Surprise's My Friend
Aric rose and moved to answer the door.
Opening it, he accepted a tray of food and closed the door behind him.
"I ordered you some oatmeal with raisins for breakfast," he said, placing the tray on her lap before lifting off a cup of blood for himself.
"It should help ease your throat," he added, returning to the edge of the bed, sipping his meal.
Liberty moved the oatmeal around in the bowl with her spoon, the smell of blood from Aric's cup turning her stomach.
Seeing her discomfort he quickly finished his drink and took the cup over to his desk.
Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand he returned to Liberty's side.
"Please, eat something," he said, his eyes imploring.
Doing her best to obey, Liberty scooped a spoonful of the mush into her mouth.
Aric watched her face light up with surprise at the taste.
"I had the cook add brown sugar," he said with a hopeful smile. "You mentioned it the other night."
Instead of answering, Liberty shoveled another spoonful of the mix into her mouth the look on her face telling him she liked it.
"Make sure you drink your orange juice," he encouraged, nodding to the cup. "I had the kitchen add calcium and iron to help replace the blood you lost last night."
Hearing his words, the spoon fell from her fingers, clattering to the tray as her hand shot up to her neck.
Realizing that he'd struck a nerve, Aric looked chagrined.
"I'm sorry," he sighed, reaching out to move her hand away, placing his own in its place, his fingers gently caressing the soft, pink area he'd healed.
"Can you forgive me?" he asked, pushing the tray aside, moving closer, his hand still circling the area.
Liberty couldn't look away, her eyes locked on his.
Leaning in, he gently laid a kiss on the spot he'd so brutally mutilated only hours ago.
His lips moved over the area, canvasing it with kisses.
Sitting back, Aric looked down at her seeing the confusion in her face, the same confusion he felt himself.
Suddenly, Liberty leaned in, her arms wrapping around his neck.
"I forgive you," she sighed, unable to reconcile all of the feelings that were flooding her mind save one.
Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her closer enjoying the feeling of her warm body against his cold one.
Slowly, his hands slid up her back, sliding up into her dark hair. Gripping it, he pulled Liberty's head back, his lips seeking hers.
Feeling her lips open to his, he claimed her mouth, a purr forming in the back of his throat.
Pushing her back to the mattress, he swept the remains of her breakfast dishes to the floor, ignoring the crash they made as they hit the wood.
Pulling at her clothes, he had her naked in seconds. Pushing down the waistline of his own pants, he freed his already hard member.
Liberty's legs opened, welcoming him, her opening already pooling with moisture.