I do not own Underworld, but I wish I owned Scott Speedman. This song is Hand that Feeds from Nine Inch Nails, I don't know if it fits or not, you be the judge. This is the only song that popped up though.

Lessons You're keeping in step
In the line
Got your chin held high and you feel just fine
Because you do
What you're told
But inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold

Selene heard the door slam shut behind her. She flinched but remained stotic. He just had to get into it. Had to refuse the blood yet again. Stupid human morals. He isn't human anymore! She growled to herself and went into the temporary bedroom in the temporary place they had. On the run from Lycan and Vampire alike, they had found this safe house…. if one is to be found in Budapest. Selene sighed and unzipped her corset, setting it on a table in the room. She unholstered her Berettas and set them on the table right next to the bed, it would be day soon and she wanted to rest for the little time they had. The Vampires were hot on the trail and the only thing that kept them safe was daylight, even though it had scarred her up a bit. Selene then sat down on the bed and slipped off her boots and unzipped her leather bodysuit. She closed all the curtains, dark black thankfully, and slipped under black sheets. Her mind briefly wandered to Michael wondering what he could be doing in the middle of the day after the fight, then she fell asleep.

Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Are you brave enough to see?
Do you want to change it?

Rain pattered on the roof of the room and clouds littered what should have been a sunny sky. Thunder cracked outside loudly, but that is not what woke her. She stared into darkness, all the hairs on her neck stood up, but she dismissed the feeling and closed her eyes. She felt the bed strangely cold; then remembered the fight and that he wasn't there. It was day, there was no threat now, and if anyone came close she was sure Michael would dispatch him or her. The thunder came again, along with it, what she thought was a growl, a deep angry growl. This time, knowing something was there, she reached out a hand to one of her Berettas, her eyes going Immortal blue. Then, lightning fast, she whipped around and aimed the gun at the intruder then dropped it on the bed as she saw Michael in his hybrid form standing in the doorway. His black eyes void of any emotion as he stared at her. Selene felt a bit tense, he was just standing there, in his beast form, something wasn't right, something definitely was not right here. Selene started to get up from bed and saw him walk to the edge. She stopped, "Michael?" His eyes looked at her, she relaxed slightly. "Come to bed." She opened the sheet beside her in an invitation.

What if this whole crusade's
A charade
And behind it all there's a price to be paid
For the blood
On which we dine
Justified in the name of the holy and the divine

Hybrid Michael cocked his head to the side and the beast within screamed to be let out, the primal instinct to rut with the vampiress. Selene sighed and lay back down, turning on her side, listening to the raindrops as they hit the roof, the rhythm like a lullaby. She felt a depression in the bed and was turning around to look at him, when she was pinned on her stomach, under the lycan/vampire hybrid. "Michael, let me up now!" she demanded.

Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Are you brave enough to see?
Do you want to change it?

Her only answer was a growl, and she couldn't turn her head to see him. She felt something hard against her backside and she hissed and tried to work herself out from under him. He growled and held her down even more. She realized the only way to get out of this mess is to be submissive to him until he lets his guard down. She relaxed under him and he growled appreciatively. He began to nip and lick at her neck, just behind her ear, going down to suck on her pulse and then to the place between her neck and shoulder. Selene murmured in pleasure. Then he did something unexpected and bit down, his powerful jaws bit into her fast and hard. Selene mewed, a sound she didn't even think she could make, and moved under him. Hybrid Michael released the bite and growled as he roughly pulled her onto all fours. Selene gasped and tried to get away but he had a tight hold on her bare hips, claws making slight grooves.

So naive
I keep holding on to what I want to believe
I can see
But I keep holding on and on and on and on

The next thing she knew was a hard, large object invading her as the male thrusted hard into her. Selene gripped the covers, she had had sex before but she needed time to adjust. The Hybrid growled and began thrusting into her at a fast pace, claws digging deeper. She hissed and moved back, if her immortal nature was not apparent then it was now, her eyes were the bright ice blue and her fangs had elongated as they rutted. Release approaching fast, his claws had dug to the bone as he used his speed to his advantage and watched as the female squirm and writhe under him, gripping the covers and moaning, shredding the unfortunate sheets. Growling, he felt his own climax and inch away, as he felt the vampiresss'. He bit into her again and felt her walls squeezing him tightly as she yelled her own release and his came swiftly after. He roared to the dark sky, which answered with a thunder of its own. If it had not been storming then someone would have called the police by now with the sounds coming from the building. Selene slumped on the bed, ready to fall asleep when he pulled out, much to her disappointment and relief. She felt the gouges in her hips and bite on her neck. She tried to move and he growled, snarled really and she stayed still. Not usual for her but the Hybrid, Michael, her Michael, wasn't himself. This was the lycan beast wanting dominance, he was angry with her. He flipped her over and thrusted into her fast; he brought her legs up around him, scratching the ivory skin and making cold blood well up from the cuts. He went the same fast pace and Selene dug her nails into his dark skin as climax approached fast. Her nails cut bloody gouges into his back as she screamed his name. Blood loss and tiredness overcame her at that point and she fell unconscious….

Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?

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Okay…never written a lemon before, or a songfic…….never wrote Underworld fan fiction, but have read the prequel to the movie and watched both of them. Tell me what you think…….flame if you must……it'll help me with the second part.

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