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I cast my gaze down my own body, spying barely there streaks of cum and blood, as if it was washed away but I can still detect the traces of it.
“What time is it?”
“Ten,” Michel answers. “I made coffee in case you still want it.”
“I want a shower.”
“Of course.”
I turn to slide out of bed, but find myself stumbling, catching myself on the footboard. My legs are wobbly, and it feels like all my insides are shifting into new places as I slowly stand upright.
“Whoa.”
I take a tentative step toward the bathroom, with Michel right by my side, and once I feel certain I won’t fall, I take another, and another until I’m there. Michel hurries to turn the water on while I focus on brushing my teeth, marveling at the fangs that weren’t there last time I brushed them.
When I’m finished, I let Michel help me into the shower, bracing my hands on the wall in front of me as hot water flows over my body. I’m aware of Michel behind me, aware of the sound every drop of water makes on the tiled floor, aware of my breath moving in and out of my lungs, and the blood in Michel’s veins. It’s as if the volume on the entire world has been turned up.
I notice a few seconds later that Michel is washing my back with soapy hands, taking over the task as I don’t seem to be able to. I twist around, leaning my forehead on his shoulder, and he holds me close, continuing to wash me as best he can. The scent of the soap is overwhelming in a way, but still pleasant, but it’s his hands moving over every inch of my skin that bring me peace. He’s telling me he’s always going to be here for me, taking care of me when I need it.
“I love you, Michel,” I whisper, as he falls to his knees to wash my legs and cock.
He tilts his head up, smiling. “Still?”
“Forever.” I manage a smile, still adjusting to my new teeth. “Your hands feel so good.”
Michel runs his hands over the back of my thighs before moving up to wash my crack, and then he’s on his feet again, nibbling my neck and walking me back to rinse away the soap. We stand like that, and I let him support my weight while I inhale the steam and fragrance of the shower.
By the time he turns the water off, I feel better, more stable. Almost like myself. As I dress, my head clears, and the noises around me quiet to the point where they sound close to normal volume. That’s when I notice the other changes. For once, my back doesn’t hurt as soon as I wake up. The years-long ache in my left knee from the time I had a biking accident is gone. My vision is sharper than it has been in ages.
When I turn to Michel, he’s smiling, as if he can hear my thoughts. “You have no more physical ailments. You’ll never catch a cold or have a headache. You’re immune to human diseases. You can be hurt, but the healing is almost instantaneous.”
I nod, running my hand down my chest. “I feel strong.”
“You are. Stronger than you can even imagine. You’re also fast. I assume you might adopt my abilities since I am your maker.”
A smile pulls at my lips. “You’re my maker. That sounds hot.”
Michel chuckles. “Unlike mine, I won’t leave you to learn things on your own.”
“I know.”
A buzzing noise reaches us from downstairs and Michel tenses. “Who would come to my home?”
He’s down the stairs in a flash, and surprisingly, so am I. I didn’t consciously choose to move that quickly so it must just happen.
When Michel opens the door, the elevator doors open and two police officers step out. They smile at Michel, which helps me lower my defenses, but I decide to stay silent seeing as how I know my fangs are out and I have no idea how to hide them like Michel does.
“Good morning, Officers,” Michel says. “What can I do for you?”
“We just wanted to let you know a body was found in the lake this morning,” one of the officers says. “He was wearing a tux and a mask, indicating he may have been a guest at your ball.”
Michel frowns, looking concerned. “Who was it?”
“Dale Winston,” the other officer answers. “A local guy who’s known for his drinking binges, unfortunately. Seems he stumbled into the lake.”
“I do remember him being there, yes, but unfortunately, I don’t recall if he was drinking too much.”
The first officer nods. “He’s been arrested a few times for drunk and disorderly conduct.”
