Who: Edward and Kerr What: A lesson in life Where: Kerr’s New Tent When: Wednesday March 4th, night. Rating: Turns High- NSFW Status: Complete
Edward walked through the backlot of Zion from his wagon to where Kerr's tent was set up. This indeed was much nicer than meeting her at the back of the animal pens where she was camping out before, it was private and no animals nearby watching his every move. He was also dressed more casually than what was usual for him but at the same time it wasn't as if he was in his bedclothes, those would be worn when dawn got closer but now it was not even near midnight, the night was still young for him.
"Kerr, it is Edward. Maybe I come in?" He asked as he stood by the opening to the tent, he knew she was inside as he could hear her heart beating. He also incited a bit of lust, trying to get her to associate those feelings with him as he waited for her response.
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“Yea.” Her voice chimed from inside. “Hold on, I’m just.” Her amendment came late as she turned to grab her binder, being in private and it being the end of the day, she’d taken off the restrictive clothing. It was much nicer as wearing a binder for long hours had caused her to be sore, rashes and even some scars from where the metal rods had cut into her after a while. Kerr’s eyes spotted Edward as he started through the opening of her tent and she quickly covered her chest with the fabric on her hands. “Sorry…”
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It was pretty obvious that Kerr was in the middle of dressing, or undressing when he entered the tent. He quickly closed the material behind him so even if there was someone else outside they wouldn't be able to see in. "It is I who should be sorry." He said, turning his head away to look away, giving Kerr a moment of privacy even though he wasn't really all that sorry but still he had the pretense of a gentleman and he couldn't go back on that now. He had seen many women in similar states of undress that nudity didn't bother him.
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It was her nudity she was concerned about. Kerr pulled her binder on and secured it before grabbing her shirt and putting it on as well. “Okay.” She said softly with a small clear of her throat. “I hadn’t been expecting-“
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When Kerr talked again Edward turned back to look at her, knowing now it was safe to do so. "My apologies for showing up unannounced, I was walking by and noticed that you were still awake." He said as he stepped closer but not too close, the younger lady was still cautious about him, he could sense that much. "My cousin is spending the evening with a friend and books do not provide much company." That might have been a lie, but Kerr didn't have to know. "I hope you do not mind."
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Kerr shook her head, she felt that fluttering again. Having acquired a couple wooden folding chairs, she gestured to one. “I don’t mind.” She smiled softly, pulling on the hem of her shirt. “Must be hard keeping hours opposite of most.” She mused.
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Edward sat down on the offered chair and leaned forward slightly, elbows resting on his knees. "It is. Eva and I often talk when we wake up but it's still light outside, or read to each other, waiting for the sun to set so we can leave the wagon." Occasionally there were other things they did to pass the time but Kerr didn't need to know about those kinds of things, especially as most people still believed they were cousins. "And unless there is a night show and everybody stays up later then we keep each other company or go into town to see what kind of nightlife there is in the different places." It was a lovely life as a vampire.
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“And here I am, waking up at dawn.” She smirked, sitting in the other chair. Maybe she’d get some cushions for them. “But that’s only because the zoo needs feeding. The chickens get real snippy if you don’t feed them on time.” Kerr laughed, not that he’d really understand that- seeing as he couldn’t hear them. “I… saw you at the wedding. It was real nice.” She wasn’t sure why she brought it up.
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Although Edward might not have the gift that Kerr did he still knew that roosters usually crowed at dawn and that would obviously wake all the other chickens up, no wonder they would be unhappy. "It was nice, they looked very happy. It was also kind of them to share the celebration with everyone else, even with the vampires." He thought that Eva had enjoyed herself too, even though she spent most of the evening sitting on his lap, Kerr's glances towards him hadn't gone unnoticed either. "I did not think it was my place to offer you a dance though." A hand reached over and gave her a pat on the knee, adding that hint of lust to try and remove any awkwardness that might be lingering.
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“Oh, no I wasn’t expecting-“ anything. It was easier not to be disappointed by something not happening when you expected nothing. “I’m not really a dancer. Which you may have seen.” Jean tried to help her, but she was a hopeless case, or was so long as she kept her shell around her.
Those feelings had her sitting closer to the edge of her chair, closer to him. His touch made her nervous and excited. “Had never been to a wedding- or wedding party- before.”
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Edward had known he couldn't really approach her while out in public like that surrounded by others in Zion who thought she was a man, which was why he never approached her, instead just sending her some good feelings to help her relax a bit.
"They are pretty much all just like that, I went to quite a few in my younger days, aunts and uncles to start with and then friends. Most people just went along for the glamour and alcohol." That was something that Edward did miss, a nice glass of scotch or port. His hand still rested on her knee, a gentle rub over the cloth. "At least everyone was well behaved."
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“Until the very end. But that’s most celebrations involving carnies.” She laughed lightly. Granted there was nothing horrible, just a bunch of drunken carnies dancing and singing and passing out. “Only person ever really knew who got married was my aunt. I mean married when I knew them.” Because she assumed her parents had been married- whoever they were.
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"I will take your word on that dear Kerr, I do not know much about the carnie lifestyle, only what I've witnessed since joining Zion." And most of them seemed like they were good people, good enough to help hide a trio of vampires on the run from hunters.
"Marriage can be different things to different people, where I grew up it was more for expanding the wealth of one's family and rarely for love, I was the youngest so I did not have that pressure put on me." Which he was grateful for. "And I saw many unhappy couples after a few years had passed."
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“You’ve been here longer than I have- or maybe the same amount? But I suppose you don’t spend time with the roustabouts if you don’t have to, huh?” She assumed.
“I don’t know.” She shrugged, looking to the ground. “I didn’t know my Aunt when she was married.” She always figured that was when people left and started a new life, leaving those from the old behind.
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Edward wasn’t sure how long Kerr had been in Zion, it was just over a year for Eva, Lily and himself and he was just now starting to feel confident enough to not keep looking around every corner all the time, a level of trust was still getting built but it seemed like these carnies knew when strangers entered and kept an extra vigilant eye on those people. “Not a lot of time, I must admit.” Although there was that one man who Eva had as a pet and he had partaken in a snack or two on him.
His hand moved from Kerr’s knee and reached up, tucking some of her fallen hair behind her ear even though it would no doubt fall down again at any moment. “You can tell me anything Kerr, I am not here to judge, just to listen.” He said softly, building her trust was another part of a good master/pet relationship according to Eva.
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Kerr shook her head with a shrug. “Not much to tell. She met a gent and moved in with him.” She said, as if it were something completely normal to just leave a child alone.
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He could tell that whatever the story was between Kerr and her aunt was something that she kept close to her chest and probably told no one about, she never mentioned her parents so Edward guessed that they had left her when she was young but eventually he might ask just to confirm it. The chair was shifted a bit closer, so Edward was able to rest a hand on the side of Kerr’s face, offering a small bit of comfort to her. “Then we don’t have to talk about her, what would you prefer to talk about?” Sometimes changing the subject of the conversation helped.
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“No, it’s okay.” She said. Kerr hadn’t really told anyone what happened, she didn’t want to make her Aunt mad- she’d been taught not to talk about personal things. But Kerr felt like she could trust Edward. He was kind to her and seemed to care. She just hoped she wasn’t making a mistake and he’d leave too. “I was ten the last time I saw her. I woke up one morning… and she was gone.” Their small home had been packed up for about a week and Kerr thought she was going with… little did she know, the woman who claimed to be her aunt had given her something to put her to sleep- with the intention of possibly killing her, but didn’t give a large enough dose and just made her sleep for almost two days. “Like I said.. She met a man and wanted to marry him.”
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What kind of person would do that to a child? Abandon them in the middle of the night. It was one of the many reasons that Edward preferred not to kill women or children, he knew how much a mother was relied upon and unless he was able to ascertain that a woman did not have a family he would spare them their life, well unless they were a hunter but female hunters were a rare thing and he had only heard of one, so far. “I am sorry Kerr, no one should be cast aside like that.” His thumb rubbed at her cheek for a moment. “Especially not family.”
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She closed her eyes briefly at his touch. “She was all I had. I stayed in the house a while, but the landlord threatened to call the police.” Kerr looked up at him, her expression was hard to read. There was sadness there, but not as much as one would expect. That self-blame that she had done something wrong, or that it’s just what happened seemed to mold her feelings. Sad because she was alone but not because she was left. “But she saved me when I parents died… brought me to America and gave me a home.” That was it. She’d been groomed to think that she owed the woman.
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Edward could see that bit of sadness that Kerr was feeling but for someone who was abandoned by family she didn’t appear as sad as one would expect a person to be. He sat there in silence as she talked, listening to every word even though there weren’t many and honestly, if he ever came across this ‘aunt’ he would have no hesitation in killing her, a woman like that didn’t deserve to be living. “You do not save someone to then discard them like she did, that woman cared only about herself.” Getting up from his seat he pressed a soft kiss to the top of Kerr’s head, Edward did actually feel sorry for the bad hand in life that Kerr had been dealt, to be abandoned and left to live on her own at such a young age was a life no one deserved.
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With an instinctive hesitation, Kerr leaned against Edwards side slightly, finding a bit of comfort in his attention. She lowered her head and closed her eyes a moment as his words washed over her. “But…” Kerr cleared her throat, as if denying that moment had happened. “That was a long time ago.” Blinking away the water that lingered in her eyes, she looked up at him. “I doubt you wanted to talk ‘bout my childhood when you came over…” Kerr forced a small smile on her lips. “I’ve been practicing with the book you gave me.”
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While it wasn’t exactly the topic that he had wanted to talk about when he had arrived, it did give him a bit of history on what made Kerr who she was, the past was what shaped a person and sometimes learning this could be of importance to who they could become in the future. It was clear to Edward that Kerr had trust issues and he was slowly working on this, so far things seemed to be going well between them.
“Good, good. I know that it is meant for younger children but I thought that it would help, give you a place to start from.” Finding the ‘Learn to Read’ books wasn’t all that difficult, they were even in this discount store that he had ventured into one evening. Edward’s hand slipped from where it was holding Kerr’s face back down to her knee for a moment before he drew it back to his own lap. “Did you want to read some of it to me?” He asked, offering her a smile.
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“Oh… are you sure?” She asked, getting up to grab the book from her bed. “I can’t think it would be very entertaining for you.”
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He watched as Kerr got up to get the book from her bed, after the earlier saddening recount of her life Edward thought that having someone there listening to her read would not only cheer Kerr up, but it would help with the bond that was forming between the two of them. “It would be more entertaining than walking around Zion while most people are asleep.” He moved his wooden chair closer to Kerr’s as he waited for her to take her seat again, offering her that small surge of good feelings to combat any shyness. “Come, sit and read for me.”
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Her teeth chewed her lip as she sat back down. “Okay.” Kerr started to read, sounding out the words as he’d shown her before. She was starting to find patterns in them, recognizing words that matched the sounds she knew. It was very rudimentary, but it was progress. Occasionally, she ran into a word or letter combination she didn’t know. The occasional hard C or J sounding G, but she worked through them. Of course the store itself was very basic, but that was sort of the point.
As Kerr flipped to the last page she closed the book and placed it on her lap. She hadn’t known Edward for long, but in the short time, she’d come to really trust him. Her fingers ran along the seam of the book a moment as she hesitated. Slowly she spoke, softly as if it were possible for someone else to hear. “Audrey.” The word came as if her lips had forgotten how to shape the words.
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Edward sat silently, looking over Kerr’s shoulder a bit as she read out the story. There were a few times that he had thought about coaxing her, to give her a hint but she was able to sound out the word before he had opened his mouth. For a beginner she was actually going pretty well.
He turned to her as she said something soft, a name. “Audrey?” Was it her’s, or someone else?
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He may not have said anything, but the look he gave her when she’d gone about a word wrong gave a big hint.
“Audrey.” She nodded. “That’s… me.”
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Sometimes that was all the help that was needed, a hint to suggest a step in the right direction. Next time he visited he might bring along the next book in the series, a bit more advanced but he did feel like she might enjoy the challenge instead of reading the same thing over and over again.
“It is a pleasure to meet you Audrey.” Edward extended a hand out, for her to trust him with her real name was a big step.
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She laughed slightly as she took his hand. It was a bit ridiculous, right? “I haven’t used it since I came here. Kristoph thought it would be better to go by a… oh, he called it something… but, a fake name. To go with my fake…” She gestured to her outfit.
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“An alias to go with your new persona.” He smiled after shaking her hand. “I know what that is like, I have gone by many names over the years, living on the run trying to get away from those wanting to kill me.” Only Eva, Lily and Kristoph knew that, although he did feel safe telling Kerr this tidbit, even though he had not shared his birth name for decades now. “I’m going to keep calling you Kerr though.”
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It was probably a safe assumption that vampires had to change things up with as long as they could live. Or so she was led to believe. “Thank you. I have gotten used to it, even though it was sort of spur of the moment.” She didn’t even know where the name had come from, just came to her.
She got up and placed the book in her bag that was tucked under the bed. “Thank you for… understanding.” She said softly.
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Edward had found his own aliases from books, newspapers or sometimes just thought them up, which was why at a time he was known as Michael James Lewellyn, names he had found in the obituary section.
He stood up as well, stepping over to where Kerr was putting the book away, his hand reached up and rested a hand on her shoulder, rubbing gently. “My pleasure. You are going very well, I’ll bring you another book next time I visit.”
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A smile came to her face when he said he’d visit again. She still didn’t know why, and was waiting for it to stop, but she liked the attention he paid her. He wasn’t as forward as Marty had been- though she’d caught herself blushing around him a few times despite herself- but Edward saw her just as much. And they both seemed to be able to see her, something she had trouble putting into words, but it was a feeling. They looked at her different than others. Even Jean, who’d been attracted to her (and they now had an understanding and were friends) had looked at her different than Edward and Marty.
Of course, Kerr didn’t tell Edward about Marty. She wasn’t sure why, but it felt like it would be strange.
A shiver ran down her spine as he rubbed her shoulder. They were always a bit tight thanks to the work she did- though that’s not the kind of rubbing he was doing. “If you think I’m ready for it.” She said, her voice cracking slightly as those good feelings caught up with her. Without intending to, her body had started to respond to the feelings and her drawers felt a bit wet, as they had before.
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Of course Edward would visit again, he had just started to weaken the barriers down and she was starting to trust him. He also knew that he couldn’t push her too far too quickly, he didn’t want to scare her away and have to start all of this over with someone else.
He could tell that his touch was having an effect on Kerr, he could hear her heartbeat increasing just slightly and the cracking in her voice were signs that were clear to him. “I think that you are… something new, otherwise you will remember that one word for word.” A nod down towards her bed where she had placed the first book, his thumb moved up slightly, more towards her neck as the gentle rubbing continued, again adding a bit more lust.
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She responded to the gesture, her head tilting to the side, exposing more of her neck. A hand ran over her abdomen, as she felt a warmth spread. “You’re so kind to help me.” So kind to her in general. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to repay you.” It was an earnest statement, no subtext of games or euphemism. While it could have an innuendo meaning, Kerr didn’t see it.
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“You don’t owe me anything.” Edward smiled as he watched Kerr’s response, he wasn’t in control of her faculties, so she could still say no, still walk away from him, he was just making her feel good. He took a half step closer and the other hand moved to her waist, eyes looking over her face but they also noticed when Kerr’s hand slipped down her stomach. “I enjoy helping you.”
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“I don’t know why.” She said, looking back up at him. Her face reddened as he saw how he was looking at her and looked away. Kerr wasn’t sure what it was about the way he looked at her, it was like he knew her. Or maybe that was just in her head. A part of her mind couldn’t believe she was there, that his hand was on her waist, how even though he didn’t breath or put off a heat, she could sense how close he was to her. Her legs pressed together slightly as she her fingers absently rubbed at her arm holding her stomach.
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“Do you not deserve to have some nice things in your life?” Edward asked, the hand on her shoulder tilting her head back towards him, finger tracing her jaw slowly. It might all be in her head but he was in a way responsible for these strange new feelings that she was experiencing, vampires never revealed their little secrets to anyone, it was an unspoken rule between them it seemed. Humans after all were below them and useful for entertainment and as pets.
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No. Her breath wavered at the touch of his finger. “Like you?” Edward had changed her world it seemed, or it felt, or he’d opened her eyes to things she’d not thought she’d deserved or would ever experience on her own. Kerr felt herself feel light as she leaned on him for support. How could he get through her shell so easily? “I mean-” She blushed, that was inappropriate to say. Though she was feeling very inappropriate. Her fingers balled up as she felt that loss of control she’d felt that first night in her tent. She felt on fire, like she needed to be touched or she needed to touch or something had to happen before she fell apart.
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A quick smirk revealed his fangs for a second at Kerr’s question, did Eva have this much fun with her pets? As she leaned against him Edward’s hand moved from her side around to her back as if to hold her against his front. “What do you mean? You can tell me, I will not laugh. Promise.” He did want to know what she was feeling, wanting her to describe all of those new sensations going through her body.
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“Y-you… I feel… different around you.” Kerr tried to explain. “I did things that-” She blushed again, tucking some hair behind her ear. “I never- would never… do. You… make me wonder.” What else could she feel? It was a thought she felt ashamed to think, but he made it okay somehow. When he wasn’t there, she could ignore it. But those overwhelming feelings that hit her when he was around, impossible to avoid. “I feel… naughty when you’re around.” And she didn’t mean it as a teasing ‘naughty’ as a more modern girl might use it, but it’s true meaning. That those thoughts, desires were untoward.
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He knew that the stuttering and trying to find the right words were because she wasn’t exactly sure what she was feeling. “It is not something that is talked about, but there is nothing wrong with searching for that pleasure.” Those feelings that Kerr was talking about, what he had given her that first night here in the tent. “You do not have to be nervous, nothing bad will happen if you give into those naughty feelings. It might just make you feel good.” Though he had a feeling that there was no ‘might’, she would feel good afterwards. The hand on Kerr’s back moved under the material of her shirt to rest on the skin of her back.
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She exhaled, and almost jumped at his touch. Unexpected, but nice. “It did- does- will. But it’s not the same, what if… what if I want more? ” Kerr asked, the words slipped out as those endorphins were making it harder to hold her tongue. Her fist tightened and moved aside as that gap between them closed. She could feel her body against his. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have-” Been so forward.
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He didn’t mind her forwardness, not one bit. While Kerr might still be learning she knew her body better than he did and he was going to listen to what felt good for her. “Then you just have to ask.” The hand that was cradling her face moved down slowly her front, pausing over her bound breasts. “May I take your shirt off?” Edward asked, his other hand toying with the hem of the shirt until given permission.
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“What if I don’t know what to ask for?” She almost whispered with a slow nod, moving her arms so he could remove her shirt. Her binder was a tank style and clasped on the side. Being modern, it was supportive without damaging her too much, but still wasn’t good to wear for 24 hours straight. The binder ended a few inches above her waist, exposing skin and the thin scars from her old metal lined bodice.
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The shirt was removed and tossed onto the bed behind Kerr, Edward wasn’t one for just throwing clothing onto the ground or making a mess, especially in someone else’s home. “Then we shall try a few things, if it makes you uncomfortable or it is not what you want just tell me to stop.” His hands moved back to the sides of her ribcage, one slowly undoing the small clasps on the side of the binder with a pause in between each, ready to stop if asked to.
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Kerr nodded, letting out a small breath as his finger worked. Once the binder was loose, she turned her head and let out a small cough. She always felt the urge to cough once her chest was free. Slowly, nervously, excitedly, she lifted the firm fabric strap over her head and revealed herself to him.
Her chest wasn’t large, but fit her body- and would be noticed if she weren’t wearing something to hide them, be it a binder or loose shirt or sweater. Her torso was well defined, clearly her body was in shape, albeit thin. Kerr’s eyes averted as he looked at her, he was the first person outside of a doctor who’d seen her without clothes.
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He knew that his hands felt cold against her skin, hopefully it was something that she didn’t mind but he was prepared for any gasps or shudders that his touch might cause. When the binder was removed Edward took it from her hand and tossed it with the shirt before letting his eyes look over Kerr’s now naked chest. The defined muscles spoke of the work that she did, he had seen men (including himself) with less definition that Kerr had.
His hands returned to her sides, slowly moving in and under the small breasts, pushing them up and together as his thumbs found the sensitive nipples. He knew that this was probably another part of the body that Kerr never realized could make her feel good.
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Her teeth caught in her lip as he touched her. Eyes spying a look his way, but feeling meek about making contact. Her heart raced at first, skin sensitive as her hair stood on end, in a good way. Below, in her pants, she felt a twitch as if asking to be touched. Despite his cold hands, she felt a warmth spread over her, a slight moan slipped from her lips.
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That sound was a good sign for Edward to continue, he looked at her face as his thumbs worked the nipples into little buds. As she was quite a few inches shorter that he was Edward bent down, giving Kerr a quick glance before taking a nipple into his mouth.
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She watched his movement, but was still surprised. A gasp escaped her as a hand rested on his arm as if to brace herself. Her nipples had responded to the attention, hardening and becoming even more sensitive. Kerr couldn’t resist, a whimper escaped her as her hand ran over her trousers and slipped between her legs. “Oh…” she breathed.
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After working on one nipple with his mouth and tongue for a minute or so he pulled back slightly and moved over to the other, giving it the same attention as the first. “Is this what you wanted, or something more?” Edward asked, voice soft as his fingers continued to tease the hardened nipples. He was also thinking that getting her to lie down might be a good idea and was looking around for somewhere, the large cushions on the floor would probably be the best area as the bed wasn’t overly big.
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“It feels good.” She admitted, her fingers pressing into the fabric of her pants. “More?”
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Pulling back completely he shrugged off the jacket that he wore over his shirt and tossed it onto the bed with Kerr’s clothing. Taking her free hand in his Edward took a few steps back, guiding her towards the cushions. “Come… sit with me.” He said, sitting down and waiting for her to join him. “Do you like me touching your chest, or would you like me to touch you somewhere else?”
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She followed obediently. “I did.” Kerr smiled softly, tucking some hair. “Somewhere…” Once more, she chewed on her lip. Sitting beside it was like she could feel her pulse in her nethers. Had she had the impulse to touch herself before Edward showed her? She struggled to remember. How could she have resisted? Kerr swallowed. “You would… touch me… ummm,”. After calling Marty out for being vulgar and forward, how could she do the same with Edward? “Yes. Would you?” She ran her hand down the front of her trousers. “The other night felt so good.”
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Edward offered a small smile at her request, he would do anything that she asked him to, wanting to show her these pleasures that until now had laid dormant. To hear her say that the first time had felt so good and she wanted him to do it again showed him that Kerr had definitely enjoyed that self exploration. “I will. But first… lie back and let me remove these.” He shifted his position and his hands went to the waist of her trousers, undoing the buttons in order to take them off her.
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Kerr did as she was told, letting him remove the remainder of her clothing. It was clear his actions- and impulses- had made her wet. Her skin was far from perfect, small scars and cuts from her line of work and the bodices she used to wear. Many from before Zion had faded- or the physical scars had. Her eyes watched him. Edward seemed so graceful and knowing. He was so pretty and the way he looked at her made her feel weak in the knees, desirable.
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With the last of the clothing removed Edward returned to Kerr’s side, his legs tucked under as he moved a hand up Kerr’s leg and torso all the way from the ankle to her breast. He could see the faint scars that were scattered across her skin and these did not bother him, he knew that he might be one of the first people to see her like this, other than a doctor or nurse. Leaning down onto the edge of the cushions he moved this hand from where it had been massaging her breast down her stomach and over the mound of hair, fingers curling between her legs. Although it wasn’t exactly necessary he incited some lust, to make Kerr feel as if this was the best thing in the world.
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A small whimper sounded as she watched him. Her hands rested behind her, propping her up on the cushions so she could see what he was doing. “Oooh.” She hummed as her desire increased and his touch felt alien but pleasurable. It was strange, when she’d touched herself she could almost anticipate the feelings, even though they were new because she knew when her fingers moved and when a sensation might hit. But when Edward touched her, she had no idea what to expect, or when to expect it. She gasped in surprise as the cold of him hit her.
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Propped up with his free arm beside Kerr he watched her face as his fingertips found the nub of her clit and started giving it a slow, gentle rub. He often did this for Eva and had done it many times before with those women he was trying to ‘court’ but only for their jewels or money but experience was experience and he had more than Kerr. He may try a thing or two later, when she was more worked up than she was now.
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A tiny laugh escaped her as her head fell back at the sensation. It had surprised her. A knee pulled up with her leg out to the side, opening her up a bit. Kerr wasn’t sure why she did it, it just felt right. Her back resting on the cushions freed her hands, and she found herself holding one of her breasts.
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The movement of her leg to the side did give his hand more room, she would move and shift to make herself more comfortable, listening to her own body and not moving because he urged her to. The fingertips, slick with her wetness, pressed a bit firmer, circling that little pleasurable bud that she already knew felt good as he leaned over, kissing the nipple of the breast that Kerr held.
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Pleasure flooded over her. “Oh wow.” The feeling of his cool lips mixed with the pressure of his fingers. Her pulse beat hard and steady, blood flow reddening her lips and heating between her legs. Kerr found herself slipping her other hand into Edwards hair, those long strands between her fingers as he made her feel so good. Her hips moved slightly with his circling. Why did they move? She had no idea, but it felt right. She was in such an alien place, but she desired it, wanted it.
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That comment made him smile a bit as he sucked on her nipple, the fingers in his hair didn’t go unnoticed either as his hand continued to move between her legs, this was just as he had guided her to do before but only her reactions would tell him if he was finding the right spot. The side of a fang scrapped slightly against the side of her nipple but didn’t break any skin, it would probably just feel nice.
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Her skin rippled as she moaned softly. She may have been vocal, but she wasn’t loud. As his fingers moved, she felt them rub over a particularly sensitive spot which drew a gasp from her. “Yes.” She, her voice squeaked as she tried to look up to see what he was doing, but his head at her breast, and her angle obscured his hand. Kerr couldn’t be bothered to care as her back arched slightly with a surprised bolt of pleasure. She could feel that same pressure build as it had the night before, but as it came to reach an overflow point, it just fell back for her to build up again.
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That squeak meant that he had found the spot and he continued to rub it but changed the amount of pressure to push her towards the edge then bring her back again. He pulled back from her breast, placing one last kiss on it before moving his head up towards hers. “More than that?” Edward asked, ready to bite on her neck at that moment she hit the high.
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“Yes.” She gasped, not sure why she kept falling back from that moment she’d had before. Kerr bit down on her lip, hard, as her head knocked back. The climb back up that hill seemed longer than before, more frustrating as the pleasure built up. Her insides tightened as her breath held in anticipation. Just as she was about to fall back once again, she felt his teeth in her neck. That sharp prick followed by a river of ecstasy. She gasped the breath she’d been holding as her hips bucked and her insides contracted. She felt wetness flow from her with each pulse. Her stomach felt tight as her entire body reacted to the orgasm. The hand that had been in his hair held his shoulder close to her as he fed.
She felt drained, physically spent. Her whole body seemed to quake from the experience. Kerr was speechless.
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He could tell that moment and bit down on the muscle of her shoulder, pushing her over the edge but his fingers did not stop, they continued to rub through those pleasurable waves and stopped when she finished. His hand moved over to her thigh as he took one last small mouthful of blood before pulling back, a lick to try and close the tiny wounds.
“Relax, let yourself fly.” Edward whispered in her ear, his other hand running through her hair gently.
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She felt euphoric, it was clear on her face. Her legs closed, insides still trembling as every nerve felt alight. “That was…” Kerr shook her head and covered her face with her hand. “Thank you.” Her other hand moved off his shoulder, no longer needing him for stability, though there was no way she was going to be on her feet in the near future.