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CotC Chapter 5

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Marcus laughed and grabbed her hands, keeping them from moving. He continued to drink.

"Not fair, let me move my hands..Or I'll stop your blood flow." Nyx gasped.

"There are other ways to have fun..." He let go of her hands, then he kissed her.

She shoved him back. "Go away."

He laughed, "Suit yourself, I guess we should have some fun in the underground instead of each other. Before there isn't an underground left."

"The ony reason you want anything to do with me right now....is because I just said that I'd go and fuck someone other than you. Tell me I'm wrong?" Nyx stood in a defensive position. Almost crying.

He turned an looked at her, his eyes soft for once. "Yeah, you are." He turned and walked away from her.

She sat down on the curb and cried. The first time since 1646 and she cried.Over a demon what the hell was she thinking? Getting up she made her way back to her secret place. The extra loft that she used to get away from things. Crying all the while.
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Marcus stood for a moment, gaping at the retreating Nyx, What the hell? He ran after her, "Hey! Nyx hold on a second, I said you were wrong...

She stopped and turned at the door of a building. "Weather I'm wrong or not Marcus,I'm still losing my touch and that makes me stupid."

He caught up with her and took her arm, gently. "Losing your touch? What do you mean?"

"I'm the cold-hearted bitch. I'm the guilt less assassin, the one who hates everyone. I'm not supposed to covet or love anything... I'm losig it.You should probably go..." She turned toward the door.

He held on to her arm, "The Covenant would have us believe that love weakens us. I disagree I say it empowers us."

"I didn't learn how I am from the Covenant.... I learnt it from my mother."

"I have always believe in embracing who we are, if you can feel love, you should embrace it." He smiled at her, then looked away unable to meet her eyes...

"Hows this then?" She slid into his arms. She laid her hear on his chest and just stood there.

He awkwardly held her. "Umm... Just telNO!! I can't... He argued with himself..

She pulled herself away. "I'm sorry that must have been awkward or you. Do you wanna come in?" She acted kind of shy.

"Actually there's something I wanted to show you, will you come with me?"

She nodded. "Yeah."

He led her to his own apartment, apartment building actually, he'd bought it and kept it all as his own. He opened the door for her, "Nyx please come in."

"Is this your building.?"

"Yes, this is also my home. I want to share something with you." He went inside.

"Really? What?"

"My life, or my death. I don't really know which yet...Please, come with me." He implored.

"Ok, I'm comming." She followed him.

"Thank you." He led her to his library. A large round table of wood sat in the center. He pulled a chair up to it, "Please have a seat."

"Ok." She sat in the offered chair.

He took a large silver dagger from a nearby table and set it before her. He then crossed to a stand. One very large leather bound book of parchment stood upon it. He picked it up and carried it over to her. He looked at it for a full minute before saying anything. Finally he said, "There's no way my informant was wrong about the Covenants weapon. If they use it billions of people will die, including most of my allies, and probably you...maybe even me." He set the book before her next to the blade, "My linage, my grandmother was human." He sighed. "Billions of lives lost and the Covenant ruling over what ever is left. I don't intend to let that happen, I intend to betray my oaths and fight the Covenant, to preserve this world as it is." He motioned to the dagger, "Now you know, you must make a choice, right now. Either obey the Covenant, and kill me, I won't fight you...Or...join me." He sat in a chair next to her and stared into her eyes.

"Give me that." Nyx walked to him and grabbed the dagger.

Marcus' heart fell, he leaned his head back, exposing his throat.

"Oh no." She looked at him. "On your knees. Now."

He sighed and stood up. "Do it and be done, I'll not be mocked in my own home."

"Humor me, please. It's not like I want to do this."

He glared then dropped to his knees. "When you brag about this to the Council, I ask you to leave this part out."

Nyx smirked. She laced the tip of the dagger to his heart

He growled low in his throat.

Nyx leaned down and whispered into his ear. "You know, If and I say If, This was actually happening I would be so very serious. I just love making you squirm." She kissed him violently.

He kissed her back passionately. "And if I had actually thought you were going to do it I would have fought you, I'll never go quietly.."

"I know.."She looked at him.

He smiled at her, "We make a good team babe, so, you in?" He winked at her.

"You know it babe." She bit him gently on the neck.

He laughed, "Does this make us the good guys? Cause I know a few bad things I don't want to leave behind..." He kissed her neck, then bit.

"MMmm, Don't you ever leave this behind. I want more.."

"Like I ever would.." He looked around, "You know," He smiled mischievously at her, "This is my house, no interruptions this time.

"Like it mattered last time...." She got up.

He shrugged "True." He stood up, "Now what are two traitors like us to do my dear Nyx?" He crossed to a desk, he pulled out a bottle, and one glass. He poured himself a shot and downed it. "Have a drink, anything but this, you don't want this." He said pouring himself another shot.

"What is it?"

"Can't pronounce the name, no one can. It's too strong for most though, it'll kill a human and three shots is enough to get me stone cold drunk, you'd be out of it with one, no offense." He smirked.

She took the bottle and gulped down a quarter of the bottle. "You underestimate me dear,now lets get you out of those clothes."

He laughed, "Underestimate, yeah right, like I'd make that mistake with you..." He polished of his own quarter.

"Clothes...off..now."

His mind lubricated by the drink he laughed, taking yet another swig he set it down and looked at her.

"Do as your told and I might make it easy for you..."

He stood up and removed his shirt, letting it fall he asked, "Do as you say? What an interesting idea.."

"Maybe you should do as I think." She pressed her self to him and ran her fingers over his stomach.

"Maybe.." He ran his hands across her waist, around her back and under her shirt.

'It buttons in the front..."

He slid his hands farther up her back, across her skin. "Must I bothered with buttons?" He removed one hand to work the buttons quickly, the other pulling her in to his kiss.

She kissed him as her hands worked the clasp of his belt and the button on his pants.

Marcus finished with her shirt and removed it, then the bra. Leaving her topless in his arms, he smiled.

His pants fell to the floor "Hummm, let's move somewhere where we can..."

He grabbed her tightly and lept into the air, they both became swirling shadows and passed into the ceiling. They emerged two floors above in his circular bedroom that took up an entire floor. Throwing her on the giant bed with black silk sheets he asked, "This good enough?"

"This'll do. Now Get over here!"

He stepped onto the bed and lay next to her, taking her in his arms.
"Don't play with me." She crawled ontop of him and kissed him.

He kissed her back almost violently, then spun over, on top of her. He pulled of the rest of her clothes. "Fine by me, I've had enough games anyway." He let out a laugh then entered her.

"This is what I'm needing."

He growled, "You and me both love."

"Harder..."

He thrust harder, leaning down he bit her collar bone.

"Oh...Mmmm" She leaned up and bit him.

He laughed, "That's it?"

"Not even.." She dug her nails into his back "Are you even trying?"

"You haven't seen anything yet babe." He roared.

"Then show me." She arched to him.

He gripped her arms tightly and let passion increase his tempo.

"Getting there but not quite... More."

"Always so in control..." He tripled his pace.

"Yup." She flipped him onto his back and increased the pace in her own fashion. "What ya think ?"

He smiled and put his hands behind his head. "I could get used to it.."

She grined and leaned down to kiss him

He kissed her back, using his tongue.

She bit his tounge and pulled back. Slowing the pace slightly.

He tasted his own blood. "Vampires and their biting.." He grinned.

She nodded. "But its not just a vampire thing." She leaned down and licked him.

"True." He nipped her ear a little.

"So, babe, what's the plan now? We are after all outlaws..." She drew blood from his neck and laped at it.

He laughed and flipped her back over on her back. "They don't know we're outlaws yet.."

There was a loud crash from downstairs. "Or not...god damnit, every time...."

"So finish first. It's not like they're sure we're her. Please finish." She gave him a look

He smiled, "And this is why I like you so much Nyx." He continued, much faster now. Enjoying the thrill.

She moaned, enjoying every stroke. "Why, babe?"

"Because you know how to enjoy life." He moaned himself.

"But techinquely I'm dead." She kissed him violently. Bruising his lips.

"Even better." He growled. "And your body sure feels alive to me."

"Must be the immortal deamon in me." She smirked

"Always a good place to be." He kissed her again, another crash came from downstairs as they searched the rooms. He grinned, "You have to phase to get to this room, no damn interruptions."

"So shut up, or they'll hear you and break down your pretty damn walls." She bit him hard on the neck, not drawing blood.

He sat up and lifted her hips to meet his. He bared his teeth.

"Aren't we feriocus. More...you're getting there." She moaned in his ear.

"Already? It hasn't even been an hour...such a shame." He thrust harder.

"I didn't say I was getting there..."

"Well thank the gods for that, wouldn't want to cut this short would we?"

"Shut up and concentrate, love, we wouldn't want you to lose your focus...now would we?" She bit him again

"What do you think I am, a human?" He laughed softly and returned the bite.

"Some times I wonder. Harder..."

Marcus growled, A little anger will be fun.
"I'll show you what I am." He trust harder, pushing her farther up the bed with each.

"So show me. MMMmmmmm... You trying to hurt me or something?" she laughed and took it all in

"Sorry, didn't see "fragile" stamped anywhere." He kissed her.

"Nope, go ahead...hurt me..." She bit and then kissed him roughly.

"Only if you plan to return the favor dear."

"Please hurt me."

He bit her shoulder to the bone, drinking the blood up. He trust almost hard enough to hurt him

"Ahhhh, yeah, that'll do it. Keep up....."

He moved to her breast and bit around the nipple, blood covering her chest. "Yes ma'am." He laughed, enjoying this greatly.

"Mmmm, my turn." She used her nail to trace a mark into his chest to the bone and lapped up the blood, then flipping him to his back, evoked a roughness that would have ripped a mortal to pieces.

He bared his fangs, grabbing her hips and digging his claws in deep.

"This could take all night, and the next day love. How close are they? Do you sense them?"

"Six assassin demons, two Haktar'i, all commanded by a werewolf chieftain. If they find us, I can kill them all without missing more than two strokes." He winked.

"Oh.....Still we shouldn't allow them to find us. We still do have a mission...love."

His eye twitched, he growled low in his throat, "Then maybe we should.." He trailed off, not wanting to say it.

She smirked and sent him a flash.

Marcus debated, while he did so he had a little fun with his fingers and Nyx.

"Don't toy with me. Are we going to finish or are we going to go, and then finish?" Nyx was becoming impatient.

"Oh no, we finish this NOW!" He sent a thought command to a magick gate in the basement of the building, there was a snarling from inside. "I have a security system." He winked.

"Oh...And just what is it? If we're finishing this, you better move faster, and harder, love come on." She kissed him gently barely brushing his lips.

He complied on both counts, working solely to satisfy her. "Ever hear of Hell Hounds? Make great pets." He chuckled.

"Why just satisfy me....how bout this." She whispered in his ear.

He laughed and grinned evilly.

Nyx began to carry out her whispered plan, giving odd twists and movements meant to pleasure him..

He gave a sigh of bliss, his eyes locked onto hers.

She held his gaze, on the brink..

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"Oh... My... God..." Shade rolled out of bed, exhausted, and hit the floor with a dull thud. "Ouch, dammit, that hurt."

"You alright, hun?" Beth asked perched on her elbow, looking over the edge at Shade.

"Yeah, I'm good. Lemme pick my brains up, and I'll be right with you." He answered, getting to his feet.

He staggered back onto the bed.

It was the morning after Shade's return from oblivion. After a hurried dinner, to celebrate his return, Shyne took Amanda for icecream, and dropped her off at her friend's house, before heading home, himself, leaving Beth to "say welcome home" to Shade. Neither of the two expected something as simple as "welcome home" to take all night, and a better part of the morning. When the sun finally came up, both were still entwined beneath Beth's favorite set of silk sheets, and going strong. It was close to lunch time when they finally decided to cease the frenzy of biting, flipping, rolling, dozens of possitions... and in Shade's case, falling off the bed... and just the overall savagery.

"What'dya say I go fix us up some breakfa... um... lunch?" Shade asked as he pulled on a pair of boxers, and started for the door.

"Sure, I'd like a quick bite," She punned, and called after him, "And bring the whipped cream back with you!"

His head poked back in the door, and he lifted his eyebrow at her, a small grin crossing his face, "Anything else?"

"Yeah, the chocolate syrup... it's in the fridge by the cherries," she thought for a second, "You know what, bring those too."

All new sorts of wonderfull images were flashing across Shade's mind now. Not of his past, but of what he saw happening in a few minutes from now. He rushed downstairs and made two ham sandwiches from lastnights leftovers, grabbed the things Beth asked for from the fridge, and started back up the stairs, when he thought, Damn I'm hungry... He went back to the kitchen and made six more sandwiches, then rushed back upstairs. He walked into the room with a piece of ham hanging from his mouth, to find Beth waiting for him, wearing nothin but the smile he'd left her with, standing beside the large set of dresser drawers in the corner. From there she said, "Over here, next."

Having finished five of his sandwiches on the way up, he put the other three on the night stand, with the syrup, whipped cream and cherries. Through a mouthfull of food, he managed to studder, "I'm on my way!"

"Wait just a second mister," ordered Beth, as she strode over to the same nightstand, picked up two of the sandwiches, woofed them down. The third she left for later. She popped a cherry into her mouth, and said, "This is desert, come and get it," as she strode back to her original post.

He grabbed the whipped cream, walked over and said, "No pie is complete without this..."

It was going on five o'clock when Beth, rolled over, out of breath, and said, "We really should be going by now."

"Going where?" Shade asked, not remembering anything being mentioned about a field trip.

"To the bank, dumass," she said smiling. It was obvious to Shade that even though he was pretty sure she meant it, she was only kidding.

"Why to the bank?"

"While I don't know a whole lot about you, I remember you saying once that you left some kind of... 'backup'... of your mind in a safety deposit box, down at First National." She pulled on her clothes, and went to the bathroom to fix her hair. And Shade, somewhat depressed that his moment in the sun had been brought to such an abrupt end, got dressed, himself.

He walked up behind her and said, "Can I use that brush next? My hair feels a little messy."

"Oh shut up, baldy," she giggled, and gave him a light shove.

He let out a small laugh, and said, "Alright, I'll be downstairs, when you're..."

"Ready," she cut him off, "Let's get outta here."

"I got me a new car, wanna take it?" He asked, hoping the stolen mustang was still parked out front.

"Sure, why not. You're old Challenger needs a rest anyway." She shot him a sly grin and walked out of the room.

"M.. m.. my... my what?" A huge smile played across his face, as he ran out after her. "I have one of those? Kick ass!"

"Keys are in the hall, hun."

He jumped the banister and landed silently on the floor below. "I can jump two stories and not make a sound... but it's like thunder when I crack my head on a nightstand... What gives?" He picked up the keys from the dish on the hall table, and made a bee-line for the garage. "Oh my god! Look at that big beautiful bitch!" He jumped up and down like a little girl, staring at the midnight metalic blue Challenger, and it's dark suede leather interior. Before Beth had even shut the door leading from the main house to the garage, he'd piled into the drivers seat and gunned the enigine as it roared to life.

She smiled and said quietly to herself, "You'd swear I hadn't just fucked his brains out twenty minutes ago. He's like a little kid." She let go of a slight sigh, "My Micheal's back." She got into the passengers side and they raced for the bank.

On the way there, Shade thought he'd try for a little background info on what he was looking for, "So, what exactly am I looking for when we get there?"

"See there, on the key ring? The little key? It goes to your safety deposit box. Inside will be something akin to a large coin. It's some kind of amulet..." She trailed off, and looked out the window.

"What? What's wrong?

"You made such a big fuss over that thing. That I should never go near it. Sometimes I thought maybe you were more worried about it than you were about me. And now, here we go after it."

"Maybe it was dangerous, or something, and I didn't want it to hurt you." He tried to justify actions he didn't even remember.

"I don't know... Maybe... Lets just get this over with." She smiled at him, glad for atleast his effort to make her feel better. "This is it. Pull over here."

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"Sorry- am I rushing you?" Enne said softly, "You can do what you want, I'll take a quick look around. Maybe a little bit of relaxation would do us some good..."

"Yeah, maybe some fun to be had in the lion's den after all."

"Indeed." Enne laughed, wandering around the room.

Lyden booted up his computer again, What to crack? DOD? Too boring. CIA blackmail files? Too dull. Microsoft Vista? He laughed. Too easy! He sat back thinking...Finally he gave up and began to search the vampire's bedroom.

"Well... nothing much interesting in here..." Enne said finally.

"How can being in a blood thirsty vampire's lair be dull? What has become of my life..."

Enne shrugged, "I meant nothing that could be particularly interesting in aiding us." She said simply.

He sighed and lay back down on the bed. "The only thing that could aid me in here is this bed." He yawned.

"Oh?" Enne raise and eyebrow with a slight chuckle.

He lifted his head up and looked at her, he rolled his eyes. "I meant sleep....perv.."

Enne shrugged, "He calls me the perv..." She muttered.

Lyden curled up with a pillow, "What?"

"Nothing." Enne waved her hand dismissively, "Get some sleep if you're so tired."

He threw a pillow at her.

"Oh, it's on!" Enne growled, grabbing the pillow and throwing it back at him.

"Hey!" He jumped up and grabbing the other pillow batted hers out of the air.

She dove forward and picked up her pillow, whacking his aside easily, "You forget who you're dealing with." She said, smiling wickedly.

"I grew up with three brothers and four sister, you're going down!" He laughed and, faking left, ducked low and swung right.

She easily dodged him, "I grew up in the streets." She laughed, hitting him playfully on the head with her pillow.

He grabbed another pillow in his other hand. He twirled them, trying to distract her, landing a few hits..

With her free hand, Enne grabbed one of his pillows, keeping a tight hold on it as she whirled around him, forcing him to turn with her and landing a few more light hits.

He released his other pillow and countered her turn. Getting in a hit of his own. He jumped back then onto the bed, he used the high ground to whirl his pillow again, the silk tore and they were both covered in feathers.

She released a soft peal of laughter as the feathers fluttered around the room and leapt up onto the bed as well, she batted at his chest with both of the pillows she still clutched.

"Ahh!" He lost his balance and landed on the bed with a soft grunt. He looked up at her, then spat out a single feather.

She whirled her arms, trying to maintain her balance as his fall moved the bed beneath her feet, and couldn't help but to laugh again at the sight of him spitting the feather out. "Ha." She said simply.

"Oh ha ha." He stuck his tongue out at her.

She dropped the pillows and sank down into a sitting position beside him, "I win." She said, sticking her tongue out at him.

He grabbed a handful of feathers and threw them at her face, sticking them to her tongue. He laughed, "You sure about that?"

"Yes!" She said, wiping the feathers away from her mouth, and sticking her tongue out again for a brief moment.

He rolled his eyes at her and lay back, "Great, now I can't sleep without a pillow."

"Only one of them broke you know." She said, tossing another at him.

"Good point." He smiled at her, he tore the good pillow open and dumped the feathers over her head.

"Hey! No fair!" She shook her head, waving the feathers towards him.

He laughed at her. "Fair? Why should I be fair?"

She pulled a feather from her hair and gazed at it speculatively without reply, "You know, we've really made a mess here." She grinned finally.

"Oh my, think the vamp will be mad?" He pretended to sound worried. "OH no! What if she wants to kill us?"

"Then she's shit out of luck." Enne replied, laying back with her arms folded under her head.

Lyden did the same beside her. "Ok, now what? It's getting late."

"I don't know..." She said, shrugging as she glanced over at him, "I don't see her coming back this evening, so maybe we can just crash here or something akin to that..."

"Sounds like a plan." He rolled over on his side and looked at her.

"Glad to hear it." Enne said with a slight smile.

Lyden smiled. He opened his mouth to say something then turned red. He turned over with his back to her. "Good night." He mumbled.

"What'd you get red for?" Enne asked, blinking in surprise.

Still facing away from her he said. "I didn't."

"Liar." She hoisted herself up on her elbows and poked him in the back.

"Prove it." He smiled wickedly and spun around with the pillow from the floor, and hit her in the head gently.

"I don't have to prove anything so long as I know it's true!" She said, pushing the pillow aside.

"You know nothing." He laughed.

"I do so." She said, "You're still a little red you know..."

His hand reflexively went to his face, he quickly pulled it away. "No I'm not." He said, turning even more red.

"So tell me, why are you so red?" She said, trying to hold back her laughter.

"I am NOT red!" He glared at her. "I'm tired." He kissed her. "Good night," He said, quickly rolling over again.

She blinked in surprise, "Did you just... kiss me?" She said, feeling her face grow slightly red.

He turned back grinning. "Now who's red?"

"S-so what, you were red first!" She did her best to glare at him.

He laughed. He pretended to make a mark in the air. "That's one for me."

She pushed his shoulder playfully, "What're you keeping score for?" She said, gaining a mischievious grin.

He winked at her. "Mayyyybe."

"Maybe, what?" She pressed her forehead against his boldly with light force and simply gazed at him with the goal of unnerving him perhaps.

He yawned, then said. "Nothing.."

"Tired?" She said, not moving.

"Nope.."

"What was with the 'maybe'?" She prodded.

He smiled, "Oh...nothing.."

"Fine then." She said, "Goodnight!" She turned over.

Lyden muttered to himself then turned over away from her.

"Still not gonna tell me?"

He rolled over and faced her back.

"Well?" She glanced over her shoulder at him.

He leaned on his elbow, determined not to speak until she faced him.

She sighed and turned around, propping herself up on her elbows and gazing steadily at him.

The second she was facing him Lyden kissed her again. "There, see?"

For a moment she lay in stunned silence before shaking her head to clear it, "Not quite..." She managed with a grin.

He raised one eyebrow at her. "Oh really?"

"Mmhm," She said with a curt nod.

"Well," He shrugged. "That's not my fault."

She turned herself over so that she was laying on her stomach, using her hands to prop her chin up, "Never said it was." She said, still grinning.

At this point Lyden seemed to come back to himself and turned bright scarlet. "Umm..right...yeah...sorry.."

"Why are you apologizing?" She cocked her head to the side slightly.

"Well I umm...what?"

"And by the way- you've turned quite red," Enne said with a slight laugh.

He sighed and covered his face with the last pillow.

She put a hand against the side of his head, "I'm not making fun of you..." She said.

"Mmhmm, right." Came the muffled reply.

"Okay... maybe just a little." She snickered, "But that means we're even, just so you know."

"Ha..." He rolled over away from her. "Good night Enne.."

She sighed, "Goodnight then." She said, rolling over onto her back once more.

Lyden gave up on sleep before he'd even tried. He got up and walked to a nearby window.

She turned her head slightly at the movement, though said nothing.

Lyden looked out at the street below, lost in thought.

Enne finally stood and made her way over to him, "Lyden?"

He gave a small start. "Hmm?"

For a moment she was slightly hesitant, before finally making her way in front of him and kissing him with a slight blush.

Lyden gave a much larger start and nearly jumped back through the window.

She stepped back slightly in uncertainty, "Ah... sorry... that's what I get for not thinking..." She said softly.

"You uhh...what?" He was practically glowing red now.

"Oh... uh... nothing..." She said, turning back towards the bed.

"Ok, that's it, this game is getting to be dull." He gently grabbed her arm and pulled her around. He kissed her once more, using all the bravado he had left.

She leaned against him, kissing him back then without a second thought.

Lyden broke the kiss, backing away, "Umm, I don't really know much about girls, maybe we should just, you know, get some sleep?"

"Are you honestly tired?" She quirked an eyebrow at him.

He laughed, "I'm a computer hacker, we sleep once a month when we really have to...I'm never tired."

"That's what I thought."

He laughed then stood there awkwardly.

"Oh jeez... would it help if I said... I really don't know much about guys either?" Enne said, seating herself on the edge of the bed.

"Umm..." He shrugged and sat down on the bed himself.

"Well..." She glanced over at him.

"Yep..." Suddenly he burst out laughing as the image of what they had to look like sitting on the bed like this popped into his head.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing, just, wow. Could we be more awkward?"

"Oh... heheh... yeah..." She chuckled dryly.

"So..Shall we just be a good little boy and girl and go to sleep?"

She snickered to herself, "Good little boy and girl?" She managed with a straight face, "What do you say?"

He raised an eyebrow at her, "I'm a guy, not the smartest question..."

"You put the question forth..." She pointed out.

He rolled his eyes and kissed her again.

She laughed softly, though allowed herself to kiss him back once again.

This time Lyden didn't break the kiss but savored it.

She allowed her hands to release their grip on the sheets and eased them almost naturally about Lyden's waist, locking her fingers together.

He smiled and did the same to her.

She leaned a little closer to him, her fingers loosening their grip slightly at the motion.

He, froze, nervous.

"Something wrong?" She said, moving her face back a few inches.

"Nope, just umm..." He shrugged.

"Hm?" She looked up at him curiously.

He kissed her. "Nothing."

She simply nodded into his kiss, not really caring to reply.

Lyden continued to kiss her for several minutes.

Her fingers closed slightly about the side of the fabric of his shirt as they kissed.

He tightened his grip around her waist.

She moved a little closer to him, her fingers occasionally shifting over the fabric of his shirt.

His own hands slid upwards slowly.

She leaned slightly into his touch, loosing her hands from the fabric of his shirt and brushing them gently over his chest.

With his arms still wrapped around her he leaned down onto the bed and pulled her down next to him.

She willingly allowed herself to be tugged down to the bed, though shifted herself into a more comfortable position once they were down.

He smiled and stretched for a moment.

"Comfy?" She murmured, kissing his jaw lightly.

"Mmmmm Indeed."

She smiled lightly at him.

He kissed her again for a moment, smiling.

She ran her fingers lightly through his hair, her own spilling over her shoulder slightly.

He pulled her close to him.

She wrapped her arms about his shoulders once he'd pulled her close.

Lyden kissed her just a little harder, he decided to be bold and used his tongue slightly.

For a moment she was surprised, though she allowed him his boldness.

Lyden backed away, shy again..

She felt herself becomming slightly shy, but stayed where she was.

Lyden pulled away more, blushing. "Umm..well that was fun..."

She smiled softly.

He looked at her and tried to give a weak smile.

She sat up slowly, "Yeah... it... umm... was..." She said slowly.

"So that killed about ten minutes...what are we gonna do for the rest of the night?"

"Heh..." She gave a slight chuckle, "Not really sure... That's probably about as exciting as it'll get I guess..."

"Mmm, shame. I could do with some good excitement tonight for a change.." He looked at her for a moment.

"Oh? What kind of good excitement?"

He looked at for a moment, then laughed. "Well if I have to explain it to you.."

She stuck her tongue out at him playfully.

For a reason he could not fathom he quickly leaned over and kissed her tongue.

She laughed softly in surprise and the odd feel of it.

Oh what the hell... He took her tongue into his mouth.

Apparently he's lost his shyness... She thought in mild shock, feeling her body move closer to his once more.

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Continued in cotc chapter 7

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cotc chapter 1
cotc chapter 2
cotc chapter 3
cotc chapter 4
cotc chapter 5