The Truth Be Told

She jumped, looking from him to the wall in shock. "Maybe don't throw anything else. I like my limbs attached." Her smile had returned despite the sting in her shoulder. She could ignore the pain if it meant getting his head out of his ass. "What do I gain by lying to you? You already fired me and paid me more money than I've ever seen."

"Because of more fear. Prove it then." He mocked her words from earlier that day just to annoy her. "Oh wait, you can't, because you'd be dead."

"Don't be such a child Alaric. Because you know I would in a second if I knew you wouldn't beat yourself up over it. Never thought I'd see you pouting over a little blood."

"Shut the fuck. Matter of fact, go ahead. Killing you doesn't seem so bad now that I think about it." He barked out. "You don't know what it's like. But I can show you."

"Oh yeah? I'm not sure how you intend to do that, sulking in the dark." One arm crossed over the other.

"Don't test me. I'm not sulking. And I'm sure you feel the after effect of both my bites kicking in. The want to be bit again, the high, a feeling that makes you want to do anything just to feel it again."

Was that why she'd been steadily growing closer within reach without even realizing it? Ari was toeing the line. Her teeth clenched and she shook her head in denial. "Nope. Nothing. Don't know what you mean." She said between her teeth.

"Come here." He said to her, though an odd echo rang from this voice, milky and deep.

Her pupils had blown wide with that single hypnotic command, and she could feel herself moving to obey.

Once she was within reach, he pulled her down into his lap, staring her in the eye. His nose flared from the smell of her blood, and God was he struggling. "Do you want it to stop?"

Her tongue trailed across her lower lip, gazing into his eyes which seemed impossibly alluring. There were tones and shades she'd never noticed before from afar. Slowly she nodded, arms finding their way around his neck.

Those grey eyes were ringed with dancing flames and he moved closer to her where his mouth was inches from her own. "Would you even kiss me for it?" His voice was but a taunting purr in the darkness.

The sound of her heartbeat drummed in her ears playing along with each dip and rise in his tone. She was ensnared. He could have asked her for the world and somehow Ari would have made it happen. Her own voice fading into a breathy whisper. "Yes.."

A raspy chuckle and his mouth hovered over her ear, a warmth that sent tingles down her spine. "Mhm, and even let me fuck you too?" He asked soon after, fingertips dancing over her jawline.

A visible shudder ran through her and she couldn't trust herself to speak, afraid of what sounds might drown out any coherent words. Her eyes had closed against his sweet seduction but it did little to stop the scandalous images from flitting through her mind. She gave another curt nod.

"That," He allowed his mouth to brush along her earlobe and then her cheek. "That miss Ari, is barely comparable to how I feel. Just an inkling." Completely moving back, he bit down on his index finger and placed it to her lips. "That'll stop the effects of my saliva."

Ari couldn't quite shake the inexplicable desire she had for him until her full lips had wrapped around his index finger, tongue trailing across the spot of blood. When her senses finally returned her entire face turned red and she bit his finger before turning away hastily. "You're such an asshole!"

He took a sharp inhale when her lips wrapped around his finger, tongue trailing across its top before she bit down and he yanked it out her mouth. Reflexively, he pulled her closer. "Ouch, you didn't withouthave to-" and he realized how close they were her being high and dazed. Alaric remained there, silent for a moment as his gaze found her mouth then her eyes once more.

Without whatever high had entered her system, she thought it would be easier to pull away from him. But she realized how wrong she'd been with their bodies pressed so close together and again their faces inches apart. She noticed the flicker in his gaze. The earlier boldness had given way to a quiet hesitancy; not from fear or revulsion but territory either of them had yet to cross. Nervously she tugged at the hem of his shirt. Ari didn't want to be the first to break..whatever it was that was happening. "You weren't feeling what I was. Is fucking me really what you want?" A coy smile.

When he spoke she could feel his breath feather against her lips. "It was the point that you'd do anything necessary to get what you want. The real question is, would you had of just to feel my teeth in your neck again?" His brow raised, and ever so slowly did he tilt his head a little. He felt her fingers coil into his shirt nervously, but he hadn't moved from his position either.

"Have I ever lied to you?" She asked.

"You've never been high before." He quipped.

"That doesn't make it any less true." She shrugged casually.

"What are you saying, you wanted me to fuck you before ever feeling high from the bite?" Amusement lingered in his raspy voice.

Ari's eyes sparkled in the moonlight, leaning closer to rub her cheek against his. "Weren't you the one who had me on my knees the very first time we met? I should be asking you that."

A rumble echoed from the back of his throat as he said, "Mmm, and you want to remind me now when I can still smell your blood. Aren't you the masochist miss Ari?" He leaned forward, both his chained hands cupping the sides of her face so that she was looking directly at him. Alaric placed a slow kiss to her lips and moved back to look into her eyes again.

She had just begun to lean into the kiss when he'd pulled away, leaving a pout in its place. There was longing burning in her stomach that wouldn't be dated by a single kiss. "Don't kink shame me now when you're in chains."