Hamilton angst book

Under The Blood Moon

Pairing: Vampire!Lafayette x reader


AU: Supernaturals

Word Count: 1,849

Rolling your shoulders back, you felt the smooth, crisp and texture of bed sheets. To your right, a body was missing. Stroking a hand across the empty side of the bed you took a deep, cleansing breath, taking your mind back. Almost three years ago now, you had first met your nocturnal lover. In fact, it was him who found you. He had rescued you from blood-thirsty vampires, the irony? He was one himself. But so different. He took you home in his arms, laid you in his bed and helped you to restoration. When you found yourself in love with him, he seemed to reciprocated the feeling and it was inevitable that the two of you needed one another. From that day on, you were his and he was yours. Until the end of time. Opening your eyes brought you back to present day. Unwrapping your body from the sheets you had been tangled up in only moments ago with your lover, you smiled, remembering how passionately he made love to you. Taking a maroon, silk robe, you tied it loosely around your waist, before leaving the gorgeous bedroom.

The halls were dimly lit with candles, allowing you to see the mahogany floor and trim in front of you as you ventured to find the person you were longing for. Passing his study, you didn’t find him. The light was on, and his brandy was warming with the absence of his attention. Furrowing your eyebrows, you thought of any other places he would be. Looking to the window, you were reminded, a full moon, you knew exactly where he’d be. Carefully walking the corridor, you opened two heavy doors, allowing you the exit to the back vestibule outside. Sure enough you had found him, basking in the beautiful moonlight. His tall, thin frame was outlined by the silver casted light. His hair pulled back in a red ribbon of silk. Dressed in his house robe and tailored dress pants, he looked gorgeously handsome.

“Lafayette,” you whispered, with a smile, just loud enough for him to hear.

He turned about halfway to see you, the light from the midnight sun gave a gorgeous glow to his profile. Smiling, his fangs came into sight, ever so slightly. He walked over to where you stood, near the house. You studied his features, sharp jawline, fangs, ruby eyes sparkling, so vibrant in the night. He brought a hand up to brush the back of his knuckles against your cheek, gently.

“My Beloved,” Lafayette started, “you require sleep.”

“I know,” you smiled, adoring the feeling of being under his gaze, “I just love seeing you like this, completely and truly alive.”

He chuckled softly. Taking your hands, he pressed his lips against the top of them. His sharp teeth scraping your soft skin, but nothing further, he had already been satisfied for the night by you. Lafayette was enamoured with how in love you were with the night, simply because it was his best waking hours.

“Care to join me, madame?” Lafayette held an arm out.

Graciously accepting, you linked your arm with his as he led you to a bench a bit farther out in the yard, with a perfect view of the moon. Resting your head against his shoulder, he let you cuddle against him without any opposition as he truly loved having you near him. The proximity of his body and yours made you feel safe from anything.

“How marvelous is it, that no matter how the world changes the moon never does?” Lafayette’s voice was tranquil and smooth.

“It truly is marvelous, although you were born long before man made their imprint on it,” you looked up to him.

“Alright, I have been around for many monumental occurrences,” he admitted.

“What was it like?” You asked, “Centuries ago?”