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Hell Kat

Jaxon

Jaxon was resting in his room. Closing his eyes, he could feel the servants in the house bustling around trying to get things in order. Kat would be arriving just before dawn. He wondered what her plans would be when she came back home. Other than learning how to live as a vampire now, when and what best to eat, things were on the contrary…normal.

Yes, he had some great enhanced senses and some supernatural type speeds, including levitating and moving in the air; overall, he still had his basic worries and concerns. He still had one big problem. Kat. How was he going to maneuver living this way with her around. When it’s just him in the house, no issues. Everyone has accustomed themselves to his new ‘job’ and weird hours. No complaints, yet.

Kat on the other hand, he had to be a bit sneakier around her. He would know tonight, just how well his scheme would work out. He was going to test something he and Nessa had discussed in depth about. When it seemed that the house had eerily quietened down, he knew that Kat was almost home. On that note, it was time for him to start getting ready.

Starting off, he showered using some of the special concoction he got from the Wyrhta’s. He slicked his freshly trimmed hair back into a modern style. With being a vampire, he was also getting use to the slow growth of facial hair. He’d even started growing a Van Dyke style beard and mustache. For the time being, it was more or less stubble. He was quite proud of his five o’clock shadow.

After his shower, he took the container of Sp100f and lathered his chest, arms, face, neck, and any other exposed areas with the lotion. When he glanced at his handy work in the mirror, he noticed it even added a slight tan tint and glow to his skin. This was going to be interesting, he thought to himself. Not only does he look like he freshly stepped out of the shower, but tanned as well. The working out before leaving with Nessa also toned up his ab structure and gave better definition in his biceps and triceps. He would have to see if working out either maintained his physique or if it remained the same.

He pulled on the vibrant deep purple button up muscle shirt, the black dress pants, his loafers, put on her collar for him, a shiny bracelet, and matching watch. He messed with his hair once more. He could tell that a different presence entered the house, something about the house felt colder, maleficent. It could only be Kat. He focused on hearing the rest of the house conversations to confirm his thoughts. That was abruptly stopped when Kat raised her voice to Oliver and a few of the others rushing around.

Jaxon stopped focusing to regain any hearing. It was squelched like an off station radio station turned up too high. After a moment, he headed out of his room, he was on a mission to save the house staff from Kat’s wrath. They didn’t deserve whatever resentment or wrongdoing lashing she had to dole out. As he strolled down the steps, Kat’s back was too him and Oliver’s head was hanging low with a few of the new housekeepers cowering behind him.

“Why can I not leave this house for a day before you buffoons decide to mess things up?” she barked out. Oliver looks up to try and explain to her about what was going on when he sees Jaxon coming down the steps.

“Kitten, it’s so good to see you home,” Jaxon teased her. When he hit the last two steps he added a bit of joyful jump down. Kat spun on her heels about to place some of her frustrations on him, too. When she saw how he was dressed, her lips moved but no words come out. Oliver idly stood by wondering what was going on between the two of them.

Jaxon came up to her, placing an arm around her waist and pulled her in. She could feel the toned abs and his firmed arms holding onto her. “Why must you come home and torment the staff, like you do? What does that do for them? Or you?”

He hooked his fingers under her chin and raised it up to look at him. He leaned in, very close. His lips barely brushing hers. “You must be very tired. Would you like me to draw you a hot bath with some bubbles and some wine, my dear, Kitten?”

“Uh, mm, Jaxon?” Something about his appearance spike a new sensation in her tensed body. Waves crashing on a rocky shoreline, her body responded in kind to his touch. “Th-that would be nice, bu-.”

Jaxon interrupted her, putting his finger on her lips between theirs. “I can get that done for you. Whatever else that needs to be done, can be reserved for tomorrow. That is, unless, we need to head out tonight.”

Kat shook her head. Her mind was boggled with Jaxon’s change of attitude, and attire. She felt a deep thumping in her chest blocking out whatever was currently bothering her and a growing wetness between her thighs that she was not use to having without her control. “No, not tonight. We have the.”

“Ah yes, the Gala, in two days. I just wanted to make sure that nothing else was planned beforehand. It sounds like you need a couple of days rest before your big day. Hmm?” he said coaxing her to relax.

Only his eyes looked up to Oliver and one of the girls, he licked his lips which grazed across hers. Her body shuttered in his embrace. “Oliver. If you will, please get our Mistress a hot tub ready. Put the bubbles on the edge and bring in a bottle of the second to finest wine in house. Two glasses, please.”

Jaxon returned his attention to Kat. “See, no need for yelling, my Kitten. It will be taken care of, in the mean time, you can calm that tiger in you. You’re home now.”

“Yes, yes, I am.” Her voice quivered, as she was speechless to this new Jaxon persona. She was fighting against her own body’s inhibitions to take him right now and her anger from her business adventure strenuous outcome. So many things while at her office abroad, several clients rescinded on their arrangements, causing her to lose money. She would now have to make new pacts with other clients.

Kat was about to comment on how he looked when he scooped her up in his arms. He looked at the driver standing statuesque by the doorway. “Bring her things inside, Oliver, or another keeper will tend to it. Thank you.”

Jaxon had become rather brazen with his words. He learned if he didn’t step up and passively defend the staff, they’d end up being her whipping toy. They didn’t earn enough to deal with her aggressions. He knew other ways to quell her beast. Taking her upstairs, he managed to get her bedroom door open. He’d yet to be in her room, but it was twice if not three times the size of his. It had a massive walk in closet, the size of his bedroom back home, a bathroom with two sinks, a vanity, a double walk in shower with a raindrop shower head, and a two person jacuzzi tub sitting further into the room.

He headed to the large tub sitting her down on the edge. He turned on the hot water and adjusted it according to the steam. That was something new he would have to work with as well. He couldn’t tell exactly how hot or cold something was, he knew it was hot or cold, just not how. As the tub filled, he motioned her to stand. Gently undressing her, he placed all her clothes off to the side, one of them could deal with that later.

She amicably worked with him. “Tell me if that’s too hot for you, Kitten. It feel fine to me, but it may be different for you.” Jaxon said motioning to the water.

She dipped her hand into the water and shook her head. “Too hot,” she replied. “What happened to you Jaxy? You were quite against, this, us?”

She reached up and toyed with the collar on his neck. He gave a shrug of his shoulders. “I figured why fight it, Kitten. This will benefit us both as long as we can come to a compromise on what I will and won’t do, that is acceptable to you.” He gave her a wink taking off the last of her clothes. “Get in. It should be fine now.”

“This was not something I was prepared to come home to, Jaxon. I can’t say, I don’t like it. I very much do.” A low purr escaped her lips as she enamored over his outfit. “I do say, if you shopped by yourself, you should do that more often.”

She settled into the tub and Oliver knocked at the bathroom door. Jaxon stepped away and to retrieve the wine, glasses, and bubbles. The cork had already been worked out, but slightly put back in place to open easily. Smart thinking, Oliver, he thought to himself. He set the glasses on the counter and poured the wine in each. He brought one of them over to Kat. While the water finished filling up the tub, he poured in the bubbles and they created foam around the tub.

Kat relaxed in the water and sipped on the wine. “Mm, I would love to come home to this all the time. Can that be a compromise?”

Jaxon shrugged again. “I’ll think about it. If you got this all the time, would you be surprised each time? Or would you grow tired of it? I would think you’d prefer nice surprises versus mundane routines.”

She sipped the wine and weaved her head side to side. “You’re probably right. Don’t think you’ll hear that come from me often.” She reclined her head back, closed her eyes, and savored the wine as it sat in her mouth. “Will you stay in my room with me tonight?”

Jaxon noticed she wasn’t looking and anxiously glanced around the room. So far, his plan was working. Her question, if nothing else, threw him off guard. He thought about it for a moment too long. She raised her head up to look at him. “Jaxon? Did you hear me?”

He smiled playing it off. “Yes, I was just letting you enjoy yourself. You seem like you needed this.”

She edged towards him, the water sloshing about. “I want you, Jaxon. In my bed, with me. Remember prom night? I want that all over again. It was amazing.”

Jaxon recalled that night. He knew this day, or night, would come eventually. It had been prolonged as much as it could have been. This would be a true test of his will. Could he do it without feeding on her? It was now or never.

As he caressed her soapy body getting out of the tub, once in her bed, he pleased her unlike no other time in her life. Her body called out to the heavens. The thought of ever changing her sickened him to the bone. At that moment, he knew, that he’d have this small bit of control over her, torturing her with his newfound vampire charm, but that she would never get this special gift from him. If he had anything to do with it, she’d never learn of it, either.