My little Lily. (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter XV: The Coco.

The flowers were placed down. She swallowed, before getting back down, looking at the grave, the dirt blended into the scenery a lot better now. She still couldn't believe he killed a man.
She bit her lip, thinking. She had made out with a man who made her sign a contract to make her his slave and killed at man. She breathed out and placed her hand to her lips, why had she..?
She looked up at the sky, it was very beautiful tonight, gleaming and sparkling little things... Well, stars but she saw them as more things because they were all unique. She blinked, clouds were coming in, big and grey; they would produce rain and make the flowers last a little bit longer.
She sighed, moving her hand from her mouth before looking at them. She twiddled her thumbs, before placing them in her sleeves. She had played with his hair as she kissed him, it was so soft.
His hands were so big yet so warm and gentle, but they weren't soft like his hair, rough from all his hard-work; which she had no idea was. She blushing slightly as remembered the look he gave her when they stopped.
It was so hungry, so possessive, so hot. Yet it seemed so lovely and- She shook her head, covering her face embarrassedly. She started to get cold, she closed her eyes.
The type of wind that comes before it rains, she would go inside once it did start raining. She swallowed, before clicking her boots cutely, spinning around. Clasping her hands together, she turned around.
She started to hum, walking blindly, a huge grin on her face. Her body felt warm yet cold at the same time. She breathed into the air, her breathing was visible from how cold it was.
She was vividly remembering what she just did, she had kissed a man, then again and again and again and- She smiled, dumbstruck. She had firmly realised... She was in love, for the first time she was in love. She giggled, throwing her hands up in the air in victory, she was finally-
A snowflake brushed her eyelashes and she opened her eyes. It was snowing. Her eyes sparkled and she stuck out her tongue to try and taste one of the many snowflakes that were falling slowly down towards the ground. She caught one and swallowed it, an instant warmness swallowed her whole.

"You're gonna get hypothermia." A voice murmured behind as he fixed the on her smaller figure. He then wrapped his arms around her, just to make sure she wouldn't get hurt.
She flushed in embarassed to and leaned into his embrace, continuing to smile like an idiot. Closing her eyes, it was so warm with him here. "Now, missy. Why were you outside without your Master's permission?" He hummed, tracing his hands over her lovingly as he hugged her from behind.
"I wanted to put out flowers Mr L, and his wife." She answered honestly, feeling guilty slightly for not asking permission to be able to do so. "I-I'm sorry, Master. It will not do it without your permission again."
He smiled slightly and chuckled. Already house broken, how easy. "It's okay. But, you're gonna have to be punished for not asking." He whispered, tracing his hands around the bottom of her shirt, before putting them lightly under her shirt.
"Your hands are freezing!" She squeezed and got on her tippy toes, to escape his hands that felt like ice being dragged against her skin. The man chuckled, at her reaction and placed his hand back up her shirt a little, to her stomach.
"I've found your punishment." He murmured, tracing his fingernails also across her skin lightly. The girl squirmed, trying to push herself away from his hands by leaning into his chest. "That's not gonna help anything."
"P-Please!~ S-Stop!" She squealed and leaned further into his chest and tried to stand up taller, even jumping to escape his freezing fingers of death. She squirmed in his grip, as he chuckled softly into her ear in amusement.
"Apologise, loudly." She demanded and placed his other hand under, one Anne getting close to her bra but not attempting to touch it, not yet. He loved to childishly torture, if only she knew what- He chuckled as the girl panted from exhaustion from jumping up and down to escape his clutches.
"I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She squealed loudly and panted heavier, whimpering softly, her arms wrapping around his neck, behind her own head in an attempt to escape. She was squirming a lot still in his grip, whimpering even louder as it continued.
"Sorry who?" He murmured, placing his whole hand on her stomach, then the other. The girl yelped in surprise and gasped loudly, her eyes closing.
"I'm sorry, Master!!" She lightly screamed and the hands moved immediately from under her stomach, his arms engulfing her with glorious warmth. She panted heavily in exhaustion, unwrapping her arms from his neck, her breathing was heavy.
"You're mean." She pouted,
"Am I?" He asked, smirking widely.
"Yes." The girl nodded,
"Oh well." The man murmured before unwrapping his arms from around her, letting her keep the jacket.
The girl turned around; he was already at the back door. The girl's eyes widened in surprise and the man laughed, smiling. "You coming in?" He asked, tilting his head as he opened the backdoor, awaiting the girl's company.
The paused as she saw bloody footprints in the fresh snow from the imprints in which the man had created. She blinked, they were gone. She looked at him then looked back down at the footprints.
She looked at him and then ran to him, her feet making a soft crunch as she trod in the snow. She soon reached him and hugged him, placing her head in his chest, he closed the door. Her body instantly felt the warmth of the house and she smiled.

The girl moved herself away from his chest and looked at him, he softly held her face, making her cheeks look even puffer then usual. She bit her lip as she looked up at his face, her eyes staring into his. He smiled them let go of her face, walking.
She looked at him confused before following him like a puppy. He walked into the kitchen and she followed. The man paused and turned around as he noticed the girl's presence, he hid his amusement before turning back to what he was gonna do.
"Want some hot chocolate?" He asked, the girl nodded excitedly, smiling. He filled the kettle with water, more then there would need be there for one person, before turning it on. The girl tilted her head in confusion and looked at him.
The water soon boiled and the men poured two glasses of water, with milk awaiting to be added. He added some coco powder for her and a teabag for him. He added the milk for her, stirred it together, he added cream and mash mellows on the top; he finished making his tea.
"Can vampires drink tea?" The girl asked, the man passed her her mug with a chuckle at her question. "Thank you." She smiled wider before drinking some of her hot chocolate, eating a marshmallow. The girl's eyes lit up and her eyes sparkled, there was visible child-like joy in them.
"If vampires can drink wine, then they can drink tea." He shrugged and placed his hand on the bench, leaning on it. He laughed at the girl's childishness, she was so perfect. "Yummy?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, she nodded happily and drank the rest of her coco.
The man traced his eyes over her, and bit his lip. The man placed down his teacup and suddenly grabbed the girl, placing her on the bench, pinning her to the small space in between the cabinets and bench. He gripped her clothes roughly, placed his forehead on hers, staring intensely into her eyes.
The girl gasped and she held her breathe as he stared into her eyes, intimidated. The man placed his head in the crook of her neck and the girl breathed out heavily. The girl's head tilted up and she gasped again as he licked her neck.
"The way he looked at you made me jealous. He wanted you, all of you." He growled softly, grazing his teeth across her delicate skin. The girl squirmed slightly, her head tilting up higher, biting her lip.
"But you're mine. Got that. All mine. No one else's." He murmured and traced his hands over the girl's body, caressing her sides lightly. "Say it, tell me you're mine." He kissed her neck softly.
"I-I'm yours, M-Master." She stuttered out and she squeaked as the man bit her skin, but he didn't sink his fangs in. The man pulled the skin out a bit with his teeth then let go of it, he then continued to bite her neck.
The girl squirmed and lightly pushed his chest, he growled, before placing his face near hers again. He licked the cream off just the top of her lip, her lip quivered. Her hands went to his arms, looking into his eyes.
This was something after kissing, something she hadn't expected. She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath and swallowed. His crotch was so close to her dress, it made her feel different. This was definitely not kissing, this must be something that comes way after.

Something she wasn't prepared for.