Angel Vicky

~Bonsoir~

Lady Crest acknowledged the vampire’s order they were to leave and had no time to even concur as Vail swept her up from the seat no sooner than he had stood from it. She wrapped her weak arms around his neck to help stay stable as he manoeuvred about the lodge. She stayed deathly silent to allow him the concentration he needed. She was very touched at how protective he had become of her despite only knowing her less than a month or so.

Gerald led the charge straight to the summer house. “I see lights!” He pointed over yonder to the others. “She must be in there!” Although it wasn’t too far away and Gerald breathed a sigh of relief at her possible location. He was still anxious what he would find when he got there. Would Victoria be angry or upset? But his anxiety turned to one of fear as soon as the door to the lodge flung open to reveal her vampire lover was holding her in his arms.

A gasp escaped his mouth as only one thing came to his mind. “He’s taken her! Stop him!” He grabbed his pistol from its holster as Vail whisked the Lady around to the side of the summer house. Victoria shivered immediately in the cold night autumn air. She clung to the vampire closely and overheard Gerald shouting that Vail had taken her, which was so far from the truth as one could get. He was protecting her from him as she had requested. Yet his two subordinates immediately gave chase to the couple as they had no reason to doubt their leader.

Ray, however, knew this wasn’t the case. He approached Gerald’s side quickly before he could break away from him. “Perhaps there is a simple explanation for all this?” He didn’t wish to exactly divulge that he knew of the Lady’s affair with Lord Hygrace but he didn’t want Gerald jumping to the wrong conclusion.

“What in the God’s name do you mean, Pierce?” Gerald grit his teeth and shook Ray’s hand from his shoulder and broke into a run. “AFTER HIM!” He barked his orders as Ray watched him run off with a sigh. He then ran after him a few seconds later. Lady Diana fretted as she was helpless to save her daughter. She wasn’t sure what was going on but her daughter had claimed to be in love with the vampire, and if that was indeed the case, it was her choice and Diana would have to accept that.

Victoria only wished how they could see how Vail treated her with tenderness and care he had displayed, not only on this night but on their previous encounter. How he held her, stroked her, made her feel so content just to be within the arms of another. It didn’t matter if he were a vampire or human, he was a man who treated her right. And that’s all she’s ever wanted. He was the complete opposite of Spencer, another vampire who did display monstrous behaviour. Vail had never conducted such violence against Victoria.

~Bonsoir~

No worries! I've been extremely busy the last few days myself. No rush.

Angel Vicky's Sanctuary

Bump

~Bonsoir~

Victoria shook her head as Vail blamed himself for her worsened state. She had known better than to let him feed. “It’s….my fault…” She didn’t wish to disappoint him as he had obviously come looking for another fix for his addiction to her blood. For if it were merely for the pleasure of her flesh or company, he could probably have waited a few more days before seeing her. She was glad he came when he had though, he had just saved her life. Now they were sort of even. Though it was her fault she endangered his life the first time with Ray. The second was on him as he had tracked her down when she had been captured by Gerald. That one didn’t count as her fault, directly.

All of these recent memories passed through her mind when he told her to rest and she nodded, allowing herself to relax. She smiled even more with a contented moan as he planted a kiss on her forehead and snuggled under his coat and arm that rested atop her torso. “Stay...?” She asked almost pleadingly to the vampire. She didn’t want to be left alone, she practically clung onto his hand then. She couldn’t face going back to the mansion either having found out about Gerald’s betrayal. She needed her strength to confront him.

Meanwhile, back at the mansion, Gerald decided to check in on Victoria, whom he believed to be asleep in her room. He ventured to her room quietly and gingerly opened the door so as not to wake her. He popped his head in, it was completely dark, as to be expected. He had to check on her weak pulse and ensure she was still breathing. As he got to the bed, he noticed she wasn’t in it. He pulled the covers off to see if she was hiding anything, nothing. He looked around the moonlit room and then turned on an oil filled lantern.

As the light filled more of the room, he scouted for any clues. Then he spotted a journal on her dresser table. He ventured toward it and picked it up, he realised it was the journal that was once in his coat pocket. The penny dropped. She knew. “Shite!” He cursed and took the journal with him as he fled the room. “She’s gone! Find her!” He shouted to one of the Saints at the door. Soon they all scrambled, Ray, Lady Diana, Gerald and a few servants who slept in the basement.

In the summer house, Victoria was awoken to sounds of shouting coming from the estate’s grounds. Various people calling out her name in hopes to find her. They knew she had fled. She gasped and sat up. “Don’t let them take me!” She pleaded to Vail with fear in her eyes. Gerald shouted across the forest and noticed the summer house lights on. He figured she must have gone there. When she heard his voice, her eyes turned to fiery rage and her voice let out a low growl. “Gerald….” She felt adrenaline pump into her veins, her heart rate increased, her breathing quickened, her fists clenched. Something had obviously incurred her wrath about this man since she had last encountered him in Vail’s presence. She now knew her father’s murderer. “He killed my father…” She told Vail with a hint of sadness but her voice mostly filled with vengeance. None of the Saints could be trusted, bar Ray. She hadn’t managed to indulge him to the information about his superior. “He made a bargain with the Wynters and he let Spencer do this to me…” Gerald was meant to be her secret god father. But she could only trust Vail now.

~Bonsoir~

As soon as Vail told her to lie still, his reassurance helped her to relax a little, and his soothing voice was comforting. She could still feel everything around her, hear everything around her. She waited for him to move away and return with a bandage. She gently raised a limp hand then it fell back down again weakly. She could feel him wrap something around her neck. She started to shiver from the cold again and the adrenaline spike caused her muscles to shake even more.

As he picked her up, her weight was a lot lighter than she usually was. She had lost a lot of weight so suddenly from being bed ridden that her muscles had slightly withered. She was thin before but now she was even thinner, scarily so. She could feel his hand exert pressure upon her wound. She sharply inhaled as he touched her skin, it felt like it was on fire. But soon it settled down and she resumed a normal breathing rate. As she felt him sit beside her, she could feel his eyes upon her, as if she knew he was watching her.

She knew he obviously cared for her, it reassured her that he was capable of feeling human emotions. This man was no monster. This man was her hero, her rescuer. Not only from Spencer but from the first vampire whom had attacked her in the alleyway a few weeks back ad hopefully from The Order and Wynters in the future. She smiled weakly as his hand touched her cheek and she was reminded that he did indeed care for her. Even with such strength within him, he could still be so soft and tender with her. She could hear his voice speak to her and ask how she was feeling, she could tell from his tone that he was concerned for her welfare. This warmed her heart further toward the vampire.

Victoria exhaled heavily and attempted to open her eyes, if only for a second to glimpse at him sat next to her, looking down at her with his soft expression. “Tired...” She managed to whisper. She used a hand to feel around for his arm. Once she found it, she gently rested her arm over it. As if she wanted him to cradle her and make her feel safe. “I’m sorry...” She exhaled slowly. Her breathing became harder as she exhausted what little energy she had on talking. She thought she could handle him drinking from her essence. She overestimated herself.

~Bonsoir~

Lady Victoria had lost around 30% of her blood count a few days ago, she was still recovering the dizzy effects no thanks to Lord Spencer. Her increased iron count did help replicate the cells faster than the average person but would still take a few weeks to return to normal strength. Her body was still making millions of red blood cells every second, but her pressure was still nowhere near able to pump the blood around her body to the capacity Vail would be used to when drawing her blood. Although she revelled in his gentle kisses along her neck and jaw, when he punctured her flesh above her collarbone, she gasped. It hurt far more than usual. Her skin was not as resistant, and the blood was too thin and watery, so much so that it wouldn’t stop flowing or clot. It would need to be bandaged over properly and secured, even from the small fang puncture holes.

She knew this was a stupid and reckless idea, allowing him to feed but she could not deny him his pleasures she sorely loved to give to him. She loved the power she had to affect the vampire in such a primal way. She was as much addicted to giving him the pleasure of her blood as he was to drink it. She began to feel incredibly faint and her heart worked harder to pump the blood around the rest of her muscles around the shoulder. She felt the area go numb, with a pins and needle effect. She grasped at Vail as she became distressed. She yelped and fell limp into the vampire’s arms. She felt as helpless as she did when Spencer drained her. She wasn’t coping so well with Vail’s bite this time. Victoria moaned weakly as if she were in incredible pain. She couldn’t keep her eyes open, but she was still aware of her surroundings. “V….V….ail…” She weakly muttered in a hushed whisper before she drifted in and out of consciousness. Her blood still trickling out of the fang wounds non-stop until he put something in its way. It just wouldn’t slow down at all like the last few times he’d fed on her.

She just hoped this was not the last time she’d see the world, or the face of the man she had come to care so deeply for. Dare she even admit it – loved? She knew her mother would never approve of the vampire, she knew Vail’s family would never approve of her. It was time to show her mother and The Order just how much a vampire was capable of being more than a predator to humans and to show Vail’s parents just how much she really cared for their son and would not allow The Order to get to him. Even if that meant infiltrating The Order to dispatch the corruption that brewed within it, herself. There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do to keep Vail alive, she’d do anything for him just as he had said he would for her. Now she understood where his head truly lay, she felt the happiest she’d ever been. Just knowing that this incredible man cared for her was enough to keep her going. She’d never give up. Her body would never give up fighting to survive. Just to spend one more night with the man who now haunted her dreams.

~Bonsoir~

Should have a post up tomorrow, had a busy day studying then going cinema and meal out for partner's birthday.

~Bonsoir~

You Give Me Something

Victoria lost herself in his eyes, he had no need to use his vampiric charm over her to seduce her into letting him feed on her blood because he knew she would give it to him willingly. So, what she really got lost within was the infatuation itself that she held for him. She had never met anyone as enticing, as exciting and charming as Lord Hygrace. Not only did he whisk her off her feet the moment they met with his amazing footwork and the way he danced with her, he had simply piqued her curiosity to his own persona that made her want to get to know him.

The way he brushed a strand of her hair away from her face, the very simplest of acts made her swell with affection for the vampire. He was just like any other human, capable of love and care. Why couldn’t The Order see past their fangs? Things had to change, only she could change their thinking with proof that Vail wasn’t the horrible monster they made him out to be. She smiled coyly at him just as if it were their first intimate encounter all over again. He had told her before – that he thought she was worth it. Somehow, it just hadn’t sunk in yet. When he admitted he wanted all of her, she wondered if that meant more than just as a simple lover or secret mistress? Would he even tell his family about her? Her mother knew of this ordeal and so did Gerald who was her supposed Godfather.

She gazed down softly as he revealed it would never be simple. Of course, it could be, if they wanted it to be. Here, a man simply loved a woman. But The Order saw no man, they saw a monster. It was as bad as if they pre-judged him based on any colour, culture or religion. They were quite simply racist. Racist against a higher evolved form of humanity. Perhaps they were just jealous they did not possess superior power. As he mentioned they should at least try, she smiled brightly despite her inner weakness. It was if Vail himself were her medicine and made her feel one hundred times better.

As he told her that he would handle the Wynters, her anxiety only heightened. How was he going to handle them? Her blue eyes flickered with worry in the dim candlelight of the lodge. She gulped lightly as he expressed, they would be hunted. She nodded slightly, there was no dying they would all say she was manipulated by him, taken in by his vampiric pheromones. That was far from the truth, she felt strongly about Vail since they met because of his charming personality and their shared banter in the beginning. But when he revealed to her that she gave him a reason to live, and that he wouldn’t let anyone get between them.

She was so overwhelmed by his emotional confession that her eyes welled up with water. This time her tears were derived from joy. She closed her eyes upon receiving his second kiss, causing a tear to roll down her delicate cheek. She smiled when he said she was his and only his and vowed not to let Spencer hurt her again. She gazed into his hazel eyes and took both his hands into hers. “I’m all yours Vail Hygrace…” Even though she made the initial deal with him that if he got rid of Spencer, only then she would be his whenever and however he wanted, she made it clear that that time was now. “…Nobody else’s.”

She leaned in to reciprocate her desire for him and planted her lips against his as if she couldn’t get enough of his affection. She was unsure if he still wanted to keep feeding on her the way he did or if she could give him the satisfaction he needed from her weakened life stream, nonetheless she exhaled her hot breath against his neck as they parted lips and presented him with her neckline as she exposed her collar to his eyeline. As she had told him, he could have her any way and anywhere he wanted. She was his now.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria felt one hundred times better when Vail wrapped his arm around her protectively. His silence was almost deafening as she cried. She thought he must be seething with anger. As he revealed that he would truly take the consequence for Spencer’s death and his answer was so filled with conviction, she blinked, a single tear drop fell from her chin. As his hand took her chin with such a delicate touch, her heart practically skipped. He wasn’t here just to feed on her, he wanted to give her affection by the looks of it. She welcomed his lips onto hers as she kissed him back just as deeply as he kissed her. She couldn’t hide her rising pheromones.

Lady Crest smiled as Vail pulled his lips away from hers as she let out a long exhale. She had no idea the extent of his own wrath for the Lord after learning what he had done to her. A human whom he had now claimed that he would do anything for. Anything. He admitted that she was more than just a source of blood and nutrition for his needs and desires. But not only that, he said he wanted to be with her. That was a bold statement to make. As far as she knew, vampires and humans could not be together. Whether it was culturally unacceptable to vampires to be with their prey, she didn’t know. Humans, however, well the humans who knew about vampires, she hadn’t met anyone who thought it was fine for a vampire and a human to be romantically involved.

Victoria stared into Vail’s eyes as she felt like her heart would burst from her chest. “You…want to….be with me?” Even if he had to drive a silver bullet through his adversary’s heart himself barehanded was an even bolder statement. He had to be truly sure of himself and his capabilities to vow to do such a thing, against a Wynter no less. Suddenly she felt less shaky, less scared and…hopeful for once in her life. A vampire who could actually care for a human was no easy feat and no other human could claim that one had vowed to do anything for them as Vail had declared so openly to Victoria.

Without further hesitation, she grasped at his hand as much as she could and brought it to her face and she kissed the back of it and then nuzzled her cheek against his fingers. “Oh Vail..” She closed her eyes and sighed softly, taking in his presence, his cologne, his everything. Dare she express the joy in her fluttering heart to her truest feelings to this dangerous creature of the night? That she couldn’t stop thinking about him. That every time she closed her eyes, he was there. That thoughts of seeing him again was the only thing keeping her going as she was bed ridden and helplessly kept prisoner in her own manor. “Is it really that simple?” She wondered how easy he thought being with her would be. Would Spencer be their only barrier? “If you kill Spencer…the Wynter’s will never let you get away with it…they’ll hunt us til the ends of the Earth.” She warned him with a pained expression. “I couldn’t bear it…if something happened to you…I…..want to be with you too.” She confessed as her cheeks fully flushed red.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria leaned against Vail as she got more upset, she cried into her hands and then slowly turned to bury herself in his chest and cry against him instead. She trembled in his grasp. He needed him, more than as just a friend or even a shoulder to cry on. She needed him as a protector. And she wanted him as a lover, no matter how impossible it might be to succeed. She had never been soothed like he had soothed her by gently running his hand up and down her delicate back.

After a few minutes her sobbing had almost ceased to a sniffle. “Vail…” She managed to grasp just enough at the sides of his shirt, though her fingers still weak and shaky. She slowly looked up at him, her eyes reddened with tears and her cheeks wet. “…You’re…serious?” She had to ask and double check what he just snarled. She saw the anger behind his eyes. He was really upset by what she told him. More than he should be. “…Why?” She had to hear it from him, she surmised it was his possessiveness over her blood. But was there more reasoning behind his quiet fury? She’d never seen him like this before. And why didn’t he care about the danger of attempting to kill Spencer? A Wynter no less. He would spur the entire Wynter clan against him and his family? It must be a big enough deal to warrant such a vow of vengeance.

He also mentioned he would end him for this specific act of violence toward Lady Crest. She blinked at him slowly, examining his face carefully. “You would really incur the wrath of the Wynters…for me?” She seemed perplexed, as if she didn’t understand his motivation. Was he really just that addicted to her blood, that he meant that he would kill Spencer for draining her of so much blood to a dangerous level? He was only here for one thing surely – her blood. If she had not seduced him on their previous encounter, then he would not have known such carnal pleasures of her flesh. Perhaps he wanted more, like she did. She knew that she could not stop thinking about that night they laid together. It was the most she had felt alive in her life.