1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen & Ciosa)
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				Title: <strong>1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 05:17:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>1897 Arkham Court</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/34/Spectacular-colonial-home-in-boonton-new-jersey.jpg)</div><hr>Despite having quite possibly the strangest home-owner's association covenant in the history of the suburbs, Arkham Court had proven to be a relatively welcoming community.&nbsp; It had been odd at first – neighbors showing up with gifts of potpourri and baskets of bath oils and bubble bath beads.&nbsp; Others had brought stately wine glasses and a Blu-Ray copy of the 1992 version of Bram Stoker's Dracula.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail had actually met Dracula once.&nbsp; It had been brief – he threw a lovely dinner party.&nbsp; His wives were painfully boring.&nbsp; He was shorter than she'd expected.&nbsp; He'd insisted that she call him Vlad, and squeezed her knee under the table while he leered.&nbsp; <br><br>There'd been precious few vampires in the welcome wagon– an old friend, Kenneth, who'd introduced her to Arkham Court.&nbsp; He still looked every bit the dashing World War II flyboy she remembered from meeting him in the ninety forties – his all-american charm all the more amusing after she'd met his “boyfriend-lover-roommate-something-I don't know <em>God</em> why do you ask these kind of questions!” housemate, Esteban.&nbsp; Kenneth and Esteban lived only a few doors down, invited her to her first house party, and disappeared quickly into a closet in the midst of the housewarming.&nbsp; The only other vampire had been Natalie, a waifish woman who looked to be in her teens, and tensed at loud noises and physical proximity.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div>But neither of the guests had been quite so distracting as Jordan – a ferally self-confident young man, barely a month into his majority.&nbsp; She'd felt his eyes on her all night, watching her every move, smiling occasionally and only speaking to apologize for his father's absence.&nbsp; “Business.&nbsp; Always business,” he'd sighed.&nbsp; He made her feel like another man – one who'd enjoyed stalking her every movement, one who'd watched her so possessively.&nbsp; His blue eyes had followed her from room to room, and at the end of the night, he'd taken her hand and kissed it, those blue eyes locking with hers.&nbsp; The kiss had been just the gentle brush of lips, but he'd <em>sniffed</em> her hand before loosing it.<br><br>She'd felt him since then, too.&nbsp; At night, when she changed for bed, or in the early dusk, when she'd sat at her computer writing.&nbsp; She'd felt a gaze through the window, had been drawn to stare out it, only to see shadows slipping through the darkness.&nbsp; Other times she'd seen nothing at all, but the ice in those eyes had slipped into her veins.<br><br>It had been a month since she'd moved in – little delicacies like bags of blood being delivered at dusk by the Court's 'milkman' had begun to be routine.&nbsp; Blood was terrible, cold.&nbsp; Microwaving it seemed to kill off every delicious thing about it.&nbsp; Her house had been made liveable; she'd begun to get back to work.&nbsp; She'd thought for certain that Julien would have come to claim her by now – but she'd either slipped his net, or the Court's promise of protection and sanctuary had been genuine.<br><br>She was in the middle of another painstaking series of e-mails with her editor when she heard a noise outside the window.&nbsp; She could have sworn she'd felt the eyes on her, and had just begun to imagine it a trick of her imagination.&nbsp; There was the snap of a stick, followed by a mumbled curse, and she saw fingers disappearing from the sill of the window.&nbsp; One had worn a dark, pewter iron ring with a moonstone that she remembered clearly.&nbsp; Jordan had worn it, when he kissed her hand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 17:01:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>"Oh enough already!"&nbsp; Abby grouched more to herself than to anyone.&nbsp; Turning the computer off, she quietly slipped into the shadows of the room.&nbsp; Her eyes scanned the darkness outside, searching for anything out of the ordinary.&nbsp; <br><br>She had grown so weary of constantly having to look over her shoulder, the constant need to be on guard for the slightest whisper.&nbsp; She had moved here to get away from all of that, to finally put the past behind her and move on with her life.&nbsp; And yet, she found herself once again hiding in the shadows, searching for some sort of predator.&nbsp; She had grown so accustomed to the constant fear of being found that this seemed almost ordinary to her, and she laughed to herself realizing just how sad that was.&nbsp; When had her life become what it was?&nbsp; How long had she lived like a frightened mouse waiting to be caught by the bird of prey?&nbsp; <br><br>No.&nbsp; No longer.&nbsp; She would not hide from the darkness any longer.&nbsp; She was going to take back her life and she would start now.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Spotting a slight bit of movement, Abby closed her eyes and tuned into the area, using her extraordinary vampire speed and stealth sneaked up on him.&nbsp; In a blur of movement, she had her hand around Jordan's throat, holding him up against a tree.&nbsp; <br><br>"Why are you stalking me?"&nbsp; She hissed at him threateningly, showing him her elongated incisors, wanting him to know that she meant business.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 19:16:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div>As she blurred around the corner, he gave a gasp, his eyes not able to track her movement.&nbsp; &nbsp;He'd barely managed to get the hand that had been buried inside his denim free by the time she hoisted him into the air.&nbsp; She could smell sweat and arousal clinging to him like an aftershave, and even as a leanly muscular young man he was still just a featherpillow to her.&nbsp; He grunted as his back slammed against the bark.<br><br>She was used to the sharpened senses of her kind - the ability to hear his heart hammer in his chest, the way his eyes dilated, the sound of breath in his lungs.&nbsp; The mere fact that he'd been able to shadow her for so long was a testament to just how quiet he was - or how distracted her mind had been.&nbsp; Now those blue eyes were on her, but he didn't swim in pheromones of fear and terror.&nbsp; When she bared her fangs, his eyes widened, and he licked his lips.&nbsp; She could smell... only more arousal, as she held him and pinned him to the tree.&nbsp; <br><br>He reached a slender hand, and his forefinger touched her extended incisor, admiring it.<br><br>"Y-y-you're b-b-beautiful," he said.&nbsp; He'd spoken confidently at the party, although he'd barely spoken at all&nbsp; - but the stammer sounded too staccato to be pure nervousness, and he didn't smell afraid of her.&nbsp; "I... just w-w-wanted to s-s-see you."&nbsp; She could still feel his pulse rushing beneath her thumb, hear his heart racing.&nbsp; It had been more than a month since she'd tasted <em>fresh</em> blood, and she knew just how potent blood racing with adrenaline and hormones tasted.&nbsp; He let his hand drop from the brief touch.<br><br>"I'm not s-s-sorry," he added.&nbsp; "K-k-kill me if you w-w-want, but I'm not s-s-sorry."<br><br>There was something like... <em>worship</em> in his eyes.
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 19:51:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby's mouth very nearly watered with the desire to taste fresh blood.&nbsp; Her eyes focusing on the pulse point at his throat for longer than she would have cared to.&nbsp; It would be so easy...to just lean forward and sink her teeth into the soft flesh of his neck and drink her fill.&nbsp; <br><br>Her head started to move forward, unable to resist the urge to feed, but it was his finger touching her incisor that brought her sharply back to reality.&nbsp; <br><br>She shook her head and stared at him, gathering her wits about her once more.&nbsp; Keen eyes took in every detail, her nose telling her as much or more than her eyes did about what he had been doing before she caught him.&nbsp; <br><br>With a look of disgust she let him go, his body dropping to the ground heavily.&nbsp; "Are you kidding me?"&nbsp; Abby snarled, almost unable to believe this was really happening to her.&nbsp; "You've been spying on me so you can get your jollies off?"&nbsp; <br><br>Abby didn't know whether to laugh at the ludicrousness of the situation, or kill him for causing her worry.&nbsp; Though she'd imagine killing one of the residents wouldn't win her many friends, and as much as she hated to admit it, she could use a few of those right now.&nbsp; <br><br>With a growl of frustration Abby reached out and grabbed Jordan by his ear and started to drag him toward the street.&nbsp; <br><br>"Where do you live?"&nbsp; The vimpiress barked, dragging him along with her as she walked, intending on taking him home and having a word with his father.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 20:05:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div>He grunted when he dropped to the ground, letting out a breath, and looked up, shame filling his cheeks as she castigated him.&nbsp; His ears turned pink, and he blushed ever deeper when she mentioned his jollies.&nbsp; "I'm... I'm s-s-sorry," he apologized, his eyes downcast.&nbsp; <br><br>The covenant frowned heavily on the killing of residents - even the killing of non-residents inside of the Court itself.&nbsp; Discretion was an important part of neighborliness, it seemed - and even so much as attacking a resident was grounds for expulsion.&nbsp; They seemed to be sticklers about it.<br><br>"Ow-ow," he groaned, as he forced himself to his feet, his head turning into her hand.&nbsp; His heart jumped as she began to pull him towards the street.&nbsp; "I - no - d-don't do that," he pleaded.&nbsp; "You can have my ph-phone, I didn't upload anything," he swore.&nbsp; He tried to pull it free from his pocket, then gasped as she yanked.&nbsp; <br><br>"P-p-please don't do this," he pleaded again, his eyes beseeching her, stumbling as he walked.&nbsp; "I don't... I w-w-want to be one of you.&nbsp; Not a w-w-were," he begged, then gasped at a sharper yank as she pulled him.&nbsp; He managed to get the phone free, pulling it out and offering it to her.<br><br>"Please," he said again, glancing at one of the houses, genuine fear flooding her nostrils.&nbsp; He hadn't been afraid of her - only fascinated - but he was genuinely afraid of going home.&nbsp; "It's j-j--"&nbsp; He broke off, features tightening for a moment, and she could hear his heartbeat slow for a moment, calming.&nbsp; "It's just a few pictures," he said, his words clearer.&nbsp; "And I haven't saved them to my computer."
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 20:28:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby reached for the phone with her free hand, her thumb quickly pressing buttons in order to delete the pics.&nbsp; It wasn't that it truly bothered her that he'd taken the pics, he was just a kid and it was understandable to a degree.....what she didn't want was for those pics to get out somewhere.&nbsp; Just the thought of Julien finding out her whereabouts sent a shiver of fear down her spine.&nbsp; <br><br>Once she'd deleted all of the pictures, she handed the phone back to him, the look on her face one of stern warning.&nbsp; "No more pictures."&nbsp; She murmured to him, turning around to stare at the house she'd seen him glance at, sensing his apprehension when he did.&nbsp; <br><br>Deciding that must be the place, she tightened her grip on his ear and dragged him along with her to the front door, her bare feet silent as she strode across the porch.&nbsp; Reaching out a finger, she pressed the doorbell button a couple of times, waiting none too patiently for someone to answer.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 21:29:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div>The pictures were almost painful to delete - and certainly not what was expected from a horny teenage boy.&nbsp; They were fantastic - a brilliant eye for color, framing, saturation, lighting.&nbsp; They weren't pornographic - they were instead highly artistic, often capturing her with a subtle, unconscious motion that seemed to make the entire image exude emotion.&nbsp; He'd captured her with uncomfortable intimacy - there were signs of her hunger, her loneliness, her isolation.&nbsp; He looked abashed as she looked them over, embarrassed all the same.<br><br>"No more pictures," he repeated, his voice soft.&nbsp; His dark locks fell over his eyes, and he kept them downcast to avoid meeting hers.&nbsp; "I am sorry.&nbsp; You're... just so beautiful."<br><br>The doorbell rang as she pushed, and the ringing of the bell was answered by the barking of dogs, the scramble of paws over hardwood floors.&nbsp; There must have been a small pack within, all of them barking and yipping at the unknown visitor, and Jordan winced.&nbsp; She could see silhouettes through the glass, and heard a brusque, deep voice boom.&nbsp; "QUUUUUUUUUUIET!"&nbsp; The dogs stopped barking in unison, and then the voice continued.&nbsp; "Back.&nbsp; Back,&nbsp; Back.&nbsp; Get out of the way, Morrison."&nbsp; There was the smack of a hand, not a true strike, just a physical encouragement.&nbsp; <br><br><div align="center">(http://i45.tinypic.com/jfybfo.png)</div><br>The door cracked open, and a topless man stood, a pair of blue jeans looking like they'd only just been slid on.&nbsp; His body and hair still dripped with water, and he regarded her for a moment, studying his ear-grasped son for a moment.<br><br>"Christ.&nbsp; What'd he do now?"<br><br>His voice was almost a growl.
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 21:48:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby blinked and regarded the man for several long moments, not exactly sure what she had been expecting, but knowing what stood before her wasn't it.&nbsp; He was a very handsome man, and seemed to be very 'normal'.&nbsp; Well as normal as one could be in that community.&nbsp; <br><br>Realizing that she was standing there staring at the man like an idiot, she glanced toward Jordan and quickly let go of his ear.&nbsp; She had been ready to give Jordan's father a big piece of her mind, but it seemed that the man already knew that his son might be up to no good.&nbsp; <br><br>It put her in a very awkward position.&nbsp; She had dragged the young man back to his house by his ear, ready to unleash her temper, only to find that when the time came, she wasn't sure she wanted to anymore.&nbsp; <br><br>"Uhm....hi there."&nbsp; She murmured awkwardly, holding out her hand to introduce herself.&nbsp; "Abigail Cunningham...nice to meet you."&nbsp; Abby stammered, glancing back and forth between the two males.&nbsp; "You ah....you might want to keep 'puppy' here on a tighter leash...."&nbsp; she said gesturing toward Jordan and glancing back at his father.&nbsp; "It seems you have an amateur photographer on your hands here.&nbsp; A....rather good one as it happens...." Abby said glancing at Jordan and offering him a small smile of truce.&nbsp; "But it might do him good to make sure his subject is both aware and willing to be photographed. My privacy is very important to me, and I can't have pictures floating around."&nbsp; <br><br>She offered the father a small smile, keeping the rest of what happened to herself.&nbsp; There was no need to embarrass the young man any further.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 22:55:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div>Jordan gave a gasp of relief as his ear was released,&nbsp; From behind his father, a half dozen dogs peered out at them both, looking friendly, tails wagging.&nbsp; One tried to brush by his thigh, but he leaned against a door and blocked it with his leg.<br><br>"Cobain, back."&nbsp; He gave a sharp whistle, and the dog gruffed and pulled his head back.&nbsp; <br><br>He took her hand and shook it - he had a powerful grip, and his hand encircled hers.&nbsp; "Jason Royce.&nbsp; Nice to meet you."&nbsp; He gave a glare over at Jared at the 'leash' comment, his eyes only darkening when 'photography' was mentioned.&nbsp; "We.&nbsp; Talked.&nbsp; About.&nbsp; This," he growled at him.&nbsp; He didn't seem to concern himself that his son was any good at it.&nbsp; Jordan hung his head, giving a small, grateful smile to Abigail.&nbsp; When she added that she hadn't been aware of the photography session, Jason grabbed his sleeve and yanked him inward, catching him as he stumbled.&nbsp; "Inside," he growled, just like he was speaking to one of the dogs.&nbsp; Even the dogs took a half step back, at the tone, uncertain who was in trouble.<br><br>He gave a small, wry smile back.&nbsp; "I'm sorry.&nbsp; He won't trouble you again.&nbsp; Can I offer you a drink?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 02:16:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby watched the goings on between the father and the son, her brow furrowing slightly with concern.&nbsp; Jordan was acting like a whipped pup, making his way into the house with his proverbial tale tucked between his legs.&nbsp; Surely Jason didn't abuse the boy?&nbsp; <br><br>"I...um....."&nbsp; Abby started to say, glancing past Jason to watch Jordan retreat and wondering what might go on at that house after she took her leave.&nbsp; "Oh, no thank you."&nbsp; She replied with a halfhearted smile, shaking her head at the offer.&nbsp; "I don't drink......alcohol....."&nbsp; <br><br>Another worried glance behind the large man in the doorway, the vampire suddenly feeling guilty for dragging Jordan home by his ear.&nbsp; "Listen, about that.&nbsp; I don't think he meant any real harm.&nbsp; He's a kid.&nbsp; He's curious."&nbsp; She found herself saying before she could stop the words, suddenly feeling the need to stick up for him.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 03:42:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div>Jason shifted slightly, as Jordan moved past him, obscuring the view as he went within.&nbsp; The teenager hopped up the stairs, and Jason gave a long suffering sigh.&nbsp; <br><br>He gave a small shake of his head.&nbsp; "Live forever and no booze," he shook his head.&nbsp; "That sounds like eternal punishment."&nbsp; He gave a rugged smile, showing plenty of teeth, and considered.&nbsp; "We could go hunt something," he offered.&nbsp; "Deer do anything for you?&nbsp; Or gotta be... upright?"&nbsp; He thumbed over his shoulder, towards the woods that surrounded the Court.&nbsp; "Hop the fence and your in real forest."<br><br>He shrugged his shoulders.&nbsp; "Doesn't matter what he meant by it.&nbsp; Point is he did it.&nbsp; He's gonna get himself killed, he keeps poking into other people's business."&nbsp; He rolled his eyes.&nbsp; "Least he's got good taste."&nbsp; He leaned a little further back on the doorway, pressing his spine against it.&nbsp; "C'mon.&nbsp; You can at least warm your hands around a cup of coffee."<br><br>A half dozen dogs regarded her curiously from the entryway he was offering.
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 04:46:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby raised her eyebrow at Jason in response to his comment about Jordan having good taste.&nbsp; If she had been human she might have actually blushed, but as it was, her soft pale complexion stayed the same.&nbsp; She regarded him for a moment, her dark brown eyes studying him intently, as if trying to read his intentions.&nbsp; He was a wolf after all, not entirely trustworthy as far as she was concerned.&nbsp; <br><br>She was about to refuse him once more, but she couldn't really in good conscious.&nbsp; After all, she had brought his son to the front door by his ear....sharing a cup of coffee was the neighborly thing to do.&nbsp; <br><br>"A cup of coffee sounds nice."&nbsp; She said finally, glancing at the the dogs surrounding him and smiling at them.&nbsp; "Hey guys."&nbsp; Abby chirped happily to them and prepared to step inside of the house.&nbsp; She paused momentarily, glancing down at her bare feet and then back up to Jason.&nbsp; "Erm...hope you don't mind.....?"&nbsp; She asked, wriggling her bare toes at him before entering the house.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 05:27:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div>He&nbsp; just gave her a cocky grin as she raised an eyebrow.&nbsp; It was utterly, masculinely self confident - not the cheeky bravado so many men practiced and feel short of; instead it was pure certainty of his own masculinity and prowess.&nbsp; He gave her a certain lupine glance, as she deliberated, something that bordered on a hungry, feral wolf.<br><br>He nodded and chuckled, then blinked in surprise as she chirped at the dogs.&nbsp; The wriggling of bare toes&nbsp; - or just the sound she made - seemed to serve as an invitation, and suddenly a half dozen dogs barreled at her, out the door, jumping up until she disappeared beneath a mass of canine, only to be assaulted by sniffs and licks and the thwack of a wagging tail.<br><br>"No!&nbsp; Bad!"&nbsp; He didn't have the same tone of command he did before, trying to hold back a laugh.&nbsp; "Morrison, Cobain, Hendrix!&nbsp; Back!&nbsp; BACK!" he shouted, then reached down from amidst the literal doggie pile to wrap <em>very</em> strong arms around her.&nbsp; He laughed and shook his head.&nbsp; "Sorry," he apologized.&nbsp; "They're very friendly.&nbsp; One of the dogs, a golden, leapt up to lick her cheek once more, and then he carried her across the threshold into his home.<br><br>"Get lost," he ordered them, and the dogs gave a snuffle of disappointment, starting to move through the house, away from the entrance.
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 05:38:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby let out a squeal of surprise as she suddenly found herself on the ground amid a sea of fur and licking tongues.&nbsp; The squeal soon turned to fits of giggles as she tried her best to give each one of the dogs a bit of attention, using her fingers to ruffle fur and scratch ears.&nbsp; Her laugh got louder as she heard Jason yelling at them, and watching as they systematically ignored him in lieu of scritches and pets.&nbsp; <br><br>Every time she tried to get up, she was assailed once more by eager furry bodies and more licking and waggling, which made her laugh more and left her paralyzed on the floor.&nbsp; Another sound erupted from her mouth, this one a squeak as she found herself being hauled up into Jason's arms, another fit of giggles echoing in the room as the lab got one last kiss in before he was sent away.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well now...."&nbsp; Abby breathed, as the dogs moved away to give her some space.&nbsp; "That is the most enthusiastic welcome I've had in a very long time...."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 06:02:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>"They like you," he chuckled, as the golden haired labrador bounced after her, trying for another kiss.&nbsp; "I though dogs were supposed to bark at you fangy types."&nbsp; He looked at the lab, giving it a fake glower.&nbsp; "Fat lot of good guard dog you are," he rebuked it, but the lab just wagged its tail, tongue lolling happily.&nbsp; Clearly, it knew when its master meant it, and when he was just teasing the animal.&nbsp; <br><br>He smiled as she continued to giggle in his arms, eyes softening for a moment.&nbsp; Whatever thought he had remained unspoken, though, and he brought her into a hardwood kitchen, with every bit of floor and cabinetry looking like it had been accomplished by hand.&nbsp; There was intricate leafwork and branches on the cabinet doors, and the small nook built nearby looked out over the forest.&nbsp; The dogs circled around to another entryway, peeking over the countertops, and he laughed at them.<br><br>"Go play!"&nbsp; He waved them off, then set her down on the kitchen island, her body sliding down his muscular torso for a moment.&nbsp; The brief contact made his eye glow yellow for a moment, and he licked his lips.<br><br>"So..." he said, his voice lower, huskier.&nbsp; "Coffee."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 16:53:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby stiffened visibly as her body slid down Jason's bare torso, the physical contact jarring her to her core.&nbsp; How long had it been since she'd been physically close to another being?&nbsp; Especially one that was so very warm......and masculine.....<br><br>Her eyes shifted from dark brown to pale ice blue for the briefest of moments, her inner hunger spiking at Jason's close proximity.&nbsp; <br><br>His voice brought her back to reality, and she gave herself a mental shake.&nbsp; She could not afford to give into the hunger for physical things.....especially with a werewolf.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby laughed, cringing as the sound came across very uncertain even to her own ears.&nbsp; "Well maybe they like me because before I became a 'fangy thing',"&nbsp; she said with a snerk, flashing Jason a glimpse of her sharp incisors, "....I loved dogs.&nbsp; Well still do actually."&nbsp; She said proudly, grinning at the golden lab who seemed to favor her.&nbsp; "Isn't that right boy?"&nbsp; She grinned and then turned her attention back to Jason.&nbsp; <br><br>His voice sent shivers down her spine, that low husky tone that men seemed to get when there was more on their mind.&nbsp; She felt her insides melt slightly, but it only lasted for a brief moment, and then cold fear gripped her insides.&nbsp; She knew that tone of voice all too well, and she also knew what followed in the wake of that 'voice'.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Stop it!</em> Abby told herself silently, willing thoughts of Julien away.&nbsp; <em>Concentrate on the present.&nbsp; The here and now.....</em><br><br>Clearing her throat, she offered Jason a small smile and nodded her head.&nbsp; "Yes.....coffee..."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 19:28:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>His gaze seemed to narrow as he felt her body tense, and tighten. His arm clenched her a little closer to his chest, his jaw tightening.&nbsp; For a moment, his own eyes were all smoke and hunger, and she felt his hands flit down her sides.&nbsp; He leaned in slightly, smelling at her hair, acting on impulse for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>Then they were talking dogs, and he leaned back with a small smile.&nbsp; "Love the canines, huh?" he said, changing the subtext with a subtle raise of his eyebrow.&nbsp; The golden lab came over to lick her hand, as she appealed to it, and he gave a soft chuckle.&nbsp; He patted the head of the dog, scritching its ears, then sent it off with a playful whap on its hind quarters.<br><br>But then his voice was low, husky, and he seemed to sense her shiver.&nbsp; He stepped forward, between her knees, his hands running along her thighs.&nbsp; "How long has it been since you had something... warmer to drink?" he asked, his voice still low, still husky while she was busy trying to focus on something else.&nbsp; He raised his hand, then she saw the thumb transform, growing fur and sprouting a black talon.<br><br>He drew it across his palm, and the smell of hot blood filled the kitchen.&nbsp; It was only a momentary scratch, the wound already healing before her eyes as he offered her his palm.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 19:45:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby groaned as the intoxicating scent of fresh blood filled her senses.&nbsp; How long had it been since she'd had fresh blood?&nbsp; It had been so long that she couldn't even remember.&nbsp; She could however remember the taste of it.&nbsp; The exquisite bliss of feeling the warm coppery liquid being drawn from a living breathing being.&nbsp; <br><br>She closed her eyes, desperate to find something else for her mind to focus on.&nbsp; But as Jason loomed closer, she found that impossible to do.&nbsp; He felt so warm, his scent drawing her closer even as she tried to pull away.&nbsp; She shouldn't do this, couldn't do this.&nbsp; But it was so hard to ignore the pull of her hunger.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes opened, gone was the dark brown, in its place was the cold icy blue once again.&nbsp; She glanced down at his hand, her tongue darting out to lick across the fulness of her bottom lip.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Just a taste......</em> her mind coaxed, the hunger compelling her to drink.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby lowered her head, inhaling the wonderful scent, her lips a hair's breath away from the palm of his hand.....<br><br>But before she could taste, she drew back, shaking her head frantically and pushing his hand away.&nbsp; "I can't....."&nbsp; She murmured, her voice thick with denial.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 20:01:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He smelled <em>different</em> than the blood she'd remembered - there was something primal in him - like the heartbeat of the forest, condensed and boiled down into something she could just reach out and taste.&nbsp; It was the very opposite of Julien's cold stone and lofty towers - it was fresh turned earth and running dear and the cool crisp of a snowfall.&nbsp; It was <em>life</em> the very opposite of the stagnant, unchanging unlife she'd known so long, and it was just the lick of a tongue from her mouth when she pulled away.<br><br>his eyes were narrowed, hungry, when she pulled away.&nbsp; His thumb shifted back into human form, and he slid it across his palm, collecting the still warm blood.&nbsp; Then his hand slid up to her cheek, the thumb pressing between parted lips, onto her tongue.<br><br>"You can," he murmured, as the taste seemed to explode like fire across her tongue.&nbsp; He pressed it into her mouth, his arm wrapping around her narrow waist.&nbsp; He pulled her closer, against his topless, damp chest, and his mouth pressed against her neck.&nbsp; He felt the pulse beneath the skin, the rising heat, his arousal filling her nose even as the hot blood pulsed across her taste buds.&nbsp; His mouth continued to trail across her neck, tongue wet and tasting her skin, his hard muscles pressing against her breasts.<br><br>"Bite," he ordered, a whisper in her ear.&nbsp; "You won't hurt me."&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 21:31:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>The second the blood touched her tongue, Abby's hunger was fully unleashed.&nbsp; Her lips closed around his thumb, her tongue swirling around the large digit to gather up every last trace of the delicious liquid.&nbsp; She mewled softly in protest when his thumb pulled away, not yet ready to give up the savoring&nbsp; the blood.&nbsp; <br><br>Long legs wrapped themselves around his waist as he lifted her up against his body.&nbsp; "So warm...."&nbsp; She murmured heatedly, pressing herself even closer against his bare skin.&nbsp; She could feel the pulse point at the base of his neck, could smell the blood pumping through his veins, the taste of it still dancing across her tongue.&nbsp; <br><br>He was offering himself to her, and though she knew she shouldn't do it, Abby could no longer resist the urge to drink.&nbsp; <br><br>Sliding one hand up the back of his neck, her fingers slid into his hair, gripping his head and moving it off to the side.&nbsp; Her lips were cool against his warm flesh, as she trailed several soft kisses along his neck, working her way to the sweet spot where his vein throbbed beneath the surface.&nbsp; <br><br>With a growl of raw hunger, Abby opened her mouth and sank her fangs into his skin, hugging him tightly to her body as she fed.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 22:08:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He gave a thick groan of pleasure as she licked and sucked, and she felt powerful fingers going into her hair, tightening as she suckled so hungrily against him&nbsp; &nbsp;The bite of her fangs only brought a gasp of pleasure, his body trembling with it.&nbsp; It was for him, as it was for every person she'd fed on, a dangerous kind of ecstasy, and one they'd give their lives for.&nbsp; But unlike most, who simply went limp at her kiss, she felt him exploding into action around her.&nbsp; He pushed her back without breaking the kiss, his weight and strength bearing her back on the kitchen island.&nbsp; He scattered pots and pans to the floor, and she heard and felt his throat tremble as he growled <br><br>The hands on her thighs slipped beneath her skirt, and she felt him tear her panties away with a snatch.&nbsp; He gave a groan that rumbled his chest, and she smelled the scent of semen in the air.&nbsp; His blood seemed <em>endless</em>, as the powerful healing ability of a werewolf healed him of the essence she took.&nbsp; His thighs parted hers, and he finally tore the zipper and fly of the jeans open, baring himself to her.&nbsp; His length was long, hard and thick, hsi musk filling the air while the blood pounded through her own veins and made her feel as wild as an animal.<br><br>But he never broke her from the kiss - only pushed her down and pinned her, the head of his shaft starting to part her and press within her.&nbsp; There was no gentleness to it, no caress - just raw animal lust and need that matched her own hunger.&nbsp; She could still smell the scent of his seed, even as he pushed within her.&nbsp; The kiss had been equally pleasurable for him, but driven his own animal instincts into frenzy, and now he needed them satisfied.&nbsp; <br><br>He pushed her back down with a growl, pulling his neck free from her teeth, blood running freely down his neck, his chest.&nbsp; "My turn."&nbsp; Then his first savage thrust buried inside of her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 01:28:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby's head fell back, a groan of pleasure escaping her blood stained lips as his blood surged through her veins.&nbsp; She had never fed from a wolf before, and was completely unprepared for the effect it had on her.&nbsp; She felt wild and hungry, the need to satisfy her own carnal hunger matching Jason's.&nbsp; <br><br>She wrapped her body around his, her legs locking themselves behind his back.&nbsp; She urged him on, her calves pressing against his ass cheeks to draw him even deeper inside of her.&nbsp; Her inner walls gripped him tightly, molding and caressing his shaft with each powerful thrust of his hips.&nbsp; Her fingers tangled themselves in his hair, yanking his mouth down to hers so that she could kiss him savagely.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes...yes...."&nbsp; She moaned, meeting each of his thrusts, her nails scratching their way down his back.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 02:05:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He growled against her, drops of his blood splattering across her blouse.&nbsp; He saw it, and seemed to realize everything he was missing, powerful hands tearing off her blouse and bra in one smooth motion.&nbsp; His other stayed wrapped tightly around her throat, as much an act of dominance as the cock that thundered deep within her.&nbsp; His jeans had only slipped a handful of inches from his waist, and he tore the skirt away a moment later, taking her bare assed on the island.&nbsp; Only then did he brace on one hand for balance, his hips continuing to savage into her.&nbsp; <br><br>She could see the glow of his eyes, bright and shining and blue, and with his blood flowing through her veins felt a strange sense of connection.&nbsp; He was doing more than just providing relief to her own carnal desires.&nbsp; He was <em>taking</em> her, making her his.&nbsp; It was much akin to what Julien had done on her wedding night so many centuries ago - but there was more.&nbsp; She could feel a sense of connection, a sense of belonging.&nbsp; It wasn't just to him - though part of her knew it might be impossible to look at him without thinking 'alpha' again -&nbsp; it was to something larger, greater.&nbsp; Through him there was a sense of family, protection, kinship.&nbsp; <br><br>With each thrust he seemed to grow more and more frenzied, and the wood of the island creaked in protest as his rough frenzy continued.&nbsp; She could see new hair sprout on his arms, his cheeks, his teeth growing longer.&nbsp; "Bite me," he growled, suddenly.&nbsp; It was an order.&nbsp; "I don't want to hurt you, <em>BITE ME!</em>"<br><br>With that, he released her neck, and the hold he had.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 16:24:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby was no stranger to sex, Julien had made all to sure of that, but it was never like this.&nbsp; She clung to Jason, as much out of pleasure as she was trying to keep from falling off of the island.&nbsp; His thrusts were wild and savage, but they weren't brutal or punishing.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hands slid down his back, her fingers gripping both of his muscular ass cheeks in the palms, pulling him deeper inside of her body.&nbsp; For the first time in centuries, Abby felt truly alive......and safe.&nbsp; Her body arched and writhed beneath his, moving ever closer to that delicious pinnacle of release.&nbsp; <br><br>She raised up to meet him, her forehead resting against his as he hammered her against the island, vampire blue eyes locked with his.&nbsp; Abby gritted her teeth as the thrusts became more frenzied, knowing that she was about to climax.&nbsp; <br><br>There was no argument from her when Jason ordered her to bite him, the need to do so already more than she could control.&nbsp; As the pleasure reached its peak, Abby bit down, her sharp fangs sinking deep into the flesh of Jason's neck, her body bucking and moving beneath his.&nbsp; A long low moan of pleasure vibrated against his neck, her inner walls constricting around his cock as a powerful orgasm rocked her body.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 21:12:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div>He continued in that wild, primal rhythm, losing himself completely in his own savagery, in the silken pleasure of her body, in the strength and stamina she could bring to bear to match the power of his hips.&nbsp; His hard chest and arms seemed to flatten her curves against him.&nbsp; When she pressed her forehead against his, and pulled him deeper into her, his hands slipped to her buttocks, lifting her into the air and a few inches off the island.&nbsp; Her weight was nothing to him, and to have her wrapped so completely around him, dependent on him and trusting him seemed to soothe the beast and goad it on at the same time.<br><br>She'd never experienced physical ecstasy and the potent power of the kiss at the same time - the pleasure of the kiss made men useless to her in fulfilling more carnal needs, even if it was rewarding enough on its own.&nbsp; His blood seemed molten hot as it poured down her throat, washed over her tongue, and the ecstasy of it pushed him over the edge.&nbsp; She felt the clench of his muscles as pleasure ripped through his nerves, could smell the <em>satisfaction</em> as his seed pulsed into her.&nbsp; For the lupine, there was nothing quite so domineering, so satisfying as laying such a claim, and his release was as electric as a lighting strike.&nbsp; For a moment, he crushed her to his chest, his cock still swelling and pulsing inside of her.<br><br>Over his shoulder, she saw Jordan's blue eyes, felt them as she had at her home.&nbsp; He watched them from the open doorway, and even as her body flooded with pleasure she could see the pain and jealousy in them, the deep hurt that finding the two of them together had rent in him.&nbsp; His eyes flicked away when she met them, and even as Jason toppled forward onto the island, still gasping with pleasure, seed still filling her, Jarod turned and ran towards the door, opening it and slamming it behind him as he ran away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 22:13:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Her body was still reeling from the intensity of the pleasure, every muscle in her body quivering from exertion.&nbsp; She panted for breath, still clinging to Jason so she didn't fall off of the island.&nbsp; She could feel his blood coursing through her veins, the potent power of it making her light headed.&nbsp; Warm and hot, Jason's blood flowed, filling her just as he had with his seed, the surging blood adding warmth to her skin and color to her cheeks.&nbsp; <br><br>She groaned softly, her body quivering with after shocks of pleasure, her fangs sliding slowly away from his skin.&nbsp; Her tongue darted out to lick away the drops of blood, and that was when she spotted Jordan.&nbsp; Abby physically winced seeing the look of hurt and jealousy on his face, and if she hadn't been wrapped around Jason, might have tried to go after him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh no...."&nbsp; She whispered softly, her body stiffening beneath Jason's as the door slammed behind him.&nbsp; "Oh damn....."&nbsp; Abby murmured sadly, hurting him had never been her intention.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 22:41:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He panted as he looked down at her, then glanced over at the slamming of the door, frowning when she winced.&nbsp; "Kid," he growled, shaking his head, and then looking down to the pile of destroyed clothes to the side of the island.<br><br>"Ah... I need to go after him before he does something stupid."&nbsp; He bit his lip, apologetically, and slowly drew free of her with a groan.&nbsp; He slid a hand along her side, then pulled up the jeans.<br><br>"There's a ... bedroom upstairs that has some clothes that might fit you," he offered.&nbsp; "I... you're welcome to stay.&nbsp; Gotta go grab him by the scruff and haul him back here."&nbsp; He growled to himself, clearly not happy with the interruption.&nbsp; He hesitated, feeling a little odd about needing to go chase after his child after they'd just shared such a sensual, primal moment together.&nbsp; He slid his gaze down over her very naked body, taking one moment to caress it, then giving her that cocky grin again.<br><br>"I'll be back soon," he promised.&nbsp; "Don't go anywhere."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 02:54:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>"Jason....."&nbsp; Abby murmured, reaching out to grab his wrist, stopping him from leaving before she had a chance to finish.&nbsp; "Don't be too hard on him.....?"&nbsp; It was phrased as a question, but Abby hoped that he wouldn't be overly hostile with Jordan.&nbsp; <br><br>Once he was out of the door, she slipped herself off of the kitchen island.&nbsp; Her eyes glanced around, taking note of scattered pots and pans and the remains of what had been her clothing.&nbsp; She was still a bit in shock about what had just occurred, and her first instinct was to grab her stuff and run, before they came back.&nbsp; But something in her subconscious kept nagging at her to stay.&nbsp; For some strange reason, she couldn't bring herself to leave.&nbsp; At least not yet.&nbsp; <br><br>She made her way upstairs quietly, not sure if anyone else might live there.&nbsp; It wasn't her idea of a good time to happen upon them when she was naked as the day she'd been born.&nbsp; <br><br>Finding her way into one of the bedrooms, she went in search of some clothing.&nbsp; Noticing a plain white t-shirt laying on the bed, she walked over to it and picked it up.&nbsp; She was immediately hit with Jason's scent, the strong masculine aroma of him permeating her nostrils.&nbsp; <br><br>Without thinking she slipped the garment over her head, thankful to finally have some clothing to cover her nudity, and feeling more at ease being able to smell Jason on the fabric.&nbsp; The shirt was large enough that it covered her to mid thigh, so she felt secure enough to poke around the house while Jason and Jordan were gone.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 05:36:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He paused as she grabbed his wrist, looking back to her, his blue eyes lifting to meet hers for a long moment.&nbsp; "He's a good kid," he said, his voice sincere.&nbsp; "A real good kid.&nbsp; He just needs some discipline.&nbsp; Right now I'm just going to get him back here safe."&nbsp; He squeezed her hand and let it go, heading out the door.<br><br>Certainly because she was naked, the friendly golden lab decided it was an excellent time to return to lick at her leg and give her a friendly wag of the tail.&nbsp; When she looked around, the other dogs appeared to have gathered to watch their copulation with curiosity, and they made a semicircle as she slid out of the kitchen, following her happily up the stairs.&nbsp; <br><br>Her own house had often struck her as large and empty, but Jason's was just the opposite - there seemed to be no end to the rooms, but each was full of stuff and clearly lived in.&nbsp; a pink bra had been tossed over the back of one of the couches in the den, and there were enough inhabited bedrooms - five, and two with bunkbeds - that it seemed there must be a large family living with Jason, not just his son.&nbsp; There were unique scents all around the place, and the distinct odor of sex in every room she passed through.&nbsp; Most of it was days old.&nbsp; <br><br>The dogs followed her as she passed through different rooms - beyond the bedrooms, there was a carpenter's workshop, a den, a laundry room.&nbsp; There was the distinct absence of much in the way of entertainment - the house lacked computers and bookshelves and television, although the nook which had been set aside for the dogs abounded with toys.&nbsp; A beefy bulldog nearly tripped her up and dropped a tennis ball at her feet while she made her way upstairs to the master bedroom.<br><br>Jason's room was the largest - there was a kingsize bed, the permeation of his musk, and a serious deficiency when it came to housekeeping.&nbsp; The white shirt that had been layed out was obviously for use after his shower, but instead he'd gone running off topless down the street.&nbsp; <br><br>After a few minutes of exploring, she heard the door slam below, and Jason shout.&nbsp; "AGH, LITTLE MOTHERF - " as the curse descended into a growl.&nbsp; There was the crunch of plaster, a moment later, and she could hear the father stomping around downstairs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 18:05:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby winced hearing Jason's curse, knowing that what must have happened couldn't have been good.&nbsp; <br><br>Quietly she padded downstairs, looking for both Jason and Jordan.&nbsp; <br><br>"Jason?"&nbsp; She called out softly, making her way through the different downstairs room until she found him.&nbsp; <br><br>"What happened?"&nbsp; Abby asked, almost afraid of what the answer was going to be.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 19:17:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>"Yeah, I'm here," said Jason, the fury blunted a little by the sound of her voice.&nbsp; As she rounded the corner and saw him, she also saw the hole in the wall he'd punched.&nbsp; His fist seemed fine, but the plaster had boxed inwards, and he held one hand over his nose, pinching it shut,&nbsp; There was blood over his nose and lips, and Abby could smell the sharp odor of pepper spray as she grew closer.<br><br>There was no sign of Jordan.<br><br>"Damn kid gassed me," growled Jason.&nbsp; He released the pinch on his nose for a moment, only to have fresh trails of blood run down his nose.&nbsp; "Ruined my sense of smell, and he's still out there."&nbsp; He glared at the door, then looked back to her, realizing for the first time that she was in a thigh-length shirt that smelled of him, and giving a cocky grin around the blood at his mouth and nose.<br><br>"See you found something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 20:10:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>"Oh.....um..yeah...."&nbsp; She said almost bashfully about the shirt she'd found to wear.&nbsp; "You didn't say which bedroom, so I just kinda grabbed the first thing I saw."&nbsp; She wasn't going to tell him that she'd picked it mostly because it smelled like him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Should I try to find him?"&nbsp; Abby asked, though her gaze was fixated on the fresh trails of blood running down from his nose and over his lips.&nbsp; Without even realizing she was doing so, she crept forward, her eyes never leaving the blood stains on his face.&nbsp; Her tongue darted out to lick across the plump flesh of her lips, her eyes beginning to grow ice blue once again.&nbsp; She could smell the blood, and she could almost taste it, remembering all too well how wonderful it had been to taste just a short while ago.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching out a hand, she dragged her thumb across his upper lip, gathering up a small amount of the ambrosia on her finger and sliding it into her mouth.&nbsp; She groaned softly with pleasure at the warmth and the taste of it, moving even closer to his body.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're hurt...."&nbsp; She murmured softly, her eyes still fixated on the blood dripping from his nose.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 04:40:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He smiled and tugged at the hem of it, pulling her closer, flashing more bare thigh, his hand slipping possessively around to the contour of her ass.&nbsp; His arm wrapped possessively, and his mouth hovered close to hers.&nbsp; "I like it," he assured.&nbsp; <br><br>But her next question pulled his moment of intense, erotic focus away, glancing back towards the door.&nbsp; He looked out towards the door, unaware until her tongue slid across his lips.&nbsp; He turned his gaze back to her, the simple movement making his own eyes glow in the darkened entryway.&nbsp; &nbsp;His arm curled, hoisting her off her feet and against his chest.&nbsp; His mouth was against hers, nearly kissing her.<br><br>"Careful," he growled.&nbsp; "I'm fine.&nbsp; But if you do that again, I might just fuck you here on the floor."&nbsp; His jaw and neck were tight, his eyes roving over her like a ravenous predator.&nbsp; He let her slide down, releasing the possessive grip on her rear, and then finally blew out a breath.<br><br>"I ... need to find Jarod," he apologized, eyes going from hunger to apology in a moment.&nbsp; "I... can you help me?&nbsp; Look?&nbsp; My sense of smell is screwed up from his pepper bomb."&nbsp; He licked his lips, as if it seemed odd for him to even have to <em>ask</em> anything.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 05:02:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>For a moment, Abby seriously considered taking him up on that offer.&nbsp; <br><br>She had been alone for so long, by her own choice, but it felt so good to be in his arms.&nbsp; To feel that passion, to see the heated lust when he looked at her, instead of cold and distant emptiness.&nbsp; Her body melted against his, and she all but purred with satisfaction at being held so close to him, and if she leaned in just a bit more....she could kiss him.....<br><br>His mention of Jared brought her back her back to reality and for the moment cooled her off.&nbsp; "Yes....yes absolutely I'll help you look."&nbsp; She said nodding her head.&nbsp; "Whatever I can do to help."&nbsp; She offered him a warm smile and then glanced down at herself.&nbsp; "Erm, do you have any sweats or something I can borrow?&nbsp; It's probably not the best thing for me to go traipsing around the neighborhood in nothing but your tshirt."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 06:12:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He gave her a look that suggested she ought to stop looking at him like that.&nbsp; Soon.&nbsp; His eyes traced over hers for a moment, and then he tore his away.<br><br>"Jared," he reminded himself aloud.<br><br>Then she was melting against him, and she felt that hand on her buttocks tighten, felt the sting of sharp razors on her cheek as he clenched and pulled her closer.&nbsp; His mouth worked, opening as if to talk or seize her mouth or simply taste it again.&nbsp; He lurched as he let her go, forcing himself to release her before he pushed her up against the broken plaster.<br><br>"Jared," he growled again.&nbsp; "God, I'm a terrible father."<br><br>He nodded as she acquiesced, giving a small smile.&nbsp; "Thanks.&nbsp; Ah... there's some jeans in Patricia's room," he offered.&nbsp; "They should fit.&nbsp; Or close."&nbsp; He ran a hand behind his neck, and gave a more awkward smiled.&nbsp; "But... cover up," he agreed.&nbsp; "If not for the neighbors sake, then for mine."&nbsp; He swallowed, and adjusted himself through the denim, still hard and hungry even as he tried to remind himself of the very good reasons he should be out looking right now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 18:01:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>She could already taste the kiss, her mouth watering in anticipation.&nbsp; His lips were so close, she could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin.&nbsp; She tilted her head, moving closer, more than willing to close the distance between them and devour him whole.&nbsp; But just as they were about to kiss, he pulled away.&nbsp; Abby groaned softly, but the mention of his son's name snapped her out of it.&nbsp; <br><br>"Right....Jordan."<br><br>Abby grinned at him, the thought of him finding her that tempting was rather thrilling to her.&nbsp; Following his direction she quickly found Patricia's room, and found a pair of black sweat pants.&nbsp; She slid them over her hips, frowning just a bit as they were a bit tight, but they would work just fine.&nbsp; <br><br>Bounding down the stairs, she smiled and nodded her head, ready to set out in search of Jordan.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 18:17:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>"Right," he agreed. He watched her turn and hurry away, gazing at her backside, and put his hands on his hips.&nbsp; "And grab me a shirt!" he added with a laugh, only now remembering that he was also partially clad.&nbsp; Patricia - who was in her young twenties, if her wardrobe was any judge -didn't have anything in the way of baggy, comfortable sweatpants.&nbsp; She did have an abundance of leather - leather boots, leather coats, leather gloves - and slim curves.&nbsp; The only thing that qualified as sweat pants were a pair of yoga pants.<br><br>Though they did make Jason's eyes pop a bit when she came downstairs in them.<br><br>"Oh, yeah, much better," he said dryly.&nbsp; He slipped on his own soft leather jacket after taking a shirt, and he rolled his shoulders to settle it into place.<br><br>"Want to split up?&nbsp; I'll take the east side, and you can take the west?"&nbsp; Her own house was on the west side - facing east, where she always caught a glimmer of the sky warming before the sun would rise.&nbsp; Jason's side had his own house, facing west, with the forest behind it.&nbsp; Arkham Court itself was a large place - completely walled by six foot white stone walls.&nbsp; The Court itself was built on a bluff that overlooked the nearby 'Arkhamburg,' a small commercial area connected to a few more small suburban gated communities like the Court itself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 18:30:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby rolled her eyes at him, glancing down at the yoga pants and then tossing him the shirt she'd grabbed for him.&nbsp; "Yeah well, it's not like there was a lot of choice.&nbsp; If someone hadn't ruined <em>my</em> clothing I wouldn't have needed these now would I?"&nbsp; She asked turning around to shake her rump at him teasingly.&nbsp; She noticed a couple of hair ties sitting on the fireplace mantle and grabbed one of them, slicking the mass of dark curls away from her face and winding the hair tie around the bulk of her hair until it was settled in a ponytail.&nbsp; <br><br>"So, who is this Patricia person?"&nbsp; Abby asked offhandedly, wondering who this person was, especially since she was borrowing a pair of her pants.&nbsp; She had no way of knowing if she was a girl friend, or a wife or something else.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yeah, splitting up would probably be better.&nbsp; We can cover more ground that way."&nbsp; She said, already trying to imagine where Jordan might have gotten himself off to. She had no real idea what she might say to him if she found him, but she would try her best to get him to come with her willingly rather than dragging him home like she had done the last time.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 18:50:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He grinned back at her.&nbsp; "Guess that'll teach you a lesson about wearing clothing," he teased back, giving her derriere an appreciative squeeze as she walked by and shook her rear at him.&nbsp; It was a hard, unapologetic smack, and watched her pull her hair back.&nbsp; He reached up and wrapped his hand around the ponytail, after she'd set it back, pulling it back and baring her neck just long enough to kiss it, before releasing her.<br><br>"One of my pack," he explained.&nbsp; "Her and Lacey are the two females.&nbsp; Lace and Trish," he explained, giving names that sounded more like nicknames.&nbsp; "And there's Ox and Deke, too."&nbsp; He looked over at her, thoughtful for a moment, as if there was more to explain.&nbsp; "I should... probably explain later how they all might react to you."<br><br>He nodded.&nbsp; "Alright.&nbsp; Be careful, Abby."&nbsp; He caught her chin and stole a quick kiss, then ventured out the door into the night.&nbsp; He was only a few steps down the staircase when she saw his body shift and twist into a wolf, his clothes seeming to melt into his fur, and then bounding on all fours as he went searching again.<br><br><div align="center">(http://drstevebest.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/gray-wolf.jpg)</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 19:41:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Her eyes closed, and she sighed contentedly as he pulled her back to kiss her neck, that warm delicious feeling spreading through her body again.<br><br>She listened as he talked about the members of his pack, and she couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive about it all.&nbsp; She knew next to nothing about the dynamics of a werewolf pack.&nbsp; Hell, she knew next to nothing about werewolves themselves.&nbsp; The things she had been told about them were never good, and yet here she stood, in the house of a pack of werewolves....after just having had sex and fed off of their Alpha, and finding that not much of what she'd been told seemed true.&nbsp; But she imagined that none of them would be overly excited to see her, being a vampire and all.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby wasn't exactly certain when what had gone on, had gone from simply sex and feeding, to now meeting his pack, but as much as it intimidated her, it also made her feel extremely happy.&nbsp; Maybe she would have friends here.&nbsp; Maybe she wouldn't have to be alone any longer.&nbsp; Never in her life would she have imagined it would be with wolves, but she wasn't going to complain. <br><br>When he grabbed her and kissed her, it was extremely hard for her to pull away, and she had to force herself to pull back otherwise she would have been tempted to throw him down on the floor and have him again.&nbsp; She watched as he shifted into his wolf form, fascinated and awed by the fluidity and beauty of it.&nbsp; Her eyes watched him until he was out of sight, and then she turned her attention to trying to find Jordan.&nbsp; <br><br>Closing her eyes, she listened carefully.&nbsp; Using her vampire hearing to see if she might be able to locate him.&nbsp; <br><br>Half an hour of searching later, and still no sign of him.&nbsp; She could only hope that Jason was having better luck.&nbsp; Abby decided to give her property a once over quickly to see if perhaps he had returned to her house.&nbsp; Carefully and quietly she searched around her house, saying a silent prayer to whatever power might be listening that she could find him.....
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 20:08:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div>Jason bounced over the back fence of another house and disappeared, his ears twitching as he tried to find his wayward son.&nbsp; His lupine form was powerfully muscled, but also agile.<br><br>As she closed her eyes, she could hear many things - the wind through the trees, the not-so-quiet argument between Esteban and Kenneth over the guest list for a party they were planning.&nbsp; She heard soft, murmured chanting from the house next to her own, the chirp of crickets, and then the distant strains of music.&nbsp; Most of the time, she had to make a conscious effort not to hear everything she was capable of - she could make out the cars with engine troubles on a highway three miles distant - but at night, quieter, and with her focus upon it, she could find the sound of music out of place.&nbsp; It came from high up, and as she slipped away and towards her own house, she saw Jordan sitting in the top branches of one of the trees in her own backyard.&nbsp; A glance backwards towards her house showed it had a view of her writing desk, where she spent much of her day.<br><br>He perched in it, listening to music, earbuds in his ears drowning out the world around him.&nbsp; His eyes were closed, but she could smell the salt of tears.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Jarod's music</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5anLPw0Efmo</div></div><br>He was a quiet boy - she noted that there was a nest in one of the branches not for from him, and when he'd ascended the tree, he hadn't woken the robin that slumbered in it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 20:24:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby sighed softly, feeling yet another pang of guilt.&nbsp; It was entirely her fault that he was so sad, and it pained her to think of causing someone pain.&nbsp; She knew too well how Jordan was feeling and she vowed to herself that she would make it up to him somehow.&nbsp; <br><br>He seemed like such a sweet kid, she couldn't figure out why he seemed to always be getting himself into trouble.&nbsp; Was he just being a typical teenager and rebelling against his father?&nbsp; Or was there something else going on.&nbsp; Maybe trouble with one of the pack members?&nbsp; There was no way of knowing for sure, but if he would talk to her she would try to find out. <br><br>With a heavy sigh, Abby reached for the bottom branch and began a nimble and quiet climb up the tree, moving as quietly as possible so as not to startle him.&nbsp; <br><br>She stopped just shy of his perch in the tree, reaching out a hand to touch his shoulder gently.&nbsp; She was ready to grab onto him in case she startled him so much he'd fall out of the tree.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 21:56:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div><br>He didn't see her ascent, lost in the music for a moment, and then gasped as she touched his shoulder.&nbsp; He very nearly threw himself from the tree, but her grip and a natural agility kept him clinging to the branch instead.&nbsp; He bit his lip, looking to her pace in the moonlight, then took a moment to steady himself on the branch, clicking off the phone and slowly pulling the earbuds out of his ears.<br><br>His eyes searched her face, and noticed the change of clothes, a painful reminder of what he'd witnessed mere moments ago.&nbsp; His gaze shot down, away from hers, and he balanced on the branch, his feet swinging in midair.&nbsp; He opened his mouth to speak, then closed it, not able to meet her gaze, his heart pounding in her chest.&nbsp; It was hard to imagine how she'd seen him as a predator, a dangerous stalker - at the moment he just seemed like a love-lorn teen, wanting what he supposed was forever beyond him.<br><br>He bit his lip, searching for something to say, and she could still hear his heart pumping faster in her chest.&nbsp; Questions and demands and shouts were all rattling through his mind, but he said none of them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 22:26:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br><br>She reached out and grabbed his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.&nbsp; "Jordan...."&nbsp; Abby said softly, not even sure what she could say to him at this point.&nbsp; "I'm so sorry."&nbsp; Her soft brown eyes searched his face, hoping for any sort of reaction.&nbsp; At this point she would rather have his rage and anger than his stoic silence.&nbsp; She moved up higher, moving her her body so that she could perch herself in the tree along side him and hopefully get him to talk.&nbsp; <br><br>"I can't help what I am..."&nbsp; She said almost sadly, knowing it probably wasn't what he wanted to hear, but it was the truth.&nbsp; "Neither can your father."&nbsp; She reached out a hand to touch him gently under the chin and force him to look at her.&nbsp; "We are what we are.&nbsp; We are creatures driven by our instincts.&nbsp; Instincts that are very powerful at times, if you remember our first meeting."&nbsp; Abby soothed with a soft smile, hoping to draw him out of his shell.&nbsp; <br><br>"Believe me when I tell you that I am sorry that I got you into trouble. I promise that was never my intention."&nbsp; She sat silent for a moment, wondering just how much she should tell him.&nbsp; "I'm.....sort of forced to keep a very low profile....It wouldn't be good for my where abouts to be known..."&nbsp; Abby added, wanting him to understand, but not wanting to give him too many details.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 23:16:50</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div><br>He was a little surprised by the squeeze, but he squeezed her hand back.&nbsp; "You don't have to be sorry," he promised, his voice soft.&nbsp; "It's... my fault.&nbsp; You're.... beautiful and immortal and... I'm just some pervert teenager who was taking pictures of you.&nbsp; I had...&nbsp; I wanted... "&nbsp; he shook his head, casting it off, knowing he had no rights to her.<br><br>"I - " he paused, as her soft touch drew his chin up, his eyes still glistening.&nbsp; "Yes," he said softly, remembering the first meeting very well.&nbsp; He sli a hand up, touching her cheek then running a finger over the bared incisor again.&nbsp; "I wanted to be... I want to be what you are," he said softly.&nbsp; "I don't want to be a were.&nbsp; He's going to make me be one.&nbsp; But I'll never be like him.&nbsp; Trueborn.&nbsp; I'll always just be a ... a changed one.&nbsp; He's never going to respect me, I'm never going to... lead a pack of my own.&nbsp; I wouldn't even <em>want</em> to if I could."<br><br>He shook his head.&nbsp; "I know," he said.&nbsp; He looked up when she mentioned keeping a low profile, his concern for her naturally drawing him out of his own thoughts.&nbsp; "Is that why you came to Arkham Court?&nbsp; To hide?"&nbsp; He squeezed her hand.&nbsp; "I was never going to show the pictures to anyone," he promised.&nbsp; "I've just never met anyone as beautiful as you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 00:05:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>His words shocked her, and it read on her face.&nbsp; "I....thought....I mean, you're not his blood?"&nbsp; Abby asked curiously, wondering how in the world an Alpha werewolf ended up with, what was now obvious to her, a human son not of his blood.&nbsp; Her body cringed slightly when he voiced his preference for being vampire rather than were.&nbsp; She knew that subject would most likely go over with his father like a lead balloon.&nbsp; "Why do you have to be either?"&nbsp; She couldn't help but ask, smiling at him while he explored her face and incisor.&nbsp; <br><br>"You have a thing for teeth don't you?"&nbsp; Abby teased him, leaning sideways to shove him playfully with her shoulder.&nbsp; <br><br>She listened to him as he explained his situation, feeling a large amount of empathy.&nbsp; "I'm not Trueborn either."&nbsp; But left it at that, not really wanting to relive the details of her life just yet.&nbsp; "Have you talked to Jason about this?&nbsp; Does he know how you feel?"&nbsp; <br><br>Abby looked away from him and nodded in answer to his question.&nbsp; "Yes, I came here to hide.&nbsp; A friend said this place could offer me protection,&nbsp; and at that point I had nothing left to loose, so I packed up and moved here."&nbsp; <br><br>She turned to face him once more, cocking her head to the side and studying him intently for several long moments.&nbsp; "Have you ever been with a woman Jordan?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 01:43:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div><br>"No," he said.&nbsp; "He - he lost a son, and his 'mate,'" he explained.&nbsp; "I was just the... replacement."&nbsp; He rubbed his forehead.&nbsp; "There was a - a werewolf pack that was rivals with his.&nbsp; Jason and the other pack leader were rivals, and they fought.&nbsp; Dueled, so their packs would join.&nbsp; Jason accepted his surrender, and banished him, but he... he killed his mate and his child.&nbsp; His son."&nbsp; He closed his eyes at the question.&nbsp; "Everyone else here is ... special," he explained.&nbsp; "Do you have any idea what that's like?"<br><br>He chuckled when she mentioned his thing for teeth.&nbsp; He smiled at the playful shove, and glanced down at the ground far below them.<br><br>"I thought no vampires were true born," he chuckled.&nbsp; "That they all passed it on."&nbsp; He frowned.&nbsp; "He's already decided what I'm going to do with my life," he said, voice soft.&nbsp; "He just never stopped to ask me."<br><br>He glanced over when she mentioned needing a place to hide, and protection, and he gave a wan smile.&nbsp; "Well, this is my tree," he smiled.&nbsp; "But I'll share it with you."<br><br>He blushed scarlet at the question, eyes dropping from her face, looking more than a trifle ashamed.<br><br>"No."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 02:54:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She felt her heart break a little hearing what had happened to Jason.&nbsp; What she did know of wolves was that to loose one's mate was one of the worst possible things.&nbsp; And to loose a child on top of that.&nbsp; She couldn't even imagine the heartbreak he must have suffered.&nbsp; <br><br>Her heart ached for Jordan as well.&nbsp; Being a human in a werewolf family, living in a place like this couldn't have been easy for him.&nbsp; It was really no wonder he was always in some sort of trouble.&nbsp; Deep down she knew that he was a good guy, he was just troubled and felt alone.&nbsp; <br><br>An idea hit her, knowing she could help him not feel so alone, though it might earn her the wrath of his father.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby leaned over and kissed his cheek softly, and then started moving down out of the tree.&nbsp; "Come with me."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 03:37:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div><br>He blinked in a little bit of surprise as she leaned to kiss his cheek, looking over with surprise when she told him to follow her.&nbsp; He slid catlike down the tree, landing quite without waking the sleeping robin, and looked to her curiously.&nbsp; <br><br>Hesitantly, he reached a hand to take hers, unaware of her thoughts, and gave it a small squeeze.&nbsp; <br><br>"We're not going back to my Dad's, are we?" he asked, his voice soft. He trusted her, he would follow where she led, but he seemed to hope that wasn't the case.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 03:57:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>"Not yet."&nbsp; She said with a smile, taking his hand and leading the way.&nbsp; <br><br>She weaved her way through the trees and foliage effortlessly, her eyes able to see perfectly well in the dark.&nbsp; Keeping a tight grip on his hand, she led him quietly across her back yard, and up onto the deck.&nbsp; <br><br>Pausing for just a moment to listen, wanting to make sure there was no one close, she opened her back door, stepping inside and dragging Jordan with her.&nbsp; Once inside she quietly closed the door behind them, and led him into her office.&nbsp; <br><br>The house was very large, and from what one could see in the dark looked to be decorated with antiques of all shapes and sizes.&nbsp; Large built in cherry wood shelves lined the hallway leading from the back door to the front, each of the shelves filled with various knick knacks and personal items, giving Jordan a glimpse of her personality.&nbsp; <br><br>The office itself was fairly small, but cozy and intimate feeling for its size.&nbsp; One entire wall was nothing but book shelves, each shelf filled to the brim with books.&nbsp; Some of them were new, and some of them looked very very old.&nbsp; On the far side of the room was her desk, the one he'd spent so many hours watching her at.&nbsp; There was a laptop and a small lamp atop the desk, and various pieces of paper scattered across the surface.&nbsp; Some of them with notes scrawled all over the page.&nbsp; <br><br>Once inside of the door, she let go of his hand, making her way silently to the other side of the room to perch herself on her writing desk.&nbsp; Abby leaned back slightly, resting her body weight on her hands, watching Jordan from across the room.&nbsp; She stared at him through the darkness, her form illuminated from behind by the silvery moonlight streaming through the windows.&nbsp; One hand came up to beckon Jordan forward, Abby keeping her relaxed pose on the table.&nbsp; <br><br>"Kiss me Jordan."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 05:31:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div>He smiled at her mysterious smile, then let himself be led through te forest and the trees, his own nightvision good but nowhere near hers.&nbsp; He squeezed her hand once, slowing around a tree stump, and keeping as quiet as a cat himself.<br>&nbsp;<br>He smiled when he looked up at the house, realizing she was taking him within.&nbsp; From his gaze he seemed more awed than frightened - as if it didn't cross his mind at all that he might wish to be nervous in the private aboe of an elder vampire. <br><br>His eyes took in everything, as best he could with little more than idstant streetlights and moonlight to illuminate the office.&nbsp; He roved over the antiques for a moment, nearly slowing to take them in, then letting himself be pulled on, pasts the rows of a bibliophile's bookshelves.&nbsp; He ran his fingers over the spines as he walked past, but couldn't read the writing upon them in the dark.&nbsp; Then she let loose his hand, stepping away and crossing to her office desk, and he beheld her by the moonlight.<br><br>He drew a soft gasp as he witnessed her in her natural element - in the darkness, in the shadows, where the black caressed her.&nbsp; He licked his lips, stepping forward, drawn and mesmerized as she beckoned.&nbsp; His own dark clothes hid him well in the shadows, but she could see him clearly.&nbsp; He stepped closer inch by inch, finally coming to the edge of the table when she spoke to him again.<br><br>His hands slipped up to her cheeks, cupping them, and he leaned forward, kissing her gently.&nbsp; He held her like she was fine crystal, slowly losing himself in the meeting of mouths, in the kiss that threatened to steal breath and blood away.<br><br>His tongue slipped across a sharp incisor, a tiny nick that filled her mouth with the scent of sweet, pure, untainted blood.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 18:16:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>Abby remained still and quiet as Jordan approached her, allowing him to take the lead when he leaned in to kiss her.&nbsp; His lips were warm and soft, and Abby's lips melted against his.&nbsp; Her tongue slid alongside his, tempting and teasing into a sensual dance. <br><br>Her arms slid around his neck, pulling him closer to her body, her breasts pressing against his chest.&nbsp; She groaned softly as she felt her nipples hardening against the soft fabric of the tshirt, unable to resist the urge to rub against him ever so slightly.&nbsp; <br><br>What had started out as a sweet and gentle seduction quickly became something else entirely.&nbsp; As Jordan's blood coated her tongue, Abby's instinctual hunger was ignited.&nbsp; She growled hungrily, sliding her legs around his waist to pull his body tightly against hers.&nbsp; She deepened the kiss, her lips and tongue all but devouring him.&nbsp; Blood stained both of their lips, and the smell and taste of it only intensified Abby's hunger.&nbsp; <br><br>She clung to him, her hands pawing at him to remove the barrier of clothing.&nbsp; She wanted to feel and taste his skin, to sink her teeth into his flesh and fill herself with the warm coppery essence of him.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 19:35:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div>His own kiss was tender, innocent, sweet - he quickly followed the lead of her sensual dance, nerves afire at the first touch of her tongue.&nbsp; He gave a groan when her body pressed up against his, arms wrapping around her in kind.&nbsp; He groaned in her mouth when he felt all her soft contours pressing against him, a shiver running down his spine, followed by another as she rubbed herself against him.<br><br>Her hungry growl made him groan a little, and his mortal frame could offer little resistance when her legs locked around him and pressed him closer.&nbsp; He might have been adopted, but there was definitely a familial resemblance as he ground against her through the thin stretchy fabric of the yoga pants - his dark black jeans strained to contain him, and he finally broke from the bloodstained kiss with a gasp.&nbsp; <br><br>He felt her fingers pawing, sucking in a breath, and his fingers slipped over her tender breasts, squeezing them through his fathers shirt.&nbsp; He seemed to crave the ravenous hunger as much as he had the gentle seduction - the feeling of being so desired, so needed - it was completely unknown, foreign but addictive.&nbsp; <br><br>"I want to - "&nbsp; He breathed, reaching to unzip and open the belt of his darkened jeans.&nbsp; He pulled his length out, gorgeous and smooth, the thick veins that ran the length of it already pounding with blood.&nbsp; "I want to feel your teeth," he explained, his whisper hot.&nbsp; He offered the blood filled shaft, a hand squeezing around the base, his eyes both hungry and pleading.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 20:34:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She groaned hungrily, arching her back and pressing her breasts further into his hands.&nbsp; She reached her hands out to grasp his wrists, sliding his hands beneath the shirt so that he could feel her bare skin.&nbsp; Abby coaxed his hands open, laying the palms of her hands flat over the back of his, sliding his open palms over the tips of her breasts, pressing them against his hands.&nbsp; <br><br>She whimpered softly when he drew his hands away, not quite ready to give up the delicious sensations just yet.&nbsp; But when she saw what it was he was doing, the complaint stayed silent. <br><br>Abby's eyes shifted to the vampire ice blue, her gaze moving from his face down to his pulsating shaft.&nbsp; She admired the size of it, able to smell and hear the blood pumping through it.&nbsp; Her hunger intensified, and without even thinking, she slid slowly off of the desk, her body melting against his as she slid herself to the floor in front of him.&nbsp; <br><br>Her mouth watered, her eyes fixated on the source of the pumping blood.&nbsp; <br><br>"So beautiful...."&nbsp; Abby murmured thickly, reaching up a hand to grasp the base of his shaft and replace his hand.&nbsp; Leaning in, she opened her mouth and slid her tongue along the underside, moving from the base all the way to the tip.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 23:13:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div>He squeezed immediately when she arched her back and thrust her breasts into his palms, groaning softly when their softness filled his hands.&nbsp; His palms caressed the sensitive nipples, through the simple t-shirt, and when her hands pinned his in place, he took it as invitation to squeeze as much as he liked.&nbsp; He gloried in the feel of them in his hands, his breath drawn hot and ragged at the fulfillment of a fantasy.<br><br>He drew another breath as she hungrily slid down to her knees.&nbsp; It was what he had hoped for, but he couldn't help but be surprised as the liquid haste with which she accomplished it, or the pulsing hunger in her own eyes.&nbsp; She could all but hear the blood in it singing to her, his hardness straining and yearning, and he licked his lips as she locked her starving gaze upon his manhood.<br><br>"Thank you," he said, blood rushing to his cheeks as he blushed - and then gave a gasp as her mouth slid down to tease, as her tongue trailed from base to tip.&nbsp; His eyes were affixed on her, all thoughts of his searching father and the trouble he'd caused earlier swept from his mind by the simple hedonism of the moment.&nbsp; He made a small moan of pleasure, voice like a whimper, yearning to plunge his length into her mouth but instead forcing himself to be still, to savor the torment.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 00:02:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abigail smiled, groaning as she felt his shaft twitch and pulsate beneath her tongue.&nbsp; He tasted as good as he looked, and she soon lost herself in hunger and lust.&nbsp; Her lips wrapped themselves around the head of his cock, sucking firmly and then letting him slide free.&nbsp; Her tongue darted out to flick across the tip teasingly, her eyes gazing up at him as she did so. <br><br>Opening her mouth widely, she engulfed the entire head, slowly sliding him in deeper, allowing the tip to scrape against the roof of her mouth until it bumped against the back of her throat.&nbsp; She groaned then, sending vibrations down the length of his shaft, and then slowly slid him out again.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm hungry Jordan..."&nbsp; She murmured heatedly her voice hoarse with need. Leaning in, she carefully dragged a fang across the top side of his cock.&nbsp; A small trickle of blood followed in the wake of her teeth, Abby's tongue quick to clear it away.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 01:18:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div><br>His hips gave a shudder, nearly a buck as her mouth wrapped around the head, and his muscles tensed at the pleasure that she offered.&nbsp; His blue eyes reflected the moonlight in the darkness, bright and intense, and his length began to press deeper into her mouth once she let him slide free, pressing instinctively forward as her tongue and cheeks and the roof of her mouth all seemed to invite him further within.&nbsp; <br><br>He gasped as the pleasure covered the whole of his shaft, the length of him long enough to push deeper into her mouth - though he groaned when she pulled back, as if he was hungry to bury himself even deeper, down her throat.<br><br>He gave a nod at her need, gasping when the sharp teeth traced over him, the blood disappearing beneath her tongue.&nbsp; His fingers ran into her dark hair, and he pulled her back down, sliding deeper the second time around.<br><br>"Take all you need," he groaned, his eyes still shining in the moonlight.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 02:53:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She slid her mouth up and down his length several more times.&nbsp; Her tongue swirling and teasing him with every stroke.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby groaned softly as he buried his fingers into her hair, taking him even deeper into her throat.&nbsp; Her head bobbed back and forth, the pace of her strokes ever quickening as her hunger intensified.&nbsp; She groaned and purred, using her mouth to take Jordan ever closer to the pinnacle of pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>She used her hand to follow the strokes of her mouth, the combination of the two making sure that his cock had a constant source of stimulation.&nbsp; Faster and harder she stroked, her mouth sucking and licking with ever increasing speed.&nbsp; The sounds of his pleasure echoing in her ears.&nbsp; <br><br>Just when she knew he was about to climax, Abby's mouth let go of his shaft, her head shifting slightly to the side.&nbsp; With one swift movement, she sank her teeth into his groin, feeding off of the blood supply there.&nbsp; Her hand continued its assault on his cock, stroking and squeezing him to climax.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 04:09:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div><br>Jordan continued to groan as she slid up and down his length, not certain if he was hypnotized and motionless, or thrusting deep into her mouth at every opportunity - and unwilling to care about the difference.&nbsp; Her mouth made him moan with need, made the blood in his shaft pulse and dance against her tongue, until the rhythm of it seemed to pound in her ears.<br><br>Then he gasped as her mouth really set to the task, and he saw her mouth begin to move and bob faster and faster, til the lines of her hair, the shadows of her face became a blur of motion as need for his pleasure urged her on.&nbsp; He shuddered and held to her, holding still, fully aware nothing his hips could contribute would add to the sensational pleasure she offered.<br><br>He gave a gasp of momentary pain as her fangs suck in, but the pheromone thick blood, laced with his lust was just as sweet as his fathers had been.&nbsp; He cried out his pleasure, his shaft jerking as she stroked it, sending long white ropes streaking across her desk, her cheek, his climax so powerful she had to wonder if she'd be cleaning the wall behind it - but the physical sensuality he experienced was nothing compared to the deliciousness of blood drawn directly from his groin at the apex of his pleasure.&nbsp; It was like drinking ecstasy, a difficulty to tear herself away from even with her bloodthirst so recently sated by his father.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 05:32:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abigail groaned low and deep in her throat, the sweet ambrosia of his blood flowing into her veins.&nbsp; She drank and drank, enjoying the sweet and glorious taste of his pleasure, just as he was experiencing it physically.&nbsp; Her hand continued to pump up and down the length of his shaft, drawing out the pleasure as long as possible.&nbsp; <br><br>With great effort she tore her mouth away from his thigh, throwing her head back and gasping with exquisite pleasure.&nbsp; Her lips and tongue were stained red with his blood, the opalescent evidence of his physical pleasure dripping from her cheek.&nbsp; <br><br>She grinned up at him, leaning in slowly to drag her tongue sensuously across his thigh, sliding gently across the bite marks and licking away the last of the blood.&nbsp; She watched pleased as the bite wounds healed almost instantly, placing a soft kiss against the spot she had bitten.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you...."&nbsp; Abby purred, Jordan's blood surging through her body.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 07:34:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.topnews.in/light/files/jared-leto.jpg)</div><br>She could have drained him dry in seconds, if she chose - it was a measure of her age and experience that she could make the drinking linger as long as it did, and when she finally drew away, he wobbled on his feet.&nbsp; His pretty shaft had softened, and she knew from experience the loss of blood might well make it impossible for him to perform again tonight.&nbsp; He slid his hands to his shoulders, steadying himself, as drained as she was energized.<br><br>"That was... fantastic," he breathed, disbelieving.&nbsp; "Is it like that every time?"<br><br>He blinked at her purr, nearly laughing, sinking down to his knees to cup her face and kiss her deeply, urgently.&nbsp; He tasted his own blood, the lingering taste of his own sweat and arousal - then jumped as there came a heavy banging on the door.<br><br>Through the window, deliberately standing in sight was a man she'd only seen once before.&nbsp; When she'd come to the Court, and asked for sanctuary, he'd been the man who accepted her 'donation' and provided the seven hundred page covenant she'd signed before moving in.&nbsp; He looked wan, worried - exactly how he'd looked when she'd met with him a month ago.<br><br>He raised his hand to knock again.&nbsp; She'd never learned his name - everyone had simply referred to him as 'The Chairman.'<br><br><div align="center">(http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/07/08/johnslatteryx-large.jpg)</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 16:40:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abigail chuckled into the kiss, feeling a sense of pride that she'd managed to make the experience so pleasurable for him. <br><br>"It can be yes."&nbsp; She nodded in answer to his question, reaching up to gently tuck a lock of his hair behind his ear.&nbsp; "The Kiss, as it's called, is always meant to be a pleasurable experience."&nbsp; Abby explained, smiling at him and helping him steady himself on the floor. "If it were a painful and traumatic experience for you, it wouldn't taste as sweet for me.&nbsp; Though....there are some vampires who desire the blood to taste of fear and pain."&nbsp; She shuddered slightly at the thought, her brow furrowing slightly.&nbsp; <br><br>The knock at the door startled her out of her thoughts.&nbsp; She glanced to the front door, half expecting to see Jason standing there.&nbsp; Abby felt the blood in her body run cold seeing who was actually standing there.&nbsp; <br><br>"Stay here."&nbsp; She commanded Jordan, not entirely sure what the unexpected visit was about.&nbsp; <br><br>Getting up off of the floor, she smoothed her hands through her hair, and tugged her clothing back into place.&nbsp; Walking brusquely to the door, she opened it slowly, smiling at the gentleman standing there.&nbsp; <br><br>"Chairman....."&nbsp; She greeted him with a slight bow of her head.&nbsp; "To what do I owe the honor of your visit?"&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 19:00:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/07/08/johnslatteryx-large.jpg)</div><br>He nodded as she explained, reaching for a tissue to wipe the evidence of his seed from her cheek, her hair, taking care of her gently as she explained the kiss.&nbsp; "Why would you ever do that when it can feel so... amazing?" he asked, shaking his head.&nbsp; He shook his head, stroking her cheek again, then leaning for another long, grateful kiss.&nbsp; <br><br>Jordan nodded, although he slipped himself away, stepping back into a hallway and out of view.&nbsp; He seemed to sense her nervousness, and she could smell his own.<br><br>The Chairman was an enigma.&nbsp; From what she could sense, he'd never seemed anything more than perfectly human, but somehow the populace of the Court heeded him, respected him - and possibly feared him.&nbsp; It had never seemed to be the result of anything she'd witnessed or heard - just a dread that many seemed to bear about the tidings he sometimes brought.<br><br>He stood in the doorway, unflanked by any guards, and smiled back at her.<br><br>"Abigail," he said with a nod.&nbsp; "You should have Jordan get home.&nbsp; I might be here a while, and I have things to say you might not wish him to be privy too."<br><br>He gestured to the doorway.<br><br>"May I come in?&nbsp; I have... news."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 21:59:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>It didn't surprise Abby in the slightest that he knew Jordan was in her house.&nbsp; If there was one thing she caught onto quickly was that The Chairman knew everything that went on.&nbsp; <br><br>She winced inwardly, automatically assuming that if he had news, it couldn't be good. <br><br>Abby turned around, spotting Jordan easily as he stood in the shadows and offered him a small smile.&nbsp; "Jordan, your father is probably worried sick."&nbsp; She said, trying not to sound as worried as she felt.&nbsp; "You should probably find him and let him know you are okay.&nbsp; I'll be along as soon as I'm done here....promise."&nbsp; <br><br>She motioned for him to exit through the front door, while motioning for The Chairman to enter. <br><br>"Please."&nbsp; Abby nodded, moving out of the way so that he could step into her home.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 02:55:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/07/08/johnslatteryx-large.jpg)</div><br>The Chairman lingered outside the door, a long wool coat hanging down to his knees kept close around his body.&nbsp; Jordan nodded when she suggested that he get back, taking just a moment to let his gaze linger on her.<br><br>"Of course," he nodded.&nbsp; "Thank you.&nbsp; Soon."&nbsp; His eyes searched hers for just a moment longer, than he slipped towards the back door that they'd come in by.&nbsp; She could hear his heartbeat pause on the back deck, but then he moved on, heading home.<br><br>Only when he'd finally done so the Chairmen step inside her home.&nbsp; <br><br>"Julien issued us an ultimatum two hours ago," said the Chairmen, softly.&nbsp; "He claims to know where the Court is, and that he will raise an army to bring to down brick by brick if he has to.&nbsp; I expect he might already have spies in the area - though I can attest he has none inside the Court."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 03:09:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby gave Jordan a reassuring smile, nodding her head that everything would be okay.&nbsp; <br><br>She watched as the Chairman came inside, her apprehension growing by the second.&nbsp; Her worst fears were realized the moment he spoke, her world feeling like it was collapsing around her.&nbsp; Her body went numb, and sank into the chair that was behind her.&nbsp; <br><br>Pale skin turned a ghostly shade of white and her hands started to visibly shake.&nbsp; Several long moments ticked by, the silence seemed to stretch on and on as she struggled to find words.&nbsp; <br><br>"I have to move....."&nbsp; She murmured quietly, knowing all too well how Julien was, and not wanting to put anyone in the Court at risk.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 03:28:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/07/08/johnslatteryx-large.jpg)</div><br>He watched her sink into the chair, and frowned, shaking his head as she began to shiver.&nbsp; "No..." he said, with a shake of his head.&nbsp; "You don't.&nbsp; Carlos Reyes claims this little slice of California under his authority, and hasn't consented to allow Julien or his army into his territory.&nbsp; Since I'm fairly sure those two crossed swords sometime back in the Middle Ages, I doubt Carlos is going to view this as anything but a direct attack on his sovereignty.&nbsp; That'd go poorly for Julien.&nbsp; Carlos has standing treaties of non-aggression all up and down the West Coast, and ... they've been in California since the time of the conquistador."&nbsp; He smiled lightly.&nbsp; "Julien'll have to swallow his pride and <em>ask</em> permission from an old rival - or he'll have to gather up enough elder vampires&nbsp; and sell them on the idea of what a great idea a war between West Coast and East is."<br><br>He settled into the chair across from her.&nbsp; "Your ex-husband doesn't strike me as having that kind of charisma.&nbsp; Or humility."<br><br>He crossed his legs, regarding her for a moment.&nbsp; "I wouldn't have promised you sanctuary if I couldn't give it, Abigail.&nbsp; I'm telling you this because for the next few weeks, I wouldn't put it past Julien to try to slip an older vampire outside our walls with orders to try to carry you off in the night.&nbsp; I don't want you to move.&nbsp; We haven't yet <em>begun</em> to fight, and we're far from helpless here.&nbsp; There's a hundred different people who all go bump in the night, here, Abigail.&nbsp; All of them have some skeleton in the closet, and the only protection we have is one another.&nbsp; If we start selling each other down the river the moment someone makes a threat, the whole idea goes to hell."<br><br>He paused.&nbsp; "Metaphorically.&nbsp; The Covenanant doesn't... literally send you there.&nbsp; That's just for extreme breaches."&nbsp; It was impossible to say if he was joking or not, but there seemed some glimmer of amusement in his eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 04:18:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby nearly choked at the thought of Julien having to swallow his pride and ask for anything.&nbsp; "Yeah.....that will happen when hell freezes over...."&nbsp; She snarked, knowing her ex husband would rather die first.&nbsp; <br><br>She listened as he spoke, her fear and anxiety lessening more and more.&nbsp; "I'm sorry sir."&nbsp; Abby apologized about her rush to judgement in wanting to move.&nbsp; "I'm just so used to having to always be on the run."&nbsp; She wasn't used to having a safe haven.&nbsp; Wasn't used to having people that would help her, or that would stand up to Julien.&nbsp; There weren't many creatures that would put themselves between her and his wrath.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you...."&nbsp; She whispered, and meant it with every fiber of her being.&nbsp; "I....don't know what to say other than thank you."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 07:10:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/07/08/johnslatteryx-large.jpg)</div><br>The Chairman smiled.&nbsp; "He's been weakened by your leaving him.&nbsp; Having another elder so obviously under his thumb gave him a great deal of clout... much of vampire 'respect' is based upon a subtext of fear.&nbsp; So there's a great deal I imagine he might be willing to consider... one only survives so long when the sharks are circling, and Julien has his own enemies."<br><br>He nodded, and reached forward and patted her hand.&nbsp; "It's alright.&nbsp; We'll look out for you.&nbsp; And there are ways that <em>you</em> can look out for us," he promised.&nbsp; <br><br>He leaned forward and smiled.&nbsp; "Just say that you'll become a part of this community," he promised.&nbsp; "Everyone here has things they're hiding from, things they're running from.&nbsp; We'll need to stand together, or we should all go running back.&nbsp; Stand without fear."&nbsp; His eyes studied hers for a time.<br><br>"I was actually thinking of taking the offensive," he added.&nbsp; "But I wasn't sure... how you felt about your sire."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 16:01:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br><em>Stand without fear...</em><br><br>The words echoed in her head.&nbsp; Abigail never thought she would be able to do such a thing, especially where Julien was concerned.&nbsp; But here it seemed she might be able to make a stand against him.&nbsp; <br><br>Her mind drifted to Jason and Jordan for a moment, and Abby already knew she would defend either or both of them until her last breath.&nbsp; The thought of Julien harming either of them in some way set her blood afire.&nbsp; Her eyes returned to the Chairman and smiled at him gratefully.&nbsp; "I am already on my way to being part of the community."&nbsp; Her spirit already feeling lighter than it had in centuries.&nbsp; "Anything I can ever do to help anyone here, all you need do is ask and I will do everything within my power."&nbsp; <br><br>She quirked a dark brow at him, her curious nature wondering what sort of offense he would take against Julien.&nbsp; "What did you have in mind?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 16:24:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/07/08/johnslatteryx-large.jpg)</div><br>He studied her, when she was lost in thought for a time, and finally nodded.&nbsp; "Good," he said, as she promised she was already becoming part of the community.&nbsp; He smiled as she seemed to feel lighter, and leaned in when she offered her help with anyone who was present.<br><br>"What about someone not present, yet?&nbsp; Would you be willing to help them?"&nbsp; He cocked his head.&nbsp; "I was contacted by someone who turns eighteen in a week.&nbsp; I don't plan to act until then, but with your help, I think we could... extract her without incident."&nbsp; He frowned.&nbsp; "I suspect if she tried to run on her own she wouldn't survive the experience."<br><br>He regarded her for a long while, watching her eyebrow raise slowly.&nbsp; "Nothing, until he does more than issue threats.&nbsp; But if he tries to take real action, and we have proof enough to justify ourselves - lure him and kill him."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 16:40:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Without even knowing the girl, Abby felt a connection with her.&nbsp; "Absolutely."&nbsp; Abby nodded without a moment's hesitation. "I'll do whatever I can."&nbsp; She could only imagine what sort of situation the girl was in, but if it was bad enough that she was willing to risk her life to be out of it, then she would help her in any way that she could.&nbsp; <br><br>Her palor turned pale again, the Chairman's words reverberating in her head.&nbsp; <em>Kill him....</em> She couldn't imagine a world without him.&nbsp; He was her sire, her ex husband, and the bane of her existence.&nbsp; If he were dead.....no more hiding, no more looking over her shoulder, no more fear....&nbsp; <br><br>She nodded her head, unable to speak for several moments.&nbsp; "Agreed."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 17:07:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/07/08/johnslatteryx-large.jpg)</div><br>He nodded, smiling slightly.&nbsp; "Good," he said softly.&nbsp; "Would you mind if she stays here for a time?&nbsp; We don't properly have a place for her to stay, and it may be a while before she can afford something on her own.&nbsp; And... given what she'd been through, I think she might be more comfortable staying with another woman."&nbsp; He paused, fingers stroking over his chin.&nbsp; "The girl - Rachel - is a <em>Dione.</em>&nbsp; A kind of oracle.&nbsp; She can foresee the future of anyone she has sex with, consensual or... otherwise.&nbsp; The vampire that's keeping her has been using her abilities to help advance himself within vampiric politics.&nbsp; She's... otherwise a perfectly ordinary mortal."<br><br>He let her lose herself in her thoughts, in what a world with Julien might be like.&nbsp; He was old, to be sure, and powerful - he'd been the epicenter of her life for a long time, and he knew that simply imagining a world without the man who'd once been the whole of it was hard to imagine.<br><br>"Good," he said softly.&nbsp; "I'm... sorry I missed your housewarming.&nbsp; Unavoidable," he apologized, rising and reaching into the wool coat he'd worn.&nbsp; He reached into it and drew out a framed piece of vellum.&nbsp; On it was <em>Der Vampir,</em> a poem written two and a half centuries prior by a Hungarian, Heinrich Ossenfelder.&nbsp; It was considered one of the oldest pieces of literature on the vampire - at least in Western society.<br><br>The poem appeared to be written by hand, in Hungarian.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Der Vampir</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mein liebes Mägdchen glaubet<br>Beständig steif und feste,<br>An die gegebnen Lehren<br>Der immer frommen Mutter;<br>Als Völker an der Theyse<br>An tödtliche Vampiere<br>Heyduckisch feste glauben.<br>Nun warte nur Christianchen,<br>Du willst mich gar nicht lieben;<br>Ich will mich an dir rächen,<br>Und heute in Tockayer<br>Zu einem Vampir trinken.<br>Und wenn du sanfte schlummerst,<br>Von deinen schönen Wangen<br>Den frischen Purpur saugen.<br>Alsdenn wirst du erschrecken,<br>Wenn ich dich werde küssen<br>Und als ein Vampir küssen:<br>Wenn du dann recht erzitterst<br>Und matt in meine Arme,<br>Gleich einer Todten sinkest<br>Alsdenn will ich dich fragen,<br>Sind meine Lehren besser,<br>Als deiner guten Mutter?<br><br>[My dear young maiden clingeth<br>Unbending. fast and firm<br>To all the long-held teaching<br>Of a mother ever true;<br>As in vampires unmortal<br>Folk on the Theyse's portal<br>Heyduck-like do believe.<br>But my Christine thou dost dally,<br>And wilt my loving parry<br>Till I myself avenging<br>To a vampire's health a-drinking<br>Him toast in pale tockay.<br>And as softly thou art sleeping<br>To thee shall I come creeping<br>And thy life's blood drain away.<br>And so shalt thou be trembling<br>For thus shall I be kissing<br>And death's threshold thou' it be crossing<br>With fear, in my cold arms.<br>And last shall I thee question<br>Compared to such instruction<br>What are a mother's charms?]</div></div><br>He gave a slight smile.&nbsp; "I should let you get some rest," he offered.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 17:18:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>"Of course she can stay here."&nbsp; Abby nodded, smiling at the thought of having someone other than her own thoughts for company.&nbsp; "I have plenty of room and would be glad to have her."&nbsp; Her mind immediately went into planning mode, making mental notes of what she would need to do and get to make Rachel's stay more comfortable.&nbsp; She felt for the girl.&nbsp; Getting her out of that situation was the most important thing.&nbsp; But once that was accomplished, the emotional and mental scars would need to be dealt with.&nbsp; <br><br>She stood up as he reached inside of his coat, taking the frame from him.&nbsp; Her fingers grazed lightly over the glass covered words, her eyes closing and tears springing to her eyes.&nbsp; Without asking for permission, she leaned in and kissed the Chairman's cheek softly.&nbsp; "Thank you......for everything...."&nbsp; Abby murmured, wiping away a wayward tear as it slipped down he cheek.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 17:33:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/07/08/johnslatteryx-large.jpg)</div><br>The Chairman nodded.&nbsp; "Well, that's settled then," he smiled.&nbsp; "One less thing on my to-do list."&nbsp; His eyes crinkled in an easy smile, and he chuckled as he saw her looking around and thinking on what she would need to do.&nbsp; He squeezed her shoulder, drawing her back from her internal calculations.<br><br>He frowned, ever so slightly when he saw the scarlet tears prick at the corners of her eyes, and when she leaned up to offer a kiss on his cheek, he wrapped an arm around her waist and gave her a soft squeeze.&nbsp; "Thank you for coming to us," he said, his voice soft and even.&nbsp; He smiled softly as she wiped away the wayward tear, leaving a slight sheen of blood across her cheek, and stepped back.<br><br>"I should get going," he said softly.&nbsp; "It's good to have you here, Abigail."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 17:45:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>"It's good to be here."&nbsp; She smiled, meaning every word of it.&nbsp; She had initially been skeptical of the place, wondering how much of a safe haven it could really be.&nbsp; But she was finding out that it was all that it had claimed to be and more.&nbsp; A safe haven.... <em>a home</em>.&nbsp; Neither of which she'd had in far far too long.&nbsp; <br><br>"Have a good night Sir."&nbsp; Abby murmured softly, watching him as he retreated down her driveway.&nbsp; <br><br>She remained in her house for a few more moments, hanging the framed poem in her foyer before she left.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby felt more at ease than she had in centuries, thinking that maybe.....just maybe....good things were coming her way.&nbsp; <br><br>With the business with the Chairman over, Abby now had to deal with another matter.&nbsp; <br><br>A heartbeat later she was standing once again on Jason's front porch, reaching out a finger to ring the doorbell.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 18:05:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He smiled at her, meeting her eyes for a long moment, then finally gave a lone nod.&nbsp; "It's good to have you.&nbsp; I'll come find you in the morning, Abigail."&nbsp; He reached and squeezed her hand, just once, then let it go and headed down the driveway, back to his other, mysterious business.<br><br>"You as well, Abigail."&nbsp; He turned on the driveway, waving back at her before slipping away.<br><br>She heard the doorbell - and the sudden barking of dog after dog, which drowned out the sounds of shouting that were coming from an upstairs bedroom.&nbsp; The argument between father and son broke off - though it seemed more focused on Jordan's disappearance than what Jordan had done with Abigail, thankfully.&nbsp; Jason opened the door, his leg blocking the enthusiastic Cobain from trying to rush out to greet her.&nbsp; "Back," he ordered them all, his voice snapping like a whip.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>He smiled up at her, then took a small sniff - and then the friendliness in his eyes became a glowing jealousy.&nbsp; He could smell his son's seed on her cheek, even after it been wiped off.&nbsp; The mere sight of him made her blood tingle with the notion that he was her 'alpha,' and gave her an utter certainty she'd just gotten his undivided attention.&nbsp; He looked up Jordan's bedroom, and then towards the descending moon.<br><br>"Your place," he growled.&nbsp; "Now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 18:27:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby immediately noticed the change in Jason, and knew that this wasn't going to be a fun conversation.&nbsp; <br><br>"Jason...."&nbsp; She began, ready to explain things, only to be cut off by his sharp words.&nbsp; She bristled slightly at the 'order' from him, her memories of being given orders not pleasant at all.&nbsp; <br><br>"Fine."&nbsp; She responded in a clipped tone, but following his orders none the less.&nbsp; Turning on her heel she began the short journey back to her house.&nbsp; She didn't have to look behind her to know that he was there, close on her heels.&nbsp; Abby could feel the intensity rolling off of him in waves, and knew that whatever would transpire at her house would be just as intense.&nbsp; <br><br>Opening the front door, she entered the house, waiting for Jason to enter behind her and then closed the door.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 18:55:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He noticed her bristling, swallowing himself, and gave one more glance up towards Jordan's bedroom - clearly he didn't want to have whatever this conversation was within earshot of his son.&nbsp; He stalked after her, waiting for her to get through the door, and the moment it had clicked closed behind him, she felt his hands on her waist, lifting and propelling her against the wall before his mouth found hers, hot and hungry.<br><br>He broke from the kiss with gritted teeth, his hands still keeping her off the ground, unaware of his own strength.<br><br>"I'm not a controlling man," he explained, the tendons of his neck standing out at the effort of restraint.&nbsp; "I won't tell you who you can and can't kiss, suck or fuck.&nbsp; But if you want to - be with me, or be whatever this is, or... "&nbsp; He broke off, kissing her again, teeth scraping over her lip.&nbsp; <br><br>"Or - whatever," he growled.&nbsp; "You have to understand I <em>am</em> a jealous man.&nbsp; I <em><strong>want</strong></em>[/b] you, Abigail.&nbsp; I want you so bad my blood boils.&nbsp; you show up smelling like my son, and all I want to do is tear off your clothes and savage you and <em>want</em> you."&nbsp; His eyes reflected moonlight, seeming to glow.&nbsp; "But I... need to know... what you want," he said, his teeth grit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 19:28:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She grunted loudly as Jason slammed her against the wall, her own passion mirroring his with the hot and hungry kiss.&nbsp; Her fingers gripped his shoulders, pulling him closer, her mouth devouring his in kind.&nbsp; <br><br>When he broke the kiss, her chest heaved with each indrawn breath, her eyes glowing in the darkness of the room.&nbsp; She groaned loudly as he kissed her again, a hiss of pleasure escaping her throat as his teeth scraped over her lips.&nbsp; <br><br>"I want you."&nbsp; She purred, wrapping her legs around him tighter, her arms slipping around his neck so that she could press herself against him further.&nbsp; "I want to <em>be</em> with you..."&nbsp; Abby murmured, brushing her lips softly against his.&nbsp; "But I cannot help what I am."&nbsp; She whispered, her eyes searching his intently.&nbsp; "I want this....whatever it is...I need it like I need blood to drink..."&nbsp; <br><br>She had no idea if he would be able to accept the fact that she wanted him, but would also find herself unable to help herself at times when it came to sex and feeding.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 19:36:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>His eyes glowed as she said she wanted him in kind, his body tensing as her legs wrapped around him.&nbsp; He felt the press of her soft body against his own, his muscles like cords of steel beneath her fingers.&nbsp; "That means... being in my pack," he warned.&nbsp; He ground against her through the too-thin yoga pants.&nbsp; "That means they'll fight me to have you.&nbsp; That means the girls will fight you - fuck you - do anything they can to prove dominance."&nbsp; He growled it into her ear.&nbsp; "I can't help what I am, either."<br><br>He trembled, holding himself at bay.&nbsp; "Join my pack," he offered.&nbsp; "Accept me as your Alpha.&nbsp; I'll deal with consequences."<br><br>He awaited her answer, his body still tense with his hunger, his need for her - but not willing to do more until he had her answer.&nbsp; It was clear, whatever her decision was, she didn't have long to make it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 20:03:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She stayed silent for a time, weighing her options carefully.&nbsp; She had no idea if a were pack would accept a vampire in their midst, but she would be lying if she said the idea didn't appeal to her.&nbsp; To be part of a pack.&nbsp; Part of a family again.....something she never thought to have again.&nbsp; <br><br>She was no weakling.&nbsp; An Elder vampire was no slouch when it came to strength and fighting, and from the sound of it, she was going to need all of that and then some if she was to be accepted.&nbsp; <br><br>But was that what she truly wanted?&nbsp; <br><br>Several silent moments passed before she answered him.&nbsp; Accepting him as her 'Alpha' meant accepting him as her 'lord and master', and the thought terrified her.&nbsp; Having someone rule over her again sent a shiver down her spine.&nbsp; But Jason was not like Julien.&nbsp; He wouldn't do that to her......she hoped.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby nodded her head slowly, accepting his terms.&nbsp; "Please don't make me regret giving you my trust...."&nbsp; She breathed, leaning in to kiss his lips softly.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 20:52:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He tensed while she considered, while her eyes searched his, the hunger rolling off of him in waves, the intensity making his eyes glow bright and blue as they held hers.&nbsp; He let out a breath he'd been holding, and when she answered, he gave a nod.<br><br>"I expect you to kill me if I do," he said, as if it were an obligation, a point of honor.&nbsp; He reached a hand to her mouth, then, running his thumb over her sharp incisor.&nbsp; The blood spackled her tongue, the roof of her mouth, and a moment later he drew the thumb from her mouth, tracing a crescent on her forehead.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>"Sie sind aus meinem Päckchen von meinem Blut<br>Wir stehen Sie als eine<br>Lassen Sie das stärkste uns führen<br>Lassen Sie die klügste, die uns leiten<br>Dem schnellsten Feed loesen<br>Lassen Sie die eifrigste uns warnen<br><br>Mein Leben für Ihr<br>Ihr Leben für meine<br>Und alle unsere Brüder und Schwestern<br>Heulen zusammen<br>Gemeinsam jagen<br>Gemeinsam bekämpfen<br>Paaren zusammen<br><br>Willkommen, Schwester."<br><br>The words were archaic German, older than the spoken language, tracing from an ancient dialect deep in the Black Forest.&nbsp; He said the words with reverence, and she felt a tingle suffuse her body - some part of her knew the bond he was making was not a thing which could be broken easily - if at all.&nbsp; But it wasn't a noose - it was a union, stretching both ways, binding them together rather than a relationship of mastery.&nbsp; He was the Alpha - but that didn't mean he would always be.&nbsp; The members of the pack came and went, but the pack lived on.<br><br>"Welcome, sister," he growled, repeating the last line in English, then lunged forward into a kiss.<br><br>[You are of my pack, of my blood<br>Let us stand as one<br>Let the strongest lead us<br>Let the wisest guide us<br>Let the fastest feed us<br>Let the keenest warn us<br><br>My life for yours<br>Your life for mine<br>And all our brothers and sisters <br>Howl together<br>Hunt together<br>Fight Together<br>Mate Together<br><br><br>Welcome, Sister.]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 21:39:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Her eyes closed as he recited the words, giving herself over to the ritual and accepting the bond made between them.&nbsp; She wasn't sure what to expect, had no idea what might happen.&nbsp; But as the words were spoken, Abby felt the heaviness she had carried with her for so long being lifted, it literally felt as if the weight of the world had been lifted off of her shoulders.&nbsp; <br><br>Pack.&nbsp; Family.&nbsp; <br><br>She felt connected to him in a way that was foreign to her.&nbsp; Her tie with Julien was that he was her Sire, her creator.&nbsp; He was her ruler.&nbsp; The bond with Jason was that of blood, family, of security, of life.&nbsp; She <em>belonged</em> somewhere.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby answered his kiss with one of her own, the intensity and wonder of the moment conveyed through her lips.&nbsp; She was his in both body and spirit, and that spirit felt more free than it ever had.&nbsp; Her body wrapped around his, clinging to him, pulling him closer, needing him to take her. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 22:02:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>His kiss matched her intensity, welcoming and chastising, the constrained desire erupting as she pulled him closer.&nbsp; He pulled her away from the wall, carrying her, his nose guiding him instinctively towards the smell of her bedroom.&nbsp; He pulled back and took the shirt from her waist, tossing it off and littering it on the floor, grinding at her through the yoga pants as he carried her.<br><br>It was easy to understand what he meant by the distinction between jealousy and control - he would never try to <em>stop</em> her from sleeping with another, but there was still a fierce possessiveness.&nbsp; She could <em>feel</em> what he was going to do - he would take her to her bed, take her in every way a woman could be taken, his instinct guiding him into her over and again until she'd been bathed in his sweat and his seed and his blood.&nbsp; The urgency of it was intense; he was taking steps four at a time, jostling her between kisses.<br><br>He finally reached the door of the bedroom, not even looking around as he tossed her back towards the bed.&nbsp; He caught the ankles of the yoga pants, pulling them from her in midflight, then bounding after her towards the bed, pouncing upon her and bearing her down towards the bed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 22:31:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>The trip up the stairs seemed to take forever, the intense hunger inside of her, the need to be naked and beneath him overwhelming.&nbsp; Her mouth stayed fastened to his, coaxing and teasing, urging him to more and more passion. <br><br>Abby let out a rather undignified squeak as Jason tossed her toward the bed.&nbsp; It wasn't that she was afraid of being hurt, just that the movement was so unexpected that it startled her.&nbsp; <br><br>There was little time to recover from that before Jason's body was covering hers, and she welcomed his weight quite willingly.&nbsp; Her hands clawed at his jeans, desperate to have him naked and inside of her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Off...."&nbsp; She demanded between kisses, growling at the denim in frustration.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 22:55:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>Jason's weight only settled on her for a moment, then he was catching her hip, rolling her onto her belly.&nbsp; Her sharp nails left slashes in his jeans, but the only protest he mounted another gutteral growl.&nbsp; He ran a hand into her hair, catching it and dragging it back to bare her neck, and she heard his own claws at work on his jeans as he slashed them open, just as eager to be inside of her.&nbsp; His teeth raked over her neck, hard enough to draw blood of his own, then his strength was bearing down on her, his thighs parting hers while he plunged into her.&nbsp; <br><br>He knew her teeth hungered for him, and he fought her for it, pulling back even as he rode her, using the tug of her hair to keep free of her fangs.&nbsp; He was going to leave her desperate for a taste of him, panting and on the edge of her own hungers before he offered it, and in the mean time he distracted with the pump of his shaft deep inside of her, taking her as roughly as he had on the island, slamming her hips own into the bed and reaching to roughly cup her breasts while he rode her.&nbsp; Need coupled with jealousy, the savagery he took her with as much a 'welcome' to the pack as it was a product of how the smell of his adopted son on her flesh still incensed him and drove him mad.<br><br>She was going to be covered with the scent of him, soon.&nbsp; She could feel the need to mark her as <em>his</em> rolling off of him in waves.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 23:51:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby struggled to turn around, wanting to taste him, <em>needing</em> to sink her fants into his flesh.&nbsp; Her hunger for him only increased since the ritual to bring her into his pack and she felt as if she might die if she didn't get to taste him soon. <br><br>She hissed feeling his hand fist into her hair, a growl of frustration rumbling up her throat as he held her in place with his own body.&nbsp; "Jason...."&nbsp; Abby breathed, pressing against him, trying to push him off so she could turn around.&nbsp; But even as she pressed back, Jason plunged himself deep inside of her, and thoughts of turning around vanished for the moment.&nbsp; Abby whimpered with pleasure, her hips pressing backward as he thrust forward, the sound of her ass cheeks slapping against his groin echoing in the room around them.&nbsp; <br><br>A low throaty groan vibrated up from her chest as Jason scraped his teeth across her neck, her head moving off to the side even more, offering more of herself to him.&nbsp; It was primal and instinctual, the intensity only growing with each thrust of his hips.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes....yes.....Yes...."&nbsp; Abby panted, grinding herself against him, urging him to thrust harder and faster.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>04-02-2013, 00:29:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He kept his hand in her hair, keeping a tight hold on it, watching the scrape on her neck disappear as rapidly as how own healed.&nbsp; He gave a growl, sinking his teeth back into her neck, pinning her as his hips continued to plow her hard into the mattress.&nbsp; She could feel the entire bed shaking under the power of their coupling, though for a moment it seemed as if the entire world might be shaking.&nbsp; She could feel the hard muscles of his back, his sweat and musk rubbing across her skin.&nbsp; <br><br>His hips continued to slap against her hips, his entire chest rumbling against her spin with a low, possessive growl.&nbsp; She felt his hands pinch hard at her nipples, before he pressed her back against the silken sheets, dragging her sensitive skin across the material in the frenzy of his thrusts.&nbsp; Her gave her hair a jerk, teeth digging in harder.&nbsp; His arm suddenly wrapped around her mouth, keeping his forearm clear of her nose.&nbsp; But she could feel the tremble of blood pulsing through the inside of his elbow, as she crooned out her ecstasy.<br><br>"Drink," he growled, his hammering rhythm continuing to rush her against the mattress.&nbsp; The words lashed at her ears, before his teeth scraped across her neck again.&nbsp; "Taste me.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>04-02-2013, 01:12:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She arched like a cat against him, pressing the entirety of her back against his chest.&nbsp; Her head arched backward, the back of her head bouncing against his shoulder.&nbsp; Abby's entire body bounced forward with each pump of his hips, her sounds of pleasure increasing in volume with each thrust.&nbsp; <br><br>"Please...."&nbsp; Abby begged, not knowing exactly what she was begging for.&nbsp; She wanted to taste him, wanted to feel the warmth of his blood flow into her body.&nbsp; But she also needed to climax.&nbsp; Pleasure coiled inside of her, tighter and tighter like a spring ready to break, and she honestly didn't know how much more she could take before exploding with need and want.&nbsp; <br><br>She whimpered loudly at the feel of his teeth sinking into her skin, her mouth going dry with the need to taste him the same way.&nbsp; "I can't....I need...."&nbsp; Abby mewled, bucking and writhing against him, her body matching the frenzy of his.&nbsp; <br><br>The second the words were out of his mouth, Abby grabbed hold of his arm with her teeth, the sharp incisors digging deep into his flesh.&nbsp; The moment his blood touched her tongue, her body exploded with pleasure, spasm after spasm causing her body to convulse and quiver.&nbsp; <br><br>She continued to drink even as the intensity of the orgasm caused her to tremble against him.&nbsp; She could taste his pleasure, the warm delicious pheromone filled blood surging through her body, intensifying her own pleasure.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>04-02-2013, 03:31:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>His fingers were like claws in her hair, snarling it and pulling it back harder with each thrust.&nbsp; He bowed her body, pleased to find her strength matched his own, that the pain was only an aphrodisiac, and he pressed closer with each furious moment. his skin and sweat and pheromones lathing her.&nbsp; The rumble in his chest, the low growl only intensified at 'please,' and he made a noise, nearly a snarl as he pounded her again, the word like a match to an accelerant soaked bonfire.&nbsp; The whimpers in her throat only made it worse; the cries of need, the pleading driving his frenzy to new heights as his body mastered her hungers.<br><br>He roared at her bloodlust, as her teeth sunk into his veins, as the wild and primal life essence suffused her again, as it tore through her system like the pleasure that ripped through them both.&nbsp; His arm locked hard around her mouth, keeping it in place as he plunged in and out of her.&nbsp; She could feel his climax matching her own, feel his body shiver and tremble and shoot and clench and shudder within her.&nbsp; But even as she drank, his pleasure continued to tear through him. seed coming as endlessly as the blood seemed to.&nbsp; Even as her body tried to drink himdry, the primal essence his very beign was tapped into seemed never to run dry.&nbsp; <br><br>Neither did the equally primal essence flowing from hiss shaft.&nbsp; She felt him pull out, felt his seed spatter her sex, her buttocks, her backside.&nbsp; It rained down on her, then she felt the massive organ press between her buttocks, parting her ass and driving into it with the same ferocity he'd taken her womanhood moments ago.&nbsp; As she drank, he trembled, his shaft still pouring seed inside of her as he claimed her in a wholly new way.&nbsp; Her every tremble of pleasure, her every gulp of his hot essence didn't diminish him - it only fueled her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>04-02-2013, 16:26:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby tore her mouth away from his arm, her head arching back as she hissed with raw primal pleasure.&nbsp; Blood stained teeth glimmered in the moonlight of her bedroom, the crimson liquid painting her lips.&nbsp; She gasped for air, her body still shuddering from the aftershocks of her orgasm.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd just finished drinking her fill, her body and her blood lust completely sated, and yet Abby still found herself hungering for more.&nbsp; She felt wild and free, <em>alive</em>.&nbsp; His blood infused her body, filling and sustaining her, nourishing her body and spirit.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby moaned, feeling the hot and sticky essence of him coating her rump, thinking that the pleasure was over for the moment.&nbsp; She was about to plead him for more when she felt the head of his cock pressing against her ass.&nbsp; Without a second thought, she pressed herself back against him, not stopping until her ass cheeks were once against pressed against his groin.&nbsp; She wriggled her ass against him teasingly, closing her eyes and moaning with renewed pleasure.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 00:18:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He groaned as she pulled free, the immediacy of ecstasy relieved by the removal of the kiss - but rather than flop back, sated, he simply sank into the savagery of continuing to take her.&nbsp; Even knowing he'd filled her with his essence, he'd covered her backside and filled her sex with seed, it didn't diminish the jealous impulse to claim, to mark her for all the world to know she was his.&nbsp; <br><br>He loosed her hair and the bloody arm from around her mouth, drawing up to his full height as she sank her ass onto him and wiggled teasingly.&nbsp; He ran his hands from her shoulder down to her spine, to the the small of her back.&nbsp; His hands smeared the sweat and seed and spatter of blood across her back, fingers trailing through it before he caught her hips.<br><br>"Like that, do you?" he growled as her cheeks tightened around him.&nbsp; He drew back and then powered deep, curious to feel how she enjoyed him taking her rear when she wasn't in the throes of the kiss.&nbsp; His own frenzy seemed to have tempered - at least for now.&nbsp; The intensity still rolled off of him in waves, but like climax it would ebb and peak again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 01:23:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She stretched like a cat in front of him, her ass up in the air, her head down on the mattress, her back bowed sensuously.&nbsp; Her breasts pressed against silken sheets, the soft smooth feel of them them teasing her nipples, causing her to groan with pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby stayed in that position for a short time, her body relaxing against his even as he thrust himself into her ass again and again.&nbsp; The tempo was less frenzied, but it was no less intense.&nbsp; A deep rumble crept up her throat, something between a growl and a purr, her body moving in time with his thrusts.&nbsp; <br><br>Slowly she rose up off of the bed, pressing her entire back up against his chest.&nbsp; Abby ground herself against him, her head leaning back to rest on his shoulder.&nbsp; She reached a hand down to grasp his wrist, bringing his hand up to her mouth.&nbsp; Her tongue darted out to slide up and down his fingers, licking them clean of blood and his seed.&nbsp; She sucked his middle and ring finger into her mouth, using her lips and her tongue to was them clean.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 02:17:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He let her rise up, after long moments enjoying the sight of her sinuous curves, of the offering of her rear, before she curled back up on him.&nbsp; As the tangle of midnight hair tossed over his shoulder, he slid a hand around to her belly, up and over her full breasts, pressing himself against her when she ground back against him.&nbsp; He watched her, eyes feral and lupine, sliding slowly in and out of her tight walls while she slid her fingers around his hand, and brought it up to her mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>He watched with hooded eyes, his chest still rumbling in a growl behind her, and he sank his teeth into her collar as she licked his fingers.&nbsp; There was a harder, rougher thrust than those which had come before, and another as she began to clean blood and seed and sweat from his fingertips.&nbsp; She felt his hand tighten on her breast, then slide up over her chest.&nbsp; She felt the claws of his hand sink into her chest, just over the breastbone - his hand had changed, becoming powerful and more muscular, and the claws sank deep, pinning her back against him while his hips drove in and out of her.&nbsp; The lines of scarlet ran down over her curves, between the valley of her chest, along down the line of her flat belly.&nbsp; His nostrils flared at the smell of her blood, the frenzy starting to rise within him again as he worked to press himself faster, harder, deeper.<br><br>He turned slightly, running his nose against her shoulder, then into the tangle of her hair.&nbsp; His hand slipped up her body, to her neck, grabbing and tightening - she felt his entire body tense, the thrum of pleasure ripping through him, as he neared his own climax.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 04:39:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She moaned against his fingers as his teeth sank into her shoulder, the pleasure and pain swirling together,&nbsp; both tangled together where she didn't know where one ended and the other began.&nbsp; Each of his thrusts was met with a satisfied grunt from her, urging him to take her harder and faster.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby's back arched away from his stomach, pressing the fullness of her breast more firmly against his hand, her own hand moving up to rest over the back of his, her fingers stroking up and down the length of his fingers.&nbsp; Her eyes closed, her head bobbing against his shoulder with each hard thrust of his hips.&nbsp; <br><br>There was a small hiss of pain as his claws dug into her flesh, followed quickly by a low shuddering groan, her body writhing against his with growing need.&nbsp; She could feel the warmth of the blood as the crimson drops slid down the front of her body, the sight and smell of it only increasing the intensity of her passion.&nbsp; <br><br>She slid her free hand down the front of her body, long delicate fingers smearing the blood across her belly as they moved lower and lower.&nbsp; Her fingers disappeared between parted thighs, slipping between her nether lips to stroke and tease the bud hidden there.&nbsp; <br><br>She could feel the pleasure building within him, almost as if it were her own, a whimper of need escaping her lips.&nbsp; Abby pressed against him, meeting his thrusts halfway, answering his intensity with her own.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 01:51:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>Every thrust began to come harder and faster, needing little encouragement on his part.&nbsp; She had the sense his notion of 'being gentle' really was taking her slowly for the first time that he'd slipped inside of her perfectly curved rear.&nbsp; But at her satisfied grunts, at the tremble of passion, at the gentle strokes of her fingers which seemed in harmonious counterpoint to the growing urgency of his own need.&nbsp; <br><br>His hand slid over her chest, squeezing, the limits of his restraint tested and challenged when her hand slid over her own shed blood and down between her legs.&nbsp; She could feel his blood coursing faster and faster through his body, behind her, his heart beginning to hammer - <br><br>Then she was aloft in the air, her feet dangling while she pressed between her thighs.&nbsp; His thrusts were suddenly raw, urgent - letting loose his primal ferocity and beginning to slide her up and down on his length while his strength kept her airborn, e was just enough taller that her long legs and the tips of her toes couldn't reach the ground if she'd wanted to, and he growled behind her, the rumble in his chest banking for a moment before losing as a throaty roar behind her.&nbsp; He surged forward, pinning her against the wall above her bed, his shaft starting to pump heat into her backside.&nbsp; <br><br>"Abby," he growled his body convulsing, his hips jerking into her rear.&nbsp; She felt him fighting for control, for a moment felt his hands, his forearms grow larger as he fought back a change - then his shaft followed suit, stretching her and pressing even deeper for the last few savage strokes as his climax held him.<br><br>He pressed against her, gasping, the change receding, and clung to her, his body sheened in sweat, pinning her to the wall as the last few shots of his seed emptied inside of her.<br><br>"Oh, Abby," he groaned again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 03:47:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby could do little more than hang onto him as he had her in such a position there was nothing else to hang onto.&nbsp; No where for her to gain any sort of purchase on anything around her.&nbsp; <br><br>She moaned and writhed against him, feeling her own climax building in time with his own.&nbsp; Her breath came in short heavy pants, groans and mewls of pleasure escaping her parted lips.&nbsp; Fingers grasped at his forearms, not for balance, but so she could feel him and he her.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby felt his body changing beneath her fingertips, felt him struggling for control.&nbsp; Knowing that he was trying so hard to keep from hurting her only served to increase the pleasure for her.&nbsp; <br><br>She wailed with pleasure, a shrill haunting sound that echoed off the walls around them, her smaller body shivering and quaking with her own release.&nbsp; Spasm after spasm rocked her body, her cheek resting against the wall in front of her as he pressed her tightly against it.&nbsp; <br><br>She gasped for air, her lungs sucking in as much air as possible with each indrawn breath.&nbsp; "Jason....."&nbsp; Abby murmured, a smile of contentment curving her lips.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 06:02:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He quivered against her, still buried deep isnide her, leaning his head back for a moment and letting out a long breath.&nbsp; He slowly pulled himself out of her, his length sliding free, then simply leaned back, falling on her bed with a bounce that made his shaft smack against his belly, dragging her back in a tumble to land beside him.<br><br>"Damn, Abby," he chuckled.&nbsp; "I think our packs going to have a new alpha female, you keep this up."&nbsp; He grinned over at her, stroking fingers through her hair, then tilting her chin to take a long kiss&nbsp; He rested for a minute, sinking into kiss after kiss.&nbsp; The smell of his son on her cheek still lingered, but at least the smell of blood and sex and sweat seemed to be overpowering it for the moment.&nbsp; <br><br>He slid a hand along her hip, over her side, squeezing a breast for a moment and then pulling back from the kiss with a groan.&nbsp; "Damn," he groaned.&nbsp; He curled her close, his fires banked but not abated, sinking into more kisses.&nbsp; He broke with a small smile.&nbsp; "How is it I've fucked you for hours, taken you into my pack, and I don't think we've had a five minute conversation yet?"&nbsp; His eyes twinkled.&nbsp; "Is this how all the werewolf boys make you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 15:14:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby let out a squeak of surprise when he pulled her down onto the bed with him, giggling happily and snuggling up against him.&nbsp; Her fingers trailed lightly over his body as they kissed, not to entice or tease, more because she couldn't <em>not</em> touch him.&nbsp; Being close to him, and touching him felt as if it were something she needed to survive.&nbsp; As vital to her as blood.&nbsp; <br><br>She pulled back from the kiss at his question and swatted at him playfully.&nbsp; "We have too had conversation!"&nbsp; Abby huffed indignantly.&nbsp; "We talked about coffee.....and um....dogs..."&nbsp; She said in defense of their conversation, a mock stern expression on her face.&nbsp; Though she couldn't hold it for very long and burst into another fit of giggles, melting against him as he reigned down more kisses.&nbsp; <br><br>A contented sigh escaped her lips when he once again broke the kisses to catch a breath.&nbsp; Her fingers slid up the outside of his arm, tracing the muscles of his bicep and continued higher.&nbsp; Her eyes looked away from his face for a moment, watching her fingers as they worked their way up and over his shoulder, across his collar bone.&nbsp; As with all of her species, she focused on the pulse point of his neck, her delicate fingers circling the warm pulsating spot, a look of awe and wonder on her face.&nbsp; He was absolutely magnificent, and she was so lucky to be part of his life.&nbsp; <br><br>"I don't know."&nbsp; Abby admitted honestly to his question.&nbsp; "I've never been around a werewolf before you."&nbsp; She murmured softly, finally bringing her eyes up to meet his.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 18:27:19</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He gave an easy laugh when she swatted at him playfully.&nbsp; He slid over her body, curling his knees up to her side and laying over her hips, his elbow braced over one side, giving her a delightful view of his chest.&nbsp; His laugh made his chest shake.&nbsp; "True, true," he agreed.&nbsp; "So...maybe all together we've made it five minutes."&nbsp; He smiled easily when she burst into giggles, running a hand up her flat belly, where the sheen of her smeared blood still lingered.<br><br>"You have a great laugh," he said softly, after more kisses.<br><br>He watched the finger that traced him, and took it as an opportunity to do the same, running his fingers over the flat line that ran from belly button to throat, over her trim abs and up between the generous valley of her breasts.&nbsp; He slid his hand back down, over her heart, where she could feel it beating in her chest, all on its own.&nbsp; He smiled softly at the feel of the heart beat, running a thumb over the supple flesh of her breast - not an intention to tease on his part, either, but to get used to her skin, her softness.<br><br>"Never?" he said softly, his eyebrow raising in surprise.&nbsp; He gave a chuckle, and shook his head, surprised.&nbsp; "There's a whole war going on," he pointed out, biting at his lip for a moment, but somehow he chose to believe her anyway.&nbsp; <br><br>He slid forward then, his chest running over her belly, her breasts, as his arms slid around her back and pressed her against his body.&nbsp; A semi-rigid cock brushed against her as well, but he seemed content to ignore it for a time, instead leaning in to kiss her.&nbsp; Those bright blue eyes closed as his mouth met hers, held hers.&nbsp; He was a good kisser, and this time it was slow, luxuriant, appreciative of her femininity without <em>taking</em> so forcefully as he had before.&nbsp; He broke from the kiss and let her taste his breath, his lips still touching hers, his mouth open.&nbsp; His eyes were half closed, but still studied her eyes, her cheeks, the frame of her dark hair.<br><br>Then he caught another whiff of his son's scent, and sat up slightly.&nbsp; "Let's take a shower," he said, his voice soft, his hands slipping around hers.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 20:33:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br>She laughed again, biting her bottom lip to help contain the sound and the wide grin that spread across her lips.&nbsp; She couldn't remember the last time she'd laughed or smiled this much.&nbsp; "Thank you."&nbsp; Abby remarked, feeling a flush rise up to her cheeks.&nbsp; "It's been a while since I've laughed."&nbsp; <br><br>She sighed happily, her body shifting this way and that beneath his touch, pressing more of whatever part he was currently touching against his hands.&nbsp; If she had been a cat she would have been purring with utter and complete contentment.&nbsp; She happily accepted kiss after kiss, thinking to herself that she could probably survive just on his kisses alone.&nbsp; <br><br>When he rolled over her, she automatically brought her hands up to his chest, sliding the pads of her fingers across his pectoral muscles and down over his abs to trace circles around his belly button.&nbsp; <br><br>She nodded her head again in answer to his question about the werewolves.&nbsp; "I....um.....well, let's just say that my life up to this point hasn't been exactly.....normal...."&nbsp; She suddenly felt very small as she lay there beneath him, trying not to let thoughts of her past ruin the goodness of the moment.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby was thankful for the change in subject, and the thought of getting Jason in the shower was too good to pass up.&nbsp; "What a wonderful idea."&nbsp; She cooed, slipping out from beneath him to saunter her blood and sweat stained naked self to the adjoining bathroom.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 20:58:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He returned her smile, his own almost boyish.&nbsp; It was easy and unaffected - there were signs of age and troubles around his eyes, but they seemed to melt when he smiled, when he laughed.&nbsp; "Well, I like it."&nbsp; The corner of his mouth turned up, and he slid a hand to her cheek, admiring her beauty when she was smiling.&nbsp; It was a wholly different thing, softer in a way he couldn't put into words.&nbsp; <br><br>He liked the way she moved beneath his hands, the way she seemed to long for more of his touch, sensual or otherwise.&nbsp; The stubble of his cheek, the growth of beard tickled at her belly when he leaned down to give it a soft kiss again, lips pressing against the skin for a moment, tasting her and then drawing up.&nbsp; He liked the way she touched him, too, the way she seemed only to dare the tips of her fingers.&nbsp; He slid the rest of the way up her, a reminder of the first time he'd taken her atop the island, then sighed and pulled himself away.<br><br>He nodded.&nbsp; "I'm pretty sure that's on the housing application," he agreed.&nbsp; But he could sense her discomfort, her welcome at the change of subject, and when she slipped out from under him, he gave a chuckle.&nbsp; He lingered in the bed a moment, watching the sway of her hips, the way blood and sweat and seed was still smeared across her back like an artist's canvas.&nbsp; He pushed himself out of bed, giving her buttock a squeeze on the way to the shower, then slipping an arm around her waist and hoisting her into the air for a moment before setting her down on the tile.<br><br>"Twenty questions?" he offered.&nbsp; "Get to know... more about each other?&nbsp; You ask me something, I ask you something... we wash each other up, and then take each other back to bed?"<br><br>His arm slipped from her waist, the hard, rough hand sliding back up her back, then higher around her ribs, pulling her back against his chest again, enjoying the press of skin and the feel of her against his body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 22:38:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby squeaked and laughed as she once again found herself hoisted up into the air.&nbsp; "You like manhandling me don't you?"&nbsp; She chuckled, letting out a happy sigh as he pulled her back against him.&nbsp; Her body melted against his, soft curves molding perfectly against hard muscle.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching out with both hands, she turned on the water and adjusted the temperature, the large shower head raining steamy water down on them.&nbsp; Leaning back against him once more, she rested the back of her head against his shoulder, smiling and closing her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the hot water and the feel of his body against hers.&nbsp; <br><br>The twenty questions thing sounded fun to her, so she smile and nodded her head, leaving her eyes closed for the moment.&nbsp; "Sure, that sounds fun.&nbsp; You first."&nbsp; She laughed, snuggling against him a bit closer.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 23:26:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>"I do," he said, grinning and unapologetic.&nbsp; "I do like manhandling you.&nbsp; And I haven't heard you complaining," he teased.&nbsp; He gave a little groan as she melted back against him, and leaned to place a small kiss on her neck, where his teeth had dug so savagely into it before.&nbsp; It was a tender thing, a caress.&nbsp; "You have any idea how sexy you are?" he asked, his voice soft, a hand trailing over her belly.&nbsp; There was a low note in his voice, and as she bent forward to turn on the water, he gave a small groan as it pressed her back against him.&nbsp; <br><br>He slid his hands over to her wrists, after they were both under the hot spray.&nbsp; She could feel the effect she had on him, the rigidity of his cock as it pressed against her, but he mastered his instincts, instead sliding her hands up to knit behind his neck.&nbsp; He reached for her soap, after and gave a low whisper in her ear.&nbsp; "Don't move."&nbsp; He lathered his hands, then began to run them over her body, leaving bubbles in his wake before the spray chased it away.<br><br>"Me first, huh?"&nbsp; He chuckled, his chest rumbling against her back.&nbsp; "I thought of the game," he teased.&nbsp; "Hmm... what was your first car?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 02:42:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She could feel the effect she was having on him, and despite not wanting to tease him at the current moment, instinctively pressed back against the hardness she felt.&nbsp; Abby offered a soft moan in response, wanting him to know that he had the same sort of effect on her.&nbsp; <br><br>She laced her fingers behind his neck, completely relaxed against him as he washed her body with his hands.&nbsp; Her eyes closed once again, a smile curving her lips while she enjoyed his ministrations.&nbsp; Her skin was slick and hot from the soap and water, the blood, sweat and semen washing down the drain along with the soap.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby chuckled softly, pondering his question for a moment.&nbsp; "It was a rather modest Mercedes."&nbsp; She said easily, as if a Mercedes could be considered 'modest'.&nbsp; Julien was rich if nothing else, and so she naturally had expensive things.&nbsp; <br><br>She thought about a question for a few moments.&nbsp; "Who was your first girlfriend?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 03:43:26</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He groaned and lingered in the moment, enjoying the way she molded against him, the way the tops of her buttocks and back teased him.&nbsp; He continued with the washing, his hands moving slowly and deliberately over her, until his hands had trailed down to the tops of her thighs.&nbsp; He knelt down then, his shoulder broad enough that he pulled her back to lean against it, and his hands continued down her legs.&nbsp; They coast over smooth skin, and he grinned up when she answered his question.<br><br>"A modest Mercedes," he grinned.&nbsp; "Mine was a Camaro I helped rebuild," he chuckled.&nbsp; "Got the engine rebuilt til it ran smooth as a charm, and totalled it before we ever got the body fixed up."&nbsp; He laughed.&nbsp; <br><br>He considered, blue eyes tracing up her curves as he answered.&nbsp; "Mmm... well, first girl I ever really fooled around with was Stacy Binders," he offered.&nbsp; "She was the pack beta, and she had her... mouth around me when I totalled the Camaro."&nbsp; He gave a grin and a chuckle, and considered.<br><br>"You want to go to the beach tomorrow and meet the pack?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 04:17:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>"Well.....it was modest...."&nbsp; She laughed, squirming and wriggling as Jason managed to find a ticklish spot or two.&nbsp; A grin spread across her lip, her head nodding in the affirmative.&nbsp; "Oh, I can so picture you in a Camaro."&nbsp; She giggled, and then quieted so she could listen to the rest of what he was saying.&nbsp; Abby couldn't help but feel a rather large twinge of jealousy as he talked about his first girlfriend.&nbsp; Now that she'd shared such intimacy with him, it was hard to imagine him doing such with anyone else.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes grew wide at the rest of the tale, shaking her head at him and laughing.&nbsp; "It's a wonder you didn't kill the both of you."&nbsp; She grouched teasingly, turning around to face him.&nbsp; Her eyes gazed up and down his entire body, taking in every single detail about him.&nbsp; Without even thinking, she leaned forward, swiping the broad flat part of her tongue across his left nipple, gathering up the water droplets that had gathered there.&nbsp; <br><br>The mention of his pack caused her to frown slightly, the vampiress worried that things might not go so well.&nbsp; "Um.....sure...."&nbsp; She said offering him a worried smile, knowing that it was something that had to be done, but something that she was worried about none the less.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 04:51:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He grinned when she proved ticklish - somehow his concept of vampirism didn't seem to extend to them being <em>ticklish,</em> but it made that cocky smile appear, and he played his fingers along her sides.&nbsp; "I have a Mustang now," he chuckled.&nbsp; "Love the classics."&nbsp; He made her giggle once more with a few well placed teases, noting the brief glance that crossed her face.&nbsp; He cocked his head, turning over what might be a sore subject.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's gonna come up," he offered.&nbsp; "And it's probably something we should talk about.&nbsp; Pack dynamics."<br><br>But he digressed, finishing the story first.&nbsp; "Lucky we both regenerated, really."&nbsp; He smiled when she turned, rising from his knees in what he expected to be a kiss, then turned into a lick instead.&nbsp; His fingers slid up into her wet hair, and for a moment she had the sense he was just going to press her back against the tile, start again where they'd left off in the bedroom - simply pull her mouth down to the hard groin that hung heavy between his legs.&nbsp; Instead he grimaced and fought back his instincts, and asked the question about the beach - but his body remained tense and close, as if it were a difficulty to keep her at bay for long.<br><br>"Better sooner than later," he offered, his voice husky.&nbsp; "They already felt a new member join.&nbsp; They'll ... also know if something happens to you."&nbsp; He leaned forward and kissed her gently, his voice still carrying a throaty rasp.&nbsp; "Your... question."
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 16:27:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She moaned into the soft kiss, her mind imagining him pressing her back against the tiles and taking her hot and hard in the shower.&nbsp; Her lips followed his as he pulled back, not quite ready to relinquish contact with him just yet.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby shivered with arousal having his body hovering so close to hers, hovering but not quite touching.&nbsp; She longed to reach out and pull him close, to feel hot wet skin against her own, to run her hands over every inch of him.&nbsp; <br><br>She bit her bottom lip, closing her eyes for a moment and trying to regain some sort of control over herself.&nbsp; His voice sent a warm shiver down her spine and she had to fight to concentrate on his words.&nbsp; "Question...." she murmured thickly, nodding her head.&nbsp; "Um....question...."&nbsp; Her voice was little more than a breathy whisper, trying to think of something to ask him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Pack dynamics...."&nbsp; She breathed, opening her eyes finally to look up into his face.&nbsp; "Tell me about that...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 20:22:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He stayed close to her, the glass walls and the tile making a cage that seemed to amplify the intensity that rolled off of him.&nbsp; He seemed to long to reach out and touch her, too, to press himself against her, to press her against the glass and mold her body to his once again.&nbsp; He was no longer trying to soap her, clean her - he was struggling to keep from touching her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Question," he agreed, his voice thick, deep, taking a tiny step that brought him a few inches closer.&nbsp; "Pack dynamics," he said again, his body tense.<br><br>"The packs have Alphas, Betas, and Omegas of each gender," he said.&nbsp; "If there are only enough of a gender, It's an Alpha, and an Omega.&nbsp; If there's only one, there's just an Alpha.&nbsp; The men fight among themselves, to determine their place.&nbsp; The women do, too."&nbsp; He was in close now, his chest teasing the tips of her breasts, just starting to push her back against the tile.<br><br>"The Alpha male can take... whoever he desires.&nbsp; The Beta can take the other Beta, or the Omega.&nbsp; The Omega can only take the other Omega.&nbsp; It is how we have insured the strongest for thousands of years," he murmured in her ear.&nbsp; "If you were my Alpha... mine and mine alone... I would take any who tried to have you as a challenge.&nbsp; I'd kill them.&nbsp; Or put them in their place.&nbsp; Or cast them out, if they didn't learn.&nbsp; If you were Alpha, and the Beta or Omega took you - you would be expected to fight."<br><br>His explanation came as a heated, husky whisper in her ear, as his body slowly pressed against her again.&nbsp; "And if you fucked someone outside the pack... and I didn't kill them... I promise I would be taking you again, as I did before.&nbsp; Which reminds me..." his hand slipped up to her throat, squeezing around it.&nbsp; "That we weren't done."<br><br>He paused, leaning back just enough to meet her eyes.&nbsp; "Do you understand?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 21:18:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She listened carefully, trying to keep her brain on the subject at hand, instead of letting it wander to thoughts of a more carnal nature.&nbsp; Not an easy thing to do when he was standing so close to her and pressing himself against her ever so slightly.&nbsp; She wanted to lean into him, to press and mold her body against his and get lost in pleasure once again, but she knew what he was saying was important.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby nodded her head, at various points, making mental notes and trying to get a handle on how the interpersonal relationships in the pack worked.&nbsp; "So, do you have a current Alpha female?"&nbsp; Abby found herself asking, knowing that if he did, she would most likely end up challenging her for that position.&nbsp; Abby did not want to find herself in a subservient role to anyone.....save for Jason, and if that meant she had to fight for it, she would. <br><br>She didn't flinch as his hand circled her throat, her eyes held his as she spoke.&nbsp; "Weren't done with what?"&nbsp; She asked, leaning into his hand slightly.&nbsp; Her eyes held his as he asked his next question, her head nodding in the affirmative, "I understand."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 21:52:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>"Yes," he said.&nbsp; "An alpha female and an omega female."&nbsp; His smile widened when he saw the little flash in her eyes, and his lips crooked.&nbsp; "You want the job," he said, pressing against her, his hardness pinned between their bellies, his muscles thick against her softness as he pressed her buttocks against the cooler glass.&nbsp; He'd pinned her, desired her, and his hand tightened lightly, leaning in to her ear.&nbsp; "You want to be <em>mine,</em>" he added, voice and chest rumbling with the hint of a growl.<br><br>"Good.&nbsp; I want you to be..."&nbsp; He seemed to savor the fight in her eyes, the low growl coming to a richer rumble.&nbsp; "<em>Mine.</em>"<br><br>He nodded, and breathed sigh of relief, smiling at her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Weren't done with the part when I show you how much I want you to be mine."&nbsp; His hand tightened, and he manhandledher again, lifting her off her feet.&nbsp; A hand grabbed a thigh and parted her legs, and then the hard strength of him parted her again, slamming into her with enough force to make the glass wall wobble, crack, and then shatter, and he spilled down onto the shattered glass, pounding into her, the water still running as the savagery came uncoiled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 04:28:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>"I want to be yours..."&nbsp; She murmured thickly, nodding her head.&nbsp; Abby felt her breath catch in her throat, the way he said the word, and the grow that went along with it had her physically shaking with need.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby welcomed the roughness, grunted in both appreciation and encouragement as he shoved her up against the glass.&nbsp; Her legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper inside of her hot wet core. <br><br>"Yes....yes.....please...."&nbsp; She growled, suddenly unable to get close enough, to get him deep enough inside.&nbsp; Abby didn't&nbsp; even flinch as the glass behind her gave way, the broken shards scattering all across the floor beneath and around them.&nbsp; Her fingernails dug into his back, her back arching beneath him, pressing the fullness of her breasts against his chest.&nbsp; <br><br>She leaned up to him, sinking her teeth into his shoulder with a growl, unable to stop the urge to taste him.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 20:07:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>The growl escaped as she murmured back to him, resounding through the room as he took her in the single, manhandling stroke, pulling her close against him, crushing her body against his with feral strength.&nbsp; As she wrapped around him, his arm encircled her, pulling her closer as his hips pounded against her, the free standing glass unable to bear the force of their wild rutting for more than a second.&nbsp; <br><br>Yet even when she fell back, it was his arms that caught, her, that held her above the broken glass, above the tile floor.&nbsp; She could smell blood on his arms, where his skin had sunk into the broken glass.&nbsp; He gave it a momentary glance, realizing the destruction he'd done.<br><br>"I'll fix that," he growled.&nbsp; Her fingernails drew more of his lifeblood to well across his back while his hips pounded with brute savagery.&nbsp; She felt the rough stubble of his jaw against her neck, the coarse hairs of his chest against the curves of her chest.&nbsp; The musk of him filled the room, mixed with the smell of soap and running water, and she could feel the hot spray still coming down on her feet.&nbsp; The cold tile and sharp sting of cut glass pressed against her rear with each thrust as he slammed her into it time and again.<br><br>There was a hiss as her fangs sank deep again, his blood wild with savagery and raging lust.&nbsp; Julien had broken her, time and again, but Jason claimed her, time and again, and each thrust seemed a reminder of her new place in the world - <em>his.</em>&nbsp; His mate, his pack, his lover.&nbsp; <br><br>Somewhere, worlds away from the animal coupling, her phone was ringing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 21:21:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby could hear the phone ringing, but at that moment, could have cared less.&nbsp; The only thing that mattered was Jason.&nbsp; Her attention was focused solely on him.&nbsp; His presence engulfed her, surrounded her, claimed her.&nbsp; She could taste it in his blood, could feel it in each and every thrust of his hips.&nbsp; <br><br>She ground herself against him, bucking and writhing beneath him, heedless of the sharp shards of glass beneath her.&nbsp; They were both frenzied with their need for one another, and for Abby at least, the world around her faded to the background.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby moaned against his shoulder, her lips pressed firmly against his flesh as she licked and tasted the blood oozing from the wound she'd just created.&nbsp; She didn't drink this time, more tasting and savoring the blood that came from the wound on it's own.&nbsp; <br><br>Her head arched backward, her body tensing and quivering beneath him as yet another powerful orgasm threatened to take her.&nbsp; "Jason......!"&nbsp; She panted, scraping her nails all of the way down his back, arching her back off of the floor to press against him more fully.&nbsp; Her mouth opened widely to allow more air into her lungs, and a few powerful thrusts later, she was once again wailing with pleasure, her body quivering and shaking beneath his.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 21:41:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br><em>Seven hours later...</em><br><br>It was daytime that finally broke them apart - though not immediately.&nbsp; By the time the sun had risen and hung in the sky, her body had become a roadmap of savage lovemaking.&nbsp; Her buttocks were scored by the glass from the shower, her back claws by his fingernails when he'd riven them down her ribs in a fit of ecstasy.&nbsp; She had carpet burns from when they'd watched the sunrise - her knees were redded from her carpeting, from where he'd bent her on all fours and yanked her hair back and faced her out the window as they watched the sun rise through magically tinted and UV-sealed glass.&nbsp; There were bruises on her hips, , and splinters in her back from the staircase - one of the steps had broken under a hammering assault.&nbsp; Her scalp was sore from all the times he'd pulled her hair, and her mouth and breasts and belly were all streaked red from the love bites she'd made all over his shoulders, neck, and chest.&nbsp; She wasn't sure if her sex, her ass were 'sore' or numb - but her stolen blood flowed thicker and slower during the day, and the wounds she could normally have healed easily had become strange badges of honor.<br><br>His seed and seat coated her, lay like a perfume over her body.&nbsp; The smell of him was as much a badge of honor as were all the myriad injuries - proof that she'd endured his most savage of desires.<br><br>He lay next to her, panting, marked himself.&nbsp; The regeneration that flowed endlessly while the moon was high in the sky had slowed as the sun rose.&nbsp; He still had the primal strength and stamina that roused over and again, but it had weakened as the sun slipped higher in the sky.&nbsp; He stared up at the ceiling of her living room, near the couch they'd overturned, throw pillows still scattered in every direction around them and the coffee table which had fallen on its side.<br><br>"Damn," he gasped, eyes wide, his mouth fixed in that cocky, happy grin, his eyes bright, even if exhaustion swept over them both.&nbsp; "I could eat a deer right now."&nbsp; He gave a chuckle that made his chest rumble, then reached and seized her and drug her across the carpet to lay spooned against him.&nbsp; She heard his stomach growl in echo of his protests, and he groaned and looked over towards the kitchen.&nbsp; "I'm guessing blood packs and empty shelves?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.&nbsp; He hesitated, as if not quite sure he could muster the energy to stand up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 21:59:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She could barely move, her body and muscles aching and sore, but there wasn't a single thing she would change or take back.&nbsp; She had never felt this 'alive' before, and she would gladly take the aches and pains to keep feeling that way.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby imagined that her house looked as if some sort of major battle had taken place, but any and all damage that had been done was completely and totally worth it in her opinion.&nbsp; She smiled once again, snuggling up against his body.&nbsp; Her movements were slow and lethargic and she was barely able to keep her eyes open.&nbsp; Even so, she still found herself nuzzling as possible to him, breathing deep of his scent and his closeness.&nbsp; <br><br>Her head bobbed slightly as he laughed, her neck muscles too tired to stop her head from bouncing against his chest.&nbsp; <br><br>She raised her hand slowly, a finger pointing to the table within arm's reach of where he was laying.&nbsp; "Can always call for pizza...."&nbsp; Abby murmured thickly, her arm dropping down to her side as the effort it took to hold it up for any longer was more strength than she could muster.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 22:52:19</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close, just as eager to have her close.&nbsp; His hands coasted over her soft, bruised, marred skin, tracing around the myriad small injuries and then chuckling again at her suggestion.&nbsp; "Do you know a place that serves pizza with a whole deer?" he grinned, his eyes dancing.&nbsp; "Alright... don't move a muscle."&nbsp; He pushed himself up with a groan of effort, and punched a button on the phone, playing her message before picking up the phone.<br><br>"Abigail - this is Elaine.&nbsp; I just wanted to check in with you - you disappeared last night, while we were still talking about your deadline.&nbsp; Anywaaaaay, give me a call back.&nbsp; Hope to hear from you soon."<br><br>The phone clicked off, and he raised an eyebrow, picking up the phone.&nbsp; "Do you have cash?" he asked, holding the receiver to his chest.&nbsp; "I have no idea where my jeans are."&nbsp; He waited, then held the phone up, ordering three meatlovers pizzas and nodding at the delivery time.&nbsp; He hung up after giving an address, then came back beside her, toppling to his knees and yanking a blanket over the both of them, covering them from head to toe, and reaching for pillows.&nbsp; He lifted her and stuffed one under her head, stealing another for himself and relaxing.<br><br>"He better knock loud," he grumbled, closing his eyes and pulling her back to curl against him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 01:48:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby groaned softly hearing the message on the phone, having completely forgotten about the deadline for her next book.&nbsp; She was going to have to call Elaine back and see about getting an extension.&nbsp; With all of the turmoil of the previous day and night, she hadn't really had a chance to think about it. <br><br>"In the drawer.....by the phone...."&nbsp; She mumbled quietly, sort of pointing in the general direction.&nbsp; "Should be some cash in there...."&nbsp; She was quickly fading...falling into the vampire sleep, but she still managed to snuggle up close to him again and smile before passing out completely.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 02:28:12</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>She heard the doorbell ring a while later, and Jason slip away, covering her carefully with the blanket before going to answer the door.&nbsp; There was the smell of meat and cheese and tomato, and then his arms curled around her again, holding her close,&nbsp; &nbsp;It wasn't long before he was snuggled back against her, holding her close close, pressing her back against his chest and smelling faintly of Italy.<br><br>He didn't move again - though he did snore.&nbsp; Julien slept like the grave itself, his chest never rising and falling, but Jason was a more animated sleeper.&nbsp; He snored,&nbsp; He twitched.&nbsp; Occasionally a dream would elicit a growl or the twitch of a foot.&nbsp; He rolled against her, then to his back, then against her again.<br><br>Finally, though, the moon rose, and with hit she felt her blood quicken.&nbsp; No matter how tired she was, the rise of the moon made it impossible to sleep.&nbsp; Jason didn't seem to share that burden.&nbsp; He dozed comfortably next to, a hardness that had frown familiar wedged comfortably against her buttocks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 02:46:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Her eyes opened as the moon crested the horizon, a contented smile still plastered all over her face.&nbsp; She could feel his hardness nestled comfortably against her backside, and she couldn't help but wriggle against him playfully.&nbsp; <br><br>When he made no attempt to move, Abby surmised that he was still asleep.&nbsp; She turned in his arms to face him, content for the moment to simply stare at him.&nbsp; Her hand came up to stroke gently along the side of his face, allowing her fingers to trace the lines and ridges.&nbsp; Her fingers brushed across his lips, remembering the wonderful pleasure that he had given to her with them.&nbsp; <br><br>She noticed that her body was no longer sore, a quick glance down over her body showed that the injuries had healed themselves while she slept.&nbsp; Abby couldn't remember a time when she felt this content, this happy.&nbsp; Snuggling close to him, she placed several gentle kisses on his lips, rubbing the tip of her nose against his and giving the tip of his nose a kiss as well.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 03:02:10</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>he gave a small murmur as he slept, and she turned and rolled to press against him.&nbsp; His beard grew in fast - it seemed shaggier than when she'd first met him, less than a full day ago,&nbsp; &nbsp;His eyes fluttered slightly at the soft stroke of her hands, the lines of his face and the untamed short hair.&nbsp; He made a 'mmmm' sound when she stroked his lips, and she could feel the tell tale changes in his body as he started to wake under the sweet kisses.<br><br>"Mmmorning," he murmured, eyes opening sleepily.&nbsp; He glanced towards the moon, eyes blinking to see the darkening sky, and gave a small chuckle.&nbsp; "Did we sleep the whole day?"<br><br>He grinned at her, rolling on his back and pulling her body atop him.&nbsp; "You wore me out," he said, almost disbelieving.&nbsp; &nbsp;His hands slid down her back, over her buttocks, pulling her up by them to take another kiss.&nbsp; "Mmm..." he murmured, into her mouth.&nbsp; "Have a... really comfortable floor, here," he smiled, pulling the blanket back around them both.&nbsp; He met her eyes when the slower kiss ended.&nbsp; "How are you doing?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 03:39:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She perched herself atop him comfortably, purring softly as he kissed her slowly.&nbsp; Her hands slid into his hair, her fingertips scratching across his scalp gently, her body molding itself against his.&nbsp; By now it seemed as natural to her as breathing, the way they fit together.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm perfect."&nbsp; She said with a smile, biting his bottom lip playfully.&nbsp; "We did sleep the day away."&nbsp; Abby laughed, wriggling her backside against his hands.&nbsp; "I'm actually surprised that I'm awake...."&nbsp; She said with a laugh, resting her chin on the back of her hands as they folded themselves across his chest.&nbsp; <br><br>"Did you rest well?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 03:53:33</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>He slid his arms further up her sides, giving a grin an a playful growl up at her.&nbsp; "Mine."&nbsp; There was a pleased hedonism in his words, and he crossed his hands behind her buttocks, pulling her soft curves just a little closer.&nbsp; <br><br>"You are," he agreed, giving a small groan at the bite to his lip.&nbsp; "We did," he agreed, his fingers pinching as she wiggled playfully.&nbsp; He laughed as she mentioned her surprise, and glanced around her place, looking a bit abashed at the damage they'd done together.&nbsp; "Wow... we're a tornado, aren't we."<br><br>"Mmmhmm," he agreed.&nbsp; "Ate well.&nbsp; Rest well.&nbsp; Happy to turn this into round two of 'destroy Abby's house,' but we should probably get out to the beach.&nbsp; Pack and all."&nbsp; He grinned.&nbsp; "And you in a swimsuit."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 04:59:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She practically beamed when he called her 'his'.&nbsp; It seemed so odd to her that she enjoyed hearing Jason say it so much, because when Julien used to do the same, it made her sick to her stomach.&nbsp; Maybe it was the fact that Jason and Julien were two completely different creatures.&nbsp; Maybe it was the fact that Jason made her feel <em>wanted</em>, and perhaps even needed, rather than making her feel as if she were property.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby followed his gaze around her house, a husky chuckle vibrating up her throat.&nbsp; "I wouldn't change a thing...."&nbsp; She purred, the seductive sound interrupted by a squeak as his fingers pinched her backside.&nbsp; <br><br>She sighed and pouted slightly, but nodded her head in agreement.&nbsp; "Yes...need to get pack business taken care of."&nbsp; <br><br>She slipped off of him, already missing the feel of his body against hers, standing up to get ready to go.&nbsp; As she sashayed off toward her bedroom, she glanced back over her shoulder and winked.&nbsp; "Who says I'll be wearing one?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 05:50:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div><br>Unaware of her inner thoughts, he raised his lips to her mouth, and repeated the word, a little gleeful, planting kisses between each syllable.&nbsp; "Mine... mine... mine."<br><br>he chuckled, lifting his head to look around.&nbsp; "Mmm... I might install more beds all over the place," he offered, winking at her.&nbsp; "And stock something in your fridge.&nbsp; Didn't you know?&nbsp; If you leave food out for us, we stay."<br><br>"Pack business," he agreed, pushing himself up with a groan.&nbsp; <br><br>He chuckled.&nbsp; "Oh really," he grinned.&nbsp; "I'm going to find my pants, dash back over to my place, and bring the car around.&nbsp; It's out at Humboldt," he explained, nodding in the direction of the ocean.&nbsp; He rose to his feet, eyes lingering on her swaying derriere.&nbsp; "Mmm... toss me my pants, if I watch you change, we're never gonna get to the beach."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 15:31:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>She laughed, happily kissing him back between each syllable, answering him back with, "Yours....yours....yours."&nbsp; <br><br>Another laugh bubbled up and she made the motions of making mental notes.&nbsp; "I didn't know that...but I do now.&nbsp; Next time you come over I will have a fridge stocked full of tasty treats...."&nbsp; <br><br>Abby wriggled her ass at him teasingly, tossing a seductive grin over her shoulder at him before vanishing into the bedroom.&nbsp; A few moments later denim was flying through the air at him and just managed to miss his head.&nbsp; He could hear her in the bedroom giggling loudly as she rummaged around to find something to wear.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'll be ready by the time you get back."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 19:34:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.gbgalsgallery.com/d/104756-1/jw_2.jpg)</div>He laughed as she repeated it, giving her a kiss on the cheek that ended with a wet smacking sound.&nbsp; "It's definitely sexier when you say it," he murmured.<br><br>He chuckled.&nbsp; "See?&nbsp; We come over, we eat your food, we tear up your house..."&nbsp; He grinned, and gave the tip of her nose a playful bite.&nbsp; "Before you know it people'll be asking you to were-sit so they can go away for a weekend..."&nbsp; He winked at her, playful and in good humor.<br><br>He watched her leave with a gleam in his eye, giving her a low wolf-whistle and an easy laugh when his jeans came hurtling towards him.&nbsp; He snapped them out of the air, slinging his legs into them and pulling them up and over his hips with a little hop.&nbsp; It took another moment to tuck himself away, and he flitted closer to the bedroom, trying to catch sight of her through the opening before giving a laugh.<br><br>"All right.&nbsp; I'll see you soon."<br><br>She heard him slip out after that, and the closing of the front door behind him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 23:11:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mf4te1BCGA1rmax0do1_500_zps1383aa78.png)</div><br><br>Abby heard him leave, and she let out a long breath.&nbsp; There was a part of her that wanted to run out the door and go with him, not really wanting to be left alone, especially after she'd grown so accustomed to having him close to her.&nbsp; Without his presence there, she felt as emotionally naked as she was physically.&nbsp; <br><br>She rummaged through her dresser, finding a simple pair of black bikini panties and bra to match, and then slipped on a pair of white capri pants and a plain black T-shirt.&nbsp; Over the top of the T-shirt, she shrugged on a lightweight black jacket and sauntered out of the bedroom.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby walked into her office, deciding to give Elaine a quick call and let her know she was alive and kicking so to speak.&nbsp; <br><br>Once the business with her editor was taken care of, she donned a pair of flip flops and waited anxiously by the front door for Jason.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 00:38:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><br>Elaine was relieved to hear from her - mostly it was a matter of the sudden loss of contact that had worried her, and then a few messages on cellphone and texts that had gone unanswered.&nbsp; Simply hearing Abigail's voice and that one of 'her' writers was alive and well soothed the woman's nerves, although she was happy to chatter while Abigail awaited her ride and picked her way through broken fragments of wood and shattered glass in the tornado wreckage that was her house.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://0.tqn.com/d/mustangs/1/0/7/b/-/-/1968-mustang-conv.jpg)</div><br>Jason pulled up outside and gave a honk from his seat.&nbsp; He gave a lupine grin from the classic red convertible, the '68's aerodynamic lines fitting him well.&nbsp; He'd showered and trimmed his beard, tossing on a denim jacket to match the workman's boots and comfortable blue-collar appeal of his fashion sense.&nbsp; He gave a whistle, fingers in his mouth, and waited for her to join him.<br><br>He caught her chin as she slipped in, pulling her in for another hungry kiss, then peeling out on the road like a teenager.&nbsp; He gave an easy laugh, glancing over at her, and sliding a hand comfortably onto her thigh, high up the inside, his grin infectious.<br><br>"This'll be fun!" he promised, as the Mustang screamed out the front gates of Arkham, taking a right that left them sliding across pacement, the end fishtailing as he sped towards the city itself.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 01:11:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>She opened the door, a smile immediately gracing her features as she saw him in the car.&nbsp; Abby couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle, the scene before her almost too perfect for words.&nbsp; The car fit him perfectly, and the way he sat in it one got the feeling that he owned the road it drove on as well. <br><br>Abby crawled into the car, getting met with a hot and hungry kiss before she could even get settled in the seat.&nbsp; She moaned softly into the kiss, wondering how it was she could still want the man as much as she did, especially after the night they'd spent previous.&nbsp; <br><br>A squeal erupted from her throat as he peeled out of the driveway and she once again just shook her head.&nbsp; She settled in comfortably next to him, placing her hand atop his, her fingers tracing abstract patterns on the back of his hand.&nbsp; <br><br>"Fun...."&nbsp; She murmured, unable to hide the apprehension she felt at the thought of meeting his pack.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 05:50:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><br>He watcher her slide over the door, grinning when she plopped into her seat, and then caught her in the toe-curling kiss that seemed designed to remind her of all they could be doing if they stayed in.&nbsp; He broke it with a grin, stroking her hair, then catching her by the neck and pulling her back before one more.<br><br>His hand squeezed the inside of her thigh while she traced patterns over it.&nbsp; He seemed tempted to do far worse with that hand, but the need to accommodate the stick shift and the frequent traffic lights around Arkham Court kept him too busy to truly tease her properly.&nbsp; <br><br>"Fun," he agreed.&nbsp; "C'mon, when was the last time you were at an all night beach barbecue?&nbsp; Swimming, some volleyball.&nbsp; Meet the pack, figure out your place, and then things'll be straightened out.&nbsp; You know the nice thing about us weres?&nbsp; We get all our growling and snapping out of the way up front.&nbsp; Once it's over and you've taken your licks and everyone knows you're going to make the pack stronger... that's the bottom line."<br><br>He smiled over at her.&nbsp; "You didn't exactly strike me as shy about the rough stuff."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 06:00:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>"Oh, I'm not shy about it."&nbsp; She agreed, fidgeting in her seat slightly.&nbsp; "I can fight as well as the next.....person....I just don't particularly <em>like</em> to do it."&nbsp; Abby admitted, turning slightly in the seat to face him a bit more.&nbsp; "Besides, I'm going to this barbecue knowing that I'm going to be challenging your Alpha girl right out of the gate."&nbsp; <br><br>Abby took a deep breath, not really feeling all that much better since she'd voiced her plans out loud.&nbsp; <br><br>"I just want to make a good impression.&nbsp; Our races aren't particularly fond of one another usually....."&nbsp; She knew that she and Jason were an exception to the rule.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 08:09:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><br>"Well..." he pointed out.&nbsp; "There's two ways to win that kind of confrontation.&nbsp; Only one of them's fighting.&nbsp; The other's... well, usually more about alpha males on alpha females, but we still instinctively respond to it."&nbsp; He gave an easy smile when she said she was gunning for alpha female right out of the gate.&nbsp; He squeezed her thigh, looking over at her at a stoplight, then leaning to kiss her again until the light turned green and someone honked obnoxiously from behind them.<br><br>"Just... fair warning," he said.&nbsp; "We're all affectionate.&nbsp; Very affectionate.&nbsp; It might take some getting used to."<br><br>"Yeah," he said.&nbsp; "Your people've been trying to exterminate mine for a long while, and every once in a while we take exception and rip someone important's arms off.&nbsp; But... we all came to Arkham willingly.&nbsp; We all came to put our differences behind us.&nbsp; I intend to see we hold to that... in more than just lip service," he said, his voice dropping a bit.&nbsp; There were firm convictions behind the sentiment.<br><br>he looked over as he wound through the streets.&nbsp; "This... this thing with Arkham?&nbsp; I think it means something important.&nbsp; Not jsut a refuge for lost things that go bump in the night.&nbsp; More... proof how we've all been manipulated for a long time into wars that are older than any of us.&nbsp; That there's room enough for all of us.&nbsp; I don't shy from bloodshed, but stupid, useless bloodshed?"&nbsp; He shook his head.&nbsp; He paused, swallowing.&nbsp; "Did... my son tell you about... my family?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 16:33:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Her brow quirked curiously at his statement, wondering what he meant by it.&nbsp; But before she could ask, his lips were on hers again and she ended up completely distracted from her train of thought.&nbsp; The honk of the horn brought her back to the present moment, and after a small laugh of embarrassment, voiced her question. <br><br>"What do you mean?"&nbsp; She asked, curious to know a way to challenge the Alpha female without fighting.&nbsp; "If I don't have to fight her.....that would be awesome...."&nbsp; <br><br>She couldn't help but lean in and kiss him softly on the cheek, admiring him for the man that he was.&nbsp; "So do I."&nbsp; Abby responded, wanting very much to have a life of peace and hopefully find a bit of happiness in the process.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby swallowed hard and nodded her head in answer to his question. "He did."&nbsp; She grabbed his hand, intertwining their fingers and squeezing tightly.&nbsp; "I'm so sorry for your loss, Jason."&nbsp; She murmured, not exactly sure what else she could say.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 20:05:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><br>He frowned.&nbsp; "Well... domination's as much something that gets us pumped up sexually as it is a violent instinct.&nbsp; The same instincts that guide me in a challenge with one of the other men?&nbsp; They guide me when I'm with a woman.&nbsp; I want to hold her down and take her and... you know the rest.&nbsp; It doesn't matter for me if the challenge was a close call or laughable.&nbsp; Afterwards I'm... raring to go.&nbsp; It's no different for women... just that they can resolve who's Alpha and who's Beta or Omega by throwing one another down and making someone whimper.&nbsp; Still a lot of wrestling involved, but the claws don't come out."<br><br>He glanced over.&nbsp; "But it's not exactly going to be private, at the beach.&nbsp; Honestly... the most controlled packs I've seen are the ones where the Alpha females can top any Beta or Omega in their pack at both.&nbsp; They're downright respectful."<br><br>He glanced over when she kissed him on the cheek, smiling softly.&nbsp; "We will," he said softly.&nbsp; He slid his hand up to her shoulders, rubbing her neck, holding her with an affectionate possessiveness, before another stop light required a quick shift of gears.<br><br>He offered his hand, after.&nbsp; "It was another were, behind it.&nbsp; The Alpha of his pack.&nbsp; It's... the infection.&nbsp; The people who're born to it, like I am... we're in touch with our instincts.&nbsp; The changed... they seem to fight against them.&nbsp; They make the 'wolf' something other than themselves, and they struggle and try to rationalize and ... come to strange conclusions trying to set out instincts from their thoughts.&nbsp; It can break some.&nbsp; Make them crazy."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 01:42:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>She listened intently, wanting to learn as much as she could before they actually arrived at the beach.&nbsp; The more she looked as if she knew what it was she was actually doing, the better for her.&nbsp; Abby was bound and determined that she would not be ruled by another pack member except Jason.&nbsp; Him she trusted, the others not so much.&nbsp; At least not yet anyway.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby had no idea what to say to his revelation.&nbsp; It didn't make any sense to her, but there wasn't a lot in this day and age that did.&nbsp; So it was a changed were?"&nbsp; She asked tentatively.&nbsp; "Did he give any reason for it?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 15:45:07</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><br>He nodded.&nbsp; "Most weres are changed," he admitted.&nbsp; "My entire pack is.&nbsp; But I..."&nbsp; He paused, his jaw tightening, his eyes distant.&nbsp; "I never got one.&nbsp; I tor his throat out before I... stopped for questions."<br><br>His blue eyes darkened.&nbsp; "But I've thought about it every day, since.&nbsp; Talked about it with Ox.&nbsp; He says it's probably something I just can't understand.&nbsp; Because I've been born were.&nbsp; My instincts have always been a part of me.&nbsp; If I lost my pack to another... became a Beta... that'd be nature.&nbsp; Instinct.&nbsp; I'd accept my place, or I'd be driven out.&nbsp; I might be sad, but not... bitter.&nbsp; When I beat him, I offered him a place.&nbsp; He took it for a time, then I... had to drive him out."&nbsp; He looked down.&nbsp; "I should have killed him then.&nbsp; Instinct told me to kill him then.&nbsp; But... the pack spoke, and I listened.&nbsp; So he came after my wife, my kid... people he could bring down.&nbsp; He changed someone else, he went... berserk."<br><br>He ran his hand into hair.&nbsp; "He was my responsibility, so I brought him down.&nbsp; But I should have done that in the first place.&nbsp; I shouldn't have questioned my instincts."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 17:33:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>She listened quietly, trying to wrap her mind around it all.&nbsp; Abby couldn't imagine the loss he must have felt.&nbsp; It made her heartsick to even think about.&nbsp; <br><br>She was getting a much better understanding into pack dynamics from all of this, and began to grow a bit more hopeful that she would be able to find her place and fit in well.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby nodded her head, leaning in to kiss his cheek softly.&nbsp; "I know my own instincts have served me well over my lifetime.&nbsp; When in doubt, always go with your gut."&nbsp; She murmured, lost in thought for a moment as they drove. <br><br>"Are you not afraid members of your pack will fall victim to the madness?&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 18:44:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/01/13/fc/8c/college-cove-beach-trinidad.jpg)</div><br>He wrapped an arm around her, squeezing her as she leaned to kiss his cheek.&nbsp; "Well, keep listening to them.&nbsp; I don't... I've never brought someone into a pack that wasn't a were.&nbsp; Hell, they were all were<em>wolves</em>, so I don't know how much of this is going to feel like instinct for you."&nbsp; He squeezed her close, returning another kiss at a light, and then pulling through it and into a parking space,&nbsp; They'd pulled away from the city, slightly, and the space they'd parked at had a patch of dark trees that obscured the view of the ocean.&nbsp; They'd clearly have to hike the rest of the way to the beach.<br><br>There were other cars parked at the spot - a black Jeep, one of the boxy little Kia Souls, and a lean, vicious looking motorcycle of custom make and build.&nbsp; It was sleek, low slung, and she was certain she'd never seen anything like it on the market.<br>(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Nq7CKYaRdQ/TRzE_ehAMfI/AAAAAAAAbFc/6Sjokc2xxXE/s1600/porsche-motorcycle-by-custom-wolf-2.JPG)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 19:53:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>She let out a long slow breath, trying to mentally prepare herself for what was to come.&nbsp; A hard thing to do since she had no real idea what would be happening.&nbsp; Jason had mentioned the pack being very 'affectionate', which she took to mean that it was sexual in nature, so that she was at least a bit prepared for, though she didn't know exactly what that would entail.&nbsp; She also knew there would be the business of sorting out her place in the pack, but again, no idea what might happened until it happened.&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled at Jason, forcing herself to relax.&nbsp; Best thing she could do in this situation was go with the flow.&nbsp; With Jason by her side, she knew nothing truly bad would happen, though he wouldn't interfere with the place sorting issue.&nbsp; That was all on her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Let's go meet your family."&nbsp; Abby said with a smile, grabbing his hand and holding onto it tightly.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 23:13:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><br>"Let's," he agreed.<br><br>Jason smiled, and stepped out of the car, coming around to her side and offering a hand when she'd emerged.&nbsp; He tangled his fingers with hers, giving her hand a squeeze, and lead her towards a dirt footpath, lined with wooden rails and steps that ld through the forest and down towards the beach.&nbsp; The smell of salt already curled through the air, the scent of cooking chicken and beef, the thump of music.&nbsp; She could see the flicker of firelight - and she could <em>feel</em> them, as she drew closer.&nbsp; She could close her eyes and feel them - one that stood away, unmoved by celebration, aloof and predatory.&nbsp; Two cavorted around the fire, both of them feeling wild and primal, dancing to the beat of decades old rock.&nbsp; The fourth sat nearby, but turned and rose, a bundle of excited, nervous energy that sprinted towards them.<br><br><em>"He say I know you, you know me<br>One thing I can tell you is..."</em><br><br>A male and female voice continued to belt out lyrics at each other, their voices underpinned with something between a laugh and a howl.<br><em><br>"You got to be free!"</em><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i428.photobucket.com/albums/qq9/sephirothii13/felicia-day-2.jpg)</div>The bundle of nervous excitement came crashing through the brush and trees like a boar, a mane of red hair atop a gawky, skinny frame.&nbsp; <br><br>"Jason!" she cried, flouncing into the air.&nbsp; Jason didn't pull his hands free from Abby's, but a hand scooped her rear and caught her as she wrapped around him.&nbsp; She planted a peck on his mouth, grinning with unfettered enthusiasm.&nbsp; "We thought you were gonna sleep all day!" she teased, eyes sparkling.<br><br><em>"Come together, right now<br>Over me!"</em><br><br>The other two continued their song upon the beach, and the diminutive redhead turned to look at Abby.<br><br>"Lacey, this is Abigail," introduced Jason.&nbsp; "She's - "<br><br>" - in the pack!" squeaked Lacey, hopping down from her Jason ride and throwing her arms around Abigail in a slightly boney hug.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">The Stereo's Playing...</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=axb2sHpGwHQ</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 23:52:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abby couldn't help but giggle at the bouncy redhead, laughing a bit louder as she launched herself at Jason.&nbsp; The look on his face was priceless.&nbsp; Another laugh bubbled up as Lacey continued to bounce up and down in Jason's arms, making it difficult for him to hold onto her.&nbsp; <br><br>One second she was on Jason, the next Abby was wrapped up in a bouncy redheaded hug.&nbsp; She let out a small 'oooooof' sound as the hug took her by surprise, but it didn't take her long to recover and return the hug.&nbsp; Abby grinned over Lacey's shoulder at Jason, the happy redhead's mood contagious.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's nice to meet you Lacey."&nbsp; She said with a warm smile, giving her an extra squeeze before stepping back to look at her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 07:15:52</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://i428.photobucket.com/albums/qq9/sephirothii13/felicia-day-2.jpg)</div><br>The bouncy redhead stepbacked, a touch of concern in her eyes.&nbsp; "Oh - did I oversquish you?&nbsp; I've stronger than I used to be and I'm still not used to it yet, so if I oversquished you I'm really sorry."&nbsp; She plucked at Abigail's shirt, as if worried her skinny arms might have caused undue damage.&nbsp; <br><br>Jason, for his part, looked as though he was trying very, very hard not to laugh outright.&nbsp; Lacey seemed woefully oblivious, but beamed at the friendly greeting.&nbsp; "It's nice to meet you too!&nbsp; We felt you joining the pack!&nbsp; I'm Lacey.&nbsp; I'm the Omega."&nbsp; She snorted.&nbsp; "That's probably totally obvious."<br><br>Jason sighed.&nbsp; "That's not decided yet, Lacey," he pointed out, his brow furrowing in a long suffering wince.<br><br>Lacey's eyes widened.&nbsp; "Seriously?&nbsp; I mean - you think I could take her?"&nbsp; She looked back to Abigail, a little skeptical, and Jason chest shook, trying not to laugh.&nbsp; "Uh... Abigail's a vampire.&nbsp; An old one."<br><br>Lacey blinked, and looked to Abigail.&nbsp; "i'm ... confused."&nbsp; &nbsp; She lifted an eyebrow puzzle.&nbsp; "You're a werewolf-vampire?&nbsp; Or just a vampire that's... wait.&nbsp; What?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 16:52:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abby did chuckle, nodding her head at Lacey.&nbsp; "Exactly."&nbsp; She said, understanding the redhead's confusion.&nbsp; "I am a vampire.&nbsp; An Elder to be exact."&nbsp; Abby explained, still not quite sure how much that would throw a wrench into the dynamics of the pack.&nbsp; "But I am also now part of your pack.....my place is still to be determined."&nbsp; Abby said with a smile.&nbsp; <br><br>She glanced at Jason, giving him a slightly nervous smile, hoping she was going about it all in the correct way.&nbsp; <br><br>Her gaze shifted from Abby to the other members of the pack, warm brown eyes focusing on the one standing away from everyone.&nbsp; A small shiver went up her spine and she had a feeling that was the one that would give her problems.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 19:06:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://i428.photobucket.com/albums/qq9/sephirothii13/felicia-day-2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; "But... aren't you the bad guys?" she asked, still confused.&nbsp; Jason frowned at the question, and it was remarkable what the simple change in body language did to the Omega.&nbsp; She flinched and bit her lip, opening her mouth immediately to apologize.&nbsp; Jason held up a hand, and she quieted.<br><br>"No.&nbsp; There are dangerous, elder vampires in the world.&nbsp; They would do ... terrible things to you if they got a hold of you, Lacey.&nbsp; But they're not all the same.&nbsp; Abigail is different."<br><br>Lacey nibbled her lip, seeming to be at war with herself.&nbsp; She believed Jason, and yet others had told her differently.&nbsp; She looked to Abigail, then to Jason, then instinct seemed to take over and in a moment she simply allowed the Alpha to be right.&nbsp; The apprehension slipped from her in a moment, and her smile widened.<br><br>"Welcome to the pack."<br><br>She might not have caught Abigail off guard at all if she hadn't been looking up through the foliage towards the others.&nbsp; The one who kept himself aloof and worked the barbecue looked up when she did; and she saw little more than the tall silhouette of a dark skinned man.&nbsp; She felt his eyes turn towards her, aware of her presence as well, even if he couldn't see her.&nbsp; The other two still danced around the fire, singing along to the next Beatle's song in what sounded like a 'Greatest Hits' collection.<br><br>But the brief glance stole Abigail's attention, and Lacey had run towards Abigail and dropped her shoulder to try a bull tackle that would have been much suited for someone who didn't waiver around a hundred pounds of weight.&nbsp; Lacey threw the full force of herself into Abigail, but had no expectation of the strength and speed and resiliency she would find.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 21:18:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abby could tell Lacey an elder that would do that very thing if he could get hold of the pretty little redhead, but she surmised that telling her newest pack mate that her ex husband was one of those vampires probably wasn't such a smart idea.&nbsp; <br><br>It was thanks to her vampire senses that Abby felt Lacey's movement before actually seeing it.&nbsp; The vampiress easily sidestepped what would have been a decent blow to her midsection.&nbsp; Instinctively she used Lacey's forward momentum against her, reaching out to grab her hair.&nbsp; The hold on her hair was more to keep her from falling flat on her face than it was to use as leverage.&nbsp; <br><br>As Lacey's body fell toward the sandy beach, Abby swung her leg around so that she would be straddling the redhead's body.&nbsp; Lacey landed with a soft 'ooooof', and Abby immediately placed her backside between Lacey's shoulder blades, effectively pinning the red wolf beneath her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you for the welcome."&nbsp; She said with a smile, reaching her hand up to pet the top of Lacey's hair and give it a gentle ruffle.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 00:53:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://i428.photobucket.com/albums/qq9/sephirothii13/felicia-day-2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; <br><br>Lacey's head jerked back with the fingers tightening in her hair, then gave a gasp and a small squeak of pain - though Abigail didn't miss the scent of arousal that accompanied the pull on her hair.&nbsp; Her body arched and seemed to relax slightly, until she was twisted and turned and plopped down into the beach sand.<br><br>Having Abigail's weight on her a moment later only made her 'ooof!' and try to push up, before the gentle touch in her hair, "My... pleasure," she grunted, trying to push herself up with Abigail's weight on her back.<br><br>Jason shook his head, running a hand into his hair as Abigail playfully ruffled Lacey's.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Lacey.&nbsp; Seriously.&nbsp; Working out,&nbsp; A little sparring now and then."<br><br>"I know..." Lacey whined.&nbsp; She squirmed again, a petite derriere wiggling, before she slumped to the ground, defeated.&nbsp; She stretched her chin back, baring her neck.&nbsp; "You win."&nbsp; She let out a little whuff of disappointment, and Abby could feel other eyes on her.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div>"Care to try me?"&nbsp; The voice came out as a low, harsh growl.&nbsp; The woman wore a spaghetti-strapped black tank top, bare at the midriff, with slashed jeans and motorcycle boots giving every suggestion who the bike had belonged to.&nbsp; Her jaw tightened, and her eyes glinted ferally in the moonlight.<br><br>"Tricia..." said Jason, his voice pitched low, a warning.<br><br>"Stay out of this," she growled, sharp incisors bare, and curved claws extended from her fingertips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 01:42:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>"I'll spar with you."&nbsp; Abby volunteered, wanting as much as Jason to have the petite redhead be able to defend herself.&nbsp; Since she was now part of the pack, if things got ugly with her ex, the entire pack could be in danger.&nbsp; She didn't want any of them to be hurt because they couldn't fight.&nbsp; <br><br>As soon as Lacey admitted defeat, Abby stood up and offered a hand to help Lacey up again.&nbsp; Once the redhead was up, Abby went about dusting the sand off of herself.&nbsp; It wasn't long before her next adversary made her presence known.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby glanced at Tricia, her eyes traveling up and down, gauging her opponent.&nbsp; She was a striking beauty, and Abby licked her lips at the prospect of taking this one on.&nbsp; Abby wanted to best her, but more than that, Abby <em>wanted</em> her.&nbsp; <br><br>The vampire smiled at Tricia's growl, her own eyes shining icy blue in the moonlight.&nbsp; "I would love to try you...."&nbsp; Abby murmured, her voice thick with arousal and anticipation.&nbsp; She shrugged out of the light jacket she wore, leaving her in a simple black tank top and her capri pants.&nbsp; She faced Tricia, a feral grin of her own spreading across her full lips.&nbsp; This had to be the Alpha female of the pack, especially given the way she spoke to Jason.&nbsp; Besting her would be sweet indeed, for more reasons than just the victory.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby grinned widely, flashing the other woman a glimpse of her razor sharp incisors, her tongue sliding across the pearl white surface.&nbsp; <br><br>The two stood there eying each other for several moments, but it was Abby that finally broke the stalemate.&nbsp; Bringing one hand up, she crooked a finger at Tricia and grinned.&nbsp; <br><br>"Let's dance..."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 02:18:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>Lacey grunted.&nbsp; "Sounds... good," she chuckled.&nbsp; Jason nodded, smiling softly to Abigail, and let her help Lacey up.&nbsp; The petite redhead tossed her arms around Abigail and gave her a quick hug, and she could feel the shift in her - a greater ease and comfort, a sense that any conflict and concern she might have were secondary to the feeling of safety she had.&nbsp; Her eyes widened when Tricia came forward, and the intense gazes the two exchanged made her retreat next to Jason, who easily wrapped an arm around her.&nbsp; The dark man, and the shorter, slimmer man who'd been singing with Tricia earlier both turned their gazes to observe, forming a semicircle around the feuding females.<br><br>Abigail could feel Tricia's cheeks heat, and there was the smell of arousal that carried along with the battle-lust.&nbsp; She let Abigail strip off her jacket, eyes running over her for a moment, and then she sprang.&nbsp; Like Jason, she was a blur of motion when she chose to be, but Abigail's senses were used to such speeds.&nbsp; To an outsider, without the split second reaction times that were part and parcel of werewolves and vampires, it would have looked like a blur of black hair and olive skin, but as Tricia charged, it instead seemed as though the rest of the world was slowing down.&nbsp; Distantly, leaves hung in midair.&nbsp; Sand that was kicked up with every step flew up and then wavered, motionless, the descent of each grain of sand observable to her naked, vampiric eyes.&nbsp; Tricia came at her with a speed that bordered on slow motion.&nbsp; She was <em>fast,</em> damn fast for a werewolf, but she was no older vampire.&nbsp; It was more savagery that allowed her claws to dig into Abigail's sides, savagery and the moment's adjustment as blood rushed to her senses and through her nerves, amplifying them all.&nbsp; <br><br>The sand proved little resistance as she was knocked back - it was almost more troublesome to get her footing than the attack from the feral Alpha; the cuts had barely penetrated her blood-suffused skin.&nbsp; Tricia was still coming after her, not giving a moment's quarter, leaping through the air with her claws extended to either side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 05:18:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail had expected nothing less from an Alpha, and the fact that Tricia was fighting both to keep her place, and against a vampire only made her want to win all the more.&nbsp; <br><br>She endured the first couple of hits, hissing and snarling at Tricia as the wolf's claws penetrated her flesh.&nbsp; Tricia's body knocked her off balance, but as they both fell toward the sandy beach, Abby once again used the wolf's momentum against her.&nbsp; She planted a bare foot in the middle of Tricia's stomach, using both the momentum and her leg as leverage and launched the wolf end over end away from her.&nbsp; <br><br>In the blink of an eye the vampire was standing on two feet once again, crouching down to force her center of gravity lower.&nbsp; As Tricia launched yet another attack, Abby was ready this time.&nbsp; She raised her right hand, slashing it sideways and leaving deep bloody gouges in the wolf's flesh, her left elbow following immediately landing a solid blow to Tricia's shoulder.&nbsp; Abby both heard and felt the bone give way beneath her elbow, the sickening sound of snapping bone echoing through the night.&nbsp; <br><br>As Tricia's body moved past her, Abby pivoted on her heel, facing the Alpha female once more, bracing herself for yet another attack.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 06:29:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>Tricia has the same problems with the landing that Abigail had - the sand refused to offer traction beneath her, and her feet and claws dug furrows as she tried to steady herself.&nbsp; She gave a growl of frustration as she continued to slide, before she managed to dig in a heel and send a spray of sand behind her, launching herself once more.&nbsp; <br><br>She gave a hiss of pain at the claws, the flesh already beginning to knit itself, then a yipe and a growl as the bones of her forearm, gave way with a crunch.&nbsp; Her eyes narrowed, the scent of lust and rage filling the air even as her heart hammered with adrenaline.&nbsp; She pivoted quickly as well, using her momentum to launch a spinning sweep - her foot dropped in a quick low kick that Abigail instinctively recognized as a feint<br><br>But it wasn't the feint that was the surprise, it was the sudden burst of fur and muscle that sprouted from her arms, her shoulders.&nbsp; Muscles rippled and bulged and grew to three times their size as Tricia's arm came up in a powerful uppercut.&nbsp; The force and speed of it were staggering, and for a moment Abigail caught a flash of long muzzle, of ears flattened back against a monstrous scalp, and then she was hurtling backwards, into the canopy of trees that surrounded the small cove, crashing down amist brambles and branches that couldn't penetrate the toughness of vampiric skin and sinew.<br><br>There was a growl, Jason's - a language she couldn't understand, but the meaning was clear.&nbsp; Through the foliage she could hear the rebuke in it, and saw Tricia's form twist and shift back into something human instead of monstrous.&nbsp; Then the woman was running towards her, bounding on all fours, taking the distance at a sprint while her ripped and torn clothes fluttered off behind her.&nbsp; She threw herself through the branches, reckless.<br><br>The blow had been too soft, for the power her war frame had held.&nbsp; The woman teetered on the edge of self control, the beast fighting to rise to the surface, but she'd still struggled to reign it in.&nbsp; Even at her angriest, she'd known it was too much, that it was the difference between a challenge for acceptance and a challenge to the death, and reigned it in.&nbsp; Even as she came flying towards Abigail again, she was fighting against her instincts instead of giving in to them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 21:35:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abby shook her head, trying to clear the fog from it as she struggled to right herself after the powerhouse blow from Tricia.&nbsp; The she-wolf had launched her a fair distance, and though she was in no danger of being killed from it, it still bloody hurt.&nbsp; <br><br>The vampire groaned as she hoisted her battered body upright, glancing around quickly at her surroundings to see if there was anything she could use to her advantage.&nbsp; <br><br>She could hear Tricia coming at her again, only this time in human form rather than warrior wolf.&nbsp; Tricia was strong, that much was painfully apparent, but Abby had centuries of cunning to go along with her strength.&nbsp; She waited for her to get closer, standing still in one spot as the wolf steam rolled toward her.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby waited until the right moment, the muscles in her legs coiling and drawing tension so that she could spring into action.&nbsp; Tricia was almost upon her, and yet she waited several more seconds, and then gracefully bounded up into the lower branches of the tree above her head.&nbsp; the vampire hung there watching as Tricia, unable to stop her forward momentum ran headlong into the tree.&nbsp; Abby watched as she stepped back, shaking her head and looking a slight bit wobbly from the impact.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking a deep breath, Abby let go of the branch, dropping silently to the ground behind Tricia.&nbsp; In a flurry of movement the vampire reached out and grabbed a fistfull of Tricia's hair, yanking her head backward and hauling her body tightly up against hers.&nbsp; <br><br>She pulled the she-wolf's head off to the side, wrapping her free arm around Tricia's arms behind her body.&nbsp; In this position Tricia would have a harder time fighting back as Abby had a bit more leverage against her.&nbsp; <br><br>Adrenaline and lust pumped through her body, the arousal of both women heavy in the air.&nbsp; Abby leaned her head in, pressing her cheek against Tricia's.&nbsp; "That's it....."&nbsp; She whispered against her skin, pausing just a moment to flatten out her tongue and lick her way up the side of Tricia's face.&nbsp; The vampire groaned loudly, pressing her body more tightly against Tricia's.&nbsp; "Let me taste you...."&nbsp; She purred, planting several warm wet kisses alongside the wolf's neck.&nbsp; Her mouth watered for a taste of her blood, wanting to give the beautiful woman The Kiss and feel Tricia's pleasure as her own.&nbsp; <br><br>Without waiting for a response, Abby sank her teeth into Tricia's neck, the sharp incisors puncturing the taught surface of her flesh.&nbsp; Warm coppery blood flowed into Abby's body, and she was able to feel Tricia's arousal and bloodlust, could feel the pleasure she was receiving from the kiss.&nbsp; Abby groaned against her neck, enjoying the moment while it lasted, aware that at any moment the fight may begin again.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 22:13:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>Tricia wiped splinters from her face as the tree began to teeter, and then crashed down amid the vegetation.&nbsp; She growled and tried to spin, fighting with the solid grip on her hair, then trying to throw a headbutt backwards.&nbsp; "Are we flirting now?" she snarled.&nbsp; She stiffened slightly as Abigail's body molded against her back, the razor claws reaching back and running up her thighs, her hips, leaving bloodied cuts and shredded clothes in their wake.&nbsp; <br><br>She tried to yank herself away as Abigail's tongue licked up the side of her face, her breath catching.&nbsp; Her body was strong - the muscles of her back and arms and legs flexed and tensed, trying to drive backwards and only meeting Abigail's blood-fueled strength.&nbsp; She shivered at the word 'taste,' her blood pumping faster, her arousal and battle rage mixing with a new scent - fear.<br><br>"Fuck you, you dyke c - " she swore, as Abigail planted soft, wet kisses that made her shiver again.&nbsp; Then she gasped, her body jerking as the first taste of blood touched Abigail's tongue.&nbsp; Her eyes widened, the pupils dilating, and she sucked in a breath.&nbsp; Her blood tasted like Jason's blood - wild and primal and pumping with <em>life</em>, life that seemed to kick-start Abigail's body in response.&nbsp; <br><br>"Ohhhh...." said Tricia, fighting against it.&nbsp; Then her body quaked, the smell of her honey filling the small copse of trees.&nbsp; She jerked and shuddered, claws digging into Abigail's thighs, her breath simply becoming a long exhalation as pleasure wracked her.&nbsp; For a moment she simply melted into it, her mouth open in an erotic gasp for breath - and then she tore herself away, flesh and sinew ripping as they pulled through Abigail's incisors.&nbsp; The blood flowed across her neck, hot and red, and she turned and lunged at Abigail, bearing her to the ground amid branches and underbrush.<br><br>She rubbed herself against Abigail, through the jeans, her claws focused on tearing away fabric, her eyes still glinting in the moonlight, her fangs still extended.&nbsp; "I'm going to taste <em>you</em>" she growled, her voice every bit as filled with self assurance as Jason's had been.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 03:39:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abby felt Tricia's orgasm, the pleasure of it transferring through her blood.&nbsp; She moaned against the other woman's neck, feeling the same breathless exhilaration Tricia had felt.&nbsp; It was a very&nbsp; heady experience, and the intensity of it left her momentarily shaken.&nbsp; <br><br>In that split second, Tricia had her on the ground and was clawing and tearing at her clothes.&nbsp; For a moment Abigail entertained the idea of allowing Tricia to do what she wanted, the arousal she was already feeling demanding she satisfy it.&nbsp; But she just as quickly remembered that this wasn't some simple interlude.&nbsp; This was a fight for dominance, and Abby was determined to win it.&nbsp; <br><br>The vampire smiled, relaxing her body as much as she could, wanting Tricia to think that she was giving in.&nbsp; She waited, trying not to let the sexual desire and need cloud her head.&nbsp; When Tricia leaned close to her, Abby sprung into action.&nbsp; She grasped Tricia's wrists, placed her knee in the wolf's midsection and quickly rolled her over onto her back.&nbsp; She snarled down at her,&nbsp; pinning her to the ground.&nbsp; Her legs straddled Tricia's waist, her hands wrapped tightly around the other woman's wrists.&nbsp; <br><br>"What if I wasn't done tasting you?"&nbsp; Abigail asked, her voice a mere purr, her lips hovering closely to Tricia's.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 05:45:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>Tricia lunged up with a snap of her teeth, her mouth coming close to Abigail's even as she fought from beneath.&nbsp; &nbsp;She fought to free her wrists, to buck her hips, giving another snap when she couldn't dislodge the elder vampire, then making a lunge with her mouth towards Abigail's own wrist.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her hips arched up, off the ground , taking Abigail with them but still not managing to dislodge the lithe vampiress.&nbsp; <br><br>Her fingers flexed, the claws still scraping across the backs of Abigail's hands, and she gave a shudder at the word taste again.&nbsp; The purr seemed to enrage her further, as if it were a reminder of her own powerlessness - and that powerless sparked a new flair of arousal.&nbsp; Jason was the only one who'd had his way with her, even when she resisted, and now it seemed there was another up to the task.<br><br>Her mouth lunged upwards again, but this time it met Abigail's in a feral kiss, a kiss that was tongue and razor teeth, sharp and urgent.&nbsp; Even the taste of her own blood din't deter her, but her back arched&nbsp; and her soft curves pressed up against Abigail's own.&nbsp; She broke from the kiss with a gasp for air, and then a moment later her teeth drove into Abigail's jaw, drawing the vampiress's blood in kind.&nbsp; She gave a growl, her own lips wet and red.<br><br>"Just admit you <em>want</em> to be mine," she growled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>15-02-2013, 17:20:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail met her kiss, responding in kind.&nbsp; Hot and hungry, her lips devoured Tricia's, her tongue delving into the honeyed sweetness of her mouth.&nbsp; She groaned softly, enjoying the feral feel of the other woman beneath her, the savageness of the arousal they were both feeling.&nbsp; <br><br>She continued to hold the other woman down, moaning with pleasure as Tricia's body wriggled and bucked beneath her.&nbsp; By now they were both covered in blood, the crimson liquid dripping from both women's mouths, the smell and taste of it only fueling Abby's own hunger. <br><br>The vampire hissed in pain as Tricia's teeth dug into her jaw, a snarl of rage echoed through the night, Abby's strength increasing as lust and anger surged through her body. <br><br>Abigail actually laughed at Tricia's statement, a knowing smile passing across her blood stained lips.&nbsp; "Oh no....."&nbsp; She murmured softly, leaning down to slide her tongue across the other woman's lips, cleaning away both her own and Tricia's blood.&nbsp; "I think you have it wrong pet.&nbsp; I think it is <em>you</em> who want to be mine."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 05:03:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>Tricia pressed harder against the restraints on her wrists as she smelled Abigail's own lust and fury rising in tandem.&nbsp; There was a tinge of fear and surprise in her - perhaps that she'd already handled Tricia so deftly without the added power of rage.&nbsp; She struggled against the hold on her wrists, her naked chest rippling with a growl, and she made another lunge for Abigail's mouth as she teased her.<br><br>The 'pet' made her buck one more time, dislodging just enough that her hips slammed up against Abigail's bottom, and then her teeth caught against Abigails jaw, her lips pressing into a feral kiss even as teeth scraped her lower lip.&nbsp; She lifted her back, ignoring the way it made her soft curves press up against Abigails own, or the crimson stain smear between them.&nbsp; There was an electric moment where the hard tips of her nipples caught against Abigails own, and Abigail could feel the rumble of the growl in her chest, her throat.&nbsp; <br><br>She shifted and shimmied trying to rub herself up against Abigail, the heat in her loins beginning to demand some kind of satisfaction.&nbsp; Her body pressed again, but this time she didn't fall back, she pressed into another kiss, and another, as the whole of her silken, bloodied body arched and rubbed against Abigail's.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"<em>Quit.&nbsp; Talking,</em>" she growled, a rasp in Abigail's ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 17:00:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail grinned, her excitement surging with a sense of victory.&nbsp; She wasn't concerned about the Alpha position any longer, all that mattered to her in that moment was that Tricia was actually giving over to her lust and wanting the vampire to take her.&nbsp; <br><br>Without a word, Abby leaned down, sliding her tongue slowly across the other woman's bare skin.&nbsp; Her mouth blazed a trail down the center of Tricia's chest, tasting the mixture of both of their blood.&nbsp; She moaned softly against her skin, her mouth and tongue sliding over to cover one of her bare breasts.&nbsp; Abigail's mouth encircled the entire tip, laving her tongue across the pebble hard nipple.&nbsp; She scraped with her teeth, and then soothed with her tongue, sucking and nipping at the sensitive tip.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail made sure to give both breasts ample attention, keeping her mouth occupied while her hands were busy ridding Tricia of her pants.&nbsp; Razor sharp nails sliced away the material, ridding the wolf of her undergarments as well, leaving Tricia bare before her.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes roamed over the beautiful body naked before her, her mouth watering once more for a taste of her.&nbsp; <br><br>In a blur of movement, Abby let go of Tricia's wrists, immediately settling herself between Tricia's parted thighs.&nbsp; Sharp nails dug into the softness of her inner thigh, holding her in place, while Abby's mouth descended on her nether regions.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby swiped her tongue along the entire length of Tricia's sex, using the tip of her tongue to tease the sensitive nub buried between her soft lips.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 20:16:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>Tricia's arms still strained - even if she wanted to, she couldn't forget that their was a challenge implicit in this, and she struggled against Abigail's grip even as Abigail's tongue traced lazily down Tricia's full breasts.&nbsp; She let out a hiss as Abigail's mouth closed around her breast, back arching up again to try to force ... more.&nbsp; More pleasure, more of her nipple within Abigail's mouth, more of overything.&nbsp; The wolf was always hungry, always greedy, and all the battle-lust had crystallized into primal <em>need</em>, but the desire to be touched didn't abate her hunger to claw, to bite.<br><br>She was aware distantly that they had an audience.&nbsp; She could feel more more hungry sets of eyes upon the two of them, drawn in by the challenge.&nbsp; Distantly, she could smell that lust as well, though it paled compared to the coppery scents across Tricia's skin.<br><br>The slashed jeans were already marred by Tricia's brief change, but the claws freed the last of the denim.&nbsp; Only the boots seemed to have mostly survived the experience, but she remained unconcerned with them.&nbsp; For a moment her hands flexed, torn by the desire to slash at Abigail's face as her mouth knelt between Tricia's soft thighs.&nbsp; She gave a yelp and a growl as the claws dug into her thighs, and her hands dug into thick, shattered wood on one side of her, the other over a large rock half buried in the turf.&nbsp; Her hands squeezed them both, and her hips bucked up, her thighs slipping to wrap around Abigail's head.<br><br>Another growl came out with the lick, and her hair tossed back.&nbsp; Her voice rippled with hunger as she spoke again.&nbsp; "Fucking... <em>taste me</em>" she snapped, impatience and need making her blood race through her veins.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 20:53:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>"Tsk, tsk, tsk...."&nbsp; Abigail admonished her with a purr, giving Tricia another teasing swipe with her tongue.&nbsp; "That's not how you ask."&nbsp; Abigail knew exactly what it was that Tricia wanted, but she was going to make her ask for it rather than demand it.&nbsp; <br><br>Long sharp nails continued to hold Tricia in place, not wanting to give her the opportunity to get away.&nbsp; She pursed her lips together, blowing cold air across the sensitive surface of her damp sex, flicking her tongue teasingly across Tricia's clit.&nbsp; Abigail had every intention of driving the woman mad with need, having her so sexually wound up that she would do anything in order to satisfy the need.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail too felt that they were no longer alone, that there were other eyes on them both, but her concentration was centered on the beautiful creature lying naked before her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 22:33:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>The rock powdered, and the tree branch splintered under Tricia's grip, and she gave another growl of pure frustration.&nbsp; "<em>Fucking...</em>" she rasped, then wriggled, trying to free her legs and somehow turn the tables.&nbsp; Her claws rent furrows in the needles and grass of the little copse, and his hips bucked, uncertain if she was trying to writhe away or towards the source of temptation.<br><br>Her body gave a shiver at the tease of blown air, her thighs shuddering.&nbsp; Her hips gave one more sharp jerk, the sound coming from her mouth more cry of anguish than growl.&nbsp; She slipped her hands from the ground, claws retracting in an eyeblink, but sharp fingernails driving into Abigail's scalp and trying to pull her forward.<br><br>She could hear a little squeak of surprise from Lacey, on the beach, and smell a distant flair of arousal as the Omega was simply bent forward in the sand by the tall, black Beta.&nbsp; Her submission came naturally to her, but there was a flood of smells to accompany it -nervousness and hesitation, reticence that fought against instinct to rut back against him like an animal.&nbsp; She could smell the male Omega's arousal rising too, and any noise of protest she might have made was cut off as her throat was filled.<br><br>Jason didn't participate, though.&nbsp; She could feel him through her connection, drawn tense as a piano wire, still focused entirely on the confrontation.<br><br>"Fucking..." gasped Tricia again, as her efforts went in vain.&nbsp; "Fucking... <em>please</em>," she gasped, trying to press her clit, her wet sex up to Abigail's tormenting mouth.&nbsp; She arched up on shoulders and neck, trying to drive her hips up against Abigail's mouth as her fingernails scratched through Abigail's hair.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 23:45:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>The vampire hissed softly as Tricia's nails dug into her scalp, but she maintained her distance, waiting for the she wolf to utter the word of submission.&nbsp; <br><br>The air around them was charged with arousal and tension, and it felt as if it was all building to a crescendo.&nbsp; Time seemed to slow, the moment of anticipation drawn out for what seemed like an eternity.&nbsp; <br><br>The moment the word 'please' left Tricia's mouth, Abigail's mouth descended upon her highly aroused sex.&nbsp; Her tongue flattened and slid forcefully up and down the dripping channel, circling and sliding across the sensitive nub that so desperately needed her attention.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby let go of one of Tricia's thighs, immediately sliding the middle and ring finger of that hand inside of Tricia's damp channel, curling her fingers upward while she slid them in and out, rubbing her finger tips forcefully against the outer inside wall.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 00:28:49</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>With the single word, something in Tricia seemed to snap, and as Abigail's mouth descended, muscles rippled through Tricia.&nbsp; Suddenly the fanged incisors had retracted, push and pull of instincts and will melted into unison, and her hips tipped hungrily against Abigigail's mouth.&nbsp; Her muscles kept her arched, and her throat bare - and while Abigail might not be a wolf, she could still feel the bonds around her shifting, Tricia's acceptance of her new role, her new place within the pack.&nbsp; She was Alpha no longer - but there seemd to be sweet rewards as a Beta. <br><br>"Ughn...<em>fuckfuckfuck</em> she gasped, muscles twitching, thighs locking behind Abigail's head as she begged for more in tone if not in words.&nbsp; "<em>ohpleasefuckyes</em>," she gasped, as Abigail gave her the attention her body craved, as blood pooled in her loins and engorged the sensitive nub.&nbsp; "<em>ohgodI'msoclose...</em>" she continued.<br><br>There was the craash of branches and the crack of broken sticks, as Jason crossed the beah and plowed through the foliage in a handful of steps.&nbsp; Tricia was busy tightening and squeezing around Abigail's fingers, and Jason made no move to break the contact.&nbsp; Instead he just ripped down the last tatters of Abigail's jeans, sliding the black swimwear panties to the side before his girth sheathed itself inside of her.&nbsp; He grabbed Abigail's hips, driving himself to the hilt, and growled in her ear.<br><br>"Don't you <em>dare</em> stop," he threatened, finally letting the tense feral from its collar and seizing what he'd wanted all along.&nbsp; Tricia gasped and continued to bow her body, on edge and wild with her own need.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 03:32:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>As soon as Tricia bared her throat to Abigail, she instantly relaxed, knowing that the battle was over.&nbsp; Now she could concentrate on pleasure instead of her place in the pack.&nbsp; <br><br>She groaned loudly, her lips grazing across the inside of Tricia's thighs as the she wolf bucked and writhed in front of her.&nbsp; The vampires fingers continued to slide in and out of her wet sheath, wriggling them now and again to add an extra zing of pleasure for Tricia. <br><br>Once again she buried her head between Tricia's legs, her tongue stroking along silken flesh in time with her fingers.&nbsp; He tongue splayed across Tricia's clit, teasing and tormenting, her lips wrapping around the sensitive nub to suck and tug on it gently.&nbsp; <br><br>She was so wrapped up in Tricia's pleasure that she had barely noticed Jason's approach, that was until he buried himself deep inside of her.&nbsp; Abigail moaned with pleasure, automatically pressing herself hard against him, unable to stop the shudder of her body as he stretched her walls from within.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hips bucked and ground themselves against him, her own pleasure already heightened.&nbsp; She continued her sensual torment of the woman in front of her, working diligently to bring her to the most exquisite of climaxes.&nbsp; She could feel the pleasure building within her, and just as Tricia was about to orgasm, she opened her mouth, planting her razor sharp incisors into Tricia's groin, giving her The Kiss, while her fingers continued to work in and out of her sex.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 03:56:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>The she wolf's muscles were powerful, squeezing hard against the resistance Abigail offered - a werewolf lover was probably just as pleasurable for either gender, and the powerful contractions of her muscles.&nbsp; They were already quivering with pleasure, the battle lust setting her on edge in a way no mere flirtation could have.&nbsp; She gurgled something unintelligible, her belly quaking as her body danced on the tips of Abigail's fingers and tongue.<br><br>"...please..." she gasped again, just as Jason buried inside Abigail.&nbsp; <br><br>Jason's hand slid up and against her neck, pressing her firmly against Tricia even as it held her in palce while he stretched her walls and began to jackhammer inside of her.&nbsp; The force of his thrusts was hard enough to make Tricia shake with each thrust, and the rumbling, possessive growl in his throat suggested just how difficult it had been to collar the beast while Abigail and Tricia fought.<br><br>Tricia screamed out her pleasure as the fangs sunk home, the blood that pooled in Abigail's mouth flush with arousal and desire.&nbsp; A moment later, an altogether different honey joined the copper wetness, as Tricia's pleasure filled Abigail's mouth, and her walls clenched and quivered.&nbsp; Her fingers ran from Abigail's scalp back into her own hair, another scream of pleasure echoing after the first.<br><br>Julien had <em>never</em> shared her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 16:47:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail had never experienced anything like this.&nbsp; She honestly wondered if it was possible to perish from the intensity of the pleasure she was experiencing.&nbsp; Hot delicious blood flowed into her mouth, the coppery liquid charged with lust and arousal.&nbsp; <br><br>She moaned against Tricia's sex, her tongue happily lapping up the blood and nectar pooling between the wolf's nether lips.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail grunted each and every time Jason hit home, her fingers clawing at the earth beside Tricia as the pleasure threatened to consume her whole.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes....yes.....Jaaaaaaasooonnnnnnnn....."&nbsp; She moaned, the muscles in her body tensing and coiling as she neared her own pinnacle.&nbsp; Her body bucked and arched, a scream of pleasure erupting from her lips.&nbsp; The sound was muffled as her mouth was still firmly planted over Tricia's womanhood, unwilling to relinquish the sweet taste of the other woman for even a moment.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 03:18:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>They fell into a primal rhythm, Tricia's body responding to every probe of fingers, every taste of tongue, every hard thrust that seemed to ripple through Abigail and send a concussive ripple through Tricia as well.&nbsp; Her body arched and quivered and spasmed.&nbsp; <br><br>Jason could still hear her screams of pleasure, even buried as her mouth was.&nbsp; His fingers tightened hard on her hips, as his length continued to savage and plow her, certain he had no intention of stopping anytime soon.&nbsp; The other hand tightened on her neck, squeezing possessively.&nbsp; Each thrust was like a train laden with freight slamming into her, his hips battering both of them.<br><br>He pulled her up for a moment, as she felt him begin to shudder inside of her, as she could feel every vein of his cock rushing with blood.&nbsp; His seed was molten hot inside of her.&nbsp; He caught her mouth, kissing her rough and hard, licking at the tangled tastes of juice and blood and setting his tongue dancing with hers as he loosed himself inside of her.&nbsp; <br><br>He released her from the kiss with a groan, and Tricia's mouth found hers moments after.&nbsp; It was just as feral and hungry a thing as Jason's kiss had been, and her hands rose to cover Abigail's breasts, squeezing and pressing herself against alpha female, her need abated but not extinguished.<br><br>Elsewhere, Lacey's resistance was melting into pure hungry need of her own, as she was shared between the other two wolves of the pack.&nbsp; Her cries began to ring out over the beach, utterly wanton and unrepressed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 01:49:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br>Abby's body bounced forward with each thrust of his hips, the force of them shoving her mouth more firmly against Tricia.&nbsp; The vampire moaned with pleasure, the sound vibrating against Tricia's flesh as the wolf bucked and moaned beneath her.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby could feel her own orgasm looming, each delicious thrust bringing her that much closer.&nbsp; She growled hungrily as Jason pulled her up to kiss her, her mouth and teeth savaging his mouth with greedy need.&nbsp; <br><br>Her body hovered on the edge of climax, but the sensation of Tricia's hands closing over her breasts sent Abby over the edge.&nbsp; <br><br>She groaned into the hot and savage kiss, her mouth and tongue devouring Tricia's as her body spasmed with release.&nbsp; Her inner muscles convulsed around Jason's still throbbing cock, milking him of every last drop.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 08:23:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>The pair of lovers pressed against Abigail from both sides, gasping for breath, their heartbeats reverberating in unison, the pump of blood and the pulse of pheremones in the hair making it smell of male and female musk.&nbsp; Hot gasps filled the air as the intensity of the moment peaked and then ebbed.&nbsp; Like wolves, they continued to press against her, Tricia nuzzling against her cheek while Jason's nose rubbed against the nape of her neck.&nbsp; For a moment it was perfect - hearts hammering, breaths slowing incrementally, pleasure oozing like sweat that coated their bodies.<br><br><em>click</em><br><br>She heard the sound distantly.&nbsp; There was the tide of surf to contend with, the gasps of pleasure and whimpers of ecstasy that still came from Lacey and the other two men in the pack.&nbsp; Jason's breath in one ear, and Tricia's hot in the other, the crackle of the fire and the smell of burning chicken - but she'd <em>heard it</em>, and then it came again.<br><br><em>click</em> <br><br>The close of a shutter, a high speed camera.&nbsp; He was too far away to smell, but she had a better sense of location - up on the ridge they'd crossed over to get down into the little cove.&nbsp; <br><br><em>click</em><br><br>It came again, and then the distant camera man seemed to realize the frenzy of orgied coupling had come to a halt.&nbsp; Jason began to nibble on her neck starting to stiffen inside of her again, but she heard the crack of a branch as the distant cameraman began to slip down from his place high in a tree.&nbsp; Needles crunched under his feet, as he began to run back in the direction of the parked vehicles.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 20:15:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Her mind refused to focus at first, convinced that she had only been hearing things, but the second and third time the sound came, Abigail knew that someone was out there.&nbsp; <br><br>She tried to focus, a task made incredibly hard with the feel of Jason nibbling on her neck and his cock beginning to harden inside of her once again.&nbsp; But as she heard the tree branch crack, Abigail felt a familiar sense of dread creep into her bones.&nbsp; <br><br>"Jason...."&nbsp; She whispered, her words carrying the worry she was feeling inside.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail glanced from Tricia, over her shoulder to Jason, and then to the copse of trees in the distance.&nbsp; <br><br>"Someone's.....there..."&nbsp; She murmured softly, pointing in that direction with her eyes rather than her hand.&nbsp; She didn't want to alert the intruder that any of them knew of his presence.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 21:28:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/gerardbutler/gerard_butler300.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>Jason's lips continued on her neck as she called his name, and Tricia gave a little purr as she kissed down Abigail's collarbone, both of them mistaking her tension for a moment.&nbsp; But when she spoke again and gestured with her eyes, they paused, straightening and tensing slightly.&nbsp; She felt the hackles rise on both of them, and Jason leaned back sniffing the air.<br><br>For a moment she felt him shudder inside of her, the immediate smell of their arousal and musk washing over her.&nbsp; But he set his jaw, his body on edge in a wholly new way, and then he growled.<br><br>"Drudge," he growled.&nbsp; It was a name Abigail hadn't heard often.&nbsp; Vampires preferred to call their servitors by prettier names; thrall, servitor,&nbsp; vassal.&nbsp; But the meaning was all the same - fed the blood of a vampire, a mortal became loyal unto death and possessed of greater strength, agility, and fortitude.&nbsp; Their loyalty was unquestionable - after even a single sip, they were doomed to death if their master died.&nbsp; <br><br>Tricia gave a low growl of her own, slipping out of Abigail's arms as she heard the breaking branches that suggested a retreat.&nbsp; There was a moment, and then an engine was revving to life in the parking lot built above the cove..&nbsp; <br><br>"Challenger," she called over her shoulder, recognizing the car by the rev of the engine from a few hundred yards away.&nbsp; She was already running, motorcycle boots dashing through the sand, and Jason pulled Abigail up and off of his length.<br><br>"Go with her," he growled.&nbsp; "I'll be right behind you."&nbsp; He tipped his chin back and let loose a lupine howl, one that froze the other two men and left a quivering Lacey whimpering for more movement.&nbsp; The Drudge's car was already roaring away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 00:55:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>"Julien....."&nbsp; She breathed nervously, wondering if the Drudge was one of his.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail didn't hesitate for a moment, immediately following Jason's instructions.&nbsp; She took off in the same direction Tricia had, following closely on the wolf's heels.&nbsp; <br><br>Jason's howl sent a shiver rippling down her spine, but she found it oddly comforting.&nbsp; She had a family now, one that she would defend to her death, and she knew they would do the same for her.&nbsp; <br><br>Her vampiric speed had her catching up to Tricia quickly, both women sprinting side by side.&nbsp; <br><br>She could hear Jason following right behind, his breathing echoing in her ears.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 01:23:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://celebsview.info/wp-content/uploads/natassia-malthe-06.jpg)</div><br>Tricia bounded up through the copse of trees, beelining up the hill without a self conscious bone in her body.&nbsp; Jason was a few paces behind, shouting orders to the rest of the pack.<br><br>"Ox, canvas the area, make sure there's no others.&nbsp; Deke, Lacey, get back to the Court, let the Chairman know what's happened."&nbsp; His voice was a sharp hard bark, and even in the aftermath of heady sex they were springing to their feet, moving to comply while Tricia gave a howl of her own.&nbsp; The others answered in kind by reflex, letting Tricia know their positions as she headed the chase.<br><br>Emerging from the thicket she sprang onto the back of her bike, gunning the engine and waiting for Abigail to leap on the back.&nbsp; She sniffed the air, smelling the exhaust of the fleeing Challenger.<br><br>Jason waved them forward, hopping over the door of the car into his Mustang.&nbsp; "Go!" he shouted.&nbsp; "Trish's faster."&nbsp; His fingers were already moving to the keys.<br><br>Tricia waited for Abigail, engine already primed to tear off the asphalt, the monstrous black bike looking as feral and hungry for pursuit as its rider.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 05:03:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail would have stopped to admire the workings of the pack, fascinated by how smoothly and seamlessly they worked in unison.&nbsp; It was a thing of beauty to behold, and had the circumstances not called for swift action, she would have enjoyed the moment for all it was worth.&nbsp; <br><br>As it was however, there was no time for such.&nbsp; She made a beeline for Tricia's bike, hopping on and settling herself against Tricia's back in preparation for what she knew was going to be a fast take off.&nbsp; She wrapped her arms around the other woman, holding onto her tightly, and glanced back at Jason.&nbsp; <br><br>The worry and anxiety she was feeling shone in her eyes, and she prayed to whatever power that might be listening that they would catch up to the intruder before they could get away.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 06:59:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.tuningnews.net/news/080825/h-r-dodge-challenger-hr-02.jpg)</div>The motor revved powerfully as Abigail wrapped herself around Tricia's body, the motorcycle roaring as it took off from the line.&nbsp; The engine was a beast on wheels - under any other circumstances it would have been its own delight just to ride on.&nbsp; They quickly caught sight of the fleeing vehicle - it roared through the streets of Eureka, sending people scattering in its wake as the driver ignored pedestrians and roared up and onto sidewalks to make sharp turns.&nbsp; <br><br>But the car was poorly built to evade pursuit - it was distinctive, with chrome finish and a glowing LED undercarriage that covered the ground with a violet glow.&nbsp; The car had accents with the same violet tinge, and the blacked out windows offered little view of the driver.&nbsp; Tricia gave another howl as the bike roared, and the answering cry from Jason gave another sense of where he was - though the '68 wasn't doing well at keeping pace with the newer, more powerful Challenger.<br><br>"Fuck!" shouted Tricia, zigging and sliding the car around a turn as the driver popped the window and fired backwards at the pair on the bike.&nbsp; Abigail caught quick sight of Hispanic features and facial tattoos, a shaved head, and then they lost a visual around the corner.<br><br>With lupine senses and a pair of wolves running the prey to ground, it mattered little.&nbsp; The car's engine was still easily audible, and the pursuers slipped off to parallel streets, boxing the fleeing car in like a running deer.<br><br>"We'll let him get out of the city," shouted Tricia, over her shoulder.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 05:00:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail clung to Tricia, plastering her body against the other woman as the bike roared through the streets.&nbsp; <br><br>She followed Tricia's lead, leaning into the corners and tucking herself in behind so that she created less wind resistance.&nbsp; Blood surged through her veins, fear and adrenaline coursing through her system.&nbsp; <br><br>Every time they seemed to get close to the speeding car, some sort of obstacle would get in the way.&nbsp; Abigail growled in frustration, wishing there was a way they could stop the car.&nbsp; She could feel Tricia's frustration as well, but to her credit, she managed to maneuver the motorcycle expertly through the streets of town, without endangering the lives of any of the pedestrians in the way. <br><br>She squeaked in surprise as bullets whizzed by their heads, her eyes wide with shock as she ventured to glance around Tricia's shoulders.&nbsp; He was actually shooting at them.&nbsp; The thought to her was ludicrous, as unless the bullets were silver, they wouldn't do any of them any harm.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail breathed a small sigh of relief when Tricia backed off, thinking they would probably have a better chance of catching him once they were out of the city.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 09:08:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.tuningnews.net/news/080825/h-r-dodge-challenger-hr-02.jpg)</div><br>The pair of nearly-nude women drew looks as well, but they were fast enough that the occasional befuddled pedestrian didn't have time to draw out smartphones to try to snap pictures of the speeding motorists&nbsp; Tricia handled the motorcycle like a professional, pivoting around turns, sliding the bike as she grew more comfortable with the ease which Abigail responded.&nbsp; The furious sex had given them a synergy that made it easy to predict movement.<br><br>The Challenger roared towards the city limits - occasional howls from Jason pinpointed his location on the far side of the Challenger, boxing him in.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail could hear the driver, now that the window was down.&nbsp; "Usted no dice nada sobre hombres lobo! Estos chicos van a matarme!!"<br><br>The response from the other end of the line was impossible to make out, over the roar of engines and the protests of startled pedestrians.&nbsp; Then the Challenger hit one of the southern roads out of town, and Jason roared around a corner in his Mustang.&nbsp; It had done well enough keeping pace in the city, when quick reflexes and rapid acceleration could make up the difference.&nbsp; But the Challenger had the advantage on the open road.&nbsp; A bullet tore through the Mustang's window, and Jason bellowed in anger.&nbsp; <br><br>"Motherfucker!"<br><br>He kept pressure on, until Tricia could zig around him, the motorcycle humming as the engine purred and roared, and then she was keeping pace, gaining ground on the slower Challenger.&nbsp; She leaned forward, a hungry smile on her face, slipping closer and closer on the passenger side while Jason kept himself in view behind the driver's side mirror.&nbsp; Another bulelt tore through the windshield, and this time Jason grunted in pain, jerking in the seat, but his eyes were just as keen on the rundown, accelerating to keep his attention on the red Mustang rather than the deadly motorcycle that crept closer and closer.<br><br>(<em>You didn't say anything about werewolves!&nbsp; These guys are going to kill me!</em>)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>24-02-2013, 18:33:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail leaned with Tricia, as eager as her packmate to stop the Challenger and find out who the driver worked for.&nbsp; She could hear him speaking, but couldn't make out exactly what was said.&nbsp; <br><br>"Faster.....faster...."&nbsp; Abigail urged Tricia, wanting her to go as fast as the bike could possibly go, hoping to catch up to it before it managed to get away. <br><br>She let out a squeak of alarm as bullets started flying again, her head turning around frantically as she heard Jason grunt in pain.&nbsp; "Jason!"&nbsp; Abigail hissed, her anger at the high speed madman growing by leaps and bounds.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail leaned closer to Tricia, able to smell her excitement, knowing the wolf was hungry to catch him as well.&nbsp; She moved in perfect unison with Tricia, allowing her to navigate the bike in whatever way she needed to.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>24-02-2013, 23:13:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.tuningnews.net/news/080825/h-r-dodge-challenger-hr-02.jpg)</div><br>Tricia gave a growl at the faster, but it wasn't one of frustration.&nbsp; It was a deep-throated lust for the kill, the racing wolf closing on the stag, already anticipating the taste of blood.&nbsp; <br><br>"We'll be alongside in a moment," she hissed.&nbsp; "Get ready to jump."&nbsp; She crouched down, getting as low against the bike as she could, and glanced backwards as Jason was shot.&nbsp; "He's fine," she hissed.&nbsp; "We can feel silver.&nbsp; He doesn't have any," she promised.&nbsp; She throttled up, bringing the bike alongside the racing Challenger.&nbsp; She reached out a hand for the handle, getting a grip before tugging the bike away and flexing.&nbsp; The passenger side door ripped off its steel hinges, and then went clattering to the ground, sending up a long line of sparks as it skittered on the road.<br><br>"Now!" growled Tricia, bringing the bike as close as she dared.&nbsp; The driver looked over, slamming the car towards them, intent on sending Tricia and the bike off the road.&nbsp; He smelled of fear and adrenaline, trying to bring the gun around as an afterthought.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 01:44:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Using both her vampire speed and reflexes, Abigail managed to vault herself from the bike and into the passenger seat of the speeding Charger.&nbsp; <br><br>As soon as her feet touched the floorboard she was a flurry of movement.&nbsp; She launched herself at the driver, one hand wrapping itself around the front of his throat.&nbsp; Abigail put just enough pressure on the man's windpipe to cut off most of his airflow.&nbsp; <br><br>She held on tightly as the man gasped and struggled, not about to give up the advantage she had.&nbsp; Her free hand grasped for the one he was using to hold the gun, her grip crushing the bones of his arm so that he was no longer able to hold onto the weapon.&nbsp; <br><br>Her next move was to knock the Challenger out of gear, her foot pressing against the gearshift to knock the car into neutral.&nbsp; With the engine no longer engaged, it would slowly start loosing speed, and she could then hopefully get the car to stop before they ended up killing some poor unsuspecting humans.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 03:22:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.nndb.com/people/447/000354382/francis-capra-2-sized.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://www.tuningnews.net/news/080825/h-r-dodge-challenger-hr-02.jpg)</div><br>The driver nearly threw himself out of the car in his haste to get away from Abigail - he threw himself back against the door, but the blur of motion that was Abigail was impossible for him to follow with the naked eye.&nbsp; He managed to squeeze the trigger once more, shooting out the window of his own car, and Tricia yelped and slowed, disappearing behind the careening Challenger.&nbsp; There was no fresh scent of blood in the air - the bullet had gone wide, but close enough that Tricia was veering on the side of caution.<br><br>The man struggled and gave a cry as the bones in his forearm broke under her crushing grip - then she was jockeying for position with wheel and stick shift, the man still squirming in her grip.<br><br>His cell phone was connected via an arm to the dashboard - the face plate of the iPhone was still lit, and out of a corner of her eye, she could see that the call was still going.&nbsp; The reciever could still hear everything that was going on.<br><br>The caller was listed as <em>Reyes.</em><br><br>Soon the car was sliding, slower and slower, and Jason's car was alongsie, keeping pace and forcing the Challenger to remain in its lane.&nbsp; Jason would be at risk to any oncoming vehicles, but on the two lane road he'd likely have plenty of time to see them and respond.&nbsp; His shirt was still splashed with blood, his face twisted with rage.<br><br>The camera he'd used was at her feet, and a moment later the gun bounced out of his hand and off the seat, landing at her feet as well.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 20:05:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail immediately reached down with her free hand to grab the gun, tossing it out of the window.&nbsp; It landed with a soft 'thud' in the passenger seat of Jason's car.&nbsp; <br><br>She turned her attention back to the driver, her eyes glowing icy blue in the moonlight.&nbsp; "Stop the car....."&nbsp; She growled menacingly, wanting to get the car stopped so that they could not put anyone else's life in danger, as well as find some answers.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes grew wide with surprise as she glanced at the phone, immediately recognizing the name displayed.&nbsp; Why on earth would Reyes send one of his humans to find her and take pictures of her?&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail resisted the urge to grab the phone and demand answers, for the moment concentrating on getting the vehicle stopped and the driver under control.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 20:12:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.nndb.com/people/447/000354382/francis-capra-2-sized.jpg)</div><br>The drudge's eyes widened, but the glow of her eyes and the fear for his own life made him nod.&nbsp; He put a foot to the brake, slamming it down - perhaps in hope that it might dislodge Abigail, but the change of inertia hardly registered to vampiric strength.&nbsp; The car skidded to a stop, turning sideways on empty road, the tires squealing over the last few feet.<br><br>Jason slid the Mustang in a similar pivot, boxing in the Challenger on one side.&nbsp; On the other Tricia slid around and waited on her motorcycle.&nbsp; Even stark naked except for the cowboy boots, she had a fearsome glower.&nbsp; <br><br>For the first time, the rudge seemed to realize Abigail was still naked, as well, his eyes briefly travelling down her body.&nbsp; Any arousal he might have felt was certainly supressed by the blood still on her chin, her belly and breasts, the remnants of the violent lovemaking and battle for dominance with Tricia.&nbsp; <br><br>He tried to say something, but no words came out around the grip on his throat and larynx.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 20:25:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail was completely unconcerned by her nakedness, her attention too focused on the human in front of her and what his presence signified for her life.&nbsp; <br><br>Realizing that he was attempting to speak, she released some of the pressure on his throat, allowing air to once again flow into his lungs.&nbsp; <br><br>"Who are you and what do you want?"&nbsp; She asked quietly, knowing that Reyes could hear every word that was being said.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 20:56:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/8f/Iphone_4G-3_black_screen.png/250px-Iphone_4G-3_black_screen.png)</div><br>The drudge took in a breath, eyes watering.&nbsp; "I'm - " he began, but a voice from the phone interrupted him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Abigail," said a melodic tenor, tempered with a trace of Spanish accent.&nbsp; "The man you are speaking to is Victor Ochoa, and he is in my employ, acting on orders.&nbsp; Be a good boy and shut the fuck up, won't you Victor?"<br><br>Victor swallowed, looking to the phone, well aware his life was in one pair of hands or the other.&nbsp; "I believe we're a bit overdue for an introduction, aren't we Abigail?&nbsp; You're in my territorio, and your mere presence brings... political unpleasantries.&nbsp; Victor was merely confirming your presence.&nbsp; Let's work this out like the civilized people we are."<br><br>Victor spoke up, pleading with his distant master.&nbsp; "She was with a - "<br><br>There was the click of a hammer, as Jason smoothly leveled the appropriated gun at the back of Victor's head.&nbsp; Victor's eyes widened, and he fell silent.<br><br>"No need for threats, Abigail," said Reyes smoothly.&nbsp; "I'm well aware the cards your holding."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 21:22:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br>Abigail picked up the phone, glancing at Victor, then at Jason and back at the phone.&nbsp; Her eyes closed for a moment, and she wished with all of her heart that she could make all of the trouble just go away and be able to live out her life in peace.&nbsp; <br><br>"My apologies...."&nbsp; She said quietly into the receiver of the phone, not entirely sure what else she was going to say.&nbsp; "You'll have to excuse me if I'm a bit.....over protective....of keeping my whereabouts a secret."&nbsp; Abigail knew there was no love lost between Reyes and Julien, but that didn't mean that Reyes was her friend either.&nbsp; "If you wanted to know of my presence, why did you not ask me yourself instead of scaring the life out of me?"&nbsp; Her voice grew rather snappish, the anger of having to always be on the lookout creeping into her words.&nbsp; <br><br>"I have been offered a safe haven here in your territory, and my intent is to stay and live my life as quietly as possible."&nbsp; She responded, not knowing exactly what the elder vampire's intentions toward her were. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 22:35:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/8f/Iphone_4G-3_black_screen.png/250px-Iphone_4G-3_black_screen.png)</div><br>Reyes gave a small chuckle, appreciating the courtesy.&nbsp; "His purpose there was merely to identify your presence.&nbsp; He had no orders beyond that, though from the sound of gunfire I presume he has... overreacted.&nbsp; You know how hot-blooded these mortals can get."<br><br>He gave another small musical chuckle.&nbsp; "You have been at Julien's side a long time, Abigail.&nbsp; Hospitality suggests it is the <em>guest</em> who is responsible for announcing themselves.&nbsp; It wasn't my intention to scare you... but you must be aware the quandary your presence places me in."&nbsp; He bore the sound of her irritation, not chuckling any further.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes.&nbsp; The Court.&nbsp; I've heard.&nbsp; Were you some fledgling naif who wanted to get away from an abusive sire, I wouldn't be concerned.&nbsp; But your presence has created hostilities between the East and West Coast elders.&nbsp; Julien has cajoled, bribed, and threatened to get you back.&nbsp; There is considerable opinion that the freedom of one vampire is not worth such a conflict - but I'm also not inclined to give Julien something simply because he wants it and is throwing a temper tantrum."<br><br>Jason and Tricia were listening to the conversation, eyes full of curiosity.<br><br>"Meet with me.&nbsp; Tomorrow.&nbsp; I won't send you back to Julien, but I will make a decision, one way or the other, as to whether I will offer <em>my</em> sanctuary."&nbsp; He paused.&nbsp; "That doesn't mean Julien won't attempt to retrieve you, either way - but it will determine whether he has carte blanche or will provoke an act of war."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 23:48:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail knew that she had little choice.&nbsp; She would have to meet with him.&nbsp; Maybe if she was lucky she could convince Reyes to side with her and rid himself permanently of Julien.&nbsp; She had a sneaky hunch that several of the elders would be all to happy to have that particular thorn in their side gone.&nbsp; Julien may be an elder, but that didn't mean he was well liked amongst the rest.&nbsp; <br><br>"I will be there."&nbsp; She murmured into the phone, cringing internally as she knew there would be a lot of explaining herself to Jason.&nbsp; She was part of his family now, and he would need to know what sort of danger he had brought to his pack.&nbsp; <br><br>"Your employee......will um.....need his arm fixed..."&nbsp; Abigail muttered quietly, suddenly feeling awful that she had broken the poor man's arm.&nbsp; She let go of Victor's throat, sliding away from him and out of the car to stand next to Jason.&nbsp; "Until tomorrow...."&nbsp; She said quickly to Reyes and handed the phone back to the human.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 04:07:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/8f/Iphone_4G-3_black_screen.png/250px-Iphone_4G-3_black_screen.png)</div><br>Jason's brow furrowed as she promised to be there, and Tricia raised an eyebrow, too.&nbsp; She could smell the worry and the concern rolling off of them both, but both kept quiet, not intending to reveal their presence.&nbsp; Certainly, the druge would report on what he'd seen.<br><br>Jason turned and glanced back over his shoulder.&nbsp; There was the distant sound of sirens - the gunfire in downtown Eureka hadn't gone unnoticed, and the mortal authorities were in somewhat belated pursuit.<br><br>"And a lawyer, from the sounds of things," said Reyes dryly.&nbsp; "Tomorrow, then.&nbsp; If you'd put my overeager young ward on the phone, please."<br><br>Jason wrapped an arm around her, pulling her over the door in a fluid, possessive motion and plopping her into the passenger's seat.&nbsp; He growled at the gunshot window, at the blood in his shirt, and looked over to Tricia.<br><br>"We need to get lost, now.&nbsp; Find us a place to hole up for the night, I'm not leading anyone back to the Court."&nbsp; He gunned the engine, and Tricia nodded.&nbsp; "I know a place."&nbsp; She slung a leg over her bike, as Victor listened on the phone.&nbsp; <br><br>He glanced up to Abigail, Jason and Tricia.&nbsp; "I won't tell the cops nothing," he promised.<br><br>Jason frowned.&nbsp; "Delete the pictures on your phone," he warned, his voice a growl.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then he accelerated, slipping the car through a bootleg turn and zooming after Tricia, already roaring down the road.&nbsp; His gaze slipped over to Abigail, his eyes burning with intensity.<br><br>"Are you alright?&nbsp; He didn't hurt you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 04:21:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail gave Victor a warning glance in parting, the look telling him that should he tell anyone anything he would not live very long afterward.&nbsp; <br><br>Once they were heading away from the Charger and the encroaching mortal police, Abagail allowed herself to breathe again.&nbsp; She turned her gaze toward Jason, shaking her head in answer.&nbsp; <br><br>"No, I'm fine."&nbsp; She said quietly, suddenly feeling very small and very vulnerable.&nbsp; It angered her that even after all of this time that Julien could reduce her to feeling like a frightened mouse.&nbsp; But this time was different.&nbsp; This time she wasn't alone.&nbsp; This time she had people that would help her, and after tomorrow, she might have an elder on her side as well.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 04:41:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>Victor swallowed at the gaze, but he'd meant his earlier promise in earnest - no doubt Reyes was just as uninterested in having his charge explain why he'd been firing at people downtown in a city, and didn't care to have a panicked drudge making more of a mess than he already had.<br><br>Jason frowned as he saw her shrink into herself, and his hand slid across the distance between them, tangling in her hair and pulling her close.&nbsp; It was one part embrace, one part possessive squeeze, and he still smelled of blood and musk and arousal and adrenaline.<br><br>"Listen to me," he rasped, his voice throaty.&nbsp; "You're Alpha now.&nbsp; I don't care if you have a jealous ex... whatever, or an army of demons on your heels.&nbsp; I'm not going to let anyone hurt you."&nbsp; His hand tightened on the back of her neck, in her hair, his words fierce.&nbsp; "Don't be afraid."&nbsp; She could feel the blood pumping hard in his veins, still.&nbsp; "Not even a little bit."&nbsp; He leaned and nipped her neck, teeth raking her skin for a moment, then drawing back to keep one eye on the road.&nbsp; <br><br>Ahead, Tricia sped along, getting a honk from a passing truck as the bare-breasted beauty zoomed by.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 05:00:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail instantly melted against his touch, the feel of his hand wrapped in her hair working immediately to calm her nerves.&nbsp; She all but purred when he leaned over to graze his teeth across her skin.&nbsp; The smell of him, the feel of him calming her in a way she couldn't explain.&nbsp; It felt wonderful, and she found herself relaxing against him as he drove, completely heedless of her naked body.&nbsp; <br><br>"Jason...."&nbsp; She murmured, wanting....no needing to tell him what he had gotten involved in.&nbsp; "My ex husband.....he is a psychotic elder vampire.&nbsp; He is vicious, controlling, violent, and possessive.&nbsp; If there is something that he wants, he will slaughter anything that stands in his way."&nbsp; She explained, swallowing hard past the lump that had formed in her throat.&nbsp; "He wants me back, and he will stop at nothing until he gets exactly that."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 05:28:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>The trucker honked again as he passed the naked Abigail, but had the courtesy to stay on his course.<br><br>Jason wasn't so heedless of her naked body.&nbsp; She could see him straining through the denim, and feel him struggle for control.&nbsp; If he wasn't driving, she had every sense his hand would be tightening around her neck and pushing her downward.&nbsp; The release of battle and the pain of the bullet had only fueled his appetite for her, but while she seemed so stricken and vulnerable, he refused to push any further.<br><br>His hand tightened ever so slightly on her neck as she mentioned her ex-husband.&nbsp; He nodded at the news her husband was powerful and dangerous.&nbsp; "We're not so easy to slaughter," he said.&nbsp; "Vampires have been trying to drive weres to extinction for centuries."&nbsp; He shook it off.&nbsp; "There's places to hide you, if we need to.&nbsp; But if tries to take you - we'll end him," he promised, his voice becoming a true growl at the end.&nbsp; "If he'll stop at nothing, we'll dust him."<br><br>His eyes narrowed.&nbsp; "I don't like that smell on you," he growled.&nbsp; "Fear.&nbsp; If that's the way he makes you feel, maybe we'll end him anyway.&nbsp; I made the mistake of overlooking an enemy once."&nbsp; His eyes blazed, reflecting the starlight and the moon as they drove.&nbsp; Ahead, Tricia pulled off on a dirt road, and Jason swung the car to follow.&nbsp; "I'm not going to do it again."&nbsp; Dirt and gravel kicked up as they drove, disappearing from the road into thick green forest.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 19:09:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>She listened to him, and she wanted to believe him.&nbsp; Oh how she wanted what he said to be true.&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn't that she didn't believe Jason would die protecting her, but the centuries spent under Julien's thumb had done a lot of damage to her psyche.&nbsp; The brain washing he had inflicted upon her had kept her docile and powerless against him.&nbsp; <br><br>Once she had gotten away from him, it had taken a very long time for her to be able to function normally.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby visibly cringed when Jason expressed his dislike at smelling fear on her.&nbsp; She hated the fact that even after all of this time, Julien still had the power to frighten her, to make her feel vulnerable and alone.&nbsp; <br><br>But she wasn't alone.&nbsp; Not any more.&nbsp; <br><br>She snuggled close to Jason, allowing his scent to fill her nostrils, taking strength from him and his closeness.&nbsp; <br><br>"He made sure that I feared him."&nbsp; She explained quietly, hoping they would get to where they were going soon.&nbsp; At that moment she wanted nothing more than to loose herself in Jason and forget the rest of the world existed, even if it was for a short time.&nbsp; "He spent centuries brain washing me, keeping me frightened and alone, and completely dependent on him.&nbsp; If he didn't feed me, I didn't eat.&nbsp; If I angered him, I payed a heavy price.&nbsp; If I obeyed I would get rewarded."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Listening to the way things were, reminded her of how someone would treat an animal, or a pet, and that's exactly what she was to him.&nbsp; A pawn to do with as he pleased and toss aside when he grew tired of her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>02-03-2013, 02:59:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>He looked over again, as she seemed to retreat deeper into thought, and when she snuggled even closer, needing his touch, he frowned and slid the car to a halt, letting Tricia race on ahead through the woods.&nbsp; They were out of sight of the road, and he cut the headlights and the engine.&nbsp; He reached for her, plucking her up off her passenger seat and settling her to straddle his lap.&nbsp; His arms squeezed her tight, not afraid of his strength, confident of her own physical tenacity.&nbsp; He pulled her tight against his chest, blue eyes gleaming up at he, intense and colored by softness and a core of anger.<br><br>"You're part of the pack, now," he said, his chest a rumble against hers, his voice dark but tinged with affection.&nbsp; "When one of us eats, all of us eat.&nbsp; When one of us has a victory, we all celebrate.&nbsp; When one of us mourns, all of us mourn."&nbsp; His arms flexed, trying to pull her a little closer, letting her dark hair hang in his face, eyes sweeping over her moonlit, ivory skin.&nbsp; <br><br>"We love each other," he said, his voice softer now.&nbsp; "From Alpha to Omega.&nbsp; You'll never have to fear me, and I'll never try to control you," he promised.&nbsp; He gave a wry smile.&nbsp; "Not to say I won't get jealous," he admitted.&nbsp; "But I'll never tell you ... who you can touch, and who you can't.&nbsp; Who you can care for, and who you can't.&nbsp; You're a part of us, but we don't own you."&nbsp; A hand lifted to sweet her hair back and his fingers tightened on her neck, pulling her down and kissing her, gently, gentler than he'd ever kissed her.&nbsp; "Whatever he wanted you to be - you're not that.&nbsp; And you won't ever be again."&nbsp; He offered another kiss, this one to her chin, and then another along her jaw, her neck.&nbsp; <br><br>"We'll turn him to ash," he promised.&nbsp; "Just so you can be free of him."<br><br>Kisses continued to trace down her neck, over her collarbone, and she could feel the restrained lust starting to come unleashed, the close presence of her body and the need&nbsp; to reassure her combining to make the primal side of him slip the shackles of self-control.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>02-03-2013, 05:11:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail looked at him in surprise as he pulled the car over and turned it off.&nbsp; She blinked in confusion, her brow furrowing as she looked at Jason in question.&nbsp; <br><br>A startled squeak echoed into the night as she found herself being picked up and deposited in his lap, but the second he hugged her close to him, she realized that there was no where in the world that she'd rather be in that moment.&nbsp; <br><br>Her body melted against his, her own arms wrapping around his neck to pull him even closer.&nbsp; <br><br>She was so lost in the feeling of him that it was hard for her to concentrate on his words.&nbsp; She forced her mind to pay attention, to listen to his words and take them to heart.&nbsp; Abigail believed him, deep down in her soul she knew what he said was the truth, and that she could trust him, and she felt a part of herself let go of the past.&nbsp; It felt almost as if her soul had broken through the last shackles of bondage, freeing her spirit from its emotional prison. <br><br>Her hands caressed the side of his face, her eyes closing as he placed several gentle kisses on her face.&nbsp; It was all she could do in that moment to keep from crying, wanting to thank him, but not being able to find the words.&nbsp; <br><br>"I already am free of him...."&nbsp; She murmured softly, leaning her head backward and enjoying the feeling of his lips as they moved down her neck.&nbsp; Her fingers slipped into his hair, fingernails scraping across his scalp as she felt his need for her increasing.&nbsp; <br><br>She needed him just as much, and before she even realized what it was she was doing, her hands gripped his shirt, tearing it away from his body, needing to feel his warm flesh beneath her fingers.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-03-2013, 09:28:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>He ran his hands up her back, as she wrapped her arms around his neck.&nbsp; He squeezed her tight, his eyes still soft with concern.&nbsp; As she melted against him, as she felt the tension fade, he relaxed incrementally.&nbsp; He molded her soft body to his lean, powerful muscle with another squeeze, his closing for a moment as he simply embraced her for all he was worth.<br><br>"We'll make sure his shadow never touches you again," he promised, the growl still heavy in his throat.&nbsp; Then her fingers were sliding into the bloodied shirt, tearing it away with a rip, and his own lust surged hot and ready.&nbsp; He rose up, his hips lifting hers, his answering thrust and hungry kiss pressing her buttocks back against the steering wheel.<br><br><em>BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!!!</em> <br><br>The horn rang out, and even in his lust, the sound made him jump.&nbsp; He blinked in surprise, then gave a rich, throaty laugh.&nbsp; His arms locked around her thighs, and he scooped her onto a shoulder, vaulting over the side of the Mustang and retrieving his keys.&nbsp; <br><br>"Not here," he grinned.&nbsp; He kept her on his shoulder like a prize, popping open the trunk, clearly intent on carrying her wherever they were destined.&nbsp; The hand which pinned her thighs to his chest squeezed a buttock, and he retrieved a well-packed duffel from inside the Mustang, closed the trunk with a slam, and began to set through the forest.<br><br>"Somewhere you're not going to get a case of sunburn in an hour," he added with a grin, his eye bright, humor adding to the lust and excitement she could feel rolling off him in waves.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-03-2013, 20:38:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_m9snfqalcE1rodbc8o1_500_zpsc3ba13c0.jpg)</div><br>It was a surreal experience for her, realizing that she absolutely believed him.&nbsp; For once in her life, she trusted someone implicitly, and knew that he would protect her.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail lost herself in the kiss, her lips answering his hungrily, her body pressing against his tightly.&nbsp; <br><br>The beeping of the horn very nearly caused her to jump out of her skin.&nbsp; With all of the events of that evening, she was feeling just a touch jumpy.&nbsp; As soon as she realized what had happened, Abigail joined Jason in laughter.&nbsp; A squeak of surprise erupted from her lips as she found herself upended over Jason's shoulder, giggling and squealing when he pinched her backside.&nbsp; <br><br>"I can walk you know....."&nbsp; She murmured, sighing softly in resignation as it appeared Jason was going to carry her wherever it was they were going.&nbsp; <br><br>Another giggle bubbled up before she could stop it, a wide grin spreading across her lips.&nbsp; "Sunburns are bad for vampires."&nbsp; She laughed.&nbsp; As she dangled over his shoulder, Abby couldn't resist lifting up a hand to bring it down with a hard smack against his ass, giving his taught backside a firm squeeze with her hand.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 10:24:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>He grinned as she laughed with him, something manic and toothy in the grin, just happy to hear her laughing again.&nbsp; When she squeaked in surprise, he gave another laugh.&nbsp; Somehow, in his mind, centuries old vampires didn't <em>squeak</em> so the fact his new Alpha female did was only all the more amusing.&nbsp; He wasn't too sure he expected them to giggle or squeal, either, but the sounds so amused him he gave her rear another squeeze.<br><br>"For now," he agreed, happy to let the implication she might not be able to later linger in the air.&nbsp; But he made no move to set her down, and the soft, squirming vampire on his shoulder only got a nip on her hip for her attempt to convince him of the merits of her own locomotion.<br><br>He couldn't stop grinning as she giggled again, and the whack upon his rear and the mention of sunburns made him laugh again.&nbsp; When she followed it with a squeeze, he teased her back.&nbsp; "Careful."&nbsp; He slid rough fingers across the backside of her thigh, running the pads over the folds between her thighs, teasing along the lips as he walked.&nbsp; "Don't want to start something you can't handle."&nbsp; <br><br>He kept up his pace, not quite jogging, but still a brisk walk that would make most men break a sweat quickly.&nbsp; They passed Tricia's abandoned bike a minute later, and Abby could smell her scent on the air, mixed with the scent of fur.<br><br>Tricia let out a distant, lupine howl, and Jason corrected his course slightly.&nbsp; There was the tiny reverberation of echo in the howl, a certainty that Tricia stood at the mouth of a cave when she let the cry up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 02:11:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail let out another squeak when Jason's teeth met with her bare hip, goosebumps rising up along her pale skin in response.&nbsp; <br><br>She laughed at his words, the sound deep and throaty, her body already responding to his light teasing.&nbsp; The touch of his warm fingers against her nether lips had her biting her bottom lip and moaning softly in response.&nbsp; If she would have had her way, she would have thrown him to the ground right then and made him satisfy the hunger he was awakening.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh....don't you worry...."&nbsp; Abby breathed, drawing her fingernails up his back, leaving red marks in their wake.&nbsp; "....I can handle anything you throw at me."&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail couldn't help but grin, a wicked and sensual smile, already imagining what he might have in store for her, and knowing she would love every second of it.&nbsp; <br><br>She heard Tricia's howl, marveling at how easily the pack communicated with one another.&nbsp; It was effortless and seamless, almost as if they could sense what the other pack members were doing.&nbsp; "You will have to teach me how to do that."&nbsp; Abby murmured, wanting to learn to do the same.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 21:04:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>He toted her over one shoulder, a full duffel bag in the other hand, leaning in neither direction - the weight of both either canceled one another well, or her lupine lover was simply strong enough to not be much affected by either.&nbsp; He made good time over the paths, eventually picking his way off the trail altogether to close on the sound of Tricia's howl.&nbsp; His fingers continued to cruelly tease, two of his rough, thick fingers diving inside of her once she was beginning to squirm on his shoulder, teasing her as he crashed through the brush.<br><br>He chuckled, low and deep.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Good."&nbsp; His smile only widened at the sultry purr in her tone.<br><br>He gave another rumbling chuckle.&nbsp; "Teach you how to howl?&nbsp; Oh, we can definitely work on that all day," he promised.&nbsp; He knocked aside a branch that tried to swat at Abigail's exposed rear, and over her shoulder she could see forest fade to a dark outcropping of cave.&nbsp; Tricia's dark furred lupine form lay on her belly, her head lifting and her ears pricking at the sight of them.&nbsp; Discarded motorcycle boots - with tiny imprints of where she'd carried them in her teeth - had been dropped nearby.&nbsp; She rose to all fours, licking Abigail's hand and then bouncing up to plant paws on Jason's face and give his chin a quick swipe as well.&nbsp; Jason grinned, dropping the duffel.<br><br>"You mind setting up something across the entrance?" he asked, and Tricia gave a quick wag of her tail.&nbsp; He stopped, unzipping the duffel and pulling free a carefully folded blanket before slipping down into the cave.&nbsp; <br><br><div align="center">(http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3625/3384932550_f9db62f1f2.jpg)</div><br>Flat granite rock would be their bed for the night, but Jason tossed the blanket down atop one of the flatter outcroppings.&nbsp; Then he slipped Abigail down, onto the blanket, leaning down to kiss her an smooth her hair back from her face.&nbsp; "Mine," he murmured softly, his hardened hands cupping her face, then pulling her up for a kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 23:34:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br><br>She moaned and writhed a bit, as much as she was able to being draped over his shoulder as she was.&nbsp; Her eyes closed, and as his fingers delved inside her already wet core Abigail thought that she might go mad with need.&nbsp; <br><br>"Jason...."&nbsp; she said softly, her voice thick and raspy with rising lust.&nbsp; "If you don't hurry, I will be forced to risk a sunburn....."&nbsp; It was said jokingly, but she was only half joking.&nbsp; If they didn't get to their destination soon, she would be willing to risk the sun if it meant having him sooner rather than later.&nbsp; <br><br>She was momentarily distracted by Tricia, laughing and ruffling her fur as the wolf jumped up to lick her hand.&nbsp; Abby stared at her in awe, thinking that her wolf form was absolutely gorgeous.&nbsp; She wondered what sort of covering Tricia might put over the opening, and was curious to watch, but as soon as they were safely ensconced within the cave, her attention turned elsewhere. <br><br>A shiver of happiness coursed through her body hearing him refer to her as 'his'.&nbsp; Whenever Julien had referred to her in those terms, it never failed to make her feel sick to her stomach.&nbsp; But with Jason, it was a wonderful thing.&nbsp; <br><br>She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him gently in return, reining in the hunger she was feeling so that she could enjoy the tenderness of the moment.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>06-03-2013, 06:27:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>"Mmm... no sunburns," he said, his voice firm.&nbsp; Despite his admonition, his fingers continued to tease playfully, slipping in and out of her, but the walk was mercifully short after that.&nbsp; <br><br>Tricia wagged her tail at Abby as well, and something in the playful posture suggested she knew exactly what Jason was doing to Abigail, and vicariously approved.&nbsp; But her focus turned at Jason's instructions, and as Jason carried her back further in the cave, she could see Tricia's form slip sinuously into the athletic female form she remembered so well.&nbsp; The duffel bag was a survival kit that would humble a boy scout - she pulled out a tent, a tarp, a thicker mat for the ground.&nbsp; There were bags of beef jerky and canteens of water, a pistol and clip - the bag was only half empty when she seemed to have found everything she needed.&nbsp; Abigail could still hear her assembling the tent with practiced efficiency when Jason slipped deeper into the cave and laid out the blanket.<br><br>He sank atop her as she wrapped her arms, quickly uncoiling the leash that held his beast in check.&nbsp; Each kiss that followed was hungrier than the last, and with a grin he pressed her back down on the blanket.&nbsp; For a moment it seemed he was going to lay atop her, and his denim clad thighs parted her silky bare legs - but then his hands caught uner her thighs, and he hoisted her legs into the air, leaving her balancing her on her shoulders as he pulled her womanhood up to his mouth.&nbsp; His beard tickled at her inner thighs as he hungrily pressed his mouth against her, a wet tongue probing and tasting her.&nbsp; his mouth seemed as hungry as if he'd felled a deer and was tearing it open, but instead of devouring her he offered a sensual assault, lips and tongue and the tease of teeth while he forced her body into an arch.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 03:20:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail could sense the moment he loosed the beast within him.&nbsp; His hunger engulfed her, possessed her, made her own hunger grow by leaps and bounds.&nbsp; <br><br>She answered each of his kisses in kind, growling hungrily against his lips as he claimed hers.&nbsp; Abby reached for him, trying to pull him down on top of her, wanting nothing more in that moment than to rip his jeans off and have him plunge himself deep inside of her.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hips lifted off of the blanket, rubbing herself against his denim clad thigh, mewling with pleasure at the thought of what was to come.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail squawked in surprise as she found herself half hoisted in the air, squirming in frustration in wanting him to put her down so that she could wrap her legs around his waist and draw him inside of her.&nbsp; The frustration was short lived however, the grunts of struggle changing over to groans of pleasure.&nbsp; Her thighs closed around his head, squeezing tightly as his tongue and mouth laid claim to her womanhood.&nbsp; Her back bowed and arched, her hips pressing harder against his mouth, her hands gripping the blanket beneath her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 03:46:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>Jason's powerful arms wrapped tight around her waist, holding her tight, a prison of corded muscle that kept her womanhodd sealed to his mouth.&nbsp; His tongue and teeth teased against the hard nub of pleasure, thrusting and rubbing against it in hard flickers, while his jaw flexed over and again, his chin pressing against her nether lips with each lick.&nbsp; He took breath in hot pants, his arms keeping her from wiggling away.&nbsp; His blue eyes seemed to glow in the cave, dark spots that sparkled with the electricity surge of his lust.<br><br>His stamina was just as endlessly ferocious as when he was pushing himself inside of her - the only difference was the sharp, crystal clarity of his attack.&nbsp; The hunter's senses made him keenly aware of every, quiver, every tremble of muscle, every groan even with her thighs pressed around his head.&nbsp; He honed in on every little inch of fleshy tissue, lapping at her honey and then teasing, licking, attacking as he sought out her weakest, most vulnerable points.&nbsp; <br><br>He trusted the strength of one arm to hold her in place, balancing himself for more writhing from her while a hand slid over her full breasts.&nbsp; He squeezed them slowly, lovingly, in counterpoint to the ferocity of his mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>"Tent's ready," called Tricia, amusement ringing in her voice.&nbsp; <br><br>Jason gave a throaty growl against Abigail, then the hand on her breast slid behind her back, lifting her up and carrying her back towards the entrance, his mouth never ceasing.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 04:32:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br>Positioned as she was there was little Abby could do except for writhe against his mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>She whimpered with pleasure, grinding her damp sex against his mouth more firmly.&nbsp; She gasped and hissed through clenched teeth beneath the ferocity of his attack on her senses, the intensity of the pleasure taking her completely by surprise. <br><br>"Jason......"&nbsp; She growled, her hands clawing at his arm, trying the only way she could to try and get him to change positions.&nbsp; <br><br>Her only answer was the feel of his hand on her breasts, and even though she wanted him inside of her, she couldn't help but forget that for the moment as a new round of sensations assaulted her senses.&nbsp; She moaned and arched her back, pressing the full globes against his hand.&nbsp; <br><br>So caught up int he pleasure, Abby barely even noticed the fact that they were moving.&nbsp; His continued assault on her woman's flesh left her dazed with pleasure, her mind not able to process much aside from the exquisite sensations his mouth continually evoked.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 04:59:31</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>He grinned into her while she moaned his name, enjoying the effect his rough hand and gentle touch had on her body.&nbsp; But then he was carrying, taking a dozen steps back up to where the tent had been prepared, while Tricia lingered, not needing instruction.&nbsp; Soon there were enshrined on softer sleeping bags, the tight walls of the tent already heating from their bodies.&nbsp; <br><br>His mouth followed her down, arms slipping back to pin her when he laid her on sleeping bags, his mouth a ceaseless torment.&nbsp; His body was framed by the tent door, the slight illumination showing the ripple of corded muscle, the dark patch of body hair on his chest, the feral gleam as he dove back into her sex.<br><br>His tongue continued to lap, changign his pace, the ferocity becoming a wicked tease as he flattened his tingue, trailing it between her lips, then encircling her nub again, lazily lapping it after the frenzy of the earlier thrusts.&nbsp; He knew how wild it was driving her, and chose to keep her on edge, wanting her boy strained and tense and hungry for release.&nbsp; He continued to tease, just his tongue tormenting her, the chin and the play of teeth withdrawn to focus on the singular sensation.&nbsp; His hands snapped out, catching her wrists, pinning them down as his mouth grew crueler and crueler, the lazy swipe of the tongue slower and slower the closer she grew to the edge.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 22:50:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail moaned and writhed against the exquisite torture of his mouth, her body twisting and arching as she tried to find a way to press herself close enough that his tongue and mouth would bring her to climax.&nbsp; <br><br>Several times she could feel it building, her body starting to quiver and crest the wave, only to have Jason slow down and allow her body to relax just enough that orgasm was no longer imminent.&nbsp; <br><br>She growled in frustration, the muscles of her legs clenching around his face and neck, as if trying to force him to finish what he continually denied her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Jason......please!"&nbsp; Abigail hissed, arching her hips closer to his mouth once again.&nbsp; Her arms tightened, jerking slightly in an attempt to pull her wrists free of his hold.&nbsp; She didn't want to be bound down, she wanted to be free, to wrap herself around him.&nbsp; To be able to lick and bite and scratch.......
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 01:17:22</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>The words made his gaze snap back up, and the earnest need in it made him consider.&nbsp; For a heartbeat, he pulled back against her legs, but the tight cinch of her muscles made it impossible to pull easily off her.&nbsp; Instead of pulling away, he reversed, pressing his mouth against her and renewing all the vigor of the previous assault.&nbsp; The lazy strokes faded before speed and the attack of tongue at a speed and power that could only be accomplished by a supernatural creature.&nbsp; He loosed her wrists, grabbing her legs, the cruel tease transforming into all-out pleasure.&nbsp; He knew how close he'd kept her, knew it would be only moments before she spilled over.<br><br>It was only as her body began to shudder and writhe that he moved away, freeing himself from the tangle of her legs.&nbsp; Then he was suddenly atop her, in her, his mouth claims hers with the same fierce urgency he'd kissed her nether lips.&nbsp; All the glorious inches of Jason's shaft plunged into her, riding her with the full lupine fury she'd come to know.&nbsp; Even through padding and sleeping rolls she could feel him battering her into the stone, riding her through her climax, never letting her senses have a moment of respite from pleasure.&nbsp; Each thrust slammed her down, each withdrawal came with brutal and efficient speed, a heartbeat before he was hammering back into her.<br><br>But he freed her hands, her legs, using nothing now but his hips to pin her down.&nbsp; A low, deep growl rumbled in his chest, a noise of primal dominance.&nbsp; She'd called Tricia her 'pet,' but the noise he made, a wordless growl that meant 'mine' in a language older than the spoken tongue.&nbsp; It was a warning to anyone who would dare venture near her, a promise of violence to protect her, a claim he'd risk life and limb to keep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 02:33:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br>Her mouth opened to let out a scream of pleasure, but no sound came out.&nbsp; Abigail's body was already primed, so when Jason launched another all out sensual attack on her woman's flesh, she thought she might actually fly apart at the seams.&nbsp; <br><br>She grunted and writhed, her hands gripping and pulling at the sleeping bags beneath her, panting and gasping for air.&nbsp; One more swipe of his tongue and he would send her over the edge, just one more second and she would reach the orgasm he'd so far denied her.&nbsp; <br><br>And then he was pulling away from her......<br><br>Abigail growled at him, having reached her limits of patience, fully ready to use her strength to pin him to the ground and and find the release she so desperately needed.&nbsp; <br><br>But just as she was ready to do just that, he was on top of her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Ohfuckyes....."&nbsp; She groaned, her mouth instantly devouring his.&nbsp; The second he sheathed himself inside of her, she exploded with release.&nbsp; Her back arched, her legs wrapped around his waist, her hips grinding hard against his.&nbsp; She mewled and screamed as wave after delicious wave of pleasure coursed through her entire body.&nbsp; <br><br>He didn't give her a moment's respite, his hips hammering into her again and again, and before she had a chance to prepare herself, she was engulfed in yet another intense orgasm.&nbsp; She screamed his name, her voice echoing through the woods around them.&nbsp; She continued to writhe against him, even as his body stilled atop hers, unable to stop the quivering aftershocks.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby could feel the change in him, deep down in her soul she knew the importance of what he was doing.&nbsp; She had just claimed her position as Alpha female of the pack, and now he was claiming her.&nbsp; <br><br>Even if she wasn't a wolf, her instincts and ties to the pack let her know what she needed to do, and without a moment's hesitation she arched her head back, baring her throat to him in submission, feeling another surge of pleasure being able to offer herself to him in that way.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 05:07:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>He gave that lupine grin when she spoke, the 'ohfuckyes' accompanying his first hammering thrust into her.&nbsp; He watched her spill over once, felt her body lock around his, the smile a triumph as he savored the victory over her body.&nbsp; He set his jaw at the waves of pleasure - feeling her body clamp and clench and tremble around his first thrust made the wolfman's instincts thrill, and the hammering rhythm carried him right through her second climax.<br><br>But her sudden, easy acceptance of her position gave him a moments pause, and in the quivering aftershocks, he drew a deep breath.&nbsp; Her submission aroused him, enflamed him, but he made a point to steady himself.&nbsp; He lowered his body against hers, his hard muscles squeezing against her curves, and his mouth opened across her neck.&nbsp; His teeth raked her skin, then dug deeper, until the faintest hint of blood tickled across his tongue.&nbsp; It took an effort to break her skin, but her broke it, careful, squeezing his jaw against herneck for a moment.&nbsp; He could crush her throat, but instead he withdrew carefully, gently licking the wound he'd made.&nbsp; She was his.&nbsp; It shone certain in his eyes.<br><br>Then with a quick twist of his hips, he rolled her, laying beneath her, his hands tracing up and over her hips, her ribs, her breasts, admiring her pale beauty.&nbsp; "Ride me," he said, his voice low.&nbsp; "Ride me, then take my seed in your mouth.&nbsp; Then bite."&nbsp; It wasn't a command.&nbsp; It wasn't an order.&nbsp; It was a statement, plain and pure, of exactly what he wanted.&nbsp; There was none of Julien's games of dominance.&nbsp; He had her submission.&nbsp; He knew it.&nbsp; Know he wanted her to have the chance to show it, to relish it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 17:49:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br>She continued to quiver beneath him, the intensity of her double orgasm still vibrating through her body.&nbsp; A long shuddering sigh escaped her lips, her hands reaching up to thread her fingers through his hair as his mouth descended to her neck.&nbsp; <br><br>She automatically pulled him closer, shivering from head to toe when his teeth raked across her skin.&nbsp; She could feel the restraint he was using, even as he drew blood, and while she appreciated the control he exerted, there was a part of her that wanted him to be savage.....to sink his teeth into her neck and claim her with the fierce and dangerous passion she knew lurked just beneath the surface.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail moaned softly, the feel of his warm wet tongue against her neck giving her goosebumps.&nbsp; <br><br>She gasped sharply as she found herself suddenly sitting atop him.&nbsp; He was still hard and thick inside of her, and even before he spoke, she found herself rocking her hips back and forth slowly.&nbsp; "Oh.......yessssss...."&nbsp; She moaned loudly, not sure if she was responding to him, or the feeling of him inside of her. <br><br>Even after two powerful climaxes, Abigail was very close to yet another one.&nbsp; She placed her hands on his broad chest, her palms flat against his skin.&nbsp; Her fingers splayed out widely, covering as much of his flesh as possible.&nbsp; She continued to rock back and forth atop him, her movements becoming more and more desperate as she neared release once again.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 22:39:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>He admired the way she writhed, the feel of her walls still quivering around him, the uninhibited way she simply took pleasure in the shaft buried inside of her.&nbsp; Watching the rise and fall of her body, the pounding of her hips up and down upon him.&nbsp; The moan that filled the tent got an answering growl, and he ran his hips up and over the curves of her breasts.&nbsp; He squeezed and worshipped them as she ground herself atop him.&nbsp; <br><br>He met her eyes, as she splayed her hands, his gaze arresting her for a moment.&nbsp; There was lust there, a flare of something more, an intensity that couldn't be denied.&nbsp; He wanted her, more than just as a lover, more than just a packmate.&nbsp; He desired every part of her, and as she continued to ride him, continued to milk him for their mutual pleasure, she felt his muscles tense.&nbsp; The steel shaft buried in her pulsed, the blood singing, his release moments away.&nbsp; <br><br>He grabbed a nipple with one hand, pinching it, even as his hand flew down to rub his thumb across her clit.&nbsp; His thumb was hard and rough, trusting in her arousal to push her over the edge.&nbsp; She could feel him tense, refusing to climax inside of her, but fully intending for her to be swept up in pleasure before she pulled off to see to his desires - if she could bring herself to, at all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>09-03-2013, 00:42:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br><br>Her eyes closed, her head falling back as she continued to ride him.&nbsp; Fingers curled against his chest, her fingernails creating little half moon shaped divots in his flesh.&nbsp; Abigail's back arched, thrusting her breasts forward and upward, giving him free reign to tease and worship them as much as he wanted to.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby knew neither of them were going to last very much longer, and the second his thumb brushed across her clit, her entire body trembled atop his.&nbsp; Her hips bucked against his fingers, what once had been a steady rhythm, became frantic jerking movements, unable to control the movements of her body as another powerful orgasm took hold.&nbsp; <br><br>She groaned with pleasure, quivering and shaking atop him, and as much as she would have loved to stay there, to ride him until he too found release, he'd requested something else.&nbsp; <br><br>With every fiber of her being she wanted to give him as much pleasure as he'd given her, so with a whimper of denial, she slid herself off of him, her inner walls slowly relinquishing their hold on his throbbing member.&nbsp; She perched herself between his legs, one hand reaching out to grasp his cock and hold it still.&nbsp; Without a word of warning, she leaned in, engulfing the entire head of his shaft within the hot confines of her mouth, her tongue flicking across the tip teasingly while she sucked her cheeks in firmly.&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn't long before she felt hot thick spurts coating the inside of her mouth, the salty essence of him sliding across her tongue.&nbsp; The second she felt the first tremors of climax take him, she buried her teeth in his flesh, as asked.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes rolled back in her head as the thick coppery blood flowed, able to taste and feel his pleasure as if it were her own, feeling as though her body were burning from the inside out.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>09-03-2013, 03:04:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>His muscles grew tenser and tenser with each bounce, his hands grasping her bouncing chest harder and tighter with each passing thrust.&nbsp; his teeth ground together, as he worked to keep the muscles that held his pleasure at bay taut for just a moment longer, a second longer, and her sudden frantic thrusts, and her cry of pleasure stretched the difficulty to impossible.&nbsp; It was only by virtue of vampiric speed and grace that she managed to catch the first of his seed in her mouth - he was trembling, past the point of no return when she moved onto all fours in between his legs.<br><br>His seed, sweet and vibrant and healthy, splashed hard.&nbsp; The loss of her soft walls was replaced by the complex pleasures of tongue, throat, and saliva, and his eyes rolled back in his head, the first splash hard enough to coat her throat.&nbsp; "Abby," he groaned, ragged, the new wave of sensation only serving to amplify the pleasure he'd just denied himself.&nbsp; He was still shooting, long streams of restrained arousal finally released, and then her teeth took hold.&nbsp; There was a gasp, but the momentary pain only amplified the pleasure which followed, and his hips surged upwards.&nbsp; His hands pressed hard into her hair, holding her at the base of his shaft, his hips bucking.<br><br>The flow of blood and the flow of his seed never stopped.&nbsp; The Kiss was an endless pleasure, and for a moment she had him as completely as he had her - lost within his own pleasure, unable to do anything but writhe and groan, his fingers caught in her hair.&nbsp; Part of him knew she could keep it up for seconds, minutes, hours - and he surrendered himself to her, loosing inside of her over and again, his voice a symphony of groans, breathless moans, and ragged pants for air.<br><br>"Abiiiiiiiiiiiiiigaaaaaaaaaaaaail........"
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>09-03-2013, 04:26:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br>It was a heady experience to be sure.&nbsp; Her own body still humming with the aftershocks of her own pleasure, and now she was experiencing his just as he was.&nbsp; <br><br>It was exquisite and delicious.&nbsp; The taste and feel of him, the smell of his masculine musk, all of it drove her to taste more and more.&nbsp; <br><br>She knew that he would continue to orgasm so long as the Kiss continued, and though she knew she should release him, Abigail just couldn't.&nbsp; Not yet.&nbsp; <br><br>Her tongue caressed him, her fingers stroked the inside of his thighs while her mouth stayed fastened to his groin.&nbsp; She groaned, closing her eyes for just a moment to savor the taste of his seed and his blood as they mixed on her tongue, creating the most scrumptious sensual cocktail.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail could tell that he was lost in the moment, and it thrilled her to no end that he would allow himself to surrender to her.....even if it was only for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>She drew out his orgasm for as long as she possibly could, the task of releasing him causing her much regret.&nbsp; She wasn't going to harm him by continuing the Kiss, as he was in no danger of blood loss.&nbsp; But she knew that if she held him much longer, it might ruin the pleasure for him. <br><br>Several more heartbeats passed before she could bring herself to let go, but in the end she released his flesh, allowing her incisors to slip free, her tongue licking across the two bite marks.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>09-03-2013, 05:48:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>He didn't know if she had him for seconds, minutes, or lifetimes.&nbsp; All he knew was that it was a sensation he never wanted to end, and for those moments he selflessly offered her that power, the power to control his pleasure, a power Julien never parted with.&nbsp; When it was over, he gasped, his body sheened in sweat, his eyes wide.&nbsp; The hand in her hair pulled her up, and he kissed her hungrily, tasting his own blood and seed and musk without a second thought.&nbsp; He bit her lip, hard enough to add her own blood to the taste, then kissed her again, creating a wholly new cocktail of tastes, before letting his head fall back with a pant.<br><br>The tent - despite the nearly assured break of day - had grown darker.&nbsp; The zipper made a 'zzzzzz' noise as Tricia opened it, finally slipping in to join them.&nbsp; Her own arousal added immediately to the scents in the room.&nbsp; but rather than going to the Alpha male, she rubbed herself along Abigail's side, her mouth leaning to lick the sweat on Abby's neck, and kiss it gently.&nbsp; There was a heat in her eyes, coupled with a soft submission, need written in her eyes.&nbsp; She'd been listening to them, smelling them, and even the pheremones contained in the steamy tent interior only added to her desire.<br><br>Jason reached out, stroking her hair, giving her a reminder of her new role.&nbsp; She flinched slightly, her gaze locked on Abigail's eyes.&nbsp; She swallowed, finding it hard to get past her pride and voice the words.<br><br>"Fuck me."&nbsp; She licked her lips, chin aquiver as she eked out the last word.&nbsp; "Please.&nbsp; Fuck me, please."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>09-03-2013, 21:33:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br>Abigail sat back with a smile, looking down at Jason and sighing contentedly.&nbsp; It had been a very long time since she had felt truly happy, and in that moment, she was as happy as she had ever been.&nbsp; Even when she was human, she couldn't recall a time where she felt as complete and content as she did right then. <br><br>Her fingers trailed lightly up and down Jason's muscular thigh, marveling at the pure raw masculinity he possessed.&nbsp; He was confident, and dominant, and so many other things that made her heart beat faster within her chest.&nbsp; <br><br>She glanced around with surprise, having heard the tent zipper slide upward, not really expecting anyone to venture in.&nbsp; So it was and wasn't a surprise to see Tricia come in.&nbsp; Abigail immediately caught the scent of Tricia's arousal, and her appearance within the tent made sense.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes widened with surprise again, not expecting Tricia to come to her first, but even as she stared in shock, a pleased smile spread across her lips.&nbsp; Abigail did notice Tricia's flinch, knowing it must be hard for her to be reminded of her new place in the pack.&nbsp; <br><br>Her smile broadened hearing the she wolf ask for what she wanted, rather than demand it.&nbsp; She reached out to slide the palm of her hand against Tricia's cheek, her fingers slipping behind her head to coax her forward.&nbsp; As soon as she was within reach, Abigail moved forward, capturing Tricia's lips with her own and kissing her hungrily.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>09-03-2013, 22:56:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSU2Z9q2ZpNXMNJ1D_EGdc-I6LjlJuEWv0VP8Um38Za9EEhsz86)</div><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>Jason gave an approving smile as Tricia voiced her request, his hand sliding down the smooth planes of Abigail's back.&nbsp; Then he slid to the side, out from beneath Abigail, giving her an apologetic smile.&nbsp; "Sorry," he whispered, kissing her cheek.&nbsp; "Call of nature."<br><br>He slipped through the tent flap, rezipping it behind him, as Tricia kissed Abigail back, murmuring against her mouth, tangling her fingers in Abigail's dark hair.&nbsp; Her mouth met Abigail's in long kiss after long kiss, pressing her soft body against Abigail's curves, before finally breaking with a nervous laugh.<br><br>"I've... you're the first woman I've ever kissed," she admitted.&nbsp; "Or... anything else."&nbsp; She licked her lips, tasting Jason and the cocktail of blood, her heart racing.&nbsp; For all her lupine toughness, those dark eyes seemed wide and vulnerable, her mouth slightly parted.&nbsp; "I'm not..."&nbsp; She paused, licking her lips again.&nbsp; "I want you," she said softly, pressing herself a little closer.&nbsp; "I just... don't know what to do.&nbsp; I don't even... touch myself."<br><br>She licked her lips, the tough biker leaning in tentatively to kiss again, deciding that action was far, far better than words.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>10-03-2013, 00:35:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br>Another surprised look crossed Abigail's features hearing that Tricia had never touched herself.&nbsp; In this day and age, Abby figured that was pretty much the norm for healthy young women.&nbsp; It didn't surprise her that Tricia had never been with a woman before.&nbsp; Until Abby had become a vampire she hadn't either.&nbsp; It was thanks to Julien that Abby learned the pleasure that could be found with a woman.&nbsp; <br><br>Julien had starved her.&nbsp; Making sure that she had just enough blood to barely keep her alive, but never more than that.&nbsp; He made sure that she stayed ravenous, knowing that she was hungry enough that she would take sustenance from whatever he gave her in order to satisfy her hunger.&nbsp; <br><br>When her meal finally arrived, it was not what she had expected.&nbsp; A beautiful young slave woman had been chosen as the victim to the terrible vampire.&nbsp; She cowered in the corner, whimpering and cowering in fear, pleading with Abigail not to kill her.&nbsp; Abby saw so much of herself in that young woman, and as hungry as she was, she wanted to soothe the frightened thing.&nbsp; To let her know that she wasn't going to kill her.&nbsp; She wrapped her arms around the petite redhead, hugging her close and whispering soothing words of comfort.&nbsp; Before Abigail realized what was happening, her carnal hunger had awoken along with her feral hunger, and she found herself seducing the young woman before feeding upon her.&nbsp; She was careful not to take too much blood, having no intention of killing the lovely human, especially after she had shown her what delicious pleasures that could be found with a woman.&nbsp; <br><br>Abby's mind came back to the present, a smile gracing her lips as she listened to Tricia.&nbsp; "Oh Love...."&nbsp; She whispered to her softly, pulling her close to place several soft kisses on Tricia's lips.&nbsp; "Passion and sexual satisfaction can be found in lots of ways. It's never anything to be ashamed of.&nbsp; It's what we are.....it's how we survive....."&nbsp; Abigail explained, using her free hand to brush several stray strands of hair away from Tricia's face.&nbsp; <br><br>The vampire grinned, pulling back away from Tricia to lay herself down on the pile of sleeping bags, beckoning Tricia to come closer.&nbsp; She grabbed the other woman's hands, placing them on her still naked breasts, Abby's hands covering the back of Tricia's, using her hands to coax Tricia into massaging her breasts.&nbsp; "Explore me...."&nbsp; She murmured, allowing the other woman to satisfy her curiosity.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>10-03-2013, 01:00:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSU2Z9q2ZpNXMNJ1D_EGdc-I6LjlJuEWv0VP8Um38Za9EEhsz86)</div><br>Tricia blinked, and then smiled softly at the word 'love,' seeming to enjoy the endearment far more than 'pet.'&nbsp; She leaned forward at the whisper, settling a little closer, nodding at her words.&nbsp; She returned the kisses, gentle and soft, relaxing more and more with each one.&nbsp; "It's... "&nbsp; She glanced down to her bare feet.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I wasn't always a werewolf.&nbsp; This... isn't the girl I used to be.&nbsp; My parents were... "&nbsp; She licked her lips, still not making eye contact.&nbsp; "Very strict.&nbsp; I like who I am now," she assured.&nbsp; "But I'm not... some things are hard to shake off," she admitted.<br><br>She looked worried for a heartbeat when Abigail pulled back, but when she laid back and looked so inviting, she slid after her.&nbsp; She bit her lip when Abigail grabbed her hands, stiffening slightly at first when they were slid over Abigail's breasts, then began to squeeze, marveling at their smoothness, their softness.&nbsp; She nodded at the instruction, then moved her mouth down, planting her first daring kiss on Abigail's flat belly.&nbsp; Her mouth traced upwards, and for a moment she simply openly admired her, kissing slowly up her sternum as she continued to squeeze, massage, and then trace the tips of her fingers over Abigail's nipples.<br><br>"You're so beautiful," she admired.&nbsp; She continued to kiss, following the line slowly, slowly daring closer to the soft curves of Abigail's breasts.&nbsp; She tentatively took a deep breath, then slid herself closer, her body gliding over Abigail's, her breasts brushing against Abigail's soft belly as she began to kiss up over the full curve of a breast, mouth moving slowly towards a nipple.<br><br>"Like this?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>10-03-2013, 21:52:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail nodded her head, understanding how Tricia felt.&nbsp; It wasn't easy to shake the lessons taught you since birth.&nbsp; It took her centuries to finally come to terms with the fact that she was no longer a human.&nbsp; It took even longer for her to truly find peace with what she was.&nbsp; <br><br>"How long have you been a werewolf?"&nbsp; She asked softly, threading her hands into Tricia's hair as the she wolf kissed up and down the center of her body.&nbsp; Abigail sighed happily, pressing herself closer to Tricia's mouth and hands, purring with contentment.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes.....just like that...."&nbsp; She breathed, biting her bottom lip and moaning with pleasure at Tricia's tentative touches.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>11-03-2013, 01:12:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSU2Z9q2ZpNXMNJ1D_EGdc-I6LjlJuEWv0VP8Um38Za9EEhsz86)</div><br>She licked her lips, at the question.&nbsp; There was another moment of embarrassment, and a quick flush.&nbsp; “Two years.&nbsp; I … was seventeen when I met Jason, and I asked him to turn me then.&nbsp; But he made me wait.&nbsp; When I was eighteen, he did, and we... it hurt more than anything I've ever experienced.&nbsp; Like every bone was breaking and healing and rebreaking and my lungs were on fire and my muscles were going to fly apart - “&nbsp; She blew out a breath.&nbsp; “And he held me, the entire time.&nbsp; It must have taken a day.&nbsp; Hours of it.&nbsp; And I bit him and scratched him and clawed him and he just... kept holding him.”<br><br>There was a tenderness in her words, deep love that went beyond affection.&nbsp; Her cheeks flushed, and she let her body slide over Abigail's, mouth slowly sinking into the nipple and suckling at it, her eyes closing.&nbsp; “My first time was with him.&nbsp; After.”&nbsp; She continued to touch, her hands sliding on Abigail's side, her curves sinking against the vampiress, then slowly sliding up.&nbsp; She slid her breasts against Abigail's, the heat of her womanhood pressed against Abigail's petals, her breath catching at the strange sensation.&nbsp; Her mouth slid to Abigail's neck, kissing it and whispering a question.<br><br>“What was your change like?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>11-03-2013, 18:32:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br>Abigail listened to her, feeling her heart warming even more toward the young wolf.&nbsp; She could already feel that she and Tricia were going to be very good friends, and she hoped that she could be a help for her to come to terms with and accept her own sexuality.&nbsp; <br><br>Knowing Jason for no longer than she had, Abigail could completely see him doing just that as Tricia dealt with her change.&nbsp; He was a wonderful man, and this only proved it to her all the more.&nbsp; <br><br>She slid her fingers up and down Tricia's back, allowing the pads of her fingers to trail lightly across her skin.&nbsp; She gasped softly and arched her back, pressing her breasts closer to Tricia's mouth, allowing a moan to escape her lips.&nbsp; <br><br>Her mind flashed back to the day her world was forever changed, a sad smile crossing her lips.&nbsp; <br><br>"It was painful."&nbsp; Abigail murmured quietly, rubbing her hips against Tricia's.&nbsp; "My sire....fed off of me, drained me to the point of death.....then bit his thumb and forced it into my mouth, forcing me to drink from him."&nbsp; Her voice was quiet, almost as if she was afraid to remember it all too loudly.&nbsp; "After, he locked me in the bedchamber alone until the change was complete....."&nbsp; She had spent the next agonizing hours alone, in excruciating pain, with no idea what was happening to her.&nbsp; "Once I was vampire, he opened the door long enough to shove one of his poor servants into the room."&nbsp; <br><br><em>Feed or die....</em> He'd told her, closing and locking the door behind him, leaving her alone with a young man barely into his adulthood, and a ravenous hunger she didn't understand and couldn't control.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 02:31:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSU2Z9q2ZpNXMNJ1D_EGdc-I6LjlJuEWv0VP8Um38Za9EEhsz86)</div><br>Tricia seemed to take Abigail's arched back as a sign of appreciation for her efforts – under normal circumstances, she'd simply follow her nose to determine if her actions indicated arousal, but the tent's interior was already humid with the sweat of lust.&nbsp; She languished attention on Abigails's breasts, catching them both in her hands and beginning to suckle, lick, and kiss at them in turn.&nbsp; She took pleasure in the fullness of them, the softness, and when Abigail's fingers traced down her back, she looked up.&nbsp; Her eyes shone, pleased that she was pleasing, then quickly returning to her attentions.&nbsp; <br><br>She asked the question a few moments later, after her body glid across Abigails, her nipples and sex in electric connection with Abigail's own.&nbsp; But from the sad smile, and the quiet words, she expected to have made a terrible faux pas, until the grind of Abigail's hips against hers brought a wet, heated connection that made her groan aloud.&nbsp; <br><br>“That's... terrible,” she groaned.&nbsp; “He... your sire... he's the one after you?”&nbsp; She clung to Abigail, worried for her, but there was a rather fierce protectiveness in her eyes as well.&nbsp; She reached her hands up, tangling them in dark locks that mirrored her own, and slid into a slow, sensual kiss.&nbsp; Her breath was hot, and the rub of Abigail's body against her own made her groan again, into Abigail's mouth, as the kiss grew fiercer and fiercer.&nbsp; <br><br>She made a noise, a kind of whimper of arousal.&nbsp; In the blood that lay pulsing through Tricia's lips, Abigail could taste a cocktail of adrenaline and seratonin, a mixture she knew well – Julien had loved to force her to drink from unsuspecting submissive women while they were in the height of 'the quiet space,' the place where pain and pleasure seemed to bring the mind to a screeching halt, until it was a reactive, pliable state of arousal.&nbsp; Tricia's body was pushing naturally towards it, her new status as a Beta letting her slip into it like it was a second skin – without a spank, a lashing, or the prodding of fangs or blades or needles.&nbsp; She was losing focus, surrendering to it without quite realizing it, instincts overriding her psyche as she continued to kiss, and grind, and please.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 00:51:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail shifted slightly beneath Tricia, unable to stop her body from positioning itself for a better angle, pressing upward as the other woman lavished the most delicious attention to her still sensitive breasts.&nbsp; She made a soft pleased sound, something akin to a purr but not quite.&nbsp; <br><br>Her fingers threaded through Tricia's hair, tangling the dark mass around and through her fingers, letting her fingernails scratch lightly across her scalp.&nbsp; She slipped a leg between Tricia's thighs, pressing it firmly against the heated dampness she could feel at the apex of the wolf's thighs.&nbsp; <br><br>"He is...."&nbsp; She murmured thickly in answer to Tricia's question, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as Tricia found a particularly sensitive spot or two.&nbsp; "It makes me afraid for us all....."&nbsp; Abigail murmured thickly, arching beneath the beautiful brunette, smiling to herself in thinking that for someone who wasn't experienced with a woman's body, she was doing remarkably well.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 23:55:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSU2Z9q2ZpNXMNJ1D_EGdc-I6LjlJuEWv0VP8Um38Za9EEhsz86)</div><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>Tricia slipped deeper and deeper into the haze, her self-consciousness slowly starting to evaporate as the primal submission wrapped around her.&nbsp; Her mouth continued to suckle hungrily, her nails starting to skate over the pale skin as Abigail's leg ground between her thighs.&nbsp; "Yes," she murmured softly, the words about Julien simply washing over her.&nbsp; Her hips ground her wet sex along Abigail's leg, and she gave a gasp into the musky air as smooth skin ran against her nub of hypersensitive nerves.<br><br>The zipper opened again, and Jason dipped back within, his eyes widening slightly at the sight of Tricia and Abigail wrapped around one another.&nbsp; A cocky grin curled, and he padded in, closing the zipper behind him.<br><br>"Glad to see you're getting along, now," he murmured.&nbsp; His hands slid forward, sliding over both their thighs, and he leaned in, pressing his weight to squeeze them both, then sharing a kiss with Abigail.&nbsp; A moment later, he turned and offered one to Tricia, his hands sliding slowly to stroke both of their hair.<br><br>"Am I interrupting?" he asked softly.&nbsp; "I can let you have ... girl time, if you prefer."&nbsp; <br><br>Tricia, buried in her submissive haze, simply continued to nibble on Abigail's taut nipple, stroking it with her tongue while grinding along Abigail's thigh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>23-03-2013, 17:22:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail groaned softly the second she felt Jason's presence enter the tent, his masculine scent and energy immediately filling the confined space.&nbsp; She arched her back, pressing her breast closer to Tricia's exploring mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>She growled hungrily into Jason's kiss, her mouth devouring his, even as he body offered more of itself to Tricia.&nbsp; Her eyes closed for a moment, simply enjoying the feel of Jason and Tricia, the sensual pleasure of the two combined making her more and more hungry. <br><br>"There's room for one more...."&nbsp; Abigail purred softly, grabbing Jason around the back of his neck and pulling him forward for another kiss.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 03:14:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSU2Z9q2ZpNXMNJ1D_EGdc-I6LjlJuEWv0VP8Um38Za9EEhsz86)</div><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>Jason gave a low chuckle, sliding in next to Tricia, his bulk displacing the slimmer were slightly even as he moved his own bearded lips down to take Abigail's available nipple in his mouth.&nbsp; His eyes danced, a hand sliding to Tricia's buttocks.&nbsp; Her eyes flashed wide as she felt fingers push inside of her, and she paused her ministrations for a moment to loose a low, throaty groan, grinding herself back on Jason's hand.&nbsp; <br><br>Jason smiled, watching it for a moment, then took Tricia's hand, sliding the palm over the slick apex between Abigail's legs to ensure both women were being well treated.&nbsp; He leaned in and accepted the kiss, pressing her back against the pillows and blnkets with hungry lips, and tongue, <br><br>He licked his lips when the kiss broke.&nbsp; Instincts were surging hot and heavy, his musk and pheremones filling the room.&nbsp; Tricia gave a little murmur around Abigail's breasts, Jason's presence pushing her deeper into a nonverbal submission.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now I just have to figure out how to take you both at once," he grinned to Abigail, uncertain if she'd appreciate his dilemma.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 00:07:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkz15l40U1rngptso1_500_zps008e0350.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail squirmed happily, her body opening itself more and offering herself to both Tricia and Jason.&nbsp; She rubbed her slick sex against Tricia's hand, groaning loudly in response to her touch.&nbsp; Her back arched even more, a low throaty moan working its way up her throat as she felt Jason's mouth close around her nipple.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes closed for a moment, completely lost in the pleasurable sensations.&nbsp; Her hunger increasing with every passing moment.&nbsp; <br><br>She growled softly, unable to voice both her eagerness and frustration to have them both right then and there.&nbsp; One hand gripped the back of Jason's neck the other hand pulled at Tricia's hair, pulling them both closer to her body.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 06:47:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSU2Z9q2ZpNXMNJ1D_EGdc-I6LjlJuEWv0VP8Um38Za9EEhsz86)</div><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/BeowulfWarrior/tumblr_mff19gtP6W1reb8r4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>Jason and Tricia both moved closer, lips moving from one kiss to the next, traveling Abigail's jaw, her neck, her body.&nbsp; Hands, soft and strong, rough and iron, traveled her body while mouths licked and kissed and bit, nipping and nuzzling, hard muscles and soft curves beginning to grind and press as kisses grew deeper and hungrier.&nbsp; Jason's rough beard brushed her cheek, her jaw, her neck -<br><br>Then the world became a spinning kaleidoscope of sensation - of the press of fingers, the pinch of fingertips, the squeeze of a palm.&nbsp; It was an arched neck and a low gasp, the grit of teeth and a long groan.&nbsp; It was the press of hard cock into her flesh, the swell of a nipple in her mouth, the taste of sweat and a shuddering moan.&nbsp; It was the claw of fingernails, the copper tang of blood, the salt of semen and the honey of wetness - and it was <em>heat</em>.&nbsp; Heat from the sweat, the tight confines of the tent, the stuffy sauna of the blanketed interior.&nbsp; It was overstimulation that stopped them - the point where skin became so sensitive that touch became a torture.&nbsp; Tricia finally lopped to Abigail's side, curling up against her, and Jason's powerful arm wrapped around her belly while he nuzzled against her neck.&nbsp; Within moments, the period of rest became complete exhaustion, and Abigail heard Tricia and Jason's breathing soften and steady. <br><hr>She was the first to wake, at nightfall.&nbsp; The darkness, the setting sun always roused her, always made it impossible to sleep.&nbsp; She was still a mess from the nights activities, and Tricia and Jason continued to slumber next to her, not bid to wake by the moon's rise as she was.<br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 03:43:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkyspv4WC1rngptso1_500_zps5b15e2ef.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail was loathe to leave.&nbsp; She was so comfortable tangled in and around Jason and Tricia's bodies, their warmth radiating clear to her bones.&nbsp; But she knew that it was time.&nbsp; She had an appointment to keep, and if she didn't want to make enemies, she needed to be there.&nbsp; <br><br>With a sigh of regret, she silently slipped herself free of her two packmates, and exited the tent.&nbsp; <br><br>Once outside, she took a deep breath of the crisp night air, leaning her head back and bathing in the silvery light of the moon.&nbsp; It was a glorious evening, perfect for one of her kind.&nbsp; How befitting she was to meet with another powerful member of her kind on a night like tonight.&nbsp; <br><br>With her eyes closed, she raised her arms above her head, her minds eye picturing one of her animal forms, that of a glorious dark owl, and in the blink of an eye, her form shifted to exactly that.&nbsp; The next moment Abigail was soaring on silent wings above the trees, headed in the direction of her house. <br><br><hr><br>An hour later, freshly showered and dressed in a simple black spaghetti strapped knee length dress, Abigail was pulling up to Reye's manor house, unable to quell the nervous sense of anticipation that was swirling in her stomach.&nbsp; <br><br>She approached the front door, knocking firmly on the large oaken piece of wood and waited for entry.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>07-04-2013, 08:28:48</strong>
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				<br><br>There was another message left from her editor - though only the one, this time, since she hadn't disappeared mid phone call - as well as a message from the Chairman that had been stuck by post-it to the front of the door.<br><br><em>Sent someone to clean up the mess in Eureka.&nbsp; Rest assured, there is no video footage of naked women chasing a muscle car through the streets of a small town in California.&nbsp; Stop by when you get a chance.<br><br>- The Chairman</em><br><br><hr><div class="floatright">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F2A7gYa9ceU/T9WLtqLdEAI/AAAAAAAAAuc/CGw833Ax0u8/s1600/bodyguards-entourage.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://www.geog.ucsb.edu/~joel/g148_f09/lecture_notes/spanish_revival/casa_balboa2.jpg)</div>Reyes home was large and opulent - but it didn't quite border on the obscene grandeur she'd seen from time to time in other Master vampire's mansions.&nbsp; Certainly Reyes had at least some sense of modesty compared to other Princes, who seemed to desire castles from which to view their little fiefdoms.&nbsp; It was also on the outskirts of San Fransisco, an impressive home of Spanish revival architecture, reminiscent of the haciendas that once covered Mexico and South America.<br><br>The door was answered by Drudges - a trio of them, with another two looking on - dressed in expensive dark suits and with earpieces that suggested Reyes had a bit more affinity for the modern perks of technology than some other Masters.&nbsp; There were fountains, greenery, and none of Julien's obsession with steel and stone in architecture.&nbsp; The Drudge at the lead stepped closer.<br><br>"Arms out, ma'am.&nbsp; Need to pat you down."<br><br>An unusual protocol, to be certain.&nbsp; In some salons it would have been considered downright insulting.&nbsp; Still the Drudge seemed intent, fixing his gaze intently on her while he waited for her to comply.&nbsp; All five of the Drudges she could see were of Hispanic origin as well, she could smell a few dozen more - as well as a dozen or so women with different degrees of blood loss - a careful vampire could live off half a dozen, if he limited the use of his powers and had enough self-control to take no more than was needed.&nbsp; Twice that number was hardly lavish; enough for periodic indulgence while still suggestive of a great deal of personal restraint.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>20-04-2013, 02:02:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkyspv4WC1rngptso1_500_zps5b15e2ef.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail gave the Drudge a questioning look, one of her dark brows raising.&nbsp; She'd never been asked to do anything of this sort before, but she had nothing to hide.&nbsp; She lifted her arms out to the side, waiting patiently as the man patted her down and checked for weapons of any kind.&nbsp; <br><br>She couldn't help but wonder if Reyes was having problems with threats to his own life, or if the recent goings on with Julien had him heightening security.&nbsp; <br><br>Once the man was finished, she waited patiently for him to show her where they were going next.&nbsp; Wanting to get this all over with so she could get back to Jason.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 19:05:42</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://www.geog.ucsb.edu/~joel/g148_f09/lecture_notes/spanish_revival/casa_balboa2.jpg)</div>The Drudge did three quick searches – the first was a quick patdown as she lifted her arms, his hands brisk and efficient.&nbsp; She’d been felt up worse, and by accident, in a crowded bookstore than the Drudge intruded upon her privacy.&nbsp; But the two that followed involved a metal detector, and then a slightly curved silver wand with an amber stone, which glowed faintly with magic as he passed it over her body.&nbsp; <br><br>Satisfied, he stepped back, tucking metal detecting wand and… other detecting wand back inside of a business jacket.&nbsp; &nbsp;The women within were the first thing that Abigail could see – dark hair and coconut skinned, most of them nude to the waist and bearing signs of how recently they’d been fed upon.&nbsp; They gazed at Abigail but were unafraid, stepping out of her way before lowering their eyes, then lifting them again curiously as she passed.<br><br>She was nearly to the office the Drudges were gesturing her towards when she smelled another scent.&nbsp; It wasn’t recent – or at least, it wasn’t recent enough in the small courtyard she was passing through, but the wind would have obliterated it completely in the course of a few hours.<br><br><em>Julien.</em>&nbsp; Julien’s scent was here, had been here – though if it was twenty minutes ago or two days or two weeks was nearly impossible to say.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 17:08:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkyspv4WC1rngptso1_500_zps5b15e2ef.jpg)</div><br><br>Abigail stopped dead in her tracks, her body frozen with fear.&nbsp; Her eyes darted this way and that, searching for the source of that scent, even though she knew he wasn't actually there.&nbsp; If he was, she would know, but it didn't stop old fears and habits from coming back.&nbsp; <br><br>She stood stock still for several moments, her limbs refusing to move.&nbsp; He wasn't there, and even though she knew it, she was still completely terrified.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail wrapped her arms around her body in an attempt to ward off the chill smelling her sire created within her, and at long last her limbs began to function properly.&nbsp; Once her legs began moving, she hurried as fast as possible toward the office.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hand came up to knock on the door, probably a bit more forcefully than intended in her panicked state, but she could only hope Reyes would understand.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>04-06-2013, 19:51:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.hollywoodoutbreak.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/rob-350x450.jpg)</div>The other attendants at the estate – walking bloodbags, for the most part, as well as a trio of youthgul vampires who blinked at the sight of Abigail and then her sudden blurring run across the estate to the ‘office’ Reyes was sequestered.&nbsp; <br><br>The knock thundered, and a moment later the door opened, another of Reyes’s many drudges answering the door.&nbsp; The Spaniard looked up at Abigail, offering a smile that might pass for warm, but the man was all shark.&nbsp; He looked Abigail up and down approvingly, and gestured around to the Drudges in the room.<br><br>“Nos deja,” he ordered.&nbsp; The office was less an office and more of a balcony, overlooking a pool where a dozen beautiful, tanned women of latin descent frolicked in bikinis.&nbsp; Reyes leaned against the railing, inclining his head an offering his hand – a kiss was traditional for any vampire entering the domain of a city’s Lord, and Reyes appeared perfectly content to maintain some traditions.<br><br>"Abigail," he said.&nbsp; "You are as beautiful as your reputation suggests, senora.&nbsp; Or... senorita, now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 21:52:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo354/mithlomwen/tumblr_mbkyspv4WC1rngptso1_500_zps5b15e2ef.jpg)</div><br><br>She wasn't really sure what she was expecting, but the vampire standing before her wasn't it.&nbsp; It wasn't that he wasn't handsome or powerful, as to her he was very much both, but her mind's eye had pictured something different.&nbsp; <br><br>Abigail smiled at him politely, taking his hand and moving closer to place a kiss upon his cheek.&nbsp; He smelled of spicy aftershave and power, and Abigail said a silent prayer that he could help her.&nbsp; <br><br>A blush crept up to her cheeks at his compliment, but was short lived.&nbsp; "I would prefer senora, believe me."&nbsp; She murmured, more to herself than to him.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: 1897 Arkham Court (Mithlomwen &amp; Ciosa)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ciosa</strong> on <strong>23-06-2013, 06:33:50</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.hollywoodoutbreak.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/rob-350x450.jpg)</div><br>The man before her was the embodiment of nobility in Spain centuries ago - when the Spanish venerated pale skin as much as the rest of Europe.&nbsp; Of course, his undead pallor only contributed to the effect.&nbsp; The men around him were more telling the Latino gangs were certainly the nobleman's new 'knights,' though they lacked some of the civility of ancient codes of chivalry.<br><br>He was a bit surprised when she offered the far more intimate kiss on the cheek, his hand sliding down the small of her back and over the delightfully rounded curve of her rear.&nbsp; Her intimacy made a smile cross his face, and for a second he seemed tempted to pull her close, to let her linger in his arm and closer to his body.<br><br>He raised an eyebrow.&nbsp; "Oh?&nbsp; I had expected you would take every delight in being a single woman for a time.&nbsp; Then again... you have been a senora so long,&nbsp; I can imagine old habits must be difficult to break."&nbsp; He regarded her for a moment, enjoying her own scent, and pleased she didn't seem eager to pull away immediately.<br><br>"He was here," he warned.&nbsp; "He came to petition his case.&nbsp; Personally.&nbsp; With a small army," he added with a chuckle.&nbsp; "A lovely show of power, respect, and veiled threat."
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