RomaniaxReader~Sustenance Pact~Ch 9

Sustenance Pact~Ch 9~

How the hell did you end up in this situation?! The sneaky little blood-sucking bastard somehow got back inside your house and put you under some stupid charm again.

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"Goddammit, Vlad! That doesn't make any sense! You were out the door! Why are you able to pull your stupid spells on me?!"

"Ahhh. I was out the door, but you didn't close it on me~" Vladimir explained teasingly.

"Goddammit!"

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You emitted a low growl from deep inside your throat when you felt Vladimir squeeze your waist. He said he had enjoyed the last ride you gave him, and this was a date after all.

A date…

Never in your life would you have guessed that you would ever end up dating a vampire of all things. You were a vampire hunter for crying out loud!

Okay, there was Elizabeta who was seriously in love with her vampire soul-mate thing…lame-o…But not you! You didn't love Vladimir! Nope! No way! No way in hell would you love Vladim—

"____________!" Vladimir cried and grabbed the handles and turned your motorcycle to another lane before you nearly collided with the tanker truck in front of you.

"Holy shit!" you gasped and snapped yourself back to reality. "I—We almost—Thanks, Vlad…"

"You're welcome, ____________!" you heard your vampire companion say from behind you. You made a disgruntled face when he moved his hands from the handles to your waist again.

"So where are we going?" he asked.

"Nowhere special," you replied. "We're just going to the park on the other side of the city."

"That still sounds like fun," Vladimir said.

From underneath your helmet, you rolled your eyes. As long as you were with him, you figured he would have thought fishing for mice in a landfill would have been fun.

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"There's no one here, ____________!" Vladimir beamed and began to run around in circles. "This is perfect! Let's look around!"

"Vlad! Don't wander too far!" you shouted after the playful vampire. You sighed. It was just like looking after a kid. At least the park was empty at this hour. You didn't want Vladimir going all bloodthirsty on you like he did at Roderich's concert.

"Come on, ___________! Let's go over there!"

"I'm coming," you groaned unenthusiastically. If it weren't for the stupid charm, you would've ditched him on the spot. He would be able to find his way home so it wasn't like it would've been cold-hearted of you to leave him here.

When you caught up with Vladimir, he grabbed your hand and leaned against your shoulder. Like every time he touched you, the cold air around him vanished, and his warmth began to seep through your skin.

"What are you doing?" you asked and tried to shrug the vampire off.

"Isn't it common for a couple to hold hands?" Vladimir asked innocently. You shuddered when he moved his lips up to your throat and inhaled your scent that was made specifically for him like his own brand of heroine.

"Qu-Quit it, Vlad!" you hissed.

"But you promised to go on a date with me, ____________," Vladimir reminded you and nuzzled your neck.

You cringed. His lips were soft and warm for someone who didn't drink anything but blood. As his strawberry blonde hair rubbed against your lower jaw, you felt a funny feeling stirring in your chest. Ah, it was probably the spell doing its magic.

"Shall we?" you asked impatiently wanting to get this date over with.

Vladimir stopped nuzzling you and rested his chin on your shoulder. His strange red eyes were staring at you with a type of fascination glowing in his blood-red irises. He grinned and bared his fangs. It didn't frighten you; you knew he wouldn't hurt you, but it still bothered you because you found it somewhat attractive.

Stop thinking like this, ____________! you thought angrily.

"Alright, _____________!" Vladimir said. "Let's go!"

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"Hey, ____________! Look at me!" Vladimir called for your attention from the top of the water fountain.

"Be careful, Vlad!" you shouted. "I don't want you going around and breaking public property!"

"Aww…I thought you were going to say you were worried about me," Vladimir said disappointedly.

"I am worried about you—worried about you getting me into trouble!"

"You're so mean, ____________!" the Romanian vampire pouted.

"I'm logical!" you retorted.

You watched Vladimir jump from the tall water fountain and land on his feet without any problems—though it came as no surprise coming from your vampire companion.

"Why don't you like me, ___________?" Vladimir asked slinging his arm over your shoulder.

"Why can't you be more like Roderich?" you answered back with a question.

"Because I'm me!" Vladimir said.

"So am I, Vlad," you groaned.

Vladimir blinked his ruby eyes. "You're me?"

"You idiot! I wasn't talking about that at all!"

"Then what were you talking about?"

"I was saying that I'm myself!"

"As was I!" Vladimir piped up.

"Goddammit!" You had enough. You threw off Vladimir's arm and stomped away.

"Where are you going, ___________?"

"Home!" you shouted.

"You can't go home! We're still on our date!"

"Ha! We'll see about that—"

Oh, bother…

Vladimir was blocking your path. He began to glare at you with his deep red eyes.

"You're under my spell so you'll do what I say, ____________," he said in a low voice.

You blinked and took a step back. This wasn't like Vladimir at all. You wanted to push him out of the way and get back to your motorcycle, but as Vladimir had said, you were under his control.

"Fine, Vlad," you sighed. "You win."

"Great!" Vladimir smiled snapping back to his usual cheery self. "Let's go over there! I want to check out that garden!" You growled through your teeth and let him hold your hand to lead you to the park's garden.

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For the most part, the garden was made up of roses of different kinds. There wasn't a name given to the garden since the donor didn't bother with that sort of thing so everyone just called it the Rose Garden.

"Which one do you like, ____________?" your date asked you scanning the different-colored roses.

You looked around the garden to find a rose that suited your preference, and your eyes fell on a lone rose bush with roses whose pink petals were so open, they looked more like blossoms than roses.

"This one," you said pointing to the particular rose bush. Vladimir looked to where your finger was pointing.

"Ooh, that's a good choice," he said. "Do you know what that is?"

You shook your head.

Vladimir cupped the flower ever so gently in his hand. "This is a dog rose. It also happens to be the national flower of Romania, my home-country."

"Oh…" you said. You figured Vladimir was Romanian, but you hadn't actually confirmed it. So now that assumption was proven true.

"And do you know what dog roses stand for in the language of flowers?" Vladimir asked softly rubbing his fingers over the delicate pink petals.

"Do I look like a walking florist dictionary?" you asked sarcastically.

"True, true," Vladimir laughed. You winced when he pressed his lips to your throat in a caressing manner.

"They stand for pain and pleasure," he whispered.

Vladimir was warm. His hands were warm. His lips were warm. His tongue was warm (and wet).

"Vlad…" you murmured when you felt his fangs poke at your skin but not enough to puncture into your arteries.

"Vlad…" you repeated his name as he kissed your tender skin with his mouth. You wanted to resist him, but you were reminded that you were still under his spell. Even though you wanted to move as he progressed to the back of your ear, you were fixated in place like a statue.

You looked around. It would've been much more embarrassing if there were people present, and you were certain Vladimir wouldn't have done something like this out in the open, but there weren't people around—Vladimir could do whatever he wanted to you.

After nipping harmlessly at the shell of your ear, Vladimir started moving his lips across your cheek.

Shit, you thought. Just a little more and he'll—

He did.

There were times when you had wondered about Elizabeta and Roderich. You were always curious about how she was able to not to poke herself on Roderich's fangs, but now you could see how. They were destined for each other. You wanted to deny it, but you and Vladimir were destined for each other, too. He had been waiting for you to come into existence for probably hundreds of years. It must have made him frustrated that you hadn't returned his feelings when he had finally found you. It was almost pitiful.

You had never kissed a person before so you couldn't compare Vladimir to anyone else. If anything, it wasn't bad. He wasn't clumsy; he wasn't forceful. He tasted…sweet. Almost like chocolate. You could've used some chocolate right about now.

It wasn't until Vladimir was actually kissing you that you realized how much the guy cared about you. He was always there when you needed him, and it wasn't like he tried to do anything bad to you. Plus, he was a good cook.

Wait a minute! What were you thinking?! You weren't supposed to like this guy! His very existence and your relationship with him contradicted everything your position at GERUN stood for!

Sorry, Vlad!

You had to admit, though, it was hard breaking the kiss. When you felt the warmth of his lips leave yours, a lingering sense of longing passed through your conscious. But what was done was done. You couldn't afford to be in an intimate relationship with Vladimir.

"___-___________...!" Vladimir began.

"I'm sorry, Vlad," you said with a strained voice. "We're not meant for that."

You expected Vladimir to protest or make one of his childish remarks, but he surprised you with his next words.

"I see…" he mumbled in a low voice. "I'm sorry I did that to you so out-of-the-blue."

"I forgive you, Vlad," you sighed.

Well that went better than expected, you thought, relieved. At least he didn't work his spe—

"Wait," you said suddenly. "When I pushed you away…I wasn't under your spell, was I?"

You saw Vladimir perk up and give you a widespread grin.

Ah, shit.

"You were right about vampires losing their ability to cast spells on you once they stepped out of humans' houses," he explained. "Everything you've been doing all of this time was all you."

Your mouth dropped open.

"Y-Y-You mean…The date and the walking and the whole thing about staying with you and letting you k-k-k—kiss were my actions?!"

"Yep!" Vladimir nodded. "It makes me happy! Now I know you wanted to go on this date with me! You even let me kiss you!"

"Goddammit!" you shouted. You had wanted to go on that date with Vladimir?! You had actually let a vampire kiss you?!?!

"Erm, is the date still on?" Vladimir asked skeptically.

You threw the sly vampire a nasty look seething with boiling anger. You really wanted to give the guy a good walloping, but he looked so damn innocent despite his dirty trick. With your anger reaching a breaking point, you jabbed a finger at your vampire.

"You—!" you growled. "You sneaky little, leeching, free-loading, son of a—"

Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!

"Shit. Now what?" you grumbled and took your cellphone out of your pocket. The caller I.D. read "Eliza." While you answered the phone, you kept your eyes glued on Vladimir.

"Hello, Eliza?" you said.

"_____________...! You need to come over right now!" your friend's voice sounded unusually distraught.

"What's wrong, Eliza?" you asked with a concerned expression.

You heard Elizabeta sniff.

"I-It's Roddy…"