Between Flowers & Candles [Mature]

His head peered out from the elevator and looked both ways of the corridor. There was no one, especially her. He made sure he had at least a couple of hours to work on everything before she comes back. She had to take care of some issues somewhere outside the hotel and he couldn't be more happy he moved to her suite a week before. Now he didn't have to get inside like a thief as he had the key to every door in this floor. Moving outside the elevator he pulled a big buffet food cart, but the only thing that they could ingest there was a bottle of white wine, the rest was nothing else than hundredths of white peony flowers, tens of pink peonies, and some black roses. Opening the door he quickly got inside and closed the door with all the locks it had. Pulling the sheet that covered all the flowers he got to work as quickly as he could. Moving to her... their, bedroom he scattered the flowers all around the bed, some over it, over the furniture, near the window, the bathroom, everywhere. Placing the pink ones between the white and then the black roses to make some contrast here and there. He took one white peony and ran to the door to open it again at paste it outside with a piece of tape for her to look at it when she arrives. Closing it again, he used another to painfully remove its petals and make a path from the entrance to her bedroom, when another white peony would be waiting for her outside the second closed door.

Daiken returned to the cart and took out the white wine and two cups to places them over a night table inside the bedroom. Thinking in what he could miss, he ran to search for the white candles. Putting some in the living near the entrance and other in the room, he took out his lighter and made the strand to light up a drop of fire. Slayer began to laugh hardly and amused watching Daiken. 'What?? Is it too much?' Looking around he frowned and turned off the candles with his fingers. "Great... Now you can smell smoke and no candles are on." Lighting up one again he looked at it. "One could work... Maybe two since we are two, right?" He said out loud as Slayed smiled. 'Technically we are four, or are you forgetting us?'"Right! Four then." Lighting up three more he looked at the burning candles and Slayed laughed again inside his head. 'Now what?!' He was growing tired. Slayed never laughed and now he seamed he was having a really good time. 'Why you don't put a cardboard that says: I didn't use my penis for 98 years. Will you have sex with me?' Daiken's eyes widened as he snarled at Slayer almost blushing. "Fuck you... And it had been 96 years..." His laughter filled his head and Daiken could heard his own thoughts anymore. Being able to breathe again, Slayer tried to help him a little. 'Relax, Daiken. You are trying to hard.' Taking a deep breathe he knew the wolf was right. Arranging his black button shirt and grey jeans, he looked around. It looked great actually. He hopped she like it. Daiken knew Noctavia was upset he had to travel tomorrow and that he wasn't going to be here for Christmas, and not sure if he was going to come back for New Year, the least he could do was to surprise her today. Moving quickly to put the food cart inside the elevator and send it back to the kitchen, he returned to the bedroom closing both doors after him. Opening the window, he sat on the frame and waited patiently for her to arrive. The dark ring shone in his finger with the candle's light, and he could just smile thinking in everything that ring meant.

As the female pressed a button to her set of silver keys to her car, an affirmative beep yipped out from the rear of the Agera R, all the while she walked on through the underground parking lot to the elevator. She tried to quicken her pace within her steps, as she was desperately wishing to get home and see her beloved mate waiting for her. Their time together was running on a short-lived schedule, which made her even more want to get to her room; their room. The least they could do was at least spend their time wisely together while it still lasted, hopefully the time would fly until she would see him return from his trip. Noctavia fixed her black blazer around her arms and shoulders, keeping it close as the wind blew against her milky flesh and chilling her to the bones. Luckily, she wore dark jeans and a white long-sleeve shirt underneath to keep her warm, let alone her knee-high boots and beanie atop her head she had on. Reaching the elevator doors, she fiddled with some things in her purse under her arm to find her phone. Once she had found it, she unlocked the pass-code to peer towards her notifications. No messages. A relieved sigh escaped, feeling the serenity of silence for once as she was not being interrupted from work to be called back in or a moron emailing her for help. Having that much of stress, asides from the worries of an Alphess, was tough enough to deal with as it was. Just adding one issue to the wonderful day she was having would only anger her, and ruin her moods to share the last moments with her mate for now.

Walking in through the doors when the opened with a cheerful and irritating ding, Noctavia stepped inside and waited as she was lifted back in the metal box to Alpha floor. The elevator played a slow, jingle to liven the spirits of the occurring holidays. Taking a pen out of her purse, she reached up on her tip toes and jabbed it into the speaker hard enough for it to stop. She did not bother in plucking the pen back out, instead she stepped on through the doors that reopened, making a directive halt as she looked to see a trail of petals trace ahead to her suite's doors, ...Look's like someone's been occupying himself while we were away... Her lips folded back into a half-smirk, biting slightly over the bottom lip as she moved forwards upon the blanket of peony petals. Seeing the flower strapped to her eye level, Noctavia took it between her fingers nearest to its end and brushed her nose barely over the top to get a small sniff of the sweet, relaxing scent it held. Leaving it on the door, she pulled down on the handle to step inside, looking with her glimmering emeralds across the room while her smile widened to see the wonderland of a trillion flowers. Smirking to herself, she called out to him with a seductive call to his mind, whispering tenderly to his wolf more importantly, "..Honey, I'm home.." Working her way after his intoxicating scent, the Alphess put down her purse to drop on the floor, clicking the heels of her boots against the linoleum so that he could hear her near. Once her eyes were casted upon his silhouetted frame, Noctavia grinned, tilting her chin forwards while her hand met to his cheek so that their lips would meet. Pulling away seemed a bit easier and less painful than their very first, but still a strong to resist, "I loved the flowers, but I think the room is a bit too... appealing for a movie night, wouldn't you think?" She chuckled, kissing him again as she was glad to have him switch the plans to something a bit more personal. A low growl moved into his mouth as she slowly parted his lips against hers, then pulling away to see if he'd follow her lead.

Hearing the door crack open Daiken tensed, her words making him chuckle. ‘Honey... Really?’ Slayer growled a bit annoyed but amused with the idea of being called ‘honey’. Looking at her, the new Alpha smiled softly and reached out to grab her wrist as she caressed his cheek. Her hands were cold but always soft. Kissing her back softly he grinned. “Is it? I thought they were going to give the movie a more... attractive look. Still, I don’t know how much attention I was going to be able to give to it having such a wonderful lady at my side...” She indeed looked amazing even with the dim light that only the candles gave. Standing up, his free hand took her cheekbone softly as he leaned closer, parting his lips with hers and growling back very lowly. His eyes shone aqua as she pulled away and he pulled her back to press harder against her lips. His heart began racing hitting his rib cage strongly. Was this going to happen every time he was with her? He hoped it would. It was still hard to believe he had her all for himself now, for all eternity. Breathing deeply he took the force to move away slightly and look into her eyes. “I love you...” Giving his usual half smile, he kissed her softly and moved away to take the bottle of wine and open it. “How was your day, love? Anything interesting?” He poured two cups for them and handed one to her. Leaving the bottle over the table at his side, he sipped and then gave a rather big gulp of the transparent liquid. He hoped it would help a little with his nerves.

‘You don’t really know what to do, right?’ Slayed said calmly looking at his actions. Daiken growled. ‘Do you?! Because if you an idea, please tell me.’ ‘Oh no... I just thought that if you keep acting like if nothing is going to happen tonight, she will probably hate you and just leave.’ ‘As always... you are not helping.’ The wolf chuckled inside his head. ‘Dear Daiken, that is my way to help you. Find you balls all covered in spider webs, put them on, and do something.' The wine moved to the wrong hole in his throat and Daiken began to cough trying to not choke. Slayer just shook his head and sighed. ‘We are screwed with you...’

Taking a deep breath as she withdrew the glasses, his mind became dizzy with her arousing aroma that filled the room. His eyes never left her emerald ones as it became obvious the intention of this night. The slight touch of her fingers made his spine shiver and a current of electricity move up along his body. Instinctively he replied with a low and long growl that slowly became a purr. His body tensed feeling her hands moving down to his groin. He knew she was teasing him so he will stop wasting time. He tried to swallow but his mouth was dry, his breathing stopped when her lips reached his neck, gasping slightly when pain a pleasure invaded him feeling her fangs puncturing his skin. A hand moved to her waist and gripped slightly until she moved away. Looking at her serious he was left all heated up and excited. His aqua eyes traced her figure and fell to the ground looking at the blazer. Moving his sight up again he smiled slightly and closed his eyes trying to relax. His body moved after her like a lost puppy. He almost stumbled on the last step as he could just look at her.
 
Why was he so afraid to sleep with his mate, with the woman he loved? He wanted her, entirely; to be with her in ways others could not even dream otherwise he could rip them apart. His desire for her made every nerve scream inside him, making Slayer growl to make Daiken move his feet. He was frozen, like if steal was holding him to the floor. Why was he so nervous? Maybe he didn’t want to disappoint her, or he just didn’t know well how to start, but she already did. He just needed to listen to his cravings and follow. Blocking his fears deep inside him, he managed to move and reach behind her quietly. His hand caressed her dark hair removing her beanie slowly and then moved down to trace down her back, feeling the white shirt softly under his fingers. Slipping his arm around her waist, he made her turn slowly to face him, his eyes sparkling in the darkness. His lips touched hers very softly and kindly, lasting long enough to allow his warm hand slip under her shirt and feel her soft skin hidden under the fabric. Grabbing the ends of it with both hands, he started to pull it up, breaking the kiss to slip it off. Daiken looked straight into her eyes quietly to then move down her figure. His hands took her waist softly and pulled her closer until their bodies touched. Leaning down he kissed her lips again, taking his time to then move to her cheek. Smiling softly he teased her taking his time until the next kiss going to her cheekbone this time. Growling a purr he brushed his lips against her ear to then move to her neck, kissing it with more force, his fangs enlarged to their full length as his inhaled her strong scent. Just brushing her skin, Daiken kissed her shoulder and then her chest. His hands moved down to her hips, his fingers gripping her jeans firmly.

A growl rose to fill the room softly, his eyes shutting close as she drank his blood. Submitting entirely he let her take everything she wanted, removing any barriers she could encounter inside him. He always believed that sharing blood was something you can’t do just for fun or pleasure. It meant everything. If you weren’t entirely willing to give that crimson substance, pain would be the only thing you could feel, but pleasure was and ecstasy was all he experimented every time he felt her fangs breaking into his skin and across his artery. He barely thought when she leaded him to unbutton her pants. Moving her jeans down slowly so they would slip to the floor alone, he shivered feeling her fingers trace the tribal lines and curves that filled his right side. His eyes moved to her own tattoos, one in especial. He smiled softly looking at the raven resting over the skull. He felt so flattered when she took the paper that day and decided to make it permanent on her skin without thinking it twice. The feeling was still there, especially when she accepted to be his mate. His nails shifted into long and dank claws, traced over the tattoo, like the time when he drew it, just to then move up her frame slowly. When she removed her jean’s button so swiftly and experienced, Daiken grinned and removed his leather boots and socks, moving one hand to his waist to push down the jeans. The other reached her neck, his claws removing her soft hair from her pale skin. Taking advantage that she tilted her head, his large fangs punctured her neck and reached an artery like an old experienced killed, but now he was more smooth and careful, to also have a taste of her blood. Her blood was metallic like any other, but delightful as no other could have. He liked her wounds softly until they closed when his body was pulled forwards and then turned around, not able, and not wishing, to prevent the fall. The covers greeted his back softly and his abdomen held her bare weight. The jeans were left alone on the floor, his black boxers now visible revealing the bulge in his front because of her.

His fangs shone bright with a big grin, using his elbow to make her hand slip forwards and send her body down against his chest, sending her kiss right to his lips. Hugging her tightly in place he growled playfully, a shiver moved up from his thigh with that single touch of her knee. Releasing his grip around her, his hands worked their way to her upped back, his claws teasing her skin softly until they reached what they were looking for. With a single move, his unlocked her bra, his eyes closed like a little kid that wasn’t supposed to look at certain things just yet. Guided just by the touch, he moved the strands down her colorful arms, the bra slipping from her chest to fall over his. Moving it off the bed, his eyes opened to shine again in the darkness, his face soft and relaxed, but his insides as nervous like the first time he kissed her. Pulling her down softly he kissed her lips, his hands moved from her back to caress the sides of her breasts taking his time, especially to tease her with the waiting, but he was sure she could tease him the double without much effort. Before she could even think in that, he hugged her again and made them roll over, placing her under him body. His knees and forearm holding his entire weight ashis free hand moved down her left side feeling her ribs slowly, gripping at her waist. With a playful half smile he leaned and nipped her lowed lip, moving to her ear to whisper seductively with a growl. “Noc...” He knew the last time he said her that nickname, her eyes made him shut up and regret even thinking in that. Now he used it again to tease her. Daiken kissed her neck and then her shoulder, leaving a trail of soft and long kisses until he reached the center of her chest. Stopping there he felt his heart rate increasing again, her scent clouding all of his senses.

Looking up at her for a moment with the strong sound of her whole body pulsating under him, he felt her heart furiously beating against her mass of ribs and muscles that keep it in place. Slowly he moved the hand that gripped her waist to cares her breast, first slowly and softly. He guided his mouth to the other, his rough tongue teasing around her nipple as the ends of his large fangs brushed her skin, taking care to not hurt that pale skin of her. The stroking and squeezing of his hand going rougher with each second that passed, until his tongue and fingers found her nipple at the same time, pressing and pinching them teasingly. It was then when she pulled him up to encounter her hungry lips once more, her snake like tongue slipping into his mouth as waves of passion moved into him with that single kiss. His eyes shut closed feeling her own pleasure mixing with his, both strong and mighty, not able to make a difference between which one was bigger. His mind was blank, not able to think in anything rather than the woman he had all for himself right now, letting him feel that ultimate pleasure he will just experience with his mate from now on. A shiver decided to ride his entire body again when her hand found his package under that black boxer. Every single muscle and nerve inside him decided to tense at the same this with the softness that hugged his shaft. A gasp made its way all the way from his lungs to slip into her mouth, followed by harsh and short breaths. His eyes opened quickly surprised by the intense feeling she made him experiment. Slayer tensed with him, inserting his claws deep into Daiken's mind as he tried to stay in line, respecting the moment he was having with his mate, but not knowing how much time was he going to be able to endure. His member was slowly getting filled with blood, expanding against her hand until he couldn't grow more. His body took the control over his mind as everything he could feel was the urge to make her his entirely. The excitement filling his chest that moved rapidly against her breasts, pressing them against their bodies. Her hand left his member to trap his boxer and slip it down through his legs. He lifted up a knee from the bed and then the other to let the black trousers fall to the floor with the rest of the clothes. He was finally entirely naked over her, his eyes looked at her more nervous than when he declared his love for her. He knew it was his turn to remove her underwear, his arms and hand frozen against the covers holding his weight. Closing his eyes and taking deep breathes, Daiken tried to relax and be able to move. His knees and waist blend slowly backwards to sit between her legs. Both hands caressed her sides slowly until they reached the black waistband that yelled at him to be pulled down. Leaning over her his lips touched her belly as his hands did the work, sitting up again to remove the little piece of fabric from her long and pale legs. Slipping his open hands over her two legs firmly starting in her ankles, he moved up to tickled her inner knees and then her thighs. His body stretched to position himself again over her, returning his left elbow at her side to hold his weight and his right hand to grip her waist softly. His lips reached hers again as his nerves began to rise again, trying to find comfort in her soft lips as he parted them again and brushed his tongue inside her mouth.

Gasping once more, and surely not the last, he felt her waist move upward to meet his, her dampened region brushing the head of his hard shaft, pulsating with need to be inside her. Daiken broke the kiss and looked into her eyes, his aqua orbs suddenly started to change into the amber normal color he normally had, but darker this time. Slayer was taking control not able to hold back his urges anymore. Daiken froze and closed his eyes as he tried to regain full control again, snarling back at Slayer to back off. His heart rate fly to the sky and his breathing turned into a forced panting. Slowly regaining control again, his eyes opened to look to her nervous and even frightened, the aqua in his eyes returning. She was the second woman in his whole life that he loved, kissed, and now was going to be one with her. The thought that could be hurt killed him, and that he, or Slayer, could be the one that ended hurting her was what scared him. No matter the inner fight inside him, he couldn't back away now, he didn't want to, and he will not. Leaning to kiss her lips just slightly, he moved to her neck and let out a long and deep breathe to caress her skin as he calmed down. His hands moved to her waist and then to her thighs, opening then slowly and kindly before him. Retreating his frame a bit, he lowered his back and moved her legs up to rest over his biceps. His hands moving to take her ass and squeeze it softly, taking then her hips and lifting her up so her front would be right in front of his waist. His eyes looked straight into her as he neared her entrance and brushed his head along her folds, pressing the end of his member strongly against her clit teasingly. Growling a low purr he moved down nearing her entrance, not able to wait another second, he slowly moved forwards at the same time that he pulled her hips against him. His shaft penetrating between her tight walls as he closed his eyes again and released a loud sigh with the pleasure invading him. He couldn't believe he actually waited so much to feel this again, but as weird as it seamed, the waiting brought so much pleasure right now. He kept pushing forward into her lubricated are until his full length was inside her, trying to give her all the pleasure she deserved and wanted. His shaft pulsated into her with Slayer's growling filling Daiken's mind.

A growl filled the room with the combination of pain and most of all, pleasure when her claws sink deep into his waist to make him drive all his length into her with force. Gasping roughly he tensed as the shivers strengthen and filled his body. His soft eyes looked at her with the ghost of a smile hidden behind his gasp searching for air. All the fear was now gone, replaced with the love he felt for her, that they both felt for each other. His nerves calmed and steady at last, just there to enjoy everything his highlighted senses made him feel. leaning down slowly he meet his lips with hers giving a soft kiss than then transformed into a deep passionate one as he parted her lips and slipped his tongue to meet hers. His hands took her hips firmly, not able to prevent his claws to open her skin as he pulled her waist against his groin hard and fast. His hips moved at the same time to penetrate her as deep as he could to then stay inside her, his waist making slow circles to press his shaft against the walls surrounding it. Retreating his hips, he left just the head pressing her entrance teasingly, taking his time to kiss her again deeply. Nipping her lower lip, his kiss moved to her neck biting it softly with the ends of his fangs. His claws sank deeper into her skin, this time taking hold of her hip bones to thrust again with more force, making his back and waist  shudder with the lust feeling. A growl moved against her neck followed by several gasps, but not because of tiredness, but of ecstasy and excitement. Daiken continued his thrusts, his member hitting her deeply, wanting to break that inner wall that stopped him to go further. His thrusts turned faster when he felt he couldn't wait longer between each one of them, splitting her folds open every time he moved into her. He felt blood slipping between his fingers but he couldn't let go of his grip, instead he hardened it when that alluring feeling started to grow inside him, tickling his every nerve and cell. Using all his force against her, he quickened his pace with his body shivering wanting to let go and feel that release he missed so much. 'Noctavia... I can't hold it for much longer.' His thoughts reaching hers calmed and in control, but his feeling were a mess as they screamed him to release, Slayer with them, clawing his cell to take the control again. Lifting her waist up to reach the right angle, Daiken snarled with the last thrusts that made their bones collide against each other, activating his orgasm than made his body tremble in pleasure. His hard balls finally releasing to fill her insides. He moved his member slowly, his hips shivering with each move. Removing his bloody claws from her hips, he caressed her softly until the injuries closed. His arms hugged her frame tightly, resting his head over her chest as his lungs took in all the air they could. Trying to calm his panting, he listened to her heart beat with a slight smile.

His scarred and inked body shivered as he moved to not let her use her force. Looking at her softly he smiled and caressed her face slowly, his expression filled with love he could only feel for her. Lifting her chin slightly, he kissed her lips with so much care that it seemed he was afraid this beautiful flower was about to break under his touch. Turning to lay on his side, he covered her with his warm body, moving his arm around her to massage her neck. Slowly he moved his fingers to her shoulders and then down along her back, trying to relax her muscles. He caressed again where his claws hurt her. He still hated himself for that. No matter the reason, it was the first time he ever scratched her beautiful pale skin and draw blood from her veins and vessels. Even when the skin that covered her hips and throat healed long ago now, he still felt guilty for damaging her. Her own touches already made the desired effect on him and even over Slayer, as he was now calmed and resting peacefully at the back of his mind, finally enjoying entirely her presence, her scent, her touch, everything. ‘You know what to tell to our mate, Dai...’ His voice was relaxed and happy as ever. It was strange to hear that tone from him again after so many decades. What impressed Daiken the most was the word he used. It was the first time he ever referred to Noctavia as his before. She was always just of Daiken because he never saw her as a mate. He lost his mate with Daiken’s years ago, but now, that ‘our’ made the difference Daiken was hopping to hear from him. Looking at Noctavia, he smiled and kissed her forehead tenderly. “I love you too, Noctavia, we both do.” Covering her warmly with his body and the bed covers, he nuzzled at her side and took a deep breath to fill his lungs with her sweet scent that made him dizzy every single time.

He thought that this was going to help him, that it was going to be easier to leave, but he was wrong. After this, how could he leave her? How could he be away and not spend Christmas with his new pack and the mate he loved. Pain and guilt filled his heart. Daiken didn’t want to feel alone again. Not now that he finally found warmth and love for the second, and the last time. He pressed her against his frame and let out a slow sigh. Closing his eyes he maintained his arm around her and the other holding her hand softly, caressing her with his thumb. His voice a mere whisper, one single and useless word that didn’t changes anything, it just made him feel impotent, not able to stay no matter how much he wanted to. “Sorry...”