I pulled away from Freyja's mansion, my mind clouded with thoughts that the talk with the vampire Duchess had unleashed once more. I turned the motorcycle towards home and wound it up as fast as it could go, not particularly caring about the speed limit. As I swung the bike off of the interstate down the exit ramp, I turned up into a liquor store with a drive thru window and grabbed a bottle of scotch and stored it in the under seat compartment before again turning the bike towards home.
After backing the motorcycle into the garage and snagging the scotch from under the seat, I locked up the garage and went inside. I reset the wards surrounding the house and went into the kitchen, grabbing a rocks glass from the cabinet. Almost slamming the cabinet shut I turned around and walked into the back of the house to my bedroom. With an angry surge of the Power, I sealed the wards around my room, dropping my perception into the Astral to check the wards built into the dΓ©cor of the room before dropping back to normal perception and opening the scotch. I poured a generous glass of it and drained it at a swallow. I poured another as I put in a homemade video that I had burned to DVD.
After opening a small cabinet above the TV in the entertainment center, I looked at the items there. I ran my fingertips lightly over the small carved wooden figurine of her I had made, then over the 18" tall marble statuette of her that she posed for. Finally I turned my gaze on the small clay bust of her head and shoulders that I had commissioned from a portrait before I found out about the statuette. I lit two candles and set them on each side of the statuette, lighting a stick of incense and placing it before the bust of her. After going back and flopping down on the foot of the bed, I drank my way through glass after glass of scotch, not even caring about using such a fine scotch just to get blitzed, as I watched myself and a beautiful Japanese woman joking and playing around on the video.
I had just put another DVD of us into the player to watch as I drank some more and tugged my shirt off, tossing it carelessly across the room before pouring another glass of scotch and flopping down onto the bed. Almost as if I was unable to control my body, I flopped back onto the bed and as soon as my head landed on the bed, I was out cold. As always when I had been drinking heavily, the dream came again.
I opened the door and smiled at the Japanese beauty standing there. "Hey Love. I've been waiting on you." I stepped forward to hug her and felt her arms go tight around me as our lips met in a soft kiss.
"I'm sorry, Tre. My flight was delayed." She smiled her impish smile. "I will try to make it up to you later."
She came in and I closed the door behind her. We walked into the main room of the suite and I took her coat, laying it over the bar as she sat down. I turned around and admired her beauty, her smooth skin and long straight black hair. I also admired the way her near skin tight dress showed off her firm breasts and ass and long lean legs.
I joined her on the sofa and she smiled. "So, you said you have a surprise for me, Love?" She turned slowly to face me, one lean leg peeking from the low slit on her dress.
I smiled and turned towards her, bringing one leg onto the sofa with a smile. "Yes I do, but didn't you say you have a surprise for me too?"
She smiled and nodded, gesturing to me. "Yes, but you go first, Tre. Mine can wait until later. I want to make sure the time is right." She turned, looking and listening to me intently.
I rose and took a couple of steps away from her before turning back to face her. I palmed my surprise for her as I stepped back over to her. Closing my eyes for a moment, I took a resolving breath and, as I had seen in so many movies, I dropped to one knee and took her left hand in mine, slipping my surprise, a small circlet of gold crowned with a small diamond onto her left ring finger.
I heard her small gasp of surprise and just bulled on ahead, "Miko, I have loved you since I was studying with your father and brothers. Will you marry me?" I asked, looking up at her from one knee.
"Yes, My love," she said, smiling brightly, tears of happiness in her eyes, "I will marry you gladly." She leaned forward and kissed me softly. Rising up a bit, I returned her kiss, feeling her hands sliding into my hair.
Our lips moved together, tongues dancing, before she reached down and tugged my shirt from my pants, whispering, "I need you, Tre. Make love to me, my love." She pulled my shirt up my chest and off over my head as I nudged my shoes off. As soon as my shirt was out of the way, our lips met once again. I slide my arms around her, fingers finding the thin zipper of her top and dragging it down slowly.
Without breaking the kiss, I slid the top down her arms and set it on the low table beside me. Feather-light I slid my hands back up her arms and down, following the straps of her bra, to caress the firm flesh of her breasts through the silk and lace of her bra. My lips began to move faster against hers as my hands slid around to cup her breasts, thumbs moving in light circles over them, causing her nipples to harden and stick out against the silk.
I kept flicking my thumbs against the hard pebbles of her nipples as my lips moved along her jaw to her neck, nibbling her earlobe gently as my thumbs teased her. Once she began to moan softly, I started kissing my way down her neck slowly, my hands sliding around in front of her to remove her bra, slipping it from her smooth shoulders as my lips reached her collarbone. I nibbled slowly down along the firm slope of one breast, tongue snaking out to taste her warm skin.