Standing in the middle of her living room, Ember put her hands on her hips and looked around. Of course, she hardly used her home as of late because she was always out or staying with King. But, she had more than enough room for the both of them and given the state of their last conversation she wanted him to live with her.
It was a huge step in terms of Ember and her generally closed little world.
He managed to break through her walls she had carefully constructed to keep everyone out. She was dangerous and couldn’t afford to have people close to her, but it happened and she was happy for it. Happier than she’d ever been, actually.
One of her balls of darkness she calls pets came bounding into the room and Ember braced herself so it wouldn’t knock her over like usual. It was nothing but fuzzy darkness and bright blue teeth. “Whoa!” Catching her balance, she ran her finger through what would pass as fur and it calmed down a bit.
“Now you guys have to behave, okay? Or I’ll stick you in with Dinky.” She knew that they got a little…overexcited at times and when they did, they liked to chew on things.
Shaking her head, she moved into the kitchen where she was actually cooking dinner, knowing she told King to come by whenever he could with his stuff. She offered to help, but he refused, so she figured she would surprise him with dinner.
It was one of the few homebody things she could do, even though she wasn’t required to eat normal food, she still did from time to time.
Right now, it helped with the nervousness.
For the first time in months King could call himself happy. The emotion was almost new to him when he recalled the conversation he and Ember had and for the first time he had been completely open with her and told him what he wanted in their future and she more than agreed. She had grown to become much more of a part of him than he’d ever expected or saw coming and he loved that.
With a small groan he put the last box of clothing into his Lincoln Town Car and slammed the trunk, looking over his shoulder at the house of his long gone wife he grimaced and shook his head “I’ll be seein’ ya around…”
He took a few steps to the drivers side door and got in before speeding away towards Ember’s home. She had told him to come whenever so he saw no need to call her and warn her.
She invited him to live with her and god damn it if he didn’t love the idea of living with the woman he loved. On the ride over, King’s excitement only grew with every passing minute. Multiple times he had to remind himself to stay focused on the road and not get lost in what ever daydreams he may have about himself and Ember.
Once he arrived at her house…their home he ran directly for the door, not caring to grab any boxes he may have left in the trunk of his car. His hand went to knock on the door before he had to calm himself down and gather his composure. Taking another breath, King knocked on the door softly before leaning into it a bit “Em? I’m home.” he breathed with a smile on his face.
Ember had no soul, not that she knew of. The Darkness had consumed it years ago when she gave herself over to it. Much better than fighting. Leaning up, she pressed her lips to his and smiled. Her fingers laced with his as she smirked. “It does, yes.” The smile faded around the edges. “Now, what you see…just. Don’t be scared of me, okay?” He was a vampire, but what she was was something completely different. “I won’t hurt you — I won’t let them hurt you.” Granted, her Darkness seemed to like him a bit, which was odd because the whole vampire thing.
Once they were outside, she could feel the Darkness shifting inside of her. “Okay, babies. It’s okay…” Exhaling through her mouth, she knew her eyes were already the glowing gold they became before she let them free.
Feed usssss… We tire of your GAMES HOST…
Of course, King wouldn’t be able to hear the voices, all he would hear is a demonic screetching that sounded much like metal grating on metal. Ember sighed and brushed her fingers through her hair. “Use the guns as a last resort if you can’t get your food to stop running. Guns attract attention we don’t need. If at all possible, I’ll find us a couple that will be easier to take down.”
King leaned against her for a moment in an attempt to comfort her. “I’m not gonna be afraid of you, no matter what you do. I trust you.” he said with a small nod and a squeeze of her shoulder.
When they reached the outside King noted her eyes beginning to glow and looked at them curiously. “I guess they’re supposed to do that, huh?…” he teased, a small smirk threatening to come across his lips. He watched her walking, she seemed…more aware of what was inside of her. King gingerly walked toward her when she heard her speaking to them. Arching a brow, he shook his head and smiled. Babies. Babies were cute. He let out a small chuckle before straightening his back out.
For a moment, King heard a distinct screeching noise and grimaced. “God damn it…they must be hungry…” he growled as he spotted a man walking. King’s first instinct was to chase after him, but Ember had told him to let her find the prey.
Nodding silently, King patted the guns underneath his jacket. This was what it felt like to go on these hunts…exhilarating.
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Unlike him, she didn’t like the sunlight. She wouldn’t die, of course, but she wouldn’t be able to do..anything in the sun. The Darkness hated it, which in turn made her shy away. “And yes, you are biased, but that’s okay.” She smiled.
“Yes. C’mon.” She let her Darkness wrap around his hand and her gun and knife appeared and she tucked them into the boots before she took his hand in hers. “This is going to be…difficult, I won’t lie. I’ve never shown anyone how to hunt before, let alone a vampire. But I figure it’s probably about the same. Ready?” She shrugged the jacket on and she went to head out the door.
King planted a small kiss on her lips and smiled. King grabbed the two guns she had given him and placed them in a holster he had taken from an abandoned camp. His excitement growing by the minute, he clenched his fists and bit his lip gently to keep quiet.
When her darkness wrapped around his hand he looked down at it. “As much as I loved what was wrapped around my hands earlier…” he started as she grabbed his hand and he intertwined their fingers “this feels better.” he let out a small chuckle. A small sigh escaped his lips as he prepared himself for whatever would happen tonight ”Never been more ready, baby.” The vampire thing had really boosted his confidence. Maybe it was the lack of a soul.
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Her head shook, “It doesn’t hurt. It’s the great thing about what I am…turns pain into something less…painful and something more enjoyable.” She was damn near indestructible.
He held her out from him and she chuckled. “And you are biased, but I’ll take it.” Her head canted some, “Since you’re like that, I should take you out hunting.” She could teach him some things depending on how long he was like this.
“Biased?…maybe.” he said with a smile. At the mention of being taken out on a hunt his expression brightened even more. He had been wanting to go with her on a hunt since she first said he could, but now, he could assist her.
“Take me out hunting?…” he whispered, the excitement growing on his face “Let’s go. I’m starving.” his eyes darted between her and the clock behind her. Although he wouldn’t burn in the daylight, he liked to go out at night just for the sake of being a classic vampire.
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“I’ve never wanted to eat someone so much…”
Tom Hardy can rap and Vin Diesel can sing…let’s get a few tracks together, huh, guys?
Letting out a sigh, she shook her head. “Follow me.” Taking his hand, she pushed off and sped into the trees. She’d teach him to deal with this. She knew King wasn’t a vampire before now, so whether he’d been turned via vampire or some other force, could be determined another time. Right now, she needed to make sure he didn’t hurt anyone. It would be on his conscience forever and guilt could cripple a vampire.
King found solace in the fact he wasn’t alone in his suffering and that someone else actually understood everything that he was going through. Gripping the woman’s hand, he unconsciously tightened his grip as he started to run in front of her. “C’mon Ash, you’re better than this” he mused with a small grin as he ran.
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She was a succubus - they were meant to make people feel that way, whether the opposing party noticed or not. Jennifer’s hands slowly raked along his skin, nails scratching lightly across the bumps and bruises, and arcs where muscle protruded and dipped down…”We could.” She mused, eyes now gazing directly into his. “After all, we’ve all of eternity to do everything we could ever want.” Jennifer pushed him off of her forcefully and switched spots with him - him on bottom and her on top. Licking her plump lips, she leaned foreword and ripped his shirt open right down the middle, only to tear it off and throw it to the side.
“All of eternity…” he repeated looking at the woman straddling him. When she ripped his shirt in half and tossed it to the side a small smirk appeared on his lips. She wanted to play this game. King grabbed the blouse she had been wearing and winked at her before ripping it in half and throwing it near his own shirt “Maybe you can sew that up sometime? We’ve got forever” he whispered as he unhooked her belt.
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