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Big Ben
Jun 3, 2008 19:38:23 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Jun 3, 2008 19:38:23 GMT -5
When he sat next to her, Luka's fingers began to twist a small piece of paper between themselves. It was an obvious nervous gesture. The real seriousness of the situation was weighing on her and likely she felt guilty for not searching him out. Of course she couldn't have known, and things seemed to be going so fast that she hardly had any time to make any moves at all. But still...
"I'm sorry." she said quietly, still looking down at her lap. "I didn't even try to find you."
"I'm really sorry."
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Big Ben
Jun 3, 2008 20:05:36 GMT -5
Post by Adrian on Jun 3, 2008 20:05:36 GMT -5
Her apology healed and yet hurt him at the same time when the reality of it struck him. She truly could have gone out searching for him, possibly even found him before now. Did it pain her to know he'd never given up trying to find her even when he couldn't remember anything about her at all. Even now he had no real recollection of their relationship. Only warm feelings were there, lingering strands of nostalgia that told him romance had existed between them. Did she understand the extent of what he had lost in Rome at the Wires of Dietrich?
". . . .I cannot remember our first kiss. For months I could not even recall your name; It took that long to pull it out from the tangled, tattered web of my mind. But I never intend to hold you responsible for finding me, after I was the one who left. It was them who kept us apart, and it is only they who I will blame for what has happened. . ."
Adrian tried to remain emotionless, but perhaps she, who knew this dark fairytale Prince better than any still living could pick out the sadness underlying the steel. He did not want to bring only more sorrow into her life by simply being there. But he felt those exact words were the only way to convey his feelings had not changed through any of what he had been through. So that if he said three words, much simpler ones, she would know it was not just a hollow comfort to sheild her from some darker truth.
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Big Ben
Jun 3, 2008 20:29:38 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Jun 3, 2008 20:29:38 GMT -5
After he spoke, Luka turned quickly, her eyes focusing on his face immediately. The expression on her face at first was disbelief, hurt and sorrow...but those were washed away by what could be called a look of compassion.
Her right hand slowly reached out, her fingertips touching his face before they cupped it gently. Did he really not remember? Her eyes glittered as tears threatened to come but she did all she could to hold them back. Luka turned to face Adrian more fully, tucking one leg underneath herself. Could someone have truly wiped away something so precious, so cleanly and completely?
"I...I see." she said quietly, looking down for a moment before her gaze returned to him. She looked at him straight on, almost a glimmer of determination in her eyes. Her hand remained where it was on the side of his face. "In that case...I'll need to remind you."
Using the leg she had tucked under, she brought herself up on one knee slightly, just bringing herself to his level. Leaning forward she closed her eyes, gently brushing her lips against his before giving him a short but strong, lingering kiss.
"I'm Luka," she whispered in his ear, "and I love you."
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Big Ben
Jun 3, 2008 21:27:34 GMT -5
Post by Adrian on Jun 3, 2008 21:27:34 GMT -5
He seemed to watch her every movement even though the laws of physics said that his eyes should only be able to see so much at once. In an odd, aloof manner that could only belong to him. . .her compassion drove him most noticably to remove his Traveller's hat. Emotions of his humanity, the blood inheirited from his dearly departed mother clawed away at his almost inhumanly cold exterior. Desperately they wished to break free, to bathe this Half-breed girl who loved a Half-breed boy in the passion she could stir within his heart. Some may have called such susceptability to this a cliched weakness. . . but when one considered the nearly infinite things Adrian guarded himself from in the world; it was unbelievably minor.
As she kissed him in such a way strong, lingering way it forced the hopes of his human side back into action. In the Colloseum Dietrich had been efficent in taking away what had become some of his most precious memories. The Vampiric side of him had come to accept with despair and morbidity over the past months that those memories with Luka were gone forever. But as he kissed her in return in such a tender yet overpowering way as he always did. . .his iron will raged to recall the past. He WANTED to find the memories. . . he wanted BACK what had been TAKEN away so cruelly by someone who'd never known love.
It was then, he found something.
"I am Adrian Farenhieghts Tepes. . .and I will always love you."
This time, he initiated the kiss as his psyche muddled through foggy fragmented memories that had been uncovered. It seemed that with time the effects of Dietrich's wires had been gradually wearing away. How had he not known?! Because the Tragic Prince had stopped trying for at least four months now to remember. . .focusing only on returning. Yet now he could remember a kiss that been very special to them both, it was whispered into her ear once the kiss was broken.
". . .The Lake Palace. . ."
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Big Ben
Jun 3, 2008 21:57:44 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Jun 3, 2008 21:57:44 GMT -5
Luka buried her face in the crook of his neck, holding him tightly, afraid to let him go. She trembled, but not in fear or sadness, but in some emotion that even she could not explain. She pressed herself to him, her other arm coming around to wrap around his neck. The girl pulled back a moment later to plant small kisses against his lips, cheek and neck. She clung to him, "You're not alone." she said softly. "Not anymore. I'm here for you..."
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Big Ben
Jun 3, 2008 22:23:38 GMT -5
Post by Adrian on Jun 3, 2008 22:23:38 GMT -5
"I will always protect you. . ."
His toned looking arms that held much more strength came to wrap around her waist & back slowly as she embraced him in a way no one had for quite some time now. Without hesitation he took her body in closer to his so that the girl's trembling body might find security as she was pressed to his powerful chest. As the kisses came to his lips the snowy-haired young man returned them with real feeling behind them. . .that made him seem so human right now. The kisses placed upon his neck caused his eyes to close in a silent rapture, as it caused another type of blood to slightly awaken in him. Once more his iron will supressed the urge to allow his lips anywhere near her neck.
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Big Ben
Jun 3, 2008 22:41:04 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Jun 3, 2008 22:41:04 GMT -5
The girl had an idea of what effect she might be having on him. She knew how it felt to be utterly withdrawn from any close contact whatsoever. She wanted to make him happy, to make him feel alive and welcome in any way that she could. Of course, she wondered if Adrian knew what sort of effect he had on her as a tiny blush crept back through her features.
Pulling away slightly, she adjusted herself so that she was more on Adrian's level again. Her lips moved away from his throat and traveled back to his jaw before finally arriving at his lips. Her fervent kisses slowed to a leisurely pace so that contact could be prolonged. She turned slightly, allowing one of her small fangs to snag on his bottom lip. One of her arms moved smoothly up his chest and to his back, her fingers twining into his hair gently.
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Big Ben
Jun 3, 2008 23:41:11 GMT -5
Post by Adrian on Jun 3, 2008 23:41:11 GMT -5
On his paraffin white complexion it would likely be very easy to see a blush if it formed anytime soon on his cheeks. To be without physical contact for more than several months from this woman had possibly been the worst thing about being away. Especially with how many memories were rushing back to him at once as they continued to kiss. Adrian's iron will may have been capable of suppressing any type of base urges such as hunger or otherwise. . . but it also depende on him wanting to. . .
Fingertips were very faintly pressing into her upper & lower back as he faintly let one degree of control over himself let go. Using subtly he was gradually moving her even closer to him if possible. If anything Luka could probably sense the subconscious tension kept in his body for total control at all times. When her fang snagged on his lower lip it caused him to freeze momentarily. Very faintly his cheeks tinged a pale pink.
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Big Ben
Jun 3, 2008 23:58:45 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Jun 3, 2008 23:58:45 GMT -5
Although her eyes were mostly downcast or closed (which is how it appeared with her lashes being so thick), the small blush was not lost to Luka. Her lips curved into a small smile as she brushed her lips against his, snagging his bottom lip once more. Her arm drew back to her side from over his shoulder as it slipped under his arm and brushed against his side, her hand returning to his back. Very faintly and very steadily she drew a line down the center of his back, tracing the line of his spine. Whether or not he could respond to that was another matter. The girl though seemed to be withdrawing...but not shutting him off. Rather, she was giving him an opening. It was alright with her if he let his defenses down. She wouldn't mind if he allowed himself to let go. She wanted to draw him away from his tension, to wash it away, to allow him even those brief moments of not feeling he had to keep up his guard or hide who he was. He was with her now, and only her.
Of course though, her posture said as her upper body drew back slightly. It was his choice. His choice on whether or not he wanted to do it right.
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Post by Adrian on Jun 4, 2008 0:34:59 GMT -5
Before her, Adrian had always needed to restrain himself due to being with entirely human women. Not that he would ever dare compare one to another, but being that she was more than human maybe he would not have to worry. For once he could finally let go with a woman that he had come through hell & back to find out if she as even still alive. And here she was in his arms now, in a momen together they may not survive long enough to share again.
Carefully he leaned foreword as she slowly moved away from him, making it seem that he finally had built up the initiative to pursue her. Eyes of a dark Prince who seemed to be from a fairytale gazed into hers longingly. Adrian had taken her up on the opening she left him, both hands pressing her body against his firmly as his lips found hers once more. It was a kiss that began with the tender devotion he had always shown, but he didn't let it end. Moment by moment his lips moved against hers with increasing passion in a rather drugging kiss.
Subtly, but surely, the darkness that was his black-clad form was slowly enveloping her completely.
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Post by Luka on Jun 4, 2008 2:20:45 GMT -5
Luka responded in kind but allowed him to remain in the role of decision-maker for the time being. The passion in his movements were familiar but seemed slightly more desperate. Which, given the situation was entirely understandable. Both of them had been desperate for each other, for the contact and comfort they could provide. There wasn't anyone else in the world who could provide the same level of understanding. Who wouldn't be afraid.
Luka moved against him suddenly, a small sound escaping her when she returned his kiss and the sharp point of a fang pierced her, a blotch of crimson quickly staining the side of her mouth and lip. Whether it was her fault or his accident was lost to her, nor did she care. By now the color across her face was clear, her breathing slightly hitched.
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Big Ben
Jun 4, 2008 17:00:13 GMT -5
Post by Adrian on Jun 4, 2008 17:00:13 GMT -5
The scent of freshly drawn blood invaded his nostrils, only serving to bring out another side of the Half-breed even further. He still had control over himself at this point, still retaining some of his own restraint. Yet as time passed, it seemed he was relaxing very slowly. Did the Blonde believe herself to be special or privileged to be the one he showered in kisses? Perhaps they had known eachother long enough and had such a bond that it only felt right to be together.
Each time they kissed the blood seemed to be vanishing from her slight wound where fang had broken skin. His body moved down against hers firmly, one of his hands resting on her hip as the other was at her shoulder. She had left him in the role of decision-maker. . . and soon he would make that decision known.
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Big Ben
Jun 4, 2008 18:29:46 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Jun 4, 2008 18:29:46 GMT -5
The passion behind Luka's responses were slowly beginning to catch up to Adrian's. Her right arm remained behind his back as her other hand remained pressed against his chest slightly. By now she was at the point where she didn't mind what would happen next. She could practically hear her pulse in her ears and feel the blood rushing through her veins. Although the blood had been her own, merely the scent of it nearly filled her with a sense of intoxication.
She took a moment to break away and catch her breath, the shorter sections of her hair falling behind her back with the movement. Whether or not it was a concious action or not it left her throat exposed for a moment. His name left her lips in a breathless whisper, "Adrian. . ."
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Big Ben
Jun 4, 2008 18:50:07 GMT -5
Post by Adrian on Jun 4, 2008 18:50:07 GMT -5
He stopped to catch his own breath as well, both eyes opening to look down into hers with a type of compassion welling up underneath the thinning ice of stoic nature. Right now feelings that he had niether felt nor let himself feel for centuries were returning from a time long ago. When he had been without any heavy burdens of gloom or sorrow, with a woman who seemed to care for him just as this young woman did now. The heart many said never beat was lightly thudding in his chest from the intoxicating intimacy they had shared so far. Would he finally let go now? Finally give into what both halves of his blood were telling him he not only craved but had rightfully earned?
". . .Luka. . ."
Her name rolled off his tongue, past his finely sculpted lips in a tone that was no longer sad or entirely emotionless. Warmth swam somewhere deep within the few syllables existing in her name. Only once did his now loving eyes look away from hers, down to her exposed throat. . . the skin colored like honeymilk. Pink continued to try winning the war of completely tinging his paraffin white cheeks, but it seemed he was trying to not appear embarassed about the temptations coming from within. Subconsciously, his face leaned in closer. . .
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Big Ben
Jun 4, 2008 19:01:44 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Jun 4, 2008 19:01:44 GMT -5
Although she remained silent, Luka was sure she understood what was running through his mind right now. All she could do was act. The girl leaned forward, turning her head to rest it against his chest. Her hair fell away, exposing her throat again. She leaned up and kissed his jaw, one hand sliding up to brush against the side of his face before sliding back down to his side.
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