Homecoming

*the heavy bag is slung over the back of the bike with easy grace, fastened with the custom straps, my clothes, the sedatives...my arsenal  easily packed into a duffel and stowed away. Fritz is watching me with a wary frown that speaks of disapproval* I'm not leaving him...I'm just leaving the Compound...I feel a little caged... *taking his warm hand in mine, strength beneath the slightly frail bones and squeezing* you can stalk me with the rest of my stuff if you like...I want to take the deposit boxes with me but they won't fit on my bike...

*his frown lightens to a smile as he realises I am actually going to the Penthouse and not running away, nodding as he hurries to gather  the rest of the stuff I'd left in the boxes in the living area. V knew of my plans...at least I'd text him and told him...whether he got the message was an entirely different matter...shrugging, I sling my leather clad leg over the body of the bike, my knee high boots creaking with the movement, the lush caress of leather on leather, kicking my Busa to roaring life...V would find me...he always did...The slight hurt that he doesn't want me to meet him is a little ache in my chest as the door buzzes open and I rumble out onto the driveway, hearing the Merc flare to a purr behind me....damn Fritz is fast...and stalking my ass for real. I laugh and nudge my Busa to a growling speed, racing out of the Compound and in the direction of the Penthouse, Fritz like a cop car trailing me, probably not because he doubts me...but because I'm going at a speed that threatens to defy the laws of gravity, the wheels barely touching the road, flying over the miles into the centre. I stare up at the building as I spiral down into the garage for residents, purring to a stop and hefting the bag over my shoulder. Now this...this felt like home...sauntering across the lobby with a smirk, saluting the receptionists that stare, Fritz's voice ordering my belongings to be taken up. He follows me at a distance, carrying the smallest box, despite my offer to cart it and accompanies me in the claustrophobic ride in the elevator...fucking sucks that we can't demat with heavy objects...and this duffel was way heavy...packed to bursting with every weapon I own, every new piece of clothing purchased, my multiple New Rocks and heels...no way could I demat with it...so when I step into the cool suite Greensleeves is playing in my head and the Barney wall is the first thing I see...And damn if it doesn't feel right to be back here...where it all started...I shrug off the bag, the clatter of metal and thud of leather   resounding through the empty space...chilled from weeks of disuse...Fritz shivers behind me, setting the box in a corner and organising  the deposition of the rest of my things, filling the fridge with his bag of groceries, smiling at my raised brow* You are an angel Fritz...an angel...*Laughing, a wave of affection flowing over me as I watch the doggen place things carefully away, ushering the bellboys out  with a growl and wandering out onto the balcony. Yes...this is where I belong...high up...on top of the fucking world...able to jump...able to fly if I wish...able to fight without feeling the guilt that I am doing something wrong by sneaking out...* <<Ms.Tory?>> *Fritz's voice is a quiet distraction from the view, the moon rising full on the horizon, blocking all other sights with its luminescent magnificence* hmm? *I reach out a hand and close one eye, tilting my head to the side and cupping the moon in the palm of my hand* <<I am going to take my leave...If you should need anything just call...I will answer>> *His smile is almost brighter than the moon* thank you...if you hadn't brought food I likely would have starved...again...*winking and kissing his wrinkled cheek* get to Jeeves...I'll see you soon no doubt...cause I can't cook worth shit...*his blush is still pronounced even as he disappears with a bow into the darkness of the suite...leaving me alone, just the moon to cast its glow over the entire world laid out before me like a map, sighing*  hurry home, nallum...

{Drawing the familiar scent of Caldwell's night air deep into my lungs, shitkickers testing the hardness of the ground where I stand dwarfed by the shadow of the Commodore building...Tory is here...I know it because the low electrical hum in my blood is resonating like a tuning fork. Adjusting the strap of the duffel bag on my shoulder and heading down the side entrance to the service elevator, the pace of my heartbeat picking up as it trundles up the seemingly endless floors to the Penthouse. Stepping through the doors, dropping the duffel and my leather jacket on the bed, eyes scanning the room, taking in the boxes piled on the floor, gaze fixing on the target it seeks, she is leaning on the balcony, looking out over city lights of Caldwell. Just as I dreamt it. Fuck...The sight of her standing is like oxygen to my soul, like gasoline to the raw flame of hunger that has consumed me ever since I left...dematerializing to her back, resting my palms on her shoulders, breath a hot whisper at her ear} Nice. Fucking. View, true. Miss me Tory?

*Fuck...my heart leaps into a jackhammer rhythm, banging against my ribs with painful need...your voice...your touch...my soul dancing, bouncing like a puppy, barely restraining the urge to turn and attack you, so hungry for your prescence my need borders on violence...so long...too long...instead I relax, leaning back against your chest with a deep sigh  taking in your scent like oxygen in starved lungfuls, drinking in the feel...so right...voice husky* no...I didn't miss you...

{Nostrils flaring at the intoxicating scent of your skin, the need to take you...mark you... a barely contained beast clawing at every nerve ending...welding the hard planes of my body against your back, the rigid length of my arousal an aching testament to how much I have missed you. Tugging the braid of your hair, tongue and fangs burning a hot trail up the column of your throat, licking over the sweet pulse of your vein, tasting your scent, voice a teasing growl} No? You need reminding, true....{fangs testing the give of your throat...teasing...nipping...not penetrating...not yet...}

*a whimper of potent arousal, your erection snug in the curves of my ass...yes I missed you...liquid fire drowning my core, proof of the aching loss that hurt my heart and tightened my body...but you're here...you're mine...arching as you use my braid like a rein, pulling my head back, my neck exposed to the teasing velvet strokes of your tongue...and oh fuck...  fangs...my pulse kicks at the gentle graze, fighting under my skin, trying to punch its way into your mouth, every cell screaming TAKE ME* mmm...remind me...I'm so forgetful...*Fuck...don't tease...bite...claim...touch me...*

{vibrating a deep throaty laugh against your throat...my mind registering your unspoken demands like huge neon signs as I grind my lower body hard against you, gloved palm coasting down to squeeze the firm leather clad peach of your ass, fangs latching onto your earlobe, gritting out the words in a husky whisper} you're overdressed for the occasion nalla...hope you spent your time shopping, true {a whisper of steel on leather as I unsheath a blade, trailing the cold metal down the back of your neck, mouth dry in anticipation of devouring you, tongue flicking out to wet my lower lip, growling low}

*breath catching as I am speared with arrows of lust, the metallic kiss a threatening chill of pleasure as the blade licks over my skin, unable to control the bowing of my spine, curving into the sharp caress* Fuck yes...overdressed...*with small, hard rotations of my hips, smooth, sinuous, grinding back against you, my core running hot and needy*  Fuck...V...please...

{eyes darkening with erotic need, voice a low gravelly tease} mmmm...are you begging me Tory? {Cocking my head to the side as I slip the blade through the top lacings of your corset, slicing through the cords like butter, trailing the tip lower to the waistband of your leathers, lids flaring, tongue stroking over my aching fangs} the boots stay on...I'm feeling them...now don't move a muscle...{eyes narrowed in concentration as I slice the black leather from your hips, the strips of hide falling to the ground, the sight of your bare skin wringing a savage growl from my throat, the scent of your arousal unleashing the ravening animal inside...whipping you around to face me, diamond eyes pinned with yours, hot, feral, growling the words, a promise edged with roughness} I will fucking eat you alive...

*clenching my fingers around the railings as your words make my knees buckle, panting soft with the ferocity of my arousal,  jaw locked against any further slip ups, my mind a buzz of endorphins and adrenaline, the plea escaping before I could  stop it...No I will not beg...but fuck if you didn't get inside me soon...my implosion was imminent, core a throbbing  drench of undiluted desire...desperate for you and so turned on I can barely speak let alone think* devour me, nallum...

{Keeping my gaze fixed on your burning emerald eyes as I sink to my knees, big palms splitting your thighs wide, hitching  one stilletoed boot onto my shoulder, the heel digging hard into my flesh as you arch back against the railing, my painfully throbbing cock jerking in my leathers at the sweet sight of your pink glistening core...my mouth claiming those   soft, wet, lips in a rough, possessive assault of mouth, fangs and tongue, growling a low vibrating moan against your sensitive flesh, crazed and drunk on the taste of you...feasting...plundering the depths of your core with my tongue}

unnnhhh...*lids fluttering closed, my head dropping back, arched over the railing as my hands grab at your hair, grinding  wildly under the sensual attack, too much sensation flooding my brain, drowning my senses. The heady invasion of your  tongue ripping whimpering growls from my throat with every wet velvet thrust inside me, teasing me onto the pyre of my  arousal, dousing me with your love, your expertise, driving me out of my fucking mind with each stroke until I am alight  with fiery desire, exploding in a blaze of consuming flames, my release gripping me hard in its pulsing waves of bliss*

{Your whimpering moans only fuelling my hunger further, tongue flicking a violent assault on your most sensitive spot, your hammering pulse rasping against my goatee'd jaw, a wicked temptation...feeling your thighs begin to shudder on the brink of release, your hands fisted deep in my hair... thrusting two thick gloved fingers deep into you just you begin to splinter apart...fangs striking deep and brutal...sinking down into the pulsing vein at the juncture of your thigh...moaning a curse as the hot, salty taste of your blood hits my throat, your thighs a jerking shuddering cage around my head}

*screaming out your name into the clear night, suspended over the railings, soaring on the pleasuring agony of your bite...the twin penetration of your fangs and fingers sparking off another blinding orgasm, stars filling my vision as I fly on the wings of euphoria...fuck...I think I'm dead...overwhelming, my fangs elongating on a sharp rush of pleasure* Fuck!!

{mouth locked to your thigh in long, wet sucking demands...your blood racing through my veins like a high voltage current...sparking another kind of hunger...a hardcore command straight to my cock, kicking in my leathers for release, retracting my fangs, tongue curling over the wounds even as my hands make a frenzied attack on my leathers to free the   painfully rigid length of my shaft. Hissing as the cold air hits my flesh, rearing up between your still quivering thighs, hooking your boots around my waist, pinning you against the railing, tasting your blood and arousal on my lips, breath a rasping pant} I need to come inside you Tory {strong arms gripping your ass, lifting you onto my cock, driving you down hard, a roar of unbridled pleasure ripping from my chest as I thrust deep into your tight velvet vice, stretching you wide}

*echoing with a cry of my own, my molten core filled with the steel length of your arousal, muscles clamping down in a  primal, possessive fist, bowing back with the force of your penetration, curving in a sinuous arch over the railings  trusting you won't let me fall...* Yes...more...harder...Fuck I need you...*nipples pebbling to rock hard peaks under the cold kiss of the night air...so exposed, naked to your burning gaze, lightening coiling through me as bolts shoot up my spine...By the Scribe Virgin I'd missed you...my soul soars with my body at your closeness, craving the connection...the beat of your heart so close to mine, your breath in my ear...those growls that drove me insane...the steady thrum of  blood...fuck I'm hungry...you...only you...my body unravels in another burst of ecstasy as you drive yourself deeper*

{ramming home repeatedly, each stroke a bruising invasion punctuated by feral groans of possession, the pleasure an intense wave...growing unbearable...right on the point of breaking...sweat breaking out all over my skin despite the cold air, my pulse thundering in my veins, bonding scent flooding the night air in a dark spicy cloud, gritting out} Fuck! Bite me Tory...

*grasping fistfuls of your hair and jerking your head down to mine, harsh as I arch your neck, tongue laving a starving path along the vein running up your throat, your pulse hammering beneath my lips. Snarling as I sink my fangs deep into your heartbeat, punching hard into the flow of life that courses with arousal and passion through your system  the blood streaming in rhythmic rushes into my mouth, flowing down my throat, nourishing my parched cells, hips rocking in brutal grinding rolls with every hard draw, sparing you none of my hunger...your strength, my strength...ours...*

{snarling at the violent jerk of your hands in my hair, arching my throat into your mouth, moaning loudly, the delicious slicing pain of your fangs penetrating my skin throwing me right over the edge, my release rocking through me, hips punching up, nailing pulsing molten ecstasy deep into your core...the sensations intense...totally fucking mindblowing... your muscles clenched tight...rolling...grinding...milking my cock, taking me inside you, my blood in your mouth, my release in your sex, shouting a rasped curse, voice cracking with pleasure, hips still pistoning hard into you} Sweet fuck Tory!!

*surrounded by the intoxicating scent of your possession, all male bonding as you slam with bruising thrusts into me, riding out your release, driving me with hammering precision over the edge into a spiral of ecstasy, leaving your throat to claim your lips, owning you just as surely as you own me, my tongue mimicking the rhythm of your hips, a barely coherent thought shimmering across my mind...if this is what it's like when you leave...I'll never survive my needing...*

{covering your mouth with rough fanged kisses, bruising and raw as you ride out your release against my hips, every muscle in my body trembling with sparking aftershocks of my release, easing back to whisper teasingly against your lips} So you did miss me Tory? {smirking, diamond eyes flashing with mischief}

*rolling my eyes, surrendering my weight to you, sucking your lower lip into my mouth* maybe just a little...*whispering, my thighs tightening around your hips* Did you miss me?

{cocks a brow, eyes still glazed from intensity of our reunion} Umm...I dunno, true. What do you think Tory? {lips twitching}

*chewing my bottom lip* hmmm...I think you missed me...just a little *holding my forefinger and thumb an inch apart*

{brow shooting higher, eyes narrowing, growling low as I grip your hand and press your palm to length of my erection already hard again in anticipation} more like this much, true... {fangs tugging on your lower lip}

mmm...*growling, wrapping my fingers around your iron arousal* again? *tongue curling around one of your fangs slowly*

{growling as you fist my arousal, your soft hand on my hard flesh just as I remembered it, murmuring} Fuck yes nalla, again and again and again and again until we're both fucking dead, true {low laugh}

*smirks, stroking slowly, my core already weeping for you again, exquisitely sensitive* promises promises...I need to feel  to believe...*nipping your ear with my fangs, a sharp tug* Kill me...

{frowning as I notice the neat row of black stitches down the side of you face and neck, growling, fingers tracing the healing wound, setting your feet down on the ground} you said it was a minor injury, true {concern lining my face}

*pouts, muttering* buzzkill...*turning my face into your touch so you can inspect* it is minor...compared to others I've had...this is nothing, a scratch nallum...please don't worry *cupping your jaw in my palm* I'm fine...they're dead

{lids flaring as you downplay the injury, suddenly discovering a new found empathy with my Brother's females, palm cupping  your cheek, voice low, sincere, eyes blazing} I NEED you alive, feel me {fresh waves of bonding scent flooding my pores}

*closing my eyes as I'm swept away by the dark beautiful spices blooming on your skin* I AM alive...I can't stop fighting  V...you can't ask that of me...I miscalculated, it was my mistake...and how the fuck do you think I feel when you get hurt? When you were in the Old Country and I couldnt...help...*opening my eyes to pin you with my gaze* I'm fine...

{resting my forehead against yours, conflicted emotions warring inside me, fists trembling at my sides, voice defeated} I know Tory...I know who you are...I would never ask you to give that up...doesn't mean it's not hard on me, true...

*closing the short distance between our lips and kissing you tenderly* I know nallum...I'm sorry...I'll be more careful...

{returning your kiss with a fevered desperation, murmuring against your lips} I love you Tory...I missed you so fucking much

*lower body arching to yours, purrs* I love you so fucking much...*whispering* I missed you...how could I not miss my soul? *padding away to the bathroom, the water running fast to fulfil my desires, sinking into the hot water, its warm embrace caressing my curves with its liquid kisses, delving into the shadows of my body with gentle tongues. The hot strokes ease the aches and knots in my muscles, unravelling them, stinging the small bruises and lapping at the luscious burning between my thighs...marked inside and out...and I love it...my head dropping back on a sigh as I let the bath soothe me*

{slips silently into the bathroom, willing the lights low, black candles flickering to life} mmm how is it nalla?

*opening one eye lazily* perfect, baby...want to join? *flicking water at you with a slow smile* still hot...

{low laugh, swiping the droplets from my face} you are... {growls low, slipping into the water behind you}

*shifting, snuggling my back against your chest* I'm always hot *smirks* but I meant the water, love...you ok back there?

mmm...{tucking your head in the hollow of my throat, muscled thighs caging around you, palms sliding over wet skin to your abs}

*murmuring, my hands resting over yours* I love you, warrior *tilting my head back to kiss your jaw softly* you're scruffy...

{rasping the rough wet stubble over your cheek, a grin tugging at the corners of my mouth} you like it, true. Love you more...

*laughing, pushing your cheek away playfully* I don't want whisker burn on my face!! *nipping your stubble* but I do love it...

{head falling back, wet callused and gloved palms coasting down your thighs and up your abs, thumbs brushing your nipples}

mmm...*arching into your palms with a low moan, nipples hardening to sensitive peaks as you stroke over my slick skin* V...

{moaning low in my throat as you arch back against the hard length of my arousal, fangs grazing behind your ear} Yes Tory?...

don't tease...I need you...but don't tease *wriggling a little in the cage of your body, your touch stoking my arousal* mmm...

{swallowing hard as your wiggle creates a hot, wet friction down the length of my aching erection, one hand slipping under the water between your thighs, fingers working a slow, circling grind on your most sensitive spot, fangs nipping your wet throat, tongue gliding through the rivulets of water gathered there, voice deepening} you love it when I tease, true...

*a low growled purr, hips rocking helplessly into your fingers, reaching back to fist a hand in your hair, free hand stroking down my stomach to cover yours* Fuck, not right now...*pushing on your fingers* harder...

{my deep husky laugh vibrating against your throat, slipping my arousal up between your thighs, nestled hard against the wet slippery folds of your core, gloved palm spanning your abs, tucking you tight against my hard body, accentuating the rocking grind of your hips, letting your hand dictate the rhythm of mine, lips sucking over the pulsing wet vein in your  throat, voice teasing and husky} are you going to beg?

*growling, my hand shifting to grasp your erection in a tight fist, fangs snapping at your jaw as I grind harder against your fingers, so close to peaking...so close to free falling over that blissful edge already, biting out* never...

{growling softly} I love a fucking challenge, true... {biting you hard, fangs punching into your vein, a trickle of blood escaping, mingling with the water on your neck, lips locking down hard, sucking greedily in time with the teasing flick and grind of my fingers over your wet clit, my cock kicking hard in your grip, demanding to be buried deep inside you}

*snarling out a command as your fangs penetrate my delicate skin, core weeping* In. Me.Now!! *so close...a little more*

{my chest rocking with muffled laughter, lips still sealed over your vein, manoeuvring under you, using the rock of your hips to guide the blunt head of my achingly hard erection through the tight entrance of your core, my moan a stifled mumble}

Yes!!! *head kicking back against your shoulder as I angle my hips to take you deeper, my release tentatively tremoring through my body, mini orgasms quaking my core as you sheathe yourself* fuck yes!!

{body shuddering hard as you slam down wet, balls deep, taking the full length of my cock...drunk on your blood, your scent, the tight clench of your core on me...unable to hold back...my release pistoling hard, gloved hand gripping you against me, struggling to ground myself as my body explodes in great jerking thrusts of white hot ecstasy...FUCK!!!!}

*collapsing against your chest with a small splash, core milking you with each pulsing contraction, panting softly as I fight for control, mind blanking with ecstasy...stroking your hair with limp fingers as you continue to feed with gentle sated pulls, willing the door closed so we can come down from the high together in peace*