Court of Ambrose

Jealousy

{Celeste’s POV}

I froze, my breathing heavy, I could hear my heartbeat in my chest, I could feel the blood flowing through my veins. I thought about everything I’ve been through.. everything I worked so hard to achieve. I worried about if I’d ever be able to live with myself knowing that I gave up on the future that I risked everything to achieve.

“W-What do I do? What’s happening to me?” I asked, gripping my throat. It burned like I had drank acid, the slow fire building in my chest. “It hurts..” I whimpered, dropping to my knees. “It hurts so much!”

Veryn dropped down onto his knees beside me. “I know that you don’t want to lose any of that, so just let me help you get it out of your system.” He said, pulling me against him, he looked over me, his eyes searching mine. “I know another way to get it out of your system.. do you trust me?” He asked, both of his hands grabbing either side of my head.

I blinked away the tears, the burning sensation in my throat making it hard to speak. I nodded, placing my hands over top of his. “I-I trust you..” I whimpered, barely above a whisper.

He pulled me flush against him.. “I’m sorry.. this might hurt a little.” He said, his voice sounding strained. I felt something pierce the skin of my neck, then could feel my blood being drained from my body as I heard him gulping it down. I turned slightly, straddling his hips as he drank my blood, my body moving slowly against his.

He grabbed me around the back, pulling my body closer against him. One of his hands running up to tangle itself in my hair. It didn’t hurt anymore.. it felt.. weird, but good all at the same time. My body felt lighter, and I suddenly became very aware of his hands on my body, as the other one ran up and down my back causing a soft mo** to escape my lips. “V-Veryn!” I whimpered, my hands running up to his hair, grabbing handfuls of it as he drank down another mouthful. We were so close, our bodies sliding against one another, my back arching to give him better access to my throat. I flung my head back, seeing Dayus behind us, watching us with a strange look on his face. He looked as if seeing this both upset him, but enthralled him, like he wanted to look away, but he couldn’t. A blush spread across my face, and I watched as his eyes went wide staring down at me. His hand moving to the front of his pants as he quickly turned on his heel and rushed from the room.

Veryn pulled back, and I straightened my back, looking down at him as I still sat straddling his waist. I watched as his chest heaved with every breath he took. His fangs were protruding from his gums longer than they usually were, and his bright red eyes were glowing as he stared me down. I watched my blood drip from the corner of his mouth, and this soft ache lit up in my chest, as his tongue darted out to lick it up.

“V-Veryn..” I whimpered, my hand coming up to cover the bite marks on my neck.

He moved me off of his lap, setting me down on the ground gently before turning and brushing his hands through his hair. “Do you feel better?” He asked, keeping himself turned away from me.

I nodded, looking down to the floor. “Y-Yes.. I feel better.. thank you..” I whispered, keeping my eyes down.

“Good.. try to go get washed up.. the bathroom downstairs at the end of the hallway should work for you.” He said coldly, as he walked away from me without saying another word.

Was he angry with me.. did I do it wrong? I questioned myself, as I carefully stood from my spot. I rushed down the staircase behind the bookshelf, running as fast as I could until I made it into the bathroom he was talking about. I flung the door shut, leaning against it and trying to catch my breath. I heard a gentle, but panicked voice behind me. “Um.. Celeste..” Dayus’ voice whispered softly.

As I turned I saw him, his shirt was discarded in the floor, and his pants unbuttoned. He was placing a towel down on the towel rack and as he stared at me I could feel my body heating up. I couldn’t help but ogle him, his toned body on full display. “D-Day..” I whimpered, turning sharply and pulling myself to the door. I covered my eyes with my hands trying to bring myself back to my senses. “I’m so sorry.. I didn’t mean to.. Veryn told me to come in here and get washed up..” I whimpered, my whole body shaking slightly.

I felt his hand wrap around my wrist as he pulled me up against him. I opened my eyes, and was face to face with him. “What is up with you and Veryn?” He asked, staring me down.

I shook my head. “Nothing, there’s nothing going on with us.” I protested.

“I saw the way you two acted.. you’re suddenly so close with him.. and you were obviously enjoying yourself.” He muttered, his eyes darting to the floor as he released me from his grasp. “Forget it..” he mumbled, beginning to push past me to the door.

“Are you.. are you jealous?” I asked, regretting even speaking as he turned towards me. I thought for sure he’d be angry, but instead he wore a blush across his face and his eyes were wide and wildly looking over me.

“Of course I’m not!” He protested, but his face told a different story. He was jealous of his brother and I.. but was there really anything to be jealous of?