WHO: Edward and Kerr WHEN: 8/20 - Evening WHERE: Kerr’s tent then the showers WHAT: Lessons and unexpected happenings WARNINGS: Adult NSFW, sadness and naughties STATUS: Complete
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She knew he was there before he spoke. Her skills with the animals seemed to progress every day- being in such close proximity helped. But thanks to all her friends outside, she always knew who was coming up to her tent. Kerr had forgotten about her lesson that night and was already in her nightgown, curled up in bed. “Oh, yea, I’m here.” She said, wiping her face as she sniffed and quickly climbed off her cot. “Just a-” His form entered the tent as she quickly ran a hand through her hair. Her eyes were red.
It didn’t make sense, it had been expected. Everything was temporary, no one ever stayed, everyone left her. So why was she crying? “I’m sorry. I forgot we had a lesson t’day.”
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Edward had learned early on that sneaking up on Kerr’s tent was impossible, the animals could sense him coming and became restless, even though he had told them countless times that he didn’t mean them harm, they were part of Zion and therefore under the promise that he had given Kristoph.
They did indeed have a lesson that evening and Edward had brought along another book for Kerr, he had found the first six books of L. M. Montgomery’s Avonlea series for her to read and was giving her them one at a time. He had announced his arrival as usual and after hearing her soft voice had let himself in, what he hadn’t expected was to see that the younger lady had been crying. “Dear Kerr, what is the matter?”
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She shook her head. “I just had a long day. Hens gave a big batch of eggs, I had a lot of chores… I just forgot.” She frowned. “I’m sorry.”
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It had been a long time since he had seen someone’s eyes red with sadness, that was something that he never had to worry about with Eva, vampires didn't have tears. He stepped closer to Kerr, the book was placed down as he moved. "No, it's not about the lesson." A hand reached up, brushing at Kerr's cheek. "You've been crying, what is wrong?"
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“I’m not sure.” She shook her head. “I shouldn’t be. It’s nothin’ I wasn’ waitin’ for.” Kerr said softly. “So, I’m not sure why I-” Her eyes blinked a few times as she looked away from him. “Everyone goes away eventually.”
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Someone had left her, it took Edward a moment to put the pieces together. Marty. He didn't like the man, or how he was using her so really it was good news, even if it upset Kerr so much.
In a very un-vampire gesture Edward stepped closer still, arms wrapping around Kerr and pulling her against his chest. "I'm not going anywhere." He said softly.
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Now, but eventually their lessons would end and he’d find a new student- she was sure of it. And she wasn’t upset about it. It was just what happened. “I’m okay. Really I am.” Kerr said as a couple tears fell from her cheeks again. “He found someone more interesting.” She said matter of factly. “He was my friend longer than I thought he’d be.” She added. “I don’t know why I’m crying.” Deep down, it did hurt. Deep in a place where she pushed all the pain that had started with her Aunt. The woman who had been so desperate for a daughter she’d stolen a baby and then left her once she’d finally found a man who could give her her own. While she felt like she deserved it, a part of her still ached at the rejection. She just couldn’t correlate that the two feelings were the same. “I should have been better. I didn’t work hard enough to keep his interest.”
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Maybe, one day he'd find another student, but at the moment he was enjoying his first pet and it was indeed helpful having someone who could get him the things that he needed do the day, he knew that humans were beneath them but he had to admit he had grown somewhat attached to her, like a person would their trusty dog or horse. The only creature he really adored was Eva.
Edward listened as Kerr spoke, saying how Marty had found someone more interesting and that she didn't work hard enough to keep his interest. "You shouldn't have to work for anyone's interest, you should be drawing theirs, they should be wanting to spend time with you, not the other way around."
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Kerr stepped back away from him, shaking her head as she wiped her face with her sleeve. “That’s not how it’s worked.” She said. Despite the tears, she sounded unfazed by it all. “People keep me in their life until they find something better, or I’m no longer useful. I do my best as long as I can, but it always happens. It happened with my Aunt, Marty, Kelly, Thomas, Hattie and everyone else. Eventually Jean will find someone better with the cats and you’ll find a new student.” She turned and looked at him, her face quite plain. “It’s just how the world works.”
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It was sad in a way to listen to how Kerr viewed the world, one disappointment after another, people always leaving her and she thought that this was completely normal. "I may find a new student one day, but that does not mean that I will stop visiting you. I do enjoy your company, lessons or no lessons." Edward said, he doubted he'd get bored of her anytime soon, after all she was his only pet so far and he did enjoy the company of someone who wasn't a vampire sometimes, not to mention the blood that she offered. To try and make her feel better, at least a bit less sad he incited some of those nice feelings in her, get her mind off her sadness.
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He said that now…
A sniff of the nose and she sat in one of the two chairs that now occupied her tent- it was slowly starting to get more homey, but still looked temporary. Kerr felt a little warmer as she looked at Edward. “I didn’t mean to bring this onto you.” She said softly. “Or ruin our lesson. But I promise that’s done. I’m ready to learn.” A smile graced her face as she smoothed out her nightgown over her legs.
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"It is alright, dear Kerr, I was the one who asked you what was wrong." He picked up the latest book that he had bought and handed it to her before sitting on the other chair. "I thought that this might be an interesting read for you." Even though it was mainly a children's book Kerr might like it. He was also liking that Kerr was making the tent more homely, it was much better than sleeping in the mud and offered privacy.
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She took it with a grateful nod and took a look at it. “What’s it about?” She asked curiously. As she opened it and looked at the first page. She’d picked up the basics pretty quickly, but still struggled with complicated words and books typically designed for ‘adults’, so those that had a simpler style were ones she preferred. They didn’t make her feel dumb.
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"It's about a young girl who gets adopted by a family up in Canada and her new life, making friends and I suppose things that a twelve year old girl goes through." He did read the back and had a quick look through it, time would tell if Kerr liked it or not. "You don't have to read it to me tonight, it's for when you finish the book you're reading now." Edward smiled, Kerr was already looking a bit happier than before, the nice feelings doing their job.
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“Thank you. It sounds lovely.” She rising from the chair to add the book to her shelf. “So, is tonight’s lesson to continue reading?” She asked, grabbing the book she’d been reading. Kerr held it up to him. “Or should I work on my writing?”
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He shifted a bit to get comfortable in the chair, it wasn't as plush or padded as the one in his and Eva's wagon but it wasn't like sitting on a wooden bench. "Whatever you wish to do, I do not mind."
If Kerr didn't even feel like doing that and just wanted to sit and talk or not talk, Edward didn't really mind, though with the end to the relationship with Marty he knew that she might not want the other kind of lessons any more.
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It wasn’t that she didn’t ‘want’ them. They had made her feel good. But Kerr didn’t think she needed them anymore. She put the book back and shook her head. Honestly the crying had dried out her eyes and she didn’t feel like reading. She didn’t feel like writing. She just felt… a bit empty. “Would you be mad if I said nothing?” She asked, looking away from him and to the ground, ashamed.
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Edward would disagree, everyone deserves to feel good and if Kerr wanted it than he'd oblige, seeing as he was the only one who could satisfy her. When she asked if he'd be mad if they did nothing he smiled a bit, even though Kerr couldn't see it. "Not at all." He stood up and walked over to the cushions on the floor, sitting down on them. "Come, sit with me."
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Kerr looked over to Edward and joined him after a moment, sitting beside him. “Maybe if I had been better… he’d have not gotten bored as quickly.” She thought aloud, sighing.
“Maybe I gave him the wrong impression. Maybe he thought I wanted more than I did. Maybe he wanted someone with more experience. Maybe-” It was just time. Why was she dwelling on it so much? She knew it was inevitable, everyone leaves. So why was she feeling obsessed with it?
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He listened as she spoke, the self doubt that it was her fault that the vile Marty had left her, 'if only' this and that. Reaching up Edward brushed her hair back, that usually seemed to comfort her.
"I promise that it is nothing that you have done, my dear, men are such fickle creatures and some try to blame others for their own shortcomings. There is nothing wrong with you, I know that much." Other than the fact he had conditioned her to only get sexual satisfaction when she was with him. "Have I not shown you before that you're not broken?"
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“You did.” She nodded, her voice sounding slightly alarmed as if he might think she didn’t appreciate him. “But he said I wasn’t good.” And then he’d asked why she believed everything someone told her. And that had confused her. Why shouldn’t she believe people? Why would someone have cause not to be truthful with her? Animals were so much easier.
Her eyes closed softly at his touch, one again she was reminded nice it was to be touched. How had she gone so many years without such a simple thing.
Before Kerr could really appreciate the moment she felt a sharp pain, as if someone had kicked her in the chest. Outside the bleating of goats and sheep could be heard from their pens. “I’m sorry.” She said as she got up from the floor and moved to her bed to put on her boots.
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Edward was going to say something, stroke Kerr's ego a bit by saying that she was good and that it was Marty's fault and not hers. But then he saw a look of pain on Kerr's face and how she quickly got up and was reaching for her boots.
"What is wrong?" He asked. "Did I do or say something?" Not sure why there was the sudden swing in her moods.
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“No. Not you.” She shook her head. “Can you grab the lantern?” She asked, gesturing to the one hanging from the hook at the center of the tent’s roof. Kerr tied her boots and slipped her jacket over her nightgown before hurrying out of the tent and to the animal pens.
All of the goats seemed to be surrounding a single one and the sheep were all gathered against the fence. The pigs also seemed to be interested from the other side, but only mildly. “I know, I know.” Kerr said, to the animals who were making a ruckus. “I’m here.” She gestured to Edward with the light to follow her into the pen as she approached the gathered herd. Zion had six goats in total, five were all standing in a circle with the sixth laying on the ground bleating in pain, her belly swollen. “Hey there Tally.” She said, crouching down next to her. One of the male goats approached Edward defensively. “Oi. He’s here t’help.”
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Whatever it was, it had Kerr worried, when told to grab the lantern he did and followed closely behind, letting the light illuminate the way although he really didn't need it he knew Kerr did.
In a strange way it reminded him of his human childhood when he'd visit the farms surrounding their estate, although the pens were much smaller in Zion.
He kept his distance, standing near the fence with the lantern held out for Kerr to get light, not that he could get any closer because of the billy goat in the way. It glared at him, so he glared back.
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Kerr looked back at Edward. “Bring it closer? He won’t hurt ya, I promise.” The goat did actually back up a bit, still keeping it’s eye on the vampire. Meanwhile, Kerr was stroking the head of the poor goat as she licked at the handlers hand. The other goats backed away and gave room as the female stood up again and stretched, gently butting her head against Kerr’s shoulder. “I know, I know… it’s uncomfortable. But you can do this.”
It took about an hour, the entire time Kerr prepped as the goat bleated, paced, layed down, stood up, stretched and just seemed unable to get comfortable. Then, the babies came. Kerr had Edward keep the light clear for her to see and she helped the momma goat as needed. Two babies, then a third. The last was much smaller than the others and as the mother goat started to clean her babies she became obviously distressed as the third didn’t move.
Kerr glanced to Edward and shook her head, brow furrowing. “Can you go make a fire?” She asked. There was a small pit already set up for fire outside her tent. She got up and grabbed a blanket from the fence and wrapped the small babe in her arms. “Hey Momma, you take care of these two, they need you. I got this one.” She got up and quickly followed Edward to the fire pit, a hand rubbing at the baby goat. “He’s so cold.” She said as she came up next to him.
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Edward wasn't used to receiving orders (except from Eva) but he did what he was told, holding the lantern and moving when Kerr asked. Even with his upper class upbringing he still knew that the goat was in labour and was having a difficult time. He never thought that he'd be thankful for his human days and the regular visits to the farms where he had watched in awe as lambs and calves were born, sometimes with commentary from the farmer or farmer's children.
He stood back and let Kerr work, he couldn't offer any assistance except hold the light. The first baby had come out backwards which was probably why it had taken so long, after that the other two came out within a matter of five or ten minutes. Triplets, no wonder she was having problems.
Finding somewhere to hang the lantern he then went about making a fire as Kerr had asked, when she arrived with the kid wrapped up the fire was still rather small but it was warm. At least it was breathing, Edward knew that this wasn't always the case, not every newborn made it.
Eva would be surprised at the next words that left his mouth. "How about I hold him while you find a bottle? He's going to need her first milk." Better to get in before the other two got to their feet and would drink most of it.
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Kerr looked at Edward and nodded, passing him the babe. “Keep rubbin’ him, keep him warm, wan’ta keep th’blood flowin’.” She informed him. Grabbing the lantern she went to a chest and fetched one of the feeding bottles- this hadn’t been the first newborn that needed special care- and hurried back into the pens.
When she returned, the bottle contained some milk and she pulled a stool up next to Edward and sat next to him. “The others are doin’ great, how’s this lil’ guy? Still with us?” She asked, though she could sense him. “Yea, he is. Warmer now too.” Kerr checked the nipple of the bottle before she reached out to take the kid back from Edward. Not that she didn’t trust him with it, but she had a warmer body temperature and heartbeat and she breathed, and typically that was more beneficial for struggling babies. “I think he likes ya.”
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He did just that, rubbing the little goat through the blanket to keep it away from his own cooler body. He even put a finger into its mouth to clean out any fluids or mucous that was left from the birth. The whites were slightly yellow, usually that came from a stressful birth and this little guy had definitely had an interesting journey into this world.
If he had a heart he was sure it would be beating at that moment, even though he was a killer and to many a monster there was something about the innocent little creature he held in his arms. When Kerr returned with the bottle he handed the kid back over. "This isn't exactly new to me." He said with a soft chuckle.
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“Come on lil’ guy.” She said softly, holding the goat close to her so it would sync up with her breathing a little bit rather than the shallow breathing he was. Kerr tempted him with a drop of milk and it seemed to take to the bottle okay. “There we go. Gotta eat t’get strong.” Rocking slightly, she absently started to hum. It was an old English nursery song she had long forgotten the words for, only the melody remained. While she couldn’t remember where she’d heard it from, she liked to think it was the only memory she’d kept from when she was just a babe before her parents died.
After a long moment of quiet, she looked up to Edward. “I’m sorry for interrupting our evening.” She would understand if he decided to up and leave. He was a proper gentleman after all, and her hands and clothes were pretty filthy with dirty and goat amniotic fluid.
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The tune sounded vaguely familiar to him, probably something his grandmother had sung to him a lifetime ago, but in a way it was soothing and he absently looked into the fire, watching the flames as Kerr fed the newborn.
He looked up at Kerr when she apologized. "These things happen." He smiled. "At least it has taken your mind off your sadness, there will always be other nights for lessons." Whatever kind she wanted.
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After a bit, the kid quieted and she pulled the bottle back. “He fell asleep.” She whispered with a soft smile. Getting up, Kerr passed him the baby before fetching a clean blanket and a basket. She carefully wiped down the baby goat, trying not to wake it and transferred it to the clean blanket before setting it gently in the basket. “Sleep well little one.” She hummed, wiping her own hands off on the dirty towel as best she could. “I should probably clean up while I have the chance.” Not like she wouldn’t feel if something happened to the kid. She looked at Edward, “Your shirt… Gosh I’m sorry.” Some of the goat gunk had gotten on him in the midst of everything. “I’ll make sure t’clean it for you.” She offered. Thankfully, the showers would be empty at that time of night, she could get cleaned up without any worry.
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His shirt had seen much worse, though it did bring a smile to his face when Kerr offered to clean it for him, how could he refuse such an offer? The kid had a full belly and would probably sleep for some while, it was an exhausting evening for the little creature. "I shall leave it here before I go." He glanced down at the shirt, seeing the marks on the cuffs, they would be simple to get out. "Do you want me to keep watch over the little one?"
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Kerr just shrugged a little. “Y’can if y’want. But he should be okay. I can feel if-” She furrowed a brow, it was always awkward to actually speak of her ability out loud. “If he wakes, I’ll know.” Kerr grabbed a clean towel and her spare nightgown- things she’d acquired since having met Edward. “I’m going t’go shower. If y’r gone when I’m back, y’can leave y’r shirt on the stool and I’ll clean it t’morrow with the rest of the wash.” She didn’t mind cleaning up for Edward, she felt she owed him for all he’d done and gotten for her. She’d never be able to pay him back.
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He nodded and watched as she left towards the showers, undoing the cuffs and then the rest of the buttons he took the shirt off and placed it folded onto the stool. Then a thought entered his mind and he stripped down to his undergarments before following in the direction Kerr had gone.
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Her nightgown, underwear and jacket were set on the small table next to the first shower stall, towel draped over the door. The water was already on, but still cold. Thanks to some of the magic users, the water would heat up to a decent temperature after a few moments, so Kerr waited, pushed against the wall so as to not catch the cold water beforehand. Thankfully, the evening wasn’t too cold though it was clear the summer was transitioning into the fall.
Once the water was warmed, she stepped into it and grabbed her soap and washcloth. Just as she was about to soap up the cloth she heard the slightest of sounds and jumped slightly. Her head quickly looked behind her as she saw Edward. She’d not heard him until his hand had touched the door of her stall. “Oh.” She gasped, a hand instinctively covering her chest. “I didn’t-” Expect him.
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Once at the showers his undergarments were placed next to Kerr's, he watched her for a moment and admired her, under those baggy male clothes was quite a nice body. It was only after she had noticed him that he opened the door and stepped in. "Here… let me." He glanced down at the cloth and soap in her hands.
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She looked at him, confused, but let him take the items from her hands. Her eyes glanced down briefly and a blush came over her as she quickly averted her eyes, finding a place on the wall to look at.
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He found it cute, how she blushed and looked away from his naked body. His own nudity never bothered him or Eva, but Kerr was different, she was still oh so innocent and had probably never seen a naked man this close, he didn't know if she had ever seen Marty naked either. "Do not feel embarrassed, it's just me." He said, trying to reassure her as the soapy cloth started on her shoulders.
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Not so clearly, not so out in the open had she seen a man. Not so close without immediately moving to something else. “It’s not polite to stare.” She almost whispered. Her eyes closed as he began to clean her, no one had ever done that before. Thankfully the tear that fell thanks to the momentary overwhelming of emotions was mixed into the water. He seemed gentle and caring to her. No one had ever shown her that type of attention before.
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"I do not mind." He replied softly, though he noticed that her eyes had shut as he started to wash her, he moved down the shoulders to her arms and hands, making sure they were clean because they had got the dirtiest. As he moved back to her chest he washed her as if he was a nurse, although part of him had wanted to tease her a bit. Edward then moved down to her legs and worked his way up.
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Even with the warm water, a slight shiver went through her as she felt his fingers from beneath the cloth running over her more sensitive areas. Slowly, her eyes opened as he lowered slightly to wash her legs. He was so graceful in his movements, it was almost unnatural. As the cloth ran over the back of her knee she let out a small giggle, squirming slightly. “Sorry, that tickled.”
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Edward looked up at her, a smile on his face. "That's okay." He said simply, the cloth moving up to wash the lower and outside of Kerr's thighs before moving to wash the insides, knowing that she might get a different kind of reaction if he lingered too much. "Is this alright?'
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Her shoulder came up as she hovered between turned on and embarrassed. “Yea. It’s alright.” She said softly. Part of her desired to be touched more. There was a comfort in his cleaning her, she felt cared for. But with him so close and her so exposed, she felt a certain other desire. Her teeth bit down on her lip as she tried to look past those feelings- which was not easy to do- after all, he hadn’t wanted her in that way- like Marty had. He’d helped her learn how to be better with the other man- or tried to. But she didn’t need those lessons anymore. An arm crossed her stomach as she debating asking him if he needed to feed- knowing that it always felt nice and was a simple way she could repay him for everything. But they were not in the right environment for that- right?
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He could sense the slight increase in her heartbeat, knowing full well that his washing this part of her body was having an effect on Kerr, but he moved the soapy cloth to do her hips. “Turn around, please.” Edward asked as he stood back up now that Kerr’s lower half was cleaned, he did want to make sure that he washed her back just as well as her front although it was not nearly as fun.
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She did as she was told. As the warm water hit her front, she closed her eyes and sighed happily. Kerr could feel Edward’s presence as it rose back behind her. His cool body was warmed by the water but still had a contrast to her own. It made her shiver again. His proximity to her made her skin tingle. “What can I-” The words were almost blurted out, confused and uncertain. “How can I- Wh- I want to- You’ve been so good to me. How can I thank you?” Her head turned slightly to look back at him, almost ready for him to reject her company all of a sudden.
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Edward was washing her back, starting at the shoulders and was working his way down when Kerr spoke, several questions in quick succession as she turned to look at him. He hid the smirk, instead turning it into a warm smile as he paused for a moment. “Would you like me to bite you?” He asked, thinking that might be the idea on Kerr’s mind and he was never one to refuse if she offered.
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“Yes.” She said before thinking. “Only if you’re hungry of course.” Kerr quickly added, not wanting to put him out if he wasn’t.
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“I am a little bit.” Although he and Eva had hunted only a few days before a bit of a top up never hurt, although he rarely took much from Kerr anyway, only taking what he needed to either increase her pleasure or to arouse himself. He finished washing her back and stepped closer, almost skin to skin as he bent down, his lips brushing over her shoulder before he opened his mouth, fangs puncturing Kerr’s flesh and letting the blood flow. Hands reached up and held onto Kerr’s sides, just in case she felt a bit faint or weak at the knees.
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She made a small sound as the momentary pain that came as teeth broke skin, but that pain was very quickly washed away with a warm feeling of desire. Her head moved to the side, opening her neck up more for him as her hand met his at her side. Kerr’s heart sped up as did her breathing as he felt pleasure ripple through her. She yearned to be touched, yearned to touch someone, felt desire and desired. Did he know how his bite felt? Did everyone feel it? Or was it just her? Did that mean she was wired wrong? In that moment, she didn’t care about any of it. A soft moan escaped her as she felt herself almost lean into his bite.
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It amused him how Kerr always seemed to tilt her head to give him room when he bit her there, as if offering more of herself for him. As a bit of an extra thank you he incited some lust, knowing that she liked that, especially at a moment like this. Edward took several mouthfuls of her blood before he pulled back, smiling to himself as he held onto Kerr. “Mm, thank you.” He said softly, lifting his head. “Is there anything I can do for you?” He asked, hands moving more towards her front than where they were resting under her arms.
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Her head nodded yes, contradicting her words. “I’m okay.” A hum as his hands moved over her skin. Her nethers felt warm and there was a feeling, a twitch, an ache that needed to be addressed. Needed to be touched. Her fingers pressed into the back of his hands as the sensation built in her.
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Edward could tell what Kerr wanted, he knew what his bite did to her and that at a moment like this it made her desperate for contact, to be touched. His hands had moved to the front, moving up to cup Kerr’s breasts before giving them a gentle squeeze as the water washed down them both. “Would you like me to touch you… or do you want me to give what he couldn’t give you?” A knee gently pressing in between her thighs urging her to open her stance that bit more.
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“Yes.” She gasped, her stance widening. “Please.” Kerr looked up at him, her logical brain fogged over by emotions. She knew it wasn’t proper, knew it wasn’t right, but none of that mattered. “I know I’ve no place to ask. But-” She swallowed at the feel of him touching her breast, the way his fingers felt against her hard and sensitive nipple. “I want to feel good. I’ll do anything.”
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Logic didn’t matter when overtaken by lust and emotions, although they were things that he no longer felt to see Kerr so bare, both physically and emotionally gave Edward a sense of power, he could get her to do anything he wanted, she had said so herself. “The lessons. They were never about him, they were for you. To learn about your own body and what it likes.” He said softly, the blood he had taken from her was enough to get him hard and he bent his knees a bit. “I want you to tilt your hips back, just a bit.”
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What had she ever done to deserve such feelings of enjoyment? Such lessons? Her body followed his instructions. “As you say.” She whispered, both nervous and excited about the unknown of what was to happen.
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“Just there… that’s perfect.” A hand moved from where it was on her breast down between them, helping Edward line himself up before he started pressing his hips forward. He always took this slowly, knowing that Kerr wasn’t as used to this compared to Eva, though when the two vampires were together usually Eva was the one in control and Edward didn’t mind that at all. The hand then moved to rest on Kerr’s hip as he settled inside her. “Okay?”
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She found herself holding onto the side of the shower for support as he filled her. A small crie of pleasure fled her lips as her hips almost leaned back as if he could be further inside her. The feeling of him, the way the water washed over them, the knowledge that they were exposed to anyone that would walk by, all of it swarmed her thoughts, but the only thing that mattered was the desire she felt, the lust, the good feelings that warmed her and made her feel wonderful. “Yes.” She eventually managed to get out as she was almost blinded by her desire for him. In that moment, she would be okay with anything, do anything he wanted to just feel those feelings of ecstasy.
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It was highly doubtful that anyone would be awake, or wanting a shower at this present time but it wasn’t like Edward cared about getting caught having sex, although he guessed that it wouldn’t be the same for Kerr. The possibility of getting discovered did add a bit of a thrill to it though. He had stayed still inside of her until the affirmation was given that this was okay before he started a slow rhythm, this was a completely different position and would feel different but hopefully just as pleasurable for Kerr, but if it wasn’t a simple bite would make it that much better. His chest was against her back as his hips rolled, enjoying those sounds she made and the beating of her heart.
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Oh, it did feel different, but just as good. Her head rested back against his shoulder as she let out a soft sound of pleasure with each thrust. Every nerve was heightened thanks to his abilities, something she had no way of knowing wasn’t entirely natural. The feeling of him moving in and out of her, pushing and pulling against her skin sent shockwaves of pleasure through her. And with each moment that passed, she felt herself tighten around him as her body built up to a climax- one that she’d get close to, but like a climber who loses his grip, she’d fall back from it before she could reach the end. Then it would build up again, only to fall back again.
Her hand slid down her abdomen and between her legs, fingers found that sweet spot in hopes of finally reaching the top of the mountain. Her breathing labored and she gasped as she felt herself get close, but then a ragged sigh came out as the peak was just out of reach once again. Still, she yearned for him and for all it mattered, he could stay in her until the sun started to rise and he had to leave. Hell, she wouldn’t be adverse to going back into his wagon and feeling this way forever. In that moment, she was blind to the rest of the world. What mattered was what would make Edward happy so that he would make her feel this good forever.
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Edward was always one to enjoy sex, even before he became a vampire, although this was nothing like that blood filled passion that he shared with Eva it was still enjoyable though the focus was more on Kerr’s satisfaction than his own, as it always was when they had these ‘lessons’. He was keeping the pace slow and the thrusts long but gentle, he wanted to show her that she was good, despite her previous lover’s displeasure.
He could tell each time that she neared climax, the increase in breath and heartbeat and the way her body tightened around him only for it to fall back again. He usually let this happen a few times before biting her, this night he let her go a few more. “It will feel so much better if you deny yourself those feelings for a while.” He had whispered to her. When he noticed her hand moving down between her legs Edward let her have one failed try before he moved his head down to where he had bitten earlier and as she crested that peak again he bit her again.
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He was right, it was brilliant. The world almost seemed to darken around the edges as her entire sense of being was wrapped in him. Her body rocked and jolted against him as pleasure dripped down her legs, only to be washed away by the water of the shower. She found one hand gripping the shower wall as the other reached behind to hold herself against him for support as she rode the waves of blinding passion. The moan that escaped her was satisfied, surprised and relieved all at the same time. Tears streamed down her face as she was reminded how good sex could feel, how good Edward could feel. “Thank you.” She managed to squeak out.
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He was still moving with and inside of her, the thrusts now small and gentle, merely rolls of his hips as she rose through the waves of pleasure, smug in the fact that only he could make her feel like this, that only he would see and hear what it was like when she climaxed. Only when Kerr had finished those waves did he stop, one last thrust as she squeaked out a thanks although he made no attempts to withdraw or remove his arm that was still around her chest holding her against him. “I can assure you dear Kerr, that you are in no way broken or bad, dont believe anyone who tells you otherwise.” He said to her softly before moving his arm and stepping back, sliding out of her, they had spent too much time in there anyway.
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She had to hold the wall for support as her knees felt weak, if she were capable of fear in that moment and wasn’t still riding the high she’d given him, she’d be worried that she’d slip on the water. His words hit her and, while doubt would set in later, in that moment she believed him. She believed anything he told her. He had complete control, she’d fully given herself as his pet. And so long as he kept making her feel good, she didn’t care. She had become addicted to him.