RP:Declaration

The land here at the wondrous view of hollow seems to have magically grown outward, causing the grasses along with many different flowers and plant life, to stretch the edge out a bit further. One plush tree of peace is set off to the side, giving a shady spot to rest under, as you gaze over the scenic view. The feeling of tranquility is strong here for some reason, causing one to only question; is it because of the memorial, because of the magic blue glowing rose dancing in the wind, or is it the ghostly silhouette of a closed gate, that reflects off of both moons just before the dawn? As you examine the magical stone you see writings upon it in all dialects, “Syrus the Silver, May the final Delavian, who sacrificed his vampirc fangs for the wings of a dragon, watch over us always, and may his teachings never be forgotten.”

Tifra lays full length in the grass on her tummy her tail absently flicking back and forth over her back as she braids grass together. Clearly lost in thought or maybe just day dreaming it is hard to tell.

Daemon walked silently to where she lay, dropping down to sit lightly upon her rump. " What you doing ?"

Tifra cocks an ear back at him "What's it look like?" amusement and no small amount of warmth and heated thoughts brought on no dout be what he just did.

Daemon whistled softly, looking down at the female. " From your thoughts...I would say you wanted me to do more than just sit on it. " he teased with a laugh. " And as to what it looks like, it looks like you are bored. "

Tifra purrs and wiggles a bit as if to unseat him but not really trying "Not bored exactly just thinking about magic. An I can't help that reaction I think you know it to."

Daemon laughed lightly, moving off to sit beside her and somehow managing to fondle her bottom as he did so. " I definitely know it..." his own heated thoughts moving through the bond. " Ah yes, magic. There is always a lot to think about when it comes to magic. "

Tifra turns her head to look at him purring her eyes catching the light "You of course are fare more interesting."

Daemon looks down at himself, laughing lightly. " Am I ? " he asked innocently, turning his ice blue eyes to her.

Tifra fills there bond with a great many interesting things about him and only two thirds of them could melt Frostmaw.

Daemon arched an eyebrow at the feline, licking his lips slowly. " Thoughts like that must help keep you warm on the cold nights in Frostmaw. I think they even took away the chill of my flesh..."

Tifra purrs "Oh really just how warm do you think such thoughts could make you?" teasingly flicks her tail at him.

Daemon laughed lightly again, pondering it. " Near human temperature at least I would say. "

Tifra leans up on an elbow "Really I thought a good feeding could do that?"

Daemon nodded, a light laugh upon his face. " Exactly. Perhaps it would make me even hotter...It's hard to say. "

Tifra laughs and flicks her tail tip across his belly "Mmmhmm" licks her lips looking at him. "Did your evening go well?"

Daemon reached after her tail, catching it lightly, watching it flick between his hands, thinking of things to do to it. " It went rather well, what of yours ?" he asked with a smile.

Tifra shrugs deftly flicking her tail out of his grasp "It went well enough not as well as I would like but well enough."

Daemon pouted as the tail was taken, so he began to try to catch it in earnest again. " Oh ? Only well enough ? Perhaps you should tell me about it ?"

Daemon looked at you. Tifra looked at Daemon.

Tifra lets him catch her tail "On a good day when I have teamed up with a ranger or another healer. I could hall in eight thousand in gold up at frostmaw. In two hunting runs. But some one willing to work that hard is hard to fined even then it is a long day is we then have to do an extra to runs for them to make as much."

Daemon nodded, listening closely, then nomming on her tail, his lips pulled over his teeth. " I can understand that. At least you can make that much. The beasties in Frostmaw are still a bit out of my league. But such is the way of life. I wonder if money was this hard to come by when I was an assassin ?" he joked, nomming her tail again.

Tifra twitches her tail tip "You mean work work and more work? I think that is the way for most."

Daemon nodded, releasing her tail. " Yes. Perhaps I should get a job...what could I do though that doesn't involve killing ? " he was joking about a job, having no interest in that.

Tifra lays back in ear "In a land torn by strife and plagued by monstrous? Not much scribe maybe?" smiles teasingly and pictures him in a tiny office hunched over a scroll while more pile up around him tell he is neck deep in paper.

Daemon followed her mind to the image through the bond. He laughed heartily, tossing a wink at her. " Maybe politics ? " he reached up, fondling her ear lovingly.

Tifra purrs relaxing "Politics is why there are assassins"

Daemon shook his head, much of the levity gone from his face. " No...It is the darkness inside everyone and those who cannot control it, they are the reasons there are assassins. And usually over such petty things..." He decided to cheer himself up by chasing her tail again.

Tifra keeps her tail tip just out of reach "Purhaps but I rather think that is there was no politics people would take out there petty meannesses them selfs and there by show them selfs for what they are."

Daemon thought about it, moving after her tail again. " Politics are important. There are always those who actually do what they are supposed to, do what they can for the better. But you are right in a way too. Tis a shame more cannot be as happy and free as us. " He caught her tail again, exclaiming happily.

Tifra in a flash she is up and twisting almost double to pounce on him while he is concentrating on her tail "Yes freedom is some thing you have to guard every day in ever way." gently bites his shoulder careful to now know harm.

Daemon managed to stay upright with the feline upon him, gnawing on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her, his hands cupping her buttocks. " Especially from frisky felines apparently. " he mimicked her by biting down into her shoulder, not hard enough to do any damage.

Tifra shivers and purrs "Always keep your eyes on the prize or it might catch you." can't help teasing him.

Daemon moves his nips along her collarbone and throat. " I always try to. " He laughed, nipping her again.

Tifra laughs softly "so do I" runs her claw tips lightly down his sides.

Daemon shivered under her touch, a teasing smile upon his face. " Something tells me that I am just another form of prey to you. " he jested, knowing full well that he was so much more.

Tifra blinks looking shocked "prey! PREY!" lays back her ears and hisses at the very idea "Prey is never an equal, to be teased and courted."

Daemon could barely restrain his laughter, biting his lip at her reaction. He had clearly been teasing. " Courted ? Is that what this is ? Because I think you have already won that battle. " he said, pulling her tighter against himself and kissing her fiercely.

Tifra returns his fierce kiss holding onto him maybe a little to tight forgetting for once to be careful of her claws "That is a battle that one never stops winning any one worth courting deserves the care and respect of being shown they matter always.

Daemon had moaned into the kiss as her claws pierced his flesh. He brushed a lock of hair from her face, smiling. " Truer words have never been spoken. I think you got me that time..." he laughed, reaching around a finding a bit of blood on his side. He stuck his finger in his mouth, licking his own blood from the digit. " Naughty kitty..." he whispered, his voice husky with desire, yet teasing.

Tifra pulls away her eyes widening at sight of the blood distressed at having drawn blood she has been so careful in-spite of a feline tendency to use there claws when exited.

Daemon sent reassurance, love and so many heated thoughts through their bond. " It's ok Tifra. I thought I told you already, I like it rough. Besides, look here. " he leans back, pulling his shirt up, showing her the pinpricks of blood. He wiped the blood off with one hand, the wounds closed already. " It takes a hell of a lot to damage me. "

Tifra leans in and lightly licks the spot before kissing it "You may like it but you don't have fur to purtect you." rubs her cheek against his skin before looking up at him.

Daemon shivered under her kiss, a soft moan slipping past his lips. His eyes drifted closed as she rubbed her cheek against his bare flesh. " I don't need fur to protect me dear. But I thank you for your concern. "

Tifra purrs her eyes taking on an odd glint as she looks at him. "If you say you don't then you don't"

Daemon cocked his head to the side, letting his clothing drift back down to cover himself. " What do you mean ?" His eyes met hers and he wondered about the glint in her eyes.

Tifra grips his shoulder not bothering with the oh so delicate care her claws force her to use constantly and pulls him to her for a long passionate kiss not having to worry or even think about shielding others from what she can do is not a freedom she gets to taste often. "That I trust you to know what your saying."

Daemon fell into the kiss with all the abandon she did. He returned her passion, her love. " As you should. " he teased, giving her an ice blue wink.

Tifra laughs softly letting her love fill the bond between them "Oh don't dout it."

Daemon snuggled against her, a soft laugh issuing from his mouth. " I do not. " his hands slid up under her shirt, his cool flesh resting against her bare (or furred) skin.

Tifra shivers feeling his hands in her fur "How did I ever get so lucky Daemon?"

Daemon started to remove his hands, thinking her shiver was from the cold of his flesh. " Luck ? About what ? "

Tifra kisses him "The luck to meet you. What else?" heated amusement.

Daemon returned this kiss, sliding his claws lightly over her furred torso. " I would think that I am more of a curse than anything else, but whatever you say. " he laughed.

Tifra rests her forehead against his "Your a blessing to me Daemon. A blessing, a wonder, and a surprise."

Daemon cuddled closer, if possible, his forehead against hers. " Thank you Tifra. You are to me as well. I love you Tifra..." It still felt odd to the vampire to say it, but also so very right at the same time.

Tifra meets his eyes hugging him as close as she can "I love you to Daemon."

Daemon smiles, kissing her lips lightly, his hands sliding up her sides, once again under her clothes. Love flooded the bond along with a fair mix of heated thoughts.

Tifra lets her hands wander down his sides to rest at his waste stealing soft slow kisses.

Daemon kissed her back, his hands and arms encircling her.

Tifra sighs softly when the kiss ends at last she smiles slightly and drops her head to rest on his shoulder.

Daemon held her, rubbing a hand absently thru her hair and up to her ear, rubbing and caressing it.

Tifra purrs an gently nibbles at his neck "I have to do to the island."

Daemon cocked his head to the side, exposing more of his throat to her. " Oh ? What for ?"

You nips very carefully having already figured out that he enjoys this as much as she dose. "Trial by combat."

Daemon straightened, moving back and locking his eyes with hers. " What about combat ?"

Tifra meets his ice blue gaze her green eyes calm "Trial by combat to be accepted into the pack-clan I left as an adult hunter free to choose her own path. I have to face trial by combat with one of the young lycon hunters." frowns a bit "It is going to be rather like kicking a puppy sad to say." Is not all together sure she has it in her to kick a puppy.

Daemon 's face darkened, became a bit more...inhuman. " I don't like it. " The shadows around the hill began to deepen and stretch slowly towards the vampire as his emotions tapped into his shadow magic. " I thought you were done with your pack-clan..."

Tifra lifts her hands to his face cupping hit gently letting her claws rest lightly against his skin. "It's alright Daemon every thing is going to be alright." soothing calm, love, respect, confidence. "I am the next best thing to an alpha, and better trained than any of the pack hunters other than Rhocielle and he is not a pack hunter his static is little better than mine and I am not pack-clan at all at the moment." lightly steals a kiss wanting him calm so he can think "Rhoc feels extremely guilty about my leaving the pack-clan I have told him that I would have left eventually any way but he is an alpha he needs to fix it so he is making the arrangements. I will do this and be pack again on my terms. He will stop worrying about me so much and concentrate on his new family."

Daemon pulled out of her hands gently, attempting to reign in his emotions. The shadows retreated back to where they belonged, his eyes never moving from hers. " It had better be. Is it dangerous ? Truthfully ?" he asked, for she knew that he would know if she was lying.

Tifra sighs softly "Maybe I am not sure there has not bean a trial by combat in my life time. I do know that between my healing magic, an Rhocielle's the danger is minamle at best. Also he would warn me if there was any great danger." trust, an faith, calm acceptances, and a sisable amount of worry.

Daemon listened, gently moving her from his lap and beginning to pace. " I still do not like it. You are the only person I trust...And if I was to lose you..." he didn't finish the sentence, but scenes of violence flooded thru the bond before he could stop them, making it very clear what would happen if she died. " If there has not been one in your life time, then why will there be one for you ?"

Tifra watches him worried for him more than for her self. "Three reasons. The first reason is there are four only ways into the pack-clan. Birth, adoption, marriage, and trial. The second reason is there is only three ways to leave the clan as an alpha needing room to grow away from the dominant alpha, who by the way is Rhocielle's sire. As an exile, never to return, and death. When I left I became as one dead to them. So to return I must be ether adopted or enter through trial. The third and most enportent reason it must be trial is I must be declared an miner-alpha not able to lead but still an alpha and to be given the same rights as an alpha. Or I will just be right back where I started. Only much worse off for having tasted freedom."

Daemon nodded, slowing his pacing to stop and look at her. His eyes held murder, the ice blue gaze cold enough to chill the blood. In that moment, he looked like someone who had once been a killer, the monster that still lived inside him. " Just between you and me ? If anything where to happen to you, I would slaughter them all. " Confusion stole over his face and he shook his head a few times, returning to normal. " I...I'm sorry. That is the part I have spoke of, the man I could easily be. I'm sorry again. " He turned away, ashamed of his inability to hold his emotions in check. He wrapped his arms around himself, hugging himself tight as though he might fly apart.

Tifra stands and walks slowly up behind him wrapping her arms around him and holding him tight as the tree of peace rustles above them "Daemon I love you. All of you not just the parts that are pretty.." love acceptances understanding "Don't you know a few inventive and painful ways to kill those that hurt you so badly have passed through my mind. But they are gone and you are here and that is what matters."

Daemon allowed her to hug him, slowly uncoiling his arms from himself and taking ahold of her. His grip was shaky at best. " I love you as well, but you don't understand. Have you ever wondered why so many of my kind are evil Tifra ? It is because it is our nature. Being a monster is so terribly easy and seductive...being a man is the hard part. I have kept you shielded from the darkness inside, kept it from the bond as best I could. " He held her, gaining control, reestablishing the mental barriers that kept her safe from the beast within himself.

Tifra drops all her defenses and lets him see not just who she is but who she was. Not just the strong confident huntress but the hopeful young female she was when she first left the island, and the scared angry young huntress who had scated the edges of madness trying to hold onto some thing that was tearing her apart. She had come a long why sents those days but she remembered seeing the eyes of an almost monster looking back at her from a still pool of water. She also remembered the night she had passed through a war torn Cenril and known she could heal all but a few of those dieing even as she passed if she was willing to steal the life of others and just how strong the sicking temptation had been. "We are all monsters Daemon it is what we do about it that makes the differences."

Daemon listened and nodded, his eyes moving to hers. " Indeed, tis very true. " He thought again about her trial. " I want you to take some of my blood..." He decided being direct would be the best way.

Tifra tilts her head and blinks "Why?"

Daemon locks his eyes with hers. " Because it will open the bond more strongly from my side, allowing you to draw upon some of my attributes if need be. It would make me feel better about trial. Obviously you should refrain from my shadow magic though. "

Tifra kisses him gently "Magic is not aloud in a trial by combat." she meets and holds his gaze "I can do this but it having the bond open farther will make you feel better I will do it."

Daemon laughed lightly, a soft smile upon his face. " I meant at all. Shadow magic is also seductive in its darkness...Besides, the bond does not count as magic not any sort that needs to be mentioned at least. But yes, it would make me feel better knowing you could draw on me if need be. It would take it out of me for a day or so, but well worth the price. "

Tifra purrs rubbing her cheek against his shoulder "I don't have an affinity for shadow magic I don't think I can touch it at all no matter how strong the bond is." done not say that she would not even consider this if she thought she might have to drain him that way. But then with the bond between them wide open like it is the words are not needed.

Daemon grinned bitterly, gently stroking down her cheek with his hand. " You'd be surprised what you can do...When is your trial ?" He was curious how much time he had before he had to worry about her.

Tifra smiles "A day or two maybe three." turns her head and nibbles delicately on his finger tips rasping her tong lightly over his claws.

Daemon shivered as she nibbled upon his finger. " Then I have time. I need to think this through. I just wanted to see how you would react to the idea. " His mind flashed thru all the possible scenarios, all the things that could go wrong...

Tifra looks at him and knows he is not going to stop worrying "You know sents we are courting you have the right to attend."

Daemon shook his head slowly. " I do not believe that to be a good idea. The thoughts were enough to bring out my darker side...being present could prove to be a fatal mistake. And I would not wish to embarrass you in such a way. "

Tifra shakes her head slowly "I can't think of any thing you could do that would embarrass me. But I understand if you don't want to see me fight. I don't think I would be to happy to see you fight if I thought you where in danger."

Daemon smiled slightly, kissing the feline softly. " Trust me, I could find a way. And I couldn't have stated my reasoning any better if I tried. "

Tifra steals another kiss "When are you going to get that I think you wonderful and am proud to be the one you picked to love?"

Daemon laughed lightly, strolling away from her, joy radiating thru the bond. " When hell freezes over and pigs fly and there be only one moon in the sky. " he teased.

Tifra lilts her head and looks at him thinking about his words then shakes her head and pounces on him with a leap he would get it some day in the mean time she would just keep showing him.

Daemon laughed as she pounced upon him, driving him to the ground. " Yes, you will just have to keep showing me, again and again. " he teases.

Tifra teasingly nips him on the throat and growls "And what will you do if you ever believe me pass out from shock?" teases amusement and tenderness flowing from her through there bond.

Daemon shivered under her, her nip causing a light growl to escape his throat. " I don't think I would feel entirely safe passing out around you. You might take advantage..." love, joy, amusement and so many other pleasant feelings flow back thru the bond.

Tifra purrs "Now that I would not do. Not as much fun I am sure." laughs and drops her head to his shoulder turning serous for a moment. "If you want the bond between us strengthened I have no objections so long as it dose not hurt you."

Daemon laughed at her remark, thoughts of being helpless and at her mercy flow thru the bond. His face turns serious as well, thoughts quickly whirling thru his mind. " I don't know what all that would do to you seeing as how I cannot recall the effects. As to hurting me, it should not. "

Tifra purrs softly thinking about it and enjoying the thoughts some of those would be fun. "I don't think it can do any thing to me as far as your vampiricm goes. It is really blood magic that forms the bond not death magic that is why it can form for us at all." rubs her cheek against his shoulder absently "I thought to strengthen the bond farther it had to be an exchange?"

Daemon nodded once more, his eyes upon hers. " It is some of my tendencies that I wonder about...like if you accidentally tapped into my strength while giving someone a hug and snapped their back. That kind of thing. But I think that you have plenty of will power to control it....And yes, in order for the bond to strengthen farther it would have to be an exchange, but if you recall, I was offering to open it on my end for you. I...worry about harming you if I was to drink. "

Tifra lifts her head and meets his eyes "Clearly you forget the last time you drank from me. I am more worried about it hurting you than me. I recover very fast. But my magic is held in control by my will and little else. I can't stop whats in my blood." lightly runs her claws through his hair.

Daemon leaned into the claws, a soft moan issuing from his lips. " I told you that night that your blood will no longer harm me. I recover fast as well. With the bond open farther though, you might heal even faster. As I said, I am unsure what effects it will have. I suppose we will just have to find out. " He smiles, meeting her eyes again. " Are you sure ?" he asked, the question pertaining to the exchange of blood between them once more.

Tifra leans in an steals another kiss "I am sure Daemon I would have let the matter rest and thought about it longer if I was not sure."

Daemon nods, licking his lips slightly. " Do you want me to drink from your throat, or somewhere else ? And where do you wish to drink from me ?" He knew that she had sharp enough teeth to pierce his flesh, but some were uncomfortable about a vampire feeding upon their throat.

Tifra purrs softly a wicked thought or two easy for him to catch. "Where would you like to drink from me." She truly dose not mind being bitten some feline do of course but maybe it is just vampires biting they mind.

Daemon grinned, laughing lightly. " Well seeing as how this is a public place, I think I will stick to your throat. " Dirty thoughts flashed thru the bond as he nuzzled against her.

Tifra laughs softly "Yes that might be best no telling who might happen along." half closes her eyes wondering if he knows the just what a bite can mean to a feline he must he was with that female feline before but maybe he dose not remember she will have to tell him some day if he can't remember that might be fun.

Daemon smiled, his fangs glinting in the light from the moons. " Very true, never know who might happen along. And as to the thought you just had, I do remember, but I have such a terrible memory, maybe you should tell me anyway ?" he teased.

Tifra slants him a sly look "Oh I am sure I will just to make sure you remember right." nuzzles his cheek "I will explain it any time you like just ask." Laughs softly "But you might want to pick some play where no one is likely to happen along."

Daemon bit his lip lightly, his eyes full of mischief. " I will have to remember to ask at my earliest convenience. " His laugh was genuine and full of love. " Do you wish to make the exchange here ?" he asked, nuzzling against her.

Tifra purrs "Would you like to go else where?" her mind gets just a bit foggy when he nuzzles her like that.

Daemon continued to nuzzle the feline. " Do you know somewhere better ?" he asked, his lips upon her neck and collarbone.

Tifra sighs and tries to think "The dragons head is near here." gets a few more idea from the mention of the inn an butter yet it is in the mountain no sun light to worry about.

Daemon thought about it, nodding slowly. " Indeed it is. Want to head over there ?" he asked, nuzzling her close again since it seemed like they would be moving soon.

Tifra gently nibbles along his jaw then licks the corner of his mouth "Sounds good to me." grins slowly thinking about doors that can lock the world out for a while.

Daemon smiled slyly, tossing the feline an ice blue wink. " Lead the way then my dear. " His thoughts follow along hers.

Tifra slowly rolls to her feet with a supple grace that only a fighter or a dancer can maintain and offers him a hand up. "Aww do I have to I want you to lead so I can watch your tush."

Daemon reaches up, taking her hand and lifting bonelessly to his feet, it was unnatural to say the least. " Well maybe I want to watch your tush...besides, I'm not sure how to get there. "

Tifra half lays back an ear but laughs and leads the way down the hill.

The lull of gentle music wafts in the air, the candles glow soft and inviting as you step further in. The subtle touch of colors dancing around the room, filling you with the thoughts of many things, a wanton tryst, a secluded rendezvous, a quite evening of reading, even a soothing nap could all be had in this elegantly demur room. Several crystal vases line the walls, fresh flowers overlapping the edges, a book rests upon the night table. Upon closer inspection you see the label reads, 'Moonlight and Lace'. The bed offers an entrancing glimpse of the possibilities of the night, welcoming the wicked to its repose.

Daemon looks about the room Tifra brought them too. " Lovely..." he said, his eyes lingering on this and that.

Tifra pays little mind to the room her eyes all for him "Very"

Daemon turns his eyes back to the feline, catching her watching him. " Me or the room ? "

Tifra flicks an ear "Both?" amusement. She pads slowly over to him and hugs him.

Daemon wraps his arms around her, nuzzling against her throat.

Tifra pulls him close and lifts her chin exposing her throat fully to him and sighs softly. She needs his back with careful fingers her claws pricking only the tiniest bit.

Daemon shrugs out of his cloak, kissing along her throat softly, his fingers trailing down her lower back.

Tifra shivers and lets him go only long enough to unfasten her cape.

Daemon arched an eyebrow at her, his hands sliding slowly up her sides. His breath strangely hot upon her throat, his teeth rasping lightly against her flesh.

Tifra purrs softly and slides one arm around his wast letting her claws trail up his spine as she cups the back of his neck with the other lightly running the pad of her thumb and its claw tip back and forth over where is pulse would be.

Daemon 's fangs lightly broke the surface of her skin, as though waiting for her to tell him to stop.

Tifra presses closer to him a her purr growing stronger if any thing as he sinks is teeth into her. At the moment the bond is picking up mostly a swirl of heated images and loving warmth mixed with the sensations his bite induses.

Daemon sank his fangs into her just a bit more, then retracted them, drinking in the blood that issued from the wounds. A low growl rumbled in his throat, heated thoughts, love and so many other things whirling thru the bond to her. He sent images into her mind of her drinking in his blood. His throat lay clearly open to her.

Tifra carefully closes her teeth on his throat over the vain biting just hard enough to brake the skin then letting go and delicately lapping and the blood slowly welling from the punctures the cool salt and copper flavor almost sweet.

Daemon held her tighter, her blood like a sweet, sweet wine to him. His eyes drifted closed, his emotions a whirl of love and joy.

Tifra closes her eyes love, joy, heated hunger, her claws scratch lightly as she fists on hand in the back of his shirt.

Daemon 's claws lightly dug into her soft flesh, her blood flowing headily into his waiting mouth. He forced himself to pull away before he took too much from her.

Tifra gives his throat a last rasping lick and looks up at him with heavy lidded eyes and smiles before licking a drop of her blood from the corner of his mouth.

Daemon pulls her mouth to his, kissing her passionately, the taste of their blood mixing in their mouths. " Wow..." he whispered.

Tifra returns his passionate kiss the hand at the back of his neck sliding into his hair. Magic and passion fizz between them as there blood mixes with the kiss.

Daemon 's body is pressed tightly against hers, love and passion flowing thru the bond that was now so much more than it had been. Her love and passion almost brought him to his knees he felt it so intensely.

Tifra shudders feeling not just what he feels for her but what she feels fore him echoing back to her through there bond. It was enough to get a sensible feline a little drunk on emotion.

Daemon shivered in ecstasy, breaking the kiss after a moment. " Wow Tifra...you are a very good kisser..." a soft moan slipped out of his mouth, the feelings echoing on thru their bond.

Tifra closes her eyes and presses her face against his shoulder regaining her breath slowly. "Me I thought you where the one making the earth move under my paws?"

Daemon shook his head slowly, attempting to regain some amount of thought. " I had no idea that it would be so...powerfully brutal with it open. Makes you wonder about other...things. " he said with a sly grin, his mind turning to heated thoughts for a moment.

Tifra lists her head laughing softly her breath hot against his cool cheek, as she pick out one of the thoughts and adds a few detail to turn it scorching.

Daemon felt his knees weaken under the thoughts that flashed thru the bond. " Naughty Tifra..."

Tifra just purrs not the least bit guilty about it.

Daemon laughed lightly, winking and bumping her with his hip. " It's a wonder your clothes don't go up in flames with all the smoldering thoughts fluttering around that pretty head. "

Tifra flicks an ear "Me? I only added details I am surprised your not fever hot." moves her hips in a slow teasing motion when his bumps her.

Daemon arched an eyebrow, his ice blue eyes looking into hers. " Who says I am not ? " swats her on the bottom fondly.

Tifra smiles and runs her finger tips across his cheek "Mmm maybe a little warm." her eyes spark with laughter love and joy pouring from her in waves if there is heat mixed with it well it is a natural excretion and product of the two.

Daemon winked again, his hand reaching up to rub at her ear fondly. " Always am when you are around. " His eyes hold so much mischief and hidden promises, joy, love and so many other things he felt only in her presence. They were both so much more now, each one so much of the other thru the bond.

Tifra lifts a hand and worriedly almost fearfully calls a spark of green fire to her hand then holds her hand palm up for him to take or not this was the real test if he could stand the tough of her magic when no other vampire could then truly there was nothing they could not accomplish.

Daemon slowly reached out, her thoughts coming quickly to his mind. He placed his hand over the flame, while his other hand formed a globe of shadow, holding it out to her, he indicated thru thought that she should do as he with her free hand.

Tifra slowly lifts her free hand and rests it on the globe of shadow meeting his eyes with a fearful sort of wonder.

Daemon returned the stare, his eyes looking back into hers, filling her with confidence and reassurance. " Tip your hand into mine and I will do the same. Do not hold it if it hurts. " He slowly began to count to three in his mind, unsure, but knowing that trepidation would only delay the inevitable success or failure.

Tifra on three she tips her hands letting the small flame fall into his hand her other hand cupped to catch the globe. Afraid not just of what the fire could do to him but if he could control it.

Daemon tipped his hand as well, unsure if the shadow would freeze her hand as it did to so many others. His mouth moved into a tight lipped grimace as he held the green flame, the fire darkening his hand, stripping away the glove he wore as his hand heated. The pain lessened after a moment, not completely gone, but not uncomfortable either. He grinned slowly, turning his eyes to her, seeing how she fared.

Tifra stairs wide eyes as the globe in her hand slowly swirls with green fire seaming to roll in her palm like an affectionate kitten before melting away like it was only mist leaving her hand chilled but not a numb as when her own magic decides to nibble on her. "That is so strange."

Daemon nodded, his eyes turning back to the green flame within his hand. " Indeed it is. " He brought his hands together, slowly, extinguishing the flame. He looked down at his slightly charred hand, concentrating and willing it to heal. It slowly repaired the damaged flesh. He reached the healed hand out and dipped it into the shadow, fixing the glove as well. " It seems much about us has changed. "

Tifra frowns over the damage to his hand "It acted like a real flame in your hand." half lays back an ear wondering what this means.

Daemon smiled as she puzzled over the flame. " Sometimes I think you forget what I am. My body is an undead thing, healing magic acts against me instead of healing. I have often wondered if death magic would heal me, but have yet to find a reason to try it. " he laughed lightly, reaching around her distracted form and palming her bottom.

Tifra purrs and wraps her arms around him nuzzling his cheek "Yes but normally my fire acts like acid on undead flesh if it is acting like fire on you then you must have picked up some affinity for it or some thing."

Daemon laughed lightly again, wrapping her tight and nuzzling her again. " Our bond is too strong I suppose. My shadow magic usually is deadly cold to mortals in it's raw form. "

Tifra purrs nestling against him so that the are pressed together from knees to lips as she kisses him. thinking that it as more that his magic and hers liked each other.

Daemon returned her kiss, crushing her body to his own, his legs bumping the bed as she pressed back against him.

Tifra brakes the kiss meeting his eyes. She pricks an ear telling a question slip into the bond.

Daemon cocked his head to the side, arching an eyebrow. He grinned wickedly, his ice blue eyes taking on a slight glow.