Raven let out a coo as she buried her face into the soft sheets that caressed her body. She pulled the arms that wrapped around her waist even closer. Mmm... this felt so good. The deep musky scent of a spicy male cologne was around her, and she revelled in the delicious scent.
But why was the scent of male cologne in her room?
And why were her black cotton sheets white and satin-y?
In a flash the mornings activities flashed through her mind. Oh fuck. Oh fucking god, what had she gotten herself into? She was in a bed cuddling with the yummiest guy she had ever seen, who just so happened to have consumed her blood and was Prince of the Vampires. Ugh how could Raven have been so stupid as to go through with this? That amazing face and body were just a means to ruin her life!
She tried to think through the pros and cons of what she had done, but subconsciously she only wanted to enjoy the moment. Raven had never had a serious boyfriend and the closest she'd ever gotten to a guy was above the equator touching. And that was definitely not romantically erotic. More of 'let's get at least some experience with a nerd before I meet a hot guy'. But this was... close. Like her tiny body was meant to nestle against this larger one.
With a sigh Raven came to the realization that she needed to get up. She began to pull away, but a low growl resounded behind her and Dmitri's arms constricted. Was he doing that in his sleep? She decided to test it again and began to pull away, but the growl came again and his arms created a protective barrier to keep her from escaping. Raven couldn't help but smile to herself at the cute, yet protective, reaction.
"He's been doing that every time we tried to pull you away, believe me, you wouldn't be in his arms if he would just let go." A cool voice sounded from across the dark room and Catalina Pavlenco glided across the room to the edge of the bed. She was stunning, with a models build and features.
"S-s-sorry I didn't mean for this or anything." Raven whispered hastily as Catalina's icy eyes glared at her. It was funny, those were the same eyes that Dmitri had, yet his made her feel safe, where as his mothers scared her. Mind you that could be because she'd only seen Dmitri's eyes for the few sensual moments preceding his vampiric kiss. As the moment began to play in her head she realized how arousing the experience had been and again her mind wandered to a less public and more lustful encounter involving his bite...
Shit! Raven had to stop thinking these things around his parents!
"Humph. Well no matter soon you will-" A groan sounded behind Raven and Catalina stopped her talking.
"Dmitri?" She questioned tenderly, the steely tone she had used on Raven erased.
"Mmm..." He murmered again, burying his nose in Raven's hair, inhaling the deliciously sweet and fruity scent of her shampoo, before letting out a contented sigh. Now both Catalina and Raven were blushing.
"Honey... I think you should wake up now okay?" Catalina started again trying to keep things from getting more embarrassing.
Raven heard a groan from behind her and the grip around her waist loosened. Suddenly the weight behind her shifted and she slid into the crevice Dmitri's body created when he sat up and leaned on one arm, so that now she was lying underneath him. They both blinked at each other with wide eyes. It was Dmitri's first look at his saviour and he gazed in wonderment at her, trying to memorize her features, even though he could not remember the events that lead to her being in his bed. They now had the connection that all vampires had with their victims, he could sense her emotions and he gently prodded her mind. It was locked as most witches would be, but he could still sense her emotions. Their moment was spoiled however as he assessed her emotions. There was fascination as the forethought, then confusion, apparently lust, and then... embarrassment? He turned his head to look at his mother who stood with a shocked O mouth watching the two of them.
"Evening Mother. Are you enjoying watching me sleep?" Dmitri said jauntily, to his mother's extreme embarrassment. He would teach her not to snoop on him when he had women over. He snapped his finger so that the overhead lights turned on. He glanced back down at the small girl whom he had presently been sleeping with, her face now beat red. How odd, he thought, noticing her dress. When he slept with women he generally undressed them, perhaps this one he had been experimenting with and had only removed the panties...
The girl sat upright before rolling out of the bed, her head bowed in humiliation as Catalina swiftly walked over.
"My dear, how are you feeling?" She began holding a hand to his forehead.
"I'm fine mother. I guess I'm lucky, I must have slept off the hangover, I can't remember a thing-" He was about to continue when he noticed both the girl and his mothers odd looks. "What?"
"Darling... you aren't hung over. You were poisoned. Vervain... You were lucky we contacted a witch and were able to get you blood in time." Catalina enunciated slowly, as if talking to a child. Incredulously he looked to the girl who was currently absolutely fascinated with the floor. So they hadn't had sex? That explained the dress, but why couldn't he remem-
A sudden wave of painful memories crashed through his head and he leaned forward his hand gripping the headboard for support. The sudden throbbing in his temples... His skin burning... Spells to keep him asleep... Awakening, frantically begging for release from the pain. And then those cool green eyes jarring him out of oblivion long enough to save himself, biting down on her sweet skin. Finally the cool, delicious, taste of her blood coursing through his veins, erase the burn and leaving behind the most delicious sensation.
"Crap." He cursed, his mind running through the events before looking at the two concerned women.
"Okay now I remember." He said tiredly, running a hand over his face. "Mom! Jeez, what are you doing in here!" Dmitri exclaimed exasperatedly. His mother was extremely picky over the woman he was allowed to date and he knew that. Any women he associated with had to be mommy approved, but this was just awful, spying on him with a woman who had saved his life. And... he felt a strange protectiveness over this small woman, like he wanted her to be only his, not shared. Even if it was just his mother...
Catalina still hadn't move when he returned from his reverie.
"She just saved my life, and you're worried we're doing god knows what in here, really? Can you leave us for a little bit and maybe send in some clean clothes for her, and alert the cook that we'd like some dinner?" He waved his hand to cut off the new girls protests.
"Darling, that isn't really the best idea I mean I am sure that-" She began hastily trying to prevent further contact between the two
"Please?" Dmitri interrupted, " I think that's not much to ask after almost dying." He said again staring his mother in the eye.
