35: Frustratingly Fantastic

Part Two Closer

Adult language, adult situations, nudity, drug reference

Once Nate and Gabriella had decided not to discuss the fact that he would try to turn her in 'the near future', they had a grand time the rest of the night at the fair.

Gabby had seen a little girl begging her father for a toy, so she asked the man, quietly, if she could give the girl the thing that Nate had won for her. Both father and daughter thanked her. Gabby had been just happy to have had the experience, and she didn't need the souvenir. Once Nate understood the reason behind Gabby giving away what he'd won her, he loved her all the more.

They finally arrived back home after they practically threw them out. 

Now that they were home, Nate walked up behind Gabby and sat on the back of the couch behind her. He embraced her as he said, "That was very nice what you did for that little girl."

Gabby smiled a small smile and said, "It was nothing. I didn't need it. Besides, it made me happy." Then a very sad thought occurred to her, "I don't suppose I'm going to have any children."

Nathaniel stood them up and held her as tightly to him as he could without hurting her and thought with a pang of regret how his dreams of children with Helen were shattered so long ago.

Gabby continued, "Because even if I were to try somehow, somehow I doubt I'll be able to. 'The near future', you know. I don't have time."

" 'The near future' is a very vague statement." he said. "But to answer the other question in your head, no, it's not possible for me to have children."

"I think I had children when I was Helen, but I don't know."

"You did. All boys. It was during the fifth one's birth that you died." he said sadly, remembering when he found out.

"How strange that sounds, 'you died'." she mused. "So I never even had anything to do with the youngest. I wonder if there are any descendants alive today."

"I purposefully did not try to keep up with that for fear I'd go after them and disrupt their lives." Nate said plainly.

Gabby nodded and leaned her weight back into Nate's chest.

"You're sleepy. Let's go to bed." Nate told her and kissed her temple.

Gabriella groaned inwardly as Nate said the words she'd begun to dread. She just didn't feel up to another round of them trying to push her past her limits. Nate had told her that it was her decision to only do this at bedtime; that he was game for whatever, whenever. She just couldn't get over her nerves no matter what he did.

"Gabby, stop worrying." Nate said to her thoughts. "We've been through enough today that I don't feel like pushing you either."

After Gabriella spent ages in the bathroom getting ready for bed, that thought of his changed when he got a good look at her before she turned off her lamp. She wore something new that made it impossible for his eyes to be anywhere but on her.

"Shit, Gabriella. Why did you wear that? I am still a man, after all." he said as he slid over to her and ran his hands all over the silky material.

Oops, she thought. I just wanted to be comfortable.

Nate groaned as he pulled her up against him, his hands never ceasing their play on her garment. As much as he enjoyed the feel of it, however, its removal was immanent.

Gabby felt her tiny gown's fabric being bunched in Nate's hands as it slid higher and higher up her torso. She reached around to stop his hands from taking the thing off of her.

"Nate, you said..."

"I know what I said, damn it! But I need you." he said and allowed her to stop him from removing her gown, so, he went for her panties instead.

"Nate!" Gabby protested. She quickly reached down to halt the shedding of that small article of clothing as well.

Unperturbed, Nate instead moved his hand inside of them, enjoying Gabriella's gasp as his fingers began stroking her.

She tried to escape his bold ministrations, but he followed her every move. Eventually, his other arm went under her waist to pin her close up beside him. She reached down to try, though she didn't expect to be successful, to move his hand off of her .... even if what he did to her felt damn good. Another gasp escaped her as first one, then another of his fingers slipped inside of her.

She froze as he said low into her ear, "You may not think you're ready, but your body sure the hell does." Then he took up a rhythm as his fingers deftly stroked her.

"Hah." No. I can't take it! "Nate!" Oh please, stop! I can't take this! "Nate, stop! It's too much! Please!" When he didn't stop, she begged and pleaded some more.

Nathaniel felt really pissed off now. He'd never known a more stubborn, infuriating woman than the one who laid right next to him. He knew it was only fear, but that was enough. He hated being an object of fear for Gabriella's nights, and he'd just about had enough of this.

"Fine!" Nate yelled and left her alone as he rolled over on his side. And this is a woman that says she loves me! Came back to live life again just to be with me. And could possibly leave me again should I fail. Even more pissed now with his thoughts, he grabbed his pillow and got out of bed. I'll take the headache. I'm blocking her out tonight! Besides, it'll make a good companion to the ache in another part of my anatomy!

"Where are you going?" Gabby asked, crying.

"Somewhere else. It doesn't matter! I can't sleep next to you tonight and not practically rape you. I'm tuning you out." Nate growled as he left the bedroom and headed for the couch.

As he threw his pillow on the couch, he heard, rather than felt, Gabriella's crying. He was actually welcoming to the pain in his head because he really didn't want to listen in on her pity party right now. He closed his eyes after he laid down, and even with everything that had happened, he was soon in the arms of Morpheus.

Nate awoke in the middle of the night as he felt a disturbance. Something was wrong! What was it?

Then he heard Gabriella crying. She cried harder than she would for just another pity party. No, this was a more heart-wrenching cry. He immediately tuned her back in again. Dreaming. Bad dream. Real bad dream. He felt a pull to her from behind his navel and immediately went to her.

Nate's gone. He's gone! He's missing, they say. He's left me. No! We were supposed to be married soon! Why did I want to wait? Stupid, stupid Helen!

Suddenly, Nate was there, waking her up. With the dream fresh on her mind, she threw her arms around his neck. "I was so stupid!" she cried into his shoulder.

Nate, my wonderful Nathaniel. I love you. Always! She lifted her head and eagerly pressed her lips to his.

Nathaniel had barely caught up to speed as to why Gabriella was crying when he felt her warm, soft lips on his. He tried to be good and just kiss her only so he wouldn't push himself to the point of torture, but Gabriella's whole attitude had changed. A feeling of determination coursed through her.

He didn't need any more encouragement than that and removed her pretty little gown in seconds. There'll be time to enjoy it later, he thought. He groaned and pressed her back down against the mattress as he positioned himself over her.

Gabby let out a small gasp of surprise as Nate left her mouth for her breasts. She felt the peaks harden as he enjoyed their fullness. A small cry was heard from her as he nipped her. Then, she got an idea that shocked her, but she still wanted it.

"Nate," she knew he'd make her ask, so she plucked up the courage, "bite me. Go ahead. I want you to." Her voice came out as a shaky whisper.

Holy shit! Nate couldn't help but think. He was so surprised that he froze right where he was ... on her stomach. He'd been too focused on his own thoughts to really pay attention to hers. He'd heard and felt her initial desire, and that's all he needed. This last came as a shock.

Confused, Gabriella said, "You don't have to, of course. I just," she stammered, "the thought of you doing that doesn't scare me. It um, actually..."

"Gabby, it's been a long time since I've tasted human blood. About ...  has it really been forty years? Ever since that last one that'd been on LSD."

Gabriella giggled and said, "Well, I'm not on LSD. Sorry to disappoint you." He knew she was kidding.

She's even giggling about it; she's so happy the nightmare ended.

The thirst inside of him began to rise to the surface again, having been dormant for so long. He needed to curb his bloodlust somehow and quickly because he didn't want to hurt her. But oh! How he wanted this!

Gabriella watched the naked emotions play across his features. For a few seconds, she feared an actual attack, but then she relaxed as she watched his self-control rule him once more.

"Please, be very still, my love. The last thing I want in the world is to hurt you." Nathaniel spoke quietly to her as he raised himself up to her neck. Gabriella froze still. Nate smiled kindly as he explained further, "Still, but relaxed." This was a distant fantasy come true for him, and he watched as Gabriella closed her eyes and went limp in his arms.

Though relaxed and still, Gabby's heart went ninety miles an hour as she felt the hand that had been on her waist move slowly up her side to cup her breast. His other hand supported her weight as he lifted her by pushing with his hand in the middle of the back of her shoulders, causing her head to tilt back and expose her throat. He passionately kissed her neck, and it became more difficult for her to continue to relax. She felt her hands find his upper arms as the seconds ticked on. Then she felt a slight slicing of her flesh similar to the feeling she gets when she's cut herself shaving. But, instead of the following sting, she felt warm, and she felt the warmth as it flowed out of her. She felt aware of Nate's hand as it moved down from her breast to between her legs. She didn't fight him off this time as he began to pleasure her. "Oh." she breathed as the mix of mild pain mixed with pleasure made her completely aroused.

Nate groaned with pleasure. He could feel everything she felt, and it amazed him that he could! He saw it as a gift to know exactly what she needed before she even had to think it to him. And what she needed, he felt all too happy to give. Finally, her desires matched his!

He forced himself to stop his deliciously slow feeding, and pulled off her underwear and his soon after. Her heart rate increased as he placed one leg on either side of him. He gazed down upon her and saw a tiny amount of blood still on her neck. So, he leaned down to lick it away, letting the virus in his saliva heal her before her immune system could kill it. As he did this he hovered just outside her, awaiting her unconscious permission.

Gabriella felt a little confused for a moment as Nate merely licked her throat. He'd been more gentle than she'd expected, and that alone dissolved her anxiety about what was about to happen. She felt his mouth on hers, and she could just barely taste her blood on his tongue.

Ow. Nate thought as he pushed in a little. So, feeling what she feels has its drawbacks as well. He stopped kissing her so that he could see her reaction to him on her face. He felt the sting as he pushed again. Her face showed almost no sign of a negative reaction to the pain. She could take it better than he could, apparently. A little miffed about this, he pushed harder once more and felt her maidenhead break. "Shit!" he cried out as she sucked in a huge gasp of air. He moaned as he felt her close tightly around him, but he wasn't done. However, these last pushes were much easier. Buried now to the hilt, he forced himself to go still, allowing her time to adjust.

Gabriella felt each and every breath with acute awareness. Nate had finally joined their bodies. At first, all she could think of was the pain, but even that wasn't as bad as she'd always thought it would be ... especially now that it was over. More and more the stinging got replaced with a growing urge to move. This restless feeling soon began to drown out everything else and she unconsciously tilted her hips into him. His answering, pleasurable groan told her that what she just did was a good thing.

"Hell yes, it's a good thing." he answered her unspoken thought. He didn't need to ask. He knew she was ready.

Nate started to move with aching slowness, and Gabriella felt pleasure like she never imagined she could. So much that it traveled up and down her entire body from her head to the tips of her toes. Again and again, he continued his slow, methodical rhythm. Too slow. Much too slow now for what she wanted.

'Incredible' could not even begin to describe how Nathaniel felt at this moment. He felt everything, and oh, how he wanted to savor each and every last sensation to its fullest before moving on to the next one. He could feel her impatience with him start to build, but he was nowhere near willing to give in to her demands. To do so would mean losing this wonderful experience.

She whimpered now. "Nate, please." she begged, knowing he knew what she wanted.

"Oh no. Not yet. I've waited entirely too long for this to not enjoy each and every part of this to its fullest. You'll just have to be patient." he answered her, and he would've grinned mischievously had not her mild anger make her go even more blessedly tight. He closed his eyes and ran his hands up her thighs to her waist and coming to rest on her breasts. He did grin now as she moaned when he began lightly toying with them. Oh yes. Dear God, the torture of it all! I don't know how much more of this even I can take.

Gabriella begged him some more to please go faster. He ignored her, and the fantastic torture continued. She found herself mumbling some crazy things she never in her life thought she'd say, at least not this wantonly.

"Nate, please. Oh god, please! I'm going insane! For the love of all that's holy would you please fucking go faster!" she said as she uncontrollably rolled her head back and forth while she restlessly arched and contorted her body as much as she could manage to do.

"You want me to go faster?" Nate teased, barely hanging on to his own sanity and wickedly relishing Gabriella's insanity.

She growled impressively at him, ready to claw his eyes out.

Nate grinned as he maintained his achingly slow tempo. "Well, do you?" he asked again.

"Yes, damn it!" she finally screamed.

"As my lady wishes." he said in an almost mocking tone and did indeed go faster, but not fast enough for Gabriella's liking.

Realizing she would have to beg again, Gabby cried out in frustration and anguish.

"More?" Nate further teased. As a human, he might've been a little out of breath by this point, depending on a few factors, but as a vampire, he wasn't kidding when he said he could go all night. And boy, did he enjoy the magnificently vindictive pleasure he got from torturing Gabriella.

Gabriella whimpered adorably as she said yes. She felt Nathaniel adjust their positions so that he was on his knees and pulled her back and forth while he did the opposite with himself. Blessedly, he picked up the tempo, almost to where she needed it. However, the slight difference began to wear on her.

Nathaniel sighed with a small amount of resignation as he remembered that he'd better not take this much farther or she would really be sore tomorrow.

Gabby felt herself being totally lifted up into his arms while Nate remained on his knees. He rocked down and sat on his ankles.

"You want fast, baby?" he asked her in a sultry voice.

"Mhm." she could only get out.

"I can really go fast, you sure you want that?"

"Fuck, Nathaniel, if you don't fuck me hard and fast right now... " she warned, leaving the threat empty.

"You'll what?" he asked, loving how perfect her body felt against his. He grinned impishly up at her.

"You know I can torture you. Don't make me have to."

"What if I like it? A little torture, especially that kind, is good now and again..."

She growled again and attempted to take over, but he held her completely still. She begged again.

"Oh, baby, no need to beg for what I'd freely give." he said and didn't give her a chance to respond as he started bouncing her body up the letting gravity do the rest at an inhumanly fast speed.

Gabriella felt like she was one big ball of nerves and sensations as she felt she'd hardly started up when she was back down again. She felt a tightening inside of her that started to grow exponentially. Just when she thought she'd scream from the immense pleasure, her body involuntarily curled into Nate's, leaving her breathless and totally unaware of her surroundings.

For Nate, this climax made every other in his existence pale in comparison. There were no words adequate to describe the intense bliss as he came simultaneously with her since he'd felt everything along with her. Wave after wave rocked them both, and he felt he couldn't possibly be deep enough inside of her.

As he unconsciously held her tightly to him, he felt they'd transcended into another form on consciousness, to a place where words and language were no longer necessary. He felt, because he was a vampire and therefore damned, that this was as close to Heaven as he would ever get. He never wanted to leave.

Sadly, as things go, they did have to leave and return to Earth. He was aware of her sweating, panting form still connected to his and realized that he would never, ever love anyone else for as long as he drew breath, and probably even beyond that.

For only the second time in his life, he passionately spoke, "Gabriella, will you marry me?"

Gabriella had spent longer coming back to awareness, so she couldn't process what Nathaniel just said for several seconds. When the question finally worked its way through the fog in her brain, there was only one answer she could give.

"Yes. Of course I will!" she happily answered the same way she did the last time. Then she heard Nate's happy cry before feeling herself fly back onto the mattress. Nate cradled her head as he kissed her with more passion and love that has ever been put into a kiss before this current moment.

August stood just on the other side of the property line, listening with his ears to Nate and Gabriella. He smiled a sinister smile as he watched the house, grateful for the blocking spell Marge had placed upon him.