The Fallen Vampire - Chapter 58: Indra and Enyo

Chapter 58: Indra and Enyo

Robotically, Indra started to move towards Enyo as soon as she called for him.

Even though he had only left her side this morning, he felt as if it had been significantly longer.

Uncaring of his new outfit, he let his clothes fall to the ground as he walked towards her, and he watched as her expression became one of shyness.

“I-I just woke up…! I can’t have you taking away all my energy when I just got it back!”

Laughing, he climbed into bed and pressed his body against hers.

“My interests are not so carnal at this moment, love. I just don’t want there to be anything between us.”

Oddly enough, those words seemed to make the beautiful and mature Enyo even shyer.

Falling back onto the bed, she allowed the full weight of her husband’s chest to press against her own, and their lips were soon locked in a desperate yet gentle kiss.

Even though Enyo had been the one to claim that she was still too tired to participate in lewd activities, she was the first one to show her excitement from this scenario.

She unconsciously locked her legs around Indra’s waste to prevent him from going anywhere, and the scent of her arousal began to fill his nostrils.

Indra took his wife’s hands and pinned them to the bed above her head.

She bit his lip and let out a small yelp when she felt something cold and metallic being slid onto the ring finger of her left hand.

With great difficulty, she pulled her lips away and stared up at him with disbelieving eyes.

“Honey… what did you just put on my hand?”

Indra showed a rare smile as he pressed his forehead against their own.

“Are you asking because you do not know? You have already given yourself to me so something like this should have been expected right?”

Indra grabbed one of Enyo’s arms and brought it in front of her face so that she could see the new addition on her hand.

Unsurprisingly, she immediately became teary eyed.

It was an intricately designed silver ring with a large black gem in place of the diamond.

Interestingly enough, the gem was a coagulated bead of Indra’s own blood.

If anything should ever happen to her while they weren’t together, he would know right away and even be able to see whatever events had last transpired.

But Enyo didn’t care about any of the bells and whistles.

She was just overwhelmed with the fact that she now had something that represented physical proof of their relationship.

“I-I have to get you one too!” She realized.

Indra held up his hand to remind his wife of the bony ring that he always wore that was literally made from her remains.

“I think that this already counts, my dear. Besides, I think you might be hard pressed to find something better than this.”

Enyo showed her husband a giddy smile as she grabbed him by the face and resumed their kiss.

The two of their hands unconsciously began to wander, and it seemed like the mood was going to heat up once again.

That is, until the newlyweds heard a rapid series of knocks on the door.

“Hey, don’t start fucking yet! Lucia and I are cooking dinner for you guys to celebrate so wipe yourselves off and come downstairs!” Vermeil yelled.

Indra was currently pressed against his wife’s entrance at full mast, and he debated whether or not he should ignore her to satiate the burning desire within him.

Coincidentally, Enyo also looked like she was still having a hard time and she desperately wanted to pick up where they left off.

“We… have time to go once, right?”

Like the blind leading the blind, Indra nodded stupidly as he flipped Enyo over so that her round butt was in the air and her face was in the pillow.

“This is the only time I’ll ever say this, but don’t scream.”

“I-I’ll try…!”

Indra had only just pushed the tip inside when Vermeil started banging on the door again, much more aggressively than before.

“Are you guys getting up!? I swear if I hear macaroni sounds coming from inside I’m going to kick this door down!”

Finally, both Indra and Enyo sighed in defeat.

“We can.. continue this tonight, right?” She said hopefully.

Indra lightly kissed her on the back between her shoulder blades. “Every night for the rest of our lives.”

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“””CONGRATULATIONSSSS!!!”””

Sitting at the head of Lucia’s dining room table, the newlyweds gave their friends sheepish smiles as they were showered with attention from their friends.

Vermeil and Lucia had prepared quite a spread for the group, with a typical meal of steak and potatoes along with a nice garden salad and bread paired with some strange concoction of butter and honey that the human girl insisted on making.

A bottle of wine that Lucia had purchased from the market was floating around, and both she and Vermeil were enjoying it more than anyone.

Keran also seemed to be enjoying the festivities and showed no visible signs of bitterness or sadness, but Indra had noticed that she was taking more than a few discreet glances at him, although her eyes were not quite like any way that he had ever seen them.

‘It’s probably fine… right?’ he thought.

“Come on, pretty boy, drink up!” With a red face, Vermeil passed a glass of wine to Indra and waited for him to take it from her grasp.

“”He doesn’t drink, Vermeil.””

Keran and Enyo both looked surprised that they had responded at the same time, but they soon realized that it was only natural.

“Doesn’t drink? Why?!” the human girl cried.

“Alcohol dulls the senses and makes one make rash decisions that they normally would not. I quite like always being aware of my surroundings and in control of myself.” Indra answered.

“They say pussy does those things too but you didn’t have a problem partaking in that last night, did you?”

“…I cannot refute that logic.”

Indra tried to fight it but Vermeil’s words did indeed put a small smile on his face.

“G-Geez, don’t discuss those things here, honey!” Enyo took the outstretched glass of wine from Vermeil and started to drink it herself.

Indra’s smirk broke into a full on smile as he watched his wife make a cute and embarrassed expression.

She seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit tonight, and she’d even been eating and drinking quite well.

Normally she has a lower tolerance for things of that nature since she was still a poltergeist and incorporeal most of the time.

‘Wait…’ UppTodat𝒆d fr𝒐m nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)/m

Indra finally realized that there was something wrong with today’s events.

Enyo can only hold her corporeal form for two hours at most before she has to return to normal.

A bit like how a crocodile needs to come up for air every so often.

But since last night, she hadn’t left physical form.

She had slept in bed all day without falling through the mattress, bedtime, or even the floor.

What changed?

Immediately, Indra remembered the events that terrified him where his wife became a puddle of black ooze with glowing violet eyes.

It left him with more than a few questions about her physical condition.

“My love… are you alright?” He asked in her ear.

Eno gave her husband a loving peck on the cheek and rested her head on his shoulder. “Yes, I am very happy, honey. Why do you ask?”

It appeared as though Enyo had yet to notice her body’s new changes and Indra wondered if he should wait to tell her now or later.

However, at that moment Keran suddenly stood up from the table; her eyes locked on the front door and a serious expression on her face.

“Keran?”

“What’s wrong?”

Lucia and Vermeil’s senses were not as advanced as Keran’s so they did not know what was going on.

But Indra’s were.

And he could also smell the scent of blood on the wind that was coming from outside.