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            *WILL'S POV*

I brushed off an astray red hair, trying really hard to recall where I'd seen that face.
  Sure, Alex had put it on a few times as we made love. It was one of the many faces she used on me... Yet deep down, I could feel now there was more to it than she'd told.

    Why was this girl screaming about us knowing each other?

She stirred in her sleep, mumbling about a guy named Harry. Was he her boyfriend? No, from the frown she had on, he was sure haunting her dreams.

       There was a pull to her.

All they'd said about this Agatha Cruise was that, she was fully human, and it was evident in her loose emotions, her scent, which was full of, questions.
    "Will, don't, leave... I promise I'll be a good girl. Your mom will like me... Please, sta.." Her voice drifted, as a peaceful expression smoothened off the frown.

   Did I, have a mother?

Alex had said they found me abandoned and dying in Calcutta.
   No! I was falling too much for whatever game Agatha was playing.

Looking back at her, I saw my hand had cupped that soft cheek. Then hell, I was moving down to her face. So dangerously close that I inhaled her exhaled breaths.
    Closing my eyes, I choked the strange feelings snaking out from deep in.

Thinking of snakes, her fragile body was covered in tattoos of snake fangs.
Quietly, I rolled down the cover, exposing her naked figure.
   My throat was slowly running dry taking in every curve and edge of hers... My eyes dropped further down to the 'V' of her womanhood. There were little red hairs hiding her crotch.

    I groaned suppressing the urge to reach out and feel them. Why did those insignificant hairs weaken me? I was damn stronger than have a fetish for pubic hair.
Especially the one I was feasting on...
Stop looking at her. You're betraying your love for Alex..

   A rebellious snort popped.
Love? Alex? She's beautiful and sexy, but love! Get your facts straight imaginary voice. Maybe at the beginning I had fallen for her. But after seeing her and Jack in his bed, pff! I'm just giving her what she needs and taking what I want when I'm lusty... But the pull I have towards this human is disturbing.

  Agatha sighed rolling towards me, her body closed the space between us till our faces were one second away.
"That was good... Yes, do it again... Kiss me, please." She murmured putting on a childish expression.
     Then her lips parted slightly.
"Yes, just, kiss...me... Yes, you can touch me, anywhere... I'd rather have you take my innocence than, Harry... He's a monster... I'm sorry he killed Andy... Yes Will, aaah, it feels great..."
My brow raised amused.
   She was dreaming, with me?

Doing what exactly? I was curious not to fall for her persuasion...
     I slid a hand on her waist, then closed our lips space... At first, I let my tongue just play with those soft lips. But when Agatha purred, I lost it... Pushing the body to the side, I cautiously slid on her.

She hadn't woken, and I was immensely satisfied at my noiselessly movements.
     Agatha was smiling, her gray eyes still shut.
Lowering my lips on hers once again, she sighed, but never kissed back. She was dreaming after all, and I was kissing her unconscious lips like a psycho.
      I was being aroused by her purrs, her moans of my name... Alex never did that, she just screamed for me to drill deeper.

But with Agatha, it felt like we were lovers making some passionate love. I heard myself once or twice moaning her pretty name too.
        Suddenly, slim hands slipped around my neck, legs were wound at my waist, and the mouth I was kissing...kissed back.

Every fiber in me snapped to life.
   Agatha was awake. And had found me busy ravishing her, yet was encouraging me to go on.
Her kiss was needy, demanding and raw.
       I tried pulling away, but the thin arms only seemed to tighten.
Maybe I'd underestimated her strength a little.
"Will!" She cooed running hands in my hair, before digging the nails on the back of my neck like an animal.

     The girl was getting warmed up. A fire I shouldn't have been adding woods to with my kisses and touches. But damn! What was control? How was the cursed word even spelt? Was it a word then? No.
    "Will I'm-" I cut off that sentence... Agatha felt good against me. Her skin itched for my caresses. And I wanted to take her right there and then. But, I had a mission. It wasn't in my cursed habit to let anything interfere, not even if that thing was a redhead with gray eyes that went wide in horror, or cried when I hurt her.
   
    As sanity slid back, I felt it. Not the aroused state, no, guilt!
What is wrong with you William? You've never felt a drop of guilt ever since you recovered. Think about all the creatures you've killed coldly. Guilt, is a weakness.
    But I couldn't deny it.
And the pain I could feel radiating from the female under me, made it all worse.
I had to get out of there, off of Agatha.

I retreated frowning the best one I could afford, then laid the blame on her. It was easier if she suffered, honestly, that saved me a lot of questions. I was the bad guy, I was supposed to hurt her, not the other way round.

   "You slimy little witch! What are you doing to me?"
     Her lips shook, her eyes grew even wider considering the diameter they'd possessed.
"But Will, I thought you-"
   "Stop thinking and tell me where the damn gem is!" Hissed blurring off of her.

Taking one furious breath, as I gave her my back, a devil of a smirk caressed my lips. I saw it on the mirror pinned to the wall.
   At least Agatha thinks I think she is poisoning me... Too many thinking in one sentence, bleh!

    "Will?" A scared voice called.

Then the mattress shifted as the girl slid off of the bed. I had started making way for the bathroom door when she ran past me, and blocked the way. Who by the way, was pretty much naked and covered in purple spots.
    "You are not leaving till you confess-"
I caught the finger raised at me, wrapped a finger on her delicate neck carefully, then sent her flying to the bed. A loud squirm, and a curse followed. Which I ignored and dashed in the bathroom.

              *AGATHA'S POV*

I was so mad at him.
One minute he was kissing me in my dream, then the next, he was actually kissing me. I'd been shocked to find that brute of a man on me, his hands holding me like a delicate flower. It had went on for some good minutes, then he'd pulled back and thrown me on the bed for confronting him...

  Sucker!

I pushed aside the endless t-shirts, none seemed to take my interest... For a good two minutes, I just went through his clothes, trying to ignore the scent printed on every item in there.
   They smelled nice. Manly. Every inch, a beast. My beast.

No, not mine. He is Alex's. The witch, what did he do to sweet Will? I'll break her neck the next time we cross paths.
   Swore pulling out a black hood. It was big,probably twice my size, but long enough to cover half my thighs, and cosy enough to keep me warm.

      "Take that off!" His rumble came from the shutting door at my right.

  "Nope! Besides, I'm sure your girlfriend will not be pleased dropping by and finding her mortal enemy naked with you, hm?" Mocked facing him.
      Catching the murderous scowl, I wanted to jump and hide in the closet.
Maybe it isn't wise to act all bold confronting a man double or triple your size... Noted.
"Whom are you talki-" "Alex. Isn't she your girl? You couldn't stop talking about her in the morning. While naked and between my legs if I may remind you."

   Will snorted walking for the bed. "Dream on. That, that was an accident. You're to ying with m brain."
   "Ha! Funny, you seemed to know what you were doing a few minutes ago, kissing and feeling me up, eh? Or, did I toy with your smart brain while asleep?"

   A snort!

Silence!

I spun to face him, and yelped crashing into his body.
    "Watch your mouth, Agatha! Don't forget that you still haven't told me a thing. And I'm very, very, impatient at this point."
   Without knowing, I had started backing to his steps...

  Five little steps, and my back smashed against the closet door.
Will smacked the side of my head with his palm, then lowered that deathly scowl at me.
     "You have till tomorrow evening Agatha, I'm a busy man. And you're being such a nuisance I should get rid of quickly."

The lump blocking my throat made any words hard to come out. I felt trapped, not physically, but inside my very own head.
      "Now? Where. Is. It?"

I swallowed, dropped my eyes on his red shirt. It looked so nice. Maybe it'd be my favorite if it didn't have the color I hated the most.
    "I don't know!" Whispered lowly. "He never shows it to-"

One exhale of his angry breaths and I regretted opening that face hole. "Agatha! How about you stop wasting my time. I have people to kill, and monsters to slay."
    "Why?"

"Why I'm such a beast? Because its what the world made me."

I shot eyes to his.
"Your mom must be so displeased with you. She was so gentle and loving."
   The most terrifying cackle boomed through the air from Will. "I'm sure she'd be proud, if she existed."

   Alex had really fucked with him mind, badly.

    "You loved your mother more than anything alive. You chose her over what we had started to share. I-"
"Silence!" He roared punching the other side of my head. The wood splintered, and I barely escaped the gush of sharp splints flying outwards.
   
     Realising it too late, I'd dug my head to the solidness of his chest, and heard the high heartbeats.
      An inhumane growl erupted from deep in there, but it slowly died when the hand I'd placed on his arm gave him a light squeeze.

"I'm sorry we had to meet again like this William. Everyday I waited, I hoped, I believed that you'd return... Why did you leave? Why did you abandon me?" Sobbed clutching his T-shirt like my lifeline.
   "I know its silly saying this, but it's difficult forgetting the only guy that liked me, yet pretended to hate me. You were my first kiss, and I loved every bit of it. I still remember how me wet like it was only yesterday. Please Will, come back. Come back to me!"

      A had slipped between my cheek and shoulder, cupped my jaw and pushed my head back carefully...
"Ag... Redhead... Andy...gym class...murder!"
  
     I shook my head fervently. "Yes Will, remember everythi-"

He started convulsing, his body dropped on the floor shaking like a wind in the middle of a storm.

     My scream followed me as I knelt beside him...
"What's wrong? Talk to me dammit!" Yelled placing his head on my lap.
    Yet, Will just seemed to only continue quaking.
Then I saw his eyes, the purest white color that could ever grace earth... I'd seen such eyes, but where?
     "Curse you William. You're such an idiot! Why haven't you fed you imbecile?" I scolded bitterly, before jumping on my feet and dashing for the trolley close to the door.
"Knife! Knife dammit!" Screeched grabbing what was a steak knife, then ran back to the gigantic body shaking as if bolt of lightning were passing though him.

    "Open that cursed mouth you bastard!" Snapped slicing open my left wrist. A trail of deep red followed the knife movement.
As the first drop hit the white floor, I pushed my wrist in his mouth, all the way cursing and insulting him all sorts of foul things and phenomenas I knew.
   
    It started as a little suck, before Will's lips took in my front wrist and sucked wildly.
My heartbeats rose, my insides weakened, yet a smile lurked on  lips... As his eyes slowly returned color, I slumped next to him, leaving my wrist encased by his needy lips.