Gilbert watched Roderich as he slowly crossed the room to open the drapes. Outside the moon shone brightly over the few trees swaying softly in the wind, dark leaves rustling. The stars were brilliantly clear and Roderich stared at them, gaze softly mapping constellations, before hearing Gilbert rise from the couch behind him. He turned to stare at the albino, allowing himself for a second to admire him fully. Beautifully pale skin, soft white hair that was slightly messy and fell about his face haphazardly, a strong jawline, a medium body that was well muscled, and vivid red eyes that made Roderich's breath catch when they met his own. Gilbert had often tried to convince him that his own beauty was unnatural, but from old pictures Roderich had seen, he had always been so. He was always so stubborn though, Roderich thought as he heard Gilbert approach him slowly from behind. Roderich had been shocked at Gilbert's first confession that he had loved him, even more surprised at his confession to being a vampire. But he had surprised even himself at stating that he didn't care. Gilbert was still the man that he had always known, if not a little more careful around him now. The first time Gilbert had bitten him, he had pulled away almost immediately, cursing himself for losing control. Roderich had felt nervous at first, but when he felt that the bite almost immediately healed, he felt a bit more secure. He trusted Gilbert, and he felt almost closer to him in this way. Roderich smiled softly and turned to face Gilbert who was standing behind him.
The aristocrat was probably the most confusing person he'd ever met. He had never cringed in fear at his touch, rejected him, or called him a monster. He had even said that he loved him back. Gilbert had never been more surprised or confused though, on the day that Roderich had said it was fine to drink his blood. Gilbert slowly approached Roderich and stood behind him, looking over the person he loved. Why did he accept him so easily? His heartbeat sped up a little, allowing his gaze to trace over Roderich's neck. Yes heartbeat, he still had a pulse at least. He was always glad that at least that part of the vampire myths had not been true, well that, and the fact that he could still walk in the sun for certain periods of time. It made him feel at least a little more human. Roderich turned to look at him, and Gilbert's gaze softened as he saw the gentle smile on his lips. He looked slightly to the side out the window, and grabbed onto one of the drapes next to him. He was still worried about himself. What if he lost control one day? What if he hurt him? It was almost unnerving, being so trusted by the one you cared about.
He was worrying again, Roderich could see it. He was avoiding his gaze and looking out the window, hand on the drape shaking slightly. Roderich reached up and traced Gilbert's face with his hand, slowly turning his face back towards him. Gilbert let his eyes fall shut feeling Roderich's slow but steady pulse through his slender hand. How was he always so relaxed around him? "Gilbert" Roderich said softly letting his hand trail down Gilbert's neck and rest on his shoulder. "You don't have to be so worried all the time idiot" He said letting a short breath out through his nose and smirking slightly.
Gilbert opened his eyes and smiled in spite of himself at the barely haughty tone that had come into the aristocrat's voice. "Who said I was worried?" He said crossing his arms and grinning.
"Oh just you looking out of the window and refusing to look at me" Roderich said removing his hand from Gilbert's shoulder and adjusting his glasses.
He always saw right through him, Gilbert thought. He pouted a bit before Roderich smirked again and loosened his cravat slowly. Gilbert swallowed as Roderich removed the cravat and rubbed the back of his neck in an overexaggerated manner as though it ached. "You're trying to tempt me again aren't ya Specs?" Gilbert managed to breathe out, getting excited despite his best attempts to control his mind. Trying to stop thoughts of Roderich's rich blood racing over his tongue, Roderich arching slightly underneath him, the noises he would make, and how he would easily let him go further. Roderich smirked almost mockingly, slowly removing his hand from his neck and pulling his shirt collar down a little to reveal more of his neck.
"And what if I am Gilbert?" He said keeping his eyes locked on the silverette's. Roderich wasn't able to keep the seductive act up very long though, as he maintained eye contact, he felt a slight blush creep up on his face as Gilbert eyed his neck predatorily. Gilbert took a step closer and took a deep breath in and exhaled it slowly in an attempt to calm himself. He then wrapped an arm around Roderich's waist, pulling him flush against his chest.
"Are you sure?" Gilbert whispered, and almost every insecurity he felt could be heard in the small question. Roderich brought his arms up and wrapped them around Gilbert's neck.
"Absolutely" He breathed into Gilbert's ear before resting his head on Gilbert's shoulder and tilting his head to the side to fully expose his neck. Gilbert moved his head so his mouth rested just above Roderich's neck. Roderich shuddered at the feeling of Gilbert's warm breath rushing over his neck. Although they had done this before, Roderich got the same feelings of both nervousness and excitement every time. Gilbert opened his mouth and gave a long lick to the side of Roderich's neck causing him to gasp and clutch at the back of his shirt collar. Gilbert allowed a fang to ghost along the surface of Roderick's smooth skin, getting a pleasant shudder and whisper of his name in response. He hesitated for a second before allowing his natural instincts to take over, and he gently punctured Roderich's neck, sinking his fangs in slowly.
Roderich gasped loudly and tightened his grip around Gilbert's neck. The feeling was indescribable no matter how many times he had experienced it. There was a little pain but, as Gilbert had explained, the venom on a vampire's fangs also caused pleasure. Roderich moaned slightly when he felt the hand around his waist untuck his shirt and sneak underneath; running up and down, and tracing the contours of his back. Roderich arched his back, pushing himself as close to Gilbert as he possibly could. He had started to get light headed, when suddenly, the fangs were removed from his neck.
Gilbert pulled his head back, feeling the sweet taste of Roderich's blood fade as he swallowed it. He had been getting much better at controlling himself, and he was glad for it, as Roderich already looked a little dizzy. Gilbert felt a surge of affection sweep over him, and he hugged him close, burying his head into his shoulder. "I love you Roddy, you know that?"
Roderich chuckled softly and it was music to Gilbert's ears. "Of course I know that" He said patting Gilbert's back gently "and I love you as well." Gilbert pulled his head back and smiled before capturing Roderich's lips in a chaste kiss. Roderich quickly changed that however by angling his head and pressing his lips more forcefully against Gilbert's. Gilbert kept one arm wrapped around Roderich's waist and brought his other hand up to remove Roderich's glasses. He set them down on a sidetable behind him and brought his arm back to fully encircle Roderich. Taking advantage of the slight gasp Roderich gave when he slipped his hands back under his shirt, he slipped his tongue into his mouth. Roderich moaned softly at the feeling of Gilbert's tongue running over his own. They stayed that way until their lungs finally gave and Gilbert pulled back panting.
Roderich was blushing heavily, despite the recent blood loss, at the feeling of one of Gilbert's hands tugging at the back of his pants and managed to breathe out "A-ah not here Gil." Gilbert grinned at the sight of his lover flushed with eyes glazed over. He leaned down and nipped at Roderich's collarbone, delighting in the slight shiver he recieved, and the small bead of blood that collected there which he quickly lapped up.
"To the bedroom then little master?" Gilbert said smirking. Roderich nodded shortly and Gilbert swiftly placed his other arm under Roderich's knees and swept him upwards to carry him bridal style. Roderich looked up at Gilbert's face and laughed a little at one of Gilbert's fangs poking out over his lip. He was content with this.
From the hallway watched a pair of wide eyes. Elizaveta backed away from the door and hid around the corner when the pair came out and walked in the opposite direction down the hall. She poked her head back around to watch them go. "Vampire" she whispered still half in shock. She had always known there was something not quite right about Gilbert. How he had always avoided staying in the light for very long, how he never seemed to eat anything, but she never would have thought this. This had only been something she had read about and heard tales of from friends. She was new to this town and was not yet used to its history with the creatures. She had come today to visit her ex-husband. Though they had broken it off, they still got along quite well, and she only wanted him to be happy. She considered him a good friend, and to have him be taken with a vampire worried her. She knew there was a local order who lived to hunt and kill vampires. They had moved into the town when they had heard of it's reputation for housing and helping vampires. Before, the people of the town had lived at ease with the vampires, now they had to either turn against them, or hide them. Roderich was putting himself at risk through this action. Elizaveta knew she had to keep this quiet, if only for his sake. Gilbert had never done her any wrong either, and had in fact helped her before. She would not do him any ill turn. She looked worriedly down the hall where they had walked and made her way back to the front door. "Yes" She thought to herself "This is a secret that needs to be kept." She would go to stay at the local inn and speak of this to no one, she had to make sure Roderich stayed safe.
Out in the town, unknown to the order of vampire hunters, there were many vampires still being helped and housed by members of the town. They would not give up their ways so easily. But soon, a time of trial would come to the town, and all vampires and those who helped them would be put at risk.