Murder is terribly exhausting.

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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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I am swirling my tongue around a dainty ankle bone when her foot raises only to press me down into supplication. My eyes tilt up to meet her's, full of almost painful desire.

"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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Smirking, I watch his reaction to my words. Someone doesn't like them. Who better than I would understand the reason? I serve no one, nor will my daughter. But my touch is enough to dispel his natural reaction, or distract him from it, making my smile widen.

"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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Both my annoyance and my offering please her, delight her. Both might have gotten me knocked across the park, so I am glad she's decided on delight instead of displeasure.

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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His body freezes at first, then relaxes into mine. Laughing against his lips, I pull away and take his hands. "The garden is still ours," I purr, pulling him in that direction.

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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After a very long embrace, she pulls away, running for The Garden. Still one step ahead, still laughing and light...

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.