"I'm not having sex with you outside. And we need to see the landlord," He reminded her, even as he kissed her neck, leaving a series of hickeys that immediately healed and faded.
"Mmmm, but I'm so ready for it," she said. She nipped his jawline, planting two little fang marks there. "You promised me."
"I promised tonight. It's barely past sunset. We have all evening—and all the errands are taken care of. I won't be going anywhere tomorrow until my shift in the afternoon.
Let's take care of this apartment business and then…I'll take care of the rest."
"I want you," she whispered, rubbing and smearing her whole face against his cheek.
"I want you I want you I want you—I would kill anyone for you. Anyone at all, I swear it."
Alaric chuckled quietly. "You'd kill anyone for no reason at all."
"I'd kill myself for you," she said. "I'd die."
Those words were full of potential that no longer had any appeal to Alaric. He no more wanted her dead than he wanted her gone.
She was his Dira, for better or worse, and with this kiss, the last part of the monster
slayer that wanted her defeated and slain was gone. In a way—she'd won.
With her immense appeal, she'd murdered the dutiful Voss in him.Gone was the little boy driven to succeed, to fulfill his family's legacy. All that remained was Laric—Dira's lover.
"I want you too," he said, a powerful admission that made him shiver as he spoke the blasphemous words.
"You are my greatest failure as a monster hunter and my greatest success as a man."
"I'm just…I'm jus' gonna do what I want to you," she whimpered, fumbling for his belt.
"Please forgive me later."
He grabbed her hand, startled by her lack of concern for his cooperation.
"What? No. Hang on. Stop that."
"Forgive me after you cum inside me."
"We're outside!" he grunted. "There's an old man looking at us now, glaring in disgust!"
"Let him watch. Let the world witness the beautiful moment that your cock slips inside me. I love you so much. Since I saw you in my castle, I wanted this. I needed this—I didn't know it back then, but I always needed
it. I need you, Laric."
"Let's get the fucking condo, and then we can do this. Deal?"
His unsheathed cock was already being pumped by her hand. He could feel his tip pressed against her tight, disastrously soaked entrance.
His own self-control astounded him in that moment as he refused her.
"But baby, my pussy's right here," she whined. "Let me stick it inside or I'll bite you harder."
"You'd be biting yourself," he commented, poking at the spot on her own chin where two fang marks had appeared, mirroring the place where she'd nipped him moments before.
"I'm taking over." He managed to set her leg
down on the ground and tuck his cock back inside his work pants.
Vladira's eyes welled up with red tears.
"Why do you hate me?"
"Come on," he said, taking her hand. "Let's take care of one thing before taking care of the next, alright?"
She wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her hoodie and nodded, clinging to his arm.
As they waited at the crosswalk, two college-aged women looked their way, probably glaring at the blood streaming down Vladira's face, but she didn't take it that way.
"They're staring at me," she whispered to Alaric. "They crave you because they know you rejected me."
"Fairly certain you're misinterpreting," he murmured.
Vladira cleared her throat and daringly called out the two girls. "Hey, you! Sluts!"
Their eyes widened in shock. "How fucking dare you—"
"Walk into traffic and die," She hissed, her voice reverberating with the magic embedded in her command.
Without another word, the two girls stepped into the road and were promptly hit by a truck, scattering gore everywhere.
Other cars skidded to a halt, one that had been tail-gating the truck rear-ended it.
Horns honked, people screamed, drivers got out of their cars, and everyone else waiting at the light for their crosswalk scattered in different directions.
Alaric's eyes widened as the scene unfolded too fast for him to react at first. "Dira!" he said when he realized what had happened, his voice struck between confusion and anger.
"That was uncalled for! What are you doing?!"
She tossed him puppy dog eyes and jutted out her lip. "But I feel better now," she told him sweetly.
"They're just two dumb mortals, Laric. They don't really matter more than me, do they?"
Alaric frowned at the question.
"No, of course not, but that's not the point! All human life is sacred," he grumbled Then he gestured at the light.
"It's green now, let's go. Never again, Dira."
Vladira cooed happily, wrapping her arms around his waist as he placed one around her back. "You still love me, don't you?"
"Don't get us caught. You can't keep killing people like this, even if it looks like an accident. For one thing—murder is wrong.
I don't care if you're a bloodsucking demon of Hell, that's a universal constant. If you
want us to live happily ever after with no friction between us…one day you'll need to accept that."
"One day," she giggled. "But not today. Today I'm only accepting one thing."
"And what's that?"
"Your you-know-what in my you-know-where."
Alaric sighed but nodded in approval anyway.
They finally made their way to the apartment building, walked inside, and headed up the stairs. Alaric knocked on the door, but not before spit-wiping the last vestiges of Dira's bloody tears off her face.
The door opened. The apartment wasn't much to look at, but it had clearly been dusted, wiped down, and vacuumed since Alaric saw it earlier in the day.
Steve-O stood there, adjusted his glasses, and made a big, sweeping gesture to usher them inside.
"Well Hello, there, little lady," he said in a rather cringey way.
"Lucky man your boyfriend is. I'm Steve-O, nice to meet you."
They shook hands.
She grinned at Steve-O in return. "Believe me, I'm the lucky one, Mister O."
Steve-O looked like he was considering correcting her, but thought better of it in the end. "Mister O it is," he chuckled. "Well, it's not much, but if you follow me—"
"We'll take it," she said, without even looking around. The landlord almost jumped in surprise at the forceful proclamation.
"Wow. That quick, huh?"
"Not quite that quick," she said. "Look into my eyes, Mister O."