Belle Adams' Butler

Lucas was generous when it came to give her everything he could, every touch of his brought her to a higher height. Getting her close to the edge to only deny it and he could tell she was getting impatient. Seeing her like this, he didn't know there could be anything that was as fascinating as her expression now. Her eyes looked droopy because of his ministrations, her chest heaving for breath and her lips parted that had sighs and moans escaping from her lips. 

He continued to kiss her back up, wanting her body to relax and taking their time to enjoy each other's presence and company as they had decades and centuries with each other. The thought itself was enough to bring contentment to his non-existent heart. 

"I love you," he whispered to her, "I cannot say anything more because I haven't loved anything but I love you," he said to her, looking into her eyes that were looking up at him with pure happiness and this was a treasure to him. 

"I love you. Before, now, and after," she whispered back to him. Belle noticed how Lucas looked entranced by her now, his eyes fixed on her as he caressed her cheek. 

"Forever," he said and she nodded to him. 

He showered her with some more kisses before going back to position himself between her parted legs. Moving closer, slow and careful to hear Belle gasp for air. Though she was a vampire, she would still feel the pinch of pain as it was her first time and Lucas wanted her first time to be special and to follow with more special ones. He ran his hand again over her waist, trying to soothe and calm her tensed body so that she could relax. 

When Lucas felt that she was finally ready, he started to move his hips in and out. Belle could feel the quick pinch of pain to be replaced by a newfound pleasure which was increasing by second. A sweet dull ache and she felt her heart skip a beat with every thrust. 

Belle then raised her hand up and Lucas pulled her up in his arms, still inside her and she felt him fill her. Her hands went on to hold his shoulders, wounding her hands again and reaching halfway for the kiss from Lucas. Their tongue fought with each other until Lucas pulled back to bite into the bottom of her lips playfully. 

"Are you sure?" asked Lucas, his hands gently brushing the hair away from her cheek. 

Belle nodded her head. Lucas had not allowed her to help him and she didn't want him to be doing everything. They were each other's soul mates and she wanted to be part of this, "I want to do it," she said to him. 

His hands had not let go of her waist and Belle moved her body, up and down with less hesitant while holding on to him. She moaned his name, feeling his hand trail from the back of her neck down her spine and within a few minutes, she came apart in his arms where Lucas followed her. 

Belle breathed for air, clinging in Lucas' arms, feeling him hold her closer and she snuggled into his neck. Her heart took some time to calm down, coming back to normal and she pulled away from him, "We should do this often," before smiling goofily and Lucas brought her hand close to kiss her again. 

"I would love that," he replied back with a satisfied smile on his face which was rare, making him look younger than he usually did. 

After helping Belle clean up, both of them headed back into the bed, pulling the covers, Lucas put his arm around her to pull her close. Staring at her, without looking away and Belle returned his gaze back. She had brought her hand up, tracing his face as if to memorize them. 

"Lucas," she called his name for him to hum, "Are there no women in the land of the dead?" she asked him. 

"There are males and females there. Why do you ask?" he asked her strange question. 

"You are so handsome. I find it hard that no one has tried to seduce you," she said looking into his eyes and noticed that subtle smile of his, "I am not joking."

"I know you aren't, little rabbit," he replied to her. The hand that was around her waist had moved to run up and down her back to feel her skin while keeping her close, "I guess I was never out there in the land of the dead. People who knew me have always been wary of whom I am and what I can do. Rumours spread out fast. You know my reputation when it comes to killing and reaping people." 

"So, they were scared," she raised her eyebrows and Lucas shrugged his shoulders, "Are you the scariest Grim?" she asked him.

"Maybe."

Belle has a smile of her own, "I don't think you are scary. You're just someone who is aloof but kind-hearted and reliable."

"You do know, you are the only person who would say that right?" Lucas asked and Belle somewhere had to agree on that. Lucas could be very rude and mean when he wanted, "You were different from the rest. Always tailing me, trying to get stories to listen to."

"I am glad you came to work here in the mansion. I would have been lost if it weren't for you," she whispered to him and he brought her closer to him. Belle snuggled close to his chest, and Lucas found solace with her in his arms. 

"You will never have to be alone. Not another day. Remember this, Belle," said Lucas, "Even if time freezes, and changes its tide, we will always end up together. No matter what."

Belle held on to Lucas, seconds ticking by where her breathing turned even to let Lucas know that she had fallen asleep right in his arms. 

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