Who: Edward and Kerr What: Shopping and Secrets When: April 23rd, Night Where: Kerr’s Tent Rating: High (NSFW) Status: Complete
It had taken him a little bit of time but finally Edward was getting used to this little electronic telephone device that did much more than send or receive calls. He particularly liked the messaging function and used it much more than anything else, occasionally he’d message Eva while they were apart but most of the time he used it to send messages to his new pet - Kerr. Over the past few weeks of reading lessons the younger woman had improved but Edward still used a mixture of simple words and the little drawings to get a message across to her and in return she did the same. Although he never said anything he could tell that other things were on Kerr’s mind and he was a bit concerned, well as much as a vampire could be for a human pet.
He had sent her a message earlier in the day, before he and Eva retired to sleep simply asking if she would be interested in another reading lesson that night. If Kerr wanted to talk he’d listen but if she didn’t, then they’d just read, or expand on the… other lessons he had also been giving her, only time would tell. When night fell he made his way from the wagon to the lone tent set up near the animal pens, announcing his arrival and waiting for permission to enter the tent.
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She always knew he was there before he was there, the snorts, honks, braes and other sounds most heard just as noises, she’d learned carried meaning and intent behind them. The dead man is back. Kerr looked around her small tent, over the month it had gathered a small collection of books (thanks to Edward) which sat on a small two shelf case about three feet high and a handful of outfits, most of which she still found herself packing in her napsack as if the tent were temporary. Other than that, there was little else making it ‘homey’.
“Come in.” Kerr tucked her boots under the bed as she finished mending the laces. Looking up to see Edward she found herself smiling. Her lessons had become one of the highlights of her weeks.
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Edward heard the sounds as he walked by the pens but didn’t understand what the animals were saying, he knew that he made creatures uncomfortable and kind of just ignored it, Edward wasn’t going to feed from them, tempting as it was.
After getting the permission he opened the door and stepped in, closing it behind him as he smiled at the young lady. “Good evening Kerr, how are you this evening?” He asked, although tonight he was slightly dressed down than usual, something that Kerr might not have seen him in before.
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She nodded. “I made sure to be rested before sunset… so I can be better company.” More than a few nights, Kerr had sleep calling her in the middle of their lessons. “Did you get the items you asked for? Were they right?” She asked. Edward occasionally asked her to run errands for him during the day. From simple things like a new hair brush, book or pen and journals to things that were a bit more challenging, like gifts for Eva in the form of clothing, jewelry and other oddities. She didn’t mind, honestly she felt like she owed him more for the help he’d given her.
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Really Edward didn’t mind that Kerr often fell asleep during her lessons, he did keep odd hours but thankfully Kerr understood his limitations about not being able to teach her during the daylight hours. “I did get them, thank you.” He said, “They were perfect, I wasn’t sure if I had described my requests well enough, but obviously I had.” She had also done really well with finding the gifts for Eva, hopefully their purchasing hadn’t caused the young lady any embarrassment in the stores.
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Oh, they had. But thankfully with his encouragement, and Marty’s, she was starting to not let things bother her as much. It was slow, but… she was getting there. “So… I think we’re almost done with…” Kerr got up from the bed and moved over to the shelf and took up the last book they’d been on. She’d been progressing well, at least Edward told her she had. Learning how the words she spoke looked had been hard at first, but for the first time she had someone who was encouraging her. It felt good and she didn’t want to let him down- always fearing that if she did, he’d bore of her and leave.
She held the book to her chest as she turned and looked at the Vampire. “Can I… ask you a question?” In all their lessons, Kerr never really asked about him. Not really, at least not anything beyond surface level. She’d always been afraid she’d push too hard and he’d be upset with her.
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He watched as she went and got the book that Kerr had been reading, although things were a bit slow to start with, she was already on the more advanced books for ‘younger readers’ and Edward was planning to buy her a bunch of harder ones before they left this time frame (if they left). He didn’t feel like she was letting him down, he also wasn’t going to be bored and leave her, he liked having a pet.
Leaning forward a bit on his elbows he looked up at Kerr, a hint of his white fangs peaking through as he smiled at her. “Of course.”
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“And you don’t have t’answer.” She said, wanting to make it clear that she didn’t expect much. “I was just wondering about… you.” Kerr wrinkled her nose slightly as she rubbed her shoulder. “I mean… y’seem so gentleman like and yet y’work here… ballyin’ for the coochie girls.” She hadn’t actually asked anything yet, had she? “I suppose I was just wonderin… Why?”
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It didn't really surprise him to be asked this question, why would a man of obvious breeding and education be in a carnival getting guys into a tent filled with nearly naked women. He patted the cushion near him, inviting Kerr to sit down. "You see, there were these men after us…" He started, although he didn't go into a lot of detail, he did give Kerr the basic story of the last few years, that he and Eva had left Europe to get away from people who wanted them dead because they were vampires and how they came across Zion. And like everyone else they needed to earn their keep at the carnival, so ballying it was.
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Kerr listened, nodding slowly as he told his story. “So, we’re kind of the same in that way.” She stated. Both of them had been chased- granted she’d been chased by the law for things she did, not hunters for what she was. She’d earned her persecution, he hadn’t. “Being chased to Zion. And.. Eva’s not really your cousin.”
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In a way he had earned his persecution, he had courted the wrong woman who had started it all when he left her suddenly. But that was something that Kerr didn’t really need to know, that he had spent many years conning women out of their riches. “Zion is a haven for many, for different reasons. For us it’s providing security.” He gave a nod and a small smile at the last statement, it wouldn’t hurt for Kerr to know the truth, it might make it less awkward when the young lady purchased those revealing outfits. “No, she is not. It just raises less suspicion that way.”
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“But you’re close.” Kerr walked carefully through the conversation, trying not to pry too much.
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“We are.” Edward confirmed, eyes watching Kerr as he spoke. It was obvious to most that they weren’t related. “Eva had helped me and was going to die, so I did what I could to save her.” And he knew Eva never blamed him for what he did, he liked to think she was thankful for it.
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She nodded, it made a bit more sense. “It must be nice to have someone like that.” She mused aloud- not completely intentionally. “I mean…” Kerr rubbed her neck. “Someone you can depend on and who can depend on you.” She almost had that once, when she was younger on the street. But it wasn’t meant to last. A slight chill passed over her.
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There was another small smile, it was nice to have company of his own kind, someone who could and would stay up all night talking, hunting or... other pursuits. “I did have other human company over the years, but it is indeed nice to have the company of someone who understands you and can depend on.” He could see she was musing, one of the many little things that he had picked up on since they started spending time together.
Leaning over he tucked a bit of Kerr’s hair behind her ear, trying to settle her worry a bit. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t be your friend, be there for you if you need me to be.”
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A familiar chill ran up her spine, not a bad one but one that made her heart flutter. “Unless it’s during the day.” Kerr said with a small laugh and shy smile. A month ago, hell a week ago she probably never would have dared to joke like that. Or at all. But she was feeling more confident and more her every day. Sure, the insecurities were still there, but she was taking more risks. Small ones. Maybe big ones…
Kerr rubbed the denim of her jeans as she looked to a spot of canvas between the two cushions they sat on. “I’ve been thinking of our lessons…” She said, swallowing. “The other ones… they’ve been working- I think.” At least Marty seemed happy when they kissed now and she didn’t knock his teeth or bump heads or anything anymore. “I was thinking of… asking Marty to come over.” She would have to wait a bit, that week wasn’t a good week for her. It didn’t even dawn on her that Edward might already know what was going on. “Next week. Maybe after the show on Friday… I’m just trying to figure out… how to do it.”
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Edward was proud that Kerr was growing in confidence and was able to start joking with him. “Except during the day.” He said, smiling at her small laugh and her growing boldness. While he knew she would never be as bold or brash as Eva had turned out to be, Kerr was definitely coming out of her shell.
While he had moved his hand back from Kerr’s face he was still sitting closer than before, leaning forward a bit on the cushions under them. He managed not to smirk as she talked about their… other lessons and the progress she had made on those, another thing that he was also proud of. “That is your decision to make, this is your private space and you may invite anyone here that you wish.” Although he still felt there was something not good about Marty, although he had yet to meet the man, and he could tell why Kerr was suggesting next week, subtle as it was he could still smell it. “You will find the right words when it’s time.”
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“He is quite forward.” She probably didn’t need to say much and he’d be standing there naked and- Kerr blushed at the thought. But then, there was the rub. The thought was just that, a thought. There was no real image that came with it. The men in the carnival weren’t always… discreet, but in those few occasions Kerr had averted her eyes. Even when she may have peeked, she wasn’t entirely sure what she’d been looking at. “It shouldn’t matter that I-” Her nose wrinkled as she scratched her neck. “Edward…” She looked over at him, her brow furrowed. “I’m not really worried about words… I know, now, what feels good for me but- well, I know men are different.” She tripped over her words, once again finding herself in a situation where her naivete and lack of experience was broadcasted quite clearly.
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Edward was, and probably always would be a gentleman and unlike some other men who thought that women were solely on earth for their personal pleasure and gratification, he had always had manners, even when it came to intimate matters.
When Kerr said his name he turned towards her, seeing that look of confusion and shyness on her face again as she stumbled over the words. “We are, but you shouldn’t have to do anything you don’t want to just because it’s what he wants.” A hand moved to pat her knee in a reassuring gesture, if Marty wouldn’t take no for an answer then he might have to have strong words with the man.
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Kerr chewed on her lip a little. “But what if I want to.”
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“Then tell him that, you have told him that you’re not… experienced, don’t be afraid to ask questions or for an explanation. We all have to learn somehow.” He remembered that Kerr had mentioned to him that she had told Marty it was all new to her, if the man had a real interest in Kerr then he shouldn’t mind guiding her through things.
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“I know a woman my age should be married and already know all this- and well… be a woman.” Kerr’s brow furrowed, it was the first time she’d really came to refer to herself as not her gender. She’d commented about how she’d always danced around the topic, but never outright said it so bluntly. “These are things no one ever speaks of, just someone I always thought I should just know and not knowing…” Her blue eyes looked to him with a sense of gratitude. “I know I say it a lot but, thank you. For not thinkin’ me simple.”
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They were really things that a mother or caring female mentor might have told her growing up but Edward knew that Kerr had neither of those, especially in her teenage years when she probably needed them the most and living under the disguise of a man hadn’t helped them either. Although this was the first time he had to explain it to someone else he was trying to make it as easy as he could for her to understand while not making her feel stupid for not knowing about them. “We all take the same journey dear Kerr. Just some of us take different or longer paths, but we all get there in the end.” His hand moved up, resting gently against the side of her face, a comforting touch.
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“I should probably…” Kerr picked the book back up and opened it to the last page she’d been on and cleared her throat before she began to read aloud.
It was her first actual chapter book, after the learners she’d had short stories, all geared toward younger kids. As she closed the back cover, she felt a small, warm, sense of accomplishment. “What did that one word mean?” She asked, flipping back a couple pages to read it again. “A-s-tuttle-ee.” She asked, pointing at the word astutely.
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Edward’s hand dropped again to his lap as Kerr picked up the book and started reading it, offering encouragement when it came to some of the more difficult words but she was able to read it without a lot of corrections and Edward was proud of her progress, especially with the more advanced book. “Astute. It means to know something, I could say that you are very astute when it comes to animals and their care.”
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“Astute.” She nodded. “I think I understand. It… looks funny.” Then again, there were a few letter combinations that she found strange. Kerr pushed up from the cushion and moved over to the shelf and placed the book neatly at the end of the selection. “It is a bit more than just knowing something though.” Her fingers pressed against the firm wood of the shelf as she stood there. “At least with me and the animals.” She wondered if he’d think her strange or mental. “Though, I do know how to care for them astutely.” A smile tugged at her lips.
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Edward chuckled softly. “Sometimes they use fancy words just to try and show that they’re smart, or want to appear that way.” There was a time that he would have used strange words for the most mundane thing, just to show off his upper class education but those days were long gone. Here in Zion no one cared about fancy schooling or who your ancestors were, it was all about what you could do and how you could fit in the carnival life. His eyebrow raised when Kerr mentioned that it was ‘more than just knowing’ when it came to the animals, although she had never said it Edward suspected that she had some kind of gift when it came to them. “You do, and they appreciate it I’m sure.”
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“Most of them do.” She said with a chuckle. “Sir Worthington- or Mr. Grumpy Old Goat as is a more suitable name… he tends to go out of his way to let me know how much of a better job I could be doing.” Kerr ran her hand through her hair with a shrug. “But he doesn’t like anyone, really. Least not anyone over the age of ten. Old man has a soft spot for kids.”
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That small tale made Edward laugh, he could sense that the animals didn’t like him but that was probably because they thought he was going to kill them, a fear he knew most creatures - including humans - had of vampires. “You named him appropriately. Anyone who goes by the title ‘Sir’ is usually old and grumpy.” That he knew from experience and his suspicions about Kerr were confirmed without her even having to say them out aloud. Still sitting on the cushions on the floor Edward stretched his legs out in front of him, making no attempts to get up to his feet like Kerr currently was. “Did you want to read another, or something else?”
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“I-” She looked at the shelf. “Probably read. I can’t really do our other lessons today.” While her cycle had only started that day, it was still something people didn’t speak of. It was kept hidden. “Unless you were hungry.” Kerr moved to unbutton the cuff of her shirt.
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While a bit of blood was something that didn’t bother him he knew that Kerr was probably not feeling like partaking in their other lessons that evening anyway. He was surprised though when she asked if he was hungry and starting undoing the shirt cuff, he wouldn’t say no to a snack. “I am a little bit.” A flash of his white fangs appeared for a moment, waiting to see if Kerr would sit back down near him or not.
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She didn’t have a lot to pay him back with and she could only imagine how hard it was for him to find sustenance. Or so she assumed. There was no way she could really know just how manipulative or resourceful he was when it came to feeding. Perhaps it was her being naive, or her just choosing not to see the fact that by nature a vampire might not be a good person.
Kerr returned to the cushion and sat down next to him. “It’s not strange to ask, is it? I mean I don’t mind what you are an’ a host would normally offer their guest- and y’are teaching me an’ I should repay you- an’…” She stumbled over her words yet again. “Do y’prefer the wrist or the neck or… an’ these are things that are probably very rude to ask.”
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In the past he had usually used his control over someone to get them to make such an offer, but Kerr was giving it willingly and to him that showed how much she had grown to trust him over their time together. And it would be something that he was sure Eva would smile about when he told her about his evening.
“It is not something that I am used to, but no it is not strange.” His tongue ran over his teeth as Kerr talked about repaying him. “I do not mind either, which do you prefer?” He asked, marks on the neck or shoulder were usually easier to hide and probably wouldn’t get in the way of her daily duties.
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Even when she was a jumbled mess, he had a way of making her feel put together. She considered it a moment, was there a preference? “Neck I suppose.” Kerr replied as her fingers moved to unbutton the top few buttons on her off white shirt so the fabric could be pulled back to reveal skin. As she scooted slightly so he could have a better angle she swallowed, her skin tingled with anticipation of the bite… that feeling.
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Fingers slid gently over the skin of Kerr’s neck, almost in a caress as he moved to hold the material back to minimize the blood that would get on it. His lips met her neck, pausing for a moment before he bit down, fangs breaking the skin and blood filling his mouth.
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Her eyes closed as those sensations of pleasure rushed over her. She took in a breath and his scent, it was faint but clearly a cologne. It was nice, reminded her of a comforting memory she didn’t actually have. A small whimper escaped her as the bite that should have hurt made her wish she could find out what it was like to fill the things she desired. Soon… hopefully, she’d find out.
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He didn’t take a lot of blood, drinking slowly to prolong those pleasurable feelings for her, rather than to satisfy his own hunger, this was just a snack after all. He enjoyed hearing Kerr whimper and because he could, he gave her an extra reward - a good dose of lust. With one hand resting on her shoulder holding the shirt back, the other moved to Kerr’s other side, gently holding her there for the minute or so that he drank from her.
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She gasped slightly, fingers curled around the fabric of his shirt as she almost braced herself against his chest. How sinful was she to love how his bite made her feel? To yearn for the physical, carnal? Was there something wrong with her that this unnatural act made her feel so good? Kerr had no idea what a Nightwalker’s gifts held. She didn’t know that they could make anyone feel the same way. She tried to understand it without all the information. Perhaps it was a connection they had. Perhaps she was wired wrong. Whatever the case, it made her heart beat hard and desire things she didn’t know how to describe- yet.
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It was probably only a minute before he pulled back a bit, tongue flicking over the two punctures to seal them the best he could. It didn't go unnoticed the way she held onto him, or the way her body was responding. Kerr enjoyed it and he wouldn't be surprised if she wanted more, to keep feeling like this. Moving his head he whispered in her ear. "More?"
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She almost didn’t feel like herself when she was around him. It was like she was free, a bit out of control and definitely more pornographic than she normally would have been. “Please?” Kerr spoke before realizing the word had slipped past her tongue.
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His hands moved, making quick work of the shirt's buttons until he was able to push the material back enough for Kerr to shrug off if she wished. He kissed a line from below her ear down to the top of the binder that confined her chest, each kiss accompanied by another hint of lust. The first clasp was undone, followed by a pause in case Kerr wished to stop.
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Not all of their reading lessons progressed into the more physical lessons, but a number of them did. And she’d be lying if she didn’t say she enjoyed it. Her shirt fell to the floor as she watched Edward start to undo her binder. It was about time to take the article of clothing off for the evening anyhow. She nodded slowly, as she moved to help remove the hooks.
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When the binder was undone Edward moved back slightly to give room for Kerr to get it up and over her head. With her chest now bare and breasts free he took them in his hands, pushing them up as he placed a kiss to the skin. What Kerr might feel and realise was that his touch wasn't as cold as it usually was, the blood he had drunk had warmed him up. "What do you want?" He asked, voice soft.
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There was always a sense of relief accompanied by a small sense of guilt or shame when the compression of her chest was removed. But his touch, his attention, washed that feeling away like the tide. “To feel good.” She replied. A moment later realization hit and she placed a hand on his. It was hard, her whole body ached with desire. “Wait… I… I can’t. I-” Kerr chewed on her lip. “It’s a female thing…”
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His other hand moved up to run through her hair, offering her a small smile. "I'm a vampire, it does not bother me." Although he knew it might bother her and he'd proceed only if Kerr wanted to.
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“...” She wasn’t quite sure how to respond. It was true. But it was still wrong… right? Kerr’s eyes closed at the caress of his hand. “Okay.” She whispered, her body was practically trembling with anticipation.
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He cradled the side of her face, thumb brushing her cheek as he asked “What would make you feel good?” wanting to know how to proceed, if Kerr would be happy with what they had done before, or was she feeling bolder and wanted something more.
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“Show me something new?” She asked, trying to think of what else there was that she didn’t know.
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Nodding he shifted from where he was seated on the cushions, gently easing Kerr back so she could lie down on them. He moved over to the small table, dimming the brightness of the lantern that sat on it before returning to Kerr, picking up some kind of cloth that lay on the pile of laundry, just in case. “Remember, if you don’t like what I’m doing, tell me.” Edward said, hands starting to undo her jeans.
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She followed his lead, not entirely sure what he had planned. “I’ll tell you.” Though she doubted that she’d not like it. Kerr felt hot despite her naked torso. Loose fitting jeans had become something she’d liked about the modern world. They were comfortable and a bit more sturdy for working. As her jeans were pulled down, she shivered. How was it that something that felt so good, was considered so taboo? Maybe that was the test? And she was failing it. But, she didn’t fit in anyway… so why not enjoy herself? At least as long as she could.
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Edward wasn’t exactly sure about his plan either, there weren't a lot of ‘new’ things he could do with Kerr’s current issues and he wasn’t sure how far she would want to go, he’d make a start and see what the responses were. With the jeans removed and placed to the side he looked back at Kerr lying there and the unusual undergarment, getting the cloth he helped Kerr lift her hips as he placed it underneath, not wanting to dirty the cushions. As he undid them he incited some more lust, wanting to make her forget for a moment.
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Her pulse throbbed through her veins, she could feel it in her more sensitive areas. It would have been difficult for her to describe the feeling to someone else. Everyone knew desire, lust, but as Edward’s hand grazed her knee, sparks were sent through her. It was more than desire, it was frantic and needing and as if every nerve in her body sought to be touched, felt, caressed, kissed. Each hoping that the desperate yearning would be sated.
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With the undergarment removed Edward moved to rest on his side next to Kerr, a hand caressing down from between her breasts, over her stomach before sliding down between her legs. His gaze was on her face as fingertips found the sensitive nub and gently started to rub it, knowing that she had enjoyed it their previous times and was a good place to start this new lesson.
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She was more sensitive than normal and it showed in her face as she caught her lip in her teeth. “Oh.” Kerr’s body wriggled slightly, her hips almost pressing herself into his hand.
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Edward’s fingers continued the gentle tease as he pressed light kisses to Kerr’s chest, giving her a bit more of those feelings she was craving before taking one of her nipples into his mouth where it was teased with his tongue. He’d wait a bit longer and let her get a bit more worked up before he progressed any further.
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Her skin was in fire, fingers gripped at the fabric of her discarded shirt just to wring something. She was in the moment with him, her focus pulled from his fingers to his tongue. Every surge of pleasure moving her attention.
Then, for just a moment, her mind thought of Marty. What his lips would feel like, his fingers. She’d felt Edward's chest before, it was smooth, unscarred, perfect. Marty’s wouldn’t be. It would have character, maybe a scar, definitely ink. She’d be able to feel his heart beat. His fingers would be coarser than Edwards, would that hurt? Be better?
The idea of something new, someone new after so many years of nothing only added to her experience. “Mmm.” Her hand hesitated as it moved to Edward’s head, fingers slipping into his hair for a brief moment.
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There were things that Kerr would learn with time and experience, while he knew that she would probably never be like Eva or enjoy the things that his Spanish beauty did, he was helping her discover herself and that was what these ‘lessons’ were all about. Getting a snack out of it was just a bonus.
While she was distracted by the sensations of his mouth against her skin Edward’s hand moved further down, a finger gently sliding through the wetness and into her.
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Her hips pressed against his hand. She wasn’t even sure why exactly, but her body reacted to every inch he explored. How had she gone so long without knowing these feelings? What had she done that she’d deserved the punishment of not feeling such pleasure? And what had she done to redeem herself to feel it now? So much of her life she’d spent hiding from other people, afraid of letting herself get close to someone only to find herself not worth their time. Kerr had opened herself up once, only to loose her friend in another way- but just as permanent. But now she’d found a home, she’d found a job, friends, a teacher, a purpose… So why was she so terrified?
Or at least, she would be, if she wasn’t consumed by desire at that moment.
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Edward’s mind was on the task at hand, although he was thinking about what Eva’s responses might be when he told her about the evening’s events, it was nice to get a woman’s opinion on what felt good.
His head lifted and looked down at Kerr, her eyes closed as his finger moved back and forth, exploring parts of her body for probably the first time ever. He watched her face for any sign of pain or discomfort, at which moment he would stop but so far had seen none, just pleasure and desire.
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Her pulse raced, breathing heavy and every part of her screamed for more- something more. Her arm folded as her hand grabbed her shoulder and ran down her collar bone. Her skin buzzed at even her own touch. “Oh my.” She chirped as he found a spot that sent a particularly intense sensation through her.
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“Right there?” He asked as his finger moved over the same spot that had made her exclaim in surprise. She was already breathing hard and he could hear her heart beating faster, was this enough for her or did she want more still? He had just fed so could perform. If that was what Kerr desired.
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“That feels good… yea.” She whimpered. Her eyes opened to look at him, she felt so vulnerable, yet so safe. “I- want more.” Kerr bit on her lip as her fingers curled into the skin of her collar, had she had any nails, she would have punctured skin. Everything in her felt hungry, hungry for him.
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His free hand moved to card through her sweaty hair as he asked “Are you sure?” Getting her to look at him. “It might hurt for a bit.”
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Kerr nodded, at that moment she wasn’t sure anything could be painful. Her body wanted it, and her mind. If she knew what to expect, then maybe she wouldn’t mess up with Marty. “Please.” She begged, eyes watering at the thought he’d deny her.
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“Alright. I want you to bend your knees for me.” His hand rested on her cheek for a moment while his other slipped from between her legs, wiping on the cloth before he started to undo the buttons of his shirt. It occurred to Edward that she had never seen him without a shirt before and had probably never seen a naked man either. When the shirt was unbuttoned he shrugged it off and he shifted down to Kerr’s feet.
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She did as she was told, raising her head slightly to watch what he was doing. The light was dim, but she could make out his silhouette. That thin but defined chest, perfect skin. She could see the lines of his pelvis, they seemed to draw her in as her eyes watched his hands at his trousers. Teeth chewed at her lip eagerly, not entirely sure what she’d see, but she lusted for it.
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He was still crouched low as he undid his trousers and worked them down his legs, leaving his underwear on for the moment so as not to startle Kerr with the sight of his erection. Moving back up between her now open and bent knees he pressed a line of kisses from below the navel to her breasts, a hand now moving down to rid himself of his undergarments as his hips hovered just down a bit. “Are you sure?” Edward asked again, almost in position but as yet nothing was touching her though she could probably feel the strange warmth of his body.
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Her entire body trembled. “Please.”
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Shifting into position he looked at Kerr. “Take a deep breath in, then let it out.” He instructed, throwing in a bit of lust as she exhaled and he pushed his hips forward, the head pressing into her slowly.
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Her brow furrowed at the sensation, it hurt a little… but not in a painful way. It felt a bit like when you eat too much and your stomach is full- except it wasn’t her stomach. As his body pressed into her, making contact with some of the most sensitive parts of her body she felt a wave of pleasure pass over her. Kerr’s back arched a bit as she let out a noise of surprise and joy. She hadn’t really known what to expect, but somehow it also made complete sense. “Good.” She breathed, not wanting him to stop.
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He continued easing into her, taking it slowly until he was as deep inside as he could go. With that confirmation he paused for a moment, letting her get used to the new feelings before starting a very slow rhythm, pulling back just a bit before pushing forward, small and shallow to begin with.
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She found herself drowning in the sensation. Part of her brain tried to zero in on the feel of him inside her, the relief as he withdrew and the fill of him again. But it was more than that, with each thrust, gentle or hard, he sent shocks of pleasure along her nerve endings. She had to hold onto the cushions below her as if they could keep her contained. She was drawn up that hill to the point of release a few times, but couldn’t seem to fall over. Her muscles tensed around him as she almost felt frustrated that the moment of climax kept slipping away. While Kerr was normally quiet, hushed in her vocalizations during their lessons, that night anyone walking past her tent would know something was going on. Thankfully there were only animals to hear her moans.
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Edward could feel Kerr tensing around him a few times, always falling back and he knew it was because she was getting used to his bite in order to climax and part of him wanted to continue for as long as he could, to make her to feel like this was as close to heaven as she'd ever get. He had kissed her chest, breasts and throat as he continued the rhythm. Looking down at her he brushed the sweaty hair from her face. "You like this?"
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“Very much.” She gasped, head falling back into the cushions as her neck arched slightly in response to his lips. She didn’t even know what she needed. On instinct she was exposing herself to him. Tears seemed to well in the corner of her eyes as she once again felt herself so close, only to slide back.
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"Then why are you crying?" He asked, seeing the tears and knowing they were from frustration more than pain, Kerr had been more than vocal the whole time and responsive to everything he was doing.
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“I don’t know.” She said, reaching up to wipe her eyes. Honestly, Kerr hadn’t fully realized she had been. A hand reached up to hold onto his shoulder. “Don’t stop.” She begged.
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He knew that her blood that was in his veins wouldn't last all night and that soon he'd give her what she really wanted, that feeling of bliss that she was craving. He decided that as she reached the next peak he'd bite her, let her reach that high despite her plea for him not to stop.
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The wait had been worth it as it was her most powerful orgasm to date. Her muscles contracted around him, almost pulling him into her more. The scream of pleasure was enough to wake the sheep and distant baa’s could be heard outside. Her fingers held onto his body fimly for support as her body convulsed with each contraction. When it finally was over, she felt herself laying limp in the cushions as he enjoyed his snack.
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He remained inside her throughout her orgasm, only taking a bit of blood from her this time. As her body finally relaxed and she collapsed against the cushions he slowly withdrew, a hint more lust to help prolong the bliss. "Did you enjoy it?" He whispered, hands softly carding her hair and running over the sweaty skin of her chest.
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She was panting, her body was trembling and she didn’t think she could move. Every inch of her was buzzing. It was fantastic. “Mmhmm.” Ker nodded, as her knees came together and she curled up slightly. There would be clean up, but in that moment she was inclined to just float in the ecstasy she felt. Her body twitched slightly as a belated contraction hit her. “Oh.” She sighed.
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"That's how it's meant to feel, nothing to be embarrassed about." He said, moving to the side so Kerr could curl up a bit and just enjoy the feelings. A tiny smirk spread across his lips as she twitched and sighed again, feeling a bit smug for making her scream in pleasure. His hands still touched her gently, telling her that he was still there and wasn't in a rush to leave her just yet.