Love Agreement With The King

Roselyn took a long breath and gazed up to meet John's eyes. After staring at the light in his eyes which was emanating trust and support she nodded, "I am ready." She breathed out her decision.

John didn't let her the time to reconsider her decision as he quickly speeded toward her.

Roselyn focused onto the ground but she didn't make it in time to even creak the ground that John had already reached her. "Roselyn you have to trust your powers!" John said, like if he was implying that she was purposely not focusing because she was scared of the consequences.

"You don't have to be afraid of your powers." He said after reaching his usual spot.

Roselyn closed her eyes, she tried to think about how the fire would heat around her, how strong and powerful it could be, and then she imagined creating it, setting it flame after flame, and creating a path that would reach John. 

The ground began to tremble as Roselyn focused even more but John soon reached her.

"Keep going." He said before going for another attempt. 

Roselyn did the same, this time trying to focus more on the creating process to set the fire, and when she opened her eyes she imagined it surrounding John. Ash rose from the ground but once again, John reached her before her attack could work.

"Focus more Roselyn!"

Roselyn clenched her fists, the ash was still floating and when John began to rush, the ground creaked and trembled, sparkles appeared burning the plants and quickly setting them on fire.

John reached her a second before some light weak flames began to burn the ground.

Roselyn smiled seeing how she was beginning to learn and slowly but properly controlling her powers. 

John reached her spot once again offering her a proud smile and as soon as he speeded Roselyn quickly managed to set another light fire not much far from him. 

She did it! She smiled and her eyes sparkled with happiness and joy, she focused more and the fire quickly began to intensify and poke but just to suddenly extinguish.

Roselyn sighed, but John when he reached her smiled proudly, "Roselyn! You did it! See!" He said, his joy was so overflowing that she smiled, "but it extinguished!" she complained.

"It doesn't matter Rose! It still counts as an improvement!" John cheered her and turned around to reach another time his usual spot.

"One last time," John said, in a hoarse tone of voice.

It was her last tentative, she could do it she just had to focus all her energy and repeat what she already did earlier.

It was harder than how much it seemed, yet that didn't mean she couldn't do it.

Roselyn took a long breath and when she closed her eyes the dried plants onto the ground began to burn. The fire fed and slowly reached John controlled by Roselyn.

When John found the fire in front of him he immediately stopped and turned around trying to change his direction yet a new fire appeared and surrounded him quickly.

Roselyn was draining out of energy, but she did it and the joy she felt now was worth her effort.

As soon as she reopened her eyes the fire extinguished as quickly as it was set.

John wrapped his arms around Roselyn and embraced her, "I knew you would have done it." He proudly said and carried her by her hips to gently sit her down on the ground.

"How do you feel?" he asked, caressing her cheek and smiling at her genuinely.

"Tired," she said before taking a long breath, "maybe we should have a source of energy, to burst each other."

John arched down his eyebrow not fully understanding what she meant by saying that, so Roselyn soon explained herself, "I mean, maybe you should bit me. When you did last time, it was useful to both of us."

John nodded no with his head vigorously and gestured with his hand, "I almost killed you."

Roselyn cupped his chin and turned his face to gaze at her, "but you didn't.".

John barely managed to control himself last time and a few seconds later maybe the wound he caused to her would have been lethal. Who knew what could happen now?

Although when Roselyn took decisions it was very hard to convince her to change her mind.

Two strong personalities like theirs together would either nourish like Roselyn's fire or extinguish like the sun before the rain.

"John please, I am too tired and I wouldn't remain alive if only an attack makes me so tired," Roselyn begged him, and John, as usual, let her win, abandoning himself to her will. 

"Alright." He said, in an unsure and almost concerned voice.

Roselyn slipped up her dress, John caressed her pale smooth skin, staring at how sweetly the goosebumps in her skin emerged from his touch.

He revealed his long flags, and slowly hesitantly leaned toward her thigh. He inhaled her familiar floral scent and only that was already enough to awaken his primal side, he drove his evil side away will all his strength and determination as he mentally cursed himself.

'Don't dare to lose control' he warned himself when he delicately brushed his fangs against her skin before sinking inside.

Roselyn narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists to bear the pain. She could feel John sucking her blood and his flags cutting even deeper.

The pain Roselyn felt was as if thousands of sharp knives cut her skin multiple times, a burning sensation so painful that she had to bit her tongue not to scream in pain.

When John finally released, shivers of pleasure ran toward her legs. Roselyn was quickly recharged and she could feel bursting in energy and so full of life that she could fight alone a pack of werewolves.

John's eyes flashed an intense red light, his pupils were almost fully dilatated and a ramification of veins popped out his pale skin and became visible through his arms and his neck.

Roselyn wondered if it was only her blood to cause him that effect or if it was human blood in general.. Roselyn's wound soon healed and John helped her to stand up.