In honor of being chapter number 69... (eyes, duh),this is quite a long chapter. It tookme quite some time to write and especially finish, but here it is, finally.
(Oh and btw, I haven't really figured out this new editor yet, sosorry, if this chapter looks messy and chaotic. Last chapter's ending will still be in the introduction thingy. Just thought I'd might point that out, since it's pretty unclear with this new layout, and it's been a while since the last update so I thought you guys might need some...clarification).
'Elina could you leave us alone for a while?'
The tone Jyrki used with Elina, politely asking her to leave, and her humble response, a small nod and her head down towards the floor, reminded you that it still wasn't all friendliness and fun here with the Helsinki Vampires, and that Jyrki still stood above all of them, able to tell them what to do and what not. And apparently, a fancy, important situation like this meant that those unwritten rules got a bit stricter once again. Cause you hadn't seen Jyrki use his distuingished position like this for weeks. He was making sure they all knew they had to obey him. Probably had something to do with tonight, in fact, it wouldn't amaze you if Jyrki had reminded the others about these forms of etiquette again, and told them to pay some extra attention to them these days. And to be honest, it really turned you on to see Jyrki like that, the arrogant leader, the uncaring vampire again. So you walked over to him and pulled him a bit closer by tugging at his jacket.
'You left so quickly this morning...'
You said this in a way that it clearly sounded through in your voice where you were heading to by saying this. And for the first time ever since the damn French aristocrats were here, Jyrki responded to your flirting again, instead of just using it as a mean to pierce your neck that is.
'I didn't manage to satisfy the lady?' With that, Jyrki made it clear that he understood your hint, cause he dove down to kiss you, leaving you with little time to respond.
'Not really.' You managed to stumble out, before Jyrki stole your lips and tried to take your sanity away again.
'Funny... I've never had any complaints before...'
'That, my dear, is your own fault. The dead tell no tales.'
'Oh don't we?'
Jyrki showed you an evil smile, before he went on ravaging your lips again. Not too long after that, you were suddenly picked up, and to your surprise, Jyrki threw you over his shoulder, so you were just hanging there, feet dangling in the air, facing his back, and being carried over to the bed.
'Bridal style would have been fine too,' you mumbled, causing the low rumble of laughter to erupt from Jyrki's chest.
When he stopped, because he had reached the bed, you feared the worst, and you were right, cause he simply threw you on the bed. Not in one giant, swing thank god, he did throw you on the bed after holding you bridal style in the end, but it was still with enough strength to force even more air out of your lungs. It didn't take Jyrki long to crawl over to you, and you wanted to get up a bit to meet his lips halfway, but the corset held you back and more or less preventing you from getting up in a normal way. So you scooted towards the headboard, trying to sit up a bit while keeping your back as straight as possible, making Jyrki wait.
'What's wrong?'
'I don't think I can do this while I'm wearing this damn corset.'
Now Jyrki actually laughed and sat up a bit. 'What? You're kidding right, you really think it's impossible? Than how do you suppose, the people in the Victorian ages had sex...'
Now you had to laugh a bit as well, knowing that you were both overreacting a bit. It didn't stop you from going on though, kissing and teasing eachother. Until suddenly, Jyrki sat up, seemed to think for a while, extended a hand, and when you took it, he pulled you up, until you sat upright. And then he simply got off from the bed again, leaving you surprised and with some sort of deja vu feeling, since it was exactly what he had done that morning.
'Seriously Jyrki, finish what you start!'
You weren't angry at him, just a bit frustrated and curious to know why he bailed out again, cause you really thought this was leading to more. You got off of the bed rather quickly, turning to him so you faced eachother again.
'I will. Just not now, later tonight.'
'But why did you start it then... You turned me on!'
'Because you were right, the corset would be in the way eventually, and we don't have time to take it off and put it on again afterwards. Patience darling, we have all eternity left in front of us.'
You hit Jyrki in the arm, feeling utterly disappointed because of the sudden let-down, and then fumbling with the side of his jacket again, slowly letting your hands wander down.
'Exactly! So why don't we just do it now, we've got plenty of time, just as you said...'
'Scarlet, stop it. Plenty of time, an eternity, but not right now. First comes the formal stuff, and then it's time for you to... come.'
'Fine.' You turned around with a desperate sigh, walking over to the nearest mirror, checking your appearance. Cause it wouldn't surprise you if Jyrki's massive throw on the bed had... upset your hairdo, to put it that way. It looked fine though, but you still played with some strings of hair, debating with yourself whether or not it looked alright, while hoping that your careless attitude would drive Jyrki mad. So far, he didn't really look that interested. Seeing his reflection in the mirror, you knew exactly what he was doing. Right now, he was simply looking around, stealing a glance at you every now and then, but nothing more. So clearly, Jyrki wasn't as agitated and needy as you were.
Before Elina had left, you hadn't really been ready yet. With all the prepping and grooming. You had yet to find some nice earrings and a necklace and stuff. So you browsed through the little silver jewellery box on the cabinet, found something nice, and started putting the earrings in, followed by the necklace, trying to tie it around your neck yourself.
When you couldn't get it on immediately and Jyrki approached you, you just assumed that he would help you get the necklace on. Instead, he took it from your hands and placed the necklace back in the silver box.
'You don't need a necklace tonight.'
'Of course I do... I'm wearing this fucking fancy dress...'
Jyrki laughed a bit and gave you a non-serious threatening, correcting look, because of you swearing at everything all the time. And then he put his hands around your neck, in the mirror it looked as if he was trying to choke you. He placed his hands tenderly though, without any pressure, so his hands felt more like a soft whisper of the cold wind caressing your neck.
'Wear my bite like you would wear a beautiful necklace. Wear it proudly. You know why.'
Indeed, you remembered why. The idea itself, of wearing his bite proudly, like a necklace, could have been quite romantic. But not in this situation, not now it was simply alarming. And it made your mood turn around completely.
You looked in the mirror once again, not really seeing anything anymore, but still simply staring, feeling a bit estranged.
'Are you done?'
Jyrki's deep voice made you fix your gaze on him again, and your heart sunk when you saw the tender look on his face. He was visibly not feeling comfortable with this whole situation as well, and somehow you had the alarming feeling bad things were about to happen.
Instead of answering Jyrki, you simply turned around and walked over to Jyrki, who put his arm around your waist and guided you out. On the way down, there was some simple casual talk between the two of you, which thankfully calmed your nerves a bit. Cause this meant that maybe you were making a big deal out of this for nothing.
It seemed that way indeed, when you entered the room that was meant as a huge ballroom, but which, according to Jyrki was rarely ever used. It was not very crowded with people, there were probably only half of the people you had seen on that night when they had your formal introduction party. But there were still too many people to be able to say right away which ones were Madeline and Adrian. There were some weird, weird people walking around, you were pretty sure they were some of the French guests, but you couldn't tell if Madeline and Adrian were among them. You did spot some familiar faces though, just a few feet away, the remaining 4 men of The 69 Eyes, and you went over to them first, to say hello, hoping Jyrki would allow you to. He said nothing and simply followed, so you guessed it was alright.
Talking to the men, all of which you considered as friends by now, was good for your nerves, and you quickly felt at ease, forgetting all about the troubling reason of why you were here.
After a while, Elina arrived as well, and after hugging her, you had a good time just looking at her and Jussi, seeing how they were trying their hardest not to get caught looking at eachother. Funny to see that whenever Elina looked at Jussi, and Jussi looked in her direction, she quickly looked away again and pretended not to have any attention for him. And the other way around as well, of course. Their attraction to eachother was more visible than ever, now it was sort of clear that their feelings were mutual.
Jyrki seemed quite annoyed by their whole cat and mouse game, cause he tried getting Jussi's attention several time, but Jussi himself seemed so out of it that he was barely able to have a normal conversation. He almost seemed high on something, only responding half of the time whenever Jyrki spoke to him.
Trying to get Jussi's attention was not the only thing Jyrki was doing. In between he was also looking around the room a couple of times, probably looking for Madeline and Adrian.
'They're not here yet?' You asked him, after his tenth visual room inspection.
'Guess not. I should go hear some people out.' Jyrki placed a hand on your arm as he said this, and actually dared to give you a firm, bossy look. 'You stay here.' And then he was gone. You looked at his ass as he walked away, feeling quite turned-on again, now this whole event was quite... eventless, so far, and your worries seemed to have been for nothing.
When Jyrki came back, after a couple of minutes, you started hearing him out immediately.
'So, where are they?'
'Out.' Jyrki almost spit out the word, as if it was something really disgusting. 'Carl said they shouldn't be gone for that long anymore, 15 minutes or so, but still, they should show some goddamn respect.'
'Take it easy chap,' you said, while petting his chest jokingly, 'so that leaves us with 15 minutes?'
'Yeah. Why?'
'I think I forgot something up in my room, can I go get that?'
Jyrki gave you a questioning look, but said 'sure' anyway. And now the fact that he no longer believed that you were going to run away worked in your disadvantage. Time to bring out the artillery then.
'Wanna join me?'
You made sure that it actually sounded more like a demand than a question, and looked Jyrki deep in the eyes, hoping he would get the hint.
'Sure.'
Thank God he understood your silent hint...
You walked away from the group of people, being followed by Jyrki, making sure he stayed behind you.
Once out in the hallway, you simply walked to the comfortable livingroom-ish room you and Jyrki had already sat down before. You heard Jyrki call your name behind you, cause you were clearly heading the wrong way, but you didn't turn around or answer him, in fact, you just walked on.
And eventually, when you had been in the room for a couple of seconds already, Jyrki came in as well. And seeing the look on his face, he obviously understood this was not about getting something from your room. Not at all.
You just looked at eachother for a while, tension building up again. Somehow that happened whenever the two of you stared at eachother for a while. It always ended up being a game of overpowering eachother, staring eachother down, or just letting the tension build up.
Not this time though, because you broke the stare and let your eyes wander down the smooth straight form of his body, breaking the silence at the same time.
'Since we have time now, shall we continue with what you started?'
Jyrki didn't need any further encouragement, cause he stepped over to you immediately.
And then he did something that really surprised you. He grabbed your waist, and pushed you back into the nearest wall. And not very softly either... He was immediately firmly pressed against you.
'Since you were so curious... I'll show you what we did back in those Victorian times whenever the corsets were bothering us and we didn't have the time or patience to take them off...'
And with that, he started tugging at your skirt, pulling it up until he had lifted it far enough to wriggle in between your legs, pushing himself against you even harder, making sure you felt everything by moving his hips a bit every now and then.
You couldn't even answer him, too busy holding your breath and biting your lip, because you knew you would start screaming as soon as you opened your mouth. Jyrki made it even harder to endure this without screaming by lifting up your legs, making sure you wrapped them around him, while he grinded his hips a couple of times. It almost hurt, the way he pinned you to the wall like that, but you couldn't feel any pain, just pleasure. It must have hurt him though, you could feel how hard he was already, which was easy, since the only thing stuck between you and him was the lace of your underwear, and his pants.
Both your faces were only inches apart, but your lips weren't touching, not just yet, both of you too much taken in by the pleasures of the moment, the sensation of what you both felt.
'Should I finish you off now, or save you for later tonight?' Jyrki asked, softly, looking into your eyes, answering your look of lust with an equally lustful gaze. But you knew by the tone of his voice that he was actually asking for your opinion in a lucid way. Now you were both still relatively rational and you had a choice.
'I wouldn't be able to wait all night even if I wanted to.'
Jyrki showed you an evil smile, clearly liking the effect he had on you, and then finally let his lips crash on yours, kissing you passionately immediately.
After a couple of minutes, he started pushing even harder, grinding again, and you knew he was losing his patience. So you quickly undid his pants, knowing he might get quite dangerous otherwise.
In this position, he slid in easily and filled you more deeply than normally it seemed. Every inch of him you seemed to feel. Now you really had to let out a sound, half a scream, you really couldn't help it anymore. And when Jyrki started moved around inside you, more screams soon followed, until Jyrki silenced you by covering your mouth and moving slower for a while.
'Don't scream,' he whispered in your ear, trying to silence you while tormenting you so. When he took his hand away from your mouth, you hid your head in his neck, hoping that would tone down the little sounds you couldn't help but making. In this way, you were as entangled in eachother as you could ever be, holding on to eachother like crazy, it was almost impossible to feel where you ended and Jyrki begun. Soon his thrusts became deeper and harder, and you really couldn't keep quiet anymore, so instead of just hiding in his neck to muffle the sounds, you actually bit in the nape of his neck, using him as some sort of gag. Luckily for Jyrki, the painful evidence from the last time you used your teeth, was on the other side of his neck.
After a while, even Jyrki couldn't keep completely silent anymore, some beast like sighs and groans escaped his throat, and by his savage thrusts you could feel it wouldn't be too long before he reached his climax. So you slipped a hand down in between your bodies, and started stimulating yourself even more, at the same time stimulating Jyrki more as well, with the mere contact of your hand, every time he moved in and out of you.
You came before he could, managing to keep silent, save for one high pitched moan that sounded more like an exaggerated sigh. Your ecstasy was enough to launch Jyrki into his very own bliss as well. He kept quiet verbally, actually made no sound at all, since he seemed to be breathless during the moment itself. The only noise was his fist, pounding against the wall loudly, just once, and your frenzied breathing. Other than that, you both kept silent and still, looking deep into each other's eyes, savouring the intensity of the moment.
After a minute like that, still looking into each other's eyes, you noticed he started smiling. You saw it in his eyes, rather than seeing his lips curl up.
'What are you smiling about?' You asked, feeling how a smirk formed on your face as well.
'I feel happy.'
The explanation was simple, but good enough for both of you. It told you both what you needed to know. And then Jyrki slowly started to backing off, making it possible for you to put your legs down again and stand on your own, instead of being pressed in between Jyrki and the wall, without your feet touching the ground.
Jyrki tucked himself back behind his pants, and you fixed your underwear and skirt. When you both were done you just looked at eachother, not a word being uttered for a while. Until Jyrki held out his arm for you and spoke softly. 'Shall we go then?'
With a small nod you linked your arm with his, and let him guide you out of the room.
