Shhh

Stacy tried to bring her master down for dinner but he locked himself up in the room. And she told him she had eaten, if he was avoiding her it was okay but he should at least have something. She'd be in her room.

Minutes passed and he finally left his room and quietly went to get something to eat, when he saw what she wrote on the flour, his heart tightened and his whole body responded to her kindness again. Xander then saw the food she left for him and he ate it before going to bed

Just like last night, he couldn't hold back the urge to bite and suck. The noise began to form in his room while Stacy on the other hand was worried, she ran to his room and slightly opened the door, thank goodness it wasn't locked.

She peeked through and saw the great struggle, his eyes were now darker and colder, and he was losing it as he used his claws to damage his bed. Xander screamed at the top of his voice and just when he was about to cut himself. Stacy gasped and ran in.

What had she gotten herself into? But like Mr Hall said he'd never hurt her, for some weird crazy reason she believed he wouldn't hurt her. His eyes darted to her way and he growled. Stacy ignored that part and ran to him. She removed his hand away from his mouth and framed his cheek.

"Stacy, don't do this to yourself, you don't deserve this please don't let me hurt you" he pleaded as his claws pinched her arm.

"You are hurting me Xander" she cried, Xander realized that and turned away from her hold. He held his head in his hand.

"Just go, I can't control myself. Stacy leave" he was fuming. Stacy could see his struggle but she wasn't leaving.

"No" she stated firmly.

"I don't want to hurt you don't you understand. I can't control it any longer" he almost yelled. And as he felt her come closer. "Go away, Stacy. Leave!" He cried out and when he sensed her fear. Hunger shuddered through him. He swallowed and imagined biting her and sucking her dry.

Xander shook his head. He went closer to her and grabbed her hand. "Leave!"

"No!" She yelled back. She pulled back her hand and cupped his cheek. "You won't do that. I trust you" she kind of whispered.

"Why don't you understand? You are digging your own grave Stacy, don't push it. Now isn't the time. . ."

Stacy leaned closer and kissed his cheek. "Now is the time you know that you are not alone" she took his arm.

Xander's demon spirit got awoken again and to avoid touching her, he hit the wall and it broke together with his knuckles. "Ahhh!" He screamed out loud. "Stacy you are making this difficult, just go. Don't punish me any longer"

Stacy stared at him with aghast, she breathe in that heavy breath and calm her spine. He's just the Xander she knew, the Xander with the sweet hot body, the Xander with the caring behaviour and the Xander she seduced.

His back was facing her as he breathe heavily, slowly he felt her hand touching his back. "Shhh" she patted him like he was a newborn baby. "Shhh" she turned him around and held his broad shoulders. "It's me, Stacy. Your caregiver. Your seductress. The one that turns you on. You first kiss mate. First friend. It's just me, calm down" she said in a warm voice. "You told me you'll make us one, so you have to get used to me being close to you"

Stacy trailed her fingers upward and cupped his face, she saw his fangs and imagined them cutting her. Fear devoured her and when he sensed her fear, his demon arose. "No, no." She scolded him. Xander was already glaring at her and fiercely staring at his prey. "Don't you dare" she scolded him and pressed him down to sit. Somehow, his demon side obeyed her and he went down.

"Are. . .Aren't you afraid?" He looked her straight in the eyes.

"I am so very afraid Xander but you need me" she stroked his cheek and then again his eyes turned darker and darker and fiercer. He tightened the grip against her shoulders and pushed her to the wall.

"Stacy" he called her pleadingly.

"Stacy" fiercely.

"Please. . .I. . .I don't"

Stacy pulled him and hug him, her neck perfectly underneath his fangs which allowed him to bite her. But as she stroked his back she sang a song she made up herself just now.

"Xander, Xander, calm down. It's just me Stacy. Calm. . .Calm. . .Calm down." She continued that way with his heartbeat returning to its normal rate. "Shh, shhh" she patted his back and he fell to his knees.

Stacy released him and touched his cheeks. "It's me, Stacy" she gave him that assuring look and he sighed. He was still in his real form but his demon had calmed down. Then, she kissed his lips.

Xander's heart melted by her sweet and audacious affections. When she leaned back, "I'm here" she whispered.

Xander was speechless. Then, "are you out of your mind, you. . ."

Stacy frowned. "Ungrateful jerk"

Xander looked away, he was still bothered. Stacy saw his fangs and touched them. And damn it cut her straight. "Ahh," she gasped.

Xander rolled his eyes, fool she doesn't know when to stop. He took her finger and sucked it slightly. When she checked it, it has already healed.

"Bastard" she cursed him. "Vampire" she slapped his chest.

Xander grabbed her hand. "Stop doing that" he warned.

Stacy gasped. "Or what?"

Xander smiled and leaned closer with that dark eyes of his, Stacy learned back. "Or I make us one right here and now" his voice made her blush.

"Fine, I'll stop, jerk vampire" she rolled her eyes and stood up.

When she saw his messy room, she told him to find another room to sleep in because she was exhausted from his angry self.

"Okay," he replied and took off his clothes in front of her.

"Are you mad?" She wanted to slap his chest again but didn't, he could actually do what he said he'd do.

"It's my room so if you feel uncomfortable, leave," he told her strictly.

"Fine, I'll. . .Leave. Vampire of the century" she eyed him.

Stacy was on her bed staring at the ceiling when her master walked in half-naked, he only had his trouser on. "Eh. . .What do you want?"

"Wanna sleep with you?" He climbed the bed.

She pushed him off. "No, I don't want you here"

The man sat on her bed. "who owns everything in this house?"

"You" she replied reluctantly with a frown.

"Good, so I sleep where I want"

"Fine" she was about to crawl off the bed when by the waist, he pulled her back.

"Don't wake the demon again" he told her when she fell straight on his body as he lay in bed. Stacy couldn't fight back or move. Besides, they've slept together once and It was so comfortable.