Awari stirred, turning over onto his back, throwing his arms out to search for the small form of his human in the large bed. When he couldn't find him, he cracked open an eye and started to sit up. But before he could call out for Kiaris he felt the familiar weight and warm, softness of bare skin laid across his arm, before rolling over and pressing into his side. Awari relaxed back down into the soft mattress.
Awari let out a soft sigh and rolled over, wrapping his limbs around Kiaris and pulling him closer. Kiaris pressed his lips to Awari's sternum and Awari ran his fingers through his hair and down his back, curling tighter around him. Awari's breath evened out and he almost drifted back to sleep when a shrill, loud bell echoed through the halls of Awari's home.
He groaned and clung tighter to his small human. Then the bell rang again. And again. Finally, Awari groaned and sat up, untangling his limbs from Kiaris. The bell rang again and Awari got out of bed and threw on a robe over his naked body.
The bell rang another three times before Awari made it to the front door. On the other side of the door was a beautiful dark-skinned vampire with her knee length hair in dozens of little braids. "You! Where are your clothes!?" Niah barked, brushing past Awari into his home, "Get dressed! I won't talk to you when you look like that." She sniffed, turning up her nose and crossing her arms.
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Feeling wronged, Awari pouted behind her back and shut the door. “Of course, Lady Niah.” Niah didn’t wait for his words, marching through his halls as if it were her own home. As she made her way to the parlor, Awari returned to his bedroom.
Kiaris bustled around the bedroom, wearing only his underwear, his long, white hair loose and unbound. He laid out clothes for Awari to change into on top of the bed, the sheets already pulled up and smoothed out.
Kiaris pressed some undergarments into Awari's arms, leaning into Awari's chest tilting his chin up. With a small quirk of his lips, Awari dropped down to give Kiaris a peck on the lips. Kiaris pushed away after the short kiss, helping Awari dress quickly.
After being dressed and having a brush dragged through his hair a few times, Awari left his room to speak with his mother's right hand woman.
Niah sat in the parlor, legs crossed, holding a delicate and steaming cup of tea. Where she got it, Awari had no clue, Kiaris was the only "servant". Niah set the cup down and uncrossed her legs, looking Awari up and down with a judgmental uptick of her eyebrow. Then she sighed and crossed her legs the opposite way, "You still look terrible, are you sure you're Aurelia's son?" She rested her cheek elegantly on her hand, closing her eyes, face twisting into a look of pity.
"Quite sure." Awari laughed nervously.
Niah's eyes opened and she lazily looked Awari up and down again. She sighed once more, "No matter. Sit down. You make me nervous standing around like that. I have a message from Aurelia for you."