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Chapter Twelve

New Year's Eve

Normally there are feelings of excitement traveling through a woman's body when a handsome man bows and asks her for a dance at a ball. He gives that smile and her heart flutters. She takes his hand and around the dance floor they twirl. Every woman longs for a handsome man to ask for a dance and as they twirl they fall in love. It's a woman's fairytale. But as Auroura danced around at the New Year's Eve Masquerade, none of those feelings were traveling through her.

Everyone at the house had dressed Auroura and Vincent up, the men and women staying together. Rebecca and Ramona attacked Auroura, putting her in dress after dress until a red one with gold was perfect with long, white gloves and a matching mask as her long hair was worn up. The locket that the Phantomhive child had given her fit with the dress perfectly.

Speaking of him, the entire time that the young Vincent was here, Auroura didn't find herself once thinking about what the older Vincent had been doing to her. How he was acting. The child cleared her mind of everything else and she enjoyed being with him. He loved talking to her. He took her out into the garden for daily walks. He was actually quite smart for his age. When Ramona brought up the talk about the New Year Masquerade a week ago during dinner, the young child had grown rather envious of the older Vincent, claiming that when he was older he would take her to the Masquerade himself.

It seemed that Victor didn't like that too much so for the rest of the night, Vincent and Victor glared at each other. Auroura had excused herself early from the dinner, trying her hardest not to laugh. Victor didn't seem to like either of the Vincent's when they were around Auroura, though he had been hanging out with the other demon since they returned from the Queen's Castle. It gave her peace since the teen didn't sleep on her couch in her room anymore but to have the older Vincent not talking to her still annoyed her far beyond the leashes that she already had.

So, as she and the man that had grabbed her danced across the floor like she had with the others, she tried to ignore everything as she lost herself in the music playing behind the dance floor. He cleared her mind and just let the music play through. But her anger was still there, popping forth Vincent's face. Damn bastard. Stupid heart. Every sight of him made her heart beat faster. She realized why, too. She didn't know why she didn't realize it before. It's hard to believe that a demon like her would have feelings for anyone, wasn't it? She ate human hearts in repay for servitude or anything else that they wanted and she finds herself in a swirling hold of love for another demon that she had known since she one of her first jobs. Why hadn't she seen that before?

It explained why she had been enraged with him when he had slept with that woman at the Queen's Castle, but that doesn't explain why he wasn't talking to her. Sure, she could start talking to him herself, but she just didn't feel like it. Why was he mad at her, though? What had she done?

A hand running down her neck made Auroura freeze as her mind came back to where she was. She glanced over her shoulder at the man in the white mask. She frowned, recognizing it. Her heart felt like it was about to beat out of her chest and she felt herself growing warm as his hands continued to travel over her neck and shoulders.

"You look lovely this evening, Auroura."

She gave him a harsh glance. "Oh, are you talking to me again?" She asked him. "I'm surprised. Over the silent treatment?"

He gave one of his smirks as they continued around the floor. "I suppose that my apology is not something that you want to hear at the moment?"

"What makes you think that?" Came her sarcastic reply.

He smirked as he pulled her off the dance floor. She wanted to yank her arms away from him but his strength beat hers and she knew it so she just followed after Vincent. He led her down the side of the ballroom and out a door that led to the hall of the mansion they were in. There, in the dark hall, she finally pulled away from him.

"What do you want, Vincent?" She demanded.

"I want to apologize." That caught her off guard and she tilted her head, watching him in confusion. Crow? Apologize? Never. Not since she had known him, anyway. "For how I've been acting for the last month or so. I've been…foolish."

"That's taking it easy." She mumbled, crossing her arms.

Vincent gave a smirk and her back straightened as he moved behind her, his hands reaching up and untying the mask that she was wearing. Both of them let it fall to the ground. "I'm sure that you will still be mad at me for a long while, but at least let me explain to you why I was acting the way I was."

"And what makes you think that I want to hear your explanations?" She asked him.

His hand cupped her neck softly. "If you don't want to, you can leave and go back to the party." She could tell that his voice was dancing with that smirk of his. And though she would love to just walk away and leave him standing there by himself her body didn't want to move. He gave a small 'Hah' before his other hand crawled over her neck and released her hair, allowing it to fall to its normal length.

"What are you doing?" She asked, glaring at him over her shoulder as her heart skipped a beat.

"I am sorry for everything since the Queen's Castle. For touching that…beast in the bedroom. And I am sorry that you had to do the same with the other. But if I hadn't been so foul to you, I might have been able to keep you from going through that."

"I have done things like that to get my answers before." Auroura told him. "It didn't matter."

"But to me, it did." His hands trailed down her shoulders. "When I saw him touching you like that in the hall, I had to use all my control to not rip his skin from his bones. And so, I'm going to fix it all."

She turned fully to face him, an eyebrow raised. "What are you talking about?"

Vincent moved forward, placing his hands on either side of her head as she was pinned between him and the wall. He leaned down and whispered in her ear – "No one is going to touch you like that again, Cat. No one, but me." He pulled back a bit and seized her lips with his own before she could respond. Fireworks went off in her body and her eyes grew wide. She had just come to realization that she was in love with this demon and moments later, here they were in the hall, kissing. Someone must have been looking out for her. Winding her arms around his neck, she kissed the man back. The feelings that she hand in her stomach was nothing like what she would have when she kissed the others. This was…something much better.

Moments later as they entered a dark room, Aurora didn't know where they were, nor did she care. Right now, all she was caring about was what she was about to do with the demon she was locked onto. Vincent's fingers danced around her skin, his cool touch making her blood pump faster as he pushed her backwards. The back of her legs hit something and she fell; right into the middle of a bed. She hoped that the owners of this ballroom didn't come in to find the two of them. Vincent's left hand pinned both of hers up above her head as the other traveled down the front of her dress. His fingers were like knives as he ignored everything else as they sliced the black and golden fabric down the middle; her underdress and everything else she wore witnessing the same fate. His red eyes burned into hers.

"I cannot believe that it took me this long," His voice was low and husky as his head lowered. "To realize all that I want to do to you." She stayed silent, glancing away from him but his free hand turned her face back to him. "Don't look away from me, Cat," His lips moved down to nibble on her ear. "Never look away from me again."

Her back arched as a tingling sensation traveled through her. She wanted to remove his clothes and wander all over his body like he was doing to her but her hands were still pinned above her. So, she did the next best thing and grinding against him as he lay on top of her. The released her wrists and they were tugging at his jacket moments later.

Everything that was happening just below them was erased from their minds. The sound of the music deaf to them as the two demons fought each other for dominance on the silk sheets beneath them. Both of them had had sex before, but that was only for the jobs. But this, between the two of them, it was just something else entirely. This felt nothing like what they had had before with the humans that they had. This was just…something entirely different. Something better.

As Vincent 'worked his magic' Auroura's human moans changed into that of her demon as she lost herself in the pleasure. The roars were loud, but neither of them cared if they could be heard. Then, he caught her cries as he entered, claiming dominance from above. She gave in to him as he drove into her. Her fingernails turned into her claws as she ran her hands down his back. His teeth dug into her shoulder as sweat and blood swirled around them in the sheets and air.

Vincent gave his own growl and turned fiercer as he pinned her underneath him, not giving her any more freedom as he continued on.

Still above her, propped up on his elbows and breathing hard, Vincent gazed down at the woman beneath him. She pulled one of her hands and took a look at the warm, thick liquid on her nails. His breath caught as he watched her lick it off before another growl erupted from him as his weariness melted away and round two was started.

Neither of them knew how long they were actually in that room, but the music below had been over for a long time as they finally collapsed on the bed beside the other. Vincent wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her close to him. Both were breathing hard and she buried her face into his chest, not wanting to lose the warmth that he had given her.

"You should have apologized earlier, Crow." She whispered in a sleepy voice.

Vincent gave a chuckle as he kissed the top of her head. Normally, sleeping was just a pass time for demons but after that, both of them felt like they deserved a little nap. "As I said," He reminded her. "No one but me."

"That goes both ways, I hope you know."

He grinned for a moment before closing his own eyes. Both of them slipped off to sleep before either of them noticed to horrible feeling in the bottom of their gut.

I hope that was kinda freaky with the blood and whatnot. They're both demons, so I sort of figured that that would fit in with the two of them.

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