Lazarus held Cass possessively, as he feared that if he let her go, she would disappear. Cassandra could almost feel his emotions as his grip tightened enough that she couldn't move, but not enough to hurt her.
"Hay laz... You okay?" She asked, trying to ease the tension, but Lazarus grip didn't loosen.
"You tell me, considering you've been avoiding me and hiding." His word while unintentionally cause her to hold her chest as she felt how hurt he was from her actions.
"Lazarus, could you loosen your arms?"
"You're not running again, are you?"
"No...Just loosen them a bit."
Lazarus did as she asked as she turned her body to face him as she sat on his lap. "Laz..."
She paused, allowing her words to hang in the air. "I know how I react, scared and hurt you, which wasn't what I wanted to do."
"Then why?" He asked, his head lowering and his voice submissive.
Cassandra gently grabbed him by his face and made him look at her.
His mismatched eyes stared into hers as small tears were visible.
"If I hurt you, I'm sorry." She said, wiping his tears as she began planting kisses across his face. "I can try to make it up to you."
She offered a smile that seemed to shine like the sunlight, and she looked at him. He showed the faintest signs of a smile.
"Like?" He asked, his face coming dangerously close to hers, but she didn't pull away. "How's going on a date sound?"
"I remember how you used to say you'd like to experience one." She said, brushing the strands of his hair from his face. She also pulled herself back as she began to unbutton her shirt. "I can also tell you're hungry."
As her neck and collarbone were bare, his eyes began to glow crimson, and his fangs elongated to the point they were too big for his mouth.
She leaned in closer and whispered in his ear. "Feast on me, my prince, for I am yours till eternity."
As if a switch was flipped, he moved his hands to her thighs and switched their position, with Cass's back against the beanbag and Lazarus on top of her.
"I hope you don't regret your choice."
"Never. You're never getting away from me." She finished with a kiss on Lazarus lips, and like a sheep to the wolves, Laz pounced on her.
"Ahhh!" She let out a moan of mild pain and immense pleasure, with Cassandra seemingly caring less about how loud her moans were, but thanks to Astra, who was still watching the spectacle. Her cheeks slightly reddening from her blush, she created a barrier that trapped all the sound in the room.
She also concealed her presence so as not to disturb them and continued to watch the two lovers who seemed to be in their own world.
Cassandra lay in the beanbag, which seemed ready to pop from the pressure she and Lazarus placed on it, but she did not care, as she palmed the back of Lazarus's head with one hand and the other tore his shirt, letting his tattooed body out to be seen, and her nails elongated and dug into his back.
"Ahh!" Lazarus let out his own moans and released his bite from her neck. Which seemed to surprise Cass. "Oh! I'm sorry I didn-."
She couldn't finish as Lazarus gave her a deep kiss, their tongues dancing in rhythm with each other
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Back on the roof, Lason stared as Gideon was stuck to the wall and trapped inside ice as the rooftop seemed to have been transformed into a wintry wonderland of death.
He stared at the knight who was now easy pickings for him. Across from them, Caliber was pierced into a large chunk of obsidian. As if to reenact pulling the sword out of the stone.
"Quick... question if you don't... mind answering," Gideon asked between breaths, and Lason decided to humor him.
"Sure, go ahead."
"Did you go easy on me last time we faced each other?"
"No, not really, since I was far weaker than what I currently am right now-"
Before he could finish, he created a shield of ice to block an attack.
*BOOM*
A small explosion was created from the collision as dust gathered around them.
"Argh!" Lason let out a grunt of pain as he looked down at his arm, which had a sword of golden light piercing it.
He medicated most of the damage, but his arm wasn't in great condition. In a swift motion, he sliced off his arm and let it fall to the floor and start to decompose.
Lason immediately regenerated his arm back in 2 seconds. "Who the hell did that?" He said as he stared across from him and saw 3 priests, one man and two women, with the man and one of the girls being the only 3 he recognized.
First was Father Mikhail, who had his tomb open and was releasing a radiant light. The other 2 were women with swords, but his attention focused on Monica. "Wow, seems we can't get rid of your bitch ass." He said in a calm and low tone, but judging by the looks of the three exorcists, they probably heard him loud and clear.
Mikhail didn't wait as he extended his hand in Lason's direction, and immediately he sensed something was off.
A golden circle formed from under him, but before he could get away, he was teleported away.
Mikhail immediately fell to one knee, and his tome closed itself. Monica and Sofia immediately rushed to help stabilize him. "Are you alright, Father Mikhail?" Monica asked as she placed her hand on his back to heal him.
"I'm fine it's just performing a teleportation spell isn't my strong suit and besides we need to go help the demon to lure that other vampire.
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In a frost near Mammons manor
Lason looked around the deep forest and immediately knew he was not in the city; he had been teleported into a deep forest.
"Priests, am I right, or am I right, my friend?"