Presents

[Lovely]

August 22, 2007
just before dark
Nicky's house


"hello hun, rough day at the office?"

He grinned. Biff hadn't hardly stepped in the door and made even less of a sound yet she knew he was there. He spoke around the door, coming around slowly to find the luscious body behind the voice. "The usual. You know, running down riffraff, marking my territory, bringing home the bacon... you like barbecue?"

She was sitting, waiting for him to get back. She'd been bored, restless... she didn't have work or the 'normal' day to day worries to keep her occupied. Today had been spent weeding through her closets and tossing out things she had no need or desire for anymore. Gone were most of her conservative pieces, what was left was comfortable, or provacative.. things that made her feel good or excited her... much like the wolf who's arrival she had been awaiting. She was dressed as if she might be going to the job he'd had her quit that very first night before he'd taken her as his. She was posed for him to get a delicious eyeful when he came in, her shapely legs stretched and propped, her curves held in pink fur and lots of tempting flesh bare in between. She casually glanced his way as he moved into the room."Barbecue is fine.. Would you like me to get a fire going?" Her smile curled as her eyes took him in. "So.. just another boring day... nothing to excite you?"

"Fire's going. Are you?" He looked over the outfit, wondering just what she had planned. The door was kicked closed, though gently, and forgotten along with the prizes in the car that would sit and ripen for later, marinating in the low summer sun. "Work's exciting, but it's still work. Now, it's this badboy's playtime and THAT's ... exciting."

Her tongue came to wet her lips with a slow light swipe as she watched him, a gentle red glow came to her eyes. In her life before his pack had taken her, she might never have given him a second glance. Nothing against -the fine specimen of male that he was.. simply becasue that was her way.. she toyed with the boys -danced and excited them but never let them get close. She'd had a boyfriend -a sweet, smart... -nice boy-.. one she knew wouldn't stand a chance against the strong male she craved now. Biff.. everything was his now.. she was his and he was hers, she wanted nothing else. She'd never been a real bad girl or heart breaker.. only played the role because of her work. Now she felt naughty... darker, more wild.. maybe she was becoming the 'bad girl' with the desires that ran through her. Desires centered mainly around the man who now called her home his.. Her heart beat faster for him and she found herself in love with him.. when before she would have denied him and gone back to mr nice and sweet. "Anything.. you'd like to play with, in particular?" Her fingers trailled lightly down her thighs.

"I like playing with fire, but you had to ask?" The grin was dark and crooked as he approached slowly, taking in the sight and the scents around him. The fluff over her breast was entertaining enough, especially when still and waiting this time. He remembered watching every hair and fiber rustle with her movements, just like now with each breath. "I can think of a couple other things now that you mention it," he chuckled.

With a half smile she rolled her shoulders and sighed, slowly reaching one hand out toward him. "You want to come over here and tell me about them?" Her scent was probably more than enough of an invitation -waiting and wanting.. ready for him.

"Thinking I'd rather just...," his smile wrinkled up with his nose, pulling in every vapor of her invitation. "Ooh babe, just checking out the dish of the day. A little appetizer, a little dessert and a whole lot of in between." His eyes flashed red a brief moment as he slid his hand down hers and up her arm, falling slowly into a calculated embrace.

[Lovely]

Her other arm reached as his hand slid up from her fingers and she 'caught' him as he fell into an embrace. Her hands already moving over the strong taunt muscles of his shoulders and back in a firm caress. Her tongue flicked affectionately over his ear. "Welcome home, hun.." Her growl was softly possesive as her leg shifted to curl around him a little.

"Hmm... almost," he chuckled again, making promises he'd be keeping in a little while with a nudge and a pet from his hip. "Should maybe keep your strength up a little. A few nibbles, then a few more nibbles here... and here," he said, nibbling her neck though intending to bring in her presents first.

She laughed softly, curling around him more and pressing into the nibbles against her neck. Her fingers dug lightly and her eyes fluttered as she enjoyed his attention. "..but I want you to take my strength away.. leave me spent and smiling.."

"Not to worry. I plan on it, again and again, but I have something else for you too," he said, teasing, torturing her with making her wait just a while longer.

"mmmmm.." She pouted as he resisted and teased her.. she wanted him -now. Again and again did sound wonderful, but she wanted him to start, she didn't want to wait for it. She shifted against him, teasing back and licking his ear. "Something else.. does it taste as good as you?"

"No, but it'll keep us both going. Consider it... 'take out' so we don't have to hunt later on. A pig and his pug with him. She's nasty, but I think you're going to like the little porkchop I got you."

"Well when you talk it up like that.." She laughed again, nipping at his neck while he was still close. "No hunt later.. means more play time for us.. what will we do with the extra time?" She obviously cared more about him than what he'd brought to eat. She'd willingly let him take her, change her and became his mate... it wasn't as if there was nothing between them. It was growing stronger each day that passed, each moment that they spent together, their bond deepened and her affection for him increased.

"I'm sure I'll come up with something, several somethings. No hunt later means... exactly what that means," he agreed, growling gently, an affectionate purr as he nipped playfully and suddenly as if he'd bite through her little pink 'rabbits'.

She gasped pleasurably at his more sudden nip and he'd feel the shiver that ran through her, her fingers curling into his shoulders again. "Mmm.. Biff.." She sighed, tipping her head back a little as her legs shifted along his with the restless desire that was making her skin warm to his touch.

He laughed. "Dinner first, sweets after. Let's eat... I'm starved... really starved," he growled playfully, wanting her as much as to enjoy the prize. "Don't pout and don't move, except just like that," he paused, pulling away slowly as she teased him back with her stirring and snaking around him.

She couldn't help the small pout as he pulled away, though it melted into a small sweetly playful smile just for him. "You love to torture me.." She teased, letting her hands run down his arms as he stood, catching his fingers with a gentle tug before letting him go. "Dinner.. better be worth it.." She warned with a wink and a puckered kiss.

"Always did, but now it's different," he admitted with a wink. He stood up and straightened himself up a little first before heading back to the door. He stopped and turned back around. "It's worth it to me," he said, not explaining yet. He'd seen the picture, dug around and found a name once, now it was all a pleasant memory, or would be soon.

[Lovely]

Her toes curled in effort not to yank him back and have her way with him. "Now I don't mind so much if you want to tie me up.." She grinned, winking again as she caught her lip in her teeth as she teased and enticed him, but let him move to the door. Nicky tilted her head watching him as he turned back, for a moment she wondered -what did he mean by that? Something was different about his scent but it was a brief trace and she couldn't identify it. Waiting was a bit of torture in itself now as she was curious and she squirmed a little, trying not to get up before he came back in.

Timed just right, the sun was down already and the darkness floated over the street like the fog that was whisping in slowly from the bay. He moved the yellow coupe into the garage. No sense in the neighbors being entertained with their party. He folded the seat up for the cargo he'd left to stay warm, a bit of slag about his size and another, smaller with long, sticky, blood-streaked hair. Biff left her to sit a moment and brought in the bigger prize first, presenting its all-too-familiar face proudly to Nicky as a heavily dumped heap on the floor. "Have I told you how much I love you, lately?"

She'd come to sit up fully as Biff made his way back into the room, something was oddly familiar about the scent she was picking up. It wasn't Biff.. it wasn't the blood.. there was something she couldn't place -again. She still had much to learn though Biff had taught her a great deal already and was always showing her new things. She recognised the pride in Biff as he brought in and dumped the 'heap' on the floor in front of her. It took her a moment to realize why she was holding her breath, the face that lay before her.. Slowly her gaze turned to Biff, hearing his words -she questioned it all.. this wasn't a random slag. "I don't think you have.. is this how you do so?" She swallowed hard and kept her gaze on him, searching for some sign of what his intent was.

"Just marking my territory, Nicky. What yours and what's mine. You're mine and he's yours to do what you want. I'm done with him now. But... if you want to show me how much you really love me, I think you know what to do." His coldness was washing through the room with his tone and his expression. He knew exactly what the man had been to her once. He wanted her to prove it was history.

"You did this on purpose? You knew who he was.. and you did this.. because of me?" Her voice was soft, awed and curious as she stared at 'Mr Nice' for a moment, her gaze swept back to Biff and she stood up, a toe nudged the man before she stepped over him to go to Biff's side. She could feel the coldness from him and she didn't like it. The sound she made was like a soft wimper as she tried to get close to Biff, reaching for his waist and trying to nuzzle at his neck. "Babe.. please don't be like that to me.." The look of hurt on her face might be enough for him to know she was willing to show him.. but needed a moment with him first. "I don't want to mess up my pretty outfit.. I wore it for you.. help me get out of it?"

He pulled away and stepped over the nice guy heap. "You won't mess it up. Do what you do, what you crave, Nicky. You're not the nice sweet girl he knew. I think you need to show him what you really are."

Her mouth pulled down into a pout as Biff pulled away from her, she kept her back to him for a moment -absorbing the ache of his cold shoulder. "Fine." She hissed, her eyes narrowing as she turned and stepped back over the heap to stand on the other side of him again. "If this is all you care about.." She glared at Biff and growled softly, leaning to shove him away from her and the heap. She snarled and dropped to a crouch, her eyes glowing red and her face changing enough to extend the sharp fangs and strong jaw she'd need. She growled again as she sniffed over the heap and then lunged, sinking her teeth into his throat and tearing it open.

He sat down to watch the spectacle, how she changed and why. "I care about loyalty and I care about you," he softened, pleased with the outcome but not at the expense of upsetting her. He leaned on his knees to inhale the rich aromas, his own eyes flaring. "Yes, I did this for you, for us. It was the last piece of the you that you aren't anymore. Enjoy it. The pug's still in the garage if you want her."

[Lovely]

She didn't enjoy it and only did it because it seemed to be what Biff wanted and he'd hurt her.. made her angry. She spit what was in her mouth at him and got up, wiping her chin. "He's dead.. happy now?" She stepped away from her ex and shook her head. "I'm not interested in whatever else you have.. keep it for yourself." She spun away to walk out of the room, angry and hurt to the point of tears shimmering in her eyes that she didn't want him to see, she wanted to break things.

"Nicky..., c'mon," he pleaded, amused and trying to make light of the deathly scene, yet he was still worried he'd crossed that dangerous line. He tried to pass it off as nothing and followed her. "I'll be happy if you come back in the other room," he said softly behind her.

She could easily hear him following her and more than that she could about feel him behind her. "Well... then I guess you're not going to be happy." She stopped by the bottom of the stairs, keeping her back to him. "Did you want anything else?" Her voice shook, nearly a growl with her hand gripping the railing.

"Already told you what I want, babe, don't play this game. I tested, you passed, so let's move on now, okay? You still want help with that outfit?" The coldness in his tone faded with the softer invitation as he slid up behind her, sliding his hand over hers on the railing.

"I'm not the one who started this game.. babe." She almost elbowed him but caught herself and half turned instead, he'd see the dampness in her eyes but at this point she couldn't hide them anymore. "No.. I don't need help with the outfit or anything else from someone who feels the need to test me!"

"Shh, stop it, Nicky. I wasn't trying to be mean, but he got me riled up, thinking about him looking at you, dressed up like this, or the way you look first thing in the morning? It got me thinking and I thought wrong, okay? I admit it, I messed up. Forgive me?" He did his best not to smirk at the thought of the complete end of everything she'd had and how completely she belonged to him now. "Take a deep breath and come with me to the other room... now." He held her gaze, his own as insistent as the quiet demand in his voice and his scent.

He might not have been trying but he succeeded in being quite mean. "He got you riled.. or you riled yourself? Why does any of that matter when I chose you?" His voice commanded and her instincts were to follow, even if she was still upset with him. She sighed, her mouth set in a pout. "I'll -think- about forgiving you." She motioned with her hand for him to lead the way into the other room, probably not all that convincing that she wouldn't follow him as he demanded.

"Think harder," he muttered as he led back to the room and the ripening fruit of his efforts to impress her. Biff sneered at the puddling mess of her former partner and took a quick step away to grab a dark towel from the bin to cover the floor. "You chose me, okay, I get it. Point taken, alright? Watch your step," he added, trying to help her keep her feet clear. "And let's start this gig over."

Nicky followed him and held back a little just into the room, rather than trying to step around the body on the floor. Biff seemed to be trying to help her get around it and she reached to catch his hand, attempting to turn him and pull him from the reminder of him pushing her away. "How about we start it over in a different room, where we don't have to trip over a mes.. mistake?" She made the suggestion sincerely, just seeing the mess made her tense up a little and she didn't want the wedge driven any deeper between them.