Part 5 (2/2)
”Yeah sure I do, but I like being the one that makes you laugh...plus there is the whole snorting issue.”
”Ah yes, I remember that adorable little noise you make.” His hands then slid down to my weak spots and I started giggling. But I stopped him before I was in fits.
”Behave!” I warned.
”Never!... So what is customary for a first date?”
”Well it depends what the goal is. Horror usually gives the guy the chance to show how brave he is and protect the girl when she jumps at the scary bits but I think you have already proved yourself with that one, more than enough!”
”Protecting you is my job Keira.” He leaned round to see my smile.
”Or there is action, this gives the girl chance to show she is cool with watching violence, which impresses the guy but in this case I have seen enough action in the last few days to last me till the end of the year!”
”I must agree with you there,” he said with a controlled bitterness.
”So then there is romance that gets you in the mood, but considering you get h.o.r.n.y just watching me eat then I don't think it's needed.” He moved my hair from my neck and licked my skin, proving my last statement. I was momentarily hushed to silence and my teeth found comfort in my bottom lip.
”Ok, then I will choose...mmm.” I tried to sound unfazed but it wasn't convincing as I moaned when his licking turned into sucking. I let the remote slide out of my hands but before it could crash to the floor his hand left my neck and caught it, before pa.s.sing it back to me.
”You were saying?” He said over my skin and I could feel his lips turn up into a confident smile. I swallowed down the breath caught in my throat and tried to continue.
”That's not fair when you have such control over my functions like that!” I shook my head and closed my eyes as I tried to focus on finding a movie.
”And you don't believe you have the same control over me? Why do you think I find it so hard keeping my hands off you?” He whispered this last part and I lowered my face to conceal a smile he could feel there.
”Ok, back to the movie...umm ah here's one....Blade!” I thought I had chosen well until I heard the tut behind me.
”More Vampires, Keira please tell me you don't have a thing for these vile creatures? I will never understand human obsession with the sc.u.m of the underworld!” I turned to face him and in the glow of the flickering TV, he looked serious.
”I like Blade because he fights them. Ok, so he is one but he still wants them destroyed. So what is your beef with them?”
”Beef?” It was obvious he hadn't heard this expression.
”You know, like why don't you like them or is hate a better word?”
”I don't want to discuss it.” He said stubbornly but I frowned at him.
”Come on, just tell me...I think all things considered, I can take it.” Of course I was soon proven wrong with the next words to leave Draven's lips.
”Lucius is the Vampire king.”
Oh dear, this really didn't look good!
Chapter 6.
Vampires I could now understand why Draven didn't want to talk about this with me. First I had to accept that Vampires were real and now they had a King, oh yeah and that he was the one after me! This was really hitting my limit on the 'crazyometer'.
”Ok, you're going to have to explain this all to me because otherwise I am left with all I know from movies and Bram Stokes.” Draven made the TV go off and the lights come back on, making me wonder if we would ever just have a normal date that didn't include conversations that scared the living s.h.i.+t out of me. I sat facing him and folded my legs together ready for story time.
”I should never have said anything. Being with me is already taking its toll.” He traced a finger down the side of my face, as if soothing out a suffering line around my eye.
”And what is that supposed to mean?” I was a little hurt at this comment.
”It means that we have been together only but a few days and already I am telling you things that will only make your nightmares worse.” He was trying to tread carefully around the subject but I just guessed he was stalling for time.
”Draven! That is ridiculous. I have been going through this since I was seven years old and guess what...you weren't around then and I coped! I'm stronger than you think, please give me a little credit!” This had him in the palm of my hand within seconds. I could tell my words had hit home.
”You are right. I forget how strong you are. I can't imagine what it must have been like for you to go through that on your own. I wished I had known of you sooner, I could have helped you.”
”Things happen for a reason and I wouldn't change a thing....well ok being hunted by Demons might be one thing.” I laughed but he frowned at my joke on the matter.
”Oh come on if I don't laugh I will cry, so pick one.” He didn't pick, he just kissed me instead and obviously I complied.
”Anyway you are stalling for time.” He smiled on my lips and I couldn't contain my own.
”You know me well Keira.” I liked it when he said this because he was proving to me on a daily basis just how well he knew me. This gave me some unneeded power.
”I have known Lucius since his beginning.”
”Have you always been enemies?” I couldn't help but ask questions but he grinned at me, which told me he had been expecting me to do as much.
”No we have not. For most of his years we were friends, we even fought side by side in battle but that is another story and one I am in no hurry to tell you.” I gathered by his tone it was bad, with no doubt lots of blood shed.
”Is he as old as you?” He smirked at me. Draven had not yet told me how old he was and this was one way to find out. I think he must be a little sensitive about his age.
”No he is not. Why is it you are determined to know how old I am?”
”Because I find it fascinating and excuse me but weren't you the one who did everything in your power to find out everything about me?” He just shrugged. HA! I had him there!
”Lucius has been around since the dawn of Christ and his rebirth was days after the crucifixion of Jesus.” I was lost for words! So that would make Draven older than Christ! Holy s.h.i.+t! I tried not to react but he was staring at me waiting for the slightest of reactions. He let out a low growl when he saw one.
”And when was that exactly?” I asked making one of his eyebrows rise but he just shook his head in submission.
”It was a Friday, April thirty three AD. I think, we didn't doc.u.ment dates the same back then, as they do today.”
”Were you there?” I felt kind of weird asking about it but I was near br.i.m.m.i.n.g over with questions and I didn't want to be disrespectful.
”No, there was no need for us to witness his plans. And he was still a human then....well of sorts. Powerful for a human but as the son of one of the G.o.ds, then it was to be expected.” He was talking about it with little emotion which surprised me.
”What do you mean there was no need, couldn't you have prevented his death?”
”Yes but this was not his wish, nor the wish of the G.o.ds.” He said this with such ease, I it found baffling.
”Ok, now I am confused, he wanted to die?” This was not the religious education I had learnt back in school. I think my teacher would have had one of her usual meltdowns listening to Draven talk about the crucifixion this way. Miss Brown used to keep a flask of coffee laced with whiskey in her top desk draw. She used to swig from it when being bombarded with questions like ”Is there video games in Heaven?” or ”Will I meet my dog there and will he still have the tire marks on him from where he got run over?” Needless to say she didn't last the year.
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