All I Ask of You

All I Ask of You

AN: This is the only story I have written with this title and the original written by me.

Her skin was soft beneath my stone touch as I brushed my finger tips along the angle of her shoulder. She looked gently up to me from her perch at the edge of the bed, her eyes piercing mine. Always trying to read my thoughts through my eyes, but I was well practiced in the way of hiding my thoughts. I knew that the only time she could read my eyes was when I was vulnerable, often times it happened before hunting trips. Sometimes it happened when I was with her, something simple, just her presence could send me into a spiral of susceptibility. The last thing I needed was for her see through me, for me to expose the impulse and rage inside me, especially now when she had put so much trust in my self control.

It wasn't as simple as I had led on. Controlling the animalistic part of me was like taming a new wild beast every second, every moment knowing that the wild beast could snap and clamp its jaw around my throat… or hers.

There was no denying it anymore. I could finally have her, taste her inside me and let her become part of who I am, and what I will be. I can see all those images now, the old movies of Dracula seducing the beautiful women and then bringing them into his arms, drinking the life from them…

I shook my head, erasing the thought. That's not how it was going to be between us. I wouldn't let it be.

I left myself open for this. My insides sprawled across the bed. I knew getting this far would take more self control than I thought I had. Her body resting against mine, the gentle curls in her chocolate hair lightly brushing against my cold hand, it was like a test of the worst kind.

I was exposed, my mind was completely naked. I turned my face from her to hide the look in my eyes, a look she would see right through, now was not the time. I had to keep reminding myself. Pull it together. You need all the internal strength you have right now.

I peeled back the skinny strap of her satin dress, swallowing hard and training my eyes on my hands. She shook at my cold touch. No matter how use to it she thought she was, moments like this left her open to surges of hormones caused by physical contact, my icy contact. The strap fell to her arm as she slips her head sideways toward the opposite shoulder leaving her supple neck unprotected.

I thought for a moment that I couldn't handle this, I had to stop, but I caught the look on her face. A soft smile etched its way onto her lips; I couldn't disappoint her anymore. I was no longer going to hurt her in any way. I wouldn't let her out of my sight. At least there she would be safe. I lay a gentle kiss on her neck just below her earlobe. She shuddered under the unexpected contact. I smiled as I continued kissing my way across her chest to the other shoulder. She dipped her head backward, letting her hair fall behind her and onto the pillows. I reached the other shoulder just in time to watch the strap drop by itself. I left a kiss on the now bare shoulder. I inhaled quickly, her scent filling my nostrils and my hair felt as though it was standing on end. I shook off the blood scent, the rage inside me, taking a deep breath through my mouth, parting my lips slightly.

She tipped backwards, letting her body come to rest on the large, down pillows. Her eyes are closed, as I make my way back up her neck to her jaw. A smile still tugged at the corners of her mouth, her pink lips fought back a gasp for air. The exhilaration of the breath moved greedily through her system, her heart thudded in her chest… I could lose it now, and it would be over. I wouldn't have to be so gentle, I could… I could… My mind wandered, and I calmly collected myself while still nuzzling her earlobe. I promised. I had to make sure that I would fulfill my end of the bargain. She had said the two words I had been waiting for… for my entire life, and I, in return, would give her the last wish she had as a human, a living, breathing, blood pulsating being. The sound of blood pounded in my head, the tightening of my knuckles…

I could do this. I knew I could. And even if it didn't quite work out, the agreement was only for a "try." That's all she asked me, and it wasn't too much to ask for; just an attempt. I could stop at anytime, I thought I could… but I knew I couldn't. One hundred years was a long time to wait, even with a life such as mine.

My mind had wandered too much, and she had notice. Her eyes gently examined mine, searching for something. I smiled reassuringly and kissed her gently on the lips. Within a second, her hands were at the back of my head, ripping through my hair. Humans, I huffed. Her grasping hands were hard to control, and they were starting to cause my body to react inappropriately. Her warm lips were too much, her tongue angrily ripped away at my lips, begging them to open. I seceded, letting her tongue slip slightly between them, keeping them at bay from my teeth. I reached back to loosen her grip on my hair. She gave up with an unhappy pant, groaning angrily. But her eyes were still flashing hungrily for more… I didn't know how much more I could give without risking it. Taking it slow and one step at a time seemed smart to me, but absurd to her apparently. I couldn't let her impatience get to me tonight.