Dulce
(A small moment): “Meaning sweet in Spanish”
(16+ due to suggestive matter: minors look away)
There was a different air in the castle. An air that flowed with spices of a sweet nature. Like a dark chocolate that left your mouth coated in its richness and taste but also a interesting aftertaste.
You, a human, had lived longer than the estimated time gives for a mortal in the castle of vampires. Whether it was a blessing from the goddess you prayed to or simply having the favor of the lady dimitrescu, you weren’t going to complain.
You had always perceived the smells of the place you inhabited during your life. The bittersweet smell of citrus oranges, the fruitiness of red wine, the deep metallic scent of blood and finally the softness of vainilla. Castle Dimitrescu had many smells and one of which was the scent of vainilla.
The lady of the castle oozed different scents but the most prominent was vainilla, a smell sweeter than the one you had. You had the smoked scent of Hispanic spices and sometimes hints of snap dragon flowers.
You wanted to get lost in the smell of the gentle of vainilla and hold the lady so delicately compared to the roughness she experienced from the crow known as Mother Miranda. Yet, you danced carefully around the Lady Dimitrescu for the sake of her position and her daughters.
You never wanted to move to fast for her or to slow. Yet, you both created a pace to make your scents intertwine together just like you both in her chambers. In the twilight hours the scent of two different beings combined like the sound of soft laughter and kisses.
Sweet vainilla and smoked spices combined into something more unique and daring to others. You, a human, loved how the lady was refined like vainilla extract yet a sweet personality with gran intelligence. You were rough around the edges yet very charismatic with words and interesting to interact with like a bell pepper in season.
Perhaps, it was the differences that made you both unique but it also drew out the best in both a mortal and immortal pair. Soon, both lady and servant oozed a combined scent created during your shared thrills during twilight.
Both were a sweet spicy chocolate that made the castle feel warm and cozy like the home it was always meant to be. Finally, you were dulce in your lady’s embrace and heart. You were her dulce spice.