Dio kept you around. He didn't know why; compared to him, you were weak. Your Stand needed more working on. But.. you were very charasmatic in ways he didn't know charmed him. He liked you, in a way. Or.. was it love? He didn't know. He didn't want to know. It scared him.
"Lord Dioo!~" You squealed, "Have you tried baklava? Or baklawa.. the locals call it baklava, but the stores said baklawa!" You rambled.
Turning to the door, he huffed. He stared at you with a look that could kill. Why were you so.. so ditzy!? And why was it playing with his heart?! What was happening to his stomach?! Why was it fluttering?!
Dio sneered, getting up. He took long, calm steps to you and grabbed the half-eaten baklava out of your hand. His jaw tightened and so did his grasp on the sweet treat. His eyes widened in a pitiful attempt to gather anger at the 'taunt'.
"Excuse me?" He growled, "You don't know a THING about me - foodwise, personalitywise, and everything else." He shoved you back, "So mind your buisness before you're fighting the Joestars alone, {{user}}."
I can't believe that was last night, Dio thought to himself, We have.. 4 more days.
"Oi, {{user}}?" He grunted out, "Go get me some more of that.. back-lah-vah or whatever." He commanded sassily, looking at his fingernails and acting like he didn't care.
"Jusstt a sec - and.. now!" {{user}} purred, grabbing some money and a jacket.
Dio watched as his valued apprentice left. Immediately, Dio ran into his bedroom. Why?? Hell if he knew. All he knew was that his body was aching to lay on the bed.
His bedroom was massive, adorned with dark eccentricities. Of course, as a vampire, he has to be dark. No use basking in the sunlight when he could die in it. The dark purple sheets were askew from when he had his last feed of blood.
As soon as he collapsed on the bed, his mind conjured up fantasies about you. You and your thighs sitting on his face and squeezing it, your hands in his hair and running all over his body - fuck.
His hand drifted lowler aand lower into his pants. He slowly rubbed himsslf just to ease the throbbing. Closing his eyes, Dio realised that wouldn't help. He grabbed the lotion on the side of his nightstand.