I woke up next to Drake. He looked so peaceful sleeping. I put my head to rest on my hand to watch him sleep. He looked like a god, wrapped up in the white sheets.
"Didn't your mother tell you it wasn't nice to stare?" I let out a small yelp when I heard Drake ask me that.
"I didn't know you were awake," I blushed. Drake open his eyes, his blue mixing with my hazel. He just looked at me. There was an emotion there that I couldn't quite describe.
"You are so beautiful. I lived so long, seen so many things, breath taking things, and you make all of them look like dirt." He said sweetly.
I felt my breath ketch in the throat, shocked by what he said. I suddenly realised that I probably looked like a monster that had crawled up from hell to look at the earth for the first time. I jump up from my bed, only to be gently pulled back down by my wrist.
"Wha..." I was about to asked, but instead was interrupted by Drake kissing me.
He kissed me slowly at first. It was gentle, and showing so many emotions I didn't even know was possible to feel at once. Then it became rougher, and his hand roamed and gripped my hair, while I clung to the back of his shirt.
He rolled me over on my back, balancing his weight on his elbows, never breaking the kiss. I moaned into his mouth, and we had a battle of the tongues. He won ultimately, exploring ever inch of mouth and devouring me. He suddenly broke the kiss, and traveled down my neck.
"Ugh, Drake..." I whispered, lost in the passion. He kissed my necked, nipped my earlobe, and suck on my sweet spot.
"Oh... That's nice..." I pulled him closer spreading my legs so he could lean in father. His hands inched down to rim of my shirt, sliding his hands up. He held my sides tightly, never going father. I went to go pull off his shirt, but he suddenly stopped me.
"I don't trust myself with you yet. I'm afraid... That if I loose control, I'll do a lot more than just hurt you." I nodded in acceptance, knowing he was just doing what he felt was right. I laid my head on his chest, breathing in his sent. He smelled like a library. Like the really old libraries that you walk in and just feel at home. He also had a hint of honey and iron. Like blood.
Drake suddenly stood up from the bed, almost making me fall off. "Come. I have a day planned for us."
I raised an eyebrow at him, questioning him. "And what makes you think I'm going to come with you?" I asked him jokingly.
He gave me a pouting a face. "Please. I've thought about this day since I met you, and I wanted it to special." He insisted. I laughed at him, finding it funny how I made the King of Vampires plead to me.
He growled at me, and jumped on top of me, making me fall back on the white sheets. "Or... We could always stay here... And do other things." He said seductively and so lowly I almost doubted he said it at all. I gulped, looking wide eyed at him. He started to laughed, and rolled over on side, falling off the bed.
We were soon laughing at each other and our own stupidity. I rolled over and fell on to of Drake. He stopped laughing, and looked me deep in the eyes. He kissed me. It was soft and caring, making sure not to hurt me. He broke the kiss, and told me to get up. I did as he said, and got off him.
Drake got up, walked to my dresser, and started to pick out some of my clothes.
"Um, what are you doing?" I asked, completely confused as to why Drake was messing with my clothes.
"We are going somewhere special tonight. I want you to wear something to match appropriately. But I also want you to absolutely ravashing that I may have a hard time keeping my hands to myself." He smirked at the last part. He closed my dresser drawer, and open my closet. "Ah, here it is." He whispered to myself. He pulled out a red silk dress. It was a low cut in the front, an open back, and it cut open in the left leg.
"Blood red. How ironic. To be honest, I don't even remember buying this."
Drake nodded, explaining that he bought it for while we weren't talking, and snuck into my room and put it in my closets, hoping for me to find it.
"How did you know my size?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. A magician never reveals his secrets. Now, please get ready. I will be here at 7:30." With that, he kissed my cheek, and left the room.
I sighed, missing Drake already, but excited for whatever was to come. I went into the bathroom, and turned on the shower.
I'M SO SORRY THAT TOOK SO LONG TO UPDATE! School got really busy with all the finals and the ITBS test. I finally got time to update today... And I'm not going to lie, this was a shitty chapter. I was just trying to update, not caring about how good it was. I'm sorry. I also apologies for how short it is. I promise to try to make the next one (or second next one, because I kind of have an idea for the next chapter that won't be that long) to be longer! And better! Anywho... What do you think Drake had planned? What do you think is going to happen? Leave in the comments what you think is going to happen.
Also, any request or ideas are welcomed! Let me know what you guys think so far, feedback is the best!
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Blade: Trinity (a dracula love story)Fanfiction
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