Author: Tempest12
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
Author's Note: I was
left feeling vaguely unsatisfied with the
ending of this
fic so I decided to add an
epilogue. I hope this scratches any
itches that were
left.
Chapter Nine - Epilogue
She walked out of the
bathroom, her teal hair was slicked against her
skull and
the long strands dripped down
her back. She had the last towel
wrapped around
her torso and she was
muttering something about baka men and their
refusal to do
housework. She was
picking her way down the shadowy hall to the
room that she
shared with him.
"Woman."
She jumped and nearly lost her
towel in the process. If had been
five years and
he still was able to sneak up
on her. She whipped around to give
him a piece of
her mind, but when she saw the
hard glint in his eye she stuttered to a
stop.
Unconsciously she took a step
back from the intimidating man.
Though he was her
lover, there were times when
she was forced to remember that his hands
were
coated so thickly with blood
that it would never wash off.
"What's up?" She asked
nervously.
He advanced on her until she
backed herself up into the hall wall and
she had a
strange sense of deju vu.
"You have been a bad
girl." His voice was heavy with an unvoiced
threat. She
gulped while her mind raced
for any infraction she may have
committed. She even
sniffed herself like he would
on occasion, checking for any musky scent
that he
may misconstrue as being
another males. He saw her movement and
she could have
swore she saw a mocking light
in his eye, but it was gone before she
could tell
for sure.
"I am going to have to punish
you." He leaned in close to her
causing her to
shrink against the wall.
In all the years that they had been
together he had
never raised a truly violent
hand against her or their son. She
told herself
that training their child
didn't count or that little knife incident
that
happened so long ago.
No she wasn't afraid of him
hurting her. She felt a
sinking sensation in her
stomach when she thought about
how he would punish her. His
preferred torture
was to withhold her completion
from her. He would pleasure her
until she
screamed with need then stop,
allowing her to calm herself before he
would begin
again. He would never
allow her to go over the edge and
attempting to pleasure
herself only got her into
worse trouble.
He once went 24 hours straight
without letting her orgasm.
Sacrificing a day of
training just to prove a
point. All because he found out that she
was
experimenting with dangerous
chemicals without using the proper
precautions and
almost got hurt. She had
long ago given up thinking that he was a
normal man.
He braced a palm against the
wall by her head and looked down at her.
"But I didn't..." Her
words
trailed off as his finger hooked her towel between
her breasts. She looked
down and watched with a mixture of dread
and desire as
he gently tugged, causing her
last defense to fall to the ground,
leaving her
bare. She watched as
that same finger began a tantalizingly slow
journey down
between her pert breasts and
over her midriff, only to stop right above
her
patch of female fur.
She looked back up into his
coal black eyes staring down at her.
As he had
trailed that digit down the
length of her body heat had gathered and
coiled deep
in the pit of her
stomach. Her pulse raced and her heart pounded
but she
struggled not to give any
outward signs of her need, even though she
knew he
could smell her.
As she met his eyes she raised
her chin a notch in defiance. "I didn't do anything wrong." She
pouted. His lips twisted
into a sneer.
"Don't add lying to your
crimes Onna." Her false bravado eroded away and
she shuddered slightly.
"But Veg.." He leaned
down to lick her top
lip cutting off whatever she was
going to say. That demon
owned digit skimmed down to part her
nether lips and
rested gently against her
aching bud.
She arched against him and her
full breasts pleaded to be touched as
well. His
tongue slid along her upper
lip.
"Beg for it." His hot
breath caressed her
lips at his words. Years of this
treatment had given her some
tolerance and this was nothing yet.
"No." She uttered
cockily.
He smirked down at her as he
began to rotate his finger gently causing
her
juices to gather at her
thighs, but she bit her lip to suppress her
moan. He
shifted his wrist, replacing
his finger with his thumb, then sinking
that finger
deep into her. Soon a
second finger joined it and she
couldn't stop herself
from gyrating desperately
against his hand.
"Beg me and I will give you
what you want."
His voice took on that husky
sex-hungry tone that sent
shivers down her spine. Not trusting
her voice she
shook her head violently in
denial.
He growled in the back of his
throat and he leaned down to flick his
tongue over
her erect nipple. Hot
spears of sensation pierced her groin and
she couldn't
stop the whimpers that poured
over her lips. In a last show of
rebellion she
laid her palms flat on the
cool wall behind her on either side of her
hips,
instead of reaching out to
hold him like she wanted to. However,
she could not
stop her treacherous back from
arching her mounds closer to his
lips. He saw
her act of defiance though and
he began to thrust his fingers smoothly
into her.
Stoking the fire of
desire in her, coaxing her to the edge of the
abyss.
And then he stopped.
His lips moved away from her
breast so he could stare down at her and
he began
to with drawl his
fingers. Before he could leave her completely
she grabbed his
wrist, desperately halting his
exodus.
"Please." She whispered
while looking deep
into his eyes.
"Please what?" He
prodded evilly.
"Please let me cum." She
begged
prettily. He plunged his fingers deep into her
at her words and ignited his
ki at her core, setting fire to her
already
smoldering passion.
She howled as the waves of
release ripped through her body. She
nearly doubled
over with the spasms and she
clawed at the man in font of her, seeking
support.
He wrapped a muscular arm
around her narrow waist holding her to
him. Catching
her so she would not fall.
As soon as the tremors began
to abate he released his throbbing
erection from
his pants. He placed his
palms on the underside of her thighs and
hoisted her
up so her long legs could wrap
around his hips. He braced her
against the wall
as he sunk his long length
into her moist heat.
As his entire shaft slid into
her, his tongue lapped at the delicate
skin of her
throat before his incisors
pierced her flesh, causing her to
gasp. As he began
to piston in and out she felt
her eyes roll back as the sweet pressure
began to
build once again. She
wound her arms around his neck and furrowed
her fingers
into his sleek ebony
hair. She loved the feeling of his course
clothes rubbing
against her naked skin,
causing a delicious sense of friction.
The coils in the base of her
stomach snapped again as another climax
swept
through her. This time
she felt the tensing of his body and his
soft groan as
he spilled himself into her.
They stilled their frantic
movements, the only sounds were their
pounding hearts
and her panting. After a
few moments he released her almost
reluctantly,
straightening his clothes as
he did so. When he was done he
looked down at the
woman who was still leaning
against the wall, trying to regain her
composure.
He smirked at her before
wrapping a large hand behind her thin neck and
pulling
her close for a bone melting
kiss.
He sat her back against the
wall before turning to walk away. He
got a few
steps before she remembered
why they were there in the first place.
"Why are you up here?"
She asked.
He turned to face her, a
roguish grin on his perfect lips. He
reached behind
him and pulled out a scrap of
red cloth that he flung at her.
"You shouldn't leave your
panties where the brat
can find them woman." He said
over his shoulder as he strode
away.
She grasped the g-string that
she had "accidentally" dropped in the GR, a wicked
smile curving on her lips.
THE END
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