The Blood Remembers
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S through Z › Underworld
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
11,361
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Underworld, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Vacation
FIC: The Blood Remembers
Author: Naley
Disc: Len Wiseman owns Underworld…not me. I make no profit from this story
AN: Now revised! :D
Sometimes he just wanted to kidnap Selene, so they could go somewhere preferably warm, and sunny and never have to kill anyone, or run, or hide, or do anything that they normally do. Maybe even get married and have some kids. Hell, he didn’t even know if Selene could have kids, let alone if he could. Or they could together. They needed to do what was right. But damnit, he needed a vacation.
“Michael, you must eat it.” Selene reminded him, as he turned the bag away from him. Walking over to her, he smiled before wrapping his arms around her.
“How about, you eat it… and then I can-” laving her pulse point with his tongue, he smiled at her shiver of pleasure. He liked messing with her. It was so fun. And easy. Rubbing his body a little bit closer, she glared at him, before leaning away from him.
“Was three times this morning not enough for you, darling?” she smiled rubbing her face against his. He pulled her closer again and shook his head.
“We. Need. A. Vacation. You need to- bask in the sunlight. With me. Naked, on a beach somewhere.” He knew that if things ever calmed down she would agree, but she simply rubbed his face again and left through the door. She still avoided going out into the sun.
After killing Markus, she made it their mission to rule with authority and fairness, to erase any doubts between the coven and clans that she was ruler. She was still very much a reserved vampire.
Who lived in mansion with werewolves.
Selene was his vampire. He could care less about his brethren. But, “wherever Selene goes, Michael goes”, and he followed her faithfully. She needed a confidant, and a mate. And he needed to keep the male population away from his mate. Being jealous was unbecoming, but he was getting better at controlling the growling. Several of the higher-ups had tried to get ‘closer’ to Selene, and some had died. Selene was getting better and her preemptive strikes, unfortunately so he had to deal with leering and hissing from the stupid vampires.
Heading back down to the lab, he resolved that he would plan the kidnapping for later.
**
Selene did not like the frou-frou associated with being coven leader. Not one bit. They had this massive ridiculous throne that they insisted she use in her office and other unnecessary things that they thought up now that Markus was dead. Michael got to play in his lab all day and study things and- well be a doctor, and she had meetings, and more meetings.
Boring. That beach idea was getting more and more appealing. Clans of werewolves were fighting. Self-proclaimed death dealers were killing their children. Chaos was everywhere. And she was getting antsy. She used to be a death dealer for a reason- the action. And sitting in an office all day was very draining.
“I am going to go to the training facility for a few hours. Samantha, you’re in charge.” Selene waived her hand in dismissal of her secretaries. Samantha nodded before heading back to her ‘office’ which was really a courtyard filled with office filing. Complaints, watch lists- if she were human she would have stress headaches. Or migraines, hell, she would probably have killed herself by now.
Walking down the basement steps, she found herself pinned to the wall.
“You smell good,” Michael whispered tilting her head and sniffing at her neck, “Really. Good. Like, fucking sunshine. I could smell you from the lab.”
Selene’s brow furrowed, before wrapping her legs around his waist and readjusting her position against the wall. He was acting particularly horny lately- not that she minded, but he was usually a little more reserved when it came to voyeuristic sex. Grinding slightly against his hardness, he growled low in his throat before he got a better grip on her and headed down the stairs to the training room.
“Out. Now.”
“Yes, Master.” The werewolves ran up the stairs and Selene nodded at the lone vampire, following after his lover. That might need further study. Derek was an excellent fighter, and if hybrids really were the new race-
“Duly noted,” Michael purred gently placing her on the mat and smiling. “Have I ever told you that I love the skirts?” Suddenly feeling underdressed in her skirt and blouse, she nodded. He unzipped the knee length piece of leather and she worked on trying to get her shirt off. Laughing, she kicked her skirt off and kissed him. She could feel him growl in his throat again and she flipped them over. Selene shimmied Michael’s pants down and threw them next to her skirt.
“I need you.” Michael said running a hand through her hair, before simultaneously flipping them over and thrusting into her. Her eyes flashed blue before he thrust all of the way in. He felt too good. Nothing should feel like this. Sheer pleasure. Wrapping her legs around his waist, her hips met with his and she could feel him losing control. Taking a quick glance at his face, she saw his wolf/vamp form trying to come out and she smiled. Scratching her nails down his back, he growled again and he completely changed above her, and came. She let her other visage appear before letting herself come and rolling them again so she was on top.
She looked into his golden eyes and knew that no one else could look at her like this. Fuck it, his skin was blue, and she still wanted to ride him so hard he broke. He was panting, and just by looking at her eyes, she could feel him getting hard again.
“Damnit, you’re gonna be the death of me,” he panted his mouth finding her neck. She urged his head closer and he eagerly bit into her neck. There was only thing better than the amazing sex- the blood sharing. The intense rush from feeding someone your life’s essence was, just- orgasmic. Feeling her orgasm approaching, she swore and then bit into Michael’s neck. He growled again and then rolled them both on their sides. Curling into him, she pulled her fangs out of his neck and tried to breathe. He wiped his sweaty brow, and couldn’t help the purr as he shifted back into his human form.
“Mine.”
**
“He is our king! A superior leader to all werewolves. He deserves to be worshipped! Not a ‘pet’ to the Leader of the vampires. Not that the queen has not been more than generous, we have no qualms against her. The races cannot be joined like this. Vampires and Lycans have been separated since the beginning of our existence. It should be no different now.
**
Sighing, he buttoned his vest and looked at himself in the mirror. The American coven was holding a ‘ball’ in their honor and he had to look particularly ‘smashing’ to quote Selene. She would not let him see her dress, and he vowed the thing would be in tatters by the end of the night anyway. Over the last few months she had gradually become more affectionate, and he was thoroughly enjoying it. Selene prided herself on being calm and reserved, but his brief brush with death spooked her. He was now free to wrap his arms around her whenever he so chose and he loved it.
Glancing around their room, he sat down on the weapons chest to tie his shoes. He was almost at a breakthrough in the regenitive properties of Selene’s blood. He should be thinking about molecules and blood cells, but all he could think of lately is taking Selene against the nearest wall- several times. ‘Whoa, Boy’
“Well, Mr. Corvin, do you like my dress?” Selene asked doing a little twirl. The green dress was of modest length, but the deep cut down the front flaunted her assets. His assets. Jade earrings accented an emerald nestled between her breasts. Self control, Michael. Now was not the time to change. This tux cost too much money. He smiled before taking her face in her hands and placing a kiss on her forehead.
“I love the dress, Selene.” He said nuzzling her forehead. Taking his hand away from her face, she grabbed it loosely before leading him out the door.
“Yes, Michael, we must go.” Selene said reading his thoughts. They were getting better at that, sharing emotions at least. ‘You’ve been quite ‘in the mood’ lately, haven’t you?’
He growled softly walking down the main staircase and giving her butt a quick pinch.
“Being human, werewolf and vampire is like taking an overdose of viagra.” He explained. How could she know what it was like? He could feel everything like a vampire, but it was intensified by the werewolf, and the raw love of sex that humans had. And he was not a prude in the least, but it was a lot easier to indulge Selene when they were so connected.
“Viagra?”
“It’s a sexual stimulant that humans use when they can’t make an erection.” Michael laughed at the absurdity of it. Vampires lived forever and he doubted that they ever had a problem with having sex. He knew he never would again. Selene’s amusement was in her eyes and he swore that if she could, she would blush. He opened the door for her, and nodded to the driver, before entering the car. The driver tipped his hat and he heard the door unlock. Selene nodded at him before entering the car.
Out of nowhere, three guys attacked Michael and the car drove off with Selene inside.
Author: Naley
Disc: Len Wiseman owns Underworld…not me. I make no profit from this story
AN: Now revised! :D
Sometimes he just wanted to kidnap Selene, so they could go somewhere preferably warm, and sunny and never have to kill anyone, or run, or hide, or do anything that they normally do. Maybe even get married and have some kids. Hell, he didn’t even know if Selene could have kids, let alone if he could. Or they could together. They needed to do what was right. But damnit, he needed a vacation.
“Michael, you must eat it.” Selene reminded him, as he turned the bag away from him. Walking over to her, he smiled before wrapping his arms around her.
“How about, you eat it… and then I can-” laving her pulse point with his tongue, he smiled at her shiver of pleasure. He liked messing with her. It was so fun. And easy. Rubbing his body a little bit closer, she glared at him, before leaning away from him.
“Was three times this morning not enough for you, darling?” she smiled rubbing her face against his. He pulled her closer again and shook his head.
“We. Need. A. Vacation. You need to- bask in the sunlight. With me. Naked, on a beach somewhere.” He knew that if things ever calmed down she would agree, but she simply rubbed his face again and left through the door. She still avoided going out into the sun.
After killing Markus, she made it their mission to rule with authority and fairness, to erase any doubts between the coven and clans that she was ruler. She was still very much a reserved vampire.
Who lived in mansion with werewolves.
Selene was his vampire. He could care less about his brethren. But, “wherever Selene goes, Michael goes”, and he followed her faithfully. She needed a confidant, and a mate. And he needed to keep the male population away from his mate. Being jealous was unbecoming, but he was getting better at controlling the growling. Several of the higher-ups had tried to get ‘closer’ to Selene, and some had died. Selene was getting better and her preemptive strikes, unfortunately so he had to deal with leering and hissing from the stupid vampires.
Heading back down to the lab, he resolved that he would plan the kidnapping for later.
**
Selene did not like the frou-frou associated with being coven leader. Not one bit. They had this massive ridiculous throne that they insisted she use in her office and other unnecessary things that they thought up now that Markus was dead. Michael got to play in his lab all day and study things and- well be a doctor, and she had meetings, and more meetings.
Boring. That beach idea was getting more and more appealing. Clans of werewolves were fighting. Self-proclaimed death dealers were killing their children. Chaos was everywhere. And she was getting antsy. She used to be a death dealer for a reason- the action. And sitting in an office all day was very draining.
“I am going to go to the training facility for a few hours. Samantha, you’re in charge.” Selene waived her hand in dismissal of her secretaries. Samantha nodded before heading back to her ‘office’ which was really a courtyard filled with office filing. Complaints, watch lists- if she were human she would have stress headaches. Or migraines, hell, she would probably have killed herself by now.
Walking down the basement steps, she found herself pinned to the wall.
“You smell good,” Michael whispered tilting her head and sniffing at her neck, “Really. Good. Like, fucking sunshine. I could smell you from the lab.”
Selene’s brow furrowed, before wrapping her legs around his waist and readjusting her position against the wall. He was acting particularly horny lately- not that she minded, but he was usually a little more reserved when it came to voyeuristic sex. Grinding slightly against his hardness, he growled low in his throat before he got a better grip on her and headed down the stairs to the training room.
“Out. Now.”
“Yes, Master.” The werewolves ran up the stairs and Selene nodded at the lone vampire, following after his lover. That might need further study. Derek was an excellent fighter, and if hybrids really were the new race-
“Duly noted,” Michael purred gently placing her on the mat and smiling. “Have I ever told you that I love the skirts?” Suddenly feeling underdressed in her skirt and blouse, she nodded. He unzipped the knee length piece of leather and she worked on trying to get her shirt off. Laughing, she kicked her skirt off and kissed him. She could feel him growl in his throat again and she flipped them over. Selene shimmied Michael’s pants down and threw them next to her skirt.
“I need you.” Michael said running a hand through her hair, before simultaneously flipping them over and thrusting into her. Her eyes flashed blue before he thrust all of the way in. He felt too good. Nothing should feel like this. Sheer pleasure. Wrapping her legs around his waist, her hips met with his and she could feel him losing control. Taking a quick glance at his face, she saw his wolf/vamp form trying to come out and she smiled. Scratching her nails down his back, he growled again and he completely changed above her, and came. She let her other visage appear before letting herself come and rolling them again so she was on top.
She looked into his golden eyes and knew that no one else could look at her like this. Fuck it, his skin was blue, and she still wanted to ride him so hard he broke. He was panting, and just by looking at her eyes, she could feel him getting hard again.
“Damnit, you’re gonna be the death of me,” he panted his mouth finding her neck. She urged his head closer and he eagerly bit into her neck. There was only thing better than the amazing sex- the blood sharing. The intense rush from feeding someone your life’s essence was, just- orgasmic. Feeling her orgasm approaching, she swore and then bit into Michael’s neck. He growled again and then rolled them both on their sides. Curling into him, she pulled her fangs out of his neck and tried to breathe. He wiped his sweaty brow, and couldn’t help the purr as he shifted back into his human form.
“Mine.”
**
“He is our king! A superior leader to all werewolves. He deserves to be worshipped! Not a ‘pet’ to the Leader of the vampires. Not that the queen has not been more than generous, we have no qualms against her. The races cannot be joined like this. Vampires and Lycans have been separated since the beginning of our existence. It should be no different now.
**
Sighing, he buttoned his vest and looked at himself in the mirror. The American coven was holding a ‘ball’ in their honor and he had to look particularly ‘smashing’ to quote Selene. She would not let him see her dress, and he vowed the thing would be in tatters by the end of the night anyway. Over the last few months she had gradually become more affectionate, and he was thoroughly enjoying it. Selene prided herself on being calm and reserved, but his brief brush with death spooked her. He was now free to wrap his arms around her whenever he so chose and he loved it.
Glancing around their room, he sat down on the weapons chest to tie his shoes. He was almost at a breakthrough in the regenitive properties of Selene’s blood. He should be thinking about molecules and blood cells, but all he could think of lately is taking Selene against the nearest wall- several times. ‘Whoa, Boy’
“Well, Mr. Corvin, do you like my dress?” Selene asked doing a little twirl. The green dress was of modest length, but the deep cut down the front flaunted her assets. His assets. Jade earrings accented an emerald nestled between her breasts. Self control, Michael. Now was not the time to change. This tux cost too much money. He smiled before taking her face in her hands and placing a kiss on her forehead.
“I love the dress, Selene.” He said nuzzling her forehead. Taking his hand away from her face, she grabbed it loosely before leading him out the door.
“Yes, Michael, we must go.” Selene said reading his thoughts. They were getting better at that, sharing emotions at least. ‘You’ve been quite ‘in the mood’ lately, haven’t you?’
He growled softly walking down the main staircase and giving her butt a quick pinch.
“Being human, werewolf and vampire is like taking an overdose of viagra.” He explained. How could she know what it was like? He could feel everything like a vampire, but it was intensified by the werewolf, and the raw love of sex that humans had. And he was not a prude in the least, but it was a lot easier to indulge Selene when they were so connected.
“Viagra?”
“It’s a sexual stimulant that humans use when they can’t make an erection.” Michael laughed at the absurdity of it. Vampires lived forever and he doubted that they ever had a problem with having sex. He knew he never would again. Selene’s amusement was in her eyes and he swore that if she could, she would blush. He opened the door for her, and nodded to the driver, before entering the car. The driver tipped his hat and he heard the door unlock. Selene nodded at him before entering the car.
Out of nowhere, three guys attacked Michael and the car drove off with Selene inside.