Anita felt her body shivering in his touch, an odd thought hovering behind her mind about her interaction with the vampire, maybe even sparing one on how they would move through their world together. With her, essentially ‘disobeying’ Jean-Claude (she could almost feel her own stomach churning at that) by being with Axel what would that entail? Would he have to challenge the pale model of an immortal for her… um… hand? The whole prospect was a bit confusing but in this moment she couldn’t find enough space to doddle on that thought.
With a gasp Anita wrapped her legs around his waist, her body arching to him in response as she felt her skin flush with heat. Becoming increasingly aware of his lithe body between her thighs and found herself dizzy from its effect. It couldn’t be helped and it was as if all the wondering and waiting had built up a desire in her that she hadn’t known for years. Always pushing it away and out of her mind until it became nothing more than a dull ache.
“Axel…,” she whispered, shivering again as her eyes kept flickering between his eyes and his lips. It was spoken with need, a low request of pressing her body closer to him, wrapping her arms around him once more until her lips met his again. Anita nipped at him and deepened their kiss. At this point she wanted more than just his gentle touch.
He knew that Jean-Claude would be able to see or at least sense what was happening between the two of them right now, but that did not worry him as he knew he was stronger and faster than the master of the city, and he would not let him stop the way that he felt about Anita.
As she gasped he smirked and lightly kissed her nicked, right by her pulse point, he nipped her skin and gripped her hips as she whispered his name. “Do not whisper my name, say it louder.” He told her, his voice firm as he moved out of the lounge and heading to his bedroom, laying her down on the bed before kissing her back, nipping her lip and drawing blood.
“Tell me what you want.” He demanded as he looked down at her while he took his shirt off and started to undo his pants, he wanted to hear her say that she wanted him, that she wanted him to take her. “Who do you want Anita?” He asked her, again his voice was firm as he stared down at her.
“Trust me, Axel… I’m a big girl, I can handle it.”
“I doubt you could handle what is in my mind Anita.” He told her with a sigh, she had been asking about his past and up until now he had tried to keep her away from such questions.
“Please don’t leave…” She whispered, the sound an almost mantra spoken more to herself than to the man himself. Her hands clutched at his shirt as if he would slip from her hand like dust in the wind, a dream that never was. “Please don’t leave me, Axel….” That plea held so much, questions that were never truly spoken. Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t forget about me. Please love me.
Anita pulled him closer and adjust in her stance, turning her head to grasp his lips again with hers. He kissed him again, this time more sure, deeper as it was a slow build and she found herself kissing him as if he was air, as if she was starving. It had been a very long time since she last been this close, apart from the softest of touches from him, the little moments that were taken as friendship. But now the touches were closer, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled her closer, an almost needful kiss and she pulled on his bottom lip between her teeth.
She needed him, more than she could really understand however that did not stop a slow building pull at the base of her abdomen and she groaned into the kiss before quickly pulling herself away. “I….,” she started to unlock her arms, “I’m sorry…”
“I wont leave.” He whispered to her as she clutched at his shirt, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead as she told him not to leave again. “I will never leave you.” The vampire told her, tears rolling down his cheeks as he could hear the pain in her voice and that she was just pleading with him to stay by her side. “You have my heart.” He told her as he just held her till she adjusted her stance and kissed him again.
Axel moved his hands to cup her face again, trying to keep up with her mouth before finding the slowl build she seemed to want, he put his hands under her ass and lifted her gently so that she could wrap her legs around him and more face to face with him and that way he didnt have to lean over as well.
As she pulled at his lower lip he smiled and lightly nipped her back making sure not to break the skin or even have his fangs touch her lip. He pressed his forehead against hers as she pulled away after groaning, he chuckled and panted as he caught his breath. “Dont be sorry, it is okay.” He whispered as he ran his thumb over her lower lip gently. “Never be sorry. Min kärlek.”
Anita scoffed at him, “And you think it was fair to keep me in the dark about how you felt?” She tilted her head, suddenly swaying under the weight of an oncoming migraine, “If I cared about what others thought about us being near each other do you think that I’d keep coming here with you? Being with you? I’m stubborn but I’m not sadistic, Axel.”
She sighed again and pushed a hand over her face, smearing the tears that moved over her now flushed pale skin. It was too much, she was scared. Maybe it was that old fear of being alone but she had thought that she’d finally found a chance at happiness, even if her defenses told her otherwise. The necromancer had fought against it for so long, her senses, both magical and physical had told her to leave, or at least it was what she had come to believe. But maybe it was only her heart, afraid of what it could allow in, the poor thing bruised and still broken a thousand times over still willing to throw itself back in to the woods again and hope for the best. Ever optimistic the frail thing was. But she looked at him, her gaze meeting his again, his face paler and sharper than usual as he had not fed in some time, but his good eye was still just as deep as ever. She remembered first looking at him, appreciating his beauty in the brokenness that he was and found a kindred spirit.
“You’re not right, Axel,” she shook her head just another slow tear formed in her eyes and she attempted to blink it away, “Not even close.” She reached for him, a moment deciding if she should stand on the tip of her toes, and lost to it- arching up and pulling on his shirt until she met him face to face. Her eyes flickered from his lips to his eyes and back again before closing her own and gifting him the softest, hesitant kiss- as if she was waiting for him to reject her. Anita was always waiting to be rejected. “Please stay, because….. Because I’m falling for you.”
“No I do not think it was fair to keep my feelings hidden as doing so has hurt both of us. I was trying to think of how it would effect you should I have said what I wanted at times.” He explained, he had never meant to hurt her, it was always something he tried to stay clear from and he knew that 90% of the time she had other issues that need to be dealt with over his feelings for her.
As she wiped away the tears on her face he wanted to be the one to do that for her, even though he had caused the tears he wanted to fix it anyway he could. As she said he wasnt right he was actually happy, he didnt want to be right, he wanted her to have the same feelings back for him and that she wanted him here, he was tired of being alone, sure he had a few humans that worked for him and would be his eyes and ears during the day but having another person love him and want him around was something he was always chasing.
As she reached for him he took her hand gently, giving her a soft smiled before she pulled him down his hands now cupping her face as she kissed him, he pressed his lips against hers and closed his eyes as he returned this kiss, his a little more than the soft kiss she had given him. “I will stay for you…I have already fallen for you many times as I waited for you to feel the same.” He whispered as he pressed his forehead against hers.
It was difficult to wade through her anger, to truly listen to him was like pulling herself from below the water. A struggle but suddenly it was all clear. She was never good at picking up the signs, but she had thought they were there, scattered perhaps, subtle perhaps beneath his usual gentle demeanor that she began to believe that he had only see her as a friend, could only see her as a friend. He had never made a move towards her other than his offerings and gifts that were down played, as if he just always gives gifts. And maybe he did, maybe it was just a thing that he’d done for friends but for her it was different. But for the necromancer, that wasn’t how it felt. She had always felt separated from him, but maybe it was just because of her.
Her brows furrowed even more, deepening as she listened to his words almost like a slap in the face, and once he stopped she found herself looking just over his shoulder. For reasons beyond her, at that moment Anita couldn’t meet his gaze. She was still frozen for the time, although the fear in her throat became mingled with other feelings she hadn’t had the time to decipher. She nodded, first slow and then faster as she began to turn and walk away from the vampire. Anita took three steps before pausing and shaking her head, turning back towards him with a new fury.
“No… No! You don’t get to do that,” she balled her fist and stepped closer to him, cursing herself for having to look up at him (even if finding something to stand on would be more embarrassing). “You don’t get to treat me like I’m just a friend for the past few months, never make a move, and get angry because I didn’t know it… You don’t get to make me feel like an idiot every time I hope for… for something and you just brush it off like it’s some kind of game. And you don’t get to take that cat away from me, she has nothing to do with this!” She was nearly hysterical now, “And what’s worst of all. You don’t get to just leave me after saying all that because I-..,” Her voice softened, trembled even, “I don’t think I could bear it, Axel. Please…”
She couldn’t say it…. not out loud, not yet.
…… stay with me.
He was surprised when she turned back towards him and came at him with more fury than he thought she ever would. He listened to her, even if he didnt like what she was saying he still listened and took everything in. “Do you know why I treated you as just a friend? Because I did not think it was fair to treat you like I was trying to make this something more. You already had someone trying to force their way into your mind and bed, it was not fair of me to say that I wanted more than just friends.” He told her his voice still soft now as he spoke. “I did not play you as if this was a game, I was keeping my distance because of the issues that others have with you being near me. I could easily go and kill Jean-Claude but I wont because if I do that will prove to you that I am the monster you think I am.”
Axel stopped when she brought up the cat and sighed. “YOu have told me many times that you can not look after an animal because of your life.” He pointed out, as he looked at her tears rolling down his cheeks now as her voice softened, he had broken through the walls its seemed, and it was not in the way he had wanted to.
“"You do not wish for me to leave because I have said things, you can not bear the thought that the last time we spoke was a fight. Am I right Anita?” He said her first name this time instead of Ms. Blake as she had not called him by his last name yet. “Tell me the real reason you want me to stay, make me stay here with you Anita.” Axel wanted to stay, he wanted to make her happy in ways no one else could, he wanted her to feel normal around him like she did and not have to worry about vampires or her job when she was with him. “Make me stay….Because….I do not wish to leave…Min kärlek….Ge mig en anledning att stanna hos dig.”
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The sound frightened her, although she immediately hated that it did, attempting to swallow the small lump in her throat that thrummed with her heartbeat. She couldn’t remember a time that he had yelled at her like that, that he had yelled at her at all, not since the blood incident in the car, and that made her wonder if he had eaten at all. So Anita stood there, not like she had much choice, her muscles were straining to just keep her up and battled with the desire to run, sharp as it was.
But she wouldn’t. She couldn’t run. She could never back down from a fight and there was something sparking within her that couldn’t let well enough alone. She hated to be frightened, she hated to be afraid, and with it- she drank in her anger and stared back at him, just as stern and stubborn as before, a hope that such rage would block out of sense of fear.
Perhaps it wouldn’t.
“Then tell me… Tell me the truth. Why are you still here?”
He hated scaring her or even yelling at her but it was the same questions over and over again, why are you still here? Are you just using me to further your cause? Are you here to take down Jc? He was sick of it and sick of the fact that she was always waiting for him to turn around and attack her. He frowned as he saw her standing there trying to see if she could if he had fed yet today, the answer was no, he had fed almost a week ago and it was causing him to be a little aggressive, but he had tried to be that way towards her.
“You want the truth? You really want the Truth Ms. Blake? I am here for you now, and yes you may think all you want that I am using you for some gain in the vampire world but I am not. I am very attracted to you, and unlike others I will not turn on you, I will not hurt you nor would I even feed off of you yet you keep me at bay! You keep comparing me to that wothless master this city has!” He was furious at her, he had tried his best to make her feel comfortable around him he had even been feeding more so that he felt warm for her, yet it was like she did not care.
“You may leave Ms. Blake, run back to your lonely apartment….I will be leaving in the next few days as it is clear that there is nothign more for me here.” He sighed and ran a hand over his face, he was happy with her more happy than he had been in years. “I will take the cat with me….seeing as you can not keep it.” He said softly.
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