A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru & Xandi)
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				Title: <strong>A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 19:08:47</strong>
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				(http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee24/miranda135/l_77eb58e095696852505878dfc0399896.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Brice Loukas<br><strong>Age:</strong> 87 (a mere pup)<br><strong>Build &amp; Background:</strong> 6'1", 175lbs, lean and muscularly built - a Lycan and son of the pack's Alpha<br><br>Keeping watch outside the ornate, wrought iron fence of the manse, Brice Loukas scanned the dusky horizon for hunters and unwelcome guests. The night of the full moon was close, but that hadn't mattered in a number of years since he'd been granted the pack's dynastic brand on his back. He could morph at-will, and had done so a number of times to protect the woman inside the home he was now guarding.&nbsp; He stole a glance into the darkened windows of the house. Brie would be rising soon, he knew, and it would be time for him to hide again. <br><br>Looking away from the house again he saw a shadow of a figure approaching from the distance, causing him to duck behind the pillar he was keeping watch by. This was someone he hadn't expected. A descendent of the hunters that had killed Brie's husband some years ago was actually back in their city, and with a determined look on his face. <br><br>Transforming into his wolf form, Brice huddled in the shadows of the approaching night, awaiting the stranger's approach. His yellow eyes glowed piercingly through the darkness, and he knew this would be a warning to the skilled hunter now approaching his ward's domain. He narrowed his lids into the smallest of slits, keeping himself hidden until the man came to the gate. He began to rattle the fence, testing its strength before pulling out a large axe and destroying the lock the mistress had set in place so many nights before. The gate swung free of it's barrier as the man took a step to cross inside the courtyard.<br><br>As he moved to trespass, Brice launched himself out of his shadowed hiding place with a menacing snarl of piercing, white teeth. His venomous slobber dripped off his chops, as the claws in his frontmost feet found purchase through the man's wool coat and tore it free. Baring his skin, the werewolf sunk his teeth in deeply, tearing the flesh as he bit down hard. His attack was aimed to kill, and his bite found his jugular with little difficulty. But before the man entered the throes of his death his axe-wielding hand came up and slashed down against Brice's shoulder, tearing into his flesh and breaking the bones of his right leg.<br><br>Brice let out the kind of squealing noise only a wounded animal can make as the man fell to the ground, jerking and spasming in the last movements of his life. Favoring the wounded appendage, he grabbed hold of the man's leg with his teeth and dragged him inside the gate, swishing it closed with his tail after he turned around.<br><br>The pain, unbearable and severe, brought forth another guttural howl. Not menacing or fearful, this noise was one of deep pain and need for rescue. As Brice's body began to transform into its human form, he found that the howling was just as much a part of his human side as it was the animal's within. Ever so slowly it turned from the hurt cry of the wolf into the screaming pain of a man as his body hovered in mid-transformation and he cried out for deliverance from his pain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 10:27:07</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i863.photobucket.com/albums/ab196/eo1968/MilaKunis3.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Profile:</strong><br><strong>Name:</strong> Brie <br><strong>Age:</strong> 223 (looks as if she is 22)<br><strong>Measurements:</strong> Bust 34C, Waist 28, Hips 34<br><strong>History:</strong> When Brie was a woman of 22 she married the most beautiful man she had ever met. She fell in love the instant she had seen him on her 21st birthday. Her love was Sir Jackson Pier he, as she later found out, was a vampire. He fell in love with her the first time he laid eyes on her. He watched and waited until her 22 birthday to propose marriage to her. She gladly accepted. He swept her off of her feet. They honey mooned in Paris for a month before returning home to their new home in London. Jackson told Brie about his vampiric nature but she did not care, she begged him to make her a vampire so she could be with him for eternity. He refused for the first six months of their marriage afraid that she would hate him for the curse he bore. Finally he had no choice, she contracted scarlet fever and it was the only thing he could do to save her life. After the transformation the two of them toured the continent enjoying life and each other for almost 70 years. Jackson kept her safe from the vampire hunters until one day they were picnicking in Richmond Park near their home in London. Before Brie knew what had happened Jackson lay dead with a wooden arrow shot through his heart. She soon was overtaken by the Vampire Hunters who were intent on capturing her alive, most likely for experiments. She narrowly escaped with her life but remembered every face of the 6 men who had killed Jackson. Vowing to hunt them down and kill them she went to Jackson's best friend the king of the London Lycan clan, Gabriel, she begged for help. Gabriel gladly helped her hunt down and kill the murders, offering his son as Guardian to her. She refused his offer. But Gabriel sent his son to watch over her, he stayed in the background, unseen for several years, as he watched Brie retreat into herself. Brie grieved her loss for&nbsp; decades leaving her home only when needed. She no longer attended parties or socialized at all. Her heart was broken and she remained isolated for years. Until one day............<br>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><br>Brie was getting ready to go out for the night in order to feed. Nightfall was fast approaching and she looked forward to her nightly exploit into town to find her dinner, that is all people had become to her, just food for her to exist upon. As she was about to leave the mansion she heard the most horrible sound she could have ever imagined. Brie had heard such sounds many years before when the Lycans had helped her destroy the zealots that had killed her precious Jackson. It was a werewolf that was injured she knew the sound all to well, it was unmistakable.<br>She rushed outside her house just in time to see the transformation of a werewolf, he had drug a mans body inside her gate and closed the gate before collapsing. He was obviously severely injured.<br><br>She rushed over to him, she did not recognize him but she was so out of the loop of society these days that did not surprise her. She lifted him in her arms and carried him into her house, she did not speak as of yet, only acting on instinct. Her vampiric strength was of benefit to her on occasions such as this, a human woman her size would have never been able to lift such a muscled man, so she was thankful that she was able to do so now. <br><br>After placing him on her living room floor she looked at him and saw something familiar but could not understand what it was. She finally said, "<strong>Your leg appears to be broken I will have to set it before it begins to heal. It will hurt, here take this, bite down on it while I set it. After I set your leg I will get rid of the body outside and be back. Just relax it shouldn't take long for your leg to heal."</strong> As she spoke she handed him a large piece of wood from near the fireplace and looked at the gash in his shoulder. She wasn't sure if his shoulder would need stitches or if his werewolf blood would heal it before she could even apply stitches. She place a large white cloth on it and told him, "<strong>Hold this firmly against the gash. Are you ready?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 17:58:37</strong>
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				Wincing at the pain radiating throughout his body, he watched as Brie inspected his now humanform body. The place on his shoulder where he'd made contact with the errant axe stung deeply, and he was sure the axehead must have been laced with silver; or, at least, silver was used to alloy with the iron. <strong>"Wait..."</strong> he said as he struggled to form coherency in his brain enough to communicate with the vampire he was supposed to be watching over. <br><br>Gripping the piece of wood she had brought him, keeping it away from his mouth he managed to utter <strong>"...sil...ver..."</strong> before he passed out. The wood she had just about placed between his teeth fell on his chest as the rag covering his wounded shoulder went untended. The pain lancing through his entire being was less from the actual cut itself and more from the effect of the silver having his bloodstream. Dark lines of poisonous rot began to spread their icy tendrils of death into his body, arcing over his skin like cracks in an ice flow. <br><br>His body was starting to fail, but his passing out slowed the beating of heart, and the flow of the poison. In a matter of moments he would sleep forever.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 13:28:18</strong>
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				As the Lycan spoke Brie began to notice the way his skin was changing and as he passed out muttering the word 'silver' she realized that if she did not help him he would die in just moments. She was angry with herself that she did not think about the fact the weapon might have been laced with silver, but she would berate herself later now she had to save him. <br><br>She reached into her pocket and pulled out what appeared to be an epi pen, and she shot him full of anti serum. She had learned years earlier to never leave her home without the serum. It had become routine to shove an epi pen full of serum into her jeans pocket before leaving home. It was one of those things that Jackson had taught her that she never stopped doing. To anyone who would find her passed out they would find the epi pen and think it was for a simple allergy and give her the serum only she would know that she took great care to fill the pen with silver anti serum. Well it was an allergy she had and shared with all Lycans, a fatal allergy to silver. <br><br>After shooting him full of the anti serum and while he was still unconscious she set his leg and tended to his shoulder. The serum worked quickly and Lycans were like vampires they healed very quickly. She took him to one of the bedrooms and then in vampiric speed got rid of the body and cleaned up the blood near her gate. She returned to where she had left the Lycan and sat at his bedside waiting for him to regain consciousness so she could find out who the hell he was and what he was doing inside her gate. She read and waited. <br><br>His injuries were severe and so she was unsure of how long his healing process would take. She drank some blood that she had stored in her basement for emergencies. She had raided a blood bank a while back to have some on hand in case of things like this, well not exactly like this but instances where she could not go out and feed. She never wanted to feel weak or vulnerable. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 15:57:52</strong>
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				The darkness that enfolded him slowly began to unravel into a hazy gray mist of incoherence as the antiserum began to take its effect. His body's natural shock reflex had slowed his heart rate significantly, slowing the advance of the venomous silver flecks. As the antiserum worked, the smallest flecks of silver that had broken off of the axe head began to break down, expelled from his wound as blackened bits that congealed at the outflow of his wounded shoulder. <br><br>As the last remnants of the silver were expelled, his eyes fluttered slowly as he came to an awareness of his surroundings. His eyes blinked, and through the fuzzy vision before him he realized he was in an unfamiliar place, and yet it felt...intimate. As his vision cleared, he turned his head, looking to his left first where a blank wall met his gaze. Turning his head the other direction he was greeted by the picture of Brie, huddled over his pile of bandages she had placed on his wounded shoulder. The movement of his neck sent a lancing pain from his shoulder to his leg and back up his spine in a matter of a few milliseconds, alerting him to his grievous wounds. <br><br>Suddenly, Brie's presence registered in his hazy brain and realization began to dawn on him. She had seen him. She had likely heard him as well...<em>but how much had she seen or heard?</em> he wondered to himself. <strong>"Hello,"</strong> he said, his voice still shadowed in pain and awakening awareness. "Where...where am I?" he asked. As the vampire turned to him he caught sight of her eyes for the first time. So much sadness and an eternity of despair welled up in the deep blackness within her irises. His natural canidae instincts made him long to give her comfort immediately, willing him to nuzzle her softly. That natural loyalty inbred within his genes began to take a firm grip of his brain, and in spite of his wounds, he was the one who wanted to bring a measure of relief in that moment. He shifted slightly and a new wave of pain radiated from both of his battered appendages. He fell back as a agonized moan escaped his lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 09:28:30</strong>
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				As he began to wake up Brie watched him come around. He was disoriented for a few seconds before he finally saw her. He seems so weak, and vulnerable Brie's instinct was to be caring and soothe him but her years of isolation had made her much harder than she had realized until now. The thought of how different she was now made the sadness almost overwhelming. <br><br>She looked at him as he said, "<em>Hello, Where....where am I?"</em><br><br>Before she could answer he tried to move, and fell back in pain. She winced as he moaned in pain almost as if she could feel it. Brie pushed him back lightly holding him still and said, "<strong>What are you trying to do kill yourself, you just now are beginning to heal. Don't try and move again."</strong> Her words came out as an order and harsh. She didn't mean for her words to sound so impatient but it had been so long since she had really interacted with someone that she had forgotten how to just be civil. She realized how harsh she sounded after the words came out and she could feel herself sadden even more because of her lack of grace. She tried to rectify the situation by saying, "<strong>I don't mean to be brash but I am unaccustomed to visitors, and well you did kill a man in my driveway. I have cleaned up the mess and you are in my house, don't worry about anything you can explain everything once you have healed. I am especially interested in hearing about who you are and why you were mauling that man in my driveway. I haven't seen a Lycan in...well....years."</strong> Her tone was much softer this time, she was a little more relaxed, her concern for him was bleeding through in her words. She hoped that he could hear it the way she could. Brie had always hate impolite people and now it seemed that she had become one. She thought to herself that she would have to learn how to be social again if for no other reason than to learn how to interact with people on a civilized level. She did not want to be impolite she wanted to show her upbringing and be the graceful woman she once was, she wanted to be the woman she had been when Jackson was murdered. These simple things were second nature to her then, but now after years of self imposed isolation she had lost them. <br><br>Brie tried to give him a reassuring smile before saying, "<strong>Just rest, do you require anything? I am unfamiliar with what Lycan's eat for the most part, are you hungry, thirsty maybe?"</strong> She was proud of herself for trying to be a good host, although she still wasn't sure who he was she was certain he was no threat to her at least not in his current situation. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 00:01:04</strong>
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				Her scolding elicited the briefest smirk on his lips that softened as her voice became etched with greater concern for his welfare. How could he answer all of these questions? He was supposed to be hidden, an unseen protector and one who would raise the alarm to his clan should the hunters ever return. The only part of his longstanding mission he had succeeded in was the protection part. Having failed the rest, was he released to let her know of his pack's unsolicited generosity toward her?<br><br>Smiling a little, he said, <strong>"I typically kill what I eat,"</strong> before his face broke into a larger grin, <strong>"but I'd love a steak. Raw."</strong> <br><br>He laid perfectly still. Not wanting the pain to progress further and willing himself to heal, he knew that if he just let his body do its work the wounds would cover themselves soon and the pain would be replaced with a mild tenderness. <strong>"I don't know what I can tell you. I know your name is Brie. I am Brice Loukas, of the clan of Lycans who devoured your tormentors and those that murdered your husband. My father..."</strong> he paused, warring with himself to betray his father's confidentiality and the words he had spoken to him so long ago. <strong>"My father commanded me to watch over you. You were never supposed to know I was here. I was to protect you in case a hunter ever sought you out again. The man I killed, he was coming to kill you,"</strong> he confessed.<br><br>Surely the penalty wouldn't be too bad. His father would understand this breech in his orders. Or, at least he hoped so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 18:14:19</strong>
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				As the Lycan spoke Brie began to smile, she could tell he felt he was breaking some sort of confidence in telling her, a confidence to who she wasn't sure. <br><br>She remembered all those years ago when the Lycans had helped her avenge Jackson's death and then she remembered further back a ceremony that The Lycan Alpha in the London Clan had had with her and Jackson, she understood it now for some reason. At the time she thought Jackson and the Lycan were nuts but she understood why Jackson had always told her if she needed anything that they would help her. <br><br>Brie knew that it was common knowledge that the Lycans and the Vampires were friends now but the ritual they had been through was secret only her, Jackson and the Lycan Alpha knew. She was instructed to never reveal it to anyone, which was not a problem at the time since she didn't even understand what was going on. The Alpha Lycan assured Jackson that he would leave papers in case of his death. None of it made any sense to her at the time but finally after all this time she understood what that ritual was and why the Lycans had always had her back. Her and Jackson were made a part of their pack, that was the only explanation, why else would a father send his son to care for her. His father was the Lycan Alpha, it was obvious by looking at him now that he had his fathers features. <strong>"Your father is Gabriel of the London Clan? You look like him when he was younger. You can't be very old now can you? He must think a lot of your abilities to give you this job. Well Brice Loukas of the London Clan, Thank you for your service for these years. It has been lonely to be away from your pack I would imagine. Do you get to see your father very often? I think we should pay a visit to him when you are well enough, there are a few things I would like to talk to him about anyway. Now for a raw steak, I don't have any steak but I will have something delivered shortly. Just rest and I will be right back."</strong><br><br>Brie felt different inside since she understood about the ritual now, she didn't feel so alone. Brice was a very nice boy, well he was a man she figured but she was so much older than him. Brie began to wonder why she was even worried about age difference he was simply her protection nothing more. Maybe she wanted to be friends now that she knew of his existence there would be no need for him to stay in the shadows. He could stay with her in this big mansion he wouldn't even have to see her if he didn't want to. She smiled at the prospect of not being alone, well at least for a little while. She didn't realize until that moment how lonely she had become, plus she was thinking of all the things they could do together. They could train, she use to love to train with Jackson. While she had kept her skills sharp, it was lonely always training alone, never having an opponent to try and out maneuver. She was beginning to get excited and she wasn't sure why exactly or even if she should. <br><br>For now she would handle things one day at a time and Brice she was sure would have an opinion on things. She reminded herself not to get to excited, he might just see her as an old lonely woman, which really wasn't that far off the mark at this point.<br><br>She order a raw 20oz. porterhouse steak to be delivered and she told the person on the phone that if it was at her door in less than 15 minutes she would throw in an extra hundred dollars. She didn't want to starve poor Brice. 14 and a half minutes later there was a knock on her door and a steak was delivered, she paid the person and closed the door taking it to the kitchen to put it on a plate and get utensils not sure if he would need them.<br><br>Brie went back up to Brice's room and said, "<strong>Dinner is served."</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 22:10:04</strong>
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				When Brie had left, Brice closed his eyes, slowed his breathing and entered his trance-like sleep. His short breath kept his heart rate elevated to speed the healing process, building up his immunities and stitching the fiber of his skin back together as the wound closed. He awakened when he heard footsteps outside his door again, and was just sitting up as Brie entered with a plate of raw steak. as she announced his dinner, his salivary glands worked as effectively as they had on Pavlov's dog. A small bit of drool escaped his human mouth, which he wiped with his shirtsleeve as he blushed with embarrassment. <strong>"Pardon my poor manners,"</strong> he said.<br><br>In a rapid succession of movements, Brice was on his feet atop the bench he'd laid upon and then back to the floor, arching his back and extending his neck as his arms stretched to either side and he felt the wound's lingering stiffness leave his body as he walked purposefully toward Brie and the steak she held.<br><br><strong>"All my sire's children have his strong genes, yet it was I who was favored most with his looks. I thank you for the compliment,"</strong> he said. His body drew within a hair's breath of her's as his hands fell on the slab of meat on the plate. <strong>"Thank you, Brie, for caring for me while I healed...and for this food,"</strong> he said before bringing the meat to his mouth and taking a bite.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 03:02:50</strong>
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				Brie was astonished when she returned to find that Brice was so quickly healed. He was jumping around and stretching all over the place, she just stood out of his way and smiled. She thought he was a little embarrassed by his drooling but she saw it as sort of cute. She thought to herself in the briefest of thoughts "Now it is cute, but in a restaurant not so much." She stopped herself and ask,&nbsp; internally, why am I thinking about what dinner at a restaurant with him would be like, who cares if he drools in public. She stopped thinking about it when he thanked her for the compliment. She smiled not realizing that she had complimented him but she was glad he had taken what she said as a compliment. <br><br>Brie was surprised as he walked toward her, he reached out for the steak and then thanked her for it before beginning to eat. She watched him take a bit of the raw meat and thought that it might gross her out but then she giggled to herself about how she drank blood. <br><br>"<strong>It didn't take much to heal you and I really didn't do much to feed you so no need to thank me, but since you did I will just say your welcome. So Brice you seem to be recovering very quickly, when you are done eating I was hoping we could have a talk. I have a few questions and I am sure you might have some too, what do you say? I really don't see any point in the whole hiding in the shadows thing now that I know you are going to be there."</strong><br><br>Brie didn't want to sound desperate but one of the first things that came to her mind when she walked into the room and saw him fully recovered was, 'he won't stay now.' They would need to discuss the man who had come to kill her and the hunters in general. She still wanted to go to see his father and talk to him about the ritual. Brie knew she was just looking for excuses to spend time with him, well with anyone, but right now with Brice. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 22:12:05</strong>
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				Brice's eyes went a bit wide at Brie's invitation to visit. He had only ever seen her from a distance, or through the dimly lit windows that had usually been covered. Being in her presence was a bit of a shock to his senses, and her vampiric scent was at once, both alluring and off-putting to his were-kind nose. Perhaps it was the draw of one immortal creature to another, but the smell of vampire blood had a certain effect on all his kind, drawing them together, while keeping them marked as non-edible people.<br><br><strong>"I...think I'd like that very much,"</strong> he smiled warmly as he took another big bite of the raw meat. Gulping down, in big mouthfuls the nourishment she had given him, his stomach was growing a bit distended as it worked to process his meal. A soft growl issued from his throat with each successive bite, the hunger in him growing more intense with the more he ate. <br><br>As the last morsels passed his lips and entered his throat, Brice's blood stained lips snarled in satisfaction as his body stretched again and his head reared back. His manner suggested he might soon howl to announce his satisfied state, but he remembered where he was, and stopped himself, sighing with a smile on his lips instead. <strong>"Again, I thank you,"</strong> he said, <strong>"Would you like to visit here, or would another room be more to your liking?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 00:55:28</strong>
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				Each time Brice moved he did so with grace although his power was evident. After he finished eating he ask her if she wanted to talk here or somewhere else. She smiled at the little bit of blood on his lips and said, "<strong>We can talk in the study downstairs, I think it will be much more comfortable."</strong> She turned to exit the room assuming he would follow and then she thought she should tell him to follow, just in case. "<strong>Follow me Brice, do you want anything else while we talk?"</strong> <br>&nbsp;<br>She decided if he came close enough she would use her napkin to remove the few blood drops on his lips. She didn't want to startle him by moving toward him but she also didn't think she should stare at his lips the entire time they tried to talk, which is what she had been doing so far. He had beautiful lips and she for an instant thought about how she use to lick the blood off of Jackson's lips. She smiled and thought about how Brice's lips would taste and then she suddenly stopped herself, how could she be thinking about such things? She realized just how long she had been alone. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 02:12:20</strong>
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				He was watching her as she turned and began to walk away. Not expecting her to turn back and speak again, he let his eyes wander over her form. Her hips and shapely ass raised a spark of heated awareness deep inside him. Because of his youth, Brice had been declined a mate as yet, though the wonders of the female form had never escaped his experiences.<br><br>Instinctively, as her foot pivoted to turn back, Brice's eye's moved up her body, but failed to meet her face as she turned as they had only travelled to her shoulders and were now taking in the sight of her pert breasts, forever captured in their youthful form. His tongue darted out and around his lips, wetting them carefully and tasting the remnants of his juicy dinner.<br><br>As she spoke, he averted his eyes...it was like getting caught looking up a girls dress in the school yard...<br><br>He followed obediently, glad when she seemed not to notice his wandering eyes. He watched how she glided from the room, the sway of her hips and the listened to the brushing of her inner thighs as her legs rubbed together slightly. Every whispering move she made resounded in his wolfen ears. His olfactory senses peaked as well, taking in her scent. Had he been one of the lesser canines he would have run to smell at her womanly virtues then and there, but as a more highly developed werewolf, and one of noble birth, he held back and let his well formed senses do the leg work for him.<br><br><em>Lonely...wanting...needing...hoping...hurt...afraid...</em> the mixture of emotion that was wrapped within her scent was overwhelming, but Brice drank it in as he would a fine chablis.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>07-01-2011, 20:27:07</strong>
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				When they entered the study Brie ask him, "<strong>Do you want a drink before we begin?"</strong> She poured herself a glass of wine and then told him to help himself to the bar. <br><br>Brie sat on one of the small couches that were in the room and began by saying, "<strong>I guess the first thing we should discuss is if you think there will be more hunters like that one tonight or do you think he was a loner? I haven't dealt with them in so long I don't even know their hunting styles anymore. Perhaps a trip into London would be a good idea, I could see your father and take care of my business there and it would get me away from the mansion for a few days, a safety precaution you might say. What do You think?"</strong> Brie wasn't sure if leaving was a good idea since if she was being watched they would follow and find the Lycan headquarters thus putting her friends in jeopardy but she knew that Brice would know what to do, she wasn't sure why but she trusted him. <br><br>As she sat there she wondered what he thought of her now that he could see and smell her up close. She knew he must have some impression of her since as a Lycan his senses were quite heighten. She wondered what he smelled from her, could he smell her loneliness? She knew he could smell fear, she could smell that on occasion. Brie looked at him and tried to read what he was thinking but her skills has fallen, or his skills were extremely heightened, she wasn't sure which but she was sure she couldn't sense much from him at this point. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 22:20:51</strong>
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				Brice continued following Brie, watching her form and movements that seemed so graceful, even cat-like in the way she led him through her home. As they entered the study and Brie offered him a drink, Brice nodded and thanked her, <strong>"Yes, thank you,</strong> and he poured himself a scotch neat. Knocking back half the shot of smooth scotch whiskey, he felt the fiery burn of the alcohol seer through him as he stifled the instinct to growl a bit at the feeling of power that swept through him in an instant.<br><br>He walked behind her to the couch, sitting across from her before she spoke again. As she did, he pondered what she was asking to do and thinking through the best thing to do at the moment. He understood she would want to meet with his father, especially now that she knew they were watching over her. But was leaving the house the safest option? <strong>"Let me call and speak with my father. He should know about the attack at least, and he'll know better whether there are more that we should be watching for,"</strong> he said as he pulled his phone from his pocket and thumbed the speed dial for his father's number.<br><br><strong>"Father, I am calling to report an attack on Brie tonight...."</strong> he began the conversation, his tone respectful and even awe-filled. <strong>"Yes, she is safe. The hunter, I killed him. I was hurt but managed to drag his body into her gates so that he wouldn't be seen. But, Father, Brie would like to come into the city and speak with you...."</strong> a lengthy pause cut off his sentence as Brice listened to his father speak. <strong>"I understand. And you are sure there are only the few we have under watch, no others?"</strong> he asked as his head nodded in affirmation. <strong>"Very good. We'll see you as soon as we arrive,"</strong> he said as his thumb ended the call as quickly as it had begun it.<br><br><strong>"He would be pleased to receive you in our lair. I'm not sure if any other hunters might attack, but we can spend a day or two in the city and discuss what happened. It may be that Father will suggest you move, if that might suit you, my lady,"</strong> Brice said with an air of respect to his charge. The scent of her was even more powerful now. A smell of wondering and desire. He was having to work even harder to suppress his primal needs and urges.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 23:30:55</strong>
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				She listened carefully to all he said and to his side of the conversation he had with his father. Brie was impressed that he did not try and take to much on himself, that he valued the experience of his father. It showed her he was not trying to impress her only to do what was best for her. That gave her real confidence in him as a man and a warrior.<br><br>Brie had seen far to many cocky Lycan's and Vampire's taken down hard because they were trying to impress instead of trying to win. This is a battle and she, above everyone else, could spot a great warrior. Brie knew in this moment that Brice fell into that category. <br><br>When he mentioned that she would be received well by his father, she nodded. Brie had no doubt that the Lycan leader would receive her. Brice was careful about how he worded things, she noticed it. The suggestion that she may need to move to continue to be safe was a new thought. This mansion had been her solitude for all these years. The iron gates and mansion had kept her completely separate from the life that thrived outside. She nodded again at his suggestion before finally saying, "<strong>This mansion is to big anyway. I might like a little cottage somewhere, a fresh start would be nice. I have been alone far to long, don't you agree? I fear I have fallen behind the times, immortality can be a gift but only if you have someone to share it with. When I accepted this gift many years ago it never entered my mind I would <em>endure</em> it alone. Well times change as do people."</strong> A blood tear enter the corner of her eye. She had not shed tears in years and as a vampire her tears were blood. She did not shed a tear now for her move she shed a tear for all the years she had spent alone. <br><br>She dabbed her eye with her napkin and smiled at Brice. "<strong>When shall we begin our adventure? I assume you will see me to your fathers lair?"</strong><br><br>She did not want to think about what would happen after they met with his father. Her mind did not stop even though she tried to quiet it. Would she see him again? Would they be friends? Would life now include him and his Lycan Clan? Life was so uncertain for her but one thing she knew without a doubt, she wanted Brice to be part of it from now on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 13:41:33</strong>
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				<em>Someone to share it with?</em> Brice was sure he'd heard her correctly. She talked of loneliness and solitude, all things he had seen in the years he'd stood watch over her by day. In the waning hours of sunlight, he would never see a caller, a special someone or anyone at all who would come and sit by her side, laugh with her, eat a meal...what meals a vamp would actually eat...or to confide in her. He had often shaken his head and howled internally at the woman's plot, unsure what he might do to ease what he thought must be an interminable situation. Had the fates allotted for him to now be in her presence for something more than just an safe escort back into the city?<br><br><strong>"We can leave as soon as you like, miss. I'm afraid you will have to travel light, though, I only have my motorbike and we'll be going rather fast through the city traffic. If there are other things you will need we have a service who will happily come and crate your personal belongings and ship them to your new location,"</strong> he told her. He reached his hand toward hers, softly squeezing the top with his long fingers as he added, <strong>"Don't worry. You're safe. I won't let anything happen to you, I promise."</strong> The cool baritone of his voice floated through the room, filling it with more than just sound. A sense of presence permeated the walls where they sat, as if Brice were somehow something more and greater than who he actually was, an effect granted to wolfenkind to assure their victims, usually, luring them to a secluded space where their bodies would be rent asunder, and their hearts eaten in the glow of the pale moonlight. The intention was different, but the method he used was the same. He needed her calm before they journeyed away from here.<br><br>His hand lingered over hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 17:00:25</strong>
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				When Brice told her that she would have to travel light she smiled. Undoubtedly he thought her like most women, trunks and trunks of stuff just to go to town. Brie smiled at him and said, "<strong>I am ready now, I don't need much. I am sure your father and <em>you</em> will provide anything I need. Let me grab a backpack and I will be ready to go."</strong> <br><br>Brie always had a backpack, with a few necessary supplies ready, just in case of trouble. When Brice put his hand on hers she felt a sensation she had not felt in years, a connection with someone, a feeling of need and desire. She was almost overwhelmed with the thoughts in her mind. His final words before she got up to get the back pack almost didn't register. She rolled them over and over in her mind as she went to get her backpack. Did he just say, "<em>I wont let anything happen to you, I promise."</em> was he making her a promise? was he feeling like she was a responsibility? Did he feel like she was <em>his</em> responsibility? Oh how she wanted to be all the sudden. She had never wanted to be more vulnerable than she did at this moment. <br><br>She came back in no time, the backpack she kept ready was always in the hall closet easy to access. The feeling of his hand on hers still the most prevalent thought in her mind. She wanted that touch again, she needed it. Maybe the first time it was just shock at touch after so long, she needed to see if the touch between them was more than that. <br><br>She walked over to him and in a sudden moment of bravery she hugged him. Slowly wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling her body close to his. She breathed in deeply filling herself with his scent, it was raw, mascline, outdoors. When their body's were touching she wondered to herself if this was entirely appropriate. She was unaccustomed to the way to show appreciation, she had seen this done to show a friend appreciation so she went with that in her mind. Her body however did not respond the same way. Her body went instantly pliant against his, she did not even notice it, it just was. <br><br>Her breath was now on his neck right next to his ear and she said softly, "<strong>Thank you Brice, thank you for making sure I am safe and for taking care of me all these years even when I did not know you were there."</strong> Her voice dropped a little and became sultry, she didn't mean for it to. His scent made her feel vulnerable. <br><br>She reluctantly released him and looked into his face with a soft smile on her lips. "<strong>I am ready if you are."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 02:48:47</strong>
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				Brice led Brie out the door, quickly scanning the front walk to make sure no one was nearby. A short jaunt down the street stood a Ferrari motorcycle (http://www.wired.com/images_blogs/autopia/images/2008/09/26/ferrari_motorcycle_01.jpg), one of the newer concepts out of Italy. Thumbing the fob in his pocket, the lights flashed, indicating the security system had been disabled, and low purr began to emanate from the engine. <br><br>Brice kicked his leg over the bike, mounting it putting the far side foot on the foot stand, cranking the throttle a slight bit to verify the engine was running as he heard the purr turn into a muffled cry from the cylinders beneath him. <strong>"I move this pretty fast, you might want to make sure you hold on tight,"</strong> he told Brie as he extended his hand to help her onto the thin framed machine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 18:15:24</strong>
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				Brie followed Brice to a thing she had never seen before. It was some form of transportation but she wasn't quite sure what it was suppose to be. Brice looked right at home on top of it and as he straddle the thing she had a rush of images in her head. Erotic images. <br><br>Brie smiled as he said, <em>"I move this pretty fast, you might want to make sure you hold on tight."</em> She had every intention of holding on tight. She threw her leg over the thing and said, "<strong>I hope I don't forget my Vampire strength and crush a few ribs. Is this thing safe?"</strong><br><br>She didn't really care if it was safe she just wanted to sound girlie. She wasn't quite sure if she pulled it off. After positioning herself behind him she scooted forward so the her chest was pressed tightly against his back. She didn't even care if he could feel her nipples pressed against him. She knew they were hard partly because it was a little chilly but more because of the images in her mind. <br><br>Brie wrapped her arms around his waist letting her hands rest just above his groin and said, "<strong>Ready."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 20:30:17</strong>
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				As her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, he felt a sudden tingling sensation run from the inside of his left thigh as he felt her fingernails ever so briefly etch across the bulge of his jeans. The thin line traced down the length of his semi-hard cock was most likely nothing she could have felt, or even have done on purpose...how could she know where his member lay in his pants, after all? It, none the less, had a powerful affect on Brice's senses.<br><br>He felt her body also, and this didn't help the overpowering urges he was beginning to have for the one he was sworn to protect. He felt her warmth, the soft outline of her breasts pressed against his lower back. The natural position for the cycle had him nearly laying flat over its upper tank, Brie's head against his back and her hands...her hands were so close...those soft, thin fingers that he watched earlier. They moved so gracefully and seemed to take on a life of their own, even now.&nbsp; No, he was sure he was imagining everything. <br><br>Working to gather himself and to control the urges that coursed through his body, Brice kicked the clutch and pressed the start button on the bike, revving it lightly before putting it into gear. As the first jerk of the transmission pulled them back slightly, he felt Brie's hand tighten on his waist and he smiled at the tug on his gut. <em>If only those hands were a few inches lower</em> he thought, his animal instincts already kicked into high gear from where he thought she had intended to touch him only a moment before. He could fill himself swelling, and the vibrations of the bike were not helping to deter this development. The higher pitched noise of the Italian made engine whined into the night as Brice drove them through the streets toward the freeway into the city.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 20:58:11</strong>
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				As Brice was getting ready to take off Brie tightened her grip on his waist and she could feel his hard body tense slightly. Images of how hard his body was underneath his clothing floated in her mind. She was impressed with how well he handled the machine that they were zipping through the streets on. It was fast and he was dead accurate with how he whipped about the town heading for the freeway into the city. <br><br>As they entered the freeway Brie was terrified for a brief second, she had not been on a freeway like this ever. She thought it was amazing how he knew just what to do and how to manipulate the contraption they were on in and out of traffic. <br><br>Brie closed her eyes and got lost in the feel of his body next to hers. The way the vibrations of the bike vibrated between her legs and she imagined for a moment it was him between her legs. He was between her legs in one sense of the word but not the way she really wanted him. She could feel her breathing increase as the thoughts of the two of them naked flooded her mind. She hoped that he would think it was only the excitement of the ride that had her breathing harder. <br><br>Without thinking she let her hands drift down just a little bit. Her arms were around his waist and her hands, when she unlaced her fingers, laid right on top of a <em>bulge</em> in his pants. She rubbed the bulge slightly before she realized what she was doing then she lifted her head and opened her eyes slightly and thought, '<em>that is a bulge in his pants isn't it?</em> She smiled to herself and laced her fingers again laying her head back onto his back. She was pleased that he had a hard on. Brie thought that just maybe he was having some of the same thoughts she was having. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 23:44:38</strong>
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				As he had done a hundred times at night, Brice was whipping in and out of traffic, the only difference now was the new weight at the back of his bike and the warm body pressed delightedly into his. He couldn't help the sensations that were beginning to maddeningly drive him toward an unpardonable act, should he decide to throw his caution to the wind and embrace this woman whom he was sworn to protect.<br><br>As a brief and gliding movement was made through a minor clog in the stream of cars, he felt her hands unwind from his waist, her fingers slowly caressing his hardening cock, making it thicken and swell with the excitement of the touch. His breath caught in his throat before he began to pant like...well, a wolf in heat. His heart rate quickened at the electrifying touch, and he knew the vampire he was taking to see is father would be able to tell his excitement with that slight increase to the palpitations of his heart. As her fingers drifted away his mind was flooded with a mixture of both relief and tormented desire for it to continue.<br><br>Brazenly, he decided to forego the customs of his clan to never mate with vampires, or to mix the bloodlines in any way, as he reached down and took her hand and softly guided it back to where she had caressed him just before. Placing it firmly around his hardened prick, he squeezed her fingers slightly, giving her direction as well as letting her know he was fine with what had just occurred. <em>Please read minds,</em> he thought, <em>don't ever take your hand away from there again...unless its to replace it with something sweeter.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 20:53:17</strong>
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				Brie felt Brice grip her hand and put it back on his cock. She smiled and then out of know where she heard his voice in her mind saying, "<em>Don't ever take your hand away from there again...unless its to replace it with something sweeter."</em> She smiled and began to use her fingers to stroke up and down his shaft softly but with intent. She did not know that Lycans could speak telepathically so she thought she would give it a try. She focused her mind on his and spoke to him, <strong>"Brice if I leave my hand here in front of your father he might have something to say about that."</strong> She knew he could hear the smile in her voice and the sultry way her mind caressed his name. Her words might have been few but they were wrought with implications. <br><br>She wondered if they had to go straight to the Lycan King, maybe that could take a side trip to her cabin in the country. Her hideaway. She mentally gave him directions to her forrest hideaway. Her cabin was maintained by a couple of humans who she allowed to live on her land for free their only obligation to her was that they take care of her cabin and keep it filled with necessities. <br><br>As Brie thought about the cabin she showed him the images in her mind, the two of them naked, doing......so many things that she was panting. She was embarrassed by her lustful need for him but she was tired of feeling nothing she was ready to feel everything again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 01:27:44</strong>
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				Brice was surprised. Not only the words that suddenly came to him, but by the images that floated in the background of his vision. He took the exit indicated in those images and went down another highway, driving fast, in and out of traffic, not yet responding to what Brie had said...to him? Into him? He had heard that some vampires could communicate thoughts, visions, and even dreams, but this direct of a communication was something new and...powerful.<br><br>As the bike slowed at a crossroads, he whispered in the back of his mind, <em>I don't know exactly what's happening, but you obviously can read my mind.</em> As the bike came to a stop, the hand that wasn't busy with the brake slid from the its handle and over her thigh. He didn't grip or dig his fingers into her leg, but his touch was not soft either. His hand lay heavy over the tight fitted pants she wore as it moved from her knee to her hip. The feeling of surprise was wearing off as he took the left up into the forested hills, and Brice removed his hand from her leg as soon as he took off...but the feeling of her body on his hand lingered even as he curled his fingers round the handlebar.<br><br>His own images, variations on the same theme of what she had sent to him began to flood his mind, and he directed them toward her. Images of them both naked, in various places about a rustic looking cabin, him panting and sweaty, her cool and yet passionate in her own embrace. As he kicked the throttle higher and sped toward her cabin he thought/spoke <em>I want you...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 21:12:04</strong>
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				As Brie saw Brice take the road toward her cabin she smiled. She felt, for the first time in a longtime, a rush of excitement tingle down her spine. She heard his words in her mind, and his hand on her thigh. He had a firm touch, a touch that made her want, no, <em>need</em> more. As her body was humming from his touch his words and images flooded her mind, she shivered in anticipation. <br><br>Brie began to speak to him, in his mind. She was afraid to distract him to much with the images she had. She said, "<em>Brice, I want, no the correct word is, NEED, you. I have been alone far to long. You have awoken something inside of me that I feel......only you can control."</em><br><br>Brie began to mentally stroke his body with her fingertips. Her hands never moved from his cock, where he had put them. She used her mind to let him feel her mouth on his chest, his stomach and then his cock. She caressed his shoulders and back, letting her fingertips trail down to his ass and then his thighs. <br><br>Brie had learned from Jackson years before that the build up, the mental foreplay, was exciting and fulfilling. She had not used this gift in so long, it was something that came so natural to her that she wasn't considering what affect it would have on a Lycan. She was living in this moment. Only thinking about how good his body, his back, felt pressed to her chest. About how wonderful it was that he wanted her. Brie was completely lost in the lust and desire of the moment. Feeling for the first time in years. It was almost overwhelming.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 02:58:52</strong>
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				Her words pulsated through his brain like waves from a subwoofer pounding during a concert would push the sound through your body, not just your ears. He felt fingers dance over his body, Brie's fingers on his back, even as he felt her mouth over his chest, his belly, kissing and caressing his skin gently before taking him into her...was it her mouth? Yes, he was sure he felt the warm sensation of her smooth tongue caress the underside of his prick as it began to throb and pulsate under her real hand.<br><br><em>How the hell is she doing that?</em> he wondered to himself before remembering that she could hear his every thought. He blushed, recognizing that he would never be able to keep anything from this woman...this vampire whom he'd been guarding for so long. He could already feel himself fighting back his more animalistic urges to throw her down and tear through the clothes she was wearing to ravage her body. Even as he was fighting them, he couldn't help but picture in his mind what she would feel and taste like, pinned under his weight as his tongue lapped roughly against her skin and suckled at her breasts. He could envision what he hoped her blossomed lips would look like as his tongue stroked from their base to their apex, where he was hopeful to find a swollen and distended clit to drive her mad with.<br><br>He could feel the briefest amount of pre-semenal fluid wetting his boxers, causing him to shift a bit as she held firm to his erection. As he pulled into a narrow drive, he took the course as swiftly as he could to the front door, where he kicked the stand down and killed the engine in a matter of seconds. Turning slightly, he shifted his leg, throwing it over the front of the bike and took Brie's face into his hands. Holding her firmly, his face just inches from her's, he took in her beauty and her want for him. He read the lust in her eyes before his lips met her's in a passionate and wanton embrace. One hand dropped from her face, squeezing and kneading over her body, feeling her firmly before coming to rest on her firm ass, where he used his hand to pull her up and off the bike, cradling her in his arm as he lifted up and began walking to the front door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 13:01:12</strong>
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				As they drove along Brice was in wonderment at how she was able to use her mind to make him <em>feel</em> her body. She smiled in amusement at his thoughts. The images in his head made her breathing increase and she knew if her heart still beat it would be racing right now. It was torture as sure as what her mental <em>feeling</em> of his body had been. <br><br>His movements were precise, direct and Brie loved his confidence. Before she realized it, the bike was off and he was holding her face in his hands. She looked deep into his eyes and saw the beast that was roaring to get out. Her own eyes were glazed over with lust and desire. She didn't care if he saw how needy she was, she didn't care that he knew how much she wanted him. All Brie could think about was how his body, his lips would feel on hers. <br><br>As his lips met hers the passion that had built erupted between them. This kiss was explosive. Her mouth opened slightly to take in his bottom lip as they kissed. She slowly slipped her tongue into his mouth exploring his taste. <br><br>Brice's hands roamed over her body, touching, feeling, squeezing and finally lifting her up and into his arms. She moaned into the kiss that they shared, moaned at his strength, his control, his confidence. Brice was everything Brie wanted and more. <br><br>Brie wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her into the cabin. She used her fingertips to explore his massive shoulders and his neck, running her fingers through his hair. Her breathing was a mere pant as she imagined what they would do once inside. Brice had no idea what she was capable of as a vampire, and she had no idea what he was capable of as a Lycan. She was eager to find out. <br><br>They entered the cabin and Brie lifted her lips from his long enough to whisper,"<strong> The bedroom is last door on the left. Please Brice I need you. I want you so much. My body is on fire, Please."</strong> <br><br>Brie could not speak another word, the urge to taste his neck over came her. She licked his neck softly at first and then her fangs elongated and she scraped them along his neck. She did not pierce his skin but oh how she wanted to. When a vampire was in the throes of passion biting one another was a very erotic and pleasureable thing. She stopped herself from biting him but it did not change the fact that the urge was there. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 21:58:18</strong>
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				His body turned in the direction she indicated, moving them toward the bedroom and pushing the door open with the thick toe of his boot when he felt the sharp points of her fangs scrape against the flesh of his neck. He could feel her body writhe in its need for two different fires to be quenched. The bed sat in the middle of the room, the headboard pressed against the far wall. In a few short steps, Brice was laying atop Brie, his hand moving up and circling around her throat with just enough pressure to let her know it was there as he pulled away. <strong>"Biting me would be dangerous for you. I would recommend not doing it."</strong> <br><br>The specific meaning was left for her to gather, but Brice had always been warned against the intermixing of their species from his father and other wizened older Alphas from various packs. Stories of grotesque hybrids arising, of Lycans left deformed after a liaison with their charges filled his memory from childhood on. While the Lycans and Vampires shared a common heritage, the divergence of their bloodlines had left them unable to merge together again and necessitated extreme precaution should an elicit affair be consummated. And consummation was precisely the thing on Brice's mind.<br><br>His fingers slid from her throat to the top of her shirt as a single claw inched out from the tip of his index finger. The razor sharp appendage caught the fabric of her shirt. Before he could even think to ask if she might have another shirt in her cabin, the front was sliced open, baring her entire torso to his hungry eyes and lips. Their kiss broke, only so his mouth could ravage her body. He began with her neck, nuzzling it first and then nibbling more firmly against the tightened muscles beneath her skin before kissing down the line to her shoulder and across her clavicle. As his lips brushed the initial swell of her breasts his head lifted and a hungry snarl broke through the the look of passion on his face as his head fell to bite and kiss and lick the rounded flesh of her breasts. His fingers, claws now withdrawn, dug into her skin, feeling for the sensitive areas of her flesh that would raise her need for him.<br><br>As he found the peaked nipple atop one breast, his teeth nipped at it before his lips locked firmly around the stiff nub and suckled strong in a manner not unlike the way he'd nursed at his own mother's teat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 11:35:05</strong>
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				Brie knew how dangerous it was for a Vampire and Lycan to mate. She knew how dangerous it would be to bite him, but she could not help her instinct. His hand on her throat made the fire in her belly grow stronger. His weight on top of her only made her hips push against his. <br><br>The instant Brice freed her breast from the confines of her shirt she sighed in relief. While the material was light in nature it had become bothersome against her sensitive flesh. The cool air washed over her exposed flesh and she shivered in delight. His warm mouth, tongue, began exploring her flesh and she was helpless to stop him, she did not want to stop him. Brie wanted more, she needed more. His mouth was designed to give pleasure this she was certain of. In this moment she felt it, she felt the beginning of one of those perfect moments that people share. A moment that makes time stand still, where everything happening beyond this was no more. Time slowed down and as she felt each movement of his body, each kiss, each suckle, Brie could see future, past and present so clearly. <br><br>Brie buried her hands in his thick hair and arched her back giving him full access to anything he desired. She was not a woman to wait on things she wanted or needed so as he made her feel the&nbsp; flames of passion licking and sucking at her body she needed to feel his skin. She elongated her fingernails and lightly, but with enough pressure to accomplish her task, tore off his shirt, shredded it actually off of his very back. She removed the shredded cloth and let her hands explore his muscular back. The back she had leaned and rubbed against on the way to this cabin. The back she had made love to in her mind on the back of that bike. Brie loved this back. She retracted her nails and then used her hands to roam up and down his back, her shortened nails leaving red marks along his back. She was pulling him against her while pressing her fingertips into him. She could feel every muscle as it flex with his each movement. <br><br>Suddenly and without warning Brie could feel and orgasm building, she felt the fire inside begin to move through her body like a swarm of butterflies flitting around inside of her. She grasp Brice's face and said, "<strong>Brice....Oh God.....Please. I...Am...so.....close. I.......NEED......"</strong> Brie had lost rational thought at that moment and she began tearing at the remainder of her clothing and his. She needed to feel his naked skin against her burning skin. She needed to be free of her constricting clothing before she burned up from the inside out. She could feel his cock against her but it was inside his pants, <em>to many clothes....to many clothes between them,</em> that was all she could think. <br><br>In a ragged scream she said, "<strong>PLEASE!!!!!!!!</strong>" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 01:29:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching down, Brice's claws extended once again, tearing through the leather of his belt and ripping away the button and zipper of his denim jeans. His other hand slid down her leg, the rigid spurs slicing smoothly through the fabric of her slacks on both legs. His cock sprung free, fully engorged and primed by their extended foreplay of the mind that had waged its war on his senses for nearly an hour. Tossing her clothes aside, his own raptor like appendages retracted while his hands moved to her wrists, where he grabbed and held her, feeling the searing heat of her body rage against him. He laid his body prone to her's, his swollen and thick prick pressed like a hard stick against her thighs as his knees moved between her's and worked as a wedge to spread her legs apart. <br><br>As she responded to his maneuvering, his hips buckled slightly, pressing forward with the head of his cock as her labia splayed beneath him and then he stilled his body. His lips hovered over hers, as he whispered huskily, <strong>"Ask me again...I want to hear you beg for me."</strong> And there he held himself, the mere tip of his throbbing cock teasing her entrance and wetting itself on her own neediness as he stayed in waiting on her desires.<br><br>The beast in him wished to take, to ravage, to own and to conquer. His human dominance held sway, waiting instead for her willing submission to their mutual desire. His eyes were alit with the same embers that burned every time the change overtook his human form. The same overwhelming need to feed burned in his loins with a different desire. As if he had caught the scent of one his clan's bitches while in heat, he knew the aroma that now wafted through his senses was that of the vampire he was about to impale with his own stiff erection. His heartbeat was rapid, his breathing matching its rhythm as he began to pant like his were-nature dictated. He knew that as soon as he entered her, their coupling would only increase his length and girth, and that it would take his completion to calm him, and several moments more before he could withdraw fully. Some aspects of the lycan nature bled over to his human form, especially those aspects that were shared with their canine cousins.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 16:00:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Brie was freed from the confines of her clothes she sighed in relief. The fabric had become heavy against her heated and sensitive skin. Brice pushed her legs apart and the instant she could feel his cock against her thighs she opened herself up to him. Her nails raked down his back and across his shoulders, her body was on fire and she wanted him to soothe the fire he had stoke inside of her. <br><br>His voice licked at her body, caressing it, his words husky and sensual. "<em>Ask me again...I want to hear you beg for me."</em> Her breath caught in her throat and she held her breath for an instant, trying to prolong the inevitable. His cock sat right on her entrance and try as she might he would have to push inside of her. She tried to buck her hips upward but his body hovered over hers like a steel ball over a building about to be demolished. His body felt like velvet steel and she wanted it, she wanted him. Brie finally said while looking in his eyes, "<strong>Brice....Please....I....need....want......you."</strong><br>Her tone was needy, hungry, lustful, passionate, her body was full of desire and her mind full of images she began to feed him, mind to mind. Images like her bucking uncontrollably underneath him, images like her mouth on his hot hard cock, images like the two of them locked in&nbsp; animistic pleasures. She knew he would knot inside of her if he came inside of her, locking his cock deep inside of her, she looked forward to it because it would give her the opportunity to milk him dry. The thought of that made her pussy weep even more. <br><br>Brie looked in his eyes and waited to see how the images she had fed him mentally would affect him. The fire could be seen in Brie's eyes, anytime her vampiric nature was engaged her eyes looked like flames danced behind them, at least that is what she had been told. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Vampire and Her Guardian (Boru &amp; Xandi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 06:11:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The stunted, almost breathless reply to his demand was all Brice needed before the urge overcame him. With a steady and smooth movement, his cock breached the entrance of Brie's vaginal opening, piercing her as her slick fluids drenched Brice's partially human, but mostly lycan cock. The mating rituals of his kind had developed a sort of half-formed transition in the males of his species. All the parts remained the same as on any human, but their sensitivity, size and performance were enhanced to match that of a changed lycan. <br><br>With the patience bred through his human lineage, Brice's inward thrust glided smoothly through Brie's silken walls, filling and parting her wide until he was buried deeply inside of her. There he sat still, taking in the warmth of her pussy, the wetness and scent of her sex. Feeling the muscles of her inner walls undulate across the hardened mass of his prick, he watched her take him and suck in her breath with great need. He watched her chest rise and fall several times, and then his his hips moved back before bucking forward and beginning the heated rhythm that would fill her with his seed and bring them both to fulfillment together. <br><br>He heard the sloshing sound of his cock sluicing through her juices as he felt her lips grab hold of his shaft, his cock head swelling and filling her completely so that the bundle of nerves were completely stimulated in his cock. This stimulation only served to drive him harder and faster, his hands pawing at her breasts, his lips hovering over hers as he panted his desire above her face. His eyes locked onto her, intense and driven toward a singular end as the images she had flooded his mind with played out in slow replay while he fulfilled her every desire to the best of his ability.
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