in every way possible with the man who was pulling her deeper into a dark world. What was the point in following rules, and being good if it didn't matter in the end? Rules died along with the world, and so did Chris's desire to fit into some cookie cutter mold.

And so she chose to be with the dangerous vampire despite the potential for disaster. She told herself that she was prepared for whatever came their way, but in truth she wasn't. Chris had no idea what the future held for herself, or Hayate, and she had no idea what sort of effect they had on each other. She existed in the moment simply because the moment was the only certain thing in life.

She was exhausted at the end of their consensual act, and she lied next to the vampire in the bed. She was a stark contrast to the man she was lying with, but it was her decision regardless, and that was a decision she would make over and over again.

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