Belle Adams' Butler

He had a look of persistence in his eyes. 

"Are all the Grim reapers like this? Like fit, and hea-" Lucas didn't let her complete her words as he had bit into her neck, making her stop talking. Belle held on to him, feeling the ache appear on her skin because of his teeth, and she flinched, a cry escaping her lips. 

"Don't think about others when I am here," his coarse tongue ran across the bite he had given her. A shiver ran down the back of her spine. When his face moved away from her neck to look at her, Belle didn't find him to be annoyed, but he continued to look at her until she gave him a nod. He then said, "I love you too much, Belle. I don't think it's because of who we were in our past life but because of who you are right now," he whispered, and Belle's heart melted. 

She knew that, and he was confirming it. 

Lucas had agreed to be with her and open his heart before he had received his memories of him being Guilt. 

Lucas didn't limit himself to her face as he continued to kiss her neck that had her throw her head back when he peppered kisses down her neck. 

Belle had to let go of him so that she could clutch the edge of the desk for support. Her feet had moved completely back, pressing against the wood like the way Lucas' lips pressed on her skin. 

When Lucas' hand moved to her front that had no piece of cloth to cover her which was left bare for his view, unlike her lower half that was covered with the skirt. Belle sighed when he touched one of her mounds. Her eyes rolled behind her closed eyelids with her taking a sharp breath when his mouth made it to the tip of her breast. She had never felt something like this where her entire body felt like it was crumbling and combusting under his hands and mouth. 

With her back arching behind as he used his mouth on her, she felt one of his hands move to her back, supporting her while also bringing her back to him. 

"Lucas!" she cried when he bit into one of her tips. The sting and the wet lick was turning her fuzzy. 

"Did it hurt?" he asked her from where he was, his eyes looking up at her and Belle was compelled to shake her head to a no with the way his eyes were watching her. The way his tongue glided back up, trailing between her chest to move up to her neck. Belle didn't know Lucas could look the way he did right now. 

When he reached back to kiss her lips, she moved closer to him. Biting into his lips playfully to suck the drop of blood that appeared on his lip, "Are you hungry?" he asked her, smoothening both sides of her hair with his hands gently, "You didn't take your blood for the day," he said before picking her waist and placing her on the ground. 

Belle looked slightly startled, and she quickly shook her head, "I am not hungry." Looking at the look of disappointment that was hovering over her face, Lucas smiled. 

He kissed her cheek and said, "We can continue it later, no rush when we have time. Feeding you is more important. Do you need help with changing your clothes?" he asked her.

Seeing Belle blink at him without any words coming out from her lips, Lucas bent down, his hands reaching for the dress that she had placed on the chair. Belle, who was taken back by his question was still processing, but Lucas didn't give her much time as his hands went to the skirt that was tied around her waist that was yet to be removed. He pulled the lace that was keeping it in place and with one pull, the white skirt fell to pool around her feet on the ground. 

Her eyes widened and her toes tried to dig itself on the ground as it curled close and she noticed how his eyes continued to look at her. 

If there was something Belle understood, it was that Lucas respected her. The way he looked at her without taunting her or looking at her, none of it made her feel uncomfortable for the person he was. He continued to keep eye contact even though his hands moved around to help her get into the dress she had picked to wear. 

Feelings like this warmed her heart. 

Things like these were the ones she was looking forward to, not just the physical intimacy as these were what were intimate to her and her eyes watered. 

"Are you crying because we didn't go further?" Lucas cocked his head, a small teasing smile on his lips and she smiled back. 

Once he had tied the lace around her waist to keep the dress in place, he pulled her into his arms, hugging her, "Are you okay, Belle?" he asked her. One hand around her waist and the other holding the back of her head as if she were very precious. 

"More than okay that you are here with me," answered Belle and Lucas who had closed his eyes, opened them. 

Lucas wasn't someone to openly speak about his feelings and profess them but his actions told enough to convey to Belle on how he felt for her, "I am so glad to have met you. Before, now and after," he said and she snuggled in his chest. 

"Me too," she responded back to him, "For forever," she whispered and when they pulled back, Lucas resonated the words back to her,

"For forever." 

The thought of Lucas always being there gave solace to her mind. Because of the bond, they shared with each other, they would always find a way back to each other and it put her to ease. No Grim reapers, no Hawverts, no witches or any of the vampires would ever be able to tear them apart. 

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