Taming My Vampire Servant

Ivory and Sigmund gazed at each other for a long time, before one of them moved backwards.

The shy Master turned beet red, then turned her back away from him. "Sigmund, I am going to rest," she gripped the thick blanket tightly and covered her whole body in it. 

"Okay, I am going to stay here to warm your bed," Sigmund uttered. "I am your one and only bed warmer."

"B-bed warmer?! We're not in Betania CIty!" Ivory pursed her lips as she continued to feel hot, "Plus, I don't have any coins to give you."

"Huh? I am just warming up your bed for free, stupid woman. You'll need me especially in winter. Think of it as a perk for summoning the Great Vampire Servant, Sigmund," he then moved down to also place himself under the covers.

Underneath the soft and large blanket, Sigmund grabbed Ivory's arm and pulled her towards him.

"Sigmund!" she exclaimed, "Why are you-"

But she was interrupted when he suddenly embraced her tightly.

"I want to make the most of our time together while that punk Lycus is still away," Sigmund muttered.

Ivory felt so shy as she felt his warmth. Were all Vampires that warm? Sigmund felt more like a human. 

She wished he was, but he's not.

"Sigmund," she turned to face him and placed her arms around his waist. "I'm… sleepy."

"Hmm. Go sleep," the Vampire stroked her head gently.

"I'll sleep while we're under the covers? What if Lycus had the wrong idea?"

He grinned, "What wrong idea?" he chuckled and then wrapped his arms around her back. "What wrong idea could there possibly be made between a Master and a Servant? Tell me, Ivory."

Ivory moved backwards to gaze at Sigmund's face. He suddenly seemed to be serious with that question, judging by the way he changed his expression.

"You-You're right. There will be nothing going on between us… because we're Master and Servant," she furrowed her brows. To hide that she's getting teary-eyed, she buried her face towards her beloved Vampire's chest.

"I didn't even say anything, what am I right for- Oi, Ivory!" he asked worriedly as soon as he felt her tears on his arm. "Geez, you birdbrain, why are you crying?" Then, he peered on her face and gently wiped her tears with his fingers.

But she cried even more!

"Sigmund, you meanie," she uttered as she wept, looking at her with desperation in her eyes. "I know I am just a birdbrain, a dimwit, or a stupid woman to you, so why are you wiping my tears?!"

The Vampire Servant did not say anything. He just stared at his Master's face and listened to her trembling voice.

"I don't get it. You are a Servant, and I am your Master. Why am I… Why am I getting confused?" she grabbed his collar and neared his face, looking at his crimson-red eyes, "This is all your fault, Sigmund…"

Sigmund felt like his head was going to burst as he searched for the right words to answer to his confused Master. He was afraid that Ivory would confess to him without the influence of the extraordinary mana. If that's the case, how would they explain it to Goddess Destinia when She decides to judge their sins?

"Sigmund, you meanie... If you're going to be a Servant, act like one. Don't act so sweet towards me- Mmmm!"

To her surprise, Ivory was pulled upwards towards him making their faces leveled when his hands gripped her upper waist. He bit her lower lip, and as little blood oozed from it, he nibbled it.

When he paused, he smirked, "You speak too much. I told you to sleep, didn't I?"

She widened her eyes with the sudden action. It was the first time that Sigmund bit her lip, so she turned red as a tomato!

It made her even more confused. Did he really not understand her feelings? Was it because he's only a Servant?

Sigmund suddenly heard heavy footsteps with his heightened hearing, and he suspected that it was Lycus approaching the attic. He quickly pulled Ivory closer, then kissed her, and this time, he did not bite her.

It was a true kiss.

The confused Ivory retorted at first and tried to push him away, but Sigmund held the back of her head and wrapped his arm on her waist. She gave in when he inserted his  tongue in her mouth. Feeling weakened by this, she let him take the lead.

The two were making out under the blanket when the door opened!

"Master!" Lycus called. He noticed the bump under the blanket and sniffed to know if she's there, but he also smelled Sigmund's scent!

With haste, the Werewolf Servant grabbed the blanket and pulled it.

"Hey!" Sigmund yelled. "What are you doing! She's sleeping!"

Lycus glanced at his Master, whose face was buried on the Vampire's chest. When he saw that her eyes were closed, he said, "Apologies. Her family's looking for her, that's why I came here. Gracie and Flynn wanted to build a snowman with her," he sighed, then pulled back the blanket to cover them fully. "I will tell them that she's asleep." Then, he walked out of the room.

When Sigmund heard the door close once again, he peeked, and saw no one. Confirming that it's already safe, he lowered the blanket slightly, with their heads already sticking out. He arranged the pillows properly for them, "It's alright now. He's gone."

But Ivory did not respond. She pretended that she was already asleep, so that she wouldn't have to face Sigmund after that embarrassing, wild kiss!

The Vampire could hear his Master's heart beating so fast, so he knew that she's just pretending. After embracing her tightly, he kissed her head and said, "Have a good rest, Ivory."

She was more confused than ever. Why and how come she and her Servant were suddenly making out?

She was just ranting about him being unpredictable and how he acted unlikely as her Servant!

Ivory realized that she just made a grave sin. In her mind, she prayed to Goddess Destinia and asked for forgiveness about having feelings for her Servant. She knew that it was very wrong of her to think about him as a lover. 

'But why does Sigmund act like this?' she thought to herself, and she knew she wouldn't ever know the answer unless Sigmund tells her.

After a few minutes of thinking about what was happening to their relationship and promising herself that she'd never do it again, Ivory finally fell asleep in the warmth and comfort given by her beloved Servant. 

…

Then, a week passed by. Those days, Ivory made sure that Lycus was always there. She wanted to make sure that she wouldn't be tempted to do something unacceptable with Sigmund once again.

It was time for Qawiun Academy's third year students' orientation. Snow was still falling from the pale sky, and everyone was wearing their thick coats. Nobles wore their finest and most expensive fur coats, while those who were not nobles like Ivory, only wore long capes made of cotton.

At that moment, they're unclassified and without sections, she was able to see who might be her rivals in the Servant Competition after their graduation. Ivory, Sigmund, and Lycus arrived a minute late, and some of the students looked at her with disdain. 

"The country bumpkin is so lucky, she has a handsome Spirit Servant and a handsome relative!" 

"She doesn't deserve it! Look at her, her clothes have some stitches, and has no sense of style. It must be hard to be poor."

The gossip mongers talked about her, especially the two hot men with her who were gaining a lot of attention!

Not minding these people who had nothing better to do, she walked in the hall to find her friends.

"Ivory, here," Arcea said, careful not to louden her voice too much. Behind her was Zephie and Metamorphus, waving at her.

She waved her hand back and gave a smile, then approached them. Lucius was there as well. Both his and Arcea's Golem Servants were in their inactive state and in their bags.

"Why do you wear such thin clothing?" Lucius asked her. He then took off his fur coat, then placed it around her. 

Ivory refused, but Lucius said that the thick clothes he was wearing could make him warm just enough. The gossip mongers became extra jealous of her because she's treated kindly by Lucius!

At that moment, Principal Arthurdane was already in front discussing the general rules of their third year's kingdom working experience. Students, who are mostly in pairs, are assigned to specific cities with certain jobs, and it will depend on the one requesting assistance. If they quit midway due to certain reasons, they will be punished by repeating the year, or transferred to another place to do a new job. They were also required to write a monthly report on scrolls indicating what they did.

He ended the orientation in a cheerful tone, "Take care of yourselves, and return to Qawiun Academy ready for the Servant Competition!"

A loud cheer was heard from the students. Afterwards, the students lined up towards the exit to receive their own guide scrolls and apprenticeship permits from the Educators.

While Ivory and the others were lined up, Sigmund made use of this time to approach the principal, who was watching from the side.

"Anything? Did you already remember a Royal Knight named Diana?" Sigmund asked. Ever since he knew that Lucius' mother is Ivory's real mother months ago, he had been bugging the principal to remember her.

But he shook his head, "I'm only forty-nine, my memory's all good."

"I doubt," Sigmund joked, and the principal laughed.

"Maybe she belonged to another group. The castle grounds are vast. Maybe I had not met her."

Sigmund sighed. He knew that Lucius' mother had a trauma with Servants, so he couldn't just barge in her house and ask her if she knew what his problem might be. He decided to give up asking the principal because it seemed like he didn't know her. He went back to Ivory's side and hoped that someday, in Goddess Destinia' right time, he'd know the answer to everything.