Another Vacation
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+S to Z › Trinity Blood
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,908
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Trinity Blood, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Epilogue
~Epilogue
Esther cleaned herself of the blood first before following Ion inside the room. She coaxed Ion to go bathe with her while the sulking boy is sitting on his chair with red wine in his goblet.
Somewhere around their relationship, Esther learned that Ion is adding opium to his ‘drink’ as an added taste so she scolded him and told him to dilute the blood pill on a wine instead. Predictably Ion raged about it that goes along the lines of ‘it won’t have the same effect on our body like yours’ but Esther bullied him to it and won. Ion sulked for a good considerable hour, mumbling about stupid Terrans and who cares about opium, it’s so common anyway. But to Esther’s amusement, he actually obeyed her suggestion and never added opium to his drink again.
-
“Ion….” Esther coed. Ion just shifted in his position, his feet up the sofa and his legs folded up to his chest. A childish habit that he unconsciously does whenever he sits on a cushioned chair. It’s been like that for years since she had known the blond Imperial monarch.
Esther sat beside Ion. She caressed the lean thigh through the thin leggings and laid her head down on the narrow shoulders. Actually, she didn’t mind Ion’s adolescent features (despite of his actual age). She understands the way the Methuselah growth was different from normal humans and she like the way Ion is so she really has no complaint.
Ion let his head drop on the sofa and furrowed his brows in silent defeat and gulped his drink dry before slinging his arms around Esther and burying his face on her messily pretty hair. “You smell of me.”
“Is that your way of telling me to take a bath already?”
“No, I mean any Methuselah from miles away could identify my scent from you. Of course that will automatically inform them of what we have done.” He smirked.
Esther’s eyes widened and she blushed heavily at that. “Sou na! I mean…are you serious?”
Ion laughed at her innocence. “Of course I’m not. I’m just overreacting. Can’t you tell a joke from a serious one?”
Esther puffed her cheeks out. “Fine. If you want to go to bath alone then I’ll be on my own!”
Ion sighed. There’s no use in sulking the whole night away. He’s not a child anymore (despite the way he looks). “Why don’t you pick up the flowers and put it in some vase, Esther? I think it’s starting to dry out. I’ll join you in taking a bath afterwards.”
Esther blinked in surprise then her face settled on the more familiar pretty smile of hers before gasping out when something hit her. “Ah! So that’s what I’ve forgotten!” She thumped a fist on her palm. “I’ll go get the flower right now.” She immediately scuttled back to the porch to pick up the bouquet, completely missing the offense of a lower rank ordering her around.
After she had set up the flower vase, she returned to Ion and they put on their outer clothes to go to the Queen’s bathhouse.
At the big bathhouse, they laze around the large-sized scented pool, exchanging small little kisses and touches but being careful around each other. Then out of the blue, Ion suddenly brought up their conversation a while ago.
“But really, you smell of me. Methuselahs can detect my scent in you by several meters away.” Esther narrowed her eyes on him, thinking that he’s still making fun of her.
“No I’m not joking this time.” He smiled.
“Fine. Because you know, it’s really embarrassing. What if I go to your kingdom and we just did that then an emergency meeting came? The whole court will know that the Queen of Albion is having sex with the Marquis of Memphis who is the grandson of the second highest person in their land. Don’t you think I won’t die of mortification?” She said looking at him, with her wide, candid and worried eyes.
This is the person that has killed numerous vampires and has seen a lot of things. Ion looked at her disbelievingly and shook his head in amusement, with smile filtering through his lips.
Because he’s also afraid to admit that he might give in to Esther’s idea once they risked it all and do the real thing.
Her being top. That.
+
Yes.
Esther cleaned herself of the blood first before following Ion inside the room. She coaxed Ion to go bathe with her while the sulking boy is sitting on his chair with red wine in his goblet.
Somewhere around their relationship, Esther learned that Ion is adding opium to his ‘drink’ as an added taste so she scolded him and told him to dilute the blood pill on a wine instead. Predictably Ion raged about it that goes along the lines of ‘it won’t have the same effect on our body like yours’ but Esther bullied him to it and won. Ion sulked for a good considerable hour, mumbling about stupid Terrans and who cares about opium, it’s so common anyway. But to Esther’s amusement, he actually obeyed her suggestion and never added opium to his drink again.
-
“Ion….” Esther coed. Ion just shifted in his position, his feet up the sofa and his legs folded up to his chest. A childish habit that he unconsciously does whenever he sits on a cushioned chair. It’s been like that for years since she had known the blond Imperial monarch.
Esther sat beside Ion. She caressed the lean thigh through the thin leggings and laid her head down on the narrow shoulders. Actually, she didn’t mind Ion’s adolescent features (despite of his actual age). She understands the way the Methuselah growth was different from normal humans and she like the way Ion is so she really has no complaint.
Ion let his head drop on the sofa and furrowed his brows in silent defeat and gulped his drink dry before slinging his arms around Esther and burying his face on her messily pretty hair. “You smell of me.”
“Is that your way of telling me to take a bath already?”
“No, I mean any Methuselah from miles away could identify my scent from you. Of course that will automatically inform them of what we have done.” He smirked.
Esther’s eyes widened and she blushed heavily at that. “Sou na! I mean…are you serious?”
Ion laughed at her innocence. “Of course I’m not. I’m just overreacting. Can’t you tell a joke from a serious one?”
Esther puffed her cheeks out. “Fine. If you want to go to bath alone then I’ll be on my own!”
Ion sighed. There’s no use in sulking the whole night away. He’s not a child anymore (despite the way he looks). “Why don’t you pick up the flowers and put it in some vase, Esther? I think it’s starting to dry out. I’ll join you in taking a bath afterwards.”
Esther blinked in surprise then her face settled on the more familiar pretty smile of hers before gasping out when something hit her. “Ah! So that’s what I’ve forgotten!” She thumped a fist on her palm. “I’ll go get the flower right now.” She immediately scuttled back to the porch to pick up the bouquet, completely missing the offense of a lower rank ordering her around.
After she had set up the flower vase, she returned to Ion and they put on their outer clothes to go to the Queen’s bathhouse.
At the big bathhouse, they laze around the large-sized scented pool, exchanging small little kisses and touches but being careful around each other. Then out of the blue, Ion suddenly brought up their conversation a while ago.
“But really, you smell of me. Methuselahs can detect my scent in you by several meters away.” Esther narrowed her eyes on him, thinking that he’s still making fun of her.
“No I’m not joking this time.” He smiled.
“Fine. Because you know, it’s really embarrassing. What if I go to your kingdom and we just did that then an emergency meeting came? The whole court will know that the Queen of Albion is having sex with the Marquis of Memphis who is the grandson of the second highest person in their land. Don’t you think I won’t die of mortification?” She said looking at him, with her wide, candid and worried eyes.
This is the person that has killed numerous vampires and has seen a lot of things. Ion looked at her disbelievingly and shook his head in amusement, with smile filtering through his lips.
Because he’s also afraid to admit that he might give in to Esther’s idea once they risked it all and do the real thing.
Her being top. That.
+
Yes.