Incubus Dreams - October 27th

[anita_blake]

As Anita wakes up, she makes several realizations.

She is on the floor.

She is on the floor of her kitchen.

She is on the floor of her kitchen, naked.

Slowly, she looks around and sees Nathaniel on the floor at her side, his cheek resting on her thigh. Memory comes back to her, of the hungers, of the ardeur, of the fucking and feeding and memories. Anita eyes dart around, looking for Damian, because Damian was with them, and they land on his form, bathed in sunlight.

Like his pale skin had been dipped in honey, and Anita has the distant thought of how beautiful the vampire looked with his blood-red hair, warm skin, and relaxed features. But the most overwhelming thought was that Damian was bathed in sunlight! She scrambles over to him, grabbing Damian by the ankles, and pulls him out of the sunlight, but then he's awake, screaming, struggling, and Anita panics.

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[anita_blake]

And with their pleasuring crashing over her, Anita's back arches with Damian buried deep. She comes with a loud scream, but it just doesn't end there. It's as if one person's pleasure is shared, doubled, sent through the marks over and over -- Nathaniel, Anita, Damian, Richard, and Jean-Claude -- everything shared and sent back.

Until the three at the heart of it collapse on the bed in a sticky, panting heap.

[puppyeyedulfric.livejournal.com]

Richard is panting where he sits against the couch, his one working hand balled into a fist at his side as he comes down from all that pleasure. Amber ringed eyes watch the group while he tries to catch his breath. Much as he might want to, he can't deny that holy hell that was amazing to feel.

[masterofstlouis]

Jean-Claude tenses, clawing at the sheets, when the combined orgasms burn down the marks. He's quite glad at that moment that he hasn't fed; otherwise there would now be something of a mess to clean up. He sighs as the feeling flows out of him, satisfied that at least Damian is once more the picture of sanity.

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Yes, Damian is sane once more, and try though he might, he can't linger in the bliss of orgasm forever. Collapsed against Anita on the floor, with one arm still partially wound around one of Nathaniel's legs, he lets out a shaky laugh.

He is thankful that the glow lasts just a bit longer, enjoying every moment while it lasts because he is almost sure the fallout will be spectacular. He can feel the others in his mind -- Anita and Nat still thrumming with shared pleasure, Richard close, Jean-Claude lying in bed -- and while it frightens him in certain ways, he has never felt more secure in others.

[anita_blake]

Anita looks up at Damian, and realizes she can feel sorrow coming off him in waves. She's still emotionally plugged into him, much as he is, well, physically 'plugged into' her.

"Okay, everybody out of the pool," she says, nudging both Nathaniel and Damian away from her. She felt Nathaniel skip right past sorrow and into panic with those words, and she put a hand on his side reassuringly. "It's all right, Nathaniel. You didn't do anything wrong. We're all right."

[chartreuse_eyed]

Micah notes the broken door as he walks in, and that already has him a little concerned. The people naked on the floor are, unsurprisingly, not all that alarming, but certainly pique his curiosity.

Not that he's not completely fine with who's likely done who in this scenario he obviously missed, but the blood on the floor and walls makes him blink. "Are you all okay?"

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Untangling himself from Anita and Nathaniel takes a small effort. Slipping from Anita's body pulls a small sound from him that ends up somewhere between a soft groan and a sob that he doesn't want anyone to hear but can't swallow down. He had feared Anita would push him away in the end, and to have it happen is like a blade being driven into him.

Standing, he looks around the room for the first time, noticing all the blood and mayhem he has left in his wake. Memories are always a bit fuzzy when it comes to going, revenant. Seeing the evidence of his madness in the blood and wounds of all the others in the room sparks a deep shame in him that joins with the sorrow.

Pulling himself together emotionally as much as possible, he offers both Nathaniel and Anita a hand up. The need to be close to Nat and Anita is nearly overwhelming in spite of -- or perhaps because of -- his shame and sadness. He decides to let someone else speak for the group to answer Micah's question.

[anita_blake]

Anita moves to get up, and Damian's hand shoots out, offering to help. Usually, she'd just slap it away, but after what they'd just done, it seems... rude. She accepts his help, getting her feet, realizing it's not just politeness...

She craves his touch, the skin hunger overwhelming.

Anita pulls her hand from Damian's, turning her attention to Micah. "We'll all live," she tells him.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel slowly gets to his feet, wincing as his body aches in all sorts of places. He inches closer to Damian, needing to touch him, and slips his hand into Damian's. Fuck what Anita might say...

[chartreuse_eyed]

He takes them all in, the winces and flitting expressions of discomfort, and wonders if all of them were involved in the blood splashes that decorate the walls like an evil toddler's drawings.

Micah zeroes in on Damian, though, since the vampire being up at this hour is anathema to what he's used to. "Oh, good... I didn't realize you could be up so early, Damian."

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Nathaniel might take Damian's hand, but Damian all but clings to the wereleopard, slipping his other arm around Nat's waist and hoping that he won't be pushed away.

It's daytime, and while he has awoken early before, it has never been in an unsecured location. He keeps eyeing the pillar of sunlight coming from the broken front door like the beam will curve and devour him.

"It's been a long night," Damian says softly, the blood staining the pale skin from his lips down his chest a clear indication that he is the cause of all the damage. "Only my master's power allows me to be awake and... unharmed."

[anita_blake]

Anita shakes her head, suddenly very, very tired.

She's pretty sure she isn't the only one. Her eyes remain on Micah. "Have you been to bed yet?"

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel leans against Damian, happy to give Damian the support and contact the vampire needs.

He needs it too.

Feeling so many people in his head where no one was before is disorienting, and Nathaniel just clings as he's clung to.

[chartreuse_eyed]

Micah shakes his head, blinking once more and rubbing one eye, the other open and brilliantly green; he'd taken the sunglasses off already, tucking them into the front of his collar.

"The live-in girlfriend started in on the guy about his drinking when we got to his place. Didn't help much," he says.

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Damian isn't sure what Micah is talking about. Something having to do with the lycanthrope coalition, he assumes.

He backs farther away from the door, inching away from the light with Nathaniel still in his arms. He knows from the blood caking his friend that he did some harm, and he tests out the connection he feels to the wereleopard by sending a wordless apology. It might even trickle down to Richard, as he knows he hurt the Ulfric as well.

He hadn't meant to hurt anyone, but he knows he wasn't in his right mind.

[anita_blake]

Anita frowns.

"Did he shift?"

[chartreuse_eyed]

"No, but only just," he says, pushing a hand over his head. "He's not used to it at all, and it'd make me feel more confident about the whole situation if she tried to see how dangerous that could turn..." he sighs.

"But she just didn't get it."

[puppyeyedulfric.livejournal.com]

Richard had pushed himself into a standing position while everyone was talking to Micah. His eyes land on Damian briefly at the feel of that apology, a push of faint forgiveness for the damage back at him through the marks. It's almost completely sincere too.

Though Micah's words have his attention back to the leopard. "She doesn't want to."

[chartreuse_eyed]

Micah turns for the first time since he's entered to look at Richard, almost quizzically. "So you've met Patrick's girlfriend."

[puppyeyedulfric.livejournal.com]

Richard starts to shake his head but pauses mid-motion, wincing. You never realize what muscles control what until you damage them. "No. But I've seen it before. The human spouse that doesn't want to understand what they're married to." The word monster was on the tip of his tongue, but he actually refrains from saying it. He doesn't quite hold the faintest hint of bitterness in his tone though. He's had human girlfriends both before and after Anita.

[anita_blake]

Anita turns to look at Richard. She certainly doesn't recall ever making him feel like that. In fact, she's pretty damned sure he did a good job of berating himself as a monster all on his own. However, here and now was not the place for that discussion.

She looks back at Micah. "The coalition is offering support meetings for family members of lycanthropes. Didn't the wolves get them?"

[puppyeyedulfric.livejournal.com]

Richard's gaze flickers over to Anita. It was never her. Though if she asked, she might find half of where all his thinking he's a monster stems from. After hearing it so many times, you start to believe it. "Just because the meetings are there doesn't mean they want to attend them."

His gaze goes back to Micah, cradling his arm in the hopes that lifting it, supporting it will ease some of the pain. “This is my Patrick, Patrick Cook?"

[chartreuse_eyed]

"Yes," he says neutrally, not sure where Richard's going with that, if anywhere. "I've been with him all night."

[puppyeyedulfric.livejournal.com]

Richard's eyes settle on the floor a moment. He should be able to be there for his pack when they're in need of him. His gaze comes back up after a moment, his features not entirely happy though it's more at himself. "Thank you for looking after my wolf."

[chartreuse_eyed]

"Wolves are a part of the coalition," Micah says, as if that explained everything. "I'd do it for anyone's people."