Taking the Chance [Azrael]

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She stirred slightly with a quiet moan as she allowed her eyes to open slowly. "A-Azrael?"

[/color] She managed to choke out past parched lips. She tried not to focus on her snarling stomach as slender fingers lightly ran through his hair. "D-Did you..carry me the whole way?"[/color] She queried nearly inaudibly as her hands fell to his shoulders. She hiccuped and nibbles on her lower lip.

"Hey..Az..do you hide your eyes for a reason?"[/color] She craned her neck, trying to peer into his eyes. Trembling fingers lightly cupped his face. "I-I..um..let me pay you back the money you spent.."[/color] She murmured faintly, pressing her lips to his cheek with a faint smile. Rubbing her eyes, she attempted to slide out of his arms. It wasn't an easy task, considering her body felt more like a noodle.

Her head was spinning, and she about fell over. So maybe standing wasn't the best of ideas. She groaned again and nearly collapsed. Her vision blurred, and her stomach continued to snarl its protests. "Shower..nap..eat..nap.."[/color] She mumbled. Her eyes flickered closed, and she sighed quietly.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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If Pain Is Beauty, Then I Must Be Gorgeous...
'A-Azrael?'

I felt her move in my arms. Was that my signal to put her down? Or should I have let her climb out of them on her own? Her fingers traced through my stiff hair.

'D-Did you...carry me the whole way?'

I smirked at her hiccup. Her hand moved to my shoulder. My kohl lined eyes were hidden behind dyed black hair. I could see her through the straightened strands, but I knew she couldn't see my eyes in return.

'Hey...Az..do you hide your eyes for a reason?'

She gave a little effort to see past my hair to my eyes before her hands wrapped around my face. I was a little confused by the question. Maybe I was hiding...Maybe having my eyes hidden from view made me feel like people couldn't see me and they might just look past me.The warm touch of her fingers on my face felt amazing. A knot twisted tight in my stomach. I had no real reply for her...

"Eyes are the window to the soul..."

My voice was cold. That was the best answer I could come up with. If they couldn't see my eyes, they couldn't into my soul. No one could see the evil that lurked inside of me. If I scared myself, I could only imagine what I might make someone else feel...

'I-I...um...let me pay you back the money you spent..'

Her lips pressed against my skin and a fire burned behind my flesh. I hoped my hair covered enough of my face that nothing was revealed to her. I wondered silently if I actually reacted this way because I did in fact have a crush of sorts on her...or just because I hadn't had the interaction in quite some time... I hoped it was the first. I know that at first she had seemed rough, but now, I didn't really want to hurt her. I did have a conscience. I did feel bad about certain. Yes, I had killed humans. I had killed gifteds. That didn't mean I was completely heartless. My gift was the heartless one.

She was weak. I could only figure that as she crawled carefully from my arms. I watched her dazed look and grasped ahold of her arm before she tumbled to the floor.

'Shower..nap..eat..nap..'

I held onto her arm tightly. I refused to let her hit the floor. It wasn't like most places. You know? The floor's dirty, don't touch it..No...this place was clean all the way around. All white tiles lined everything until you got further back down the tunnels. Then they slowly moved to all black. A lot of the more vicious or loner gifteds lived back in that area. I looked her over before tugging on her arm a little.

"Shower's this way."

My voice was still emotionless, yet firm and cold. I led her back towards a seperate room. Still tiled in white. The structure was a 4'x4'x4'x4'x3', pentagon shaped room. The tiled walls were about seven foot tall, and did not connect to the ceiling. Five of these little rooms sat in this area for bathing. There were other little areas like this throughout the tunnels.

One wall was a distorted glass door so no one could see in. The edges trimmed in silver. After opening the door, you could step inside to view the four silver shower heads. One on each wall. Each one could be adjusted to any direction. The temperature control sitting just under the shower head on the wall to the left of the door.

"You can take care of the first thing on your list."

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Her brow furrowed momentarily, but she allowed him to drag her toward the shower. She was too tired to protest and for once, she was silent since meeting him. Tremulous hands shot out to grasp the handle as she gave it a weak tug, "I'll be fine.." She mumbled, stepping out of his grasp and into the shower. With a grumble, she sat down after the show had been turned on to the point of boiling. She simply sat there with the scalding water beating down at her clothed body.

Her eyes closed momentarily as she tilted her head back. Trembling fingers tore through her hair, tearing out several strands. Slowly she stood, placing her hands against the steaming tile. She stifled a noise of both pain and pleasure as the hot water thundered against her sore back. Her forehead pressed against the tile as a hand moved to grab a bottle of shampoo which she applied generously to her hair, scrubbing furiously until her scalp was raw. She allowed the water toTT do the rest by washing away the remaining suds. Mumbling, she curled up on the floor and drifted off to sleep with her stomach snarling in protest.

She was hungry and tired. Instead of eating, she'd fallen asleep under the hot water as it pounded down on her. Out for the count and desiring Azrael. It wasn't a sensation she was used to, but she didn't want it to go away either. Slowly she came to and sat up, forcing her body to stand. Slowly she stumbled from the shower and against him. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she tilted her head back slowly.

"M'hm..you should kiss me, Azrael.."

[/color] She mumbled quietly as her wet hair clung to her face, "..P-please?"[/color] She queried breathlessly. Her eyes shimmered with a quiet plea, but she spoke no more. Her eyes flickered briefly and tried to peer into his eyes. Her body stirred lightly against his.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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If Pain Is Beauty, Then I Must Be Gorgeous

'I'll be fine..'

I stared at her in question. Really? She thought she would be fine going in the shower alone. I sighed and shook my head. We would see how this would go. She pulled on the handle weakly and stepped inside. I crossed my arms and waited. I knew this wouldn't be good, but it was the first thing on her list. And maybe I just wanted to hear her say that she did in fact need help...

I heard the water on and was beginning to have second thoughts. Maybe she would be ok. But then again, maybe she wouldn't. Steam rose up over the walls that surrounded her. How hot did she have that water?? And then my keen ears heard a thud on the tiled floor. Had she fallen? Hit her head maybe? Maybe she was laying in there? Concussion? Bleeding?

In the time I was thinking about the situation, the door opened, and a dripping wet Mila stepped weakly out of the shower. She swayed momentarily before landing her body against mine. I stood. Frozen. I couldn't even wrap my arms around her...What was I supposed to do? She still had her clothes on...at least she had come out to me naked...

Her arms locked around my neck.

'M'hm..You should kiss me, Azrael....P-please?'

I stared down at her. A kiss would be nice. But did I want one just because I hadn't in so long...Or did I want one because I actually wanted one from her? My eyes locked on to her's, through my hair of course. She moved against me the tiniest bit. Her clothes soaked the front of me, but I refused to push her away. I didn't want to use her just to cuddle with. It was obvious that she liked me for some reason. Maybe it was only because I had saved her from Slaver's Post...Maybe she actually did like me...but then again, she barely even knew me...

I sighed and finally moved my arms to wrap around her waist, laying lightly against her hips. I just kept staring at her, a smile pulling at one corner of my mouth.

"What about your nap?"

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"M'hmmm..maybe I don't want a nap anymore.."

[/color] She ventured defiantly as a pout tugged at her lips. She shifted slightly, allowing her body to meld against his. "..'Sides how will I know if gonna' be here when I wake up?"[/color] She frowned for only a moment before nibbling playfully on his nose. Her fingers splayed slightly along the back of his neck, allowing them to rest partially on his neck. A brief pause before she began to speak again.

"Should I get my hair cut, Az?"[/color] She murmured, dropping her head onto his chest as her hair hid her face from view. "Honest opinion.."[/color] She mumbled. She nibbled on her lower lip, closing her eyes. She was antzy and the placement of his arms was giving her butterflies. A quiet sigh of content left her as she allowed herself to relax.

Her fingers moved to tease the back of his neck with light, flitting movements. Slowly, she allowed her head to tilt back so that she could gaze up at him. She remained silent for once since meeting him, unable to find words to speak. Her eyes closed momentarily as she nestled against him. A smile of her own was slow coming but once it started tugging at her face, the entire profile of her pale complexion lit up. A few thoughts drifted through her mind, but she was rather oblivious to them. She opted to listen to the rapidity of her heart hammering in her chest.[/center][/size]

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If Pain Is Beauty, Then I Must Be Gorgeous

'M'hmmm..maybe I don't want a nap anymore..'

I sighed. I knew she needed some sleep. She was exhausted while being at Slaver's Post. She was exhausted on the way here. And I knew she was exhausted right now. She shifted against me, and my stomach shifted in my abdomen...

'..'Sides how will I know if you're gonna' be here when I wake up?'

She bit ahold of my nose carefully. All I could do was smirk and stare down at her. I knew she didn't mean any harm. At least I know by this point that she didn't. I felt her fingers on my neck. Chills crawled across my skin.

'Should I get my hair cut, Az? Honest opinion..'

Her head fell against me again. Her fingers flitted across the back of my neck. I didn't know what to tell her. Right now, her hair was just wet. I didn't know what it would look like dry, and clean of course. Before I could answer her, she tilted her head back and looked up at me. Her smile was cute at least.

"I'm not going to take off while you're asleep. I live down here, why would I leave it because I willingly brought you down here? And your hair looks fine. Honest opinion.."

I tightened my grip on her just a tad and sat my chin on top of her head.

"But you should really think about that nap.."

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She bit her lower lip and curled against him, finding comfort in the solidity of his body. She pressed her ear lightly to his chest, humming softly. She didn't know what else to do. A soft yawn escaped her lips as her blond hair hid the pale features of her face from view. Blue eyes drifted closed as she drifted slowly in and out of awareness. She felt safe in his arms and enjoyed simply being in his presence. Her fidgeting digits went still as her arms dropped to wrap lightly around his chest.

Slowly, she lifted her head to press her cool cheek against his neck. She wasn't sure what she wanted anymore. Her eyes opened slowly as she mumbled something softly. "Food works good, too.." She teased softly, tilting her head back to peck his lips. Butterflies fluttered briefly as a faint blush colored her cheeks. She had to wonder if she was pressing her luck.

//Sorry it stinks..not feeling well and didn't want to keep it waiting any longer..x.x..\\

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If Pain Is Beauty, Then I Must Be Gorgeous

She laid against me so nicely that I was tempted to just ask her if she wanted to go to sleep and eat later. At the moment, I just kinda wanted to hold someone. I had missed the warmth preessed up against me from another person. I had missed having someone to hold on to while I slept.

She kept quiet, moving her head so that damp cheek pressed against my neck. My skin rose and seemed to shift and crawl at the touch.

'Food works good, too...'

Her voice was quiet and if she hadn't been up by my neck, I probably wouldn't have been able to hear her. I left my arms wrapped around her. She seemed to enjoy that, and I surely didn't mind. Like I said, I was missing the ability to hold on to someone without murdering them. I had done enough of that anyway. I tightened my arms around her. Maybe I should just ask if she wanted to go take her nap now. But I knew by her frail frame that she was probably on the verge of begging for food soon.

I stared down on her drying hair, lightening as it did so from brown to blonde under the white lights. My eyes shifted over the white tiles everywhere around us. I was almost surprised that another gifted hadn't come around us yet to see who the new girl was. But I was thankful they hadn't done so. Gave me more time to stand with her. I gave her a gentle hug around her waist before releasing. I opened my mouth to speak quietly.

"Food or sleep? Your call?"

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She giggled and reached up, pressing her lips gently against his. "Maybe both can wait..?" She queried quietly, reciprocating the hug. "Mhm..you're warm." She murmured, nibbling his cheek gently. "Are..you sure you want me down here with you?" She mumbled, playing with his hair.

Was it so bad to want him for herself? Probably not, but she didn't want to be greedy. "Do...you think we have souls?" She asked suddenly, biting her lip. Why had she brought it up like this? So suddenly? She sighed softly.

She brushed lightly against him, giggling quietly. Gentle movements allowed her to lightly grip his shirt while she pushed him playfully. "Az.." She hesitated. What should she ask him..or rather how? "Master.." She cooed teasingly.

Without thinking, she buried her face against his neck and sighed quietly. "What's the big deal about..um..that vulgar term the others keep talking about? I..don't get it." She mumbled against the skin of his neck, her blonde hair hiding her pale face from view. What did he think of her? Did he really think what he had said back at the post? And what was the emotion stirring within her that craved the male's touch?

// I'm backish. x3 Sorry for the late response. \\

[COYOTE]

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If pain is beauty, then I must be gorgeous...

She curled up to me again. A tingle ran down my spine. My grip tightened down on her only slightly. She kissed me lightly before speaking.

'Maybe both can wait...?'

I liked the suggestion so far. I almost wanted to make her skip on vital food to cuddle with me. I knew that was selfish, but I had done a lot for her already, right? I could be just a little selfish, right? I could be a little greedy, rigbt? I hoped so. And in a way, I didn't. What if I grew attached to her...


'Mhm...you're warm.'
She gently bit at my cheek.
'Umm...are you sure you want me down here with you?'
I looked down at her, a grin across my face.
'I thougbt we already talked about this. I brought you down here willingly.'

Her fingers tangled in my hair carefully through the stiff hair gel that held it in place. A surge of electricity ran past the demon in my brain and down my back. My skin twitched under the light touches of her fingertips.

'Do...you think we have souls?'

I didn't truly know how to answer the question. I had never really thought about it before. Maybe we didn't have souls...maybe we were just hollow beings that were set on this planet for exactly what we had been doing over the years, keeping humans company and making sure they had entertainment. But if that was the case, then why had a select few of us been given a soul to decide we wanted to be in the rebellion, or knew to run from the humans. My hand gently brushed down her hair, pausng on the back of her neck. A heavy sigh pulled from my lungs and up my throat.

'I'm sure we do, indeed, have souls, sweetheart. Some of them are just harder to find.'

I set my chin on top her head, almost lost I thought now. Maybe that's what that gnawing was in the back of my brain. Maybe it wsn't a demon after all. But I highly doubted it. Her grip tightened on my shirt and pushed my playfully.

'Az...Master...what's the big deal about...umm...that vulgar term the others keep using? I...don't get it.'

I was confused. What was she talking about? The term 'master' being vulgar? Maybe because it meant someone was putting themselves above you. We were human beings just like they were, right? We were just like them, right? But we were the ones with powers, right? We should have been above them, right? We should be the ones in control, right??

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She brushed her lips along his once again. The resulting thrill that washed through her started at the roots of her hair and continued on to the soles of her feet. She wasn't sure what the cause was, but she could guess that it was a feeling she wouldn't want to let go of anytime soon. As his hand pressed to the back of her neck while he stroked her hair, she shivered with delight. Was she being greedy if she wanted him for herself? There was a possibility, but she didn’t think so. His gentle caresses had aroused a portion of her that she didn’t even know she had.

Her fingers dug gently into his shoulders as she kissed him again. The only difference with this kiss is that it was more urgent than the last and begged for any type of attention that he could give to her. She still didn’t understand how such a person could invoke such a strong sensation in it, but she wasn’t about to let it go. Blonde hair hid her pallid face from view as she tried to get closer to him, if it were even remotely possible to do so. What was going on with her, and why didn’t she understand it? Maybe she simply wasn’t meant to understand it just yet. She clung to him for all that she was worth, refusing to let go.

Well, she would if he told her to, but she hoped that he didn’t. She felt warm in his embrace, despite the fact her clothing was drying rather slowly. Maybe he would have his way with her or show her what it was like to live on the wild side. One could only hope. She gazed up into his eyes as a small hint of a smile flickered over her taut lips, easing some of the strain that had been plaguing her expression. “Thank you, Az.” She breathed quietly, licking his lip playfully.

He was like a drug that she couldn’t stop taking, and she was more than addicted. She had to wonder if it was love in her heart or simply teenage hormones gone wild. Freaks like her had hormones, right? It was left to reason, considering she had been born relatively human then turned into a freak of nature by the normal standards. She sank against him and sighed softly. A part of her wanted him, a part of her feared him, and a part of her understood him. The only question was which side should she give into?

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If Pain Is Beauty, Then I Must Be Gorgeous

She pressed her lips to mine again. I pressed back lightly. My fingers tightened carefully on her hair. Her fingernails dug gently into my shoulder and my stomach twisted tightly in my skin. I almost growled in response. Her lips met mine again and urgently pressed against mine. And I urgently pressed back. She wanted it just as badly as I did. I pulled away and looked her over before tightening my hand a little more on her hair.

'Thank you, Az.'

Her soft voice reached my ears sweetly. Her tongue lashed out and caught my lip. I couldn't resist. My lips pressed against her's once more. My hand tightened roughly on her hair at the nap of her neck. I pulled back smoothly so my lips could reach her smooth skin just behind her ear. I placed a soft kiss on her flesh and released her. Maybe I had taken things too far. Maybe I was out of line. My black bangs laid over my face.The rest of my hair plastered in a spiked mess. I smoothed out the hair I had mussed up with my urgent grabbing.

My hands released her and took hold of her hands.

"Come with me?"

I tugged playfully on her hands.

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She laughed breathlessly, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pressed her lips to his once again. "Az..you have to know I'd go anywhere with you." She purred with a twinkle in her soft gaze. Maybe there was something wrong with her but if that was the case, she didn't want to be right. Well..at least, not yet..and if it continued this way, she wouldn't mind being bad the rest of her days if it meant being around Az. Unable to think properly for a moment or so, she kissed him gently but firmly. She was new to this, but she also wanted Az.

For her, it was truly a messed up situation. "And you could have joined me in the shower, considering I wouldn't have minded.." She mused, finally allowing him to tug along. Her stomach was twisted in knots and blond hair hid her pallid features from view. Maybe he would help her to see that not all things in life were truly horrible. Releasing a brief, giggling hiccup, she lowered one of her hands so that it could latch onto the back of his pants. It was another measure that helped her to stay steady.

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If Pain Is Beauty, Than I Must Be Gorgeous

She wrapped her arms around my neck. She seemed to like them that way. Her lips pressed against mine again...the problem was...did I want to abuse her that way? I was probably just going to end up leaving her afterwards. I wasn't one to stick around with a female for an extended amount of time now that I had lost her...

'Az...you have to know I'd go anywhere with you.'

Her voice slipped smoothly from her lips. I stared down at her. A crooked smirk crossed over my lips. I knew I wanted to, but did I want the after effects...or did I just want to move on and hope that she got the hint and moved on herself. I couldn't have that attachment. I couldn't have the feeling that I would fall with a deathwish for myself. I couldn't string myself to her just to strangle her with those same strings. Especially when I knew she would always be on my mind. I would never forget about her...

'And you could have joined me in the shower, considering I wouldn't have minded...'

I kept tugging on her hand. Trying to make my decision on the way to my little hideout hole. I couldn't do such a thing to her. I had saved her from the auctions...not for my own personal gain...but because she could have been useful in the rebellion...

I stopped tugging on her and turned to face her. I took both her hands and pulled her towards me. My eyes looking over her. A smile curled over my face before I decided against what I was about to say and let go of one of her hands, turning around and tugging on her again.

"I'm tired..."

I stated plainly. Maybe I could get away with her just falling asleep and I wouldn't have to feel bad later.

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She hesitated. It was fleeting, but something was visible in her gaze. The walls she had put up were shattered as she took her hand from his as if he had burned her. The look in her eyes was one of defeat, one of desperation and more important, one that seemed to reveal her inner plans. She had made up her mind. After all..why should she burden him any further than she already had? She jammed her hands into the pockets of her jeans.

"I-I..uhm..sorry.." She mumbled, yanking the liras that had been hidden within the depths of both of her pockets as she offered them to him, a small smile flickering over her taut lips. "Here's...uhh..for the trouble I caused.." She averted her gaze, pushing them into his hand. She had payed him back with interest as she toyed with her idea of returning to the life she had led before becoming a slave. Living on the streets, dodging past the people who wanted to enslave her while taking shelter in abandoned homes or warehouses. After all..her life had been filled with problem after problem with no end in sight.

This had been the first time she could have reversed it, gotten a better life, and even have the knowledge that others were fighting for their rights. How could she be amongst them when she had violated Az? Blonde hair hid her pale features from view as she thought of the best way to change her appearance without having the bar code revealed. She couldn't exactly cover it with blush and ignore the problem. Somebody would find out eventually, but she was willing to take that risk if it helped Az to sleep at night. After all..wasn't it custom to skip out after sexual relations when it was a fling? Well, she was doing it but without the fling.