A Love That Bites

"I'll do it myself!"

With that bold declaration, Gorak heads straight for the lavish prison room of his beloved prisoner, Dela.

If there was anyone who could scare this stubborn creature into compliance, it was him.

....

Gorak didn't have a lot of experience in the matters of love and women, as he was never frequently desirous of their company before his fated showed up.

But with his mother and sister, he had learned that one had to be gentle when dealing with women. Moreso, fragile, mortal women.

He was also clueless about the ways of winning the heart of a fated. He was just going with his gut instincts.

And right now, they were telling him that he had to threaten Dela, but gently!

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Dela is still laying folded on her massive bed, sad and depressed when...

*Bang!*

The doors to her room fly wide open and in comes a not so pleased Gorak.

On the surface, he looks calm and collected, but the aura around him is stiff and intimidating.

Shocked by the sudden ruckus, Dela props up from her position to stare at the open doorway.

"Oh it's you."

Severely displeased by the sight of Gorak, Dela turns away disinterested. Too disinterested and suicidal to even try to run away.

"I was hoping for more of a reception, but I guess that is equally satisfactory.", Gorak comments sarcastically, starting an easy, composed walk towards the bed.

"What do you want? Leave me be."

Scared that the immortal had finally made up his mind to ravage her, Dela shrinks away towards the head of the bed.

Once Gorak approaches the bed, he sits facing her directly. He intends to attempt to coax Dela into compliance by reasonable conversation.

'Mortal Dela. It is not in your best interest to starve yourself to death."

Looking to the side of the bed, he spots the golden food trolley closeby full of an assortment of food which Dela had rejected.

He reaches for some grape with one hand, and then grabs Dela by the hand, pulling her towards him with his other hand.

"Eat your food now, or I would feed it to you myself."

"I said no! Let me guh-"

Whilst screaming at Gorak and fighting desperately to free herself, he shoves a grape into her mouth.

Stunned to suddenly be fed a grape, Dela shuts up for a second, blinking twice.

"Heh...", Gorak chuckles mischievously, thinking that she looks cute like that.

*Puh-toiee!*

Dela spits out the grape straight in Gorak's face in utter defiance.

"Get away from me!"

She pulls her hand away from his grip while he wipes his face.

Angered, Gorak grabs another three grapes and shoves them in his mouth. Then he lifts Dela off the bed and into his arms.

Taking her lips straight to his, he forcefeeds her the grapes.

"Mn...mhn...mh"

*gulp*

She swallows.

It tastes so amazing. Unlike anything she ever tasted before. And even after the grapes are gone, Gorak's sweet, warm lips entice her for a few seconds more as he is reluctant to break the forcefeeding kiss.

Defiant, Dela bites down on his lips viciously to end the kiss before she is sucked into it.

"Mnh!"

Gorak, stunned by the sudden fierce bite breaks the kiss, reaching out with his thumb to wipe out the blood from his bruised lower lip, an amused grin on his face.

"Tasty... You drew blood.", he observes.

"This manner of feeding is quite enjoyable, don't you agree?"

He asks a fuming Dela, a mischievous grin on his face.

Angrily, Dela wipes her lips with the back of her right hand, blatantly showing her disgust.

"Never touch me again!" she orders firmly, clearly at her limits of tolerance.

"Oh?", Gorak questions her, raising an eyebrow. He suddenly grabs her by both hands, lifting them up high above her head before...

*Thud!*

He pushes onto Dela with his upper body, making her fall backwards under his weight, flat onto the soft, comfortable bed in an instant, his hands holding up her shackled hands in place above her head.

*Clink-Clink!*

The chains of her handcuffs jingle with the sudden movement.

Gorak leans over Dela with his large upper body strewn heavily upon hers, and his face mere inches away from hers.

*Ba-thump! Ba-thump!! Ba-thump!!*

Dela's heart beats crazily.

The blood runs all the way up from her feet to her face, making it burn red hot. He was way too close... pressing down on her.

And his dashingly handsome face was way too perfect. It had to be illegal to look that good.

By now some steam must have been dispersing itself through her ears from just how red hot her face was burning.

She thought she might have been mistaken about it the first time, but right now, she was sure.

She is undoubtedly attracted to this immortal. She never had it this bad for anyone before.

Staring straight into her green eyes, Gorak speaks in a low tone.

"Need I remind you, you're in no position to make demands."

His calm voice filters through her ears, his dark eyes, brooding over her. It must have been genuinely hot because the immortal himself was also slightly flushed.

He was staring pointedly at her face too. My, did he love to stare.

Dela's thoughts strayed.

'So soft...', Gorak's thoughts appreciate the feel of Dela beneath him.

'She smells so good too.'

Noticing a speck on Dela's lush, pink bottom lip, Gorak is immediately drawn to it. He can't stop himself.

"You missed a spot."

Saying this, Gorak gently licks off some spilled grape juice on the side of Dela's bottom lip with his tongue.

*gasp!*

Dela is stunned stiff by this unexpected move.

"Delicious."

Speaking more of Dela than of the taste of the spilled grape juice, Gorak licks his lips flirtatiously, greatly enjoying the taste of Dela's bottom lip, and her facial expression.

By this time, Dela is all but turned to stone from shock.

What was wrong with this shameless immortal?

"You entice me, mortal. But I must refrain from devouring you at the moment."

'She is far too addictive.'

Gorak finds that he has to stop himself right now before he loses control.

Raising himself off of Dela, he finally lets her go, directly retracing his steps back to the door so he doesn't change his mind.

....

Once at the door, Gorak turns his head to look back at Dela as he leaves her with a terrifying warning.

"Eat up all of your food, or I'll be back to feed it to you!"

With that, he leaves, and Dela, having a sudden change of heart, voluntarily ends her bout of starvation.

Reaching for the packed golden food trolley, she pulls it close to her and gets eating. The food looks, smells and tastes heavenly, unlike anything she has ever tasted before.

But that is not the only reason why she eats to her fill.

Dreading the return of Gorak to feed her himself, she is motivated to eat to her fill. She cannot bear to go through his forcefeeding again. Her fragile heart cannot take it!

"What was that just now?"

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