Artemisia

"Yeah... that's where I want to go next." Arie sighed and fell back onto her bed; her vision lingering on the spiraling textures of plaster on the ceiling. She continued to spin the small length of silk ribbon between her fingers, thinking of the past, present, and future all at once. All alone with her thoughts, what a bore. Arie rolled her eyes and grabbed her remote. She had an old little television that sat on a small dresser that she had painted a dark, rich red-violet. She switched on the TV and played an old slasher flick. The sounds of screams kind of soothed her. She laughed a little and shook her head, those were easier times, how awful of her to think so in these desperate times. The little kitten didn't seem to even notice anything as she curled up, completely content to be in Arie's lap.

Arie let the television keep her zoned out, until the hairs on the back of her neck stood up and the kitten started to whine. She quickly whipped her head towards the small closet in the far corner of her small room as the door started to open. Oh shit.

"Hey, how is my little delinquent doing?" A voice called as the large, white door to Arie's closet opened. She knew exactly who it was. She had forgotten an important appointment the previous night. She had gotten preoccupied by the special, grey kitten she had spotted. A looming figure started to form from out of a dark swirl of mist. The visions came along with a powerful scent of narcissus and myrrh that filled the small space to the point of nausea.

"Oh... Lord Aleister." Arie remained on her bed, but folded her body quickly into a bowing position with her chest pressed flat against her thighs. "I am so sorry that I missed my probation meeting, I got distracted." The kitten started to hiss at the figure, and Arie was quick to defensively pull the kitten into her arms that had just been outstretched over her legs, touching her toes. She sat up slowly, quietly shushing the kitten. "This is your master as well, baby." She whispered.

"At ease, soldier... it's alright. I haven't met this one yet." Arie relaxed a little bit, still averting her eyes as the kitten started to slowly stop with it's hissing and shaking. "She hasn't had her bonding ceremony yet, have you, Artemisia." The ancient one spoke softly, his voice still having a depth of darkness that even Arie couldn't believe. He was fairly ironically, a very kind prince of darkness; he ruled over this part of the world. Arie had to admit, he was very good at what he did. He was very involved in the lives of those under his command. It was only within the last few decades that he had started to keep watch over this Earthly domain along with his kingdom in the underworld. Arie could only imagine that it was due to the rumors of his one true love that wandered Earth frequently in this part of time and space. "What is she doing here with you? I'd imagine that you aren't out causing trouble again, are you Ariel?"

Arie bit her lip and shook her head. "No, sir... I was on my way to the meeting, and saw a strange girl with the kitten, but um I followed the girl's aura and retrieved her. I was going to return Artemisia to her family when night fell again." She said quickly, trying to explain herself as the kitten mewled and rubbed against her hand. She couldn't slip up again or they would take her back to the underworld. Arie didn't want that. With much relief, her master nodded and seemed to believe her without asking more.

"I was just checking up on you." Aleister nodded his head at her and made his way back to the door of the closet. "I'll see you around, Ariel." And just like that he was gone again. Ariel looked at the cat and sat down on her bed again with a long, exasperated sigh. Ever since she got out of that gang she had been under heavy surveillance.

Arie thought she would be able to relax, but only moments later she heard a pounding on her door. She stood up and went to the door hesitantly. Ariel opened the door and there she was. Lila stood in all of her glory, her arms crossed. She looked pissed. "I know you have my cat." She huffed. "I only came for her."

"Please, won't you stay... I wasn't trying to do any harm. I thought Artemisia was lost, so I took her home. I was going to bring her to you when the sky was dark again." Ariel tried to explain quickly, and Lila bit her lower lip. Ariel could tell she was debating it. "Please... we really need to talk, Lila." Her eyes looked heart-broken.

"You lied to me..."

"I did not lie. I just didn't want you to find out about my past." Ariel felt her lower lip tremble a little and forced herself not to cry as she looked at Lila. "I'm not proud of it... but I made a choice when I met you, Lila."

"You killed so many people." Lila whispered, "Vampire or not, we don't do that anymore."

"I was under the influence... I had no choice."

"You always have a choice." Lila said before she slowly made her way into the little, inconspicuous apartment.

"I know, I know... you are right, and that's why I'm making amends now."

"Maybe I can stay for some tea... Luke went out to a bar with that girl who had found Missy." Ariel didn't say anything, but lifted a brow slightly. She was shocked that Lila was accepting her invitation to spend time together. Ariel had been trying to give her space, and hopefully that was just what she needed. Despite everything, Ariel was still hopelessly in love with Lila.

Ariel put on a pot of tea and Lila sat down on a wooden chair in the room, her pale skin vibrating against all of the dark color in the room. Everything was silent for a while, Missy was cuddling up to Lila as Ariel poured them each tea. She remembered exactly how Lila liked hers to be.

"Here you are." Ariel handed the tea-cup to Lila. She added a vile of bat-blood into her own tea, and stirred it around daintily. The room was heavy and filled with tension for a while, but soon the two were talking again. Ariel tried to navigate the conversation into light topics. She asked about Lila's family, and asked when Missy was going to have her binding ceremony. The two women started to talk more and more, and soon they were talking like old times. The tension in the room broken.

Ariel found herself staring at Lila's lips longingly for more than a moment. Lila didn't let it go unnoticed either.

"Ariel... Even with everyone telling me not to be with you..." Lila bit her lip hard, so hard it almost bled. "You are my everything. I still love you more than the world. I don't care about your past, all I care about is you now."

Ariel thought she was going to faint at that. She didn't wait a moment longer before she was at Lila's side, their lips pressed hard against each other. "I missed you." Ariel whispered into Lila's hair as she wrapped her arms around her small waist.

Lila was the one who usually took charge in the bedroom when they were together, and that had not changed. She started to strip Ariel's shirt off, exposing her lacy black bra. The room was silent as the two started stripping the rest of their clothes off. Lila pressed Ariel's naked body against the table they had been sitting at. She told her to sit up on the table, and slowly made her way to her knees.

Ariel shook as she was in pure ecstasy. She felt Lila's lips against her thick thighs, and shuddered as the lips gently traced up her thighs and to the panties she still wore. Lila used her teeth to pull them down, and Ariel had never seen something so hot before. Ariel banged her palm against the wooden table as Lila's tongue slipped inside her. She closed her eyes and arched her back a Lila held her thighs open.

"Oh God!" Ariel cried out as she tried to shut her knees together. Lila kept them pried opened though, intent on making Ariel finish.

"Arie, look at me." Arie looked down at Lila, her eyes were brighter than ever. "I want you to cum." Lila's voice was dominant. The bedroom was the one place that Ariel felt comfortable being submissive. She swallowed and let her legs open more easily. Lila spread them and her face buried against the soft hair on Arie's pussy. It didn't take long for Ariel to climax. Usually she could hold out much longer, but on Lila's command she came harder than she ever had before.

Ariel panted as she lay on the table. Her body was burning against the cold wood. She eventually sat up and took Lila's hand, leading her to the bed.

It was Ariel's turn to please.