The night was surprisingly cool which felt wonderful after yet another day of heat. Vixa sat quietly outside on the terrace, the double doors stood wide open behind her. A soft breeze blew golden brown strands from her face. A thin, almost transparent black satin robe fell loosely from her shoulders. Liquid blues gazed calmly over the city. She leaned forward slightly, just enough to cross her arms over the edge of the railing, resting comfortably against it.

Off in her own little trance, she was oblivious to the quiet footsteps inside. Raziel had returned and moved around quietly as he saw her out on the terrace. He had just made a quick trip to Rhydin, and so he was in one of those odd giddy-type of moods which were actually rather amusing. He set his weapon down against the wall as he always did and peeled off his shirt, dropping it over the back of a chair. He walked quietly in the direction of the terrace but stopped for a moment at the doorway, a smirk touching his lips. The black leather of his pants whispered softly as he walked towards her. He pulled down the collar of her robe slightly, just enough to expose her shoulder. He kissed it softly and glanced to her. All this done in a matter of seconds. Vixa gasped softly and glanced back, relaxing and smirking quietly as she saw him.

"My dear..." He said quietly and took her by the hands, pulling her up gently. She went willingly, glancing to him curiously. Raziel only smirked quietly and pulled her closer.

"Someone's in a good mood." She chuckled softly, glancing up to him. Crystal blues meeting the bright liquid greens of his gaze. Someone had also just gotten himself some dinner. It had been nearly a week and a half since he'd gone to Rhydin, which was fairly strange but she hadn't questioned it.

"Mhm." He slowly turned with her and leaned back against the railing. His arms slipped around her, one hand gently resting against the side of her neck. She tilted her head slightly, curiously. What had gotten into him? Her lips parted as she was about to say something, but he cut her off that same instant with a tender kiss. She returned it softly, her own hands traveling up his body. One rested lightly against his chest while the other hooked loosely around his neck. He pulled her closer still, holding her tightly against himself. The kiss was continued with soft passion. Vixa was the one to pull back slightly after a few moments, exhaling quietly. She met his gaze quietly, a tiny smirk playing on her lips. Cool digits slowly brushed over her shoulders, the thin robe fell down to her mid back. She let her arms hang for a second, all it took for it to fall to the floor.

"Oops..." He whispered quietly against the warm flesh of her throat. She stifled a chuckle and tilted her head back, hands snaking back up to rest against him. Sharpened claws were run down his chest, lightly enough not to break skin but enough to get the response she wanted. This was exactly what she got as a sudden shiver made it's way down his spine. She smirked quietly and brought those claws lightly down the length of his back. He shuddered against her body and stepped forward, forcing her to step back and fall back onto the chair she had just previously been in. He dropped down before her, brushing his lips over the side of a tender breast, kissing the silky flesh there. She gasped quietly, falling down into the chair. It was her turn to tremble softly. She brought her legs up, brushing teasingly against his sides then wrapped them around his waist, forcing him closer to her still. His breath tickled her flesh softly as he exhaled against her. His lips fell around a hardened nipple. This brought about yet another gasp from her. He ran his tongue over her nipple slowly, then gently suckled upon it. Vixa held onto him closely, those claws of hers softly pricking into his upper back.

In the time span of but a few seconds, his lips had traveled southward now kissing dangerously low beyond her navel. Vixa fought to keep her breath slow and even but it was becoming hard to accomplish such task. Mischievous greens glanced up to her as he softly kissed her thigh, slowly moving around to kiss her inner thigh. She let out a shaky breath, her gentle trembling becoming nearly constant under such treatment. No longer was there any logic, she just allowed liquid blues to drift close. Raziel kissed her inner thigh once again, sharp canines gently pricked tender flesh. Vixa was unable to stifle the quiet cry that escaped her lips, she shook visibly. The brief sharp pain of his bite mixing with the extreme pleasured sensation of it. She felt his tongue slowly run along the small wound that had been left behind, picking up the few droplets of blood that flowed down her thigh. Another cry was emitted from her as his tongue slowly ran over her womanhood. He gently suckled upon her clit for a moment, her reactions completely amusing him. She crossed her legs slightly tighter around him. A very adventurous tongue slowly slipped within her, sending a new burst of shivers through her body. He slid his tongue out then back within her, encircling around the length of her. Vixa gasped and whimpered quietly as his pleasuring touch sparked every one of her senses. It took but a few minutes of continued treatment to set those senses aflame, wanting to burst. She arced her back slightly, grasping onto him tightly as her muscles contracted in climax. She let out a final cry of pleasure and leaned back against the chair, her breath coming quickly, ragged. Raziel slowly kissed his way back up her chest and looked to her quietly, an amused smirk touching his lips. She looked to him and loosed a shaky breath.

"I take it you liked that..." He whispered softly by hear ear. She could only nod. He grinned and slipped his arms around her and stood, carrying her back inside. She blinked, holding onto him.

"What are you doing?"

"Shh... " He glanced to her and walked toward the large fountain on the side of the room. He slowly eased her down into the cool water. She shivered slightly at the contrast of the water against the warmth of her skin. Her gaze followed him quietly as he lit up a few candles that surrounded the fountain. Black leather fell to the floor as he undressed himself and slipped into the fountain beside her. The room was filled with shadows as their only light was the candles he had just lit up. She laughed quietly as he slowly crawled over her. He pressed his lips to hers, deeply, passionately. Her arms found their way back around him. His hands rested lightly against her sides. Vixa then pressed her own lips to his throat. He tilted his head back, exhaling deeply, a soft shiver running down his back. She playfully nipped at his neck. He gasped sharply but said nothing. She smirked quietly, claws making their usual trip down his back which she knew drove him mad. He shuddered and pressed his own lips to her throat. Kissing her none too gently with burning passion. She let out a soft breath and slowly ran her tongue over his earlobe, softly whispering. "Take me..." He brushed one hand down her side, resting softly but firmly against her thigh. She trembled against his body as he shifted slightly. Their lips met once again in a passionate kiss and he gently slid into her. Vixa flinched slightly but that second of pain was soon replaced by burning passion of the moment. Tiny droplets of blood ran down his sides to slightly taint the water as without even realizing it, she had dug her claws into his upper back. Raziel groaned softly and slowly met her hips with a deep thrust. This night was slowly turning into yet another night of wild passion, which neither of them minded one bit.

The coolness of the water felt absolutely wonderful against the flaming heat of their bodies. Vixa dragged her claws extremely slowly down his sides, with each time he shuddered violently. More liquid crimson was spilled. He leaned down to kiss her deeply, roughly almost. The kiss was returned and she met his hips with one of her own thrusts which got yet another soft cry from him. She held onto him tightly for the next couple of minutes as she felt both their bodies quickly reaching their point of climax. It tore through her body violently even though he held her closely. She bit her lip against a loud cry of pleasure. His own climax came next, if not nearly at that same instant. He dropped his head back, damp raven strands falling over his flickering gaze. His lips parted but no sound came out only a half choked breath. He thrust one last time before withdrawing from her.

"What... has gotten into you?" She whispered quietly after a few moments. He glanced to her quietly, exhaling softly and leaned in, kissing her lips softly.

"I don't know, but I didn't hear any complains before." He smirked slightly.

She grinned and shook her head. "That's because I have none."

"Good." He said softly and fell back against the side of the fountain, wincing slightly as those newly opened wounds rubbed against the side. Vixa proceeded to wash off the blood from her hands, but he stopped her by taking her hand in his own. He leaned in slowly, his gaze trained on her own. He brought her hand to his lips and softly kissed a finger, slowly licking the blood from it. She just watched him quietly and blinked. When he released her hand she finished washing it off and lay back against him. Exhaling softly in exhaustion.