Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Demon Seed ❯ Chapter 14

GW and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency Bandai etc. etc.

Here it is, finally, another installment of Demon Seed.

Some warnings apply. Blood, some gore, angst, and oh yea, there is a 1xR lemon scene at the end.

Hope whoever reads this likes it.

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"Why are we stopping by a hot spring?"

The vampire stalker did not answer right away, and instead slid from his horse, assisting Relena down from the steed as well.

"Do you really want to return to Wufei's looking how we look?"

Once again the young woman allowed herself to comprehend the state she and Heero were in. Their clothes were still pretty much in tact, and unmarred but their bodies and faces were streaked with healing wounds and dried blood, of their own as well as each other. "I, I see what you mean? It looks like we just came from a battle."

"That's one way you could describe it." His voice was light and his smile thin as his eyes sparkled with humor. Relena could not help but giggle at his joke and the two then began undressing.

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Milliardo fell forward, his voice gurgled as the blade of the hunter's knife lacerated horizontally across his throat, though before he could feel the dagger's edge deepening the cut, the weight of his attacker suddenly left him. When the one time vampire prince turned around he saw that the hunter was slumped over backward, dead, his head gone and above his body stood Lucrezia, an axe held firmly in her hands.

She dropped her weapon suddenly seeing the wide-eyed shock of her husband's face and with a gasp she fell to her knees and enveloped him in a hug. "Milliardo! Milliardo! Thank god!" The blood from his gash continued to ooze forth, bathing both of their forms in a trickling waterfall of blood. With all of her strength she hoisted her husband's body up to his feet. He held onto her and did his best to walk and support his own weight as she dragged him back toward their home.

Their escape was short lived, however as the other two hunters surrounded them. Lucrezia looked back briefly seeing the spot where she had dropped the axe, cursing the fact that she did. "Stay away from us!"

"No, Lucre…" Milliardo spoke and stood now on his own two feet, despite the fact that he was coughing forth even more blood. "I'll make…a, path…you get…inside, and escape out the back, take the horse."

His wife grasped onto the sleeve of his shirt. "No, I won't leave you!"

Doing his best to turn his head, his eyes caught hers at an awkward angle, his voice hoarse as he spoke the only word he knew that would make his wife abide by his request. "Caelan."

Unexpectedly Milliardo lunged forward attacking the first hunter head on, allowing enough room for his wife to slip past and into the house. Once inside, she bolted the door and begin to bundle a few clothes and foodstuffs into a satchel, trying her best to concentrate on what needed to be done and not the screams of her husband as he fought against the hunters outside. She tied it closed and flung the small pack over her shoulder, while tucking into her skirt pocket a dagger. She then took one of her son's sheets and tied it loosely around her neck and under one arm.

Lastly she scurried over to her son's crib, wrapping him in his blanket, and placing him in a small make shit hammock around her body, securing him to her before running out the back to the horse, who was still saddled and bridled from Milliardo's earlier hunting trip. Somehow she managed to mount the animal and balance herself, so that while one hand held tight her son the other grasped onto the reins.

She did not notice the tears that streamed down her cheeks, nor the silent whisper of her husband's name that left her throat, as she rode out into the night, toward the one place where she hoped she and her son would be safe.

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Duo sat at the small wooden table, a book open before him, though his eyes seemed to be unfocused on the page.

"You're worried about her, aren't you?"

"Huh?" Duo's dilated eyes began to blink at the sound of Hildie's voice. "I was just reading."

She cocked an eyebrow, her smile skeptical. "Do you really think you can lie to me? And even if you could you've been on the same page for thirty minutes and that's obvious, even for one as non studious as yourself."

Closing the book, he placed it down on the table, chuckling. "Okay, so I'm worried about her."

Hildie leaned over to kiss Duo's temple, her hands running through his unbound hair, sectioning it so she could begin to braid it. "I'm worried about her too." She's never been gone longer than a night. I wonder if…?"

In an attempt to comfort his lover, Duo smiled wide, the melancholy gone from his voice. "Hey, she's a tough girl. Hell she could kick just about anyone's ass, right? We don't need to worry about her."

"Yea, you're right…I'm sure she's fine." Replied Hildie, in an eased tone of her own. I pray you are, my friend.

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Relena gazed starry eyed at the man before her, his nude torso arched backward as he washed the last of the soap from his hair and body. It was as if she was seeing him clearly for the first time, appreciating all that made up his physical form, even if the best part was mostly submerged in water.

His above average height may not have made him the most intimidating, but the fact that his toned body rippled with lean, hard muscles and strong broad shoulders made most men think twice before crossing him. If his build would not be enough to be threatening, then his eyes that could take on such a cold and emotionless glare would have. A glare that she had been on the receiving end of many a time, though she had yet to see it as of today.

Her thoughts were momentarily interrupted as her lashes fluttered out the wetness that had sprinkled her face as Heero whipped his head back out of the water, his stance straight once again. Seeing her wiping her eyes made him apologize immediately, though he had to force back his laughter.

"Just keep it up." She huffed back at him, as she cupped her hands and splashed a good amount of the clear liquid onto his face.

He pelted her with water right back, this time his laughter leaving him. "Seems last night didn't wear you down like I thought."

Her brows knit in infuriating amusement and she splashed him again. "I am half vampire, besides you flatter yourself thinking you could wear me out."

"Oh really? Sounds like a challenge to me." This time when he spoke he did not attack her with water, but instead began to make his way towards her. She yelped playfully as she dove under the surface trying to evade him.

Mimicking her actions he ducked under, catching her before she could begin to take off. He hoisted her back up to the surface flinging her gently over his shoulder. "This is a spring. Where do you think you were swimming too?"

"Just put me down."

"Say, please."

"Fuck you."

"Yes, you may." He placed her back on her feet trapping her between him and a rock wall sticking approximately two-feet out of the spring.

"That's not what I…meant." She tried to steady her breathing as he leaned his face down to hers, his arms creating the perfect cage of manly flesh around her form.

"O…okay, maybe that's what I meant." But before she could finish exhaling her next breath she found her mouth covered completely by his own, his tongue quickly invading past the barrier of her lips. Her eyes slid closed, their lashes brushing against his skin as he took the kiss even further and deeper. Though still as intense and as passionate as the kisses they had shared the previous night, this one was most definitely different. It was slower, more probing and gentle, liquefying her insides until she felt she would literally melt, though she knew by the feel of his embrace tightening around her that she had no reason to fear.

Though reluctant to do so, he pulled away from her, his gaze matching the tenderness and sincerity of his voice. "It always isn't like it was last night."

"And what was wrong with how it was last night?" She softly challenged him back, a hint of teasing in her voice."

He lips turned in a crooked smile of friskiness. "Well, nothing I just thought…"

"Vampires base natures are contradictions. Lustful and primitive, yet reserved and logical, but what seems to always be present is their single-minded determination to obtain that which they desire and to control it once they have obtained it."

Heero tilted his head. "What of it?"

"The way you were last night. It was as if you were willing to take on an entire army and then some just to get to me, and here when I thought you hated me. The only reason for why you have not done so before was because of the human tendencies to deny what is their desire, to fear it and run away from it, deluding themselves that if something is out of sight it is out of mind and heart as well."

"So are you saying the human blood in us is a bad thing?" He drew near her again, nipping her on her jaw and chin.

Relena bit her lip and giggled. "Not really, for in a way it is a good thing." She sobered up when he pulled away and looked at her questioningly. Laughing lightly at his expression she brought up her hands to cup his face. "Your denial almost cost you losing me, and so perhaps, it will make you appreciate my affections more."

"You are so sure of your place in my heart are you now?" He felt the goose pimples form on her skin where he was stroking the small of her back, prickles on his own flesh becoming apparent as her hands smoothed from his face and down along his chest.

"I've no reason not to be sure. I have obtained what I wanted, just as you have. The question now, is what do we do with what we've obtained?"

His lips slanted over hers as his breath graced their softness. "Whatever the hell we want."

She allowed the kiss she returned to him speak her agreement of his assessment, her hands speaking volumes themselves as they slipped further down his body, smoothing over the taunt muscles of his abdomen and hips before curling themselves snuggly around his sex.

Heero released a small throaty growl, his own wandering hands gripping the soft flesh of her rear and pressing her lower body into his, rocking against her at the pace that her fingers stroking his girth had set. His lust for her ordered him to hoist her supple slenderness up against his rock hard form and take her immediately, savagely and without thought. But his love for her commanded him to be slower, more gentle and conscious of what she may need or want.

Relena could sense that Heero was holding back, and though part of her was most grateful and touched, the other part of her was somewhat resentful and frustrated at the slow pace. Impatience clawed at her, finding it even harder to control herself, now that his warm and wet lips had left her mouth, having made their way down to the peaks of her breasts. One of her nipples lay captive in his mouth, while the other one was being seized and fondled by his right hand.

Feeling the need to have his body crushed even more against her own, she stroked his length one more time before guiding her hands up just a bit and around, her left smoothing and molding to the perfect contours of his buttocks, while her right played havoc in his hair, pressing it even tighter against her heaving bust. She could literally feel her eyes rolling back into her head as she moaned most wantonly and spoke to him most sinfully; but then some might say her very existence was a sin in itself, so what did it matter.

Responding to her actions, Heero kissed her again in a more brutal and demanding manner, hoisting her body up along his own and cradling her firm rear in his large palms as she curled her legs around his waist. She ceased their kiss, recoiling her tongue from his mouth and lapping at his cheek briefly before snaking it around the outline of his ear.

Her voice was dangerously sexy and seething. "You know I won't break…so stop treating me as if I am made out of china."

Though she could not see the leering carnal smile that crossed his face, she could most definitely feel the grip of his hands on her tighten, tugging her downward, her body not stopping its descent until his girth was fully embedded inside her.

The Stalker's canines nipped at the smooth skin of her throat, though he did not sink them into her. Instead he pulled back his head, lustfully leering as the slow drizzle of her blood created a liquid trail, trickling over her shoulders and contouring to the shapes of her breasts until he lashed out his tongue, lapping at it and reversing its trail back up to the small incision.

Relena threw back her head from the force and pressure of the full feeling inside, gasping and moaning, her nails sinking deep into the flesh of his buttocks and shoulders as her body was jolted up and down along his. Her mind reeled from the overload of sensation as she felt him nip at her throat, her skin feeling as if it was set ablaze by the drops of her own blood and the feel of his tongue as he lapped harshly and urgently at the wound.

And just as he was closing up the mark with his healing kiss, he rammed into her a final time, coming with a strangled moan, pressing her completely to him and holding her there for several seconds, allowing his seed to fully fill her womb until the strain on his body forced him to slacken his embrace.

Catching her breath, Relena relaxed her upper body against the top of the rock, though her lower half remained embedded onto Heero. She licked her lips and smiled, looking up at her lover through half-lidded eyes, the tingling sparks coursing through the pit of her sex just now beginning to dye down into a beautifully dull ache.

With a feral gleam in his eyes, he slowly leaned down to kiss her, taking her breath away, only to give it back to her, along with lusty, growling statement, one that chilled her to the bone and excited her to the point of near orgasm.

"Only the eternal sleep, will ever, separate you from me."

"Then let us never slumber again." Her throaty gasp was ragged and her soul burned again with passion's fire as his mouth began to journey down her body. She bit her lip and whimpered, arching her womanhood into his mouth, coming from the feel of his tongue as it ravished her, drinking from her, an essence of a different kind.

TBC…