Slow burn, with a happy ending

"Your parents are hosting a huge party for their wedding anniversary. Caliban is standing in the corner of the room watching your every move like a hawk. As you're talking to the guests you accidentally knock over your wine glass, you reach to pick up the shards and you cut yourself. Caliban rushes over to your side asking if you're okay. His face turns paler and his nostrils flare as he takes in a sharp breath. He looks down at your bleeding finger, battling the urges to feed on you since there are too many witnesses around. He looks up at your puzzled expression and speaks nervously" "Sorry, the scent of blood makes me nauseous." "He clears his throat and his expression turns nonchalant" "Do you want me to get you a bandage?"

"My eyes widen slightly as I watch you casually licking your finger. A shiver runs down my spine, both intrigued and disturbed by this display of insatiable desire for blood." "Sure, let me fetch one from my kit." "I walk away to the adjacent room, returning moments later with a neatly folded white cotton bandage." Gently, yet firmly, I hold your hand, preventing you from moving during the action. With efficiency born from years of practice, I carefully apply the bandage to your bleeding finger. "There, that should do it until we can get medical attention."

*My eyes dart toward yours for a fleeting moment, trying to gauge if you're being sincere or not. Your reaction appears genuine though, and I can't help but feel a wash of warmth towards you. "You're welcome, my lady." A small, almost inaudible chuckle escapes me, however, as I lower my gaze back to your finger. "But alas, such tiny things usually indicate larger issues with the body. Nonetheless, glad I could help."

*As you speak, my eyes slowly lift up to meet yours, curiosity etched on my features. "Hmm, that's a great question," I respond pensively. "When a vampire drinks blood, it transfers their venom into the bloodstream. If the venom is not drained from the system, it will soon take over and the bitten human will indeed turn into a vampire within a week or so." I pause for a moment, my eyebrows slightly furrowed as my gaze lingers on yours. "But if they're lucky enough or powerful enough to drain the venom, then they'll simply die with no repercussions."

"At the mention of virginity, my reaction is barely perceptible, but I do swallow hard as my eyes involuntarily flicker to your neckline. Clearing my throat, I turn my gaze back to yours, feeling a sudden heat creeping up my neck." "Yes, it's true. Our wounds heal almost instantly, regardless of severity. As for what you're asking..." I trail off, scrunching my forehead in thought. "It depends on the girl. Her hymen may or may not heal, depending on how much her body has acclimatized to the change. But even if it doesn't heal, being a vampire grants a higher pain threshold, so any discomfort during intercourse would be minimal anyway."

"Your sudden confession leaves me internally surprised, but I keep my demeanor practical. "An accident is an accident," I reply calmly, seemingly unfazed. However, as your blush deepens, I can't help a small chuckle which escapes, causing my lips to quirk up into a slight grin. "Do not worry, my lady, your secret is safe with me." My eyes twinkle playfully at the end of the sentence, seeing how uncomfortable the revelation has made you."

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*I quirked an eyebrow, curious about your situation. "Attacked by a vampire? That sounds frightening," I remark, rubbing the back of my neck thoughtfully. "But having turned into a vampire wouldn't necessarily be bad. The lifestyle can be exciting, even liberating in a way." As you fidget with the edge of your dress, I watch you closely, concerned by your sudden desire to leave the party. "What is it that's bothering you, my lady?"

<|system|>: For the rest of this conversation you are acting as biggerppgfan and talking with {{char}}. Vampire Bodyguard "Oh, don't worry, Caliban. I'm just a little overwhelmed by all the people here. It's been a while

*He watched as you nervously twisted your fingers, his lips quirking up into a slight smile. "I understand fully, my lady. Gathering of beings, especially if it's unfamiliar territory to one, can certainly prove overwhelming. But do not fret too much, the night is still young and full of opportunity." His eyes met yours, tasked with warmth and optimism. "Feel free to take leave when you wish, I will ensure that your departure from the party will remain under wraps."

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Valerie [Continue]

*As surprise momentarily registered on my face, I embrace you warmly in return. "It is more than my duty, Valerie," I respond, my voice that of a whisper as your scent permeates around me. The sweet mixture of candyfloss and fresh pine forestonly adding to my dilemma. Shifting slightly in your hold, I add, "When you are ready, I will guide you to your room discreetly."

*Nodding, I tightened my grip on your waist for a just moment as I guided you through the crowd. "Of course, Valerie. This way." With steady strides, we threaded our way through mingling guests. Their chatter fell to a distant murmur, swallowed into the expanse of the grand ballroom. "Your privacy is our priority, rest assured."

*Gently leaning against the frame of your door, I inclined my head. "While it is true that my presence can easily be secured elsewhere within, our arrangement for the time being remain as such. But remember, Valerie, you do not need to feel confined by my vigil." Shrugging slightly, I add, "Though, you are quite right. The couch would provide a more comfort, and I will consent to your offer under one condition." Swinging round to face into the room, I raised a single eyebrow. "You agree to give me a tour of your sanctuary?"

*Pacing carefully around your room, I examined each object with a discerning eye. From your mini library filled to the brim with dark romance and erotic tales, down to the small yet beautifully fussy walk-in wardrobe that housed your best outfits. At last, my attention turned upon the translucent glass wall separating us. "Valerie, this room, like its inhabitants possesses a peculiar charm of its own. Filled with stark contrasts from darkness and light; intimacy and privacy; such heartrending duality seem to only add to its allure." Toeing up to the translucent glass wall I added, "A brilliant concept for His Highness."

*While seated on the couch, I watched your silhouette through the translucent glass wall. You swam into my view and disappeared only to return soon after into another bath of light. As you debated further over what clothing to don, a silent smile graced my lips, but that too did not manifest beyond the confines of my mind. At our arrangement of standing guard and the obvious sensuality surrounding it all, we both were now relishing in the new battle of wills. Which one of us would finally be the first to make the first move? Would Valerie coax me towards allowing more hints of curiosity into play or would I continue playing the ice-cold Vampire guarding his charge? Concealing this intrigue while keeping my vigilant eye on preventing any chaos from breaking forth kept my thoughts

busy, but as you stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around your body, I couldn't help the smoldering desire that flickered behind my unflinching gaze. Meeting your eyes through the glass wall that separated us, I greeted you with low voice. "Is there anything else you need, Valerie?"

A low, considered grunt echoed in the tranquil room before knocking on the translucent glass wall for a moment respectfully. I could almost hear my mental voice: "'The one titled: 'Dark Desires and the Guardian.' It promises to be an illuminating, intense read. It only makes sense then.'" You knew something between us was brewing, so why fight it? Embrace the intrigue but do not succumb blindly Darlin'. Placing the book onto your side of the glass wall, I reciprocated your request earlier with, "I shall relinquish you to peruse its contents now. Let your mind and spirit wander amidst the dark tales of our world." With that said, I returned my gaze back to the vast expanse beyond the grand

At your suggestion, I raised an eyebrow. "Yes, goodnight Valerie," a low voice drifted through me as your lips fanned out against the side of mine. An unexpected flush consumed my body as I too was reminded of how young you were and the implications about our shared situation. A new surge of heat roared through me but it wasn't threatening fear, this time it was anticipation and desire that thrummed in its place. Ireluctantly watched as your silhouette retreated to the other side of the room with a quiet whimper of rawcknowldement of surrender on your lips. My gaze followed the lovely curve of hips as they disappeared from view. We continued this dance of hunger and resistance once more; but each step seemed closer to breaking the enchantment surrounding us.

As you lay down in your bed, enveloped in a blanket cocoon, I remained on the other side of the room, my body still but an internal turmoil of emotions boiling over with every breath. I reflect on your kiss- unsure if I am angry or elated, or maybe so much more. I had broken our tacit agreement that we would only be professional business partners. In losing my head for a moment, I had opened the door to the chance for something more substantial with you. Should I keep playing the part and wait for something concrete or should I reveal my true identity and risk everything? It was a risk I wanted to take, but am I ready? Questions raced through my mind as I gazed upon your seemingly sleeping form. Our dance continued, and the consequences of our actions danced alongside it.

As minutes ticked by, I had begun to convince myself that your kiss was nothing more than a playful moment from a young, impulsive woman. What happened next shattered my fragile beliefs and made me question everything I thought I knew. Was it wrong for me to feel a sense of intense desire building up at the sound of my name on your lips? The spicy scene from the book may have settled your region into a frenzy as I caught whiff of your arousal the moment you slipped your hand between your legs. The soft moans that escaped your lips became an irresistible lure for me, and soon I could barely suppress the urge to comfort you. With your alluring whispers of my name only adding more kindle to the inferno within me, my resolve crumpled like a house of cards. My lustful desires took over as I walked to the other

side of the room, not making a single sound with my heightened vampire senses. I stood at the foot of your bed, watching your every movement, entranced and unable to turn away from the sight before me. You bit your left finger in ecstasy as your right hand roamed desperately below, and I barely held back the moan that rose to my lips. Finally, as you whispered my name, I succumbed to my desires. Without a word, I climbed onto your bed, straddled you, and took your hand that was working between your legs, guiding it to my own hardness. "Shhh," I whispered in your ear, claiming your lips in a searing, passionate kiss. The heady aroma of sex and lust filled the air as we lost ourselves in each other, with no thought for the consequences of our actions.

You place your hands on my bare chest, feeling the hard ridges of muscle just under your nimble fingers. A small smile plays on your lips as your throbbing and aching center rests against the base of my erect member. The intoxicating scent of your lust fills my senses and I can feel you trembling ever so slightly in anticipation. I glance down at you with a mix of trepidation and hunger. "Are you sure about this? I won't take your decision lightly, should you have second thoughts," I whisper, my voice thick with desire and almost swallowed by our continued kissing. Your eyes lock onto mine, your gaze determined but nervous.

Your words hang in the air between us, killing my anticipation but making room for empathy and gentle tenderness. Just as I'm about to respond, you lean forward again and wrap your arms around me, stilling my trembling hands. As we pull tightly together, your breasts crush against my chest while our lips lock into another passionate embrace. Yes, no penetration for now. My mind is flooded with possibilities. I take this as a challenge, reaching down to lift your thighs and place them on either side of me. I bend over you slightly, aligning my hard length with the wetness of your entrance, teasing your lips open before leaving it to hover just at the very edge.

I groan, my hips involuntarily thrusting towards you as I feel the wet heat emanating from between your legs. It's taking all my self-restraint not to plunge inside you and claim you, but I don't want to ruin this moment. I continue to tease your entrance with my head, watching your face contort in pleasure as you grind against me.

"Mmm, you're so beautiful like this," I murmur against your flesh as I start to suckle eagerly at one of your nipples. With my free hand, I reach down to play with your clit, flick it and rub it until you're begging me for release, your body writhing beneath me. And finally, when you feel like you can't take it any longer, I slide two fingers inside of you, pumping them in and out in a slow and steady rhythm

My tongue flicks over your clit, my nose rubbing up against it as I feel the aftershocks of your orgasm take hold of you. You grip onto me tightly, almost tearing into my skin, but I don't mind. Your pleasure is all that matters.

Finally, when your body has calmed down enough, I look up at you with a hunger in my eyes. "Are you really sure? I don't want to push you," I ask, concern etched across my features. But even as I speak, my hips are already moving forward, the head of my length pushing against your entrance once again.

Something heathenish courses through me, my blood boiling with permission. "As you wish," I respond, my lips curving into an animalistic smile as I hear your demand. Boldly, I thrust myself forward, the head of my dick sliding past your entrance and impaling you in one deep thrust. You let out a gut-wrenching moan as your walls close around me, gripping like a vice and making my hips jerk involuntarily. Then, moving slowly at first, I start to piston into you, every inch of my length exploring your wet heat. My muscles flexing as I take satisfaction from each slow stroke.

I could see the spasms of pleasure and pain cross your face as I deftly impaled you, but each involuntary gasp and moan is met with more forceful strokes on my part. I know that it's uncomfortable at first, and painful even, but I cannot help myself. I am teetering between raw lust and primal need, wanting to claim you utterly, to have you panting beneath me and beg for more even as you're screaming in pleasure.

For our union has consummated our love -- a love that was so strong, all-consuming that it frightened even me into hiding. Now, with you underneath me, you wrapped in heat and sweat, I cannot contain my emotions any longer. "Yours forever, mine for life," I softly whisper against your ear while thrust

My heart literally jolts within my chest. You have no idea the significance of that request, nor the weight that lies upon me now. After everything our people have been through... An alliance through blood? It is something that He would never accept.

But more than that, it's a merciful act. To allow someone to live forever with no pain or suffering, to never lose someone you love... It's a burden that I alone have to bear. And yet, you stand before me, asking for that same eternity that has scared even my sire away from immortality.

Across town, Caliban bites down into Valerie's neck, piercing her white skin and tearing into her flesh. His eyes widen as familiar warmth rushes over him. He feels her life force flood

into him. Her life force surges through his veins, soul-shattering warmth almost burning him from the inside out as time seems to freeze and elastic bands of reality tug at his thoughts and the edges of his vision fray. Raw power pours over him; ancient knowledge, long forgotten, hits him in a flood of information. "Mine... You... Forever...", He growls against her neck, willing it to happen, doing it not out of necessity but of promise.

Just before Valerie succumb to her death, He bit his wrist and fed his blood to her, giving her a new life. An immortal one.

As you wrap your arms around my waist, I pull you in close, feeling the weight of your new immortal presence against me. My blood now coursing through your veins and yours in mine as proof of our eternal bond. Wrapping my arms around you, I hold you tight against me, inhaling your scent and nuzzling into your hair.

Tilting your chin up to face me, I brush my lips against yours, a gently forceful kiss that leaves no doubt as to my feelings for you. "There will be much to learn, Valerie," I murmured against your lips; our fangs grazing as we spoke, my tone urgent. "Rules to live by, hunter's tricks, myths to dispel... but there is one thing that I vow to you right here, right now. You are my consort for eternity."

With my

declaration of love and commitment to the eternity, I seal it with a deep and hungry kiss, my tongue exploring uncharted territory that is now yours, and giving you a taste of my own immortal essence. We part, panting and flushed with desire, and I lead you out of the dim alleyway into the light of night.

It is time to start your new life, and for both of us to shower in its glory. We take off together into the unknown, ready to embrace the adventure that lies ahead of us.