Secrets and Desires

[Brindara Liemar]

Brin was completely passed out from that bloody fight, her body still feeling the effects of the attacks she sustained. Whatever that was near the end and weakened her drastically, but she was not surprised when her lovely mate loved it. That man had a thing for pain in any form and welcomed it more than one would think, but she had tried ignoring. Just wasn't in the books for her to be like him and in the end it had taken to much out of her. Making it impossible for her to slip away without help which is how they ended up in the current situation.

Jasel was carrying her she had known that much before passing out, her back throbbing well hell. Her whole body was throbbing from the pain, the loss of blood as it was like almost being pulled from her body. Yet she couldn't figure out who, why or how to stop it and that pissed the vixen on something horrible. Resting what appeared to be peacefully in Jasel's arms as they made it back to the forbidden island. At least this place was so hidden and hard for most to find that it made them safe from attack. She was going to need to recover in more than one way, well aware what her mate would have planned.

Who know he was such a fiesty one when pain was involved that it carried over into his behavior with her. Not that she was worried or afraid he would tend to her first than have his fun no doubt.

[Jasel]

Jasel had been taught at a young age that pain was to be savored. That if he did not work through personal pain he was weak. That if he did not accept the pain and turn it into a benefit for himself he was weak and stupid. That if he could not handle pain no matter what its extent he was not worthy of being a sicilian mafia prince. He had been raised to accept and love pain. Whether it was given or dealt out. So he had. It took a few years but he had. His parents were from from saints. They were so far from it they couldn't even enter holy grounds to visit their ancestors grave sites.

So yes. He was a sadist. And yes. He was a maschosist...to an extent. Pain was just another form of a game for him. Pleasure in a different form. He carried his mate into their home. The dark entity of this island let them live here. They had gone toe to toe...he and the entity...he had proven they were worthy to reside here. So this was their home. He was tired but would tend to his mate. Rest. Then tend to her in other ways besides mending and nuturing. He would wait til she was feeling well enough to participate before he had his fun. It would be torture but the good kind of torture.

He jumped onto the bed and dropped onto it. Sitting with her in his lap. Stroking a hair from her face back behind her ear. He lay her on the bed. Grabbing a medical kit and some rags. He undid her top and took it off. He got some water and began cleaning the already healing a tiny bit wounds. Once they were clean he began licking them closed. They would heal more inside. He began wrapping her in the blanket. Climbing up onto the bed and pulled her into his lap. Cocooned in a blanket and all. Holding her territorily and protectively. Nuzzling her and kissed her. "Recover well my sexy vixen." Only for her was he able to be gentle and caring.

[Brindara Liemar]

At the moment Brindara didn't give a damn about pain and loving it or hating it. She was too damn weak to figure out how she felt and that in itself wasn't good for the vixen period. But those two had better be ready she was pissed and wanting to rip them apart the next time she could find them. Rest assure Brin would being paying them both back and when she found how what the hell caused her rapid blood loss would be dealing with it as well. A light breath and from her as she seemed to relaxe even with the slight pain in his arms before faintly taking notice of something soft and cool around her.

Brin didn't even make to much noise when he worked on cleaning her up, she did faintly hiss. The wounds while they had been nothing she wasn't use too the fact that whatever else was used to help pull her blood had done the worse. It physically hurt to feel her blood pulling from her veins and out of her body yet she couldn't stop it. Kind of scared her to be honest and this Brindara didn't scare easily so that was saying something.

A faint moan barely registering as he licked the wounds after cleaning to help seal them. Her body slightly colder with the loss and feeling that blanket around her plus his own body heat was a welcome. Wanting to curl into it but she was too damn weak and knew he was taking care of her so she was more relaxed now. Her lips twitching come when he kissed her though it was nice she wanted nothing more than to wake and play. Just seemed like that was going to be on hold a little longer. Unsure how long it would take for her body to resupply the blood loss.

[Jasel]

He heard the faint hiss as he cleaned her up. It let him know she was still a sliver of a bit aware he was there. He was angry but he showed his anger in strange ways. He would tend to his mate but he would join her in seeking out those two. In seeking out whatever the hell caused the surge in pain. Then he would help her deal pain unto the being that caused their increased pain. Moreover...caused his mates pain. He wasn't worried about his own pain but he knew his mate was unused to such levels of pain. Had seen it in how she reacted to the surge of pain. That, and that alone, sent him into such a rage inside. She was the only being or thing of importannce to him. She was his mafia princess. She was his love. She was his mate. He nuzzled her neck and held her even closer. He stroked her hair as he kept himself wrapped around her. Arms and legs resting in the places she hadn't been hurt. He knew she would want to wake and play but for now she needed her rest. He could be patient when it came to his mate. Depending on the game he was playing there too.

[Brindara Liemar]

Of course she hissed when he cleaned up the wounds she had, with the amount of blood she loss thanks to...well whoever. Her body wasn't repairing itself like it needed to and when he touched her it sent pain coursing through her body. Though she did hate taking it out on him but well couldn't help it and knew he understood. But he had been right she was going to tear into whatever it was that caused her to lose so much blood in the first place no matter what. Than take care of that pair again like she had planned.

Sure he and her had this pain issue betweent them, but this wasn't from him and it had come during a fight. It also didn't help it was unexpected really from her so it caught her offguard and than in and of itself didn't help much. So while he no doubt was taking pleasure in whatever was causing it, she wasn't at least not this time. Even though he had been helping her take on more and more pain without letting it bother her she still wasn't at his level. Than how much longer had Jasel been a demon over her?

Her eyes fluttered open and closed some when he held her after cleaning up the wounds. Leaning into him as much as she could right now with how bloody weak she felt and tried to purr when he nuzzled her neck. But it wasn't her usual purr and no doubt barely even registered with him probably. Allowing exhaustion to over take her again and slowly fell back into another state of rest in his arms. Yea she did need rest question was for how long. She'd never been this hurt before could they possible know how long it would take her to fully recover?