WHO: Evan & Abrielle WHAT: Talking, sex, saying those three little words. WHERE: Abby's place WHEN: July 31st, afternoon RATING: NC-17 STATUS: complete
Evan picked out a bundle of yellow roses, and headed over to his lover' house, looking forward to seeing her. He was sure that she would be home, but if she wasn't he would just try back again later. He knocked on her apartment door, waiting to see if she was answering.
Abrielle hadn't been doing much, just getting ready to go out and grab a bite to eat and get some coffee, but when she heard the knock on her door, she perked up a little, quickly pulling a tank top on over her jeans, her hair up in a pony tail. She headed over to the front door, hoping it would Evan...and when she opened up the door to his face, she smiled. "Hi there," she said, leaning against the jamb.
He smiled, holding out the roses for her. "Hello, beautiful," he told her, smiling as he leaned in, kissing her cheek. "Did I interrupt anything?" he asked, smiling, she looked like she was going someplace.
She took the roses, sniffing at them, still smiling as she moved out of the way to let him in. "Mmm, was just going to go get a bite to eat. I have cravings for something fatty...but since you're here..." She winked and headed into the kitchen, pulling down a vase for the roses.
"Are you calling me fat, darling?" he asked, laughing softly, smiling at her as he slipped his arms around her. "I missed you."
"No! But I want a burger or...I don't know." She laughed, turning her head to watch him from over her shoulder, shifting to kiss his lips gently. "I missed you too, baby...very, very much." Abrielle cooed and moved a hand, running her fingers through his hair.
He smiled, kissing her lips again. "Mmmm. So sweet. And how about I take you to get food?" he asked her.
"If you do that, I'm going to feel the need to put on something...better." She cocked her head, her ponytail slipping to one side, the dark hair tumbling over her shoulder. "Because I always have to look my best with you."
He smiled, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. "You look beautiful, and very comfortable, leave it, okay?" he told her softly.
"Alright, for you," she murmured, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him back slowly and hungrily with a soft moan. God, she'd missed him--she'd never really felt like this with anyone else before...not even her husband when she was human.
He smiled, kissing her gently on the lips. "I like your hair up, makes you look...happier," he told her. "Or maybe it's just me," he said softly.
"I think it's just you..." Abrielle gave a bit of an almost embarrassed expression, turning her head a little and watching him from under her eyelashes. She opened her lips to speak again, but closed them, biting into the bottom piece of flesh.
"What's wrong, Abrielle?" he asked her, taking her hands and sitting down with her on the couch, holding her hands in his lap.
"It's nothing," she told him with a slight smile, shifting to slide into his lap, setting his hands on her hips. The woman smiled, leaning down to kiss him again, dodging Evan's question. She didn't want to say it--she didn't want to scare him.
"Hey...no no, you tell me, please? Do not hide from me.. Did you hurt someone? I won't be angry, just..be honest with me," he said, worried.
"I didn't hurt anyone or do anything." She stared at him, sitting back on his legs and staring into his eyes, mouth twisted into a tiny pout.
"Then what is it, dear?" he asked, rubbing her hands, trying to relax her.
"I love you," she said, turning her head away from him, her entire body tensing above his own with nervousness.
He stared at her for a moment, not sure what to say. He gently touched her face. "Look at me,
Abrielle turned back to look at him slowly, nuzzling at his hand and looking anywhere but his eyes. She didn't think she could take it if he blew her off after saying that.
"Abrielle... really look at me," he said again, wanting to see those lovely eyes. "Please, darling..."
She finally did, staring into his blue eyes and letting out a breath she had been holding in without realizing it.
"There's my girl," he said softly, touching her cheek, gently caressing it. "I love you too, Abrielle..." he whispered, leaning in and kissing her lips.
The woman relaxed instantly and smiled softly against his lips, kissing him back gently while she put her hands to his chest, running them up to his shoulders. "Love you...," she said again.
"I love you too, my dear.. You had me scared for a second," he told her softly. "And.. I have something, to tell you as well," he said nervously.
Abrielle gave a smirk and a little laugh, sitting back a bit and staring at him. She moved a hand to run through his hair at the back of his head, "What's that?" Couldn't be the bombshell she just tossed at him. That had been...big, to say the least.
"I...know that I was a little...not as accepting of your...new play area, and well. I'd like to try again, if you wish to do so," he told her, hoping she knew what he was saying.
Her eyes went wide for a moment, looking a little shocked, but that soon turned into an expression of arousal and amusement. "I would love to try again, Evan," Abrielle said, petting his chest. "I'll make sure you love it."
He smiled. "Just be gentle when you deflower me," he teased, kissing her lips softly, pulling her into his lap.
"Of course. I'm always gentle if you want it, aren't I?" She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back more firmly with a soft moan in her throat. Hell, she couldn't wait to have him, to show him what he was missing.
"Mmm.. I have a feeling we aren't going to get food, now," he whispered, nuzzling her neck, biting gently with his blunt teeth.
"Maybe we can order a pizza later," Abrielle offered with a laugh, cocking her head to the side in case he wanted to touch more skin, maybe even feed. She didn't mind either way. "I hear it's great post-sex food..."
He laughed softly. "Shall I take you to bed, darling?" he asked her.
"I'd like that, lover boy," she said with a dirty expression, licking her lips and leaning in to kiss him again after.
He shook his head, teasing her so she couldn't kiss him, and carrying her off to the bedroom.
Abrielle giggled, wrapping her legs around his waist and giving a little smile as he carried her towards her bedroom. Oh, she was so ready for this! She was going to rock his world...like always. "Eager?"
"I know you are," he replied, smirking as he sat her down and began to undress himself.
She kept the ponytail in because he liked it so much, and pulled her tank top over her head to show her breasts to him. Abrielle tossed the clothing, playing with the globes of flesh while watching him with a smile.
"No starting without me, darling," he told him, smiling a bit at her, crawling over her once he was naked.
Abrielle laughed. "Just getting ready for you, baby." She pulled her hands away and flicked open the button of her jeans, then undid the zipper slowly.
He smiled, helping her out of those jeans, moaning as he pressed his lips against her, mmmmmm.
Surprisingly, she had on underwear this time, a little black lace thong that didn't leave much at all to the imagination. She kissed him back with a little whimper in her throat, wrapping a hand around his cock and giving a stroke.
He twisted his hand in the tiny lace thong, ripping it from her body with a groan as he rocked into her hand. "Do you have everything...you did?" he asked softly, hoping she understood. Jeremy Gilbert (11:52:00 AM): need*
Abrielle watched him for a while, her lips curled into a devious grin, hand tightening around him for a moment. "I do. I like to be prepared..." She pulled him into a kiss, licking her way into his mouth with a soft moan of pleasure.
"Mmm...how should we do this, my love?" he asked, his hand spreading her folds, teasing her by gently pressing into her, then removing his finger.
"Do you want to use your mouth on me at the same time? Or...I can just do it while sucking you off," she said in a low, seductive voice, clenching around his finger until he pulled it out, leaving her pouting.
"Whatever you wish, I am at your command for the rest of the evening, my sweet," he said softly, pushing his finger hard and fast, going deep before removing it with a smirk.
"A part of me just wants your cock," she said, arching and breathing deep. "But...I can hold out. I'm a patient girl when I need to be." Abrielle looked at him, flashing her pitch black eyes.
"Are you sure?" he asked, repeating the movement with his finger, smiling the whole time.
"Fuck! Evan..." She gripped the sheets of the bed, writhing a bit beneath him and letting out a soft whimper. "Not fair..."
"Nothing's hair in love and war, darling," he told her, kissing her lips gently.
"You're the worse," she murmured, pressing her cheek down against the bedsheets and spreading her legs wider while pulling them up close to her chest.
"And just what are you going, darling?" he asked, chuckling as he moved in front of her, running his hands up her thighs to her knees.
"Wondering if I should get out a toy so I can pop your cherry..." Abrielle laughed and moved a hand to her breast, tugging hard at her nipple and causing herself to cry out.
He smiled, rubbing himself against her entrance, he was shaking, nervous. "Whatever you want, my dear," he said softly.
"Do you...want to right now? I mean, we can wait till later... Maybe have a nice, romantic evening... Dinner, a hot bath to share..." She licked her lips, looking up at him lovingly and moving to pet his chest. "We can make a date of it."
"As I said, I'm at your command, whatever you wish, I will fulfill," he told her, kissing her gently on the lips.
"No. I want you to tell me," she replied, showing her black eyes again and giving a little pout.
"Maybe I want you to tell me, darling...perhaps... I have my own fantasies..." he told her, and if he blushed, he would be.
"You're impossible," Abrielle said with a laugh, suddenly wrapping her legs around him and flipping him onto the bed beneath him, capturing his wrists in her hands.
He groaned, staring up at her. "Mmm...should I call you mistress now?" he asked, kissing her deeply.
She let out a moan in reply, kissing him back eagerly and running her hands down his muscled arms, then back up again, just enjoying the feel of his skin and his cock pressed against her body. "No. I think Abby will do just fine."
It was his turn to pout now. "Are you sure, because Mistress Abrielle has a beautiful, sexy, ring to it," he told her, smiling.
The woman giggled and pecked his lips. "Then you can since you want to..." She reached over towards the nightstand, opening up the drawer and pulling out a bottle, smiling at him.
He bit his bottom lip, watching her closely. "Yes, Mistress Abrielle."
She kissed him on the lips again, then began her way down his body, nipping and sucking at his flesh on her way to his cock. Once she reached it, she nuzzled gently with her cheek and wrapped her lips around his member, giving a quick suck before she slicked her finger with the lubricant.
He watched her nervously, his body tense before she even touched him, though the sucking was relaxing him a bit. "Mmm..."
Abrielle smiled up at him, putting her finger to the pucker of his ass before she brought him into her mouth again. She sucked harder and bobbed while beginning to push the digit inside slowly.
He tried to relax, knowing more than anything that SHE wanted this, and he was willing to explore it for her. He bit his bottom lip, his hand fisting into the sheets as a moan slipped from his lips.
She moaned around him, taking him into her throat and swallowing, giving him an extra bit of pleasure, pressing her finger im further. She was trying to keep him relaxed, this wouldn't work if he was tense.
He was slowly becoming more relaxed, one finger wasn't horrible. He was just worried that he would disappoint her, if he couldn't handle more.
Once her finger was inside him completely, she looked up at the man, giving a little smile and wiggling it around. "How does that feel?"
He squirmed, moaning. "G-good..." He squeezed her finger a little, whimpering. "Different.."
"Good," she replied, leaning down and kissing gently at his stomach, licking the smooth skin. "I love you," Abrielle reminded him.
"I love you as well," he breathed, relaxing at her gentle kisses.
She began to thrust with the finger, starting off slowly and shallowly, her lips returning to his cock, kissing up the underside of it to the head.
He arched, groaning, the small pain fading, replaced with tightness and pleasure. "Oh..god..mmm..."
"That's right, baby," Abrielle murmured, closing her eyes and wrapping her lips around the tip to suck hard, her tongue sliding over the sensitive flesh. She began to move her finger faster into him, then suddenly curled it, hitting his prostate.
He cried out, thrusting into her mouth. "FUCK!" he gasped, pulling against the sheets. Dear God, what did... Fuck!
The demon let out a pleased sound, purring around his cock before she pulled back. "Told you you would like this..."
"Mmm... I shouldn't have doubted you, Mistress Abrielle," he said softly, biting his lip.
"That's alright. I forgive you." She moved her finger into him harder, curling each time to hit that small pleasure gland while she continued sucking him off with fervor.
He couldn't believe how good it felt, dear god. He couldn't stay still, each time she hit that spot, he cried out, his orgasm so close. "Mistress Abrielle... I'm...close...oh god..."
Abrielle let out a pleased sound around him, swallowing him down to the base and holding him in, pounding her finger into him harder and faster, eager for him to cum.
He cried out loudly, throwing his head back, his body arching, he came hard down her throat, screaming her name.
She threw her head back after a moment, licking her lips clean and looking quite smug. Abrielle pulled her finger out carefully, then slid on top of Evan, finding his lips in a kiss. "You liked that..."
He smiled, hugging her close. "I liked it...yes," he said, kissing her gently on the lips. "You're amazing..."
"And all yours." Abrielle kissed him again while slipping a hand between her legs, pushing two fingers up into her wet pussy, causing herself to moan his name, back arching.
"Are you playing with yourself?" he asked, grabbing her hands, rolling them over and pinning them against the bed. "That's mine."
She bit into her bottom lip to hold back a grin, leaning up to kiss him and lick his lips. "Then do something about it. I want to cum, baby..."
"Oh... I'll make you come, darling," he told her, kissing her lips gently, wanting to leave her pinned down but use both his hands. "Do you trust me, sweetheart?"
She nodded at him. "Of course I do, why?" Abrielle raised a brow curiously, looking him over.
He reached down, grabbing his belt, tying her hands to the bed with it, using his vampire speed. "Oops...how did that get there?"
Abrielle laughed, arching off the bed. "Have I mentioned I love you," she asked, testing the bonds--nope, she definitely wouldn't be escaping.
"A time or two," he said, smirking a bit, his hands cupping her breasts, kissing down her stomach, his mouth sucked at her clit, teasing it.
"Fuck," she purred contentedly, pressing her feet to the bed so she could thrust back against his mouth on her clit, hungry for more.
He groaned, pushing two fingers inside of her body, fucking her wet pussy. "Mmm, soo good, baby," he said, squeezing her breasts.
Abrielle's breaths came in pants as he fucked her, staring down at her lover with narrowed eyes, mouth hanging open. She licked her lips, clenching and rocking back. "More..."
He moved up her body, spreading her legs wide, pushing them against her. He pushed inside of her with a grunt, kissing her lips.
She let out a breathy moan, her body trembling from pleasure, walls tightening around his hard cock. "Oh fuck...fuck..." Abrielle stared up at him and moved to kiss him back, exploring his mouth with her tongue.
He pulled back from the kiss, nuzzling her neck as he pounded into her wet pussy, one hand reaching for the lube. "Do you enjoy playing as well?" he asked her softly.
"Always," she murmured against his lips with a hazy expression on her face. She felt so good already and she knew it could only get better with him.
He smiled, placing her legs on his shoulders, pushing into her with hard thrust, wetting his finger with lube. He gently rubbed her own puckered hole, pressing into it.
Abrielle screamed in pleasure, her bonds tightening as she pulled against them and clenched around his cock at the same time. "Yes! Fuck me..." Her eyes went black and she gasped, thrusting back against him as best as she could.
He used his hips, thrusting into her, his finger pushing deeper inside of her. Oh..mmm.. "Baby...so good. I love you," he whispered.
She cried out again as she came, pressing up into her lover, eyes shut tight, muscles tightening around his cock and the finger in his ass. As she relaxed, she looked at him with narrowed eyes, lips curled in a slight smile. BB (3:28:54 PM): (*her ass. lol)
"Mmmm....you feeling better now, darling?" he asked, smiling. He kept moving inside of her, gentle and slow now, wanting to drive her crazy.
"Much better," she replied with a heady whisper, writhing on the bed below him, her muscles still fluttering around him with her aftershocks.
He pulled his finger out, lubing them more, he slowly pushed two in, just a little, watching to see if that was okay.
Abrielle gasped with surprise but soon relaxed, purring and resting her head against the pillow, her body still.
"Mmmm, my kinky little lover," he whispered, kissing her stomach.
"You're a bit kinky too," the woman said in reply, giving a soft laugh before she moaned, clenching a bit.
"Does this feel good?" he asked, smiling at her.
"Very good..." The woman turned her head to look at him, licking her lips and watching the man. "You really enjoy my body, don't you?"
"Very much," he said, kissing her lips as he removed himself from her. "I think I'll go shower," he told her, smirking.
"Evan!" Abrielle fought against her bonds, showing the whites of her teeth. "Don't fucking leave me here!"
He smirked. "And if I do, my darling?" he asked, teasing her, he was just messing with her.
"I won't let you sleep in bed with me tonight," she threatened, turning her head away from him.
"I can always sleep in my own bed," he told her, smiling as he moved towards the bathroom.
"And spend the night missing my warm, naked body against yours. My breasts against your chest, pussy against your hip, hand clasping yours..." Abrielle sighed softly and closed her eyes.
"I could have that, you're tied to the bed, darling, or did you forget?" he asked, his smirk getting bigger.
"Won't be very comfortable and I won't be very agreeable." She shot him a look, eyes dark black and narrowed.
"Mmm, but you're so hot when your all worked up," he said, smiling.
"And you're always hot...," she purred, smiling a bit, looking over his gorgeous body. "Don't you want to make me cum again? Shower sex... You could push me into the tiles..."
"Hm... I'll think about it while I'm in the shower," he told her, smirking as he went to the bathroom and shut the door, waiting to see what she would say.
"EVAN!" She screamed at him, thrashing on the bed and pouting. "Fine! You don't get to see my sexy new dress I picked out just for you."
He smirked and peeked his head out. "I love you," he said, walking over and crawling on to him. Jeremy Gilbert (4:36:35 PM): her*
"Then you should let me go..." She raised her brows at him, smirking with delight.
He smiled and undid her hands, laying next to her. "Happy?"
Abrielle immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him. "Definitely. I love you, Evan," she whispered, licking his lips.
"I love you as well. And I wouldn't really leave you, I promise," he said, smiling, laughing a bit.
"Yeah well...you should make it up to me. Like...with a romantic dinner I can wear my dress to," she murmured, petting his chest.
"Tell me more about this dress, darling," he told her, smiling as he held her.
"Well...you can't really wear anything underneath it. It's tight and black... Very sexy. Leaves just enough to the imagination," she purred.
He smiled and cuddled close to her. "I love you, sweetie, and I can't wait to see what you look like in it."
"Mmmm, and I can't wait to be on your arm," she replied, kissing him sweetly, then burying her face against his neck with a soft hum of pleasure.
He smiled, touching her cheek. "I can't wait to show off what a beautiful woman I have," he said, kissing her gently.
"And I can't wait to show off my man," she replied, with a little laugh, running her fingers through his hair and grinning wide, amused.
He pulled her on top of him, holding her close. "So, I think you promised me a sexy bath?"
"A shower, then we can get to dinner quicker," she murmured against his lips, kissing him again and again. "I mean, I have to pretty myself up, don't I?"
"I like you just fine," he told her. "Besides, thought tonight was pizza night, and tomorrow we could go to dinner," he told her, smirking.
"Fiiiine. Pizza night then fancy dinner tomorrow night. So you get to bend me over the tub then." Abrielle winked then flitted off to the bathroom to start filling the tub with warm water, adding a bit of scented oil.
While she was bent down, he moved behind her, grabbing her hips. He let his cock rub between her legs, moaning. "Mmm.."
"God, can't you wait a little?" She laughed, pressing her thighs tight around him so he got more pleasure from the simple act. Abrielle curled her fingers around the tub, turning her head and watching him with amusement.
He groaned, fucking between her thighs, smiling. "Mmm, I could, but what's the fun in that?" he asked.
Abrielle thrust back against him a bit with a little moan, still smiling, eyes alight with playfulness. "How many times are we going to do this tonight?"
"Mmmm, don't know," he told her, laughing softly, removing his cock, pulling her up and hugging her.
She turned in his arms to wrap her hands around his neck and pull him into a gentle kiss, meeting his bright eyes. "Guess we'll just have to see. Maybe it will be a record."
"Mmm, before we shower, if I may... I'd love a bite to drink," he said, teasing, smiling at her.
She shut off the water, then turned back to him, removing her ponytail and holding her hair out of the way of her neck, head cocked to the side in offering. "You may."
He smile at her, shaking his head. "I don't want you neck, darling," he said, trailing his fingers along her chest. "Here?" Abrielle dropped her hair with a smile, pushing her chest up instead, moving her arms around his waist. "Then do it."
He smiled, leaning down and licking her breast, sinking his fangs into it.
She let out a pleased sound, petting her head and pushing up into his mouth. "I love you... You can take as much as you need. Body can't die while I'm in it."
He moaned that he moved her, still sucking, holding her body close as he drank from her.
Abrielle let in a sharp inhale and clung to the vampire, closing her eyes and just giving herself over to the sensation right then, enjoying the feel of him drinking her eagerly.
He finished drinking from her, pulling back and licking the holes closed. "Mmmm..."
"Full," she murmured in question, pulling his head up so she could kiss him on the lips, tasting her blood on his flesh and in his mouth.
He nodded, kissing her gently on the lips, smiling. "I love you."
"I love you too." Abrielle bit into her bottom lip, pressing into his chest for a moment, then pulling back and slipping into the bathtub, the water rising up over her breasts, a bit of blood running out from the bite.
He slipped into the tub and moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her. "You're so beautiful."
She laughed softly, pressing back into him and resting her hands on his knees under the water. "Mmmm, you're handsome," she replied with a grin, turning her head and shifting to kiss his lips. "You've made me into a sap."
"Aww, well, I'll be sappy for you," he told her, kissing her gently. "Mmm."
"...Out of curiosity, ever thought about turning this body?" She splashed the water a bit, letting the scent of the bath oil fill her head.
"Can... I do that?" he asked. "And I would only do that if YOU wished to be turned," he told her.
"I don't really know. I would think so since my body is still human, just can't die since I inhabit it." She shifted onto her side and cuddled against him, putting her cheek on his shoulder, looking up at him with wide eyes.
"If it can't die.. I can't turn you, my love," he said softly. "You must die to become a vampire."
"I could leave the body...," she offered offhandedly with a little shrug. It might work...who knew. She didn't even know about any vampires being possessed, but it might have been possible.
He thought about it for a second. "Do you need another body to leave?" he asked.
"Yes. ...But I don't know. I was just curious. I've never heard of a demon possessing a vampire...at least not in my world. But your species is different." She cuddled against him, sighing softly. "Anyways...whatever."
"Alright, darling," he said, rubbing her arms gently. "I love you."
"I know. I love you too." Abrielle found one of Evan's hands and lifted it to her chest, entwining their fingers and letting him feel the beating of her heart as she closed her eyes, looking calm and peaceful.
He held her hand, feeling her heart beat, he smiled, kissing her hair.