The Lost Toy

My name is Kyla Holland. I'm a vet tech at Harvey Carter Veterinary Hospital. Or I was up until Amaranta Medina took me. I've been with her for nearly a year now and just recently she sired me so I guess I'll be with her for many more years to come.

[jackson-hight]

[Her body was tight against him, wrapped around him and as his hands pushed under her shirt and up her back he could feel the heat of his body sink into hers. The bond felt like it hummed in the back of his head and he made a small grumbling noise of contentment in his chest. There was nothing else except them and the wild in winter around them. He held her lithe body up so easily as he felt her lips smile against his and she kissed him again. As she sank into his arms he spun them around slowly, turning them in the snow as he kissed her.]

[ky-loveya]

[The kiss deepened and Kyla's hum of contentment matched Jackson's own grumble, her chest expanding with an unnecessary inhale. She breathed him in, fingers curling up over his shoulders as they pressed into warm skin. She felt them spinning and it made her giggle into him, a quiet burst of good humor that caught her by surprise. Truly, she hadn't been in the laughing mood since Amara reappeared and confused everything again. He made her light.]

[jackson-hight]

[Fingers scratched against his scalp and her kisses deepened. Jackson’s held her against him, crushing her to him, wanting to feel as much of her as possible. Holding her in the woods, with the smell of trees and sky and damp earth and melting snow it was easy to be in the moment. To press his mouth up to hers, to beg entrance, to feel everything that they were together. A hidden cove from the storm. Safe harbor. His fingers scratched and pressed their way under her shirt.]  Don’t thank me. It’s us. You and me. Thank you for letting me be what you need.

[ky-loveya]

[Oh, the warmth of him. It was all real, elemental and perfect. She loved the way he felt in her arms, pressed against her, locked between her legs. And when his fingers stroked beneath her shirt and over her skin, she sighed into him and let her own hands tug at his shirt until her palms were pressed to his back. Though they were surrounded by snow, there was no chill. Not like this. She smiled at his words, laughed quietly against him.] Don't thank me. That's just us. [She quietly echoed his words before kissing him again, sinking into the embrace.]

[jackson-hight]

[There was a quiet pull inside his chest, a tether that he knew was Kyla. It was velvety and warm with her love and right now it reminded him of sun heated rocks on a river bank in a summer’s eve. His fingers ran back down her spine, holding and caressing gently in the moon splashed forest. His lips hot against her cool ones.] Just tell me what to get you, Ms. Holland. And it’s yours.

[ky-loveya]

[Everything was so... complicated now, but these moments they shared together were not. They were simple and perfect, stolen moments of the heavens she said she wanted to travel to. Her lips moved slowly against his, urging it deeper, nails scratching gently against his scalp as she stroked her fingers through his hair.] Just you right now. That's what I need. You're... Thank you for everything...

[jackson-hight]

[Jackson’s eyes darted, following the glint of golden hair in the tiny moments of moonlight. He threaded through the trees in an intricate dance, mirroring the vampire’s movements. Falling into the mode of the hunter… Until Kyla turned and jumped him. Only his supernatural reflexes had his arms coming up to catch Kyla’s back as she clung to his waist. He was breathing heavily a breathy laugh pushing out of his chest as he tilted his head back and kissed her back, hungry for the affection.] I’ll get you the moon, too. You can keep it in your pocket and take it out only when you want.

[ky-loveya]

[She hummed into him, lips still curved as their kiss drew out. He was warm and strong and sweet and she loved kissing him, loved feeling the swell of affection build in him and spill into her. Feeling his love and her own, clear and bright as the moon they spoke of.] You are quite the gift giver, Mr. Hight.

[jackson-hight]

[Jackson watched her go and grinning, took off after her, laughing. He made sure to keep her in sight even if he let her stay ahead. Letting the feeling of his body flying through the trees in the dark, following Kyla’s scent take him.] 

[ky-loveya]

[She darted through the trees, weaving in and out of them expertly as she listened to Jackson follow. It lasted for long minutes and they covered a lot of ground before she turned abruptly, leaping at Jackson and wrapping her legs around is waist. She smiled as she leaned down and kissed him, her fingers sliding into his hair.] You help me reach the stars...

[jackson-hight]

The moon?

We better start now then.

[ky-loveya]

Theeeen you better see if you can beat me there, Jackson. [She released his hand and took off at a sprint, light on her feet and quick to boot.]

[jackson-hight]

Anywhere you’d like. As far as we want. 

[ky-loveya]

To the moon!

[jackson-hight]

I can feel it. I really love you, too.

[ky-loveya]

So. Where are we walking to?

[jackson-hight]

Even if I can feel you now… I can’t help but notice you. When you’re sad, when you’re happy. 

[ky-loveya]

Jackson... I really love you.

[jackson-hight]

I love you. And I’m sorry you’re hurting.

I don’t know if I’m poetic. But you say a lot with just your eyes and the tilt of your head. Most people can’t do that. 

[ky-loveya]

I love you too. And same to you. 

I think you are. You have a way with words. I... the fact you notice stuff like that about me makes me feel warm.

[jackson-hight]

Okay, not totally. 

Well, yeah, I can feel that part. I was kinda looking for bigger words. But it’s okay. 

[ky-loveya]

Good. Now kiss me please. I need it.

I'm not really good at words. I'm not all poetic like you. I like words, but I'm not good at them.

[jackson-hight]

Thank you, but you’re totally biased. 

How do you feel about that?

[ky-loveya]

Not totally.

I don't know... Sad. 

[miamor-amara]

[Private]

[miamor-amara]

You don’t have to. I will come back. Whenever I can. If you want to. I… I would like that.

[ky-loveya]

Please do. I really... I don't think I could be without you for too long. I do. I love you, Amara. So much. 

[miamor-amara]

[Private]

[miamor-amara]

I’m not sure yet. I’ll linger as close as I can. Find a little motel to hide away in during the day. You can find me if you need me, and if you don’t… I’ll be close enough to hop back for a night. To see you and Brigitte. Please don’t… be with him to night. Please wait until I’m gone…

[ky-loveya]

Okay. I'll find you when I can. I need to see you. I could be with you until you leave...

[jackson-hight]

Yeah, not so much. I’m definitely not the funniest werewolf. I’m the somber werewolf. 

… oh. 

[ky-loveya]

You're the cutest werewolf though.

Yeah...

[miamor-amara]

[Private]

Thank you, mija… Not as beautiful as you.

I… I’m going to head out tomorrow.

[ky-loveya]

Oh... Where are you going?

[jackson-hight]

That’s me, comedy genius.

How’s that?

[ky-loveya]

The funniest werewolf in the house.

She doesn't want to stay too close. It's hurting her and she doesn't want to tell me what to do so... I might go to visit her, but I don't think she'll be too close to here.