𝚂𝙰𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙵𝙸𝙲𝙴 ~ 𝙹𝙹𝙺

8

☽S̵̙͕̀̃Ḛͭ̉̇͟L̸̖̽̌͂A̷͙ͭͫ̕Hͥ̽ͣ̃̔☽

☾ "You look lost."
Choso had appeared behind me in the halls, I straightened at his fingers gliding down my back, he was being mischievous...
"I hadn't seen you in a bit-"
I was going to face him, but he tugged me by my obi belt backwards into his chest, I crane my head back to look up into his face.
I felt a bit nervous around him...ever since he said he wanted me...
"You missed me?"
He looked down at me though with the most innocent and adorable surprise, and my nerves washed away at his softness.
He was just a big baby.
"Of course..."
I turned in his arms, his breath hitched when I reached my hands up to cup his face. I saw his eyes flit from mine to my lips...he was reading this whole interaction wrong.
Though...If we were behind closed doors...
"I need to know a few things Choso. Have time to talk?"

"I always have time for you. Come."
He pulls me towards his wing without hesitation, I trip a few times with his unintentional rough leadership.
He thinks something more will come from this...
Depending on what he wants...maybe I will give it?
I will most likely be his thrall anyway by the end of these two years, what is the harm in maybe a kiss?
Shrine maidens purity comes from virginity and no blood being drawn by a vampire before after all...
and...Choso was very attractive...I don't think I could say no.
"Are you staying with me tonight?"
"If you will have me."
He looked at me happily, as soon as we got to his wing, he dropped my hand and hurried off somewhere, I glance around the space seeming to only be occupied by him.
Does he have no fledglings?
He must get lonely...
No wonder he is so set on having me as his thrall.
If history serves me right, Choso should be about 600 years old. Gojo is 400. Geto is 1000, Sukuna is 950, and Nanami is 800.
I wonder why they were all incarcerated within the same 1000 years..?

"Here, I wasn't going to give it to you for a few more weeks, but I cannot keep seeing you wear the same kimono everyday."
He laughed as he presented me a box, I sat on my knees before him as I accepted his gift, opening the box on the mat in front of me.
Three kimonos sat folded neatly, each with red and gold detailing on their black fabric, jewelry to match each sat in smaller boxes, my heart squeezed thinking about the price.
"Am I allowed to wear a black kimono and such expensive jewelry? Everyone understands I am favored, I get it is no secret...but...this feels...wrong?"
"You can wear anything we gift you, if it is from us there are no issues."
I just nod, pulling one of the kimonos from the box. A red fox outlined in silk thread on the back. The obi that goes with this particular one was red as well.
"Thank you for these Choso. How can I repay you? I am sure these cost quite the sum."
"I don't want you to repay me. I give you these things because I selfishly want to. Red is my color. I cover you in my symbols. I am staking my claim over you in the only way I can...for now."
I knew all too well I was blushing. My eyes batting up at him slowly as he spoke.
He looked dangerously greedy.
If he was not under Geto...I am sure I would have been his the day I came here.
Everything just seems to cond back down to Geto having the most 'power' though...

"You wanted to talk to me, what is on your mind?"
He sat in front of me, his hands reaching for the kimono in my loose grip, he took it and placed it back into the box between us.
"You and Geto...and Lord Kenjaku...vampire politics really."
"You never have to worry over any of that."
His voice was warm and his eyes soft.
"I want to...and I do worry. Sukuna is hated by everyone, you are under Geto, Geto killed Lord Kenjaku to save you-"
I see a flash of surprise hit his features just long enough for ne to notice. He relaxed again quickly though, chuckling, shaking his head slow.
"Kenjaku's death is easy to search as well as the reasons because it was so recent. within the past 500 years. I want you to research yourself and then come to me with questions. I will answer you anything then."
"Im sorry if this is a sensitive subject."
I felt disappointed that I even pried in the first place. Everything can be answered by books...but I craved the intimacy of speaking to a primary source.
"Never apologize for wanting to learn. You know you will stand by one of our sides for the rest of eternity, you think you need to know everything now. Remember you have eternity to learn."
I watched him lean over the box...his right hand brushing back my curtain bangs and pressing his lips to my forehead.
My heart raced as his hand slid from my forehead to my left cheek, his face close to mine as his lips left my forehead...
His eyes focused down on my lips.
I could feel the tension pooling around us.
"You wont tell anyone?"
He whispered...I just nod, my eyelids fluttered shut on their own,
And his lips brushed mine delicately...as if he too was unsure.
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☾ We kissed...slow, careful. Choso was amazing as expected from a vampire with hundreds of years of experience...I felt a bit insecure at that thought.
When he drew back, his lips quivered a bit, his eyes still focused on my own lips, as though he didn't want to stop, but he had to.
"Im sorry..."
He looked guilty?
I tilt my head, worried at his change in demeanor.
"Why are you sorry? I wanted to just as much as you did."
"Im tainting you."
He pulled his hand back and stood up quickly, his eyes were wide in distress.
Am I physically showing something on my face to tell everyone we kissed?
"Choso calm down-"
"You should go...We cant be alone together."
He started towards the door.
"Stop."
I demanded.
And he obeyed.
He stood still, he looked back at me with those wide bewildered eyes.

I stood and made my way to him, he backed up, his back pressing against the wall.
"Selah-"
"Do you regret what just happened?"
I ask.
And he froze.
Then he relaxed.
"No. I would never."
"Are you afraid you will want more."
"I already do want more. That's why we shouldn't be here...alone together."
I understood. He was still a man after all. His desire shows through his clothes...
"Do thralls...do they satisfy their master?"
"In every way. Yes."
I nod, stepping back from him, he sighed, his muscles relaxed at our space.
"About the choosing...can a thrall have multiple masters?"
His eyebrows rose, but he was silent in thought.
"It could be possible. That is a Geto or Nanami question. Maybe even Sukuna could know. Why?"
"I am just worried I may have my hands full with you all."

It was a genuine concern. If a thrall could have multiple masters. All with the same demands, wants, needs...this would prove to be an exhausting eternity.
Choso studied me, I glanced away from him feeling my embarrassment grow as I thought about the ever growing duties of a thrall.
Finally though, he took my face in those large hands of his, pulling me up for one last kiss.
A possessive and intimate one.
His tongue clashing with mine.
At times it felt as if I was the master. Choso listened well to me. He does as I say when it should be the opposite...
"You will be mine alone. I don't share."
He grumbled, his face aflame with irritation.
The mere thought of me with one of the other masters made him fester.
"Choso...I spoke to Sukuna about this thing you all feel towards me. He said he hates feeling these emotions towards me, do you hate it too?"
"That is a stupid question..."
He narrowed his eyes at me, and for a few moments I thought he would say that he too hated feeling so smitten towards me...
"I understand if you do-"

"No. I like feeling this way towards you. I haven't felt this way over anyone in over 600 years...I have no fledglings as you could have told already. I have no one, not even Geto. When you came along all these emotions flit into my stilled heart. So many feelings I was overwhelmed. I'm sorry for always pushing myself onto you but you are the first thing I have wanted in years."
He spoke with true feelings, his thumbs strummed my cheeks, his eyes watched mine for any sign I may not like what he does or says.
My hands move to hold his on my face, my stomach fluttering,
"I want to understand this connection. All vampires seem to have it towards me, I can't be the only one..."
"I believe I would still choose you without this feeling pulling at my chest."
I shake my head in disagreement.
"The other girls told me you paid no mind to them, and they are all beautiful, inside and out."
"I know every girl here by name. I know their origins, their family, their skills and hobbies. I have been trying to find someone, connection or not to at least keep me company, trust me when I say that if you had been just ordinary...you would still interest me. You are different from the others. You are full of devotion and strive to help others succeed with you. I would see that, and selfishly want it all for myself."
He leaned down again. We kissed slowly, silently, he moved us with grace so that I was pressed against the door, I gasp at the cold wood hitting my kimono that had begun slipping off my shoulders...

"Choso..."
"If Geto-or anyone gets in my way...I will burn this temple in your name. I will take you as my own as the walls go up in flames. We will be one in front of all under the blood moon."
He was possessive.
His mouth aggressive against mine.
I gripped his thick black hair, it was down for once, it framed his face perfectly...
"Choso-"
The door slid open behind me, and I fell back onto the floor with Choso above me. We were breathing hard, our faces red, our skin hot...
I look up past Choso's now bewildered face to see Megumi there with a face just as flushed, his hands trembling as he held a tray of food for me...
Choso looked up too as he pulled us up, he took the tray and Megumi and dropped him into the room, I shut the door behind us after glancing around the hall to ensure no one else saw...
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