Taming My Vampire Servant

Sigmund transferred his Master to an end table, which was slightly higher. He didn't stop, as he was confident that with his heightened hearing, he could easily know if someone's coming near. The Vampire continued to savor his Master's blood, using his wet, coarse tongue to slide playfully from her neck down to her lower back.

"Sigmund…! What are you-"

"Sssshh. Keep quiet…" he leaned towards her and whispered to her ear, "Do you want your cover to be blown?"

"Of course not-"

"Then behave and let me replenish my mana," and he continued to lick her skin. His left hand held the edge of the end table, while his right hand explored her back.

"But Sigmund, do you need to lick my back? It tickles… Mmmm…"

Ivory trembled as her Servant licked her exposed back. She closed her eyes in a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure while clutching on the piece of clothing covering her bosom. As her Servant planted kisses on her, she couldn't help but feel like he's acting strange.

'If only Sigmund isn't a Servant…' Ivory thought as she bit her lip, thinking what their relationship could have been if it happened.

She imagined him being a protective lover, who would keep her away from danger, and he would be someone who would always be there whenever she needed him.

She imagined going out with him in Alpharion City, holding hands, as they did some window shopping. She also imagined how it would feel every morning to wake up with him on her bed, saying the words 'I love you', followed by a peck on the forehead.

Realizing what kind of scenes she was fantasizing, Ivory shook her head repeatedly, 'What am I even thinking of? Am I crazy? He's my Servant!' Feeling something moist in between her thighs, she quickly got down from the end table when Sigmund loosened his hold on her.

"Hey, why did you-"

"I… need to pee!" And she ran off to their private bathroom.

When Sigmund saw his Master's cheeks turn beet red, he smirked. He loved teasing her and seeing her comical, yet interesting expressions.

But then again, the Servant knew that that's all there to it. He could only tease her and touch her, without ever admitting his growing, forbidden feelings. Because he's only an entity who existed because of the Goddess' holy mana that She let humans borrow out of pity, he needed to accept that he and Ivory cannot be.

'Maybe if the black crow turns white, then I could be her lover,' he thought, because he knew that only a miracle could let him have her.

…

The following day, Nathan cooked spicy, sweet and sour grilled camel meat. The Masters sat with him in the dining area, while the Servants observed their Masters at the side. They neither feel hunger or thirst, and they were satisfied to see their Masters enjoy the food.

"Man, I'm so exhausted last night," Jasiel said as he placed some meat on his plate, "Those town guards didn't even let us have a break."

"It's your fault, you were too arrogant. You even spouted nonsense by saying that their town leader is under his wife," Morgan commented. He sighed, "Why did I even have a talkative partner like you?" He glanced at Ivory who was quietly eating.

Ivory didn't notice the conversation, though. She concentrated on munching the flavorful meat on her plate.

"How about you and Ivor switch? Even though he's a glutton, I'd rather have a quiet partner like him."

"No way!!!" Jasiel retorted, banging the wooden table with his fist. "I mean… You just can't leave me. Besides, who knows when the academy will withdraw him from this area. He's only a second year, so I think he will not stay for a year, unlike us."

"But I think Ivor is favored by the principal, so-"

Ivory paused eating and responded, "Apologies for breaking your good image of me, but I am here because I failed to do the task of Educator Wallace. I am not favored or anything… And in my stay at the academy, this was the second time I've been punished."

Jasiel and Morgan widened their eyes in surprise when they heard about it.

"Oh? Then Ivor's quite a mischievous one," Nathan reacted and he chuckled. He then started talking about how he was also punished when he skipped training during his first few days in the military. But he's now working as a camel breeder in the farm, and he felt that he liked that job better.

As Ivory listened to his stories, she did not notice that her mug was already empty. The spiciness of the dish had spread in her mouth, and when Ivory reached out to her mug, she noticed that she had no more water. The water jar on the table was also empty, "I'll go get some more water at the kitchen."

But Jasiel stopped her, "No, sit down! I'll get it!" He quickly stood up and grabbed the jar.

Jasiel got inside, and when he was out of sight, Morgan said, "Ivor, do you know Jasiel? I've noticed that he's too kind to you."

"Too kind?"

"Yes. Even though he's one hard-headed guy."

"Well, we're… acquaintances, but he has sort of a debt to pay..."

"I see, so that's why. Good job on making him behave, then."

Ivory gave a short laugh, then glanced at Sigmund, who smiled at her. Seeing her Servant's handsome smiling face made her embarrassed. As her cheeks turned red, she quickly looked away.

Soon after, Jasiel came back, and he poured water on Ivory's empty mug. Then he went back to his seat, "What did I miss? What's the topic?"

"You were the topic," Nathan said, and the three of them laughed as they saw Jasiel's confused reaction.

The light conversation continued, and after eating their breakfast, Nathan led Ivory and Sigmund to his cousin town guard chief's outpost, introducing them to him.

The chief interviewed them for a while, and seeing that Ivory was slimmer compared to others, he assumed that she's frail, so he assigned her to a lighter job of patrolling the marketplace in their morning shift - after sunrise until noon.

Five days went by like a flash. The morning shift was not as stressful as the night shift, because the town guards, as well as Jasiel and Morgan, would always catch at least one rebel per night who was lurking around the town hall. They would go home drenched in sweat, and after cleaning themselves, they would replenish their Servants' mana, then go straight to bed to rest.

One evening, when Jasiel and Morgan went out to patrol, and Nathan went out to the pub, Ivory let Sigmund replenish mana. This time, they were sitting on the bed, her back facing him, and the Vampire had carefully removed her layers of cloth.

As he admired his Master's fair, flawless skin, he held her closely from behind to prevent her from moving around. He kissed her right shoulder first before sinking his fangs into her flesh.

Ivory noticed that recently, Sigmund had been kissing her body, aside from sucking her blood. She was distracted by this, and as the Vampire was drinking her sweet blood, he noticed her spacing out.

"You're quiet," Sigmund whispered to her. "Ivory? What are you thinking of?"

"Sigmund… I'm just wondering...." She turned to face him, holding the linen cloth in front of her chest, "What if a Master and a Servant fall in love… what will happen to them?"