You woke up when someone threw a bucket of cold water in your face. You coughed a little and rubbed your eyes, sitting up and blinking rapidly. Your vision was blurry, but that didn't stop you from trying to get up.
You only managed three steps before you felt a tug on your ankle. Looking down, you realized that you were chained to the wall. Oh no
"What the-"
"Sleeping beauty decided to wake up" you heard a voice behind you.
You turned to find a pair of blue eyes staring at you from the corner of the small room. It took you a few seconds to remember who this beautiful woman was. Agatha Harkenss. A vampiress. Gasping when you remembered everything. You quickly touched your neck, where her fangs had stuck.
"You-why am I not dead?" you asked confused.
"Because I didn't kill you" she replied simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Why?" you insisted
The woman shrugged and walked over to you, making you gasp again and take a step back. She smirked and kept moving until she pinned you against the wall.
"What's up love? A week ago you weren't scared of me" she chuckled.
"Where am i?" you asked, trying to hide your blush when she licked her lower lip, staring at you hungrily.
"Your new home" she said, placing a hand on your waist
"H-home?" you gasped, then something clicked "Wait, a week ago?" you whispered
"Oh, yes" She smiled. For a moment, she looked actually happy, as if she was proud of herself "You've been with me for a week, love"
You blinked when you noticed the way she said it. She could have said that you were there for a week, that you were in that place for a week. But no, she said with me. For some reason, it made your heart jump a little.
"Why?" you asked again "Why did you take me? Why didn't you kill me?" you asked again
Agatha blinked and you swore you saw sadness in her eyes. It was just a quick glimpse, but it was there. She looked as if you hurted her with your question and you wished you could take it back.
"You wanted me to kill you, sweetheart?" she asked and ran a finger on your neck.
"...no" you whispered, too focused on the feel of her finger against your skin.
She smirked and pulled your head closer to hers. Her lips brushed against yours and you gasped. Memories of the kiss you shared back at your house came to your mind. You wanted to kiss her again, you wanted it so bad, but you couldn't risk it like that, not when she gave you a chance to live. Maybe trapped and chained, but alive.
"Then, I think you owe me for not doing it, don't you think?" she asked and locked eyes with you.
You gulped. Lord, you loved those eyes, it was easy to get lost in them. She arched an eyebrow, still expecting an answer and you just nodded, not able to say anything. The vampiress smiled (was that relief?) and pressed her body against yours, making you gasp again.
"And what are you going to give me then?" she asked.
"What do you want?"
The woman blinked, not expecting you to answer that quickly. You were really something fascinating for her, and she wanted you. But she wouldn't say it. It was against rules to have humans like this. Humans were food, and that was all. But she had been alone for almost 300 years and you were the only one, mortal or not, that didn't seem to be afraid of her. No, you looked at her as if she was something beautiful. And she craved for that.
"What can you offer?" she whispered.
You noticed how her eyes kept staring at the chain on your ankle and the way her hand held your waist. As if she was afraid of you to escape, well, try to escape. As if she didn't want you to. And maybe, you didn't want to either.
You thought about it for a moment. You didn't have any family, you didn't have any friends (real ones, at least), you didn't even have any pets. Who was going to miss you? The thought hurted you, but you knew it was the truth. You have been alone for a long time now, maybe it would be good to have some company. Even if said company could kill you at any second.
But the question was, would a vampire even want a mortal's company? For the way Agatha kept staring at your lips, you prayed thought it was the case.
"What do you want?" you asked again.
You felt brave enough to place your hands on her hips, which made her shiver. Agatha looked down, focused on the way your hands fit so perfectly on her hips. As if they had always belonged there. She locked eyes with you again, brushing her lips with yours.
"You"
You didn't know if she said it or if you heard it on the back of your mind, but it didn't matter. You knew you'd give her anything she asked for.
"Then I'm yours" you whispered.
Agatha gasped. You surely didn't know what that implied. You surely weren't aware what she was actually asking for. You- Oh! But you did. You understood perfectly. And you accepted it.
You smiled and kissed her softly, not knowing if she'd want it. But a second later, your back hit the stone wall and Agatha was kissing you roughly, internally thanking you for wanting to stay (not that you could run away with that chain on your ankle, but that was something she'll fix later).
When you wrapped your arms around her neck to pull her even closer, the vampiress knew you were saying the truth.
You were hers.
