At first, Elena thought he'd entered the room without her knowledge. Her head had lifted and she waited for him to speak or make a sound. However, it wasn't until moment later that she felt the sensation more strongly and heard the knob on the door turn. She quickly moved to brush her hair, wondering how all of this was going to work. She heard him lock the door and involuntarily tensed up. The bond did not ensure trust, despite the words she'd spoken. He felt her emotions change to that of disappointment mingling with excitement of him being so near. He would also learn she did not despise him, a far cry from all her words and actions prior to this day.<br/><br/>He did not seek her out, nor did he speak to her at first as he moved to remove some of the layers of clothing no longer necessary. It seemed, he preferred comfort now that his sire had departed. She wondered about the information his sire had sought. Had she been right about her not being the only one? If he possessed another, she would be devastated... especially if it were another woman. There, in their bond, he felt it. How her heart ached with a sort of pain, quickly masked as she set the brush down. It had merely been an act to busy her hands after all. It was then he spoke her name.<br/><br/>Elena slowly turned, a warmth flowing through her by the mere sound of his voice. At a single glance, she knew he understood what it did to her. Her eyes narrowed while she attempted to hide emotion from her face. Little did she know it wouldn't do any good. He could easily know what was going on inside, if he so chose. But then, he began to praise her and she crossed the distance to pass him for a seat not far away- his bed. She wore nothing, as he had allowed her only the dress and shoes. It was a state she was accustomed to by now.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"Reward me... reward me?"</span><br/><br/>Hands moved to rest beside each leg. He watched her thighs flex and close together tight. She went so far as to cross her ankles as the feeling to spread her legs for him to view became quite strong. He knew the exact buttons to push to get her aroused and needing him.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"Are you being cruel? Suggesting these things. You know very well how much I desire you. I drank quite a bit of your blood, its a wonder I'm not panting and bending over for you again. And yet... I'm not. Interesting don't you think?"</span><br/><br/>Yes, it was. Elena ran her hands along the fabric of his bed, for it felt slightly different than it had before. In fact, the colors of the lights and anything in general seemed more clear, brighter, more true in pigment. Was that why his touch had felt so much better? Or was it merely due to the nature of his touch that she had longed for for so long?<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"What does my body, heart and mind want?"</span>her face lowered and she gave a quiet half laugh. Elena knew her face showed her blush.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"I want you... does it matter how? Maybe its the vow, but then I wanted you prior to speaking those words. I want to feel what its like to be with you not as a ploy or a reward. Simply because you desire it. I know its a lot to ask..."</span><br/><br/>He could feel her mind stealing itself in preparation of rejection and disappointment. He had asked, and she had answered truthfully. What he did with her answer was entirely up to him.