Connor’s Comments (group member since Jul 21, 2012)

Connor’s comments from the Where will you go? group.

This swamp is dark and hard to survive in. Its expansive, and if you aren't careful, you could be easily lost. Do you dare to venture in? Do you dare to cross the swamp and triumph where so many have failed? Venture in, and be wary of the dangers within. The dark isn't the only thing scary in this everglade.

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Kyrian laughed as they hit the water together. She squirmed in his arms and he finally realized her to let her swim around and bath. Kyrian just waded there and watched her. He ran his hand through his hair and just relaxed in the water. It was nice not having to worry about Dante for a while. He could really relax. He enjoyed that a lot.

Having his fill of the water he pulled himself from the pool. "You stay in as long as you want, dear. I just need to stretch a bit." He said. Kyrian grabbed his clothes and dressed. He buttoned his shirt and his pants, tucking his shirt in them. He pulled on his vest and buttoned it. He went to grab his coat and realized he had left it back by the tree. Crap.
"I'll be back, love. I've got to get my coat. Don't go anywhere!" He said, walking off with a wave.

Kyrian finally found his coat and picked it up and placed it on himself. Then a pain shot through his head. He collapsed to his hand and knees. Ohhhh Kyrian. You shouldn't have slept with her! You can't keep her around! I will not let it happen! Dante yelled to him in his head. "Shut up! What are you going to do?" He yelled back. Don't you tell me to shut up!Dante yelled louder, You keep disrespecting me! Shutting me out! I'm done! The moment I have control again, she is dead! I WILL KILL HER! With that thought, Kyrians mind raced. His heart started beating hard. He roared at Kyrian, "NO! You will not touch her!" As soon as he said that his strength burst and he stood and ran. He ran back towards Alyssa to stop Dante. He ran as fast as he could.

He was breathless when he returned to the pool. He hunched over trying to catch his breath. But Dante was silenced. That was good. He didn't have time to plot. Kyrian only knew two things right now. One; They had to leave. Immediately. 2; They only had around two days to get rid of Dante, or Alyssa was going to die. He couldn't handle that thought. "Love, I'm sorry. But we have to go." He held out his hand to her, "You need to get out and get dressed. Now, please." He said, his eyes stern and worried at the same time.

Kyrian smiled as her mouth formed into a firm line and her face spoke determination. Kyrian looked at her, and for a moment, started to believe what she was saying. Maybe there was a way out of this curse. Out of the grasp of Dante. He laughed to himself, hoping she was right. If she was, his life would be changed forever. Even more so than it was by her. Maybe with the two of them, they really could break this curse. Kyrian had searched all of Joro by himself once in search of a cure. Though, maybe with Alyssa, he would have a better chance. Alyssa was igniting an old hope inside of Kyrian. The hope of being rid of Dante for good. He knew that it may be a fools errand, but he would follow her to he ends of Joro if he had to. She had inspired him to renew his search. Together, they had a chance. Defeat no longer became an option. Giving into Dante would no longer happen. He would rid himself of his chains, and live out his days with Alyssa. Without Dante. This, he swore.
"Alyssa, you have inspired me. We will search, until we cannot search anymore." He said with a beaming smile. He kissed her passionately and stood up with her.

Kyrian smiled as she stood infront of him nude and running her hand through his dark locks. He remembered last night and felt himself hardening again. The thought of bathing with her did not help in stopping that. Though, he didn't feel unnatural standing there with her naked. It felt completely normal and natural. He enjoyed that. Playfulness perked in him. He ran over to her and picked up his clothes and threw them over his shoulder, as well as Alyssa's dress. He looked at her and gave her a mischievous smile. He picked her up and cradled her against him, a plan forming in his mind. He jogged a bit down the river until he found a small pool that was deep enough to wade in. He smiled, "Lets bathe, my love." He said, holding on to her tightly and jumping into the water with a laugh. They barely went under before Kyrian had brought them back up with a laugh. He kissed her hard, wrapping his arms around her more comfortably. "I love you, Alyssa." He said sweetly after kissing her.

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Kyrian frowned a bit when he heard what the dream was about. He didn't want her dreaming about that. Dreams were very powerful where he came from, and dreams like that were no good. He desperately wanted her to forget about it. Though he knew, she wouldn't very easily. He knew how much the feeling of blood and death could stay with you. He knew how it could haunt you. If possible, Kyrian would have been dead by his own hand many, many years ago. He pulled her closer and kissed her head. He rubbed her shoulder and took in a big breath. He let it out with a small laugh. "I don't think either of us will ever be able to forge about last night. It was something amazing, wasn't it." He said, the last part fading out before her lips met his and he was silenced. He smiled as they kissed. If this was the way he was to be silenced, he would gladly keep talking just for the hope of being nicely told to be quiet.

Kyrian sighed. "Deary, I thank you for what you did, but you can never do it again." He said lovingly, but sternly. If she did what Dante wanted her to do, she'd get drug down by him. "Don't do that again. Don't give him what he wants." He said, his voice flat. He pulled her closer and kissed her head again. He didn't really know what to say to her. They both wanted him to be free, but for now, it was impossible. He stayed quiet a bit before she fully burst into tears. She sat up, and Kyrian followed. He moved so he was sitting in front of her. He grabbed her hands softly and lowered them from her face. He wiped her tears with the back of his forefinger.
"Alyssa, it's because he is a curse. It is what he was meant to do. Torture me for eternity, until this world ends, and I finally can as well." He said, speaking the only thing he knew. Which was the truth. "I know it isn't fair, but it is what is happening." He spoke softly, and more words came to follow. "I want to be rid of him as badly as you do, my love. Worse even. But there simply is no way." He said, the first time those words had left his lips. The truth sounded harsher coming from his own lips than Dante's. But the truth was the truth. He could not change it, even though he badly wished he could. Kyrian sighed again and pulled Alyssa to him. He had lost all words. He was now only held her in silence. He realized what they shared last night couldn't last. He knew that from the start. But they still shared it. And it was magical. "Even though that night may not last, it still was the most magical night I, and this Earth, have ever seen." He said with a smile, angling her head up and kissing her softly.

Kyrian didn't notice that Alyssa was having a nightmare. She made small noises in her sleep, but they didn't frighten or worry Kyrian. Suddenly She was up and scared. Kyrian woke from his small doze and looked at her with some worry. She came back down to him once she had calmed. He saw her as she looked down at him and moved a strand of hair from his face. Her face was as beautiful as he first saw it. Though her hair was a bit messed up. Kyrian propped himself up on a shoulder. He looked at her and smiled widely. "Hello, my dear." He said, taking her face in his hand softly and kissing her. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her more against him. "Did you have a bad deram, love?" He asked her, his face contorting in concern. He would not pry if she didn't want to tell him about it. He understood how frightening bad dreams can be, and he also understood an unwillingness to discuss them. Kyrian looked her up and down, and simply smiled. He looked at her face and then her hair. It was quite messy. He smiled and ran a hand through her hair gently. "Your hair is a bit...tousled." He said with a slight laugh. He kissed her again. He realized that he moved away from the subject of her dream and returned to it.
"You don't have to discuss the dream, my love, if you do not wish to. If you are okay, I will be content." He said with a smile.
"Are you okay, Alyssa?" He asked, looking into her eyes.

(view spoiler)[Kyrian never expected this much pleasure existed in this realm He also never expected to be in so much love as he was with Alyssa at this moment. Though, he wasn't afraid of hurting her. Even though he was considerably larger than her, he had the ability to hold her gently, like a small girl holds a flower. But, instead of being frightened of crushing her, he knew that he wouldn't hurt her. She was the most precious thing to Kyrian, and he loved her more than anything on this Earth. "I love you too Alyssa." He said between his moans and breathlessness.

Kyrian plunged into her harder as he listened to her cries of pleasure, which soon became mingled with his own. His body seemed to control him as he moved faster at her nod of admission. He knew that they would finish this together. Kyrian met her eyes in a final act. He drove into her deeper than ever, and build he had been feeling broke with that. His body tensed and he moaned loudly as he could feel her orgasm and his own happening together. His hips moved one last time as his climax finished. He let out a breath and pulled out of her, falling to the ground next to her. Neither of them said anything as Alyssa snuggled up against him and she fell asleep. Kyrian, for once in years, fell asleep happy, and peaceful. (hide spoiler)]

Kyrian woke when the sun came over the trees and warmed his skin. His eyes fluttered open and looked down to see Alyssa asleep next to him. The wind whispered by, sending a cold chill. He grabbed his coat and wrapped it around them, and pulled her closer. He kissed her head and his free hand rubbed her side. "I love you Alyssa." He whispered, not wanting to discourage her sleep. Their night together had been magical, more magical than anything Kyrian had experienced before. But the magic would never stop, Kyrian knew. Because for as long as they were together, and Dante was silent, the magic would continue. He did not know what made her so special, but she was. Especially to him. He exhaled slowly and closed his eyes again. He was glad she came by the River that he lived on. He was glad he fell in love with her. And he was most glad that she fell in love with him.

(view spoiler)[Kyrian couldn't quite believe in what was happening right now in this moment. He had went from alone and self-loathing, to in love and happy in a matter of hours. This girl was his, and she was perfect. He loved her with all of his heart, and she him. He never thought he would feel such joy. The joy of handling a women gently, and conveying love through every touch, and receiving it the same. Kyrian thought this as he looked down into her eyes. They were full of love, lust, and his future. He knew that instead of her being his, he was hers. Fully and completely.

Kyrians pleasure was intensified as he listened to Alyssa's gasps when he moved in and out of her. Every time he did so, he wanted to do it quicker. It was getting harder to hold back and not enter her fully. That was when she told him; told him what he wanted to here. He looked into her eyes and smiled, "No dear, I am yours. Forever, and always." He said through his own moans. But nonetheless, he knew what she was telling him. He nodded and slowly, give himself over to her, and plunged deeper into her, moaning her name as he did so. He stalled a bit, adjusting to the feeling of being inside a women so deeply. Then, he proceeded to move. Slowly, little by little, he moved quicker, almost not meaning to because of the wetness coming from her. He kissed her passionately and pulled back to breathe. He was breathing quickly as they made love for the first time. The feeling of being inside Alyssa surpassed all other feelings. It was truly unlike no other. And Kyrian knew it would never be the same with another women. Only with Alyssa, could pleasure be so absolute and pure. As the moment intensified, he could feel something building inside of him, and he knew what was to come. He slowed his pace by a bit, but found it hard to keep it that way, because is own desire was driving him to go into her quicker. Kyrian squeezed her hand slightly. He only hoped she was feeling the same thing, and that maybe they could finish this together, just as they had started this, and just as they would always be. Together. (hide spoiler)]

(view spoiler)[As Kyrian held her, she kissed him harder than before. When she wrapped her legs around him he kissed her harder and faster, now with more urgency. He didn't want to stop kissing her. He kissed her neck, and used his hand to bend her back slightly, just enough that he could kiss and suck her nipples, arousing him, and her, more. The brush of his manhood against her increased his arousal, and his need for her. He had never felt this sort of passion before, and he was finding it harder to control himself. He heard her gasp and break their kiss. She said his name with passion and he looked at her, his passion flaming in his eyes. He realized what was about to happen between them, and neither of them had to say a word about it.

Kyrian moaned a bit as she ran her hand up and down his manhood, and poising him at her entrance. He could feel a warm down there, and the tip of his arousal getting wet at her entrance. She kissed him passionately, her hand still on him. Is passion increasing, wanting so bad to feel her. His breath quickened with hers in a sort of anticipation for the act they were about to embark on. Her nod gave him conformation to continue, and enter her. He smiled, "As gentle as a butterfly, my love." He whispered in her ear, kissing behind it. He looked at her and pressed his forehead against her, and nodded. He knew it would pain her, he only hoped the pain would not last.

The moment they had both been waiting for had finally arrived. They were about to do something that would be an ultimate, and pure, declaration of love to each other. Slowly, Kyrian lowered her on to him, moaning and his breath quickening as the pleasure of being inside her moved throughout his body. He only did some of him, as not to press to much and hurt her. He met her eyes for a moment, his pleasure apparent. He could not speak in this moment. Time seemed to stop here. He stared at her. Her eyes, flaming with a passion for him. He loved the sight of her eyes. He lowered her onto to his jacket in the grass and kissed her passionately, her legs still around him and he still inside her. Kyrian didn't put his weight on her, and steadied himself with a hand on the ground. He reached down and grabbed her free hand and held it tightly. He moved slowly, feeling her, and hoping she was feeling him, and she was enjoying it has much as he was. He had a notion she was. (hide spoiler)]

(view spoiler)[Kyrian smiled at her reaction to his hands shifting to her now exposed flesh. Her skin was soft, and smooth like porcelain. It was beautiful and Kyrian could not seem to keep his hands off of it. He wanted to feel more of her skin with his hands, and with his lips. His manhood reacted to the thoughts. He needed to feel more of her. And she must of thought the same as she pressed herself more against him, his manhood pressing against her. His kiss only intensified at this moment.

After Alyssa had moved her arms away from her, he knew that it was okay for Kyrian to admire her. He drank in her immeasurable beauty. This was Kyrian's first real look at a nude women, and he was happy it was Alyssa he was seeing. She was beautiful to him, and he was glad to see any fear or second-thoughts move from her as she allowed him to see her fully. This made their next kiss the most passionate of them all. He pulled her closely, and as they kissed he could feel the rise and fall of her breasts against his chest, arousing him farther. She seemed to be a bit nervous as she tried her hardest to undo the stubborn buckle. He smiled when she looked up at him, and looked into her eyes. Such beauty was behind those eyes. She spoke as she worked the buckle and he responded with a small laugh, his voice hushed and deep, "Its okay. Neither have I. But I think you are doing it right." He chuckled at his own small joke.

Kyrian closed his eyes as she finally freed the buckle, and his manhood. It felt a bit freeing, as he was starting to get a little uncomfortable with it hardened in his pants. At first, she seemed at bit surprise. He only wondered why as she looked at his growth. He let a little gasp escape him when she ran her finger along the length of him. He used a hand and raised her head by the chin and looked at her. He smiled and kissed her, his tongue breaking her sweet lips and entering her mouth. He brought her closer with the hand that was resting now on her butt. His manhood pressed against her hard. He leaned a bit, cupping his hand on her leg, and doing so on her other leg. In a swift movement he lifted her up so she was now a bit above him. He urged her legs at his waist so she might wrap them around him, and he could hold her more easily. When he did this he felt her move the length of his arousal and his manhood now accidentally rubbed her own arousal slightly, intensifying his kiss and his passion. (hide spoiler)]

(view spoiler)[All that was on Kyrian's mind was Alyssa. He wasn't thinking of Dante, or anything else. It was only himself and her. Kyrian and Alyssa. In this moment. Her admissions of love and his admission to let himself feel love seemed to roll of their tongues. He would never stop telling Alyssa these things, and knew that she wouldn't ever stop either. Every word she spoke made Kyrain happier and happier. He was happier than he could ever have been.

Kryrian held her softly, gently, but with the strenght and passion of his love. It was hard to emote these emotions through a simple act of holding someone, but Kyrian knew he was succeeding. He felt her shiver in his arms at his own words. He smiled at this. She was his flower, and he would protect her. But he made no mistake, he figured that she was very capable of taking care of herself, so he wouldn't impose himself. He would only protect her from the things that would threaten her and endanger her. He would not let her be harmed.

Kyrian was entranced by the passion of their kisses from this moment on. At first, he wanted to be ashamed for enjoying the small gasps she made in reaction to him, but in the end he knew that it could not be helped. And he did not think she would have cared to much either. Her neck was warm and soft as his lips moved across it. Her skin did taste different that her lips, but not a bad different. A very good different, that Kyrian liked. Her reaction to this was another enjoyable thing for Kyrian to hear. His own name said in passion. He had not thought he would hear that, but he did, and it added more fuel to his fire as he moved his lips back to hers.

Kyrian shivered at the wind. He had not noticed how it had picked up again until Alyssa had mentioned it. Kyrian said nothing and nodded in agreement to Alyssa's suggestion. Moving under the tree's would offer a more stable protection for the wind then the open. Kyrian simply let her lead him to the spot that she found accept able. The spot was covered with soft, green grass and offered a protection from the chilling wind. The wind didn't howl as loudly in this place, and the moonlight gave a romantic glow to this place. It was as if they had stepped into their own world. A place all their own and where they could stay together with each other, and never have a bother with the outside world and its selfishness and hatred. He was brought back from this thought when she kissed his cheek. He smiled at her and his attention was now focused on Alyssa once again. She turned away from him and exposed her back, and more importantly the simple strings holding her dress together. He did not have to think about this, nor did he say anything. He simply stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her cheek and down her neck, lingering in some places. He slowly moved his hands to her back slowly undid the strings that held her dress together.

Kyrian closed his eyes and moved his hands behind her dress, his hands on the soft skin on her back. He ran his hands forward slowly to her front. His hands rested beneath her breasts. That movement alone almost made all of her cute dress fall off of her. He kissed her neck again and finally made the move and the rest of her dress fell to the ground. He opened his eyes and his hands rested on her stomach. He slowly turned her and stole a glance at her body. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever had the pleasure to lay his hands on. This was demonstrated in his next kiss. He kissed her with all the fire he had, one hand on her back, pulling her closer, another resting on her hip. He now knew the next move he had to make. He slowly grabbed her right hand and placed it on his belt, hoping this motion alone would give her the message he was hoping to send to her. (hide spoiler)]

((*cracks knuckles* Okay, I'm back. Lets do this.))

Kyrian tightened his arms around her, knowing he wasn't hurting her. He wanted her to be comforted and most of all, he wanted her to feel his love. He could feel hers as he held her closer. He know how she felt, and she hadn't said more then three small words. He did his best to return the feelings she gave him in this moment. He loved her and trusted her more than he ever has anyone. Even himself. He kissed her forehead lightly and smiled, hoping she would know how he felt.

Kyrian smiled wider as she repeatedly said that she loved him. Some lesser men would have thought this a nuisance in a women, though Kyrian only thought it was a blessing. He had been told 'I love you' in this day more times than he had his entire life. He would never tire of hearing it. He hugged her tightly. "You are welcome my love. And of course, as it has, and always will be, I love you." He said, soft and sweet.

If it could have been possible, Kyrian's passion and desire flared more when Alyssa's hands intertwined in his hair. He was focused on the feel of her tongue on his, the feel of her pressed up against him. When this venture started he was worried that she would be timid and shy, but those emotions were nowhere present. He could feel her passion against his own. His own desire's growing, mentally and physically. He had embarrassed her with at first, shown in the bright red her cheeks became. He told her his own desires easily, and she shivered in his grasp. He could tell it was not in fear, though. Kyrian understood the feeling of being overwhelmed with new feelings. He was getting that feeling now. He locked eyes with her and he smiled back at her. He could feel the quickness of her breath as her breasts brushed up and down quickly on his own chest. He realized he was pushing his hardness against her, but where embarrassed feeling should of been, he could tell curiosity replaced. His own curiosity ignited in response.

(view spoiler)[Kyrians mind wondered. He wondered what course there passion was setting them on. Kyrian looked back into her eyes when she pulled a bit away. He looked deep inside of them, almost getting lost. He saw a small change. As if she had made a decision that was going to affect her. He watched her movements like a cat watched a mouse for the first time. Kyrian was curious and intrigued. He shuttered when her hands ran over his bare chest. He watched as she placed her hand between her breasts. His breath caught at her question. She wanted him to show her. At first, her question baffled Kyrian. He had not know what to show her, but soon it became apparent. The pieces were fitting together now. The change he saw in her. The question she just asked.
She wanted Kyrian to make her a woman. To make love to her. Of this, he was almost certain.
He looked into her eyes and he could tell. She was certain. She only needed Kyrian's approval. Without a word he answered her. He lifted her chin up a bit and kissed her. Softly at first, gently like their first kiss. Soon, his passion over took him. He kissed her deeply, his tongue parting her lips slowly, savoring the moment. The hand that she placed at her breasts moved down to her waist and around to her lower back, his other hand cupping her face. He pulled her closer, and took a chance. If this was not what she wanted, she could break it off now. He proceeded to kiss her cheek, and he moved down slowly. Kissing lightly behind her ear, and down her neck. Then he simply returned and gave a light kiss to her lips. He looked into her eyes and waited for her reaction. (hide spoiler)]

((Okay, I hope this is a good start to...whatever happens next... :D))

Kyrian knew that she noticed when his eyes moved to her neck. Kyrian also knew that she could see how he felt in his eyes. Though he couldn't shake the feeling that his own hand had been there. His hand had hurt her. Even if he hadn't been in control, it was still his hand. He had never felt the remorse he had in this moment. He hated Dante, and knew that he would not get away with this. He saw the look in Alyssa's eyes. It was like she wanted to say something to him, but didn't quite know how. Kyrian understood that feeling. He wanted to say many things to her, but didn't have to words to say it.

Kyrian held her tightly, enjoying the heat her small body gave off. Kyrian wanted to say that he loved her over and over again, until the end of times. He wanted to hear it from her again and again aswell. He knew it was something he'd never tire of hearing, or saying to her. Simply because it was true. He did love her, and she truly loved him. Kyrian's mind spun in amazement in how his life had changed so drastically, in little less then a day. It was all so amazing to him. He knew he would never be the same after this day.

Kyrians eyes met her with question when she brought his hand to her face. Though he said nothing. He only looked down into her beautiful eyes. He knew she had to say something to him, and he was very inclined to listen. As she spoke Kyrian realized that she had taken notice of how he felt about the marks along her neck. She knew he took blame and felt guilt for it. He looked at her as she spoke and he smiled. She did really care for him. Of course Kyrian knew it had not been his fault, and it took her words to truly make him feel that it wasn't. "Thank you, my love, for not holding me to blame. I don't blame myself anymore, Alyssa. As long as you do not blame me." He said with a smile of truth. "I promise you, Alyssa." He spoke again softly before her lips finally met his.

Kyrian's body tingled as she ran her hands along his muscles and her fingers intertwined in his hair. It inclined him to kiss her harder, and his passion increased. He felt her passion and love in every inch of her sweetly passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as their passion seemed to burn and form into a fire of want and desire. All his thoughts dissipated as she pushed her body onto his bare chest. He could feel her breasts pressing onto his chest, enticing him further. Kyrian blushed as she realized the hardness of him against her. He smiled slightly at her speechlessness. It was evident that she was arousing feelings in Kyrian he hadn't felt before, and he couldn't really hide it from her. He smiled again as her eyes met his and her arms slid along his forearms. He could tell from this that she was not offended, just embarrassed. "I...I'm sorry if I have embarrassed you, love, but you arouse such feelings in me, it gets hard to control these things when our kisses are flaming with desire." He said, not knowing quite how to explain himself. He looked into her eyes and the urge came over him again. He pulled her back to him, their bodies pressed tightly together, hoping that he did not embarrass her again with his manhood. He leaned down and kissed her again, his tongue breaking her lips again and his passion being fueled even more.

Kryian was quite happy that Alyssa would never have to go through what he does on a usual daily basis. He was happy that she didn't have to listen to the same and irritating rants of Dante and live with the things he lived with. All she would live with was the choice of to equally as vile things. He had to live with the blood of more than a hundred innocents on his hands. Though, they were his hands, they weren't his deeds. This gave Kyrian a little relief. His eyes flickered again to Alyssa's neck. He would never live it down that his hands harmed her. Even if it wasn't his doing, it would still haunt him.

Kyrians arms tightened around Alyssa. "You don't have to thank me, my love." He whispered. "Your love is all I could need." And this was true. Kyrian felt as if he could do anything! He could ride into battle with no armor and come out unscathed if he had Alyssa's love at his side. It was a miracle that she had falling in love with him, and no secret that he had fallen in love with her. Kyrians heart seemed to get bigger when she told him that she loved him, and he knew from that point on, he would never have to go alone again. He had somebody to love and to love him. That was his life's wish. He had finally had it.

Alyssa's touch was a touch of magic to Kyrian it was soft and gentle. Her touch was full of love and compassion that Kyrian had never seen before! He knew that he would never find this kind of woman again, and knew he would not let her go. Kyrian smiled wide at her reaction to his statement of love. Her face seemed to light up, and her smile was again radiant. He brushed her cheek with his hand, his own smile widening. He had never told a girl that he had been in love with her. He was saving it for the girl that really deserved that statement. Alyssa deserved that, and so much more. He looked into her emerald eyes. Her eyes were full of love and joy. Kyrian knew that all of that love and joy was directed at him, and he gladly accepted it, and reciprocated the same back to her. Then he felt her lips upon hers, and his eyes closed to savor the kiss.

Her kiss had passion flowing through it. Kyrian felt all of that and more. He had never kissed a girl before, and was unsure how to respond to her kiss. Though, like it was a natural instinct, he began to kiss her back, his passion swelling. Kyrian ran his hands along her sides and to her small and lovely waist. He pulled her in closer, turning his head a little. He was trying to send all he knew of love into her from his kiss, and he hoped it was working. He wanted to help her forget the events of the night she had been with Dante, and he would kiss her for all eternity if he had to. Truly, he didn't mind. Their kiss seemed to become more urgent as Kyrian took a small chance and broke her lips with his tongue. He explored her mouth a little, enjoying the taste of her. He met her tongue, and his own passion seemed to explode. He pulled her as close as he could and ceased to care if she felt his manhood against her. Kyrian needed her as close as she could be to him, and he was ever so thankful that she had returned him to her.

He knew that she would doubt his words. He could that she did with the expression that came over her face when he said them. How could he protect her? He wasn't sure himself, but he knew he wouldn't let Dante torture her again. He would let Dante get close to her or do anything else. He would fight him with every ounce of strength he had. Just so Alyssa would be safe again. So she would not have to be in harms way again. He would do this. For her.

Kyrian did know what she did. Dante had pulled this action before. A girl a long time ago. He made her to this, but the heart was much bigger. He made her kill her own brother and devour his heart. All to prove her submission to him. Kyrian should have stopped him then. But he had not the strength, nor the will, to do so. Now, he had every reason in the world. "I do know. And I do understand." He said, kissing her. He heard her words and was awestruck, he could barely speak as he walked to the bunnies corpse.

Kyrian was very happy at her reaction to the rebirth of her rabbit friend. He watched silently as she caressed the animal, more tears flowing from her beautiful eyes. He watched the little bunny hop away from them, happy for its freedom. Kyrian wondered what the feeling of true freedom felt like. He had long forgotten that feeling. Though it came back when he was with Alyssa. He felt like a normal man again. Someone with no daemon in his mind. Someone who could age normally and die with dignity and honor. He wanted to be that man, for Alyssa. And he felt even closer to that man, when she was with him. All these years he had been waiting. Waiting for something to drive him, and to make him take a stand. Now he found his something.

Kyrian laughed a bit and kissed her cheek, his arms wrapping around her slender figure. "Of course I do not hate you, Alyssa. You did what you thought was right. And look, your bunny friend is fine." He said with a smile. He knew that she would never get over this, and that she would hate herself for a long while for what she had done. All Kyrian could hope was to lessen her pain. And he knew one way that he may be able to do that. Kyrian leaned back a bit and looked her in the eyes. He didn't have to muster strength to say this. He felt this, with every inch of his heart. He knew that she, she was the one he wanted to say this to. She was the one who deserved it. He wanted to give her everything. He was going to stop Dante for her. He would do anything for her. From the solemn hours they spent together he already knew. With a smile he simply said, "I love you, Alyssa."

((So sorry for the length. As I type, more and more ideas flow to my brain. I must type them. So, sorry!))

Kyrian didn't know what else to do. His words were only making her sob harder. He was at a loss. He didn't know what else to do. Whatever had happened between Dante and her, it must have been terrible. And somehow, it related to why Kyrian was himself at night again. He certainly knew it. He wanted to know how and why. He wanted to know what she had done, but he didn't want to frighten her any further. He knew whatever it was, she did it for Kyrian. It was a scary thought. Dante could make people do horrible things, for the right price. He knew it was nothing sexual or harmful to her body. Kyrian would have noticed and taken action. But whatever it was, now it seemed worse then those to things combined.

She had calmed down a bit after he spoke once more. He watched her sit up and this time, he noticed. There were bruises along her throat. He recognized that it was a hand print. Kyrians anger flared. Dante. Dante choked her. He left bruises. And Kyrian realized, that Alyssa was right. He could not protect her from Dante. Because he could not protect her, from himself. The only way was to leave. But how? How could he do that now, knowing he has love in, and from, this girl. He clenched his jaw. He hated himself. He hated Dante, and he wanted him gone. Dante had done a plethora of evil, and vile deeds. But he had finally drawn the last straw. He hurt the woman he loved. It would be the last time. That, he would make sure off. He knew with that thought, he may have just started the war again. A war, that only he could see. A war, only he could feel. A war, that only he could win. But he would win. For himself. For the lives Dante had taken. For Alyssa. His anger showed on his face, and he knew. He cast his eyes down for a moment. "Alyssa," He spoke, his eyes rising from the ground to meet her emerald beauties. "I will protect you from him. This, you have my word." He said defiantly.

Kyrian followed her finger to the end. He saw the body of a white rabbit. It had been cut open. Her body was shivering. He sat behind her looking at the body. He wrapped his arms around her and slowly brought her up into his lap. He put his head on hers and closed his eyes. He knew how traumatizing this was for her. He could tell that she had a close relationship with animals, and this violated her every believe, and even her spirit. "Its okay, love. It's okay. I know why you did it. Thank you." He said, not knowing what else to say. Then he remembered.
Inevi.

He brought Alyssa up and sat her back down in the grass. He brought a finger up, signalling one minuet. He smiled wide at her. He walked to his coat and picked out his stone. "Inevi, I need you." He spoke softly into the rock. As quickly as he spoke, he came. He was a massive hawk, now the color of orange, with flecks of red throughout his wings. Kyrian tore of his shirt and took the sleeve. He ripped it off and took a thing of string. He examined the bunny. Its heart was gone, as he had expected. He nodded at Inevi. Inevi got to work. He took the string, and with claw and beak, he sewn the rabbits white fur together again. Kyrian nodded again at Inevi, who flew down and scratched Kyrians hand open. "The blood of an immortal. The power of life." He thought, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He opened its mouth slowly and dripped a few drops of his blood into its mouth. He walked back to Alyssa. "Do not worry, my love. All is well." He spoke softly, putting the rabbit into her hands all the while. "You have done no wrong." He said, almost in a whisper, as the bunny opened its eyes and looked up at Alyssa.

Kyrian was unsure what had happened. He saw the trace amounts of blood flowing down the river. He wondered more what had happened when Dante had arrived, and now he feared Alyssa was harmed. He wanted to scream at Dante, but like before he was gone. He knew that it was somehow related to Alyssa. She could keep him at bay, until it became night. But it was night now. Kyrian was beginning to be very, very confused about what had happened when Dante was present.

Kyrian fell backwards back into the water when Alyssa threw herself on him, holding tightly to him. He wrapped his arms around her, and caressed her hair gently, whispering comforting things. He pulled back a little bit and wiped her tears from her face. "Someone as beautiful as you should not cry, m'lady." He said with a smile. "The tears to not diminish from your beauty, but they should not be falling." He said, stroking her cheek. He hated her crying already, and he wanted to make her feel comforted, and have her smiling again. Kyrian did not know what went on here, and he did not care. At the moment, all he cared about was making sure Alyssa was taken care of and happy again. So, he did not mention Dante at the moment, in fear what he had done would produce more tears. He picked her up and carried her silently out of the river.

At the bank he laid her beautiful body out of his arms and on the soft grass. He laid down besides her and pulled her into his grasp. He kissed her head softly.
"Do not worry, my love. You cannot be harmed now. I am here." He said softly, trying his best to make her feel better. He had not comforted a crying woman before, and had no idea how to go about it. So he just held her silently, waiting for her tears to stop. He would let her lay with him as long as she needed. He had no desire to move her, or to move himself. His comfort was absolute, and his love for Alyssa was growing, in this other moment they were sharing. Kyrian would cherish these small things for eternity, and them some. To him, they weren't small. They were practically the biggest things in his life right now. That made him happy, and he snuggled her closer to him, laying her head down on his chest.
"I am here to protect you, Alyssa. Now and forever." He whispered with a smile, kissing her head again. He closed his eyes and savored the moment.

((No no, don't apologize! I love your long posts.))

Dante watched as the girl's face turned to horror when she heard her task. At first, Dante didn't think she had the nerve. He was excited to watch her do this evil deed. She must have loved Kyrian increasingly amounts. He was repulsed by the idea that she loved Kyrian. Love was a disgusting concept to him. He had no love for anything except sex and violence. So much he usually combined the two.

Dante watched the small unicorn come out, to comfort her no doubt. It was evident that she had a thing for animals, and this was worse than he knew. He loved every second of it. Dante watched her put the bunny down on the ground. Some how, she had sedated it. Dante had allowed this, seeing as if she would had to break the bunny's neck as it was wiggling around, it may have killed her herself. She stomped the bunny's body and Dante heard the distinct crack of the bunny's body under her boot. Her first act of death and murder. That would stick with her for a long time.

Dante did not peel his eyes off of her the entire time. He wanted her to do this with no mistakes. "A monster, aren't you? How good did it feel too take that bunny's life? Did you enjoy the feel of its small body breaking under your boot, Alyssa?" He spoke mockingly. He wanted to torture her as much as he could as she did this. He knew it was incredibly difficult for her as it was, his mockery would add to this.

She proceeded forward. He watched her as she flayed the bunny's small just open. The blood came out and started to cover her hands. The smell of blood was enticing to Dante, and the sight of her doing this to the small rabbit was the same. He licked his lips in anticipation.

"Does the warm blood feel good on your hands, pure one?" He mocked her more, knowing he was making it all worse for her. She cried harder when she reached in and removed the rabbits heart from within its chest. Dante laughed evilly. "Is it still beating, Alyssa?" He said again, laughing once more. She brought her hands to her mouth and took the heart in whole, the tears now water-falling from her emerald eyes. He watched her swallow the heart, it most likely falling slowly down her throat. He laughed once more as she practically threw her self into the river at the sight of the blood covering her hands. He walked over too her and made her look at him, his hand around her throat. He stroked her hair, his smile evil. He whispered slightly, "How does it feel to know you ripped the heart out of a defenseless being?" He spoke harshly. "Now, you and I are no different. We are both monsters." He said, his hand squeezing lightly, cutting of some breath. "Now you can have your precious Kyrian back. But you will ever remember me, pure one. Or shall I say, monster." He said, laughing easily.

"All right big guy, wherever you are. You can take control back. I'm done playing with your little doe. Though know I'll come back in three days. Your time with her, will not laugh. Unless you can get rid of me. And that will not be so easy." Dante spoke to Kyrian inside the mind they both shared. The body outside let out a roar and dropped to the ground. Just as Dante had come, he was gone, and Kyrian was back.

Kyrian awoke in the water. "Wha-? What happened?" He said, his eyes fixed on the beautiful night sky. "Why am I here?"

She said it was no challenge at that she only spoke the truth. Dante scoffed. The truth is only true to some people. He refused to believe in any truths other than his own. Some people proclaim truth in a God, gods or otherworldly beings. Some proclaimed truth in Satan and daemons. Some even proclaimed truth to nothingness and such. Dante proclaimed none of those truth. He had his own. He found his truth in death. In blood and bleeding. Suffering and unhappiness his where he found and laid his truths. She could never understand such a thing like that.

Dante acknowledged her courage, bending knee to him. It was a risky move and some thought a stupid decision. He felt that she knew what she was doing, and took pride that she bent knee to him. He took pride in knowing that he brought enough fear into her that she should do that. He smiled wickedly to himself. He wondered what could drive her to do this. It must have been the thing people call 'Love'. He knew that she must have felt that towards Kyrian to do this for him. Her act was unselfish and, some would even call noble. It was sickening.

Dante did indeed want many things from her. Sex, submission, loyalty, all that and more. And here she was, willingly giving herself over to him. He had done nothing but strike some fear in her and she bent. But she was not broken. Dante decided he wanted to break her. And he knew how. Blood. His mind was set. She was to kill a harmless animal. With her bare hands. Then swallow the heart. It would taint her. She was pure, like a white rose. Perfect and pure. Never having blood on her hands and never bringing harm to the likes of anything. He was about to change all of that.
He turned on his heel and walked a bit into the woods. He found a harmless white bunny and quickly grabbed it by the scuff. He brought it back to her.

"He want me to give you Kyrian back, then this is what you must do." He outstretched the rabbit to her. "Kill it." He said, his smile wicked. "Break the rabbit's soft neck, and then take the sharpest rock you can find, and cut the rabbits chest open. Once you have done that, soak your hands in its warm blood and retrieve its heart. Then you will ingest the heart." He finished his instructions and his smile was wicked. He was truly satisfied with his choice. This was truly a wicked deed for a truly pure woman. He was going to enjoy this.

Dante felt the wind at his face, blowing his hair widely. He still fixed his eyes on Alyssa, like a bird on prey. She seemed surprised that he had not struck upon her. Though his rage and sudden anger had not deterred her! Only seemed to make her convictions stronger! What was she plying for, he wondered. She had a motive, and he just had to figure out what that motive was. He had stared to make her cry, and that satisfied Dante. Tears was a start. Soon she'd be screaming in terror and running for the hills. She said he couldn't make her run. Is she ill? He was the master of making people run. "Is that a bit of challenge I hear in your voice?" He pressed, questioning if she did indeed mean to challenge him. Her statement meant it, but her tone had not.

Dante moved slightly when she suddenly pushed him away from her after his evil truth he spoke into her ear. Dante met her eyes and smiled wickedly. He was getting her exactly where he wanted her. He wanted her angry and upset. He laughed vilely as she shook her head and seemed to break under his evil pressures. "Good. Break you pathetic roach. My power is too much for you." He thought to himself. This thought pleased him much and turned to be true in the next part of events.

Dante stared her down as she knelt before him. He felt like a god at her submission. He had made women submit before him before, though it had been for different motives. This victory tasted the best. Dante stared into her emerald eyes that were filled with fright and tears. The way he liked them. He thought about her request. She was willing to do anything Dante wanted, anything, just to receive a bit more time with Kyrian? He would come back tomorrow night, and if she planed to stay, she would just endure his torturous ways again. He had not a sliver of an idea of how to answer this girl whom was now on her knees before him.
"You are aware of the stakes you are putting yourself at, correct?" He asked her in an evil tone. He was shocked at this, and she was willing to do this for another day with Kyrian. "She must feel attachment for him. Bastard." Dante thought to himself, a pang of jealously hitting his heart. He had laid with many women, but never had been loved by any. And now Kyrian had this. Dante was jealous, though he'd never admit. He decided how to answer the girl eventually.
"It is not as simple as you think. As per Kyrian and I's agreement, I own the night. What do you, a small girl, have the ability to offer me?" He asked her, wondering what she really could offer.