Who am I? (Kaz)

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She wasn't entirely sure what was going on in that head of his, but she had a pretty good idea. Soft moans released with every probing sensation of his tongue against that wound on her neck...her hips rocking upward here and there to meet his every touch with a lustful one of her own. She was lost in him...in...them, you could say.She loved Patrick, but she had to admit that his demon was something she could definitely get used to. Hell, if anything, it was a part of him that actually allowed her to feel more...herself. She could be whoever she needed to be now, she didn't have to constantly fight to be a goody two shoes. She could be bad and though part of him may not approve, the other would likely be fine with it, would embrace that darker side of her.

As he rolled his hips down into her, she would hiss rather sharply. He was teasing her, his actions more deliberate, more taunting. She knew it was what he wanted, but it still prodded at a caged demon that wanted to claw into him and mark him so badly no other could ever question who he belonged to. But then, that was something she would eventually do no matter what...because she would not lose him again.

As he pulled back, she felt his blood dripping from his wound onto her lips, chin, neck...coating her in it, her fangs dripping with it. Yet, she loved it, loved this new side of him that had not been present the last time they made love. Oh sure, she enjoyed the making love, the gentleness he could provide and all that...but the darker half of her craved something much more....depraved...animalistic...primal.

Feeling his hands grip her tightly, she would moan out in a heated little burst of pleasure. She knew he was trying not to be rough, well, not really...but she wanted this to be...special. So, with a little growl, her nails would sink past the fabric which covered his back and dig into his flesh, cutting up his back as her hand slowly moved upward...the sounds of material ripping accompanied by the scent of more blood in the air. Lips positioned beside his ear, she would nip at it lightly with her fangs before speaking up in that dark, lust filled tone of her's.."If I belong to you...then stop treating me like I am so fucking breakable." Oh yes, she wasn't going to have him do that. Especially when her warped mind took that as a sign of him thinking her possibly weaker than he was or something.

Laying back, that dark little grin would again be on her face...amethyst eyes laced with crimson as she looked up at him with a hunger in her eyes that only he could elicit. Yet then his hand began to move and transfixed upon it, she would allow her eyes to follow...Watching as he dipped his fingers into his wound, watching as blood began to coat those digits..

Then, as if she could not be teased enough, he would rest them against her lips..causing her to growl softly with need before her tongue would snake out and lap hungrily upon them. In that instant though, his other hand would delve deeper and cause her to cry out almost against those two which pressed to her lips. Quick to take them into her mouth, circling them with her tongue and rocking her hips upward into him, to tease him...to provoke him all the more before allowing her fangs to graze over those digits he currently held to her mouth.

[Legion]

This was different. Different then the other times. Even Patrick knew that. While he knew that there had been blood before he knew that there had not been a similar time, a more primal and animalistic time. Never one were things were quite this dark or so primal as they felt now. At least so Patrick assumed. But it wasn't exactly a bad thing, no, in fact he was rather enjoying it. She was his, and while she was precious to him, and he loved her, she was his and his alone. Time spent with her darker side, quite enjoyable, although he wasn't entirely sure that was because of Legion or what, memories still foggy, but he didn't care. At the very least he wondered if Legion was simply a personification of everything that he had done in his past. Everything he had thrown away when he had gotten clean for Kazumi, that memory being the only one he really had to try and explain anything with.

He couldn't keep from grinning in the pleasure he found in her, in her loving how he dripped his own blood in her mouth, over her face. All this for his blood, the pride that it was him that did this, a fact that he loved, more then he imagined possible. Perhaps that was because it gave him a feeling of power? He wasn't too sure to be perfectly honest. Grinning once more as she moaned, he'd let out a hiss as those nails dug into him, into his back ripping into his shirt. Feeling her nip at his ears, hissing a bit, dark features in his face lightly up as she spoke into his ear. His grin so clear for her to see his intent as she lay back, looking down into her crimson eyes. As he rocked his hips into her hard, rougher then before, grinding himself into and against her, once again slowly, deliberately, giving her a taste of what she was asking for.

All this before continuing to taunt her with his blood, his fingers, both up high, for her mouth and down low. Grinning as he watched her, heard her growl, felt her tongue graze out across his fingers, beginning to work with his other hand as she lapped at that blood. Hearing her cry he'd ask her, that dark lust in his tone, "Does it taste good, my love?"

Hand more roughly in play, off screen. Feeling her take his fingers into her mouth, the feel of her fangs on them he'd grin. Feeling her tongue, with a finger he'd circle her tongue before caressing the underside. Moaning as she rocked her hips up into him, shoving his, in a rocking motion back down into hers, taking his hand back as he did to roughly grip her neck getting her blood on his other hand. Arching his back as he placed his fingers into his mouth tasting her sweet blood again moaning, as he grinded his hips into hers, "Because you're delicious. Mmmmm."

She wasn't weak, he'd knew that, but there was still his pride, well Legion's pride that strove him to be dominant, although that wasn't to say that he wanted her to roll over because where was the fun in the hunt if there was no hunt? Slowly grinding his hips against her he'd lap away the rest of that blood before, ripping his fingers out of her mouth and grabbing her head, pressing his lips against her quite passionately, full of lust and desire. Roughly pressing down on her, lips chest at all as he forced his tongue past her lips to find her, quickly pinning it and caressing it as he rocked his hips down into hers again, moaning at the feel of her small little body under his weight...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Her words got the desired affect from him. Feeling his hand snake about her throat, coating those digits in her blood once more...feeling his other hand continue to roughly tease and torment her. She loved it, and though she would have been happy to have him the way he had always been, she could not deny that Nyx was slowly but surely finding an attachment to Legion as this moment drug out.

When he spoke, she would manage a slight nod before feeling his fingers again forced past her lips. A low growl given, though her tongue greedily began to circle and lap at the blood that now coated them. He tasted amazing, and now, with her blood mixing with his, she was damn near intoxicated. Eyes fluttering closed once more, she would shudder with delight and sink her claws into his back that much more roughly, feeling his blood as it began to coat the tips of her fingers.

Once more he rocked down into her, again making sure to drag it out, to tease her and torment her to the point that she couldn't help but hiss and nip roughly at those digits which were pressed so firmly into her mouth.

Then he pulled his hand away, and for a moment she was left wanting...wanting that touch, that sensuality and roughness...wanting him. However, she was not left this way for long, his hand sliding around and fingers lacing through her hair, gripping her hair roughly enough that it sent a raw sense of pleasure coursing through her very core.

Lips pressed to her own, she felt him begin to pin her down into the dock's cold, damp surface. His weight, so much more than her own, pinning her there roughly...his lips mashing into her own to the point that she could feel the subtle pain of the kiss seeping through the pleasure. Which, to be honest, she loved and which caused her to kiss him harder still. Yet, he was not done there, using his weight and his hips to roughly force her down into the ground, sending a mixture of pain and pleasure through her and only proving to incite her desire that much more.

But, that was not all that it did. No, his behavior, clearly a mixture of Legion and Patrick both, would do something else rather than just turn her on beyond all logic or reason. Instead, it did something beneath the surface, something deep within her mind and heart that she knew he wouldn't see right away...but that she was almost certain he would feel.

What was it?

Well, deep within her mind, Nyx had been prowling, watching and delighting in what was unfolding. She had even assisted by lending some of her own darkness to the air to try and bring forth the demon within him...and it had apparently worked. To a degree. But now, with those forceful touches, that possessive nature flaring to life within him, Nyx couldn't help but be drawn forth. Something inside of her mind shifting, and both innocence and darkness swirling together.

Eventually, the darkness would begin to consume the air around them. Swallowing it whole and encasing them within its warm allure. A distinct feeling to it, at least for those who could sense it...It was seeking...searching...Searching for his demon and caressing him teasingly. She knew this, because she knew too well how to manipulate the evil within her, how to draw it out of others..and though she was not seeking to make him evil in this moment, she was seeking to make him crave her and lust for her just as much as Patrick did.

So, once she knew that her own personal evil had grown strong enough to caress his inner demon, she would release a well timed, soft...pleading little whimper into his lips. The sound clearly not one of pain or unease, but instead...it was begging...desperate...pleading. Quickly, she would break away from that kiss, panting heavily as blood dripped from her lips and covered her chin...smeared upon her face.

Opening her eyes, she looked up to him, those dark black eyes, making it clear that she too was not alone in her mind. Though Nyx would not stop by simply appearing, but instead jerk her head to the side and lean up against his ear, growling softly. "My...Legion..." A sharp hiss before both hands would grip his hips and jerk him down against her roughly...causing herself to moan out loudly and turn her head to bury her face into the side of his neck, just below his collar. Aching to draw them together, to draw them both out and to feel that possessiveness she needed oh so badly. Her own showing through in both her actions and her words...in the way that her fangs soon buried into his shoulder.

[Legion]

Possessive grin crossing his features as he watched her, licking at his own fingers, getting her own taste, but quite thoroughly enjoying the view. Watching those eyes flutter closed, that shudder in delight, those fingernails sinking deeply into him he'd hiss out in pleasure, slowly inhaling that scent, of blood mixing, both hers and his, Patrick finding all of this quite intoxicating, with Legion nodding in agreement. Feeling her rough nip at his fingers that hand would grip her jaw tightly, not because it was to far, but a sense of roughness and possessiveness to go along with hers. Holding her head firmly as he roughly rocked down into her again with a groan, drawing it out once more before pulling his hand away.

Feeling her desire and pleasure as he roughly forced himself upon her, feeling her press back into that kiss just as hard he'd press a little harder, hungrily caressing and circling her tongue with his own, almost as if he had been starving. Hand gripping the back of her head tightly as his other hand slapped her ass gripping it roughly as he pulled her into another rock of the hips.

And then something happened. There was not visible sign of it but Patrick could feel it. That darkness in the air, that had been coming from her, it instantly magnified. Mixing with the innocence that Kazumi held, that was a part of her, and that in of itself was intoxicating, drawing forth a moan from Patrick, and yes I mean Patrick, as things began to stir inside of him as well. That innocence of hers being consumed by the darkness Patrick being pushed onward, putting more and more passion into that rough kiss, hands gripping her even tighter. And Patrick knew what she was looking for. She was looking for Legion, but neither of them were sure what was to happen.

All of this culminating in a whimper on his lips. A plead, begging, begging for Legion, for his demon. As she pulled away, panting a grin crossed his face, brushing her nose with his. Neither Patrick, nor Legion displeased with the begging. Though it was becoming quite clear that Kazumi's darkness, was not her own, at least not solely. That there was something else there, he saw it in her black eyes. An eyebrow raising in interest. Listening to that growl into his ears, that his. declaring that Legion belonged to her. Now, perhaps at any other point that might have concerned Patrick, but not now and the truth was he wasn't entirely sure it would ever concern him again as he felt a shifting inside him self. One that he didn't have any qualms about giving himself over to.

Moaning in pleasure as she roughly grabbed his hips, jerking him against her, more then happy to grip her ass tighter, claws forming on his fingers, ones of shadow, digging into her ass, not deeply but enough to draw blood as he rocked his hips down into her, hard, grinding slowly. Hissing as well as she sunk her fangs into his shoulder, feeling that blood flowing freely now, letting her tongue lap but once at his shoulder.

Once before that grip on her head and hair would tug her away from his shoulder as he pulled back slightly. Weight still pressed fully down on top of her, but enough distance to look at her. Enough for her to see that he wasn't displeased but curious. To see the new him that she had drawn out. The new him who was quite curious because he didn't know, or at least remember, Nyx. Gripping her head, holding her in place he'd give her a grin as he asked in that voice, one that was his irish, but distinctly demonic tones in his voice, "And who might ye be... my love?"

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She felt the possessiveness in the way that he gripped her chin when she nipped his finger. No great deal of pain delivered from such a grasp, but a tinge of it none the less. Just enough to drive her a little more insane with her wants and her desires to be with him.

The same being true of the kiss which followed. With every bit of force she put behind it, he matched her, the pain of the kiss increasing with every passing moment, her fangs cutting into his lips and drawing forth a mixture of his blood and her own for them to share as they kissed...as their tongues so feverishly danced about each other.

Then, as she broke away to speak to him once more, she could tell that he was changing. She could tell that something was happening within his own mind that was akin to what she had been seeking to do. A grin curling upon her lips at this knowledge before Nyx would finally make her way free. It had been something Kazumi had learned in the time that he was gone...that if she allowed her demon to indulge every now and again, to find her own pleasure, that she would not fight so hard to be locked away when the time came. And, right now, it was all too clear that Kazumi needed Nyx to help her if she had any hopes of getting Patrick back...of getting Legion to crave her as much as Kazumi did Patrick.

Fangs buried into his neck, she would lap at his blood, moaning heatedly against his flesh as she shuddered with raw pleasure at the way his hips continued to thrust down against her. She wanted him, that she could not deny, but it did not bother her in the least that they still had their clothing on. No, this was a new thing for Nyx, being with him....having Legion to call out to, to try and bring forth. Though she wasn't entirely sure she had succeeded at first. But then, he would pull her head back to force her to look up at him once more and when she did, she could see the confusion upon his face.

Though it was not until he spoke that she knew it was not simply Patrick she was dealing with anymore. That demonic tone unmistakable and enough to get a little shiver to course down her spine as well as a seductive little purr to be ushered his way as she spoke. Her already thick Italian accent made worse by the more animalistic side of her.."I am Nyx..Her demon." Her head lifting and her teeth playfully nipping his bottom one before she would speak up in a soft little hiss against him."Your demon, love." Oh she liked the sound of that, very much so, yet she would pull back then and lay her head upon that dock surface, black eyes cast up toward him, curious as to what he would do when faced with the part of Kazumi he did not remember.

[Legion]

A pleasured shudder released as he felt those fangs cutting into his lips and hers, allowing them to taste that mixture of blood through and already passionate kiss. All the more electrifying the kiss, making it that much more intoxicating and passionate. Causing him to press into her more deeply, a hungry groan given as he did so.

Now Patrick wasn't sure what Kazumi was doing, though he grinned in return at her. He felt that darkness rising, that innocence being consumed. Not knowing that it was an object lesson, meant to teach him to let Legion out every once and awhile. Right now he was just too concerned with that beautiful vixen in front of him and the mood change. The change making him that much more passionate, increasing both lust and desire. Although she was succeeding in her goal. Nyx in hers as well. Legion definitely wanted Nyx, and if Kazumi was okay with giving control over to her and Nyx gave it back, so was Patrick, though there wasn't much thought of that right now.

As Legion pulled her away, or perhaps Patrick, a bit more of both really though Legion had his room to stretch his legs, he would look into her eyes, attraction evident, with that confusion. Looking into her black eyes, grinning at that purr, knowing that it came from the sound of his voice. Listening to her introduce herself as Nyx, hearing that animalistic side of her voice coming out clearly, finding that sexy in of itself. Grinning as he let out a little growl at her nip to her lower lip. Grin only widening at her words, saying that she was his demon, leaning down to whisper into her ear, quite lustfully, "Oh, I like that."

Sitting up a bit he'd look down upon her, laying before him, the front of her shirt ripped, exposing her front, quite tantalizing, especially with all of the blood across her. His hands would reach out to cup her cheeks softly, looking down at her, feeling that dampness of the blood, the warmth of her skin. Slowly he'd drag his hands down her neck, down her front to her chest, hands over her bra. All this done quite gently, methodically even, but no less loving. All of this indeed coming from Legion, though there was influence from Patrick. A rough squeeze from both hands before grasping the shirt ends by her breasts? Well that was up to her to decide as Legion ripped off the pieces of her shirt tossing them aside. Hands quickly moving towards her pants, once again pressing down and kissing her quite lustfully as he worked to undo her pants.

Tongue pressing past her lips to seek hers out to caress and circle it, quite hungrily as his hands moved to undo and slide down her pants. The answer to the unasked question given through action, as opposed to words as Legion once again pressed his fingers in...

TIMESKIP

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Kazumi was alright with allowing Nyx to have this moment, to allow the other part of her, the darker part of her, to stretch and move about. To play as she saw fit, knowing that once she was done, Nyx would willingly go back to her corner within Kaz's mind until she was needed or until the situation warranted her appearance. It was an unspoken understanding that the two had reached while waiting on any word of him. Both personalities had their strong suites and so both had learned to function together in one way or another.

Now, Nyx was rather pleased with the situation she found herself in. The aura that surrounded Legion, even though lacking in true darkness was still very enticing to her, very alluring. Not to mention the tone of his voice when he spoke...She loved that demonic undertone that his voice had, that looming darkness deep seated within his being...much like herself. Just hearing him was enough to send a chill down her spine.

Oh sure, Nyx had liked Patrick well enough before all of this happened...But the truth of the matter was, she had always felt a bit out of place, as though she did not fit in entirely. Why? Because he usually was so....tame. Something that Nyx herself was incapable of truly enjoying. However, now, with Legion present, she was finding that for once she did not feel left out or out of place. In fact she felt almost as if they were a perfect fit, even if this were their first time officially meeting.

As he leaned down to whisper in her ear, she would close her eyes, head turning to one side as she gave a soft little growl and slowly shifted her body to arch up against his own. "Mmm...do you really?" That dark, animalistic tone purred once more toward him as she ran her hand slowly upward along his side.

Then, he would pull back and she would be left with nothing but to look up into his eyes with her own black ones and grin somewhat devilishly. A single hand coming up, fingers brushing slowly along her stomach and through bits of blood which had pooled there. Ever so lightly she would draw small circles upon her flesh, body writhing there beneath him in a very alluring, almost hypnotic manner. "I have to admit, I am very hungry for my demon..." Taunting, teasing and seducing with her words as she would slowly rock her hips upward to press against him before settling back into the dock's surface, shifting only to allow him an easier time of removing her pants.

Then, as he laid back atop her, lips pressing so hard against her own..she could not help but moan out in a lust filled little growl into that kiss. Her hands on his sides, she slid them around to begin working to undo his own pants as she felt the answer to her unasked question being poured into that kiss. Then, as his hand would move downward once more, her own would dip.....

TIME SKIP

[Legion]

Legion gave a growled moan at her question, feeling her arch up into him. Loving that closeness, his Nyx being pressed up against him. Hands moving roughly down her body as he sat up, feeling her every curve before he tore the rest of that shirt off. Quite taken in with that devilish grin of hers, one mirrored on his face as he looked down at her, quite telling of his intentions. Another soft moan as she rocked up into him, quite taken in with her words, her hypnotic movements. Lust for his demon spiking as he moved to remove the rest of her clothes, ripping them where he became impatient, because play time was over, his kiss showing just how much he needed her at this point. A pleasured moan and a grin given as....

TIMESKIP

Panting, having rolled beside her, covered in blood from numerous cuts and bites he had acquired, he was very much content to look upon her now. The unadulterated beauty of his Nyx. Form and figure perfect, only made better by her being covered in blood from just as many cuts and bites as was he. It had been truly incredible, quite the exhilarating experience, not entirely sure how else he could describe it. His only hope, no requirement at this point was that Nyx would come out and play again, Legion already quite taken in with her. Although he was sure that wouldn't be a problem. She was his after all.

As his breathing began to return to normal he'd reach out an arm and began to affectionately trace little circles into her flesh, her soft and warm flesh. Covered in blood, over nip he'd given to her stomach, that blood beginning to pool on his finger. A curious mix of affection, darkness and a sense of gentleness in his actions. Perhaps a mix of Patrick's influence? He wasn't quite sure. While he felt free, he also felt somewhat beholden to him, not that he minded, it was just an odd experience. Patrick had his pull and Legion had his. It was looking more and more that that was just how things were going to work out between them.

For that moment though, that thought didn't matter. All that did was the woman lying before him, in all her glory. That woman that belonged to him, to Patrick. The woman that he loved, both sides of her quite alluring though if Legion had to pick a favorite, well, that wasn't too much of a stretch. Though, he was taken in with both of them, as was Patrick, though there was a stronger love and a deeper connection with him, but Legion was learning to like this, to love them. He had clicked so well with Nyx, her sentiment of being perfect for each other, wasn't exactly hard to believe. The fact that they were perfect for each other, Kazumi and Patrick undeniable really. But in reality they were the same, deep down. They were perfect for each other, that odd thought of Patrick being a place holder so that they could all meet being one that he couldn't really shake from his mind.

Fingers still affectionately tracing around on her warm flesh he grin, demonic tone weakening, though still there as were words from both spoken, "Mmmmm, that was amazing love."

[Kazumi O'Connor]

UN-TIME SKIP

Nyx lay there panting, as he rolled off of her and to the side. Of all the times she had been with a man, or a woman, this was by far the best. She had known, through Kazumi, that it was nothing short of amazing to be with him but this had been way more than she could ever have expected. But then, she had not really known if she would be able to pull Legion free from whatever prison Patrick had banished him to for the evening.

Now that she had...well she had to admit she was very much taken by him. Thriving off of the possessiveness, the aggression and the dominance...she had lost herself in his touch moments into the whole thing. Sure, she had known that it was not Patrick she was dealing with...she had known it was his demon...yet there had been that part of her mind which had simply assumed that Patrick was far too much of a pansy to really ever let go to that degree...Demon or no demon.

So yeah, needless to say, his behavior as Legion had taken her by surprise and set her mind on a whirlwind path of pleasure, pain and blood. Now, here she lay, her small form trembling as waves of pleasure continued to wash over her...Blood covering her body, her lips, her hands. Various bite marks, claw marks and everything else one could imagine covering her body. Her dark locks a tangled mess about her head and even a few strands spilling down across her face as she turned her head to look at him.

He really was fascinating. Patrick had been interesting, and she had tolerated Kazumi's being with him because for whatever reason, he just seemed to be the best, safest fit for her. But Legion...Legion was something else entirely, at least to her. A little grin curling upon her lips at his words, tongue slowly tracing over her lips and fangs as she rolled onto her side and delicately traced her fingers down the center of his chest. "You were amazing..." The words purred forth in that thick Italian accent as she shifted herself just a bit closer.

Nyx, the demon, was fully stated for now. Whatever blood lust and whatever carnal desires she might have had pushed to the back burner thanks to him. The thought making her grin a bit more widely as she finally brought herself to nuzzle into his chest. He was her demon, No question about that, at least not in her mind. He was her Legion and now, more than ever, she would work to try and keep him here...where he truly belonged.

[Legion]

Nyx really was quite entertaining. Quite the handful, quite the little fire starter. Giving as good as she took, Legion couldn't deny the intense pleasure he felt from that, got from her. He hadn't been sure that any human would be able to go that far, that any human would be able to be that enjoyable, figuring that all of them would be quite breakable. Though, then again, was Nyx really human? A curious thought. Sure Kazumi was, but did Nyx somehow give her more strength? Legion was unsure, all he knew was that now Patrick was more then Human because of that the Doctors had done to him, but that was irrelevant. Legion was quite content to hold on to Nyx, to Kazumi as well, just as much as Patrick was quite intent on holding onto Kazumi, and Nyx.

However there was a bit of a difference between the two beings. Whereas Patrick would hold onto Kazumi because he loved her, Legion was somewhat different. Legion would hold onto them because, well, they were his. His property. Kazumi belonged to him now just as much as Nyx did, though his favor? Well that wasn't hard to figure out. While there was something more then possession going on in his feelings for the woman that lay before him, calling it love wasn't quite fitting. At least not anywhere near comparable to what he felt for Azura. Call this a, dark attraction, an infatuation that was more then puppy love, but not yet genuine. All rolled into the fact that it was quite dark, some would perhaps use the term demented. Legion, however, would use the term amazing.

Legion's hand on her stomach would slide up her body, over every inch, to her head, brushing that hair behind her ears as she rolled onto her side. Hand cupping her cheek, feeling that warmth of her body, that softness of her skin, quite enjoying the feel. His touch gentle, oh yes, it was still Legion which made it eerily gentle at this point, though there were no intentions of being rough with her at this moment. A grin given at the feel of her fingers tracing along his chest, savoring the touch, from his Nyx. Grin only widening at her words, that accent in of itself quite enticing, Nodding as she shifted her self closer. Hand on her cheek sliding back into her hair as she nuzzled into his chest, hand holding her close to his chest, arm now wrapped around her.

Allowing for the tenderness of this moment, he'd pause taking it all in, both Legion and Patrick quite pleased with how things had turned out, though there reasons for that were undoubtedly different. After a long moment Legion would let out a pleasured sigh, quite content from his experience before the question was asked, irish accent thicker then it had been since his appearance, demonic tone still present but lessened, "So, tell me Nyx, how did ye and Kazumi become acquainted? Did ye know Patrick before all of this?"

Legion, was honestly quite taken in with Nyx and was quite curious to know more about her so he asked. That and he knew that Patrick would be curious to know anything about her as well, because they both knew there were gaps in their existence, Legion not quite ready to call Patrick's memories his, but still. He figured he owed it to the guy for letting him roam free, well that and it benefited him as well...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Nyx laid there, eyes fluttering closed as she felt his touch upon her cheek, felt the rough texture of his hand caressing her flesh in an almost eerie fashion. Of course, it was not eerie to her, though she could understand who one might find it so. He was a demon, much like herself, and though she could have moments of tender affection, she was a creature bred from pain and torture. From rives of blood and nights of sleepless torment. The affection he received now was as far as she had ever gone to show another person such. No, typically when Nyx took a lover, they did not live long afterwards. Kazumi allowed them to carry on with their lives, though she very seldom sought them out again. Nyx saw no point in allowing them to live once they had fulfilled their purpose.

Head nuzzling into his chest, she would purr ever so slightly, fingers slowly tracing circles along his side and her small form easily enough curling into his, disappearing within his embrace...especially since he seemed a bit larger since the last time Patrick had held Kazumi in such a fashion. However, the moment could not last forever, as was always the case. His words coming forth like a set of icy digits, tracing along her spine and causing her to shiver almost instantly in response. It was almost enough to distract her from the topic at hand...

Almost....

"I have always been here. Ever since we were little Though I was never allowed to come out. Not unless she got so upset she could not handle it anymore." She shrugged, not really hurt over the words she was speaking, since she could not really be hurt...her emotions a dull throb inside her chest and nothing more usually.

"When we were killed, and locked away. The man would electrocute Kazumi until I came out to talk to him. He would torture her, until she disappeared and then he would rape me continually and stab me...trying to condition me as well as to keep me too weak to fight back. I have had many names over the years, though I believe that I shall stay with this one." She nodded and would eventually pull away to lay on her back once more, those black eyes shifting to meet his own as she slowly trace over her lips with the tip of her tongue.

"I first met Patrick when I was under a different name. Feht, I believe it was. Patrick tied me to a table in their basement and he tortured me for hours on end, day after day until he had locked me away again." Only then would there be any real sign of discomfort coming to light, a slight shudder as her fingers curled into a fist and a low growl was forced back down her throat. "That is when I began to reappear as the girl you see now. As Nyx."

She gave a slight shrug and would glance into his eyes for a moment and a little grin would again tug at the corners of her lips. "It was only after he...you...were taken, that she and I were able to come to an agreement on how to prevent the pain of losing him from destroying her....us."

[Legion]

As she curled up into him Legion would let out a little sigh, hearing her purr, quite pleased in this moment. Finding it odd that he would enjoy this, only having done so with Azura, but that was because of the connection they shared, that when he was with her he wasn't quite Legion now was he? More? perhaps, but that was irrelevant. It was different here and now. The fact that the demon was enjoying a tender moment. Likely because it was with another demon, so there was a level of intimacy there. Shared feelings and beliefs, things that only they could understand about each other, about each other's existence. It was possible that it was this shared experience of existence that gave them the intimacy to have these moments. But Legion didn't think on it too hard, merely enjoying it as she disappeared into his arms.

When he asked that pair of question Legion noticed her get noticeably uncomfortable, brows furrowing in question before she answered. Not so much in concern, but rather curiosity, though the slight amount of concern that there was came from Patrick, not him. At least not admittedly.

His head would tilt at the fact that they had been together since Kazumi was little. Something that Legion found odd because he knew that Patrick had been quite old by the time that Legion came onto the scene. Not sure if it was him that was the oddity, or her. When she spoke of her imprisonment and angered growl would come from Legion, as well as Patrick, though it was over different things. For Legion it was the fact that this man thought he could own her, even though his ownership over Nyx was recent, he still felt that possessiveness that anyone else could try and make her belong to them. While it was true that she was claiming ownership of him, and he didn't mind that, it was infuriating that some one else would claim ownership of her, because Patrick put it quite eloquently when he said, that Legion didn't share. Patrick's growl came from the fact that anyone would hurt her, Kazumi. That anyone would subject her to that. And while Patrick was pretty sure that he would have known about that, he didn't now, so the feelings were new to him. What they both agreed on though was the rape, that made them the most furious, Patrick because it was a low that he would never sink to, knowing that intrinsically and that it happened to the woman he loved and Legion because it was an ownership thing, and a lack of manners, a sense of gamesmanship in the chase.

As she continued on about her and Patrick's meeting, or Feht and Patrick's meeting Legion's brows would furrow in confusion. Confused as to Patrick's motives. Neither felt guilt for the actions, but Legion was just as confused as Patrick, if not more so, "Why would Patrick lock such a magnificent being away?"

His voice laced with a softer tone, one that was almost flirty as he referred to her, but was also laced with curiosity. There was even the slightest bit of concern from Legion, concerned that Patrick would lock his Nyx away. Eyes looking into hers as he awaited her answer.

When she would glance into his eyes, that grin slowly forming as she explained to him how she was allowed allowed a devious grin formed on Legion's face as well. Both him and Patrick quite curious about this little agreement in light of his disappearance, hand once again reaching for her cheek cupping it softly, "And how was it that ye two were able to come to an agreement? We're quite curious about that, my precious little Nyx."

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She loved the sense of possession and dominance that she got from him. Yet, there was something else beginning to settle into the air and it took but a moment for her to figure out what it was. He was angry, and though most might have thought he was angry over what had been done to her, she knew it was not that simple. No, he was angry because that possessive streak that ran through him did not approve of another trying to lay claim to her.

Unsure of what to do, she would pause for a moment before allowing instinct to take over, guiding her toward him once more as she nuzzled softly into the side of his neck. It was not so much a show of affection as it was a simple, submissive gesture to reassure him that she belonged to him and only to him. She just wanted him to know that despite what had happened in her past, that this little demon only had eyes for him. At least for now.

Nyx was not a girl that was so easily entertained, though she was willing to bet that Legion could do just that...hence why she would even suggest that she belonged to him, when in truth, she despised the idea of being owned. Just...something about him made the idea not seem so bad.

Eventually, once she was certain that he had been assured, she would pull back and offer a little shrug. "He did not like me. He was certain that I would take her away from him and he was sure he had to be rid of me to save her sanity. I know that she was scared of being a freak, of losing him...and so she would cry to him about me. But I think in the end, he felt he had to beat me to keep her." She shrugged once more. That was the way that Nyx had seen it, not necessarily the way that it was or the way that Kazumi had seen it.

To his second question she would purse her lips a bit and then sigh, shaking her head slowly. "You have a lot of time to think when you are all alone. For quite some time, she hid away and allowed me to run her life, and though that was fine, we both soon learned that I lacked certain social skills needed to integrate easily into society. Also, she missed their child and wished to be able to care for her. Though, she feared the pain she would likely suffer if she was forced to continue on in this world. So, we came to an understanding."

She would pause there for a moment before going on, simply trying to think of the best way to word this. "So, through trial and error, we were able to come to an understanding that she would maintain control until such a time where she was unable to handle the pain or stress of life. Then, it would be my turn...to shelter her from pain and torment. While she would prevent me from having to deal with more petty, basic human emotions such as happiness and love. I would not fight when she chose to take control once more, so long as she allowed me a little wiggle room to escape and have fun in my own life from time to time." A slight nod before she would fall silent, tongue slowly tracing over her fangs and allowing time for what she had said to settle in.

[Legion]

There was anger at the thought of another man trying to own her, another being besides him or Patrick of course. Legion knowing well enough to know that Patrick was just as much a part of this, though, in a different fashion. Though her reaction, it was something that Legion found quite pleasing indeed. Dark smile forming on his face as she nuzzled into him, knowing that it wasn't something that was meant to be affectionate, but rather submissive. Something that caused him to give a low growl of delight, that sense of being dominant pleasing to him. At the same time though, he knew that it wasn't a one and done deal. There would be that continued need to hold her attention, hold her, affections. But Legion was more then up for the challenge. Grinning as his anger subsided, feeling her pull back as she felt that as well.

Legion listened to her explanation about how Patrick had beaten Nyx to drive her away, to keep her subdued. Legion wasn't quite sure what to make of the story. While he could definitely see Patrick doing something similar, judging from memories that he had, he wasn't so sure that was the whole story. Patrick didn't seem to think so either. Didn't seem to think that it was true, at least her rationale for it. But Legion nodded, accepting it as her version of the story, though there was prodding by Patrick to get Kazumi's side of the story though Legion was able to quiet that, convincing him that it would just be easier to get Nyx to give the whole story now, instead of constantly switching. The logic of it undeniable causing Patrick to concede his position.

As she explained the agreement that Kazumi and her had Legion pursed his lips nodding. Quite interesting indeed, and not all together a bad idea. He could see the logic and beauty of that. Something to consider he figured, but that was when the dust cleared and both him and Patrick were able to see the big picture he figured. When they both came to terms on how this new relationship worked, or could work. Though to be fair he wasn't sure how Patrick was going to react to all of this. Well, at least in the sense of letting him out from time to time. Although at present they seemed to have some kind of two head thing going on, with a little bit of that dominant, hidden one thing going on. Less of that differing personalities thing that Kazumi and Nyx seemed to him, though there were similarities. Or Legion could be totally off on his assumption of the woman's relationship, too early to tell really.

A pause as he stopped to think about it, a confused chuckle given as he tried to figure it out a little better, "What do ye have scheduled, "visitation times" or "exercise hour" or something?"

Or was it something more free form? Legion didn't quite know, and nor did Patrick, so they were quite eager to find out, joking aside...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

It was the truth as far as Nyx saw it, but then she was the one that had been strapped to that table and tortured...looked at so coldly and with so much hatred and despise. Of course she wasn't going to see it as him doing the "right" thing. Fucker tried to kill her! He was lucky she even entertained the idea of not throwing a monkey wrench into his and Kazumi's relationship. Not to mention the fact that Nyx had a bit of a naive personality as well, so sometimes her logic was very self centered. But then, being the demon that she was, it was hard for her to be anything but self centered. Just sort of came with the territory she supposed.

Not wanting to dwell too much on it, she would simply continue on with what she had to say, eventually falling silent as she allowed him to take it all in and ask what he would. Though when he did, she would furrow her brow slightly and even manage to allow her lower lip to jut out just slightly. Yes, in her own way, she was pouting, because something in the way he said that made it seem like he was making fun of her and that she did not like.

Still she would shake here head as she rolled onto her back, away from him just slightly, "No, it is more of a when its right, its right type thing. I mean, there are days where something will upset her too badly for no reason, or days where I feel more inclined to want to play for a bit...It is just a matter of listening to each other, to knowing each other." She shrugged and reached her hand up to softly play with a lock of her hair, twirling it about her fingers and smoothing it down over her chest, all the while her eyes cast up to the sky, barely able to see any stars through the smog created by the city around them.