Title: How To Tame Your Vampires
Sequel to: Bloodline
Pairings: Chloe/Angel/Spike, Lois/?
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Because of the family curse Chloe was supposed to join her cousin in the quest to find a girlfriend in Sunnydale, and yet somehow, instead of a girlfriend, Chloe finds herself living with two 'defective' vampires who both mark their Intent on her neck...and seem to be wrapped around her little finger.
Unlocking the door, Chloe entered and kicked it closed behind her, not even bothering to lock it as she tried balancing the bags Lois had helped her bring up to the gate. One of the rules was that each others houses were their own property, and the other wasn't allowed inside once the training began, not even Moira was allowed in the house, since they were supposed to be the girls' sanctuaries. Chloe had never been so happy about the isolation as she was now, balancing the bags as she entered the living room, smiling in relief when she found the vampire struggling against his shackles, and still there.
"Hello." She smiled, dropping a couple of the bags before looking around. "I always wondered why the people who owned this place before had the real dark, thick curtains, but I'm glad they did, because the sunlight didn't come in at you and make you a little pile of ash."
He sat up, still in only the boxers, the clothes she'd left him on the ground, a little torn.
His face was still vampiric, his eyes like an animal, curious and yet feral.
Putting down the rest of the bags, Chloe smiled, as she pulled off her backpack and opened it to the packs of blood.
His eyes flashed a dark gold as he straightened, recognizing the bags for what they were.
"How's your hand/eye coordination?" Chloe asked, tossing the bag towards him, nodding in approval when he caught the bag easily and buried his fangs into the plastic, eyelids lowering happily as he drank. "I ordered a fridge to be brought over tomorrow. It's not really a big one, but it'll be big enough for me to keep in here with you, with blood, and I'll leave it close so that you can open and close the door yourself. That way you don't have to wait for me to come here after school so you can get something to eat...or...well, drink."
He finished the bag and dropped it, snarling at her.
She threw another bag at him.
Catching it, the vampire purred as he sunk his fangs in deep.
Chloe eyed him curiously. "Can you talk?"
He ignored her, drinking.
Making a face, she shoved her bag with blood towards him.
The blonde looked around, sighing. "I have a lot to do today."
The vampire looked up at her as he continued to drink.
"I'm renovating this place. It's a big task, but I like this house, and its mine, and well, I knew all about the mold and mildew and stuff when I told Moira to buy it for me." She shrugged, tying her hair up in a messy, high ponytail. "I"m not scared of work, dad taught me that work is the fire we go through to refine ourself, like gold, you know?"
The vampire didn't look like he knew anything, as he reached for another bag of blood.
"Of course you don't know." Chloe sighed. "You probably don't even understand a word that I'm saying." She placed her hands on her hips and looked around her. "Well, I'm going to get rid of every single furniture in this place and leave them in the front yard-Moira said she'd have someone come and pick them up to take to the dump. Normally I'd send stuff I'm not using to charity, but the things up in here are not salvageable. Honestly, I wonder how the previous owner survived living in this place the way it is."
The vampire sat up straighter, his wounds slowly but surely healing more with each bag of blood he drank.
"I know she thinks I'm stupid for picking this place, but from the moment I saw it I felt that it was so sad, and lonely, and felt out of place and not understood." Chloe gave a weak smile. "I could relate."
He made an odd sound.
She sent him a look. "You too, huh?"
She chuckled, shaking her head. "So, I'm supposed to be studying, but I'm thinking I'm going to go against my plan and remodel. Some things will have to wait-because I cant explain to the contractors that I have a killer vampire chained to my wall-so I'm just going to work on what I can do on myself. I want to get a good look at the walls and see what I can salvage myself. I mean, the place is sturdy and I think if maybe I scrub at the walls really hard with clorox or something the mold and mildew might just come off. I bought an insane amount of mold and mildew removers, so I'm definitely committed to it."
He made another noise.
"Oh shut up, I can totally do this." Chloe mumbled, pushing up her sleeves to her elbows. "But first, I need to get working on the furniture upstairs." She reached into one of the bags and pulled out a flat and philips screwdriver before taking the steps two at a time.
There were a lot of bedrooms in the mansion (it was called a mansion for a reason) and Chloe knew this job was way too big for her, but she didn't let it dampen her mood. For some reason she'd been very eager and excited to start doing something to the place, and she wasn't going to waste a second.
She started off in the room that she'd claimed as hers, the one that had the male clothes in it. There was another room with clothes belonging to a male and a female with a taste for billowy dresses, but that one hadn't called to her as much as this one did. This one was larger, had bigger windows (and thick, black curtains), a walk-in closet that was so big it was insane, and a large bathroom with both a shower and a Jacuzzi.
Getting to work with the bed, Chloe took it apart and then went around to taking apart everything else in the room. And, what she couldn't take apart with her tools, she just exploded, because if there was anything she could accomplish with her schizo powers, it was to make things blow up. Of course, all the times things exploded she'd never intended for them to do so, but thankfully that had helped her figure out what exactly to do to make things blow up, so she considered it a learning experience and left it at that.
But Chloe tried to keep the exploding to a minimum, because every time something exploded upstairs, the vampire got violent downstairs. She could hear his snarls and the tugging of the chains loudly. So obviously the explosions unnerved him.
Chloe went through the clothes in the closet and dresser, and decided that these would definite fit the vampire once he remembered how to dress himself. So she kept them.
Looking around the room, Chloe sighed.
It was really stupid, what she was doing.
She was supposed to kill vampires, not keep them as pets, as yet she couldn't even wrap her mind around staking the guy chained to her wall.
One, he really didn't seem like a vampire-even though his face was apparently eternally in Game Face.
And two, well, he was a lost puppy...with fangs and a killer body...but a lost and abused puppy nonetheless.
And Chloe had always wanted a puppy.
Shaking her head, Chloe concentrated and levitated all the pieces of wood out of the room and behind her, leading it down the stairs and passed the wary vampire, out the front door. She looked both ways, making sure no one was watching, before walking out and having the pieces of wood drop lifelessly on the ground. Admittedly a little proud at being able to do this, Chloe entered the house once more and then levitated the sofa and chairs outside as well, leaving them a messy pile on the lawn. The blonde continued this until the living room, and the ten bedrooms above were all completely empty. She then made her way downstairs and got rid of almost everything as well, beaming when the sun lowered and found the yard stacked up with an impressive amount of junk she was getting rid of.
By the time the men Moira had hired arrived to take the things, Chloe had finished and locked the doors, checking the walls.
Rushing down the stairs, nearly tripping on the last step, the blonde raced to the living room and skidded to a stop. "The mildew and mold are less severe than I first estimated. I think I can get rid of most of it by vigorous scrubbing."
The vampire looked up at her blankly.
Slipping on the thick rubber gloves she'd gotten, Chloe grabbed the nose/mouth mask so she wouldn't ingest any of the chemicals or fumes from the "extra strength" cleaning products she'd be using. She picked up the various different sprays, the scrubbing brushes, and then pulled a stray blonde strand of hair out of her face.
The vampire growled at her.
She wondered if he couldn't recognize her with half of her face covered like that.
Shaking off that question, she went to leave.
He snarled viciously.
She paused, turning to look at him curiously.
He was silent.
A little confused, she turned to leave.
He snarled even worse.
Pausing once more, Chloe turned to him. "Are you trying to tell me something?"
He sat down against the wall he was chained to, one leg out straight on the ground in front of him, the other bent at the knee, his elbow resting on his bent knee.
In just his boxers, he posed an impressive picture.
"Look, if you're just going to stare I have-." She turned to leave.
He growled low and menacingly in his throat.
She turned back to him, annoyed. "What the hell bloodsucker? I am not giving you anymore blood because you ate it all, and lets admit it, if you want more it's only because you're being gluttonous! So get your cravings under control because I have a lot of mold to murder, and unless you want me to start getting rid of the mildew and mold in here then-."
He made that odd sound in his throat again.
She paused, tilting her head to the side. "...Is...is that what you're trying to say?" She blinked. "For me to stay down here and start in the living room?"
His only answer was to mimic her, tilting his head.
Once again he'd dragged an amused smile out of her reluctantly. "Are you bored down here by yourself?"
He blinked at her once more.
Sometimes she really wondered if he understood her.
Yet still, she gave in, and began her work of getting rid of the mildew and mold in the large living room. By the time she'd finished one of the four walls she was tired and sweating terribly.
The blonde pulled away her mask and yanked off her gloves, dropping them at her feet as she lifted the hem of her shirt and flapped it slightly, trying to get some air up to her skin. Her shirt stuck to her body with the sweat, and as she wiped her forehead of the sweat beading down thickly, she decided that she needed to get AC installed urgently.
If only she had a better control over her power.
If it had been Lois in this situation, Chloe was sure that her older cousin would have had a million brushes doing the job for her, but Chloe didn't have that sort of power, or that sort of control, so she had to be content to do everything herself.
"So thirsty." She gasped, taking a large gulp of the bottled water she'd brought with her.
An oddly choked sound came from the wall.
Chloe turned towards the vampire, lowering the bottle as she eyed him curiously. "What's wrong?"
He whimpered, shifting on the ground.
Confused and intrigued by his actions, Chloe walked towards him, noticing that there was still a bag of blood in her backpack, untouched. "Are you hungry? There's a bag still up in there, you know."
He just continued to look at her and whimper.
"You're a very odd vampire." She noted, turning to leave, when suddenly his legs shot out and connected with hers, sending her sprawling to the ground, her head connecting with the floor with a violent thud.
Disoriented and dizzy, Chloe whimpered in pain as her legs were grabbed and she was yanked across the floor towards the attacker.
By the time she was finally able to rationalize once more, she found herself propped on the vampire's lap, her throbbing, painful head resting forwards on his shoulder, as he licked her neck with a near purr.
She tensed, crying out as she tried to fight him, but he just snarled and pulled her tighter down against him by her hips, and while she should continue fighting for her life she didn't even think to use magic to try and explode him. No, she stopped thinking when she realized what it was she was straddling.Dear gods.
Her eyes widened, a dark blush coloring her cheeks. It feels even bigger than it looked!
A low growl rumbled through his throat, almost resembling a chuckle, and then his fangs were piercing her neck.
And it hurt, it did, but it didn't hurt as much as Chloe would have thought it would.
She hissed, wondering what death felt like, when suddenly his fangs retracted from her neck and he began to purr as he lapped at the blood with his tongue, as if soothing the injury.
Chloe blinked in confusion, not understanding why he hadn't gone for the kill.
Was it because he was already full?
The vampire continued to lap at her blood until the wounds had clotted. He then buried his face in her neck and shifted his position, bucking up against her.
Chloe's mouth opened in shocked moan, nipples hardening painfully.
Suddenly the vampire was thrust away and Chloe stumbled back out of his reach, clutching her neck, desperately trying to ignore the way her body had responded to his touch.
The creature snarled and struggled against his bounds, trying to get at her.
But for the first time she wondered if he really wanted to kill her.
Gulping, the blonde ducked her gaze and fought in vain with the blush deepening on her cheeks. "I'm lesbian
She closed her eyes tightly.
She was definitely trying to convince herself.