Love, Lust and Jealousy (Marc/Vincent)

[Keira]

Keira was tired of staying indoors and keeping Marc there as well. It seemed like a lifetime had past since she had met him in the park. How he had won her over almost instantly. She was left with the option that day to either leave him there on the ground for anyone or to take him under her wing for even the smallest amount of time, then dispose of him. Things didn’t work out that way though, no, instead she fell hard for him when he was a human. Keira still liked to deny that she felt as strong as she did.

She let him know from the caress of her finger tips along his skin or the way she would look at him, even if he was looking. The words though as freely as he told her he loved her and showed her in many actions the loss of Gilles was still fresh in her mind. That fear of loosing what you loved. Keira had felt that fear very real with Marc when he had been so close to death. He was healed now and stronger then ever.

They moved along the worn path to her swing, looking up at him her fingers curled around his hand as she smiled. Finding it easier to do so around him. Tugging him gently towards the swing she was so excited to have someone actually push her gently on it but it was more than that. Keira just wanted to spend the time with him. Her fingers released his hand as she turned around to face him. Her one hand on his chest, her lips found his in a soft lingering kiss before she broke it moving to sit down at the swing.

Her smile brightened as she crossed her feet at the ankle, making it so that her feet did not touch the ground. Wrapping her fingers around the worn rope of the swing she asked him nicely, “Push me please Marc” Her tone was gently but yet still wanting. She wanted to be pushed just a few times to make new memories of her park and chase away the ones that put her in a bad mood.

[vincent]

The alpha lycan moved swiftly from his dorm as he wished to say hello to his mistress. As he moved toward her room, his form shifted and he was now on all fours and padding down the hallway as swiftly as his four legged form would allow him. He was quicker in this form and when he arrived at the door way to his mistress' chambers, he noticed that there was no sign of her. He asked around if anyone knew where she was, some would not look him in the eye when they told him that she was in the park. Suspicions were raised in the lycan's mind but he did not take anything of it.

He rushed to the park to greet his owner. Once he saw the long grass, he thought that it would be fun if he pounced on her from the grass, like the hunter he was, since he was a lion and lions loved to stalk their prey from long grass. So he stalked through the grass like a normal lion of the jungle would usually do. He slowly moved toward the swing which she usually spent her time when she came out to this peaceful place. The alpha lion licked his canines as he smiled and padded through the grass, silently. Vincent could sense that he was on the verge of getting close to her, but a faint scent was being picked up alongside her's and Vincent began to grow protective.

He erupted with low growls of disapproval but he still was in a slightly playful mood and ignored the other scent, so he made sure that only he would be able to hear his growls of disapproval. As he narrowed toward her scent, his eyes caught sight of something which he could not recognise at this time, at first he thought it was merely just one of Keira's friends, but as the form became more visible to his sights, he figured out exactly who he had laid eyes upon. It was that bloody half breed who had started to replace him. Vincent felt that this was a threat on his territory, so he grew aggressive toward the half blood.

His blood boiled over once he saw Keira kiss the bastard. That was the last straw, this man had made a move on his territory, so Vincent unleashed a long, ear piercing roar of anger which echoed throughout the park, the roar was projected, which made his presence seem to be omni-present. Soon he bent all his knees, and leaped off the ground in a pounce, this was no playful pounce, it was aggressive and could wind up hurting someone if he connected, and depending on the landing, he could break bones with the impact. The lycan released his claws, he was going to tackle this prick and at the same time, he aimed to sink his claws into the half breed's flesh and he hoped that he'd get the chance to rip this halfling limb from limb. But he knew that he needed permission to hurt this man too badly, which was why his claws were aimed at the half vamp's collar bones.