Cold hearted

\~\ chapter 4~

"How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist."
Saturn -
Sleeping at last

The rest of the ride home was quiet, just filled with the sweet tunes off the radio.

Sora cleared her throat and Deova snapped his head to her she smiled and said "what do you wish me to address you as?"

Deova smirked "you can call me Deova all day, but at night, you must call me daddy."

Of course he was playing with her, he wanted to see her cheeks flare with embarrassment and stutter to find words to react.

But of course, it didn't happen. Instead sora nodded and looked out the window as if it was a normal thing to ask. Witch to her it was.

Deova raised an eyebrow in question and she looked at him again "oh- right. Well at the pet shop, the PM always told us that we would address our future mistresses or masters as what they would like. He told us that the most common names where, master, mistress, sir, my lady and daddy. He said that the chances that a male owner would want us to call him that as we please him are high. So I guess the word 'daddy' is normal now. I'm used to it and don't see it as a sexual thing." Does sighed and continued "he actually made the girls that pleased him call him daddy, or big daddy. He liked to treat us like dolls."

Deova's jaw clenched. "Did you ever... please him?" The words were strained and stiff as he seethed them out.

The thought of the PM- or any man or woman for that matter- touching, his, pet made him want to grab her and pull her to him and lock her away for only his eyes.

She giggled "god no. He only liked third ranked, even though he's only allowed second, and he liked his girls thin, extremely thin. With big breasts. He also liked boys. As you can see, I'm neither of them things."

Deova released a breath and he nodded "that's good. I'm not in the mood to kill anyone right now." He mumbled.

Sora gulped, "you'd kill me if I wasn't a virgin?"

Deova's head snapped to her "What? No! I meant the PM. It would be a waste to kill you."

Sora nodded. To her, she thought he meant waste as in money and time. But to Deova, he meant beauty and emotion.

After another ten minutes they arrived at a modern looking house. The vampires didn't evolve that much in technology and interior wise. Everything was the same as it was over ten years ago. Same cars, same phones, same clothes, same houses. Same everything. It's as if when the humans lost power, so did Evolution.

Sora looked at the house in awe and she began getting out, until a hand landed on her thigh and she flinched and looked at her new owner.

He shook his head "stay." She nodded and watched as he walked round the front of his car and opened her door offering her a hand witch she took.

Once she was out and balanced she looked at the two story house in awe. It was a grey-black color with large windows, showing most rooms. It was dimly lit, but you can see the stair case from outside. There was a pool in front and a path around the outside it, that joined to go up to the front door.

Before Sora could walk up to the door, an arm went under her legs and behind her back, hauling her up bridle style into Deova's arms.

Sora gasp and grabbed his suit jacket. "Put me down!" She growled. He chuckled but nipped her leg in warning "don't push your luck."

She looked down and he 'tsk'ed "don't stop admiring your new home just because I put you
in your place."

She nodded shyly and looked at the house.

He gave her a light tour. Like the kitchen, living room, library/office where she would spend most of her time.

He grabbed her hand and dragged her up the stairs, walked down a long hall and then to a room at the end with double doors.

Inside was a large room. The master bedroom.

The bed was a a plane black, the sheets black, there was a sofa. A TV on the wall. The wall paper a dark grey. The floor wood tiles with a light grey rug.

The room fit it's owner.

He watched as she took in the room. Watched as the realization that this is where they'd be spending a lot of time. This is where he'd want her to call him daddy.

She sighed and turned to look at him "daddy-" she was cut if my a growl "I didn't mean it when I said to call me that. It was a test to see how you would react. Obviously you didn't respond in an entertaining way, witch is fine. You call me Deova." By now he had her pinned up against a wall.

She quickly nodded "understood, Deova."

He hummed and attached his lips to her neck and sucked.

She sucked in a breath fearing he way bite her. Witch of course he didn't.

He looked up and saw that she had her eyes crunched shut.

He frowned and then put and hand on her cheek causing her to open her eyes and to stare into his green ones.

He smiled and leaned in. Of course Sora didn't move but she grinned his the shirt on his chest and his lips met hers.

The kiss was soft, light, it felt almost like it wasn't there.

He pressed a little harder when she relaxed a little.

He smiled and pulled away "let me guess, that was your first kiss?" He asked. She nodded shyly, crimson covering her cheeks.

He smirked and pressed his lips to hers, a lot harsher, more rough and forceful this time.

He quickly went to work at moving his lips and she followed.

Out of nowhere Sora felt her self being flung into the air, she let out a squeal and landed on the bed.

It felt so comfortable but right now all she could do was focus on the approaching predator.

"Good. I'm going to be a lot of your firsts."