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Past Futures (Part
1)
“Don’t worry, I’ve got that covered.” Marko grinned and reassured the Boys and
Cora that he was ready for daylight.
Today was the day.
The day that Marko died. And the
night that followed… Well, at least the
way Cora saw it. But the Boys had other
plans. Once Cora and Dwayne returned
from their… ahem, tryst, David wanted to start planning. Star and Laddie were sleeping, so there
wouldn’t be a problem. Just to be
careful, He dampened their hearing.
Temporarily. He would take no
chances with tonight’s plans.
However, when they came back, Dwayne and Cora were covered
in sand and blood, and smelled of sex.
Hot sex. Planning had to wait,
at least until the Mates bathed in the hot spring. The mingled scents of blood and sex were too much. None of them would have been able to
concentrate. Twenty minutes later, they
came back out of the tunnel, clean bodies, clean clothes, and smelling of soap,
but still with an undertone of sex.
But, it was much easier to work around, and the Boys were used to that
minimal level.
“I’ve no doubt that you do.
I just want to make sure there are absolutely no variables unaccounted
for.” David looked at Marko, silently
urging him to elaborate.
“Well, for starters, I’ve been practicing… wood’s pretty
easy to manipulate.” Cora arched a
brow. “I can blow the end off the stake
as they drive it in. Make it look like
it’s in me, but it’s not. You know,
like those head bands at Halloween that make it look like there’s a nail going
through your head… either that or I let them stake me, for real. It’s not like it’ll kill me. At least I think it won’t.” One of the weird quirks brought out by First
Gen blood was that it made them impervious to death by a stake though the
heart, and all of them had shared in Dwayne’s blood. The only thing that could kill them now was decapitation and
fire. Sunlight wouldn’t kill them
either, just give them a nice 3rd degree burn.
“And how, exactly do
you know this?” Cora leaned back,
eyeing her Mate as they lay in bed.
“Because I’ve been
staked. And so has David. But after we shared blood.” Her mouth dropped open as he skipped over
the details. “After that, we
experimented. Stuck a hand in the sun,
walked into a church, ate some garlic.”
He smiled down his chest at her.
“The only thing we didn’t test was fire and cutting off our heads.” Cora knew he didn’t have to test fire. He knew the outcome firsthand. “And
decapitation as a mortal blow… it’s only a theory at this point. It might only just slow us down a bit.”
“And I have these…
immunities also?”
“Yes. By drinking my blood, you have taken on my
abilities. But you more than anyone
else, since you’re the only one who has ever fed regularly, let alone strictly from my vein.” She hid her blush with a kiss to his chest.
“And what kills a
vampire that hasn’t fed from a First Gen?”
“Stake through the
heart. Doesn’t have to be wood, just so
the heart is destroyed. Sunlight. Fire.
Decapitation. Blood loss. Just about anything that would kill a human,
if the vampire couldn’t regenerate or heal himself. No diseases though.
They’re strictly a human thing.
Vampires aren’t by nature evil, or abominations. We’re not really a separate species. More of a mutation, really. Like the X-men. Just higher on the food chain.”
“Either way, I’ll be alright. And that goo you saw,” he pointed to Cora, “I cooked somethin’ up
that’ll work.” He grinned again. “It’s already back there.” The five of them picked their way to the
unused cavern.
“What’s that smell?
Ugh…” Cora had to cover her mouth and nose to block some of the stink.
“That, my dear, is my blood.” Marko raised his arm to present a barrel of…. something. Up on a high ledge, Marko had stashed his
‘blood’ in a barrel with some kind of pressurizer. “It’s rather low tech.
Just added a bit of power to the siphon.” He pointed to the nozzle on the end of the tubing.
“Is that where I’m gonna be hiding, up there, with that
foul… shit?” Cora was not happy and
didn’t mind letting everyone know. “How
the hell am I supposed to breathe up there?
I can’t very well hold you guys together if I can’t breathe… what is
that?” Her nose twitched, trying to
identify the scent. “Guano? You fuckin’ put bat shit in that… shit? Oh… you’re evil… that’s absolutely nefarious…
LOVE it… it’ll make ‘em think twice about coming back, that’s for sure. That’s rank enough to burn their nose hairs
off. Even if they’re human.”
“Yep…” Marko
preened. “That’s not the only surprise
ingredient. You know how you said it sparkles…
well, I went fishing the other night…”
“Oh… oh, no…” Cora put her hand over her mouth, mostly to
hide the smile that was creeping up.
“Yeah, man! Right
on!” Paul congratulated his brother’s
twisted thinking.
Fish scales. Marko sent it over the mental pathways, and
wagged his eyebrows.
**********
The mental motion alarm that they Boys set outside on the
stairs was tripped. Knowing they didn’t
have much time, the Boys, aided by Cora, jumped up to the broken water pipes,
hanging on before they flipped over.
“Okay, Boys. It’s
show time!” They had to hold back their
laughter as Paul did a somersault and hung on the pipe with his knees. David, Dwayne, and Marko followed suit, and
Dwayne manipulated their feet, or at least the image of their feet. Nodding to them, Cora threw her mind into
the mix, holding them steady as they let go with their knees. They suspended themselves ten feet off the
cavern floor, upside down.
“Okay, this is so not cool.” Paul voiced their collective opinion of their positions.
“Shush!” Cora
whispered as she listened to the Frogs, Michael and his brother enter and start
looking around the cave. She reached
out, making sure Dwayne’s other illusion was up and running. He had created a rock wall, covering the
tunnel that led to their rooms. As long
as no one touched it, the image would hold.
Still on the ground, Cora kissed Dwayne for luck, and jumped up to her
hiding place.
The Boys closed their eyes and assumed the ‘vampire pose’,
arms crossed over the chest, listening.
Waiting.
“I feel a draft. I
think there’s something up here... Flies and the undead go together like
bullets and guns…” Where do they get this shit? David
tried not to smirk at the ‘hunter’s’ misinformation.
“…What’s that smell?...
There’s nothin’ here guys, let’s go...”
And then they screamed. Okay, Boys.
Let’s do this! Cora gave a
tiny mental pep talk.
“…First come, first staked… Vampire humor? It wasn’t funny…” Yes it is, but the joke’s
on you…
And all hell broke loose.
As the Frog’s arm swung back, Cora turned the knob on the barrel,
letting the goo slide through the tubing that was hidden beneath Marko
clothes. He opened his eyes, just as
the stake was swinging toward him, and vamped out. Marko let out a scream/hiss as the stake went though him, or at
least that’s what the teenagers thought.
The racket he made covered up the sound of the wood splintering as Marko
blew the end of the stake off. As the
wood hit his chest, Marko simultaneously grabbed onto it, and switched the knob
on the end of the tubing in his hand, spraying the boys with the goo. Cora let Marko fall, and then David. Marko landed on his back, writhing and
screaming, in a puddle of the smelly, sparkly, sticky slime. David landed on his feet.
“You’re dead meat!”
Dwayne and Paul opened their eyes, fully vamped out, hissing and
yelling. David lunged after the boys as
they crawled back through the tunnel.
He grabbed Michaels’ brother and pulled him back a little, playing a
game of human tug-of-war. He yelped as
his gloved hand and arm were pulled into a stream of sunlight, let go, and
backed out of the tunnel. Even though
sunlight wouldn’t kill them, it still hurt like a bitch.
The Boys kept screaming until they felt the motion alarm go
off again. Once they were sure the
Frogs and company left, Dwayne and Paul flipped and landed on their feet. Marko was still on the ground, holding the
stake to his chest. Cora jumped down
into Dwayne’s arm, keeping her from landing in the slime on the floor.
“Marko, man, that was fuckin’ awesome, dude!” Paul reached down to pull Marko up to
stand. “They almost shit in their
pants!”
“Talk about shit in your pants…” Marko stood, looking down
at himself, at the mess. He shook his
hands in an effort to fling the slime off of him, only to have it spray the
others. He looked up at the rest of
them and grinned. That grin turned to
laughter, and the other four joined him, and started an all out slime war.
**********
The sun was low in the sky, setting in just over an
hour. The Boys and Cora still hadn’t
given into day sleep. No, they were all
too amped up, plus they had more plans to go over and finalize. Adrenaline pumped through their bodies,
giving them a natural high, giving them the edge they’d need to pull tonight’s
stunt off.
“But I want to help…”
Cora couldn’t keep the whine out of her voice. Want a little cheese with that wine? Dwayne teased her.
Shut up! Someone
obviously just wants to sleep tomorrow.
That’s okay, I can find mine elsewhere…She looked pointedly over the
three others.
You wound me… He put his hands to his chest, covering
the non-existent wound, and then got serious.
He straightened his posture, and faced her. His eyes clouded over, almost flickering yellow then blue. He was deadly serious. They would all be dead before you could
get near any of them… His fierce growl reverberated through her head. Startled her with his raw passion.
David, Paul and Marko stopped talking and watched the two
Mates, eyes going back and forth like they watched a tennis match. Interested in the play-by-play.
She recovered quickly.
Cora smirked at Dwayne and looked up at him through lowered lashes. Ooohh, I love it when you go all cave-man
on me. All possessive and shit. Makes me… hot… She looked him up and
down, sucked her lower lip between her teeth.
Her eyes flickered blue. …wet…
Dwayne’s nostrils flared.
Eyes flashed a brilliant blue.
He didn’t bother to hide it from the Boys this time. They knew they would have some explaining to
do, eventually. He dropped his head,
never taking his eyes from hers, and rushed her. Picking her up in the fireman’s carry and ran with blurring speed
to their room, not stopping until she was against the wall next to their bed.
“Hey… We only have an hour left here…” David called after them, annoyed. Paul and Marko just snickered.
“Be careful, Cora, playing to my jealousy. I never learned how to share. And I sure as hell am not going to start
with you.” He had her pinned, arms over
her head, both wrists caught in one of his hands. The other hand cupped her neck, thumb caressing her bottom
lip.
She sucked his thumb into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth,
biting, running her tongue over him. He
growled low in his throat and leaned heavily into her, letting her feel what
she did to him. She gasped in pleasure
around his thumb as she felt the thick ridge of his arousal against her
belly. Rolling her hips, she rubbed against
him, let his thumb slip out of her mouth with a wet pop. Lips separated, she panted, the tips of her
fangs just barely visible. Riveted by
the delicious sight of her mouth, he barely had time to register her
movement. One leg lifted to circle around
his hips, pulling him in closer, she undulated, her body a wave of contact pushing
into him, from thighs to hips to chest.
He took the opportunity to lift his own leg, wedging his knee against
the wall, putting pressure on her dampening, throbbing pussy. A shudder of pleasure washed over her as she
rocked against his thigh. Her head
dropped back, eyes fluttered shut and she released a small sound as he rocked
his hips against hers.
“Mmmmm…”
It was more of a sigh than a moan. But it had the same effect.
He tilted her face back down to him with his damp thumb and devoured her
mouth. There was more heat in that kiss
than a nuclear explosion, melting their bodies. Their hips rocked into each other, taking pleasure from it. They were both still fully clothed, but both
already so hot. He sucked on her bottom
lip and nicked her with his fangs. The
taste of her blood ramped them up even higher; with him grinding his pulsing
erection into her while she rode his leg.
She bit down on his tongue as her body arched, waves of
ecstasy cascading over her into him as she pushed herself down on him, grinding
for that extra pressure. He hissed, pulled from their kiss, leaned in and bit her neck through her Band, causing her to ride the wave even
higher, as he surged against, pumping his hips as his release took him over. He licked her wounds closed and rested his forehead against hers, his puffing
breath mixing with hers. Holy fuck,
woman! I haven’t come in my pants for
over three hundred years. She
chuckled.
I’ll take that as a compliment.
“It was meant as one.”
He let her arms go and they dropped to his shoulders. Both of his hands caressed her sides as they
both came back down to earth. He looked
into her blue eyes with his. “I meant
it though… I was extremely possessive as a man. Seven hundred years of being a vampire only amplified it.”
“I’m counting on it…”
She smiled and captured his mouth in a tender kiss.
**********
Cora walked back out to the main cave ten minutes later,
legs just a bit on the wobbly side. She
was met by two knowing grins and an annoyed frown.
“Less than ten minutes?
Holy shit! He got you to blow in
less than ten minutes?!?” Marko smacked
the back o f Paul’s head as Cora rolled her eyes.
“Don’t be such a dick, dick.”
“And what I do to my Mate and how ever long it may take is
none of your fuckin’ business!” Dwayne
followed Cora out, wearing different pants.
Paul tried to look apologetic, but when he noticed Dwayne’s wardrobe
change, he couldn’t hold back a laugh.
But, the warning on Dwayne’s face kept him from commenting.
“I assume we can get back to business now…” David was always
the party pooper.
“Yes, you may proceed.”
Cora knew how to push David’s buttons, and did it well. A wave of crimson washed over his face. Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself.
"Okay. Let's get down to business..."
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