Becoming Your Addiction (Kale/Open)

[Kale Armitage]

His teeth had indeed drawn blood and he still wouldn't pull right away. Instead his teeth and red-tinted lips would side up the length of her neck, over her jawline and then to press against her own lips again. Those teeth biting down upon the girl's lip and giving a tug as he continued to push himself into her. His left hand would slip down her neck, once again leaving a little blood trail from the re-opened wound on his hand.

Kale was certainly lost in the drug and the new addiction he had just been given. He doubted that there was going to be anything that he could do to change it either. With every scrape of her fingernails, every touch of her skin against his seemed to send shock waves throughout his body. Kale was too far gone now, he wanted it all. He wanted her body and he did not want her to stop what she was doing. He needed this feeling to last for a while before he'd had to walk away and live without it.

Let it go Kale....Let it all go...

Her words didn't fall upon dear ears and in the moment only helped to fuel the fire. Kale's tongue would search for hers once his lips reconnected with Sasha's. His left hand brushed down over her form only to stop near the bottom of her skirt. The stop would only be brief as his land would slide up under her skirt a few inches before his nails would dig into the flesh of her leg and he'd force her leg up to rest near his left hip.

He couldn't help but grab at her body violently. The lust had gotten the best of him and the anger shined through as well as it seemed he was beginning to grow rougher and rougher with the girl with every wave of pleasure that shot throughout his body because of her nails. And it became clear to Kale that she didn't seem to care much that he was hurting her. In fact it seemed like she was enjoying it by the sounds of pleasure that escaped her lips.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Did she mind? No, she was lost in the addiction of her own at this point. The pain that shot through her with every rough movement of his hand, his nails scraping along her thigh as he jerked it upward to rest against his hip....She felt him starting to let go as she continued the assault upon his body and mind with her touch.....

Then he kissed her, the taste of her own blood hitting her lips as his tongue brushed against her own, a muffled moan escaping as she sank her nails in deeper to his flesh.

Only then would she pull back, breaking the kiss to deliver him a serious wave of pleasure....her head tilting and lips finding their way to his neck....She did not wait....no gentle kisses or soft touches...No, he wanted his addiction fed and so long as he continued to feed her own, she would give it to him. Her lips parted and those pearly white teeth then moved and sank deep into the flesh of his neck.....sending a wave of pleasure through him like none she had let go before...Mostly due to the fact that the instant the heated coppery taste of his blood hit her tongue her pleasure spiked and was in turn sent forth into him....

In this moment, with them pressed together the way they were, both feeding the others addiction, it was like they were one.....Every bit of pleasure he gave she returned with her touch...a never ending cycle.....

Softly she moaned out against his flesh as her hands gripped him tighter, nails sinking into his flesh and driving her crazy with lust and need...........

[Kale Armitage]

Kale would shudder sightly when her nails sunk into his flesh. He coud feel blood begin to trickle down the back of his neck, but it didn't hurt nearly as much. Instead he was only getting an odd sense of pleasure from it. Maybe it was purely because of the drug. But soon enough something would happen. Sasha's teeth would sink into his neck. It would send a surge of pain and pleasure through his both. His jaw would harden and between his gritted teeth he'd let out a growl as his grip upon her body tightened even more.

God.. W-what am I doing..? This isn't me.. Right?

In a flash of anger his left leg would slide backwards and he'd turn and whip the girl away from the wall, and toward the ground. His hand would lift toward the bloody bite upon his neck as he seethed slightly, turning to look down and face the female he had just thrown. Those dark brown eyes glared toward Sasha, a mixture of lust and hatred swirled as he took a couple more steps toward her and the feeling of that 'magic' coke started to wear off.

"What the fuck are you doing to me?"

Kale would drop himself into a crouch in front of her, those eyes catching once again dropping to Sasha's legs and almost able to see up her skirt. He would bite as his lip before his hands would reach out and grab her ankles to so that he could drag her closer toward him. He couldn't wait any longer, he needed her to touch him again. He felt no remorse for treating her the way he was, because he was beginning to realize that was her addiction. She liked the pain, so he would give it to her any way he could.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Suddenly she felt the anger in him rise, giving her even more of a high than she had before, just as she was jerked away from him and thrown to the ground....Feeling pain shoot through her as she hit the rooftop, tongue slipping forth to lick over the blood on her lips as she tilted her head slightly to the side.....

She could see the anger in his eyes mixed with the lust and as he dropped down before her she continued to look at him with those now solid crimson eyes...

Then he spoke and grabbed her ankle jerking her body to him once more.....This time she focused all her energy into her touch and laid her palm against his chest......Sending a wave of pleasure through his body as she spoke up seductively.....

"I am feeding your addiction....."

Pain was felt through her body as she felt him drag her to him....the pain of landing on the roof still there...his bite...it was all soo intoxicating to her....She needed more, and from the look of it so did he.....Her hand reaching over to the spot where her purse had fallen, reaching inside and grabbing out the vile she held it up in front of him......

Then slowly she undid the lid and poured out just enough over the area of her collar bone for him to take a hit if of course he wanted to.....Using her nail to take out enough for her own hit.....

"And you are feeding mine..."

She then closed the vile and let it slide out of her hand and back toward her purse.....Now, either he would take it or he would get up and leave......if he did not kill her first......those eyes looking into his with just as much passion and desire and anger as he gave in return.......

[Kale Armitage]

I am feeding your addiction.....

Once again the palm to his chest nearly floored him as those feelings rushed in quickly and washed over him. Kale couldn't stop himself from shivering from the pleasure that was beginning to overtake him. While he loved the feeling he was getting, there was something deep inside of him stabbing at the chance to break out, to take over and cause far too much trouble. Kale couldn't allow it.. But it was so hard for him to keep locked up in the heat of this moment. Her touch drove him wild.

Kale would watch as the girl reached out for her purse and then pulled that vial out once again. His eyes would close briefly and it seemed as if a tiny voice in the bad of his head was telling him not to take anymore, to just get up and get out of there. But once those brown hues reopened, Kale would catch sight of her pouring out a line on her collarbone. The junior's mouth would open slightly, before he'd put his hands against the rooftop on both sides of her and move closer so that he could snort it off her skin.

And you are feeding mine...

That feeling would take a hold of him again as he rested his body briefly on top of hers. They were still clothed, but feeling her breathing so close to him while the drug took hold was a magical feeling. It was one he hoped never left him, but he knew that was impossible.. Sasha had done something horrible to him.

He was going to need her now, addicted to a female he knew practically nothing about and hadn't really cared to learn about either. The coming days were surely going to be quite different then he was use to. Kale hadn't had to depend on anyone since he was a little child.

"You're a bitch.. For doing this to me.."

[Ceraphine Davis]

She tilted her head as she felt him lean inward, allowing hm to take that hit off of her as she continued to press her hand tightly against him.....The weight of his body atop her own was enough to send shivers through her entire being before she heard him speak...a little grin curling onto her lips as she jerked her hand away from him....

For a moment it was though she was going to stop, cease in all actions and let him suffer without those feelings, but then, both hands would reach around to his back, fingers working to pull his shirt up as she growled softly into his ear......

"And just what the fuck are you going to do about it?"

And with that both hands would grasp hold of his back, nails biting into his flesh and wave after wave of her emotions and that light shock was sent into him....Pleasure she knew he could never get from another save for Kevala, and that would never happen. Yes, the one person who could probably save him was the last person he would ever have anything to do with......It was funny really......But for now she would wait, feeling his anger rise inside him, feeling that wall growing weaker and weaker with each passing moment.

Yet, through it all, Sasha was not going to come out of this unaffected......She needed him now, just as much as he did her...That drug worked on them both, just in different ways...With him it was her touch, those emotions and sensations she sent into him.....For her it was his anger, the pain he gave her......They were both addicted now....to each other.......Whether they liked it or not....

"I hate you for making me need you so much...."

She growled out against his neck before she would press her lips to his flesh, her nails dragging harshly up his back at her thigh brushed against his leg....

[Kale Armitage]

Kale watched as her hands pulled away from him and felt them retouch upon his back, his shirt slowly being lifted up. Her next set of words only served to let the madness inside his head raise up even more. Kale wasn't quite sure exactly why she was getting under his skin, but he didn't like it. He rarely ever let anyone close to him, but now he felt like there was nothing to prevent that from happening this time. He was going to have to keep seeing her if he wanted to feel good.

Her nails sinking into his skin would only add to his pleasure. Kale was having a hard time fighting it back, even though he knew he shouldn't give into what she wanted. The sickness that had haunted his family lineage for so long was locked deep inside of him, but that lock seemed to be breaking. If there was one thing he didn't want, it was for the beast to be unleashed. Obviously though she had different plans. He could see that meeting her had been a mistake. But there was nothing he could do to change the situation right now.

I hate you for making me need you so much....

Kale's forehead would drop against her chest for a moment as those chocolate orbs hid behind the lids of his eyes. His hands would begin to press harder and harder upon the rooftop as the lust faded briefly. Not completely, but enough for the anger to make him want to lash out at her. The junior would push hard and lift himself upward as he rested on his knees, between her legs. That left hand would find her chest only to push her hard against the ground as his right would swing across his body and then whip back in the opposite direction as the back of his hand looked to collide with the side of the girl's face.

Kale knew she wanted pain and he was going to give her some. He had never really been one to force himself on a girl, or hit her either. But something wasn't right with him right now. He couldn't help but last out as his mind began to grow hazier every passing moment. After that arm passed by after his first slap, he'd swing it back toward the other side of her face and slap the shit out of her again. This certainly wasn't your average relationship.

"This is what you wanted, Wasn't it?!"

[Ceraphine Davis]

She felt his head lower for a moment, that lust subside for a brief second before he rose up on his knees between her legs, his hand pushing her hard into the rooftop before his other hand would slam across her face....the taste of her own blood filling her mouth as she felt the inside of her cheek cut against her teeth....Then again he hit her, again snapping her head to the side and pain shooting through her.......A sick sense of pleasure filling her and making her hate that she needed this all that much more....But as he spoke she growled and felt the small trickle of blood start to flow from the corner of her mouth...

"Yes.."

She hissed out the words as she reached her hands around to the front of him and under his shirt, dragging her nails down his chest roughly as more and more of her own pleasure was passed from herself onto him....She wished she had never started this game...she hated him for driving her to this point...But she could not turn around now...she was hooked...that darkness inside him was her drug, the pain he gave her was her pleasure.......

She could see it in his eyes...he hated her yet he needed her.....he wanted to kill her and yet at the same time he wanted to take her right here and right now......

Whatever this thing was between them, it was not going to end any time soon.....And she knew that they both understood that, despite how much they loathed the fact.....they could not change it now........

Those crimson eyes looked upward into his own....daring him to take from her what he wanted while giving her what she needed.....Both lust and anger filling her gaze as she grabbed his shirt and jerked him forward, her head tilting and her lips brushing against his ear.....

"I hate you so fucking much...."

Words that should not have been whispered from the lips that would then find his own, pressing against his passionately as her tongue brushed over his lower lip...A heated, passionate kiss between two people who despised each other. Nothing about this was normal, but neither were they.......

[Kale Armitage]

Her approval of the way he was treating her hadn't taken Kale by surprise at all. By now he realized that she seemed to enjoy being hit like that. If you thought about it, it was definitely a little strange. But he couldn't really say much, because he was still willingly slapping her. Kale definitely knew he had his fair share of problems and it only seemed like these problems were going to get worse and worse. Especially now that he found himself in such a situation.

There were a lot of different emotions running through, but the most dominate one was still his anger, his lust close behind. Sasha's hands would find his chest again and her sensations would pour into him again. His head would drop backwards and he'd stare up into the sky as he soaked it all up. He could feel himself changing, and in the heat of the moment Kale knew he was going to loose it very soon.

I hate you so fucking much....

Her whisper into his ear would make him want to rage even more. Kale looked at it like this, that he hadn't even been the one to start all this. All he had wanted a few nights before was some cocaine. And then today she went and pulled some crap by giving him some new mixture. He was going to be a slave to her because of that and if there was one thing he hated, it was someone else thinking they had control over him.

His thoughts would be thrown off as he felt her lips press against his. Kale wouldn't break the kiss right away, but his teeth would end up biting at her bottom lip again before he'd pull it back and then tear himself away and up onto his feet. Kale no longer wanted to be here up on the roof, it was too open and the chance of thme getting seen was far too great. It was time to relocate, whether Sasha liked it or not.

"You want to hate me?! I haven't even given you a fuckin' REASON to hate me yet!"

Bending over a little bit, Kale's bleeding left hand would reach out and harshly grab a hold of the girl's right bicep. He wouldn't hold anything back as he'd yank her up and onto her feet. Should he struggle, Kale would only have to try and make things worse. He would then pick the girl up and drop her onto his shoulder before he began to move toward the doorway leading to the stairwell.

[Ceraphine Davis]

She did not know what to do with this mixture of emotions that she felt. It was anger and rage and hate all in one and yet at the same time she felt longing, desire and need....but combining them all was that primal lust that he brought out in her....But it was not her...was it? No, she was born of these emotions but the one who craved them and truly was addicted to them lay dormant in her mind at the moment...As she felt him pull away she growled softly at the loss of his angered touch upon her body, those crimson eyes glaring at him as she watched him stand up......

Maybe the drug had worn off? If so then it had yet to do so to her....she was in need of that pain to stimulate the drug in her system, to draw forth more of his rage.....It was enough that for the slightest moment her eyes flicked back to their normal icy blue shade....It was strange...it was if Kevala was looking to take control, as though she wanted this.....She could feel the other girl much closer now......stronger....

But then her reached down, his rough hand grabbing her bicep and jerking her petite frame to her feet...Those words leaving his lips only increasing her desire all the more.....

Then, as though it were nothing at all, he grabbed her up and threw her over his shoulder.....His grip on her body tight, painful and extremely intoxicating.........

"And you have only been given a glimpse of what I can truly give to you...."

The words, though they came from her lips, were not her own...It was Kev...struggling to take control....This is what Kevala lived for...pain, blood, lust...it was as though she survived on those emotions alone.......What had they created when they made her? Even Sasha was unsure, but did not have time to debate the matter before he took her through the door and down the stairwell...Unsure what he planned, but knowing that she needed it...She needed him....and a part of her would forever hate him for that.......

[Kale Armitage]

And you have only been given a glimpse of what I can truly give to you....

"Yea, yeah. You gave me that fuckin' drug and now.."

Now I'm not going to be able to get rid of you..

Kale's words had trailed off keeping the last part of his sentence inside of his own head. He was growing sicker by the second and he couldn't believe he had gotten himself into a situation like this. The junior had already been addicted to cocaine as it was and now it was some special kind that he could only get from her. And the worst part was that he could only feel that wonderful numbing pleasure when it was her touch combined with it. The more he thought about it, the farther his sanity seemed to fall down the rabbit hole.

At least the brown-haired male knew exactly where he was heading. He had managed to locate the boiler room on his first day completely by accident, and since he had been sneaking in there for a cigarette in between classes and any other time he wanted to get away from people. But in this moment Kale wasn't going there for a cigarette, he was looking for a place to get a little privacy.. Because he couldn't hold the lust back any longer. He needed to get this over with, and soon. He felt like he might explode from all the thoughts rushing through his head. He just wanted that numbness. And he wanted her body.

Kale would continue to make his way to the boiler room with Sasha up on his shoulder. No matter what she did, he wasn't about to let go of her. He was going to get what he wanted and Sasha was sure as hell going to get what she desired. Soon enough he'd reach the door, which normally would have been locked, but he had taken care of that a few days ago. He'd turn the handle and force the door open before shutting it behind him.

A small set of stairs would lead down into a dimly lit, amber colored room which housed all the water tanks and heaters that helped keep the school in order. It was then that he'd toss the girl off his shoulders and onto the hard, cold cement floor. The red hue that was cast over his body from the lights above only made Kale look more sinister as he glared toward Sasha and his hands dropped to that 'Detroit' belt and he began to undo it, pulling it from his belt loops and then holding it by his side as he continued to stare at her without even blinking.

"You have no idea.. What you've gotten yourself into.."

[Ceraphine Davis]

She did not resist too much as she was carried down to what appeared to be the broiler room.....Feeling him open the door and then slam it shut behind him, it was not long before her little body was thrown onto the ground, pain shooting through her body as she hit the cold hard ground and forced herself up onto her elbows...

Those blond locks fell about her face, eyes looking at him in that light and her lust and desire for him only increasing......Then she watched as he removed his belt, holding it there in his hand as she brushed her tongue over her lips in a hungry and needy fashion.....

Those words drawing her eyes back up to him as she again felt her eyes flash from crimson to icy blue. Wtf?! Kev was the last person she needed showing up right now but she soon regained control as she looked up at him......Her breathing heavy, her heart racing as her body ached with that much needed pain.....

"Funny....Neither have you...."

She then pushed herself back with her feet, her body sliding away from him across that cold floor as her eyes stayed locked on his....

Teasing? Perhaps, or maybe she was just trying to see if he would really take what he wanted...if he would get the point.....if he would finally understand what she had truly done......Not making him her slave....but giving him a taste of what kind of power his hands really did hold........Finally turning over, she settled onto her knees, her palms against the floor as she tried to get to her feet to put distance between them........If he left now...he was not the man she thought he was....But if he stayed..if he did what she thought he was about to do....Then he would soon enough start to grasp the whole point of this......

[Kale Armitage]

Funny....Neither have you....

"Will you shut up already?"

His words came out strong, harsh. Kale wasn't playing around anymore, he was sick of listening to her words. Every time she spoke it only seemed to piss him off more, so he had demanded she just shut the hell up. Of course he wasn't entirely sure that she would listen, as she seemed to like it when he got angry and acted on that said anger. His hand holding the belt would tap against his leg briefly, and as she slide away slowly he would step forward to keep her practically the same distance apart. If she kept moving, she was only going to end up finding that a wall eventually.

Originally he had taken the belt off because he knew that soon enough he wasn't going to be able to keep his pants on. But then something else had crossed his mind. She liked pain so much, maybe he should use that said belt on her if the need arose. Kale would continue to press on forward, toward Sasha as she tried to get away. He wasn't sure if she was scared, or if she was just playing a game with him. Either way, he would get what he wanted no matter the cost.

Kale would fold his belt so that he gripped the metal buckle, still leaving him plenty of length to use it to whip her when he felt it was the right time to do so. And when the girl began to push herself up onto her feet, Kale's hand would quickly last out and that leather belt would look to slap across her bare legs as it swiped across, only to be pulled back in the opposite direction and connect a second time should she not do anything about it. It surely wouldn't feel good, but that was the point wasn't it? This was the kind of thing she was pushing him for, wasn't it?

"I didn't say you could stand up.."

Those dark brown orbs would continue to glare toward her, the amber lambs above continued to give off that eerie look and make him look like far darker a person then he normally did. His left hand, which was still bloody due to the wound reopening, would grip at his shirt and pull it up over his head before tossing it back onto the floor behind him. The welts from her nails still visible in this lighting, the blood on his neck from her bite was starting to dry up a little bit. But he paid little attention to his wounds for the moment, because those eyes were locked upon her thighs.

[Ceraphine Davis]

A lot of things happened inside that mind of hers in those short few moments when she started to crawl away from him. As that first hit of that belt was felt she could not help but growl as the pain shot through her thighs................But then, something happened, some wall that kept her and Kevala separated gave way and those eyes changed to icy blue........though now, with her back facing him, he could not see the change in her.......Then, came another slam of that belt across her flesh and though she regained control of the body, the mind now belonged to Kev...

The pain felt so good, it was something that made her feel, she was not numb, she was not cold inside. It was a reminder that she was alive and those words, he had realized the goal, he had realized who really had control of this situation and she knew just how to feed that power, to make him understand his grip he held over her.....

She cried out, at the sting of that belt, her body turning over as she looked up at him, biting her lower lip as she bit her lower lip, casting a look up to him that held so much in just a single gaze......It showed pain, and submission to him.....it spoke that she surrendered control of herself to him......But it also held lust and desire and a burning need to have him say that one word.....The one she knew he did not want to admit but the one that had been bouncing around both their minds since this all had begun.....She spoke it in her own mind as she looked at him....those eyes trailing down his bare chest, seeing the marks her nails had left.....crimson eyes soaking in each and every inch of him......

~Mine~

Yes, she hated him for making her need him, she hated the way that he made her desire him beyond all reason.....that she could never go to another for this.....he was the thing the darker half of her, the true half of her had been needing all these years.......He was the key to the girl she had locked away all those years ago.....and no matter how much she may have wanted to deny it....he was hers......

"Why should I obey you?"

A little growl of those words as she sat there, her hands holding her upper torso up and pushing her back slowly still away from him....Drawing that declaration out of him by showing him that she was obeying.....those lush thighs spreading slowly for him even as she moved away..........One word.......and their fates would be sealed.......Question was......would he remain true to his false self and hold back what his darker nature wanted....or would he allow that side of himself to show, in this room, alone with her.......?

Eyes never leaving his, searching to see which part would win out......needing to hear it......biting her lip, daring him with each move away............Could he really embrace knowing he could completely control one person with his darker nature? Could he handle it?

[Kale Armitage]

Why should I obey you?

"Because I fuckin' said so!"

There was certainly a lot of hatred toward the girl pouring out. That was really the only way he'd be able to do this to her otherwise. Sure, he was an asshole but he always tried to refrain from going this far. He always fought it back before, but for some reason she was able to bring it out of him far easier then he ever wanted. It was still locked deep within, but it seemed like the walls that held his beast were slowly eroding.

"SHUT THE HELL UP!"

Those bloodshot eyes would stare toward her as she continued to slide away, turning over so that she rest on her hands and looked at him. He hadn't even taken notice of her eyes, Kale was far too busy staring at something else. The girl was teasing him in her own way, and it was certainly starting to work. He didn't quite get why it was that he could only feel anger and lust right now, it was light all his other sensible emotions were gone for the moment. Kale knew it had to be because of what she had given him. And as much as he wanted to fight it.. He didn't think he would be able to any longer, not at this moment anyways.

His hand would release the belt, and as that metal 'Detroit' buckle hit the cement floor, the sound would echo through the dim room. Kale would find himself moving forward, quickly toward the girl before his hands would lunge for her neck once again. While he would squeeze slightly, he wasn't trying to kill her. Instead he would simply pull her body closer to him so that his lips could find hers, his tongue searching for her own. The feint taste of blood in her mouth didn't stop him. He wanted it all now. Whether she struggled or not, he would take it.