His Majesty's Devious Sin

After their bath, Elias wrapped Adeline in a white towel, dried her down, and helped her get dressed. It was difficult and she needed his guidance. 

Elias could see the dismay in her eyes when her legs laid limply. He helped her brush her teeth as well, standing behind her, an arm wrapped around her waist, hoisting her into a standing position as she brushed her teeth.

Elias did not mind it a single bit. He enjoyed holding her in his arms, hugging her, and having her close to him. It brought over a sense of comfort. She was reliant on him for support as he was reliant on her for love.

"Am I heavy?" Adeline asked once both of their teeth were brushed and he carried her to bed. He laid her down and slipped under the blankets with her.

"I wish you were," Elias muttered. "That way, I'd know you're eating properly."

Adeline wryly looked at him. She laid on her side and peered at him. One of his arms was slung on her waist as he observed her features. He cupped the side of her face and brought her close for a kiss. 

Adeline smiled at the taste of their minty breath, cool and cold. His tongue slipped inside, his hands yanking her closer. She softly moaned when the kiss became more domineering and passionate. He rolled her over, until she was underneath him, and their lips moved feverishly against each other.

"I've missed this," he said, his breath fanning her bruised lips.

Elias pressed open-mouthed kisses upon her chin to her earlobes, nibbling on them, before moving to her neck. He breathed her scent, nudging his nose into her soft skin. He found the spot that made her weak in the knees, softly sucking on it, before kissing and roughly biting it, causing her to groan.

"Elias," she mumbled, realizing his fangs had just scraped her neck.

Adeline sensed his hesitation, but also felt his hunger. She reached up and linked her hands behind his shoulder, feeling the ridges of his toned body. She pulled him lower, until his stomach was pressed against hers.

"It's alright," she whispered. "Take a bite."

Elias was hesitant, but he hadn't drank in three days. He was certain it'd be just a bite. She winced when his teeth dug into her skin, her body clenching on him, her arms tightening. When he had his fill, her vision was a bit dazy, but he hugged her affectionately, pressing his body into hers.

"Did it hurt?" Elias asked, licking his lips as he licked the wound. 

Her breathing had become a bit shallow, for he drank a lot. He couldn't help it. She always tasted sweet, always. Whether it was her lips or her nectar down below, all of it was delectable.

"It felt like a pinch," Adeline lied, tiredly opening and closing her eyes. She opened her mouth to say something else, but heard a quiet cry.

"Our baby…" Adeline said, her voice breathless from panic. She tried to push him off, but he didn't budge.

"Shh, it's alright. I'll bring the crybaby," Elias reassured her. He moved the hair from her forehead and planted a kiss on it. 

"Wait here," he instructed.

Elias grabbed a robe from the closet and tied it loosely around his body. Then he sauntered down the hallways, already recognizing the baby by its cry.

"You must be the one cockblocking me inside of her stomach," Elias muttered, peering over the crib to see Elios wide awake and staring back at him. 

At Elias's words, Elios's face scrunched up and he began to cry again. Elias let out a loud sigh, shaking his head whilst picking up the child. He was grateful Adelia was still asleep. 

Carrying Elios out of the nursery, Elios brought it to Adeline's bedroom. Adeline was still lying down, facing the door.

"Give him to me," Adeline said with a bright, but fatigued expression. She reached her hands out as Elias laid Elios onto the bed. She scooted back a bit, allowing the baby to sleep beside them.

"My adorable angel," Adeline sighed in relief, lightly tapping Elios's nose. "What startled you awake? Did you have a nightmare?"

Just then, another sharp cry was heard. Elias pinched the spot between his brows. He should've brought both of them here. 

Elias decided to wheel their cribs inside here as well, to save them both the trouble.

"That must be Adelia," Adeline said, raising her head to look at Elias expectedly.

Elias wryly smiled. "Yes, our spoiled little Princess. I'll be back."

Elias departed the room, grumbling to himself. Maybe he should've used protection more often. But he had not embraced a woman for centuries and he'd prefer it raw. 

"There's our second crybaby," Elias said when he walked into the nursery and saw Adelia's little arm waving in the air. He looked over the crib and immediately, she stopped crying. He raised a brow and stared into her forest-green eyes. 

Elias smiled, wishing Elios would have the same eye color as his mother. He still didn't understand what it meant by Adelia having green eyes and Elios having red. It must've signaled something. He was certain they were both vampires, judging by their scent.

"Don't tell your brother, but I just know you'll be my favorite," Elias said, bending down to pick up the child. She had stopped crying the second she saw him. 

Elias rested her head on his shoulder, leaning his face upon her cheek. She was warm. He smiled and kissed her bald head. There were barely any wisps of hair.

"I hope both of you resemble your mother. She's very beautiful and it's a blessing you have her genes," Elias murmured. He hoped none of them resembled him. He wanted little Adelines running around.

Elias smiled to himself when Adelia's breathing became shallow, indicating she had immediately fallen asleep in his arms. At least, she wasn't giving him any trouble.

"Definitely my favorite," Elias concluded, believing she must've been the one that didn't kick in the womb. Completely unbeknownst to him, Adelia kicked the most, and Elios rarely moved.

"Now, let's go see your mother and brother," Elias said, happily taking her down the hallway and into their room. But when he got there, his blood chilled. 

Adeline was lying limp on the bed, her head turned, revealing her neck. Elios's face was seemingly buried into her neck. No.

Elias rushed forward, panicked that his own child would suck all the blood from Adeline's body. He immediately placed Adelia down and lifted Elios off of her, his heart racing. He put Elios immediately beside Adelia and grabbed Adeline.

"Adeline!" Elias demanded, shaking her body, his heart racing a thousand miles per minute. He couldn't see properly as he continued to shake her awake.

"Adeline, Adeline wake up!" Elias roared as she groggily opened her eyes.

"Hmm…?" Adeline blinked, confused when he abruptly hugged her, squeezing her tightly into his arms. She lifted her hand and patted his upper back, not sure what the panic was.

"I'm sorry, I fell asleep with Elios, I—"

"Fuck," Elias breathed out, pressing his face into her shoulders, one of his hands grabbing the back of her head.

Adeline's heart ached when she felt him trembling. It seemed he was traumatized by what had happened. She hugged him back, stroking her hand into his hair.

"I was only sleeping, Elias. It's alright," Adeline whispered. She continued holding him until his shaking had calmed down. 

"I'm alright," Adeline added on. "I'm safe and sound. It's going to be okay."

Elias let out a sharp breath of air as he pulled away. His heart was still racing from his speculations. He could never get past the anxiety of losing her. 

Elias glanced at his infants. They were wide-eyed, staring at them, both of them fully awake.

"Let's get them back asleep," Elias said, bringing the blankets over all of them. He held Adeline in his arms, as she turned and readjusted the infants. 

"Their cribs…" Adeline said. "I'm worried I'd suffocate them in my sleep."

Elias shook his head. "You won't. I'll keep a watch over all of you three."

Adeline blinked. "But don't you need sleep—"

"I am fine."

Adeline was too tired to argue. She remained in his arms, his body tightly pressing into her back as she softly began to pat both Elios and Adelia back to sleep. Eventually, she dozed off, alongside her children.

Elias was wide awake the entire time, watching with keen eyes. He couldn't look away from all three of them. 

When Elias watched her sleep, it reminded him of her in a coma, and that pained him to no avail. He was fearful of the day she never opened her eyes, of the day she'd be lowered six feet under, and he'd cry over her grave. 

His heart stung at the thought, so he tightened his arms around her. 

"If you die, I'll die with you. Death will never do us part," he growled.

Elias dared the Grim Reaper to take her from his hold. He'll tear the Grim Reaper to pieces just to be with her for one last time.