Eñemïeš Ãrê Nøt Mēañt Tø Bê Frīęndš (CrimsonMoon)

[Artēmïš]

"Are you simply here to mock me? Because I you are, you can leave!" She snapped looking up and meeting his eyes finally, her eyes like blades, nails digging into her palms.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Well, I was," he admits and smiles faintly, crouching in front of her," But now I find just watching you destroy yourself over this much more fun."

[Artēmïš]

She glared at him for a moment. He really was a twisted, sick man. She had an urge to throw up, cry, and scream all at the same time, but she managed to refrain from all of them. "I'd like for you to leave than," she said simply.

[CrimsonMoon]

Ardeshir smiles slowly,"... I refuse." He suddenly picks her up, cradling her to his chest like a child," Would you like to hear a story?"

[Artēmïš]

Raine made an indignant sound, what the h*ll was he doing? She wasn't his child or lover, or anything of the sort! She struggled against his hold on her but found that he was much to strong for her. "No!! Let me go you sick b*stard!" She was struggling to keep her voice down so that no one else heard her besides him.

[CrimsonMoon]

He smiles and sits down, leaning dangerously close to her face, his sharp eyes locking with her's," Are you sure?" His voice had become dangerously softly, the smiles that twisted his perfect lips seeming increasingly menacing

[Artēmïš]

She shrunk away from him, seeming to nestle further into his arms if only to escape from him. "Yes, Im sure," she answered, her voice shaking nervously.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Did you think you had a choice in the matter?" He cooes, sitting down on her bed with her still cradled in his arms,"... I was shattered once, long long ago... But I came back stronger... My name back then was different, less awe inspiring... You know who Marc Antony was, correct?" He stares straight into her eyes, his golden gaze transfixing her almost into paralysis

[Artēmïš]

Her eyes opened to the size of moons as he sat on the bed. But than she realized he was simply sitting, nothing else; at least for now. Her entire body was trembling, his touch making her want to tear off her skin. She refused to look at his face, she tried to block out his words, as definately would not humor him in his story. She knew who Marc Antony was, but she didn't want to talk to this demon.

[CrimsonMoon]

" You remind me of Cleopatra... That's the morale of this story," he leans over her, golden eyes flickering with omnious determination,"... So don't be suprised when I do this-" he smirks and his large hand cradles her neck as he suddenly kisses her deeply

[Artēmïš]

She tred to shrink farther away from him as he leaned over her. She gasped when he touched his lips to hers. She struggled, helimbs thrashing in protest against him, his hand kept her from pulling away from his kiss.

[CrimsonMoon]

He allows her to struggle in vain for an excruciating long time, nipping her bottom lip lightly as he pulls away, gazing at her with an amused yet affection smirk,"... Are you do?"

[Artēmïš]

She raised her hands and broke got it cracking across his cheek, snarling with anger, she managed to escape from his vide like grip and stumbled away from him. se was shaking, unable to form words.

[CrimsonMoon]

The demon just laughs and turns away, the light flickeringg,"... I'll see you later then, little fly, you're stick in my web now..." The light pop and the room is plunged into darkness... There was a sharp nip on her neck, the feeling of a bead of blood welling up on her skin followed by a cackle and a small woosh.... The room fell silent...

[Artēmïš]

Raine clasped re hands over her mouth and fell to the ground sobbing. She clapped a hand to her neck and saw the blood on it. How had it come to this? A demon chasing after her, kissing her, what had she done?

[CrimsonMoon]

(Time skip? And you know... We could just make your stolkholme thread this one! It'd be easy :3)

[Artēmïš]

(Sure to where? Haha and yeah I had just wanted another thread! Haha an I like RPing with you a lot haha)

[CrimsonMoon]

(Lets incorperate it here, then we can make another whole new thread n plot ^w^ *huggles* i'm glad you enjoy it!)

-T I M E . S K I P . J U T S U-

Late that night, when she had fallen asleep, strong arms gently wrapped around her, keeping her swaddled in her blankets... It had to be a dream, the warmth of the arms, the lips touching her briefly, tenderly... Then the coolness of winter air...

" Come with me, love... My little Queen..."

[Artēmïš]

(Ok!! *huggles back*)

Raine signed in her sleep and rolled over so that she was facing him. She buried her head in his chest, muttering softly in her sleep. In her dream she was in the arms of a strong, handsome man. She smiled to herself, his warm arms were a comfort to her. If only she knew who it was...

[CrimsonMoon]

The cool air slowly worsened in its intensity but at last, a soft blast of warmth washed over her entire body and once again she was laid down on a soft bed... It seemed softer then those at the labratory, the strong arms wrapped securely around her waist, a nose burying itself into her hair and a low sigh stirring her skin...