Belle Adams' Butler

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Belle and Lucas continued to sit on the stairs in silence, taking in each other's company while the night was almost reaching its peak. The candles were still burning when the clock on the wall struck twelve, dinging loud enough for the mansion to hear. 

"Merry Christmas," wished Lucas and Belle pulled back, mustering a smile and pushing the loneliness away as she had Lucas with her.

"Merry Christmas," she wished him back, looking into his black eyes and she felt Lucas lean forward towards her.

Lucas' hand moved forward, placing it below the side of her jaw before closing in the distance between their lips. He nipped and sucked her lips before nipping them again, his action not too harsh on her. Belle felt his hand caress her waist and pulled her closer from where she sat. Belle could feel her heart beating faster when Lucas's tongue slipped into her mouth, rubbing his tongue over hers. His hand moved into the back of her hair as he angled her face for the kiss. The more time passed, the more passionate the kiss turned. Her heart and mind desired more than a kiss and she leaned forward for him to take what she offered. 

Belle didn't know how it happened but one second she was on the surface of the stair and the next second she was on Lucas' lap. Belle's hand moved to be placed on his shoulders that circled around his neck, to play with the ends of his hair that were on the nape of his neck. 

She sighed every time his teeth nipped her lips that now moved to her neck. His lips trailed down whilst they were still on the stairs as if no one was home. 

Though Belle was a vampiress and her body was colder than the humans or pureblooded vampires, she shivered every time Lucas' lips made contact with her skin as his body was nothing less than ice. 

"Let's move it to the bedroom," Belle heard him whisper on her neck and in a blink of an eye, Belle had moved from the stairs to fall on the surface of the soft bed with Lucas. While Belle was still getting comfortable Lucas who was in front of her, brought his hand behind him to pull out the shirt that he wore in one single movement, throwing it to the side while his gaze didn't leave her red eyes, reflecting the flame that was burning in the fireplace. 

Belle's heart started to beat faster than before whilst she stared at him, her eyes trailing down from his neck which was bare and her heart hitched by looking at the taut muscles in front of her. She didn't know something like this was going to happen today, and her nerves jittered. She had been waiting for something more than just the kisses. 

She wondered if she had to shower. While Belle was trying to think quickly on what to do, Lucas had leaned close to her, "Not ready?" he asked, his voice serious with his eyes that had turned to a mix of black and gold. 

"I-Should I shower?" asked Belle and a subtle smile appeared on his lips. 

Lucas' hand moved around Belle's waist to pull her close to him, "We can do that later," he said before adding, "Together," and Belle blushed at his words. She felt him caress her cheek as he looked at her. 

Belle was more than happy with complying to that offer of his and she leaned closer towards his face to have her lips captured by Lucas. Their lips moved against each other, starting slow and gentle before Lucas applied pressure on her lips. 

Lucas didn't have a heartbeat of his own but he could hear every flip and turn as he touched Belle when his hands moved from her waist to her back and then back to her waist before one of his hands moved upward from the side. Belle tasted sweet on his lips. He took her as she offered herself to him, while he offered himself to Belle.

As he kissed her, he remembered how stubborn he had been to keep Belle away, without realising they were meant for each other since the very beginning. A Grim reaper who had fallen in love with a mortal. 

But somewhere he had always cared for her since the beginning, before he had admitted his feelings for her and before he knew who they truly were. 

In this world, or in the land of the dead, there was no one but her whom he cared for. He had tortured and killed people who had remotely hurt her, the thought made him smile as he pulled away to see how she heaved for air. 

Belle traced her fingertips over his chest, her eyes moving along with it. There was a hint of blush in her cheeks but that didn't stop her from exploring Lucas. She had known Lucas to be fit, confirming the thought the day they had got drenched in the rain. Lucas didn't give her much time, he pulled her close to him, hugging her where his hand reached for the buttons that were at the back of her dress. She heard him say,

"Let me know if it gets too much," and all Belle could do was nod her head. 

Lucas chuckled at the enthusiasm that came from her. Eager little rabbit, he thought to himself and his hands moved to the buttons, starting from the top of her dress to unbutton one after another. 

Belle felt Lucas' hand moved to the top of her shoulders and he pushed the dress down to her waist before helping it discard from her body. Her toes curled to feel the cool air of Winter on her skin. It wasn't the first time she was naked in front of Lucas but every touch of his felt like it was the first time.

He then pushed her shoulder gently for her to lay down on the bed...

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