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Kindred Passion

CHAPTER 12

Watching them enter their room, Achak resumed his seat and thought about everything that had happened. His mind drifted to the gentle child who had nestled so trustingly in his arms. With a flash of insight, he knew why she had come forward. This child was fated to die in the not too distant future, and he would be there to see it. Putting his head down, he wished there were a way to change what he had seen.

There was a quiet tap on the door, and rising to answer it, Achak found Mairead standing there. Motioning her to enter, he returned to his seat. Mairead watched him with narrowed eyes. "I came to see how Seanna's doing, but it looks like you need me more. What's bothering you Achak? Is it Seanna?" He smiled wearily, "No Healer, Seanna is fine. She had two spells. The first with Harry and his friends and the second, just a few minutes ago." He looked down, "She's not going to need me long, already she's learning pain control." Mairead sat next to him, "Are you afraid when she no longer needs your help, she'll forget you? If you are, don't even go there. Seanna would never forget her friends." She stared at him, "No, there's something else wrong. Want to talk about it?"

With a deep sigh, Achak began. "Among Harry's friends tonight was a young girl. She went out of her way to make me feel wanted. There was something about this child that drew my attention. Tonight, after Seanna went to bed, I had a vision." He looked at Mairead, his eyes full of pain. "She's going to die. This beautiful, loving child is going to die at the hands of a schoolmate." Mairead asked quietly, "Achak, what drew you to her." He answered, "Everything. She introduced herself and took my hand. She leaned up against me, with no fear. She even brought me a cup, after Harry had explained things to her. Dear Havens, Mairead, I nearly gave her the pendant right there in front of all her friends."

Mairead sat, contemplating the man in front of her. Finally, she said, "Think on this. Would you offer her the "embrace' if she were at the point of death?" He responded, "Not unless she was aware of what it means. And what would her family say?" "Perhaps then, we should teach these younglings about the options, but only the ones capable of truly understanding what it means. Let me talk with Miles and Sibeal. We'll see what we can do." She rose, "Pleasant rest, Achak." He sighed, "Pleasant rest to you also, Mairead."

Turning out the lights, Achak went to his room. Sitting on the bed, his head resting in his hands, he wondered why he felt so strongly about this child. A hand touched his should. Looking up, he met Tariq's gaze. "There's something very wrong. I've felt it since just after I went to bed. Achak, what is it?" Closing his eyes, he asked, "Tariq have you ever had a prescient vision or dream?" The young Seif al Nu'man replied, "Yes, a few times. Why?" "I had a vision after you went to bed." Achak went to the window, "One of the children with Seanna earlier is going to die soon." Walking up to the Nosferatu, Tariq asked him, "It's that little redhead. The one Seanna told me had attached herself to you, isn't it?" Achak shuddered, "Please don't tell Seanna. What makes it hard is that I see how she dies, and I see who strikes the fatal blow but I can do nothing to stop it."

Tariq put his arm around the elder Vampyre, "Seanna knows. She woke a little while ago, dreaming of Ginny. She and Muirinn are discussing the possibility of these young people being taught about the option of the "embrace'. Achak looked at the younger man, "Mairead was talking about the same thing." Tariq nodded, "Well, whatever the three of them are thinking about might make a difference to Ginny," he stared at Achak, "And to you. Come my friend." Gently leading the Nosferatu toward the bed. Helping him undress, Tariq placed a blanket over Achak, "Look in my eyes." As Achak stared into the grey eyes, he heard a quiet voice whisper, "Sleep'.

Tariq glanced at Seanna in the doorway. "This is going to be rough on him," She told her lover. "He loves her, but because of her age, he will keep denying it." Walking back to their room, Tariq asked, "Seanna, what did you see?" "Habib, I saw two possible futures. One involving the "embrace', and the second, that she lives." She looked at Tariq, "And in about three years, offers him the gift of her innocence." Tariq was stunned, "Seanna, you're saying that in either dream, Ginny will be with Achak." She smiled, "Yes, Habib. One way or another, Achak is the one destined to be there for Ginny. That's why these young people need to know about the "embrace'." He frowned, "In simple terms, Seanna, you intend to teach our secrets to children." "Not children, Habib, young adults who will need to be able to make these choices, or to be able to let a loved one choose death or immortality. Habib, if these youngsters are aware, and the day comes, Harry and her brothers will have the strength and knowledge to let Ginny choose."

Tariq frowned, "You sound as if you know what she will choose?" "I do, Habib, because in her place, I would make the same choice. To be with the man I love." "Seanna, she's 16." "Tariq, she may be 16, but in her beats the heart of a woman. And from that first handclasp, I was keenly aware that she had given it to Achak, although I didn't tell him that. Habib, whether as a Vampyre or as a woman, Ginny WILL be with Achak." "You said you would choose to be embraced." She gave him a loving kiss, "If I were at that point, choosing between death and the embrace," she looked deep in his eyes, "I would want you to embrace me, to allow our love to live beyond my mortality."

As soon as Seanna was settled in her flat, Muirinn and Sirius returned to the Marauder's cottage, and walked down to the pond. Muirinn asked him, "Did you know "your' son was that nosy?" Siriusabbeabbed at her, "He's your son too, so I can't take all the blame," he laughed lightly. "Oh, Sirius," Muirinn said, leaning her head against him. "When I saw those pictures, I thought you loved her and had just been having a holiday romance with me." Sirius groaned, "Muirinn, dear heart, please don't cry. There was a dance, but I had no intentions of doing anything. She came up and offered me some punch. I don't remember much more than that. I would have killed myself before willingly hurting you." Tears ran down his cheeks from the remembrance of the pain he had caused.

Enfolding him in her arms, they stood locked in an embrace. Muirinn said at last, "The past has claimed enough tears and talk. It's time to enter the future, our future, Sirius. I have spent many long, lonely years without your love, and I don't intend to go without ever again." Smiling through his tears, Padfoot took her by the hand, "Let's go back to the cottage. It's much more comfortable there." Walking quickly back to the house, their first stop was the kitchen, where they found some simple snacks. Sitting at the table, they began to eat in companionable silence. Watching him from across the table, Muirinn simply could not wait any longer to experience his loving. Moving to his side, she stroked his hair, and whispered, "Sirius." Reaching out, he brought her closer to him, lifting her onto his lap.

Tipping her head, he kissed her ever so gently, enjoying the feel of her lips under his. His hand caressed her throat, and she moaned as she opened to him, allowing Sirius to taste her more fully. Muirinn's hands came up and began to undo the buttons on his shirt. Taking her hands, he whispered, "No, Sibeal. Let me show you. Worship you." Continuing to experience the softness of her mouth, he slowly released the buttons of her blouse. As he removed it, he glanced down, "I swear, you become more beautiful each time I look at you." Lifting her onto the table, he nuzzled between her breasts, "Mmmm, I love your scent. I'll never get enough of your own sweet fragrance." As he took one hardened peak into his mouth, Muirinn stiffened, and cried out. Gazing up into her dazed eyes, he smiled. "How did you do that, Sirius?" Erin asked tremulously. "All you've done is kiss me, yet you made me come." "Darling, that's just the beginning. We've got all the rest of the day and the night."

Still trembling in reaction, she pleaded, "Sirius, please make love to me, I need you so much." Lifting her in his arms, Sirius made his way to the bedroom where he laid her on the bed. Gazing at her, his eyes darkened with passion. Taking a seat on the bed, he began to pull off his boots. One came off easily, however, he was having trouble with the second. He couldn't concentrate. Muirinn had her hands under his shirt and was writing naughty things on his skin with her fingertip. Finally, he wrenched the boot off, and stood to remove his jeans. As the zipper came down, Muirinn's eyes lit up, "Oh boy. Fun time." Sirius started to laugh, "Fun time is it, you little witch. Let's see just how much fun," He leapt onto the bed, knocking her backward.

Taking her bra, he wrapped it around her wrists. "How do you like that, sweetface?" He leered at her, "What do I see now? Oh yes, some pretty little nipples that need some attention. But first, let's not let these beautiful hands get in the way." With a bit of magic, he pinned her tied hands to the headboard. That brought her breasts closer to him. Tweaking the peaks with his fingers, he heard Muirinn let out another moan. Leaning over her, he nibbled at the peaks, enjoying the way she tossed her head in reaction to his mouth on her. "Damn you Sirius Onoir Black, you know that's not what I want. You're just teasing me." He frowned, "That's not what you want? Damn! Guess I'll have to try again." Lying beside her, he slipped a fingertip under the waistband of her jeans, stroking the soft skin underneath. "How am I doing? Am I getting any closer to what you want?" "Sirius Black, I swear by all I hold dear, that you will pay for this. You'll suffer as I have never made anyone suffer before." He chuckled, "Seems I'm getting closer." Freeing the snap, he very, very slowly lowered the zipper. "What's this, a leopard print thong? Mmm, I've just got to see what this looks like from the back." Turning her, he let out a wolf whistle. "Wow! That's some pair of cheeks." She snarled, "You're getting deeper on my shit list." Letting her lie back, he grinned, "That's ok. I can handle it. Now, where were we? Oh yes," slipping fingers under the thong, he twirled her curls, driving her desire even higher. Brushing his hand over the thong, he slid two fingers into the opening that waited for him. Working them in and out, he felt her tighten around them in climax.

Near tears, Muirinn asked, "Why won't you make love to me? I need to feel you, the real you, deep inside. That's what I want to fulfill me." Easing the thong off her, Sirius said, "Open to me, dear heart. I want to be there as much as you do." Parting her legs, Muirinn gasped as Sirius entered her, "Yes. That feels so good, but I wish I could touch you, too." Releasing her hands, Sirius withdrew and plunged deep into her welcoming warmth, driving Muirinn to another climax. Her contractions brought on his release as well. Not content to let her recover, Sirius flipped her over onto her hands and knees, entering her from behind. In this way, he could go deeper. As he thrust into her, his hands were caressing the cheeks of her butt. Muirinn was coming again. Tempted to try an idea the young Seif al Nu'man had given him, Sirius said, "Tell me if you want me to stop." Gathering some of her juices, he thrust a couple of fingers into her rectum. As she collapsed with a massive climax, Sirius came with her.

Lying there, allowing their bodies to cool, Muirinn, gasping for air, asked, "Was that what you two guys were talking about?" Sirius responded, just as out of breath, "Seanna and Tariq have a very vivid imagination. He said they've tried things that have even scared him." She chuckled, "I can see why." His voice caressed her, "Come here sweetheart, I want to hold you while we sleep."

Later that night, Muirinn was awakened by a voice in her head, "Sibeal.' "Seanna? What's wrong? Harry?' "No, Harry's fine. Sibeal, have you ever considered teaching young people about the embrace?' "Not really, why?' "Achak had a vision. One of the teens that gathered at my place tonight is going to die and he's all torn up about it. The funny thing is, I had a couple of dreams about the same kid. In one, she is offered the embrace. In the other, she faces Achak in a few years, offering him her innocence.' "WHAT?' "Yeah.' "Do I know this girl?' Yes, its Ginny Weasley.' "Oh dear Heaven.' "Sibeal, this is a love at first sight kind of thing. I don't say teach it to everyone. Just a select few that can handle the responsibilities it entails.' "Ok, Seanna, I'll talk to Mairead and Miles to see if this is something that we can do.' "Thanks Sibeal, and tell Sirius I'm sorry for interrupting.' "No problem, he's sound asleep.'
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