Blueeyeddevil06, thank you for being my beta!
He believed her, not because he wanted power or to be king, but because somehow, he instinctively trusted her. That truth floored him when he realized it. He didn't trust anyone that easily. He reminded himself of Yamato and how he was willing to trust a woman he had never met based on Mamoru's instincts.
He let out a long sigh and said, "Let's move away from the prophecy for now and on to something my brain can process. Our blood calls to each other?"
She smiled gently at him and said, "I honestly don't know if you can feel it as a human. But for me, as a vampire, it's —intense." She plucked at the pillow next to her, which had obviously come with the couch.
He knit his brow thinking about what she said, he did feel the connection, and it was powerful. He couldn't figure out if she underestimated his feelings entirely or if she was really feeling the pull to him so intensely that he couldn't fathom it.
He frowned and looked at the floor. "I feel…" he trailed off. He couldn't make himself talk about his feelings. Even though he believed her, he was terrified of opening up. He was scared he didn't know how to. Instead, he sighed and rubbed his hands over his face in frustration.
He was shocked when he looked at her, and she was smiling. She said, "It's enough to know you feel something. I have all the time in the world. I can be patient." Mamoru let his shoulders sag in relief.
Usagi stood. She felt like it was probably time to go. She'd told him a lot he had to process, and she was afraid if he asked any more questions that he would start to get genuinely overwhelmed. She didn't want to add more barriers to his already strong walls.
"Call me any time, and I will answer your questions – any questions any time. I don't need sleep." She then bent down and picked up her purse. When she stood, she locked eyes with him. "This is all at your pace."
He nodded absentmindedly and tried to quell the rising panic inside him. His mind was frantically searching for what was bothering him so much. As she walked toward the door, he figured it out. Everything in him didn't want to see her walk out the door.
He was trying to calm his ragged breathing and understand his need to keep her. Then it dawned on him. Why was fighting his feelings so hard when she told him her feelings for him were even stronger because of what she was? Why would he let her leave when he knew she was even deeper in this than him, and he felt profoundly drawn to her?
As she began to open the door, he strode over and slammed it shut. She spun to face him, looking startled. "What…?"
He moved and boxed her in, pressing her firmly to the door with his body. He felt one kind of tension in him bleed out as he touched her and a whole different type of tension. A deep want for her rolled through him and almost took his breath away.
He looked into her eyes, and he held her there, and the hope in her eyes shocked and thrilled him. At that, he was utterly undone for her.
Mamoru let out a low growl and kissed her hard. It wasn't in him to be gentle, and he figured as a vampire, she could take it, and also, as a vampire, she had more than enough power to stop him from doing anything she didn't want to do.
He deepened the kiss and felt her wrap her arms around him and cling to him. When she did that, he couldn't help himself; he rocked his hips into her, rubbing his arousal against her core. She moaned into his mouth in reaction, and he did it again.
His insecurity issues and past trauma had made it so he didn't open up to women, and he couldn't lose control enough to be with them in any way. He realized with Usagi that it was all a thing of the past. His deep desire flared even brighter, and he wanted to consume her and never let her go.
He moved one hand from being pressed against the door and grabbed her breast. His hips rocked again with the feeling of touching her, and he moaned.
Mamoru pulled back from the kiss and whispered. "I can't hold back anymore. Please, stay."
She looked up at him with a beaming smile and said, "I want nothing more. I meant it when I said this is all at your pace. I will willingly do anything you want. I was yours completely from the moment I met you."
"Can vampires get pregnant?"
"No."
He gave her a crooked smile, and as he pinched her nipple, he said, "Good, because I don't have condoms."
She looked at him funny and knitted her brow. "I'm not being sassy right now. Is there something in your pocket? It's pressed against my leg."
He huffed out an amused breath and stepped back. He pulled out the white queen chess piece and said, "It's you. I keep it with me wherever I go."
She smiled at him, took his hand, and laced their fingers together. She then tugged and led him into the apartment. "That's so sweet and romantic."
"Where are we going?" He asked, puzzled.
"Bed." Was her simple reply.
His hormones surged again, and he chuckled. "No. That's not how this is going to happen." She looked at him, puzzled and with hurt in her eyes. In response, he grabbed her up in his arms and carried her. "I'm taking you to bed and stripping you bare. I'm in charge right now."
The light instantly flooded back into her eyes, and she smiled up at him. "I like this."
When he got her to his bed, he laid her down, and his hands instantly removed his shirt and then his pants and boxers. He dropped them to the floor and climbed on the bed. "I need you. Can you see how hard I am for you?"
She nodded as he began pulling off her shirt, and then she helped him by unhooking her bra and removing it. As he worked her skirt and panties down over her legs, his eyes were locked on her bare pussy. He then shifted his eyes to lock with hers and seductively licked his lips.
He noticed her eyes were transforming, and he moaned. "Oh hell, yeah. I find it so hot when you are in your vampire form."
"You do?" she asked him, looking completely startled.
He nodded and stroked one of her fangs after they descended. "The moment you showed me, I was painfully hard. It turns out I have a kink."
"Can I…" he watched her shift nervously. "Can I bite you and drink a bit from you as you make love to me?"
He groaned out and nodded. He loved the idea, and he was excited to try it. "Yes. This is so erotic."
He then moved and plunged his cock deep inside of her dripping wet pussy. His eyes rolled back in his head as he experienced the best feeling of his life. He then locked eyes with her vampire eyes and began slowly pistoning in her with his cock.
He was gone for her. If she didn't own him thoroughly before, she did now. The trust and love he saw there overwhelmed him.
He felt her flexing her inner muscles and massaging his cock as he took her with her vampire strength. A low growl emanated from his throat, and she pulled him flush to her to bite his neck, drinking from him. With the slight sting and the blood, he knew she was drawing from him; it drove him wild.
His rhythm stuttered, then he began taking her at a frantic pace. He noticed the headboard was hitting the wall, making him smile. He then propped himself up on his arms and watched as his cock disappeared into her tight heat. He loved watching himself fuck her.
She was arching her back, moaning and fisting the sheet, and he took her as hard as possible. He didn't want to hold back, and her being a vampire meant that he didn't have to.
He was in bliss as he felt his orgasm approaching, and he heard her screaming out desperately how good it was and how she needed more, desired more. Everything built to a crescendo between them, and they both flew into their orgasms together. He felt her walls flutter powerfully around him, and he moaned out in pleasure.
He collapsed next to her and worked hard to catch his breath. He noticed she had her eyes closed tightly, and concern was written across her face. He felt like he understood her entirely, somehow. "Stay, please. I need you here."
He watched her face transform, and she smiled at him. "I would love to stay the night."
He shook his head slightly. "Good, but not what I meant. I can't fight anymore. I don't want to. I believe you when you said we're made for each other. I can't imagine how intense this all is for you if I'm human and feeling this strongly. Stay for good, please. Make this your home."
Happy tears pricked her eyes, and she nodded. "I would love that… Honestly, I need this. I need you so much that it was hard to stay away and give you space. I'll just warn you that a vampire's love is a bit obsessive."
He smiled at her and stroked her cheek. "I have a bit of an inferiority complex. That sounds positively amazing to me."
She smiled and cuddled into his arms. "Wait until I get jealous because you're just talking to a woman."
He chucked and held her tightly. "It will only make me feel wanted."
She caressed his chest, and he felt ten feet tall. He wasn't kidding. The idea of her getting jealous over nothing actually excited him. The lonely boy in him needed to feel like he belonged to someone. He kissed the top of her head and said, "It's probably messed up that it sounds appealing to me."
She looked deep into his eyes and said, "Naw, I think it's handy that it won't make you mad."
"Well, we'll see if it happens."
"Oh, it will," she said forcefully. "I had to walk out of the arcade the day that skank was flirting with you. I wanted to rip her throat out."
He rolled her onto her back and covered her body with his. "She was from class, and I turned her down," he whispered huskily into her ear. He then thrust deep into her and kissed her neck. "See how turned on that got me?"
She moaned as he began to make love to her again. "I'll need a thorough demonstration," sheteased.
That night, he made love to her repeatedly until he fell into an exhausted sleep clinging to her. It felt so good letting go and letting himself love her.