Hey! Know what ... Sitting in my room, at the computer, and watching the snoflakes falling down from the sky, covering cold Russia in the minutes of Christmas ... Yes, we celebrate Christmas on the 7th of January. Well, I decided to add something hot ... really hot:)

Chapter 17

Piquant things

'It was too close, my son, too much risk …'

Dracula was standing near the window in his house; he bought a year ago on his visit to San-Francisco. He rubbed temples and shook himself from Lucifer's voice, which played on his nerves like on the strings of broken violin.

"Stop it and show yourself!"

Satan in red cloak appeared, sitting in a leather arm-chair.

"What do you need?"

Lucifer smirked and put one leg over another.

"I've just came to say that you had done well, saved the girl … But you could be late and lose her – my key to resurrection!"

"Still I did what you ordered. So maybe you'll leave me, father? I heard you have problems with that … a-a, Marinette right?"

A self-complacent smirk left devil's face.

"Rumors don't lie … Yes, that wench has already got a small army of demons, and soon there'll become more … Well, I'm great Lord of Hell, why should I be afraid of a woman? By the way, very pretty one."

"Don't denote me in details."

Lucifer laughed coldly, and his laugh shook the walls and could scare any men, but not Dracula.

"So maybe you'll return to hell to meet her, I see you want."

"My dear son, if I want to have sex, I have thousands, millions of the most beautiful women to spend night with … And, without concealment, I should say, I've been becoming more and more fond of your bride …"

Vladislaus flinched, but didn't reply, he knew that Satan just tries to remove him from balance.

"Ah, she has everything to become my lover: perfect figure, pretty face…"

Vlad kept silent …

"I can easily change appearance and …"

"First learn to keep an eye on your whores before making plans on the count of my future wife."

Lucifer lost temper, as Dracula could realize by the hot air around.

"Very well, I spent too much time with you, but don't forget …" – he suddenly turned into the form of a demon-beast, grabbed Vlad by throat and threw into the other side of the room, where count's head met with glass furniture.

" … Who's your master before you speak with me in such tone!" – Devil finished before disappearing.

Vladislaus touched his head, feeling awful discomfort, and then started taking away splinters of glass from his hair and clothes. At that moment Selina entered the room. Long ago Dracula began thinking that she always comes when something bad happens.

She first stared at the mess of the glass (all that left from the coffee-table), then at her future husband with bleeding scratches on his hands and face, and lowered near him.

"What happened? Look terrible."

"I'm so glad to see you, my love."

She helped him to stand up and asked again.

"So, maybe you'll tell me? …"

He kissed her foul of mouth, re-exploring the well-known area. Sel stopped him and caressed his cheek, healing tiny scratches.

"Vla-ad …"

"I'm just … I …"

Selina almost pierced him with eyes, trying to read the answer in his dark cold orbs.

"We haven't married yet, and you already keep secrets from me."

"What secrets, my goddess?"

"Goddess? No, you definitely hide something."

"Sel …" – he whispered, holding her by chin and kissing her soft lips uncountable number of times.

"I promise, I'll tell you someday, but not now …" – he whispered between kisses. She nodded, but said to herself to 'dig' in this story.

"Still, how did you understand that we need help?"

"A, I heard your voice and came to save you."

"You're my hero!" – she jumped, twining legs around his waist.

Dracula clicked fingers and ordered his servants to clean the wastes, and then brought Selina into their, already common, bedroom and let her fell beneath him. While she was playing with his hair, she pricked finger with the tiniest splinter and watched drops of dark blood streamed down her skin. Vladislaus licked off the drops and left the bed.

"What?"

"I'll take a shower, if you don't mind. I don't want to hurt you again."

Sel smirked and when he went out to the bathroom, she followed him.

He stood under the hot water streams and breathed in deeply, relaxing, and felt much better after the private talk with Lucifer.

Meanwhile Selina took away the curtain and gazed at the count, smiling slyly. Vlad stared back in amusement, and then grabbed her by wrist and pulled her inside. She laughed, and tried to release, but he hold her tightly, kissing her neck without stop.

"Vlad! I'm wet!"

"What did you expect? You wanted this, don't you?"

They continued kissing: wet and mad (A/n: 'A poem, a?'), but absolutely happy together.

After the 'big washing' they settled on bed, holding each other gently. He set on the top and started kissing her bare neck and chest; continuing putting kisses lower and lower … He then entered her slowly, increasing speed, and making her to arch back and moan loudly. He would caress her skin once and once again, making Selina finally to feel herself a woman, beloved and loved by a handsome man.

"I love you so, my beauty, I can't even say how much …"

"Never mind, what is important is that I'm here, with you. And nobody can take you from me …"

"Yes. Nobody…"