Immortal Desire

The earthy scent of a furnished wooden chair mixed with the stingy smell of blood pervaded the entire place. The windows were closed, no holes to peep in from outside to see what was happening. Under the dim light coming from the torches placed on the corners of the room, a silhouette of a lady, tying someone else on the chair, could be seen.

"Done!" Latina heaved a sigh after the 'cleaning' she made. She blew the fires in the room and secured the door.

The youthful lady whistled as she felt the concrete wall in the corridor with her fingers while banging her head from left to right. She raised her arms to a circle in front of her chest and spun around when she came into the living room.

Looking around, a sigh of relief escaped her mouth. "I broke nothing, did I?" she asked herself. "I guess I didn't."

With a contented grin on her face, she strode to the kitchen. "What a noxious smell," she spat as she got rid of her gloves, thrusting it inside the bin. Latina poured the lukewarm water into a bowl to rinse off the bloodstains on her face.

"Damn!" she cursed under her breath when she realized how the water turned crimson.

'Red! Everything's glowing!'

"SHUT UP!" Latina yelled when her subconscious reminded her of the paint she detests.

"Sweetheart?"

Latina's body shuddered in glee upon hearing the familiar tone. She fixed her hair before turning around. "Welcome back, Sebastian," she greeted in a hoarse voice.

The man she called 'Sebastian' smirked before patting her on the head. "Were you a good girl?"

Latina tried not to look elsewhere or else she'll be punished. 'You were a 'good girl', you 'tidied' the mansion.' Latina smiled, agreeing with what her subconscious said. "Hmm. Will you reward me?" She tiptoed with an expectant look in her eyes.

Latina pulled the man's nape to draw his face closer to hers. "I've been waiting for you the whole day," she mumbled in his ears. She closed her eyes when she felt his grip on her waist. The color of her world went brighter, all praise to the man in front of her. Latina couldn't delay any longer, without wasting her time, she yanked him for a peck.

"You smell wonderful," Sebastian said in between kisses.

"Ah!" Latina yelped when Sebastian grabbed her bosom. "I still have my dress on," she purred.

"Not a problem," Sebastian muttered and brought her to their chamber.

The place was dim, but Latina could see colors diving inside her head. Hues that only Sebastian could show her. The blue sky came out when she rolled her eyes, and he disrobed her, his bare hand stroking her skin, causing the sky bluer than ever. She chuckled when her back landed on the fluffy cotton bed. It was like when she curled in the garden of full-bloom lavenders and violets. Her mouth opened slightly as she watched him strip on his own. She closed her eyes when he went on top of her, and there she discovered yellow lanterns.

The pressure applied by his weight turned the lanterns to gold. Latina moaned when she opened her eyes, then a grassy field appeared before her, the exact moment when Sebastian licked her nude frame. She could yearn for the field to be plowed soon.

Latina chewed her lips as Sebastian continued to fondle her skin with his tongue. The sensation reminded her of oranges in the orchard, a little sweet and sour.

"Oh, sweetheart, I know what you want." Latina rolled her eyes at what he stated. He was teasing her and she hated it.

"Will you give it to me?" she asked most hotly. She groped his ass to make it more convincing.

The action made Sebastian groan for a moment. Shortly after, his lips settled on her nipple.

Latina smiled, she knew that she'll have what she craved. He sucked her nipples. She gasped for air when the excitement spread on her skin.

After a minute of sucking Latina's bud, Sebastian brought his palm to the south, just like an expert hunter, his fingers secured its prey, pampering it. He doesn't allow her to moan in celebration, his tongue plunged inside her mouth, and she couldn't protest, not that she's planning to.

"Uh!" Latina could not breathe but Sebastian won't let go of her lips, not still. The colors shone altogether,overwhelming the poor Latina. She couldn't move her hands or her legs. The sensation running from down below caused her body to weaken, submitting to the pleasure. But she can't give up though, for the best part is yet to happen.

Latina lifted her hips when Sebastian pushed his finger inside. She bit his lip when he joined another one. It's not like the man hadn't done this to her before, the fact is, the man seemed exceptional to come up with various ways to penetrate her with his capable fingers.

The metallic sip of blood remained on Latina's taste buds. Her eyes widened, it's the peculiar spice that drove her insane. Sebastian, however, had to give up on kissing her for the meantime as his lip stung, giving Latina a chance to get a breather.

'Does it taste all right? Its blood and blood is red. Don't forget about red! It's brighter than other colors!' Latina gritted her teeth when her subconscious cried inside her head.

"No!" Latina yelled, surprising Sebastian who was busy exploring her cave.

"Sweetheart, what's the matter?"

Latina was taken aback. She recognized his voice. Although her subconscious wailed like a maniac, she could still hear his speech. Her lover's words were enough to drag her back into reality and neglect what her subconscious says.

"Are you all right?" Sebastian asked while keeping his fingers at work.

Latina smiled, her hand drifted down to fetch the rod, conditioning it with her slender fingers. was the hint, Sebastian removed his fingers and massaged his pet while sighting its target. He peered at Latina's face for a second, laid his palms on his favorite cushions, and launched his rocket.

Latina did the sound effect with her high-pitched moan. Everything burst into tints, her dark world changed once again, colors spread here and there. The hues were shifting as Sebastian clutched her breasts with both hands.

"Not enough," Latina whispered in between whimpers. She felt her legs spreading wider on their own.

Sebastian laughed, "Almost there, sweetheart." He built up his speed, not wanting to fail his belle.

The new pace brought Latina into tears. She could sense it coming, her most awaited color. She closed her eyes as Sebastian's speed went faster. Their harsh breathing engulfed the whole room.

Plum blossom trees grew from nowhere when they both came to their climax at the same moment. Latina opened her eyes to savor the sight, the glow that could never blind her, it was not silver nor black and certainly not very dark. It was her most favorite hue, the most lovely feeling, their pink love.

The antique pendulum clock in the living room struck at midnight. Its melancholic roar echoed in the whole mansion. It may be strange but this sound made the lady of the house curl her body even more on her bed, hoping on an extended trip to dreamland, but that was not the case.

Latina opened her eyes when she felt the cooling breeze brushing her skin. She wandered her hands on the surface, only to find no one. Fear crept inside her understanding she's alone, again, inside the dull room where she had a multicolored world of her own.

"Sebastian?" Latina called, anticipating the man to answer, but, to her fright, no one responded.

Latina draped the blanket on her body before getting up. She glanced at the midnight sky from the window. The stars were shimmering, making the midnight atmosphere bearable for one who feared the dark. It's unlikely for her to look at the sky since Sebastian warned her to remain inside the mansion, claiming it's dangerous outside, and she complied. She couldn't afford to drop his favor, for it means that she'd lose all the magnificent colors he could offer.

She huffed, "What a gloomy world out there." There was a hint of sadness in her tone. She had been living with Sebastian for several months after he found her sprawling on the ground amid the forest.

The man who appeared to live alone in his vast mansion welcomed her in. He never sought her for the reason why she turned up there with cuts and bruises. She didn't recall either. All she knew was her name, Latina.

"Loving the view?"

She almost jumped when a pair of firm arms wrapped around her slim waist, followed by a deep and cold tone of voice. She recognized the culprit. She pouted a bit when she realized that she didn't notice his presence earlier. Latina shook her head as a reply. She was not even enjoying the midnight sky. It made her feel like mourning for something she was not sure of.

Latina flinched when Sebastian began planting kisses on her neck from behind. She swayed her head to the side, allowing him further access. She smiled when the man worshiped her skin. Latina guided her hands to his head, pulling his hair, addressing the sensation he was giving her. She let out a moan when Sebastian's arm enclosed her, dragging her body closer to his.

"Sweetheart, I'm hungry," Sebastian said.

"We haven't had a proper dinner," Latina responded. They haven't had any food yet.

They each fell asleep and later, they both felt starved.

"Ah!" Latina shrieked when Sebastian held her waist to turn her around and pressed her down on the window. Half of her body was sticking outside while her legs wobbled. She gasped when the man leaned over her.

"Isn't this dangerous? We might fall," Latina said. Her fists were gripping tight on the window frame on both sides. The man smirked and removed her grasp.

"Oh!" Latina tried to have a grip once again, but she failed when Sebastian took her wrists above the head, his other hand held the back of her neck.

"Isn't the moon beautiful?" Sebastian asked while peering at the sky. "A meal under the moonlight, how does it sound?"

"Err, if you wish to dine like that, we could set a table outside on the patio." Latina shifted her from the moon to the man's face before her. "Besides, your shining orbs are more fascinating than the moon." Her compliment reached his ears, causing him to smile, a gentle one.

"Sweet," Sebastian muttered. He leaned his face on her neck, closer. He blew, licked, and sank his fangs.

"Hah!" Latina didn't expect the latter action. Her eyes locked on the sky with her mouth cracked. Chill ran down her spine, turning her soul numb from pain. Deeper, Sebastian pierced his fangs harder into her skin.

The slurping noise sounded like music to her ears. Latina didn't realize that she had been ravaged until she saw the moon turned crimson. "S-stop..." a small cry escaped her mouth, pleading. She gathered her strength on her hands to push the man away from her but was ineffective. The man was strong, instead of letting her go, he held her hands more tightly.

"P-please, s-stop."

Latina sobbed, everything around her gradually changed into red. The sky, the moon, and even the air she breathed seemed to be a visible red gas.

She shut her eyes, hoping that the color would fade. This is not the color she wanted. She loathed the red so much, yet, Sebastian, who has shown her beautiful hues, still covered her world crimson.

Despicable.

"STOP!" Latina opened her eyes. A shiny scarlet pair replaced her brown iris.

This time, Sebastian listened to her. He licked the tracks of blood left behind from the holes he pierced on her skin. Laughing, he let go of her hands. He smiled when there was no trace of the wound left on her neck.

"Excellent," he uttered and shifted his gaze on Latina's burning eyes. "Sweetheart, your eyes just changed into balls of glowing flames."

Latina remained silent but shoved the man off her. She glared at him coldly.

"Come on, sweetheart, it's now your turn." Sebastian sat on the bed and tilted his head to the side, revealing his neck.

Latina pinned the man down and just like a ravenous monster, she impaled holes on his skin with her fangs. It wasn't gentle, it was rougher than how Sebastian did. She sucked on his blood and the man stayed calm, enduring the harsh treatment from his beloved.

"Yeah sure, you can have as much as you crave." Sebastian reminded her as she continued to drill several more holes. "Too bad, you'll have to forget about this later."

Latina went on slurping Sebastian's blood. She wished to get rid of the red fluid inside her lover's body. If she had to consume it all to purify him, she'd do it without reluctance. After all, red is sickening and his blood is red.

"Sweetheart," Sebastian called. If he won't stop her now, he'll end up dry. The man heaved a sigh when Latina wouldn't stop. He had no choice but to forcefully push her. He swiftly pinned her down, swapping their position, and sealed her lips with his.

Gently, he moved his lips against hers.

"You're mine," he whispered before casting a spell on her. It didn't take more than a couple of seconds until it worked. Latina slowly closed her eyes. By the time she opens them again, she won't remember any bloody incident that happened.

"You can't run away from me this time," Sebastian whispered and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Now, let me count how much prey she caught today."

Latina's soft breathing could be heard like a melody played in the middle of the night. It was gentle in Sebastian's ears. Nobody would have thought the lady with a frail body could kill someone with her bare hands.

'Her memories might be altered but the pain of being betrayed once must have a deep impression in her heart, lending her strength to protect herself from any harm. Even when she hasn't awakened her true power,' the vampire lord thought to himself. "Come out," he ordered. Two men came out from the shadows, bent their heads in reverence for their master.

"My lord, your humble servants pay their respects," they greeted.

Sebastian turned around and led to the exit. He took a glance at the beauty sleeping on his bed before ushering out of the chamber, accompanied by his servants.

The stench of blood grew stronger as Sebastian approached the room at the end of the corridor. He raised an eyebrow when he found the door sealed.

"So she learned to be cautious of her crimes now," he smiled while shaking his head.

One servant stepped forward and opened the lock with its key, the other was holding a candle.

"Who's the guy?" Sebastian asked. He doesn't recognize the pale face of the person, bound on the chair, lifeless.

He searched for any marks left on the corpse's neck, but there was none.

Sebastian could only see large wounds and cuts all around his body. His skull almost broke into halves. 'She didn't drink his blood,' he thought.

"A traveler. He's not from the empire, must be a wandering hunter who got lost in the woods." Sebastian glared at the servant who just spoke. He couldn't believe his ears.

Someone sneaked inside the empire and almost discovered Latina.

"You let an outsider inside my territory?" He asked. "How many times do I have to tell you? Don't let anyone outside the empire get near her!" His irate voice resounded inside the room.

The servants went on their knees and begged for pity as they explained what happened.

"My lord, have mercy! The fellow was just an ordinary mortal, and he's dead. We won't let this happen again. Please spare our humble lives!"

"I rarely allow second chances, don't disappoint me again or you'll pay with your heads." Sebastian turned his back, ready to leave the room, he ordered, "Bury the remains on the same spot. Don't forget to engrave his number on the tomb."

"Yes, my lord."

Sebastian clenched his fist as he left the room. Three months have passed and there's still no progress at all.

"Sweet Latina, how long will you deny the fact that you're one of us? No, you're more powerful than any of us, unless you consume human blood, that is."

It was only a few minutes before midnight ended. The sky turned darker when clouds gathered around the moon.

"Another hell night with the elders' huh," Sebastian pushed the main door wide open only to be approached by his mate. Despite her pretty face, Sebastian spared no attention to her. Though disheartened, the vampire lord's mate bowed her head in respect.

"Greetings, my lord." The lady said in her charming voice.

"There's no need for you to come and pick me up. I know where the elders live," Sebastian stated coldly.

He refused to wait for the lady's response. Jumping higher than the trees, he remained floating in the air for a while before speeding up. Sebastian headed to his destination, the elders' estate.

"So why did I even bring in a carriage?" Claudia, the lady who was left behind, murmured, asking herself. She rolled her eyes heavenwards and followed the young lord.

In the Vacil Empire, other than the emperor, there was a man known for his riches. Owning almost half of the lands in the whole empire, the emperor granted him the title of a "Duke of Vacil." They treated him with respect wherever he went.

People couldn't raise their heads when talking to him. Some nobles even called him the 'second emperor.' His name may sound great, but that was just in human eyes. In the world of the vampire, he was a mere 'elder', someone who may seem to lead the blood race but still have to listen to what the 'lord' would say.

"Lorenzo!" Sebastian yelled the moment he landed his feet in front of the Duke's mansion. Dozens of servants rushed to the door to open it for their lord. Bowing their heads, they lined up as the lord entered the hall.

"My lord," Lorenzo Arturo, the duke of Vacil, and the head of the vampire elder bowed his head in the presence of Sebastian.

"So you could tell who's the lord," Sebastian grabbed Lorenzo on his neck. "Then why would you send a disgusting woman in front of my door?"

Sebastian buried his nails deeper. Blood oozed out from the elder's neck.

"My lord, have pity!" Claudia who just arrived pleaded while on her knees.

"My lord, have mercy!" The servants joined Claudia and begged altogether.

Lorenzo coughed blood after being thrown a few meters away from where the young lord stood. He bowed his head while muttering his thanks for sparing his life.

"Get changed. Your blood smells disgusting," Sebastian ordered and walked past the elder. Most of the servants followed the lord, waiting for his further orders, some remained to assist the elder.

Lorenzo had no choice but to move as swiftly as he could while changing. It was rather quick to finish within a minute, he also managed to reach the grand hall where they'll be discussing their agenda. He doesn't want to displease the lord any longer, the fact that his plan of sending to be noticed by the lord has failed. He needed support from the other elders.

"Greetings to the magnificent lord of the blood race," the elders said in chorus.

Sebastian, who paid no heed to their repetitive greetings, in which he's started to get annoyed, sat on the seat prepared for him.

"TALK," he ordered in his monotone voice.

The three elders stared at each other, after what happened to Lorenzo, the other two were hesitant to even start a discussion.

"My lord," Landro, one of the elders and the head of the Lachouves started, "The beast tribe usurped the cities outside the empire. Time is running, and the king has not been born yet."

Sebastian sneered, "And so?"

"We beg you to let Claudia conceive your child."