That's a lot of candles (OTA, Backdated to March 14)

[emotioneater]

Another year had crept up on the vampire. He wasn't particularly fond of his birthday anymore. It was just another reminder of staying the same and the rest of the world getting older without him. Kind of a depressing thought if he dwelt upon it too much. But at the same time, all things would happen as they were warrant to. The Buddhists had perfected the idea of living in the now and he tried to follow the same philosophy. So he decided to spoil himself a little bit and take the day off from helping to run the affairs of both the Nest and the Night Council both.

He started off by getting a cupcake from a smaller, lesser-known shop and taking a walk down to a local park to eat it. He spun the daylight ring around his finger, wondering about how different his life had been a year ago. He'd had no girlfriend, no real position of power in the Nest, and had not been content with his lot in life at all. Now, he had almost all he could wish from life. He was determined to enjoy it for as long as possible. Life was always warrant to change on a dime.

He spent most of the day wandering through London, visiting his favorite places. London's as much his home as anywhere else in the world is. His mood was bit subdued, but ranged more towards thoughtful than melancholy. Eventually, as the day dimmed and turned to night, he returned to his home.

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p.s. ur girlfriend is the best cooper

[stauncherhearted]

Nancy had been waiting all day for Cooper. She'd known it was his birthday, and she'd done some planning. First things first, when he arrived home, all the lights in the house would be off, except for a few floating balls of light that would lead him to the living room. A light shone next to a lovely leather arm chair, indicating that he should sit. Next to the armchair, on the small table was a wooden box that contained his birthday gift.

Once Cooper sat down in the armchair, Nancy appeared, holding a tray with a crystal decanter and two glasses sitting on it. That would have been normal. Except for the tray. And the way she was dressed. Knowing a little bit about her boyfriend's fantasies, she's gone to great lengths to fulfill one of his tonight. Which means she's wearing perhaps one of the most cliched outfits known to man: a French maid costume.

"Oh-! Master Cooper, I did not know you had come in." She curtseyed, like she was his proper servant. "Forgive me for being late with your Scotch."

[emotioneater]

Cooper returned home with his mind and heart a bit lighter than when he had left. He'd known that Nancy was planning a surprise, but of course, she wouldn't tell him what it was. Knowing her, it was going to be good. He found his birthday gift first, sitting down as he opened the box. It was lovely as per Nancy's tastes. He wondered if she had stolen it, for it looked too expensive for her to have bought on what passed for her salary.

His eyes went wide as Nancy appeared and a slow grin spread across his face. He could feel some of what was coming off of her emotionally: that flirtatious, saucy nature that she could fake for clients, but that was genuine only around him. He reached out and curled a hand around her waist, drawing her close to him.

"You're forgiven, my dear." His hand rand down her back and below her skirt. "Let's have a taste of that Scotch then."

[stauncherhearted]

Nancy shivers under his touch, leaning closer to him. She longed to put her head down on his chest, kiss him and properly wish him a happy birthday. But that wasn't for right now. That was for later.

Right now, she had a role to play, and a fantasy to fulfill.

His hand is cold on her butt, causing her to lean against him a bit more, even as he sits. With his hands on her, she goes for the decanter. Carefully, she pours them each a glass, then hands one to Cooper.

"Tell me what you think, Master Cooper."

[emotioneater]

He clinks his glass against her's before taking a gulp. The Scotch felt cool on his throat as it went down. "Delicious." He wasn't talking about the drink as his eyes roamed over Nancy in the black-and-white outfit.

He leans up and presses a kiss to the bare bit of skin he can see on her shoulder. "Mmm, yes, very delicious. Have you been keeping the house tidy and neat while I was away?"

[stauncherhearted]

The scotch is cold, and hot as it burns it's way to Nancy's stomach. She closes her eyes, tilting her head back just slightly to give Cooper a good view of her neck.

"I have, Master Cooper," she tells him, careful to address him properly with each word. It was part of the role. "I hope it's to your liking."

[emotioneater]

His fangs come out and he traces a light line along the veins in her neck. "I see something else to my liking." Nevermore was sex tangled up then when he was drinking from her. It was such an intimate act and had been ever since he'd first fed from Nancy, almost two years ago now.

The two intertwined as he kisses first her lips, then the side of her jaw, careful not to cut her with his sharp teeth. He moves down to her neck, his kiss turning into a bite as he finds a suitable place to feed.

[stauncherhearted]

Sex and blood had always gone hand in hand. Fagin knew this, and had capitalized on it with Nancy. People paid money for sex. Vampires paid money for blood. Sometimes there was both.

But not with Cooper. With Cooper, they hadn't had sex until the night he nearly put a client through the wall. The night they first got together. He'd never paid her for sex. He'd never had to.

She kisses him back, before he takes his lips from hers, kissing over her cheek and neck. She tilts her head, trying to give him the best access to her veins. Her neck is scarred over from countless bites over the years, but if that stops Cooper at all, he doesn't show it.

There's a sharp inhale of breath, almost a shriek as Cooper bites down on her neck. She pulls herself into Cooper, wrapping an arm around him. One hand fists itself into his shirt as a moan escapes her lips. The blood leaving her neck is warm, and Nancy finds her eyes fluttering shut.

[emotioneater]

Their relationship had undergone a constant metamorphosis: from a business relationship to friends to lovers. Now, they've reached the comfortable position where he no longer feels the same twinges of jealousy as he used to when he lets her out of his sight.

Cooper drinks deeply, sucking her blood as one hand rests on her shoulder, the other flat against the arch of her back as she leans into him. He drank deeply, her sweet blood filling him with delight. He pulls back for a moment so that her blood will trickle down her neck, into the arch and down her shoulder. Then he uses his tongue to lap at it, gently now as he went back up to the initial bite he'd created.

He went slower now as he sucked her blood, the initial euphoric sensation giving way to a different sort of pleasure. It was so good when it was with someone he knew, trusted, and loved.

[stauncherhearted]

Nancy's breathing is heavy as he drinks, lapping up the blood on her neck. There's a moment, and she feels his lips on her neck again, drawing another gasp from her. She can feel her blood leaving, flowing into him, becoming part of him in some strange sort of way.

Nancy digs her nails into his skin, pressing her own lips against any part of him she could reach. Everything felt warm and white.

Some time back, Kyle had asked her if she got off on being fed on. She'd told him it depended on the person, if she remembered correctly. She'd been drinking, and it had been so long ago that she couldn't remember. Still, it was true. It depended on the person.

And Cooper always took care of her.

[emotioneater]

He has his arms wrapped around her, one around her tiny waist, and the other digging into the fabric of her dress on the back. He drank slowly now, drawing out the moment where he'd eventually have to break it off.

Cooper would be a liar if he said that there was a dark part of him that wanted to drain Nancy dry. It wasn't necessarily a malicious desire, more like the part of him that just wanted to be completely unrestrained and wild as he'd been in his youth. But she trusted him completely. That level of security she put in him was what kept him in check.

With a certain reluctance, he eventually took his last gulp of blood, coming up to take in a deep breath of air. Sometimes, it felt like being submerged underwater for long periods of time. Other times, it was like he had run a marathon, his heart beating a mile a minute. One hand came up to Nancy's neck, letting the small trickle of blood come to a stop on its own.

[stauncherhearted]

Nancy moaned throatily, dipping her head back against him. It takes her some time to get her breath back, feeling the blood flowing through her veins, it rushing through her ears.

She nestles up against him, when he pulls away from her. The urge to drop the whole game is there, in that hazy post-feed light. But it's his birthday, and the fun doesn't stop with a snack. It was only just getting started.

"How was your appetizer, Master Cooper?" she asks him, her lips touching his neck with every syllable. She picks his glass up and holds it to his lips.

[emotioneater]

He takes a long drink from his glass, licking his lips as he finishes his drink. "Delicious. But I think I'd rather move onto the main course." His eyes rove over her in that outfit, the skirt only just covering her ass and the neckline plunged low enough to show off quite a bit of decolletage. Oh, he is going to have fun. tonight.

He hopes she's not too terribly attached to that outfit because he's going to be doing his utter best to tear it to shreds with his teeth. Easy enough with regular teeth, but a lot more fun when one had sharp vampire canines.

[stauncherhearted]

It's honestly a terrible piece of costume satin. She's a little surprised it hasn't disintegrated on her already.

Nancy pulls away from his neck, shifting herself in his lap. "Whatever you like, Master." She takes his hand. "Where do you want to take your dinner?" There were so many places. "The dining room table?" They had so many pieces of furniture they still needed to break in.

[emotioneater]

"That sounds like an idea that suits me right down to the ground." He scoops her up in his arms and carries her on over the table, gently depositing her down on top of it.

His fangs come out once again, and this time, he goes to work on ripping her out of her costume. He's definitely not disappointed by the lingerie she's wearing underneath. It's fancy, the kind she might have once worn for only the most exclusive of clientele, but now was a treat for Cooper alone. God, he loves this girl so much.

[stauncherhearted]

Nancy lets out a giggle as he picks her up- she trusts him implicitly not to drop her, vampire strength or no. "And there's desert, too," she whispers before he puts her down on the table. She'd made red velvet cake, though the red color of the cake had not come from dye but from her own blood. An extra delicious piece of birthday cake for the birthday boy.

Nancy shivers under Cooper as his teeth destroy the costume, revealing the lacy red lingerie beneath. It had been a gift from a client, true enough, and now it was for Cooper's eyes only.

When the costume is gone, she reaches up to touch his cheek. "Dinner," she says with a gleam in her eye, "is served."