• Chapter 3: Close encounter•

For this special night, I have picked out Yuuki's gown for her, a seductive piece it was. It was a lovely nude pink corset, and translucent material flowed from waist down. Her glamorous back was exposed through a series of criss-crossed strings.

"Onii-sama... Isn't this showing... a little too much skin?" She had adorably protested.

"Hmm? Then do you want to pick your own?" I replied.

"N-no! I like this one... Onii-sama specially picked this for me after all." Yuuki blushed immediately afterwards. I couldn't help but smile at her loveliness.

I then picked out a white silk shawl that complemented her pink evening dress, to conceal her exposed back. In any case, I wouldn't like anyone else to ogle at her. This brings me to my resentment for parties.

Apart from being extremely dreary, I detested the fact that Yuuki had to socialise with those lowlifes. Also...

If that particular man turns up, I always felt on the edge. I was frightened, that Yuuki was going to leave me anytime. And I would be back to square one.

Solitary.

But fortunately, for me that was, tonight, that man didn't appear.

That aside, Yuuki was especially gorgeous. Not that she wasn't beautiful usually, but today, she was mind-blowingly stunning. No other women in this huge space, no, universe, could replace her magnificent beauty.

While I was conversing with Sara, I couldn't help but constantly steal glances over my wine glass, watching out for Yuuki who was conversing with those arrogant nobles. They were offering Yuuki wine and gave her no room to decline, only to oblige. They were almost forcing her to gulp down the drink of blood colour.

Their eyes, were full of lust, for her beauty and her blood. As if they were looking out for some opportunity for her to spill her blood.

Disgusting.

She was looking desperate for some help, but before I could go over to her, she did a one-shot. Those filthy bastards cheered and Yuuki smiled awkwardly. That was over my limit.

How dare they make my Yuuki do something she didn't want to?

"Kaname-sama? Are you listening?" I turned back to Sara, and smiled politely.

"Sorry, please excuse me."

I casually strolled over to Yuuki and took hold of her hand.

"Yuuki, I've got something to say to you."

Her cheeks were slightly pink, from what I think was drunkenness, and she nodded mildly. Never in her life had she touched wine, and this being her first, she must have been intoxicated from that small sip.

Turning back, I glared at those bastards. They seemed to be aware that they have pushed my button, and dared not look up. I announced, "Please excuse us." Their lives will now come to an end. In my mind, I was formulating the excuses for their disappearance. It was a simple task for me to accomplish.

I temporarily put those thoughts aside, and holding her petite waist against the side of my body, I led her to the lift, up to our designated room for that night. She was walking a little unsteadily, but I knew she was trying her best to walk elegantly, afraid that she might disgrace me in front of the many nobles.

When we got into the lift, she asked, "Kaname onii-sama? What's wrong?"

She glanced at me innocently. I said no word, and she inquired no more. When I finally unlocked the door to our personal space, I hugged her.

"Yuuki... I'm sorry."

She was tilted her head. "Why is my Kaname sorry?" Her eyes brimmed with worry, and she placed her hands on each side on my face. Even though I should be the worried one.

I felt hopelessness.

How could this woman I love, be so defenseless against danger? What would happen if I were to leave her?

My emotions were in a mess, and out of frustration, I leaned in to kiss her. She was a visibly taken aback by the sudden outburst, but returned my passion. Feeling her soft lips, her hot tongue, her sweet smell, her shapely body against mine... I felt control losing me.

Her sweet blood...

I shook away the thought and explored her wet mouth with my tongue like never before. In return, Yuuki moaned in her cute voice. Her reaction was incredibly sexy, prompting me to do more - more than simply kissing.

For the past few months with her, I don't know how I've managed to keep myself from advancing.
In one way or another, somehow I resisted the thought, and opened my eyes slightly, only to find that her eyes were closed. We finally broke the kiss when Yuuki wanted to gasp for some air. She was breathing heavily, each breath with a sharp intake of air.

"O-Onii-sama... I feel a little...w-weird... It's so hot."

Without warning, she let the silk shawl slip down, revealing her unblemished smooth, pale skin. I held back my instincts, yet again. She was obviously drunk, not being her usual self.

"Yuuki, you'll need to rest." I tried to pull her towards the bed, only to be met with resistance.

"So stuffy..." She lamented while trying to pull off the strings on her back. One tug, and the whole corset... I shook my head. She frowned as she couldn't undo the ribbon planted at her lower back.

I silently cursed at the bastard who chose this outfit. But remembered that it was me.

"Onii-sama, please help me untie it.. I'll do whatever you want." Hell almost broke loose when she said that with such an erotic face. Her hands were on my chest, and she was breathing heavily.

Never in my life I've felt so intimidated by Yuuki before. Heaving a sigh, I reprimanded myself silently, that if I were to do anything to Yuuki while she's not even aware of what she was doing, I'd just be a despicable piece of trash.

But I am a already a despicable piece of trash. No, worse.

I smiled grimly.

"Yuuki... You're feeling warm?"

She nodded her head, biting her plump lower lip, while still attempting to untie the ribbon.

"Then just stick to me."

I lifted her and princess-carried her towards the bed while she placed her hands around my neck, resting her head on my neck.

"So icy cool... uhmf." Her moans never fail to arouse me. Countless times I've imagined, how she'll moan if I... No... Not now.

I laid her down on the bed gently, but she didn't remove her hands from my neck.

"Onii-sama... I want to sleep with you tonight. I just want Onii-sama beside me."

I smiled and caressed her hair. For I have known that her definition of "sleep" was literal. Sleep.

"What would I not do for my sweet princess?"

The dance party can wait.

She removed the thick suit and tie I had on and undid the first two buttons of my shirt. When she snuggled up with me and made sure I'd not leave her, she playfully slid her hands under the s layer.

"Onii-sama, you feel so icy..." Her voice trailed off and she fell into slumber.

Her warm hand was directly in contact with my ribs. It felt good, and comfortable. I held her closer to me by her waist, and rested my chin against the crown of her head. It was a comfortable peace.

But only if this peace could last.