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Masquerade	By : snakecharms Category: Anita Blake > General Views: 4333 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I ascended the stairs that lead to my apartment, when I could see the beginning of my floor. I saw Bianca leaning against my door, her arms folded underneath her chest. I guessed she must have heard me as she was already looking in my direction and had the most alluring smile that meant everything and nothing at all. I slowly made my way towards Bianca, not because I was weary of her a big mistake when you start to feel casual around vampires, but because the two duffle bags were beginning to strain my arms with that lovely burning sensation that you would get when you decided it would be easier to carry everything but to only realize you decided poorly. As I neared Bianca I could distinguish what she was wearing. A pure black top that resembled a one-piece swimming suit that faded into tight dark blue jeans that overlaid a pair of black boots. The whole outfit expressed her feminine features and you could tell she wasn't wearing any underwear if you were looking. Yup.

"What’s with the outfit?" I smiled as I neared her, Bianca in turn made a faint smile as she shrugged. I placed the duffle bags at my feet and fished out my apartment keys.

"What no hello, how are you or who's been taking care of the cat Bianca?" Bianca spoke as she picked up the duffle bags with ease; it was almost funny that she was significantly shorter then me and could bench press a car. Almost.

I opened my door and entered, "Ok, how are you and who's been taking care of the cat Bianca? and you still haven't answered my question."

Bianca entered and placed the bags near the couch, I heard a mewing as Yuri ran past me and began to curl herself around Bianca's leg. I felt the love.

"I'm fine and during your stay at the hospital I took care of Yuri... oh yes I did..." The last part was hopefully meant for the cat as Bianca began to gently scratch Yuri underneath her chin. She said it in the way you speak to animals or really slow children. Ok the last part was just my rendition of it.

I closed the door and walked over to my couch, I would have checked for claw marks and the other damages that my new feline friend would have caused in my absence, but decided to just lounge on the couch. I leaned back and expected to be greeted with the slow methodical reliable movement of the fan, but instead of that I was greeted with Bianca gazing down at me. Her hair falling down like black silk as her amber eyes looked into mine. It felt quite comforting to look into her face and I had to resist the urge to reach up and caress her.

"Yes?" I probably would have stuttered if I spoke more, thank god for straightforward questions.

"Why do you have guns, er ber bullets and holy water in your duffle bags?" Bianca sighed and I was beginning to think I had ruined the serenity of this moment. Damn.

"Executing Voran tomorrow" I said that quite casually on my part, in the manner that you would say. "I'm going to pick up the dry cleaning...” I guess I was a bit to casual as Bianca gazed down at me and she had the most melancholy expression upon her face. My eyes followed her as she rounded the couch and sat besides me. I really was tired and I didn't feel like answering fifty questions.

"I know you have to, but tell me the truth... are you doing this because of what he did to me?"

Partially yes, hell of course I was doing it for you. It was one of those male egotistical moments that no one in their right mind would ever understand, well unless you happened to be a guy. Though I guessed I could have slightly lied and say that it was my job, but in reality it was for her and the future that could have been. Maybe I'm a bit too sentimental, but dammit Voran had changed everything and made me question the ideals I thought I had, or maybe it showed that I was prejudiced. My uncle Steven and Bianca were showing me that vampires still retained their humanity... though they drank blood and could snap a person in two, hell nobodies perfect.

"Yes it's because of what he did to you."

"Why?"

I sighed, "I vowed to myself, when I first heard about what happened to you that I would kill the vampire that attacked you..."

"I knew you were going to say that... damn Jacob, I thought you outgrew the knight in shinning armor mentality." She said with a simple smile. It felt odd talking to Bianca like this, I know it should have been easier to talk to her since we do have a long past together, but she was different. Well besides the vampire part, it just seemed that she always had an alternate motive to everything that she did now. Though I guess I had to accept that she would change over time and that her vampirism would push things along.

A faint smile appeared upon my face, "Bianca I'll never outgrow that..."

"Boy scout..."

"Push over"

We both laughed at the remarks, it was moments like these that I missed the most with her. Just sitting somewhere and talking, nothing fancy like dinner or a movie. Just talking and inside I dreaded telling about Sarah. Though the laughter would fade to a slight murmur and in time I heard Bianca sigh.

"Ws ons on your mind Jacob?" I guess I had paused for to long and the slight glance I took in her general direction had only raised some suspicion. I really had to stop doing that and act more casual.

I could have lied, hell it would have made me feel better but I knew that she would know by her own instincts and the fact that most if not all vampires could sense a lie didn't help. "A coworker asked me out on a date today... and I said yes."

I turned my head over to her and expected Bianca to be angry and about to pound my face in with her fist, yet she remained calm and almost appeared happy to hear . Sh. She was freaking me out.

"Ah, would you have feelings towards her? Besides the general 'I want to get her into bed' type of scheme?"

"She asked me out for a date, and I'm not sure what my feelings are towards her... and why do you think that I have the slightest notion of getting her into bed?" I was telling the truth on that one, guys don't always think about sex. Theres also sports you know.

Bianca gave me the type of smile that showed that she knew more then I was willing to tell. "I can smell it upon you."

In all reality it was towards Bianca, it was just something that called out to me. The way she held herself, everything about her attracted me and the fact that we had an intimate relationship in the past didn't help at all, but I wasn't about to cave in. Yet.

"She is attractive in her own way, but I guess I'll find out when I set the date... that’s if you don't mind that is." Again I expected Bianca to l atl at me and hurl my body across the room, but like last time she just sat there complacent with everything that she was hearing. Something was up, I could feel it.

"I don't mind..." That just screamed red alert.

"Ok whats on your mind... I can't help but sense a sort of guilt trip coming from you." I sighed.

"Nothing, I know you'll come back to me in the end." Bianca said that with an all-knowing smile. The sad part was that she was speaking the truth, I always did find solace in her company. What are best friends for after all.

We sat their in relative silence, maybe thinking about what we discussed or trying to share one of those moments were words aren't said but you can feel inside what the both of you wanted. Hell I didn't know which, but don't tell her that.
Though I knew I had to get the information oranoran for tomorrow, the STF squad needed the information and we had to act as soon as possible. Their lives depended on me and there was no way in hell that I was going to screw up.

"Bianca, I need the information on Voran and his daytime resting place."

Bianca sighed as she told me the information that I needed, he was dwelling in a derelict textile factory in South San Francisco otherwise known as South City. I had to trust Bianca on this one and trusting a vampire is like rule number one violation.
Rule one: Never trust a vampire.
"Why"Why do you have to go after Voran? he'll kill you... he isn't like any of the others that you've executed." Bianca spoke with a sort of urgency laced with worry. I held her hand and it felt soft and warm to the touch, I tried to push out the fact that the only way for her to get this type of warmth was that she had fed upon another. It almost worked and again I was in violation of rule number two.
Rule two: Never willingly touch a vampire.

Bianca looked down at my hand and gently squeezed as I spoke, "I have to do this Bianca, or they'll be more murders, I have to stop him..."

In that moment, before I could blink she held out a small black wooden box, the type of box that usually held a precious trinket or expensive jewelry. I just gazed at the box, not really annoyed with the fact that she had done another mind game on me, but it was the box itself that was making me question her motives.

"Whats that?" I said, a part of me wanted to knoat wat was inside and the other part wished that this had never happened.

"Open it." Bianca was smiling as she held the box, I withdrew my hand from her warm grasp and gingerly withdrew the box from her hand. I took a glance up to her and she still had that lovely expression upon her face.

"Here goes nothing..." I lifted the hinged lid and parted the black silk to reveal a simple silver cross with a matching chain, it contrasted so perfectly with the black silk that it made it quite beautiful. I looked up at Bianca and she was smiling, though I was beginning to wonder how she was able to get this.

"How did you..." Bianca finished my sentence before I could finish, "I have my ways Jacob..."

"Why?" It was now my turn to ask that all annoying question. She simply smiled and shrugged, those small gestures weren't helping me keep my urge under control. It takes a very beautiful andenteented person to make the most simple of gestures sexy.

I shook my head and folded the black silk over the cross and closed the black box, it would have been bad form to take it out and hold it out in front of her. I would have made me look ungrateful if I drove her out of my apartment with her gift.

"Is it blessed?" Now if she were able to get it blessed, I would be truly amazed. Vampires and blessed crosses don't mix well.

She nodded, "It's been blessed and it's pure silver, though I'm guessing you want to try it out..." Bianca made it almost sound like the cross was a new car ready for a test drive.

"You sure? I don't want to cause you any discomfort..." I said as I held the black box in hand.

The alluring smile was still upon her face as she nodded, though in her eyes I could sense a sort of sadness. Maybe some discomfort, though in the time that it took me ten ten think of those motives. The wavering in her eyes, which could have given her true emotions away, were gone. "I can sense that you don't believe me, which hurts... but to prove it to you I want you to take it out and let the cross show it's true self."

I didn't mean to hurt her in anyway, but it was true that I didn't believe the cross to be real. Then again I was only following rule number three.
Rule three: Always question a vampires motives.

I opened the box and parted the smooth black silk again, I held the cross by its silver chain and slowly lifted it out of its resting place. I kept my eyes upon the cross and once it peaked over the black lid, it instantly shone like a halogen light. I saw Bianca divert her gaze elsewhere as she lifted up her hands to block the light. I heard her breathing quicken and in that moment I placed the silver cross back into the black box and placed the black silk over it, by the time I closed the lid I was looking up at Bianca.

"I'm sorry for doubting you... it's just that trusting..." How could I say it without it sounding rude. It was true though, I couldn't trust vampires and yet I trusted Bianca. Yet I didn't just see Bianca, I saw what she had become. A vampire, one of the enemy and even after all of that I still thought of her as my best friend and I even wanted her body. Jeez.

Bianca blinked her eyes, they seemed so large upon her face at that moment as the color of her amber irises returned. She smiled as if nothing had happened, ten points to her for that one. "It's alright, I'm glad that you questioned me... if you didn't I would start to question if you were losing your touch."

I smiled, "Thank you for the present."

Bianca smiled as she leaned over and placed a kiss upon my lips, I felt her hand slowly travel up my inner thigh as I placed my hand atop of hers to halt her movement. I pulled away from her soft lips and resisted the urge to lick my lips. As I gazed into her flawless face and noticed that a few strands of hair came loose, she brushed them aside.

"No... the last time we did something like this, you bit me and I had a small stay in the hospital."

Bianca shifted upon the couch so that she would be somewhat curled upon the couch. Her expression remained the same as she spoke, "That was an accident, it was just I wanted to taste you... I didn't mean to." She sounded so sincere and I believed her. I'm getting soft. Dammit.

"It's alright..." I sighed because I wanted her badly in everyway possible, but as always the part that me me back was that she was a vampire. Even though in the court system they were now considered alive. Though from what I've seen with my eyes and how they laid lifeless in their coffins made me think otherwise.

Bianca reached out and gently caressed my face as she smiled, "I'm still the same person..."

I raised my eyebrow, "Were you delving into my mind." if she was I swear to god she was going to get kicked out of my apartment, the whole reason was because she had promised not to do that to me.

"No, I just took a guess. I figured something was holding you back, you never did hold back..." She sat there curled up, personally it looked quite uncomfortable.

I sighed, "I know, but..." I couldn't think of a logical excuse, the fact that I had sexual feelings towards a vampire scared me. Guys do have standards, there just aren't as many. One of them for was vampires. Though my past with Bianca was intimate what she was now just pushed me away. Yet I still questioned that, it was and still is Bianca. Though in my mind the only thing that separated us was her vampirism and as time passed on that gap became smaller. The Slayer was falling for a vampire. Great.

Bianca leaned forward as she got on her hands and knees, her face a few inches away from mine and all I could see were the details within her amber irises.

"I'm still me Jacob... the same person that you knew since high school." Her voice seductive and her lilac perfume wasn't helping me keep myself in control. She leaned over and placed another kiss upon my lips. I placed my hands upon her waist and drew her closer to me. I shifted my weight and position so that she would be able to straddle me, but as she leaned over I slipped and we both fell to the carpeted floor. Bianca's black hair hid most of her face as it draped across my chest. We both laughed as she brushed her hair aside. She filled that gesture with as much sex as possible and it was working.
We gazed into each other’s eyes for a while before we kissed again, my hands traveled up her waist and soon I reached her breasts. I cupped and molded them to my hands as Bianca let out a surprised gasp. I felt her slowly kiss down from lips to my neck, before she could go any further I stopped her with my left fingers against her lips.

"Just wait and lean back..." Bianca looked at me with lust filled eyes as she leaned back, I reached inside of my shirt and pulled out the beginnings of my silver chain, which held my cross. Bianca closed her eyes and propped herself in place as she placed her hands square upon my waist. I removed the cross and placed it on top of the coffee table. Bianca leaned forward as she buried her face in my chest, her delicate hands placed high upon my chest.

"Do you want to move to the bedroom?"

Bianca nodded against my chest, her silken hair hiding her face from my view. I embraced Bianca as I arose from the carpeted floor taking her with me. As we made our way to the bedroom, she looked up at me with passion as I leaned down and kissed her upon the forehead. I closed the door behind us as we entered the bedroom and Bianca began to playfully tug at my black shirt. She unbuckled my belt as I took off the shirt and let it fall to the floor as my hands traveled down her waist. I began to fumble with her jeans, it felt like an eternity but I was finally able to loosen them. They still hugged her body as Bianca shifted her hips and pushed her jeans down slightly, I saw that her top really did resemble a one piece bathing suit except it revealed a lot more once it reached the waist. I gently laid Bianca down upon the bed as I kneeled before her. Sure boots are nice to wear and they even make you look taller, but hell they get in the way of certain situations. I quickly untied both of our boots and tossed them aside. Bianca propped herself up as she arched her waist upwards, I pulled at her jeans which slide down her slender body like a second skin. Once her jeans were off, I slowly ascended her body as I placed each kiss higher upon her inner thigh. I felt Bianca's hand move through my hair as I kissed past her breasts and up to her lips. I looked into her amber eyes as I brushed aside a few strands of her hair. My right hand caressed her cheek and then down to the skintight top she wore.

"Off..." I whispered into her ear as I snapped the material against her skin, she gasped but from the look in Bianca’s eyes it seemed she enjoyed it. Bianca nodded as she pushed me back, I knelt on the bed before her as she trailed her hands up to the black straps. I watched Bianca as if hypnotized by her actions. She revealed more of her lightly tanned flesh as the black suit lowered, her nipples only a few shades darker then her flesh as she slipped the suit off to her hips. Bianca leaned forward as she traced her right index finger down from my neck to the center of my jeans, her finger hooking me as she pulled me close and placed a kiss upon my lips. I felt her tug again at my jeans.

"Your turn." Bianca spoke as I felt her brush her lips against mine. Lilac perfume mixed with her scent as I laid Bianca on her back. I placed my hands at her waist as I tugged upon the crumpled top and slipped it off of her body. Bianca's body was flawless as curves and muscular features were where they were supposed to be. Her black hair fanned over the pillows as she smiled. I undid my jeans and as I had gotten them to mid thigh Bianca spoke.

"My left jean pocket..."

As I removed my jeans and boxers, I checked her pocket and pulled out a condom. I raised my left eyebrow as I slowly crawled over Bianca, the condom held in my right hand. I kissed up her stomach and over her breasts as she sighed. I felt her fingers dig into the broad of my back, her nails gliding along as we kissed. I placed the condom on the nearby bed stand and caressed my right hand down her body. Bianca gasped as my hand went further and plunged within. I looked into her eyes as I pressed my forehead against hers, Bianca’s hands tightened around me as I took in her scent. She caressed my face as she diverted my gaze to her eyes, I stared into them as they had an unusual brightness to them as if two orbs of amber fire dwelled within. I closed my eyes as we both kissed and even then I saw the amber orbs except when I opened my eyes, Bianca's face was haloed in amber light.

"What have you done?" I said enraptured in lust, kissing her and let my hand travel around her body.

Bianca's eyes fluttered shut as my hand caressed her breasts, her mouth opened and closed as a soft moan escaped. "I've made you mine..."

I smiled as I took the condom in hand and placed it on, easier said then done and believe me, as my current angle made it difficult. I placed a kiss upon her lips as I slowly glided my left hand down her face; she kissed the flesh of my palm. She pulled me closer as I felt her fangs trace along my lip and in that moment I entered her.
Bianca gasped as I moved slowly, though I felt a twinge of pain as she bit my lip. The taste of salty iron spread as I felt her tongue over the wound. I moved my hips in a rhythmic motion as we both gazed into each other, Bianca pulled me close as she slipped her tongue in and I tasted my blood upon her lips. Her left hand moved from the base of my neck through my hair as my left cheek pressed against her right. I felt Bianca loosely wrap her legs around my waist as our bodies were slick with sweat. I kissed her lips as I trailed down to her neck, Bianca moaned louder as I felt her shift her hips underneath me.

"I want to see you below me" as her eyes fluttered, Bianca wrapped her legs and arms around me as I shifted my weight. She was soon above me as Bianca swept her black hair with a flick of her head, her amber irises gazing down at me as Bianca smiled. My breathing quickened as Bianca began to move her hips, her hands placed flat upon my chest. I placed my hands upon her waist as it rose and fell with each thrust, Bianca's hands clenched upon my chest as I felt her nails dig into my flesh. I saw thin red lines appear as I felt her silken hair against me. Bianca’s thrusts began to waver from fast to slow as I could feel and hear her reach her point. With my hands upon her hips I began to force her down upon me, Bianca gasped as I grunted.

I felt myself come as Bianca collapsed onto my chest. I felt her labored breathes against my chest as she let out a content sigh. Bianca moved up as she kissed my lips, her hair lay upon me like a black satin sheet as I wrapped my arms around her and held her close.

“Will you promise me something?” She whispered into my ear as I felt the curves of her lower back.

“Anything…”

“Come back to me alive” Bianca placed a light kiss upon my forehead as she gazed down at me with her amber irises.

“I promise…” as I held her close, I could feel her warmth and heart beat against mine as we gazed into each other’s eyes. I was seriously thinking of editing out rule number four.
Rule four: Don’t have sexual relationships with vampires.
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