#vadoma

Vadoma and Adam sat outside, watching humans go about their lives. It was interesting to them, the oblivious humans going about their day as creatures of the night observed them with hunger and interest. Jack was gathering some of said humans for meals, and one of the mortals caught the attention of the female vampire.

She leaned to her brother and whispered, keeping her eyes on the female being that followed behind Jack. She’d seen her a number of times, the two often exchanged glances, and now, a couple months later, she wanted to do something about it.

“Barts.” He stopped, the train of humans stopping behind him. “That girl, bring her over.”

Jack nodded, grabbing the woman’s hand and bringing her to the siblings, then returning to the line and leading them just as he was before. The woman showed no fear, instead, studying Vadoma with e/c orbs.

“Do you have a staring problem?”

Vadoma turned a harsh glare to her brother. “Relax, love, you’re fine. What’s your name?”

“Y/n, miss.”

“Please, Y/n, call me Vadoma. This is my brother, Adam. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” She held out a gloved hand, to which Y/n took, and offered Y/n a kind smile. Adam allowed his eyes to flicker between the two girls as they shook hands, clearly confused by the sudden kindness from his sister.

He coughed lightly, catching their attention. “It’s almost dinner. Shall we head inside?”

“Ah yes, that’s a wonderful idea, brother. Would you like to join us?” Her eyes sparkled with amusement, watching the red rise up Y/n’s cheeks and her lips part with a slight smile.

“Is that alright? I don’t want to interrupt or ruin anything-”

“It’s quite alright. Come, dearie, I have lots to learn about you.”

Vadoma walked past Adam, dragging behind a very shocked looking Y/n. He chuckled, “Careful, sister, you might rip her arm off.” His chuckle grew louder when Y/n’s eyes widened even more, startled by his sentence.

They stopped at the large table, guests lying face down, Barts sitting in a lazily relaxed position. “What’s wrong?” Y/n pondered aloud. “Are they...”

“Dead? Yeah!” Barts laughed manically and slapped the seat next to him, “have a seat sister! We ain’t gonna kill you... yet!” His laughter intensified, but was soon hushed by Vadoma delivering a slap to the back of his head.

“She will not be dying. Not tonight.”

The siblings took their seats, Vadoma gesturing the seat by her for Y/n. Adam snapped his fingers and people rushed in with trays. On each tray were special foods, causing Y/n’s stomach to growl and her to drool a bit.

Adam’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “What will you be having, Y/n?”

She flinched at the mention of her name, caught off guard. “I uh- well, I don’t want to be rude, do you want to pick first?”

Jack cackled again. “No, darlin’, we can wait, you go ahead and pick.” His grin brought discomfort to Y/n, a shiver of unease running down her spine.

“Leave her alone, Barts.” Vadoma brushed her abnormally cold fingers over Y/n’s hand and looked deep into her e/c eyes. “Pick whatever you would like, Y/n,” she looked to all of the servants, “I’ll have whatever she has.”

“Well.. um... the turkey looks good...”

Silence. The people looked around, awaiting their orders, no one moved. They flinched backwards as Vadoma stood, her chair flying to the back of the room. “Did you hear her? She said the turkey.” Still, no movements. “Now!”

The servant with the turkey platter scrambled over to the table, serving Y/n and Vadoma some of the platter’s contents. They walked to Adam, he nodded, then they served him the same, after, they served Jack.

It was a silent dinner, some small talk here and there, but mostly silence. Once they finished eating, Jack and Adam exchanged looks, the same question bouncing around their brains.

“So, Vadoma, will you be...enjoying your desert soon?”

Y/n turned her head to Vadoma, confusion lacing her knitted eyebrows. “No. There will be no desert” Vadoma growled.

Adam raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me? Did I hear you correctly?”

“Gone soft?” Barts drawled with the intent to tease and draw the anger out of Vadoma.

“What’s wrong with desert?”

Jack smirked yet again, repeating Y/n’s sentence. “Yeah, what’s wrong with desert, Vadoma?”

She said nothing. She didn’t move. Just kept her eyes down to her empty plate. That was, until Y/n’s hand reached for hers. “It’s alright, you don’t have to have desert if you don’t want to. I’m sure your brother will have it again another nigh-”

“You ridiculous, silly, girl!” Vadoma stood up from her chair. “I don’t want to eat desert because the desert is you!” she flashed Y/n her fangs, then angerly walked out of the room. The three still in the room held the awkward tension.

“If you folks are going to kill me... y-”

Jack opened his mouth.

“We aren’t going to kill you.”

“We- wait, we aren’t?” His head snapped towards Adam. “But-”

“It seems my dear sister Vadoma has a soft spot for you, human. Perhaps, if we let you live, you could do us a favor in return? All you would need to do is be there for her. Be there with her. Of course, there is the other option.”

“A-and that is?” Jack smiled, biting down twice, showing that her other option would be to become vamp food.

Adam ignored his friend, nodding to the girl in front of him, “go. Go after her.” He pulled a key from his pocket and handed it to her, “this is a key to her room. In case she locks it.”

She nodded, reaching for it, but Adam grabbed her wrist just as she was pulling away with the key, “Just know, that if anything goes wrong, if you hurt her, I won’t hesitate to give Barts here, the signal.” Her eyes bulged out of her head, her heart began to race faster, but she nodded again and rushed out of the room.

Y/n found the door, stuck the key in and frowned when she noticed the lump under a pile of blankets. “V-Vadoma?”

“Get out.”

“It’s alright...” she shut the door behind her, entering the room bathed in darkness. “They told me I should find you-”

“Y/n? Oh... Come here...please.” Her tone changed. Y/n made her way to the bed climbing under the blankets. A gasp left her mouth as Vadoma pulled her roughly into her body, nuzzling her head into Y/n’s warm neck. “Thank you.”

“Mhm...”

“Y/n. Your heart is racing.” Vadoma whispered against her neck. “Do you think I’m going to kill you?”

“No.” She responded honestly, “It’s racing for... a different reason.”

“Oh? And what might that reason be?”

“I... I think... you’re gorgeous Vadoma. A beautiful, strong woman. I admire you. I have ever since I was first brought here, if I may be so honest.”