THE meeting was short, thankfully. And Timothy was able to control his sudden craving for blood. He knew he wouldn't be able to escape it at one point. Timothy literally felt his skin crawl at the hands that reached out to touch his face, and the eyes that were analyzing him. He wasn't some sort of art to display for Christ's sake!
"You didn't tell him that we're mates," he said later in the night to Sapphire.
"He didn't need to know that," she whispered. "It might be used against us, you know."
He nodded in understanding. She was right. They were strangers; dangerous ones, too. Better to keep silent.
They'd spent some time down the stairs, being introduced to some vampires and then told that their introduction and training would happen the next day. Since they said they weren't hungry, they were led to their prepared rooms.
Some other vampire who wasn't Dr. Holloway was the one assigned to showing them their room, and the woman was just so... Annoying. So annoying that Sapphire almost went 'witchy' on her. And so annoying that he didn't even remember her name. She kept questioning Timothy and trying to get in his personal space.
Previously, they'd spent some time with the vampires because a Lord or two of another town was around, and they were all curious. Lord Clementine had told them beforehand about Timothy's coming and since they were closer, they decided to come see him. Timothy was told that they weren't the only ones who knew about him. It seems that once the Mavericks discovered who he was, the news travelled quickly to the werewolves around, who passed it onto the vampires. It was like a boastful moment for them... But him being in the home of the vampires would definitely be news. The only ones who seemed relaxed were the witches.
If he had a choice, he'd rather be born by a witch. He didn't even know what his purpose was. If he didn't have a sister or a mate, he'd probably just follow the Mavericks and help them...in their killings of others. Not that the vampires were any better.
"I don't like them," Timothy said.
Sapphire laughed softly. They were lying on the same bed, side-by-side and facing each other, eyes only for each other.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Nothing serious," she replied. "Just that I don't like them either."
It was his turn to laugh. "You don't like much people though."
Sapphire hummed. "Like that bitch who tried to get all personal with you."
"Yeah, I don't like her at all."
He felt a finger glazing over his arm, where his mark was.
"I'd be disappointed if you were," she said. "Why would you like anyone but me?"
"You're right," he agreed. "There's no one like you, anyway."
He saw her smile at that. "You're so sweet. If we weren't in a stranger's place, I'd be on your dick right now... Bouncing up and down. Bet you'd like that...wouldn't you?"
Timothy gulped, getting all hot and bothered at the thought. She wasn't even trying that hard, and yet, here he was loosing his mind.
"I'm still surprised you're still a virgin at age twenty-one though," she started, like she hadn't just said something to get him hard. "You were so good that night."
"Is it a crime to be a virgin at twenty-one?" Timothy asked.
She cupped his cheek, rubbing it a bit. "Of course not. We can't all be whores. "
"Does it make you uncomfortable? That I'm not all that experienced? I know experienced people usually like --"
She'd placed a finger on his lips to stop him from continuing.
"If I had a problem with it, I would've said something from the beginning," she said. "Not everyone's experienced. I mean, I did expect you to have some experience but that night...you did pretty good. You're my mate... it's not like I can runaway from you because of that anyway. You just need to learn what I like and how I like it; and vice versa."
"So you can't runaway from your mate?" Timothy asked, interested, not noticing how close he was to her now.
"Yeah. As you know, my uncle has a library...I read that it's like the whole werewolf thing."
"Werewolves have mates...I remember that in some of the stories I've read," he said. "So they do in real life?"
"Yes. Sometimes they meet them, sometimes they don't. If they don't, no relationship they have will ever be great...unless some miracle happens. And said miracle has happened just less than a handful of times." She sighed. "Since it's The Oracle that came to talk to us personally, you're sure to know that it's serious and we're a hundred percent meant to meet. If we hadn't slept together yet, I wouldn't have bothered you for a while because I'd want you to have your fun but...This happened."
"I'm a bit confused."
"If we reject each other, we're both going to die," she said with finality. "It's not the same as the werewolves mate thing... It's more dangerous and powerful."
"Like my parents own?"
She nodded. "Most likely. Persons of different kinds don't end up as soulmates, from what I know."
"How'd you know about our--"
"The Oracle."
"Now, I really, really want to see a full moon so she'll appear in my dreams," he mumbled. "She needs to tell me somethings."
Sapphire laughed. "I'm sure she will."
"I guess we should go to sleep," Timothy said, noticing his mate's drooping eyes.
"Yeah," she readily agreed. "Good night, cutie."
"Good night."
The reason they were able to talk so freely was because, like at the Vanity's mansion, Sapphire cast a spell on their room. Vampires had sharp hearing, and there's no way on earth Timothy would be comfortable with strangers hearing what they were talking about. Especially about the 'dick' and 'virgin' part.
***
He woke up first, startled.
His arm was around Sapphire's waist and she was facing the other side of the bed.
It took a moment for him to notice how hard he was. He figured it was the usual morning wood...or maybe it was because Sapphire's ass was exposed from the nightgown she wore, pressed quite generously on his groin. He could feel him poking it.
After a few thoughts crossed his mind, he decided not to take advantage of the situation and just get up and take a bath. But then he heard a low moan, and felt a soft grind on his cock. Instinctively, his hand went right to gripping her waist softly.
"Uh... Um... Sapphire, you're--"
"Pull down your pants."
His eyes widened. Was she hearing herself? She's the one that said she didn't want to do anything in a stranger's house the other night.
So he tried to be reasonable. "Sapphire, I don't think--"
He heard fingers snap and his pants being pulled down by some invisible force. He watched in surprise at how hard he was. His cock looked like it was going to burst.
Sapphire was still facing the other way as she guided his hot organ into her pussy.
"W--what about a cond--" he stopped to moan softly at the feel of her warm center. Wow, it was better than a condom.
"Fuck me," she whispered, a hand on his arm as she forced all of him inside her.
Gripping one of her legs, pushing it wide apart and using his free hand to grip the bed's headboard as he fucked her slowly.
"You're going to eat me later," she whispered. "Either today or some other day. Are you going to do that for me, Tim?"
"I'll do anything you want," he breathed hard as he increased the pace of his thrusts, the sound of their skin slapping against each other loud. The thought of going down on her made him feel really excited.
"You're going so slow," she groaned. "Fuck me a bit harder... Just like last time."
She didn't have to tell him twice, really. Because he did just that. He made sure to ask her how she was feeling and all, everytime he went harder. But seeing that she got mad at him for doing that, he decided to shut up and just palmed one of her breasts while he thrusted into her just how she wanted. The bed kept creaking loudly and her breasts and ass kept flapping and clapping every which way because he barely took his time to take a breath.
Sapphire's screams were so loud that Timothy was internally panicking whether anyone could hear them. The bed also felt like it could break because of how much force he was using.
"Y--you're," he started, trying to muffle her sounds with his hand. "You're..." he gasped. "Sapphire, you're too fucking loud... Someone could hear us."
She chuckled, sweaty, biting off his hand from her mouth. "Wouldn't you like that though? Everyone hearing me scream in pleasure? Don't you want everyone to know that you're not just a cute face?" She asked in between moans. "That you can fuck real good too?"
She couldn't say anything again because her words kind of made him feel more horny. This time, he sat up with his cock still inside her and his back on the headboard, a finger down her clit and another on her breast as he increased the pace, making her scream louder. He was really deep inside her.
It didn't take long for him to come, but he kept rubbing her and kissing her before she finally came. Hard and loud.
"Did everyone really hear us?" Timothy asked quietly as they were lying side-by-side.
They were both too exhausted to walk to the bathroom yet. But they were satisfied though.
"My magic is powerful enough to last for days," Sapphire answered, eyes closed. "So don't worry about it, cutie."
He breathed a sound of relief at that. He didn't want anyone to hear what he'd been doing.
He cringed at the thought.