Aya just followed obediently to the car, being sure not to say anything that might make the other vampires wonder. If they suspected something it would only cause more trouble for Drake and that was the last thing she wanted. They got their usual glares, the few curious ones who jut questioned them with looks and of course those who fawned over them, somehow it was the same wherever they went, vampires just tended to glare more than the humans did. She bucked herself in properly before they left the parking lot, body tensing up a bit as he drove. He weaved between cars as though they were invincible. Which technically he was, but Aya on the other hand was mortal, it was normal for her to worry about being killed in a car accident. Still, no matter how frightened she had become, his driving was just as graceful as everything else he did and they managed to arrive at the mall promptly and for all intensive purposes still alive. "Fun?" she questioned softly, leaving it at that until they entered the mall.
There were more stares here, and yet it seemed as tough most were admiring now, not that it made her and less uncomfortable. She followed him as they weaved past people, gliding past store after store until they finally stopped. She heard his voice ring through the mall and found herself looking up curiously only to see that their destination had been a lingerie store. Those goldenrod eyes grew wide, cheeks tinting pink at his mention of getting her sexier panties and bras. "W-what?" she stuttered softly, not used to a situation like this, especially with a man so handsome as Drake urging her on. Still and yet though she followed after him, looking down to her feet as more people stared seeing the alluring couple enter such a shop.
She listened as he spoke again, listened to that smooth voice, so deep and melodic as he spoke to her once again. "S-show them to you?" she stuttered once more, finding herself utterly flustered at the idea despite her best efforts. "But...Drake I..." her cheeks were cherry red when a saleswoman walked over, taking the doll-like girl by the arm and ushering her off to look at their selection. "Oh, getting some new lingerie for the boyfriend I see hm? He's a handsome one for sure." she teased at Aya, adoring the way her innocence shone through those rosette cheeks. "You're just the cutest thing. Follow me, I'll help you get something that will be perfect, he'll love it I'm sure." she invited to Aya. The girl looked up at the smiling woman before her, finding the help comforting and giving a bit of a nod. "Thank you so much."
They went through the whole store, picking piece after pieces from the racks and off the walls. By the time the saleswoman escorted Aya back to Drake his 'pet' had a handful of bras and panties as well as a few bustiers and thigh high stockings. The woman beside Aya smiles proudly, beaming with accomplishment as the things she and the girl had picked. Nudging her into the dressing room the saleswoman moved to Drake with a kind smile, whispering to the man. "Quite an adorable girl you have. I hope you enjoy." she said, winking playfully before trotting off now that her job was done.
By the time Aya emerged from those curtains again she was clad in a black lace bra with a tiny pink ribbon between the cups, matching lace panties with ribbons on the sides of her hips and black thigh highs with pink ribbons. The bra unhooked from the front, the lace an intricate design, just enough to cover the utterly flustered girl who stood before him. As for the panties, those were only just appropriate, tight enough to be borderline thong and yet so very becoming of her slender figure. The collar still rested upon her neck, a symbol of his 'claim' over her. Her heart was racing, thudding against her chest as she stood before him. Soft eyes were cast to the floor, glancing down at her feet, turned inward as a nervous habit. Aya shifted from one foot to the other, still as flushed as ever as she finally ventured to look at Drake. "Is it...to you're liking?" she asked timidly, unaware that an unwelcome guest was also wandering the mall.
Drake laughed a little when Aya was taken by the worker. He sat back and watched as Aya went to one rack and then another, picking out this and that. He watched carefully, seeing what she picked, from a distance anyway. When Aya and the woman came back, he smiled to what the worker had to say, nodding his head. "Mmm, she is, and I bet she'll be even more adorable in those tiny get ups." He laughed a little as Aya passed him into the change rooms.
Drake looked at thet ime on his cell phone while Aya changed, and when she came out, a small smirk played on his face, looking her over. He smirked, his eyes focusing on her bra first, then the panties, and then the stockings. He nodded his head and stood up, circling her for a moment. He smiled and kissed her cheek, his hands on her arms. "I love these." He nodded his head and smiled. "Go get the next pair on, and put these ones in a pile. We'll get you these ones." He smiled and moved back to his chair.
Drake sat back down and crossed his leg again, watching as Aya moved back into the change rooms. He smiled. He looked out to the crowed of people passing by the store, feeling a little uneasy. He shifted his eyes away and waited for Aya. As he did, images of her danced in his mind. He admitted silently to himself that she looked very adorable and attractive in the first set, and was sure that she would look just as good in the next set.
Drake yawned a little as he waited, glancing to his watch to check the time, smiling. He glanced back at the passing people with narrow eyes. "Someone's here... Someone familiar..." He narrowed his eyes a moment, but no one caught his eye. He shrugged. "Must be my imagination." He turned back and waited for Aya, a big smile on his face.
Aya had been worried that Drake might not like the lingerie she had chosen, yet when she saw that smirk on his face she knew it had been a false assumption. Truthfully though it didn't put her anymore at ease to see that look in his eye. If anything it only embarrassed her more, making her heart race just from the way he looked her over. Soon the vampire got even closer, kissing her cheek, hands dancing on her slender arms, it made Aya blush slightly more though smile as well as she looked up at the man she loved. "R-really? I'm so glad!" she replied with a sweet look in her eyes. Somehow the girl didn't seem to notice the men gawking through the window at her little outfit. It wasn't everyday a girl like her paraded around in something like that after all. They were practically drooling over her, ready to go after the pretty little thing before they saw Drake circle her and swoop in, showing his claim.
When he moved back to his seat Aya nodded loyally, scampering past the curtain once again to show him the next 'outfit' they had picked out. This time it was something different, a pure white silk bra with pearls strewn about and matching panties with ruffles around the top. It was a bit less revealing than the outfit before but still as alluring as ever. Slipping on the white thigh highs with lace around the top she looked in the mirror, blushing at herself and taking a deep breath. The color let her innocence shine through and the way they hugged her curves complimented her perfectly, somehow it was beautiful even if it was as such for different reasons than the first ones she tried on. Fixing her hair a bit Aya peeked out the curtain at Drake who was waiting with a smile planted on his lips.
She hadn't expected this kind of trip, yet he certainly seemed to be enjoying himself and even though she was getting flustered Aya still enjoyed being able to try on things that would make Drake happy, she herself even loved these beautiful pieces, daring not to even look at the price tags. She stepped out once more, still unaware that she was a show for more men stopping near the store window. Some of them were with their girlfriends or wives, getting themselves into big trouble as they were dragged away from the glass, the women casting glares at the oblivious girl. Aya blushed a bit once again as she looked to the ma sitting there watching her. "It's different from what I usually wear..." she commented softly, wondering if white suited her at all.
Meanwhile Mitch, the boy from Aya's old class was out shopping for some new clothes. He casually walked around, glancing from store to store. However a rather eager gathering near one store window caught his attention. "Lingerie...really?" he groaned, deciding to see what the commotion was about so he could likely mock the pigs who couldn't keep their jaws off the ground. With a glance at the window however he was dumbfounded to see Aya standing there, clad in white like an angel. She was barely covered at all, making Mitch turn beet red from just one look. He forgot to breath for a moment, just staring at the girl he had been crushing on for the past year. "She looks...amazing..." he whispered before noticing the bright blush upon her own soft cheeks. Glancing to where her eyes were he noticed the man from the cafeteria, the one who seemed to think he could control her.
Mitch glared at the man, marching into the store and stepping into Drake's view. "I thought you were just showing her around? What are you doing in a place like this?!" he demanded, sounding as though Aya was his girlfriend. "And...and what are you making her wear?" he was still bright red, surpassed only by Aya herself who seemed utterly devastated. "M-mitch!?" Just then she noticed the other men at the window as well, getting more flushed than ever before rushing behind the curtain once more, looking almost as though shw were about to cry from embarrassment.
Drake blinked and smiled when he saw Aya come out of the change room. His eyes looked over her body, again paying attention to each detail of the outfit. He started nodding his head with a smile. "Very nice. I really like this one as well!" He laughed, staying in his chair this time. "We'll put this one in the pile that we're buying, and you'll try the next one on." He smiled, nodding his head. He crossed his arms over his chest as he waited.
When Mitch burst into the store and got in Drake's face, Drake blinked his eyes. He narrowed them, and slowly, they turned blood red. "Excuse me?" Drake got up, towering over Mitch with anger in his eyes. "I WAS just showing her around the school, you insignificant little worm." Drake's tone of voice changed drastically. "And, I'm not MAKING her wear anything, either. I took her here, yes, but I don't see her saying no. Do you?" Drake looked deep into the boy's eyes.
Drake didn't care now if his eyes were red. Sure that could reveal what he was, but at this point, he didn't care at all. He growled to the boy. "What business is this of yours, anyway?" Drake took a step closer. "You aren' the one that Aya is here with. She's here with me. She's not your girlfriend either, is she?" Drake's tone got harsher. "The last time I checked, Aya was with ME." Drake shoved Mitch a little. Mitch retaliated. He came at Drake with a growl, and an attempted punch, but quickly, Drake grabbed the boy's fist, crushing it.
"You impotent, miserable, useless excuse for a human!" Drake hissed. "Do you honestly think that I'm going to lose to you? I don't think so!" With a swift motion, Drake tossed Mitch aside and to the floor. He turned his attention back to Aya. "Don't be scared. Go get dressed, take everything you picked. Let's pay and get out of here." Drake kept his eyes on Mitch to make sure he didn't do anything else stupid.
Aya found herself slowly calming down more as Drake looked over her outfits. It was a bit less embarrassing once she got used to the way he looked at her, that glimmer in his eyes. She was still flushed yes but she was enjoying herself as well, she liked being able to try on all the different pieces for him. Mitch however quickly ruined that feeling, pushing Aya into an undesired discomfort once again as she hid herself behind the curtain, peeking her head out once she heard Drake raising his voice at Mitch. She found herself taken aback and yet part of her was happy as well. Drake was protective of her, but he was protective because he wanted her to be his alone...it was what she wanted as well.
Mitch gasped a bit as Drake stood and moved closer, he hadn't expected a retaliation as brisk as this. In fact he hadn't expected anything at all. Mitch hadn't been thinking when he burst into the store, he only wanted to get Aya away from that other man, the one all the girls in his class were fawning over for days after he appeared in the cafeteria. He found himself growing testy as the older man raised his voice, speaking daggers at the boy. "No I don't, but that doesn't mean she WANTS to be here with you!" he retaliated, knowing how shy Aya was. It would be easy to keep her somewhere against her will, blushing didn't have to mean that she liked the man after all.
Mitch found himself speechless at the vampire's next comments, he really wasn't with Aya no matter how much he wished he was. She wasn't his girlfriend...was she really with this other man? He growled a bit in anger, the words getting to him as he looked up at Drake. It was then that he noticed it, those red eyes. They were deep and powerful, almost glowing with malice as he looked down at Mitch. The boy gasped a bit, what was this man? When he was shoved the human boy instinctively fought back, going in to punch Drake right in the face, anger etched into his usually harmless face. His attempt was foiled however and a whimper of pain tore from his throat when Drake crushed his fist with ease. This eyes grew wider and he took a step back. "W-what are you!?" he demanded, not even thinking of Aya now that this 'monster' was such a threat. Before he could say any more however he was tossed onto the ground, groaning in pain but too dizzy to stand.
Still watching the men Aya saw the whole fight, wincing slightly when Drake threw Mitch to the ground. He really didn't have a right to barge into the store though, didn't have the right to talk to Drake in such a way when Aya was his. Hopefully now Mitch would leave her be...only now did she realize how he felt about her, it was no wonder the vampire hadn't liked Mitch from the start. With a rushed nod she closed the curtain quickly slipping into her dress and carrying the pile of lingerie out with her. She tried not to look at Mitch who was on the ground of the store, turning her attention only to Drake. "Everything?" she questioned softly but soon went to the counter and waited for Drake to pay. When the total came up on the register she nearly had a heart attack, looking up at him with guilt in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, I had no idea it would be so much!" she exclaimed, her attention being drawn away when Mitch spoke again.
"I know you're not human! I don't know what you are...but you're not human!" he yelled to Drake, making Aya swallow hard. She took the bags from the woman behind the counter, nervously hurrying out of the store, tugging Drake with her. She seemed distraught, on the brink of tears as she looked up at her handsome lover. "It's all my fault Drake, I'm sorry. He knows your secret all because of me." she whimpered, shaking her head a bit. "You've done so much for me and all I bring you are problems...." He protected her fiercely, kept her safe, he gave her a place to stay, food to eat, clothes to wear, Drake did everything for her. He was a gentleman and a caring lover...Aya couldn't ask for more and yet she sometimes wondered if she was anything but a burden.
Drake hissed to Mitch when he held the boy's fist, his long, sharp fangs protruding from their normal placement. His eyes shone a deeper red. "I'm your worst nightmare." Drake moved with Aya to the counter, paying for the property without a second thought, waving his hand at her. "No worries. As for you..." Drake turned his attention to Mitch again. "If I ever see you again, it'll be the last time that ANYONE does." Drake growled, starting to move out of the store with Aya, being pulled along.
Drake's eyes stayed focused on Mitch with the most evil glare he'd given, which was similar to the one that he had given Luke. It was clear now that Drake wasn't human to anyone that was paying attention. Thankfully for him, no one really paid much attention to him, and they were all focused at laughing at Mitch's misfortune. That was a bonus for Drake, because it both scared Mitch, and gave him time to return to normal. Soon, Drake was outside the store with a distraught Aya.
He looked to her, his eyes finally going back to their normal blue color. "Are you okay?" He placed a gently hand on her cheek, rubbing it gently. "The problems you bring me are nothing. They're hardly even problems." Drake smiled, kissing her cheek gently once. "It's not like you knew he was going to be here, and even if he knows what I am, no one will believe him." Drake laughed and took the bags from Aya. "I'll carry these." He nodded his head forward. "Come on, we're going to go eat." He smiled.
Drake moved ahead of her and lead her to a little restaurant inside the mall, smiling. It had a little bit of a bistro styling to it. Fancy, but affordable. He smiled. "After you." He indicated. "Sit anywhere you want." Drake nodded his head, following Aya to the table she chose, putting the bags under the table. He sat down and picked up the menu. "Order anything you want, Aya."
Mitch found himself frozen with fear, the picture of Drake playing back in his mind over and over, those blood red eyes those...those...fangs?! He was more than shaken up, his life had just been threatened and he was convinced that Aya's boyfriend was a vampire. What if he really was holding her against her will? Mitch couldn't stand for that. Despite the way she seemed to want to get Drake out of there he still couldn't process that she could really love a monster, he was stronger than any other man Mitch had ever fought and didn't even try to hide his true appearance...but even Mitch knew that nobody would believe him, they would call him crazy and brush it off as though they had never been told, especially those damn fan girls of his, they could never believe he was anything but perfect.
Once they were out of the store Aya finally let herself relax, even if only slightly, and she looked back up at the man she loved. Now his eyes were blue once more, that beautiful crisp color, so calm and soothing as she gazed into them. How could she not be okay with him comforting her so gently, with his soft words and touch? "Yes..." she managed to whisper, eyes closing for a moment in content. She blushed ever so slightly at his kiss to her cheek, smiling at him as he spoke. "If you say so..." she replied, nodding at his next comment. Hopefully he was right. The bags were soon taken from her hands and she found herself hurryig after him towards a cute little bistro. "O-oh okay!"
Always such a gentleman, Drake was classic in the way he treated her and it made the human girl smile, walking over to a small table in the middle of the restaurant. She looked across to the gentle vampire, eyes softening a bit and couldn't help but to giggle softly. "It's so beautiful here Drake. You really do spoil me." she teased a bit, letting him know how she was grateful for how he treated her, unlike any other person in the world. Looking through the menu she tilted her head, Aya didn't even know what half of these words meant none the less what they were. With that she decided to just stick to things that were written in English, nodding decisively.
It was then that Aya knocked over her spoon, in he process of bending down to pick it up, the waitress bumped into her chair, knocking her to her feet and causing a soft gasp to leave her lips. She reached to balance herself, but the table cloth slipped under her grasp and only made her fall forwards more rapid. With a bit of a yelp she ended up nearly sitting in Drake's lap, eyes wide as she found her lips pressed against his own. Bright red cheeks only added to her flustered expression and despite how she enjoyed the feeling Aya pulled herself back, body stiff as she looked down at the floor below them. "I...I'm so sorry I just...I tripped...and..."
Drake smiled to Aya as she went through the menu, silently laughing to himself. He lifted a cup of coffee to his lips and took a sip, his eyes going over the menu as well. With a 'hmmm', his eyes seemed to shift from one side of the menu to the other, trying to decide on what he wanted. He could read, unlike Aya, what was on the menu, so he did have more of an option than Aya. Drake set down the menu and crossed one leg over his other, waiting for the waitress to come. He watched Aya carefully, his eyes blinking a few times. He could tell that she was a little confused by the menu, so he smirked.
Drake looked to the waitress as she came with a smile, setting his cup of coffee down. He saw her take out her note pad and pen, and assumed she came to take their order. When Drake turned back to Aya, she was bent forward, picking up her spoon. He looked back to the waitress, who for a moment, turned her head to look at the kitchen. He gasped a bit, the waitress bumping into Aya's chair. When she fell, Drake looked down to make sure she was okay, but noticed she hadn't fallen completely.
He smiled when he noticed that, turning his attention back to his coffee. However, when he picked up his cup, it wasn't long until Aya was in his lap, lips locked to his. His cheeks turned a tint of red, but, his arms moved around her. When she pulled away as fast as she had fallen, he blinked his eyes a little bit. When Aya started to talk, Drake just laughed a little, shaking his head. He rubbed her back gently as she sat on his lap, smirking to her gently. "Do you really think that I'm bothered?"
Drake tilted his head a little, his smirk growing. "I've got a beautiful girl falling both in love with me, and in to my lap. There's not a thing more I can ask for... And what I can ask for... I can simply take!" Drake laughed a little again before slowly putting his hand on her cheek, pulling her lips to his again. He kissed her once more, slowly, gently, and lovingly, this time his eyes closing. He held the kiss for a few moments, before slowly pulling away, rubbing Aya's cheek.
Aya felt rather foolish not being able to even read half of the menu, Drake on the other hand seemed to have no difficulties whatsoever. Then again Aya wasn't quite sure how old he was beneath that young face, nor did she care, he could have traveled through Europe for all she knew, he was well rounded when it came to knowledge and languages after all. There were just some things that Aya wasn't sure about, things about Drake's past and yet somehow it didn't bother her. She knew that he was a vampire, knew that he had saved her. She knew about his demeanor and the fact that he really liked Chinese food, she also knew of the way he cared for her, the fact that he loved her, all of this was enough for the gentle little mortal. If she could care for him the way he did for her than Aya would be content, that was all there was to it.
Even as she pulled away Aya was still in her master's lap, flustered as ever because of the whole tripping incident. So this was her first kiss then, with the man she loved and yet in such an unorthodox way. She certainly hadn't expected it to happen this way and half wondered if Drake minded. His arms were already looped around her small form though, and the way he rubbed her back was comforting as he laughed, a sound that would be rare for any other to hear. At his question her blush only deepened and she bit her lower lip. "Well...um..." she stopped trying to think as he finished his thought. With a soft smile she looked to her lap, embarrassed at his compliments. It was only when his hand lay softly against her cheek that she looked back into his eyes.
Time seemed to slow down as his lips melded to her own again, this time in an intended kiss, slow and gentle. Her eyes fluttered shut, cheeks still dusted pink as she rested her hand upon his strong chest, getting lost in the feeling of his warmth, of the kiss. Her heart beat gently, lulling her the same way being so close to him did, it was like bliss until he pulled away, and even then his hand danced across her cheek lovingly. So many in the restaurant watched this scene play out, many in awe and others busy fawning over the beauty of the couple, how romantic they were. Aya was where every other girl in the world would want to be, in Drake's lap...in Drake's heart.
Her eyes were soft and she rested herself against his chest tenderly, gazing up at him for a moment before she spoke. "I love you Drake..." Little did either of them know that more trouble was just around the corner. Standing at the door of the bistro was Luke, smirking to himself at the sight that lay before him, just perfect. "So...she's more than your slave after all?" he asked almost mockingly, striding over to the table with a cocky smirk and confident air about him despite being defeated my Drake before. Here they couldn't fight, it would bring too much attention to the two inhuman men and Luke wasn't necessarily threatening them either way. Drakes secret however...was now exposed...at least to Luke. "We were getting a little suspicious...with you not spilling the blood of your slave for so long."
Drake kept Aya in the kiss for a few moments, making the moment last long enough to be remembered, but not long enough to be inappropriate. They were in public after all, and Drake haven't forgotten that. His hand lay gently on Aya's cheek, and the other against her back, gently stroking up her spin. He pulled away slowly, and had a gentle, loving smile on his face as he looked up to her. His hand moved from her cheek to around her waist with the other hand, holding her close.
"You know, your clumsy spells come in handy sometimes." He smirked to her, laughing a little as he spoke. "If it weren't for the fact that you are clumsy, we wouldn't have kissed just now." Drake winked to her for a moment, laughing again lightly. Then, suddenly, a voice came from across the room, and Drake's eyes seemed to goo wide, he was almost horrified. The voice was a voice Drake hoped wasn't that of who he was thinking, but knew he was hearing it right. Drake slowly turned his head in the direction of the voice, and suddenly his eyes narrowed.
Here came Luke, striding over to their table as if he owned the place, with one of the cockiest smirks Drake had ever seen on his face. Drake slowly moved Aya off his lap and stood up, his arms flat to his sides. "What are you doing here, Laur?" Drake's eyes were glaring the other boy down. He was not at all pleased to see Luke here. And what was worse, is that the younger vampire had seen and heard more than he should have, and now both Drake and Aya were at risk. Drake stepped to the other male and growled a little.
"So Kowai, she's more than your little pet, eh?" Luke's smirk only got bigger, his arms crossing over his chest. "You're playing her off as your slave, and so no one questions your relationship with her..." Luke began laughing, clapping his hands together once. "Oh, oh this is priceless. Wait until I tell the others!" He sang, holding his stomach from laughing. Drake simply huffed, grabbging the bag from under the table. He pulled it open in front of Luke.
"Do you think that I'm crazy, Luke?" Drake pulled out a set of the lingerie, showing them to Luke. "We're here because she needed some sexy clothing to be shown off in. What good is a slave that doesn't show skin?" Drake looked to Aya and back to Luke. "Sure, she calls me by my name, but that's in public where other humans are." Drake tossed the bag back down. "In public, she's my 'girlfriend', you know, male humans have those?" Drake rolled his eyes sarcastically. Luke raised an eye brow for a moment, shaking his head.
"Whatever your real game is Kowai, I'll figure it out. Bet on it." Luke spat, spinning and walking out of the bistro. Drake sighed and hung his head in his hand for a moment before turning back to the table, sitting down. He was still irritated, and his foot tapped under the table as he thought. His hands her folded together and under his chin, his eyes glaring off into a distance.
Drake was plotting. He was plotting something, and that was certain. He looked up to Aya who seemed as worried as him. He shook his head a little and motioned for her to sit. "Kill him... I'm going to have to kill him so he doesn't say anything. Or even better..." Drake smirked a little. "I can get Kiara to help us. She can distract Luke, after all, he likes her... I'll give her a little money for her help." Drake nodded his head before sitting back as the food arrived.
He looked down at the food with a smile, picking up his fork. "I hope you like the food here. I eat here a lot, believe it or not." He nodded his head before sinking his fork into his food, which was a panzerotti type thing, pulling a piece from it, and shoving it into his mouth. He closed his eyes for a moment as he chewed, savoring the taste of the food.
This kiss was unlike anything Aya had ever felt before, so soft and passionate, he was always so gentle with her. Cheeks still reddened she smiled back at him, letting herself relax against his strong form for a while, until they were interrupted by Luke...the last person she wanted to see right now. The girl couldn't help but giggle slightly at his comment, still flushed as she looked down at herself. "I...I'm glad something good came out of it." There was something so alluring about him, the way he winked at her almost making her fawn over him the same way those girls who couldn't have him did. Maybe it was because of his vampire linage, or maybe it was just because he was Drake, a composed, handsome, gentleman but Aya never ceased to be amazed at the way he made her feel.
The second Luke showed up at the door Aya's whole world started to spin. Anxiety welled up in her chest as she slipped off of Drake's lap, standing behind him obediently as Luke spoke more. He knew, Luke knew what relationship Aya and Drake really had and there was nothing to stop him from telling the whole school. Drake would have to deal with all of the harassment, they would look down upon him and his reputation would be gone...all because of Aya. Oh how she prayed he could get out of this, watching with anticipation as he grabbed the bag from beneath the table.
His explanation was perfect, thank God they had been to the lingerie store. She blushed slightly when he spoke of a slave having to show skin and wondered if she would actually have to wear the lingerie in front of anybody but Drake. The whole time they spoke Aya remained quiet, playing her role once more and letting Drake talk them out of this as best he could...with that elegant voice of his. Somehow, by the time he left Luke's seemingly perfect theory was full of holes, nothing he could tell the other vampires without Drake shooting down his 'evidence'.
By the time he finally left Aya was more at ease, her heartbeat slowing to a steady thud and her tension lifting a bit. Though even with him gone there was still a tense air around them and she sat back as well, watching Drake as he tapped his foot, planning something...anybody looking could see that. When he spoke of killing Luke Aya frowned softly, knowing that if he decided it she couldn't stop him, she would rather have Drake safe than Luke... "Luke...likes Kiara?" Aya contemplated it for a while, remembering how kind the other girl had been to her and she only hoped that she would be willing to help. Then maybe nobody would have to die.
When the food finally came Aya ate slowly, savoring the taste of every bite. It was no wonder the food was good if Drake ate there so much, he didn't seem like the type to really have a taste for anything cheap. When they finished their meal Aya smiled softly, still a little worried about Luke but..somehow happy all the same. "Even though we got caught...I'm glad that...that we got to have our first kiss." she admitted timidly, looking to Drake with sincere eyes, she then looked at his skin, at his eyes and realized he hadn't been feeding. "Drake...you need to feed tonight. Please let it be me." she whispered, offering herself to him just as she had when they first met, he hadn't drank from her since that day.
His response to her too was a whisper, one that brought a tint to her cheeks, and she nodded softly, trying her best to not get flustered like that in public. It wasn't too long of a car ride before they were back at the school, quietly they slipped in, passing by a few vampires since it was getting closer to night every second and classes had already ended. She walked behind him, being sure she was carrying the bags as they headed to his dorm.
Once inside the flustered girl hurried herself into the bathroom without a word, fishing around the bag for the black lingerie he had liked so much. Carefully she slipped out of her dress, setting all of the things aside neatly before clasping the bra on and slipping into the panties. Last came the thigh-highs and of course she left her collar on, for him to remove at his own will..even if she wasn't really his slave Aya saw it as a symbol that she was his.
Finally she emerged once again, black lace adorning her gentle curves, rose tinging her cheeks, and that ever so innocent expression upon her face as she walked towards the vampire hesitantly. "Do you think...you can feed now Drake?"
Drake nodded to Aya when she pointed out that he hadn't fed. True he didn't much feel it right now because he was eating human food, and he was preoccupied, but if he didn't eat soon, he knew what could happen. When Aya offered to let him drink from her, his eyes softened a little. He didn't like having to eat from her, but he knew that it was too late to pick a victim for the night, so he knew that Aya would have to do. He loved how she was so loyal. She offered her own blood to him when she knew he had to eat. No human would ever do that. Drake was flattered.
Drake made his way to the car with Aya, opening the car door for her. He slipped into the car next and put the key in the ignition, cranking the key til the engine screamed. He shifted into drive, putting his seat belt on. before soon enough, pulling out of the mall parking lot. As usual, he sped through traffic, swerving from lane to lane. He seemed in a rush to get home. Part of it was because he was worried Luke had already started talking. Another part was that he knew he needed to feed soon.
Drake took the off ramp onto the road to the school when it came to view, and he sped down the dirt road, pulling into the student parking lot. He took his normal parking space, shifting into park when he arrived. He looked to Aya with a smile, unbuckling her then himself. He got out and moved to her side of the car and let her out before he took the lead up to his room. The halls were filled with vampires preparing to go hunting.
Drake looked to each of them that looked at him, giving them a bit of a nod. After all, they needed his approval to leave the grounds to feed. When given permission, they pranced off, leaving the school for their nightly feast. Drake moved to his dorm door, unlocking it and letting Aya in first. He shut and locked the door behind him, sitting on his bed.
He watched as Aya came out of the bathroom with a slight blush on his cheeks, and a smile on his face. Admittedly... He was a little excited, and his stomach was doing little flips. Not because she was in her sexy new lingerie, but because he was about to bite into her tender neck. He nodded his head to her question, stood up slowly and pulled her close, slowly pulling her collar off. "This is excellent Aya... You look beautiful..."
Drake sniffed her neck once, slowly licking up the tender flesh. His tongue tip left her skin. "Your skin alone tastes so sweet..." His arms moved around her, pulling her closer, as one of his hands pulled her head to the side. "I'm sorry for this, Aya, but thank you for this..." He smiled, gently grazing his fangs over her skin. Soon, his eyes had begun to turn red, and his fangs grew. He slowly tightened his grip around her wasit.
Slowly, Drake's fangs sunk into Aya's neck, causing her blood to pool into his mouth. His eyes shut as did his lips, his tongue working at the spot he had bitten to ease the pain. One of his hands gently caressed Aya's back, and slowly, she was brought to lay down on the bed. Drake moved over her slowly, pulling away from her neck gently. This time, he didn't drink as much as last time, and she wasn't left as weak.
He moved some of her hair from her face slowly and smiled to her, licking the remaining blood from his lips as his fangs disappeared. Slowly, though, his eyes changed colors... they went from red, to a bright, vibrant purple. Not the normal dark and sensual color. But light, and passionate. He looked down to her, and slowly, he moved his lips down and against hers, kissing her passionately, deeply, lovingly. His eyes began to close. And his hands began to wander...
She was admittedly worried as she left the bathroom, hoping that he would be pleased with how she looked. It wasn't long at all before she found herself close against him, the leather collar slipping from her neck with ease as he spoke. Still flushed she looked into his eyes, looking only slightly nervous and yet she was still so sure of her choice to let him feed from her whenever he needed. "T-thank you...Drake." she managed to reply ever so softly before a lick to her neck sent a shiver down the human girl's spine. He seemed so enticed by the thought of her blood, so eager to sink his fangs in and taste the sweet liquid. Aya herself didn't know why, she had no idea how sweet and pure her blood was, how desired it was.
As his grip tightened she followed his movement, letting her head fall to the side and expose her tender neck to his fangs openly. Another shiver quaked her frail body as Drake's fangs teased at her neck before finally... A sharp gasp and a weak whimper broke the silence as he sucked at her neck. The way his hand ran up and down her back and the way he tried to ease the pain only put the girl more at ease in his care. Drake would always care for her, she trusted him more than anyone and she would never be able to trust like this ever again.
The other vampires in the building were suddenly restless, the scent of Aya's potent blood spreading through the air as Drake fed, all the more proof of his slave being obedient, letting him use her for his own needs and nothing else. They needed to believe it... Luke perked up a bit, making his way down the hall and lurking about Drake's door for a while to see if he could smell anything...out of the ordinary. Hearing something was impossible, not through Drake's walls at least. He was careful, that powerful vampire always knew how to use the people and things around him to get what he wanted.
Another soft whimper left Aya's lips and she soon felt as though she was floating down onto the bed, such care taken that it seemed almost as though she was weightless. Aya grew a bit weaker with every passing sip, eyes clouding only slightly before he retracted his fangs, looming over her on the bed. Those bright golden eyes, pink cheeks and creamy skin, it all came together in Aya as she looked up at the man she loved more than anything, no matter what he was.
The pain in her neck was only dull and aching at this point, and all attention was taken away from that as she became entranced with his eyes. Never had they changed so quickly, or so drastically before and without any time to react she found herself pressed against him closer, a passionate kiss dancing over her lips that made her eyes shut and heart race, it was euphoric. Every way he touched her, kissed her...it was like nothing else and she loved him, wanted him to know that she was his in every way. "Drake...I love you."
As the night went on they progressed further...and further only too lucky that his walls were sound proof as they expressed their love in the most intimate way possible. He was her first...and he would be her last, Drake Kowai. Time seemed to drag on, though needless to say this didn't displease them. Finally Aya found herself laying in bed, wrapped up in Drake's deep red sheets and snuggled against his chest. Her breathing was a bit labored still and yet, body warmer than usual and her heartbeat seemed so restless. The night had been amazing, like nothing else she'd ever felt and she couldn't rid herself of this eternal blush.
Affectionately she nuzzled closer, shutting her eyes with content. Aya didn't regret her choice...she was his..now and forever. As the drowsy little human girl fell to sleep beside the vampire who had stolen her heart Luke was outside the door, sniffing the air and getting a whiff of that sickeningly sweet scent. "He took her..." he muttered to himself, recalling what Drake had shown him earlier that day...now he had proof too and Luke soon found his plan to expose the elder vampire shattered. Part of him also envied his rival, she was so innocent and sweet and yet she gave herself to him without question. Who wouldn't want such an obedient little pet? Still...Luke felt like it was more than that.
Drake held Aya until she felt asleep, and he did the same not long after her. The night had not exactly tired him out, but it had relaxed him. Not only had he fed on a beautiful and pure blooded girl, but he had also made love to the girl he had fallen in love with. This night couldn't have gotten much better for Drake. Little did he know, Luke lurked beyond his bedroom door, figuring out what had happened between Aya and Drake. For a moment, he didn't believe it, but he sniffed the air again, and the scent he thought was false, was positive. Drake had taken Aya's purity.
Luke wandered away from Drake's dorm and to his own, deep in thought. 'He took her... I can't believe he took her purity... Even more so, she gave it to him willingly!' Luke thought to himself, shaking his head. 'No... He must have used his allure... But I didn't sense a thing, and I would have other wise. Everyone would have...' Luke rubbed his head in thought, biting at his lip. 'I wanted her... She should have been mine!' He was getting angry now. Well, jealous really. When he walked into his room, he quickly slammed his fist against his door. "Dammit!" He shouted out loud.
By the time morning came, Drake was awake before Aya. He yawned and stretched, slowly pulling himself out of bed, careful not to shift Aya too much, as to not wake her up. He pulled some clothes on to his naked body, slowly moving into the kitchen. He pulled out some eggs, bacon, and tater tots, starting to cook it all for breakfast. As he cooked, he put away Aya's dirty dress, since hell, she didn't really have another... Til now. He pulled out a dresh, clean dress for her, hanging it up for her at the side of the bed.
Drake moved back to the kitchen and started making some omelets. Cheese omelets for Aya, and mushroom and cheese omelets for himself. He took a second frying pan and started frying up the bacon, while the tater tots were baking in the oven. Oh yes, he truly was a man of many mysteries. He loved to cook, and he was glad to make breakfast for Aya this morning, especially after the night they had just shared!
When breakfast was ready, Drake made two fancy plates, and slowly plated Aya's on a tray. He grabbed it and moved it slowly to the bed where Aya lay, waking her up gently. She was on her back, so he gently lay the tray over her and ran a hand on her cheek. "Aya... Wake up, it's morning, and your breakfast is waiting..." He smiled a little, rubbing her cheek a little more. "Hey, sleepy head, come on." He laughed gently.
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