Dominion

Mundane

He visited me late that night.

I felt the sheets of the bed by my feet shifted. I immediately sit up and saw Jacob crawling on the bed towards me. It was dark in my room but since my eyes had already adjusted in the darkness, I can see him clearly. His movements, his face... his expressions and those lips.

"Will you allow me?" He asked, whispering.

"You didn't ask the first time," I answered in a whisper.

"Change is the only thing inevitable and constant." He replied before he softly caught my lips with his.

I pushed him gently by the shoulder, "Is kissing really necessary if you're gonna feed?" I asked.

He could just get on with it and feed on me but why does he have to kiss me?

If he starts kissing, I'm sure I'll lose it.

"How many times do I have to tell you I'm picky? I prefer sweet. And what did I tell you about making your blood sweeter?" He argues calmly.

"Can't you just be satisfied by just drinking my blood and no more of these?" I retorted in question in my softest voice. But despite my refusal, my hands softly caress his cheek.

"I'm privileged enough to drink your blood. Why would I let the opportunity of making your blood sweeter pass? And besides, it would feel good for you... Don't you wanna feel good?" He answers with his lips hovering over mine.

"I just want you to get on and be done with it." I looked in his eyes, never moving an inch from my position because I knew in myself the truth is my body speaks for itself despite the words that came out my mouth. Even if I refused the kiss, I still wanted to feel it. But every time this happens, I lose control.

However, he leaned back away from where my breath hitched, my lips in search of his warmth.

"You're doing this to satisfy me, right? If it isn't sweet to my preference then I still wouldn't be satisfied. So what'll be the point, Rosé?" He sighed out loud then rolled his eyes.

"I just- ...." I trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"I shouldn't have come here. I'm going back. I'm fine with the blood bags. Anyway, thanks for the offer."

My body reacted before my mind could even process thought as immediately grab the sleeve of his sweater.

"... don't go." I asked, surrendering.

He stared at me for a moment then shook his head with a chuckle escaping his lips. Then, he opened his arms as if he's waiting for me to come to him which had me frowning.

"What? You're the one who needs me." I scoffed, rolling my eyes and stayed in my place

But all of a sudden, my body moved on it's on, feeling that unseen force moving me. I gasped in bewilderment even if I knew it was his doing. It's as if someone literally took control of my body and brought me to him.

I ended up sitting on his lap while with my legs on spread on each of his sides. His hands automatically slithered from my thighs up to my thighs, squeezing so sensually. Afterwhich, the force that controlled me lifted from my body.

"So much for free will, Jake." I rolled my eyes.

"Where did you get that Jake from? Seriously, stop." He said, grimacing in disgust. He'd be disappointed once he knew where I got the nickname, which would also explain where William got the idea that vampire sparkles.

"Just accept it. You're drinking my blood and you're under my roof." I retorted, upbraiding him.

"Ahh... you can just say I'm a freeloader if that's what you wanna say. You need to slap it more on my face,  Rosé..." he chuckles and sniggers at the same time.

"I thought you said kindness is free?" He added.

"I never said that but it is true... You're being petty, Jake. That's the only thing I want, calling you in a nickname and you can accept it."

"And I'm the one being petty right now?" He retorted, pointing at himself.

"I'm going to call you whatever I want, whether you like it or not and there ain't nothing you ca-"

I was cut off shut when he suddenly pulled me by the side of my neck and kissed my lips. It wasn't a forceful kiss. It was gentle and soft... somehow sweet.

"That'll shut you up." He whispered after pulling away slightly, warm breath gracing my face as I stared down his lips. My gaze then turns into his eyes which were already looking into mine.

My heart starts pounding on my chest and my breathing becomes unstable.

"We won't be doing it right? I mean, we'll just be kissing and touching?" I muttered.

"Not unless you say so..." he whispered, kissing me again while his hands run inside my nightgown, caressing my hips, my back, all over where his hands can reach.

All I could hear was the sound of his wet kisses and my heavy breathing.

It was so pleasurable. The softness of his lips, his warm breath, and sensual touches had me feeling elated. All that inside my head was wiped out and the only thing that's left was him.

We kept making out for a while, casually moving his kiss to my cheek, my neck and jaws and  over my collarbone then back to my lips

Then, he laid me on the bed while he straddles on top of me.

I unknowingly reached for the hem of his sweater and pulled it up. He lifted himself slightly and let me pull it off from him, but immediately launch himself back at me, kissing me more eagerly.

He lifted my nighties and started fondling me while grinding his hips on mine. He was heavy but it isn't enough to suffocate me as he was careful enough. I was loving his weight over me.

I instantly moaned softly, leaning my head back against the pillow as I received the heavenly sensations his laying upon my body.

I bit my lip immediately to prevent myself from moaning when I heard him chuckle feeling. But at that moment, I felt a sharp pain on my neck.

He then wraps his arms around me while I feel the blood rushing out my neck as he kept on sucking and as moments pass, his embrace got a little bit tighter.

I kept breathing heavily and my heart still pounding fast on my chest.

I did not mind the pain and I did not struggle to fight him off. I willingly gave him what he wanted.

And before I knew it, he forced himself to pull away from me. He was kneeling on the bed just between my legs, heaving heavy breaths. He then rubs the blood that dripped from his mouth before shaking his head.

I expected to be weak and drained of energy but I wasn't as I was still able to pull myself up to the comforts of the bed to check on him.

He hadn't drunk much from me.

"What's wrong?" I muttered as I reach for his cheeks.

He opened his eyes and the crimson illuminate in the dark, his fangs hanged behind his lips as he huffs air in and out his mouth.

I flinched by the sight of him as my hands recoiled above my chest.

"I'm starting to hate it when you react like that." He muttered breathily.

"Don't be afraid, Rosé." His brows furrowed up softly and rested his forehead on mine.

"Never offer your blood again." He whispered as he looks in my eyes.

"Why?" I asked, worried as to why. Forced my now trembling hands to touch him again and it landed on his chest.

"I don't want it anymore..." he gulped as he catches his breath.

The first time he fed on me, he said my blood is sweet. He even said he'll keep me alive just because I'm his food. Now he's saying he doesn't want my blood?

"What d'you mean by that?" I asked. "Is my blood worse than those in the bags?"

Why does it worry me that he doesn't like my blood anymore?

"I'm going back to my room. You should rest." He whispered, moving away from me.

"Can't you stay here tonight?" I asked and before I knew it, the illuminating crimsons vanished and he smiled softly, nodding over my request.

We laid in bed facing and staring at each other, faces only a few inches closer.

This feels comfortable.

However, I can't get my head off the thought that he won't feed on me anymore. I should be relieved but, in truth, I'm not.

I don't know what has changed but, I was the one changing. I am losing to him. However, he also seems kinder.

"We do this a lot, don't we? Staring in silence." He muttered.

"And you always lose." I giggled.

He smiled sweetly then softly planted a kiss on my lips, "Go to sleep, Rosé." He whispered.

I nodded my head and snuggle closer to him. He wraps both his arms around me. His lips were at my forehead and I could feel his warm breath over my head. Soon after, our breathing was in sync with one another.

This is my first time sleeping beside someone. I never knew it feels this comfortable.

Then my thoughts drifted to the future.

If he succeeds dominating over Daehyun, I will die and I'll certainly be dragged to hell where I should be in the first place.

And by that moment,  he will learn that I'm a fallen angel.

How will he react to that?

If I succeeded, I'll be a Dominion again. And he will be in hell...

I wrap my arms around his torso and hugged him tightly.

We will be apart...

Once I'm an angel again, will I still feel the same?

I shouldn't feel like this in the first place...

We're natural enemies yet we're like this.

Morning came and I woke up inside his embrace. We're in this spoon position where his knees were curled behind mine while his arms are around my waist. I knew his face was at my nape since I can feel his warm breathing.

When I looked at my digital clock resting on the nightstand, it's 30 minutes past 8 in the morning.

I turned slowly and saw him still sleeping... or so I thought.

I kissed the side of his lips, keeping my lips there for a few seconds. And after I pulled from him, he flutters his eyes open.

"Did I wake you?" I muttered.

"I don't know sleep." He smiled

"You don't sleep?" I asked as my eyes widened in disbelief.

"Only when I'm starved." He answers.

"Oh... C'mon, let's have some breakfast." I tried to sit up but he pulled me immediately back to his arms after I've slightly lifting myself.

"I don't do breakfast. How many times do I have to repeat that?" He muttered lazily as he snuggled and sniffed the side of my neck.

"Well, I do... Just come and join us, Jake. You don't have to eat if you don't wanna."

"Mmmmm? Do I have to?" He whined which sounded so cute.

"Come on!" I got up and then pulled his arm. He lazily sits up and got up from the bed.

We went to the kitchen together and saw all of them already gathered in the dining table, Thomas, Nami (Daehyun's nanny) and William who smiled instantly as soon as he saw us.

Jacob just sat with us, arms and legs crossed. I asked him a few times to take a bite and try the food but he would just glare at me.

Thomas then stood up and handed me a small, square, white envelop, my name, Raziel written on top. I asked who it's from but he said he found it in our mailbox this morning.

I opened it and saw a church address in London which isn't far from the manor.

"Rosé told me yesterday we would be adopting a dog." William reminded.

I totally forgot.

I was so preoccupied with Jake's feeding dilemma and on my own worries that I totally forgot I told the boy we would be looking for a dog we can adopt.

"Oh... I'm so sorry honey." I uttered.

An evil grin formed on Jacob's lips tho he didn't say a word after. He just suddenly looked amused with that grin plastered on his face.

"Can we go today?" The little man asked.

"Um... Thomas l will take you if you wanna go today. Maybe Jacob would also like to take you?" I asked, looking at the grinning man who then lost those grin, replacing them with a bewildered expression.

"I just have to check on something," I added. The boy stared at me for a moment then look at his plate, looking disappointed.

"I'm really sorry..." I apologized, patting his head.

"It's okay. My mom and dad usually do the same because they're busy. I understand." He mutters nonchalantly.

I felt like I was crushed by what he had just said. He looked disappointed but at the same time, he looked like he's used to disappointment.

He had never spent quality time with his parents and now, I'm doing the same. I promised him something yet, my priorities had me conflicted on which to do first.

No one knows I'm Raziel.

Those who knew me were divine beings, and the only mortal who knows who I was is Thomas. That note had alarmed me.

"If you could wait for me to come back later, we can all go together," I suggested, hoping I could take back what I had made him feel.

"Nah... you go do what you needed to do. I'll take him." Jacob interrupted.

"It's okay, Rosé. Jacob said will come with me." William sighed while Jake shrugged in success.

Not long after, I was getting ready and was putting some clothes on when Jacob suddenly appeared behind me.

"So where are you going?" He suddenly spoke which made me jump in surprise and drop hold of my dress. He closed one of the cabinet doors and lean against on his side. I picked up the dress and glared at him, "Do you mind?" I asked, covering myself with the dress.

He rolled his eyes and turn his back on me.

Wow, he's really giving me some privacy? I smiled with the thought.

I quickly wore my dress and pulled the zipper behind.

"I'm going to a church to meet someone," I answered.

"Oh..."

"Will you wait for me to come back later? I really wanna join you in searching for a puppy." I asked.

"I'll think about it..." he turned and face me again and look at me from head to toe.

"Well?" I looked at him in questioning expression, waiting for him to tell me how I look. I was wearing a light pink, off-shoulder dress.

I wouldn't normally ask how I look but he opened his mouth like he was about to say something upon laying eyes on me. However, he just nodded before vanishing in thin air which made me let out a long sigh.

A while later, I arrived at Southwark Cathedral at around 11 in the morning.

As I entered the church's front door, I saw a man standing at the altar, looking up at the cross hanging in front of him.

"Excuse me," I called.

He was wearing a pale blue shirt, sleeves folded halfway on his forearms, paired with black dress pants.

"This reminds his children of His Son's sacrifice, of His love." The man stated.

I realized who he is right away and instantly felt relieved to see him alright, unhurt but... his aura is a lot more different. I didn't even sense him like before.

I ran up to the stage and immediately threw myself at him, embracing him tightly and him returning a warm embrace.

"Thank God you're alright!" I cried.

"Why wouldn't I be? He saved me." He replied as he pats my head and stroke my hair.

I pulled away from him so I could look at his face. I held both his cheeks and he gave me a warm smile. 

"So this is what happiness feels like? I'm happy to see you, Raziel." He said.

"I'm really glad to see you're alright, Gabriel," I said and hugged him once again. "But please, call me Rosé if you're gonna be human. I have a mundane identity and so should you." 

"Human identity? What should be my name?" He asked, head slightly tilting with his question as he looks at me.

"Let's just stick with Gabriel but I'm gonna start calling you Gabe," I said, chuckling after which earned his sweet smile.

"Thank you for saving me... I guess this is your punishment for interfering, a mundane body?" I asked.

"Yes. Though, He's not angered by what I did." He replied.

"How long will you be like this?"

"Until you complete your mission... Rosé, I'd like to meet the boy." He asked sternly.

I couldn't give him a quick answer. Wherever William is, Jacob is always with him.

"About that, you'll also be meeting Jacob."

"Okay. Who's he?" His brows furrow as he asked.

"The demon," I answered. He nodded slowly while his mouth hangs slightly open forming an o.

"He'll kill you as soon as he recognizes you. He's always with the boy." I warned.

"I don't think he'll recognize me. You didn't even feel my aura, right? Just quit calling me Gabriel to not state the obvious."

"Even so..."

"Don't worry...  Rosé."  He assured and I nodded in response while smiling with a hint of worry.

He then squished both my cheeks and smiled sweetly, "I'll be okay Rosé... We'll be okay... for He is with us."

Nevertheless, Gabriel might not have the divine aura but there's still divinity lingering in his presence and I'm afraid that Jacob might sense, ruining how things are going between us and the mission. Nevertheless, Gabriel would be a big help to me. I just hope Jacob won't recognize him.