Finally "home"

[Dane]

Yes, Dane imagined that would seem perfect to the hybrid, both sides of her world finally coming together. Though she must have known it would not be easy, even Lucia was not that naive. The hate between lycan and vampire was innate. Humanity would be in for a tough existence if it weren't. Even Dane, someone who considered himself enlightened could not stand the presence of a lycan. It would never work for along. Not unless the two races were kept completely separate, and the boundaries between their land made apparent. At the end none of it should matter. All he needed were the two races together at once. Ideally a ceremony in Lucia's honor celebrating her new role as Queen of the night, and the unification between the two races. He imagined all the influential and more importantly power lycans and vampires would be present, vying for a high ranking position in their new world. Dane nearly grinned at the thought. Everything was going according to plan, almost too smoothly, but he supposed that was due to his careful attention to detail. If things were going well it was because he assured they would. He felt a strange wholeness with that thought. Unsettling, but also pleasant. Was it satisfaction? If so it had arrived far too soon. There was still more to be done. Staying hungry was imperative.

"Oof" He was caught off guard by Lucia's sudden show of affection, but did not shy. He instead returned the embrace before she briefly pulled away, leaving his hand to linger by her side. "Now there's something I can drink to." The vampire flashed his teeth before sipping his drink. "I must admit, I was unsure of how you would react. To have you completely on board is a relief. Most would shy away from such a challenge, and in truth I would not blame them. It takes someone truly remarkable to challenge the status quo." Dane sipped from his glass again. His eyes never straying far from Lucia. "Considering your pedigree it should not come as a surprise."

[Lucia Drusa Severa]

Ever conscious of her posture and mannerisms, Lucia sat tall. She smiled modestly, barely containing her own fangs at Dane's compliment. Her eyes lit up; his statement made her feel proud to be a Hybrid, proud to be here, on the brink of revolutionizing the war.

"It's as you said: nothing easy is worth having." The girl could not contain her smile, now, as she sipped from her drink once more. Shifting her hips to sit more comfortably, Lucia reveled at Dane's touch, smiling wider as he let his hand stray by her side. "I know this will not be easy, but I am up for the challenge. This is worth it."

Swirling the last of the blood in her glass, Lucia finished her drink, reaching beyond Dane once more to place the wine glass on the side table. She lingered ever so slightly as she stretched passed the Vampire King, trying to savor each moment of closeness before the night was over. Yet she tried not to make the reach obvious. She knew there were things that needed to be done, and while time had passed her by, her internal clock could not say for certain just how early it had gotten; and she didn't care. There was nothing the Hybrid wanted more, right now, than to be here, close to Dane.

[Dane]

Dane returned Lucia's smile, personally amused at how quickly her mood had changed. One moment she grieved at the loss of her caretaker, and then the next she was beaming at the thought of a changed world. Was he a master manipulator or she simply that foolish. Since her rescue Dane had the hybrid eating out of his hand, but how much control did he truly have over her? He was never one to stray away from a challenge. Of course that was not his only motivation. He always planned to make his taunts toward Alena true. This was just another step to take her daughter away from her. And then of course he was a vile being. It was in his essence. Lucia was young, beautiful, and surprisingly innocent in some regards. He wanted to ruin that.

As she leaned across him, he sat up a little taller brushing his chest again her. Unlike Lucia, Dane was less than subtle. The vampire turned to face Lucia as she sat back down, staring intently into her eyes. "Lucia, you do not need be coy with me." She was too young to have mastered the arts of subtly or he simply too old to not notice."If there's anything you wish I'm here to serve without question." He rested his hand on her leg as he spoke. " You're to be Queen soon. Learn to assert yourself."

[Lucia Drusa Severa]

Lucia smiled innocently, as if she had no idea what Dane could mean, and it was true, her desire to be close to the Vampire had been innocent. At first. If she was being honest with herself, though, she had given much thought to her chances of getting to know Dane on a more intimate level. Those thoughts had been pure fantasy, though, she figured. In no way had the Hybrid actually thought the Vampire King would have any interest in her. She considered herself a beautiful young lady, and yet she doubted that she would be worthy of one such as Dane. Not only was he the most powerful Vampire in the world, but he was incredibly attractive on a physical level. Sure, he'd always been pleasant with her, but Lucia wondered how much of that was because her father had been King.

His gaze flustered the girl, and she looked away for a moment. The blood she'd been sipping on lent its color to her cheeks, and she blushed visibly. "I wasn't trying to--I mean..." The girl found herself stammering for the second time tonight, and stopped herself as Dane placed his hand on her thigh. Though, it was perhaps more accurate to say that her speech stopped as her brain shut off at Dane's touch and his willingness to serve.

The girl opened her mouth to say something, only to end up licking her lips and remaining quiet. She knew what she wanted; she just had no idea how to go about getting it, and it probably showed. The only people she'd ever been close to had been parental figures. Pablo was the only peer who seemed to take a liking to her, and while she'd always had a crush on Dane, she hadn't been able to act on it in seriousness in the past. This was the first time Lucia had been in such a position, and her words and thoughts failed her. All she knew was she wanted this. She wanted Dane's hand to rest elsewhere, and she wanted to be closer to him.

Gathering her courage and resolve, Lucia met the Vampire's gaze once more; goddamn he was handsome. She was smiling despite her nervousness. This was not the time to fluster and admit childhood crushes; should she say something or just...? Leaning forward, the Hybrid pressed her lips to Dane's, closing her eyes for her first kiss. Yes, her experience with kissing was summed up in this moment, therefore her skill at kissing was likely nonexistent. It took every ounce of will Lucia had not to pull away and insist she could get better. Instead, she tried to show assertiveness. The girl was impressionable, to say the least, and easily molded her technique to fit Dane's unspoken hints.

The Vampire's lips were soft, and still traced with the slightest hint of blood. Smiling at the taste, it became clear that trying to smile and kiss at the same time did not work. There was something incredibly sexy about tasting blood off Dane's lips though, and Lucia squirmed slightly. Unsure of what to do with her hands, the girl laced her fingers in the collar of the Vampire's shirt before relaxing and resting a hand on his chest.

[Dane]

Dane smirked, again amused at her befuddled stuttering. As before, he remained silent giving her the time to sort her jumbled thoughts. That said, once she ceased to speak he could see her mind was made. It was of little surprise, the hybrid was easy to read, her blushing cheeks had given away her feelings for him a long time before that night. Still there was some relief that her actions didn't estrange her. It would have been foolish to throw away a lifetime of work over something so trivial. Yet with that in mind he couldn't help himself. The night had gone so well that it would have been foolish to not test his luck. To him this wasn't about a single moment of gratification. If he wanted only that, there were any number of vampires that were willing to throw themselves at him. No, he wished to see how much Lucia truly trusted him, and of course to hurt Alena.

As she pressed her lips against his Dane squeezed at Lucia's thigh, his eyes closing alongside hers although mostly for show. He never expected much from Lucia. She was inexperienced clearly, and young, but it was for those very reasons that this was even possible. At least she was enthusiastic, and like him, the blood on her lips were worth savoring. It brought him no true satisfaction. Not that it mattered, it was not the taste of her lips he wanted. Part of Dane was tempted to toss her flat on her back, tear off her close and take her on the spot, and while she may have liked that, he reminded himself from Lucia's perspective this was for her. Dane slightly pulled away though still lingering closely and keeping his gaze locked on her. Grabbing her hand, he gently led it to the buttons on his shirt. He wondered. How far was she willing to go? Did she really intend to abandon herself to him. Smirking at the thought, he abruptly slid his hand underneath her dress and up her leg. He eyed her reaction before moving his lips to her throat. Caressing her smooth skin and teasingly dragging his fangs against her.

[Lucia Drusa Severa]

Over a decade ago, it was not an uncommon scene to catch a very young Lucia sprinting naked down the halls of her father's mansion with a handful of his minions chasing after her, holding out various articles of clothing they insisted she should be wearing. Raven had often laughed and said that she inherited her nudist tendencies from her mother. Yet that sentiment had always stayed with Lucia more heavily than a mere lighthearted comment. As the girl got older, and even after her father died, she remained very conscious of how he would like her to behave and dress. It's why she preferred wearing dresses over anything else, even during casual events. Although to this day she still preferred sleeping naked and going without undergarments. Some things would never change it seemed.

Right now, all of that was out of her mind. The only thoughts going through her head were of the moment. As Dane returned the kiss, Lucia blushed once more, excited and happy to have her feelings returned. When he pulled away, the Hybrid worried he'd changed his mind; but his proximity to her and the devious smirk on his face told her otherwise.

If her heart had a pulse, it would be racing heavily in her chest. Instead, her mind was racing as the Vampire took her hand and led it to the center of his shirt. The strap of her dress fell down her shoulder, but the girl couldn't be bothered to care about that at the moment. Hesitating for only the slightest moment, Lucia worked her way from the top button, down to the last, using both hands to free each one from its hold. The anticipation seemed to grow for the girl as she undid each button, and her breath hitched in quiet surprise as Dane slid his hand under her dress. Her fingers fumbled with the button she was working on. His touch tickled in a way she'd never experienced before, and as he moved his lips to her neck, she couldn't help but lean in to the sensation. She was very conscious of the fact that the only thing she'd thrown on after her shower was the dress, but this didn't phase her either. It seemed to be working out quite well for her, so far.

A thought entered her mind that she wasn't expecting: the very hand that was now sending pleasant chills across her body had destroyed countless Werewolves in the past, and likely any Vampire that got in his way. How many creatures had been slaughtered by this hand? How many Humans had been drawn to their death by the same mouth that currently teased her neck? While morbid, the thought made the whole situation that much more exciting. Dane could probably kill her at any moment, but instead he'd rescued her from her mother's tyranny, taken her back Home, trained and kept her safe and was now indulging her desires by showing her such affection. She trusted him completely.

Undoing the last button, Lucia claimed her prize, opening the Vampire's shirt to expose his chest. The soft, lingering touch of Dane's fangs on her throat, like tiny knives dancing just above her skin, not breaking the threshold killed every thought in the girl's head, encouraging her to act. She slid his shirt off, over his toned shoulders and placed her left hand on his bare chest. His skin felt smooth to the touch, yet it was evident that there was great muscle as she let her fingers trace lines over his firm body. Part of her wanted to drag her nails down his skin and force him onto her, but she felt conflicted. Was that how things were done? Was that how it should be? She didn't have much of a chance to wonder as Dane continued to drag his fangs across her neck and throat. Lucia brought her right hand up, resting it on the back of the Vampire's neck at the base of his skull, curling her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer.

Her desire startled her a bit. Never had she been this close to anyone, but Hell if it didn't feel right. She felt, with all her Being that she wanted this. It didn't even seem to matter anymore that she had no idea what to do, because right now she felt safe and comfortable enough to make it up as she went along. "I wish.... I want you." Her voice came out soft and intimate. Biting her lip for probably the first time in her life, Lucia let her left hand drift down over Dane's stomach, moving it toward his belt buckle.

[Dane]

Dane was beginning to relish the sensations coming from Lucia. The hand gently stroking her between the legs could feel a warmth grow within her. A warmth that his species craved so often, one of the last remnants of what it felt to be alive. There was nothing he wanted more than to be encompassed by it. His hand steadily increased in pace. All of his thoughts; his master plan, the battle with Alena, and the night that laid ahead of them all began to take a backseat to the moment. For the moment Lucia was all he wanted, and he'd be damned if he didn't deserve it. Not because of what he had done for her. To him it didn't matter, and was difficult to see any of it as kind or caring when he knew the end result and his intentions for her. Rather it was a reward for himself. All of his hard work and surviving the night. This slight reprieve he had earned.

His free hand gingerly explored the hybrid's body, from the curves of her hips, to her narrow waist; resting before sliding to her backside and squeezing roughly. Her shape was pleasing to him. He could feel his own desire for the hybrid begin to rise. That would bode well for the both of them. It assured that they both would enjoy their time together. Dane soon would show no restraint, not that he needed to. Lucia was the best of both worlds. She had the youth and freshness of a human without the fragility. She was just as resilient if not more so than the members of his race. In fact he had experienced it first hand during their sparring session. Nothing he could do now, in terms of pain could compare to when his intent was to hurt her.

Lucia's touch on his chest went almost unnoticed. Though he felt the cold of her hands, he was far too focused on his own prize. His lips still graced her skin, slowly trailing down. While he ran his hand up her back, to her shoulder, before sliding the strap free further exposing her. He was about to bring his lips to her bare skin, when Lucia wrapped a hand around his head and pulled him closer. His fangs applying more pressure nearly broke skin. Though tempted, he stopped himself from biting into her. It was not uncommon for vampires to share bites during intimate moments, but Lucia was not a vampire. He did not need to remind himself. The blood in her veins was fresh from feeding, but it was tainted with lycan. That alone would ruin the moment. Not to mention, he did not wish to experience the hybrid's own teeth. Now was not the time to find out the effects of her bite.

As she spoke he pulled away again. Those were the exact words he wanted to hear form her. Nodding Dane leaned forward to whisper in her ear, his voice low and husky. "There's nothing I'd like more than to have you." He continued to show Lucia affection while she undid his belt buckle. He buried his head into her chest, planting kisses across her skin. Her clothing though was proving bothersome and had to go. Finally prying his hand free from her legs, he wrapped his fingers into the back of her dress and gave it a strong tug, tearing it into two from the seams. Casually he tossed the remains to the side and sat back, his pupils dilating while he admired Lucia's figure and allowing to rid him of his clothing. Though he hid it well, his patience was running thin. Grabbing Lucia by the legs, he spread her wide and easily forced her on top of him. His hands, resting on her hips began to motion her up and down.

[Lucia Drusa Severa]

Hearing those words from Dane, low in her ear, almost an uncontrolled growl, made the girl melt visibly. Her body relaxed, and she tilted her head back slightly, exposing her throat. His touch was strange but incredible, like nothing she'd ever experienced before.

Suddenly free of the dress and exposed, Lucia felt unexpectedly vulnerable. Her initial instinct was to try to cover herself, but instead she found herself simply looking away from the Vampire's hungry gaze while he paused to stare at her. Except for the ever-fading wound beneath her navel where the Hunter had stabbed her with silver, Lucia's skin was pure; untouched by scars or blemishes of any sort. Having never tasted the light of the sun, the Hybrid's entire body was pale, smooth and supple. Though it was obvious to any Vampire that encountered her now that she was not quite like them, the only thing really suggesting life was the slight color to her cheeks and the warmth between her legs. The girl took after her father's genetic code far too much to be accepted by Werewolves, it seemed. Yet it felt clear, especially now, that she had a home among Vampires.

Lucia's eyes were quickly brought back over to Dane as he grabbed her suddenly. Crying out as the Vampire King forced himself into her, the girl reached out an arm to stabilize herself, resting it on his chest. She shuddered forward slightly, inadvertently leaning into him even more. Another sound escaped her throat at this new feeling, this time low and filled with pleasure rather than surprise. Long, auburn hair fell over her shoulders, tickling the Vampire's chest lightly as Lucia bowed her head forward. Subconsciously, she dug her fingernails into Dane's shoulder as he body got used to what was happening and shook off the initial discomfort.

Slowly, the Hybrid began to relax, relinquishing herself to the movements; his hands, her hips, their bodies. Realizing she was, in fact, driving her nails into Dane's skin, Lucia let up, running a hand through her hair, sweeping it back over her shoulder. Her body easily followed the suggestions of the Vampire's hands, and she sat back, shivering slightly as the sensation changed subtly once again.

This was the best Lucia had felt, ever. The feeling of tempting Fate again arose in her; the feeling of invulnerability. Right now, she felt she could take on the world; she felt confident enough to take on Victor and strong enough to confront her mother. Yet right now, none of those things mattered. All that mattered, the only thing that made absolute sense right now, was Dane's grip on her hips.

She found herself sinking into the warmth growing between them. It encompassed her whole body, making her fingers and toes tingly, sending goosebumps racing up her spine and scalp. It got to the point where it felt like the Vampire's hands, placed firmly on her hips, were the only thing keeping her planted here in reality. It felt like she was truly Feeling for the fist time; seeing through her body. Her crimson eyes seemed to glaze over with bliss, and she watched in admiration as Dane's body moved with hers.

There was something so perfect about this, she felt; something so fitting about Dane being the one to make her a woman. To her, it felt like she'd come Home. She had purpose. All of this washed over her as the Vampire drove into her and she couldn't help but moan once more.

[Dane]

Lucia's quick cry of pain did little to deter Dane, if anything it added more fuel to the fire as he found himself needing reminder to treat her well. For she served a purpose beyond carnal satisfaction. If he started at a blistering pace she would be more in more pain than pleasure. She was after all, at least before this moment a virgin. He could feel it, and though it was expected there was still some surprise. She was bountiful in youth and beauty, her appearance nearly a splitting image of Alena he could imagine some sick minded lycan taking her. If one could not have the queen then why not her daughter? Perhaps there weren't so many lycans like him, or maybe they simply feared her relation or were sickened by her vampire blood. Judgmental bastards, if she had grown up among the vampires this moment would have already come. Oh well, their loss was his gain.

The vampire king grunted soft as he felt her warmth flow over him in waves. He barely noticed Lucia digging her fingernails into his shoulders, compared to what he had experienced at Alena's hand the pain was obviously minimal. He had nearly not more than a few hours ago. Something that he would not soon forget. In fact as he watched the rise and fall of Lucia's body the thought was more present in his mind than it had been the entire night. It somehow made everything a little sweeter. To be near death, and now enjoying life's simplest pleasure. It alone was almost enough a reason to fight and keep living. To be at Alena's mercy and now to have Lucia, her flesh and blood at his. At that thought his fingers dug tighter into her flesh and began to drive Lucia down onto him quicker, he could feel his own warmth beginning to grow. It was a shame Lucia would not live to see this all through. He could use someone to keep him 'company' throughout the ages, someone naive, easily manipulated, and of course pleasing to the eye. Dane very much intended to put to use the time they'd share together.

Dane smirked as she released her nails from his skin, the ten tiny wounds healing almost immediately. "I'm going to make you pay for that." He said teasingly in a low, but pleasant voice as he thrust up to meet her. Looking into her eyes she seemed lost in a trance. There was little he could do to break it at this point. He was almost a little jealous of the sheer pleasure she was enjoying. He would push her to her limits, and soon enough join her in pure bliss. As she fell into a rhythm he began to bring her down onto him faster and faster, their bodies slapping together. Her moaning only seemed to encourage him further as his sole focus shifted to bringing this to an end.

[Lucia Drusa Severa]

Lucia's knees felt weak and her entire body seemed to flush and tingle. What was this emotion? She felt overwhelmed by the sensation crawling up from her core, and cried out again as Dane pulled her down harder. All at once she was filled with wave after wave of an indescribable heat that pulsed through her, making her limbs weak and rubbery. Yet she didn't feel weak; she felt happy, better than ever. It didn't register to the girl that what she was experiencing wasn't an emotion, but a physical sensation, a momentary state her body was in, because of the strength of the feeling and the way it consumed her thoughts. All she could do was Feel and arch into the Vampire's body.

Dane's voice entered into her awareness playfully and pleasantly, bringing her back to him slowly. She met his gaze, smiling with her eyes. Lucia was feeling far too intensely to be shy or act lady-like at the moment, and she grinned blissfully as his grip tightened around her hips. "How do you intend to do th-hat?" the Hybrid's voice hitched as Dane's pace quickened unexpectedly. Lucia found herself bringing a hand up to her mouth to stifle the scream in her throat, but it didn't do much to help. The noises that came out, she could not contain, nor did she really want to, and she shuddered visibly. The pace, the strength with which Dane held her was rough, almost too much for the girl's senses; but Hell if it didn't make her feel on top of the world. It felt like she was being consumed, filled with a fire she didn't want to see extinguished, but couldn't quite withhold, and she wondered if it would destroy her.

Her arms and hands flustered, as if looking for something to hold on to lest she lose herself to her senses completely and drift away. It all felt like so much, and it all just kept coming. She was elated and light; free to feel but not to think. Her body felt warmer, suddenly, than it ever had before; was she sweating? It didn't mean anything. Lucia found herself leaning into the motions more; it felt like she was on the brink of something.