This was it.

Roxanne had never felt it before, but she was certain she had recognized it for what it was: the feeling that a bond could last forever. The feeling that a relationship wasn’t ending for an eventual end. The feeling that she was truly in it for the long haul.

Was it because of the vow that bound her and her fellow Leopolds to eternal service of Caius? She allowed herself to wonder, but the answer was instant: It wasn’t.

No, she could feel that vow as a chain around her heart, ready to tighten and clench the moment she disobeyed the Divine Ordinance that put that vow in place.

Underneath the chain of the vow, however, was a thin band that glowed warmly. Despite how thin it was, though, it was stronger than the chain could ever be. It was also wrapped around her heart, but didn’t tighten or cause discomfort. On the contrary, it filled her with a wave of comfort as though her feet had finally found solid ground and would never again be shaken.

It was like she had truly found her stable foundation on which to build.

Past Centuries of existence? Pssh, nothing compared to the vast possibilities of the future.

Past relationships and loves? Mere wisps in the air compared to this. Those felt like mirages in a desert heat— fleeting and gone in a moment. Nothing at all like the solidness of the new affection waxing strongly in her chest. Affection concentrated especially at the thin band around her heart.

Suddenly, everything felt new. Her hand on Caius’s skin felt like it was feeling him for the first time. His rod in her grip seemed to radiate a warmth that she had never known it had— a warmth that matched the one from the band around her heart.

Caius stopped feeling like a person separate from her, but rather a part of her that she needed to reconnect with and never be separate from again.

Is this love? Roxanne asked herself.

’Don’t be silly!’ A firm, authoritative voice spoke in her head, ’You’ve known him for how long? You’ve been with him how many times?’

Roxanne saw sense in the words of the reasonable part of her brain, but then, she also saw that it was wrong.

What did it matter how long she had known Caius?

What did it matter how many times they had been together?

What did it matter how many centuries she had lived?

What did it matter how few years he had lived?

For that matter, what did it matter what circumstances they had first met?

What did anything matter when they were not even slightly—even a tiny bit—as tangible as the band still warm around her heart.

"Roxanne?" Caius asked then.

He had noticed her grow still, and after she had just stared at him and said nothing, he couldn’t help but call out.

"Are you alright?"

Roxanne heard his voice. It reached her instantly and clearly in the deep valley of thoughts she was in and confirmed the convictions already filling her head.

Her lips spread into a wide smile that lit up her beautiful, seductive face.

"I’m fantastic," she said.

"Well... Good," Caius said with a smile of his own.

Roxanne seized his lips then, and of course, it felt new. Somehow, impossibly, the sweetness of Caius’s lips had reached another level. And the way Roxanne shook as she tasted him, it was feverish, like an addict who was finally allowed her fix.

She gripped Caius even tighter than ever, and as he groaned into their kiss and thrust his hips forward, pushing even more of his length into her grip, Roxanne felt the warmth radiating from the member spreading up her arm and warming her body.

Meanwhile, the band around her heart was already radiating warmth, and soon, her entire body was warm with deep desire coursing through her. Amazingly, Roxanne did get warmer to Caius’s touch.

When Roxanne took her lips off his and began to trail all over his face, there was a deep, slavering moan leaking from her lips as she allowed herself to be completely taken with hungry desire.

She bit all over his body, creating welts and savoring every reaction he gave to her actions. And then she began to work her way down his chest, still with that slavering moan, and Caius just watched her go.

When Roxanne arrived at his cock, however, and ’attacked’ him with light nibbles with her teeth, Caius threw his head back and placed a hand at the top of her head in delight. He had no idea of the thoughts running through Roxanne’s head, but he didn’t need to and just let the resulting pleasure envelope him.

Roxanne went all around the circumference of Caius’s rod with her nibbling while also humming into the organ, causing more insistent jerks from Caius’s hips.

And then she let out her tongue and began to lick all over, savoring the taste of Caius’s member while she took many deep breaths to saturate her olfactory senses entirely with Caius’s delicious and mouth-watering taste.

Roxanne lifted the cock and went for the hefty balls beneath it next, where, overtaken with the sensation that she was only truly feeling and tasting the two balls for the first time, she began to suck them into her mouth in turn and at times even had both at the same time.

All the while, Roxanne’s hand flew across the length of the rod. Her fingers still couldn’t connect around it, so of course, she resorted to twisting her wrist.

Caius groaned at this, his hand wrapping into Roxanne’s sleek platinum blond hair to take a handful and holding on tightly. He didn’t pull Roxanne harder toward his groin, and neither did he attempt to push her away. He seemed to just be hanging on for the ride. A ride that, if Roxanne’s current fervor was to be believed, was going to be very intense.

Roxanne looked up, trying to see Caius’s face, but his cock and her hand rotating around it were an obstacle, so she just closed her eyes and really settled into her act. Every sound Caius made was like he was touching and manipulating her erogenous zones.

Just the taste and the feel of his cock and balls had her clit so hard and throbbing that its contact with the material of her panties set her off into fits of pre-orgasmic delight.

Her nipples were jutting from her impressive peaks as well. The nice cool air wafting through the room touched the erect nubs and set them off so much that Roxanne let out a deep moan.

Could there possibly be anything comparable to this? Roxanne asked.

Again, the answer came immediately; There wasn’t. This was one of a kind and the only thing that could ever fill her with such satisfaction and pleasure.

Not even the reasonable part of her mind could counter her on this, as it had also succumbed to the truth that the band around Roxanne’s heart was professing. The truth of an impossible, yet possible, everlasting love.

As the word came to her head, Roxanne felt a thrill of delight.

She made her way from Caius’s balls and back to the stem of his rod, where she allowed herself a circulating lick of the imposing length before she went up to its bulbous tip. She wrapped her lips around the rod and sucked hard with that intense fervor of a newly found enjoyment.

Caius groaned harder than ever. He retained his grip on Roxanne’s hair, but her latest step in fellating him caused his knees to wobble a bit, and he fell forward. He raised an arm quickly enough and pressed it against the door to keep himself upright.

Roxanne looked up at his face and felt a deep swell of satisfaction to see that he had shot his eyes due to the intense pleasure wracking through his body. It inspired her to double her already intense effort as she moved forward, gobbling even more inches of the rod.

As she did, Roxanne moved her tongue all over the organ, giving it a delectable and intense lick that caused Caius to set off into a steady thread of groans and grunts while the muscles in his arm tensed with effort to keep himself up and not completely crumble with pleasure.

To make things even more difficult for Caius to keep himself in control and not succumb to the spasms that were now threatening to wrack through him, Roxanne had intensified the rotation of her wrist around the part of his rod not in her mouth.

And then Roxanne went even further forward, taking more of Caius’s rod into her mouth until the tip pressed against the back of her throat. But she didn’t stop and kept going until her gullet expanded to allow him entry.

Her gullet wrapped Caius tight in a warmth and constriction that made him lose so much control that he shifted. His eyes turned vampire red, and he took his hand out of Roxanne’s hair just before he unsheathed his claws and sank them deep into the door.