Author Note: Reminder – ‘Dragon Bound’ is merely a code name for this work at the current time. Reminder numero dos - for the time being, this is going to be an original work set within a WWE-Paranormal/AU type of setting.
That means original male characters and original female characters as the leads with occasional appearances of already established ‘characters’ (a la Triple H, Stephanie Mc., Roman Reigns, etc).
Since part 7 went short, part 8 is gonna go long… I hope. Part 8 is going to be a 20 questions continuation as well as a dream world visit to our heroine and ending with some angst/maybe near shenanigans.
Let me know what you think!!
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(Uhh I hope I didn’t forget anyone… Lemme know!)
And away we go!
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Dragon Bound: Part 8
Word Count: 1,842 for the actual story
Rating for P. 8: PG13 to start, near NC17 by the end
David grinned ear to ear, clicking his tongue. “Be careful what you wish for…” Flagging the waitress back over for drink refills, he took a moment to pick his first question. After the girl disappeared, David turned his steel eyes back to the woman sitting across from him. “Okay then. We’ll start with something more benign. Favorite color?” Elizabeth snorted. “What?” David snickered, knowing he caught her off guard and enjoying every single minute of it.
“Gotta admit I did not expect that… Uhm… “ She tilted her head to the side and looked out the window. She didn’t want to admit that recently her favorite color had transitioned to steel grey, the color of his eyes. So she picked her second favorite. “Emerald. Yours?”
Putting a finger to his lips, he contemplated his answer very carefully. He had a feeling that she held back. But he was in no mood to do the same. “Right now – topaz.” David found himself extra pleased at the light pink blush that spread across her cheeks and down her neck. “Favorite kind of food?” And their discussion continued on like this for the remainder of their lunch. David found himself drawn more to Elizabeth than before. She meshed so well with him and yet was still so different. They discovered similar tastes in music and movies. He discovered she is a nerd – anime, gaming… the whole nerdy enchilada. Their tastes in food differed – he was far more into steaks and meat while she leaned more towards fruits and veggies. They both loved sweets. The Dragon smiled, slyly, from his place in David’s core. The Dragon knew it wouldn’t be much longer before he’d find a chink in the boy’s defenses and then they girl would fully be theirs.
Elizabeth looked at her phone and frowned, “Back to work.” David sneered. ‘Man… have to leave her defenseless again…’ Standing up and pushing his chair in, he threw some cash down on the table and offered her his arm again – an offered that she gladly accepted. “Why thank you!” She giggled as they exited the café, only to freeze cold in her tracks. David looked down at her, concern etched on all his features.
Dropping his lips by her ear, he whispered, “What is it?” She shivered involuntarily – both because of what she saw and the effect he had on her just now. Ducking her face into his shoulder, she shook her head no emphatically. Squeezing her shoulder, David forced her to look up at him. “What is it?”
Licking her lips, unsure of what to say she took a breath and whispered, “I saw black eyes in the store window across the street.” David blanched and did all he could to prevent the snarl he felt building from ripping out of his chest. David snaked an arm around her waist, holding her as close as he could.
“Gotcha. Come on. Let’s get back to work. I’ll talk to Hunter about this shit.” He directed her towards the area and subsequent building they were operating out of for this week. But he couldn’t focus on his job. His mind, as well as The Dragon’s, was racing with near murderous thoughts and confused questions about her apparent ability to see or sense things that normal people wouldn’t be able to – and he wasn’t sure what line of thought got him worse than the other. Suddenly, he felt a smaller hand on his chest – and more precisely, on the area of his ribs where his bond mark resided. His whole being stiffened, glaring down at her knowing his eyes was not his own right now. “Remove your hand, little one.”
Elizabeth frowned in worry. “What did I do?” They entered the hotel lobby and he rather forcefully all but carried her to the elevator that just opened up. As the doors closed, she felt his hands on her ass as he jerked her up – growling and grinding his hips against hers. Keeping his hand on the back of her head and neck, he suddenly pinned her against the wall – his lips crashing desperately onto hers. Not knowing what to do with herself let alone how to calm him down, she laid her hands on his chest up near the collar of his short. Groaning at her taste, he gently tilted her head back and deepened the kiss – earning a whimper from his mate. Her whimper was like a blast of cold water. As quickly as he picked her up he sat her back to her feet.
He ran a frustrated hand through his hand, moaning in near agony at the level of emotions he was fighting back all at once. “I’m so sorry, Liz. So fucking sorry.” He all but sobbed. “This whole situation is just so fucking hard to manage and when that God damned Dragon finds a hole – he slips right through it.” She wrapped her arms around his waist while he hooked his around her shoulders.
“It’s okay, David. It’s okay. You took control back before things got… too far. I’d say that’s a win don’t you think?” Half smiling up at him, Elizabeth was trying her best to reassure him. He couldn’t help but to return the half-smile at her. ‘She’s strong enough to handle this. I think. But am I?’ The elevator dinged, indicating they were on the floor that Elizabeth was getting off on, and both of them sighed.
“Like I said, I’ll talk to Hunter about this shortly. He needs to know that something is going on that seems to be of a more nefarious nature. You be careful okay? I’ll see if some of the roster can maybe hang around you or at least be sure they can keep you in eyeshot until I figure this out. “ Elizabeth shot him a look. “Unless you want The Dragon to take control one of these days, you’ll listen to me on this. Please. Besides, I’m pretty sure Steph and Hunter will agree with me on this. I’ll… email you later or something.”
The elevators doors closed again, leaving him by himself. He almost said he’d be by to check on her at her room later but he knew with that as week as he was, that would only spell disaster. Closing his eyes, he licked his lips. Her sweet, clean flavor was still there. But this time, he felt like he could push The Dragon back a little easier. ‘Maybe… maybe these small moments…’ He didn’t know if he should be contemplating what he was but it made sense for him. Once again, the elevator’s noise sounded – indicating he should get off here. As the doors slid open, low and behold whom should he run into – Hunter.
“There’s our star. What’s up young man?” Hunter shook David’s hand. David grimaced at the older gentleman, a look of confusion from Hunter as his reward. “What’s wrong?”
“We need to talk.” Hunter nodded, arms across his chest as David started recounting everything that happened – from the emails last night to the lunch today and even his theory about what happened just moments ago – as they made their way down the hall and prepped to get back to work.
A few hours later, Elizabeth stumbled back to her room. Her feet throbbed because of the senseless shows she picked today. A quick check of her laptop showed that David hadn’t emailed her yet, so taking the opportunity she got into some comfier clothes and collapsed on the bed. The work of an intern was beyond exhausting and she welcomed a quick nap.
>> In her dream, David and her were on the shoreline of the beach, cuddled up together. Sighing, she felt like she was in heaven. Nuzzling his neck where a new mark was, she giggled deliciously as he shuddered and attacked her neck in return. She fingers snap and suddenly, they were in the middle of the Barclays Arena, her dressed in a skin tight leather outfit and him shirtless in his ring gear. She tried to run to him but she felt two cold and icy pale white hands with black nails jerking her arms behind her back. Behind David, she noted a weirdly color being with what could be described as tentacles coming out his head and arms stalking up behind David. She tried to scream but one of the hands covered her mouth, the strength of his hold never ceasing.
“Unh unh unh uhhhh little one…” The wispy voiced declared from beside her. “You areeee ouurrssss. He doesssnn’t desseervee you. Or your powweersss.” The voice drew out as the other creature ran a sword from left to right at a diagonal through David’s chest – through both his heart and his bond mark. It was then she noticed the black eyes of the other beasts.
“More specifically, dear, you belong to the King of Demons… You’ve been warned. Now pass the word.” The first creature tossed her down but not before she noticed the face. And it was truly that of Jeff Hardy but yet not at the same time. As she fell, she woke up screaming and the room shaking. Doing her best to clear her vision, she grabbed her phone and room key and flip-flops and made a beeline for David’s room. Coming to a skittering stop, her little fist banged on his door like a bass mallet does a drum.
She heard feet shuffling and a voice croak, “I’m coming. I’m coming. Jesus murphy…” David looked out the peephole to see a very disheveled, very tore up Elizabeth. The Dragon growled to life and in a flash, he threw the door open and scooped her up, tripping backwards a bit as he closed the door. “Hey, hey. H-hey. It’s okay.” He tried to soothe the shaking form in his arms, kissing her temple several times. She pulled back for a second, hers clamped shut, obviously trying to compose herself. But when she opened her eyes, he was no longer confronted with her typical icy blues.
Her eyes were now the color of blood - crimson surrounding a black pupil to be exact.
“What the hell…” David whispered and for the first time this entire day The Dragon was speechless as well. Both licked their lips as they looked at their mate.
“I don’t know but… but I….”
“You what?” David’s voiced dipped low, his growing arousal becoming more evident. If she said what he feared was next, he wasn’t sure that he nor The Dragon would be able to stop. Her lips slammed on his and her first found purchased in his hair. Kissing her way to his earlobe, she bit down – a little harder than she thought she did but he didn’t care. His hips bucked up into hers – both of them groaning.
“I want you.” She spoke lazily against his ear causing his eyes to roll up into the back of his head. He knew he was doomed.
But, oh man, what a way to go….
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Author’s notes: Well, I hope this makes up for the short as fuck chapter two days ago. Haha. Haven’t decided if the next one is going to be the real smut or if it’s merely going to be shenanigan-type stuff and save the real shit for later. Guess you gotta wait and see!! TEEHEE!
