"Master's Body Pillow"

Upon hearing her agree, the Vampire's crimson-red eyes stopped glowing. He loosened his grip on Ivory and placed his arm against the wall.

"Speak."

"Sigmund, I… Can I keep at least one secret from you-"

His crimson-red eyes glowed once again, "Hell no."

"Okay, then, I'll tell you… It's because Arcea talked about… your body," Ivory wasn't lying though, she just chose which of Arcea's words should she mention. "She said to use you as a body pillow, and I got offended."

Sigmund's eyes finally stopped glowing. He smirked, "Why?"

"I… am not that kind of Master!"

Sigmund laughed because he found it cute.

"Don't laugh! What's funny?" Ivory glared at him.

The Vampire leaned near her and whispered, "If you need a body pillow, you can tell me anytime. I'm fine with it."

Ivory's cheeks turned as red as tomato when she heard his deep voice, so she wasn't able to answer. She pushed his chest lightly, "Why don't we go back… Lucius and Arcea might be looking for us!"

Sigmund stepped back. He grinned as he saw her walking fast towards the dance hall.

Around early in the afternoon, Ivory and Sigmund excused themself to go home. Arcea decided to stay longer in the event because her famous blacksmith father had been introducing her to his acquaintances.

"I apologize if I couldn't personally lead you towards the city arc," Lucius said as he walked them towards the gate.

"It's okay! It's your birthday, so you should focus on your visitors," replied Ivory. "By the way, I met your mother. She looks very much like you-"

"What? She's here?" he widened his eyes in surprise. She never showed up in family events.

"She said she's only here to see what's happening on your birthday, and she went back home to bake you something."

Lucius sighed.

Upon seeing her friend's sad expression, she quickly added, "Don't worry! I asked her if we can have tea sometimes."

"And…?" he glanced at her with his sad eyes?

"She agreed… on the condition that I don't let Sigmund inside her house. She said she's afraid of Servants."

"Ah, yes, that's true," Lucius sighed once more. "Tell me when you're going to visit so that we can have some preparations."

"Okay! See you next week," she waved. "Happy birthday, Lucius."

Sigmund nodded his head as a way of saying goodbye.

The two of them were brought back to Greensteid town by Ebleu. After greeting her parents in the living room, Ivory went up to the attic with Sigmund.

"Sigmund, help me with my back," Ivory requested.

The Vampire then went behind her and unzipped the back part of Ivory's gown.

"Thank you- Aaahhhh…!"

Sigmund suddenly bit her shoulder and sucked some blood as he held her arms firmly. "Try to heal it again, Ivory," he whispered to her.

"I… What are you doing…" she shivered because of the pleasing sensation she was not ready to feel.

The Vampire Servant also bit her neck. She almost screamed, but she bit her lip to stop her from doing so.

The deeper that Sigmund entered his fangs into her fair skin, the more that Ivory bit her lower lip until it eventually bled, too.

But Ivory's wounds from the Vampire's fangs did not heal like the last time.

"I don't get it… this healing magic of yours," Sigmund uttered. He then pulled his Master's arm to make her face in his direction. He was surprised when he saw Ivory's lip bleeding.

"Hey, your lips…"

"Sigmund, you meanie…" Ivory's tears fell, "It's because your bites hurt, and I tried not to scream… Why do you have to bite me many times…" and she pouted.

"I just thought you're going to heal," Sigmund sighed. He wiped the blood on her lower lip with his thumb, "Don't waste your precious blood," and licked his thumb. A grin escaped from his lips, pleased about how sweet it was.

Ivory turned beet red and made him face the opposite direction, saying that she'd change her clothes. It always made her crazy whenever Sigmund fed on her blood while looking straight into her eyes. As she went to find the clothes she would change into, she tried to control her hidden feelings towards her Vampire Servant.

The several months with her stubborn Servant made her realize some things.

The Vampire loved her sweet blood and liked to have skinship with her. He would always claim that her blood and body was his and his alone. He was very possessive towards her, and he would always glare at other people if they would catch them staring at her. And whenever Ivory greets her classmates and their Servants, he would quickly pull her away from them.

Sigmund would surprisingly act sweet, but at the same time say the opposite things. Sometimes, Ivory would catch him staring at her when she opened her eyes in the middle of the night. He would caress her face but say, "You idiot. Go back to sleep". And whenever she's lonely, frowning, or crying, he would always wipe her tears and pat her head but say, "You're already ugly, so don't cry or you'll be uglier."

What he disliked was keeping secrets from him because of the past incident with his master, and it would make his crimson-red eyes glow to warn her and force her to spill what was on her mind.

He liked to be relied upon, even though he seemed to be complaining. Sometimes, he would watch Ivory peel potatoes and say that she's doing a poor job. Then he would take the knife and say, "Give me that! I'll do it… Geez... What are you going to do without me?"

He liked pretending to be a behaved Servant and would always accept little favors from his Master's family, like transferring the sacks of acorns to the wooden cart, or bringing Flynn and Gracie to the roof to watch the stars together.

Despite his odd behaviors, for Ivory, he was a fine Servant. She knew that without him, she wouldn't last that long in the academy.

"Sigmund," Ivory spoke in a soft voice as the gown fell on the floor.

Hearing her call his name, the Vampire turned around and widened his eyes as he saw his Master wearing only her undies. "Ah, you're not yet done changing-"

But Ivory approached him as her light blue eyes gazed at him amorously.

"Sigmund…" she wrapped her arms around his waist, "Thank you for everything…" she looked up to him before resting her cheeks on his chest.

"Oi… What are you doing?" The Vampire Servant gulped as he felt his Master's bare skin. But he actually liked it very much, and so, he hugged her back.

"I think it's fine. I'll have to thank Arcea for her suggestion."

"What?"

"Sigmund… You'll be a great body pillow."