3- Chocolate

"He hates me"

I give a slight chuckle, inspecting at my nails, which of course are perfect "Don't fret darling. He hates everyone"

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

"Less worse was the aim, love"

She stays quiet again, the sound of water falling from the shower in my bathroom the only thing making a sound between us as I make mental notes.

Easy to please?

Check.

Kind hearted?

Check.

Naive?

Check.

I hear the shower stop now, my head turning slightly to the side as I see her come out, wet hair all over her face and shoulder with my white towel over her body.

I stand from my chair, the figure catching my attention as she purses her lips, blue eyes going around the room "So? What next?"

I stop my momentary perverted ogling, smiling as I come closer to her then grabbing her roughly to my chest, a small protest leaving her lips before I rest my nose in the crook of her neck.

Chocolate.

She smells like me.

I want to lick her neck. What would happen if I do it right now? Would she let me or would she shove her knee into my crotch?

I have no idea, but the thought excites me!

"Coco?"

I pause in my thoughts, moving away as I giggle "Sorry. Sorry. You smell like me, which feels so odd, y'know? Was tryna get my head wrapped around it"

And my teeth in your neck, but all is well, all is well.

"Right!" I clasp my hands together, brandishing a smile on my face as I say "A nightdress. You need one. Come on"

I walk off, knowing she would follow. Knowing she trusts me because she thinks I'm the only one in this house that actually cares about her.

Even Mel doesn't trust as easily as she does.

It's exciting.

It makes me happy!

I take her to my closet/changing room, a small sound of awe leaving her lips at the space as I walk to my wardrobes, sounds of disapproval leaving my lips at each cloth I pass before I pause at one, a smirk forming on my lips "Ah. Here it is"

I turn around, a dark brown nightdress in my hand as I place it in her hands.

She stares at it, raising it just a bit in the light "Should I be surprised you have a girls nightdress in your closet or keeping quiet would probably be the best?"

I laugh "Curiosity killed the cat"

And that's what you are.

A very curious little kitten.

She doesn't ask anyway, her eyes still looking at it "But isn't it kinda— I don't know, see through?"

My smile is still there "No one would notice. We are all gentlemen here, believe me. By the way, don't you like it?"

She shakes her head, looking at me "No. I mean I'm grateful, yeah, it's just— I haven't worn anything like this before"

And that's how you keep sparking my interest.

"Really?" I'm leading her out of my closet and into my room again, sitting her on the bed "So what did you wear?"

"I was at a boarding school girls convent, so um—" She seems to think "Typical Pyjama stuff. But big ones, and cottons, nasty coloured ones. Made us look like we wore sackcloth and when we all had to do roll call at night, it looked like we were all sinners that had come out to ask for Gods forgiveness or something. Or maybe I was the only one who saw it that way, I don't know"

My eyebrows twitch.

Ugly— Pyjamas?

She looks at me now "Are you okay?"

I chuckle slightly, looking away "I am. I just can't believe how you stayed in a fashionless society where everything they do is literally in black and white"

"It's not that bad—"

I place a finger on her lips "No, please don't defend them. If you do, I'd be aware you need clear cleansing with of course, Chocolate holy water, although you do need it because you're holding a high class nightdress but feel like it's not worth your—"

She looks away "I'd wear it, I'd wear it. Sheesh"

I smile, or grin, I'm sure it's a grin as I stand "Perfect. So just stay here, yeah? I'd come back later to pick you up for dinner and then you'd tell me about other things you need my holy water for, excluding your horrible fashion taste of course"

Her eyes form big blue bubbles that remind me of the little ones I used to play with when I was little "You're gonna leave me here?"

I nod "Yeah, you know, other girls would be happy to try out the other dresses in my closet. Just saying anyway"

"You have other girl clothes?"

Ah, I think we've reached a problem there.

I smile anyway "I've had many girlfriends"

She reddens immediately, a thing that reminds me about having to check on Mel as I say "Alright. You're distracting, we get that. I should be leaving now. Don't miss me too much"

I don't wait for her to say anything else as I turn and walk to my door, pausing at it for a second before saying "I bet the white dress in there would look splendid on you Kitten"

When I'm finally out the door, I laugh till tears drop from my eyes before I go to Creams room, looking around for him "Oh Creaaaammmmm. Where are you?"

He doesn't answer.

I don't expect him to anyway as I turn to the figure sitting up on the white sheet filled bed, a pout on my face "Come on, baby. You are no fun if you don't at least answer your name"

Cream is already in his white pyjamas, a still blank look on his face with his white hair all over it, his body so still, one would think he was a statue.

I once thought he was a statue anyway.

A statue I had to make smile somehow.

"Anyway—"

I jump into the bed, landing at his side as I put my leg in a criss cross position, my grin on my face "The new girl is stupid!"

He says nothing, eyelid only blinking to show that he was looking at me, listening.

So I don't stop "She thinks she can trust me! Me! Of all people! Me who is deemed crazy and unstable as fuck! I mean, well she doesn't know that yet which makes her awesome but no one trusts that easily! Even Mel doesn't trust anyone, until maybe they give him a cookie or something, he's so adorable sometimes! Plus, I think you scare her"

He opens his mouth for the first time since she came "Did she say that?"

I giggle "Well of course not silly but who wouldn't be scared of a mannequin looking male that just kept staring at her till he got his fill and left to his room?"

He doesn't speak again.

I come closer, lips brushing his "Aww baby, are you upset that she doesn't like you the way she likes me?"

His face does not even betray a single emotion.

I don't like that.

"Cream goddamnit! Show some bloody emotion on your face for once, do you want me dead?!"

His reply to that was him looking away.

I lose it there "Cream!"

He doesn't bother to look again.

He's bored.

I'm boring him.

I crawl into his laps, a smile on my face. The idea that I could even bore anyone making me feel sick to the stomach "Oh Creaaaammmmm, you know how I feel when you ignore me?"

"But you annoy me"

I gasp "That hurts. If I didn't know you love me, I would think you hated me"

"Why would you think that?"

Ah, he's talking, that's a good sign.

Then he looks away again "Nevermind"

"Cream—!"

He suddenly has me in his arms, my face pressed to his chest as he says, still so quietly, like he's whispering, which he is anyway "I love you"

I stay put, his scent calming me down as well but I know he won't let me go now or anytime soon.

Cream, is a hugger, and a lot of other things that I still try to wrap my head around.

When I first got into the Manor, I had realized two things. Pissing off Ber was my favorite pastime and trying to get Cream show any emotion was my goal, though he does show them sometime, just not with me at least.

And I suppose it's one reason I keep running back to him.

I've grown attached to the idea of a pair of soulless silver eyes staring at me like I'm stupid even though I know deep down, those eyes crave my words the same way I crave his emotions.

I look up at him, a smile on my face "Kiss me?"

He does.

As always, Cream is gentle, he's always gentle, which sometimes I hate, but now, for this moment, I like the effect he has on me.

He lets me out of his arms, but only so he can put me on his laps and wrap his arms around my waist again, pulling me towards his body as he keeps kissing me, his tongue tasting me, dominantly, yet teasing.

Cream had always been a tease.

His lips leave mine as he goes down my neck, my hands now touching his chest that's hard and perfect, his abs perfectly visible and lined as I trail my hands around them, soft moans leaving my lips as I start grinding on him, my senses heightening at the sparks burning all over me.

He turns and pins me to the bed now, a small giggle leaving my lips as he stares at me, my hand wrapped around his neck with his body on mine before he pulls away.

I enter panic mode there as I sit up "Cream—"

"You should shower" He cuts in, not looking at me as he goes to his water dispenser, taking a glass "You stink"

What?

I stare, disbelieving at him before he looks at me, bored expression still there "Are you joking?"

He doesn't answer but I know he's not joking.

Cream wouldn't know a joke from a fucking goldfish.

The erection in my pants begs to be satisfied and I also want to beg in it's case but I know begging won't take me anywhere with Cream, he would probably just keep staring at me till I explode into tiny chocolate bits "Okay fine!"

I stand from his bed "I can't go back to my room because Kitten's there—"

"Kitten?"

I pause, his eyes trained on me now as I walk past him to his bathroom, taking off my shirt and pants "Yeah. The new girl? Could you come clean me up?"

I know Cream wouldn't refuse a request to bath me, or anyone. It's always been his own way of keeping himself busy, instead of staying still as he always was.

I enter into his bathtub, Cream entering the next second as he turns on the faucet, warm water now filling it before he pulls off his shirt and sits at the edge of the tub "Thought you didn't like her"

I laugh "Just because I said she's stupid doesn't mean I don't like her. She— Keeps me interested"

"How?"

The tub would take time to fill up, which would mean Cream staying quiet again. He was indirectly letting me know I could let it all out now while he still cared to speak "I don't know. She's so bloody compliant, possibly because she's trying to fit in, but I also know that there's something else. Something that would probably make me go crazy when I experience it firsthand"

"You're already crazy Chocolate"

I look at him, a smile on my face "You say the most romantic words babe, but I'm serious though. I think she's someone I'd like to mess with. That I'm already messing with anyway. Just like how I fuck with Ber because I love seeing him pissed"

"Ber's understandable, we understand how to settle that side of him. We can tame it as well. We do not know what Vanilla's like"

"But doesn't that interest even you Cream?" I ask, gripping the edge of the tub "To see what would happen if we push her to a limit. There's nothing on her, trust me, I looked, and that's what pissed Ber as well, because even Miss D won't tell him why she's really here. Where she's from, or who she is. Plus, she said something about a convent. We both know there are no churches in Aeria. Much less of a convent"

Cream's face, as always, says nothing "Doctor says she needs our help"

"She's from Vino, Cream!" The excitement I had been feeling before when I first saw her came bubbling back "Just like you are except we know it's different! She's so different from us that it makes me go crazy! It's what made Ber hulk and me all giggle . I'd ask Mel how he feels but how about you huh, baby? How do you feel?"

He remains expressionless, his eyes blinking at me before I hear the faucet stop and I realize the tub is full.

Cream would not feel the need to speak with me anymore.

I want to force him to answer, the need to know what he's thinking scratching at my insides but when he places a gentle kiss on my forehead, the itch is gone and I let out a small relaxed sigh, letting his hands work the miracle that they are rumoured for.