The close of the heavy door and the light jingle of her bracelets alerted Facilier to Esmeralda's arrival. She found him in the bedroom, crafting a totem out of a strange, red wood. He didn't even glance at her as she entered but she cared not. The shadows shifted and moved around her, caressing her bare legs tenderly, then moving away as it had never happened.
"Hello, my love" she greeted him, turning his head with her with her hand and kissing him fully on the lips. His eyebrows rose slightly at the attention and a smirk moved against her lips just before he pulled away. She smiled at him and turned to the dresser, sitting before the vanity and unbinding her hair clasp by clasp.
He returned to carving his totem from the wood, the sound of the knife peeling away at the wood the only sound for a while.
"Why are you back so late?" he asked her.
She did not stop or slow as her hair fell around her, strand by strand, her eyes remaining on her reflection in the mirror.
"Prince Naveen visited me just as i was about to leave. He wanted to compliment me on my performance." She laughed softly, pausing in her ministrations to look at his reflection in the corner of her mirror, "he is quite a human; completely intoxicated by me, he actually fainted!" she laughed loudly, her thick hair completely undone and she gathered the pins and put them in a box.
"You charmed him?"
She froze while running her fingers through her thick curls and looked up at his reflection again. "Well yes, just for fun, you know like i usually do."
He set the totem down on the table before him but gripped the carving knife in his fist. He rose and moved slowly towards her, the shadows darkening around him, moving with him as he drew ever neared, like a devil stalking the damned soul of an innocent.
"I warned you. You should never taste the blood of a Royal. You risk everything we have. Everything we need to keep hidden." His voice was low and dark and she was frightened. She had seen him angry many times but never like this.
"No, no i didn't taste him. I know what you said, i stayed true to you. I would never defy you, Master!" she pleaded with him, moving to turn from his reflection to look at him but he moved as fast as light and as quiet as death and she felt the cold blade press against her throat.
Her eyes watched him in the mirror's reflection, wide and terrified as one hand clenched her hair, pulling her head back to bear her neck. The other hand held the blade to the base of her throat. He crouched behind her so his lips were at her ear.
"No. No you should never defy me. You know that, don't you, my pet."
She made no reply, terrified to do more than breathe as he held her in his vice like grip, her eyes remained fixed upon him in the mirror as his black eyes bore into her reflection murderously. Her scalp burned but she dared not move.
"You wouldn't defy me, because you know what the consequence would be, don't you?"
He purred, his lips a breath from her ear.
"Yes" he voice was but a shaky whisper.
The blade pressed harder against her skin, drawing crimson blood from her, a drop that seeped out and trickled lazily down her chest. His eyes followed it, growing darker as he licked his lips.
" 'Yes' what?"
"Yes, Master"
He grunted his approval and the blade was gone, to be replaced by his lips, his tongue snaking out to lap at the trace of blood. He drank hungrily, Esmeralda moaning and writhing against him, leaning in her chair towards him. He shifted around to kneel before her, her legs parting and he hitched her dress up slightly so he could kneel between her legs. His tongue trailed from the pulse of her neck, following the blood down her chest and between her breasts where it disappeared beneath the neck of her dress. He groaned at her taste and trailed hot kissed across her chest, teasing close to the base of her generous breasts. She gasped and moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair, her head thrown back, her eyes squeezed close as she felt her heat grow.
"Master, please..." she panted.
He swept her into his arms, dropping her onto the bed and kissing her hard and passionately. Her cries of ecstasy rang through the shadows around them that twisted and moved, swallowing them up and adding to the pleasure. She tasted her blood on his tongue and came undone, falling into that ever dark abyss.