Please archive: "Call of Nature" Nick/Other Explicit sex Marcia Tucker scfimarci@aol.com "Call of Nature" (Takes place Thursday morning, Jan. 2, 1997) =0D The context of this alternate FK universe is a FK vampire "family" which = includes Nick and LaCroix. Time, the present. "Last Knight" never happe= ned in this universe, but all other events of 3rd season FK occurred, alt= hough both Vachon and Urs regenerated after the events in "Ashes to Ashes= ". Janette, though considered part of the family as well, is away in Que= bec City where she manages several rock groups. She and Nick have been r= econciled, but apart for a while. The "Fantasy Present" mentioned is one= of the family's activities - each member gets to have a fantasy acted ou= t with whomever of the others he or she chooses. A sexual fantasy, that = is... =0D Astra hit the send button and sat back. She'd just told Janette that Ni= ck was fine, that he was just intense this week, but she hadn't been enti= rely truthful. There was... something else there. Glancing at the clock= on her desk - the time was about 12:20 am - Astra decided she had to kno= w more. Damn Nick's secrecy. Well, she had her ways. She paused to fin= ger the leather binding on her personal organizer, a gift from her belove= d Gwen, and a smile came to her lips momentarily, picturing her lover, bu= t then this other thing came back, an itch that she couldn't seem to igno= re. = Hastily she dialed a number. To her relief, her master was home and app= arently alone. "LaCroix, I need to ask you something," she blurted out w= hen he responded. "Ask?" came back the deep sonorous voice that, as usual, thrummed into h= er depths pleasantly. "Very well, child, what is it?" Astra picked up the threads of her composure and wove them back together= as best she could. LaCroix always had this... effect on her. "Nicholas= =2E I, ah, don't understand what I'm sensing from him. Are you aware th= at he's broadcasting fairly widely? Or at least to me he is - is he?" There was a hesitation, but she was confident that their master knew exa= ctly what she was talking about. "Yes, I am aware, my dear. But not wid= ely. Your new closeness to us is apparently at fault. He thinks he is s= hielding from his daughters, but you do not seem to be affected by that. = Or perhaps it is Nicholas in me that you are reading so clearly. I am n= ot, I confess, shielding from you." "LaCroix, please..." Astra closed her eyes, trying to calm down. "No m= atter how it is possible, I'm picking up, ah, more than I'd expect to. A= nd understand none of it. Is he... all right?" The ancient vampire paused again, considering this new information. He'= d chosen to allow this daughter closer. But they had not shared blood in= nearly a week, nor had they seen each other since then. On the other ha= nd, blood between Astra and Nick's daughter Gwen apparently flowed quite = freely. Gwen had been with Nick the night before. If Astra had been wit= h her Gwen earlier on Wednesday evening, that could explain Astra's heigh= tened sensitivity to Nick, having tasted of his blood in his daughter's. = But of course, that wasn't it at all. "My darling Astra," he spoke slow= ly, quietly, "I assure you that Nicholas is very well indeed. He is... p= reparing himself for his 'Fantasy Present', which promises to be quite...= intense." "I know, LaCroix," Astra replied. The word "beloved" had been on her li= ps and nearly uttered - she so wanted to bare her heart to him, tell him = how much she loved him. "But this is something else." "You are perceptive this night," LaCroix replied, a note of pride clearl= y in his voice which much heartened her. "But what more there might be I= cannot speak to. Perhaps you should visit him. It's... possible he cou= ld use the company." She made a noise of derision at this last. "If Nick needed company, you= 'd be over there." "I, too, run a business, my child, as do you. And shouldn't you be runn= ing yours right now?" There was a faint affront in his voice. Clearly b= eing with Nick was exactly what he wanted himself. "It's running, it's running," Astra said with exasperation. "So, you do= n't object if I just... go over there? Just to check on him?" She heard the immediate tightness in his voice. "He doesn't need *check= ing* up on." she scolded herself. "Don't be that wa= y, mon pere," she tried again, her voice dropping and murmuring smoothly.= She knew how to push a few of his buttons, too. "I know you want the r= eassurance as much as I do. I'd be happy to offer him a little... compan= y. At least... until you can stop in." In the radio booth in the Raven, Lucien LaCroix smiled. His youngest da= ughter *was* quite the perceptive one this night. "Astra... what a delig= htful idea. Very well. Do go over there. He may not be very talkative.= =2E." "Yeah, well I can tell that already." Astra relaxed, for the guardednes= s in his voice was already gone. "Father..." LaCroix closed his eyes... and wished she would say that again. "Yes, c= hild?" "I'll call you from there, Father." "Thank you, my dear Astra," he replied, glad that she could not see his= grin. =0D Upon replacing the phone receiver, Astra hit the intercom button to her = secretary. = "Yes, Ms. LaCroix?" came back the slightly breathless voice of the morta= l. "Julian, tell Dieter to pick up the brief on the Exeter Development from= my desk and tell him I'm rewarding him by letting him go with it himself= in my name," Astra sighed. "And wake up Raj and tell him we're reschedu= ling the 2:00 meeting with the Lantz agent for 9:00 am and that he's taki= ng it for me. Then take care of the rescheduling. I'm taking off. I ca= n still videocon the 10:30 am meeting, though." "Very good, Ms. LaCroix," Julian hastily acceded, then added, "Will you = be joining Mr. LaCroix?" She smirked and made a noise. "My, my... we are nosy. Julian, dear, do= come in here for a moment." In a matter of seconds, the short, slim man entered her office, the colo= r a little high on his cheeks. He was aware that perhaps Mr. LaCroix was= not someone to mention. = Astra came around from behind her desk, approaching the mortal, a hand c= asually on her hip. Julian backed away minutely, but suddenly his boss h= ad raised her other hand in a sharp gesture, causing him to freeze, unabl= e to look away from her sea-blue eyes.. Locking into the heartbeat of the mortal, her vampire mind slipping into= his, Astra LaCroix spoke in a low, intense voice - though he was past ca= ring at this point. "Julian. You know nothing of a Mr. LaCroix. The on= ly person you know with that name is me. Furthermore, you will not ever = again inquire into the identity or business of any visitor of mine. Do y= ou understand?" "Yes, Ms. LaCroix." The man's voice was flat, wooden. "You like working at night, don't you, Julian." "Yes, Ms. LaCroix. Like nights." "You like working... for me, don't you, Julian." "Like working for you, yes, Ms. LaCroix." "A good secretary is the model of discretion, Julian." "Discretion," the mortal echoed. "And you're a very good secretary, aren't you, Julian?" "Very good, yes, Ms. LaCroix." Astra smirked, a facial expression reminiscent of her sire, if anyone wo= uld have been there to recognize it. "That's a good boy. Now, Julian, y= ou will leave my office and never remember being in here tonight. Now.. = go." She dropped her gaze and let her hand fall. The mortal turned on his heel and strode out. = Sighing, Astra returned to her desk. she thought as she sat down. She had one more phone= call to make before she left. But first she had to think... and sense. = = Gwen was with Nick last night, all night. But he'd asked her to leave h= im before dawn, giving her some sort of excuse. Gwen had come straight t= o Astra. They didn't make love, but did share blood. Astra read utterly= nothing unusual in Gwen's blood from Nick, contrary to LaCroix's suspici= on. Thinking about it now, Astra realized that this was an indication of= Nick's superior control, though, to be fair, Gwen herself was still deve= loping her ability to read her master. Still, Nick was apparently shield= ing from his daughters. Or was he? Only one way to be sure. And she kn= ew just who to call. "Carolyn? It's Astra," she said when the other party answered her call. = = "Astra - what a pleasure," the fledgling greeted her "aunt" cheerfully. = "What can I do for you?" "I just have a quick question - are you sensing anything... unusual... f= rom Nick?" A long pause while the young vampire checked her link with her master. = When she replied, there was bewilderment in her voice. "Unusual? What d= o you mean?" "Different. Strange. Out of the ordinary." "Ah... no, I'm not," Carolyn answered. "Nick is a little charged up, no= more. Nothing new. He's been feeling more powerful the past month or t= wo." "Sunday night after the party?" Carolyn laughed. "Oh, he was fun! Deirdre and Nick and I played Twiste= r, you know. It, ah, turned into quite a fuck-fest, actually. Gotta lov= e a man with that kind of stamina!" "Oh, right," Astra replied. She could concur with that - being in that = close proximity to her brother's lust had had an effect on her own lovema= king with Gwen. "What a night, eh?" "You said it - maybe because of you and Gwen being in the same building,= but I think Dee and I had each other as much as Nick. It's pretty cool = to be tuned in to everyone else's sexual desires." Astra smiled. Sunday night had been unbelievable, true. "But since the= n, nothing new from Nick." "Nope. A little from when he was with LaCroix the next night, but only = a little. They shield their encounters from us pretty effectively. What= , you think Nick is holding something back now?" "No, no, nothing like that," Astra hastily assured Nick's daughter. "It= 's me, actually. I guess I'm still getting used to being so close to bot= h of them." "Ah. Well, we're glad you are, Astra. And... I'm happy for you and Gwe= n, too. She's so happy." Astra closed her eyes briefly. "Yes. Thanks, sweetie. I am too. Gott= a go." "Coming Saturday to Nick's session?" "No. Some social thing I can't get out of here." "Oh, too bad," Carolyn said, clearly disappointed. "It sounds pretty ki= nky - should be interesting." =0D After saying good-bye to Carolyn, Astra slipped out via her secret entra= nce - leaving a mental nudge to Julian to forget she'd left early. With = relief, Astra took to the air, enjoying the cold night and the feeling of= power flying always gave her. = Upon entering Nick's apartment, the feeling of strangeness increased, n= ow coupled with something else. Something unmistakable. Astra felt a ti= ngling sensation deep within her... and had the thought that she might be= just in time. = She'd been just about to call out his name, when she stopped and looked = at the floor. Littering the entryway below the staircase were torn piece= s of paper. Astra picked them up - they were from an e-mail printout. S= he started to piece a few together when she caught the gist of the letter= - it was from Janette - and gasped. Abruptly a mental image flashed thr= ough her mind - Nick, printing out his mail - which he hadn't checked in = over a day - but not reading, coming downstairs for a bottle of blood, st= opping to read the single letter... and was suddenly overcome, tearing it= to shreds. = In the letter Janette, merely writing to say she was thinking of him, ha= d also described a dream she'd had of them. In detail. In graphic detai= l. In sexually explicit graphic detail. = The extra something Astra was feeling from Nick was lust. Hot, white lu= st. And he was here. Swiftly she scanned the darkened main room of the loft. And saw him, si= tting huddled off in a corner, leaning against the brick. Her immediate = thought was After setting the t= orn letter aside on a lampstand, then dropping her suit jacket to a chair= , Astra made her way over to him. = She stopped when she was about six feet away. "Nicholas." There was no= movement. She shifted her weight, a hand on her hip. "Nicholas, come h= ere." Like a lion he uncurled and stood, regarding her with red, hooded eyes. = Slowly he edged over to her until he was standing before her, looking do= wn at her. "You came," he rasped, showing a hint of fang. He looked lik= e hell. Likely he'd been fasting as well. Astra had the sudden thought, and again the hard th= rum shot through her. Then, thinking of= Janette's letter, she knew abruptly. "Your need called to me, Nicholas,= " Astra responded, her own expression taking on a sultriness to answer hi= s own. = He needed a woman. Nick grabbed her by the arms suddenly, growling, his reddened eyes fixed= on hers. "And I do... need..." Astra vamped out suddenly, letting his lust fire her change, and dug her= fingernails into his back, tearing through his shirt. "Then... *take* i= t!" she rasped. Their vampire eyes met once in a hot spark of mutual des= ire, then Nick was pulling her bare left arm - she'd been wearing only a = chemise under the suit jacket - up to his mouth. With no further ceremon= y, he tore viciously into her wrist, severing skin, muscle, veins, biting= to the bone in his haste to get her blood. She gasped at the sudden pai= n but it had only served to ignite the incipient lust building in their l= ink. His other hand held her by the ass, pulling her tight against his h= ard erection. Astra brought the bloody fingers of her free hand to her m= outh, licking them clean, and the dark fire of his blood thrilled her. = Nick sucked in momentary relief at the feebly gushing blood oozing from = her torn wrist, and didn't even flinch when Astra struck the side of his = neck exposed to her. Again she scratched his back deeply as she drank fr= om him, sucking hard to get more of his fire. Seconds later both vampire= s ceased feeding with a gasp, blood splattering as they rose up as one, g= rowling angrily then tearing at each other's clothes. = The link between brother and sister thrust out all other awarenesses, th= eir minds locked into one. Nick's power, great and heady, was hers, stre= tching her senses as never before. She was Nicholas as he was Astra, and= together they were supremely Vampire, soon fucking with a vicious abando= n and a wallowing in their predator nature that made their dark hearts qu= iver with delight. A great deal of biting and slashing continued, as did= a great deal of out-and-out rutting on the part of each, and both were s= oon drenched with blood and their ejaculate. In fact, the frenzy ceased = almost as abruptly as it started, each falling into the arms of the other= , the fire cooling, eyes fading back to gold then partially blue. = He sighed her name against her throat, licking up blood to clean her, an= d she did the same. Once the greater portion of their spilled immortal e= ssence was lovingly consumed, Astra mounted him again, but the edge was c= ompletely gone in both of them. This was for sweet pleasure, massaging h= is cock her with vagina. Nick pulled her down against him as she fucked,= and set to licking and sucking at her breasts instead of hard biting on = her nipples. Again they moved as one body, but not in desperation or ani= malistic yielding to their natures. When they drank from one another's t= hroats again, it was a different shared fire. Still the power, but banke= d and controlled now, and Astra had to admire what had developed in Nick,= so like the unfathomable depths of their master. And, addicted as she w= as to the taste of their master, she could glut on him in Nick, who was u= tterly unable to get LaCroix out of his blood anymore. = The mutual pleasuring lasted a short while, then Nick invited the Dark b= ack in, returning to the path on which he'd set himself this week, prepar= ing for Saturday. Astra, too, let the Dark wash through her as well. No= w they took of each other as they pleased, as vampires do, taking blood a= s they wished, the female taking of his semen as she wished, the male tak= ing his pleasure as he wished deep in her cunt or ass. Nick, however, po= ssessing the superior power by virtue of age, rather dominated her more t= han the other way around, but it was a dominance Astra understood and acc= epted, excited by the proximity of his power and the very old vampiric el= ement in his blood, an ambrosia she hungered for. The red stole back int= o Nick's eyes, and stayed there. If there was love in their embrace, it was a mutual love of their immort= al nature, not a love on a personal level. These were the children of La= Croix indulging to blood and sexual excess in being vampires. Nick clear= ly was using Astra to assuage the lust whipped up by Janette's explicit l= etter, and was completely at peace with using his sister. Likewise Astra= used Nick, reveling in the taking of his power into herself. She glorie= d in draining off his semen as if his ejaculate, which would be absorbed = into her body, possessed a good measure of his personal power and strengt= h - but was replenished just as his seed was. They were vampires, they t= ook. End of story. When they tired, they would sleep the sleep of the undead, dreamless and= silent. Meanwhile their master would console himself for not being fema= le to answer his son's needs this night by sipping from two of his secret= favorites, the little taste of bright mortal essence a delicious aperiti= f to the vicarious delights imparted in his link with his two children. =0D The End =0D --PART.BOUNDARY.0.2862.emout08.mail.aol.com.856621952--