The Prospector's Daughter

Planting A Seed

Our lesson was different this time. Maybe it was because of my weakened state from not eating correctly, or basically living in bed. There was no way to tell, but for some unknown reason, Nicholas had given me the task of practicing various physical attacks, and each and every move I practiced took a huge toll on me. These were moves that I'd never been shown to practice before, so my muscles might have just been weak from not being used in lessons. Nearly every move left me gasping for air and silently begging for Nicholas to take it easy on me. Nonetheless, he just kept pushing harder until I snapped. I used every single ounce of strength that I had left in my body and lunged at Nicholas, surprising him and throwing him off balance. The motion was too quick for my exhausted muscles to compensate for, and I lost my balance as well. I fell into Nicholas, and knocked him to the ground before falling on top of him. 

I looked up into his eyes, which were only inches away and felt my cheeks start to warm up. I had no clue why I was blushing the way that I was, but I couldn't do anything to stop it. Shock flashed across Nicholas's face for a moment before he looked down from my eyes and saw the pink hue of my cheeks. His eyes softened and I saw a quick smirk play across his lips before he grabbed the back of my head with his hand and pulled my head down to rest on his chest as he held me close. 

"Sylvia, you silly girl." I could hear the sheer amusement in his voice, "Now, why are you blushing? We've slept together in the same bed for nearly a year, you live in my house, change your clothes in front of me, even. So, why is it that falling on top of me makes you blush like this?" I could feel the heat in my face intensify and I opened my mouth to answer, but I couldn't force the words to come out. What was he talking about? "It's not that big of a deal, Dear. You don't have to answer me. I just found it to be rather sweet, if I'm being honest." 

"I don't understand it though, why is it happening?" 

"Sometimes it happens when people get embarrassed, I suppose. I've not felt that feeling in quite a long time though."

"Why would I be embarrassed around you, though? I never have been."

"Who knows, My Love. You're getting older, and you body is er-- maturing, I suppose. You could be developing more physical feelings rather than the simple admiration you've always had for me." He tittered before I was able to get a word in.

"What do you mean by physical feelings?" I was more alert now, curious, and feeling slightly insulted. "Why would that even happen? I've never felt physical feelings for a person. "

"It's all a part of attraction."

"But I'm not attracted to you, Nicholas."

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow at me as my blush deepened. "That's what I thought. I don't mean to seem arrogant on the matter, I call things as I see them, Pup. There's nothing wrong with it, I assure you." 

"Then why do I feel so strongly that it is wrong?"

"It's a foreign feeling to you, you've never felt it before. I promise, it's completely natural. Just try not to worry about it, the feeling will either turn into something more, or it will just disappear altogether. There's nothing to be done about it, Pup." Is he saying that it might get worse? I might feel more of these physical feelings and attraction toward him?! I quickly got up off of Nicholas and made my way back to the bedroom, trying to hide the embarrassment that was now encompassing my mind. I sat on the bed, staring at the wall for a few minutes before Nicholas showed back up again. 

"You know, it's really nothing to be ashamed about, Sylvia." I shot a glare at him for humiliating me even more. "No, really. Think about it. You're an adult now, that's what happens when you spend a lot of time around someone like this. It's natural." I rolled my eyes, and looked back at the wall, not wanting to make eye contact.

"How do you know? It's not like you're going around blushing every time I get too close to you."

"Sylvia. I've got over 200 years worth of experience in hiding that sort of thing. It doesn't affect me much anymore. But, whether I like to admit it or not, I feel it too." My jaw dropped. 

"What do you mean, you feel it too? What does that mean then? The feeling won't go away? What do we do about it?" In one swift motion, Nicholas lifted me up off the bed and into his lap, with my legs straddling his body so that my face was once again, only inches from him. I felt the heat start in my face again, only this time it wasn't just my cheeks. The heat radiated through my whole body, warming me and creating feelings I'd never felt. He lifted his hand up to my face and tilted my chin up so I was eye level with him. 

"This is what it means, Dear Sylvia." He brought his face closer to mine and ever so softly brushed his lips against mine before kissing me on the tip of my nose. I was almost disappointed in myself for wanting it to be more than that, but when he did that, it awakened something inside of me. A passionate flame was burning ferociously in my stomach. It felt like an entire armada of butterflied had been set loose in me. I began to feel things that I never expected. The area between my legs was alit with an intensity unmatched. I wanted more--no. I needed more of Nicholas. I had no clue what I was doing, but I did what felt right at the moment. I pushed my pelvis into his as I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him back in closer, and clumsily smashed my lips against his. 

"Sylvia, what are you doing?!" Nicholas pulled back quickly. "Dear, I don't think you're ready for this!" Not what I wanted to hear at all. 

"No, I want it."

"You need to wait. You're not in any position to be doing this right now. I'm a vampire, and you are in a severely weakened state. I could hurt you without even meaning to, My love. You must calm yourself, until I am sure I can fully control myself, and that you are back up to full health. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I let something happen to you." He picked me up just as swiftly as he had before and placed me back on the bed next to him. I found myself pouting unintentionally, and he chuckled once again. "All in good time, my dear. Now get some rest, I have some errands to run." 

He left the room without looking back, leaving me wanting more, and wondering what had gotten into me that I'd felt such a way for this man, this monster.