Thread: Stars Shall Clash, Stars Shall Cross (MasterOfWhispers and Smilincutie)

Edwin stared over at the armor he placed right next to Rania's as he wrapped himself around the blanket chuckling slightly to himself as Rania went on about fate. Funny, if you told me that I was the reincarnation of the god of the moon and the founder and creator of our kingdom I would have said you were insane. Since I got drafted and conscripted to the army, all I had to focus on was to survive the day and help with raids. Managed to even get promoted to Captain despite my draft status. Good thing I did because some of the grunts in later operations were killed off by scores by some hot shot wizard from the sun kingdom. Probably would have joined them in eternal hell fire had I not been promoted. Well not like I had much going for me even before I got drafted. I was illegally sired by an elder vampire and when an inquisitor found out about my turning, My Sire was killed and I was left on the streets. Didn't really have anybody after that happened. Illegally sired vampires are basically the bottom rung of our society. Most forced to do cheap labor for a tiny pint of blood. He paused. The vampires eyes thoughtful Suppose getting drafted in the army was better then being a third class citizen. I did have a chance to move up after all. He yawned slightly and then feelings a greater weakness swept over him. He was sweating slightly and he was feeling unusually fatigued. He did not know why for a moment. Then, realization struck him. He had not fed since they set up camp. He was initially hoping to avoid feeding on Rania, perhaps hunt down animals to feed them, but a vampires magical power would not be fully restored by animals. He had used magic earlier to set up protective charms around their little camp but he had expended a lot of energy doing so. His knowledge of spell craft was weak due to the fact that he had focused on training in close range and arms rather then how to effienctl use energy to fuel spells. The end result He was weaker the before. As Rania finished the last of her meal, Edwin turned to her a little hesitant to ask her. She did say he could feed off of her, but it seemed rather rude. Of course Vampires in the kingdom were allowed to feed off of humans or other creatures with express permission and under certain circumstances, but Edwin felt a little bit odd asking this of the elf. He had no choice though. If you don't mind Rania, I'd like to feed off you now. I'll take little don't worry. I don't need much. He added quickly. Extending his fangs, his arm reached gently to his elf companion. Oddly enough, he was caressing her like a lover. His sire was his last lover who's life ended all but soon. With Rania though, it felt like he's been waiting a long time. Pulling her in a soft embrace, his fangs slipped own on to her soft and supple flesh. Her blood began flowing into him. He was drinking now. With other beings blood was just another form of sustenance for the young vampire. With this elf though. Drinking her blood awakened something him. Lust. He wanted to do more then drink her. Edwin wanted to throw her on the ground and impale himself into her elven womanhood. After he finished taking his fill, He pulled away from her trying to keep his expression neutral. Th- Thank you Rania, I think that's enough. Time to rest now I suppose. He then walked over to a spot and placed a certain amount of space between him and her, and made sure to cover himself in blankets. His eyes closed. Edwin did everything he could to force that state of slow rhythmic breathing finally fall asleep. However, as an hour passed. He just couldn't force it. He wanted Rania now, and slowly but surely. He found himself edging over closer to the elven girl. His hands graced over her brown hair, and instead of a bite, a simple set of kisses were planted on her neck. He knew he was being too forward, but he was losing control. He wanted her there and then. He wanted to be naked with her. He wanted to hear her moans and gasps. Feel her pleasures and passions. He could only hope she would share the same kind of want.