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Becoming COmtesse Ch. 55

A/N: Sorry that I've kinda disappeared with my fics (and I still have plenty of your requests to get to. I'm still working on them). I've just been in a bit of a funk/focusing on other things and then irl is getting a bit crazy here lately. But here is another chapter for Comte and Colette! I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 55

I returned home from ladies only party held by the Dowager Comtesse and Abel greeted me at the door. “Welcome home. Did you enjoy your evening?” He greeted me. Though I did find it a bit suspicious that he didn’t call me ma cherie or mon amour as he usually did when he welcomed me home from such events.

 Decided to answer him, taking my time to gauge his mood. “Yes, it was a rather fabulous time. Though I did have to fight off the Dowager Comtesse in her attempts to get me to drink more.”

Abel chuckled as he moved to take my cloak cloak and then hang it up for me. “Seems to be a theme when you spend an evening with the other ladies.”

“I learned my lesson after that first luncheon with Nettie and the other girls.” I replied turning to press a kiss to his lips. When I saw his face, I knew something was amiss. My first instinct was correct. “Abel, is something the matter?”

“There’s nothing really a matter.” Abel replied, not quite meeting my eye. “Just…complicated and unexpected.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused by his rather evasive wording. “Abel?”

Abel reached for my hand. “Come, you should be sitting for this.”

I could feel a knot twisting in the pit of my stomach. What in the world could have him acting like this? What could I need to be sitting down for? Before I could respond or he could take me to another room, someone was coming out of the sitting room and I soon heard a voice I hadn’t heard in years.

“I’m sorry Comte, but I couldn’t wait anymore. Not when I heard her voice.”

My heart thudded painfully in my chest at the sound of that voice. I looked up and there he stood, looking the picture of health. Looking as he did not five years ago, but more like ten or so years ago. “P-Papa?”

“Yes, it’s me, darling girl.” He answered.

I didn’t even think. I dropped my hand from Abel’s and ran towards my father, tears streaming down my face as I practically tackled him into an embrace. I felt his arms wrap around me in turn.  “Papa…” I choked out. “I…I’ve missed you…so much.”

“I love you, my darling girl.” He replied and I felt him kiss the top of my head. Something he had done so many times since I was a child.

I cried as we stood there, embracing. Yes, I was a grown woman…but right now I felt like a little girl once again. Reunited with my father, his protective arms around me. I had always known when he hugged me that I was safe and loved.

“H-how…why…?” I sputtered out in between sobs. “P-Papa…you were…so sick…I-I was there… I-I saw…It’s…been five…years…”

Papa pulled back slightly to look at me, his hands cupping my face, thumbs wiping at my tears. “I…It’s still a little fuzzy…as I was explaining to Le Comte…”

“Why don’t we move to the sitting room?” Abel suggested. 

“I’ll prepare some tea for you all.” Sebastian said. He then looked at my father. “You still enjoy Earl Gray, correct?”

“Uh…yes.” Papa answered.

Sebastian nodded and bowed before heading to the kitchen. Abel, Papa, and I headed to the sitting room. Papa and I sat down on the settee and Abel sat in the chair closest to the end I was sitting on.

“I…I still don’t understand how you’re here, Papa?” I asked, looking at him, having mostly calmed my crying by this point. “And…you look much younger…”

“I…I don’t really know either.” Papa answered. “I… I was with you and your mother…you both had such grim expressions…I was dying…and then someone came to me and told me…I didn’t have to die.”

“Do you recall anything about this person?” Abel asked.

Papa shook his head. “No… my memory of it…is so muddled and I can’t see their face. I can’t recall if it was a man or woman…”

I looked back at Abel. “Is he…”

Abel nodded. “Yes. He is.”

“Am I what?” Papa asked.

I turned back to him. “A vampire.”

“I…I suppose that is what I am now.” Papa answered. “How…how do you know about vampires, Colette? Well, I guess it makes sense…you always did have a fascination…and you’re here…why are you here anyways? Did your brother do something? Did he kick you out?” Papa was then looking at Abel. “If that is the case, I must thank you for looking after her.”

I looked back at my husband. “You didn’t tell him?”

Abel gave me a sheepish smile. “We hadn’t quite made it to that part of the conversation, ma cherie.”

Papa furrowed his brow. “Tell me about what?” He asked.

It was my turn to look sheepish now. It’s not as if it were anything wrong that had happened. It’s just…telling him after the fact. “Papa…I am…Le Comte and I…”

Before I could finish my sentence, Sebastian was coming in with the tea. He sat a cup down on the table by my father. “Earl Gray for you, Baron Wells.” He said. He then placed a cup of tea in front of me. “And an herbal tea with honey for you, Comtesse.”

“Thank you Sebastian.” I said. Papa was sitting in silence, staring at Abel and I.

“I just spilled the news, didn’t I?” Sebastian asked.

Abel nodded. “Yes…Colette was just getting ready to tell him.”

“My apologies…I will see myself out and I’ll close the door behind me so no one disturbs you.” Sebastian said, bowing and then leaving, shutting the door behind him as he had said he would do.

“Papa?” I gently prodded.

He looked at me. “Comtesse?”

I nodded. “Yes…Abel and I are married.”

Papa’s eyes widened in surprise. “M-married?”

I nodded. “Yes, Papa.”

He looked from me to Abel. HIs expression still one of shock. “You married my daughter?”

Abel nodded. “Yes. I apologize for not asking you for her hand…”

Papa sagged in his seat. “I…I don’t know what to say…” 

I put my hand on his. “Papa…”

He looked at me and then at Abel. “I know you’re a true gentleman, Comte… and I know you can provide for my daughter, but you are treating her properly, right?”

Abel smiled. “I do my best to make sure she is happy.”

“Oh, you do more than your best.” I said. I then looked at my father. “He treats me like a princess, better than one in fact. Dotes on me like it’s his job.”

“As your husband it is my job to dote on you, mon amour.” Abel replied.

I looked over at my husband, a fond smile coming to my face. “You go above and beyond, my love.”

Papa had a smile on his face. “As long as you’re happy and well loved, that’s all I can ask for as a father.”

I smiled as I looked back at my father. “Yes. I am very happy, Papa. Abel is the best husband I could have ever asked for.”

“What of your sister?” Papa asked.

“She is also happily married.” I answered. “To Henry.”

“Henry? But your brother…he’s…”

“Henry inherited a title from a distant relative.” I explained. “So, he agreed simply because of that.”

Papa let out a sigh of relief. “Well, at least that all worked out.” He said. “And now I don’t have to go rushing off to get back home…I mean I want to, but…”

“We might need to think of a reason to bring everyone here.” I replied. “Ease everyone into the news that…uhm…you’re alive.”

Papa nodded. “Yes, that…that would probably be for the best…”

“And you can stay here, Papa. While we figure everything out.” I told him.

Papa looked between me and Abel as if waiting for him to protest. “Colette, I couldn’t…”

“Yes you can.” I replied. I then looked back at my husband. “Am I right?”

Abel smiled at me. “Of course you are, mon amour.”

I turned back to Papa. “See, Abel agrees.”

“Your daughter is clearly not going to accept no for an answer on this, Baron.” Abel said. “And I would certainly never deny my darling wife anything. I’ll go have Sebastian prepare you a room… if he hasn’t already anticipated this turn of events and started preparing one anyways.”

“Thank you.” Papa said.

Abel nodded to my father and then gave me a quick peck on top of the head before exiting the room, shutting the door behind him. I looked at my father. “See, it is all settled. You will stay here while we figure everything out.”

Papa nodded, a fond smile on his face. “Well, at least it seems Le Comte loves and cherishes you.”

I smiled. “He does.” I replied.

“And you? Do you love him?” Papa asked.

“Very much.” I answered. “And he really does treat me the best…when he holds me, I feel so safe and secure. As if nothing and no one could ever harm me. The only other person who’s embrace has ever made me feel that way is you, Papa.”

“Good. A husband’s arms should be a place of safety, comfort, and security for a wife.”

“His are.” I replied.

“So, do I have any grandchildren?” Papa asked.

I shook my head. “Not yet…Abel and I….our first wedding anniversary is coming up next month. Edith and Henry got married a few months after we did.” I explained. “None of my brothers are engaged, though little Jack has met his first love…I suppose Thomas could have illegitimate children out there…likely with some ladies from the redlight district as I’m pretty sure that paying is the only way any woman would agree to being with him.”

“Has he gotten that bad?” Papa asked.

I nodded. “Yes. He believes women are only meant to serve for the pleasure of their husbands and the purpose of having children.”

“I still don’t understand where your mother and I went wrong with him.” Papa said, shaking his head. “How about your other brothers? And you said Jack has met his first love? How much I have missed in five years…I wonder if he would even remember me. He was so young.”

“I’m sure he does, Papa.” I replied. “The others are doing well. Going about their studies and figuring out what they want to do with their lives…and thankfully not listening to Thomas.”

Papa and I stayed up quite late into the night, chatting and catching up. We had been left alone for some time. I had a feeling once Abel had left the room to find Sebastian, it wasn’t just about getting a room ready. He’d wanted to give us time alone. I’m not even sure when or how, but at some point I fell asleep on the settee.

Comte…

Comte had been returning to the door of the sitting room, vaguely listening in on the conversation between his wife and father-in-law. Mostly just checking to see if they were still talking. He knew they had so very much to catch up on.

When Colette fell asleep, he even gave a few moments before walking in. Colette was sound asleep, her head resting on her father’s shoulder.

“It seems I have exhausted her with conversation.” Baron Wells said with a wry laugh. “But it felt good to be healthy and talking to her. The last conversation I remember…I was dying and telling her goodbye…”

Le Comte nodded. “I am sure she feels just as happy to have been up chatting with you once again.” He said. “She has missed you a great deal.”

“And you’re certain it’s alright for me to stay?” Baron Wells asked, gently stroking Colette’s hair.

“Of course.” Comte replied. “I would never deny Colette anything that makes her happy.”

“It’s fortunate for you that you seem to make her happy.” Baron Wells replied. “If she told me you were doing anything else…”

“Should I ever do anything to cause her even a modicum of unhappiness, I will submit myself to whatever punishment you see fit.” Comte replied.

Baron Wells smiled. “That’s what a father likes to hear.” He said. “My greatest fear in death was leaving my girls at the hands of their brother…I feared that he would place them in terrible marriages to horrible men…”

“That is why you prepared the trusts for them.”

Baron Wells nodded. “Yes.”

Silence fell between the two men for a moment. Baron Wells sat there, still hugging Colette as she slept, his hand gently stroking her hair…an act he had done many times when she was a child.

Comte cleared his throat after a moment. “I need to ask you something…something I’ve been trying to figure out how to bring up since you woke up.”

“What is it?”

“When you woke up…straight away you told me that you had been introduced to rouge and blanc,” Le Comte began, “You spoke as if you knew I would know what those things are.”

“I did…didn’t I?” Baron Wells replied, thinking for a moment. 

“Do you also know…about what I am and my residents?” Le Comte asked.

Baron Wells nodded. “Yes…but I know you never told me… it feels… it feels as if it were something that I woke up knowing… as if it were some knowledge that was planted in my mind.”

“I see.” Le Comte nodded, a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was starting to think he knew who had brought his father-in-law back. But why? How did he even know? What was Vlad up to?

“Is that a clue?” Baron Wells asked.

“Possibly.” Comte answered. 

Baron Wells nodded. “If I can recall anything, I will tell you.”

“I know.”

Baron Wells looked at his daughter once more. “She probably shouldn’t stay here all night. She’ll wake up with a sore neck if she stays like this. I can carry…” 

“There won’t be a need. I can carry her to bed.” Comte replied.

Baron Wells nodded. “Right…my apologies. I’ve already almost forgotten.”

Comte smiled. “It’s alright. You have taken in a lot of information tonight.” He was then stepping closer and scooping Colette up into his arms.

She moved slightly, nestling her head into the crook of his neck. “Mmm…Abel…” She murmured in her sleep, a sweet smile on her face.

Baron Wells smiled as he watched them, his gaze holding a mixture of happiness and melancholy. There was a sense of loss there. 

“I swear to you, she is always safe and loved here.” Comte said.

Baron Wells nodded. “Yes, I can see that…thank you for giving her that.”

Comte didn’t quite know what to say. “It’s…it’s a given. And feels inadequate compared to all the things she has given me.”

Baron Wells nodded. “So far, I’m rather pleased to know my daughter married you.” He said.

“I hope it stays that way.” Comte replied smiling. “Sebastian will be in shortly to show you to your room.”

“Thank you…good night.”

“Good night.” Comte replied before carrying Colette up to their bedroom. Sebastian came into the sitting room right behind him to show the Baron to his room.

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Ikesen Birthday Art 2025

Mitsunari HBD 2024

Ieyasu HBD 2025

Kenshin HBD 2025

Hideyoshi HBD 2025

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Holy crap...I never thought about it like this. But I think even in the background in other routes we see Bearace in the background in Nobu's room. And honestly, I adore his boyish side. Though thinking about it, it's sad that it comes out because he didn't get to be a kid or have the affection he deserves. Ugh... these things always show up reminding me why I love you man and why he was my first otome love.

If Bearsace isn't mentioned in a route I just assume he's with his dad (Nobunaga) (and that he gets into the history books lmao).

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The worst thing about watching your loved ones grieve is not being able to do anything to make it better. Yes you can share the load. You can be supportive. You can be comforting. But you can't truly fix it or make it better. Because the only thing that could make it better is impossible. So all that's left is to sit with them in their grief. Hold them while they cry. Don't offer words or empty platitudes. Just sit with them.

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I went with my mother-in-law today as she took her beloved dog to the vet to be put down. She was the sweetest dog and up until just a few weeks ago was super spunky. But she just didn't have any fight left in her after trying so hard to fight off this illness (the vet hadn't got the results back but it was either cancer or blastomycosis).

I'm honestly not sure what I believe anymore as far as the afterlife and dieties. But I like to think that my father-in-law was waiting for her on the other side of the rainbow bridge with her favorite treats and belly rubs.

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YES!!! I ADORE ANGRY HIDEYOSHI! YES SCOLD ME PLEASE?!

Some screenshots from part 1 of chapter 1 of Hideyoshi's route.

Am I weird to think he sounds sexy like that? Angry and menacing Hideyoshi is hot.

That scowling face! Oh my... please, someone, end me... Is it me or nobody is talking about how attractive Hideyoshi is when he's angry and scowling? It's always about him being a big brother and things like that. I think I have a new kink.

Thank you? I guess? Honestly, that was so unnecessary, but I guess he can't hide his attraction even at the beginning.

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No. The suitor POV is only one the base route or if you get the gacha story from each ending.

To all my IkeSen babes, a question;

If you reread the endings do you also get clips of his POV or are these only in the main part of the route

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It did some damage to my wallet but I got him!

Fuck!!! He's HOT! I'M DYING! I'M GOING FERAL!

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One makes me laugh. The other makes me actually love Kenshin a little. I'll let you guess which one is which lol.

Kenshin as love rival to Kanetsugu: mature, calm, thoughtful, bittersweet,

Kenshin as love rival to Ieyasu: literal game of tag

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Secret wish

Secret wish

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Pairing: Comte de Saint Germain x OC (Julie Pureblood vampire)

Tag: Masturbation Smut Minors DNI!!

Word Count: 704

Author's Note: Prequel of Gift of Love

Doubts and wicked thoughts haunt her mind spoiling the feelings she had for him, wnadering through the mansion at night yet prove her love is not unrequited convincing her to leave her insecurity behind and craft him a surprise to satisfy him to the fullest. 😏

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She was walking trough the corridors when suddenly she felt a voice whispering her name, at first she tried to ignore it but it insisted, stopping for a moment she looked around for the someone but seeing nothing but the empty hall way around her she tried to to eavesdrop from every door when she arrived in front of what she knew being Comte office and bedroom gingerly she leaned to it again, strange sounds reached her ear and she wondered if she should go inside to check on him but a louder moan make her change her mind, hearing her name being spoken again between muffled sounds that sound like whisper she realized he was thinking of her in a way she herself did not shied away from thinking about him making her blush.

Soft mewls escaped his lips muffled by what she imagined be his hand, she could clearly imagine the desperation and need that lead him usually so composed to loose himself like that sighing softly she felt a warm feeling spread in her heart, she doubted so much his words that she was the only woman he truly loved but now without barrier she could see he said the truth and something clicked inside of her, she found the perfect gift for christmas she would have given herself to him but first she should have prepared everything to be impeccable for that night, embarrass flushed her cheek while a familiar feeling poled in her lower abdomen making her sigh dreamily she leaned to his door smiling to herself free from anxiety and doubts that heavied on her the past weeks.

She could imagine him slumped on his armchair rocking his hips gently against his hand, sliding his thumb over his swollen tip groaning softly while few drops of seed stained his long skilled fingers the same he would have used to pleasure her, at this thought she sighed dreamily leaning her back to the door she could see him reclined with his head back on the armchair, half lidded eyes misty with lust and his eyelashes caressing his flushed cheeks, his reddish soft lips slightly parted letting out such melodious moans in his bubble of blissful pleasure, hearing his breath ragged out, a needy guttural groan escaped him while he panted slightly his eyes widening still fogged feeling dizzy from his male besoin, his lips furtherly parted to let out a breathy sigh while greedy puff of fresh air filled his lungs, his adam's apples sliding up and down his neck completely bare like his shoulder left uncovered by his disheleveld shirt unbuttoned till his tummy showing off his broad chest his sleeves rolled on his muscular arms.

Shame lingered in her mind, she knew she should go away but she was too curious to hear how much he need her, she felt embarrassed yet desire set a fire in her hard to tame burning in her veins and crepting up on her cheeks, she could not help but wish to peek inside his room to watch him pleasuring himself thinking of her, seeing his coat and tie discarded somewhere and his pants crouched on the floor with his panties, while his flushed manhood stood proud throbbing painfully with need in his hand, his engorged tip glistening with drops of semen while he continued to moan her name rocking his hips back and forth thrusting himself in and out his hand, one hand clawing his amrrest buckling his hips faster while needy and guttural moans escaped him, his eyes fluttering open while his hand crawled down to squeeze his balls making him come as he groaned under his breath screaming her name wetting all his fingers with his seed hoping and desiring she would have been the one to spill it into while feeling her walls clamping tight on him.

She sighed softly trying to regain her composure she stood up sliding down the hall way and into her room still smiling for the realization of being so loved and wanted warmed her up she slumped on her bed sighing dreamily thinking of him savouring the upcoming gift she was eager to prepare to show him her love.

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Florida Woman and Florida man are always gonna be the most entertaining of headlines.

This came through my Ground News alert, and "Florida Woman" is really all I needed.

Alsr, really hope those weren't snapping tutles.

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Always bed the bad guy! Especially when it's Motonari!

Mai, you are an independent woman, you can do both!!!

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I also love how this scene is played like it's almost torture for Kennyo. But like Shingen is just a man in love who wants to talk about his girlfriend to his best friend.

the man is whipped

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“If autism isn’t caused by environmental factors and is natural why didn’t we ever see it in the past?”

We did, except it wasn’t called autism it was called “Little Jonathan is a r*tarded halfwit who bangs his head on things and can’t speak so we’re taking him into the middle of the cold dark forest and leaving him there to die.”

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And I love him for it. There is nothing sexier than a man unapologetically in love with his lady.

the man is whipped

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