Angel Vicky

~Bonsoir~

Victoria carefully sat herself up to converse better with Vail as he informed her that he would meet her every third night at midnight here. She would have to mark it on the calendar with a V for Vail. As for Spencer she didn’t have a plan yet. “No…but I plan on luring him into a false sense of security. I’ll ask him to come here and I will sign the pre-nup he wants so badly. Then we’ll shoot him in the heart with that pretty new gun of mine.” She told him as she squinted in the darkness to just about make out his face. Her eyes were adjusting to the darkness well.

She told herself that this was all just business. She gave her blood to him in return for his help in dispatching Spencer. And then forever more he would have her as a treat every 3 days. But that would eventually pose a problem to any future husbands, they’d see all the bite marks over her body. It made her think she was going to have to remain alone. She couldn’t join the Order if they thought she was a vampire sympathiser. She couldn’t marry a normal human. Her options were quite limited in that respect. Having only Vail for company on a night a couple times a week would be her only interaction with a male that she would have. Until he grew tired of the same blood every time he fed, which wasn’t likely. And it wasn’t like she could go back on her word or run away, he would probably hunt her down.

Victoria sighed. “Very well. Every third night at midnight…here.” She confirmed the details with him before he would eventually make his escape. She slowly rose to her feet, holding the wound on her side underneath her shirt. “I’ll make the arrangements for our next meet.” She moved toward the door as she could see better in the dark. She contemplated the fact she was now trapped in this bargain. She just hoped her blood did not weaken too quickly over the course of their secret affair. She felt quite tired and would no doubt fall asleep until the mid afternoon tomorrow. Not that her mother would notice as the first thing she did in the morning was scramble for a drink and spend the whole day fumbling around the house barking orders at the staff for absurd errands. Such a happy life, Victoria led.

“I do hope you enjoyed yourself, Lord Hygrace..?” A silly question to ask as no doubt he did enjoy himself. But as to which part he enjoyed more to was what intrigued her. She may as well exchange pleasantries.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria felt his hand put pressure onto her wound signalling that he was done. She still couldn’t see his face, but she was sure he probably had a mouth full of blood and possibly trickling down his jaw right now so she best not view that. She lay there calmly to rest and try to keep from opening the wound again. As he explained he was going to enjoy this secret, her heart skipped. It felt like he almost liked the idea of having her all to himself, and that premise sent a tingle up her spine. Spencer also wanted her exclusively like this but why didn’t she feel like that toward him the same way she did Vail? Perhaps Vail was just more charming, the better dancer, more handsome to look at and didn’t want her entire estate?

He mused to himself about the pleasure of her blood. “I have a rare condition...” She explained softly. “My father also had it. I think it’s called… Hemochromatosis. It’s where there is a build-up of iron over time. Normally there are no symptoms until one reaches the age of thirty, but my father knew I had it when I was twelve…I fell off my horse and my blood drew out a vampire immediately. So frenzied. So ready to drain me. Father killed him. Then on he never let me out the house for protection. Thus, I spent a lot of my time reading, studying as much as I could to be like him so I could protect myself. There is no cure for it. Except that when a vampire drains the blood, it takes time to rebuild so if anything, it slows the process and I wont show symptoms as much. Father used to suffer joint pain and fatigue with it. I sleep quite a lot because of it…” She revealed with a small sigh. “It’s so rich smelling to vampires, it has more nutrients in the blood than the average humans, you don’t even need to drink as much before feeling rejuvenated. It’s so rare that only four people in one thousand have it. It’s inherited from mainly Celtic bloodlines, which my family are descendant.” She gave him a brief history lesson.

“Have you really never come across anyone with this condition before in your years of long life?” She asked him curiously. He would probably miss her when she died, and he would live on without her succulent nectar. She then gently moved her hand to his to move it from her wound and she tested the area. It didn’t feel wet, it had closed on its own finally. She then pushed herself up very slowly and gently so as not to disturb the wound and reopen it. She swung her leg back down to the floor and covered her midriff. She could feel blood rush to her cheeks as she blushed from him seeing her flesh under the Lady’s clothing. This was most inappropriate for a couple who were not betrothed. Social convention was heavily strict on any level of intimacy or viewing of the flesh. Victoria wouldn’t want to be mistaken for a woman of the night. She then waited for Vail’s instruction on how he would call her out each time he wanted her blood. She just hoped it wouldn’t be every single day and become a nuisance where she’d just be spending all her time indoors recovering. She had things to do during the day.

"Well...enjoy it while you still can." She hinted at the fact she wouldn't be around forever.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria nodded. He had a point that she didn’t really want to watch him feed on her. “I suppose that makes me your little secret…” She mused as she knew he had to be cautious in these dangerous times, but it still felt thrilling to be sneaking around with such an intoxicatingly handsome man. She enjoyed his closeness to her, although it made her all the more nervous as I on a first date. Only women of the night did this sort of thing. Even though she knew he was only her for one thing, he wanted it from her and she felt unique and special that he chose her again for his prey. This was so bizarre a situation, you would never see a lion and zebra being friends and less so a zebra offering itself to the lion.

Some part of her though Vail loved this power play between them. And like when they danced, he led her into the three beats of desire, lust and sin. She let out a pleasant whelp as he suddenly took her knees up to lay her back. “Oh!” She couldn’t hide a giggle. Was she actually enjoying this? As if he were priming her before the ravishing began. As he leaned over her, she exhaled heavily, not out of fear, but she was thoroughly enticed to reach up and pull him down onto her but prevented herself from doing so. A cold frozen petrification began to set in just as his hands trailed down her sides, slightly tickling her skin. She couldn’t believe how a vampire could be so gentle with his prey. Perhaps doing this regularly wouldn’t be such a terrible ordeal. Especially when he chose his spot and pulled the hem of her shirt up to reveal her midriff. There he could see her stomach rise and fall rapidly as he licked his lips.

The Lady anticipated the pain, but he primed the area with his tongue first, sending shockwaves of pleasure up her spine, you couldn’t have one without the other in this case. A slight moan escaped her lips as he pinned her wrists down. As the fangs set in, she did flinch as she felt a tiny scratch like pain as he began to feast on her rich essence. She lay as still as possible, exhaling slowly to relax and calm herself. She put thoughts of his lips kissing her there instead and nipping her with normal human teeth and it made her less squeamish to this situation. Without seeing any blood drawn from her body, she was less likely to freak out. He honoured his condition to conceal the bite from public. Only Victoria would know where he had bitten her. She just hoped he lapped up all of the blood that trickled out of her waist, so it didn’t stain the white shirt.

She clenched her fists and shut her eyes tightly throughout the ordeal. Her blood flowed so easily from the puncture that it would soon be over for her and Vail would be left fulfilled and satisfied. Well that made one of them at least, she thought. With it over she let out a huge sigh of relief. What she was subjecting herself to, sometimes she wondered if she was of the right mind or not. But then she was reminded she was pretty much alone now in her mission, however this way she would have Vail’s help. And the perk of being touched in a sensual way that she wouldn’t ever know of until she was married. She daren’t move until Vail instructed her to do so or at least covered her back over. She then wondered if he would just leave her there without so much of a goodbye like he had done last time. He had gotten what he came for. There was no need to linger any more than he had to.

~Bonsoir~

It seemed Vail was lightening up to her during their conversation. She did feel somewhat comfortable around him considering he was a hunter and she the prey and she knew full well he was going to feed on her, but she was trying to distract herself from the fear. At least he indulged her questions with appropriate answers without a sarcastic attitude or short responses. On that contrary, he seemed to rather enjoy the questions. She initially though he’d grow annoyed at so many questions. She guessed maybe he had very little interaction with humans outside his manor or much interaction with anyone outside his family members. She wondered how many Hygraces there actually were. However, many there was, she bet that not one of them knew he was here with the Crest heiress in her estate.

As he stepped up behind Victoria to answer her question on his painting. She knew he was right behind her as she looked for the matches. She froze as he caught her hand with his, sending a shockwave of tingles down her spine. She felt his breath on her neck he was that close to her now. She practically trembled as he spoke to her that she didn’t need to light the lantern. His other hand found the small of her back once again like it did in their dance, another wave of shivers trickled down her spine. Obviously, he was very eager to feed, and she couldn’t exactly put it off or say no. As he led her to the chaise lounge, she shuffled her feet unable to see where she was going, fearful that she was going to bang her knee on the table. “But I can’t see very well …I don’t think anyone would have followed us out here.” Then again it may be a blessing she couldn’t see him bite her and draw the blood out. She was considered a vampire sympathiser anyway so why would the Saint be bothered about protecting her if she saw her with Vail again and prevented him from killing him before.

She sat down on her comfortable cushioned seat. He told her to trust him and she had little choice but to. He told her to relax and she tried to, but she was too nervous in his presence. He may mistake it for fear, but she wasn’t scared of him in the way a human should be of a vampire. She was nervous in anticipation of his touch. The Lady had never been touched in the way he had touched her.

~Bonsoir~

“Oh…do I detect a hint of possessiveness, Lord Hygrace?” She chuckled as he mentioned nobody would dare come near her when she was seen with him or smelt of him. Like a wolf marking its territory with its own scents. “I didn’t know Vampires marked humans…then again most don’t leave them alive either I suppose.” The Lady mused on the world of predator prey semantics. She ducked underneath a low hanging tree branch and span around to walk backward a few steps as he explained he liked to indulge in the arts and music. “I see. A painter and musician, are you? You’ll have to play me a song sometime.” She joked with the reclusive vamp before turning back to face forward. She knew he wasn’t that sociable and didn’t seem the type to show off any of his skills. But it was fun to indulge his ego a tad. Men secretly liked their egos being stroked, a vampire would be no different.

He was very creative, well read, classy, a master of many art forms including dancing, then again, he had the upper hand of being a superior being to humans in almost every way. As he expressed that she was more knowledgeable than other women he had met before, she felt flattered by this. “Why thank you.” She placed a delicate hand to her chest. “My father instructed me in the art of fencing and archery. He also taught me how to play chess and the piano.” She adored her father and time spent with him were her most happy memories.

“I had private tutelage from a Cambridge professor in the subjects of English literature, astronomy and geography, some sciences and maths.” She explained as she ran her fingers past a few leaves of a tree they passed by. The moonlight lit the way toward their destination and soon revealed an open clearing. “As you’ve no doubt noticed, I have a thirst for knowledge. I lap up any non-fictional book placed in front of me. So naturally, when I found my father’s journals, I was quite eager to learn more about his life, The Order, everything about this strange life and all of its mysteries. Some mysteries I’ve found to be more...pleasurable to experience. Such as sharing a dance with a handsome vampire.” She smiled as she got to the door of the summer house and turned the handle. It had a simple bolt lock inside and an oil filled lantern to use. It was so dark inside due to the shade of the trees, she felt around for the table for the matches. She assumed the vampire had much higher capabilities of seeing in the darkness, he was a nocturnal hunter after all.

“What type of painting do you like to do - landscapes or portraits?" Victoria enquired. The interior was filled with white wicker lounge chairs and a small velvet cushioned Chaise longue with ivory detail and cream coloured fabric. Everything one would need for a bright summer's day. A complete Ming China tea set sat on a glass coffee table.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria could see Vail’s inner struggle through his facial expressions. But she had made the bargain worth his while and damn near irresistible. She offered herself to him whenever he wanted her. Even though his grin revealed those sharp fangs in the moonlight, when he said that she was worth it, she nearly swooned. As he stepped closer, her knees felt weaker all of a sudden. Her pheromone levels rose rapidly as did her heart beat. She had fallen to his vampiric charm once again, but she knew what she was doing with Vail. She made sure she remained safe above all else. She smiled as he accepted her terms, finally she had more power to her cause.

He asked if there was somewhere, they could go in the courtyard, she did ponder. “No but there is a summer house in the forest grounds. We could make that our meeting point. We shouldn’t be disturbed in there.” She stretched and bent down to pick up the boxes. She lifted them with a huff and resumed the walk back. She really needed to work on her arm strength and her core. Maybe invest in some kettle bells. She was learning more and more what her body was capable of. “You have no idea what a hindrance this will cause me. I can’t go out when I have open wounds, you know they’ll smell me a mile off.” She sighed as it was a curse to her.

She led him into the estate gate and after setting her boxes down and closing the gate to lock it, she shook her arms loose as they ached from carrying the ammo. “I didn’t know it was going to be so heavy…” She panted slightly out of breath. She could just leave them there to pick up later. “The summer house is just a few hundred yards that way.” She pointed northwest of the manor. With each step she took closer to toward the summer house, the anticipation within her increased, not eager to be bitten but excited to be closer to Vail, taking in his masculine scent and feeling his hands over her body. It wasn’t conventional for such a Lady of high society but she had no time to meet someone normal and she lived among the devils of the night, she could not escape them however much she wanted to.

"So what do you do when you're not out hunting?" She enquired as she walked alongside him through the trees.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria felt herself winning this bet. She could ask anything she wanted. To become her bodyguard, protector, to give her information, access to the Hygraces, sex, anything at all. He was at her mercy now. What did she want above all else? To find her father’s murderer and make them pay tenfold. Vail probably knew as little as she did so she doubted he could help with the investigation but she had a feeling the Wynters were responsible in some way, so they could get their hands on her wealth. “Hmmm let’s see now.” She playfully pondered, though she had to be careful not to take too long or else he may grow impatient and pounce her and take her blood anyway. She eyed him up and down slowly.

It was then she realised, Spencer was in Vail’s way too, so it would benefit them both if they rid him. It would then cause a huge ripple throughout the Wynter family and then they would send more after her. Then she would need sanctuary. “Help me get rid of Spencer and I’m all yours whenever you want.” She stood up and opened her arms as if offering herself to him. Then dropped them to her sides again. “Without him around you needn’t worry about feeding on his fiancé’s blood. You hate the Wynters just as much as I do.” She didn’t care how he did it or when, she just wanted Spencer gone so she could get on with her life. If the Wynters then came after her, hopefully Vail would have grown so addicted to her blood that any threat of having it taken away from him, would render him unable to stand idly by and let the Wynters take it. This was also a dangerous ask, she knew his family were in hiding from them. If he didn’t get rid of Spencer though, it wouldn’t be long before he would stop Vail from accessing Victoria altogether and again his blood supply cut off. She wanted Spencer gone so much she was willing to become a vampire’s human pet.

“And I have two conditions.” She extended her index and middle finger in a V shape. “Firstly, you cannot bite me in the same place twice until I’m fully healed otherwise, I’ll run the risk of infection and I can’t go to the doctors with these wounds without arousing suspicion. Secondly, you can’t bite me somewhere people can easily see it.” She then looked down at the boxes, she couldn’t just leave them out in the open, someone could steal them. Wherever he lured her she had to take them, so she hoped it wasn’t far to carry them. Her third demand was not to be taken to some dirty back alley as if it was some sordid deal. But she’d made enough demands of him already, perhaps enough for him to seriously consider getting another victim because it would be far easier. Yet there wasn’t anyone around with her blood condition, it was a 0.4% chance for someone to have it and pass it down to the next generation.

“If you go against your word, I swear I will spill everything to Spencer about this, so don’t even [i think[/i] about betraying me.” She pointed a finger at Vail in a firm tone. She meant business with this bargain. It was going to be made extremely difficult for Vail, but should he persist with hard work, he would have a very nice reward indeed. “What say you?” Victoria placed her hands on her hips. “Still think I’m worth it?” She dared him to reveal what he really thought.

~Bonsoir~

He really was persistent, it amused her that he just couldn’t resist the taste of her blood again. She almost laughed at how he wanted something from her so badly. What would be in it for her, other than feeling his tongue sweep over her neck once again? She indulged him the first time because she had taunted him with her blood in the first place. It seemed he couldn’t get enough of it at the time. She almost felt flattered that he continued to pursue her. One taste just wasn’t enough for the Hygrace.

Victoria raised an eyebrow at Vail for his attempt at reasoning with her, as if he were justifying something normal. Nothing about this was normal, then again, she wasn’t exactly normal either. “Careful now…you may develop an addiction to me…” She warned him. “I don’t think Spencer would like to find out you were following me.” Yet here he was putting himself at risk all the more, he didn’t seem to care.

She apparently didn’t have anything to be afraid of. That was a lie, she was afraid that she would grow addicted to submitting to his vampiric charm. Her estate was within view, but her arms started to shake as she held onto the boxes. She wouldn’t outlast him as her pace slowed. “Well…” She sighed. “When you put it that way….” She pondered as if she were actually contemplating his request. “What’s in it for me?” She asked him out rightly and stopped to place the boxes down on the floor. She knelt on one knee and kept her hands on the lid, she stared up at Vail firmly. She still could easily get to her silver dagger concealed in her boot. “Last time I let you indulge for free. So, what do I get in return for letting you have my blood again, apart from a sore neck and having to keep it a secret from the Wynters? If Spencer finds out another vampire bit me, he’ll not hesitate to hunt them down and kill them.” She reminded him that Spencer was also a possessive man. All Wynters were by rights. What was stopping her from dropping Vail right in it? He had to make it at least worthwhile for her. It was if he would be paying for her services. She could ask him for anything, but she wanted to see what he could offer before making demands of him. So who was really the prey now?

“Not that I don’t enjoy it when you touch me.” She gave him a mischievous smile, she couldn’t deny he was handsome and there was some attraction to not only his demeanour and the way he held himself but to the banter he gave her, he was certainly the enigma. There was little point in keeping her thoughts to herself now, she lived a dangerous life, and anything could happen. Spencer may even kill her. It was also too exposed out here for another vampire to catch her scent and take the opportunity to attack Vail and take the Lady for themselves, though he probably wouldn’t let that happen. “It’s also too dangerous out in the open...” She flicked her long hair over her shoulders as she kept her gaze firmly on him. She knew he’d be unlikely to take her to back to her manor, risking the Lady Diana finding out. More importantly, what would HIS family think of him now? This wasn’t exactly how she thought this evening would play out.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria let out a girly chortle as Vail suggested she set the boxes down and follow him to god knows where. “Oh, you must think I’m really stupid!” She asked as she turned around to face him fully. She wasn’t as afraid to look him in the eye with the box of silver in her arms to guard her. “If you’re so concerned about my arms getting tired then why don’t you carry them for me?” She teased him as she pushed the boxes toward him, knowing full well he’d back off. He had some balls to try and treat her like a drunken whore he could easily persuade to a ‘convenient’ place to rest.

She sighed and turned away from him. “Just...go home Vail.” She continued to walk home. He really was persistent, yet she liked that he wanted her so much to risk his own life. For a vampire in hiding and trying to keep a low profile, he sure wasn’t very smart. He mustn’t be thinking straight around her intoxicating scent of blood pumping beneath her veins. He was going to get himself killed at this rate. Would she really have to save his life again?

He should just go find himself an easier target. “Or just go find a drunken whore or something…your favourite no doubt…” She rolled her eyes as she strode confidently but her arms were weakening. Her heart pumped harder and faster as her breathing increased to keep up the stamina. ‘Damn these bullets are heavy…’

She had to quicken her pace to get home before running out of energy and letting the boxes drop out of her hands, then Vail could take advantage of the situation.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria jumped as Vail’s voice came from the side of her as he quite literally just appeared from out of nowhere. It made her completely drop the boxes on the floor. Luckily, they didn’t break and spill everywhere. She let herself get caught off guard. She cursed herself as she quickly stepped out of the way of the box from hitting her feet and breaking any toes. “Jesus wept!” She gasped and held her hand to her chest as she turned to face Vail. “You scared me!” She told him off as she caught her breath.

She then bent down to pick up her boxes of ammo. “You’re quite the nosy one, aren’t you?” She asked him back playfully. “But to answer your question. It is for my fiancé. And the rest of them if needs be.” She revealed with a low growl beneath her breath. “He is not getting my estate…” She sighed and lifted the boxes up with a deep exhale and keeping her back straight. She brought them into her chest more. She was too pre-occupied to notice Vail’s feral eyes flicker. She continued her walk home.

“Out hunting, are we?” She enquired in a quiet voice to the vampire beside her. Was her blood not able to sustain him longer than a week? Was he out looking for just any prey or was he specifically after her? Either way, a hungry vampire, was to be wary of. But he needed to be wary of the silver she was packing. She knew he wouldn’t react well to silver in any form. “Didn’t get enough last time?” She asked him with a slight grin. “Or you just here because you missed my company?” She asked with a hint of sarcasm.

She glanced the alleyways and decided she ought to warn him. “In any case, I’d stay clear of me if I were you. There’s a Saint sniffing around nearby…in fact he helped me purchase my new toy today.” She mused about the new gun in the box as she gestured toward the box. She didn’t want to give Vail eye contact to draw herself into his charms. Even if the Saint wasn’t nearby it may be enough to ward Vail off her for a while. Or if he really was persistent, she would find out just how much he desired her blood. A part of her was foolish enough to think he liked her company but as with any vampire, it was just her blood they wanted. Whether it be a Spencer, Hygrace, Godding and however they dressed it up. They were all the same. She thought Vail might be different, but he was still the lion and she the zebra. He couldn’t change any more than a leopard could change its spots. Perhaps though, if he really, really wanted it, she could strike a bargain with the vampire. If he wanted to use her, she could use him back. Or namely his family’s connections.