26 Bon Appetit

26: Bon Appetit

"Long enough to get mad at you." Noah answered, nibbling a sensitive spot on her shoulder and neck. His warm breath tickling her skin. His hands freely roaming her lovely body.

"Hm."

Suddenly, Noah stopped. His gaze directed down to her waist.

"What's this?"

Lara blinked.

"What?" She was a little bit dazed. But her senses were slowly coming back. She look at her waist and the side of her thong was slightly exposed. He lifted her dress when he was touching her during their kiss. Now, he was inspecting her underwear.

Noah curled his index finger beneath the strap. "Well, what do we have here," he released the strap from his fingers with a sharp snap! And the garter hit Lara's skin. 

"Ah!" She flinched at the slight pain it brought her

"Do you want me to lose control, Lara?" Noah asked, leaning in to the side of her face. His breath fanning her ear. She shivered.

"N-No, of course not. I wasn't intentionally trying to test your patience. This just happens to match the dress." She explained. Her voice small and breathy. 

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Hmmn." He droned.

Lara blushed. 

"...Can we sit down?" She asked, trying to divert his thoughts towards other things. Her heart was pounding really fast and she wanted to slow it down a little longer to regain her thoughts.

Noah has been pressing his body close to her and he's trapping her to the wall for a while now. 

Thinking how out-of-control their make-out session was, Lara's cheeks warmed even more. Oh gosh...

Noah caught the pink shade on her cheeks. He likes the shy look on her face. But he was getting closer to his limit by the second so, he complied with her request and dialed down the desire he felt for her.

"Come." He lifted her up. His hands supporting her thighs while she wraps his legs around his waist instinctively. 

Lara yelped a bit at his sudden action and she made sure to cling to his neck so she wouldn't fall.

Noah effortlessly carried Lara to a plush red armchair. He sat down bringing Lara with him. She straddled his lap.

"Better?" Noah asked.

Lara gulped. "Y-Yeah." She can feel Noah between her legs. He was still hot and hard but she didn't comment on that.

Lara buried her face on the crook of his neck. Hiding her face from him.

Noah chuckled.

It was adorable. He thought.

Noah planted a soft kiss on her temple and let her be. Even though their position was so close to each other, he can feel her heart pounding from his chest.

Lara didn't separate from him. Her arms hugging him close. For her, being in Noah's embrace felt nice. Her body relax. Her breathing even. 

Lara leaned on Noah's shoulder and suddenly noticed that his neck was exposed to her. 

She gulped. 

She can feel his pulse beneath his skin. Her mouth suddenly watered.

"Hungry?" 

Surprised, Lara looked at Noah at his sudden question.

His eyes were closed. His expression, peaceful that he looks like he was taking a nap. But he can feel her hungry gaze on his neck.

"How do you know?" She asked.

Noah opened his eyes and look at her.

"I can feel you breathing down my neck..." He said.

Lara's cheeks warmed in embarrassment. "Oh, I'm sorry."

"When was the last time you fed?" He ignored her unnecessary apology and asked.

Lara stilled. 

She's been living off on human food for five weeks now. Her limit was only a month. Blood bags could sate her thirst but Noah's artery was looking really delicious.

"No." Lara scolded herself. She can't drink his blood. What was she thinking?

Seeing her reluctance to answer. Noah opened the upper buttons of his shirt without hesitation and offered his neck.

"You need to feed. Drink."

"Noah, don't."

"It's okay, Lara. I know your hungry so drink."

Noah's neck looked really tasty but Lara toned down her thirst for his blood by force and declined. 

"I can't." Drinking blood directly from the neck is an intimate act for all vampires. 

It means they surrender themselves entirely to the one they chose to be with. 

Vampires are prideful, yes. But when they chose their mates, they lower themselves to show their sincerity and dedication to their partners.

And that's what Noah was doing at the moment. Surrendering himself to her.

It wasn't fair...

Seeing her hesitating still, Noah took her hand. He was determined to make her feed so he extended his fangs and brought her wrist to his nose, sniffing her.

"Noah, what-" Confused by him, Lara wanted to pull her wrist away. 

But after breathing in her scent, Noah suddenly bit her without warning and she hissed when his fangs penetrated into her skin.

"Ah!"

She buried her nails on his shoulder as a wave of pleasure and pain flooded her senses. Her body suddenly became weak as Noah continued to slowly drank her blood. 

She wanted him to stop making her feed on his blood but she didn't expect him to do this to force her hand. 

Noah swallowed a mouthful of Lara's blood and closed his eyes.

She tasted sweet and flavourful. He likes it, how she tastes. He wonders how her blood tastes when she's in pleasure. Her taste would obviously improve.

Noah retracted his fangs and licked the puncture wound he made on her porcelain skin. Lara's healing abilities started kicking in and the bite wound closed up after seconds. He then pricked his neck and pulled her in. Her face just an inch away from his blood.

"Your turn." 

The delicious scent of Noah's blood reached her nostrils. Lara groaned.

"You-" Because Noah drank on her blood, she was now weak to his advances. "You're so unfair." She complained. But a smug smile came to his lips.

"You can scold me later. For now, you have to feed."

"A blood bag can do the trick, y'know." She stated, slowly giving in to his temptation.

"I'll never let you drink anyone's blood other than mine." He said seriously, making her scoff.

"Tch. You're so possessive,"

Noah smirked. "Only for you."

"And you're very irrational sometimes too." She added and Noah laughed.

"You'll get used to it..." He said, playfully whispering to her ear. 

He offered his neck to her again. "Drink." He made another prick on his neck since the first one healed up. 

"Fine."

"Bon appetit."