Victoria:  -I was laughing as I pulled open the mansion door, giving a look to my hellren who was stood impatiently by the grand staircase….all shitkickers and gorgeous intense scowl… waiting- Hey there.. -I sat my ass down on the cold steps leading up to the door having sat here in this very spot many times to tell a story from our life together- I got one last one for you…  -I smiled brushing hair from my face as the breeze picked up around me- I can’t stay long, Zsadist isn’t in a patient mood today. When is he, right? we have lots to do.. but you’ve been a big part of our lives for so long I wanted to see you one final time -I smiled, blue green eyes bright in the sunlight- Seems you’ve been through every up and down with us these past three years.

-From inside the mansion a growled “let’s roll, Nalla” made me grin. I ignored for now, would do my Nallum good to wait for me- Things are much more settled again for us now, we got back from Europe in one piece. Just -I frowned thinking of that last day there, the blood on my mates body, thinking I’d lost him for good this time. I breathed in slowly, and letting it go, that feeling of dread would be with me for a good long while yet- Anyway, It’s good to be back in our home -I rested arms on my knees lifting my face to the sun enjoying it’s early spring warmth- Nothing like sleeping in your own bed with your hellren snoring behind you -grinning- He doesn’t snore, by the way, before he yells at me. But you’ve seen him sleep.. -remembers their little choking incident and shakes her head amused- I’m getting distracted thinking of my male in bed.. not until later.

So, we’re doing good, really good, actually. Zsadist is working through his past, it’s slowly improving for him, it made him the male he is today and you know, I wouldn’t change who is he, I fell hopelessly in love with him, after all. -my face flooded with a small secret smile that was reserved only for him- As for the future.. well… -grins again- who knows… it goes on that’s all that matters, until the fade Zsadist and I, whether you see us again or not, know that we’re together and we’re happy and we’re living life to the absolute fullest -I stood and straightened out my skirt until it fell to my bare feet in a soft whoosh. I walked back to the door, opened it slightly and stepped inside, turning to smile once last time- It’s how we do it in the dungeon… you know that.. -The growl greeted me and the last sighting of the dungeon duo was Victoria being chased up the grand staircase two steps at a time, her squeal of excited laughter following and the giant warrior stomping after her, licking one long lethal fang with a smirk on his scarred face….- #BeSeeingYou

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I was too emotional the other night to say anything coherent here, but I wanted to today, I felt it was deserving of all the kindness shown to Zsadist and myself these past three years. We loved the RP we did and we ultimately RP’ed for ourselves and the stories we enjoyed and could weave into our own. But knowing people enjoyed what we did too is a wonderful bonus and a huge compliment we will always cherish. If we never told you, you guys totally fucking rocked with every comment and encouragement, I couldn’t have wished for better twitter friends and dungeon advocates, so a big thank you of appreciation is for you. The Dungeon Diaries would never have been what it was without you, I mean that, truly with all my Zsadist loving heart.

I’m not going to say goodbye to my mate and best friend, Zsadist, how could I. He’s my heart and everything that I could have wanted in a mate and partner in decadent crime. I’m a one mate kinda girl, and from now until the fade, he is mine. Love you, Kardia mou  

For those that have it, I will be on my other TL. Love you girls, and be good -smiles- If you can’t be good… Do it Dungeon Style.

#DontBeSadItEndedSmileBecauseItHappened #DungeonDuoFOREVER

Victoria: -She wanted to scream, to groan raggedly, to grunt, and to cry out with an obscene plea, but she swallowed hard and pushed her face into the soft pillow, so aware that their new location was much smaller than the brotherhood mansion and a lot less sound proofed. Like not at all. She moaned, couldn’t help it, and the bed creaked every time Zsadist pushed his hips behind her. It was as if every creak of the springs were whispering none too quietly to the whole house ‘We are fucking. We are fucking. Oh mercy we are fucking’ It was an hour ago she’d felt the stir of a teasing smile, she wanted him with her, and she’d sent him a picture message of her fingers curiously dipping into her festive red panties, along with the text: “I miss you…. this much” Zsadist had been somewhere in the house, but had materialized almost before she could toss her blackberry aside.

He’d prowled, like her own lethal dark panther so unbelievably stunning in a rolling gait across their bedroom, his golden gaze trailing down her body in that way that would always send her instantly soaked. He’d asked what she wanted and she didn’t hesitate or fancy it up in a nice neat coquettish bow when she replied “you…your cock..now” And now she got instantly, while she gripped onto the sheets turning her face into Zsadist’s kiss, tongues fighting for dominance while they reaffirmed they were together and for this moment things were all good in their closeted world, and his warm hand cupped around the front of her throat sending pleasure pulses over her body with the small stroke against her skin, both of them laid flush together spooning, she let go of the raw ragged moan, the kind that had her spine arched back until she thought she’d crack in half, and it traveled right from her soul in a hot rush when her male buried hard inside her. Sex in its most wanton state, it always was, nothing was ever sedate when it came to their love.  Just how she liked it. His grunts against her neck as he bottomed out inside drove her crazy, his wandering hands pinching her nipples, crazier- Nallum.. I need… ahhh yeah there ohgodsyeahhh -She forgot all about being hushed, who-the-fuck-could stay silent when their hellren was hitting all the right places as he shoved against her ass and growling for her to come. To come hard. To come NOW.  Obedient, like -a naked kind- of lapdog, she did just that until she was hoarse and shuddering. And wanting more. Oh yeah.. more of their brand of sex that felt like a war with the outcome of two very exhausted and thoroughly sated winners.

She hadn’t given Zsadist much breathing time before she had her huge warrior flat out on his back clutching her hips while she found an arousing rhythm on his lap. She pushed and he grabbed, and they loved on each other hard, squeaky bed springs and all. With all that had been going on  the last few weeks, Zsadist working diligently through his past horrors to overcome them finally, and being so far away from their home they’d made together, hadn’t been easy on either of them, they’d had more than one fight, quickly overcome, but the tension always seemed to be at a high level, ready to spill over in a blaze of words and frustration. She’d halted an impending silly fight with her male the night before, and declared they were having a ceasefire for their one year mated anniversary.

Their ceasefire included a carnivorous amount of explosive sex and lots of cuddling and whispered words, reliving their mating ceremony a year ago. God, who knew she’d love this man of hers more now than she had that snowy night….She lay on top of Zsadist, A soft glow of Christmas lights echoed around the room, the feeling in her legs slowly returning and her lungs pumping vigorously bringing air to her body, while she smiled through the memories of the past year. Not all were good ones, but as long as the aftermath still had Victoria firmly embedded with Zsadist, she was good with any ups and downs they had to endure to reach that point. No one person’s life was flawless, they were liars, if any couple spoke of a perfect life together. What her and Z had was much more than perfection, it transcended beyond love and wanting and need. They were bonded soulmates. No amount of arguments or even a hellren with his finger on the self destruct button could break that. Some tethers were just too strong to ever sever.

When Zsadist’s large palm landed in a smack on her ass, bringing Victoria out of her musings, she giggled and poked a finger into his Brotherhood mark, and knew, with a twist of her lips in a wicked grin, just what would wipe that smug smile from his beautiful face. She was positively nefarious as she leaned in to his lips, kissed him slowly and scolded- That’s no way to treat your baby mama, Nallum!……


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-The kids would be relieved to not have homework tonight. She was far too anxious to even concentrate on the nights lesson to set any for them. Sea-foam blue-green eyes lifted for the hundred millionth time and looked at the clock. Dammit. It had barely moved a second. Father Time was fucking with her mind! Fingers worked in a nervous tapping on her desk. The tumescent feeling of dread she’d suppressed all these hours came hurtling back with the force of a fighter jet.

She’d never waited patiently. She liked things to happen on her time frame. And tonight was testing her patience to its very edge.

A twin set of eyes so like her own turned her way as she walked the length of her classroom. Her teenage daughters, a mirror image of the other looking at her expectantly. She smiled and shook her head ever so slightly then pointed to the math books, Thalia scowled so like her father and dropped her head, brown hair falling across the work book while her twin Nehysa, her own little book nerd, had already began working once more. Thirteen going on thirty, her girls, so different in personalities tonight were picking up on their mom’s anxious behaviour, and were sending each other glances.

Victoria cleared her throat and curved her brow in that teacher kind of way when voices in the classroom began to raise. All fell silent as she walked back to the front of the room and her smile flushed warmly. She loved working with these 14 kids. Her very own classroom in the Brothehood mansion.  All eyes focused on her expectantly, waiting for the signal that school was over for the night. “Okay guys, off you go. See you all at first meal…Don’t run, Jahce!” Through yells and hollers of goodbyes and a hug for each of her daughters sending them off to their room, she locked up her class and headed down the long tunnels soon after the kids, to wait in the foyer. Sat on the stairs, her eyes wandering over the intricate pattern of the tiled floor trying not to be THAT mother who worried over every little thing her children did. Her boys were fully grown, men in their own right. No matter their age, Frhenzy and Zhero would always be her yellow eyed babies. The ones who would creep into their bedroom and climb up onto the tall bed dressed in their matching skull pjs and demand cartoons and french toast with the ‘red jelly stuff’ on top. Those days were long since past now her sons were trained warriors. Warriors out on their first night patrolling for the Brotherhood. Even her strong resolve couldn’t stop the barrage of worry for that. She knew Zsadist would look after them both, so would their uncles, for that matter. Didn’t stop her sighing and looking at her watch again.

The sun would be up soon.
Where the hell were her boys?


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-She had to laugh. Her male had gone statue still beneath her. Was he even breathing? Her couldn’t have been more rigid had he been a corpse for a day or two. Just looking at his stunned/terrified/ready-to-bolt features made her collapse into fresh giggles rolling from on top of him. Teasing him never grew old. She bit him on the ear and yanked one of his nipple rings bringing Z out of his catatonic stupor- Relax, baby mine. We’re not hearing the pitter patter of little shitkickers just yet -One day soon, maybe. She added silently. After all, their only form of birth control since they became mated was the ‘have lots of sex and if it happens it happens’ method. She nuzzled his lips, the stir of their passion curling like a waking serpent in her belly, and gave thought to a tiny replica of her male, all Citrine eyes and chubby legs chasing around the mansion shadowing his papa. Gods, she could glow from the inside out on that image alone.

A little Zsadist. A smile grew on her face, and Z growled, she didn’t have to voice anything for him to know what was going on inside her head. She kissed her grouchy male… and whispered words that could fell her tough warrior like a tree falling in a forest, telling him what a wonderful father he was going to be. Conditioning, she called it, for that one day in the future, when beside their Christmas tree would be a ‘baby’s first Christmas’ stocking hanging with hers and Zsadist’s….-

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-Frhenzy lingered in the foyer amid his family while they all waited for the sun to go down. He stood tall, hair in an array of burnt fire edging on long as it brushed his collar. He’d already checked his weapons twice, he did it once more before swinging the biker jacket on, his yellow gaze caught his parents stood across the way by the main door. He almost felt like a voyeur watching them. Still obviously in love after all these years.  He was used to PDA’s in this house, with so many aunts and uncles not caring who witnessed a kiss or grope here and there, you got accustomed to PDA real fast.  His father’s face was pressed to his mahmen’s throat, she in turn held her hands around his neck, bodies flush together and whatever his father was saying made her smile. The smile she reserved only for him. He saw her words form yet the noise in the foyer drowned out his mahmen’s voice. He knew without hearing what she’d said, same thing she told Zsadist every night ‘Come home safe to me, Nallum’ He watched them share a kiss then his father unfurled from his stoop to stand at his huge height and his intimidating game face was back on making Frhenzy flash a fanged smile and he signalled to his twin with that birth-link they had going on “Time to roll, brother mine. Try not to get dead, Mahmen will kill you” The middle finger salute came fast from Zhero in reply and he strode forward to claim the hug their mahmen never let them leave without.

Like a well oiled hunting machine, Frhenzy along with his father, uncles, and cousins, lined a formation ready to file out the door and dematerialize to downtown Caldwell. The months of being a warrior had passed by quickly, Frhenzy was unfettered and agile as each brother stomped through the door, knuckles cracking ready to get the job done. He felt a large hand clap him on the shoulder, turning he was hit with the icy stare of his uncle, his partner for the night. With a jut of his chin and a grin to his dad, Frhenzy pushed by V to hit outside first, his grin was all teeth and mirth- “Beat you there, oldie” -His laugh was still echoing as his body dematerialized into the heart of the war-

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-Children would happen for them. One day, but for right now, she caught Z’s chiselled jaw in her hands and looked over to the face of the illuminating clock and saw they had 1 hour 25 minutes left of their night. She wanted his moans in her mouth, tasting them, chasing away his shadows,  and she nibbled on his scarred lip to hear him groan roughly- Happy Anniversary, Nallum -Her ass was gripped forcefully… Ughhghnnnnn… that carnal passion got its claws into her again, so easy when his eyes turned hazy, and full of erotic lust. Her hips jumped in on the game, enticing him..undulating.- I love you, forever…

Storyline Soundtrack: Fade to Black - Metallica

Victoria:  -What could go wrong with scaling a 350ft drop down a cliff-side in the pitch black wearing neon pink Nikes and a fur lined jacket? Not the disaster you’d think, and it was not something she envisioned that night…could never have predicted. Like domino pieces tumbling, one event setting off another until it arrived at its last conclusion, coming full circle toting behind a whole burden of fuckedupness.  Like every other night, she’d waited for Z to finish up with his brothers and cajoled her hellren into taking a midnight walk with her. Since they’d shifted locations a couple weeks ago, she’d excitedly, overly so, to the poor chagrin of her obliging male, been showing him the sights, places of her childhood, every night…she talked, a lot, as they walked, the air so cold she wanted to burrow like a mouse into Z’s chest. They passed by the old tree that stood carelessly on the cliffs edge, crooked and regal all at the same time, the same tree she’d hung upside down from and pretended she was a captive of a rogue pirate when she was all of eight years old, a born romantic even long before she truly knew what it was to be romantic, and she lead them down over the edge of the Dover cliffs, the whiteness of them reflected by the moon and almost became it’s own torch light.  She was part mountain goat, or so her mama would tell her, not even the bite of the ocean or the dead of night stopped her tracks, she knew it like the back of her hand-
 
 
Zsadist: { I shifted uneasily on the balls of my feet, my hand rubbing at my overgrown skull trim in rhythmic patterns, my other arm thrown carelessly over your shoulder as you told me story after story about your past…..things that should have mattered….I should have been listening intently but there was something in the evening air that was biting at my neck, and not in the good, nails in the back, moaning in the throat kind of way….. My unease was unsettling me.. My eyes darkened….a low stifling moan ripped from the center of my chest as the odd sense of de-ja-vu enveloped me and froze my feet where I stood……. Fuck. Me. Hard.}

 
Victoria: -She supposed it was the enthusiasm of finally sharing a part of her history with Z that had her deaf to the startling silence and unease rolling out of him. Victoria didn’t notice the rigid tension in her male until she’d pulled him into the large cavernous hole in the side of the cliff, It was still here after all this time, her old hidey-hole, her secret castle and many more things she imagined when she played here. She turned and beamed a smile at him, expecting to see fangs with one of Zsadist’s indulging smiles. She switched on the torched she’d tucked away in her pocket and her smile dropped, like a stone hurled into the sea…something was off with him- Zsadist… baby? -The kind of disturbance she dreaded feeling again barreled clean into her chest seeing a look of… god what was it on Z’s face? He was shifting from foot to foot and rubbing at his skull trim like he wanted to claw what little hair he had right off his head. She let the torch light hit the cave’s dark damp wall, it sent a shadow over them both- What is it, baby?

 
Zsadist: {A dark shadow like a stifling hand overpowered my mood….darkened my very soul as my eyes soaked in my surroundings. I loomed like an angel plucked from the deepest pits of hell. I couldn’t speak. I felt like I had swallowed glass… The emotions crashed at me from all sides….anger, self loathing, regret and finally apathy…..shutting myself off completely was the only thing that had allowed me to live….no, not live…….to exist in that cage of captivity and depravity for a century. The feelings I had never wanted to face came at me faster than I could handle them. I swayed a little, the air around me dropped 10 degrees as my twin’s face came slowly into focus…The face I was denied.  Low, agitated words fell from cracked lips in the old language…..but how to explain? Could I explain the night of my rescue? The feelings that were threatening to choke the air right from my lungs} Nalla….I……fuck. It was here. Right fucking here…

 
Victoria: -The fat black cylinder torch threatened to fall from her fingers, she palmed around it tighter and tried to make sense of her male’s rambled words, some in English, most in his own Old Language, she knew a few words, but the speed he muttered to himself she couldn’t decipher anything- Hey love, let’s breath okay, that’s it, breath with me. Now tell me slowly -She shined the light around, saw nothing other than a cave, they’d been inside many over in Greece, one grotto much looked like another, but something was definitely spooking Z, she felt the air crackle around him and the temperature, despite the December weather, plummeted another few degrees, she knew that came from him too. She got up into his space, her free hand lacing his fingers giving him any kind of anchor to bring his mind back into the here and now, she didn’t know what had her males flight or fight button ready to detonate, but his touch-paper was lit and ready to blow, it made her heartbeat bang hard and her lips to dry. She was panicked for him, and she didn’t know why- What was here, Zsadist? My cave here or this country? -She frowned and tightened around his large hand and deliberately kept her voice low and calm, the sense of urgency and alarm at their surroundings sinking in… they were inside a cave, above a raging sea in the dead of night, with Zsadist having some kind of anxiety attack…-
 
 
Zsadist: {I sucked in a few shallow breaths trying to fight for some sense of composure, sanity or whatever the fuck else I could grab. The urge to get my Nikes moving and get the fuck out of Dodge was overwhelming….yet I owed it to my other half to stay….to explain the chaos that was my mind. I tugged at the black turtleneck exposing the cola black ink bands that marked me as a slave …her slave. I bit back a growl of pure hate and finally focused on your bewildered eyes…your curtain of dark hair blowing in the December wind….I stared……it helped me focus on the here and now and not that bitter bitch that was my past} Nalla.. This is where I was rescued. My twin, brought me here {I fought to say more….My two halves were at war inside me….the half that you’d made whole and the half that would be forever empty}

 
Victoria: -The clang of realization made her blink stupidly up at him, and then again while her tongue fought to move in her mouth, to voice the ‘no no no fuck no!’ that was a shattering noise inside her head. She watched his lips move, the scar from forehead to mouth seemed darker somehow, like it was only made moments ago. It stood out on his tanned skin, a reminder for him for all that had been before, and gods, how could this be? It didn’t make sense.. this cave.. her cave, the one she’d played inside every summer, she buried her treasures, shells and rocks, and that simple knife she’d found all those years ago, inside her cubbyhole, the cave she’d romanticized about once she’d read Cinderella and Snow white. Without thought, she reached up and pulled his sweater back in place, to keep the biting breeze from him, her feet wanted to pace, it was how she could think, her confusion was bubbling out of focus, she stayed rooted to the spot, and squeezed around Zsadist’s fingers, her thumb working his palm. Of course she’d heard bits and pieces she’d had to drag from him about his past, she’d known of his twin freeing him from the bitchress who held Zsadist hostage for more than a hundred years, consequently losing his leg and how they’d been trapped in shelter by the ocean for days and days until Phury could get them both to safety… and just like that, oh shit… her wide eyes met the dark ones of her hellren- This cave… -she muttered looking up at him, their eyes held fast, she stroked his palm, soothing them both. So much regret for bringing him here clouded her vision.  The torch light echoing both their shadows on the walls, she wanted to scan her gaze around, to somehow see her Zsadist somewhere on the walls, the floor, the male he was a century ago… but she couldn’t drag her stare from him, the look on his face was one she’d never seen before- baby.. you were here… in this place… -She was staggered, utterly dumbfounded and she silently despaired, not knowing what was going on inside his head, what ugly demons were all vying for his attention-
 

Zsadist: {The air left my lungs in a rush, I clung on to your hand like it was a lifeline…..the past had curved her bony hands on my skull and squeezed…..a mirthless laugh left my cracked lips at the irony of it all…..I was thousands of miles from home and yet I hadn’t escaped the dark, shapeless cloud of my memories….. The thought of what my twin had sacrificed suddenly dawned on me. I’d been so caught up in my own suicidal self pity for decades that I’d never bothered to acknowledge what he’d truly done for me. I would rectify that…..someday. I shut my lids tight, my teeth dug into the soft flesh of my bottom lip until I tasted the coppery tang of my own blood, my voice was gravelly as I fought to speak} I’ve never dealt with -waving a large hand around- all this clusterfuck, nalla…But I have to…for me…and for you, for us. I love you…never doubt that, no matter how deep in hell I may be…never doubt it.

 
Victoria: Hey now -the light dropped, illuminating her pink sneakers and she went up on toes to cup his cold cheeks, she stroked his scar, it was soft in spite of its jagged line- Nallum, no matter what level of hell we might stand in, know that I love you, always. -Afraid her knees might buckle with the enormity of their pasts criss-crossing like they had. How could she have known she’d have any manner of connection, and one as brutally painful for him, as her childhood playground being one and the same as his first shelter of freedom.  She guided Zsadist to one of the huge rocks facing the cave opening, scaling back up the cliff face would have to wait until she’d figured a way to get her male back to a saner state. He sat, and Victoria perched on his knee keeping an arm slung around his shoulder and played idly with the gauge in his left ear, another anchor, her thoughts buzzing back and forth, from playing here to the state she imagined Z and his twin to be in all that time back when. She rubbed at her heart, oh god,.. the ache,…the remorse lay heavy, and she wished so bad she’d just stayed at home that night.  Her voice cracked a little leaning her forehead to the side of his face- You’re not that person anymore, Kardia mou…don’t let them win -she tendered a finger up to his temple- In here, don’t let them own your mind anymore -She hugged his rigid body, and petted a soft kiss on his forehead- If we need to go kill some shit to exorcise this place for you, then we’ll definitely do that -Another kiss, a tighter hug- You know what this cave is, Nallum? It was your freedom, you found independence from that place… those people. And you became my Zsadist. -She didn’t know if anything she was saying reached his ears, she just kept talking and talking, knowing whatever hell he was in, she was going to be by his side, never for a second allowing her hellren to feel alone again-
©Zsadist and Victoria

Victoria: For anyone wondering, how we managed to get back to the house just before dawn .. Sans clothes… And without being detected..Yeah.. Well, we didn’t. -I chuckled turning a shade of beet red that wasn’t even on a colour chart, just thinking about it- doggen really need to sleep more instead of sneaking around carting vacuums and other cleaning supplies! We encountered three no less..I kid you not..

God, it wasn’t bad enough that time Fritz saw our collection of toys in the dungeon..I just.. JUST about managed to live down that horror.. Now I can add a Greek faction of the doggen brigade in my mass of embarrasing events. A tall old man looking a little like Alfred from the batman movies got a good eyeful of all my private bits.. Very bare naked ‘bitten all over by my vampire’ bits. Z was blasé, as always, strutting through the door and up the wooden staircase like he was wearing six layers of clothes for a trek in the andes, instead of just his gorgeous tanned skin, and with me his squirming passenger, his arm cradling my butt while I stifled my giggles against his mouth quietly urging him to get us behind a door that wouldn’t reveal one of his brothers. - I burrowed into the new bed that smelled of Z recalling the poor doggen’s broken English bubbled splutters as he and two other doggen rounded a corner and my squeal, I’m sure, was only audible to dogs in the area- “Kyrios Zsadist! Kyria! Perilypos! I-I-I oh I do beg pardon…sorry sorry..” He backtracked along the hallway, eyes somewhere on the ceiling, like Michael Jackson himself had taught the old man to moonwalk….. Oh gods, I’ll never be able to look him in the eyes again for however long I’m here.. Mortified thy is my name.

-I rolled onto my side, and smiled feeling Z’s large hand reach through the white sheets and hook my waist pulling me towards him. My hellren was sleeping the sleep of an exhausted male. I tempered a hand to the side of his face, leaned in and kissed his lips and settled against his side, joyous as a clam I was back with my hellren- Blushing bright as a red apple I still can’t say I regret anything.  I’d parade naked through the streets of Manhattan in the middle of the Thanksgiving parade to be with him -I watched Z sleep soundly, feeling 60 foot tall knowing I’d helped with the peaceful look on his face. A plate full of turkey, veggies and gravy with bread rolls followed by a chosen’s blood and all proceeded by the most.fucking.amazing sex. God, amazing didn’t even describe it, really, and it went some way to bringing calm back into my males eyes again.

I yawned really big, my jaw cracking knowing I’d sleep like a sated corpse today and I went about burrowing against him, his heat my own blanket- So, that’s it, all caught up on another of our reunions… -Speech slurred, I let my lashes fall against my cheek, eyes drifting closed, my own happy heart firmly back in place- gonna take my mate to meet the Greek in laws tomorrow…long overdue -My smile was sleepy, voice barely heard..knowing just how that bombshell would go down- shh.. no ruining that surprise for him…. 

©Zsadist and Victoria

Storyline Soundtrack: ‘Still loving You’ - Scorpions.


Victoria: -She could say right down to the minute the last time she had seen her hellren. Outside the mansion all those weeks ago, her lip trapped to the point of pain in her teeth to stop it from trembling as he told her goodbye and issued his bossy orders for her only to venture out to go to work and back to the compound, accompanied by a doggen. Too many weeks of following them to the letter when she’d finally had enough. Fuck.. enough. She yanked her bag from the airport carousel knowing there was a car outside waiting for her, It wasn’t dark yet and the departing summer heat hit her face as she walked out onto Greek soil. She hadn’t yet switched her phone on, she could avoid like an expert and knew once the mansion staff knew she was gone, Z would have been alerted. She watched the isle Thasos’ view speed by,  her mind a whirl of thoughts, the driver taking her high into the mountains off the beaten track. Her gut clenched, not sure how mad she was with her errant mate, not until she laid eyes on him. The house came into sight, and she visibly trembled, mad didn’t matter, she was finally in the same breathing space as him…If mohammed wouldn’t come to the mountain…-


Zsadist: {The curses fell from my swollen lips one more filthy than the other. Over and over, I paced holes into the worn wooden floor with my bare feet. It was too fucking hot even for socks. I’d taken to walking in my bare feet when I wasn’t on patrol. I’d let a dark chuckle slip when the thought that the temperature was slightly less than “3rd degree burn” and if this place wasn’t so breathtakingly beautiful that this was what Hell’s burning fires felt like. My phone stayed stuck like bad Chinese food to the palm of my large hand. My other hand was rubbing the ink on my neck repetitively. The convo with Fritz had taken all of 15 seconds. I’d heard three words….. mistress….going…plane.. I felt like I’d just gone through my transition and gotten my first hard on… Had a bucket of cold water dumped on my head…. and gotten sucker punched in the gut. My nalla was coming. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end and I swallowed the lump in my throat and the bulge in the worn pants I hadn’t taken off throbbed……..Fuck Me


Victoria: -Now she was here, that impulsive urge that had driven her like a demented creature for the past forty eight hours until she was packed and boarded on a plane fizzled like two day old pop. She would have appreciated the idyllic scenery in a better mood, instead she barely paid it any attention. She left her case on the hot gravelled path, and considered knocking on the door when that streak of determined female pushed her forward, her man was inside, she wouldn’t knock for christssake!  And she turned the handle, not expecting it to open, and was surprised when it did with ease. A shrug, and she was inside, a house full of warriors, who would need locks. Okay, Victoria, her jumbled thoughts all spoke as one, we got you here, now you’re on your own. She stood rooted in the foyer and did the first thing that she could think of rationally. She opened her lungs and yelled out his name….waiting…-

Zsadist: {The fog in my addled brain lifted slowly. I’d only been good for following orders lately. Playing the good soldier for my king… for my race… The veil falling….slowly lifting ….the seconds….hours……days…. I’d lost count. The half of me that had found happiness with my female had locked away in the part of my mind that I showed to only one… and she was here. I felt it. My fangs throbbed… a low rolling growl ripped from my throat. I felt her even before I heard her …………uncertainty……, love but mostly rage tainted her voice. I debated between running or dematerializing but I was frozen….. like someone had poured cement on my size 13s…. I swallowed reflexively once and then a second time for good measure. My eyes were black soulless pits and my throat was dry as the sand on the beach down below. I’d refused to take blood. I dropped my phone and rubbed a shaky hand over my too long skull trim and took  two leaden steps to the top of the stairs.. Voice like ice over satin…..}  Nalla……up here.


Victoria: -Boom…boom…boom.. It grew louder and with more force, filling her ears until she realised it was her heart banging hard out of rhythm inside her chest. That first sight of him, after what it felt like a thousand and thirty six years years,  she was sure she knew in that moment what a hungry begger felt like with the first bite of food. Elation, pure unadultered joy spirited through her until she’d fisted her long skirt to stop herself from tripping and took to the stairs. One after the other.  Eyes focused to his…oh god..selfish that she was, locked away in her own misery, she saw sweeping her hungry gaze over him he’d been trapped in his own too. The thing about being away from the one you loved for any amount of time, even with verbal contact, it still left space for dark thoughts to creep in, did he want her still.. All that fell away stood in front of him, neck craned, she breathed his name, and reached up to touch his cheek with a fingertip. He hadn’t been taking care of himself. A gurgle of mad resurfaced, the one damn thing she’d made him promise her. Her beautiful male, she noticed, stood without reaching for her, making her eyes narrow. That shit didn’t fly with her, seemed the mountain had to go a step further..- Not going to tell me hello with a kiss, nallum? 


Zsadist: {My heart worked triple time in the cage of my ribs. l shifted nervously from foot to foot… suddenly noticing I’d lost some weight. More than I’d admit when Rhage hassled me about sampling some of the local grub but the shit tasted like ash to me. Apples and water were my fucking friends.. I sucked in a long, cleansing breath as the wooden steps creaked underneath your footfalls. My eyes flashed citrine and drank you in like you were the last glass of water in the Sahara desert. Your lips looked like ripe strawberries. Your long skirt flowed. Your hair was longer and framed your eyes perfectly. I breathed one word…. the only word that mattered.

Mine….

After what felt like an eternity, you were still mine. The undeniable truth almost knocked me to my fucking knees but I couldn’t move even as you spoke. Your tongue sharp as ever. My voice thick with gravel} Is that what you want my female? A kiss?


Victoria: -Ahhh there it was, the click of their relationship slotting back into place. She felt herself settle, and a breath whooshed out slowly. She made sure to get herself a nice long look at him before she replied, deliberately sucking her lower lip into her mouth while she surveyed his face, the scar from forehead to his lip more prominent now his face was thinner. of course she was his, She smiled hearing it, didn’t matter if he wandered the entire european continent like some kind of Jack Sparrow pirate,

She was his, he was hers. End of.

But there was much more pressing matters right now, she thought, as she took him in from bare feet up to his growing skull trim, she liked it, it suited him, she could see shimmers of the hair color he shared with his twin, and all the good places in between. She nodded, still impassively- Yes, Zsadist.. It’s the proper thing to do… -Her sandals didn’t give her any height, and she had to really stretch up on tip toes to barely reach his chin, a little nuzzle on his face scruff and she bit his bottom lip… coaxing him- Kiss me…  -Or fuck me. Her brain screamed with untapped lust-  Just do it now, Nallum -she snaked a hand roughly around his inked neck pulling him an inch closer…god, he smelled so good- Kiss me… kiss me, baby..


Zsadist: {That scent…. at first unfamiliar and at once hitting me like a ton of bricks, mixed with yours. The dark, heady scent of my bonding. The scent that made all the doggen in the vicinity scurrying…. rushing for something to scrub or a floor to vacuum. It stung my nose and enveloped us completely. My fists balled at my sides and a low erotic purr left my throat as you spoke. I’d dreamed of this moment. I’d wondered often just what the fuck I’d do when it came. The thoughts of licking you slowly, torturously until you were panting and begging for release. Long days had passed as I’d pictured the pads of my fingers stroking your nipples through lace….. making you come from just that. My name leaving your red lips as you screamed your release. Eyes glued to yours. A shiver running through me at the first touch of your lips. I couldn’t speak. I didn’t want to. My only thoughts were of fucking you raw and making you mine every which way I could. My hand reached out and ripped at your skirt. It pooled at your feet. I just stared. A hunger I’d never felt made me sway as I saw you weren’t wearing panties. My distorted lip curved} Did you fly thousands of miles to tease your male, nalla, or do you want me to fuck you until you beg me to stop?


Storyline Soundtrack: ‘Sex on Fire’ - Kings of Leon.


Victoria: -A demanding growl left her lips, he was teasing her, and doing a good job of it. She licked over her bottom lip and tilted her chin up, not in the least bothered she was half naked now in front of him.

She was primed for his kiss.

Just the way she sucked on her full lip staring at his mouth knowing how rough and commanding it could be, oh god, waaaay primed. She’d worked herself up into a insane frenzy on the plane journey just thinking of his tongue in her mouth moving with slow purpose, tasting until she’d whimpered aloud and wondered if she could get away with a little one-on-one mile high time. She’d slipped her wet panties off and further tortured herself rubbing thighs together thinking for the rest of the way to Greece of the last time she’d had him between them.  Gentle took a detour, and she was left with an impetuous ball of lust forcing her to raise up and press lips to his, her tongue slipping in and out of Zsadist’s mouth. she moaned and twitched in places that recognised that her man was all up in her mouth and was setting off her pleasure points like terrorists bombs. Jesus.. oh gods.. if he’d had longer hair, she was sure she’d have a fist full of it as she craned upwards towards him, wanting, craving more. She wanted to kiss him for hours, days, months, eons and then some more, to chase his grunts into her throat, swallowing them whole until their carnal appetite ended with her fucked into a wall and their orgasms shaking the very roof off.  She surged her hips forward, they were dry humping like teenagers. His bonding scent made her dizzy, and she latched even harder onto his wide shoulders- Make me beg -She panted against his warm wet lips, she licked a path clean into his mouth, stroked those razor sharp fangs- Make me beg, nallum..and don’t stop.. god.. don’t ever stop -She felt herself melt up against the huge size of her warrior, and started a war on his clothes grappling to get them from him-


Zsadist:  {Eyes widening as your body surged forward and your lips claimed mine. Your tongue invading, demanding. Our lips fused as one fought for dominance over the other….my thigh parted yours. The scent of your arousal and anger filled my nose and my fingers dug in your hips as you moaned into my mouth. My cock throbbed, thick and swollen against your belly. A low dark chuckle left my lips as you tugged at what little clothes I wore. I pulled back licking at a fang.. Eyes hooded and glazed with the lust I’d kept carefully contained for what seemed like a 1000 years. I felt like a starving dog who’d just been tossed a bone. I leaned down and clipped a fang on your earlobe and whispered in your ear a particularly erotic wish. Arms locking like steel around your slender waist and slamming you hard into the nearest wall. The time for slow and reverant would come much later. The time for licking you until you came over and over against my tongue was now. I dropped to my knees because this is what I needed.

My tongue.. Between my females legs.

My heaven was here and now}


Victoria: -Lips swollen and tasting of Zsadist, she opened them with a protested whimper, she wanted more, much more..when her glazed Green Blue eyes watched him descend to his knees and ohhh.. she quickly got with the programme, moaning his name, her back arched as she flamingo’ed herself standing on one leg, the other held over his shoulder, his arm pinning her in place, and fingers glided over his head to the back of his neck helping as he tongued right between her thighs. Right there.. oh yeah… With a buck of her hips, she urged him on and groaned when finally his long wicked tongue flattened out the length of her slit up and down torturing the very breath from her body. She wanted to ride his face, to grind herself stupid, the orgasm just out of reach, she needed… and told him so with a ragged moan,  she contorted against the large white and blue column he’d jammed her up against, bracing her hands back around it, reminding her of her favourite Roman tv show. Just like that fictional world, inhibitions between her and Zsadist didn’t exist either…

Only the pleasure, the dark filthy consuming pleasure.

It boiled out of control between them until she gripped tight around his neck, the torment of his tongue pushing in and out of her pussy too much- Zsadist…nallum…fuck…. -Watching him, his head all snugly buried, those grunts… fuck, had anything sounded more arousing before?… The jerk of his thick cock on his stomach swaying each time he dipped forward and licked her some more had her whimpering like some kind of animal.. That’s what she wanted.. Inside her.. Now.. With a wrench she pulled his head free, dipping down quickly to rim his lips, his fangs all the way out and his citrines blazing bright.. beautiful.. His lips glistened from her and she couldn’t help but take another lick at him while she got handsy on his body- Mmm…you taste good..


Zsadist: {I worked you mercilessly, smiling against your secret skin as you moaned my name. You tasted just like my dreams. Your body shook with need as my bicep locked around your thigh keeping you in place for the torture you loved so well. You pulled back with surprising strength and fused your hungry mouth on mine. Your need flowing into my mouth. Your juices still on my bruised lips just where you wanted them.

This kiss was nothing but sweet. It was lust, want.. anger at the time spent without each other…

My female claiming me again.

I could only follow and obey as our eyes locked. My voice dropped} Come for me, nalla {moving with predatorial grace as my hips surged and I filled you in one fluid motion. The moment I was inside you our moans filled the cavernous space)  Fuck, nalla. I’ve missed you {fangs fully descending and grazing the line of your jaw, I wanted your blood down my throat filling me again. I wanted you to scream until everyone within 3 miles knew who you belonged to} My Victoria {my hips thrust mercilessly. I wanted my body to cover yours for hours…no fuck that, days…my cock stretching you, filling you completely}


Victoria: -Being fucked against a wall by him was as familiar to her as watching the sun rise each day. The sight of all that muscle and sinew working up between her thighs churning into her hard with wet slick force, the groans falling from Zsadist’s scarred mouth, the trickle of sweat down his forehead and the roar of his bonding all sensations that triggered the climax inside her, it hurtled out of control until she went rigid shaking out the orgasm. Lips trembled against his, she teased over his fangs and wrapped completely around his warrior frame all at once leaving not an inch of skin untouched. Too many days apart when he’d told her he wouldn’t be gone longer than a few weeks, the anger of being without him bubbled beneath the sexual surface making every thrust he took inside her an erotic war-
I missed you… -Spoken against his mouth, she had to taste him, it ached inside her gut to imprint her male on her psyche. With a lazy lick she was inside and teasing his tongue while she grew tighter and got stretched out by him as he fucked them harder to the wall- oh god…please..baby -She felt gluttonous, she wanted everything from him all at once, to be on her knees in front of him sucking down into her throat until he lost all sense of control. To be ridden slow and easy from behind while he left his bite marks. To sit astride his thighs and engulf his cock in all the wet heat forcing him to come over and over with his mouth at her breast.  To come against his mouth…ohshityes… The thoughts convulsed in her mind, a veritable sex cocktail of ownership and a silent promise she’d do it all and more…The rush of a second orgasm overcame her as he hit bottom..- Uhhghh god, Nallum.. just…like…that…fuck me..

Hours later……

Zsadist: {Reaching over to stroke my bite marks on your neck with the pad of my thumb, your wet body entwined with mine, limbs tangled together. Marveling at the way your eyes had become the exact same color as the ocean at midnight.  My lips skimming over your collarbone. I’d lost count of how many times we’d both found our release. Of how I’d swept you up and barreled out of the old cavernous mansion that had kept me imprisoned for what felt like eternity and carried you down the large jagged rocks to a secluded beach. I had not taken the time to appreciate the beauty around me but now it was plain as the moon on a clear night. Citrine eyes hooded…. the grin of a satisfied male on my scarred face as I kissed both your cheeks} nalla…are you ok? I didn’t hurt you {My brow furrowed. I’d lost count of all the times and all the different ways I’d taken you. I hadn’t held back. I’d been raw with lust. The animal part of me had completely taken over…my eyes roamed the skin of your savaged neck} Talk to me, beautiful.


Victoria: -She’d be scrubbing away sand from all her nooks and curves for hours, but the well sated look on her face…and his.. said she didn’t care one bit. She was sore, gloriously so as she stretched out at his side and curled into him, wearing all his marks, wet from his releases, oh yeah.. that kind of sore she’d missed.  Her hand lay gently on his side walking up and down his ribs. The time had sped by without notice, their sex taking centre stage until they’d had their fill and now collapsed on the damp sand, the ocean gently lapping near their feet, she glanced up at the large moon and wondered if there was still hours left of their two year anniversary. Turning her glazed eyes up to Zsadist, her body aching every last inch of his possession showing clearly- You know I like your kind of hurt, my male -Her smile was lazy and slow as she stroked up his chest and to his face, the moon’s shadow casting over him still showed the slight smile he wore too. She got quiet for a minute, the sex veil drifting from her mind, his large palm laying on her belly keeping that juiced connection between them- You didn’t come home, Nallum.. I couldn’t stand missing you any longer… -The wind picked up and she shivered giving his neck a kiss. There was a cave just up ahead, she’d seen when he’d gone all Rhett Butler on her earlier, she motioned with her hand- Take me there, Zsadist


Zsadist: {I cocked my head to the side, contemplating you for a moment, your eyes hazy, your dark wet hair shone in the moonlight. I tugged at one of your hands and placed it over one of my nipple rings} I want you again. {It was both a statement of fact and a promise that we’d never be apart this long ever again, growling low as I swept you up from the sand and carried you to a small limestone cave just off the path of the beach…knowing I’d deny you nothing in this moment…

The tethers that tied our souls together were solid as steel.

Laying you down and looming over you like you were an appetizer, main course and dessert wrapped into one. My cock pulsing against my lower belly, I bit at the soft skin of my lip hard enough to savor the coppery taste of my own blood} Nalla, I love you so fucking much but right now, I want in your mouth {I rubbed your bottom lip with the pad of my thumb in anticipation….in all this time apart this is what I’d fantasized about the most…your warm lips….wet tongue}


Victoria: -She bit his thumb softly, holding it in her mouth mimicking what was to come while her tumescent lust raged a fire inside her veins. With a few words, her male could turn her on harder faster than anything else could. She gave a little push to his chest and he leaned back on his hands. Oh.. that hooded look to his citrine eyes as he watched her quietly made a shudder begin at her toes and end in a wet pool between her thighs. Her fingertips trailed over his nipple rings, down the hard ripples on his belly and dipped into the grooved V bracketing his abs, avoiding touching his straining length to slide between his legs and cupped his soft sac, stroked with her thumb building her nallum up, marvelling at how beautifully sculpted his body was  Sitting at his side, their bodies touching, she leaned over his lap and scraped her teeth to the harsh cut of his V she loved so much, her tongue swept out licking and tasting his salty skin at the same time she tickled a nail over his sac…a purr pumped out of her throat hearing his grunt. Free rein over him always drove her a little crazy.. she’d teased him… and herself enough… Palming his full cock, she met his eyes as her mouth descended, hair falling onto his belly…she wanted him watching exactly what she was doing to him..- I love you, my Nallum -He’d feed again after this, she’d make sure of it, right from her inner thigh. She twitched at the thought of his fangs sinking deep… and then she’d get some decent food into him and see what she could do about a chosen for the good juice he needed. But right now, she was.. hungry for Zsadist… Her tongue rimmed his swollen tip over and over..

The dark cave echoed both their moans and grunts, outside she could hear the lapping of the ocean and she knew, it didn’t matter what they did to celebrate their anniversary, two years ago they’d become a couple.. not that either of them realised at that time…

It only mattered that she was here, and he was here and their love that was forged on uncertainty and a 100 years of torture to overcome, was stronger than it had ever been.

Her tongued came into play and swiped lazily up and down his cock.. - Love you so fucking much -She murmured and enveloped him slowly using heated wet strokes to suck him deeper until he slid full thick and throbbing into her throat on a low pleasured moan.. She stopped thinking and worked her male out, fucking him sordidly with her mouth. A wicked lick snaking the full length of his cock until she only held his tip hostage.  She knew before long he’d grip her hair and urge his hips to roll into her throat, his belly grew taut, she hummed fixating on driving Zsadist..clean..out.. of …his… mind.. -
©Zsadist and Victoria

Dehviousangel:

Impatience thy name is Victoria.. Clock watching and hair fussing, she heaved a sulky sigh,  it was one of those nights she wanted to get started asap, she was eager for her well orchestrated plans to come into play, but for that she needed her someone important. She watched the warriors roll in through the door she gave then a perfunctory glance, before her gaze moved on, waiting for another huge male to come into sight. Yeah sure his brothers were handsome, some would even say gorgeous. She had a pulse and a healthy libido, she could appreciate a good looking man just like any woman with eyes. But for her, Zsadist was it. He was the one who only had to look at her, to walk into her vision for her body to come fully awake. And not the little yawn and a gentle mewl kind of awake. Oh no, it was the screaming blood pounding in her veins, aching, begging to be possessed by his hands, his mouth, his body, kind of awake. Every. Single. Time. Didn’t matter the time of day, or if she’d seen him twenty times in an hour, or even if she was spitting mad pissed with him. For her, Zsadist was IT. The raw sensual gait of his long strides, the pin point focus when his eyes hit hers and then they’d travel down her body inspecting her, what she was wearing, or not wearing, cataloguing the twitches in her fingers, or the rapid increase of her breath, that was her male, a fucking breath-stealer.  And then his citrines would roll lazily back up to her face again, it would be around that time, after his slow eyefucking, her body would be pulsing like some kind of drum, its noise growing louder in her head, the innate hunger was astronomical in a way she’d never felt about anything or anyone else, ever. Some feminists would gripe on that it was demeaning to have a man claim you belong to him, she didn’t buy into that stupid bullshit, she was Zsadist’s, heart, body, soul and black lace covered ass, no doubt about it. His female. And she was empowered by it, and the fact she knew he belonged to her, he showed her in all that ways that counted. Not many people she’d go to the mats for without question, metaphorical balls to the wall and all, for her mate she would. Absofuckinglutely. For her, he was just the one.

That impatient flicker amplified inside her, a scowl was all ready to creep onto her face, her warrior dude was late, and then, a familiar heavy footfall and there he was. She’d watched enough american football now she knew how to tackle like a linebacker, before his second boot was across the door she was over the polished floor and latched around him, limbs twined like a koala bear and he like he was her very own eucalyptus tree. Two years ago today they’d spoken for the very first time,.. SHE’D spoken, he’d grumbled a barely audible response, time flew when you were having wicked salacious fun with your mate, and now he was all handsy on her ass, and that was definitely a smile on his scarred face. You see, this wasn’t their official anniversary, it was the first of three, she grinned and kissed him, before trailing her tongue wickedly slow over the dark embedded ink on his neck.  When you had a warrior mate like Zsadist, you didn’t need much of an excuse to celebrate any occasion and she had a plan of attack celebration for the next few hours in mind.  Happy 2nd ‘first time we spoke to each other’ Anniversary, Nallum. S’agapo moro mou.

The last Behind the Scenes from Zsadist and I during our “change” storyline. Look for more to come soon during new SL’s. 

Please note, for privacy between mates, some small edits may have been made.

Dehviousangel:
-Like a moth to a flame, she fluttered her imaginary wings letting the compulsion guide her until she stood in front of the fire that was her male. She propped in the doorway to the gym carrying apples & water. Just staring at him, she cleared her throat, found her voice- Zsadist…
Zsadist:
{Black eyes zeroing in on my target, fists flying, the sweat rolling down my chest before a scent permeate my senses and a voice follows} What do you want female? You lost?
Dehviousangel:
-She’d expected his retort so her smile grew as she tossed apples and water on top of his towel- I live here, I don’t get lost -She set her eyes to looking at him, covered in sweat, meaner than a rattle snake- Quit the ‘female’ call me sweetheart. Or baby. Yes, call me baby.
Zsadist:
{Eyes narrowing, an arctic blast forming around my body, scrubbing both hands on my face} Not hungry or thirsty and I didn’t summon you {Motions towards the door}
Dehviousangel:
-She refrained from rolling her eyes behind her glasses. His attitude predictable, and went ignored by her. She perched up onto the gym horse helped herself to an apple- You think me a chosen to be summoned to you, oh great and powerful, Zsadist? -Her chuckle was light- That’s almost cute, Kardia mou. Shellans go where they want -Points to his bare back- Must I remind you again who I am? -Her eyes dared him-
Zsadist:
{Lip curling back, a low growl leaving my throat} Jesus fucking Christ. It means the only company I fucking want is me. Now go shopping or something {Waves a dismissive hand and starts punching the bag again}
Dehviousangel:
-She smiled regardless of the sting of his words, not knowing why she continued to  torture herself like this, compelled to go on. Ignoring his command as if he hadn’t spoken- We used to be friends -She watched his every punch, knew he could hear behind the crashing force- I’d sit here while you worked out and we’d talk. I’d talk and you listened, I guess. -She smiled remembering- We were friends, Zsadist. -Brows drew down a little- I think anyway. Maybe I was just a walking breathing blood fuck. I don’t know. -Her chin jutted up taking a breath, his male scent ever strong- You don’t need to be mean, I don’t want anything from you..
Zsadist:
{Letting out a long winded breath, the fight leaving me, the name on my back tingled as if in answer, curses fell from my lips} Fuck. I, I’m a dick. You don’t deserve this shit. Stay…. {Brow furrowed} But no talking.
Dehviousangel:
No talking no talking always no talking! -How so very easily she was to please, pathetically easy, her smile grew as she laid out on that gym horse belly down and munching big chunks from the apple- You’d have me mute if you could! You hate my voice, Nallum? -She put the slightest inflection of a pout in her tone as she watched him. He was too thin. Again. Eyes roamed him like he was her favourite Van Gogh-
Zsadist:
{Groans in sheer frustration} No, nalla…I. Shit {The word had slipped. I couldn’t take it back now. I thought of bolting, instead I cocked my fist back and punched the bag hard enough to break it, the hinge squeaking in protest} Your voice is fine.
Dehviousangel:
-Like she had a raucous parade going on in her head she swallowed once twice past the lump of emotion in her throat the size of Manhattan and reined in a squeal at the tiny glimpse of HER hellren- Want to eat dinner with me later, baby? I’ll try to limit my talking -She wouldnt-
Zsadist:
{Closing my eyes for a heartbeat…A piece of a memory trying to break through the fog of my mind…You writhing under me…my body pinning yours on the hood of my Carrera, fangs punching down against my will, rubbing my mouth as if savoring the memory before managing a slight nod, voice barely above a whisper} Dinner, ok.
Dehviousangel:
-She sat up so fast she could have claimed whiplash, the apple core fell from her fingers as she made like a guppy staring at him incredulously never having expected Zsadist to agree. Flustered, she fiddled with the front of her hair. Dammit, Victoria, it’s dinner, not agreement to climb all over him. Back in control of her damn wayward brain that had gone on a temporary carnival she smiled trying not to opening stare at his fangs. Failed miserably- I..well.. I good, that’s good -God if she stuttered she’d kick her own ass. She was not ruining this chance with him. Dinner across the table from him. God, so long. She could do this-

I became very good at making deals with my hellren during our ‘Change SL’ sneaky tactics were necessary…Here was one such private deal between us.. #BehindTheDungeonScenes

Please note, for privacy between mates, some small edits may have been made.

Dehviousangel:
Such a good hellren for RT’ing his SHELLAN. You’ll be rewarded. When you remember me -Smiles a hundred watt bright to balance his scowl-
Zsadist:
{Cocks a brow} I just want to know the songs….shellan mine
Dehviousangel:
-Lips curve ever so slightly- Ask me again and kiss me here -taps her cheek, tilting it in offering-
Zsadist:
{Growls low, reaching over and brushing your cheek with my lips} You play dirty. Now keep your end of the bargain
Dehviousangel:
You’ll get to love my deals again, beloved hellren -Grins- I always pay up. Be patient while I type them for you. Should I sit on your lap Hhm….
Zsadist:
{Purrs} Type. Faster.
Dehviousangel:
All this typing, I need a reward. -Pretends to think on what, already knowing what she wants- You will hold my hand while you read the list.
Zsadist:
{Rubs my distorted lip} That what you want?
Dehviousangel:
-Nodding. ‘For now’ - Yes, Nallum. that’s what I want. Fingers all laced together and NO pulling away or wincing. I don’t bite.
Zsadist:
{Mumbles} Someone woke on the brave side of the bed this morning
Dehviousangel:
I woke up in OUR bed, mate of mine. Alone.. but still. -Drums fingers against her jeans waiting for him to take them as per their deal-
Zsadist:
{Narrows eyes} You’re not playing fair and you know it
Dehviousangel:
I love you. I don’t play to lose -Waiting. Impatiently-
Zsadist:
{Grumbles about you being pushy before taking your hand and lacing our fingers} That enough for you? Don’t answer that
Dehviousangel:
I will answer it! Why are you always trying to shush me!? -Holds in a purr tangling to his warm fingers- It’s enough. And perfect. -Holds fast to him-

It seems..-grinds her teeth together recoiling from a slur of vicious curses bubbling inside her- my doppleganger wanted to have a little private fun with MY Mate during his amnesia…. (( For those who are wondering whattheheck is she talking about, my doppleganger is just my private twitter acct -grins- ))

Please note, for privacy between mates, some small edits may have been made.

Dehviousangel:
-Peeks around the wall at him- psst. don’t listen to my doppleganger, you don’t belong to her, she lies. you can stay here -grins slow and sneaky-
Zsadist:
{Removes the hands from my face, brow raised} You smell of her. Trying to pull a fast one on me female?
Dehviousangel:
Same perfume -waves a hand nonchalantly- she’s trying to trick you, don’t fall for the wiles. I’ll keep you straight -lips curve softly-
Zsadist:
{Narrowing eyes} did she not tell you what I do to females who push me too far? {Low rumbled growl}
Dehviousangel:
Now now, no need for threats, I don’t pose any harm to you -Grins taking a bold move forward a finger traces the scar on his face-
Zsadist:
{Catches your wrist in a quick move, voice dropping an octave} I don’t like to be touched. Unless I’m feeding or fucking
Dehviousangel:
-A strangled whimper escapes as she brings her free hand to run a finger over his scarred lip- why don’t you like touch? touching is nice.
Zsadist:
{Fangs punching down, wondering if you’re brave or just stupid, the IT between my thighs growing thick, voice a deep guttural growl} Touch me again, female, and you won’t leave this room until you’ve been thoroughly fucked. You may not be able to walk.
Dehviousangel:
So frightened from a little touch -her lips curve, eyeballing those black pools of his, she lowered her hand staying in his space- You outweigh me, Zsadist -Makes to cup his jaw yet doesn’t let skin meet- What do you think a caress from me will do to you?
Zsadist:
{Laughs coolly, dark eyes on you} You chickened out female. Smart of you.
Dehviousangel:
Wrong move, warrior mine -Steps right into his body grabbing his face in both hands, her lips hovered to his- You only had to answer I would have left you alone -her grin made of pure dehviousness- Shouldn’t have laugh -And her lips crashed hard to his giving a touch he wouldn’t forget any time soon-
Zsadist:
{Animalistic growls leaving my throat as your mouth met mine, instead of pushing you away my body pulled you closer still, tongue invading your mouth, the IT hard and ready punching against your belly. I wanted to shove, wanted you to wear my skin on yours until we were both Spent. My sane side won out, hand pulling your hair and breaking away, running my tongue along the vein in your neck, voice thick with unspent need} Go. Now.
Dehviousangel:
-Panting she licked the taste of him from her upper lip, her mind fizzing with lustful thoughts wanting to crank his animal just that little bit more, push him over the limits of his control, she pulled against the tight grip on her hair and stuck her nose into his throat- Hhm what am I smelling, Z? chicken.. I’m sure. -Palms around his nape pulling him forward- Stop thinking so much and bring that tongue back into my mouth. Now. -Her teeth snapped together emphasizing what she wanted-
Zsadist:
{Fangs digging into my bottom lip, mouth tasting coppery, savoring the taste of my own lust and blood, the IT so tight against my sweats It was painful, spinning you around quick as a cat and shoving my lower body into yours, growling against your neck} This what you want, Female? What I haven’t given her?
Dehviousangel:
-Arching back pushing her ass into him she pulled his hand to grip around her throat and moaned low at the contact. she’d intended just to rile him a little, now she fought her own devil and angel, eyes clouded with lust- You don’t want to give anything to her. Stop fighting what your body needs -she sent her tongue to lick his wrist and sank her teeth down hard, tempting the need in both of them-
Zsadist:
{Hissing at the delicious sting of pain, my whole body vibrating with need, skimming a fang down the skin of your neck, lips tingling where my skin met yours, biting down on my lip to regain my sanity, grinding my hips and moaning at the contact, the tip of the IT about to blow off, hands finding your neck and backing off} enough! I. Will. Not. give you what your body craves
Dehviousangel:
-Fire pulsing through her veins she almost cried out at the loss of contact and control, she swiped her tongue against her lip turning to meet his intense stare- You crave, Z -She eyed down his body seeing the thick bulge- You want inside me so bad it’s driving you insane -Up on toes she went flush to his body, voice dropped to a sultry purr- Do you know how wet that makes me? Tell me you’re tempted.
Zsadist:
{Jaw clenched so tight I thought my teeth might break, I was being pushed to the point of pain, a groan of pure frustration left my throat, as I pulled up your skirt and lowered my sweat pants, teeth scraping against your collarbone as I shoved in to your heat with a moan} No. More. Talking. {Hands finding your bra and tearing it off, sinking my teeth into the skin of your breast as I pound away, totally lost}
Dehviousangel:
-She’d gotten a leg around him just before he punched inside her right to the pubic bone, thought and reasoning got strangled on a cry as wet slick creamy heat enveloped his cock while he pushed her lips open wide with every deep stab. Grunts, groans, she scraped his skin where she could reach driving him past the point of no return, taunting with each thrust he buried inside her- More. Get deeper. Uhhhhg
Zsadist:
{Taking your nipple between my teeth as I drive into you at a maddening pace, I wouldn’t last long. I’d been denying myself and I’d finally given in, my body tingled, trying to hold on to the sensations before a wave of pleasure took me away, I tried to pull back, hot jets spilling over your sex and between your thighs} Fuck me. I didn’t mean to..shit. I had to fuck you. Now just go..
Dehviousangel:
-Her laugh echoed as she regained her sight, shuddering uncontrollably, a satisfied smug look in her eyes, she breathed over his lips tempted to rim her thumb against his sensitive tip and make him lose it some more- I’m going to be sore tomorrow, Z. You’ll know you did it, you gave me it hard -Still feels the imprint of him buried deep- Let me taste your tongue again. -Her smile spread, couldn’t help a last push at his crumbling control- Then I will go and let you grow aroused thinking of me all over again.
Zsadist:
{Eyes darkened to black pools of anger, air around me turning ice cold, voice distorted} Enough. You got what you wanted..
Dehviousangel:
I didn’t ask to be romanced, Z, you can deactivate the walls, I’m not a threat -Grinning,sated, she did like to see his pissed off persona, reminded her of old times- A parting kiss, that was all. That’s not a big deal -Her fingertip rubbed his chin slowly-
Zsadist:
{The challenge pissed me off and turned me on at the same time, cocking a brow and lowering my mouth an inch from yours before taking your bottom lip between my teeth and drawing blood, shuddering at the taste, then pulling back}
Dehviousangel:
-Fingers crept around his nape reveling in breaking him piece by piece, her moan rippled with the pierce of her lip- that’s not a kiss, Z.
Zsadist:
{Rage and frustration boiled over, my body wanted to respond which naturally pissed me off more, wordlessly picking you up and throwing you over my shoulder, fingers shaking as I cross the doorway and plant you on your ass outside, crossed back in and shut the door}
Dehviousangel:
-Laughing, smug was all over her face as she left his door and slipped in the one next door, she had rattled her warrior, gotten under his skin making him face needs and lust filled desires head on. Now she had to tell of her victory-