A/N: Here's chapter twenty-five! Malkavian Madness! Ever wonder what happens when you get a very, very old Malkavian, and irritate them? Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Bloodlines, but I do own my OCs. Also, there is quite a deal of dirtiness, if you're not a fan, you can skim over it.
"I don't think he's here for anything serious." Cadmus said, "You're overreacting."
"The last time Beckett was poking around, he helped unearth the Ankaran Sarcophagus…and we all know where that went." Miranda said.
"Yeah, but that was more of LaCroix's doing than Beckett's." He shrugged.
She looked at least somewhat reassured by that, "We sure have been getting a lot of new visitors."
"That's what happens when you get a new Prince and the organization takes a complete one-eighty…"
"It's nice that the place made a one-eighty but I still feel like I stick out like a sore thumb…" Ferrum said.
"Because you do." Angelique looked up at him, "Get a dress shirt or something. Or just…do what Cadmus does and wear a big coat."
He sighed, "Whatever's less expensive."
She looked back up at Cadmus, "Did he say why he was here?"
"Typical Beckett reasons." Cadmus said, "He's looking for a book or something…some artifact…"
"I wonder how he doesn't get bored of just…looking for stuff…"
"Beats me. Honestly the whole thing sounds right up Phaedra's ally." Cadmus said.
"I'm not sure how I feel about that woman." Miranda said.
"She's fine. Sure, she can be loud and annoying at times, but I don't mind her."
Ferrum grumbled, "Probably just wants to get into your pants."
"That's not possible." He said, "I mentioned Angelique way too many times. She'd have to be stupid to not get the message that I'm spoken for."
"I dunno, I don't like her. I wouldn't mind seeing her as a pile of ash."
"We're not going to get more members if we just set up everyone who comes here to fail because of a shitty first impression."
"Oh, and since when have you been so suspecting, Mister Sunshine?" Miranda asked, "You like to preach about the harrowing nature of Jyhad, and rarely do you trust someone unless you've worked with them for a substantial period of time. Why is Phaedra an exception to this rule?"
"Tch." Cadmus walked ahead of the other three down the street, muttering something under his breath.
Angelique looked a little irritated, "Whatever. Let's just drop it."
"Hello there." A voice said from behind them. The four of them turned to see Gideon, though his appearance could confuse them, or at the very least, revealed that he was a Malkavian.
Miranda narrowed her eyes, "Do we know you?"
"I'm surprised they still let you eyesores out and about." Gideon said, "The Sabbat's vice grip around the city will only get stronger."
Ferrum eyed him over, "The Sabbat are callin' us eyesores now? Glad I got out of there when I did…"
Gideon snickered, "Hollywood has already fallen to us." He said, "Though, it was never yours to begin with really, was it? It belonged to the rebels. Oh well. Santa Monica will fall next. Very soon. That will leave two cities in your power, and two in ours." He said, "A balancing act."
Cadmus repositioned himself so he was in front of the group, "Stay behind me." He cautioned, "I'll take care of this guy…"
"Bullshit." Ferrum stood beside Cadmus, "Sabbat knows what Sabbat thinks." He looked back at Gideon, "They're starting from the ground up. Anarch territory, weak Camarilla influence, next they'll go for a place like Chinatown." His eyes narrowed, "They're probably sending fucks like you out here to come and turn us over to the Sabbat, huh? Make the job a little easier when it comes to taking Downtown?"
"Chinatown is no concern of mine." Gideon said, "It will soon be retaken by the life-eaters." He said, "So then you will be only holding one city. The life-eaters will have one, and we'll have two."
"Quality over quantity, pal."
"Not when the quantity is crunched into the corner of one city. I believe they call that a siege."
His brow fell as his temper flared, "And I believe they call you a dick."
"It looks like the mutt is out of words."
"Enough of this." Cadmus dashed forward with his axe out. But Gideon just stood there, with his arms crossed, right until the very moment that Cadmus swung his axe down. Gideon held a hand out, a purple mist emanating from it.
The same mist went around Cadmus's head, and he screamed bloody murder, falling towards the ground. He held his forehead, still wailing away. It felt like a giant electrified nail was piercing his skull, and then another. He tried to get up, but he couldn't. He never felt a source of pain this strong, and he doubted he would ever again after this.
Gideon chuckled, "Whose next?" He asked, stomping on Cadmus's body.
The others looked horrified and started backing away. Well, not Ferrum. "I am, you clown!" He stormed forward, lighting himself up with Fortitude to punch him square in the jaw.
Gideon jumped back, "Is that so?" He raised a brow, "I'm not sure I want someone so weak to be able to call themselves my opponent."
He snickered, "That's too bad, pal, just goes to show what fate'll hand ya."
"Silence." He flicked his hand out, and Ferrum fell to the same power Cadmus did. Both men were unable to move, aside from convulsing in pain at the shocking sensation in their heads.
Angelique looked horrified, seeing her lover and best friend be put out of commission so quickly. She shuddered and hid behind Miranda, "I think we should run…"
"If we don't take the bodies, he'll kill them while they're incapacitated." She said, "We must each take one, and be careful not to look into his eyes. Dementation, like Dominate, needs eye contact in order for it to work."
She nodded before she looked down towards the streets and ran forward to pick up Cadmus, opting for the lighter person, even if just by a few pounds.
"Where are you going?" Gideon shouted, laughing as Miranda and Angelique took Cadmus and Ferrum away, "Aren't we still playing? Don't tell me you don't want to play with me anymore!" He laughed and laughed, holding his chest, "I suppose I'll have to find new Kindred in the Camarilla to play with!"
"It isn't on that shelf over there, is it?" Phaedra's head peeked around the bookshelf Rainy was looking over. The pair were in the red tower, in one of the many libraries, Phaedra was searching for a book and requested Rainy's aid.
"Um…I…I don't see it…" Rainy said, after looking through the third row of books.
"Hmm…perhaps we'll have to try one in another room…"
She gave a rapid nod, "Maybe I'm just not looking hard enough…"
"I'm sure you are." She said, checking one of the tables, before she scooped up a book, "Oh. Here it is. Hmm, someone must have been reading it."
The door opened, "Oh, I see that book is in use…"
Phaedra looked over to the man behind the door, "Ah, there you are. I don't believe we've met." She set the book down and held a hand out, "Phaedra."
His glare was entirely too judgmental, but she hardly noticed, "Derek Parker."
"You must be a Ventrue." She reached over and adjusted his tie, then the clip it was attached too, before he slapped her hands away.
"Please, do not touch me, flesh-eater."
"It's Phaedra." She said dryly before he took the book and looked at Rainy.
"Who is this?" He gave her the same scrutinizing glare.
"Rainy. My companion." Phaedra said, knowing Rainy would be terrified.
"Is she…in the Camarilla?"
"I don't see why you should concern yourself."
He scowled, "Because the red tower is for Camarilla personnel only. She ought to be executed." He continued to stare at her, "What clan does she belong to?"
"Also private information."
"Should I tell the Prince you're harboring some sort of…abhorrent refugee?"
"She is neither of those things."
"Then why don't you tell me what she is, demon?" He asked lowly.
She smirked, "Above speaking with the likes of you. Go on, take the book I'm sure you can't read. Cram the knowledge in that dead brain and flush it out until you need it again. I'll take it once you've finished."
He glared at both of them, "I'll remember this." He slammed the door shut.
"So will I." Phaedra said, before turning to Rainy, "I don't get the impression that that man liked me very much."
Rainy was shaking like a leaf, squeezing Phaedra dearly.
"It's alright." Phaedra held her, "What's he going to do? Tell Strauss we had a bit of a disagreement? It's no danger to us."
"I know…" She sniffed, squeezing her tighter.
"Did you want to come up to my room?"
"…will he catch us…?"
"It doesn't matter if he does. I can brush him away if he does."
She looked around carefully, her eyes teary, "Okay."
Phaedra gently took her hand and went up the many flights of stairs, before they made it to her room and she took Rainy inside. Phaedra fetched her a blood bag, then sat on the couch beside her, "Here you are."
"I…I don't need this Phaedra…if…if you want it…I don't want you to run out of blood."
"I have plenty."
She slowly tore the bag open and drank from it, "Who was that man? I haven't seen him here before…"
"Neither have I. Or perhaps in passing. He must be new."
"He was terrifying…" She said, "How many people in the Camarilla are like that?"
"Not any that I've met."
That seemed to calm her down a bit, she took another sip from her bag, "I've been thinking…"
"Mmm?"
"You keep getting attacked…by…poison…or people in the Sabbat. I think I should give you my number, in case you need my help."
"I would love that." She smiled warmly, "I'll have to purchase a cell phone then."
"I can, if you want."
"Could you? That would be excellent. I'm not very wise with technology."
She smiled, once she finished her blood bag, she gently slid her heels off, then she curled around Phaedra and laid in her lap. Phaedra leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek, rubbing a hand down Rainy's back, the other gently pet her hair. She relaxed a bit and closed her eyes, smiling at all the attention.
Phaedra averted her gaze and looked to the ceiling as she continued to treat Rainy in a rather cat-like fashion, "How is your sire?"
"She's…fine…she's happy…because the Prince didn't kill her. He…he's okay with us being in the city, which…which was why I was so scared of that…man in the suit…why did he talk to me like that if the Prince is okay with me?"
"I think he was just a scared little man questioning himself when two women of an inferior clan began to have more ground than he did."
She opened her eyes, thinking about it for a minute or two, "Okay."
A pause clung to the air before Phaedra added, "What about your feelings for her?"
"I love her…in a way a childe typically loves her sire." She said, "There…used to be more…but…I'm pretty sure she's straight…"
"But do you still have feelings for her?"
"I…" She looked cornered, "Maybe…do you still have feelings for Pisha?"
"If I saw her again, I would. I'm only asking because, I like what we have. I care about you so much, you've made my life here so enjoyable…but I feel as though…the field for both of us is still open."
"Still open?"
"If you were to find someone that…caught your fancy, per say…I wouldn't be upset at all. Like, if Raven decided she did like you."
"I don't think that would happen…"
She shook her head, "Never mind." She kissed her forehead, "Forget I said a word."
"Something's on your mind."
She closed her eyes, "As of late, I have been meeting people who I've…been attracted to. But, I haven't forgotten you, and I would never dream of leaving you alone…I…." She sighed, "I suppose I'm still adjusting to…mutual relationships…"
Rainy rocketed up, sitting up beside her, their eyes met, "Is…is there something I'm not doing?" She asked, "Something you need? Something you want? What…what am I doing wrong?"
"You're doing absolutely nothing wrong." She assured, "It's me. I'll get over this."
Her expression sank, "So…so…there is something wrong with me…I knew it."
"Rainy, there is nothing wrong with you. You're absolutely perfect." She said, before she closed her eyes, "I was in an arranged marriage. That was the only type of relationship I had before I met you. The culture where I lived, when I grew up, is very different than the culture now, and I suppose I'm still adapting. But I would never leave you because I dislike you. I would only leave you because I trust that you would be happier in someone else's hands." She held her closer, "You're very important to me, and I'm not going to let you go. Not until you're ready to go."
"So…w-we're temporary?"
"Unless you'd like to be permanent. And please, be selfish. Please don't answer because you want me to be happy. Please just tell me the truth, tell me what you want."
"I want you." She said, "No one's…ever treated me like this…they either ignore me…or hurt me…"
"Very well. Then I am yours."
"Do…do you want me…back?"
"I do."
She smiled, going back onto her lap and kissing her on the lips with increasing force, as she began to rub her shoulders. Phaedra slowly rested her hands on Rainy's hips, pulling them in a bit closer as she kissed her back, leaving gentle kisses along her neck. She decompressed, taking her blazer off, followed by her tie and her blouse, again, a horde of metal pieces hit the ground once she began unclasping her bra.
Phaedra chuckled softly, "I should buy you a bag…"
"That would be nice." She said, "Sometimes they get sore…from…that…"
"Let me see what I can do…" Phaedra gently kissed her neck again as she caressed Rainy's breasts, occasionally rubbing her thumbs over her nipples.
Rainy bit back a groan, shuddering with pleasure, "You…you should lay down…there was something of yours I wanted to get…"
"Oh? Is it something that will be accessible in the bedroom?"
"Ooh, you're right. Let's go to your room."
Phaedra stood up and led Rainy to her bedroom, quietly closing the door before she took off her scarf and hung it on a hook on the back of the door, "What did you have in store for me, dear?"
"Lay on your stomach."
Phaedra smirked before she peeled her dress off, crawling on the bed and laying on her stomach, her hands balled up under her pillow. Rainy took her tights off, only in her panties as she got on the bed behind Phaedra. She bent over and gave her rear a little kiss, massaging her hips. A soft sigh passed through her lips as her shoulders decompressed, "…that's very nice…"
"You have a perfect pear-shaped body." She smiled, "There, I can't be wrong with that, can I?" She asked, "Does it…ever throb?" She gave her butt another kiss, "Mine does, if I sit somewhere…uncomfortable…"
She let out another groan, "If I fall on it…"
Her kisses got hungrier and sloppier, "You must like this, then."
"Oh…oh yes…"
She sighed, kissing Phaedra's butt a little bit more, "You can roll over whenever you're ready."
"Aye-aye…" Phaedra laid there for another moment before she rolled over and reached back to unclip her bra.
She smiled and gave Phaedra a hug, being perfectly content with being held in her arms. She kissed Phaedra's lips over and over again, reaching a hand up to grab one of her breasts once Phaedra took her bra off.
Phaedra's hands ran down Rainy's shoulders and back endearingly as they kissed, sighing occasionally whenever she found the opportunity to do so.
"Let me know when you want to be touched." She whispered.
"I want you to do it when you think I'm ready." She smiled.
"In that case, I think you need a bit more." She backed away slightly, kissing one of her breasts and giving her a squeeze. Phaedra's eyes closed and she let out another groan, her deep voice carrying far in her cozy-sized room. Rainy bit her lip, backing away a little, "I'm going to come before you do at this rate…"
"I'm certainly not going to stop you." Phaedra gave that mischievous smirk again.
She took a deep breath, "No….it's okay…I'll just get you…" She went back to licking her breast, reaching a hand down and pressing at her lower abdomen.
She sighed, "I needed this…very badly…"
She kissed her nipple, "Have you been through a lot recently?"
"Yes…plenty of stress…."
She nodded, feeling sorry for her. When they first met, she said she was never under any sort of stress. How things have changed for the worst. "I'm going to make you feel great and it'll all go away, okay?"
She chuckled softly, "Yes, I'm putting all my trust in you."
Again she felt another pang of sorrow for Phaedra, so she made sure to be slow. She leaned in and kissed her on the lips. It was very endearing and long-lasting, occasionally she would suck her lips to get flavor out of her lipstick. One of her hands reached up and grabbed her breast again, giving it a soft massage. Her thumb circled around her breast and occasionally pressed on her nipple.
It was suspenseful alright. Phaedra could have sworn that Rainy implied that she was going to get down to business, but a few moments of making out passed and nothing happened. Then it hit her all at once. Her partner's masterful navigation through her sex coincided with the memories of the last time Rainy was inside her, and despite Rainy masturbating her, she didn't stop with the kissing or with the breast massage, as if she was doing her best to make sure as many parts of Phaedra's body were stimulated as possible.
As soon as she felt Rainy's fingers enter her, she opened her eyes, before they drifted closed as she let out a moan into Rainy's mouth. She did everything she could not to bite or claw at Rainy as she felt her climax build higher and higher, tearing her lips away so she could moan and scream.
She went a little lower and kissed her neck. Phaedra's voice and how her throat vibrated whenever she made noises turned Rainy on like nothing ever before. It made her explore much deeper within her.
Phaedra grit her teeth and gasped, clutching Rainy closer as she hit a peak, like a drop of gasoline that suddenly combusted. She let out a shameless groan as her body quivered and she rode the orgasm to completion, reaching up under Rainy's chin to kiss her lips again.
Rainy smiled and kissed her back, doing what she could to ease Phaedra out of her orgasm by holding one of her hips with one hand and her lower abdomen with the other, (Phaedra felt that one of Rainy's hands were absolutely soaked). Rainy got cozy in her arms once she noticed that she calmed down a bit.
Phaedra flopped back and held onto Rainy tightly, combing her fingers through her hair, "I have to find something that excites you…"
"You do."
"Something more…" She said, holding Rainy's face, "Tell me dear, is there any dark fantasies in that little mind of yours I can play with…?"
"Um…I…I don't know…I'm not sure I'm looking for an orgasm right now…I…I just like making you happy…"
"That can't be true…"
"Don't get me wrong…you turn me on…but…I…I'm scared of…doing it…that it might hurt…"
Phaedra looked at her nails, "There's nothing else I can do?"
"Uh…" She looked her up and down, "M-Maybe there's something…"
"Mmm hmm…?"
She crept back, reaching back and wrapping Phaedra's legs around her. It was as if she was prepared to give Phaedra an orgasm again, which Phaedra at first thought was preposterous, until Rainy leaned in and sucked on her belly button. She held Phaedra's hips, as if to provoke them into a rhythm once again. Phaedra let out another sigh and complied, wrapping her legs around Rainy tightly and grinding against Rainy's chest, mostly.
She let out a very loud, muffled groan, a combination of the stimulation from Phaedra's stomach to the humping against her breasts, so she quickly tore her panties off. Whatever she was trying to say wasn't coming out as coherent English.
Phaedra couldn't help but chuckle as she held Rainy's head down and groaned, letting her do as she pleased. She gasped in between her noises, her entire body shaking, but not in fear, in ecstasy, that much was clear. She begged Phaedra's name quietly. Phaedra's smile widened as she combed her fingers through Rainy's hair, the other rubbing one of her shoulders.
"P-P-Phaedra…I…I…" Rainy gently moved her hands away, trying to crawl up to her level, then her eyes widened, and she let out a deep groan. Phaedra felt something squirt onto her as Rainy collapsed on top of her, vibrating with desire. She began to make a big mess all over Phaedra's lower abdomen and her womanhood. Phaedra groaned, a smile on her lips as she saw Rainy finally fall apart. She clutched her rear and pulled her in close, kissing at her neck and collarbone.
Rainy still looked fairly nervous, she gasped several times in a row as she finished, both of them hot from all the contact. She clung to her with a shaky breath, shuddering every now and then. Phaedra left a very loving and gentle kiss on her cheekbone, "That is so much better…" She smiled.
She tried to say something, but she stopped and held her throat, instead, opting to cuddled against her and close her eyes.
"Did you hurt your throat…?" Phaedra's eyes grew with worry, "Do you want me to fetch you some blood?" She shook her head, giving her a squeeze. "Alright…" She said slowly, practically cradling her, "You enjoyed yourself, at least?"
She gave a weak nod.
"Good…good…" Phaedra pet her hair again, "Let us get some rest then…"
She gave a weak couple of coughs, "Am…am I going to die?" She asked fearfully, "Is…is he going to execute me…?"
"No…"
She squeezed her eyes shut, "So I won't die?"
"No."
She squeezed her, sniffing and shuddering a little.
"Shh…shh….don't cry." Phaedra held her tighter, "You will be safe here. You're cared for."
"Okay." She said quietly.
"Goodnight dear…." She kissed her forehead.
"Goodnight…"
Ferrum awoke swaddled in an absurd number of blankets, with a damp cloth over his head, Miranda was watching over him, "Do you feel better?"
He took a moment to reach up under those blankets and rub one of his eyes, "Ugh…I feel like I'm gonna suffocate…" He tried to free both arms, "Is this what it's like to be a baby?"
"No…" She looked away, "I didn't want you to be cold…"
He chuckled a bit, "I don't get cold." He squirmed a bit more, "You…uh…wanna get me out of here?"
She giggled madly, "You can't escape the blankets?" She asked, reaching over and pulling them off, so he was free to roam around her room.
"Ah, thanks." He pat her head before he gave an irritated sigh, "That damn lunatic in the streets…I oughtta pound him for this…"
"Yes, it seems this Sabbat houses many more…knowledgeable players than I or anyone else had originally thought."
"Does Strauss know about this guy?"
"Not at the moment." She said, "Cadmus or I will tell him soon. Once we make sure you and he are fully recovered."
"Yeah, I'm better. I kinda wanna know how the hell he did that."
"It's…a high power of Dementation, I would assume…higher than anything I've ever seen. I don't think I've ever seen a Malkavian as old and strong as he, aside from perhaps Therese Voerman…"
"Then killing him should be even more fun."
"It wouldn't be easy, though." She said, "Unless you enjoying having long fights with someone without eye contact."
"…guess that would get kinda difficult…"
She nodded, sitting on the couch and crossing her legs, "This Sabbat seems a bit more dangerous…but, as you pointed out, its leader is fueled by revenge…"
"Yeah…" He mused, "Maybe if I kill that jackass, the others will scamper off…"
"I don't think killing him would ideally solve anything. You would get hurt again."
He grunted out something inaudible, then crossed his arms and turned around, "Where can I get new clothes?"
"I could take you shopping, if you'd like."
"Oh yeah? That sounds good, I guess. I found some money Cadmus gave me a while ago."
"Very well. Did you want to go tonight?"
"Yeah, let's get it over with."
She nodded, they went down the stairs and headed out through the lobby. Ferrum really had no clue where the nearest store was, so he trailed Miranda until they walked into a clothing store. He scrunched his nose up and looked around, "Smells like chemicals…and why the hell is it so bright?"
"Yes, well, luckily, men don't have as much as an acquired taste, so we'll be out of this place quickly." She smiled.
"Well, I gotta make sure you like it too." He said bluntly as he looked around, slowly absorbing the signs, sales and people swarming around. Miranda would guide him around occasionally, and in some cases, prevent him from making an embarrassing mistake as he was hardly used to society due to his roots. Eventually he grabbed a handful of clothes, "Guess I'll try these on to see if they fit." He grumbled before he pat her head, "Stay out of trouble."
"I'll do what I can." She smiled.
After about five to ten minutes of puttering around, Miranda felt someone tap her shoulder from behind, and turned to see Ferrum looking actually rather presentable.
With his hair tied back, he had some composure to him, and the black button down top he wore had the slightest tinge of green that matched his eyes. The black pants helped too, as did the dark purple loosened tie and shiny dress shoes, "This good?"
She gave a quick nod, "Are you sure that's comfortable for you?"
"Yeah, I can manage." He rolled the sleeves up, "You didn't want to get anything?"
"No, I'm quite content with this."
"Alright." He said, after checking out and heading out, he put his hands in his pockets and walked back to the red tower with her, "Not that you need anything more, but I did get you something."
"Hmm?" She asked, "What did you get me?"
He reached in his pocket and took out a little box, handing it to her. When she opened it up, she saw a gorgeous necklace with a little diamond pendant.
Her eyes widened, "You bought me a necklace?"
"Yeah."
She smiled, giving him a hug and kissing him briefly, "Thank you."
"Uh huh." He smiled back, "You don't have to wear it if you don't like it."
"I'll wear it in the tower, when I'm not moving around so much."
"Alright." He put his hands back in his pockets, "So it ain't a complete waste then." They were almost back before Ferrum stood still, like a statue. He faced down the street and narrowed his eyes, like he could see something ahead, but nothing appeared to be there.
"Ferrum?" Miranda asked, stopping after she took a step or two ahead of him, "What's wrong?"
"You hear that?"
"Hear what?"
He started walking down the street, looking livid. As Miranda followed after him, he eventually stopped and stared at a man standing in the corner, playing a saxophone. He had dark skin and thinning black hair, a rather grizzly look to his face, and a snazzy taste in fashion. The music he was playing sounded smooth and pleasant, a few people dropped bills in the instrument case.
"Ferrum, wait! Where are you going?" Miranda followed him.
He just snarled, staring at the man from a distance, "Forget it. Let's go."
She nodded, nervously leading the way back to the red tower. As they headed back, she heard one of the most grazed and dry voice she ever had, "Steadman?"
Ferrum's face lit up with anger before he turned around to face the man, "What?" He asked, his voice had quite the bite to it.
The man walked over and laughed, a bit of a hobble to his walk, "Look at you! You're lookin' good! Thought you kicked the bucket!"
His face was unflinching, "Are we done here?"
He shamelessly eyed over Miranda, "Nice catch…what's a kid like you doin' with her, eh? You oughtta leave the girls like that to the experts."
"Uh huh."
"Real piece a' work, she is…"
He turned away and started walking off.
"We should catch up, you know. Get a bite to eat somewhere."
"You know what, old man?" Ferrum turned around, "No. I never want to see you again. Now that I got money, you care about me, huh? When I was street trash, I was nothing. Now I hit a lucky break and all of a sudden I'm your best buddy?"
"I'm not gonna spend my time with a homeless kid, that's terrible for business. So are kids in general!" He laughed.
He growled and turned away, "Whatever."
"Hey, careful with that one, alright? Don't knock 'er up too easy, it's pretty easy to screw yourself over with kids!"
Miranda turned around and walked back with Ferrum, squeezing his hand occasionally as they went back to her room.
"I should have just killed him."
She closed the door behind herself, "I could have done that myself, if that was your wish. It would have been painless, too." She said, "Did he abandon you?"
"Yeah." He paced back and forth a bit, then stepped forward and held the back of her head, kissing her lips with the vigor of a brewing storm.
She returned the kiss, hugging him back, "It's okay. I know he hurt you but it's over now. And I will never abandon you like he did. No one in the Camarilla will." She said, "Well…none of the good-hearted Kindred in the Camarilla, at least…"
"That's why I like it here with you."
She gave him a squeeze, "We should get to bed soon, the sun will come up."
"Yeah, that's a good idea." He kissed her forehead, "You got a lot of those."
A/N: This was a cute chapter. Thanks for reading!