Double Trouble in Paradise | cw

Shaking her head no at his question she smiled rather sweetly at him. "I already have what I want," that being the quote on quote dirt she had on them now, "I'm more interested in what you can offer for my silence." She wondered if he wanted to kill her. Strangle her on the spot without knowing who she truly was. Though she wasn't sure if he wouldn't do just that down the road anyways.
She sighed if he started to offer her money or something exclusive to rich people, shaking her head no at all of those. Couldn't he understand what she truly wanted? She wanted to be close to him, get to know him, even if it was through essentially blackmailing him. "I guess we can start with your manners when we're at work," she pondered softly, walking closer yet, reaching out to adjust his collar, even if he flinched or moved away from her hand. Her finger moved carefully along the bit of exposed skin by his throat, her touch inviting and perhaps even intoxicating. "And I'd like to get to know you better," she smiled, biting her lower lip, looking up at him through her long lashes.

It always came down to why, didn't it? She did have a fairly good reason, the fact that he was her father, but she couldn't just blurt that out without disrespecting her deceased mother's request. And she still intended on keeping that secret. Most men in his position wouldn't really dare to question her intentions, in fact most men would've probably caved in and touched her already. It had been that way for as long as she could remember. "Because you seem kind and genuine," she said, stating only the facts that she had gathered so far. Sure, he was on the defense right now, but he would soften up in due time. She was sure of it. She giggled softly, letting go of his collar. "I'll see you at the office tomorrow, Mr. Parish," she said, sending him a smile that would've broken many a hearts in her time. She wasn't in the mood for more questions, so she would rather just have him leave and head back to his fiancé before the lycan got worried. "Wouldn't want to keep your fiancé waiting," she reminded him, lingering for a while if he decided to leave.

Avila felt quite accomplished, and as she felt Judah's arms around her she giggled, feeling his lips against her scalp. She turned around in his arms, wrapping her own around him, pulling him close, "yeah you did," she smiled, quite happy to have him here with her. "I guess you'll want your reward?" she whispered, leaning in she connected their lips in a tender dance, feeling quite riled up by the information she had just gotten a hold of. She was already planning things in her mind, things that she would put in motion as soon as she could.
"I think I just cracked how I'm going to get closer to him," she whispered, feeling quite proud of herself in this moment, but she couldn't tell Judah the full plan. Not yet at least. Just that he had to play along and perhaps persuade the boss to keep a close eye on her. "Can you do that .. For me?" she asked, her hands caressing his face as they stood here under the moonlit sky.

His playful comment made her giggle, just holding him close as they perhaps were mirroring what her father and his fiancé had just been doing, but she wasn't worried about getting caught. As he promised to handle the boss for her she smiled, nuzzling their noses together, licking his lips gently. "Do you want to go and get something to eat?" she whispered, her breath a little hasty from their kissing, but it was only because she enjoyed it so much. Now that she had something on her father, she could instead focus the night on her brother, her love. "We can get whatever donor you want?" she tempted him. She knew eating for him wasn't as pleasant when he did it alone, but with her he seemed to put up with it.

Avila knew he had a hard time with live donors. But it was the best way for them to feed and have sustainable energy. However she had a though that he would perhaps be up for. "I was thinking of getting a seraph .. you know just to celebrate our first day being successful," she suggested. They rarely did get seraph blood unless it was a special occasion, and this was one if she thought it through. "And I might have an idea for the bad memory part," she said smiling a little mischievous.
Soon they were on their way. Blood donors were easy to find in this city, several houses boasting about their clean donors and how it was discreet. They ended up picking a place that was a bit on the pricier side, but that usually meant good discrepancies. Ordering a seraph, she relaxed back on the couch in the room that had been supplied to them. "They said there would be a small wait," she said, moving her finger in a come here motion to get him over to her

He placed his hand on her thigh and she turned a bit, lifting her legs over his but not removing his hand. She just wanted to look at him. He spoke rather sweetly to her and the corners of her lips pulled up in a smile. "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, you know that," she said, gently placing a strand of his hair behind his ear. Looking at him as he was right now she knew that she would never look at anyone else and ever be satisfied with anyone else. Leaning in closer to him, she kissed him up the side of his face, from his chin to his cheek to his temple. "I want us to try something new tonight," she whispered in his ear, her breath a little heavy against his skin.
The donor entered. A relatively young man who clearly had gotten into this business because he enjoyed the euphoria that vampyre bites could provide him with. Avila smiled softly, gesturing for the donor to come closer and he did, sitting down on his knees in front of them. She kept her focus on her brother, kissing his skin a few places, letting him inspect the donor if he so wished. "I'll drink first .. And then I want you to drink from me .. feed on me," she whispered in his ear.

"If it doesn't, we'll just order another donor," she said with a slight shrug. She wasn't too worried because she trusted him fully. He would never continue with something that he could feel would harm her. The urge made her smile, leaning in to place a final kiss to his cheek before removing her legs from him. Instead she got up, only to sit back down in his lap with her side to him. This way he could follow along up close. Looking at the seraph it was clear his eyes softened up as he looked at her. Her beauty was quite unmatched now that their mother had died. She bore all the right qualities of her parents, at least looks wise. The seraph let her choose between his wrist and his neck, her choice being the neck as that was closest to the heart. Blood from there just tasted better in her opinion.
Biting into his soft flesh he whined in a soft tone, but that was before his body relaxed, his mind fogging up with a happy memory as she drank from him. Normally she wasn't greedy, she didn't drain her donors completely, but tonight she perhaps went a bit further than she usually did. But she only did it for Judah. Releasing the seraph, he slumped back on the floor, a smile on his face as his heart was still beating. Instead of licking her lips clean she turned her face, placing a kiss against his lips, spreading the remaining blood between them. "I'm yours, darling," she whispered in a hushed voice. Turning her head she exposed his neck to him, her long hair she moved out of the way for him, longing for his lips and teeth.

When he bit her, she smiled, whimpering softly as the feeling she associated highly with pleasure. She felt a memory rush through her, one of the first times that he had bitten her. It had surprised both of them a bit, leaving her crying in confusion because she had thought he was angry with her. However the memory turned sweet as to make up for it, he had her bite him and it showed her a whole different side of what it meant to be a vampyre.
His teeth released her, but she still felt how he was holding her close, still smiling as she opened her eyes to look at him. Humming at his reasoning she leaned in to kiss his lips gently, just taking her time in indulging herself with his lips. Lips that had felt all of her. Just thinking about it could get her going, but for now it was about feeding. "Even if it doesn't work .. You should still bite me more," she whispered sweetly against his lips, her hands resting on his shoulders as she nuzzled her nose against his.

She sighed at his admittance, "well it was worth a shot, right?" she said, smiling at him as she looked saddened. She hated not being able to help him, wanting to mend every hardship he had. They did however press a small button on the table beside them, ordering another seraph as she was quite full even with the small snack he had taken from her. "When you've had your fill, I'll still be right here by your side," she assured him, kissing his lips a few times just for good measure before the door opened and a woman came in, removing the passed out seraph on the ground and pushing another new and fresh seraph in for the couple. The girl looked a little terrified, but she also couldn't stop her curiosity from getting the better of her, stepping closer but keeping her gaze down. "I love you," Avila whispered against his lips before crawling off of him, sitting down beside him to observe his feeding.

The woman stepped closer, clearly intimidated as she eyed Avila. It was clear she was taken aback by both of their respective beauties, but she did as she was ordered, moving over to sit down between the pair. Her short hair meant that nothing would be in the way for him to bite her neck if that was where he wanted to bite down. "Please enjoy me," she said a little timidly, blushing as she felt the female run her hand down along her arm. Avila was inspecting her, touching the warm flesh rather curiously. "Don't let her linger in agony, darling, I'll make sure she feels relief afterwards," she promised her brother, knowing his kind soul didn't like hurting others. And while Avila was full, she would do everything she could to ease her brother's pain.

The girl flinched, soon her memories flooded up. She had a lot of trauma from staying here, but one memory was standing out clearly. The vampyre who had grabbed her, who had made her fear other vampyres might turn out to be just like him. How he had drained her, left her for death to collect her. Her eyes watered, tears running down her cheeks as she whimpered with fear and hurt. Avila stroked her hair gently, looking at her brother who was getting his fill. He needed this, even if he hated what he did, they both knew that it was necessary.
Once Judah pulled back the girl was almost paralyzed in fear and hurt, Avila checking in on her brother first before soothing the girl, biting down on her neck. The instant relief she seemed to feel, the tears going away as a rush of happy memories surfaced. Her body relaxed more, and as Avila released her she was leaned back on the couch between them, far gone in her happy memory. Avila got up, moving over to Judah, wrapping her arms around him as she sat down in his lap once more. Simply holding him was something they had found comforted him a lot. It didn't change that she wished she could take his pain away. "She's saving up to leave this donor house to be with her girlfriend," she whispered in his ear, telling her of the happy memory she had seen of their promise to one another. For every bad memory, there would always be a good one, and Avila knew that he needed to know that she wasn't only a pained person. "We can leave her a tip .. She'll be able to go as soon as she wakes up," was that not a good way to repay her for what she had done?

"I'll make sure a tip is left for only her, dearest, I promise you that," she told him gently, running her hands in soothing motions up and down his back as he hid his face. She didn't mind sitting here forever. Sure, it wasn't pleasant to have to soothe him over this pain, but she also knew that it was the only thing she really could do for him. They had tried so many things at this point. And she feared that she would never find the true solution to their troubles. His question surprised her, but she hummed softly, kissing the side of his head in small pecks, "I don't know," she wasn't going to lie to him simply to comfort him. That wasn't how things worked between them. "But regardless you are your own person .. And despite what others of our kind might think, I love your empathy for the mortals we get to drink from," leaning away to look at his face when he was ready for her to do so. She cupped his face between her hands, her eyes soft and vulnerable as she looked at him. "We'll get some vials for the next couple of days," she promised him, leaning in to kiss his forehead, pressing her nose to his hairline, breathing him in. "I hate seeing you like this .. tell me what you need," a gentle plea from her side.

Avila smiled as he looked at her. She would always be there to support him, just as he supported her when the anxiety got the worst of her. Leaning in, she placed a few gentle pecks against his lips, just reassuring him that he was here with her and not stuck in the horrible memory. Once he felt ready, they would get up, and Avila found her wallet, placing the large tip in the girl's pocket so none of the leaders of this house would get to it. The walk home wasn't too bad, holding his hand, giving it soft and gentle squeezes from time to time, simply to assure him that she was there with him.
Arriving at the hotel they took the elevator up, getting off at their floor and she made sure to unlock their door for them. Letting him walk in first she followed, smiling as she looked at how nice and tidy the place was right now from the housekeeping. The staff seemed to like the handsome couple a lot, as they were known for giving tips for good service. She walked over to the wardrobe, taking off her leather jacket, hanging it up nicely before she slowly got undressed. She turned on some calming music, something both of them could agree on was quite nice. When it came to the dress she had him help with the zipper, and while she could do it herself, she knew he enjoyed helping her with small things. Things that most people took for granted.
Undressing herself completely, she now stood naked in front of him before helping him undress as well. "You can feel all of my skin tonight," she promised him, mostly because she longed to feel all of his pressed against her own. When he was undressed as well she took his hand, pulling him with her over to the bed where she laid down under the duvet, letting him inside as she moved closer to him. Wrapping her arms around him, she let him hide away in the nape of her neck, sighing softly as feeling all of his skin pressed against her own was so relieving. "Whatever you need from me you can just do .. I just want you to feel good again," she told him in a hushed whisper, kissing the side of his head. Whatever he needed, she would gladly provide for him.