Off the Deep End [Kaz]

[Cael Seran]

[ooc: This is from the position of Ezekial Seran]

It didn't very much matter, the rehab, people never truly changed in one way or another they were all slaves to their impulses and deep seated thoughts. Ezekial was truly no exception to that fact. Covered in moist muck from the rain and discharge from the sewage drains he'd used to mask his escape from the rehab facility the boy made a run to freedom. Wearing the uniform that was labeled by grey and white stripes short of being prison garb he'd stand out if he lingered too long in the open and opted rather to buckle down and sneak through empty back lots and alleys along his way home coming along the door and knocking rather panicked.

Hasty deep breaths would keep him there lingering on a bated breath. Clenching on his back molars he swiftly realized that if she knew he was here it'd only be moments before he was sent back to where he'd just escaped from and if she wasn't here.. then she simply abandoned him. A harsh fist into the door forming splinters in it's exterior before the boy bolted uncertain whether anyone cared to answer in his depart before he proceeded to objective two. He knew all too well that the Seran's wouldn't house him, it was their decision after all to have him go through this reprisal so that left really his only option. Full speed this time he'd come through Kazumi's back yard shimmying the handle on her back door and breaking in. The sloppy mess would take no consideration to anyone being there and instead proceed up the stairs and into a homely looking room.

A rancid smell and trembling shiver ran up his spine as the boy knew all too well about his interests to stay alive and stay out. He wouldn't linger here long, just long enough to get better, and hide away until he could move again. Stripping down the boy would throw himself into the shower to get the filth off hoping that in the long run Kazumi just wouldn't show up and he could be a ghost.

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She honestly didn't know what was up with her Mother anymore, nor did she know what was going on with Cael, or Patrick or anyone for that matter. Everyone being so damn difficult lately and proving to just piss her off more than anything else. Car pulling into the drive, she would stare at the house that was supposed to be her home with her husband....

Ugh...Asshole...

But he was sexy, that much was for sure. Her little promise to remain true to him being such a load of bullshit, though he didn't know that, and unlike his little red headed tart, he couldn't tell when she was being unfaithful...the thought alone making her snicker as she pulled the wedding ring out of her bag where it had been banished to weeks ago. If he wasn't going to act like a husband then like hell she was going to be the doting wife. A scoff at even the thought as she tossed the ring back into her bag and began to rummage about for her keys.

It was a day off from school, yet she had still chosen to take Ruth to that daycare she was so fond of. Oh, she loved the child in her own way, but today was one of those off days that Kaz seemed to be having a lot of lately, and so her affections waned...significantly so. Fingers wrapping about her house keys, she would jerk the hood of her jacket up over her head and bolt from the car...making a quick dash to the stairs that led up the porch to the front door.

Keys in the lock, it would not take her long to scurry inside, escaping the rain with just a minimal amount managing to dampen her raven locks. Releasing a rather heavy sigh, keys and bag were then deposited upon the table by the door and her jacket soon flung off and carelessly tossed upon the floor along with her shoes. Her mind playing over all the things she wished to achieve today, only to be stopped by a set of murky, nasty footprints that came from her kitchen and up her stairs...A brow arching slightly.

Slowly, a little growl would form in her throat as bare feet would slowly drag her upward toward the room the footprints led to. Not so much mad because somebody was in her home, but because now she had to have the carpets cleaned. Damnit.

The sound of the shower getting her eyes to narrow slightly, not entirely sure who was in there...though her best guess had to be Legion. Right? Everyone else stayed away from the crazy bitch. So she would plant her ass on the edge of the bed and wait....eyes locked upon that door and ready to rail his ass for daring to intrude in such away....before she fucked him of course. But that was beside the point. Her emotions so clouded and darkened at this point that any of the bonds she used to have to her family were murky and hazy, making it near impossible for her to determine anything about her brother's state of mind or where he was....So, for the most part...being a bit clueless in this moment.

[Cael Seran]

It'd be a particularly long shower as he'd been denied such things as warm water for what felt like decades. The institute he was precluded to was little more than a prison, orderlies positioned at your flanks each way you went shoving you where you needed to go, the only real down time was being locked in your room left to your own silence and insanity. It'd only been about a month really before Zeke began using his own blood to write on the walls. He'd give a sheepish look downwards to his nails all broken and etched in dried blood and dirt making sure to whip that away. A look cast in the glass seeing his darkened expression begin to glow. Soap cascading off his body would peel free the lingering dark marks of dirt and scum from his features to reveal the boy that lived their prior.

There was a difference though, this boy was no longer just a boy. A look in his eyes rather bleak and faded would take a mixture of the Seran and Katashi bloodlines and there would be a hindrance of madness in their bleak corners. Humanity was more or less lost, hope faded. Click. the shower stopping and body dripping with the glistening clean raindrops similar to those of the outside. Freeing himself from the contraption he'd wrap a towel around his waist and move out into the foray only to be stopped in his tracks. Slight shock on his face quickly bated away by a fierce stare. He was really hoping to avoid all of this.

[Kazumi O'Connor]

The look in her eyes did not fair much better than his own. Sure, she was denied the Seran bloodline that Ezekial shared, but her Father was no less sane a man and their mother definitely not the picture of mental health. Her own oceanic blue shades tinged with that madness which ran through their bloodlines...perhaps not to the depths of his own, but surely not fairing any better.

Arms folded over her chest, her tongue would toy with her fangs, the anticipation of who she thought to be her oh so devoted husband coming out getting her to her and causing her to shift about upon the bed. She couldn't sit still anymore...her agitation only made worse by the growing darkness that devoured the more sane parts of her mind. Yet sane or not, there was nothing that truly could have prepared her for what...or more so who...came through the door. The growl that had been rising in her throat cut off as she dropped her hands to her sides and watched her brother for a moment.

She had known where he was...though she hadn't gone to see him. Last she heard she wasn't allowed and though she knew she could probably force her way in, she didn't want to disrupt his life there. Having absolutely no clue what was happening there, just as her mother did not...or else the place would be burned to the ground overnight. Both women having a habit of setting buildings they disliked on fire....with the people still inside. "Ezekial..."

She spoke out in disbelief, noting the way his body looked and finding a mixture of desire and anger rising within her chest. She had been put through hell more than once, and knew the look all too well. The mirror of her own madness in his eyes clue enough that things had not been going well for him...yet the memory of that single night together forcing its way to the front of her brain...eating away at her..forcing her to her feet as she took a cautious step toward him.

Then, as soon as she was within distance enough to actually feel that connection to him rise up within her once more...and once she caught the scent of him filling the air...madness and desire overtook her and her small form would shove him into the wall only to force her lips firmly and roughly against his own. A low growl given as fingers worked their way into his damp locks, gripping tightly as she would raise her thigh to slowly brush it against his own. The desire she held for him no less strong than the last time she had seen him. If anything...only made worse by the insanity slowly eating away at her.

[Cael Seran]

Ezekial simply stared her down, it was like two animals meeting in the wild the first to back down was the first to ultimately die while the first to strike posed the obvious question of weakness of willpower. Through enfuried hues he glared in response not opening his mouth to speak a word. They both knew where he'd been but only he really understood the trauma of it all his escape being a testament to that as the Seran blood running through his veins grafted him with an uncanny patience to the obscure and even painful but it also gave him a knack for spitting in authority's face.

The moment she shifted however he was caught off guard thrust into a wall with her hips placed against him keeping the boy from making a move to escape or counter as lips locked in a passionate heat. It'd been so long since he'd felt touch, her touch, any touch. It was just like the drugs he'd been hooked on and while clean for just under a year the sudden floodgates broke down and he forced back locking lips slipping his tongue down her throat, running his hands up into her hair pulling her harder into him.

Aimless of words he'd turn her shifting his hips and pushing her up against the wall only to shift the balance of power as he made out with her there in a rather compromising position himself given the lack of anything more than a towel to really work with.

[Kazumi O'Connor]

His lips pressing back against her own as his fingers tangled within her hair drew a heated, muffled moan from her lips and into his own...Her body trembling at his touch as he shifted to push her back into the wall, pinning her there as he kissed her with as much fever and passion as she did him. Kaz hadn't really touched too many drugs since he had left...having felt abandoned by him even though she knew that he had to go...she had struggled to try and be...good. Though the thought was laughable now, at the time it had been all she could think about to try and get her mind off her brother's absence and her own need to escape the torture of her ongoing nightmare brought about by those monsters from their old school.

A sharp hiss given as her tongue met his own, forcing its way into his mouth with as much force as he did her own...fangs softly grazing his lip as well as her own...the copper taste of his blood mixed with the intoxicating and energy inducing taste of her own which was brought about by the Qi she now possessed, would draw another growl from her as her body shifted only to hop upward and wrap her legs tightly about his waist.

Hand splayed against his chest, she would grip tightly...nails biting against his flesh...hunger for him evident in every breath, every touch and every moan issued from her lips...She had touched others...quite a lot in fact...but nothing compared to the undeniable need she had for her half brother...the pull that drew her to him or the twisted logic in her mind which made this all okay and made him the center of her universe. Not having realized just how much the absence of his touch had truly weighed upon her...clawing at her insides and feeding her already increasing madness. Though all too aware of it now as that link she shared to him fired to life and burned through her to her very core.

[Cael Seran]

Feeling her legs hoist around his hips Zeke's weight would shift backwards into his heels stumbling a bit from the wall before falling back into the bed, her atop of him regardless this didn't shift the momentum or speed rather of which he was enjoying this endearing transaction. It'd been nearly a year since being with her or seeing her for that matter this was maddening. Drunken off of the heat from her breath as he exchanged kissed his hands would trail from her hair moving down to her rump giving a rough squeeze before pulling from her a brief second, the briefest of seconds to look at her through those fiery eyes now hinted with a golden exterior before slopping back into the frenzied kiss of heated passion.

Half-sister or not there were few who could compete with her on this level that applied even to his old teacher friend whom he considered hitting up at least in the corner of his mind for one last romp and go before he hit the road. A coo in the back of his throat ready to go as his body responded. It had been a year after all this was very hard to keep from heading in that direction.

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Her small body wrapped so tightly to his own, she would feel him fall back upon the bed, though it didn't bother her, not one bit. Nothing was breaking up the momentum of the moment, the heat that sparked between them with every touch and every kiss. Breath bated within her throat, she would give a hiss of pleasure as she felt his hand slide from her hair and grip her ass. Her own hand, still tangled within his blond locks would grip tightly as the other began to slide down along his chest.

As he pulled back, even for a fraction of a second, her eyes would open to meet his. Blue tinged with a solid ring of crimson as she would manage to growl ever so slightly before once more being jerked down against him and into another sloppy, heated kiss. Her moans coming in short and shaky bursts as she trembled and pressed down into him further...not able to get close enough, not able to feel enough of him....Her hips pressing downward...sliding against him as she broke from that kiss long enough to nip at his lower lip roughly, purring lightly as she did so in a needful and hungry fashion that she felt only he could ever truly understand from her.

All the while her hand slowly dragging a path downward from his chest...hot breath washing over his lips as her fangs grew and ached for the taste of him, something she normally could fight off but now was unable to..that need burning so deeply that she would jerk her head to the side and bury her teeth into his neck, rocking down against him once more as his blood flowed over her tongue and drew a heated moan of ecstasy from her and against his flesh.

[Cael Seran]

A victim once again as she buried her teeth into the side of his neck drawing blood. Zeke would hiss in response a rough heated moan trying to pull away and yet in the same instance knowing he was liable to lose a little more than he could afford to if he made it all too sudden so instead he lingered there entrapped by her grip and lingering his lips pressed to her cheek, teeth nibbling on her earlobe letting his tongue play against it slightly. "Mmm." He'd moan softly to her touch sure not to exactly lose himself just yet albeit the difficulty of keeping his composure given the timeline he'd been entrapped in. Hastily however he'd bite back into her neck given that she lingered long enough, it wasn't for the same intents and purposes but rather showing he wasn't quite ready to back down just yet.

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