Taming My Vampire Servant

The wolf had a hearty laugh, and he told her, "Nice try. But you are incorrect."

"What?! Hmmm…" she kept on thinking who the creature might be, which made her sit on the dry soil with a serious expression on her face, and gathered all the clues in her mind. 

The creature is a wolf in the oak forest, and he's bigger than his pack. He said he's not a Beast Servant, yet he's powerful enough to be a Servant himself. She knew this the moment he healed her bleeding feet last time.

As soon as Ivory had a hunch who the creature was, she widened her eyes as she couldn't believe it.

The alpha wolf's light blue irises gazed into Ivory's same hued irises. He wondered what she was thinking of.

"I know..." she gulped, "You are a Servant… A Werewolf Servant, one of the two Classes who were banished!"

A smirk escaped from the gigantic creature's mouth. "You're right… But I want a more complete answer."

"Uhm… I-"

"Lycus' time is up. Just return tomorrow," the wolf said, then he turned his back on her, and the other smaller wolves did the same.

"But-"

"Lady Ivory, apologies, but I'm at my limit… Doing this easily drains mana."

"Oh, no!" she worriedly looked at him. "Then, let's go back!"

Lycus took her hand and the two of them ran away from the den towards their starting point. 

A flash of light blinded them for a very short while, and when they opened their eyes they saw themselves still sitting at the docks.

"Lycus, are you alright?" she asked upon seeing him drenched in sweat. "I didn't know this is too much for you. I apologize."

He shook his head, "It's alright, Lady Ivory. Because my mana quality isn't as great as yours, I couldn't hold on for too long."

"What do you mean-"

Lycus stood up, and offered his hand to help her. Feeling her knees weaken from the tiring daydream, she stumbled after standing up, making her grab Lycus' arm. 

The young man supported her balance by holding her waist. "Are you alright?" he peered into her eyes.

"Ah, thank you, Lycus," she smiled at him.

The Vampire Servant, who saw Lycus touching his Master, glared at them as his crimson red eyes glowed. His mood turned sour and with that, he quickly ran towards them, pulled Ivory towards him, and pushed Lycus to the ground!

"Sigmund!" Ivory called. "What are you doing?"

But the Vampire did not mind her. He continued to glare at the weakened Lycus.

"What the heck, Servant," he reacted, his body trembling due to the lack of mana, "What's your problem?"

Sigmund swiftly moved towards the poor man and grabbed his collar, "You're my problem!" He punched his face, and while Lycus couldn't say anything, he gathered water from the sea onto his hands through Advanced Water Elemental magic, turning the water ball into a big and sharp ice shard.

"Sigmund! Stop it!" Ivory screamed. She ran to him and hugged him from behind. "Please calm down!"

Feeling his Master's warmth behind him, Sigmund's eyes stop glowing, and the ice shard he held turned back to water.

"Aren't you too possessive for a Servant?" Lycus asked in a weak voice. "Just what are you, Sigmund?"

The Vampire clenched his fists. "I am just a Servant who looks out for his Master. Nothing more," he turned his back on him. "She doesn't like to be touched by other men, so you better keep that in mind… I'll take you to our hut to rest, Ivory."

As Sigmund grabbed Ivory's wrist and pulled her to go with him, Lycus stared at their backs. He saw Ivory worriedly glancing towards him, and he just nodded and smiled, as if saying he's alright.

But as Lycus stared at the gazebo's ceiling, he worried about Ivory having such a stubborn Servant like Sigmund. And then finally, he let himself drift off to sleep.

Inside the hut, the angry Sigmund banged the door as soon as they got inside.

"Sigmund, I told you to try to get along with him, why did you harm him?" Ivory asked in a loud voice, worried about her relative's state. "He used too much mana in guiding me to that dream!"

"He touched you!" the jealous Vampire responded. He held onto Ivory's shoulders and looked her in the eyes, "I hate it… I hate it when other men get close to you!"

"Why?" she asked. "Why are you acting like this?!"

"You promised me, so you should fulfill it!" Sigmund then forcibly took Ivory to lie on the bed. He raised her skirt, exposing her flawless legs.

Ivory tried to push him away, but he was unaffected even though she was already hitting his shoulders as hard as she could. "What are you doing?!"

Sigmund caressed the birthmark of Goddess Destinia on her inner thigh. "I am going to remind you of what you promised me back then."

Ivory let out a scream as soon as Sigmund bit her flesh. The more he sucked her blood, the intense pain turned into pleasure, one that's so strong that hitting turned to letting out soft moans. 

When she closed her eyes, she saw some things she didn't recall doing. She immediately opened her eyes, and was confused about what it was.

The Vampire paused sucking her thigh when she turned silent. He gazed into her light blue irises and asked, "Ivory?"

"Sigmund…" she pursed her lips. She wondered if she was seeing things because the pleasure she felt doubled because it was the birthmark he bit. "It's nothing."

Sigmund licked the oozing blood until there was no more, and he slid down her skirt to cover her legs. "I'm done. This should be enough to make you remember our deal."

"I… yes," she uttered.

When Sigmund left the hut with heavy steps, Ivory stared blankly at the ceiling, wondering why she saw those things.

She was puzzled why she saw in her vision that she was violently battling with the bandits in Hunter Town, and that she also healed herself while fighting with Lycus in the Greensteid Forest.

But the most shocking one was a vision of him and Sigmund kissing and pleasuring each other.

And Ivory wondered if all these vivid visions were just part of her daydreams. "I must be tired because of my dream," she thought, shrugging these thoughts off of her mind afterwards.

…

Five more days went on. Lycus could only accompany Ivory to the oak forest dream for a short while, so they only did it once a day. And in the remaining hours, Ivory took the liberty to think carefully about the mystery of the alpha wolf. Sigmund had been accompanying her to walk around Sapphiros Town every after her meditation, thinking that it might help her, and ideas might pop up if she's not cooped inside the hut.

Ivory and her Servant walked side-to-side in the streets of Sapphiros Town, which had some visitors roaming around. Ivory gazed at the sky painted with hues of blue and pink/orange/ where the crescent moon was already visible. She wanted to fully adore the simple white houses with potted plants in front, but she couldn't appreciate their beauty as she kept thinking about her relative, who had become more exhausted with all the meditations they've done so far.

"I feel bad leaving Lycus alone in the docks. He always needed to sleep long to rest," she sighed. "He's been working hard to bring me to my own dream. I hope I finish the challenge soon."

"You need any help from me?" Sigmund asked. 

But Ivory shook her head, "I have to find out for myself. Lycus said my extraordinary mana might be locked up if I'd be coached by another person."

"What a troublesome challenge," he scratched the back of his head. 

As they continued to walk, Ivory then noticed a group of tribespeople dancing on the streets. A small crowd was surrounding them, and she got so curious. She told her Servant, "Sigmund, let's watch them!" she took his hand and pulled him, "Come!" and the two of them went to watch the tribal performance.

When they got tired of going around town, they returned to their compound. Hours later, the sun had set, and they knew it was the usual time for Lycus to wake up and return for supper.

The hour had passed and it turned into two, but there was still no sign of him.

Ivory and Sigmund rushed to the docks and saw Lycus still sleeping. 

"Hey, wake up," Sigmund said, and when he touched his arm, he felt that it was too cold. "Ivory, something's wrong with him."

"Why? Does he have a fever?" Ivory was about to touch Lycus, but she glanced at Sigmund first. When he nodded at her in agreement, she placed her hands on his forehead, "No… He's as cold as ice!"