Lavinia fixed the bed, opened the window to let the sunshine in, and inhaled the fresh air. The aromatic scent of the green leaves and wildflowers mixed in the open was pleasant, giving the lady more energy to start her day. Wearing a bright smile, she left the room to follow her lover.
The smell of melting butter on baked bread pervaded the entire kitchen. Lavinia licked the side of her brims. The thought of having a savory breakfast after a delightful morning encounter with Sebastian made her hungry.
“We ran out of cheese. No eggs left,” Sebastian said, wiping butter on Lavinia’s face, grinning, as he leaned down and rubbed it.
“You’re mistaken, wipe it on bread.” Lavinia made a face, “Do I look like one?”
Sebastian smirked, he held Lavinia’s waist and he made her sit at the table. “You look fresher than baked bread, I figured out the butter would dissolve faster on your face,” he leaned in and whispered in her ears, “It melted faster with my tongue though.”
Lavinia blushed, her heart thumped faster than usual. She shot her head to the side, avoiding contact with her walking aphrodisiac.
“Are you shy, sweetie?” the man asked, eyeing Lavinia’s lips.
“I… I’m hungry,” Lavinia said. She doesn’t mind flirting with the man but her stomach had been throwing tantrums since she woke up.
Sebastian shifted around, “You should eat the bread while it’s still warm. I’ll get you some drinks.” He took a glass and poured the goat’s milk he heated.
“Hmm,” Lavinia jumped off the table and sat on a chair. There’s bread with butter and some bananas. ‘It would be great with eggs’, she thought.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, we’ll go to the market today and buy the foods you craved,” Sebastian said, he could tell what she was thinking by looking at her face. He put the glass of warm milk in front of her.
Lavinia’s eyes went wider, “We’re going outside?” she asked in disbelief. The man wouldn’t even let her take a stroll in the nearby forest before.
“Yeah, don’t you want to have a look outside?” Sebastian urged, looking at the lady’s face. He concealed his smile when Lavinia gulped before nodding her head.
“But isn’t it dangerous outside?” Lavinia asked worriedly.
“Who dares to harm you when I’m around? No, even if I’m not beside you, no one would be so bold to do something despicable without my consent.”
Sebastian’s voice was stern, but in Lavinia’s ears, it was gentle and caring.
The lady glanced elsewhere, she can’t deal with the cheesiness coming from the man, and her lips curled upward. Since she couldn’t remember about her past, she didn't oppose being confined inside the mansion, or she might cause harm to others.
Not knowing about her identity, she became reliant on the man who took care of her. She could count on him, so going out with Sebastian was one of her unspeakable wishes.
“Eat,” Sebastian ordered.
Lavinia smiled and continued to dine while Sebastian sat at the dinner table, staring at her.
“Aren’t you hungry?” Lavinia asked without glancing at the man’s face. She went on finishing her bread.
“Nah, I’ll grab a bite afterward.”
Watching the lady enjoying the food, Sebastian leered. He'd have his meal once he satisfies the lady with the breakfast he made.Lavinia chugged down the milk. The sound of the liquid she swallowed reminded Sebastian of the way she would sip his blood. This made the man lick his lips, the taste of Lavinia’s blood cannot be matched with any other fancy drinks. If only they could have both bliss and pain without having Lavinia’s memories altered, it would be the best thing that could ever happen to him. He wished to keep her by his side.
“Oh! That was good!” Lavinia exclaimed while rubbing her tummy.
Sebastian frowned, “You haven’t touched the bananas yet.” He pointed them at the dinner table.
“Oh, you require me to eat them?” Her face creased. She was full and doesn’t feel like chewing more
“Or why would I serve them earlier? Eat them.” Sebastian pinched her right cheek.
“Eat,” he echoed.
“Fine,” Lavinia peeled a banana and munched on it.
“Sweetheart, chew it,” Sebastian told her when she finished one.
Sighing, Lavinia took and peeled another one. This time, she tried eating it slowly. Its sweetness lingered, that was when Lavinia thought of something.
The fruit looked similar to the one she always had on the bed with Sebastian. Although she hasn't enjoyed it with her mouth, Lavinia had it penetrated inside her thing. Besides, she also hadn't tried playing it with her lips before and this caused her to wonder how she would do it. Just thinking about it made her feel excited and needy.
“Mm,” she moaned as she licked the tip. “I never imagined that eating bananas could be fun,” she said with a sly smirk on her face.
“Yeah?” Sebastian’s face turned red, he averted his eyes to somewhere else. “Crap!” he swore under his breath when Lavinia proceeded to make naughty sounds as she kissed the banana. Sebastian clenched his fist when Lavinia’s hand crawled on his thigh.
“Is something the matter?” Lavinia asked, sneering. She didn’t intend to tease the man, but his helpless expression was too entertaining and rare to see.
“Can’t you tell?” Sebastian tugged Lavinia’s hand from his thigh. “You’re getting bold, Missy,” he whispered before tearing off her dress, having her upper half, naked. “My turn,” he added and crouched closer to kiss her.
Lavinia was expecting it. What she doesn’t foresee was that he’d tear her clothes in the kitchen, Sebastian would always carry her to their room before.
“Mn,” she groaned in pain when Sebastian pinched her left nipple, leaving the other untouched. The uneven sensation made her crave for more. “Please,” she implored, although she didn’t know what she was begging for.
The anxiety she felt from his touch caused her insanity and sent her back to a place where colors and Sebastian, together with her, existed in harmony.
Putting away the unfinished banana in her hand, Lavinia moaned since she knew she would have Sebastian's version instead.
Lavinia became teary. But she doesn’t want to back out yet. She hadn’t tried it before. Her curiosity got the best of her. Putting the thing inside her mouth should be the same as when Sebastian put it inside her, down there. As the ritual went on, Lavinia pushed his length deeper into her throat and pulled it out at a fast pace. It wouldn’t fit so it took her some time to get used to the feeling, trying all she could to make the man emit lewd sounds. Sebastian always gave her the best things she could ever wish for, first the colors, and then she could listen to his divine voice, moaning in satisfaction. “Hah! You like that?” Lavinia asked, pausing for a while. She was doing it for a few minutes but the thing got bigger whenever she was done adjusting its size, giving her a hard time breathing. Sebastian turned his gaze away, “You’re doing fine,” he replied, embarrassed at the fact that Lavinia was giving him a blow job. “Hmm… let’s stop right here,” Lavinia said and got on her fe
“What do you think?” Lavinia asked, spinning around to show Sebastian’s clothes that she was wearing. ‘Sexy,’ Sebastian thought. He gasped and extended his hand. “People need not see you in a beautiful dress, so they could swoon over you. Let’s go,” he said. Lavinia shrugged and grabbed Sebastian’s arm. “It’s more convenient to wear this than the dresses though,” she stated, linking their arms together. “Why don’t you buy more of this for me?” “Can’t. You’re a lady and still have to wear pretty dresses when you’re with me.” Sebastian helped her get on the carriage. He made sure that she was comfortable in her seat before sitting next to her. “Buscia city,” Sebastian told the chauffeur. “Yes, my lord.” The old man pulled the reins, and the carriage moved, thanks to the horses dragging it. “Buscia city? Is it far?” Lavinia asked. “No, it is a few miles away. They have better goods than in the local market,” Sebastian explained. “You’ll see many fine things you might like over t
In the eastern part of the city, there’s a small hospital established and managed by Sebastian’s friend. It was built with red bricks and stone but cozy inside. People often went to visit for check-ups, noble or not, it welcomes all. “Ah!” Macro cried in pain when Sebastian poked his wounds. They went to the clinic right after they left the store. “Not bad,” Sebastian said while nodding his head. “It will be better if it bleeds,” he added and squeezed the wounds harder. “AH! Mi-milady, h-help!” Lavinia glared at the man who seemed to enjoy abusing the lad. She couldn’t do much to help the boy dress his wounds, or she’d get out of control and do something despicable. Something that always occurred whenever she encountered blood. Lavinia wouldn’t deny the fact that she hurt people before but when she checked the place where she hid the body, no one was there. Causing her to think that it was just a dream that kept on haunting her. She couldn’t bring herself to ask Sebastian. If ther
“Pft!” Lavinia covered her mouth when she heard what the boy asked. She was sure that Sebastian wouldn’t be happy once he learned about it. “Does Sebastian look funny? You're trying not to laugh when I mentioned his name,” the lad said, painting his face with curiosity. “Wahahahaha!” Lavinia burst into laughter. “H-he's not, it's just... hahaha, he's not my father.” The young fellow nodded his head. "He's your lover then?" he asked, looking up to meet Lavinia's brown eyes. Lavinia, fascinated at the young boy's eye glow, wasn't able to utter a word for a sec as a response. "I could see the clear sky in your peeper," she whispered. "It’s deep-ocean blue," the young boy corrected, flaunting his beautiful aqua eyes. "It's rare for our kind to have this eye color, don't you think they're lovely?" "They're wonderful," Lavinia complimented, referring to the boy's eye color, not his exact eyes. "Coming from you who have a pair of brown eyes, I don't feel honored. But you have a unique
Rupert pulled a face when Sebastian came back later than he expected. The lovers were affectionate, walking in, side by side. “I’m a doctor, why do I have to keep an eye on this boy for the whole two hours?” Rupert crossed his legs, raising a brow in front of his best buddy, neglecting the fact that his best friend was no other than the vampire lord. “Who told you to watch the boy sleep? You could have just left him in the room and done something productive,” Sebastian said, frowning. “Thank you for taking care of Marco, Sir,” Lavinia said. She turned to see the sleeping boy, smiling, as she sat on the chair next to the bed. Rupert scratched his nape, “There’s no need to thank me, my lady.” He tried not to sound too sweet or else Sebastian would be jealous again. “How’s the boy?” Sebastian asked, gesturing to Rupert to come closer. “Is he healthy?” Rupert tilted his head to the side and walked out of the room, Sebastian followed. “You’re not planning to feed this boy’s blood to
Rupert’s eyes widened when Latina glared at him. He knew that the lady was strong and yet; he didn’t prepare for his doom. His body trembled in fear. The devil snow dissipated, but he could still feel icy. A tear fell from his eye when he realized something. He was scared, so scared. “Sebastian, she will kill me…” Rupert shuddered as he looked at his friend’s eyes, begging for help. “S-save me.” Latina got off the bed. She ambled towards Rupert and stared at him. “Was it you?” she turned her gaze to Sebastian, “Or was it you?” Sebastian attempted to speak, but he was too late, Latina had already knitted his mouth with invisible life thread, a string that was said to be made of an immortal life force, the secret behind the unmoving attack of high-level vampires. It was stronger than iron and could resist fire, in fact, the more the person who was tied with the fiber moved, the more their energy weakened. &nb
Latina groaned, there was a heavy object pinning her down. Unable to move, she opened her eyes. “Sebastian?” she called when she recognized the man relaxing on top of her. “Ah!” she yelled when she felt a hand groping her breast. “Stupid Sebastian,” Latina murmured. “Hmm, you’re awake.” Sebastian gave her a sweet peck. “You’ve been sleeping since we left the city,” the man informed. Latina made a face, “Why didn’t you wake me up? Ah, I don’t remember what happened.” “It doesn’t matter, we’re finally home,” Sebastian pressed his lips on hers. “Say, do you mind if we make love tonight?” The lady’s cheeks turned bright red, “W-why are you even asking? D-don’t you f-find it awkward?” Sebastian smirked, “I know right. But isn’t it nice being asked for once? I don’t want to force you this time.” “No! I
“Mm… um…” Sebastian chuckled when Latina made lewd sounds while taking his entire length inside her mouth. Grunts and groans replaced his chuckles when Latina bobbed her head up and down, pulling and pushing her favorite banana in and out of her cavity. The sound of Sebastian’s penis gliding on her saliva and bumping her throat was too sexy to resist. “Ugh!” Sebastian groaned. Latina made him feel fantastic, he won’t deny that. He grabbed Latina’s hair and pulled them. The lady didn’t complain and let the man pull her hair as much as he wanted. Instead, she moved her head faster, pumping the juices out of Sebastian’s. With teary-eyes, she looked at her man who was pursing his lips. Unsatisfied by Sebastian’s reaction, Latina clutched his balls to play with her hand. “Argh!” Latina smiled and let go of Sebastian’s thing. She could tell that the man was alm
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The blue sky was suddenly covered by thick, humongous clouds. Even the proud sun left no trace of its light. Thunders roared above as flashes of lightning crossed in the dark sky. There was no sign of rain or a storm coming. It was more like a bad omen befallen on earth.“It’s a bad idea to leave the cave,” Seth said while stopping Latina from leaving. After she gave the baby a name, she started to get panicky.“No, we should leave immediately. I could hear them coming. It’s dangerous if they find out about Victoria,” Latina argued. Hugging the baby in her arms, she walked out of the cave. The wind was strong, but she made sure that her baby was safe.“Who are they? If you want to leave then we should head back to the lord’s mansion,” the knight suggested.
It was midday. The bright sunlight reached the interior of the cave through the small cracks above. The thick fog earlier in the dawn was gone. The sparrows in the wild started to hunt for insects to eat after several minutes of singing. Life went on outside the cave while a new life was expected to bloom inside. On the contrary, countless victims lose their lives in Buscia City. The war was still going forward and between the sharp fangs of death, humans perished one after another.Seth was breathing loudly while leaning his back on the cave wall. He fell asleep after scooping Latina from the ground when she slumped down while crying. He had no idea why the lady was suddenly emotional. Comforting wasn’t his forte. Afraid to say the wrong thing that might worsen her mood, he offered his shoulder to leaned on, and she cried silently until she was tired. Latina dozed off. She was sound asleep when she felt a stinging pai
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The lady in the armor led the way out to the forest with the confused knight in tow. The trees and the mystical heavy air was familiar. Seth stopped on his track and inhaled a lungful air. His brows frowned when he came into one conclusion: The forest was exactly the same as the previous one where he was conversing with the witch.“Damn witch! She tricked me,” he muttered, lifting his head to follow the lady in front. “W-what?” the knight panicked when the lady aimed her sword to him, ready to pierce his eye any minute. ‘What’s wrong with her?’ he asked himself.The lady who called herself ‘Kiera’ glared at him. “I’m used to society’s label but I won’t accept it if someone like you whom we fight for referring to us as witches.” She watched him carefully, waiting for his next move and