Calypso's Never Ending Adventures

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Upon arriving back within her room with an extra in tow, she placed him on the bed before casting diagnostic spells on him. His eyes watched her warily and a bit aggressively. Good thing he couldn't move an inch otherwise she would've feared he would attempt to tear out her throat. 

She scanned through the parchment which appeared with all of Peter's current health issues. Callie cursed when she read all the issues going on with him. 

"Well, it would take quite a while to purge this from your bloodstream using any potion and that's not to mention the mountain ash that's lodged itself within your lungs. You've also got an ample amount of both mountain ash and wolfsbane within the scarring along your body. This is quite unethical but since I'm not a health professional I say 'bottoms up', yea?"

She wasn't expecting a response so simply allowed her fangs to slip down, which had Peter's eyes widen fractionally, before she bit in her wrist and tore a chunk of skin off. Callie made sure to pull her venom from both the flesh and her blood before stooping forward and placing her mouth over his and pushing the bit of meat into his mouth before placing her bleeding wrist to it. 

She released his jaw so that he could properly chew and swallow. Peter latched on to her wrist and sank his elongated fangs, both upper and lower, into the flesh placed at his mouth. He moaned around the appendage as he sank into bliss. The blood began to burn through his veins and push the wolfsbane and mountain ash from his system through the pores in his skin. 

"Just try not to eat me completely. I've barely got much meat at the wrist. I can probably feed you more once you've gained some more rationality and aren't prone to eating me whole. I'm unsure how my immortality would react to being in bits. I'd rather not attempt the process though, if you wouldn't mind overly much."

Peter's eyes snapped open and transfixed itself on her face with a greedy look. Calypso wasn't sure what he was greedy for, to eat her or her immortality. She wasn't aware of her beauty since she had grown up in such an abusive household and was a scrawny little thing she had extremely low self esteem. So thus, she didn't see herself from an outsiders perspective. 

Peter seemed to gain a bit of rationality in his eyes before they slid shut again, this time in rest, as his jaw slackeNed and Callie regained her wrist. She healed it with barely a glance before banishing both Peter and her clothes to the corner of the room. She pulled the blankets over him and crawled in beside him. She had released Peter as she crawled into the bed and he turned towards her in his sleep with a slight whine. She cuddled up to him and he pulled her as close as bodily possible with her beasts smashed between them and their legs entwined. 

She chuckled a bit before tucking her head into his neck and wrapping her arms around him. She caressed his back as she slowly fell into a deep sleep. 

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Peter opened his eyes and quickly scanned the room he was in. At first he was confused as to where he was and had thought that he was in his room back at Talia's house but then the memories of what happened rushed back to him. His pack was dead. He felt the crushing, overwhelming need to howl his grief but got his emotions back under control as he took a shaky breath. His movement dragged a murmured protest out of someone who was snuggling into his bare chest. 

He quickly looked down in shock and wondered who this woman was but began getting snippets of what happened- last night? He also felt his bond to her. A soulmate bond. It felt as though he had been overloaded at that point. Peter was still feeling weak and sickly so when he tried to remove the woman from his chest he had accidentally woken her with his fumbling.