Fan Fiction ❯ The Mistress and The Servant ❯ Tarin and Arda Get Closer ( Chapter 4 )

Ch.4: Arda And Tarin Get closer

 

 

 

“Well, at least you know what looks good.” Drakuse said and lunged towards Tarin.

 

“Ew!” Tarin yelped and sidestepped him easily, drawing out a lance from another piece of wood and striking Drakuse in the back. “I don't want to kill you, but if you leave me no choice…” Tarin smashed Drakuse over the head with the butt of the lance, throwing him to the ground.

 

Tarin turned on his heel and ran out the door into the waiting darkness of the cool night air. “Tarin!” Arda yelled out as she saw Tarin cross her vast lawn.

 

The named half-demon turned to his claimed mistress. “Hey there.”

 

“Lets go to Triach and the girls, I am worried.”

 

Tarin snickered as they started to walk even though the servants were out looking for them. “What?” Arda inquired as they went on.

 

“Just you worried, you use to never worry about anything.”

 

“Thanks…I think…”

 

“Miss Arda! Tarin get over here!” Yelled one of the demon servants as he started to catch up with them.

 

“Let's hightail it out of here!” Tarin scooped up Arda and ran all out to the south wall where Triach, Bellas, and Sasha were waiting.

 

“I was worried you two ran into trouble.” Triach said as she held Bellas and Sasha's hands in hers.

 

“Tarin got into a fight with Drakuse.” Arda told her as she got out of Tarin's arms.

 

Tarin pointed to a window that was open in the alley they were in, dimly lit and smelled of garbage. “It isn't safe to talk, down there.” He whispered as he pointed out a manhole.

 

“EW! Tarin! Do you really think we should be down there?” Arda yelped as she put manhole with what they have covered…

 

“Quiet!” Tarin hissed out as he pried up the cover. “Remember that time I ran away after Drakuse and I first met?” he disappeared under the manhole.

 

“I remember that!” Sasha said as she jumped down after Tarin. Triach jumped down too, falling as her heel hit the floor, Bellas in her arm. Tarin caught her.

 

“Nice of you to drop in.” Tarin said and placed her back on her feet.

 

“Arda jump on, I will catch you.” Tarin called up as Arda looked down. He sighed. “I'll come to get you.” Tarin made the jump easily and landed on the other side of Arda.

 

“Whoa…” Arda said as she saw his legs curl as a shock absorber.

 

“Yeah now lets go.” He held his hand out for her.

 

“You never finished your story…whoa!” she yelped the last part as Tarin dragged her in for a kiss.

 

Oh god…her mind raced as his tongue pried open her lips and her arms went around his neck. Below the manhole Triach had her hand over the two kids' eyes.

 

Tarin jumped down with Arda and landed gracefully to come out of the kiss with a smile. “Y-you tricked me!” Arda said to him as walked along a damp corridor. The ground was full of mold, the walls were made of rotting wood and crumbling brick, the lights hung on one out of four strings, it was retched smelling and crawling with rats.

 

Triach followed close behind with the two little girls walking next to her, Bellas holding her hand like a mother and child. Arda had her hands crossed over her chest as Tarin put an arm around her shoulder. “Why you so mad?” he asked in her ear.

 

“You tricked me.” She huffed out.

 

“But you liked it…you want me to do it again…” he whispered with a teasing grin.

 

Arda smiled, she was in a losing battle and she couldn't even fight anymore, without lying. She leaned against his arm and just surrendered, he knew what he was doing. “You never finished your story.”

 

“Well, when I,”

 

“Hey Tarin! Can you carry this bag? It is very heavy.” Triach asked as she pulled the thick duffle back.

 

Tarin sighed and let go of Arda, losing track of his story to grab the bag. “What is in here?” he asked as he placed down on the floor and unzipped the top. AT first he blushed as he saw some underwear for Arda and Sasha, but quickly shifted through them, a change of clothes for everyone he saw something, a folded up lance, a gun, and some ammo rounds.

 

“No wonder it was heavy…this lance is pure iron…” Tarin speculated after tossing the folded piece of iron to Triach. “Take it, you may need it.” He tossed Arda the gun and the ammunition.

 

The gun went off as she her finger touched the hair trigger. “ARDA!” Tarin yelled as the jumped at Arda, pushing her out of the way of some crumbling rocks from when the bullet shot off. As they looked up when the crumbling stopped, they saw a thick wall of brick, stone, and wood, and the other side was blocked and cramped, as if they were in a crude dome of rubble, which they were.

 

“Great…” Tarin muttered and thought as he sat on Arda's waist, not having much room to move without crumbling the chamber, and crushing Arda.

 

“Uh…Tarin…you are sitting on my …” she stuttered out as he lay there, on top of her.

 

“I am sorry but I am lacking in space too.” Tarin snapped as his pointed ears reddened from them rubbing against the roof, there was hardly any room.

 

“Well let me just…” she shifted her thighs, which caused Tarin to gasp at the friction. “Oh like that huh?” she asked with a smirk of power over him.

 

He bent low to her head and whispered, “I like everything you do.” Tarin kissed her neck a little bit, nipping at the flesh with his fangs.

 

“OH!” she breathed out and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Please continue…”

 

“Arda, you taste so good.” Tarin said as he licked her neck and she moaned. His fangs sank into her skin and he felt her blood enter his mouth, and tasted her, inside and out.

 

“Tarin? That hurt…oh…”she started complaining but was quickly halted by Tarin's tongue lapping her spilled blood up.

 

When the blood stopped flowing, Tarin quickly began to lap down her collarbone, to be stopped by her shirt; she began to whimper as Tarin left her skin.

 

“Shhhh…I will be back to pleasing you soon…” he whispered to her as his claw pointed to the point where her collarbone met and curved down, as his claw ran along it to her shirt collar, and down the shirt, tearing it in two, along with the bra.

 

Arda gave a gasp as the cool air touched all of her skin and as Tarin bent his head down, and kissed along her stomach, upwards. True to his word, he was pleasing her, very much as his tongue traced the curve of her breast and his hot breath on her bare chest, made her nipples point.

 

Tarin let out a half moan as his tongue lapped over one of Arda's pert nipples, Arda let out a moan also, just ecstatic to have a lover like Tarin. Her hands traveled his chest as his hands stroked her waist, and soon her hands were straying lower and lower until she reached his pants, which she soon went into to find him hard for her, the want she felt from his body was very deep, very strong, very…primal.

 

Her hands stroked his manhood as his tongue caught in his throat when licking her chest. “Like that?” she purred to him and smiled. His head nodded, not finding the ability to speak.

 

“Good…” Oh god…I never realized he was so big…but big hands… she thought as she stroked him further, a little bit harder.

 

“Arda stop, I hear something…” he said, quickly losing his hardness and her hand, as he closed her shirt.

 

He listened intently as he felt dust touch his face and he pulled Arda close to him as he felt the structure weaken around them. Oh shit!

 

“Tarin? What is going on?” Arda asked as she curled up as small as she could, as a reaction.

 

“The walls are gonna collapse, please curled up so I can hold the weight…” he told her as he felt the rock above him start to crumble onto his back. With the roof went the whole structure as it fell, Tarin holding up a good portion with his back as he struggled with the weight.

 

The structure had stopped falling, and Tarin began to wiggle his back to get off as much debris as possible, maybe have a clear way to escape. The debris on his back didn't come off with his shaking but was pulled off him.

 

“FREEDOM!” Arda said as she jumped up, her shirt flapping in two separate halves.

 

Then she saw the black uniforms and remembered what her and Tarin did back in the debris and shrieked before covering her front from the all men battalion.

 

Tarin looked at all the men, one-by-one, remembering more than one face. “Where are Sasha, Triach, and Bellas?” He asked stepping in front of Arda.

 

“Hello Tarin, we uh…got caught.” Triach called to him with two scared little girls attached to her legs.

 

“Hm…you were right Drakuse, we applaud your help.” Said the police chief, he was a tall man, built like a rock, with tan skin and dark eyes, hair hidden by his hat, he was the figurehead of the force itself.

 

Drakuse stood next to him, towered by the giant man. Drakuse smiled with victory as he set his eyes on Arda, trying her best to put her shirt back together, which his smile dropped after he realized the shirt was cleanly sliced.

 

“Arda, time to head back, we have a wedding to plan.” Drakuse said heading to Tarin and Arda. Tarin began to growl menacingly as Drakuse approached, but a huge hand caught the back of his shirt.

 

“No can do, they are both convicts, violating laws of ethics and religion, they are placed under arrest.” The chief recited for Drakuse and pulled him back, whistling in for some men in uniform to handcuff Tarin and Arda, Tarin didn't growl this time.

 

“I will make bail for Arda!” Drakuse said and began to walk to Arda again, this time Tarin lunged at him, growling and snarling with animal fury, but was held back.

 

“Sorry, this is a serious crime they committed, an act of interracial love is forbidden by law and nature, and they are to be tried.” He said looking at the power and hatred in Tarin eyes.

 

“What the hell!” he yelled and stalked off.

 

Tarin was not willing to go with them and he thrashed about a lot, so much they had to sedate him, he was out like a ton of bricks.

 

He awoke in a cell, his head in Arda's lap and his hands cuffed to the steel bars. “Morning sleepy head.” Arda said happily even though they were now in a world of gray.

 

“Hey!” Tarin called out of the cell as he sat up. One guard answered. “Unlock these handcuffs.”

 

“No, you are to stay restrained.” He answered and stalked off.

 

“WHAT?” he yelled out and then muttered something as he flexed his arms.

 

“What are you doing?” Arda asked watching him intently.

 

“Trying to break the handcuffs.” He answered spreading his arms as far as they could and trying further to snap the chain.

 

“Those handcuffs aren't coming off, they are pure steel, and the strongest we have.” The chief called from across the hall as he left a wooden door. “You have visitors.”

 

Arda's father, stepmother, and Drakuse stepped through the door into the cell black. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Tarin demanded as he saw out of one eyes, his vision being limited.

 

He got one stiletto shoe in his side. “Shut up slave! I might be willing to spare you if you do so.” Marta spat as she kicked him again.

 

“What are you doing here dad?” Arda asked from beside Tarin.

 

“We came to see you sweetie.” He said, his eyes were glowing with sorrow, their blue color dulled from worry. His brown hair stayed close to his skull and his height wasn't even a few inches taller than Arda.

 

“I am fine Dad, I have Tarin with me.” Arda answered placing a hand on his head, at hip height sitting down.

 

“We came when we heard you were sharing a cell with this lawbreaker.”

 

“I am fine, Drakuse, stop teasing Tarin because he has handcuffs on!”

 

Drakuse was kicking Tarin in the side, but with his hands chained to the bars, he was powerless. “Your wedding with Drakuse is still on.” He said to her.

 

“No, it isn't.” Arda said and sat down on Tarin's leg.

 

“Why not, I don't love him.”

 

“That does not matter, it has to do with land and wealth!” Marta said, after looking at Sasha in the next cell.

 

“Hey babes, as soon as you get out, we get married the week after.”

 

“WHAT?!” Tarin yelled as his arms came around to wrap around Arda's waist, snapping the handcuffs off him. “She's mine!” he snarled out his eyes glowing a deep scarlet.

 

“Love you too Tarin.” Arda said from his arms she kissed him, which calmed him down and made everyone gasp out as they had not believed she could actually do that.

 

Tarin gave a deep growl of satisfaction as he nuzzled her neck. The three visitors left quietly, appalled that Arda could stoop so low.

 

“That's enough.” The chief said as Tarin continued to nuzzle her neck. “I said that's enough!” he grasped the key to the cell and started to open the door when Tarin appeared in front of him.

 

“What can you do old man? It is only you, and I am someone who should not be taken lightly…”

 

The chief backed off and left quietly to the other side of the wall as Tarin sat down on the cot next to the wall and pulled Arda onto his lap, nuzzling her neck affectionately. He began to purr softly as Arda scratched his head, he was very primal.

 

“You are such an animal…” Arda said to him.

 

“You have no clue.” He said in her ear. “I might just do you here and now, him watching and all.” He gave a slight growl when her arousal spiked.

 

“You are so bad.”

 

“I know.”

 

“AH! SASHA STOP LISTENING TO THEM!” Triach yelped as she saw Sasha repeating everything they said.

 

“Tarin? Arda? You there?” Sasha called from through the wall.

 

“Yeah Sash, we are here.” Tarin called from the other side. “Take it you have been listening to our Conversation haven't you?” Tarin also asked.

 

“Nice words for you to use when your kid has demon hearing.”

 

Tarin and Arda blushed, but Triach couldn't see it. “She isn't our kid.”

 

“She called Arda mom when you two were under the rubble.”

 

“I did not!”

 

“Yeah, you did.” Triach fought.

 

“Yeah, you did!” Bellas teased her.

 

Arda began to giggle. “Then I guess, I get to pick your bedtime huh?”

 

“What? NO!”

 

“Then you be good for Triach.” Train said this time.

 

“Okay…” Sasha pouted.

 

Tarin and Arda went back to snuggling as Arda began to yawn and fall asleep. “Lights out! Tomorrow, we move you into the main cells, this is just the holding cell.”

 

“We were sleeping before you came around, so shut up!” Tarin shouted, Pulling Arda closer to him on the cot, his hair draping over his shoulder covering her middle and the hastily sewn shirt. Her lips parted slightly and her chest rose against his with every breath, her skin was creamy, not a freckle or blemish anyone could see; she was beautiful, ultimately and perfectly beautiful. His head rested in the crook of her neck, his nose smelling her scent with a little difference in them, but still Arda.

 

Tarin remembered when he bit her earlier that day, the way her blood tasted, it tasted like blood, and he thought why they are so different, their blood taste the same, therefore so does their essence, but what really bugged him was that he actually bit her. Courted her, almost mated her…but for the next week she would be unattainable by any other demon or vampire, but when he mated her, she would be his forever. No one else could take her…no one.

 

He licked her neck a little where he bit her, and purred himself to sleep, after saying, “Arda, I love you…” and hearing her replay.

 

“I love you too Tarin…” and she kissed his cheek half asleep.

 

Tarin blushed a little, she was awake for when he licked her neck.