Don't Look for Me in the Darkness [c]

[fabianbarr]

Fabian, the high and mighty king of the vampires, was absolutely bored out of his mind. Panthea was off on some errand, and he didn't have the energy nor the drive to go out and hunt with his subjects. He didn't even have the energy to walk two steps outside of his crypt in order to find some lush little vampire to have his fun with. So Fabian was now sitting on his high and mighty ass in this throne room, playing with the ring his father had given him so long ago. He frowned, looking at the ring, moving it between his elegant fingers. His father had always told him how important it was that he do a good job of ruling the vampires, that he make good decisions, that he stay wise and fair... He gripped the ring in his slender fist, pressing his lips against it. Every now and then, he couldn't help but let the guilt overcome him as he realized that he was in no way shape or form following his father's interests--if anything, he was doing the exact opposite. In his own glutton and greed, he was leading them down a dark path. There were very few things that struck fear in the heart of the callous, cruel, and arrogant vampire, but that was one of them. This was exactly why he didn't like to be alone--he actually had to start thinking about the consequences of his actions, and there wasn't anything he hated more than that. He considered throwing the ring across the room, but he had loved his father too much to do that. Perhaps his father was the only person he had ever loved in his life--or at least that was the speculation of the vampire population. Fabian's heart was as black as his eyes when he was hungry. He slid the ring back on and thought for a minute, his lips spreading into a smile over his long white fangs as he decided his course of action.

"Guard," he murmured softly. He always spoke so low, and yet his cool, deep voice carried to the ears of anyone who was listening with ease. The guard looked up at him with wide eyes as if he had not expected his master to speak. Fabian was known for beating his servants if they had done anything wrong--in fact, he often beat them even if they hadn't done anything wrong. The way the man was looking at her though, Fabian was certain the man had done something wrong. Perhaps he had screwed one of Fabian's mistresses. Fabian didn't care. He only had one thing on his mind, and it wasn't any of those sluts. "Bring Cecelia to me." The guard nodded, looking like he could cry with relief. Again, Fabian didn't really care. He was too busy staring off into the distance, thinking about Cecelia. Yes, many believed that his father had been the only one that Fabian had loved. Those people were wrong. There had been a time that Fabian would have crossed the world for his little Cecelia. He still considered her his only true friend in the world, even though he had a hunch that the little harlot was up to something. Fabian knew that he couldn't bring himself to hurt her though, no matter what she was doing. He didn't know why he'd lost interest in her--Fabian had always been like that, moving from one thing to the next. But she was always a good lay, and she always delivered when Fabian was bored. Fabian realized all this was probably because she still fancied him, even after the horrible way that he'd treated her, kicking her out of his house and claiming that she had slept with a human and basically making her a leper... But Cecelia didn't seem to mind. She just kept being kind to him, and this made Fabian endlessly delighted. It was just so... human of her. He couldn't wait to see her sweet pretty face.

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[cecilia]

Cecilia was rather bored tonight. She couldn't find anything to keep her attention for long periods of time. Her father had told her that he wanted her to stay at home. He said he "had an odd feeling about tonight". He was always getting those weird feelings. Telling her where she shouldn't go and where she needed to stay. Sometimes he was right but most of the time it was just nerves or something. But she would rather not take the risk of him being right that one time. Or risk him getting upset at her. But inside the house nothing seemed to be entertaining enough. She began to wonder around the house. Trying to think of anything at all to do. Finally after about and hour of jumping from thing to thing she settled to one thing. She sat down on a small window seat and began to read. She loved this seat since it had a view out over the city. Her house was settled in one of the "upper class" sections. So it was above the city with a couple houses around it. The much larger castle loomed over them all. She held an old leather bound book in her hands. In her lap sat a fancier book. The outside cover was covered with a light purple fabric and the title was written in large calligraphy. She kept it close to her in case someone walked by her reading. She figured it didn't really look good for her to being reading an old war book. But she found them interesting. And they were always ten times more than the frilly girly books most other women would read, like the one sitting on her lap.


Cecilia was constantly looking up over the top of the book to make sure no one was coming. There was always random "officials" walking around in her house. Due to the fact her father was one of the main leaders of Fabian's vampire army. So there were always people walking around talking with each other. Most of the time when she was stuck at house like she was tonight she would stay up in her room. But it would get boring up there after a while so she would wonder around or go to her window seat and read.


Cecilia heard footsteps coming towards her so she quickly tucked the war book under one of the pillows and opened to a random page in the other book. One of the servants of the house walked over towards her, "There is a King's guard outside. He says that the King had requested you." he told her before walking away. Cecilia's heart lifted and she quickly got up from the seat and started walking towards the door. She was always glad to see Fabian. Even after what he had done to her. They had been close friends before their whole other relationship started, and she knew no matter what there friendship was still going to be there. So despite him kicking her out and now becoming bed buddies with Thea she would still always be there for him. And would still always love him. Plus there was no way anything was going to break up their friendship. It was Fabian, Doben, and her. The close three friends.


Cecilia stopped walking and looked down at what she was wearing. She was glad she decided to wear this dress tonight, one of her favorite. Luckily she spent some of her free time earlier fixing her hair. The extra free time she spent on her today defiantly paid off. Cecilia stood in the threshold of the door and looked at the guard. He looked terrified, like at any second something horrible was going to happen. Even if she was excited to see Fabian that wouldn't stop her from having some fun with this guard. Since it was his job to get her back to the castle she would simply slip away from him. Let him think he lost her. That ought to give him some amount of a fright. Cecilia looked at the guard and gave him a small smile, "Alright. I'm ready." she told him. She let him walk in front of her and followed behind him. Once the castle was in sight and slowly slipped away from him. She took another route to the castle. She began to listen in on the thoughts of the guard. They were exactly what she had hoped for. She couldn't help but laugh. Oh the things she did for fun. But she could hear that he was getting closer to where she was. She lifted up the bottom of her dress and quickly picked up her pace. Not the most “lady like” thing to do. Not like she cared. She wasn’t exactly like all of the other girls around here. She continued to run towards the castle making sure to avoid the guards, her whole fun would be ruined if the guard found her again before she got to Fabian. She hurried up towards the Crypt; she figured Fabian would be sitting in his thrown room. She entered into the room, guard-less. She was glad she got back here before the guard caught her. “Fabian….” she smiled as she walked over towards him. “I have to say you little guard is very bad at…..guarding. So easy to slip away from him. He needs to pay more attention.” she laughed.

[fabianbarr]

Cecilia walked in, and Fabian's lips parted softly and almost suggestively over his fangs in that predatory smile he had honed so carefully. His tongue traced lightly over his teeth as he took her in, the cascading chocolate curls, the warm skin... she was so tasty. Like a sweet little human virgin. But Fabian knew she wasn't a virgin, hell, Cecilia was the opposite of a virgin. She'd been his little whore for so long, and here she was, practically begging to be one again with those sweet eyes. He was more than happy to let her be his lover for the night. Fabian knew deep down that he was one lucky bastard, having this girl like him no matter how he treated her. He knew there weren't very many girls in the world like her, but honestly, he didn't really care very much. She was good for one thing with him at this moment and time, and he was going to enjoy every second of it. Fabian snorted a little, "No, my guards are not exactly trained to be brave. Everyone knows that I could destroy anyone who managed to make their way in here without my permission." He lazily beckoned her to him, extending to her his hand with his father's ring it on for her to kiss, as he always did. This was a sign of protection, that he wouldn't lop her head off, and Doben and Cecilia were generally the only ones to receive this promise. It was more for himself than anything, a reminder that no matter how upset his friends made him, he wouldn't harm them. It was something his father had did, and his father before him. The Barr family of vampires weren't exactly known for their excellent judgement and self-restraint. He plucked a dark curl off of Cecilia's shoulder with a smile. "After all we've been through... you still smell like a tasty human virgin..." His voice was low, sweet and lilting. Damn, how he wanted her.

He stood up out of his throne and stretched his long limbs lazily, scratching belly as he loosened his cloak around his shoulders, taking a step down so he could be basically eye level with Cecilia. He buried his head in her warm neck and immediately let his hands stray on her soft, young body, not even caring that she hadn't given him permission. The sweet young thing had yet to say no anyways. His fingers ran lightly up her spine and his lips pressed softly against her neck, "You look gorgeous tonight, CeCe," he murmured against her skin, his breath hot against her neck as he already tried to get her dress undone. He abandoned this, and reached down under her thighs, lifting her up and placing her on his throne. He smirked and placed a line of kisses under her jaw. "Hmmm... I like seeing you up there..." His hands trailed up her thighs as his lips landed on hers softly, but hotly. Throughout all of this, she could have been struggling or hitting him, but he didn't care, she looked so good and he wanted his. Panthea was gone, and even when she was here, he was in the dog house and had no idea why. Damn, he really hated how she held out on him sometimes. Granted he never had the crazy monkey sex that he had with Panthea back when he was with Cecilia, what the two of them had shared had been kind of nice in its own way... even though it had the penchant for being a little dull. And Panthea... Panthea was never dull. Fabian growled into Cecilia's mouth as he thought of his dark haired queen, pressing roughly against Cecilia, his mouth hard and lusty against hers. "You know what I want," he whispered against her mouth, gripping her thighs firmly. "The question is... are you going to give it to me, or do I have to work for it?" The growl resonated deeply in his throat as he thought of Panthea's body. Yeah, great guy he was, thinking of another girl when he was on top of one...

TAGGED: Cecilia/Nerri
Word Count: 728
NOTES: Hope I didn't scare you <3

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