#leonardo fluff

“Eyes of Amber, Eyes of Gold “

Ikeman Vampire - Leonardo/OC, Leonardo/Comte

 Excerpt Chapter 5 - Fluff

After a hot bath, Evayne donned a dressing gown and ladies robe provided by the very generous Le Comte de Saint-Germain and sprawled in front of the library fireplace to dry her hair. She had found a book of poetry by Veronica Franco, and while her Italian was quite good, she still had a bit of puzzling to do over the translation. She had left the library door cracked open to enjoy listening to Mozart working on his new piece down the hall. Life wasn’t that bad all in all. Sure, she was in a house full of bloodthirsty vampires, but so far, it seemed they preferred pancakes and tarts or black English tea. She grinned to herself, carefully turning another page.

Leonardo had passed by the door earlier, his mouth had gone dry at the sight. Pillows were piled nest like before the hearth with a thick quilt tossed onto the floor. She lay there, reading, lips moving slowly as if puzzling out the words. Her hair damp, drying into ringlet curls. He stepped away before she saw him…he needed his tools, his canvas…but it had been years. Ah, Vincent would have what he needed. Off he dashed to Vincent’s room, praying silently, she would still be in the library when he returned.

“Mi Compagna, I hope you weren’t too lonely!” Evayne startled as Leonardo entered the library, arms full of what looked like an easel and canvas plus several satchels and boxes. He produced a bottle and two small glasses. “An evening nightcap of a port wine I’ve been saving for a special time.” His grin was a bit infectious.

“And what special time might that be?” Evayne sat up, careful to make sure she was covered, she marked the page she was translating with a ribbon and smiled at Leonardo’s antics.

“Why the night that I break my artistic dry spell and begin painting again. You will, of course, agree to be the subject?” Evayne guppied as he handed her the glass of sweet wine. Her painted by Leonardo da Vinci? She took a sip of the wine.

“Well, I guess I could…”

“Nude?”

“Absolutely not!”

He grinned behind the canvas as he adjusted the easel’s height, well he couldn’t be blamed for trying.

“Would you let me arrange your hair?” She paused a moment, that seemed reasonable although she had to admit she had never had a man ask to do her hair. He peered out from behind the canvas in time to see her nod affirmatively. Within minutes he kneeled before her, fingers combing through still damp hair, braiding ribbons and pearls through it. He was obviously confident she’d say yes. He glanced down at the book she had been reading. Then intoned softly, his deep voice making her tremble slightly even in the warmth of the fireplace.

  We danced our youth in a dreamed-of-city

  Venice, Paradise proud and pretty

  We lived for love and lust and beauty

  Pleasure then our only duty

  Floating then twixt heaven and earth

  And drunk on plenty’s blessed mirth

  We thought ourselves eternal then

  Our glory sealed by God’s own pen

  But paradise we found is always frail

  Against man’s fear will always fail*

“Did you know her?” Evayne tilted her head up, her eyes shining bright. The cherry blossom scent tickled his senses, the beast in his chest circled restlessly. He paused, hands still in her dark curls. Never had he desired a drink from a vein so badly. Leonardo turned his head, not wanting to frighten her. His tongue traced his fangs lightly, as he relaxed, they receded.

“It was a long time ago, cara mia, but yes, I was in Venice then.”

“It must be amazing, being so long-lived and having the opportunity to travel everywhere.”

He touched her cheek, she gazed upwards into those dark gold eyes. “The world goes grey when there is no one to share it with, the pain of lost loved ones over the centuries is difficult to bear.” She touched his hand on her cheek, dark green eyes bright with unspoken compassion.

He blinked a few times, removing his hands from her. “Yes, then. Are you ready? Turn yourself a bit like this, yeah? You can continue to read while I work.” He gently positioned her, making sure she would be comfortable. Leonardo thoughtfully placed the drink and a small plate of cheeses within her reach. Then he disappeared behind the canvas, the intimate moment gone.

It was well after two in the morning when Le Comte entered the library seeking Leonardo’s company. Evayne lay on the floor sound asleep, the fire burned low now, a blanket was draped over her supine form. Leonardo sprawled on the couch, sipping the port, gazing at the finished painting. It had been barely a day, but the brushstrokes made it obvious how he felt. His soul was on the canvas. Le Comte picked the girl’s glass up from the floor and refilled it. Sitting next to his oldest friend, he drank deeply, studied the painting, and sighed. The smell of turpentine and linseed oil did little to drown out the enticing scent that was hers alone.

“She’s ensnared you as well?”

“It seems that way does it not?”

Comte rested his head on his lover’s shoulder. Leonardo laced his fingers through Comte’s, sharing the warmth of understanding through touch and said nothing more.

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LEO X READER

"Please don't leave me"

PART 1

Notes: Leo has been acting differently towards his S.O lately (you), and you decide it isn't working anymore, but Leo comes to his scenses and begs for you to stay.

Warnings: I think there's like 1 swear word. FLUFF!

(This is my first time writing, so I'm sorry if it's not so good or it's boring and basic, but I'll improve over time :) enjoy).

You hear your boyfriend coming in from his night patrol, laughing and joking with his brothers. You're sat up on yours and Leo's shared bed under the quilt, staring at the wall, listening to Leo come closer to the door. It's 3am. Things haven't been the same between you and Leo recently, you barely see him, he's always on patrol or training, even in his free time, something must have changed, something must have happened for him to be this way. He used to spend a lot of time with you, now you're lucky if you see him 10 minutes a day, even then he wouldn't look you in the eye. He slowly opens the bedroom door expecting you to be asleep, only to find you awake. "Y/n, why are you awake? It's 3am". You felt awkward and nervous speaking to him, it feels like you don't know him anymore, it feels like you're distant. You start to twiddle your fingers. "I... Umm... I was overthinking, I guess". Leo pulls a frown at your comment, and sits on the end of the bed with his back to you, cleaning one of his katanas. "Huff, nothing new there now is there..." he hisses. You felt your stomach drop, usually he cares for you when you're down and overthinking, usually he's so clingy and always giving you love and affection but why was he being sarcastic? What's gotten into him?

Part 2 available on my blog.

LEO X READER

"Please don't leave me."

PART 2

"What... What do you mean by that? You stutter as you timidly try and get your words across. "Seriously y/n? What do I mean? You don't do anything, you just sit around the sewer all day moping." His comment made your stomach drop and your heart hurt, you can feel the butterflies you usually get when you see Leo slowly dying. His comment brought your attitude up a little, making you slightly mad. You've had enough of how he was being, this is the first time in a long time he's properly spoke to you, and it's not even a kind conversation. "Excuse me! I SIT around here ALL day waiting for YOU! Waiting for you to give me a little attention, maybe notice I'm here!", you let your emotions go a little, and Leo's face scrunched up into a mean frown. "Y/n, I have a responsibility, I have priorities...", he paused, his face changing from a frown to a slighting upsetting face, looking as if he regrets what he said. "I thought I was your main priority Leo", you can feel yourself getting angrier at Leo's comments, even though you were hurting, you couldn't show him, it seems like he doesn't care. "I have a city to save". "What about a relationship to save", Leo shot his head behind his back and gave you a harsh stare. "Yeah... well maybe that's not what matters right now y/n." Leo turns his head back around. Looking down at his katana. "YEAH, WELL LEO, MAYBE YOU SHOULD SET YOUR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT!" "Yeah, well MAYBE there's more important things in my life than YOU right now!" Leo shouts at the top of his voice, shooting up from the corner of the bed. His face suddenly fell sad after he said that. There was an awkward silence for around 10 seconds as your eyes slowly filled up with tears. Leo then started to stare at the floor, looking a little disappointed in himself. "Really? That's how you feel?" You say as your voice cracks, you can feel the lump in your throat you get when you're about to cry, holding the tears back as much as you could, but a few tears couldn't be saved as they roll down your cheeks. Leo doesn't even look up at you. He just sighs, looking at the floor. You slowly stand up off the bed and grab your bag pack from the corner of the room, packing as much clothes and items as you could fit in there. Leo continues to stare at the floor, with a lower face this time, a guilty look, his eyes watering slightly. He's pushed the love of his life away. You're crying harder now, as you do what you never thought you'd ever have to do, leave. You pick up the picture of you and Leo in a frame and shove it in your bag thinking he wouldn't want it. "Leave that here" Leo murmurs quietly. You turn to look at him, but he has his back to you, and you place the picture back on the desk and decide not to react.

Part 3 available on my blog.

LEO X READER

"Please don't leave me"

Part 3

(I'm sorry it's in so many parts, I didn't realise how long I wrote it.)

Heading for the bedroom door, you try to hide the fact you're crying, you can't help but sniffle, which makes it obvious. You open the bedroom door and take one last look at Leo, who is still staring at the floor, but this time, with his eyes closed and his arms by his side floppy. You decide not to say anything and close the door. Your heart sinks. You walk down into the main part of the lair and look around at the place you used to feel at home. When you finally find your way out of the sewer, you make your way to your apartment, still in tears, still hurting. As you open the door to your apartment, you gaze around at the place you haven't seen In a while, and decide the first thing you're going to do is clean yourself up. Your face was red from the crying and you go splash cold water onto it to cool you down. You hear creaking around your apartment, but think nothing of it as you haven't slept here in a while and it could be noting. You made your way to your bedroom, where you turned off the light and slumped onto your bed and couldn't help but let more tears escape your eyes. That's when you hear a familiar voice, stood near your some how open window. "Y/n?" You turned to see Leo, stood there saying your name, he couldn't even look you in the eye. You were crying even more now. "What do you want Leo? What are you doing here?" You say as your voice mixes tones due to your excessive crying. "I'm.. I'm sorry... kitte..." "DON'T LEO! DON'T CALL ME THAT! DO NOT DECIDE YOU WANT TO CALL ME KITTEN NOW! DON'T DECIDE TO APOLOGISE WHEN IT'S TOO LATE..!" "But y/n listen..." You shoot up off your bed and aggressively approach Leo. "NO YOU listen Leo! For months you've forgot about me, acted like I wasn't there, like I was nothing, didn't be there for me when was upset, even told me I wasn't your main priority and I'm not important, and I just sit around all day? NO LEO! I WAIT FOR YOU...!" "Y/n please I..." "No Leo! I don't want to know, if I can't get away from you here I'll just go somewhere else..." "No y/n I..." You go to walk away towards your bedroom door and Leo tries to grab your wrist but you rip away.

Part 4 available on my blog.