Never Let Them Hurt You

(Annabelle)

We were kissing. Like, actually kissing. It was none of the horrific kisses I had been forced to have at the hold with those horrible guards. This was a nice kiss, and I could tell both of us wanted to do it. I probably looked horrific because I had just been crying and having flashbacks of the factoy/hold, but Gerard didn't seem to mind. He cupped my face with one of his hands and I just stood there, not knowing what to do with my hands. So I stood there, moving my lips against his in perfect harmony.
After a few minutes he pulled away, smiling hugely at me. "Wow..." He said airily. It made me giggle. "Did a master just really kiss his slave, and passionately so?" I said, a little more confidently than I was comfortable with. Whatever. I don't think Gerard will care. He didn't. He just nodded and put his forehead against mine. "I guess I did, and I think the vampire slave-owner is falling in love with one of his slaves. Which is unheard of so we're making history. Secretly", he said chuckling.
It seemed to be getting kind of late. Whatever light Gerard had allowed to seep through the thick velvet curtains in the house had darkened so there was no light left. Plus I yawned. I was winded. "I-I think I'll go to bed now. Goodnight, mas-... Gerard", I said quickly with a small smile. I started heading back for the slaves quarters when Gerard stopped me and turned me around. "You don't have to sleep there... I realize I haven't kept it very... Cheery. Stay with me? My bed is pretty comfortable", he pleaded. I nodded and shrugged, then followed him up through another elaborate part of the house and upstairs. I swear, this place was a palace. He led me into the master bedroom, which was insane. There was a humongous bed in the center, surrounded by dressers and furniture. There was even a large television screen embedded on the wall. I stared around in awe. "You like it?" Gerard asked smiling and walking over to the dresser. "It can be ours", he said blushing. I blushed too. Ours? Wow. He grabbed some pajamas out of the dresser and started stripping down to his boxers. I blushed madly. His body was beautiful. His abs and v-lines were very defined and beautiul. I looked away, but he caught me staring. He blushed and smiled sheepishly. "Like what you see?" He asked teasingly and I didn't answer. "I'm sure you do", he said. "Here, get out of those gross factory clothes. These are much more comfortable", he said, walking closer to me with a pair of his boxers and a T-shirt. I shook my head. "I can't... I mean I wouldn't just take clothes from you", I said sheepishly. "No, really it's fine", he said. "Here, let me get that off you", he said, putting his hands on the waist of my shirt and slowly taking it off. I blushed as we stood there, both without tops on. We stared at each other like that for a while before we both leaned in, kissing each other once again.

Notes

Alright next comes the smut scene which I'm sure you all are hella excited for ;) I'm kind of bad at writing it though >.< so yeah don't forget to rate, subscibe to be told when I update and comment your thoughts on the story :) thanks so much for reading!! -Shannon x