Lettie was too distracted by their love making to concern herself with things like how inadvisable it was to thread her fingers through a vampire's hair while he suckled her neck. Or to wonder as to where the phantom touch that brushed her cheek had come from. Nell knew Aegir was the only one close enough to have done it but she wasn't saying anything. She was just enjoying the fantasy of being Lettie and making love to her blue-eyed Spaniard. Later she'd wake up from this dream and remember how much she owed Aegir for it. She owed him a great deal for such a beautiful fantasy.

Lettie wasn't aware of any of these thoughts though. She was too pleased by the sweet sounds that escaped Rico's mouth as he savored her. Hearing the prove of his arousal was almost more erotic than making those sounds herself. It thrilled her and drove her mad with desire. She was nearing climax now but she made a conscious effort to control herself so she wouldn't cum too soon.

Aegir could read subconscious thoughts as readily as conscious ones though he had been touched by the ones Nell had at the time. It pleased him as he delighted in willing servants, he could control the mind easily enough but convincing someone to do something or making them want to do something was alwys far more rewarding to him. He particularly delighted in being revered and how easier to accomplish that by being the polar opposite of most beings, the match light in a sea of darkness.

But Nell could not offere him what he cold not accomplish in time so the only thing he could have considered that he was teaching her, molding her to serve as his thrall one day. Perhaps but for now he retracted that touch and reserved himself to guide the images in her mind directing this little fantasy.

Rico's mouth danced against her neck, his tongue wiggling up against her throat and at first she had mistaken this for sexual play until she could feel his teeth pressing against her neck, though they did not pierce her skin as he pulled back almost as soon as they touched her. A look of shame etched across his features for a moment, then melted away.

All the while though he had never slowed down, still pumping away at her.

“Forgive me, I nearly lost myself in the moment.” But he delighted in this too much to pull away from her completely as his hands reached bown to her breasts, pushed them together then licked one of her nipples then the other.

He was quaking atop her then, a second later there was a surge of his own essence flowing into her causing him to bite on his lower lip to stifle the groan that coursed out of his lungs then.

It was probably a good thing that Nell was Lettie right now and that neither of them could write minds. Both women would have had some serious objections to Aegir's current line of thinking. But as it was, they were both to involved in the fantasy he'd constructed to be worried about what he was planning for the future.

Rico's thrusts and kisses were all that concerned Lettie at the moment. She was drawing so close now that she didn't even suspect the momentary danger she had been in until the vampire pulled away from her neck looking somewhat guilty. She didn't immediately understand why he was apologizing but when his meaning finally dawned on her she didn't find herself feeling overly concerned. Of course, the fact that he had not ceased the delightful motion of his hips might have had something to do with it. Her body was too caught up in the ecstasy of their love making to fear what he might have done to her.

She shook her head and brushed his cheek with her hand, a gesture reminiscent of the phantom touch she'd felt earlier. "I trust you, Rico." And to her utter astonishment, she did. Regardless of the circumstances of their meetings and the dubiousness nature of his seductions, she somehow trusted him, felt safe with him even though logic and reason told her she shouldn't. Maybe she was just a reckless person... She had been a thief, after all.

Rico was making her feel very reckless at the moment. His hand kneaded her breasts and his head dipped down again to tease one of her nibbles. Then she felt a warning tremor and suddenly he exploded within her. Her own saved up orgasm hit a second later and she cried out, probably too loudly... Hopefully, Rico had locked the door. That way if Bill came the door would stall him while she thought up a good excuse for her exclamation.

Aegir's thoughts may have given her pause though some of them were without reason, knowing what he did know, knowing that she could never go back to life as she knew it. Of course his thoughts were all jumbled at the moment as he tried to make sense of it all.

But with his multifaceted mind he was able to think more on it and direct the illusion that was going through her mind at the same time. He fully intended to explain some things to her in time and he had even elluded to some though he had yet to tell her of some of the possibilities. A slave or member of the ADD, he tried to imagine her as a member and a part of his mind realized that she would do well enough but probably get in over her head trying to get vengeance against certain individuals. And if she were a slave, would she rather have someone else her master? He considered this as he continued the fantasy realizing that she trusted the vampire as he pulled back.

Rico was gazing down into her eyes as he gripped her hips thrusting even quicker. He did not trust himself with her neck and thus did not go back to it, He was not going to apologize to her though he watched her eyes with his own as their bodies continued to join together with full thrusts.

But he soon ruptured, filling her though it was a moment later she was collapsing around him causing him to close his eyes as he shuddered against her as he felt her flowing into her then halting as he found himself flowing into the core of her body,

He groaned, his eyes opening and she could tell that her words had meant a lot to him as he reached up to pat her on the cheek. "Thank you." He had needed that more than she would know, caught up by his desires for hours now seeing what they had started. He was eager for more of course but for the time being needed a small break to recover.

Bill had not arrived with her cry indicating he was asleep, indisposed or dead ... no she had trusted Rico and realized that if Bill was dead then there would be no reason for him to have closed the door.

Reaching back he peeled her legs from his back, kissed her on her full lips and withdrw his sensitive member fore her with a gasp. He laid at her side, smiled and laid on his side so he could dote on her,

"That was divinine, better than I could have ever hoped."

Lettie was left in breathless ecstasy as the last pangs of orgasm slowly ebbed away leaving her feeling immensely satisfied. "Mmm... Yes, I'd have to agree. It was everything I'd hoped for in more." She mused that she should probably feel more guilty for indulging in such delicious wickedness when there was still a killer on the loose but she felt nothing of the kind. She'd given all the assistance she could on that matter and did not regret letting Rico tempt her into bed with him. Quite the contrary, actually, she was eager for more. "Bill must have gone to bed already..." She should offhandedly. "We probably needn't be so restrained the next time."

"Bill is alright asleep, " Rico mused as her no wonder why he seemed so relaxed. He loved public buildings like this since he did not need to acquire an invitation to get inside one though as he laid by her side his hand casually danced against her chest, his fingers softly and slowly stroking against her as he gazed upon her. He so much desired her, so much wanted to have her as long as she would receive him. But a deal was a deal and he realized that they both could use the moment to recover a little.

"Alright, I said that I would explain Aegir a little so here goes. The professor, Moriarty, created a drug that hampers memories that he called the Aegir drug. He was suppose to use it on Holmes to make him forget he was a detective and thus take him out of the picture so Sebastain tested it on you but found that your memory returned too fast, well seemed to be anyway.

"The drug wasn't permanent of course but was too emphereal for the professor's taste so they had Stephanie lure him away by checking into the lost vault of the Harpers, he falsified information to pass upon to her though he had no way of knowing that some of the information she had could reveal that you weren't a real arper and had the detective been here he may have found out about you, investigated and found that you were Sebastain's sister and since he is the left hand of Moriarity it would not be long at al before he determined that the professor was behind this and he began to stop him. So in short you were used as an experiment to see how effective the drug would be."

Lettie liked being pet and doted on. She could have been content to lay there and enjoy Rico's sweet attentions but then he began to speak. She has almost forgotten about the answers he'd promised her before they'd ended up on the bed together but now that the story was coming out she couldn't help but frown. "I apparently was not blessed in the caring brother department."

She sighed heavily and brought her hands up to rub her face. "Still, it is a relief to know my memories will return in time... I think." A part of her wasn't sure remembering was a good thing. What if it changed her? She rolled onto her side to meet Rico's gaze. "You met me before I lost my memories, right? Was I an awful person like my brother? I know I wasn't saint but I hope at least that I wasn't a heartless murderer too."

"Met you, well not exactly." He admitted to her. "I've seen you from afar a lot with Sebastain. I was following your brother trying to prevent him and the professor from obtaining their goal. Occasionally I would see you and while I did not get to interact with you then I must profess to learning some information about such an alluring woman.

"You're right, you weren't a saint but not a murderer. No, a thief, a con artist, a charalatan at best. Nothing as crass as being involved with anything more than swindling the occassional person out of their money. A before you ask it was always against those that could afford a loss not those that would be ruined by one either."

Lettie raised her eyebrow at his admission that he hadn't actually met before that time at the ball. "Surely, we must have met once. Sebastain said..." She pause to consider what exactly her brother had said before. He'd referred to Rico as her "boyfriend" but that had been just after seeing her at the Masked Ball with him. She frowned slightly an amended what she had been about to say. "He said you tried to interfere with Stephanie earlier. The way he'd said it seemed to imply that he'd met you before at the very least."

She sighed heavily and rolled back onto her back. "Oh well, I suppose it doesn't really matter. It is enough to know that I wasn't involved in the murders. The thief part I suppose I can live with... I still don't no why my brother dragged me into all this. I was clearly a pawn in the game but to what end? If I was just a test subject for their drug then why did Sebastain give me that assignment at the ball? Didn't he know my memory was gone by then or did he already think the drug had failed at that point?"

She realized she was rambling and shook her head before turning her gaze back to Rico. "Oh, I don't expect you to know the answer to all those questions. Sebastain is probably the only one who could answer them not that I intend to ask him if I see him again. Do you think the police will be able to stop him?" That guilt she hadn't been feeling earlier was starting to rear its ugly head now. It was true that there was probably nothing she could do to stop her brother but she was lying in bed with possibly the only man who could. Should she be trying to convince him to leave and go help the police? She didn't want him to leave her but her brother had to be stopped. Was she being selfish detaining Rico here?

Rico had waited for her to finish her questions and consider those things that did not seem to make much sense. He figured that he knew the likely answers to most of the questions by process of elimination and simple deduction. Of course he had more information than she did so guessing at them had been easier.

"No, the police cannot stop him, at best they can slow him down as they did earlier. At least, the police cannot hope to stop him by conventional means. He was injured for sure but he has nearly completed the transformation, there is the blood he is being denied and Helena's of course. But he is nearly at the point of undeath, he will regenerate from his wounds and won't be truly killed by conventional weapons but he still needs to regenerate from his wounds and thus will be in limbo tonight recovering."

Rico gazed at her, nodded and continued on. He turned onto his side, propping his head up with a hand and gazing at her as he trailed a lone finger up and down her chest. "You're right, I have met Sebastain before. I have tried to stop him on several occassions now, if he were to succeed, if Moriarty does, the scene in London is likely to be well, unbearable. Too much attention will be drawn to the city as they feet and knowing Moriarty he is likely to spawn to increase his sphere of influence. Thus stopping him now is more reasonable than later, I have sort of grown fond of this city though if they bring attention to it then I will have to leave before the hunters arrive, and they will.

"I can only speculate that your brother had thought that you had recovered. I was late getting too the scene of the crime where Stephanie was killed and saw both you and he there that night but he fled when the police arrived on the scene. At that stage he was unaware of the changes already made within him.

"I suppose because he saw you there that he suspected the drug to have already ran it's course, hence the assignment he gave you at the ball. To stop your brother means stoppping Moriarty as well in some fashion, I'm guessing he wanted you to remove some evidence with Holmes. I'm unsure that was the reason he sent you to Baker's Street. I was watching nearby, watching for your brother or Moriarity himself but neither showed and thus I concluded that your brother trusted you to accomplish the task."

"So, you think Helen will be safe for tonight?" Lettie asked, worried again. "Because my brother is injured and needs to take time recovering from his wounds..." Lettie wondered if it would not be better for them to be out hunting her brother now while he was weak and resting but how would they find him. Maybe if she'd had the benefit of her memories she would have some clue as to where her brother have gone to hide but without them she wasn't even sure where to start looking. "Would you be able to track him down? Should we..."

She hesitated again. She'd just had two harrowing days wrought with pain and terror, and a little pleasure too, but now she was exhausted. She didn't want to go out hunting the dark, cold streets of London for her half-vampire brother. The brother who'd used her as a guinea pig for a mind altering drug, murdered six innocent women and drank their blood. He'd already attacked her once tonight and that was before discovering she betrayed him to the police. Sure, he needed to be stopped but did it have to be tonight? Couldn't she just stay here tonight where she was safe... Or as safe as one could be lying in bed with a devious man fondling her breast.

Not that she minded that, she just couldn't really call Rico a "safe" alternative to her brother. He was a 100% vampire, after all. He hadn't hurt her but he was clearly a little obsessed with her. Making love to him, it seemed, had not curbed his desire for her very much. There was another question she'd have to ask him soon, one that had little to do with her brother, but one she hesitated to ask. Partly because she was afraid of what he would say and partly because she wasn't sure what she wanted him to say.

She shook her head and slid closer to Rico and then asked a different question. "Can it wait?" She traced her own finger along the contours of his bare chest. "My brother needs to be stopped but can it wait one more night? I know it is selfish but... I'm just don't think I can manage another struggle tonight. Can we just stay here and enjoy this night and worry about Sebastian tomorrow?" She looked into his eyes and hoped he understood all the unasked question in that last one.

Rico had listened to her words and in truth he was hoping that she wouldn't want to be so urgent to get back to matters. He may not have known her question that was looming on her mind for he was not psychic (though Aegir was and knew he liked keeping his illusions as believable as possible). He nodded slowly as she pressed closer to him showing her hidden desire in not hurrying to do this. Not that he could blame her giving the circumstances behind all this, she obviously needed some time to think things through and he answered her.

"I have looked for your brother's hideout for weeks now and have not turned it up. I have come across him a few times because I know who he's after. He will be healing all of tonight and tomorrow until the night at least, an if he ventures out he may not be at one hundred percent.

"I do know where Helena is hiding out after Stephanie's demise. She's a bit paranoid with all these Harper women being killed and doesn't want to suffer the same fate. She's hiding out at the docks and I have no doubt that Moriarity will be there as well, she is the last that he needs after all and since he has the blood of the previous victims he might simply do it all in one fell swoop.

"But that is a rather long answer to your question, no, we do not have to do anything tonight. Nothing that you do not wish to do anyway."

He was kissing her lips then as he was rolling her onto her back as he moved atop her again. "Nothing at all."

Lettie smiles once it was clear that Rico had not lost her meaning and returned his kiss with relish. She then put one hand of his chest and pushed him back as she rose with him until they were both sitting upright on the bed. "I suppose there is still something I'd like to do tonight." As she spoke her other hand slide down between them and found his handle and began to stroke him back to full hardness. "I think this time we can afford to be a bit more... indulgent." She leaned in until her lips were pressed against his ear and whispered seductively. "You were very generous with me before. I'd like to be generous with you as well."

His hands fell to her shoulders though he shivered as her fingers swept down and fell to him. She ran against the length of his body and it took little time for him to swell up given her luscious words, an aroused groan spilled from his lips at the friction generated by her hand then his eyes slowly opened.

Rico's fingers gently pressed into her skin, he nodded and bestowed a smile upon his lips.

"I think I would enjoy that." He anticipated her movements though his hands drifted down to her breasts, caressing them with the barest of touches upon her skin.

"I should hope so..." She whispered again as she continued to stroke him. She nibbled his ear lightly and moaned lightly as his hands brushed her breasts. "Any requests before we get started or..." She released her grip on his rod and began lightly tracing her outline of the head with her fingers before applying a touch of pleasure to the tip with her thumb. "Should I just experiment?"

(Realized that I never really asked what your likes and dislikes were. Anything I should know before proceeding?)