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Hope walked into Daniel’s room. The Blood Mage turn to look at her with vivid red eyes. His lean torso was exposed and several scars marred his skin. His handsome face was a stony mask of mild annoyance and it somehow made the scar the run up from under his shirt through the right side of his lips. Her eyes roamed over his bare chest. For a seventeen year old boy, he was remarkably well built. Then again when one spends the ages of five to fifteen surviving in this harsh world, Hope was in no way surprised that he resembled a jungle cat when he moved. Silent and graceful.
“Knocking is a thing, Hope. It’s called being polite.” His voice was a nice tenor with just a hint of power in its undertone. When he was angry it was like listening to a dragon speak. When he was younger, back when she first met him in the house that her mother lived in before she could free her father; he couldn’t control his voice. It sound like a child, a teenager and a man were all speaking at once.
“Your door was unlocked. I took it as an invitation.” He bared his teeth to reveal upper and lower canines that didn’t quite belong to a human. He was a blood mage, the last descendant of the original clan of magic users that built the Tower of Babel. His magic was unlike any others and while he could do any magic, his main power or the one he utilized more than most was ripping the blood out of one of his many enemies and then shaping it into a weapon to kill the remaining.
Eleven years of being hunted has made Daniel...it has given him some very socially inappropriate reactions to something. The first time Hope and the rest of school learned that Daniel didn’t really understand how to act around people was when he put Lizzie through a wall because she walked up behind him and touched his shoulder. While she's only recently made friend with the Saltzman twin, seeing her fly through a wall was without a doubt the most entertaining thing she witnessed that day
Hope closed the door behind her and moved towards his bed. He had laid out the clothes he’d wear tomorrow and she laughed. Daniel didn’t do much in the way of fashion. When he wandered, he wore faded cargo pants, a sleeveless tee and steel toed boots, which he used to kick people taller than him.
“How was class?” Daniel sighed and closed his eyes to take a deep breath. Uh oh. He pushed the dresser shut and tossed a pair of socks onto the bed. He folded the clothes and put them on the dresser. She watched the way the muscles on his back and shoulders ripple and shift as he moved.
“I do not understand Penelope Park.” Hope laughed and crawled onto his bed. He growled at her when she slightly disturbed something under the covers. It was an inhuman sound and she looked at him. He was cute when he growl. Hope looked at him, holding his gaze and growled back. The wolf in her stirred as Daniel glared at her. He wasn’t a werewolf but he was a predator. Daniel walked into a room and if everyone in the room noticed him. He had this presence of coiled violence and when you looked into his eyes something primal and danger snarled at you. Held back by the chains of his will. As a werewolf, Hope could feel his presence ever time she drew near wherever he was. He was a superior killer and every instinct in her body told her so. The best part was that he was all hers.
“What are you trying to understand?” Penelope was a manipulator by nature. Anything she does serves her own agenda. Hope shifted the sheets and found a bastard sword resting in a dark scabbard. She knew Daniel had a sword, a simple blade that Daniel used quite effectively. This one however was new. The handle was wrapped in aged leather and a large ruby sat in the pommel. It had a graceful basket guard that had protected one side of the handle and a cross guard shaped like outstretched wings.
She reached for it but before she could touch it, it flew off the bed and into Daniel’s open hand. He looked at her and spoke a word. Daniel spoke some ancient language that no one knew and he didn’t weave words like most spell. He spoke one word and reshaped reality. The sword disappeared.
“What was that?” Hope asked, knowing the answer she’d get. When she found Daniel, a brand new student at Mystic Falls High, he fought the entire football team all by himself and came out only slightly bloodied she’d learned that Daniel was exceptional skill in the art of violence. She also learned that getting him to reveal anything about his past or his powers was like pulling teeth out.
“A sword.” She looked at him and the stony mask cracked a little as a slight grin tugged at the edges of his lips, cause his scar to catch the light.
“Do you enjoy being purposely vague?” he rolled his shoulders back and crawled into bed with her. She moved and settled next to him, finding safety and warm in his arms. He was dangerous, wild and atypically stubborn but he was loyal and he never treated her differently because of what she was or who her father was. Her hand traced the scars on his chest then danced along his abs. He was remarkably well shaped from his lean built to his slightly narrow waist that held up his sweats.
“Hope.” He warned. A harsh light rolled over Daniel’s eyes and his voice dropped into a low growl. She looked up at him innocently and batted her eyes at him. She trailed her hand down lower until he snatch her wrist, forcing her to stop. It was a gently grip but she knew that Daniel didn’t let anything go once he got a hold of it.
“You’re playing a dangerous game.” Something wild flashed in his eyes and Hope crawled on top of him. He sat up without using his arms and she found them so close their noses were almost touching. Daniel didn’t say anything but the question was in his eyes. He would never do anything without her permission and he took great care to keep his more...wild side at bay to respect her. She found it incredibly attractive.
She dipped her head and his lips tasted like steel and male. Magic washed over her, setting every nerve of her on end. His control was slipping and it was intoxicating that she could do this to him. She opened her mouth and deepened the kiss. His hands settled on her hips, clenching the fabric of her shirt. She reached down and guided his hands to pull it up. He broke the kiss to pull it over her head and instantly kissed her again. His fingers gently trailed over her skin, mapping every in of her bare skin. He kissed down her neck, reach that point where it joined her shoulder and a warm jolt shot through her. She gasped and he pulled back, worry filled his eyes and face.
“Are you okay?” She laughed and kissed him gently.
“I’m fine, I liked that. You should do it more.” Daniel tilted his head adorably before tentatively kissed her back. His hand reached up into her hair and with a surprising amount of force pulled her head back. His fangs scrapped her skin and heat shot straight to her core. He undid her bra and pulled it off. His lips trailed down her chest and his took a nipple in his mouth. Bathing it in heat while the other hand kneaded her other.
“Daniel.” She gasped as she ground against him. She could feel him pressing against her through the fabric of both their pants. He growled low in his throat and she felt his canines against her skin again. She snarled and wrenched his head from her chest to smash her lips against his. He responded by rolling over so he was on top and between her legs.
The wolf inside her snarled and she shoved him back. He made a distinctively unmanly squawk as he flew off the bed and hit the ground with a solid thud. She crawled towards the edge of the bed to find Daniel rolling to his feet, eyes glowing and fangs bared. A low sound came from him and Hope matched it. She gripped the edge of his bed hard enough for the wood to creak under her fingertips.
“Dangerous game, Hope.” Magic charged his voice. Fear shot through her along with another wave of arousal.
“Come get it, Daniel.” Daniel had this ability, she wasn’t sure if it was magical or not, but when he wanted to, no one saw him move. Not even vampires with their ability to move faster than the eye could follow could keep track of him. One moment, he’s on all fours, looking like a cat about to pounce and the next he was pulling her up and kissing her roughly. His fang cut into her lips adding blood to the taste of him. Hope couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as his hand gripped her hair and the other pressed against the small of her back, crushing her to him. She rose up and with a little magic flipped him back onto the bed. She spun around and crawled up to him. She kissed his abs and worked her way up. Daniel made a strange hissing sound like he was sucking in a breath through his teeth and the way his jaw was made with the fangs had the air whistling slightly.
She nipped at his lips and her hands tugged his sweats down. Daniel muttered a curse in that language of his as her fingers trailed through the dense, dark curls. He was bigger than she had expected. His member stood at attention, just begging for attention. She smiled at him and the look he gave her was positively possessive. It did wondrous things to her body. She nuzzled him then tasted him. She decided that she liked the taste of him. He gripped the sheets and cursed hoarsely. She licked, tasted and teased him until he pulled her up and he kissed her hard enough to take her breath.
“Blood and Bone, you are gorgeous.” he said huskily. She laughed at him and nipped his nose. He bit the air and smiled at her. There was something incredibly devious in that smile and alarm shot through her. The last time she saw that smile, he tore apart a group of hunters with his bare hands. Using their blood to form large claws made out of a strange metallic material and armor. Suddenly his hands gripped her thighs and hauled her up. He attacked her core through the materials of her sweats and she gasped.
Pure pleasure bombarded her only slightly muffled by her clothes. His magic danced over her body. Swelling over her breast like liquid fire that turned her body to jello. It slowly climbed up the back of her neck and it left her breathless. She didn’t know magic like this existed.
“Let go.” She said and Daniel pulled back instantly. She stood on his bed and stepped back. She wiggled out of her sweats and panties. Daniel’s eyes dilated until only a thin, glowing ring of red remained.
“Last chance, Hope.” Daniel said in that multi-layered, magic charged voice of his, “Say stop and I’ll go.” He meant it too. If she said no, he’d leave and never talk about this again. Hope smiled at him and slowly stepped back into her previous position. Daniel looked at her from between her legs and he scraped his fangs over her inner thigh, so close to her core.
“I didn’t say stop.” Hope growled and he laughed. The next few minutes were a haze of pleasure as he devoured her. He licked her folds before delving into her depths. Hope gasped out his name. He found the bundle of nerves and she came undone. She fell back and Daniel cursed as he twisted to catch her.
“Hope?” he asked. He gently set her down on the bed and leaned over her. Magic crackled over him, waiting for him directed it. He scanned her body for injuries, each spasm made his expression more concerned. It took her a bit to regain her breath but the moment she could, she laughed at him. He bared his teeth and snarled at her.
“Not amusing.” Hope laughed even harder. Daniel sat back and crossed his arms over his chest. He sat there, erect and pouting while she laughed away. He waited for her to stop and push herself up into a sitting position.
“What was that? Did I hurt you?” Hope laughed again and a low sound full of menace rolled over her.
“I had an orgasm, Daniel.” She cupped his cheek and kissed him. He, for being someone of extreme violence, has shown he’s capable of being kind, almost tender. No, very tender if theses last few moments were anything to go by.
“And that...is a good thing?” he asked. She pulled his arms apart and settled in his lap. He held her very, very carefully. For a long time, they sat there. Naked and just basking in each other’s warmth.
“You don’t know what an orgasm is?” Hope asked and Daniel look at her. He looked down and tapped the scar that ran from his pelvis up to his face, through his lips.
“I haven’t had a lot of time to think beyond surviving to the next morn. This...is new to me.”
“You certainly know how to make a girl feel good. Where did you learn that?” Hope asked as Daniel kissed her neck, did that thing where he scrapped the sharp edges of his teeth against her skin while his magic dance through her body.
“I’ve spent eleven years taking the human body apart.” He said into her neck before moving down to her breasts again, making her gasp and writhe in his grip, “You learn a thing or two about it.”
Daniel laid her down and trailed fire to her core, where he started doing that thing again. Hope reached down and dug her fingers into her hair. She pulled him up and he looked at her strangely. She felt the wolf rising. She saw her reflection in his eyes and knew that her eyes were glowing amber.
“Do you know how sex works.” Daniel looked at her and he looked down between them where his member was rubbing against her thigh.
“Yes.” Hope grinned and kissed him hard. Biting his lip on her way back, Hope reached between them and guided him to her entrance. The head slipped in and Daniel sucked in a whistling breath. He looked at her and she nodded. He pushed further in, she felt him press against her barrier and break through. Pain slashed through her and Daniel stopped; his nostrils flared and his eyes turned solid red. She’d forgotten about that. Daniel suffers from a similar kind of bloodlust that Vampires have except when Daniel fed on blood, he went into this energetic frenzy in what he described as a shot of pure adrenaline to the heart then snorting five lines of coke.
Magic filled the room and pleasure burst through her as Daniel visibly shook over her. He leaned down and Hope froze as she felt all four of his fangs on her neck. She made soothing noises as she rubbed his back.
“This is a bad idea.” Daniel said quietly. For some reason, Hope laughed.
“You’re literally inside me. Do you want to stop?” Daniel pulled back to look at her, the bloodlust in his eyes died and was replaced by something resembling anger.
“Absolutely not.” Hope kissed him to keep herself from laughing more. He pushed deeper and Hope forgot how to think for a moment. It was an odd feeling, being so full. He retreated and she made a small whine of protest. He smirked and filled her once again. His magic retreated as he focused on filling her again and again. Bliss bombarded her as she clung to him, nails digging into his back. She smelled blood and felt it on her fingers. Daniel’s eyes went red and he moved faster. She felt his muscles move and knew he was holding back. Not that she minded as the ball of molten pleasure at her core shattered and she came again.
“Daniel,” She said as she came down and realized that he was holding himself completely still inside her. He opened his eyes and she saw something primal in his eyes, “I can take it.” he didn’t say anything and Hope wasn’t sure he could. She was fairly certain he was devoting all of his energy to remain in control.
“I can take it.” She repeated and a semblance of intelligence returned to his eyes. She repeated herself and he pulled back. Hope let out a breath at the sudden emptiness. She protested when he sudden rolled her over onto her stomach and then pulled her up until her back was flush with his chest. One hand palmed her breast while the other teased her center making her gasp for breath.
“Daniel.” She pleaded and he tortured her for a few more seconds before he stopped and once again entered her. This time was rougher, faster. She couldn’t breathe it was too good. Something wild awoke in her and she bucked against him. She turned her head to look at him and she growled, biting dangerously close to his neck. His hand left her breast and wrenched her head back so he could kiss her savagely.
Hope couldn’t think straight. The world narrowed down to the heat between her legs and how Daniel filled her repeatedly with endless, brutal stamina. The pain added somehow to the pleasure and She growled at him, fighting his grip, pushing back against him. She felt him bit her shoulder, away from any major blood vessel and pleasure assaulted her from a different angle. Magic swelled through her, cupping her breasts, traveling to every erogenous part of her body and setting them aflame.
“More.” Hope said and Daniel said something she didn’t quite catch but he shoved her down until she was on all four and with newfound strength plundered her depths. She chanted his name with every thrust and begged for more as he reached further inside her.
“Hope.” He warned and she turned back to look at him. His teeth were bared and his hands gripped her hips with bruising strength. She rocked back to met his thrusts, forcing him deeper. His eyes roamed over her body before he met her eyes. He bent down to kiss her and palm her breast roughly while his magic focused on her clit. Hope’s world went white as she came with a hoarse yell. Daniel made a harsh male noise and she felt him fill her one more time before a new kind of warmth settled within her. It her a moment to realize that it was his release and that neither of them had stopped to consider condoms.
The two of them collapsed together and Daniel gathered her in his arms. Hope snuggled in close and sighed happily. Daniel huffed and Hope moved her head just enough to look at him from the corner of her eyes. The aftermath still sizzled through her and she felt him soften without leaving her. Hope found that she didn’t want him to leave her even with his softened state.
“I just realized that the pillows are on the other side of the bed and I have no desire to move right now.” Daniel huffed and Hope giggled. She understood what he meant as she didn’t want to move either.
“We’ll move later. Right now we should get some sleep. We have class tomorrow.” Hope said and he made a noise. Magic surrounded them and Hope wasn’t sure she could take anymore but instead she found herself under the covers with Daniel holding her, propped up on the pillows. Must be nice having that much power. He gently kissed the part of her collarbone he bit earlier and a pleasant tingle washed over it.
“I didn’t mean to take any.” He said in a slightly sad voice, “I’m sorry.” Hope twisted around, mourning the loss of him inside her but she rested her chin on his chest so she could look up at him, throwing her leg over his and bringing it up to rest on midsection.
“I didn’t mind and I think you should do it again.” Daniel looked at her, running his hand through her hair, gently massaging her scalp. Hope growled low in her throat as she leaned into his touch.
“We’ll be doing this again?” he asked, sounding genuinely surprised. Hope slid up, across his chest, feeling her nipples run over his scars and kissed him deeply. He returned it and he traced the shape of her figure with his hand that wasn’t in her hair until he reach her ass and gripped it with more force than she expected; causing her to huff into his kiss.
“We’ll be doing this many times. Problem?” Hope said as she broke the kiss. Daniel looked at her with glowing eyes and he smiled lazily at her.
“None at all.” Good. Hope kissed him again and after a few more moments pulled back and rubbed against his manhood.
“Ready for more already?” Hope had heard and read that most guys could go only one round. Not that she was complaining about the round they just finished but Hope didn’t expect any more from him. He quite literally rocked her world more than once and she wasn’t sure she could take another round.
“Only if you can handle it.” She saw the challenge in his eyes and heard it in his voice. The animal inside snarled and Hope found herself straddling him, grinding against his growing length.
“Try to keep up this time, Verrigan.” She said and he snapped his teeth at her.
“Bring it on, Mikaelson.” Neither of them got much sleep that night and were wide awake when the first light of day shone through the window of Daniel’s window. They finally broke apart so they could take a much needed shower but got delayed when Daniel pulled her back into bed for one last quick rut before they began the day.