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Post by Count Dracula on Jun 17, 2008 17:22:46 GMT -5
*Dracula looked at her, his brow arched.*
"You approve?"
*He pressed his lips to conceal a toothy smile.*
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Post by Malefica on Jun 17, 2008 17:27:29 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled and snuggled closer to him, gently nuzzling his neck.*
"You were wonderful."
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Post by Count Dracula on Jun 17, 2008 17:37:49 GMT -5
*The smile broadened, showing his teeth.*
"You know..."
*He tucked her hair gently behind her ear.*
"It could be like this...always."
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Post by Malefica on Jun 17, 2008 17:45:04 GMT -5
*Malefica looked warmly up at him and smiled.*
"It could?"
*She asked with a faint trace of hope in her eyes.*
"But... you are not afraid of my enemies, my lord?"
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Post by Count Dracula on Jun 17, 2008 17:53:16 GMT -5
*There was not echo of worry in his dark eyes.*
"Of course not."
*He leaned to kiss her gently.*
"And it could, if you want it to."
*He tightened his lips, as if considering whether to continue.*
"It is just...family is very important to me. And I would like to start one here."
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Post by Malefica on Jun 17, 2008 17:58:59 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled warmly and kissed him back.*
"I want it to, my lord. And I am glad that you don't fear my enemies."
*She looked up at him and smiled.*
"I am part Greek my lord. In my country families are important too. Would it bother you that I have two children from a previous relationship?"
*She looked up at him with her beautiful doe-eyes, afraid that he would get angry with her.*
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Post by Count Dracula on Jun 17, 2008 18:07:21 GMT -5
*Dracula smiled.*
"Of course not. Not if you are not adverse to bearing a few more."
*He kissed her again.*
"While we are confessing...you should know that...in my country...I keep more than one wife. Would that...bother you? I am devoted equally to all."
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Post by Malefica on Jun 17, 2008 18:16:22 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled warmly and kissed him back.*
"I love children, my lord. I hope to have many of them. In Greece large families are considered to be a blessing. I am not bothered by you keeping more than one wife. It will give me time to do my research and to fight my enemies."
*She sighed and looked up at him again.*
"I do not want to keep any secrets from you, my lord. There is one more confession I must make: I am a part devil, part goddess. And the daughter of the queen of Hell. She is the enemy I am fighting against. Because I am also the Guardian of the Holy Grail."
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Post by Count Dracula on Jun 17, 2008 18:22:07 GMT -5
Oh.
*Dracula paused, drinking her in for a moment, processing what that might entail. The benefits were worth the risks. She hadn't burned him yet. He smiled once more.*
"That does not frighten me. Does it frighten you that...I am a creature of darkness?"
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Post by Malefica on Jun 17, 2008 18:26:16 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled warmly to him and kissed him again.*
"I am a part devil, my lord. You being a creature of darkness does not frighten me."
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Post by Count Dracula on Jun 18, 2008 5:28:26 GMT -5
"Well then..."
*His lips curled back, revealing fangs.*
"And you would still give yourself to me? To be my bride?"
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Post by Malefica on Jun 18, 2008 6:59:19 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled when she saw his fangs. But for one moment she hoped that drinking of her blood wouldn't affect him in any way. She was, after all, not human, but part devil and part goddess.*
"I would, my lord."
*Her eyes looked deeply into his, without any signs of fear. Only love could be found there.*
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Post by Count Dracula on Jun 18, 2008 8:44:19 GMT -5
*She offered all the consent he could ask for in that moment and teeth bared, he sank his fangs into her throat, drinking deeply.*
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Post by Malefica on Jun 18, 2008 10:42:28 GMT -5
*Malefica closed her eyes and allowed him to drink her blood. She was a bit worried if he would get sick drinking devil/goddess blood, or if the rituals she had to go through to become a Guardian would have any effects. But she would have to see to that later. She caressed him gently when he drank his fill.*
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Post by Count Dracula on Jun 18, 2008 11:11:24 GMT -5
*Dracula drank deep and long, engorging himself on her life blood. It burned in him, but felt...as if it was infusing him with otherworldly power. As her body grew weaker in his arms, he held her supportively. Finally he broke contact, leaning back with a gasp. His chest heavily a moment, he bit his own wrist, lifting it to her pale lips.*
"Drink of my sacrament and live forever as my bride."
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