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Category:
S through Z › Van Helsing
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
5,712
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Van Helsing, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Insides
Chapter 4. This is the chapter that got me banned from FFnet which makes me laugh becuase compared to what I normally read and write this is sweet innocense. But that's ok, FFnet pisses me off anyway.
Disclaimer - don't own Van Helsing etc.
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The feeling of him was sweet. It was golden fire to my ice cold. He would bend to me, with me and I would feel him. Feel him every way possible even if it was sinful. He was my inspiration, my life, my golden angel and I was his shadow, his secret, the little devil that stole him away at the first glimpse of moonlight.
When he was in me I writhed, twisted and moaned, aching for more and forcing him deeper into me. His lips seared mine and scourged my skin, his tongue lapping up my scent, my taste. I loved it yet I was ashamed. To know a man like this was sin, but was I not the devil's son?
He knew and I knew him. He's felt me, he's "been in unto me" to paraphrase the Bible. I love it, I need it. He makes me need him, need all of him. His mind, his body, and his soul. All of it, inside and out.
Disclaimer - don't own Van Helsing etc.
- Insides -
The feeling of him was sweet. It was golden fire to my ice cold. He would bend to me, with me and I would feel him. Feel him every way possible even if it was sinful. He was my inspiration, my life, my golden angel and I was his shadow, his secret, the little devil that stole him away at the first glimpse of moonlight.
When he was in me I writhed, twisted and moaned, aching for more and forcing him deeper into me. His lips seared mine and scourged my skin, his tongue lapping up my scent, my taste. I loved it yet I was ashamed. To know a man like this was sin, but was I not the devil's son?
He knew and I knew him. He's felt me, he's "been in unto me" to paraphrase the Bible. I love it, I need it. He makes me need him, need all of him. His mind, his body, and his soul. All of it, inside and out.