Warming up (Private)

They had said goodbye to Addison at the skating lake and hurried back to the towers, holding hands and smiling at each other like teenagers. Livia was sure that it was probably rude of them to rush off but she no longer cared what anyone else thought. Right now she only cared what Nic thought and how she felt for him. Those feelings for him had started out as a tiny seed of friendship for a clan mate but soon grew out of joy and affection not to mention attraction.

As they entered Nic's suite, Livia smiled up at him. "Do you think we could have another glass of that lovely wine? I would greatly enjoy a glass."

Her own conscious raised a metaphorical brow at that, wondering if she was looking for liquid courage to enjoy this feeling welling up in her. Happily she denied the charges and instead insisted that such a momentous occasion needed a toast. That niggling voice in her head was silenced at that so she could finally enjoy the moment fully. Removing her coat and various outdoor apparel she made her way to the couch, full of excitement and joy.

Nicholae 17 years ago
Her actions spoke loudly, so Nic continued with his oral exploration, and rolled Livia over onto her back. Following her movement had him leaning over her breasts, but moving his mouth lower. His hands never ceased in their strokings, and paved the way for his lips to trail after.

Nibbling across her soft stomach, his tongue delved into the indentation called a belly button. Nic knew why the naval was referred to as such, but had seen more belly holes than buttons in his life. It just led him to believe that over time the human body had evolved a bit differently than it must have been thousands of years ago.

Covering the expanse of skin that comprised her 'middle' Nic enjoyed her flavor, but also sought out any ticklish spots. Letting his tongue take over, he drug it up her sides, and then back and forth as he moved even lower, swirling it around before pressing more kisses upon her.

When he reached his goal, he parted her legs, and ran the backs of his hands up the insides of her thighs. Stopping when he reached the soft nest of curls, he teased it with his fingers, and gazed upwards to her face. He could smell her heat, and knew he had but to dip his tongue forward to taste the nectar he knew he'd find there.

His own sex was now straining again, so he stopped playing, and did as he imagined, placing the tip of his tongue at the top of her apex, drawing it downward, across the hidden bump that held many of her sexual nerves. Flattening his tongue he moved deeper, and was rewarded by both juices and contractions. Moaning in his own pleasure, Nic involuntarily thrust against the bed, and began mimicking the movement with his tongue.

Soon he was slurping noisily, but refused to stop until he could tell she was near her peak. Then, and only then, would he move upwards and replace his tongue with his cock. Holding her hips firmly, Nic went on, and on, using nearly every part of his mouth, nose, and chin to stimulate Livia to the point of no return.
Livia 17 years ago
Livia's eyes closed involuntarily as Nic rolled her onto her back and began exploring her body. Every touch of his hands and caress of his lips or tongue sent lightning strikes of sensation through her body. Each pull had her moaning and shuddering with desire. When his wicked fingers met her heated center and toyed with her flesh her eyes wrenched open to stare hotly at him. Seeing what must be desire on his face just moments before he kissed her in an incredibly intimate way made her cry out his name.

Feeling his tongue tracing her delicate folds left her shaking while her fingers dug into the sheet beneath her. Legs tensing and toes curled in ecstasy it only took a minute or two of his ministrations before she felt the wave of sensation wash over her, leaving her channel to contract forcefully around his talented tongue.

Somewhere she had lost control of her head and was once more blinded by her closed eyes. This did not stop her throat from whining out his name with inhumanly long breaths. As she shook from the pleasure he so selflessly gave her, she felt him slip just a little bit deeper into her heart.

One tiny rational part of her brain vowed to return this favor to Nic as soon as she could actually acknowledge the vow and move of course, right now all she could do was whimper and shake.
Nicholae 17 years ago
Her climax suited him, as did the way she moaned his name in its wake. Her internal compressions, and resulting shudders made him grin, seeing that besides their natural comfort with each other was an exciting sexual companionship he'd rarely, if ever found before. He briefly thanked the powers that were, for bringing the woman into his life, as he crawled up onto her body, bearing most of his weight on his forearms.

Kissing her, unmindful of the fact that his face, and lips were covered in her own fluids, Nic eased between her thighs, and slid into her with a short hiss. It was uncanny how each time he felt her close around him, it was as if they had once been one being, and were now reuniting again at long last.

He cussed, overcome with emotion, and unable to think of the pretty words he would have rather whispered to her. Spilling his cum after but two strokes, Nic's own lips formed around her name, and he carried it to her lips again.


"Livia! You have really bewitched me, woman! But I'm not complaining..." Chuckling, Nic raised his head above her's and smiled, shaking his head in mild disbelief. "Feel free to capture me in your spell, anytime."

Showering her face, and neck with soft kisses, Nic soon rolled off her, onto his side. However, not to be parted, he gathered her up in his arms, and pulled her close, pillowing her cheek on his chest.

"To prove a point...I don't usually have the ability to...well...resurrect so quickly."

And more laughter was engaged as he admitted something to her that he rarely admitted to anyone. Not that he held himself up to be some award winning stud, or anything, but Nic's shortcomings were the kinds of things he would just as soon ignore.
Livia 17 years ago
The rogue seemed to delight in drawing out her orgasm by his slipping into her body. She returned the hiss in kind as tremors started again, her inner muscles trying to pull him as deeply as possible. Livia could only moan appreciatively as he released his seed inside her. Feeling like an oversensitive bundle of nerves, twitching at the lightest touch she did not mind overmuch when he moved onto his back. Some aware part of her mind registered the kisses and words but her body could do no more than snuggle into them.

It was long minutes later before she responded in a satiated voice of a woman well pleased.

"I was sure you had captured me in your spell. Perhaps together we are just magic. Wonderful and wild."

His 'resurrection' comment made her giggle slightly.
"Resurrection is all part and parcel of the whole magic I am sure. Though I fear you just near killed me with your amazing touch."

Hopefully resurrection would work for her as it did for him, though in hours she hoped. Yawning she snuggled closer and slid one leg over his.

"You wont mind if I fall asleep will you, my wonderful Nicholae?"
Nicholae 17 years ago
Nic wouldn't sleep long, but he was ready to sleep as well.

Nuzzling his face into her hair, inhaling the scents of her, as well as the pungent odor of sex that seemed to fill the room, he mumbled his agreement. He wasn't sure if she understood, but he was so overcome with lethargy that he didn't pursue it. If she didn't understand, he was sure she'd inquire again.

Her leg across his was a nice touch, and the flat of his hand skimmed across her silken belly to rest on her hip. Small signs of possession? Probably, but more over just an action of comfort, and satisfaction in his mind.

The ticking of the clock on his nightstand was the only sound for minutes after. If either of them were breathing, they were doing so in a manner so quiet as to not be heard. He could feel the slow, faint beat of his heart, though...before he questioned whether it was his, or hers.

However, no further thoughts crossed his mind, before he fell into the deep sleep of the vampire, and began to dream.
Livia 17 years ago
Livia drifted into sleep quickly, wrapped around and by Nic's warm embrace. Since she slept so deeply she did not even move once asleep. Her dreams were of her late husband Robert, for some reason. Together they sat in their private solar, or garden room by today's standards. Before her he aged a little bit every minute but still retained his usual humor and spirit. When he looked about fifty the butler let a young man in without announcing him. It was Nic. As she watched Robert and Nic became friends and chatted about life. In a few hours Robert looked like he would pass any moment and she sat torn between the two.

While she dithered and wrung her hands, Robert turned his watery gaze to her and spoke quietly. "Dearest, you are as beautiful today as you were when I met you and while I have loved you with all my heart these years, you know you were not the only one to occupy it. Do not think I would be so selfish to limit your heart to boundaries I could never maintain." When she stood, tears running down her cheeks unchecked and kissed his paper thin wrinkled skin she heard his last breath.

Claiming a seat next to Nic's quiet form she remembered all the mistresses Robert had, some for companionship and some just to keep up appearances. Those women had not diminished his love for her in the least nor hers for him. The dream faded away with her snug and safe in Nic's arms as she was in reality. While she would not wake up for hours yet, her dreams were blissfully quiet.
Nicholae 17 years ago
Rarely remembering his dreams, when Nic woke it was solely with thoughts of the beautiful lady in his arms. Though he also rarely moved much when asleep, he was slightly surprised to find Livia didn't either. As far as he could tell they were both in the same position, and he smiled. To him it was evidence that Livia felt safe, and comfortable to remain so, and for Nic it was the same.

Doubting she would waken for some time, and not content to lie about while not asleep, or otherwise engaged, Nic gently slipped from the embrace, and slid away from the delicious form next to him. Tucking his pillow against her, and the covers snugly around them all, he found his pants and pulled them up over his legs. Zipping the zipper he left the buttons undone as he silently walked into his living room.

Soft yellow light flickered through the sides of the heavy drapery, just enough to alert him to the fact that daylight still hung around outside. The light was filtered considerably, so just the faintest glow clung to the wall where the drapes met there. There was no chance of any accident's occurring, the drapes were secured to the floor, and weren't moving; however, out of habit Nic steered clear and sat in the easy chair farthest from that side of the room.

Sprawled out, with hands steepled in front of his face, Nic's index fingers lightly tapped the front of his mouth as he contemplated the previous nights events. Not one for real deep thought, at least not most of the time, he considered things on a more basic level.

He enjoyed Livia...a great deal...more than any other woman he thought he'd ever met. Yet there was something in the back of his mind that wouldn't let him just accept that and go from there.

From what he'd seen of her, Livia wasn't the type of woman to be toyed with. And in that respect, he had no designs to do such a thing. Unfortunately, he just wasn't certain what it was that he wanted from her, and if he could give her back enough to make her happy. He continued thinking along those lines, until he thought he heard stirrings in the bedroom, and then went into the kitchen to make coffee.
Livia 17 years ago
Livia was not one to toss and turn in her sleep so awakening in the same position she recalled falling asleep was normal. Unfortunately she clutched a pillow to her instead of Nic's warm body. Relishing the scent that clung to the linens for a moment, she debated feeling shy this evening. Such intimacy seemed to wipe away her natural reservations but upon awakening she blushed. It took several long moments to talk herself out of such silly and useless feelings so she could get out of bed. By then the scent of coffee had registered which hurried her along.

In a few minutes she was clothed in her skirt and top with the bed as neatly made as possible without changing the sheets and since this was not her suite she did not want to impose. Combing her fingers through her sleep tousled curls she tried in vain to bring order to the mass but settled for the mussed look once it all lay somewhat down her back. She could delay longer while searching for a toothbrush but instead she lay aside her worries and exited the bedroom in search of Nic.
Nicholae 17 years ago
Though he had been called gallant, and chivalrous in his lifetime, and tried to be aware of the needs of others, Nic was still pretty much just an average guy. As such, it never occurred to him to think about Livia's needs upon waking, much beyond offering her a cup of coffee, and possibly some vampire nourishment.

It was his usual habit to shower, shave, and take care of other bathroom functions after he'd had his coffee. Things like making the bed were reserved for his housekeeping staff, that MARI had helped him secure, and who took care of keeping things nicely cleaned and arranged, without bothering him at all. In fact, there were times he had to wonder if there wasn't some digitalized manner that MARI herself had for taking care of things. Then again he'd run into some nice woman leaving, or arriving as he was doing the opposite of, and figured they must use some kind of surveillance of his place, allowing them to disturb him as little as possible.

In any event, when Livia came through his bedroom door, and he turned to see her, thoughts of her needing anything vanished. She came towards him only slightly mussed, and looking all the more ravishing than she had lying in his arms the night before. Unable to stop them, even if he'd wanted to, Nic's thoughts recaptured a couple highlights from their lovemaking, and a grin of genuine delight split his face.


"Good morning you ravishing wench." Standing immediately thereafter, Nic sauntered to stand before Livia, embracing her and kissing her neck. How quickly the woman could get his blood going wasn't terribly unusual, but the feeling of happiness at just having his arms around her was somewhat new to him.

Picking her up, with arms wrapped around her waist, Nic spun her around once, before finding her mouth with his, and bestowing a proper good morning upon her.


"I should like to tell you, this could become quite the habit, if allowed."

And though his smile didn't falter, his words had truly surprised him. As wonderful as their time had been, it hadn't occurred to him before that moment to see anything remotely permanent in the arrangement.

Now that he'd said it though, Nic was hit with a wave of fear. He hoped she would just blow off the comment, and not put any stock in it, and in waiting for her response he managed to keep his calm, and friendly facade from cracking.


"Hungry?" He even managed to think clearly enough to offer her food, but all the while he waited, and hoped he hadn't managed to completely screw up a good thing beginning there.
Livia 17 years ago
Livia blushed at his greeting but did not stop her forward momentum to his embrace. Once snuggled in his arms she felt those silly feelings begin to drain away. That was until he casually twirled her about and she had to tell herself this was fine in private as they were. His kiss had her smiling in no time which caused a sassy come back to his comment.

"But what a delightful habit it would be."

Fussing with her hair for a moment she contemplated food and decided with just a bit of thinking.
"I think a cup of that wonderful smelling coffee would be perfect."

She was feeling a bit unkempt and wished to clean up but at the same time had no desire to leave Nic's presence. After living alone for so long, it was almost a shock to have formed such a swift and tangible link to another person. Livia quickly tried to temper it with the knowledge that they had not exchanged any promises and the 'morning after' was hardly the appropriate time to discuss such things. Smiling at her lover she gave him the polite out should he wish it.

"That is, if you don't mind me here, being so mussed."
Nicholae 17 years ago
At some point thereafter, worries of what things he 'could' fear were replaced with the things he could instead enjoy. Nic's penchant for worrying about his life was something new to him since arriving in Nachton, and in that regard he now decided he was tired of it. Either things with Livia would work out, or they wouldn't, but now, while she was in his arms, was not the time to be thinking negatively.

Setting her back on her feet, Nic's fingers lightly encompassed Livia's wrists, and pulled them down from her hair.


"If I had my way, I'd see you like this always. With your hair slightly tossed about, your cheeks pink, your lips swollen, and your eyes, all dreamy like that. Jesus god but you're making me hard again!"

His hand slid down her back, and pressed her forward until she would be able to feel the truth in his statement.

"So, in case I didn't make myself clear...no, I don't mind you being...'so mussed'."

His throat had grown thick, much like the lower part of his anatomy, and the only thing he could think to do for it was to kiss her again.

Once he'd thoroughly assaulted her lips, tongue, and sweet mouth, Nic moved his mouth away, and rested his cheek to her's.

When he managed to get himself under control again, he reluctantly released her, and went to pour coffee. It would be all too easy to sweep her up in his arms, carry her to the bedroom, and repeat what they'd done earlier, but the meeting with the developer and builder couldn't wait...not if Nic wanted to get the changes to the resort reviewed and okayed. And now that additional responsibilities were presenting themselves for consideration, Nic wanted to make sure completion of the resort wasn't halted. If things with Livia progressed as quickly as they had been, he might be asking her to move to the resort, and live there too.

Though that idea was brand new to him, and slightly shocking, he was able to keep it to himself, and not let it unravel his current demeanor.


"I'm going to need to go out in an hour or so...but..."

Handing her the cup of steaming liquid, he approached her, and stood close.

"Any plans for later?"

If things at the resort were found to be going smoothly, he would invite her to see it soon. Tonight wouldn't be good though, seeing the present issue with the plumbing, and lighting needed tending to.
Livia 17 years ago
Nic's comments and advances were more then welcomed and Livia was lost in the magic of passion when he pulled back. Having his body flush against hers and his cheek so sweetly beside hers created conflicting feelings of desire and tenderness. Bold words had helped flame the fires that they had so recently extinguished, leaving her breathing quickly with a seductive smile on her face. It stayed there quite easily even when he went to get the coffee. Accepting the mug with a small pleased sound and murmur of a thank you, Livia boldly took a seat on the arm of the couch to sip her drink carefully.

"I actually have to finish setting up my loom for this large tapestry a very handsome gentleman ordered. But I should be free in about five hours or so. It depends on how hard he wants me to work."

Winking at Nic she smiled serenely behind the cup, wondering what was on his agenda for the day but fearing it was not her place to ask.
Nicholae 17 years ago
"Handsome, huh...should I be jealous?"

Nic tapped the tip of her nose, and stood in front of her, once she'd taken the arm of the couch.

"If he's got any sense at all, he'll tell you to take your time, and enjoy what you do. And he'll also consider you have a life beyond your work...and not wish to thoroughly exhaust you with his demands. If he does none of those things, just tell him you've got an important date later, and that your date can press nearly three hundred pounds...that might impress him sufficiently enough to cut you some slack."

Nic didn't even try to pretend he was serious. The night had started off so well that he doubted anything could spoil his mood. He still might have been slightly surprised to see the besotted look on his face though, had someone handed him a mirror just then.

"Shall I stop by your place say...around one? You can show me what you get a chance to complete, and maybe I can show you why I had to go out..."

And maybe they could end their evening as they had earlier.

Damn if Nic wasn't grinning even brighter now.
Livia 17 years ago
Naughty thoughts filled her head as he moved in front of her. It made her wonder if he even knew just what he did to her, half naked succulent male that he was. Livia tried valiantly to refrain from stroking her hands over that taunt male form, though she would have blushed mightily, the urge to lick the muscled abdomen in front of her was growing. Biting her lower lip and restraining a sigh she shifted slightly, trying to ignore the heat just those thoughts had generated and listen to his comments.

"I am sure any man would be rightfully intimidated, though I don't quite know what 'press three hundred pounds", means but I am suitably impressed nonetheless."

Thinking about the minor set up left, set up of the warp and weft and cleaning herself up helped focus her thoughts away from their dangerous path. With smile and nod she agreed to the time.

"One sounds perfect. Would you be interested in dinner? Something sent up by Mari's contacts if you don't mind?"
Nicholae 17 years ago
"Remind me to show you what it means to press weights sometime, it's much more effective showing you, than it would be telling you. And dinner sounds great, as long as you don't go to a lot of trouble."

Taking her hands, Nic caressed them.

"We need to save these for important tapestry weaving...we'll let MARI work her fingers to the bone taking care of dinner."

Reluctantly he let her hands drop, and checked his watch again.

"But, as much as I hate it, I really do need to get ready. Then again, the faster I get out of here, the quicker I'll be back."

Laughing, Nic wiggled his eyebrows at Livia, and turned back towards the bedroom.

"Please...take a shower if you want, towels are in the cupboard, and I believe I've even got a brand new bottle of some bath soap you might like...I'd offer to wash your back, but then I really would never get to my appointment on time."
Livia 17 years ago
Pressing weights meant nothing to her either so she simply nodded in agreement, perhaps a demonstration would clear things up. Plus more time with Nic could only be considered a good thing. Enjoying his warm hands surrounding hers while she briefly considered what to order for their dinner.

"That can be easily done."

She did not really want to go, but would never presume to put demands on his time. Instead she admitted to him the one problem she had with getting cleaned up here.


"It may be best for me just to go home and clean up. If I were to partake in your shower I would rather you there with me."

Those bold words slipped out with a warm flush of embarrassed boldness. Vainly she tried to make the comment seem better. Which of course only ended up sounding slightly less risque than the prior comment.

"I would not want to make you late."

Burying her face in her hands she shook her head slightly at the horrible impression she was probably giving him. She simply needed a sign "Wanton Hussy" hanging around her neck to complete it. Though he probably did not even need that indicator. Mentally she quickly gave herself a pep talk, standards today were a lot less strict and women were encouraged to equality. Still she was shy and reserved. Brushing her hair back she pondered how quickly she could gather up her clothing, as she was not wearing last nights undergarments, and race up the stairs.
Nicholae 17 years ago
The sound that tumbled from Nic's lips sounded a lot like a moan, a grumble, and a chuckle, all rolled together.

"You, my dear, do not play fair at all."

It was becoming increasingly difficult to think about leaving, or doing anything besides swooping up the ravishing creature before him, and hauling them both back to bed. Once the subject of showers had been opened up, too many visions of what 'could be' swam through Nic's brain.

"And somehow I get the feeling you really wouldn't mind if I was late...at all."

But in this instance Nic knew if he put off his meeting, it would cause a delay that would not only cost him more money, but valuable time as well. He could probably cut the meeting short, but he couldn't miss it.

As he stood before her, hands rubbing her upper arms, Nic did the next thing that came to mind. He twisted, bent forward, and did scoop Livia up in his arms, but instead of carrying her to the bedroom, he grabbed the cashmere throw that rested on the back of his sofa, rather unceremoniously tossed it over Livia's body, as well as he could with the little use he had of his hands, and kissed her.

As they kissed, Nic moved through his front door, and as if she were the lightest of feathers, carried Livia to her suite. Once there, he set her on her feet, moved the coverlet to wrap around her body more effectively, and smiled.


"I know I took a lot upon myself just now, but I hope you don't mind. I promise I'll be back, as quickly as humanly possible...and then some...but if I miss this meeting, I'm really going to regret it. It would be a bittersweet regret, but..."

He was sure she understood, yet he still felt the need to be as chivalrous as he could be. It occurred to Nic, then, that had Livia really needed him, he would have blown off the meeting without a second thought. Had he ever imagined passing on business for a woman before...under any reason? He couldn't think of a time.

This woman...there was something about her...

Kissing her rather abruptly, and slightly more firmly than he might have intended, Nic sighed. He knew if he remained any longer, he'd be done in.


"Thank you, Livia...for a wonderful night."

Caressing her cheek once more, he dropped his hand and turned away.

"I'll be back..." He half shouted over his shoulder, automatically using his stupid Schwarzenegger voice, and then broke into a sprint to take him back to his own suite. He had a lot of things to think about, Livia being the number one spot on his list, but he would have to wait, and devote time to that later.

Pulling his cell from his pants pocket, Nic dialed, and confirmed to the man on the other end of the line that he was on his way. From that moment on, he was all business.


(Nic out)
Livia 17 years ago
She had not really meant to be so forward, it had just somehow happened. Still the looks Nic was giving her melted any embarrassment or regret quickly. A sharp squeak emerged from her as he lifted her easily. The kiss had her world spinning. In reality it was apparently as she surfaced midway up the stairs being carried as if she weighed nothing. The quiet noise of joy from being in his arms and disappointment from knowing they had to part sounded loud to her ears in the stairwell.

Livia had to brace herself to stay upright when he finally did relinquish his grip upon her. Such a show of strength and stamina did some funny things to her insides. At his explanation she nodded, it was unfair of her to put demands upon his time, even just with temptation. The kiss shook her down to her toes and when he was out of sight she slowly slid to the ground, landing with a blanket muffled 'whoomp'.

Slowly she regained control of herself and stood. With a firm resolve she hustled about getting cleaned up. Once out of the shower and clad in a snug knit skirt that ended mid thigh and a 3/4 sleeve length scoop neck shirt, the former in burgundy and the later in black, she began work. Damp hair in a braid she finished the loom set up and began threading it. Ordering a lovely dinner for two from MARI, Livia was looking forward to another lovely evening.