The room is quiet except for the crackling of a fire in the fire place...and her breathing. She is sleeping, quite soundly, contently. He watches from across the room in His chair. He sits silently watching her form as she sleeps. The light from the candles surrounding the bed casting soft shadows upon her nude form, watching, He smiles to Himself.
He sees her stir a bit in the bed, He moves silently to the shadows of the room where, if she does wake, she could not see Him, for she does not know He is here, nor that she is even here.
She stirs in the bed, opening her eyes, they don't need much time to adjust. She looks around the room, she is frightened.
"This place, where am I?" she asks herself as she looks around the room. The room is large, and not well lit, only by the bed is there light...and the light of the fireplace. She can barely make out some of the other furniture in the room. A large, wooden and padded chair sat facing the bed, a table beside of it held a glass of red wine and a blue rose lay upon the table by the glass. She had no idea where she was.
She moved a bit more on the bed, the silky sheets clinging to her skin, she had to admit that the feeling was very nice upon her skin...but those silky sheets held a surprise that horrified her. She tried to stand from the bed and found that she was chained to it, that she couldn't even get off the bed, much less stand.
She was in shock, and He knew it. He could see her face perfectly. His eyes always accustom to the low light, 'tis how He preferred things, light hurt His eyes if it did not come from a flame. He watched as she fought with the chains, the sheets slipping off of her body exposing bits and pieces to His gaze. He grinned to Himself watching this. He knew the fear was building in the girl, and He could almost taste her blood on His lips. He knew that she would be willing, once T/they started...but He liked to play with His guests for a bit before showing Himself.
She sat on the bed, pulling on the chains, following them down and noticing the solid silver cuffs attached to her ankles then her wrists. She did not know how she got in to the situation she was in, all she could remember was being out for a walk at dusk near the river taking in the sights of the night as it set in on the world.
Nighttime. Her time, the time she felt the most alive. Sure she moved about the day, doing as she was supposed to, but her soul, her spirit, her mind did not come truly alive until dusk...when the Night came to visit again. She had always been like that...but now...it seems it has gotten her into something she cannot handle.
"Oh, what is going on? " she spoke aloud. His breath caught in His throat hearing her voice. He had seen her eyes, He loved them. They were blue, but not the bright blue most had, they were a blue, cobalt almost night sky blue...it was her eyes that convinced Him to bring her here...now her voice...He was sure He made the right decision.
He composed Himself and decided it was time to introduce Himself to His guest of the moment, the one that made Him break all His rules...
"My dear, what is going on is that you are my, guest." His voice spoke softly to her as He stepped out from the shadows. She yelped and jumped hearing the voice. She looked to Him. He was a very imposing figure. Not very tall, but He did not have to be. His body was solid, and she could tell, very muscular. His skin at places looked as pale as hers, but others suggested He worked as hard as A/any she knew. She watched Him as He seemed to glide through the dim lit room to her side.
She broke her eye contact with Him for a moment to look at the chains that held her to His bed, when she looked up He was not there. She was about to say something when she felt Him behind her. He did not touch her or speak, but she could feel His energy, His power radiating from Him to her...to her very core.
She stammered with her words, frightened, yet excited. She could feel something in Him, a longing she herself had within her.
"You have something to say dear?" He said moving closer to her, whispering in her ear. She could feel His hot breath on her neck...His voice seemed to vibrate her...she swooned, and lost everything she was thinking, all she could think of was Him...and what she was feeling at the moment.
He reached out with a single finger and traced it softly and slowly down her neck and shoulder. He reveled in the feel of her soft smooth skin, and as He watched, He could see the blood flowing beneath it. Her skin was so pale that it was almost see through.
She moaned softly feeling the touch...she shivered hard, making the chains rattle...this reminding her what she was going to ask of Him.
"If...if I am Your guest, why keep me chained to Your bed?" she whispered...she could feel Him move closer to her...the power He generated was so strong...she felt drunk with it.
He raised an eyebrow and smiled. He knew her, He had seen her desirers when He touched her that first time...her interests where the same as His. He moved to where His body was almost pressed hard against hers His voice was almost a growl in her ear. "I believe you forgot something in that question girl..." It was not a question, she knew that...and she knew what He meant.
"I...I am sorry Sir...forgive me." she lowered her head, shivering before Him. He backed away a bit and watched her form. The pale skin, the ample frame, the blood red hair falling into her face. Her lips so red and juicy He thought He could drink from them for days. And the eyes...the eyes nearly drove Him mad.
He could feel the need within Him growing, as it grew in her. He watched her silently again, drinking in her form, as He would her blood.
He let out a low growl as He watched her, He had not known she could hear it, that is until her body shivered hard and she let out a very soft breathy moan. As that moan escaped her lips, something inside Him snapped. He **had** to have her...to taste her...to have her taste Him...to be bound to each other for eternity...to spend an eternity in those eyes...hearing that voice.
His long arm snaked out and grabbed her hair. His hand twined in the silky hairs and pulled back hard, pulling her to Him. Startled she let out a yelp...and looked up at Him as she lay beneath Him.
Her eyes full of wanting and needing...He looked for a moment, then quickly He pulled her head to the side and sank His teeth into the flesh of her neck. He growled as she struggled beneath Him...her moans reaching His core...the taste of her blood on His lips nearly driving Him mad with pleasure...so sweet, so wild...He needed more.
Her body withed beneath His...the pain of the bite...the feel of her blood flowing into His mouth sending shivers through her...His growls shaking her core...she wanted to wear His mark, to show A/all who she belonged to now! "Such thoughts" she thought to herself for a moment "You don't even know Him! How could you belong to Him?" She answered herself "Because I can...and I do!"
She melted into the feeling...she was His now...and always would be. He let go of her neck...she was almost ready to pass out from the pleasure and loss of blood...but she knew she wanted this, and He knew she wanted it as much as He did.
He watched her with a grin on His face, then leaned in and kissed her deeply, allowing her to taste the blood on His lips. She kissed Him back with all she had and more...she needed Him, wanted Him.
He broke the kiss and presented His wrist to her...she raised up and cautiously bit, and drank deeply...feeling Him enter her and take control...she gave Him the control.
After a minute or two He broke her away from Him...she looked up at Him again, those night sky eyes full of love and respect smiling brightly at Him...then she closed them and fell back asleep. He smiled and picked her up and held her in His arms...He had found her, finally, after so many years of searching...He found the one He could call His.
He held her the rest of the night as she slept in His lap...her lullaby was His heart beat...and knowing she was safe and where she finally belonged, she slept the sleep of the just in her Master's arms.
He did not sleep that night, He rarely did sleep at night anymore. His thoughts always drifting to what He longed for. When He did sleep He dreamed of her, when He was awake, He thought of her. He could not escape His longing. It Haunted Him like a ghost. That is how He thought of the longing in His heart, as a ghost...haunting Him, but unable to be seen clearly much less grasped. That is until this night.
He had broken every rule He had bringing her here like this, but after seeing those blue eyes He was lost to His emotions...which He normally keeps in check. He cursed Himself for losing control like that. He knew what it would mean if she was not as...willing as she was. It would have meant her death, and honestly it would have killed Him to kill such a lovely creature.
