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Pandora hears the door to her rooms at the Chateau opening. She wasn’t expecting anyone tonight. Flavis and Mitka had left her earlier in the night and she didn’t expect them again until tomorrow. But she knows whoever is entering must either be one of her fledglings or her maker since she cannot hear the thoughts of the one entering.
“Pandora.” She hears in a quiet whisper.
“Ah, it’s Marius.” She thinks to herself. She turned back to picking out the oils for her bath.
“Pandora my dear, are you in here?” Marius asks. She smiles faintly, not wanting him to see that she is excited to see him. She begins pouring the various oils into her bath water when she hears the bathroom door opening.
“Marius, I didn’t hear you come in.” She lied, blushing slightly at having her maker in her bathroom.
“Taking a bath?” Marius asks her.
She couldn’t help herself from noticing how handsome he looked in the dimmed lighting. His red button down shirt clinging to his chest, how his arms seemed to want to burst out of the fabric. As her eyes wandered down to his tailored pants she saw how they left very little to the imagination. Not that she would dare to bring attention to it now.
“Would you like to join?” Being beyond embarrassment now she gives him a wink as she drops her robe on the floor and steps into the tub facing him. She wanted to laugh as she watched Marius’ jaw drop slightly from the sight of her nude.
She watched as he slowly started to undress. He starts with his cuffs, unbuttoning them with care. Moving to his shirt buttons he looks at her. Her breath catches in her chest. She swallows, wanting to look away but unable. Despite their rocky past, she has always found him utterly attractive. He smirks at her and slows his hands, undoing each button with exaggerated movements.
She continued to watch as he opened his shirt revealing his defined six pack. How she wanted to run her hands over them. She remembered the way they felt under her fingers. She wanted to feel it again. Slowly he pulled his shirt from his shoulders. His arm muscles flexed and stretched with his movements. Pandora gasped.
“See something you like?” Marius asked, breaking her concentration. All she could do was smile at him, nodding her head ever so slightly.
He moved his hands down his body to his belt. Undoing it and pulling it from the loops on his pants. Throwing it over his shoulder, Pandora heard it hit the floor. But her attention was completely on her maker. Licking her lips she watched as his fingers made their way to his pants, popping the button before he stopped and walked towards the tub. She groaned and heard him giggle.
As he reached the side of the tub she looked up at him. “I have missed this.” She whispers. “Why couldn’t life have always been this easy for us?”
Marius looks at her lovingly. “We are two of a kind, my love. Destined to love and hurt each other.”
“Then tonight let me love you.” She says reaching for him. Undoing his zipper he allows his pants to fall to the floor. Pandora immediately reaches out and strokes down his thighs. Staring at his cock she remembers the time when she begged him for it, despite it doing nothing for either of them.
As Marius climbs into the tub and pulls her to straddle his lap she can’t help but ask him. “Do you know why I wanted you to put it in me the night I was turned?”
Marius brushes back the strands of hair that had fallen into her face. “I don’t believe you ever did. Other than you needed the intimacy.”
“I wanted that part of you. The part that we should have had, if only my father would have let me marry you.” She looks away, her focus on a distant memory. Returning her attention to him she continues. “We could have had such beautiful children.”
Marius laughs. It was lighthearted and filled Pandora with joy. “I do believe you are correct. They would have been beautiful.”
Looking at him she remembers why she fell in love with him when she was a young woman. His hair reminded her of the sun. His eyes are pure cobalt blue, giving him a godlike look. She caresses his cheek before leaning in for a kiss. Gentle. Not wanting to take control nor give it up. For the two of them to just be in this moment. In a way they haven’t been in centuries.
Marius sighs and closes his eyes. He lifts his head exposing his neck, an offering to his first fledgling. Pandora kisses down his cheeks and his jaw. Stopping when she gets to the place below his ear, where his neck begins. She begins sucking at it. If Marius had been mortal it would have left deep, dark bruises. But being a vampire the marks fade as soon as she makes them.
Finally finding her spot on his neck she bites in. A soft whimper leaving her as the blood hits her tongue. She begins pulling softly at it, wrapping her arms around his neck and grinding her pelvis against him. In turn Marius wraps his arms around her and gives a soft moan. He leans in and she jumps as his fangs break the skin on her neck. They have completed the circle, the giving and the taking of blood. They share their memories of their lives, the ones they shared and the ones from when they were apart. Pandora cannot help the tears that fall from her eyes. After they break away she rests against him, sated and tired. She sighs as she wraps her arms tighter around her maker. They have finally found each other again and for tonight this was enough. As she drifted off to sleep, quietly, without lifting her head she whispers. “I love you.”
Pandora would sleep peacefully because she knew that he loved her back.
Her maker, her savior, her Marius.