Taming the Vampire

SIDE STORY THIRTEEN

A X E L

I was so sure when Miller asked me for the last time if I could do it. What's there to be afraid of anyway? I've had his finger inside me countless times. I am basically shameless now. Yet, the ambrosia itself is what's making things difficult for me. Carlos was not lying that the oil makes you feel some things, but on a lighter scale (for now). So far, I can feel a slight heat, just as hot as a phone's charger. Pretty minimal for a vampire. I can barely feel it.

Pero unti-unti ko na rin naiintindihan kung ano ang maaari pa nitong iparamdam sa katawan ko as the process continues.

"Kumusta?" tanong sa akin ni Miller. He does it from time to time.

His fingers are still inside. I can feel them hitting my prostate several times but most of the times he's massaging the other side of the wall. I think he's doing good, considering that finishing off is not the goal here, and neither is feeling good.

"Hmm... It- It's just normal. I can feel a slight warmth," I replied.

"Great. Tell me if you're about to come so I can adjust and slow down."

It has just been 30 minutes since we started. There are times that I feel close to finishing but Miller would slow down every time. He must have felt the slight convulsion and tightening of my buttocks.

He always knows how to read me in bed. We love feeling good, and we flirt with each other almost each time we find the perfect mood and situation no matter the place and time. Who could have thought that our expertise in this field, driven by love and lust, can be useful in an important situation like this?

"I'm sorry," I uttered.

"Bakit ka nagso-sorry?" Miller wondered

While thinking of the time that we had in our home, I suddenly remembered that I promised him peace. It is the reason why I persuaded him to open his bar. Hindi man ito ang host club na dati niyang pinagtatrabahuhan, when I watch him doing his job; making drinks, serving food, and having a small chat, I can see that he was enjoying it. He was finally in his comfort zone, yet I took him away from it to come into an unknown mountain forest to meet the beast men. And now, he has to insert his fingers in my buttocks for two weeks straight.

How horrible is that?

I wish he didn't think of this as horrible.

I replied. "You were having fun in the bar, weren't you?"

"I did. But you don't have to be sorry for that."

"Oh... Ngh... Mnn..." I have to slightly bite my lips to prevent myself from moaning loud when he hits a sensitive zone inside. "You look very reluctant—ah! I'm being selfish...haa..." I continued.

"Selfish? You are not doing this for yourself, Axel. Ginagawa mo 'to para sa ating dalawa. I also want this. You don't have to feel guilty or anything."

"Yes... haa... Mn—Thank you..."

His words are very gentle. Although I still feel a little guilty, the way his voice sounds so reassuring.

I wonder what face he is making right now? I cannot see anything because of the veil the youngsters put on me. Kanina pa ito at ni isang beses ay hindi ko ito tinanggal even when I was alone in the living room earlier.

They said it was to hide my face to Miller. Yes. I know. I kind of get its purpose since it's a veil. But then when I asked why I should hide my face, they said it will help us to hold back. We are forbidden to have s*x until the process is over.

I know, such a bummer.

They said the intercourse will soil the ongoing formation of the new reproductive system. Once formed, it will still be fragile, that's why it will need more ambrosia.