Date: Sat, 08 Jan 2000 23:34:50 -0600 From: CLone Star Software Subject: Leapin' Lizard! (1/2) From: CLone Star Software Just a little piece of fluff that resulted from a slightly warpped convo on IRC. The blame, er I mean credit (yeah, that's it credit) for the premise of this story goes to #N&NNuts member Knightowl. WARNINGS: Explicit Sex (M/F) (Nick/Natalie) ARCHIVE PERMISSION: Permission to archive to Mel's FKFanfic Archive, the FKFTP site, Mortal Love Archive, Dark Nick & Nat Archives, and JADFE Archive IS GRANTED. All others must ask permission. DISCLAIMERS: The Forever Knight characters belong to Columbia Tri/Star. No copyright infringement is intended. Leapin' Lizard!(1/2) By Nightlady (c) 2000 Nick looked up from the book he was reading as the sound of the lift's motor reached his ears. He was expecting Nat this evening, but he didn't hear her heartbeat. He raised an eyebrow as he sensed LaCroix's presence. It was unusual for the elder vampire to bother with such mundane things as lifts. Nick's expression grew bemused as the lift halted but the door remained closed. "Nicholas, I require your assistance." LaCroix's voice, only slightly muffled, reached Nick's ears. Crossing to the lift Nick opened the door. The sight that greeted him nearly caused him to burst out laughing. "What's the matter, LaCroix? Did your laundry service go out of business?" Nick asked smirking. LaCroix pushed past Nick, his arms laden with what looked like a large comforter. "In case you hadn't noticed, it is the middle of winter and we are in a cold climate." LaCroix said as he headed toward the dining room table. Reaching it he stopped and looked back over his shoulder. "Nicholas, are you going to clear a space for me to sit this down, or should I do it myself?" He asked. Nick knew that LaCroix would likely just sweep any object he felt to be in his way onto the floor, regardless of what that object was. Nick quickly cleared a space on the table. LaCroix carefully sat whatever was under the comforter on the table. "I find that I must be absent from Toronto for a period of several weeks," LaCroix said as he began to unwrap the comforter. "Ah, you've tolerated this quite nicely haven't you?" He said looking into what appeared to Nick to be a large aquarium type tank. Stepping closer Nick could see that the tank was obviously not filled with water. He also saw something move near the bottom of the tank. "What do you have in there, LaCroix?" He asked. "This is Nero, my pet collared lizard." LaCroix said. "And it's here, in MY home because?" Nick prompted, an uneasy feeling settling on him. "Because, as I just told you, I find that I must to attend to some business away from this city for a period of time. I cannot leave Nero alone during that time and I wish you to take care of him for me. He's here because this way you won't have any excuse to forget to do so." LaCroix said, in a tone of voice that indicated that this was not a request. "LaCroix! I don't know a thing about taking care of a lizard." Nick exclaimed. "Can't you leave him at a vets or a pet shop instead?" LaCroix fixed Nick with a stern look. "I cannot. As to his care," he handed Nick several sheets of paper, "I've written down everything you'll need to know. Read it." With that LaCroix turned and before Nick could protest further vanished through the skylight. Now alone, Nick quickly scanned the papers then moved forward and cautiously looked inside the terrarium. A pair of shiny, beady black eyes looked back at him. The lizard appeared to be about six to eight inches long and Nick guessed it might weigh close to a quarter of a kilo (about one-half pound). "Well, you're NOT spending the next two to three weeks on my dining table." Nick informed the creature. "Nat's due any minute and I promised her dinner before the videos. Besides, I don't think staring at you would be good for her appetite." He continued as he lifted the enclosure. Glancing around the room Nick decided to place the container under the stairs. Nick heard one of the rocks shift as he carried it over to there. Putting it down, he made sure to plug in the various lights. He failed to notice that he'd accidentally unlatched the wire mesh lid. Satisfied that all would be well Nick turned his attention to preparing for Nat's arrival. He never saw the lid slowly opening. ************************************************************** Several hours later, Nick had all but forgotten about his new, very temporary roommate. He and Nat were comfortably ensconced on the wide leather couch. Nick was stretched out, his back against one high armrest. Nat was lying snuggled against him, her head resting on his chest, as they watched a comedy on the TV. Nick was only half watching the movie; most of his attention was on the soft, warm, thoroughly desirable woman in his arms who's scent filled his head. He longed to do so much more than merely hold her; every fiber of his being ached to make her his, totally and completely. For now, however, he welcomed even this limited closeness. Lifting the crystal goblet he held to his lips, Nick drank the deep red liquid it contained then sat the glass on the coffee table next to him. Nat luxuriated in the feel of Nick's body against hers. It was so seldom that he permitted them to share this type of closeness and Nat relished anything that allowed them to enjoy even limited physical intimacy. A soft smile that had nothing to do with the movie crept across her face as she felt a light touch on her thigh. 'Nick must really be feeling in control tonight.' She thought as the sensation moved slowly upward under the skirt that she was wearing. She closed her eyes and concentrated on hoping that Nick would continue his 'exploration'. She could feel Nick's other hand resting on her shoulder and wished that he'd move that one a bit lower. Her reverie was shattered when, just as she felt Nick's hand move farther up under her skirt, she heard the soft sound of a glass being set down. Her eyes flew open and she looked over just in time to see Nick's hand release the glass he'd just placed on the coffee table. A quick glance showed his other hand still on her shoulder. Craning her neck slightly, Nat saw what looked like some type of a tail slowly disappear beneath the hemline of her skirt. With a shriek, she jumped up from the couch with a speed that was almost as fast a vampire's. Nick suddenly felt Nat stiffen in his arms, just before she screamed and all but flew off the couch. To his amazement and, he had to admit, pleasure Nat was all but tearing off the skirt she had on. "Nat? What?" Nick began to question when he caught site of something clinging to Nat's upper thigh. As Nat started to swing at the object with her hand Nick realized that, somehow, it was Nero. "Nat! NO!" Nick yelled as he launched himself to intercept the potentially fatal blow to the lizard. Just the thought of what LaCroix would do to him if anything happened to the creature sent a chill through Nick. His effort was successful, Nat's blow landing on his head rather than on Nero. Nick grabbed the lizard and quickly moved away. He might be immortal, but that didn't mean he was impervious to pain and Nat packed a mean wallop! He put Nero back into his terrarium, making sure the lid was latched this time, and then turned back to Nat. Nat stood in the middle of the floor, trembling slightly with reaction. "What the HELL was that?" She demanded half-angry, half-frightened. "It's a collared lizard." Nick explained. "It belongs to LaCroix and I guess you could say that I'm babysitting it while he's out of town." Nick was finding it hard to keep his eyes from Nat's shapely legs encased, as they were in shear hose and garter belt, not to mention the dark outline of her pubic hair that was visible through the thin lacy panties she had on. Nick was painfully aware that his manhood was becoming uncomfortably hard at this vision. "And it just runs around loose? You might have warned me, Nick." Nat said. She knew that she was being harsh, but more than having been frightened, the disappointment she was feeling because it hadn't been Nick's hand she'd felt was so intense she was fighting back tears. Nick walked over and embraced her. "I'm sorry, Nat. I must have knocked the catch open and he got loose." He tightened his hold on her, unable to resist the feel of her in his arms. Nat turned and laid her head on Nick's shoulder. "I know and I'm sorry to have snapped at you. I thought..." She broke off, blushing slightly. Nick could feel the additional warmth as Nat blushed. "What did you think?" He asked as he rubbed his cheek against her hair. "That what I felt on my leg was your hand." Nat said softly her blush deepening. Nick put his finger under her chin and raised her face to look in her eyes. He could see the shimmer of unshed tears. "Nat," he said, his own longing evident in his voice, "I want to make love to you, to give you every pleasure that you've ever dreamed of, but to do so means that I'd be putting your life and very soul at risk." Nat shook her head. "I don't care about the risk. I know that you won't harm me, but even if I'm wrong and you did take too much, I'd rather be what you are than to never be able fully express just how much I love you." A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye. Nick searched her face. "How can I condemn you to this hellish existence?" He asked. Nat gave him a sad smile. "Oh Nick, don't you see? For me, our current situation is far more hellish than giving up the sunlight and needing blood to survive could ever be." She traced the contours of his face with her fingers. "And if I'm right and you can control how much you take, then we are denying ourselves for no reason." Nick closed his eyes, allowing himself to consider the possibility of Nat being correct. He wanted her to be right, he wanted her. At last he opened his eyes, to see Nat watching him hopefully. "Come." He said and led her toward the stairs. End Part 1 comments to: cstar@airmail.net or forevrnite@usa.net From: CLone Star Software Please see part 1 for disclaimers. Leapin' Lizard! (2/2) by Nightlady (c) 2000 Nat could feel her heart start to race as they climbed the stairs. 'I've got to remember to thank LaCroix when he returns.' She thought wryly imagining how the elder vampire would react to that. Reaching the bedroom, Nick turned and softly kissed Nat. "Tell me what you've dreamed about." He said. Nat smiled. "I've dreamed of you slowly undressing me and of me doing the same for you." Nick returned her smile. "Good, so far we dream alike." He said as he reached out to unbutton her blouse. Once it was open, he slowly pushed it off her shoulders. His eyes drank in the sight of her firm, full breasts and the lacy bra that covered them. He felt his groin tingle as Nat's warm fingers undid the buttons on his shirt and lightly caressed the solid flesh of his chest. He gasped slightly as she paused to toy with first one, then the other of his nipples. It had been many decades since he'd allowed himself to experience such pleasure. His hands found the fasting of Nat's bra and in moments had freed her breasts. He sought her mouth with his, while his hands caressed and kneaded the twin mounds. Nat's eager responses serving to further ignite his passions and his enjoyment. Nat moaned softly as Nick's tongue plunged deep into her mouth and his skillful touch sent waves of desire from her bosom to her womb. She sucked on his tongue and allowed her fingers to rake lightly along the muscles of his back. She'd dreamed of this moment but the reality was far superior. When Nick broke the kiss, she mewled softly, only to soon nearly purr as Nick's lips traced a cool path down her throat and along the curve of one breast. Nick inhaled deeply as he planted soft kisses upon Nat's breast, working his way slowly to the ripe, inviting nipple. He kissed it then took it into his mouth running his tongue in a circle around it while suckling gently on it. He could hear Nat's heart speed up as she arched her back and pressed against him. One of her hands found its way to his hair and he felt her holding his head, urging the continuation of his actions. At the same time he felt her kissing his temple and his manhood stiffen even more as her warm breath caressed his ear. Panting slightly, Nat managed to murmur, "I've also dreamed of you caressing my whole body." Nick raised his eyes and grinned. "Again, we think alike." He lifted her and carried to the bed. Seating her on it, he knelt and removed her shoes. Running his hands slowly up her leg Nick undid the fasteners that held up the stocking. Slowly he rolled the stocking down her leg, following his hands with his mouth as he licked and kissed her sweet flesh. When that stocking was removed, he repeated his actions on her other leg. The rich scent of her arousal called to him and his erection, trapped in the confines of his jeans, was rapidly becoming painful. Nat raised her hips to allowing Nick to slid both the garter belt and her panties off. Nick leaned forward to kiss the triangle of curly hair that hid the core of her sexuality. He felt his fangs drop as his passion raged. Nat could feel her body reacting to Nick's touch. She could feel the moistness between her legs and the physical need to have him deep within her. She looked at Nick just as he raised golden eyes to hers. "Stand up, Nick." She urged. When he complied, Nat reached out and undid the silver buckle of his belt, then the waistband of his jeans. She could see the very sizable bulge of his manhood and carefully undid the zipper of the jeans. The moaning sigh of relief that Nick emitted as the constricting fabric fell to the floor only made her more anxious to remove the final layer of his clothing. She rapidly pushed his silken boxers over his hips to join the jeans. She unconsciously licked her lips as she gazed on his now fully erect penis in appreciation. Taking his thick, large member in on hand she cupped his scrotum with the other, noting that this was the perfect position for what she had planned. Nick found it necessary to lightly grab Nat's shoulders for support as he felt her warm mouth envelope his manhood. As she lightly ran her teeth along his sensitive organ, Nick growled deep in his throat. It felt so good and this had been a part of his dreams, too. As Nat sucked and licked along the length of his swollen organ, Nick felt himself growing even harder than he already was. Knowing that if she continued he'd soon need to drink from her or be in intense discomfort and wanting his release to occur while he was sheathed in the warmth of her core, Nick managed to speak. "Nat, no. I want to come in you and with you." Nat grinned. While she was more than willing to provide Nick his full pleasure in this manner, she too, ached for them to share the moment of fulfillment. Giving the head of his member a final soft kiss, she released her hold on him. Nick kicked off his shoes, stepped out of the tangle of pants at his feet and removed his socks. He joined Nat on the bed, gently pushing her into a prone position. No words were needed now, as they both caressed and fondled the other's body. Nat moaned with delight as Nick's hands and lips moved slowly over every inch of her. Nick could sense no fear in Nat, despite his gold eyes and descended fangs. Her acceptance of him gave him strength and confidence. As both their needs grew, Nick slid between Nat's legs. She eagerly guided him to her opening. Nick cried out as, with one slow thrust, he buried his shaft in the warm folds. Nat felt as if her entire body was electrically charged as Nick filled her completely. Unable to stand another moment of unrequited need, she ground her pelvis against him, seeking the pinnacle of her pleasure. Her actions were rewarded by Nick thrusting deep in her then withdrawing to thrust again. Each contact carried her closer and closer to her orgasm. She clung to Nick, crying his name as she at last found her release. As wave after wave of pleasure washed over her she barely felt the sharp sting of his fangs as Nick sank them into her throat. She felt Nick's body shudder as he climaxed. At the same time she felt Nick and knew all of him. Every horror he'd committed, every remorse he'd felt, and most of all the depth of his need and love for her. She accepted it all unafraid and met it with her own love for him. Nick felt Nat's body spasm in orgasm and he could no longer deny his own need. Growling softly and praying that he'd not harm her, Nick sank his fangs deeply into Nat. The rich, warm taste of her blood filled his mouth and triggered his climax. The pure, unconditional love Nat felt for him filled him, calming his beast and loosening the dark chains that had bound his soul of so many centuries. Awash in both the physical release and the spiritual one, Nick found that he was able to control the beast and cease drinking from Nat well before any harm befell her. Withdrawing his fangs, he kissed the small wounds until they closed. Gazing at Nat, his eyes now clear and blue, Nick felt a peace he'd long given up hope of ever again experiencing. Nat looked into Nick's eyes and saw the glow of hope reborn in them. Her own spirit soared with happiness. 'Who'd ever would have thought that lizards could be so lucky?' She thought as she and Nick snuggled together. The End comments to: cstar@airmail.net or forevrnite@usa.net