Keira D. Skye

Hey, hey, just a little scare._ Said Nico, backing away from a very guarded Katty. __otta get used to those if your going to be a Vampire. Just wanted to see if you were on your game. As far as I can tell, you are.__atty immediately retreated, putting her dagger back inside of her purse. Now instead of stabbing Nico in his chest, she slapped him hard across his arm. __erk! Don't ever do that again! You nearly gave me a heart attack!_ After her heart stopped fluttering for a moment, Katty drew her attention towards Nico and what he was wearing. Nico was lookin' pretty hot tonight. Jumping out and scaring her, now took second place. For what she saw before her was nothing less than a dark, Gothic dream. Mmm...oh yes..Yum..Yum..Yum!

Nico looked very tall and thin wearing a opaque black sweatshirt hoodie and dark inked skinny jeans. His outer physical structure was handsome and gaunt, straight jet black hair razored and clipped in angles, a few purple highlights, and his white skin toned the color of alabaster. She had always liked the slender salamander type. He totally looked punk rock tonight, and that made him look absolutely awesome! A curtain of fog parted in front of him, giving him even more of the illusion as if he was part of a rock band at a rock band concert. Katty now saw Nico with exaggerated clarity. Nico Rocket looked so freakin' hot! He looked so good-looking at times, especially within the dark scenes of rolling fog and a pitchy darkness. She randomly wondered what he looked like before he was bit and turned into a Vampire. Had he been a Renaissance geek just like her? Before she could really examine him and fantasize of what he must have looked like before turning into a Vampire, the fog closed in all around him again, surrounding him with a ring of solitary imprisonment. He now lurked as a shadow among the shadows, disappearing into the illusion of gray__. She didn't like him for not showing up on time, but all had been forgiven as soon as she had seen him all dressed up in his Gothic best. So what if he didn't believe in punctuality? His hotness sure made up for the rest! Through the fog, she saw his bright red eyes pierce through the heaviness of the darkness. He then broke free from the fog, leaving a trail of the thickened smoke lingering far behind, and wide.

They still had sexual relations with another, slept in the same bed, shared kisses and intimacy and matrimonial fluid, however both were not married to each other in that sense, although there was a piece of paper that said otherwise.

There was a war between them, between love and the right thing to do, and it kept assaulting them, kept keeping them apart.

His breathing was heavy, and full of life. He shivered still, his hand finding Katty unsteady and unprepared of what was going to come next. __ hurt you!_ Nico said, his voice raised with worry. __o, not at all, honey, my sweetest Master, but you have me, all of me, the wholeness of me and my darkness._ __ou play with the devil dear._ Nico sombered. __o._ Katty defiantly said. __ou took my blood and it made me your slave, yet I love every minute of it.___ell me you love me Katty._ He said, nearing her closer than close, mending the space between them with the threads of courage. __ell me you have no fear, nor no weakness against me. Or no shame in loving me.___ fear you not, my love._ Katty sincerely committed. __ fear only that you will be taken away by the hands of the vampire hunter, and only then, will I fall.

And even though they had not had sex yet, he was a great lover, replacing sex with the science of bravery and inner strength. Meredith had always wanted a man with this kind of depth.