“No Darling, it’s simply because I focus on the now. I don’t age a bit. I’ll move with the times inevitably. You won’t, which is why you want so many answers in your short and tiny life to validate self-purpose. You humans are all the same.” How her young ideals disappointed me. Perhaps she was like the rest after all. I walked towards the two humans who were smaller than me in size. They looked at Sasha and then me in confusion. I thought that we made a dashing couple.
“So… so… sorry Sir,” the first male stumbled. “You can’t go through the–”
“You know who I am, don’t you,” I said towering over him. He fumbled for words. The second, less spineless human spoke.
“You don’t have clearance. Sasha–” he said looking around me to speak with her. I grabbed him by the throat and dangled him in the air. The other one unsheathed his weapons, timid and unknowing what to do. Sasha unsheathed her own swords behind me.
“Drop him, Kyran!” She said in a cold tone. Well at least she did see me for what I truly was. A threat.
“You’re speaking with me, not her,” I said to the man who tried to pry his own fingers from my steely grip. So weak. So feeble and pathetic. “Your friends need to learn some manners, my little mouse,” I said over my shoulder to Sasha. Oh, how I wanted to break this man’s neck. I crushed my pointed nails into his throat to watch the small streams of blood trickle down my fingers. How I missed the lavish sight of someone grasping with the idea that I might be their death. That dimming gleam of panic that their life might end but the uncertainty of what was to come in the afterlife. “Will it hurt, that’s what you’re wondering isn’t it?” I cooed to the man. His eyes widened as he began to turn pale in the face. He continued to scratch at my hands desperately.
Oh, how these human guards thought they were so strong. Sasha ran at me from behind. There was a trickle of both excitement and betrayal all at once. I twisted and moved out of her way. Those vampires she took out might have been an equal match for her but I would never be such a thing. I drifted like smoke before her eyes and dropped the man behind her. Decidedly I kept him alive. The gates required two people to open them. He was useless to me dead. Either that or I broke through the gates, which I didn’t mind. But I didn’t want to listen to Galador pester at me and ruin my mood after my hot date.
I stood with my hands behind my back as if I had done nothing wrong. The man gasped beside me. I kicked him slightly which propelled him across the ground and into the gate. “Well, open the gate,” ah, and then suddenly I realized why this had all gone wrong. I had to impress the lady after all. “Please.” I added.
His spineless colleague helped him up. Sasha stepped in front of them with swords raised. I could never read her expression. I imagined it went along the lines of ‘I never realized how big and strong he was.’ “Calm down little mouse,” I said gesturing for her to lower the swords. “You’re being slightly dramatic now.” Her eyes narrowed on me. The two men scurried to open the gates. Well at least they followed instruction.
“Now as we were, our date,” I gestured for her to step aside. “Now boys, I know that these little hidey holes can be opened like tiny little windows.” I pointed to the dome panels. “I want one to be opened every night right above here,” I said pointing to the dome that kept out the sun. “But it’s to be kept as our little secret, okay?” I smiled and walked past them. I greeted Sasha with a wider smile as they rolled open the gates.
Lastly, I approached the scaredy cat of the two men who dared to say no to me. “If you tell anyone about this, I will not only kill you but the entirety of your family. I will also kill your bird. If you don’t have a pet bird, I will gift you a pet bird and I will kill it. Wonderful chat,” I said tapping him on the shoulder as he bleached white. I didn’t look back at the other man as his filthy blood ensnared my nose. I wiped my bloody hands on his friend’s metal clothing. My nails scratched along his armor and engrained marks as I wiped the blood clear.
“Come now Darling,” I said posing as a gentleman. I walked past her, adjusting my unscathed leather jacket. Surely but steadily she followed me through the gates afterwards, sheathing her blades again.
“I’ll explain later,” she said to our onlookers. Ah, here goes the humans needing insight again. And there was nothing past the truth of what this was. A simple stroll outside the walls amongst soon to be lovers.
The outside was seemingly refreshing. Not that my body felt such things as temperature change or breeze but the hairs on Sasha’s arms rose which indicated it was colder beyond the walls. Her breathe expelled white mist as she wrapped her arms around herself. I looked at my jacket and then back at her. Perhaps I should make such a grand gesture.
“Don’t even think about offering me your jacket,” she said looking out and beyond. I chuckled as I followed her gaze. She would rather freeze to death than smell like me. How poetic. Her eyes thrilled with amazement. A long windy dirt path was before us. Our kingdom was amongst mountains, a difficult place to reach and with narrow entry points. If anyone decided to attack us, they would be at a disadvantage.
The trees rustled in the cold night and the half-moon shone down on us in blessing. It didn’t look that different from the manufactured one inside the wall. Neither were seemingly spectacular. But I took another look in case I was missing something; because everything the little mouse looked at was in idle wonder.
“Have you never been outside the wall?” I asked as I kept my pace with hers. It wasn’t as slow as it had been inside. Now she was taking long steps. She would kneel down to study certain plants in wonder. She’d rub them and sniff them. Rip some out by their roots and place them in her pocket. I watched her trivially. How could one person find so much excitement in a plant that was half dormant from the cold?
“Only once with my Father,” she said ripping another plant out of the ground. Had others been around I may have had to kill them for mocking her odd behavior. But to me, it was interesting to watch. I couldn’t predict her next move or what she was thinking. A novelty amongst not only my race but humans as well.
“Where is your Father?” I asked. I was still expecting a strongly worded letter from the man who should be concerned that I’ve taken interest in his daughter. Unless he was as loyal to my brother’s throne as most of the boring humans.
“He’s around,” she said. “We’re just waiting for you to permit us all to leave the walls instead of just favoring me.” She didn’t even look at me as she began scouting another noise. Evidently, she was a natural hunter even outside the walls. She leaned her head closer to the ground to listen. I think. I couldn’t understand why she was doing that odd movement. The large scar down her neck bulged and shone under the moonlight as she continued to tilt her head. Oh, how I wondered about that scar and its origin. Its jagged edges made her all so much more beautiful. Brutal and savage just like my darling here.
I could hear the very rodent she was tracking, scampering about for food. “Dear God, Sasha Darling, please don’t try and touch that filthy thing,” I said. She immediately shushed me.
After twenty minutes of trying to track it she looked at me with a hmph. “Help me catch it,” she said.
“Ew, no,” I raised my hand to her. “I’m not touching that filthy beast.”
“Stop being a wimp and just do it,” she said clearly frustrated by her own futile efforts. Diabolical. How could she sincerely ask me to help her catch a rodent? But then another passing thought crossed my mind. As a woman, she’s asking me as the burly man to help her and hunt for her. Ah, yes. I see, well played Sasha, giving me the thumbs up to our childish flirting games. Within a flash of a second, I darted past her and found the filthy furry creature. I darted back with her prize ready to receive my reward.
“Here, my Lady,” I said offering her the filthy rodent by the tail. It was oversized and slightly mutated from God knows what and smelling of some sort of nature abiding disease.
“You killed it!” She said starring at t
he dead rodent that swayed back and forth from the wind. I dropped it onto the ground in front of her feeling more like a house cat than a rewarded male.
“How dare you? How do you know it didn’t kill itself?” I asked looking down on her as she crouched over the infested creature. She huffed but collected the dead rodent anyway. I grimaced as she touched it.
“Give me your jacket,” she insisted. I raised my hand immediately.
“You are not using my jacket to hold a dead rodent in it!” Had she no shame!
“You don’t even get cold. Now give it to me.” After hesitation she added. “Please.” I stared at her unblinking. The only time I was to receive manners from this diabolical woman was when she wanted to use my jacket as a blanket for a dead rodent. But I was a strong man. A powerful vampire. Such matters didn’t affect me. I took off my jacket and offered it to her as the gift it was. I grimaced and looked away as she collected the rodent in it and tucked it under her arm. She looked up at the sky and began to walk towards the wall.
“We should go. Sunrise will be soon,” she said. I was already aware that sunrise was soon and was willing to let this go on for a few minutes more. Never did I think that she would take my safety into consideration.
“Surely you’re not taking that disgusting thing back in the walls?” I asked as she carried my scrunched jacket under her arm. Her own pocket was stuffed with random assortments of plants. What in God’s name was she going to do with all these things?
She ignored me and continued walking towards the gates, those lovely hips swaying like no one’s business. I had found myself the most unpredictable specimen yet.
“Lucky me,” I grumbled under my breath and surprisingly she did look over her shoulder, if only to make sure that I was following her.
Down the rodent hole we go
Day and night strolls with my Darling Sasha slid through the pinprick of time. I orchestrated the same cycle every day. She didn’t think highly of my romantic notion. She became begrudging as I announced my presence on her doorstep every night. Despite her seething words she escorted me each time. We slipped through the open panel to escape the boundaries of the wall. No guard on duty dared to interfere as they turned a blind eye. We would idly chat but only when she chose to respond. She continued to collect odd bits and pieces without explanation as to why.
The following day, I would orchestrate the exact same loop. I was so transfixed that I couldn’t even sleep during the day. I fed on and fucked others during the day, hoping that it would ease the tension that was straining my body. Instead of bringing her into the castle to toy with every day I allowed her a small dose of freedom. I watched her from afar as she went about her daily duties at the wall. My cock was rock hard as I watched her boss the others about.
It tempered me the way that some of our castle guards had looked at her. I was jealous at the thought of any other male grabbing her attention. I didn’t want to go on a killing spree accidently in my brother’s workplace after all. It was Galador who suggested that I keep her at the wall and watch her from afar during the day. Those weren’t his specific words but that was the meaning I got out of our small chat before I dismissed him from his brilliant idea. He attempted to convince me that wasn’t at all what he was implying, but I had heard all that I needed. As if I would disengage with my new play toy because he said so.
I was waiting for my brother to decide favorably on allowing Sasha and her small team to venture outside the wall. He dismissed it immediately. Not without reason but his explanations began to bore me. He was so confident in his own personal team and didn’t want to offer humans any more leash then they already had. So, I offered him a week to indefinitely change his mind or I would react how I always did when I didn’t get me own way. It was a threat. One that he would either take seriously because of the catastrophic result or ignore it because he thought the novelty of Sasha Pierce would soon wear off.
A loud moan pulled me out of my thoughts and back into the room. I pounded into the man from behind, my cock swelling in excitement between his cheeks and tight hole as I bit down on his neck from behind. He moaned under me, shivering as I licked over the wound and ravished his blood. I pumped again, trying to rattle off the edge that was consuming me since meeting Sasha Pierce. A woman flopped her arms over my back as she whispered sweet things. She pierced her fangs into my neck as she began fisting the other guys cock from behind. Her moans were a mere mumble echoing in the shadows of my private chambers. The human male groaned and became short of breath. I pumped into him one more time to tether him over. He blew onto the wooden floor before the fireplace, slumping forward as he whimpered in pleasure for me to stop.
I still couldn’t take the edge off. They were both beautiful creatures. The man had long blonde hair cascading over his delicate shoulders and frame. The woman with short black hair had tan skin that shimmered in the day. Her kinky side was as filthy as her mouth. Such an interesting combo would usually please me and yet I felt even more on edge as I discovered I couldn’t yet be pleased.
A familiar array of steel and floral combined swept underneath my nose. I pulled out of the man who slumped further into the wooden floors. The woman dropped to her knees and began to suck me off, her tongue bar rubbing back and forth under the length of my cock.
My cock itched in her mouth but not because of her talented tongue but because of that all-consuming scent that was within the castle. I pushed the woman’s head back and looked at the two parties of entertainment in the past two hours. “Continue pleasing one another,” I simply said and left the room. I flashed through my private chambers and into the audience room within the castle. I busted open the large wooden doors into the throne room. My entrance ignited an echo as I broke into the room.
There stood my Darling Sasha, having an audience with my brother who sat on his throne. She looked over her shoulder. Her eyes raked down my stomach and onto my all-consuming cock. Her eyes fixated and dilated for a moment. Her breath hitched and her heartbeat accelerated. She looked away. I stood there smug and proud. I knew I had a body that all desired. Not even my little mouse could ignore its beauty.
“Where are your clothes Kyran?” My brother said, positioned on his throne beyond her. It wasn’t the first time he was bearing witness to my God given body. I waltzed up to where she stood. I began wiping away the blood that was smeared on my neck. The puncture wounds had healed but the traces of blood were still present. I stood next to her, indulging in her overpowering scent. There was no way that my cock would go down while she was standing in the same room. All I wanted to do was the exact same fucking I’d been doing only minutes ago but with her instead.
“Why are you having an audience with Sasha?” I asked. My brother raised his eyebrows at me. If he wanted a challenge, I would grant it to him. I brooded for a moment before Galador, who stood behind him, intervened. The few guards that were in the room kept their gaze forward.
“We have a few questions for Miss Pierce. Need you be reminded that she is not yours,” Galador said quietly under his breath so only I could hear. A very daring statement for the man that was nothing more than a butler and I could kill in a second if I had to reinforce my point. I had killed my father after all. A butler would be less.
“She is mine,” I said blatantly and disregarding anything else he had to say.
“I’m not yours,” she said angrily. Instead of meeting my gaze, her eyes dropped to my cock and back to my brother.
“Don’t look at my brother when your body is reacting to mine, little mouse,” I said.
“Kyran, either leave or stand to the side,” my brother said measuring me equally. How would I react, that was his question? My brother was as calculating as always. When you lived with someone for so many hundreds of years their patterns became intangible.
“I’m fine,” Sasha cussed me under her breath. I continued to stare at my brother, infuriated that he called upon an audience with what I had already so boldly claimed as my play
thing. Surely he wasn’t interested in her as well. I snarled and decided to take a few steps to the side. I leaned up against the wall closely positioned beside one of the guards. I felt his eyes peering down on my cock every so often. After an uncomfortable silence thanks to my brothers and Galador’s boring presence, they continued.
“I haven’t had any reports from your father for eight days now,” my brother announced as way of interrogation. “Instead, I’ve received forged written notes from you. No one on the wall has seen him during that period either. It was only six days ago that you requested to go beyond the walls with your own cultivated team. Care to explain?”
Sasha didn’t flinch under the steely gaze of my brother or shift uncomfortably because of my broody stare. I crossed my arms, comforting myself for the answer. She had been silent about her father for the most part. Her shoulders dropped as if she had been caught out.
“My Father went beyond the wall. When he didn’t return after two days, I wanted to go out and find him discreetly. I don’t know how he passed through the wall so I could only consider getting through the gates by way of permission from the throne.”
My brother tapped his finger a few times in thought. His suspense threshold always outweighed mine. I could see his mind ticking over as he considered the plausible outcomes. “You understand it’s a punishable crime by not reporting this to me immediately.”
“I am aware,” she said in the same tone. He considered that as well.
“Why would your father seek to go outside the wall? Is he offering intelligence to another Kingdom?” he asked under scrutiny.
“No!” She discouraged. Her tone mixed with desperation, a quiver that I never thought would be in her character. She stepped back into herself. “My father is loyal.”
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