Ascended to Greatness

REXANNA FOR A TIME IT SEEMED TO ME, THAT WE WERE STARLIGHT-TOUCHED. FAILING TO REALIZE THAT WE WERE STARCROSSED, This time it was different – more intimate, more everything. That hastiness with Archebold had been due to her teasing him out of sheer curiosity of what it was like, and while he had been as gentle as he could be, she had passed out only to awaken in his home the next morning with a neck and throat that was sore, and dehydration making her sluggish. This time, there was more. Bastien had always been kind to her, and it was something she did want to experience with him. It was something she wanted to show him, what he was capable of. So when she moved into his arms and laid beside him, she smiled up to him a soft warming beam as he moved in to kiss her. She returned the kiss, finding that her lips left his far too soon before he was tilting her head to open up her neck in an easier way. Her fingers tangled in his dark curls, her other arm on his side as her fingers traced along his shoulder like she had done to him before in the Rathskeller. But then Bastien had paused, brief enough that the goosebumps on her arms rose further with the surprise of his fangs scratching her skin just briefly before they plunged. Like before, it was incredible, but again this time it was different. His hand roved along the side of her body to her hip and he moved her as her blood transferred to him. Her head pushed back slightly, mouth parting in a soft sound of pleasure as her fingers tangled harder and almost aimed to press him into her more. Her other hand along his shoulder, scratched further though she wasn’t sure how deep she was clawing at him. One leg moved up and hooked around his hip as she pressed herself closer to him, her head back and eyes shut. She wanted him closer, more of him and all of him. The pain of her neck would be unknown until the next morning, but for now she moved against him; soft moans leaving her lips like a quiet prayer. THE STARS WERE NEVER ON OUR SIDE.