On my knees

She was the one who actually listened to her voice of reason, wasn’t she? The vampire struggled with that a bit more. She had asked for everything he had and he wouldn’t hesitate to give it to her. In a situation like this one though, he was smart enough to kind of ask her for permission. Even though it was clear she wanted this as badly as he did, he gave her one last chance to change her mind. To opt out of this because it would be best for her. They didn’t know what the day would bring. She had planned on just sitting on her throne and speak to her people about the events of the day before. But all that could change within seconds. She needed her rest. Even though she was healed, she was still recovering too. So he gave her the opportunity to stop this if she wanted to.

“I’ll rest after,” Was her answer. Mort chuckled softly. It was not the answer he had expected, but surely the one he had wanted to hear. He would take it easy though. It was important not to forget she was still hurt. He pushed himself up a bit, placing his knees on each side of her hips. Then he picked up where he had left of, exploring the smooth curves of her body as he went down more. Every now and then, he encountered one of her scars. Unbothered by it, he kissed those as well. The trail he left on her skin wouldn’t leave visible marks, only temporary redness where he had applied a bit more pressure.

If they got caught now, they would be in so much trouble. He couldn’t even imagine. Sure there would be a horrible punishment for treating the Commander like this. But did he care? At the moment, no. He wanted to be with her, in every way possible. Give her everything he had, just like she had asked. There were no second thoughts, no hesitation. Not anymore. She clearly had chosen him this time. And he would not disappoint her. He would prove that he was worth it. Even if it meant risking getting caught.

The vampire wasted no more time. He was not in a hurry though. He was certainly more gentle than he had been two nights ago too. Still, she was reacting to his touch like she always did. The raised pace of her heart made him smile again. How could he not? It only fueled his desire for her more. When he finally reached her hipbone, he nipped at her skin a bit harder. His hands eagerly found their way to her sides. Avoiding the area of her body that had been hurt, of course. It only meant he reached the place to be a bit sooner. His gaze met hers as he started removing the last barrier that was holding him back from giving her exactly what she wanted.

Everything he had. All hers and only hers.

Impressive. She was actually sleeping. Not in the same way she had been resting during the past few hours of the night. This time she was not tossing and turning like she had earlier. With his arms around her, he tried to focus on her breathing. Along with whatever else that could distract him from her heartbeat. The physical effort had tired him out as well, but he couldn’t just sleep to regain his energy. He would need blood. Soon. He felt different than a few hours ago. Now his throat was starting to hurt. An ache that wasn’t all too bad, but not pleasant either. The monster was trying to focus on her heartbeat, but he refused to comply to that instinct.

When that heartbeat started raising, he swallowed hard to get rid of the feeling. Not that it actually helped, but it was the thought that counted right? Now that she was kind of awake again, he pulled her closer unannounced, pressing his body against hers to enjoy her warmth again. The vampire kept quiet though, giving her the time to wake up at her own pace.

The short moment in between her waking up and her being actually awake was one of his favourite moments. It was pure, innocent. Unbothered by her rank, for just a few seconds. It was in those seconds he felt like she was closest to who she had been before she became Commander. Or who she could be if she could leave this all behind. Unfortunately, reality always caught up. From the moment she opened her eyes, he knew the burden of her past was weighing upon her again. “Good morning,” She greeted him after she had blessed him with one of her beautiful smiles. The vampire hummed back, a smile tugging at his lips as well. ”Good morning”, He replied, as cheerful as he could bring himself up to be.

This time, he was the one that wanted to stay in bed all day. He didn’t feel like he was ready to go out there. Dealing with her heartbeat was somewhat of a challenge. Outside there would be more people, more temptation. But he knew as well he wouldn’t be able to convince her to stay inside. Not at all. So he would go with her, of course. ”Are you ready for today?” He asked, though he didn’t expect her to say so if she wasn’t. She would pretend she was, for the sake of her duty.

The expression in her eyes contradicted the nod she gave as reply to his question. She explained how she would be fine, thanks to man that had invaded her room earlier that night. He hoped she was right. That she knew what she was doing. Pushing herself too hard would not be good for her, but it was too much to ask for her to keep calm so she could restore her health. ”I’m sure it will. Or something far worse will need to happen. Until then, I think your battle will be the talk of the town”, He tried to cheer her up. Though with a place like this, it seemed like the next disaster was right around the corner.

But yes, the Healer. One of two individuals he had met in a short time that seemed to have the exact same condition as he had.. Yet had the audacity to call him cursed. Of course he had been thinking about it ever since they had met the Warrior. It was an unpleasant feeling he just couldn’t shake. He realised there was only one thing left to do. ”About that,” He started, slowly. He fixed his blue eyes on her. ”I need you to tell me where I can find them. Him or the one we met at the Temple”, He continued. Preferably he would run into the tall blond one first, but either way, it would be a dangerous operation. Though he had questions. Questions only they would be able to answer.

At night, when she had been sleeping, he had time to think. He didn’t really sleep, and even when he rested, he wasn’t in that absent state for as long as she was sleeping. So naturally, his thoughts had wandered to the Warrior more than he would like to admit. Now, with the encounter of a second Guardian, his determination had only gotten stronger. He needed to speak to them. He needed answers. Lexa herself had made clear she wasn’t aware of certain information he wanted. Her reaction to his question back at the Temple of Light was hard to misinterpret. It had made her slightly angry as well, so he had concluded she was not the right person to question further on the matter. Then there were only a few options left, weren’t there?

She refused. Of course. She disagreed with his plans, pretty strongly even. A soft chuckle sounded when she mentioned the Warrior. ”I mean, yes, I’ve seen how she was. I’m scared of her. Of him too”, He replied, referring to the Healer. He dropped his gaze down for a second. ”Don’t you think though, if they wanted to hurt me, they would have done so by now?” He reasoned. The Warrior had had the chance. It was pretty hard to kill a vampire, but he was sure she knew a couple of ways to make him suffer. For some reason though, he trusted his own skills to make the conversation he wanted to have go by peacefully.

Convincing her wouldn’t be easy. Especially because he knew he would have to go up there alone. He had expected her to be protective of him. It was no secret he was not really capable of taking care of himself in an environment like this one. He had never held a weapon. Fair, he had been trained by his sire in close combat, but the Warrior had surprised him nonetheless. It wasn’t the best first impression Lexa had gotten from his skills. He was pretty sure he wouldn’t even have the time to use them, honestly. Perhaps if he was prepared. This time the element of surprise was gone, at least. If it would be enough, was another uncertainty.

“Give me one good reason,” She said after a short silence, giving him one more chance. Mort bit his tongue softly, while he observed her expression. ”First of all, don’t look at me like that”, He mentioned with a soft amused tone. ”I have questions I don’t think you can answer”, He then explained. Questions he didn’t even dare to ask her. Probably questions he shouldn’t ask them either. But curiosity was hard to get rid of. Besides.. He hoped it would give him some kind of insight on himself and his situation.