Title:  	A Special Treatment
Author: 	Mel Moser
Pairing: 	Nick and Nat
Rating:  	Explicit


A Special Treatment 
by Mel Moser 
June, 1996

"Roll up your sleeve."  

The syringe Natalie held ready contained a light green, clear liquid.  She 
had that devious doctor-with-a-needle look in her eye.  

Nick hesitated only for a second before unbuttoning his cuff and 
proceeding to push up his sleeve as far as it would go.  He barely felt the 
needle prick his arm as she gave him the injection.  He had grown quite 
used to the different medical tortures Nat put him through with their 
search for the cure, the magical concoction that would return him to 
mortality.

"So, what's this one?"  He asked her.  He didn't seem bothered by this 
latest attempt.  He trusted her implicitly.

She looked him oddly for a second.  "Not a cure, just a test.  This is a 
drug they give to carnivores kept in captivity.  You know, zoos, circus 
tigers and lions, etc.  It's supposed to help control their hunger for
blood.  
Make them lest tempted to attack their human trainers."  She turned to 
dispose of the syringe, then turned back to look up at him.  "When was 
the last time you ate?"  She asked him, checking her watch.  He heard 
her heartbeat echoing in his ears, it's regular rhythm.  

"Nine?  I don't know.  I had a protein shake."  He smiled.  Good, try to 
score brownie points with the doctor.

Unfortunately for him, she didn't seem to notice as she began stepping 
through a series of tests she had listed on her clipboard.  

Half hour later, the tests so far had gone well.  

"What?  No more tests? "  so far, they had been inclusive.  He had been 
on such as restricted blood diet lately, it was hard to tell the effect the 
drug was having.  

Natalie unconsciously pushed her hair behind her ear moving it out of her 
face as she scribbled notes on the clipboard.  Nick found it an attractive 
gesture.  He drew close and moved his hand to touch her soft hair where 
it rested on her shoulders.

Studying her notes, Natalie didn't seem to notice his touch at first.    
"Well, I can't think of anything else to test.  "  Nick looked over her 
shoulder at her clipboard, pretending to read what was written there, all 
the while one hand continuing to stroke her shoulder while the other 
moved to rest softly at her waist. 

"There is one more test we could do."  Nick was close enough that he 
whispered in her ear.  It was then that Natalie realized how close he was 
standing to her.  His cool breath was soft against her cheek.  His hands 
were touching her, stroking her.  

"If you have any ideas---"  her sentence was interrupted by the amazing 
distraction of his lips placing light kisses down her jawbone.  Meanwhile, 
his right hand had moved forward to encircle her waist, pulling her back 
against him.  She could feel the rough seam of his jeans zipper pressing 
into her back.  His hand proceeded to stroke her soft belly.  It was then 
that Nat realized how thin the hospital greens were.  Her legs were 
turning to jello as she felt herself lean back into him.  

"I think I could think of one"  he placed a passionate kiss on the smooth 
skin beneath her left ear.  "Or two.."  At that, he turned her around and 
pulled her into his arms.  

Nat tried to say something in response again, but it was cut off by his lips 
as he began a deep, passionate kiss.  Lips parting, tongues meeting, 
dancing, hands exploring.  She found her hands moving up his chest to 
wrap around his neck.  

His hand now found its way to her back and had discovered that she 
hadn't tucked in her shirt.  Good.  His cool rough hand moved under it 
and met the warm, smooth skin of her back.  Softly, his hand began to 
stroke slowly up her back.  Natalie moaned in response.

Good, Natalie.  So sweet, her scent filled him, he inhaled her warmth 
inciting him with increased passion.  His other hand found its way around 
on a similar path under her shirt and up her back, working together with 
its partner to unfasten the clasp of her bra.  All the while, their lips and 
tongues were engaged in a frenzy of tasting and kissing.  If he wasn't so 
aware of her mortal heartbeat pulsing loudly in his ears, of the building 
heat of her passion, he would have forgotten that this was a mortal he 
was making out with.  Yet, he didn't feel the familiar tug of bloodlust.
He let the thumb and forefinger of one hand run surreptitiously under and 
around the bottom band of her bra until his hand was directly underneath 
her breast, now freed slightly from the loosened bra.  The weight of her 
full breast rested on the back of his hand.  

Her knees collapsed beneath her.  Nick wrapped his arm around her 
waist, pulling her close while letting her arch her back, leaving her neck 
exposed to the trail of kisses he left down her cheekbone to her 
collarbone. 

The petting had barely gotten seriously and already Nat was burning up 
with passion in his arms.  Her heightened arousal excited him even 
further.  Nat was a purring kitten in his hands.  Equally, he was caught in 
these new sensations, of making love without the fevered lust for blood.  
Instead,  he discovered feelings long buried, long forgotten about the 
ecstasy of making love to a woman.  Making love, not sating bloodlust.  

Natalie was discovering Nick for herself.  His hair was in disarray as she 
ran her fingers through it.  And exploring the skin of his neck, her fingers 
had unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt, letting her fingers move 
inside to feel the smooth cool skin of his chest.  But mostly, she found 
herself being paralyzed by the sensations coursing through her as Nick 
touched her.  She had read about lovemaking like this in steamy romance 
novels, but never believed she could experience such raw sexual passion 
for real.  She kissed him when she could, tasting his skin with her tongue, 
nibbling her way to his ear where she sucked at his earlobe.  Then, she 
swirled her hot, wet tongue in his ear, round and round, in and out, 
delving in each nook and cranny before delving it deep into his ear.  She 
felt Nick groan in response as his knees went weak for a second.  

Nick's pants had grown too tight, especially where her soft hips were 
pressing into his.  He wanted to move even closer, to become more 
intimate.  With one swift move, he picked her up and placed her rump on 
the examining table behind her.  He moved quickly between her legs, 
pulling her warm, soft legs around his waist, pulling them under his jacket 
to wrap around his waist.  The table was at just the right height, he 
realized.  

He reached down and ripped open the button and zipper of his fly, and 
dragging her hard against him, he let his engorged member grind against 
her soft mound, the barriers of clothing between them inconsequential as 
he let her feel the hardness of his cock, his need for her.  He heard her 
gasp deeply as she realized the power of his arousal.   He slipped his 
hands underneath her upper thighs so that his fingers could stroke the 
sensitive soft skin of her inner thighs.  Natalie spasmed in response.  His 
fingers stretched forward to stroke over the center of her womanhood, 
feeling the hot wetness growing there, the dampness seeping through her 
clothes.  

<Crash!>  The sound of the clipboard dropping to the floor broke their 
passion for a moment.  Looking up at her, Nick saw the flush of passion 
on her face, the desire in her eyes, the rapid pulse of her heartbeat, the 
overwhelming scent of her arousal and need for him.  

Natalie looked at Nick, his face warm to the touch, his eyes, not golden 
with vampire bloodlust, but deep blue swirling with desire.  His body was 
cool where it touched hers, but she didn't mind it.  And with his thick 
manhood pulsing against her, she felt her own vagina throbbing in 
response with the need to be filled by him.  

She tried to remove his coat, not wanting to wait a moment longer to 
touch the rest of him.  

Nick paused.  "No, not here."  He shrugged his coat back on.  Picking her 
up from the table, he pulled her tight against him, her legs clasping 
behind him.  Kissing her deeply on the lips, then the neck, he carried her 
out the door and down the hall.  Several doors down, he found what he 
was looking for.  Throwing the Lounge door open so hard that it slammed 
against the wall behind it, he stumbled the few steps to the couch and let 
them both fall down, collapsing heavily on top of her.  

Nat felt his crushing weight on top of her, but somehow it didn't bother 
her.  The erotic feel of his body pressing down on top of her, flesh to 
flesh, nothing but a few scant layers of cotton between them.  She helped 
him shrug off his coat and started on removing his shirt when he paused 
to help her remove her shoes.  More clothing flew off and disappeared 
into a pile on the floor until nothing remained.  Nick fell on top of her 
again, this time, bare flesh to bare flesh.  Her bare breasts pressed tightly 
against the rough hairs of his chest, her nipples hard.  Nick moved off 
slightly to the side, just enough to allow him to cup her naked breast, 
holding it, worshipping it first with his kneading fingers,  then his lips
and 
tongue, sucking on the hard nub there, his tongue doing endless circles 
around the dark aerole, then moving up to suckle long and hard on her 
nipple.  Shifting them both slightly, he repeated the maneuver on her 
other breast, while his hands continued to explore each and every inch of 
her now bare body.  

His erection was pounding where it was pressed against her smooth soft 
belly. Nick couldn't wait no longer. Kissing her soundly and deeply, he 
pulled her legs out from beneath him and pulled her knees up around his 
thighs.  And then he was there, his tip diving beneath her chestnut 
triangle of curls to poke at her hot, slick entrance.  He felt her hips
rolling 
up to receive him.  Nick groaned.  

Nat felt him move suddenly, parting her legs to welcome him.  "Nick?"  
she whispered at him.  He was there, she could feel his manhood 
touching her,  pulsing in readiness.  "Nick, I haven't---"  she panted, 
"<breath> done this in a while."  She averted her eyes.  

"I know."  He said quietly, his voice raw with emotion. His hand cupped 
her chin, making her look into his eyes.  Natalie just about fainted at what 
she saw there.  Desire, passion, need, anguish, and yes, love.  His 
mouth lowered to kiss her deeply as his hips moved to thrust within her. 
His hard manhood pressed deep inside her.   

Oh God, Nat exclaimed to herself.  It hurt.  It had been such a long time 
since she'd done this.   But she had little time to think about the pain with 
him kissing her so deeply, his hand cupping her breast while his thumb 
caressed her nipple.  It was sweet agony as the pain slipped away to the 
realization that he was completely within her.  She felt the throbbing 
beginning again, this time more insistent with the length of his erection 
buried deep within her,  raw where the thickest part of him rubbed directly 
against her own throbbing flesh.  

And slowly, ever so slightly, he moved.. And started moving, pulling out 
slowly only to thrust deep within her again.  The friction shocked an 
electricity of sensation into both of them.  Natalie reached up and 
wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer and tighter against him.  
Nick repeated the motion.  And again, and again. Faster.  Her hips rose 
to match him, her body responding instinctively to the rhythm of this 
ancient dance. Shockwaves of feelings passed through and between 
them, building, pulsing, and growing.  

Nick couldn't believe the ferocity of the feelings they were building 
towards.  Higher and higher they traveled. He could feel, no, he could 
sense, could hear her feelings in his mind.  They matched his own.  A 
fevered marathon heading toward an unbelievable climax.  Nick didn't 
know how much longer he could hold off his climax, his self-control was 
rapidly slipping.  Natalie was coming closer and closer, but could he wait 
much longer?  

Nick felt his control slipping.  At the same time, he felt an
all-too-familiar 
burning in his eyes and the sharp cut of his fangs descending as he was 
kissing her on her cheek and down her jawbone to her neck.  No.  Not 
now, not when we're so close.  The bloodlust was coming.  But he fought 
it off, pulling himself back to lose himself in their feelings, his love and 
desire for her, her love,  this unbelievable experience.   He sought out her 
goodness, her humanity and found it and her love welcoming and 
beckoning him.  And with a few more thrusts, his body couldn't wait 
anymore.  But just at that moment, she peaked, her body convulsing in 
ecstasy beneath and around him sending him into a tumultuous release 
to match hers.  

All time seem to stop as orgasm after orgasm rocked through both of him.  
Nick couldn't believe what he felt and saw.. Explosions of colors, lights, 
sounds, smells washed over both of him.  The sensations continued, but 
one kept breaking through to Nick.  Hunger.  The need to taste her.  His 
fangs parted the soft flesh of her neck and tapped into the soft vessel of 
her lifeblood, of her soul.  He drank deeply. And the climax of his orgasm 
continued to echo through him as he felt the same of Natalie beneath 
him..  He felt her feelings, thoughts, and memories pouring into him.  His 
heart and soul reached out and responded to her goodness, her love, her 
trust. But then, there was a gentle calling, a bright light calling to him.  

Lost in sensations of emotions and feelings like she never dreamed 
before, Natalie vaguely felt the bite at her neck.  Then in the midst of her 
own feelings, she began to feel something different.  A coming darkness, 
a tangle of feelings that she somehow knew were Nick's.  She was 
feeling what he felt, remembering his memories, experiencing his past 
through recalled and forgotten images and senses.   And she felt him 
searching, exploring and sharing her own thoughts, absorbing and 
relishing her goodness as he struggled against his own darkness.  She 
reached out to him mentally, beckoning to him to come closer and let her 
bathe him in her love and mortality, in the goodness she had to offer.  
And ever so slowly, she felt his soul draw closer, starting to move 
towards her.  The sensations faded as she felt reality take over again.  
She felt the coolness of the air, the softness of the couch beneath her 
against her skin, the slight warmth of Nick's body where it pressed 
against her own body.  Her entire body tingled all over, her body lightly 
covered in sweat and her hair was damp against her skin. 

Nick nearly lost himself in her goodness.  Her inner strength and love 
called to him, her goodness fought against the darkness that bound his 
soul and mind.  It was this goodness that reminded him to stop in time as 
he withdrew his fangs from her neck.  The vampire bloodlust had left him 
as rapidly as it had appeared as he felt his eyes return to normal and his 
fangs retract.  He softly kissed the blood away from the healing wound on 
her neck. He felt her breathing ease and her heartbeat begin to slow as 
they both began to relax in the afterglow of their lovemaking.  Her scent, 
her heartbeat, her body and her soul were part of him now.   Nick tucked 
his arms around her and held her tight as buried his face into her damp 
hair, not wanting the moment to end.  Her arms were wrapped around 
him, holding him close, her breath was warm against his neck. 

Natalie stirred beneath him.  Nick shifted to the side to remove his weight 
from her, giving thanks that the couch was wide enough to accommodate 
them.  Propping himself up slightly on his elbow, he looked down at her 
while his hand casually began to caress the soft skin of her stomach.  
Her body and face were flushed, her eyes still dark with passion and full 
of love as she looked at him.  She looked beautiful in the dim light of the 
room.   And Nick felt the beginnings of desire starting anew.  

"How long does that medication last?"  Nick asked innocently.  

"Umm.. Six to eight hours, I think."  Nat continued to look at him with that 
dreamy-eyed look.  

"Good.  I hope you had no plans for the rest of the, umm, morning, 
Doctor. "  He grinned down at her.  "I think I might need a very long house 
call to continue to test this treatment of yours."

Laying a hand along side his face, Natalie smiled back up at him.  "I think 
that can be arranged."  Nick then found himself being pulled down for a 
preview of the tests to come. 

*finis*


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