Catnapped – Part 17

I know ! I did another one! *buffs nails*

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Jacques stared at the computer trying to understand what the instructor was asking. Holding back a groan he poked at the keyboard key.

“This is why I’m not taking computer science.” Jacques has never been computer friendly and taking his classes online hadn’t improved his skills any.

“You can always email your instructor with any questions.”

Jacques toppled out of his chair, his butt slamming into the floor. “Ouch.”

Nevio smirked. “I didn’t mean to startle you little lion.”

Jacques snarled. “I’m not little.” He stood with as much dignity as he could muster as he pulled himself to his feet.

“What appears to be the problem?” The vampire leaned over the computer chair to see the screen.

“I don’t like computers.” He offered an embarrassed smile. “I should’ve considered that before I agreed to distance learning.” To be honest it had been the last thing he had worried about. He had been more concerned about the blood sucking part of their arrangement. He stepped back until there were a few feet between them.

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out, you’re a smart fellow.” Nevio’s hot gaze slid across Jacques in a visual caress.

“D-did you need me for something?” Jacques forced his voice steady. He didn’t want to seem like an idiot.”

“Yes. It’s time for you to do your part of the agreement. I require blood.”

Jacques self-consciously rubbed his neck. “Of course. Yes. Um, where did you want to do this?”

Nevio’s smile re-defined predatory. “Normally I prefer a soft mattress and silken sheets but that might be too much for you the first time.”

Jacques nodded. “Maybe on the couch.” He pointed to the leather sofa set against the wall.

“That’ll do,” Nevio said after a long silence.

Eventually he had no doubt he would end up visiting those silk sheets but he wasn’t quite ready yet.

He allowed Nevio to take his hand and lead him to the couch. “You don’t need to be nervous. I do this all the time and no one has ever died from the blood loss.”

“I can’t tell you how reassuring that is.” Jacques tried for a dry tone but to his own ears he sounded more grateful than sarcastic.

“I can take blood from your wrist instead of your throat. As a shifter your inner animal may rebel at having a predator at your throat until we get to know each other better.”

“Thank you.” His lion had already begun growling.

Nevio cupped Jacques cheek in one cool hand. “I want you to be comfortable with me. I know it will take a while for you to get used to this arrangement but we will be together for a long time, my sweet cat, and I want you to enjoy our time together.

Jacques couldn’t deny Nevio’s sincerity. He settled back and offered his wrist. “Here you go.” He looked away not wanting to watch.

“Afraid of blood?” Nevio asked.

“Not particularly I just don’t want to see it. I do the same thing when they take my blood at the doctor’s office.” He never liked to see his blood leaving his body, his inner lion was protective of his body.

The prick of teeth against his skin had Jacques sucking in a breath before a languid heat poured through his body like a cozy blanket. Maybe he had read too many stories about vampires, he refused to call them romances, but they all involved overwhelming sexual sensations. Jacques felt none of that. Instead a rush of homecoming wrapped him in its embrace. He sighed, tilted back his head against the couch cushions and relaxed.

Nevio continued to suck at his wrist for a few more minutes before detaching his teeth and lathing the wound with his tongue in a motion sexier than anything Jacques had ever experienced.

“Wow.” Jacques whispered.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” Nevio leaned closer and kissed Jacques cheek. “I’ll have some orange juice brought to you and some cookies. Even with your shifter genes I took a lot. I’ll have to learn not to indulge myself so much in the future. You are a heady meal, my adorable one.

Jacques offered a sloppy smile as his head spun. His emotions spun in a wobbly circle. “Thank you.” At this moment he didn’t know if he was thanking Nevio for the juice or the head rush but the vampire just nodded before leaving again.

“I hope we both get used to this,” he muttered after Nevio left. If he became this overwhelmed with each session he wouldn’t be getting much else done. He rubbed his eyes and tried to remember what he was doing before Nevio came. A glance at the computer had him groaning. “Maybe it’s not to late to drop out of college.”