Lady Klarissa Chamber

[Klarissa]

Klarissa looked toward the balcony and she could see no sun....

''Sir, Raphael...it is sunset...'' She stood up, pushe away the hair from her face. She glances at the vampire and opens her wardrobe. After wearing on a long leather black jacket she turns around and smiled..

''What are ye doing for the night?''

[Raphael]

Raphael rose from the seat and looked towards the balcony also

" i don't know my lady"

he replied licking his dry cold lips

" i may just wander in the night, what about you?"

[Klarissa]

Klarissa walked to him and stood facing him with one of her rare smiles.

''I know not...I may take a walk at our Gardens and hunt later'' She tilts her head and stares for a second at his lips then into his eyes..

''You need to feed Raphael...just...beware the hunters....fear not....dear....I dont want to see any of my kin head hang or disgraced'' She slowly reaches for his left hand and holds it again, her the sparkles in her eyes danced with blue and green colors..

[Raphael]

Raphael looks deep into Klarissa's eyes, their fascinating colours drawing him in. He felt her soft, cold hand touch his and he smiled, the tips of his fangs becoming visible.

" i will be careful my lady"

he replied, he had encountered many hunters before he arrived in this city but none of them had managed to defeat him. Yet still he was going to take the advice of the High Lady

[Klarissa]

Her face was closer now that he could feel her cold breath of a late winter morning..

"Aye....always be'' Her crimson lips touch his as she whispered and her eyes were half closed. Her hand left his and slide it up his arm slowly with a gentle pressure before she stepped back and walked toward her balcony..

[Raphael]

Raphael stood frozen to the spot. Klarissa's beauty was too powerful. A smile spread across his lips and he quietly said

" i'll be seeing you around my lady"

And with that, Raphael took one last look at klarissa before leaving her chamber

[tainted]

Time passed very acutely for Trance as he scoured the Manor's less guarded halls and rooms with an eye for details. The soft thuff-thuff-thuff of his footfalls was scarcely audible above the roaring silence. Klarissa's essence drew him from the courtyard to the inner halls and eventually, past tapestries and polished, costly-looking wooden tables, flaming braziers, mirrors laid with gold and silver on cast iron bindings, to her hall and at last her door. He closed his eyes taking in a deep breath as her scent invaded his senses, all six of them. So close to her habitation he sighed allowing her to wash over him, even drowned himself in her. His eyes open to the dissipating vision of her neck arching even as his hand remembered quite thoroughly about her touch, the feel of longing and electric liveliness that coursed through him at the smallest of their touches. Obligations and alignments, actions and consequences whizzed through his head threatening to throw him off balance. Trance coughed gently and put a slightly sparking hand on her door, seeing her eyes flash directly in his face as if before him. He took a deep breath and pushed the doorknob, slipping inside. Breath taken by the surroundings, he spent close to a half hour examining the surfaces and what was collected thereon, the tastes in decor, the armoire, the tables and candles she kept just so. He sighed and sat on a well carved plush seated chair near one of her windows, put his head in his hands, and started thinking. Hard. He had a lot of prioritizing to do if he was going to pull this off... somehow ally with or dismantle the Black Swan while falling obviously and blindly for one of it's own. Time kept ticking slowly, the precious gem clutched in his conscious grasp until, thinking of the sound of Klarissa's voice, he fell asleep.

[Klarissa]

((couple of hours later...from the Entrance))

Time passes and for the first time, Klarissa let herself succumb to her bed and its crimson silvery dreams until the sounds coming toward her corridors were heared by her very ears. Pushing her hair away from her face, she stood up and lets out a small moan as she feels the scent of the stranger she met before, but, what is he doing in her hall?
Standing up swiftly, she adjusted her satin white night robe, long medieval style sleeves and tight around the waist, and pulls her hair to one side as she moves toward her door, for a moment, time stopped from turning , the birds of the night from singing and the wind from whistling.
She stood up before her door unmoved, not breathing for he was only standing in the other side of her door, she tilted her head, her eyes sparkling from evergreen to blue for she could see thru that door that separate the light and darkness and places her right hand against it..

Sensing his hand on the doorknob, Klarissa awakening from her reverie, steps back and shapeshift into a raven then flew to her balcony and watches him, sitting, thinking for himself, holding his head and shaking it then...falling asleep. Just, who is this man...

[tainted]

The stirring of Klarissa's raven wings stirred Trance from his exhaustion. He blinked twice and groaned gently, his head snapped up from it's tilt against his left palm and he blinked in astonishment, turning to stare out of the balcony doors at the bird. He could still feel Klarissa, her being so near like the sun only inches away heating through his soul. her scent was on everything, especially that bird. He loved her scent, wanted to roll it about himself like a blanket, breathe it forever. He sighed running a hand through his hair causing some of theh curved spikes to wave in the gentle breeze as he stood speechlessly absorbed in the moment.. the raven was so... perfect. He slowly lowered his right hand from his head, turned the palm up and uncurled the fingers extending the hand toward the bird as if to say... come closer.

In the time Trance had been asleep he had dreams of endless eyes like pools of a timeless future. There was a surreal radiance to them, a peace that screamed through the still-frozen violence of Klarissa's neo existence. Trance longed to find out more about that existence, how to become a part of it forever. The mafia could wait a moment longer. Still there was Annika in his mind, a gentle smile on the eternal features of her face. He breathed a sigh of relief, no warning. This boded well indeed.

[Klarissa]

Hours passed and the raven just stood there watching Palace, with its black eyes. It was a very cold night, freezing, but it worths the moment. The sun should be rising very soon..
The man approached by slowly steps, lowering his right hand and extending it toward the bird..an invite, either to show admire to the raven, or to end up his life right there at the first rays of Dawn..she couldnt know, nay, Klarissa couldnt read his mind nor his sharp blue eyes of the predator he was...

The black bird looked up at him and opens its beak letting out a very small tortured sounds before moving to the man's hand with caution, walking up his arm, up to his broad shoulder. It pecked hard at his ear for a moment and whispers:
''Never hold out your hand to a bird unless it contains food that he likes...Palace''

It seems the time stopped from turning for Klarissa from that very moment she met that man at the gates of this eternal abominated place. A foe or a friend, she could not tell...she remembered his words ''making all the right choices is the only way to defeat time''...how can he be so wrong about time? For this last cannot be defeated...

[tainted]

He listened with confused compassion at the tortured cawing of the bird. It seemed a prisoner begging to be unchained and as it made its way up his arm he stiffened with slight anticipation. Reflexively his body warped into it's energy phase as the bird pecked at his ear, his skin nothing more than a hot pulsating energy field visible to the naked eye. The words did not go unheeded.

"I have what you like.. Klarissa." His voice sounded humble and awed as he turned his face to that of the bird form she had assumed. He could feel her gripping him even through the blanket of the assumed avian form and her proximity was nothing short of mezmerizing. He smiled gently and suddenly his body was back to the norm and his warm and soft hand moved to stroke through the bird's feathers very very gently, as if to avoid disturbing an age old peace. If he was to be an enemy it would be a very foolish one. Right now all he wanted was to know more.

"You drench my thoughts stranger. Touch me, if you dare." He challenged her as he tilted his head a little to better view her, a gentle smirk on his lips. As the rain came down on both of them it filled his skin with an unspeakable rush. There was little to describe being there at that moment with Klarissa teasing him so cruelly. Still he loved it. The more she denied, the more he would have to repay her for when the chance came. The longer she held back, the longer he would draw out the unending pleasure he wanted to give her. He just wanted to please her, as if his existence had taken new meaning in making the stranger smile.

[Klarissa]

The bird looked from him to the sky, then back at the man again. The raven caressed the man's right cheek with its forehead before he spread out his raven wings and flew back to the edge of the balcony shapeshifting into its original form.

The woman faced the man and folded her arms. Some of us want to flee this eternal life, some of us seek it..for what? She thought.
''You challenge me?...ah...You have what I like?...and...what do I like Palace?'' She blinked slowly and looked directly into his eyes as she stepped back and put her hands on the railing then turned from his gaze to watch the horizon as the first rays of the sun kissed her white creamy face...

[tainted]

His eyes closed for the instant of touch that she gave, like an early birthday gift hinting of what could be if things worked out just right. His skin flushed where he'd been contacted and the residue of her feathers was a warm energy over his skin melting into it like pieces of that waning sun highlighting her transformed face of glory. She held him spellbound from the first.

Trance licked his lower lip gently watching her every move. "I don't know and yet I always have known." He mused softly as he paced up close to her, reaching with slow and obvious respect he put his hands on her shoulders and let his face drift near her neck. His hands would move to slide down her arms to encircle her wrists with gentle but firm pressure, or else hold the rail on either side of her hands if she shifted. He spoke against her neck just barely brushing it with his lips as he spoke. "I have an instinct inside of me. It draws me to you. That must be what you like."

He whispered, his breath like a tiny kiss along her throat's skin, he lifted his face to hers and exhaled gently, his lips just inches from her own. "Maybe I should try and you can tell me if you like it or not. For one, you like mystery. For another, you like fear, but deny it to yourself. For a last... I can only hope and will not name this last." His head went a little dazed as he breathed her in and basked in the hope of touch. His heartbeat was steadily mounting as was his body temperature and something inside was just screaming for release.

[Klarissa]

''I don't know and yet I always have known." Another of his riddles to solve.
Klarissa pushed away the red hairs from her face and pales as he places his hands on her shoulders before moving to slide them down her arms and encircle her wrist...like the grip of a serpent.
She could feel his warm body pressed gently to hers, her back almost burning from his warmth and closed her eyes in the intense shock that follows as he brushes his soft lips against the skin of her neck.. Her legs betraying her to that stranger, her burning eyes as well as they close a bit..fire consuming every part of her.

Klarissa, prisoner of his grip and the void parted her lips slowly..
''You may always name the last..Palace..this eternal life you seek maybe a deception and..what if your instinct is wrong?..'' She licked her lips slowly and opens her eyes..

[tainted]

"If I am wrong it will still be worth it to be with you. As for the last, it cannot be named. I can only do it." Trance couldn't take it any more. He licked her face oh-so-slowly, tongue curling up her cheek to end with a slow, soft kiss on the corner of her mouth, lips dripping slowly toward one another closing on her delicious skin. His heart rate exploded. His hands around her wrists massaged back and forth like love chains as he lowered his mouth to lick her neck carving a little trail down her jugular, his lips met her skin again where her neck met her shoulder and he gave her slow tender kisses with little licks between them there, groaning gentle pleasure as her taste intoxicated him. His body -ached- a way it hadn't in ages and the fever in his skin was such that he thought he was about to die as he shifted and kissed her ear, whispering therein. "I can't hold back any more. Show me how it feels.. I promise I will be good to you." He said, then licked her again. He pressed himself as close as he could get to her without removing further hindrances from between them, just longing to feel her arms around him. His head swung passionately down to her neck again and he sucked on her throat kissing it sloooowly after his tortured whispers met her ears.

[Klarissa]

Klarissa's moans were fortunately silent but more his breath mixed with hers, more his lower body pressed to hers more the small shocked cries escaped her lips..
Facing him with a soft expression on her face, his lips touching her skin soundlessly, Klarissa reaches for his face with her right palm and slides it down his neck to his left shoulder then down his arm..to his left hand where she placed hers on his and brought it to her chest, across her firm right breast..closing her lips..for more of her silent moans were coming forth..

Klarissa's fangs extended out a little bit longer as he pressed himself closer, her ears welcoming in delight his tortured whispers..
''I..will then show you how it feels...but...know that you are making a mistake Sir...Palace'' Klarissa, her left hand on the railing, the other on his, her legs weak and her heart racing yet her body resisting, she moved her face closer planting kisses on the tender flesh of his neck, her tongue scrape across his skin gently as her left hand left the railing to caress in slow motions the long of his back...

[tainted]

"I know you speak the truth." He shivered feeling her lick, but he didn't care. He had to have the rush explode and throw him full blast into her life with no stops in the way. "Then.. let me taste you a different way before you bite me... test me first." He groaned, body giving in to her physical beckoning. His voice issued again, dazed again, enraptured, his back arched in under her hand and his flesh tingled. His hand in hers on her breast squeezed ever so gently, then more firmly as he tilted his head down letting out a growling gasp and nipped her neck softly, lips kissing as the teeth departed her.

His other hand went to his shirt, touching it with a bright spark from his fingertip, and suddenly it was gone. He kissed her throat again, up the curve of her chin to her sweet, hot mouth where he would tug on her lower lip softly with his teeth, imploring, begging, dying to get the yes he needed so badly. "Please don't deny this..." He was barely able to gasp as his body reacted with waves of unprecedented pleasure at her merest touch. The dawn streaked across his hair and body, enveloping him and her as if in some serene hand illuminating their touching. He pressed harder with his waist, arching against her, gasping gently his hot breath all over her mouth and neck as it rushed so fiercely from his inflamed lungs.

[Klarissa]

His hand went to his shirt, and magically this last was gone with a single touch from his fingertip.
Klarissa's eyes rolled back as he kisses her throat, her chin, her lips...ah!...those lips of his, softer than a woman's...and with each intense moment, the woman grew but more powerful, for his desire was hers at that very moment and maybe...hers was his as well..
Returning his kiss with hunger, under the infinite sky, Klarissa's hands traveled to his shoulders, caressing them gently yet pressing harder then slides them down his chest, feeding from his heat..such warmth..electrifying..oh!
Klarissa tilts her head to the side and opened her lips to speak..to answer his demands in words, but no sound came out. Hands sliding down to his waist where she pressed gently yet hard before she encircled him and grabbed his back tightly breaking the kiss and staring into his eyes as hers began to change into pale then green, green to pale blue, devouring his ...as they danced before him..
''Palace..'' Was all she could whisper or speak then she places one finger between his eyes where the forehead meets the nose below the third eye and pushed gently his head back a little as she moved her face to his neck where she first caressed his soft skin with her lips, almost touching him, blowing softly, her breath still cold as always, running her tongue up to his earlobe where she bit gently and lets out a trembling moan as the warm water touched her skin, hands sliding down his shoulders, feeling his body tangled as she pushed hers to his, smiling before his eyes as he opened his, a bit surprised how they got there...
A fragrant steam filled the room that was lit but with candles, vanilla and lavender, roses and jasmins, Klarissa filled the glass that appeared from nowhere in her right hand, filling it with warm water of the large bath where petals of roses covered its water, her eyes not leaving his for a second

[tainted]

Feeling her kiss back, Trance flicked his tongue swiftly over the middle curve of her lower lip's center. He was enjoying this way too much and he knew it but there was no way to let go of this now. He just sighed and laid back feeling the warm water on his lower body take him in. How had they gotten there? Some mutual secret desire of theirs made manifest by one or both of their wills or.. "Ooohh..." who even cared. They were there, and he was going to make the most of it. His flesh was very hot to her touch as if he had a death fever. His tanned skin gleamed with the water dripping from his upper body and face, little droplets shining with essence of sensual touch before they made ecstatic ripples in the small pool. Trance relaxed almost by instinct though his nerves were on fire from her kiss and her.. touches on his.. body. He groaned aloud lips parting a little bit as he watched her, looking down just long enough to realize that he was not dressed at all now. The knowledge that she was in a similar state caused his tongue to flick along the inner rim of his lower lip as he gazed down her face and hair to her neck, her chest, then further to what the water almost hid. His pupils dilated gently as he became enchanted by what he saw, even more by the second, and by what he felt. Behind the curtain of that lovely, blood pressure raising form was a being fierce and alive, awe-inspiring to behold through touches and words, and were it leaked violently out in between those.

In the ensuing silence, there was just the sound of their breathing and his right arm dripping water as that hand caught her wrist again, the one with the glass in it, and he kissed it, slowly, repetitively up her arm to her shoulder where he licked, bit, and licked again before planting his lips firmly on her neck. He whispered."What are... you doing?"

[Klarissa]

''What am I doing?'' She closed her eyes and sighed with a small smile as he caught her wrist, Klarissa poured slowly the glass of water over his chest while he kissed the long of her arm to her shoulder then neck..
''No matter what you heard Palace, the invites to the eternal life is not always painful'' She raised a finger to his cheek stroking gently and parting his lips slowly with her tongue and whispered inside his mouth..
''I warn you Palace...it is not what you wish ...'' Her right hand made its way to his shoulder and with the other Klarissa run her fingers thru his hair pushing his head back her chest so near to his that he could feel the involuntarily hard pearls of her breasts, gently touching his chest, her tongue dancing inside his mouth enjoying the intense moment, her heart racing, her back arching and eyes closing from the infinite pleasure..

''Palace...'' Klarissa murmured, her lips now moving down his neck, nibbling and kissing and blowing then to his Adam's apple, down again to his chest, pushing her hair to one side with the left hand and placing one finger on his lips with the other as she started kissing and licking slowly down his chest, sometimes biting gently, staring up at him..

[tainted]

Her mouth on and in his own was more than he could bear. He shivered gently, sucking in her words to his empty lungs and breathing their ashes back into hers as hos body digested them. Her whispers became eneergy that kept him alive, literally entering his life force. He licked up the front of her lips when she fell silent, a quiet, slow, loving lick."I know it's not what I want. But it will.. help us both in the end. After all, don't you want me to be on your plane?"

Trance sighed twice, one an inhaled sigh, an inhalaiton tinged with a groan, the second an exhalation with the low shadow of a growl that came with the pleasure surging through his being and body in proximity with her. He could barely believe it was happening. Here she was on top of him kissing... sucking.. things he never dreampt to accomplish with her were on the verge of fulfillment. Trance's bodyt came to a very tense position beneath his waist as she watched him, his eyes linked to hers as if by an invisible magnet with a draw many times that of the sun to its galaxy. His hands found her face as she kissed, left hand running over her head to slide down the back tangling in her hair and hold her neck. His right hand caressed her left cheek and its thumb crawled back and forth there. He smiled a smile of bewitched passion as he lifted his hips against her freed form beneath the water, in which he sat up a little more to allow her to be supported in being atop him. He leaned down still smiling and kissed her forehead slowly, hands rubbing and caressing her neck on both sides as he did. He licked her cheek again and whispered.."I never want to escape this moment."

[constantine3000]

Constantine steps out from his room for only a moment to place a note on klarissa's door.
"please meet me at my club to discuss some business opportunities."
with that he goes back to his room.

[Klarissa]

Klarissa closed her eyes and lets out a sigh while he kissed her forehead, her hands pressing gently against his solid chest, his eyes captivating her with a burning passion.
''If I want you to be on my plan is not the question...Palace'' She murmured in his ears as she presses her body to his, her long legs straddling his thighs and both her hands placed on his shoulders, her head tilting from right to left, then left to right, staring back at him, her crimson lips half parted in an ''o'', swallowing hard her excitement, she lets go of him, her eyes not leaving his as the temperature of the room grew hotter.
Klarissa wrapped a large towel around her and stood by the exit door, without turning back she spoke..
''You Palace need to escape this moment, please take your time but after then, ask for permission before entering room" At that, Klarissa bit on her lips and leaves to her bedroom..
Knowing he was still there, the vampiress changes into black pants, black silky shirt and a put on her long leather jacket. She sat back on her bed and wears on her high leather boots, tied her hair back in a long braid and walks toward the door. Reading Constantine's note, she opens her door and closes it behind her..
''You two, dont wait for my guest to leave the room by the door'' She told the guard and disapeared in the corridors..

((To the bar))