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Let me bring that shit back.

*kneels down before you* MA'AM. NEIL CONTENT PLEASE? MA'AM. can you make gramps be the feralest man alive?

ask, and you shall receive, my sweet, ominous Bal.

The chilly wind hit the trees outside Eloise's room, making her set down her mug on the balcony table to open the window, bring her things in and settle on the bed instead. She almost left her cup there. The storm outside roared. She sighed, a worried frown on her face.

"I hope there will be no thunder... I should check on Ethan."

The girl moved from her curtains to the door, only to hear a bang on the glass. She jumped, clutching her chest. The shadow in the window was nothing but a tree branch. She locked the window, moving to the door again. Aaron was already home since the full moon was gone. Passing through the halls and rooms, she could see each vampire. At least they weren't going to get the flu or something. The house creaked under her feet. Eloise was never fond of storms herself because they were ominous and brought memories.

She found Ethan in the kitchen, pouring himself a beer. Eloise knew he was still feisty, but when she silently extended two earplugs, he smiled gratefully and put them on, sipping his beer. Eloise gave him a pat on the head, then left. After a while of being friends and trying to get along with her, the vampires deemed her very fitting. Eloise found herself getting used to vampires around because living alone was scary, especially after surviving the fall from the window.

She remembers drinking a lot of blood that wasn't hers. She could've called the police on them, but she realized that having six men living with her wasn't a bad idea, especially if they had at least 30 years old. Strange for some people, but it was a win-win situation for everyone.

Of course, Neil came and was gone when Asmodée died (which was more proof that she should keep these guys around), and she contemplated asking them to turn her many, many times. She was still making up her mind. But something about them allured her. Something about never dying. About hunting, learning as much as them. Being as smart, seeing the world go round and round under her feet while she never changed. She had nothing to lose.

Maybe that also came from the fact that Neil entranced her in ways she knew she shouldn't be thinking about, but just the fact that he could control a demon and fight for his own life mesmerized her. His will to live, the way he drank her blood and left to live as much as he could. She wondered what types of things the man did. Where he went, who he could be with- No. That was too much.

"Shit!" She hissed, running to close it. She was pretty sure she secured the window before checking up on Ethan and looking for the others before it rained. That was weird. She let out a frustrated sigh, pressing her fingers against the mug and feeling the heat coming from it. The coffee was still too hot, so she grabbed a few rags to dry the floor. The noises were dull and calming, but the weather made everything creepier. She kneeled on the floor, trying her best to use the rags to drain the water, but before she had the chance to take them back to finish, she felt two drops on her back.

But it was the truth. Eloise wished she could have seen it up close. She could only use a telescope she had gotten from Aaron when they became friends. The girl remembers seeing his golden eyes from afar, mouth dripping with that black, strange blood. She felt this incredible urge to follow. But she knew he could kill her even after they knew each other's motivations.

Every night, her heart would clench when she remembered him towering over her. The sweet yet masculine and sickening scent he had engraved on her mind. Eloise walked around a little more. Then she found herself back in her room. She was never good at sleeping during the night, so she just stood there, thinking about what to do now that the pitter-patter of the rain slammed violently against the roof. Her eyes wandered to the window again.

They were cold and came from somewhere like the ceiling. Eloise grabbed the bucket she was using to wring the rags and put it on the places where the droplets fell, moving to the side and continuing her task. Then more droplets fell on her back, this time, followed by a snort. She gasped, looking up. Those eyes of his shone in the dim lights. His hair was down and parted to one side, as long as she could remember. The black button-up was clinging to his slender but muscular figure. Her eyes were directly in front of his crotch.

He had this nasty smile on his face, but she didn't yell. It wasn't worth it. He seemed way healthier. His eyes didn't have that crazy glimmer of the first time they met.

She sighed blissfully, looking up at him. Neil didn't expect such complacent behavior from the human, given how much she loved to argue, but he wasn't going to complain.

"Are you going to kill me?"

"Not quite. I can't do what I was thinking about doing if you're dead." Eloise crawled away to get a better look, resting her head against the glass and listening to him. "You know... I have been thinking this whole time I had been in here. It was one of the only things I could do." He crouched to get to her eye level, watching how her panties showed through the skirt.

"I kept telling myself you were just like your parents and I was doomed, but it was your idea that made me join your friends to get my freedom back. The thing is, you are just like them in a way. You're clever."

"Uh- thanks? What are you trying to-"

"Say? I remembered the things you used to say now that my judgment isn't so clouded. I remember how you smell... How your voice sounds... Your small giggles and even when you have fun by yourself... You know what I mean." Eloise gasped, eyes never leaving his, while he checked her out.

"When I saw you for the first time, it was almost sad to have to kill you when you looked like this. You look so pure, so... Sweet." His finger approached slowly and touched her warm, soft knee. She didn't flinch. "You can tell me if you want me to stop, doll."

Eloise opened her leg slightly and pulled the hem of her dress up enough to show him her lace panties. Her eyes were as clear as day when he held her thigh and slid his wet hand against it. His jaw clenched, eyes shining ominously in the dark. Neil pounced, kissing her urgently, a groan leaving his lips as if he'd been waiting. Eloise's tongue went out to play with his. The faint taste of iron mixed with Neil's made her suck in a breath. It tastes good.

Neil was surprised. He expected more talking and less... Of this, but she was so intoxicating that he was gone as soon as she opened her legs. Tiny groans filled the room as Neil held her thigh to keep it open, but soon that wasn't enough contact, and he grasped the back of her neck with the other hand, pushing forward and placing her on the floor, letting his weight fall on top of her. Her legs locked themselves on his hips, and her hands looked for his shirt's buttons, undoing them as fast as she could. Neil couldn't have enough of her little mouth, but it didn't mean he had to kiss her forever.

Neil smiled lovingly at her, watching her hands work on his shirt clumsily.

"You're so pretty like this..." He whispered in her ear, a sly grin spreading across his beautiful face. She whined, looking for his mouth again, but he moved to rip the top of her dress, making her yelp. His mouth attached to one nipple. Eloise was already damp from Neil's clothes, so his hot mouth sucking on her nipple made her shiver. He rolled his eyes, sucking on one nipple while he groped the other breast. Eloise moaned, leaning her head back and showing him her pale, delicate neck. His eyes darted towards her face, contorted in pleasure. His hands ripped the rest of the dress, then pulled her panties as quick as he could.

His hand found itself on her hair, yanking it forward and making her kneel. Eloise didn't waste any time and stripped him fully. Her eyes were hazy, her body wet and bare just for him. He stood up and kicked his unbuttoned pants aside. She licked her lips, opening her mouth slightly to accommodate his length. He sighed, seeing this was too much for him. He felt his resolve breaking way too quickly.

He moaned when she lost patience, sucking on his tip and licking the slit. He loved how her face showed how much she liked the taste and her hands roamed on his thighs. Her lips closed around the head, making eye contact as she put more and more on her mouth. It was too much. He thrust forward slightly, making her moan in approval, and pull him towards her with her hands.

He started with a slow pace, but she groaned in frustration. His hand squeezed her fringe and pulled her head towards him, thrusting quicker than before. Her gagging sounds and moans filled the room. He kept his eyes shut as her hands caressed him, hissing and moaning from time to time as her throat closed in on him. The pleasure was almost blinding. She was so, so sweet that he could cum on her face just from this. However, he pulled out to have her sucking him again and pumping what she couldn't take without his help. Her eyes were teary and pleading. Neil could only comply. He kneeled, opening her legs to accommodate himself in between them, and barely waited, testing out the waters to see if she was ready, then sliding in. He'd thought about that for days.

"Neil, fuck me. Please." He hissed, bottoming out. She rubbed her clit while he held her fringe again, groaning in her ear. His mouth found her perky nipple he left before, sucking on it, then her neck, where he created as many marks as he could, cherishing every moan and plead she gave him.

"Pretty one... You don't know what you've gotten yourself into." His voice felt strained as his hips began to slap against hers. It was hard to get used to the pace. Eloise gasped, rubbing her clit and enjoying the near overstimulation he was providing her. He pulled on her hair, keeping her head on the floor as he had his way with her. Eloise keened, arching her back and smiling at him. Her expression was full of some wicked form of peace and bliss.

Neil didn't care about the slapping sounds or the way Eloise's whimpers crossed the door for sure. His mind was somewhere else entirely. The vampire pushed her legs further apart, pressing his upper body against hers. He felt her perky nipples dragging against his chest, his hips dragging ever so slightly on her fingers that worked on the small bud between her legs.

Eloise clawed at his damp back, both of them panting and moaning, kissing and letting go. When the brunette rolled her eyes and shut her mouth, he practically cried.

"Yes, yes, this is it, give it to me!"

Eloise's legs trembled, her back arching off the wet floor and closing the little space between them. Neil didn't let up until he was gasping for air, cumming inside her for all he was worth. They both panted, silent. The house didn't creak. The others were probably alone in a room, thinking about which one of them could be doing this to her. Probably wishing it was them? Maybe. But tonight, Neil was the only one.

"Are you ever going to be mad at me for everything that hap-"

"Stay. Just for tonight."

"...I suppose it's too late to leave without being noticed anyways."

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