Fic: Welcome to the Fold (8/?)
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fembuckTitle: Welcome to the Fold
Author: Janine
Fandom: Blade the Series
Pairing: Krista/Chase
Rating: R
Warning: bloodplay, language, rough sex
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Summary: Krista and Chase settle into the unexpected relationship they have begun.
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Part 8
A Month Later…
Krista looked down at the cards in her hand, her brows knitting together in displeasure before she blew out a puff of air and tossed them down on the table with a dissatisfied growl.
“I don’t like this game, let’s play poker,” she grumbled looking across the small coffee table at Sabine.
“You don’t like it because you’re losing … badly,” Sabine said smirking at Krista as the ex-soldier frowned deeply but reached to gather up the cards and shuffle them anyway.
“Whatever,” Krista responded as she started to deal out the cards. “It’s my first time.” She’d never played the game Basra before, but Sabine had used words like ‘opponent’ and ‘captured’ when describing the game to her and she thought she’d be a natural at it. She shouldn’t have been so cocky.
“Don’t feel bad,” Sabine responded looking over at Krista slyly. “I hear you’re a natural when it comes to other things.”
Krista rolled her eyes at the innuendo. Her fights with Chase in her room over a month before hadn’t gone unnoticed, nor had the fact that after them Chase was often in her room for an extended period of time. Gossip around the coven had them as lovers well in advance of the actual act. In fact, it was now believed that they had been together when they were with Marcus, which was why Chase had betrayed him in the first place. It was melodramatic and just plain wrong, but Krista had gotten bored with trying to set the record straight. The fact was she and Chase were lovers now, and if Sabine wanted to spread rumors about her being good in bed she wasn’t going to cry herself to sleep over it.
“Bring some of that over here,” Sabine called over her shoulder as Krista picked up her cards. Looking up she saw a group of men on the other side of the recreation room playing pool, a pitcher of blood resting on a nearby table.
“Get it yourself,” one of the guys called back.
Sabine bared her teeth and hissed at him.
“Well, since you asked so nicely,” one of the others piped up, giving Sabine an appraising look before grabbing a couple of unused glasses and the pitcher and walking over. Putting the glasses down on the edge of the table Sabine and Krista were using, filling them up before turning to gave Sabine another appreciative look and his eyes drifted over to Krista as if to do the same before he thought better of it and headed back over to his friends.
Krista shook her head before reaching for her glass and taking a sip. She’d gotten a lot of appraising looks when she first arrived at the coven, but since the rumors had started about her and Chase they had decreased, and once it was known for sure that she was “Chase’s girl” no one but the bravest souls looked at her in a way that could be described as chaste. As far as she knew Chase hadn’t even threatened anyone, though Krista supposed she didn’t need to. Everyone who had been with the coven for more than a couple of weeks knew that Chase was the kind of person to act as if she didn’t care if people were looking at her girl and then cut off a body part if she caught them doing it.
“Forbidden fruit,” Sabine whispered playfully as Krista put her glass down and they began to play again.
“She doesn’t own me,” Krista grumbled although she felt a familiar arousing and disturbing shiver of excitement run through her at the thought of being possessed by Chase. It was horribly un-feminist and the last vestiges of humanity that still resided within her balked at it, but the vampire part of her roared with approval, wanting to be tamed and possessed and do to the same.
Sabine nodded obviously humoring her. “Why don’t you tell her that now?”
“Tell me what?” Chase asked striding across the room, stopping behind the couch Krista was sitting on, placing her hands on the brunette’s shoulders as she gazed down at her, her eyes only leaving Krista’s momentarily to flicker over to the have empty glass resting in front of the brunette.
As much as she enjoyed the brunette feeding off of her, being Krista’s sole source of nourishment for over a month had begun to take its toll on her a few weeks after they became lovers. She’d been feeding twice as much as normal to try and keep up with the blood lost to Krista, but eventually her body began to rebel against the extreme treatment, and she had found herself completely exhausted and unable to get up one night. Marta had been called and an I.V. had been attached to her and she slept for two days straight. When she awoke Krista was crouched in the corner of the room shrouded in darkness watching over her bed, and when Chase had weakly called out to her had slowly crossed over to the bed and lay down beside the blonde. Once comfortably situated next to Chase, Krista had reached out and stroked Chase’s pale neck softly with her finger before whispering, “I did this to you, didn’t I?” before moving her mouth to Chase’s neck pressing a soft kiss to a patch of skin that was used to being abused by her fangs. The next day Krista had begun to drink from the supply of blood kept in the fridges.
“Nothing,” Krista replied staring at Sabine for a moment resisting the urge to tilt her head back so that Chase could kiss her. In her position sitting on the couch while Chase lorded over her it would just give Sabine ammunition to cock her eyebrow at her smugly and as much as Krista would have liked a kiss she was more concerned with protecting her honor.
“Must have been a riveting conversation,” Chase drawled pulling her hands off of Krista’s shoulders. “It’s time.”
Krista nodded and placed her cards back on the table with an apologetic shrug before standing up and very pointedly wrapping her arm around Chase’s waist possessively as she looked back at Sabine pointedly.
“Childish,” Chase murmured once they were in the hallway though she allowed Krista to keep her possessive hold on her.
“You’re only saying that because everyone thinks you’re the top,” Krista muttered darkly scowling a bit as they continued down the hallway.
Chase bit down on her bottom lip. She did love Krista’s surly expression, it made her just want to bite the brunette all over. “Why don’t you prove them wrong later?” the blonde suggested a second later glancing over at Krista, her expression mild though there was a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Krista smiled. Chase loved to take her own medicine.
When they first became lovers she had been kind of overwhelmed by it all and Chase had naturally taken control of the encounters. She had quickly acclimated to her new desires however and after a few times together had sought to take control. Chase had resisted her efforts at first, and they struggled with each other ferociously and even came to blows, but eventually she had managed to turn Chase over and immediately she had spread the blonde’s legs and plunged into her to claim her and let Chase know that she had lost. Chase tensed at the sudden intrusion, her body taunt under Krista’s and she had even seemed to stop breathing for a moment, and then a long content sigh was released from her throat and she spread her legs further apart before pushing her hips up and wiggling them slightly, offering herself up to Krista’s touch. Chase’s willing acquiescence made something sharp and hot flare inside of Krista and she felt herself clench strongly before she shoved her fingers, hard, into Chase again. She couldn’t remember everything that happened after that, her lust addled brain unable to store all of the information, but she remembered the sweet sound of damp skin smacking relentless and hard against each other, she remembered the feelings of Chase’s body limp and malleable in her arms as Chase allowed her do to whatever it was that she wanted, she remembered the excited sounds and dirty words of encouragement that Chase growled at her as she fucked her, and she remembered the taste of blood in her mouth and the slick warmth of it against her fingers.
Krista bit her lips as the memories flooded her, barely suppressing a moan. She had come so fucking hard that night that she had almost passed out and the mere memory of it made her feel like she could come again. She had just barely had enough energy to crawl into Chase’s waiting arms and burry her face in the blonde’s warm bosom as her body trembled with aftershocks and her mind pulsed white and hot with contentment and pleasure.
“Tell me why we have to conference with Saqqara, again?” Krista grumbled, not quite faking her displeasure, as they headed towards the conference room where at satellite conference with the House of Saqqara awaited them. Now that she had started to think about it, she had the strong desire to take Chase up on that offer right in the hallway.
“Because they are the tie breaking vote that decides whether Chthon gets to take a seat on the council of twelve once more,” Chase responded lightly knowing that Krista was fully aware why they needed to talk with Saqqara. “Bribes first, fun later,” Chase continued somewhat sadly. She really didn’t want to make a deal with the House of Saqqara to allow one of their purebloods to be the face of Chthon when the council was called to session, but the other Houses absolutely would not accept a turned-blood at their table, and if Chthon was to have any power and respect again they needed to be represented on the council, and they needed Saqqara for that. “Horny slut,” Chase added playfully a moment later pinching Krista’s ass.
Krista laughed and then mock bit at Chase.
Hopefully the bribing wouldn’t take to long.
To be continued ...
Previous chapters:
Prequel - A Brave New World
Welcome to the Fold - Parts 1-3
Welcome to the Fold - Part 4
Welcome to the Fold - Part 5
Welcome to the Fold - Parts 6-7
Author: Janine
Fandom: Blade the Series
Pairing: Krista/Chase
Rating: R
Warning: bloodplay, language, rough sex
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Summary: Krista and Chase settle into the unexpected relationship they have begun.
Part 8
A Month Later…
Krista looked down at the cards in her hand, her brows knitting together in displeasure before she blew out a puff of air and tossed them down on the table with a dissatisfied growl.
“I don’t like this game, let’s play poker,” she grumbled looking across the small coffee table at Sabine.
“You don’t like it because you’re losing … badly,” Sabine said smirking at Krista as the ex-soldier frowned deeply but reached to gather up the cards and shuffle them anyway.
“Whatever,” Krista responded as she started to deal out the cards. “It’s my first time.” She’d never played the game Basra before, but Sabine had used words like ‘opponent’ and ‘captured’ when describing the game to her and she thought she’d be a natural at it. She shouldn’t have been so cocky.
“Don’t feel bad,” Sabine responded looking over at Krista slyly. “I hear you’re a natural when it comes to other things.”
Krista rolled her eyes at the innuendo. Her fights with Chase in her room over a month before hadn’t gone unnoticed, nor had the fact that after them Chase was often in her room for an extended period of time. Gossip around the coven had them as lovers well in advance of the actual act. In fact, it was now believed that they had been together when they were with Marcus, which was why Chase had betrayed him in the first place. It was melodramatic and just plain wrong, but Krista had gotten bored with trying to set the record straight. The fact was she and Chase were lovers now, and if Sabine wanted to spread rumors about her being good in bed she wasn’t going to cry herself to sleep over it.
“Bring some of that over here,” Sabine called over her shoulder as Krista picked up her cards. Looking up she saw a group of men on the other side of the recreation room playing pool, a pitcher of blood resting on a nearby table.
“Get it yourself,” one of the guys called back.
Sabine bared her teeth and hissed at him.
“Well, since you asked so nicely,” one of the others piped up, giving Sabine an appraising look before grabbing a couple of unused glasses and the pitcher and walking over. Putting the glasses down on the edge of the table Sabine and Krista were using, filling them up before turning to gave Sabine another appreciative look and his eyes drifted over to Krista as if to do the same before he thought better of it and headed back over to his friends.
Krista shook her head before reaching for her glass and taking a sip. She’d gotten a lot of appraising looks when she first arrived at the coven, but since the rumors had started about her and Chase they had decreased, and once it was known for sure that she was “Chase’s girl” no one but the bravest souls looked at her in a way that could be described as chaste. As far as she knew Chase hadn’t even threatened anyone, though Krista supposed she didn’t need to. Everyone who had been with the coven for more than a couple of weeks knew that Chase was the kind of person to act as if she didn’t care if people were looking at her girl and then cut off a body part if she caught them doing it.
“Forbidden fruit,” Sabine whispered playfully as Krista put her glass down and they began to play again.
“She doesn’t own me,” Krista grumbled although she felt a familiar arousing and disturbing shiver of excitement run through her at the thought of being possessed by Chase. It was horribly un-feminist and the last vestiges of humanity that still resided within her balked at it, but the vampire part of her roared with approval, wanting to be tamed and possessed and do to the same.
Sabine nodded obviously humoring her. “Why don’t you tell her that now?”
“Tell me what?” Chase asked striding across the room, stopping behind the couch Krista was sitting on, placing her hands on the brunette’s shoulders as she gazed down at her, her eyes only leaving Krista’s momentarily to flicker over to the have empty glass resting in front of the brunette.
As much as she enjoyed the brunette feeding off of her, being Krista’s sole source of nourishment for over a month had begun to take its toll on her a few weeks after they became lovers. She’d been feeding twice as much as normal to try and keep up with the blood lost to Krista, but eventually her body began to rebel against the extreme treatment, and she had found herself completely exhausted and unable to get up one night. Marta had been called and an I.V. had been attached to her and she slept for two days straight. When she awoke Krista was crouched in the corner of the room shrouded in darkness watching over her bed, and when Chase had weakly called out to her had slowly crossed over to the bed and lay down beside the blonde. Once comfortably situated next to Chase, Krista had reached out and stroked Chase’s pale neck softly with her finger before whispering, “I did this to you, didn’t I?” before moving her mouth to Chase’s neck pressing a soft kiss to a patch of skin that was used to being abused by her fangs. The next day Krista had begun to drink from the supply of blood kept in the fridges.
“Nothing,” Krista replied staring at Sabine for a moment resisting the urge to tilt her head back so that Chase could kiss her. In her position sitting on the couch while Chase lorded over her it would just give Sabine ammunition to cock her eyebrow at her smugly and as much as Krista would have liked a kiss she was more concerned with protecting her honor.
“Must have been a riveting conversation,” Chase drawled pulling her hands off of Krista’s shoulders. “It’s time.”
Krista nodded and placed her cards back on the table with an apologetic shrug before standing up and very pointedly wrapping her arm around Chase’s waist possessively as she looked back at Sabine pointedly.
“Childish,” Chase murmured once they were in the hallway though she allowed Krista to keep her possessive hold on her.
“You’re only saying that because everyone thinks you’re the top,” Krista muttered darkly scowling a bit as they continued down the hallway.
Chase bit down on her bottom lip. She did love Krista’s surly expression, it made her just want to bite the brunette all over. “Why don’t you prove them wrong later?” the blonde suggested a second later glancing over at Krista, her expression mild though there was a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Krista smiled. Chase loved to take her own medicine.
When they first became lovers she had been kind of overwhelmed by it all and Chase had naturally taken control of the encounters. She had quickly acclimated to her new desires however and after a few times together had sought to take control. Chase had resisted her efforts at first, and they struggled with each other ferociously and even came to blows, but eventually she had managed to turn Chase over and immediately she had spread the blonde’s legs and plunged into her to claim her and let Chase know that she had lost. Chase tensed at the sudden intrusion, her body taunt under Krista’s and she had even seemed to stop breathing for a moment, and then a long content sigh was released from her throat and she spread her legs further apart before pushing her hips up and wiggling them slightly, offering herself up to Krista’s touch. Chase’s willing acquiescence made something sharp and hot flare inside of Krista and she felt herself clench strongly before she shoved her fingers, hard, into Chase again. She couldn’t remember everything that happened after that, her lust addled brain unable to store all of the information, but she remembered the sweet sound of damp skin smacking relentless and hard against each other, she remembered the feelings of Chase’s body limp and malleable in her arms as Chase allowed her do to whatever it was that she wanted, she remembered the excited sounds and dirty words of encouragement that Chase growled at her as she fucked her, and she remembered the taste of blood in her mouth and the slick warmth of it against her fingers.
Krista bit her lips as the memories flooded her, barely suppressing a moan. She had come so fucking hard that night that she had almost passed out and the mere memory of it made her feel like she could come again. She had just barely had enough energy to crawl into Chase’s waiting arms and burry her face in the blonde’s warm bosom as her body trembled with aftershocks and her mind pulsed white and hot with contentment and pleasure.
“Tell me why we have to conference with Saqqara, again?” Krista grumbled, not quite faking her displeasure, as they headed towards the conference room where at satellite conference with the House of Saqqara awaited them. Now that she had started to think about it, she had the strong desire to take Chase up on that offer right in the hallway.
“Because they are the tie breaking vote that decides whether Chthon gets to take a seat on the council of twelve once more,” Chase responded lightly knowing that Krista was fully aware why they needed to talk with Saqqara. “Bribes first, fun later,” Chase continued somewhat sadly. She really didn’t want to make a deal with the House of Saqqara to allow one of their purebloods to be the face of Chthon when the council was called to session, but the other Houses absolutely would not accept a turned-blood at their table, and if Chthon was to have any power and respect again they needed to be represented on the council, and they needed Saqqara for that. “Horny slut,” Chase added playfully a moment later pinching Krista’s ass.
Krista laughed and then mock bit at Chase.
Hopefully the bribing wouldn’t take to long.
To be continued ...
Previous chapters:
Prequel - A Brave New World
Welcome to the Fold - Parts 1-3
Welcome to the Fold - Part 4
Welcome to the Fold - Part 5
Welcome to the Fold - Parts 6-7
