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Alister's lip curled lightly, watching Aria from above her as they laid upon her bed. His hands slowly slipping further out on the soft bedding as his crimson eyes gazed mesmerizingly into hers. The darkness just laying over them like a veil in the bedroom, feeling the warm touch of her palm as he rested his cheek gently against her wonderous caress. "Well... It's a long one, one wich stretches far into the past.. And I'm not sure how long will branch further. But perhaps it'll end on a good note.." He smirked lightly at his response. His dark hairs cascading from Aria's fingers easily with each brush.

"To perhaps start... I was born many many years ago... A nine-hundred and fifty-seven years ago.." His head leaned slowly closer, merely inches from one another as he gently slid a hand downwards to her neck once more, brushing over the soft skin. His hand then slowly brushing upwards to cup Aria's cheek ever tenderly, guiding her slightly to the side while he tilted in slowly to peck carefully against her chin. "It wasn't untill... a good thirty years after that, that I became what I am today."
Alister swallowed deeply with another creeping urge forming within his un-beating soul, an instinctive smirk slowly twisting onto his lip as his attenative gaze remains affixed on her eyes. Soon enough his view lowers down onto the sweet allure of her neck, the tender flesh he had once bitten and savoured before. Only one reminder was enough to remember the addictive smell, taste and everything it was. The tempatation of regaining his vigor and energy, his overwhelming power that he once proudly lashed out in past times of his prime. But the older he gets, the more powerful he gets either way, but being depraved of the sweet tonic that drives him has clearly worn him into a mere shell.

"You're ever so kind, Aria. Ever so sweet, the gesture will be appreciated for ages to come, surely." The ever akward smile creeps forth like a frozen lake lazily melting away. "It warms me to know that we're friends, Aria.. But we barely know one another, surely time will correct that as well." The smile continued, though rusty as it was.

His other hand gently reached upwards to grasp Aria's shoulder, while his other gently sweeps down to her other. His fingers firmly clenching around her once more, slowly guiding her down onto the bed as he slowly leans himself slowly over her femenine form. He breathed deeply, though he didn't need to breathe at all. His gaze lingering upon her's as he nearly laid ontop of her on the bed. "There's plenty of things I want to tell you... My experiences, my un-life and other of my kin."
Hehe, it's nothing to be sorry for! It happens ;3 I've had a bit of hesitance myself recently, but it's always good to have a response, large or not. :)
Alister smirked ever lightly, watching Aria in the dark. His eyes slowly wandering down over her neck, a pleasant thought of her sweet taste ran through his mind, addicting it was. He swallowed lightly, parting his lips slightly as he shuffled even closer towards Aria. His hand caressing her marks carefully, then letting his gaze flicker up into her eyes. "I... I'll always crave this." He uttered gently, feeling her fingers placed ontop of his own fingers. He turned slightly more towards her, facing her more directly. "Though I should treasure it dearly, not take your tender kindness for granted."

Alister sat there for a few long moments, slowly caressing her marks still. His darkned eyes gazing deeply into Aria's in the savoury glimpse of time. "Tell me, sweet Aria... Will you allow me to feast upon you once more?"
Alister kept his akward smile, nodding a slight as he noticed the slowly fading light underneath the blinds. He leaned upwards to sit straight himself, pressing his hands against the soft bedding. He watched her walk further into the room, his eyes carrying a small glint of the red tint. "Grand.. Absolutely grand, as if I could stand up against the mightiest of warriors and not falter." He smirked a slight, clenching his fist lightly before her flickered his attenative gaze over Aria again. "Well... I am able to eat regular food, as dulled as my tastes have gotten.. But that doesn't give me any energy, the only thing I crave and truely need, is something I believe you got familiar with the other night." He uttered, shuffling closer to Aria as he slowly reached a few fingers to brush along her neck.
Alister had merely been idling in her home ever since he woke up, awaiting Aria to return from her classes as he himself sought only shelter within the comforts of her bedroom. Of course he was curious, not having had any proper contact with anyone... It had at least been a while. A while since he could be relaxed, not worried as opposed to wandering the night's veil in hunger and desparity. He had even found himself among his own kin, though severely smaller groups than his glory days. They were less... Refined, they were more like savages, having only violence and blinding pride. They wouldn't understand the value of words, how it's a fine sword that only need one's mind to sharpen it.

He looked down upon himself, resting merely on the soft beddings of Aria as his minds wandered. He looked rather bland if anything, besides his red eyes and fangs. He also put aside any other supernatural powers he might have too, but he really just seemed like a man in the crowd. He could only think of how he used to wander a great many lands when he was himself, his own body and form, scarred and unlike most men today.

Alister's gaze raised to the floor as he pushed away the deep thoughts, quirking at the sound of the front-door opening. He sniffed the air lightly, but then quickly realised Aria's arrival at last. His eyes soon met her's as he casually laid over the beddings, the usual akward smile as he raised a hand to gently wave. "Morning, dearest Aria."
Alister laid in the bed, in the same position even as Aria awoke within his arms still. His body now warm and more comforting as he keeps a peaceful expression while sleeping away the day, deeply in dreams and the like. He didn't even notice Aria leaving as he still laid in the bed, mindlessly dreaming away.

Quite a few hours into the day, though before Aria's arrival. Alister's eyes shot open, even with sunlight still preying the town. He's up in a flash, quickly through the door and into the somewhat brighter livingroom. He shades his eyes briefly, remembering at least where he was and why. He slowly steps back into the bedroom, gazing after the darkned blinds as the light barely slips through. He clutches his fist in irritation, only being able to wait untill the sun eventually falls to night with his urgent demeanor. His gaze eventually falls down upon his fist, releasing his grip to peer into his hand, the first time he actually got to realise how much he had recovered in the night. His lip curling into a bare smirk, thinking of the curious and certainly mesmerizing Aria.

He sat himself down against the bed, resting his head gently as he started to merely wait.
He tilts his head slightly from side to side, an akward smile forming. "Well... I'm glad I make you safe then... Though I'm not sure I would've been able to hold back, had I met you just a day or two later." He said before not being able to hold himself back with a light chuckle. He returned the gentle smile, watching her fall into the pillow and even asleep, his arms gently curled around her as he softly whispers eventually. "I'm not a good person, Aria..." Alister then rests his head against the pillow, escaping into his own rest, one that would surely last beyond the sunlight.
Alister wiggled slowly into the bedding, still wearing his dirtied clothing and all as his eyes slowly wandered over to Aria. His gaze wandering over her hairs and then her ever wonderous eyes. "Yes, Aria?" He answered gently, tilting his head slowly to the side as she rolled over. "Big spoon..." He mouthed, a quirked brow as he slowly pulled at the covers to slide himself and wiggle underneath, soon finding himself gently leant against Aria's back, reaching his arms underneath the covers to curl around her waist. His somewhat cold form cuddling up against Aria's warm and smaller frame. "Sure, Aria..." He whispered softly into her ear, resting his own head gently against the pillow, taking in the sweet scent of her hairs as they spooned underneath the covers. "Do I not frighten you, Aria? My exsistance?"
Stood slightly hunched above Aria as he laid her down, slowly getting up to stand in the darkned room. His crimson eyes wandering down over her, the soft bedding adjusting to her form. His lip cracked an ever bare smirk. "Hmm... I never knew one could have a relationship with one's bed." He smirked still, joining with her brief laughter as he stood on the side of her bed.

His shaded form nodded briefly. "Of course, Aria. I'll keep you safe either way." A small and akward smile curled into his lip, slowly he leant over her bed, pressing his knee against the soft bedding to carefully climb over to the other side and lay himself down with her in the darkness.
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