Paris's POV:
"Sir, we searched everywhere but we found no traces of Dylan Ainsworth," one of my newborns told me as he stood in front of my desk. I frowned a little and leaned back in my chair and looked towards Richard then before raising an eyebrow. This isn't good... Dylan is missing, and the twins are with the Hunter's Association. Who knows what'll happen to them? They're too young for the HA to have any interest in them besides the fact they're Caden Ainsworth's children. I bit my bottom lip in thought before taking in a deep breath. I'll have to let Blade know we couldn't find Dylan.
"I hope nothing bad is happening to him," I muttered and looked at Richard. "He's a newborn- alone... He probably thinks his whole family is dead and he was given the burden of eternity." I just wish he would find his way here so I can help him. Richard frowned as he looked out the window then nodded.
"Call him, Paris. Ask him to check up on the twins in the HA to make sure that they're safe. He might not be able to get his hands on them... but he can at least find something out," he told me then rubbed his throat with a small wince. His eyes slowly turned towards the newborn in front of my desk before he gave a hungry growl and started for him as his fangs sharpened. He's hungry...
"Why visit when we can go there ourselves," I suggested. "Now is a good time to strike them while we're wanting to show them who is boss in this territory." He tackled my newborn to the floor and moaned as he sunk his fangs in deep, tearing out a chuck on his flesh before he started to gulp the blood down greedily. I eyed them over and frowned as I watched my newborn yelp and widen his eyes as he tried to get free from Richard. He pinned him down and gave a starved growl as he tore into his neck, his nails digging into the newborn's wrists and making him bleed. "Richard, save it for the hunters," I chuckled out. He sat up slightly and looked towards me as his eyes tinged red, the newborn's blood dripping down his chin. He gripped my newborn firmly as he watched me curiously, but as soon as my newborn squirmed, he was all over him, tearing back into him hungrily. I shivered a little as I eyed him over. When he blood binges.... he goes full out.
After my newborn's blood started to run stale, he pulled away from him and licked his lips, wiping at his chin then licking the blood off his hands with a small moan. "Hmm~ That feels so much better~"
"You've starved my poor newborn," I told him and frowned. "You could at least save it for a human... Let's go see someone," I told him and stood up. "You'll like who I have in mind." He looked towards me quickly then purred, getting to his feet and climbing onto the desk as he came for me.
"Oh?" I widened my eyes and blushed before snatching his hand and teleported us into town and started to swing our arms as I glanced around and started to pull him with me.
"Perry's bar should be ready by now. Remember the thief we gave money to?" I asked him. He nodded and was about to say something, but as soon as we passed someone, his attention was snatched away from me as he looked after her hungrily, his fangs sharpening at her scent. His hand started to loosen on mine as he slowed down like he was going to follow her. I tightened my grip on him and yanked him away from her. He widened his eyes slightly as he looked towards me then squeezed my hand as he walked with me.
"Paris," he murmured sweetly and kissed my shoulder, purring towards me already. I looked at him and purred before wrapping my arms around him quickly. He nuzzled his head against my chest then leaned in towards my neck, kissing it before he started to suck on my earlobe. I gasped and pushed him back slightly.
"Richard," I snapped. "We're doing something," I reminded him. He looked me in the eyes then smirked playfully as he put his hands in his pockets.
"Perry, right?" He asked me then started to walk down the street. "I think it's this way." I followed him quickly.
"Okay," I mumbled.
"Wasn't he opening a vampire bar?" He asked in excitement, starting to purr loudly at the thought. "With humans to drink from?"
"Yes, that's why we're going to check in on him," I reminded him. He nodded and looked back at me, reaching for my hand.
"Well let's go my darling," he purred at me then winked. I took his hand and gave it a small squeeze. He pulled me to him then gave me a passionate kiss. He pulled back slowly and looked me in the eyes before he huffed, love filling his eyes as he rubbed my knuckles. He's so perfect. I'm a very lucky man to have Paris at my side as my mate. I don't regret a single thing I've done for him. He's the stars in my night sky. One day I'll do so much more for him and remind him just how much he means to me. I took him down the street then to try to find Perry's bar. I can't wait to see it. I bet it'll be exciting.
When we reached it, he got the door for me then followed me inside, glancing around as he put his hands in his pockets. "Perry?" He called out, heading towards the bar. I eyed over the well decorated bar that was splashed with color coordinating reds, blacks, whites, and purple. Our familiar investment was standing behind the bar with a few customers sitting at it and drinking from glass mugs with blood in it. Perry's eyes looked at us quickly before he grabbed a bottle of beer quickly and eyed us over cautiously. Richard sat down calmly and watched him with a smirk. "Mind giving me something red with a little rum in it?" He asked, pulling some money out of his wallet and putting it down in front of him. "Some for my mate too." He eyed us over and watched as I walked up and sat down by Richard. He smirked a little and got a bottle of wine out with some rum. Richard glanced it over then took the wine, pulling the cork out. He started to drink it then, humming as he kicked his feet a little. Perry fixed us two glasses of rum and put a splash of red wine in it before giving it to us. Richard eyed it over then pushed it towards me, keeping his bottle he had swiped. He got up suddenly, glancing around before he smirked, going towards where the music was and started to go through the selections.
"Perry, do you know of any rumors about the Ainsworths?" I asked curiously. He eyed me over and gave it a thoughtful look.
"I think they were recently in trouble," he told me and frowned slightly. "A few vampires brought them to their death day." The music suddenly changed over to Shut up and Dance with Me as Richard came back and sat down with his bottle of wine. I eyed him over before looking at Perry.
"He needs some blood," I told him. Richard licked his lips then looked at Perry before he purred.
"Peeeeeeerry~ wanna dance with me?" He purred out, starting to lean over the counter for him with a playful look.
"No," Perry said quickly and stepped back from the bar quickly to be just out of reach. Richard frowned and made grabbing motions with his hands at Perry.
"But Perry~ We're friends," he sung out.
"I'm not dancing with you... I only dance with women," Perry told him and smirked.
"Hmph, you are missing out," Richard told him then snatched a guy who was sitting by him and got to his feet, yanking the vampire with him to go dance as he laughed.
"R-Richard," I gasped out and frowned. What's wrong with him? I pouted a little then. He soon went to bite him, leaning in towards his neck but was shoved back quickly as the vampire tsked at him.
"No," he told Richard firmly. "I'm not interested." Richard frowned at him before he came back over to me and wrapped his arms around me from behind, leaning his head against my shoulder.
"Poor sweetie.... You just want some blood. Get Perry to give you some," I suggested. He nuzzled his head against me before he kissed my cheek and sat down beside me, picking up his bottle of wine again with a frown.
"No..." he said and sighed. "I don't need any blood."
"Are you sure? You seem needy," I told him and smiled a little as I let out a purr.
"Yes," he grumbled and took a sip of his wine. "I'll eat when I get home."
"What?" I asked and frowned. "No... You're not eating up the manor. Eat the town," I told him firmly. He frowned then took another sip of his wine, sinking down in his seat. I eyed him over and frowned a bit before looking at Perry and gave a small smile.
"So, you know a few things then?" I asked. "You do own a bar. You must hear somethings. There were vampires that attacked the Ainsworth manor."
"Yeah," he said and nodded a little. "That's right."
"Have they been here?" I asked and raised an eyebrow.
"Why does it matter?" He asked and frowned.
"Because we're wanting to track them down... find out why they killed the Ainsworths and how they got away with it," Richard spoke up, staring at his bottle in his hands.
"There's one here," he said and pointed towards a door. "In a private room with another accompanying him." Richard glanced towards the door then dropped the bottle quickly, going towards it with a hiss.
"Oh, they're dead," he grumbled. I followed him quickly and took his hand in mine and gave it a kiss as I took him into the back rooms where they were private for blood feeding off of the living. I eyed over the doors and started to check each one until I found one being occupied with two males and six humans. One of them was currently pinning one down as the girl giggled at him, but he paused as soon as the door open then hissed.
"Hey, fuck off! This is a private room," the man told us and sat up on the girl. Richard gasped slightly and looked at me.
"Honey, this one is occupied," he whispered then blushed at me, moving closer to me as he bit his bottom lip. "Perry told us to go to this one, right?"
"Hey, don't just stand there, you idiots. Shut the door. You're killing the mood in here," the man said again and snapped his fingers at us, pointing at the door. "Go somewhere else."
"There's room for more," the other male vampire said as he pulled back from a female's neck and licked his lips clean. "But you can't have our humans."
"Did you just honey me?" I asked Richard in amusement and went to kiss him as I purred loud. That was so hot. He gasped slightly then kissed me, purring back before he nuzzled his head against my chest, glancing back into the room as he snuggled up against me.
"Should we join them?" He asked me softly, purring as he gripped the front of my shirt. His voice sounded like soft silk, catching my attention as he smiled innocently.
"Sure," I said and purred as I pulled him into the room and shut the door slowly. He looked me in the eyes then leaned in, kissing my neck before he glanced towards the other guys and chuckled.
"So, what are your names?" He asked them and went over to them, swaying his hips slightly before he sat down right between them and crossed his legs.
"My name is Asher," the one that welcomed us to join told me as he rubbed the girl's back. The other scoffed and went back to his girl, making her giggle as he ignored Richard.
"That's a fun name," Richard purred to Asher then leaned towards him slightly. "My name is Richardo Dracula~ Wanna know who my mate is?"
"O-oh," Asher said and leaned away quickly and stuck the girl between Richard and him as his face quickly read 'fuck'. I smirked a little as I stayed by the door to block it and let Richard have his fun. I don't want to play cat and mouse.
"His name is Paris fucking Grimm," Richard told him then winked, crawling over the girl as the other guy tensed and gripped his girl tighter. My mate got into Asher's lap then purred, running his fingers along the other's jaw. "Now, why don't you tell me what the fuck happened to the Ainsworths, hmm?" His fingers traveled to Asher's neck before he could react and snatched it, hissing as he exposed his fangs. The other guy got up quickly and looked in my direction then went pale as he saw I was blocking the door. I smirked slightly as I eyed him over and leaned up against the door then. I watched as the humans ran off to a corner to get away from us.
"W-what? What Ainsworths?" Asher asked innocently and gave a small smile as he struggled to breath.
"Oh, you know, the most famous vampire hunter family in the area," Richard said then purred. "Maybe I'll just... bite you till you tell me," he suggested and smirked as he leaned in and bit down deeply into his neck. Asher yelped out in pain and squirmed quickly to try to get away.
"Help," he begged his friend. His friend widened his eyes and looked from me to Richard then back to me before he went after Richard, but as soon as he did, I smelled Richard's familiar mark as Asher moaned. I gasped a little and narrowed my eyes a bit as I watched Asher moan and melt under Richard.
"Richard," I hissed out a little. He better be planning on returning that mark to me soon. My mate purred loudly as his hand tightened on Asher's throat, forcing him to push his head back before he yanked away as Asher started to get weak. He licked his lips then eyed down the other one hungrily, going after him quickly. "Don't kill them," I reminded as I eyed over the remaining... "Actually, if he doesn't tell us anything... Kill him. We only need one alive for information. We'll torture the weakling until he gives us information." Asher tried to get up as he stumbled a bit and fell over with a groan- his mind was fogged with what just happened to him. Richard glanced towards Asher then smirked as he glanced at the other and yanked him close, ripping out his heart then licked it as he let the body fall to the floor.
"You didn't even ask," I said and tsked. "Richard, naughty boy." He gave me a playful look then kissed the heart.
"He wasn't going to tell us anything, Paris~" He purred at me sweetly.
"You don't know that," I said in amusement. He smirked then and tossed the heart onto the couch, coming towards me.
"Did you really like me calling you honey?" He purred. "I thought it was a nice touch. You seemed to really like it~"
"You were very adorable," I told him and smirked as I moved off the door and started for him. "But you should have kept that vampire alive."
"I couldn't help myself~" He said and wrapped his arms around my neck as I reached him. "You're not going to punish me, are you?" He asked then kissed my neck with a purr.
"I have other people to punish," I told him and rubbed his cheek before exposing my neck to him. He better mark me back. He purred and kissed my neck then pulled away, going over to Asher to get him.
"So, do you want to stick him in our basement?" Richard asked me curiously. "We could torture him there." I frowned slightly before nodding. He didn't mark me... Bastard. Damn I love it when he plays hard to get. I smirked a little then.
"Sure, with my newborns."
"Alright~ let's go," he said then looked towards the girls huddled in the corner. "Tata~" He drug Asher by the shirt he was wearing across the floor, walking past me and out into the hall. I followed him and shut the door behind me quietly.
"Richard~" I purred out. "You're forgetting to mark me," I whined out.
"I'm not forgetting," he teased me, looking back at me with a playful smirk.
"Are you making me wait then?" I asked and pouted. He exposed his fangs at me then and dropped Asher, looking me over as he started from my toes and lingered over every inch of my body.
"Maybe," he husked out. I purred as I watched him before starting for him but paused as I heard Asher trying to crawl away from us. Richard's eyes snapped towards him before he tsked and kicked him in the head, watching as he fell over. "You're not going anywhere," he warned him sharply. "You're ours now, Asher- unless you want your heart ripped out like I did to your friend back there." Asher yelped out in pain and held his head quickly and curled up into a ball. Richard gave a triumphant smirk before he grabbed him and started to drag him again, whistling cheerfully. I followed them quickly and put my hands in my pockets.
"C-Can we negotiate?" He asked quickly and tried to grab onto something.
"No," Richard purred. "Unless you want to tell us every single little detail starting now. In which case, it's up to my sweet gorgeous honey bear following us whether or not you live." I gave a small laugh and eyed over Richard in amusement. He's being creative with nick names.
"I didn't harm them," Asher said quickly.
"You were there though, weren't you?" Richard asked and stopped, looking down at him then picked him up and shoved him against a wall. "You were there when they drew their last breaths. You know who the fuck your leader was."
"Why do you care? They were hunters," Asher told him and frowned.
"No, they were retired," Richard hissed, exposing his fangs at him. "They were selling us guns! What the hell happened to the twins, huh? You know anything about that?!"
"Yeah, another vampire showed up and ran us off," he whispered. Richard eyed him over then looked towards me.
"Sounds about right," he said then looked back at him. "Who's your leader?" He hissed and slammed his back against the wall again.
"O-owe, no one in particular. We were given a great sum of money to get the job done by an anonymous source. My maker had us carry it out."
"Who's your maker?" He growled and narrowed his eyes. "I'll bite you again if you don't spit it out quick."
"W-what? You're not going to go harm my maker," he hissed out protectively. "I won't let you." Richard smirked then bit down into him again, starting to purr as he shoved Asher against the wall. He yelped out in pain and squirmed against Richard. "N-no you big bully!" He yelled out. I busted out laughing as I watched them. Richard kept a firm grip and marked him again, pulling his fangs out before he grabbed Asher by the collar.
"Who's your maker?" He purred out playfully at him. Asher started to slide down the wall then as he looked at Richard in a daze.
"I can't tell you," he whined out quickly.
"Yes, you can~" He purred then rubbed Asher's cheek. "C'mon and tell me."
"N-no," Asher said and started to cry. "I'm not going to... He's my maker."
"Tell me," he whispered into Asher's ear as he wrapped him up in his arms. "I'll bite you again if you don't."
"I can't tell you," Asher mumbled out and blushed.
"Oh?" Richard smirked and looked towards me as he leaned back in towards Asher's shoulder this time.
"No," Asher told him and shook his head. "I can't," he whined out. Richard smirked then bit down into him, starting to drink his blood as his eyes lingered on me. I eyed them over and tsked a little. He shoved Asher aside suddenly and started for me, licking his lips as he chuckled. Paris~ I widened my eyes and gasped as I stumbled away from him.
"Oh no you don't," I warned. "Don't drain me." He gave a small growl, reaching out for me. I caught a small hint of lust in his eyes as he looked towards my lips. I blushed and walked up to him and exposed my neck then. He wrapped his arms around me as soon as I got close enough then kissed my lips, avoiding my neck. I whined and kissed him back before looking away then. He purred then kissed my jaw, starting to move his lips down to my neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck quickly and leaned up against him.
"Paris," he murmured softly, brushing his fangs up against my skin slowly.
"Richard," I whined out and pouted.
"What?" He asked, laughing slightly at me.
"Mark me," I whined out. Meanie! He purred then sank his fangs deep into my neck, pulling me closer to him. I purred a little and exposed my neck better for him. He moaned slightly before I felt his venom running through my veins, sending thrills of pleasure through me that made my knees weak. I yelped and used him to lean up against. He pulled his fangs out of my neck and gave me a quick kiss as he moved his arms around my waist to keep me up.
"Honey," he husked into my ear then nipped the top of it. I gasped lightly and looked away quickly as I felt myself blushing.
"R-Richard," I mumbled.
"My sweet little love bug," he purred quickly, moving a hand under my chin and tilting my face to look at him. "Don't look away from me." I purred and kissed him quickly but pulled back and looked at Asher.
"Richard, make him tell you his maker's name," I purred out.
"But you'll look at me all upset again," he purred back.
"Don't make me have a reason to get upset," I warned. He nodded then kissed my forehead, glancing back towards Asher before he walked over to him and snatched him up again.
"Let's go," he told Asher firmly. "We're going to stick you in our basement where our newborns can play with you till you tell us who your maker is so we can send you home to him."
"Our newborns love fresh meat," I said in excitement. "They'll fight for him."
"Oh yes, they will," Richard said and looked at Asher. "You'll be their new playtoy- I mean playmate."
"N-no," Asher said quickly and widened his eyes.
"Oh yes~ We won't rescue you from them till you tell us who your maker is- and some of them are so old and neglected that their coffin mates are maggots," Richard told him. "Won't you love being dragged into someone's maggoty coffin?"
"Ew! No!" He yelled out and looked disgusted. "I'm not doing that!"
"Well it's going to happen unless you tell me who your maker is," Richard said firmly, getting the door and taking us back into the main part of Perry's bar. "Thanks Perry! The girls are still alive," he told him then drug Asher to the bar. "They might be traumatized. I ripped out one of the vampire's hearts in front of them."
"Thanks for giving them a fright," he muttered. "Did you leave me a mess to clean up!?" He frowned and glared us down. "Get out of my bar."
"Perry," Richard said and frowned. "Don't be that way. I'll pay to have that room cleaned by professionals," he promised him. "Just don't let anyone use it today. Someone will be by at night."
"Okay," Perry purred out. "Thanks for the cleaners in advance," Perry said and waved us off.
"Hmph, you're a great bartender," Richard grumbled. "Shooing off some of the best business you can and the ones who helped you get this place, mister robber."
"You two look like you're wanting to go," he said and smirked.
"Uh huh," Richard said and narrowed his eyes at Perry. "I see how it is."
"Good," Perry said and smirked. "You should." My mate huffed then and sent him a small glare before he started for the door, dragging Asher with him.
"Don't come crying to us when your bar gets busted by hunters one day," Richard hissed towards him. "Bastard," he muttered under his breath.
"We'll see you later," I told Perry and followed Richard out the door. He looked towards me and tsked.
"He should be more grateful we didn't eat him when he tried to steal from us," Richard grumbled as we walked out onto the street. "I'm not going back. We'll send someone to clean up, but I don't plan on giving him another dime. I'll find somewhere else to get drinks."
"What?" I asked and frowned. "You're overreacting," I told him. He frowned at me then and glanced back at the bar then looked at me.
"Only a little, but he could still be more grateful. We did help him get his business going," he sighed out. "He should be more friendly instead of bordering on throwing us out with a smile."
"We were leaving anyways," I told him and teleported us home. He looked around as we got home then looked down at Asher with a small smirk.
"Fine~" he told me and purred as he drug Asher to the door to our basement. "Perry's just Perry anyways." Asher yelped and widened his eyes before biting down into Richard's arm quickly. Richard hissed sharply then smacked him. "No, bad boy," he told Asher sharply. "Listen here, you'll go down there, and you'll stay down there an entire week if you don't tell me right now who your maker is!" Asher growled at him then.
"I'm not going down there!" He yelled out.
"Oh yes you are," he told him sharply. I heard a small yawn from on my couch then before one of my French army brats sat up and rubbed his eyes tiredly.
"Hmmm~ I'm sleepy," he murmured, his little fangs sharpened like he was hungry.
"What're you doing up here?" I asked and purred. "Go back downstairs to sleep, sweetie."
"Don't put me down there," Asher begged. The French brat looked at me and blinked a few times before he gasped and got to his feet.
"Maître Paris!" (Translate: Master Paris!) His cheeks reddened and he ran his fingers through his blond hair that looked like it had been chopped off with a knife. Some of the locks were longer than the others, especially near his face, but he looked rather young- not like the ones who slumbered in their coffins for centuries. I couldn't even see many signs on him that he slept in a maggot infested coffin. He nodded to me and lowered his gaze quickly, starting to head for the basement. I noticed his hands fidgeting like he was nervous I was going to get him. I smirked a little then. It's time I go downstairs and clean up the coffins.
"Richard," I whispered. "Time to clean out the coffins," I told him. He looked towards me then groaned.
"Really?" He asked me then looked at Asher. "Lucky," he told him sharply. "I was going to let the most maggoty one gets their hands on you." The blond paused as he glanced from Richard to Asher then back to Richard as he bit his bottom lip.
"Clean?" He asked softly, his attention turning to me in confusion.
"Don't worry about it," I told him and walked up to him then and grabbed his wrist and brought him close to me before biting down into my wrist and offered it to him. "Drink this." He gasped and looked towards my wrist hungrily, smelling it before he licked it and moaned. He latched onto my wrist and held it in his hands as he closed his eyes, starting to purr lightly as he relaxed. I saw his skin changing to a healthier, radiant tone as the darkness under his eyes faded and his hair started to get silkier looking. Richard watched then gave me a jealous look. I smirked and pulled my wrist back and pushed him towards Richard.
"Richard has you a birthday gift," I told him. The newborn gasped and looked at Richard in terror before he took off running from him, sprinting across the room to put distance between him and Richard who frowned and watched.
"Well that one is definitely yours," he told me. "Mine don't run from me." I smirked and looked at my newborn.
"Come back, he's not so bad, promise." My newborn shook his head from the other side of the room, trembling as he looked at me.
"Non," (T: No) he whispered and rubbed his arms, eyes wide. Richard smirked then and moved his hold to Asher's arm.
"Don't you want a playmate? This one needs babysitting~ You're rather cute. Wouldn't you like a boytoy?"
"No!" Asher hissed out and tried to pull away.
"Oh, look at him, he's fine," Richard hissed at Asher. "You're lucky I'm not giving you to the Germans we have down there. Some of them are big guys who like a lot of sex." My newborn watched then started to come over slowly, relaxing a little, but he stopped near me and didn't go near Richard. Asher widened his eyes and shook his head.
"I can't tell you, please let me go," he whined out to Richard.
"You can too tell me," Richard told him sharply then pushed him towards my newborn who caught him as Asher stumbled. He blushed and looked at Asher then at me.
"S-sir," he whispered, his face going as red as a tomato.
"Present," I muttered. Asher bit down into my newborn hard then- starting to drink his blood. He yelped and looked at Asher then gave a small growl, biting down into Asher's shoulder to get even. He moaned after a few minutes and marked him, purring a little. Asher growled a little and shoved my newborn away from him. He pouted as he was shoved away then rubbed his lips before he tackled Asher and purred, wrapping his arms around him as he laughed a little. Asher growled and bit back down into my newborn. He yelped and gave a small whine, looking towards Asher.
"Hey," he said and pushed on Asher's head. "No bitey. I like my blood in my body." He blushed then looked Asher over. "Friends." Asher growled a little as he pulled away and got to his feet slowly.
"No," Asher told him and blushed. My newborn frowned at him then whined slightly, reaching for him.
"Why not?" He asked innocently.
"I don't make friends with the enemy," Asher scoffed out and rolled his eyes.
"I'm not your enemy. My maker would have told me to eat you if you were an enemy."
"You're my enemy," Asher muttered. My newborn frowned then tackled him again, starting to purr.
"I wanna be friends. I don't have many~" He said innocently then laughed happily.
"Errrr- fine- give me blood," Asher told him and went to bite him then. Blondie whined slightly but tilted his head obediently, closing his eyes tightly.
"Don't take too much," he whispered. "I don't feed often."
"Don't let your pet get away," I warned my newborn. "He's a prisoner." He opened his eyes and looked towards me quickly then blushed.
"Why is he a prisoner?" He asked me, wrapping his arms around Asher's neck. "Did he do something bad?"
"He's holding information. Maybe you can make him talk." He frowned and looked at Asher then nuzzled his head against him.
"What kinda information?" He asked then relaxed as he smelled Asher and started purring loudly like he liked it.
"About his maker," I explained. Asher pulled away then and wrinkled up his nose a little as he looked at my newborn. I caught my newborn frown slightly before he tsked at Asher then brushed past him, going towards the basement.
"Wrinkling your nose at me," I heard him grumble under his breath, disappointment in his eyes.
"Take him with you and show him a good-sized coffin," I suggested and started for the basement myself with Richard to get some cleaning done down there like I had in mind. He watched me walk past him then grabbed Asher, dragging him behind us as he stayed quiet.
"We need to get a few army brats trained to do it," Richard told me and rubbed his head. "Think about it. If you had two of them awake most of the time and fed, they could wake the others when needed and keep the others healthy while we do what we want. We wouldn't have to go down there and do this so often."
"I enjoy doing this. I get to spend time with them and remind them who they fight for," I told him and looked over my shoulder at him. "They're still my newborns... even if I lock them down in the basement in coffins." Richard nodded as his lips turned into a small smile as he looked me in the eyes with respect.
"A lot of other purebloods wouldn't care about them like that," he purred at me, tilting his head slightly. "Maybe that's part of why fate gave you to me. You're a much bigger man than any of the others out there~"
"I care more for my underlings," I whispered and gave a smile. He purred loudly and snatched my shirt, yanking me into a kiss on the stairs. My newborn gasped a little as he watched us then blushed, adverting his eyes as he rubbed his cheek. I heard Asher sneaking out of my newborn's grip and starting back up the stairs quickly. I growled and pulled back from the kiss to look at him. Richard frowned and watched Asher then looked at my newborn.
"Fetch," he purred, smirking as blondie yelped and quickly went after Asher.
"H-hey! Come back," he called out, grabbing the hem of Asher's shirt as he caught up. "Don't go," he whispered.
"I'm not going down there!" Asher yelled and smacked my newborn's hand as he stumbled up the stairs to get away. My newborn yelped then hissed, chasing after him.
"Get back here!" He roared, narrowing his eyes. "My master said you're coming downstairs!" He tackled him at the top of the stairs and sent him a glare. "How are you supposed to be my friend if you're running off and giving me a hard time? I'm not wanting to hurt you, you ass."
"I'm not going down there," Asher growled out and exposed his fangs. "Never!"
"You're such a big baby," he hissed at him then grabbed Asher's shirt. "Wouldn't you do anything your maker told you to do? Mine told me to watch you, and I have to go down to the basement. You're supposed to be my friend. You're terrible."
"I know," Asher hissed and glared him down. "I'm not here willingly!"
"But can't you enjoy it at least? It's not like he's having me take you to our torture room," he told him then tsked. "Horrible friend. I'd have better luck trying to make friends with the others down there or even the maids."
"Enjoy?" Asher scoffed out. "There's nothing pleasant in a basement."
"Hmph," my newborn huffed then got off him, starting to drag him down the stairs. "Too bad. I don't want to be your friend anymore. I'll be friends with someone else, but you're going down to the basement where I'll trade you to the Germans for treats."
"No!" Asher yelled and dug his heels into each step.
"Too bad. You keep being a horrible friend, and I'd rather have treats than a friend who's going to keep running off from me," he said and purred sweetly at the thought. "It's been awhile since I've had a piece of candy~"
"Grrr!" Asher yelled and tackled him quickly and bit him on the neck.
"Richard," I muttered. He nodded and went towards them calmly before he grabbed Asher and snarled, slamming Asher against the wall roughly.
"Quit it," he told him then gave him a small glare. "Taking advantage of a poor little newborn like that is hardly honorable. You're going in one of the torture cells for punishment."
"I'll never tell you who my maker is," he spat out at Richard sourly. "Never!"
"You still didn't have to be that way," he told him sharply then smacked him firmly on the butt as he started to force him down the stairs. "Move it kiddo. It's the time out corner for you."
"No," Asher said stubbornly before leaning into bite Richard. He ripped out Asher's fangs and tossed them my way.
"No biting," he told him then smirked. "Biting is a no, no." Asher let out a yelp and fell to his knees as he held his mouth, blood starting to pour out of it. "Come on," Richard told him and picked him up bridal style, starting to carry him down the stairs. "Don't whine like a baby either. You had that coming."
"Put me down!" Asher yelled out in anger and tried to get down. I winced a little and rubbed my head as I heard my newborn's minds waking up and questioning all the noise from us. I leaned up against the wall and looked down the stairs. Now I remember why I make them sleep. Richard glanced towards me then frowned before he dropped Asher and let him fall down the stairs, watching as he tumbled.
"H-hey," my newborn whispered, watching as Asher fell. "Is he going to be okay?"
"He'll be fine," Richard said and shrugged it off. "He wanted down." When Asher finished falling a few steps from us he got up quickly and started back up them. I grabbed him by the shirt when he passed me and tossed him towards Richard.
"Put him over your shoulder," I told him. He nodded and picked him up, throwing him over his shoulder.
"I'm going to go ahead and lock him up for the day. Take little blond boy back to the others, and be careful," he purred to me then moved closer to me, giving me a kiss. "Maybe you and I can play a few games later~" He winked at me and ran his fingers down my shoulder, sending a small shiver through me. "Honey."
"Maybe," I purred out in delight. "Or we can get down to business and get things done today with our army brats."
"Well of course," he husked out then rubbed his thumb against my lower lip. "But afterwards, we have all the time in the world, Paris."
"Mostly," I muttered and gave a small smile. "We have a lot of things to do first."
"We'll make time," he purred at me. "I'll always make time to give you attention- even if I have to jump you." I nodded and blushed as I looked away. He's so needy~! I smiled a little and looked at my newborn.
"Let's get you back to your coffin for nappy time," I told him. He purred and ran up to my side, grabbing my hand as he looked up at me in adoration. Richard chuckled and walked off down the stairs, ditching us as he took Asher down to the dungeons. I eyed them over and smirked as I took my newborn into a giant room full of old coffins sitting on bunk beds. There were cobwebs, dust, dirt, spiders, rats, and the smell of death and blood down here. I wrinkled up my nose as I eyed the place over before looking at him. "Go to your coffin," I told him and rubbed his cheek. This place is disgusting. It needs a good cleaning. I don't even want to know what I might find in some of the older coffins. I need Richard to help me.... He whined slightly and held my head against his cheek.
"It stinks down here," he mumbled. "Why can't we go live on our own like other newborns? All I've known since I was made is this manor and this basement...."
"That's all you will know," I told him firmly. "Until it's time for battle. You're my warrior. Now rest up for battle," I warned him. "When I need you, you will be awoken and given an assigned room to freshen up and live in with blood rations. Richard will deal out your training and then war. If you live, you come back here for more rest and repeat. You're my army brat." I patted his head then. "I'm going to clean it up down here. I forgotten how easy it gets dirty and smelly down here." He puffed out his cheeks at me then pushed my hand away from him.
"No fair," he muttered then started to walk away. "That's a terrible life."
"Where are you going?" I asked him and frowned. "Terrible?" I asked. "Ungrateful!" He looked back at me then frowned.
"I'm not ungrateful. You forget about us all the time and then you want us to die," he told me then blushed, looking down at his feet. "I'm not ungrateful.... I'm happy to have a place to stay. I just wish I could do more."
"There's so many of you. I can't unleash you all into the world to drink up and drain our meal from this planet. You have to sleep," I told him. He nodded then purred slightly as he approached me again and hugged me.
"That makes sense~" He purred sweetly at me.
"Besides... Jumping through time by sleep isn't so bad. You get to have good dreams and lots of rest." He giggled then pulled away and gave my cheek a kiss.
"Yes sir!" He hummed lightly to a French tune and glanced around then smiled hugely as his eyes landed on a coffin a little way down the row we were on. He started for it with a light skip in his step then climbed up the ladder to it and crawled in, sitting inside it with the lid open. He pulled a small stuffed Teddy Bear into his lap and kissed the top of its head as he surveyed the room like a cat. I smiled and walked up to him before crawling up the ladder and eyed over his coffin.
"Goodnight my sweet newborn," I told him and rubbed his hand. "Sleep just a little longer. I'll be waking you up soon," I promised. He looked at me then gave me a sweet smile before he nodded and laid down obediently then curled up with his bear with a small sigh.
"Yes sir," he mumbled and closed his eyes. "I'll sleep." I eyed him over before closing the coffin on him and walked back down the ladder before getting down and started to slowly make my way around- checking the coffins for the maggot infested newborns. I'll have to replace them. It didn't take me long to find a girl who was slumbering in one of the older, falling apart coffins. A few maggots were crawling around on her pale skin, and she had gotten awfully skinny. Her flesh looked like it was stretched thin over her bones. She hadn't eaten in decades from the look of it. Her coffin had only been a few away from blondie's coffin. That's not good... I eyed the coffin over before looking out at the other similar coffins around it. I frowned a little before shutting the coffin slowly. I tsked a bit before grabbing my phone and called Richard's phone.
"What is it?" He hummed out as he answered after the third ring. "You need something? I'm a bit busy pulling all of Asher's teeth out of his mouth with these pliers."
"Aw, no fun," I purred out. "I've got maggots to clean," I grumbled. "Still want one to get after him?"
"No, we won't get a maggoty one for him. I don't want one that will be too weak. Grab a healthy male who looks sex deprived for Asher." I could practically hear the smirk in his voice. "Have him get washed up, and we'll gift Asher to him for a little sex bunny who can't bite. He'll squeal like a little piggy if he doesn't want to be taken by one of your newborns."
"You're so devious," I purred out in amusement before hanging up and started to look for one that fit the title. I searched through coffin after coffin, but it wasn't until I got towards the back that I found one that looked promising. He had dark black hair and was slightly muscly in the shoulders. His fangs were currently exposed as he gnawed on his pillow in his sleep, gripping it in his hands. He was rather handsome, and he looked nothing like the maggoty ones. He was a lot healthier- probably newer from the appearance of his coffin, but I could tell he had been asleep for a decade. I eyed him over before opening the coffin all the way.
"Wake up and come with me," I told him. My voice cutting through him and waking him up as I used a compulsive tone. He opened his eyes slowly, revealing a pair of violet reddish eyes. His eyes flashed my way before he sat up and got out of his coffin. I grabbed his arm and teleported him upstairs and in my bathroom before cutting on the water for him. "You'll wash up in here and I'll get you some blood," I told him as I started to text my head butler to have someone brought up here. He looked the bathtub over then started to strip, dumping his shirt in the floor before he shoved his pants down and got into the tub. He moaned slightly and sunk into it then eyed me over as he waited on the tub to fill, a small smirk forming on his face. I walked into my closet and got something comfortable out for him and placed it on the counter just as a maid walked in and eyed us over.
"Him," I told her as I sat down on the counter. She curtsied before walking over to him and gave her wrist to him. He eyed her wrist over then slowly took it before he yanked her into the tub with him and bit into her neck as he pinned her against the wall of the tub and forced his way between her legs, pushing up her skirt. She blushed and looked at me quickly for help.
"Save that for your gift," I told him. He growled slightly and looked my way, pulling his fangs out of her neck momentarily.
"Gift?" He asked, tightening his hold on her.
"Yes, I'm giving you something. Someone you're getting cleaned up for," I told him. He moved away slowly, looking interested as he moved to the closest side to me.
"What do you mean?" He asked then licked his lips clean of the maid's blood. "You want me to have sex with someone?" Grinning, he leaned against the side and chuckled at the thought.
"I want you to scare the living daylights out of him by it too. He's holding information from me that I want. You'll get it out of him." He smirked devilishly then and licked one of his fangs.
"I'm willing," he promised me. "I'll have him purring like a kitten and leaking everything he knows."
"He doesn't have fangs either so it'll be easy since he can't bite you."
"Can I be rough?" He asked quickly. "I want to be rough."
"Sure, why not," I purred in amusement. "Now hurry up and get clean and drink your blood. I've got you some clothes here you can wear. Do you want me to get you something for him?" He tapped his finger thoughtfully against the tub then nodded.
"Oils. Sexual oils. I want to rub them on him," he told me firmly. "I like the good smelling ones. I want him riled up."
"Alright," I said and smirked. "I'll be back with them by the time your bath is finished," I promised sweetly. He's going to have a lot of fun. If he can even, make it to touching Asher without that boy spilling everything to us. He turned his attention back to the maid and moved over to her, starting to drink from her wrist as his head spun from thoughts about how much he was going to enjoy screwing my prisoner. I laughed before smirking and teleported away when I felt he wouldn't get her while I was gone....