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estdeus_innobis2011-08-03 06:07 pm
Murder is terribly exhausting.
Outside the Doctor's Office
Late afternoon, Monday May 3rd
It is one of those beautiful Spring days that poets write about, that make children look out schoolroom windows longingly, and have people out enjoying the sunshine in droves.
It is most inconvienent.
It's been increasingly harder to find Lucien alone. That night of him railing and moaning by the fire was the closest I've come, but that damn bartender came along as I started to move in. And now he's got the dark haired girl back in his bed and apartment. Complication after complication. It's not that I shy away from bloodshed, not at all. And if the truth be told, I am getting to the point where I will kill half the town if I bloody well have to...
but now knowing exactly how long it will take to be restore to my self after Lucien breathes his last. Well, I don;t want to be caught in human form by a lynch mob before I find out. It would amuse Iblis, I am sure, if I were to kill the man and then find myself dangling from the hangman's noose before I revert back.
I take a sip of coffee and shift myself to a more comfortable position under a tree. To everyone else, I am just the mild mannered school teacher relaxing in the sun. But not for much longer if I can help it.
(Open to Lilith)
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That is another thing. Her growth, it has slowed. That too may be due to her time spent away from the garden. I'm beginning to rethink the idea of allowing her out.
"You are incorgable!Seduce him, leave him, then whirl back into his life. Wicked thing, you."
Giggling, I shrug. "Free will, my darling, Free will." Dream or not, they choose their path. In some ways it is a shame that most of them are walking around asleep and refuse to wake up. I can't help but softly hum the tune called "Dream a little dream" as Marbas rumbles "As My Lady wishes."
Laughing in delight, I purr against his neck, nipping at it, "Catch me if you can." Jumping to my feet, I laugh and run away like a mortal girl. It is an old game but one to remind him of what he once was. One he has little chance of winning now, in the weak form he is in.
Though, I may change it and allow him to catch this time. Then he can beg.
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"Catch me if you can." Her laughter is music on the breeze, and I take a minute just to watch her move, the flash of pale thighs, the way her hair swings...
And then I am up and running after her. This body is mortal, and is not a match for her true nature, but she is playing at human. This body may be human, but it is in fine enough a shape for it's age, and keeps pace with her's easily enough. Lilith leads me on a merry chase down Main street, weaving in and around porch posts, just barely keeping ahead of my fingertips. I am sure it's on purpose, but it's fun!
She leads me into the park, a sylph weaving in and out of the trees, and I wonder if I will be allowed to catch her or not.
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Leading him to the park I dance into the forest, spinning around shrub and tree. For a moment it is almost as it was in a place time long since forgot. I could easily let this shell fade, raising the difficulty of the game. I hide behind an old tree, instead.
The heart in his body is strong, blood and breath running quick from the chase. My Lion remembers this game. It is a reminder of how limited he is now that his weakness is not by choice. Muffling a giggle behind my hand, I peer around the tree, knowing exactly where he is.
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Oh my pure and perfect flame, I remember you. I remember us. After all this time, my flames still burns for you. After all these centuries, I would still follow you anywhere.
My inner self rages and flames as the human flesh sweats and yearns. I am half mad, wondering if I can catch her, if she will just torment me today when I hear the very distinct sound of a muffled giggle.
There. The tree right in front of me.
As she looks around to the left, the body I occupy whips to the other side, and although I know she knows what I am doing...
It's still a thrill to catch her and pull her into my arms. Laughing, I place a kiss against the column of her throat, then her collarbone, slowly sinking and kissing my way down until I am on my knees, looking up at her.
Just the way I know she likes it.
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Gazing down into his eyes, I smile. At least those are still the same, just lacking the burning flame. I miss my Arik and to see him kneeling in supplication pleases me. That simple gesture alone. It was one of the things that caught my attention. I do like games, and I have missed those too.
Only using human force, I set my bare foot on his shoulder, "And what is it my servant desires from his lady and offers in return?" I ask, head tilting in curiosity as I look down at him. My foot radiating heat that should make simple thought difficult for him. His answer should be fun. We may have to keep this mortal shell after he gets his true self back. It is fun to play with.
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"And what is it my servant desires from his lady and offers in return?" The word servant makes me bristle, for we would not serve and for that we chose to fall. But I followed Iblis, his servant. But... what was the saying? Better to reign in hell than serve in...? And Heaven could hold not thrill, no paradise for me that would rival the paradise in her arms.
"I desire all you would give, but ask for nothing بلادي أجمل النار. And in return, I give you all that I am, my form, my mind, my blood..." My heart. After all this time, oh after all this time, we have renounced love, yet ...
I manage to raise myself up enough to kneel, and tilt my head back until my throat is bared to her. This form is moral, it is fragile, it can be destroyed... and it is a act of faith, faith in her, that I show such vunerability.
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"I desire all you would give, but ask for nothing بلادي أجمل النار. And in return, I give you all that I am, my form, my mind, my blood..."
I giggle and clap as his head tilts back. Licking my lips, I watch that thick vein in his throat pumping blood furiously. He has been taught a lesson for lesser displays of weakness in my presence.
Ohhh he tempts me now does he? He knows better than that. I laugh again and place my palms on either side of his head, raising him to his feet. Bending his head back again, my tongue slowly along his neck, stopping at that singing vein. My teeth graze it just enough to scratch but not draw blood. Moving his head back, I nip around his lips teasingly, pausing to smile and murmur, "We bow to no one.You will bow to no creature ever again, my Lion." Winding my arms around his neck and standing on the balls of my feet, I giggle and give him a kiss. Like I kissed him long ago.
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My Lady raises me up, and I feel her teeth at my neck, my jugular. I know she could kill me right now and so easily. The human body wants to bolt but I remain perfectly still as she nips playfully.
"We bow to no one. You will bow to no creature ever again, my Lion." She wraps her lithe form about mine and kisses me. Oh sweet flame, where have you been? I remember, oh Creator! I remember you. Purest Flame. First and most lovely .... ليليث
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Running again, I stay just out of his reach as I laugh pulling my dress over my head tossing it in his direction behind me. It is not far now and that should speed him up a bit. But it is not enough. I speed up once its in sight.
Of course I reach the heart of my garden first. I can hear it when he enters, so I crouch in the flowers and pounce on him as he passes me by. Laughing again, I dodge his kisses playfully, stripping him of his clothes.
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Lilith speeds up, reaching our sanctuary before me. Little Minx, since it is hers, she can blend into it better, becoming one with it. I creep around, trying to listen for her movement or sniff her out, for as trapped as I am, I still have sharper senses than a ordinary human. It does me no good though, for she comes from nowhere, laughing her body onto mine and bearing us down.
We are laughing, as I try to kiss her and she tears the clothes off of me. Soon, it is human flesh against human flesh. Lilith is on top of me, raking nails and heat down my sides. I have my mouth at her breast, nipple sucked into my mouth, tongue and teeth and hands giving her adoration, my apprecation of her beauty pressed firmly against her abdomen.