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This is a little something I wrote for fellow N&NNUT, Shelia, for the
occasion of the annual celebration of her nativity. :) It needs a strong
sappiness warning as well in addition to the others mentioned above, but I
hope that she and you will enjoy it. It is also a Dark N&N story as I know
Shelia's fondness for those. 


No Dream Too Farfetched- A birthday story for Shelia (1/4)
By Nightlady
(c) 2000

Nat pulled her car into her parking spot, glad to finally be home. She
sighed tiredly and stifled a yawn. When her relief had called in sick,
less than twenty minutes before his shift was to begin, she'd had no choice
but to stay. She'd gone in at three the previous afternoon and, having
worked for the past nineteen hours, was exhausted. To top it off, today
was her birthday. 'At least I'm too tired to think about being another
year older.' She mused. 

As Nat headed down the hallway to her door Millie, her neighbor across the
hall, stepped out of her apartment. "Oh, good you're home!" Millie
greeted Nat. "I was just going to slip a note under your door."

"A note? What's up?" Nat asked. 

"I took a delivery for you and wanted to be sure that you knew I had it."
Millie replied, smiling.

Nat's brow furrowed. "A delivery? I wasn't expecting anything, so I
wonder what it could be?" She said, following Millie into her apartment.
Nat's eyes widened, as she saw the two packages one long and flat and the
other square, that Millie indicated. They widened further when Nat saw the
name of one of the most exclusive ladies clothing establishments in the
city on them. "Well, they do seem be addressed to me." Nat conceded
glancing at her name clearly printed on the labels. Nat could think of
only one person who could afford to patronize that store, Nick. 

Millie eagerly helped Nat carry the boxes over to her apartment, hoping to
get a peek at whatever might be inside. After she'd place the square box
on Nat's dining table, Millie mused, "Wonder what's in them?" 

Nat smiled. "I guess I should open them and find out." She said, knowing
that her neighbor was about to die from curiosity. She carefully opened
the long flat box. 

"Oh! That is absolutely gorgeous!" Millie exclaimed as Nat removed a very
slinky black evening dress from the box. Nat had to agree. The dress was
obviously a designer original, made from a soft, clingy material. It was
long sleeved, with a plunging vee shape neckline. The back of the dress,
from the waist up, was made of a fine lace. Nat knew that it was the most
elegant dress she'd ever seen along with a sealed cream colored envelope
with her name on it. Nat recognized Nick's writing and decide to wait
until Millie had left before reading whatever was inside. 

Carefully placing the dress back in the box, Nat opened the large square
box. Inside she found four smaller boxes, three from the same store and
one bearing the name of a well-known jeweler. The first box contained a
pair of shoes that Nat knew would be perfect with the dress. The second, a
delicate evening bag with jet beading and the third, which Nat didn't show
to Millie, contained a pair of sheer hose with a lacy garter belt. Nat
opened the jeweler's box and nearly dropped it in shock. Inside was a
choker and earrings set. They were patterned like small suns, each sun
outlined in gold with sparkling white diamonds radiating around a central,
round cut blue diamond. Nat heard Millie's gasp as she saw the jewelry.
"If those stones are real, you really need to keep that locked up in a safe
deposit box." Millie breathed. She realized that Nat wasn't going to read
what ever the person who'd sent these beautiful items had written while she
was there. "Thanks so much for letting me see these and remember if you
don't want them, I'll be glad to take them off your hands!" She teased as
she headed to the door. 

After thanking Millie for accepting the delivery and seeing her out, Nat
took the envelope and sat down on the couch. Opening it she read the note
inside. 

Nat,

I know that this is very short notice, but I would be honored if you would
allow me to accompany you to dinner this evening. Please accept these
items and grant me the pleasure of your company. If I don't hear from you,
I'll pick you up at eight this evening.

With deep affection, 
Nick

Nat sat very still, her heart beating rapidly as she wondered what all of
this meant. She wished that she could just accept it as a birthday gift
from Nick, but she knew that recently several people had remarked about how
Nick never seemed to look any older. Nat was afraid that Nick would soon
be moving on, leaving her behind. "If he is going to tell me that he's
leaving," she said softly, "how am I going to bear it?" She glanced over
at the boxes and knew that she had to accept the invitation. Wearily, she
headed to her room and changing into her nightgown, crawled into bed,
expecting to spend the day tossing and turning, only to fall asleep almost
the moment her head touched the pillows. 

When her alarm went off, at six-thirty, Nat was amazed that she'd slept so
well. She felt refreshed and rose to begin her preparations for the
evening. After seeing to Sydney's needs and drinking a cup of coffee, Nat
bathed and started dressing. She slipped the hose on, delighting in the
silky feel of them against her skin and carefully fastened the garters.
Her heart beat slightly faster as she realized that there were neither
panties nor even a g-string included in the package containing the
underwear. The thought of being near Nick, without either was exciting and
she decided against wearing any of her own underpants. Next she slipped
into the dress and paused to look at herself in the mirror. It fit as
thought it had been made specifically to her measurements, clinging in just
the right places. The dress accentuated her slim waist and showed off far
more of her cleavage than she was used to doing, but Nat had to admit that
it looked good on her. The lace back made wearing a bra impossible and Nat
blushed slightly as she realized that her slightly erect nipples were
visible beneath the fabric. She debated on how to wear her hair, finally
deciding to pile it loosely on her head allowing it to tumble down her
back. She applied her makeup and then put on the choker and earrings. She
slipped on the shoes and had just finished putting the items she needed
into the evening bag when her doorbell chimed. 

Nick waited, slightly nervously, for Nat to open the door. He'd chosen
tonight not only because it was Nat's birthday, but because it was also the
anniversary of their first meeting. Nick knew that the time was fast
approaching when he'd have to leave Toronto; he'd over heard too many
whispers on his lack of aging to be able to stay here much longer. He also
knew that he couldn't stand the thought of leaving Nat. The idea of an
eternity without her beside him was unbearable, but he couldn't imagine
that she would agree to being brought across. He knew that she cared for
him, but to be willing to become a vampire to be with him would require a
love that Nick wasn't sure existed. At last, he heard her footsteps and
the sound of the lock opening. He caught his breath at the vision that
stood before him. 

Nat saw the look on Nick's face and smiling she twirled around to give him
a complete view. "I take it you approve?" She asked. 

Nick nodded. "I do. You make that dress look beautiful, Nat."

Blushing at the compliment Nat responded. "The dress is beautiful, Nick,
as are these." She indicated the choker and earrings. "Thank you for
letting me wear them." 

"They were made with you in mind, Nat." Nick told her as he reached out to
lightly touch an earring before caressing her face. "The little suns are
what you are to me; the light in my eternal darkness." He leaned closer
and softly kissed her before offering her his arm. "Come, my lady. Your
carriage awaits." 

Nat took his arm and they walked downstairs. Nat's eyes widened as she saw
the shiny, black limousine and driver that waited at the curb. Nick helped
her inside, then joined her on the spacious leather seat. 

"I wanted to be able to concentrate solely on you tonight and not have to
worry about driving." Nick explained as the driver closed the door behind
him. He reached over to a slender box and took out a single, deep red
rose. He handed it to Nat. 

Nat took the flower and inhaled the rich fragrance. She wondered if Nick
meant what the rose stood for, love. As she slid the stem through her
fingers she suddenly winced. Pulling her hand away from the flower she
looked at the small drop of blood where she'd stabbed herself with a thorn.

Nick saw the look of discomfort on Nat's face and felt his beast stir as
the scent of her blood reached him. Taking the injured hand in his, Nick
raised it to his lips and kissed the small wound. The taste of the sweet
nectar that was Nat's blood, even in such a tiny amount, swept through his
veins like fire igniting his passion. Nick felt his fangs ache as his
beast craved more of this rich elixir. The taste was also enough to allow
him to know, without any doubts, the depth of Nat's feelings for him. The
pure unconditional love that he felt from her and the certain knowledge
that she desired to be with him, no matter what the cost, made his heart
and soul soar with joy. He also felt her fear that he was getting ready to
vanish from her life and the despair that possibility brought her. 

Nat saw Nick's eyes briefly flash golden as he kissed the blood from her
finger. She was surprised at how such a simple act could cause her to
shiver with desire. Only the presence of the driver kept her from begging
Nick to please take her, right now. She prayed that somehow Nick might
love her and that she could convince him that for her happiness meant being
with him, even if that meant she must become a vampire. When Nick looked
into her eyes, his had returned to their normal, soft blue color and Nat
felt as though she could gladly drown in his gaze. She was barely aware
that the limousine had come to a halt until the door opened. 

End Part 1

(2/4)
By Nightlady
(c) 2000


Nick forced himself to release Nat's hand and got out of the vehicle. He
helped her out and they made their way into Chez Pierre's, one of the most
exclusive restaurants in the city. Inside, Nick quietly gave his name to
the Maitre D' while Nat took in the softly lighted ambiance of the room.
She noted that there was a small dance floor to one side, with the music
provided by a very accomplished band. In moments, they were shown to a
secluded banquette table. Nick noticed how virtually every man in the
restaurant turned to admire Nat as they walked to the table.

"You have every male in here wishing they were me." He told her after the
waiter left to get their drink orders. He saw the look of surprise on her
face. "They're all wondering how on earth I managed to find the most
beautiful woman in Toronto." 

Nat blushed. She wasn't in the habit of thinking of herself as beautiful;
her grandmother had spent enough years listing all of her 'faults' for
that. She loved the idea that Nick found her attractive, especially
considering all the undoubtedly beautiful women he'd know in his long life.
"I don't know if I qualify for that position." She said, quietly.

Nick took her hand in his and looked straight into her eyes. "You do.
Never, ever doubt that." He told her, his voice full of sincerity.

The next several minutes were spent ordering their dinners, some small talk
and then eating. Fortunately, the restaurant tended to serve rather small
portions, so it wasn't difficult for Nat to eat enough of both hers and
Nick's meals to make it appear that they'd both eaten. Nick did try a very
small amount of the food and was able to tolerate it without much effort.
While Nat enjoyed the food, a part of her mind kept wondering if this was
Nick's way of trying to ease the pain of saying goodbye. Finally, while
waiting for desert, a lovely, rich dark chocolate cake with chocolate
icing, she voiced the question that had plagued her thoughts of late. 

"Nick, I know that there's been talk about your lack of aging. Are you
moving on? Is this a goodbye dinner?" Nat asked, dreading his answer
would be that it was.

Nick looked at her and slowly shook his head. "No, Nat, it's not." He saw
the look of relief that washed over her face. " There's a lot that I want
to discuss with you, but I'd rather wait till we've finished here and go
back to the loft to do it." He added. The idea of a waiter or other
patron overhearing a discussion of bringing Nat across was not something
Nick wanted to happen.

Nat realized that the discussion must have to do with Nick's 'condition'
and she knew that the middle of a public restaurant was definitely not the
place to have it. "Okay, now that I know that this isn't goodbye, I can
wait." She told him, as the waiter brought her desert. Knowing that Nick
wasn't about to disappear from her life, she was more than willing to let
the evening progress however he wanted it to.

When Nat finished her desert, Nick stood and held out his hand to her.
"Would you like to dance?" He asked. 

Nat smile up at him. "I would love to." Once on the dance floor, Nick
took her in his arms holding her close to him. The band started playing a
slow tune as they began to dance. 

Nat leaned her head against Nick's chest as they glided across the floor.
It felt so very right to be in his arms. When she felt Nick's lips, as he
lightly kissed her brow, a shiver of pleasure passed over her. Daring to
risk showing her feelings, she raised her head and looked up into crystal
blue eyes that were as filled with love as her own. 

Nick inhaled the fragrance of Nat's hair and couldn't resist kissing the
smooth skin of her forehead. His love for Nat filled his soul and he said
a silent prayer that he could convince her to join him, forever. When she
raised her face toward his, he instinctively lowered his lips to hers,
capturing her mouth in a kiss ripe with tender passion. 

Nat felt her leg muscles tremble as Nick kissed her. She felt as though
she was floating and pressed her body closer to his. Parting her lips, she
allowed his tongue access to her mouth, savoring the feeling of desire that
possessed her. She gasped slightly as she felt his hand drift down from
the small of her back to the soft curve of her buttocks. Knowing that
there was only the thin fabric of the dress between his touch and her skin
excited her. When, holding her gently, but firmly, he pressed his groin
against her, she made a soft sound of desire as she felt the hard bulge of
his manhood against her abdomen. 

Nick closed his eyes as he felt the warmth of Nat's body against his
throbbing penis. The small taste of her blood still seemed like fire in
his veins and he ached to possess her totally. He yearned to feel her
smooth, soft, naked flesh against his and to know every curve and crevice
of her body. His beast stirred, causing small golden flecks to show in the
blueness of his eyes. In all of his existence, he'd never felt such a
burning need as he now did for Nat. 

As the music stopped, they stayed in one another's arms for a moment longer
staring into each other's eyes. At last Nick whispered softly, "Why don't
we go back to the loft, where it's a bit more private?" 

Nat nodded. "Yes." She breathed. After a brief pause to settle the
check, they were back in the limousine. Nat snuggled next to Nick, her
entire body aching with desire. Her eyes widened as she suddenly felt
Nick's hand sliding up her leg, beneath her dress. "Nick? The driver?"
She said, slightly nervous. 

"I put the screen up. He can't see anything back here now." Nick replied
as he nibbled one of her ear lobes. A quick glance showed her that there
was indeed an opaque screen separating the driver's compartment from the
section of the vehicle they were in. Any further thoughts on the matter
fled as Nick began to kiss and nibble his way down from her ear to the
angle of her jaw. Nat moaned softly as she gave into the delicious
feelings that spread from her innermost core throughout her body. She felt
one of his hands slide inside the deep vee of the neckline to tenderly cup
her breast. As he kneaded it, while lightly stroking and then gently
grasping the nipple between two fingers, Nat could feel a luscious tension
start to form. She sought his lips and welcomed his delving tongue into
her mouth. 

Nick's being was filled with Nat's scents, not only of her blood as it
coursed through her veins, but also of her arousal. He moved his other
hand caressingly up her inner thigh until he reached the soft curls of her
pubic hair. Pausing for a moment to rhythmically press his hand against
her mound, he then slid his fingers within the soft, moist lips that
covered the sensitive nub and slick moist hollow. Inserting a finger
within that hollow to moisten it, Nick began to softly, but steadily stroke
the core of Nat's pleasure. Her soft moans muffled by his lips, the
increasing moistness between her legs, and the gradually increasing tension
of her muscles told him that she was nearing her release. When she came,
Nick ached to feel her surrounding his turgid shaft and to taste the
sweetness of her release in her blood.

Nat felt as if she were going to explode with pleasure. She'd dreamed of
Nick touching her like this many, many times. As her body responded to
him, she felt her whole universe contract until the only thing in it was
the sensations that suddenly burst free, drowning her in ecstasy. Even as
her breathing slowly returned to normal, she was aware that there was still
an aching need that had not been fulfilled, the need to feel Nick deep
inside her impaling her on his steel hard shaft. She felt Nick's arms as
he held her tightly to him and she knew that she would wither away should
he ever leave her. She stayed snuggled in his arms until the limousine
came to a halt at the loft. She accepted Nick's hand to assist her from
the vehicle and together they rode the lift up. Nick kept his arm around
her waist and Nat willingly leaned into the solid strength of his body.

End Part 2

(3/4)
By Nightlady
(c) 2000


The sense of peace and comfort that Nat felt was shattered as she stepped
into the main room of the loft. She felt her stomach sicken as she saw the
neatly stacked pile of heavy furniture covers that sat on the floor just to
the right of the entry. Further glances about the room showed her that
many of Nick's prized mementos were absent from their usual locations. She
turned to face Nick, uncertainty written on her face. "You said that this
wasn't a goodbye dinner, but..." She broke off, gesturing around her. 

Silently, Nick took her by the hand and led her over to the couch. Only
after they were seated, side by side, did he speak. His first words did
nothing to alleviate Nat's distress. 

"I am preparing to move on. I've been here longer than I should have
stayed and now I have to leave or risk being discovered for what I am." He
said softly. 

Nat felt her eyes fill with tears. "You lied to me?" She asked. 

Nick shook his head. "No. You asked if I was saying goodbye. I wasn't,
but we do need to talk, Nat." 

Nat bit her lower lip to keep it from trembling. After a few moments she
managed to ask, "What do you want to talk about?" 

Nick reached over and gently brushed away a tear that had escaped from the
corner of her eye. "About us. About you moving on with me." He said. He
waited for her reaction. 

"Move on with you?" Nat gave Nick a sad smile. "How much time would that
buy us, Nick? Another ten years if we're lucky before I start to look
older than you and risk drawing attention to you?" She dropped her eyes,
not wanting him to see the pain in them. 

Nat felt like her heart was being torn to shreds. She wanted to be with
him, yet she knew that this would only postpone the inevitable. 'If only
there were some way to let make him see that if he would consider bringing
me across we'd have the time we need to find a cure!' She thought.

Nick placed a finger beneath Nat's chin and forced her to meet his eyes.
"Only if you were to stay mortal." He said silently. He could sense her
heartbeat quicken. 

"What...what are you saying, Nick?" Nat inquired, searching his face.

"Nat, I'm asking you to consider joining me, for eternity." Nick said. "I
want to bring you across. I love you and I cannot imagine my existence
without you at my side." He took a breath, then went on. "I pledge to you
that if you do agree, I will love you forever." Now, he dropped his gaze
as he added. "You don't have to answer now, I'm not planning on leaving
for a week or so." 

Nat felt as if an iron band had been removed from her chest. "I can answer
you now, Nick." She said softly. "I don't need time to consider it, I've
considered it for a long time and I know what my answer is." Nat waited
till Nick again looked into her eyes before she continued. "My answer is
yes, bring me across. I want to be with you, to love you, forever." She
smiled as she saw the look of utter relief that washed over his face. 

Nick lifted Nat's hands to his lips and softly kissed them. "Are you
certain? I couldn't bear it if you hated me for this." 

Nat shook her head. "I'm certain and I'll never hate you for loving me."
She told him, then leaned forward to meet his lips in a soft kiss. "Bring
me across, Nick. I don't want to wait any longer to be with you." 

Nick stroked her face. "I want you, Nat. I want to hold you in my arms
and make love to you. I need to feel your body surrounding me and see your
face full of passion." He told her. "I want you to know me fully, not
just my body but my very soul." He pulled her closer and kissed her again,
this time fully and deeply. 

Nat felt her body melt into Nick's embrace. She knew that her decision was
the right one. This was her destiny, to be with Nick, even if it meant
being a vampire. She shivered slightly as she felt Nick carefully remove
the choker necklace she was wearing, allowing him unimpeded access to the
slender column of her throat. 

Nick gently turned Nat in his arms as his lips moved slowly from hers down
along the curve of her jaw to her throat. He felt his fangs drop as his
beast emerged. Caressing Nat's body, Nick slowly kissed his way to the
pulse in her throat. Tenderly, he slipped his fangs into the throbbing
vein and began to drink the rich nectar that was her life's blood. 

Nat felt a small sting on her throat that was followed by a wave of such
ecstasy that she gasped in delight. Her mind was filled with an
overwhelming sense of being loved. "Nick! Oh, Nick!" She gasped as her
body was carried to a height of sensual pleasure she'd never experienced
before. She was aware that the room seemed to be growing dimmer and a part
of her knew that she was dying. To her surprise, she felt no fear, only an
eagerness to be totally one with Nick. As she slowly lost consciousness
she managed to murmur, "I love you, Nick. I love you!" 

Nick felt Nat go limp in his arms, yet he continued drinking until he heard
her heartbeat slow and start to become erratic. Lifting her in his arms,
he carried her upstairs and laid her on his bed. Removing his shirt, Nick
got on the bed beside Nat and held her in his arms. Cradling her in a
semi-sitting position, he opened a vein in his wrist and held it to her
lips. "Drink, my love. Drink and return to me for eternity." He whispered. 

End Part 3

(4/4)
By Nightlady
(c) 2000

Nat opened her eyes to find herself sitting beneath a tree in a sunlight
glade. She frowned, trying to remember how she'd gotten here. Rising to her
feet, she looked around for some indication of where she was. A short
distance away from her was a rustic wooden fence with a locked gate. Nat saw
a couple approaching the gate from the other side. Waving to get their
attention, she started in that direction. As she drew closer Nat's pace
slowed. There was something terribly familiar about the two people. She
stopped only a few feet from the gate as recognition dawned. 

"Mamma? Daddy?" Nat asked softly. 

The woman smiled gently. "You grew up to be a beautiful woman, Natalie, just
as I always knew you would." 

Nat closed her eyes unable to believe this was happening. She carefully
reopened them to find both of the people watching her.

"We're quite real." Her father said, smiling the slightly lopsided grin that
Nat remembered. 

"Am I dead?" Nat asked. "Is that why you're here?" 

Her mother shook her head. "No, you're not dead, but you are very near
death." She said. "The choice, whether to live or die, is yours to make." 

Her father added. "You must decide if you will come with us or return to the
one who calls you." 

Nat's eyes suddenly widened as her memories of Nick flooded her mind. "Nick! 
I was with Nick at his loft and," she broke off unwilling to reveal what Nick
was even to her parents. 

"And he was bringing you across, making you into a vampire, like he is." Her
father said quietly. 

Nat nodded. "Yes." She met her father's gaze. "We love each other and it is
the only way that we can truly be together." She offered in explanation. 

Her mother gave her a tender look. "You've already made your decision,
haven't you?" She inquired. 

"I have to get back. I love him and I want to be with him, even if it means
that I'll never see either of you again." Nat said, near tears. 

Her mother smiled. "No fear of that, but it will be a very long time before
we meet again." She glanced lovingly at her husband who nodded and then
continued. "The love that you and Nick share is very special. Few are ever
blessed with finding the other half of their souls the way you both have. 
Remember, Natalie, that with this love, nothing is impossible and no dream is
too farfetched to come true." She made a shooing motion with her hands. "Go
for now my dearest child. Don't you hear him calling you?" 

As her mother spoke the words, Nat did hear Nick's voice calling her name and
she turned in the direction it seemed to come from. "Yes, I do hear him. I
love you both, but I have to go to him." She said.

"We know, Natalie." Her father said. "Remember that love and faith in each
other can work miracles." 

Nat nodded, tears running down her face. She hated to leave her parents but
her heart ached to be with Nick. She walked resolutely toward the sound of
Nick's voice. 


Nick watched anxiously, waiting for some sign that Nat would accept his blood
and return to him. He murmured her name over and over, as he told her that he
loved her. At last he saw her swallow and then felt the first tentative pull
on his wrist as she began to drink from him. Relief washed over him and, as
she drank more deeply, Nick kissed her temple then rested his cheek against
her hair. He prayed that when she opened her eyes he would not see regret in
them. 

Nat slowly opened her eyes and released her hold on Nick's wrist. She turned
slightly in his arms and found his soft, blue eyes looking lovingly at her. 
She smiled as she realized that she could sense his feelings and a wave of
desire washed over her. "I love you, Nick." She said as his hold on her
tightened slightly and their lips met. 

Nick gazed into Nat's now golden hued eyes and saw the love in them. Her
words seemed to remove a heavy band from around his chest. He captured her
mouth and began to kiss her with all the passion he'd held back for years. 

Nat eagerly responded to Nick's kiss, meeting his tongue and leaning into him.
She could feel her body aching with the need to be totally one with him. She
ran her hands over the smooth skin of Nick's back, noting that no longer felt
cold to her. She felt Nick's hands as they traveled along the curves of her
body and she shivered with delight at his touch. Breaking the kiss she
whispered, "Help me out of this dress, Nick. I want to feel your skin against
mine." 

Nick needed no second request. He caught the hem of the dress and with a
single, smooth movement pulled it off over Nat's head. His eyes drank in the
sight of her soft, alabaster skin. His lips were drawn to the full roundness
of her breasts and he savored the pleasure of softly kissing and suckling at
them. His hands caressed each soft globe and Nat's moans of pleasure fired
his own desire. 

Nat couldn't believe the sensations she was feeling. Her newly enhanced
senses enabled her to detect the subtle scent of Nick's blood and of his
arousal. Both served to heighten her desire but the new mental connection she
shared with Nick surpassed anything else. She could feel the depth of his
emotions for her and the power of his love for her filled her with a sense of
peace she'd only dreamt of knowing. She tentatively pushed into the link,
wanting Nick to know her feelings, and was rewarded with a wave of love and
joy from Nick. 

Nick felt Nat's mind touch his and her happiness and the sense of peace he
felt from her only increased his love for her. She had no regrets about her
new condition, only joy that they were at last able to fully express their
love. He renewed his ministrations to her wanting to give her all of the
pleasure he could. 

Nat moaned aloud as Nick again found her mouth with his and began to lightly
stroke her canine teeth with his tongue. She was left breathless by the
intense sensual pleasure this produced and she gasped slightly as she felt her
teeth elongate into the fangs of the vampire she now was. Once she gathered
her wits, she sought Nick's fangs with her tongue. She smiled as she felt
them descend and she looked up into Nick's now golden eyes. 

Nick felt his body shiver as Nat teased his sensitive canines with her tongue.
His manhood throbbed with need as it pressed tightly against his trousers. 
He pulled away from Nat, who whimpered in disappointment, to quickly undo the
offending clothing and strip off all of his remaining clothes as well. Nude,
he stood gazing down at Nat and drinking in her beauty. 

Nat looked at Nick, nude before her, and felt her insides seem to melt. The
firm, solid angles and planes of his muscles seem to ripple beneath his skin. 
As her eyes dropped lower, she smiled as she saw the size of his thick, long
erection. She wanted him badly. Unabashedly, she parted her legs and held
out her hand to Nick in invitation. 

Nick sat down on the bed beside Nat and ran his hand slowly up Nat's
stockinged leg. When he reached her thigh, where the stocking attached to the
lacy garter belt, he undid the fastenings and then reversed the direction of
his caress rolling down the stocking as he went. He repeated this on her
other leg then undid the garter belt's fastenings and removed it. 

This accomplished, Nick leaned forward and began to kiss his way from her lips
down past her breasts, along her smooth flat stomach and finally to the sweet
moistness of her groin. He parted the protective lips and began to tease her
clit with his tongue. 

Nat writhed as Nick's tongue traces paths of ecstasy along her body. As she
felt him licking and sucking gently on her clit she grabbed at the silken
sheets in the throes of enjoyment. She felt her body gradually tensing as she
climbed toward the ultimate release, but she wanted more than that. She
wanted Nick deep in her, one with her. "Nick, please I want you in me." She
begged. 

Nick shifted and lowered his body over her. He growled deep in his chest as
she reached down and guided his shaft to her entrance. Pausing only for a
moment, he pushed into her, fully burying his manhood in her embracing folds. 
He felt Nat grasp at his shoulders as she thrust upward with her hips as she
sought to take as much of him into her as possible. 

Nat closed her eyes and savored the feeling of at last having Nick within her.
She could feel every inch of him as he filled her completely and she pressed
against him wanting even more. When he began to move in and out of her, she
arched her back and cried out wordlessly at the wonderful gratification. She
rose quickly on the spire of pleasure and her enjoyment was enhanced and
magnified by her ability to feel Nick's pleasure. As she neared her release
she realized that she was feeling an ache for something more. 

Nick watched as Nat's face blossomed with passion. As they rose together
toward release he saw her sudden look of confusion. Lifting her head he
guided her to his throat. "Drink, my dearest love. Know me as totally as I
know you." He urged. 

Nat hesitated only a second. The scent of Nick's blood drew her and she sank
her fangs into his throat. She felt her orgasm start at the first mouthful of
his blood and she was only slightly aware of the slight prick of Nick's fangs
as they found her throat. As her body started to spasm with the force of her
orgasm she felt Nick's release, too. Nat drank deeply of Nick's blood,
relishing not only the taste but also the rich images that filled her mind. 
At this moment, they were truly one, each knowing the other's fears and
dreams. Nat had never experienced such closeness to another person and it
brought tears of happiness to her eyes. 

Nick felt Nat's release as he again drank her nectar. He felt her joy at
their closeness and her willingness to bare mind to him. Her love and faith
in their love soothed his beast and hers. He mentally chuckled as he felt her
worry over what would now happen to her beloved Sidney and sent her
reassurance that Sidney would be a part of their new lives. Nick knew that
Nat's craving would not be for cat blood and that Sidney was perfectly safe. 
When the last exhilarating wave of delight finished washing through them, he
slid from atop her and pulled her tightly into his embrace. 

Nat lay snuggled against Nick, reflecting on the experience she'd just had. 
As she slowly relaxed, the memory of her time in the glade returned. "Nick,
when I was having to make my choice whether or not to return to you, I saw my
parents." She said softly. 

Nick looked into her face but saw only serenity there. "What did they say to
you, Nat?" He asked. 

Nat smiled. "They told me to remember that out love is special and that
because of it there is nothing we cannot do." She looked into Nick's eyes. 
"They didn't say it outright, but they indicated that we will find the cure
Nick." 

Nick looked at her. "How do you mean indicated?" He asked, hope clear in his
voice. 

"My mother said because of our love for one another, nothing is impossible and
no dream is too farfetched to come true." Nat responded, watching as a look
of peace came over Nick's face. "But she did say that it would take a long
time." She added. 

Nick kissed Nat softly, her words renewing his hope for the future. "Let it. 
So long as we're together, eternity would not be too long." He told her. He
saw Nat's eyelids drooping as his own senses told him sunrise was approaching.
"Sleep for now, love." He said as she snuggled closer to him. In minutes
she was deeply asleep and Nick soon joined her. 

The End. 

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