C:10 Loveless Week

Paris's POV:

It's been days, almost a week since Richard fell asleep. Victor has been training me for the most part because Dante has been running off with his mate to go horseback riding and has been treating him to whatever his heart desires- spoiling him. The maids have been taking care of Richard well, feeding him and cleaning him daily. Since that night he smiled in his sleep, he's been like he's dead and hasn't reacted to anything done to him, leaving me alone to suffer training and suffer being alone by his side. The maids had gotten me up this morning like always, and I was sitting at Laurence's morning table with the rest, a small bowl of some sort of breakfast in front of me with sweet smelling blood off to the side. The dragon was squealing in happiness as he played in his milk once again, drinking from it every few seconds before he would jump out and race across the table towards Laurence then run back and pounce into his bowl. "So... has he woken up yet?" I heard Dante ask me softly from across the table. "It's been... a week, right? Close to it."

"No," I grumbled and crossed my arms. I'm going to kick his ass when he does wake up. This is ridiculous. There's no way he can be that tired.

"Maybe we should start checking on him every few hours," Dante suggested, looking me over. "Laurence did say it would be a few days... and it's been more than a few days. He should be up by now." Victor sighed and took a sip of his drink.

"Richardo is so behind on his training.... Paris could easily kick his ass with all the training I've given him," he murmured and then sunk down in his seat with a frown. The dragon let out a playful roar towards his bowl then licked the milk up with a loud purr before he raced back at Laurence and pounced at his hand then raced back to his milk bowl happily, full of energy.

"Oh, that reminds me," Laurence said and chuckled. "Dante, you need to go home for a day." Dante frowned at him.

"What? I must go home to their parents today. Geez..." He got to his feet then and looked at Reuben. "I'll be back, my love," he purred and kissed the top of his head before he teleported away, disappearing with the glass of blood. Laura giggled then and looked towards Reuben.

"Want to run off and go see what the horses are up to?" She asked him and smiled sweetly towards him. "Val could play with Victor and Paris today."

"I'd much rather Val be with me today," Laurence purred out.

"I don't mind. I need to check on them anyways." Reuben gave her a smile.

"LAURENCE!" I heard a cute young boy's voice call. Baleen ran in and up to Laurence with a teddy bear. "My mommy made one to match mine. Here you go," he said and held it out to him. The small dragon perked up at Baleen's voice before he raced over to the edge of the table and called out to him, fluttering his wings before he leapt for Baleen quickly. Baleen giggled and tossed Laurence the teddy bear and caught the dragon. "I came up with a name for you too," Baleen told him. "I decided to call you Mayloi. You're going to be Mayloi. What do you think Laurence?" He asked and held out the dragon to him.

"I like it," Laurence purred out. Mayloi looked at Baleen then ran up to his shoulder, nestling against his neck with a loud purr before he nipped at Baleen's ear. Baleen giggled and gave him a sweet look. "Mayloi is a cute name... and this stuffed animal is great. Could you take it to my bedroom?" Baleen giggled and nodded before taking the teddy bear back and hugged it.

"Only if you promise to sleep with it," Baleen told him. Mayloi jumped from Baleen's shoulder back onto the table and raced back to his bowl, jumping into it. I suddenly heard a scream from the other side of the castle, making Mayloi look up from his bowl in confusion. Laurence frowned and got to his feet in alarm. Mayloi started to cry as there was another scream from the same source, and he whined in the bowl, shrinking down quickly as he gave another sharp cry. Victor got to his feet and frowned.

"I'll go check it out," he told Laurence then started for the door.

"It's Richard," Laurence said calmly and sat back down. I got to my feet quickly and took off running to the sound of the scream. Victor didn't come when he heard Laurence say it and sat back down as I raced out of the room. It didn't take me long to get to my room, and I found Richard pinning a maid to the floor with his fangs embedded in her neck with a starved look. I walked up and kicked him off her then sat down on his stomach. I exposed my fangs at him and growled.

"How could you?" I asked him. He yelped as he looked up at me then frowned in confusion.

"How could I what? I was hungry," he told me and then licked his lips clean. "Why weren't you in bed with me this morning? I thought we'd wake up together and go train for the war...."

"You've been asleep for a week Richard!" I yelled out and gave him a hurt look. He frowned at me then.

"A week? I was asleep for a week?" He asked then looked around before he looked down at his new clothes with a confused look then looked up me. "I couldn't have been asleep for a week. That's impossible...." He brought his hand up to my face then and gently touched my cheek before he rubbed it. "No one can sleep like that for a week.... Maybe a day, but not a week."

"Laurence said that's a power of yours," I whispered softly and sniffled. He frowned at me.

"I... didn't know," he told me then sat up and pulled me into his arms. "I'm so sorry I slept for a week. I had no clue.... Paris," he whispered then kissed my neck. "I can't believe I did that to you." He moved me onto my back then and bit down into my neck, marking me as the maid yelped and got up, running off out of the room. I moaned and melted against his touch. I'm so grateful he's my mate... but if he does something like that again.... I don't know what I will do. He moaned at my taste then pulled his fangs out before he leaned down and kissed my lips passionately, sending fireworks off at the feeling of his lips finally kissing me back after the week. I gasped and kissed him back, having my tongue explore his mouth out of interest. He moaned above me then started to suck on my tongue, his fingers trailing down my sides slowly. I pulled back and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Richard, you need to start your training." I kissed his temple and gave him a sweet look.

"I will," he purred into my ear then licked my neck up to my ear before he kissed under it then sucked on my earlobe lightly.

"You better start. You're behind a week. You're my general. I can't have this war without you."

"I will," he husked out into my ear, his breath hitting it. I nodded and threw him off of me then stood up.

"Let's join everyone. We're having breakfast now." He frowned at me then before he exposed his fangs slightly before he got to his feet. I laughed and grabbed his hand. I took him to the breakfast room where everyone had remained.

"It's nice to see you awake," Baleen told him cheerfully. Richard looked down at Baleen then eyed his neck hungrily but squeezed my hand tightly before he sat down slowly and managed to tear his eyes away from him. I sat down by him and kissed his cheek before giving him his glass of blood. He downed it quickly and moaned, his fangs exposing at the taste instinctively before I felt them pierce my neck as he grabbed me and pulled me close. I gasped and tried to get away from him, my heart racing. He gripped me and moaned before he was in my lap in seconds, pinning me in my chair. He pulled his fangs out then licked my neck hungrily before he wrapped his arms around me.

"Paris," I heard Victor call out for me worriedly as Richard made the chair tilt back, and we spilled out into the floor with him on top. I heard Richard give another moan as he licked my blood up and gripped my hips. I gasped and tried to push Richard off me.

"Richard, stop drinking my blood!" I told him sternly. He gave a hungry growl but stopped, moving his lips back from my neck as he laid on top of me and reached up to his throat, gripping it as he curled up on my chest. I looked him over before running my hands through my hair and let out a sigh. "We'll go out into town today and drink some from the humans."

"Paris," he called out then buried his face into my neck. "It burns.... My throat burns...."

"Burns?" Dante asked from the table. He had already come back from his trip I guess.

"Maybe he hasn't been getting enough blood during his sleep?" Victor suggested. I suddenly felt something land next to my head and then felt Mayloi nipping at my ear with a playful growl. I laughed a little and rubbed Mayloi's head. I looked towards Richard curiously.

"The maids fed you while you were sleeping. You shouldn't be so hungry," I told him. He leaned his head in my neck and gripped the front of my shirt tightly. Mayloi began to crawl up me then, going for Richard curiously as he sniffed at him and let out a small whine, wanting attention.

"Mayloi!" Laurence called out for him and reached a handout. "Come here boy." Mayloi perked his head up before he raced over to Laurence's chair and sat back on his hind legs, reaching up for him with his front paws as he called out to him, a small chirp escaping him. Laurence scooped him up and placed him on his shoulder. He purred lightly and smirked. Mayloi purred back and then started to crawl up onto Laurence's head and gave a small roar, moving his wings a little.

"So, want to go to town?" I asked Richard to make sure. He shook his head a little and gripped my shirt tightly.

"N-no... maybe it'll go away," he whispered, sounding pained.

"Really?" I asked in concern. "I want to go to town Richard," I whined out.

"Well... a day off would be good for you," Victor told me softly. "Take it off and go to town."

"We'll go." I gave Richard a sweet look. "In celebration of you waking up." He nodded then buried his face deeper into my neck before he slid his face down to my chest. I could feel sweat gathering on his forehead as he trembled. I frowned and rubbed his head, concerned for him. "Maybe we should spend today in the woods. We could go hiking- away from the town." He didn't respond as I started to smell his blood, his fingernails cutting through my shirt down to his palms. I gasped and grabbed his hands. "Richard?" I asked and started to panic. I could see blood running down the palms of his hands as his fingers wrapped around my hands, holding them tightly as he kept his head against my chest.

"He looks like he's hot.... I'll get him a maid to get him a cool cloth to put on his head," Victor suggested and got to his feet, starting for the door quickly. Laurence leaned over and whispered something to Baleen. Baleen ran off quickly, disappearing and avoiding eye contact.

"Laura, I think you should run along with Reuben to go do what you wanted. Now." Laurence told them. Laura frowned but got up and took Reuben's hand, taking him out of the room. Dante frowned then as he watched them go then looked at Laurence.

"What is it?" He asked Laurence quickly, sounding on edge. "Is it about Richardo?" He glanced towards us then as Richard's breaths started to come in uneven. Laurence frowned as he looked like he was debating on telling us. I tensed up then. He's going to deny us information. "Laurence," Dante hissed suddenly. "What is it?" Laurence glanced away from us then and rubbed Mayloi on the head.

"He's becoming demonic," Laurence told us calmly.

"Demonic? He hasn't consumed a lot of blood," Dante said and frowned, looking towards us. "He has only been having one meal a day. There's no way one meal a day would turn you demonic."

"He's been drinking from Paris," Laurence told us. I froze up and glanced down at Richard. I've started this.

"Not a lot though," Dante said and looked at Laurence. "He doesn't drink too much from him- not like you said would send someone down that path... unless... Paris's blood has demonic traces in it, and it passed to him like a disease.... He hasn't built up a resistance to Paris's blood if that's the case... like getting the flu for the first time...."

"Exactly," Laurence told us. "Paris can pass the demonic disease quicker to people than blood binging. He's a demon deep down. If he was to be full- one sip would turn any vampire demonic. Same with Richard when he grows demonic. He'll be a ticking time bomb. You either drink and turn with or something different."

"Something different? What's that something different?" Dante asked him and frowned, starting to get to his feet. "We should lock him up before he finishes transforming. If it's true he could destroy villages, then it'll be for the best to contain him until we figure out how to help him return back to his normal state. He won't always go demonic by just drinking from Paris, will he?" He'll build up a resistance to it?"

"You can try locking him up... but do you really think that's a good idea?" Laurence asked.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dante asked and frowned at him. "You didn't answer my question about resistance. If he's going to do this every few months, then he can't drink from Paris anymore."

"Eventually he will build up a resistance," Laurence told him calmly. "That's not up to you to decide if they should or shouldn't drink from each other. That's up to them." Dante frowned then before he walked up and went to take Richard off me, grabbing the back of his shirt. I widened my eyes and grabbed Richard's wrist.

"No. Don't take him from me," I mumbled. He looked down at me then frowned.

"He's about to go demonic on top of you. Are you sure?" He asked. I could see Richard had his eyes closed, a pained look on his face as he gave small pants. His fingers tightened around my hands then, and he groaned lightly from Dante's touch.

"F-fine," I whispered.

"We'll lock him up and feed him portions of a maid's blood. You can continue to train Paris," Laurence said calmly. "Let's take him down to a cell to stay until he's cured." Dante nodded then started to pull him off, but Richard let out a menacing growl and clung to me, refusing to let go. Dante frowned and exposed his fangs before he hissed.

"Richardo, let go," he hissed at Richard and moved his hands down to Richard's arms to rip him away from me. I whimpered and yanked away from Richard. I started to cry a little. Laurence stood up and suddenly Richard, Dante, Laurence, and I was standing in an old cobblestone dungeon. Dante looked around then down at Richard as Richard winced and tried to break free from his grip, struggling to get away.

"No!" He cried out quickly, seeing Dante pulling him towards a cell. "No!"

"Just for a few days," I told him and sniffled. "Just until you're fine again." He looked towards me and his eyes flashed red suddenly before he growled and went to bite Dante. He yelped then shoved him into the cell and slammed it shut on him. Richard started to bang on the doors again.

"DON'T LEAVE ME IN HERE!" He cried out and threw himself against it.

"I'll wait with you just outside the door," I told him and sniffled.

"Paris! I didn't do anything! Let me out!" He begged, starting to sink against the door as he gave another bang with his fist. "Don't lock me away!" I whined and went to open the door for him. He didn't do anything, he's right.

"I'm sorry," I told him. Dante smacked my hands away from the door then.

"Don't you dare. Do you want him to get out and kill us... or worse, turn us?" He hissed, looking at me sharply. "He needs tough love right now." I sniffled and nodded. I shook a little and wrapped my arms around Dante, needing him to comfort me. He tensed then looked down at me before he went to push me away but stopped.

"Paris," I heard Richard cry out before he broke down and started to cry in the cell. "It burns! Please!" I froze up and gripped Dante's shirt.

"He's in pain, Dante," I mumbled.

"Of course, he's in pain," Dante muttered. "He's becoming demonic. He's turning into a beast."

"I can't hear this," I told him. I heard Richard's voice disappear.

"There you are," I heard Val's sweet voice call to us. I glanced around to find us back in the breakfast room. Mayloi purred on top of Laurence's head before he pounced down onto the table and then started to sniff around it with a hungry look, heading for Laura's breakfast and sniffed at the eggs on the plate before he licked it curiously. I rubbed at my eyes and started for the door. I'll just spend the day in bed. I don't want to train without him with me now that he's awake. I suddenly heard Mayloi roar before he raced towards the edge of the table then jumped off and ran for my feet, pouncing on them with a heavy thud. He purred and began to chew on my shoe, curling his body around my foot. I laughed and leaned down- scooping him up. "Want to come to?" I asked and smirked. He's so sweet. He purred and started to lightly suck on my fingers, curling his claws around them as he balled himself up in my hands. His gold eyes looked up towards me, meeting my eyes before he closed them and kicked lightly with his back feet and pulled my fingers closer. I brought him over to Laurence and sat him down on his shoulder. "Here you go," I purred out. Mayloi widened his eyes then bunched himself up, rocking his weight back and forth as he eyed my shoulder over and leapt for it. I laughed and caught him then placed him down on Laurence's shoulder again. He growled then and went to jump again. I caught him as he did and rubbed his head. "Mayloi," I purred out. I sat him down on the table and walked away from him. He growled angrily at me, raising his head up defiantly. He went to jump off the table and ran after me. I laughed and scooped him up. "What do you want Mayloi? You want me to stay?" He purred at my touch and curled into my hands, rubbing his head against my wrists and fluttered his wings as he tried to turn his body to get comfortable. I sighed and sat back down. He relaxed in my hands and purred happily, looking up at me. He nuzzled his head against my hands then before he was snatched out of my grip, and I heard Baylorik growling above me, looking at Mayloi in his hands.

"Baylorik," Laurence gave a warning tone. "Put your superior down."

"Superior?" Baylorik hissed then dropped Mayloi onto the table, watching as he squeaked when he hit the surface hard.

"Superior. You don't rule here. HE has more power here than you do." Laurence smirked as he watched Baylorik but frowned as he looked at his poor little baby dragon.

"He does not. He's a pipsqueak... and a runt," Baylorik muttered. Mayloi looked up at him then started to growl, slowly standing up before he began to march towards Baylorik and showed his teeth off at him. Baylorik smirked. "Runt," he hissed at him then reached out his hand and touched under his chin. Mayloi paused in shock and looked towards the hand then yelped, going to scurry away from him, but Baylorik blocked his way with his other hand and began to rub under Mayloi's chin.

"You better not hurt him. He's going to be living here and taking over the treasure hoard and protecting my castle." Baylorik looked towards Laurence as he said it then down at Mayloi.

"No... I'm going to make him my little underling," he said and smirked evilly. "When he's older, he'll be fishing for me and be my little servant."

"No, he won't," Laurence hissed out. "He's your superior, and you're his underling. Worship him." He growled then. Baylorik started to laugh then.

"Worship him? Look at him~" He looked down at Mayloi then who was leaning into Baylorik's hand with a pleased expression on his small face. "He's eating the attention up~ He'll be begging for attention all his life, and I'll reward him with it whenever he does something for me," he purred to Laurence and smirked. "He's a tame little runt, and you made him that way being soft on him when he hatched. All that honey milk has gone to his head- and yes, of course I know. I can smell it all over him. He's been rolling around in it." He laughed then and pulled his hands away before he smirked at Mayloi as he immediately broke out into a growl at Baylorik. Mayloi snarled and looked towards Baylorik's hands then up at him before he flared his wings out then jumped up at Baylorik, crawling up his shirt with a pissed look. Baylorik yelped and went to shove him off, but Mayloi dodged his hands then went straight up to his face and bit down into his nose with a sharp growl, making Baylorik shriek.

"He's not that tame," Laurence chuckled out. "He's the boss of you so accept it." He shoved Mayloi off and held his bleeding nose with wide eyes as he looked at Mayloi scrambling to his feet on the table and licking his lips clean. He raised his head up proudly and puffed smoke at Baylorik, snarling at him. Baylorik yelped and took off running quickly out of the room. Mayloi watched him go then ran up to Laurence with a proud, happy look. "Good boy," Laurence purred out. "I'm so proud of you. I'll introduce you to fish for supper." Mayloi purred and nuzzled his head against Laurence's hands before he nipped at his fingers then started to crawl up to Laurence's shoulders with a sweet look. Mommy! I laughed a little but froze up. Wait... was that my thought or his or was that out loud? I glanced around the room- looking for any others that might have heard that. Victor and Dante were chatting with Val calmly about who they were going to go talk to next- something about a prince in Spain. They didn't seem to have noticed anything. I heard Mayloi purring, rubbing his head against Laurence. I showed that big bully~ Mommy looks happy~! I gasped and widened my eyes. THAT'S HIS THOUGHTS! I looked Mayloi over and giggled. He looked towards me then curiously before he nuzzled his head against Laurence's neck. I wonder why he's so happy.... I like his hair~ It's pretty. I want to hoard it! He purred a little louder, eyeing my hair before he scooted closer to Laurence's neck and nestled against it. Hoard my hair? I blushed and glanced away. I got to my feet and walked up to Dante- trying to ignore his thoughts out of respect. Dante looked up at me then frowned.

"What is it? Do you want to help?" He asked me curiously. "You're better off going with Richardo places that way they can see your love and it's more effective on pulling their heartstrings." Victor laughed at the thought then. "Val, Laurence... the two of you should head to Wales to enlist the young prince's help I've heard about there- if he can fight.... Take Laura with you. I'll take Victor and Reuben to Spain to get the prince's help there. Paris can stay here and watch over Richardo and Mayloi."

"Val, you should stay here. My trip to Wales will be short. We're already allies. He will be more than happy to help." Laurence said calmly. Dante frowned.

"Oh really? Okay... it makes sense. He lives nearby to you," he said. "Val, could you go to Hungary and speak to the princess there?" He asked her calmly. "Take Laura to accompany you on the journey."

"Sure, I can do that." Val gave a pleased look.

"We still need to build an army," I mumbled. They have armies but Richard and I don't have our kingdoms thanks to our parents. We'll have to build one... and that means I might need to blood binge with Richard to do so. Victor purred.

"So, go make newborns. They're ravenous at first and would make excellent soldiers for you," he told me and smirked. "Take a village for your army. As newborns, they have to obey every word you say."

"I was thinking about that," I admitted. "Richard and I need to get that done."

"Then... perhaps you should let him out of the cell and tell him you're turning a town. If he's demonic now... it'll be easier, and he'd need a timeout after a village anyways," Victor told me and frowned. "From what Laurence says anyways. So much blood like a village would turn you both demonic, but he's already going down the rabbit hole."

"Looks like locking him up was a waste of time," Val sighed out. "My darling fiancé knew that- he tried to ask you if that was the best choice." Dante frowned at Val.

"Val, don't rub that in," he hissed lightly then looked at me. "The key is near his cell. Be careful. We don't know much about demons.... Well, you do, but he might be different than Grimm."

"Okay," I whispered and blushed. "Can you take me down there?"

"Take you down there? He's your mate," he muttered.

"I don't know my way there and I can't teleport like you can. Please?" I asked him. He sighed then nodded before he grabbed my hand and we were standing outside Richard's cell.

"Be careful," he muttered. "He might have gone mad in there...." I couldn't hear Richard crying in the cell anymore- deathly silent. I walked up to the cell cautiously and opened it.

"Richard?" I asked. "You can come out now. I decided we would go take down a town together and build an army." He was curled up in the corner, his knees drawn tightly to his chest with his head buried down in them. His hair was frazzled like he had ran his fingers through it a lot and had pulled at it. I could see his shirt was bloodstained like he had torn at his throat in his pain, having been abandoned down here. I frowned and walked up to him and knelt down. I leaned in and kissed his head. "Richard," I purred out. "Don't hurt yourself." He hissed at me then raised his head up, glaring me down before he narrowed his eyes.

"Don't talk to me," he growled out in anger. "You locked me up." I frowned and grabbed his chin before I tilted it and bit down into his neck- marking him. There's no way he's going to treat me like trash. He moaned and gripped the front of my shirt quickly, pulling me closer to him as he started to uncurl from my bite and purred loudly. "Paris~!" He moaned out and gasped. I pulled back and laughed in amusement.

"Come play with me," I whispered. He looked at me then tackled me to the floor, kissing my lips passionately as he moved over me. I laughed and tried to move away from him. "In town," I told him and squirmed under him. He purred and then looked down at me before he smirked and kissed my cheek.

"Paris... I'm so happy to see you.... I missed you~! You're more beautiful than I remembered," he murmured to me and then leaned down and kissed my neck.

"Missed me?" I asked. "I haven't been away from you that long. How do you feel?" I asked curiously. "You were hurting yourself." He looked at me then and frowned.

"I did it to stop the burning," he whispered and then rubbed his throat. He looked down at me then purred before he leaned down and kissed me deeply again. He moaned against my lips then slipped his tongue into my mouth. I tilted my head and looked away from the kiss.

"You better not do something like that again. I'm going to let you drink all you want and build us an army. I'm going to help." I looked him in the eyes and glanced him over. He looked down then purred.

"All I want?" He asked me softly.

"All you want. You can enjoy it while it lasts. We'll go take down your parents as soon as we're all strong enough for it." He nodded to me then and purred.

"We'll become strong together," he told me then sat up and pulled me into his lap. "I love you so much. I love you with all my soul," he murmured then kissed my neck. "I'll do anything for you...."

"I love you too," I told him and purred. He's such a sweet lover. I couldn't ask for better. He's accepted me for all I am. He pulled back then looked into my eyes before he cupped my face in his hands and leaned in for a kiss, giving me a soft one.

"Don't ever lock me up again," he whispered against my lips.

"I know, I was wrong." I hugged him tightly. "Please forgive me?" He nodded then wrapped his arms around me.

"I forgive you," he purred to me then kissed my neck softly. "You came back for me." I purred and leaned in towards his neck and laid my head down on his shoulder.

"I love you," I whispered. "I hated the idea of locking you up. I just want what's best for you and for us."

"It wasn't what's best for me and for us," he growled softly and held me closer.

"I know," I sniffled out and clung to his shirt. "You're free."

"It was horrible...." He gripped me then bit down into my neck, marking me. I moaned and melted in his arms.

"I'm sorry," I gasped out. "I came back- That's what matters." He pulled his fangs out then before he trailed them against my skin, going down to where my neck met my shoulder then bit down again and remarked me. I gasped and squeezed my eyes shut tight. "Richard?" I asked and held in a moan. He's excited to be with me. He pulled his fangs out then leaned in and kissed me deeply, leaning up against my body. I kissed him back, deepening the kiss for him. He gave a soft moan and then tilted his head, making it more passionate as he ran his fingers across my body lightly. I pulled back from the kiss and went to pull us both up to our feet so we could get out of the cell. He looked towards me then yanked me back down to him with a playful smirk. I gasped and gave him a small frown. "Don't you want to leave this cell?" I asked him.

"For a more comfortable place perhaps," he purred softly to me then kissed my neck.

"To town to create our army?" I asked him.

"Right now?" He asked me then sighed against my neck.

"What other plans did you have in mind?" I asked in a teasing tone. Oh, I bet he thought we would go back to that bed he's been sleeping in for a week. Wrong! He's going to stay awake and out of it. He started to suck lightly on my neck then and purred to me as his response. I gasped and let out a small laugh. "What's that supposed to mean?" He laughed against my neck then.

"What do you think it means?" He husked out into my ear, running a hand down towards my butt.

"Oh-?" I shook my head no then. "You're not doing that with me. We're occupied today. Take your fangs someplace else and turn an army." He frowned and pulled back from my neck, looking me in the eyes before he sighed and let me go, getting to his feet before he started for the door. I watched him and chuckled lightly. If we manage to overthrow and destroy our parents... the future will be so bright. I followed him out of the cell, glad to be out of it. He looked back at me then purred at me before he reached for my hands.

"Paris, my love~" He said sweetly, his voice beckoning me to him. "I want to rule the world with you when we win."

"We will," I promised him and gave him a sweet look. He grabbed my hands then and leaned in before he gave me a soft kiss on the lips. I love him so much. I don't think I could live without him.... He's the star in my eternal night, my Paris. I'll do anything for him, even if it's wipes out the entire world so that we can be together. I'll protect him and keep him close for the rest of my existence. He's my passion, the love of my life... and my song is his. He belongs to me, and I belong to him, and I'll never, ever leave him. I blushed as I looked him over and pulled back from the kiss. "I love you too," I whispered. He frowned as he pulled back and looked me in the eyes.

"I... didn't say I love you, but I do," he said and laughed a little before he gave me another kiss. "Come on, let's go."

"Umm... Richard, you told me you didn't want us to keep secrets... I think I can read minds." I blushed as I told him and looked him over. He blushed then.

"You think you can read minds?" He asked me softly and looked into my eyes. If he can read minds... did he just hear everything I just thought about him?

"I did," I told him and blushed. He laughed then and smiled at me sweetly.

"Well, I guess there definitely won't be any secrets from me," he said and wrapped his arms around me with a purr and kissed my neck. This is cool! I have a mate that can read my thoughts and other thoughts.... That'll come in handy in the war... and with other things too.... Paris is going to be powerful one day.

"So... you read thoughts?" Dante said and frowned, having been leaning against the wall furthest from us for some time. "Great... you'll be able to tell if there is a traitor later on. We'll use this to our ability. You two better get going if you want to make it to the town and have an easy time of turning them. Oh, your parents are going to the elders tomorrow to discuss your punishments once they catch you."

"They won't though. We're killing them," I said calmly and kissed Richard's neck.

"I'm just warning you.... If you were trained up a bit more, I would say you could risk it to go and declare war to their faces and escape their clutches and come back for more preparations... unless you want to hit them out of nowhere," Dante told us. "Hitting them out of nowhere is probably your best bet though- catch them off guard," he hummed out with a thoughtful look then got off the wall. "I'll see you kids later. I'm going to Victor to go to Spain with him." He disappeared on us then, ditching us. I frowned and looked around before curiously trying to find our way out of the dungeon. Richard followed with me and looked around curiously before we eventually found some stairs out of here. As soon as we had made it out, I felt something pounce on my foot and then little claws crawling up my pants leg with a purr.

"Mayloi?" I asked and looked down to make sure. He looked up at me innocently then got up onto my chest and eyed my shoulder down, gathering up his strength and made a last burst of effort, getting up onto my shoulder before he nipped at my ear. I laughed and rubbed his head before looking around for Laurence or a servant. Richard and I need to go to town, and we can't take him with us. I saw Timothy a few feet away, looking under a table with a frown. Daddy~ Ha! He won't find me here on my treasure! Mayloi got quiet and rubbed his head against my neck, snuggling up against it as he hid against me. Richard noticed and laughed as he watched Mayloi curiously.

"Timothy? Are you looking for this little guy?" I asked and chuckled. He looked towards me and frowned.

"Mayloi? You have him? He asked and walked up to us, looking towards my shoulder then relaxed as he spotted Mayloi. "Oh, there he is.... Come here, let's get you your first bath." No! Daddy found me! He crawled up onto my head then buried himself into my white hair and began to purr as he played in it. I pulled him out of my hair and held him out to Timothy. He smiled at me then took him from my hands, earning a growl from him as he started to squirm and looked at my hair longingly. Richard laughed then and kissed the top of my head, watching as Timothy held him close to keep him from escaping.

"That was cute," he whispered in my ear then smirked before he grabbed my hand and started to pull me towards the entrance to the castle, smelling his way.

"Bye Mayloi," I called out and giggled. He really likes my hair. I heard Mayloi call out to me longingly, but Timothy disappeared with him rather quickly as Richard pulled me down the halls. He took me outside then and over to the stables before he looked for our horses and got two out.

"Are you ready?" He asked me, glancing over his shoulder at me.

"Of course, I am. Let's raise an army," I purred out. This also means we'll have to shift to demons. I wonder what it will be like... I mean... I already am half demon. Will it be any different? He purred then started to put the saddles on the horses and got them ready for us before he helped me mount one then got on his, looking at me.

"I'm not putting you on a lead this time, okay? I think you have gotten the hang of horse riding," he told me and smirked before he lightly nudged the horse with his foot, and it started to move out of the stables. I blushed and kicked the horse's side to tell her to follow.

"Don't go fast then," I told him. The horse obeyed and followed Richard's horse, nickering at it before it came up and nipped at Richard's horse's hair. The other horse neighed at it and shook his mane before he looked at my horse and then nipped at her ear playfully and took off into a small gallop. My horse quickly followed, chasing him. "Richard?" I asked. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah! Of course, I am!" He called out to me, glancing back at me before he smirked and then looked ahead as he started to direct our horses to the road. "I can't wait for some human blood." I laughed a little and shook my head. Our parents would kill us for doing this.

After an hour ride, we arrived in the middle of a small village of quaint people, mostly farmers. Richard dismounted from his horse then tied him up to a post before he looked towards me and led my horse over and tied it up next to his. He reached up then helped me down before he looked around the town, eyeing down a few humans that passed and then looked at me before he gave me a kiss. I heard someone gasp nearby from the sight of us kissing before there were whispers and the townspeople that had been passing us looked at us like we were the children of Satan himself. I pulled back from the kiss and purred. "So? How do you want to do this?" I asked him curiously.

"Well... we have their attention," he murmured into my ear and smirked, looking towards them from my neck. I caught one of them glaring me down before he narrowed his eyes at us.

"Get out of here, you sinful spawns of Hell!" He shouted at us, spitting at our feet. "May God have mercy on your souls, sinners!" I looked towards him and frowned before starting for him and exposed my fangs.

"What soul?" I asked. His eyes widened, and he fell back quickly. I heard a few of the townspeople start to scream, taking off for a small church nearby.

"DEVILS! DEMONS! THE DEVIL HAS SENT HIS DENIZENS!" The man shouted and got to his feet quickly, running after the others to the church. Richard started to laugh and exposed his fangs, going after them with a purr.

"Well this just makes it too easy," I muttered and started for the church. All of them in one room? Good. I saw a few people in their homes, locking the doors quickly and blowing out candles in their houses, shutting their windows to hide. Richard glanced around then headed for the church first, growling a little. He went into the church first, and I heard shrieks start up as he snatched one of the men closest to the door and bit down into his neck hungrily, pinning him against a wall. I walked into the church calmly- taking my time to make sure I could walk in. I glanced around and tried to pick out my first I wanted to turn. I saw one going for a nearby flask on the alter in the church before he opened it and went to splash us with it as the others hid behind the pews, starting to cry and pray for their lives. I frowned and picked up one of the benches and slung it his way, knocking him over with his plans. He groaned as he fell to the ground, and I heard a woman's voice cry out for him before she ran out and grabbed his hand and started to try to help him, crying for him.

"Get out of here, Marybeth," he hissed at her, shoving her back. She shook her head and started to push at the pew on him, trying to get it off him.

"I can't leave you here, John," she said and looked at me in a panic then down at him as she pushed desperately at the pew. I walked up to her and grabbed her wrist, yanking her to me. I bit down into her neck and started to drain her dry. She shrieked and shoved at me, starting to cry out in pain. "P-please, have mercy," she begged me, pushing at my chest. "Please! We have children!" I purred as I continued to drain her. I'll take her children as well. She whimpered before she started to go limp in my arms.

"MARYBETH!" The man shouted quickly, trying to push the pew off him. I heard a window busting as the other humans tried to escape, the sharp cry of a baby reaching my ears. Richard crossed the church floor quickly to them and blocked their escape, grinning as he grabbed a man and bit down into him quickly. The women shrieked, and I saw an older woman backing two small children up behind her, a baby in one of the little children's hands- the baby that cried. I bit down into my wrist and gave her a few drops of my blood before I went after the people trying to escape and attacked one of them.

"Richard, make it so they can't escape us- break some legs if you have to!" I told him in final decision. If we break them, we can build them up into our army quicker. He looked at me then nodded before he fed his blood to the one in his hands and then went towards the others, grabbing them and kicking their knees out as he passed through them quickly. They shrieked and started to run away from him, but he worked fast and caught them all. He stopped at the three children then frowned before he looked them over as they looked up at him fearfully, whimpering as they hid in the corner from him with tears running down their cheeks.

"Paris, what about the children?" He called out over the groans and cries for help of the humans.

"Maybe we should leave them as humans," I suggested.

"We'll have to take them with us because they're too young to let stay here after taking everyone.... We can make them servants for us when they're older," he told me and looked back at me. "We'll let the army care for them until then."

"We can give them to Laurence as a gift," I suggested. "His servants can take care of them. Our army will be busy training." He nodded then before he gave a soft smirk and knelt down in front of them.

"Don't cry," he purred to them and wiped at one of their tears. "No one is going to die here. We're here to offer a new life to everyone," he whispered, trying to calm them. "Your parents are going to be fine... and we're going to take you to a castle later for you to meet someone very special who loves all those in his castle. We're not evil or spawns of Satan." He touched one of their noses then, watching as they looked at him with wide eyes. "Here~ Watch," he purred softly and reached over to someone near him. He showed the children his fangs then and purred before he tilted the human's head to the side and bit down into the human a little gentler to not scare the kids as he showed them what we were doing. The human cried out and started to push at Richard in a panic, looking to the kids for help, but they stared at her wide eyed as Richard drained her. I continued to drain and make newborns as well for our army, trying not to waste time and let one slip up and get away. Richard fed his blood to the human and set her down gently before he looked at them. "Can you do me a favor and watch over her like little angels?" He purred to them then rubbed their cheek. "You're such good children," he told them and smirked before he pulled away and started to help me as the children looked at the woman at their feet with wide eyes, watching the transformation. He must have done that to keep the children distracted. He quickly grabbed another human and bit down quickly, draining him hungrily as the children sat with the woman obediently and watched her.

~Time Skip~

Richard looked towards me, licking the blood off his lips with a smirk as the newborns around us started to wake up, finishing out their transformations as Richard finished the last one off. He looked me over, his eyes examining every inch of me with a different kind of hungry look before his eyes met mine, and he exposed his fangs at me with a playful look. My mate looks sexy covered in blood- perfect like a god. I blushed and looked down at my blood- stained clothes. Wow... I felt an itching sensation start up in my back, and I dropped to my knees as my throat started to sting- hunger erupted in me from the lack of seconds I was missing from not drinking blood. I let out a sharp breath, trying to calm down. He looked at me and then came over to me, pulling me into his arms with a purr. "It's alright.... The burning fades," he whispered in my ear then kissed my cheek. "We'll be the same soon~" I whined and scratched at my throat- letting out a small yelp of pain. Why is my throat so dry!? He grabbed my hands then and kissed me deeply, pulling my hands away from my throat before he pulled back and looked at the newborns. "Go finish off the town and turn them into vampires," he ordered them strictly. "Take the children to the center of town and wait for us there." He watched them go, two of them picking up the small children in the room and leaving us. He looked back at me before he purred and then pushed me down into a church pew and crawled over me, kissing my throat. I groaned and leaned in towards his neck then bit down- starting to drink his blood to soothe the pain. His blood tasted so sweet, but it tasted a little different- more powerful, dark. He bit down into my neck then and marked me before he ran his hands down to my hips slowly, a moan escaping him. I gasped and marked him back- letting my venom sink into his system. He moaned again, and I felt a shiver go up his spine before he pulled his fangs out and started to give me a love bite further down my neck, his hand running to my back and trailing down it to my butt. I gasped and pulled away from him. I licked my lips and curled up under him. I could feel my body ache and my head throb. I felt the world shifting around me as pain consumed me, and I felt a lightheaded. I closed my eyes and felt sleep wanting to overtake me- an easy way out. His lips suddenly crashed against mine as he pulled my body back to him, purring against me. I gasped and looked up at him, giving him a pained look.

"Richard, it hurts," I whined out. He looked at me then and then kissed my cheek.

"I know.... The fire hurts," he whispered. "It'll fade in a little bit," he murmured into my ear. "I can try to take your mind off it if you want."

"I just want to sleep," I mumbled and gave him a sweet look. "I love you." He looked down at me then gave me a nod before he kissed my cheek.

"Alright, get some rest," he whispered and then moved off me, getting to his feet. He rubbed my cheek before he pulled his hand away and started to walk for the door. "I'll get you back to Laurence's castle while you sleep."

"You promise?" I asked him and reached for him. He paused then came back and took my hand.

"Of course, Paris," he whispered then kissed the inside of my wrist with a purr. "I wouldn't leave you here... and if you're really that tired, then I need to leave you alone."

"Stay with me," I mumbled. He looked down into my eyes then knelt by the side of the pew and kissed my lips. I kissed him back then let my eyes fall shut so I could sleep this off.

I felt a soft, cushy bed under my back as hands pulled away from me slowly, and I felt covers being pulled up to my chin before a small kiss was planted on my forehead. Footsteps echoed away from me then, heading away from me. I curled up quickly and gripped the sheets. I opened my eyes, feeling something off about my body. My head and back were heavy... "Richard?" I whispered. I saw his outline further off in the room, close to the bathroom. He looked over his shoulder at me before he walked up in the dark then came over to my side of the bed and kissed my cheek.

"What is it?" He asked me and kissed my neck then. I glanced around and groaned out in pain before I pulled him into my arms.

"Cuddle with me," I begged. He purred then and scooted me over gently before got into the bed and pulled me into his arms.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, leaning his face into my neck.

"I hurt so much," I admitted.

"Where?" He asked and then pulled his face out of my neck and rubbed between my shoulder blades. "In here?" He asked softly.

"Everywhere," I mumbled and reached up to my head to the throbbing pain but felt my fingers run across something hard and sharp. Is-is that horns!? He ran his hands up to mine then before he leaned in and kissed the hard-sharp thing on my head.

"It's okay.... You grew wings and horns," he whispered to me and then kissed my lips softly. I sat up quickly and fell back over from the new weight on my back. I tilted my head, trying to look back at the wings. I felt my heart race as I caught a glimpse of them. He laughed softly. "Calm down. It's okay," he purred to me softly. "It's nothing to be afraid of. It's just strange and new." I gripped his shirt and laid my head down on his chest- letting out a sigh.

"They're so heavy!" I mumbled.

"Do you want me to light a candle for you to see them?" He asked me and trailed his hand down my spine gently. "You'll get used to their weight... and if you absolutely don't want them... we can have them cut off, but I'd rather not. They're apart of you," he whispered and kissed my lips. I kissed him back before nodding.

"I want to see them," I told him and rubbed my head against his chest. He groaned a bit and lightly pushed at my head.

"Careful," he hissed and then kissed my forehead. "You're going to stab me with your horns," he mumbled and then got out of bed, digging around in the nightstand before he pulled out a match and lit it, lighting the candles on the nightstand and went around the room, lighting all the candles in it to brighten the room up to how it normally was. I rubbed at my eyes before I glanced behind my back at dusty black wings that reminded me of a fallen angel from the pictures in books. I widened my eyes and tried to focus on moving them- managing to flutter them a little. Richard blew out the match before he tossed it and came back to me, laughing a little as he saw me fluttering my wings. "You should learn to use them," he told me and gave me a small smirk. "Want me to get a mirror so that you can see your horns?" I nodded and blushed as I reached up and touched my horns. I feel like Grimm. He laughed and then leaned in, giving me a kiss. "I'll be back in a few minutes," he purred and got to his feet, walking out of our bedroom and shutting the door behind him softly. I laid back down and yanked the covers closer to my body. My body still aches- probably from growing these excess body parts out.

He came back after a few minutes and had a small handheld mirror in his hands. "Here we go," he told me and smirked, coming over and holding it out to me. "You're taking this so well~" I grabbed the mirror and looked at my reflection- eyeing over my horns that were sticking out through my white hair. My roots in my hair was coming in black- making my tips white. I widened my eyes as I looked over my changed- healthy looking skin- but it was also dusky looking- black like. A nice pale with a black dusky tone. I looked demonic. I sat the mirror down at looked at Richard.

"I didn't know this would happen," I told him.

"That you would grow extra body parts?" He asked me and purred, stealing the mirror from my hands and kissed my lips. I kissed him back before nodding.

"Yeah. They feel so strange," I told him.

"I think I like it," he purred to me and kissed my neck. I looked him over curiously to see if he changed too. He hadn't changed by much. His skin tone was a little paler but not by much, and his scent was sweeter, more tempting. I could see his eyes had reddened more as well, and his nails had grown out a little, being pointy. His ears had a slight point to them too. All his changes had been so tiny except for his eyes that it was hard to notice unless you were looking for them- well, except for his nails, but the maids would trim that back soon.

"You didn't change much," I grumbled. That's no fair that I had to take on a bigger change than him.

"I don't have demon ancestry," he reminded me and laughed. "You do, but I don't. That's probably why."

"That shouldn't mean anything. You just became a demon. So, grow some longer fangs or something." I crossed my arms as I looked at him. He laughed then exposed his fangs to me.

"Do they look longer?" He asked and licked one. They looked sharper....

"No... but they look sharper," I whispered. He smirked then.

"Want to test them out?" He teased me and started for my neck with a purr, grabbing the front of my shirt as he tugged me to him. I yelped and shook my head no. He bit in anyways and marked me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I gasped and let out a small moan. I gripped at his shirt and rubbed my head against his.

"Richard," I husked out. He moaned and then took his fangs out before he started to lean me onto my back, getting between my legs as he gave my neck a love bite. I sharpened my fangs and went for his neck to get him back. He kissed my lips suddenly, stopping me as he deepened the kiss and ran his hands down my arms for mine. I grabbed his hands and gave them a small squeeze. He purred and then pulled his lips back from the kiss and started to trail small kisses down to my neck under my chin. I gasped and flipped us quickly- rolling us around for a minute as I lost myself from the difference in my weight. He laughed and looked at me then leaned up and kissed my lips quickly.

"You're going to have to get used to your wings," he teased me lightly then went to flip us back with a smirk. I pinned him under me and looked him over as I stretched out my wings.

"I will... but you will too. This means I weigh more." He widened his eyes as he realized the difference in weight and strength between us. I had been training the entire week he was asleep and had become stronger than him, and now I weighed more because of my wings. I could see it click in his eyes as it became apparent to him when he couldn't flip me by himself. He blushed and then leaned up and kissed me quickly. I gave him a small kiss and purred.

"You need to start building up some muscles if you want to rule over me," I teased him. He smirked then.

"I don't need muscles to be dominant," he told me and then leaned in towards my neck and gave me a love bite as he ran his fingertips along my spine. I grabbed his wrists and pinned them down next to his head.

"Oh really?" I asked and smirked. He groaned and tried to get them back before he licked my neck and moved one of his legs up against my side, rubbing his foot against my leg. I squirmed on top of him and gasped. "Richard!" He laughed against my neck then.

"Richard what?" He teased me and then started to suck lightly on my neck, moaning near my ear to mess with me. I groaned and fell on his body- hardly able to keep myself up now. He went to flip us again, pulling back from my neck with a smirk. I yelped as he managed to do so. He purred and then pinned my hands down to the bed before he kissed me deeply and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I felt him trying to shift my hands to one of his, managing to get them in one hand before he trailed the other down to my shirt and slipped it up a bit. I gasped and squirmed under him.

"Richard," I husked out again and closed one eye, keeping the other open. He laughed and kissed my cheek.

"What?" He teased again and leaned in towards my ear, letting his warm breath hit it before he kissed under it. I felt him slip himself between my legs, pressing his weight against me. I bit my bottom lip as I glanced over his body.

"Did you miss me?" I asked. "While you slept?" He nodded against my neck then and purred.

"I missed you very much.... I can't believe I didn't talk to you for an entire week... or hold you for an entire week.... I should've been there with you, training with you."

"Dante called you lazy," I teased.

"Well I'll show him later that I can kick his butt if he wants it so bad," he purred then kissed me before he let go of my hands and started to take my shirt off me, being careful of my wings. I helped him take it off- brushing my hands across my soft feathered wings. He smirked then leaned down, kissing my chest before he slowly began to trail his kisses downwards, taking his time. I gasped and grabbed his jaw, bringing his lips back to mine. He kissed me deeply and moaned against my lips before he pulled away and smirked at me, kissing my chest again. I growled playfully and rubbed my head against his, feeling my horns scrape against his head. He gasped and then looked up at me before he kissed my lips and laughed, giving me another kiss on the lips. He pulled back then teasingly kissed my stomach. I squirmed and tried to knock him off. He held me down then before he came back up to my lips and kissed me passionately. I kissed him back and melted a little at his touch. His contact makes me feel so much better. He moaned against my lips, and I felt his hips start to grind against mine slowly as he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I purred and looked away from the kiss. I grabbed his hips and gave him a curious look. He paused and looked at me. "What is it?" He asked me then gently kissed my cheek, purring against me. I glanced him over before flipping us quickly and smirked.

"I'm on top," I told him. He purred at me then in amusement.

"No, you're not. I'm on top," he told me and went to flip us back. I growled at him and kept my weight down on him.

"Who said?" I asked.

"I said," he told me and smirked.

"That's not much of a reference for someone on the bottom." He frowned at me then.

"It's not? I'm really important though," he teased me. "I'm the heir to the throne of the king of vampire kings."

"I'm part demon," I told him and smirked. "I don't have to put up with your rein." He laughed then.

"Yeah, but you're still the Prince of France," he told me and tried to flip us again. I kept my weight down on him to make him stay under me.

"I'm your mate," I teased. He purred then and gave me a loving look.

"You are," he told me then kissed my lips. "I'll let you try it out," he whispered and then moved his legs for me, letting me down between them as he kissed my neck. I glanced him over before I started to move my hips against his like he had been doing to me. He moaned under me and kissed my lips deeply as he wrapped his arms around my neck. I could feel him hardening downstairs against my movements, getting aroused. I blushed and kept it up, starting a little harder to test it on him. He gasped, and I felt his fingernails scratch lightly at my shoulders as another moan escaped him. I felt his legs wrap around my hips then, pulling me closer to him. I gasped and grabbed his hands, pinning them down beside us. I gave his cheek a kiss before continuing to grind against him. He arched his back as another moan escaped his lips, and he looked up at me longingly before he leaned up and smashed his lips against mine eagerly. I kissed him back before slowing down my grinding to mess with him. He moved his lips back from mine then kissed my neck before he purred and scraped his fangs against my neck. He started to grind up against me, sinking his fangs down into my neck. I growled and bit him back to warn him. He pulled his fangs out and licked my neck then, purring as he continued grinding against me. I pushed his back down on the bed before switching it up by kissing his neck and coming to a complete stop with grinding against him. He paused and then tilted his head to the side, purring as he tried to get his hands back from me. I bit down into him and marked him, knowing he'd love it. He moaned sharply and stopped struggling, exposing his neck to me more as he laid under me. I waited for a few seconds before I started to slowly drink his blood. I moaned at his sweet taste and melted against him. How is he so much sweeter? He kissed my cheek and unwrapped his legs from around my waist, moving his face down into my neck and kissed it there. I pulled back from his neck and licked my lips. He looked towards me then and purred before he kissed my lips then went to flip us with a playful growl. I growled back and refused to let him flip us. I kept him pinned. He kissed me then and laughed a little.

"You really want to be on top, don't you?" He purred teasingly. I nodded and looked him over. I'm not sure about what to do on top, but I think I've been doing great. He nodded then before he pulled his shirt off for me, exposing his chest to me as he tossed his shirt off the bed. I glanced his bare chest over in awe and ran my fingers across it. He purred to me and then shifted under me. "Paris~ Go a little lower," he told me. I blushed.

"A little lower?" I asked him and ran my fingers down to his belly button. "This low?" He purred then and kissed my neck.

"A little lower," he told me and shifted again. I ran my fingers down his happy trail and started to pull on some of the hairs.

"This low?" I asked curiously. He blushed a little as he watched me.

"A little lower..." he whispered.

"You mean..." I reached down and grabbed his knee then brought it up. "This far?" He laughed then and kissed my lips.

"No... that was too far," he told me. "Go back up." I ran my fingers up to his thigh and pinched it.

"Right here?" He shook his head and purred in amusement.

"No, but that's okay," he whispered and gave my lips another kiss before he purred and closed his eyes, starting to curl up under me. "Snuggle with me."

"I wanted to cuddle," I warned him.

"Yeah, you did want to cuddle," he told me and smiled, opening his eyes. I ran my fingers a little up his thigh.

"Will you hold me tight?" I asked.

"Y-yes, I will," he purred out, his eyes following the movement of my fingers going up his thigh. I stopped then and curled up in his arms, getting down by his side.

"Great!" I purred out. He held me close then and kissed my cheek.

"You're never getting back on top," he whispered in my ear then pulled the covers over us.

"Why not?" I asked curiously and chuckled.

"Because I figured it out and you didn't," he purred to me and ran his fingers over my wings, looking towards them. I blushed and looked him in the eyes. He's talking about us... doing it. What if I want to play innocent longer?

"What out?" I asked. He sighed then.

"Never mind that Paris," he whispered and kissed my cheek before he closed his eyes, starting to get quiet about it. I purred and leaned in towards his neck and kissed it. He opened his eyes then looked towards me before he gave a soft purr and kissed my lips gently. "I love you."

"I love you too," I purred out and rubbed my head against his chest. He laughed then.

"Cutie," he whispered and tapped my nose. I growled and sat up straight.

"I'm sexy," I hissed out.

"No... you're cute," he told me and purred in amusement. I exposed my fangs on him and growled.

"You're adorable," I told him.

"No, I'm sexy because I figured it out," he teased me. I frowned and glared him down before getting up and fell over quickly. That's a lot of weight on my back... Richard frowned and got up, coming over to me then picked me up before he placed me down on the bed. "We're supposed to be cuddling," he told me and then crawled into the bed and wrapped his arms around me.

"I was going to ask Dante if I was sexy too," I grumbled. He's the virgin. He frowned at me then.

"No, you're not asking him that! I don't want you asking him that.... I don't want him looking at you like that," he hissed and bit down into my neck, marking me. I gasped and tensed up against him but relaxed. I nodded and rubbed his head.

"I promise I won't ask him that." He eased up and then pulled his fangs out.

"You're sexy but... more in an innocent way," he whispered. "I can't see you as a sexy dominate, but you're my sexy little mate." I nodded and rubbed at my wings and started to scratch around them.

"Richard," I mumbled out. "We need to get some rest and think about training tomorrow," I mumbled. "So, let's get some sleep. Dante, Victor, Val, and Laurence as supposed to hunt down more allies as well so let's try to grow strong for them and make our army train alongside us." He frowned a little but nodded.

"Okay, Paris. We'll get some rest.... I guess we can enjoy each other when we're free from the threat of our parents," he whispered to me and held me a little closer, leaning his face against my neck. I nodded and closed my eyes to try to get some sleep with him. We can enjoy each other after the war. For now, we need to focus on our goals.