Comte and Leonardo walking in on MC naked
Formerly requested by @karinabeaker
Comte is a gentleman through and through. So he would probably remain casual about it and immediately close the door and walk away after apologising for the interruption. Though one would have to be blind to ignore the slight blush adorning his features and the residents of the mansion would also notice his hurried foot steps down the hall as he tries to get away from your door as fast as possible… For your sake and for his too as he swore that upon the sight of you so pure and beautiful his sanity almost left him. He swear, you will be the end of him.
Comte’s feet glided across the hallways of the mansion in search of Leonardo, the silence of the night embracing him like the most peaceful of companions. And upon passing by the door of your bedroom the golden haired man did not fail to hear the rustle of clothing and your melodious humming, surely you were getting ready for the night. He could picture you in his mind like the most precise of paintings, sat at your vanity, brushing your luscious hair in one of the nightgowns he had provided you with, humming this adorable tune his ears had just been graced with.
His heart tightened, an indescribable desire to go and wish you a goodnight taking a hold of his reason. This resolve carried his steps to you, the warm light from inside your room sliding in the dark hallways through the ajar door. He breathed in deeply before placing a purposeful hand on the doorknob and opening the door enough for him to step inside. However the shocked gasp escaping your mouth froze him to the spot, golden orbs immediately flying up to meet your surprised ones. For a few seconds which seemed like ten turns of his time turner Comte remained still, taking in the ethereal sight before him. The moonlight glided on your skin like silk, cheeks bright and adorning an enticing crimson hue, your stunning figure all for him only to see.
However the spell that had been casted upon him soon dissipated as you rushed to cover yourself, the realisation of him staring at you hitting him like bright daylight as he immediately turned around, thankful that you could not hear the erratic beating of his heart.
“Comte, I am sorry I should have locked the door… Did you need anything ?” Your soft voice he adored reached his ears, covering the sound of his wild thoughts. A soft smile curved his lips nonetheless, even in such a situation you still remained your kind and caring self.
“No Ma chérie, I am sorry I should have knocked before entering so abruptly. I just came to see if everything was alright and to bid you goodnight.” He answered, back still facing you.
The image of your soft smile so familiar to him now crossed his mind, so clear he could see you without even turning around. He heard the rustling of clothes once again, deducting that you had probably put on your night dress at this point, however he dared not turn around to find out.
“Everything is alright, thank you. And I wish you a goodnight too.” You replied kindly, his heart singing at the sound.
After this interaction he however lost no time in getting away from you and venturing in the dark corridors once again, feet quickly getting him as far from your room and your delicious scent as possible. The image of you so beautiful and bright still imprinted in his mind, bloodlust almost too much to bear now. In his haze he did not even notice Sebastian as the butler walked down the opposite direction, sending the master of the mansion a curious glance.
How lucky he was to be immortal, because if he had not been you would assuredly be the death of him for his poor heart could only take so much of you.
Leonardo can be such a tease sometimes even more when it comes to his dear Cara Mia. However in this situation, considering the fact that you are not yet an item, he will probably let this teasing nature of his to the side. After the slightest of smiles would have crossed his lips he would close the door or turn away quietly, making sure not to be noticed in order not to embarrass you. However the image of his muse would still haunt him forever.
Leonardo stepped out of his room, ready to head out to the Thermae after hours tucked inside among towers of books. His feet carried him down the large and empty hallways. His piercing eyes looked outside the window, judging by the moon hanging high in the ink coloured sky it must have been late in the night already, and thus he did not expect to find anyone still awake at this time.
After getting rid of his clothes the dark haired man entered the baths quietly and confident in his stride, already delighted at the idea of warm water soothing his sore muscles. However upon looking up he stopped dead in his track.
There you stood in the water, skin adorned by the blush known to a long bath, wet strands of hair framing your features and water gliding around your form, embracing you like the mermaids he had heard about in so many myths. Looking at you, any Mona Lisa paled.
A soft smile curved his lips and in spite of his desire to stay and to simply bath in the Venus in front of him, Leonardo decided against it and retired quietly, heart hammering painfully in his ribcage and threatening to fly out and go back to you. He made sure to depart cloaked in silence, not wanting to disturb you or worse for you to get swallowed by embarrassment. However he would certainly remember to check twice before entering the Thermae next time… And he’d also have to ask you about staying up so late at night, he could not let his Cara Mia tire herself out.
He let out a loud sigh, once back in the corridors of the mansion, heading to the balconies for some much needed air and a cigarillo. It would take at least that to get rid of the ethereal depiction of you clouding his mind….
