The Music of the Demons

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I stared at him in wonder. I didn’t know what brought him to this conclusion, what I did to make him realize this, but it was something I’d happily do again a thousand times, if it made him happy.

The look on his face, I wanted him so much, it was getting hard to control myself, I had to do something, anything.

And so I did. I hoped like hell that I didn’t lose that trust he’d just granted me, when I crushed my lips to his.

My grip on his shoulders tightened, but not enough to hurt, and I stayed still, the only movement, a shiver running through my body.

And he didn’t push away.

He did back up his head a little though, as much as my hold on him would allow, but left our lips still touching, not as hard together as I had pressed them.

I could feel the heat radiating off him, the blood coming closer to his face, embarrassment, but he didn’t push any farther.

It was a slight movement, barely anything to pay attention to, but his lips moved.

He’d kissed me.

My grip slackened on his shoulders, my hands sliding down to rest on his hips, and he still didn’t push me away.

I deepened it, though not by much. I was testing the area, to see how far he’d let me go, without overdoing it.

He tasted so good, which was an oddity in itself, because I had thought the only taste I liked was blood. But there was something about him, again, that hint of sex, and something spicy, though I knew from watching him that he didn’t eat anything that had a spice like this in it.

I eventually ended the kiss, in fear of taking it too far, and not being able to stop, even if Kaden begged me.

“Lets... go ahead and go home,” I told him, watching as nodded.

We began to walk, and I had an idea, though it was definitely not something like me. I wasn’t sure if Kaden wanted to, because it pretty much blared our relationship, and I didn’t know how he thought about letting everyone know that he was with another man, but I decided to try it.

He was walking a little ahead, and I caught up, walking beside him, a little closer by the second, before finally our arms were barely touching as we walked beside each other.

I swallowed my fear of being reproached for it, before linking our hands together. It was sappy and corny and everything else, but instead of pulling away, he just gave me a look, a slight smile, his hand gripping mine.

Soon we got to the car, and he dropped my hand, getting in on his side.

When I got in, he was yawning again.

“It’s only seven,” I told him, and he looked over at me, leaning back in the seat as I started the car.

“I know, but I always get tired after I eat a lot.”

After that, we sat in a comfortable silence.

I felt a little bad that I had made Kaden come with me for a walk around the park, when I looked over, and saw him fast asleep.

But, if I hadn’t, I didn’t know if Kaden would have been able to come to the same conclusion that he had, the one where he decided to trust me.

I gently shook him awake when we got to the building of my home. He looked around for a minute, before getting out of the car, and stretching. I made sure to keep my eyes off him when he did, because I was wanting to lift the shirt the rest of the way off, and I had a feeling Kaden wouldn’t exactly like that if I did that out here in public.

We walked inside, rode the elevator, and into my home.

“Today...” Kaden trailed off, looking up in thought, “Was a really good day.”

I gave him a smile. If he liked today, then I’ll very well have to give him more to like.

There wasn’t really anything else to do, Kaden had said he was going to bed early, and I watched him go off, before heading back to my study.

I moved books around more for a few more hours. It was hard to let some of them go. I laid out a few of the ones that I didn’t need, in case Kaden did want to read them.

It was eleven by the time I finished. I got up, sweeping the dust off my clothes and hands. I had gotten two large cardboard boxes, though small enough to fit in the trunk of my car. I was pretty sure that, when Adam came with us, he’d take his car with him. Materialistic items were everything to him, especially his car.

I could probably get him to let me use up some of his room too.

I went off to bed, a little more tired than I usually was. It was because of the activities in the daylight. It didn’t harm me, per se, but it did make me more tired the longer I was out. It was almost as if I got my energy from the moonlight.

I had a small hope that Kaden might join me again while I slept, but I was disappointed, as I never woke up in the middle of the night from him coming into my room.

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Thursday. Three days left.

I was going to have to tell Kaden that I was planning on leaving for good, but I wasn't sure if I could tell him the details yet. It wasn't like I could kidnap him. Well, I could, but I wasn’t going to, he might get mad, and if I can keep him from doing that, then I would be happy too.

To think, a few days ago, I would’ve laughed at the person who said that I would be worrying about my love life, that I would soon do anything, even going against my clan, for one man.

And now? I’d probably be mad that the person hadn’t told me sooner, to give me more time to get ready.

It was almost noon again. It seemed my body was making me wait up later and later, trying to get me to wake up when it was dark, sleep when it was getting lighter. It would be back that way soon enough, after I turned Kaden, and he joined me as a creature of the night.

But could I do it? Could I make him into a monster, when he was obviously an angel? It didn’t matter that little part of him that was demon, the blindness, nothing, he was my angel.

But I had to, or he wouldn’t be my angel for long. I couldn’t let him just grow old and die, or get sick. I needed him to be with me, and that’s how it was going to be.

I got up, took a shower, got dressed, headed for the kitchen, where Kaden joined me. It was pretty much the same as yesterday, except for there were no suspicious looks, nothing close to hostility. He seemed happier than yesterday morning, that was for sure.

“What do you want to do today?” I asked, getting another shrug. I wasn’t sure what he would like, and the only thing that he had really wanted to do was go to the movies, but I didn’t think that he was wanting to do that today.

“What do you usually do?” He asked, sitting down after making himself something for breakfast. It was my turn to shrug.

“I don’t normally do anything, not during the day, anyway.” He nodded, most likely remembering that I was, in fact, a vampire.

“Then what do you do at night?”

“What ever I feel like, mostly. Read, hunt, hell, I even sleep for a couple days,” It only happens with absolute boredom.

There really isn’t anything to do anymore. That I like to do, anyway. I wasn’t much for social crowds, and buried myself in books.

“Pretty boring, right?” I asked, and Kaden shook his head.

“If it’s what you like.”

“What about you?” I asked, getting the subject off me. Kaden’s head cocked to the side in thought.

“Movies. I like watching horror movies. And definitely eating.” Well, I could already figure that one out. “I like to play games, and well, I like the violin, though with Jeremy, I didn’t want play it as much, because he never let me play what I wanted to play.”

“What did you want to play?” I asked, and Kaden shrugged.

“Pretty much anything other than what he wanted.”

It was official, if I even saw Jeremy again, I was going to kill him. In truth, after Kaden told me about his past, I sort of forgot about him, but not anymore. That man was going to pay if he ever came back, though I don’t see how, because he didn’t know where my angel was.

“Can I ask something?” I looked up, to see Kaden staring at his plate at the table.

“Sure.”

“How… when do you need to feed?” His face went that lovely shade of red again, and I was sure he was thinking about the other day, when he cut his finger, and I couldn’t hold back.

“Depends on if there’s anything that’s… giving me the urge.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, when I’m alone, no one around that I can feed off of, I can go about a week on a blood packet. If there is someone, I have to try and ignore it, but I usually end up needing two blood packets a week.”

“Am I… I’m not making you hungry, am I?” He asked, and I was about to lie to him, but I couldn’t.

“It’s really not your fault. It’s the way I am.” I told him, and watched as the look on his face, curious at first, fell.

“Then I make you need to feed more often? What if you don’t want a… blood packet?”

“Yes, and I’d like to think I have enough control not to go crazy.”

“Is this always how you feed? What about when you said you go hunting?” I couldn’t place it, but I was pretty sure he was pushing at something.

“I need something more substantial and warm than cold blood, so I go out to hunt. It’s not really all that often.” Adam’s completely different. He hates having to feed from a blood packet, and only does it on the rare occasions that he wants to be alone.

“So then, what’s going to happen the next time you need warm blood? Are you going to hunt?” The almost angry look on his face, like he was trying to hide it, but just couldn’t quiet do it.

He was jealous.

“I won’t, if you don’t want me to. But-” I saw him about to say something, “as long as you let me feed from you.”

I watched as he sat there, digesting my offer. What I didn’t tell him, was that even if he didn’t let me feed from him, my hunting days were over. The idea of taking someone else’s blood, still warm, was almost foreign to me now. It felt like I would be committing an infidelity, and in a way, it would, even though it was just survival.

“Would it… would it be like last time?” He was thinking again. About the biting. He’d realized that there’s nothing to be jealous about, I wouldn't be after anyone else, only him.

“Yes.” Mixed emotions, almost happy, because it felt so good, and embarrassment, because he couldn’t believe he was thinking about it. “But I’ll only bite you when I have your permission.”

It felt weird, but I knew it was going to have to happen. I was going to have to ask before I bit. I didn’t want him to think I was trying to molest him, and I also wanted to show him that I could control myself. I wanted to show him that I was wasn’t a horrible monster, like in the movies he watched.

But still, jealousy?

If I read it right, then he wants me too, at least to an extent, even if it is just because of the mating bond. I’ll take what I get.

“A-alright then, but I mean, if you really have to…” He let the offer hang in the air. And I almost laughed when I realized something.

My sweet little angel, was addicted to my bite.