Need You Now *Aquila*

[Gabriel Kingman]

Gabriel shushed his gentleman's gentle man, Alfred, when he came through the door. He lay on the couch in his office with an infant on his chest. A little pink tear still perched on his little cheek. Gabriel had been up with him for two days, forgetting to feed himself even with the 'round the clock feedings he insisted on doing himself. The child was fussy most of the time, always hungry. He had been informed that this was normal for a royal born vampire. The rate in which he was growing said he was healthy, even if Gabriel was at his wits end.

"The new blood slave will be arriving soon, your grace." the old man whispered. Gabriel gave him a sleepy wave and a nod to let him know he heard him. Silently, the old man retreated from the room. Gabriel had been taking care of his son by himself since his birth and was completely exhausted. The child woke him so often in the daylight hours that he was now bleeding from the nose and ear, which he kept wiped clean with a handkerchief.

With the child finally sleeping, even with the tiny hiccups and shuttering breaths he took from time to time, he was asleep. Gabriel's body finally had enough and he was suddenly asleep for the first time since his 10 minute nap the day before. Father and son slept silently and never even heard the blood slave that slipped into the room quiet as a mouse, no doubt instructed to do so by Alfred.

[aquilatombler]

Papa had called her into his office just before sun rise. She and her sisters had been keeping night hours since they were infants, though it had been a long time since just one of them had been summoned by Papa. Aquila worried her hands before knocking on the door. "Come in child." She heard and entered on to see not only Papa but her mother as well

"I've found someone in need of you as you and your sisters have requested; Magistrate Kingman. He is in need and I have arranged for you to attend his needs." Papa told her gently while her mother stood just behind him. Her face serene, though her eyes shown with a mix of pride and sadness. Felicity knew it was time for her girls to leave. Esteban had indulged her shamefully, they deserved a chance at happiness too.

After much hugging and a few tears Aquila was on her way to become a part of Magistrate Kingman's household. She was told little other then the he was very important an he took care of his newborn son. She was quietly impressed; growing up in a vampire's household she knew children for them were rare indeed. It is why her Papa found Henry for her momma. Odd as it may have been growing up she loved all three of her parents.

After arriving Alfred showed her to her quarters and instructed her on what was required of her. She smiled reassuringly at him and promised everything would be fine. Alfred showed her to the room and waited 'till she was in. The soft snick of it being shut behind her was all the prompting Aquila needed. Her eyes searched the room 'till they fell on the couch.

There lay a dark haired gentleman, a tiny bundle cradled against his chest. Her heart softened just looking at the two. She remembered holding Delilah when she was just that small. Moving quietly so as not to rouse the babe she crept closer. Once next to the couch, she sank to her knees. A small smudge of blood was on Magistrate Kingman's ear. With care she pulled her handkerchief from the sleeve of her blouse and gently wiped it away. He must be starved she thought, and knew she was here to feed him. Aquila was more than just accepting of being a blood slave; she truly wanted to be one.

With care she turned her left arm up and used the edge of her right thumb to cut her inner wrist. Once the blood welled she held her arm up to his lips knowing the smell would entice him to drink. Bold. Yes, Aquila knew that it was risky to do such a thing. She also knew a vampire bleeding such as he was needed her and that was all she needed.

[Gabriel Kingman]

Gabriel was sleeping deeply. But no matter how deeply a vampire slept, even with the influence of the sun, it didn't mean he wouldn't wake up. He was famished from not feeding regularly. It seemed that every time he needed to feed, his son would need his attention and he was more important.

Somewhere in his lonely dream state, something stirred his senses. It was faint at first. Light perfume? A woman? Blood? The last scent roused him just enough. "Mmm." he moaned softly in his sleep as his instincts took over and his had turned toward the source. It was so close and smelled so sweet. The hand that was not resting on his son's back reached for the offered wrist and pulled it to his mouth. Upon his first long pull, his fangs clicked out, piercing her skin. The effort roused him from his sleep and he drank deeply. His eyes opened and turned toward the person who had woke him.

He didn't know who she was but her gift was greatly appreciated. He closed his eyes and savored the sweetness of the blood. There was no tinge of fear, no taint of adrenaline, just pure sweet and salty blood. She was healthy, well nourished and delicious. A half pint...thats all he would take. That was really all a vampire needed when fed properly. He probably need more but just as he had found out, every time he fed, his son stirred and whined in his sleep. His eyes opened again and looked at his son as he began to fuss and pulled the wrist from his own mouth and moved it to his sons. His other hand gently moved to lift the little head to the holes he had created.

His eyes moved back to the woman as the babe began to suckle from the woman's wrist. "Thank you." he said softly as the deep circles under his eyes faded significantly but not completely. He turned his eyes back to the child and stroked his head softly with his thumb until he suckling stopped and his mouth went slack. A few tablespoons would be all the babe needed which was why he fed so often. A small drop of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth and Gabriel quickly took the handkerchief he had for his nose and ear, left on the side of him where he lay, and dabbed it lightly. "Asleep again, thank God." he murmured and sighed, closing his eyes. "Whats your name?" he asked, his English accent thick from his exhaustion.

He let go of her wrist and guided his hand to let the babes head lay on his chest again, "He misses his mother, I think." he added with a hint of saddness. "I would stand in the presence of a lady but it might wake him."

[aquilatombler]

The soft moan the man made as he stirred. She watched patiently as he cupped her arm and pulled her wrist to his lips. The dark contrast of his skin against the paleness of her own made her smile softly. Her lashes brushed over her cheeks as she fed him. the soft pull of his mouth on her skin was soothing in it's own way. Aquila wondered if this is how her mother felt. She could only look on as he drank. At ease, she gave him a soft smile as his eyes opened and he looked at her. His eyes though tired held her till they closed once more.

The babe began to fuss and he guided her arm to it's little mouth, the suckling was much different from the Magistrate's. Soft toothless pulls, she could not keep the tender look from her face as she watched it's tiny head. "It is my pleasure." She replied softly not wanting to startle the babe. Aquila could not hide her feelings, nor was she one to do so. Her mother had always been so open and each of the girls had taken after her in that regard.


It pleased her that both seemed to settle into restfulness once more and he inquired as to her name. "Aquila Tombler, I am glad to be of service to you and your little one." she told him, in a very quiet tone. She knew from her littlest sister that a babe could be exhausting. Delilah had them all frantic with her fussing for months. Nothing but endless rocking seemed to sooth her and by the time she was a year Esteban's household was nearly in an uproar. She could sympathize with his exhaustion.

He, ah. the little babe was a boy. She could only nod and gave him a understanding smile as he let go of her wrist and she withdrew it. "Rest now, I will be here when you need me again." Aquila didn't want him to move if he needed more sleep. Already though she could see the signs he was healing from taking even a little from her. Pleased that she could do such a small thing. Seeing the many years her mother spent with Esteban had prepared her for just this life and she wanted it. Wanted to be able to take care of the needs of someone else. She hoped that perhaps he would need her for quiet some time.

[Gabriel Kingman]

Gabriel needed to sleep, he needed to feed more but at that moment he carried and instinctual need that he wished he could take care of. Feeding always aroused him and he had not had the opportunity to indulge in gratification since his child was born. He sighed softly as he adjusted his hips to accommodate the reaction down below. It was not something that he would apologize for, it was who he was, a vampire. The walls in the office were stone so he should be able to sleep fine if the sun were going up instead of coming down.

Gabriel was surprised that the babe did not stir when he moved. His belly must finally be full. “Can’t sleep now.” He whispered. He pointed to the baby bed behind her, “Help me lay him down.” He said very softly and moved his hands so she could pick the baby up from his chest. The ache in his groin was too much for him to just lay there. He thought if the baby stayed asleep, he could shower and relieve the pressure.

Once the baby was off his chest, he sat up. He rubbed his face and sat back on the couch as his son was laid in his bed without so much as a sound. “You have healthy blood,” he murmured, “He is satisfied.” The must be why he was so aroused. His body was very well nourished at the moment. He looked at the woman and wondered if she was going to be the type of blood slave that let him know her carnally when he fed. She was beautiful and knew he would like to lay with her but some blood slaves were just not open to it. While he could make them, he never could bring himself to do it because of his knights code.

In his aroused state, he could not help but watch her move. Each line and each curve was in perfect proportion and quite alluring. There was no way he could hide the lust in his eyes and even if he could the bulge in his pants would give him away. “Would you watch him while I…take a shower?” he asked her in a soft voice before rubbing his face and muttering, “…an ice cold shower.”

[aquilatombler]

She moved back slightly and then stood. The subtle flare of her skirt brushed along the backs of her calves as it fell straight, from her kneeling position. Aquila had chosen her outfit with great care. A almost ankle length serviceable skirt of dark grey and a lighter blue silk blouse. She nodded and gently picked the little one up and cradled him close so he would still feel the close contact of a body. Trusting that he liked to rest upon his belly she gently transferred him to the bassinet and covered him with the light blanket. She could not help the extra brush of her finger tips over the soft down of his hair. She wouldn't deny she had a weakness for little ones, not after caring for her little sister.

She turned giving him a shy smile at the praise. It was mostly her mothers doing, she had insisted that the girls keep a healthy diet of foods that would ensure good health and keep their blood rich. Mostly she wondered if Esteban had not had a hand it partly. "Thank you."

"I would be glad to watch over him; What is his name?" Aquila could not help but ask. She did not feel right thinking of the baby as just that, baby or boy. She rather preferred the name of things so as to better associate with them. Her eyes drifted over him and fell on his arousal, Aquilla looked away not wanting to be forward, by staring. Her cheeks belied her notice as a soft blush tinted her normally pure alabaster skin. Being the palest of her sisters was something of a curse to her as they could always tell when she was embarrassed or thinking something of a delicate nature. She was here after all for all of his needs if he asked. She was educated fully on what would be required of her as a blood slave and accepted the position and all it entailed. "Do you need me for anything else?" she asked softly, once again hoping that she was not being overly bold. It would not be right to not full fill all of his needs completely. It was after all what she was here to do.

[Gabriel Kingman]

Christ, it had been too long since Gabriel had sex while feeding. The ache in his groin was going to take so much more than a soapy hand job, it might take three or four. He had not yet had time to read the woman’s file but from what he heard, she volunteered to be a blood slave. He wondered if she was a full service blood slave since the ones who sold themselves had a choice.

"Do you need me for anything else?"

Now he would blush. Maybe vampires didn’t have blood to rush to their cheeks unless they were well fed and quite recently but the bashful look was always telltale. “I…I haven’t read your file.” He said softly. “I do have ’other’ needs, Lady.” He added respectfully, “But I come from a time when I swore to a code of honor. Part of that is never to force my needs upon another.” His eyes wandered to the sword and shield hanging on the wall, encased in glass, well sharpened and well kept but clearly hundreds of years old. “I have other needs and those who would fulfill them if I so desired. What I need to know…” he felt so wrong asking her this. It made him feel ungentlemanly. GEEZ!, he needed to man up and just ask. He sighed and closed his eyes, “Are you one that is willing to do so, for you are beautiful and I should very much like to…” he cleared his throat unnecessarily but out of habit, then in a very quiet voice he said, “Have you to fulfill them.”

Gabriel was a knight of the old code, before the king gave consent to his knights to fornicate with whomever they wanted. It wasn’t right. Whereas he should be able to engage in relations with anyone he wanted, they should always be given the opportunity to say yes, or no.

[aquilatombler]

Her brow furrowed as she grew slightly puzzled. He was being much more shy then she expected a magistrate to be. His voice was soft and gentle as he spoke. She nodded. No she knew quiet well what she was getting into when she decided to volunteer to become a blood slave. Years of seeing how it was for her mother gave her hope that she could find just a position for herself. She had even went as so far as to seek out enlightenment in certain duties that may or may not come with such a position.

It was not an immediate love that her Momma and Papa had, but she had grown up seeing and feeling their love and adoration of one another. Shamelessly they carried on in private unwittingly displaying for the girls a fairy tail romance almost. It did not matter to them that their mother was naught but a servant. Each of them fondly wished to have exactly the same sort of life.

She read extensively of the books that her Papa had collected. Her cheeks colored in a little more, becoming a deep rose under her porcelain skin. Her gaze turned to where his did as he looked at the beautiful sword and shield mounted on the wall. Aquila could see him carrying both. Indeed he was quiet noble. Her lips parted slightly as she stared at his own lips, imagining what it would be like to have them pressed to her own. To have them devour hers... or to devour them with her own.

Her skin flushed a little more as she brought her gaze up to meet his. Awareness of her own self came slowly but nonetheless. He had given her control when he could have just as easily not. Shocked by her thoughts, she cleared her throat softly and slowly nodded. She would most willingly do anything he asked of her. He truly had but to ask it of her.

"I am willing Magistrate Kingman to full fill any need that you have of me. If it pleases you sir." She added, slightly nervous but excited by the prospect of full filling desire that he may ask of her. She moved from beside the baby's bed to stand in front of him as she spoke. She stopped a step away from him and waited with baited breath for what he would say.

[Gabriel Kingman]

If she was that sort of blood slave, he could see her being a favorite. He had exhausted all his other blood slaves trying to keep Angie alive. He had retired most of them as a result and he was slowly going to have to rebuild his harem. He hated that word but it was what a group of blood slaves had always been called. At that moment, he felt such and urgency that he was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Her mouth was the most perfect shape he had ever seen with dark red lips against an ivory complexion, just like the women from his favorite era, the 1920's. Even her hair was naturally in the styes of the age. He found that one hand was tracing her lips and the other slid idly through her ebony locks.

"Then, I must say, lady, I wish you to please me." he drawled in his native accent, so thick with desire you could cut it with a knife. His hand went down to his fly and slowly unzipped his zipper. If she had been trained, she would know what to do.

[aquilatombler]

Her pale blue eyes darkened as his finger traced over her lip, she could not help but look upwards as his hand burrowed into her hair. It was almost as if a match was struck. Her body seemingly flared to life with a burning desire to please him. Aquila nodded in acquiesce. She was finding it a little shocking to know that while she knew what to do, she had never truly done it before. The sound of his zipper strengthened her wavering resolve. Her tongue wet her lips slowly as she sank to her knees gracefully before him.

Her slender hands slid up the sides of his slacks and eased them from his hips. Her dark head bent towards her task as her hands worked at helping him step free of them. She carefully divested him of his boxers and paused only a moment in wonder at the turgid staff that stood erectly before her. Aquilla began by stroking it gently moving down the full length and cupping his balls. It felt like hot silk beneath her lightest touch. Leaning forward she lapped at his head, once, twice. Glancing up every so often to gauge his reaction. Feeling emboldened she began to take more of him within her mouth, a little more at a time as her tongue swirled around the very tip and then along the raised veiny ridges. He tasted of spice and salt. More pleasing then she had anticipated.

Her hands held his thighs and soon moved to cup his buttocks as she worked her mouth up and down the length of him. Not wanting to forget any of her teachings. Aquila let her left hand cup his sack and massage it as her mouth twisted around his penis. Stimulation. Her focus was on that one word. It was key to pleasing a male in such a manner. Her books did little to prepare her for how well she would like and enjoy it personally. Gently she pushed the cock in her mouth to the very back of her throat and further with a yawning movement. Taking him all the way to the base where his fine pubic hairs teased her lips. She didn't gag though her throat constricted around him gently. Pulling back she eased down upon him again and again. Till he was completely pleased.

[Gabriel Kingman]

Gabriel needed this release. There was so much stress in being a single parent with a newborn, especially one so fragile and demanding. As a vampire, his emotions were raw and incredibly sensitive so even the slightest of arousing thoughts made his balls hurt if he did not sate himself. But with the baby always hungry or crying just because he wanted to cry, Gabriel rarely had time to take care of that need. This…what Aquila was doing was most welcome. He knew he could prolong it and make it last awhile but, she was human and her mouth and jaw would tire quickly on a cock of his mass and length so he chose to enjoy it and let the orgasm come how it may.

Gabriel laid his hands lightly on the sides of her head, too much of a gentleman to actually grab it but aroused enough to want to touch her beautiful black locks. His fingers trailed lightly through the silky ribbons that framed her face in just a way that he could watch her ruby red lips swallow his swollen shaft over and over. He let out a soft moan, “Mmm.” Before catching himself and shooting a look over to the baby. Seeing that he had not stirred, he looked back down with half lidded eyes and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. “So good,” he whispered, “But how shall I please you with you down there?”

Gabriel could have just let her suck him off then go on her merry way but he was not that kind of man. He liked sex to go both ways. He would be remorse to have his cock removed from her sweet mouth but he would rejoice to slide it into her silken sheath and fuck her till he had to kiss her hard to stifle her cries. Gabriel unbuttoned his crumpled stark white shirt and let it drop to the floor so he was now standing naked before her, his warrior’s body hard and trembling with desire.