#optimisticskye

Jordan was going for a run one night, out of an old habit from when he was still human. As a vampire, he didn’t particularly need to exercise, but it was a habit he couldn’t bring himself to break; a last link to normalcy that he clung to. He wasn’t in a particularly friendly part of town, but because of that it tended to be quiet, and he usually wouldn’t be seen. Even so, he kept a hoodie on whenever he was out of his hideout, with the hood on.

When he heard something a short way away, he checked around for anyone looking, before quietly flying up to take a look.

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It was just a burning sensation and a bang, nothing more, but then Skye saw the bright red blood on Cat’s shirt. She blinked once, slowly, taking in the look of horror on Cat’s face.

“Cat - you’re bleeding?”

Except it was her blood that adorned Cat’s shirt, the burning sensation was the the bullet that had passed though her and the bang, though distance was unmistakably from a sniper rifle.

Cat felt the splatter of blood hit her before she recognised the sound as one of a gun. She didn’t have time to properly process what had happened before Skye spoke.

The shadows burst across the room, inky tendrils spreading and sliding over the floor, the walls and ceiling. Several long shards crept over to the sofa at the room's far side, caressing the cheeks of the woman asleep there and shrouding her in a black darker than that of the night around her. Her soft sleeping breaths the only sounds in this new blanket of vantablack shadow. The Goblin King gazed at her from his perch, as he had done for many nights now, and after looking his fill, took several steps towards her until he could have touched her with his own hand. Her breathing, still the only sound, changed. Clearly sensing a presence, he backed away, back into the inky depths of the corner.

Many hours passed, until the slightest hints of dawn arrived, weakening his tendrils until they were almost transparent, like any normal shadow. The woman stirred across the room and, just as she opened her eyes, he stepped back through the last remaining shadow to his castle where he would wait for night to fall again

optimistic-skye.

The heat was building inside her again, but looking at H’El she wasn’t sure he was enjoying himself as much as she was and that bothered her, probably more than it should, she wanted him to enjoy it, to enjoy himself, but he didn’t seem to be and she wasn’t sure what she could to make it any different.

When he squeezed her breasts of his own volition, she judged she didn’t have to keep her hands on his. But still he seemed in different by it all. She wasn’t sure a change of position would do anything. All she could hope was that he would come soon, then perhaps unless he threw her out, she could talk to him about it.

The heat building inside her, making her walls twitch around him however sent another wave of pleasure through her and she lost her train or thought, her rhythm quickening , her back arching and finding that he slipped in deeper, bringing a fresh moan to her lips. He might not come soon, but she would, she could feel it building to its peak as her toes curled.

He constantly was monitoring her, watching her heartbeat going higher and higher, her temperature getting hotter on top of it. There were quite a few things to keep in mind, also because he’d never done something like this before too, so he was mostly on spectator mode even though he was directly involved. 

There was fluid dripping from her, more than enough since he was easily sliding in and out of her sex, or rather she was sliding easily enough down his genitalia time and again. All of that excess lubrication was abundantly unnecessary. 

Then, H’El used his x-ray vision, he could see how deep he was inside her, from her recent movement, the tip of his cock had entered her womb, and if he was going to seed her, impregnate her, that was the perfect place and time to do it. Except... while he might be more in control of everything his body did, he couldn’t climax on command, even though he did try, all it seemed to to was flex the muscles and tendons concerning his member, making it throb and arc inside of her as she rode it. 

Skye was curled up on the couch by Cat, wrapped in each others arms, it was getting late and although Skye was usually up till the early hours, she found in Cat’s warm embrace, she was slowly drifting off. Cuddling in closer she pressed her lips against the other woman’s collarbone as a good night kiss, before sleep dragged her under.

Cat was completely content as she sat with a book in one hand and Skye curled up under her other arm. She wasn’t doing a very good job of actually reading though as she kept finding herself distracted by the feeling of Skye next to her, her breathing beginning to even out.

A small smile crossed her lips as Skye's lips brushed against her skin and she reached a hand back to flip the blanket from the back of the sofa over the sleeping woman’s body before going back to her book. After finishing the chapter a short while later, Cat put the book aside and leaned down to place a kiss on top of Skye’s head.

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