Red (Ficlet for jurisimmortalis)

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The first thing that Nat noticed were the drops of red staining the floor, indiscriminate spatters of crimson staining the hardwood in random scatters inside the doorway; she followed the trail as it led towards the kitchen, her mood quickly changing from one of quiet relief at arriving home to one of anger – or concern. If Victor had brought one of his victims back here, or if he’d been injured...

“Victor?” she ventured, calling out his name as she traced the route of those scarlet droplets towards the kitchen – and stopping in her tracks as she noted the familiar black shape silhouetted against the countertop. He was hunched over and had his back to her, his body shielded from view by the large coat which he always wore, and as she rounded the corner he glanced up to stare at her, a look of shock and surprise written on his face. “Victor, what the hell’s going on?”

“It’s nothin’, Wildcat, I just...”

Whatever was the matter, it was clear that he didn’t want her to know about it, at least not just yet. She couldn’t help but wonder just what was wrong, and the pang of concern which had been rising within her began to become something more of a panic as she noticed the slowly-spreading pool of red making its way across the countertop. Something was wrong, seriously wrong, and she wouldn’t let Victor’s stubborn male pride keep it from her. Setting her jaw, Nat marched across the floor towards the feral and firmly yanked his arm away from his side – only to be confronted with the fresh, sweet aroma of freshly-cut fruit.

“Strawberries?”

“Yeah, I was just… well, I…” Victor frowned as his brain engaged itself in a mental flail, caught in the act of trying to make a caring gesture without her finding out until the last minute. A mangled punnet of strawberries sat on the countertop in front of him, pulp and juice dripping from his claws. He’d been trying to chop them up using his nails, but it… hadn’t really worked. Sighing, he pierced one of the less-mutilated fruits with a single claw and held it out towards her, hoping she wouldn’t mind his failed attempts to create something for her to come home to.

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"Like y'even had t'ask."

He purred, easily scooping her up in his strong arms even as he began to make his way towards the bed, nuzzling at her and grinning at his 'prize'.

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Nat laughed softly, happily, as Victor carried her over to the bed. Long fingers ran through his hair.

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Much as it was tempting to just throw her down onto the bed and risk whatever wrath that would incur, Victor felt that somehow - due in no small part to the tender words they'd exchanged - the situation this time called for something a little more delicate. He lowered Nat onto the bed, placing her amongst the covers and pillows, grinning down at her as he clambered up onto the bed to join her.

Besides, he could always try that 'throw her down and see what happens next' some other time.

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Except, she wasn't feeling very wrathful at the moment. If anything, Nat was dealing with a healthy dose of lust, and it was all Victor's fault. As usual.

Hooking her thumbs into the sides of her panties, Nat slowly slid the skimpy underwear down her long legs before tossing that to the floor as well.

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There was a loud growl at the sight and scent of her sex, Victor purring as Nat revealed her most intimate of parts to him, another shiver of pleasure coursing through him at the knowledge that every inch of her flesh was all his - just as his body was hers in return. She'd barely finished throwing her panties to the floor before the feral threw himself at her, covering her with his broad, bare chest, pinning her to the bed.

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Just the sound of Victor's low growl had Nat aching with need. Her toes slid up the backs of his legs before she wrapped her own legs around his waist. Tilting her chin upwards, Nat lightly nibbled at Victor's neck.

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Loudly he moaned, closing his eyes and panting, his knees easily finding their way inbetween her own as she enveloped him with those deliciously long legs of hers. He reached down between them with one hand to guide his length towards her, pressing at the entrance to her body before thrusting forwards with a feral, bestial cry, the claws of his other hand pushing her shoulder down against the covers.

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Fingernails scraped and scratched at his back, encouraging him to take her, claim her. She was his, and she wasn't about to let him forget it.

Her hips bucked upwards impatiently, that first thrust fueling her need for more. Damn, he felt good. As always.

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The way she raked and scratched at his back only made him growl even more loudly, his back arching as he drove himself inside her, panting and gasping; he latched his claws onto her more firmly, bracing himself against her while he bucked and thrust, guttural, bestial snarls tearing their way from his throat.

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Tilting her head, Nat bared her neck to him. Not only was it her way of submitting to him, but she also loved the feel of Victor's teeth against her skin. She also craved the feeling of being claimed by him; the way he made her his with every thrust, every bite, every scratch.

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Nat's sign of submission was duly noted, and acted upon. Victor's response was instinctive as much as anything else, his sharp fangs closing about the bare flesh of her neck, his growls reverberating against her skin as the thrusts of his hips grew even more intense. He was already drawing close to his peak, thrashing and writhing against her, moaning his desire loudly and insistently while he rutted and coupled furiously with her.

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Dark hair tangled wildly on the pillows as Victor continued to thrust against her. Her hips bucked and rolled in time with his. All the while, wanton gasps and purring moans escaped her throat. And then it was too much.

"Victor!!"

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Her desperate, gasping cries finally pushed him over the edge, his body shuddering and tensing as his own orgasm claimed him. Moaning, growling, he pulled back to stare down at her while waves of passion crashed over him, his want and desire spending itself in the way he moved against her. He howled her name, wild and feral, slamming frantically inside her with every eager thrust.

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Intense pleasure stormed her senses until she couldn't think. The loft ceased to exist and the only thing that mattered was Victor. Wave after wave of desire crashed over her and her back arched nearly lifting her torso off the bed. Only Victor could make her climax this hard.

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Victor continued to thrash violently against Nat as he came, his body shuddering while his hips pounded furiously against her own, his claws digging into her, latching onto her and gaining purchase against her flesh. He cried out her name even as he finished and fell against her, a warm and satisfied glow spreading over him, a contented purr in his throat.

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Her legs slowly unwound from his waist and Nat slid her toes down past his knees and over his calves. Fingers scratched at the short hair just above Victor's neck as she nuzzled her cheek against his.

"What was that about fruit salad...?"