Who I am

The vampire could listen to her soft breathing and tranquil heartbeat all night. He had his eyes closed, but it only looked like he was sleeping. He was well aware of her next to him, sleeping quietly. Her warmth, her scent, when she slightly moved in her sleep. It was peaceful, and for once, his mind was silent too. No racing thoughts, just rest. He had needed this, more than he had realised when they had started it.

When the morning came, the room slowly lit up. The shadow of the mountain prevented the sun to come in through the window, but eventually it wasn’t as dim as before anymore. Mort opened his eyes, looking down on Lexa as she had fell asleep like last time. He stayed perfectly motionless, so he wouldn’t wake her. It didn’t bother him at all. He didn’t have to move his muscles necessarily. A smile settled around his lips. It didn’t happen often but he knew that he was truly happy.

&Lexa

Spending the night next to her was the closest thing he would ever get to having a normal night. At least he didn’t need to rely on a fire to keep him slightly warm. It was one of the things he struggled with as well. Being cold all the time, without actually feeling it himself. It was only where she touched him, he could feel the absence of warmth in his own body. Aside from the heat she caused with her touch, that was. It was different though. Edmund hadn’t warned him for it, but he was glad he had discovered this by himself. That despite his missing heartbeat, he could still feel a fire where it was supposed to be.

Speaking of heartbeats, he could hear hers raise slowly, giving away she was waking up. A soft moan and deep sigh followed, and she moved a little bit. It was his cue to reposition himself as well. He softly rubbed her back, but kept quiet, giving her time to wake up at her own pace.

As soon as he moved, she slowly opened her eyes. Their gaze met, hers still sleepy. It was adorable. His chest was rising and falling as he inhaled, to softly chuckle when the realisation settled in. As if he hadn’t had all night to think about it. They were a mess, but it didn’t matter. “Morning,” She said, while drawing little trails of warmth across his bare chest. ”Morning”, He whispered back. She looked like she was about to ask something, and he could guess what it was, as she didn’t say anything on second thought. So he answered slightly different. ”My night was perfect”, He said, amusement in his voice. ”How did you sleep?” He then asked curiously. He hadn’t noticed any disturbances in her sleep, so he guessed she had had a good rest too.

When he said his night had been perfect, he meant all of it. His eye caught the obvious mark of how much he had enjoyed himself. Right above her collarbone he spotted a slightly purple bruise. His free hand softly trailed along the edges. A love bite she would have to conceal if she wanted to go back to her village at some point. Hopefully not too soon though. She snuggled up against his shoulder, eyes closed again. “Better than I have in ages,” She replied softly to his question. He hummed, pleased with her answer. ”Good”, He reacted. After that, he softly hushed her. Paw steps were audible on the stairs, but this time he wasn’t too alerted. ”Your cat wants breakfast”, He chuckled amused. He could hear his tummy roar, even through the closed door. If it hadn't been for the fact he was an actual predator, it could almost be cute.

It appeared that she was not too motivated to get up and feed her pet. At all. The little complaint coming from her, made him laugh softly. “Me too,” She said with a sigh. Right. Humans. They ate a lot more than vampires. With one session he could function for a couple of days. Luckily. It would be way harder if he had to feed three times a day as well. “But…” She continued, sighing dramatically. He felt the same. He didn’t want to leave this bed, knowing he would lose Lexa for a while again, as she would need to be the Commander again. So he decided to enjoy it for one last moment. He pushed himself up a bit, meeting her gaze. He placed his hand on her throat lightly, pressing a gentle kiss on her lips.

After that, he slowly pulled back, looking at her with an amused expression in his eyes. ”There’s one more where that came from if you manage to get out of bed”, He said with a cheeky smirk around his lips. If that wasn’t motivating her, he didn’t know what would.

Thanks to their long conversations, he had quickly figured out when the time was right to show his affection. No one would ever catch him kiss the Commander. But in here, she was still Lexa. So he didn’t hold back. She didn’t protest a bit. If it would work to get her out of bed, was still a mystery. After he pulled back, she let herself fall back into the pillows again. It was silent for a moment, after which a muffled ‘fine’ came from the pillow. A satisfied smirk popped up around his lips. She got up, and he folded his hands behind his head to watch her. When she turned her back towards him, he could see the light red trail of scratch marks.

The vampire held back amused laughter. It was best if he didn’t mention it, right? Blue eyes followed every move as she collected her clothing, that was spread around the room. Eventually he started doing the same. ”So, what do you actually want for breakfast anyway?” He asked, curiously. When he picked up his shirt where he had left it the night before, he noticed how his scent was now obviously mixed with hers. If it were his enhanced senses or not, he didn’t know. But it gave him a thrill, again, knowing she would probably also smell like him.

Whatever she could find outside. She wanted to go on a hunt. Was he the only one who saw the irony in that? Mort pulled his hand through his hair quickly, in an attempt to style it a bit. He didn’t usually have a just out of bed look, as he never really slept anyways. When he was done, he put on his shirt and focused on her when she said he could stay here if he wanted to. ”Are you kidding?” He chuckled. ”I would love to see you hunt”, He continued. It was yet another side of her he had not seen, and he was pretty curious. She was an amazingly skilled fighter, he wondered if she was just as good at hunting or not. Besides, she wouldn’t need to worry about him making too much noise. Out there, he was probably the top predator anyway, so if he could not sneak up on some little deer he would make a fool out of himself. He wasn't planning on interfering either. No, it would be much more fun if he could see her struggle for a bit.

”I will judge on that”, He said, his head tilted slightly to the left. He had just spent his whole night next to her while she was sleeping. Whatever she was doing, he loved observing her. ”Bonding with your pet. Sure”, He then chuckled. In the daylight he would seem less scary for sure. Mort bent forward a bit when she came closer, giving her the reward he had promised when she came to claim it.

After that, he watched her open the door. The mountain lion immediately came inside, putting his paws on her to support himself while he sniffed her scent. Oh he knew. When he was pushed down, he walked towards him, a soft growl sounding from his chest. Not aggressive, but a warning. ”She’s not hurt, I promise”, He murmured to the animal while he stretched out his hand so he could take in his scent as well. See? They were already bonding.