Mutual Interest: Lenore x Male Sith Lord Reader

Second visit

Sleep was a privilege (YN) rarely had. His suit made lying down extremely uncomfortable, and taking it off was death by his affliction unless he was in a bacta tank. Daily meditation for an hour and a half made up for a full night's sleep. The Sith longed to sleep. To be able to lay down on a bed without having to worry about the syringes puncturing your flesh shifting out of place and causing pain. Pain was necessary, it was one of the emotions that fed the Dark Side. (YN) could survive without it for around 20 minutes if he focused all his power into sustaining himself.

The Sith went into a criss-cross position and began. He felt the force around him. It was an odd feeling to only feel it around you. (YN) began to sense the presences around him. All the fanged humanoids seemed to be asleep. Why? Why were they asleep during the day? " I'll ask Lenore when she comes tonight. " (YN) thought. He still hadn't decided how he felt about her. Lenore had an aura around her that he had never sensed or felt before. An aura unlike his. (YN)'s aura, like other Sith Lords, made others feel cold and afraid around him, not that he needed it to inspire fear.

After his meditation, he felt more of the force. He would soon be in full power within a few days. (YN) leaned against the wall and waited. He heard footsteps and sensed her presence. Lenore sat in the chair facing his cell. Her arms legs were crossed as she relaxed into the chair. " Hi, (YN). " She said. " I hope you're well. Are you ready? " (YN) nodded. " Yes. " He said. " Alright, then. Can you tell me about your world? " Lenore asked.

" I come from an alternate dimension or world. Where I'm from, there is technology 100 times more advanced than here. Millions of planets. Perhaps trillions of different life forms, and countless numbers of those life forms. "

" Interesting, and what of your magic? Lenore giggled. Your demonstration really has scared our guards. There's a reason you're in one of the most isolated dungeons in the castle.

(YN) chuckled. " The force, it's an energy that surrounds all living things. It well, only surrounds me in this world. People that are born with a stronger connection to it than the ordinary are considered force-sensitive. They are able to use the force and the many abilities that come with it. Like my mentor once said, " The force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be, unnatural. "

" So the force is like God in a way?  "

" No. Gods are fully sentient, the force is semi-sentient. The force only wants balance in our world. It is willing to help both good and evil to bring said balance. "

Lenore smiled " Thank you, (YN). You can ask your question now. "

" What are you? I've never seen humanoids like you and the others. "

" We're vampires. We live forever but have to drink human blood in exchange. Sunlight burns us to a crisp so we sleep, hidden away in the daytime. "

" Who's the leader here? "

" Carmilla is queen. But, we rule as a courtet. You haven't met her and Morana. Carmilla is out away. She left to represent Styria on a vampire war court. I'll explain the details of it later if you'd like. "

" Sure. "

" Do vampires exist in your word? "

" Not exactly. In a way, I could be called a vampire. "

Lenore raised an eyebrow. " How? "

" I'm a wound in the force, a rare case of abomination. When I was born, my force sensitivity was beyond the capacity for my body to handle. I had to drain the essence of people to keep living or my body would fail. My mentor, Emperor Palpatine, found me after there was an accident. He took me in and taught me the ways of the force and gave me this suit. I served him in exchange. This suit culls the affliction to an extent, draining people is still needed at least twice a week. "

" I'm sorry to hear that. " (YN) studied her voice, it both soft and tactical.

" There is something I wanted to ask of you. " Lenore said. " What is it you want? I know you need information but that's necessary. "

(YN) looked down. " I don't know what I want. " He replied. " I'm still trying to understand why my mentor sent me here. "

" I understand, (YN). " Lenore said. (YN) internally questioned himself on why Lenore was acting this way. She began twiddling with her thumbs and her pale face slightly reddened.
" So I was wondering. If, I could see you without your helmet. " She said. (YN) stumbled onto his wording. No one had never asked him that before.

" I don't think it's something you want to see. " (YN) stumbled out. Lenore took a key and unlocked the cell door. She then sat down in front of him. " But I do. " Lenore said sadly. " I want to be able to trust you. You can't hide behind a mask in diplomacy. "

" Fine. " (YN) said. " I can't guarantee you'll like it. " He began to press small buttons on the side of his helmet. (YN)  felt a hand on his left glove. He looked up stared into Lenore's eyes. " If it makes you uncomfortable, I could do it for you. " (YN) nodded, lost for words. Her hand guided his back to his lap. She felt the lower sides of the helmet and found the buttons and pressed them.

Air hissed as she slowly lifted the helmet. Lenore placed the helmet beside him. Their eyes met. (YN)'s contorted Sith eyes back at her. His face was pale and slightly skeletal. A side effect of all nutrients in his body being utilized to sustain him. She moved her hand cupped his cheek. " You're, prettier than I thought. " She whispered. (YN) chuckled. " What were you thinking? " He asked. " I was thinking to either see a brutally scared face or most of it burned off. "
(YN) smiled. " You're lucky I'm not Lord Vader. "

Lenore smiled and exited the cell. " We can continue tomorrow. Sweet dreams, (YN). " If only I could sleep. " (YN) murmured as she left. He had felt something inside him when Lenore was close to him. A feeling long lost, warmth in her cold.