Kitten & Marius (Part Two)
“While Little Drinks are often a quick fix to quench a vampire’s thirst around mortals, we often need much more sustenance. In these moments, we much feast upon those who have killed others. It is what keeps us from dwelling too much upon the life that we take.”, Marius was speaking to me once more.
My head was still spinning slightly from Lestat’s Little Drink that he took from me. My arms felt tingly…sort of like that feeling you get after you’ve been in a swimming pool for a long time and your body can still feel the water around you. However, Lestat was not around anymore. Marius had led me to another part of his home, a large bathing room of sorts. The floor was hard and cold stone and the walls were much the same. A large bathtub lay before me. It was a pearly white and already filled with steaming water. In the water were petals of different flowers and spices, floating across the surface and filling the room with an earthly and beautiful scent. Marius stood before me, leaning over the water, spreading more flower petals into the water.
“Was that supposed to be your way of easing me into this? You think that killing murderers would make it easier for me?”, I said to him.
“In a way, it is much more comforting to the spirit to consume those who have done many wrongs. Tell me, would you rather kill an old man that only has a few years left to live or his young nurse who is slowly poisoning him into his grave?”, Marius asked of me.
“Would it be wrong to kill them both? Stop the woman from doing the same to others and let the old man go peacefully”, I answered.
My answer seemed to take him off guard for a moment, yet my words seemed to resound with him. He was silent for a minute or two before approaching me. He had the long sleeves of his crimson red blazer rolled up, the pale skin of his forearms almost speaking of the strength that hid underneath. He studied me with great interest before holding his hand out to me.
“Come, the water is ready for you. I believe this way will be best. Unless of course, you do not consent. But I can only fully offer you all the answers you seek if you take the gift I have to offer you.” His voice was gentle and I felt he was giving me every opportunity to turn and leave. The door was open behind me and I felt that if I so chose to dash away, I would leave unscathed, give or take a few memories.
“What will it be, Ash? Will you show us the ways of this new world or must we send you back to live out your life with your mortality intact?”.
I knew that if I said yes, it would be the end of whatever barriers kept Marius at his distance. I would be left to his mercy and to do whatever he saw fit. And yet this thought didn’t frighten or cause me worry. I felt safe in his presence and felt that he wouldn’t just harm me for the fun of it.
I reached out to place my hand in his. Touch has never been something that I have been comfortable with. I never wanted anyone to touch me and yet…Marius and Lestat…
My palm was in his and his smile was so warm and inviting. He made no move to pull me towards him, merely leaning down to lightly kiss my hand before letting it fall from his touch. He walked towards me…then past me. I heard him close the heavy oak door of the room and his steps approach me from behind. He was taking his time. Making sure I knew what he was doing, that nothing was going to take me off guard right now. His touch came again, his hands gently grasping my shoulders. We stood like that in silence for a moment before he leaned closer, his body gently meeting my own.
“You’re really easing me into this, aren’t you?”, I asked of him quietly.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”, he answered. His voice was close to my ear, so close I could feel his breath on my hair.
His hands that were now moving down from my shoulders, fingers lightly trailing down my arm making goosebumps rise along my skin. His fingers twirled on the underside of my arms before slowly raising my arms in the air slowly.
“How many times has this life given you pain?”, he began to softly speak into my ear once more. “How many times have you felt the hot sting of pain? How many of life’s simple pleasure have been kept from you?”
My arms were now raised up like a straight line of my body, as though I were to mock the crucified Christ. But Marius was not done with me. His hands came back down to trace my body down to my waist. His hands rose once more, his fingers parting the great black wave of my hair, letting it rest on the front of my shoulders. I could then feel his fingers find the strings of my corset, thumbing through the tight woven patterns along my back.
“And how long will it take me to erase it all from you tonight?”, he said as he began to pull the strings to loosen my corset. I took a deep inhale of air as the pressure was removed from my torso and in mere seconds he was pulling the corset from me like peeling off a layer of my skin. His hands came to rest at my bare waist down and I could feel the fine material of his clothing against my bare back.
“I have many things to teach you, Kitten. Ways of the Dark Gift, ways of those who prey in the night…” His voice was like pure honey and his hands were sliding up my stomach. Up and up until his hands came to gently cup my breasts. “…and of the ways of pleasures”. His hands left my breasts to revisit my waist. His fingers washed over the curves of my waist to pull down the material of my long black skirt, letting it fall to the ground at my feet. He then repeated the same action with my last shed of clothing, the smooth coolness of his hands nearly making me shiver as they caressed my hips and thighs. I didn’t even remember when I had removed my tights and boots.
My breath was ragged and his touch left me feeling very hot. But his hands were gone in an instant. I was too embarrassed to plead for his touch again, instead I took a few hesitant steps away, approaching the bath that had been drawn for me. Marius made no move to stop me as I slid into the water. It was very warm, hot without being a burning surrounding my form. I immediately relaxed and let myself slip further into the floral waters until it reached the top of my chest. I closed my eyes and lay my head against the edge of the large basin. Behind me I could hear Marius moving slightly, rustling of cloth and footsteps.
The water began to shift and wave as Marius crept in on the other side. By the time I opened my eyes, he was sitting across from me, his chest bare and his hand running through his short black hair. I saw much strength in his arms and shoulders as he rose them from the water to rest them along the sides of the basin behind him. He shown no sign of body hair besides his brow and head, his pale skin in contrast with my darker skin. His eyes are once again studying me.
“We should remove your necklaces, Kitten. But don’t worry, Lestat will waste no time in showering you with more extravagant silver”, Marius commented. He slid through the water, creating a steady wave. His hands were soon at my throat, gently pulling and removing each of my necklaces, being careful to place them next to me on the stone floor so that they would not be lost to me. The last to be removed was my choker, with which he removed the slowest and most carefully.
It felt strange to me then to have Marius close to me in front of me. I could see specks of light amber littered throughout his dark eyes and his legs were nearly intertwined with mine in the water. After all was removed, he stayed hovering over me for a moment. One hand came to caress and hold my cheek before he leaned in close to me and pressed his lips against mine. My eyes closed once more and felt him kiss me with such a gentleness and kindness I had never known. His kiss left my lips, but left a trail down to my neck. And just as Lestat had done earlier in the night, I felt Marius pierce through my neck and another blissful orgasm wrecked my body. I was shaking against him and soft moans once more left my lips as he drank from me. He took a bit more blood from me than Lestat had, but pulled away before too much had been taken.
My eyes remained closed even after his lips pulled away from my neck. But he wasn’t done with me yet. His hands were once more traveling along my body, caressing my breasts and circling my curves. He was eliciting more heat from within me. His fingers even slid further into the water to find my very core hidden and waiting to be touched.
“I need you to drink from me now, do you understand? We will take from each other until the change begins”, he said softly to me. With his fingers circling my needy bundle of nerves, I would have done anything he asked of me.
“Yes…Give it to me”, I moaned to him, my body writhing against his.
He used his other hand to make a small shallow slash across the side of his neck for me to drink and he guided my lust filled head until my lips found the blood that began to pool there. My tongue lapped up the blood as it poured from him and I felt my body explode with so much more heat. It was like a strong elixir that brought me to the edge of another soul shattering orgasm. But he didn’t allow for me to drink much from him before his fangs were thrust into my neck once more. His fingers were still furiously circling and caressing me past the edge of the orgasm he was sending me tumbling down. I couldn’t stop moaning and my arms were now wrapped around him tightly. As this orgasm subsided he pulled away from me just enough for him to make a new slash, this one further down his neck, along his shoulder. When my tongue began to lap at his elixir once more, his fangs re-entered me at the same time. His fingers slipped inside of me as well, creating such an incredible level of passion and ecstasy I had never thought possible. I could feel my mind melting from such bliss and thought that I would break at any moment.
But all good things must come to an end. Marius pulled away from me, no more blood to take and give and his fingers also withdrew. I felt a sudden loneliness and wanted to pull him back to me.
“Your change is nearly starting, precious. But don’t be afraid, I’ll be here with you”, he whispered to me. His cheeks were flushed as he spoke to me and his words were breathless.
At first, I didn’t feel any different, but soon, my body was met with terrible pains and cramps. It felt as though my very veins were going to erupt from my skin. Marius held me in a tight and warm embrace in the water, keeping his word of staying with me. He whispered soft and loving words to me in a language I didn’t understand, but it comforted me all the same. I could feel every bit of mortality leave my body in the water.
He pulled me from the water and wrapped plush and soft towels around me. But I barely noticed his touch as my vision began to change. I was as if I were now seeing things I never could before. Patterns I never noticed in the stone tile. Reflections that couldn’t possibly have been in the water before. It was all so overwhelming and entrancing.
“Ah, I see you two had all the fun without me!”, a voice called from the door.
Lestat leaned against the now opened door, shaking his head at us.
“No matter, Kitten. We’ll have plenty more time to ourselves”