AlUCARD X READER CHAPTER 4

After vlads father trotted away on a large white stallion, vlad turned to your mother. Your mother giggled happily at the attention she was receiving from a “/handsome prince~/”. Of course you didn't see vlad complaining being fondled and coddled by your bubbly mum.

A bemused smile was held firmly in place as you watched them talk. It was tradition that he was supposed to win over your father, then mother, then the rest of the family and THEN you. You were needless to say, slightly disappointed. I mean, why does he have to coddle your mom back? I mean, where the hell was your love :C? You sighed and pushed the thought aside, already making peace with the way things are going to work.

After the event at downtown, vlad invited you and your mother for lunch and dinner, all paid by him of course, /“Curtsey of the Prince Vladimir Tepes.”/ he seemed to love reminding people of who he was. It was funny to watch.

A pretty woman dropped off some tea and bread to hold us over whil we wait for our food. She looked so nervous, her hands were trembling and she was a near scarlet color. You inwardly giggled as she trotted away.
“Whats so funny?” vlad asked as he set down his tea.
“Oh, nothing. Nothing at all.” He raised an amused eyebrow.
“Is that so?” he pried for you to continue with pleading eyes.
“Well I was just amused by how everyone is acting around you.”
“Yes yes we are not used to being so revered, after all the presence of a prince is quite something.” Your mother gushed wildly at the chance to further compliment him.
“Thank you for your compliments, but really, they are unnecessary. I plan on being around for a long time. So much so that I wouldn't be surprised if you were one day sick of me.” He was obviously joking but your mother rushed at him with her words of disagreement. He  only laughed at her seriousness.

The waitress made another round and brought in some of the most delectable foods you had ever see, The smell of sweet bread and freshly cooked meat hit you in a puff of steam. The food was mouth watering. After you had finished eating lunch he offered you his arm as he walked you and your mother to the awaiting carriage.

“I trust that I will see you tonight for dinner at my home?”
“We would be absolutely delighted, however I have some business to attend to tonight.” for the first time today your mother had refused him. Your jaw hung slightly open, you could tell that on the inside Vlad was just the same as you, but he is much better actor.
“Such a shame. Perhaps another time?” His voice came out silked and smoothed, not a trace of fluster left behind.
“Well I said I had things to do tonight, my daughter however does not.”
You blushed madly and Vlads eyes widened in realization.

______VLADS POV_______

DEAR GOD IS SHE SERIOUS? IM THE REASON WHY PEOPLE LOCK THEIR DAUGHTERS UP AT NIGHT AND YET SHE IS GOING TO TRUST ME WITH HER DAUGHTER?! AT MY HOUSE?! LATE AT NIGHT?

My palms began to sweat as a chill rolled its way through my body. I'm not ready for this, not ready at all! I need mental preparation! OHHHH MAN YOU NEED TO CHILL. OUT.

DEAR GOD YOUR STARING /SHOT/.

“A-a-a-are you absolutely sure about that?” I stuttered but I couldn't help it.
“I don't see why not, you seem like a gentleman.” _____ mother replied casting a lazy glance at me.
_____ wasn't speaking at all. Probably too shell shocked to even come up with a response. Poor, adorable, sweet, strong girl.
I took in a deep breathe.
“Thank you for allowing her to visit my home unchaperoned.”

I saw ________ beautiful eyes fill with immediate panic.

“But I must refuse.”

_____ tense shoulders eased and her mother copied her previous actions.

“What? Why?” her mother asked.

“I...I want to do this right.” I caught both of their attentions on me easily and I could feel the heat from their combined gaze.

“Your daughter has captivated me, in a way no other woman has.” I feel so incredibly lame right now, but it is the truth. “I do wish for you to stay at my home, I do want to get to know her better, and I certainly would love to spend time...alone with her.” The last few words sent her cheeks burning with embarrassment. “_______ wishes for me to capture her heart. This is something I wish to earn.” I turned from ______'s mother and looked directly into her sparkling jewels that people call eyes.
“If you wish me to throw away my wealth, then I will do it. If you wish me to step away from you, I will give you as much room as you need. If you wish me to go to war for you, then I will start a war with the world. If you wish me to earn your love then I will, I promise you, I will.”

_____ perfect face stared at me. Her blush spread wildly across her cheeks and adorable nose. I looked into the endless beautiful pools until one of them over flowed. As the raw emotion dripped down her cheek, she took a step toward me. I openly welcomed her show of affection and once her petite body hit mine, I enclosed my arms around her. I could feel her shaking. She was crying, but I got enough of the situation to realize that they were tears of joy. I was taller than her by a good amount so when she finally pulled away from my chest she pulled my red cravat down and brought her lips to mine.

I fully accepted, but I couldn't stop myself from making a slight whimper. I did not whimper because I was aroused. No.

I whimpered because I was crying too.

Somewhere along the line I lost my facade and hadn't even realized it. I could feel her soft tender lips embracing mine and the warm tears seasoned our kiss with a salty taste. My arms wrapped arm her clung desperately to the dress she wore. I felt that if I did not then I would fall into pieces. I felt so vulnerable. I never opened up to anyone before and she had done it so easily. So so easily.

She pulled away from the kiss, her eyes widening as she looked into my dripping soul.

She smiled up at me, more tears spilling over as she did. I kissed them away, one by one. To be honest I prayed that this would never end, never.

I smiled and brought my lips down to her lips once more in a short, perfect kiss.

I pulled away and hugged her to my chest, my head resting in the crook of her neck and shoulder and whispered soflty, “my dove, my darling, my _____. as long as you wish it, and as long I breathe, I will never leave your side.”

“N-never?” her muffled voice vibrated against my chest.


“never.”