Modern Day

Roux placed the laptop on the bed in front of Ludovic. "I won't let you keep avoiding this," she said.

Ludovic gave the laptop a disgruntled look. "I don't like these things."

"You didn't like phones either and look how far you've come with those." She winked. "You can handle one without supervision now."

"Phones and computers aren't the same thing," Ludovic said.

"How do you know?" Roux challenged.

Ludovic didn't have an answer for that.

"Sweetie, you can't hide from the real world forever, and you can't always rely on me when it comes to technology," Roux said.

Ludovic sighed. "How do I turn it on?"

Roux flipped open the laptop. "This is the power button," she said, pointing. "Press it."

Ludovic did, but reluctantly, and Roux narrowed her eyes.

"Less of the attitude," she said.

The screen flickered to life, and Ludovic recoiled slightly. His eyes flicked over all the icons on screen, looking more panicked by the moment.

"This doesn't look like your phone," he said.

"It's not."

Ludovic looked even more unhappy. Roux didn't blame him for struggling – he'd shut himself away like a hermit for decades. Many technological advancements of the years had passed him by, and once he'd arrived at Belle Morte, things had only got worse. The mansion was like a bubble in time, where nothing ever changed, and that had once been the perfect environment for stubborn old vampires.

But Belle Morte had changed.

The vampires had to change too.

An idea came to her and she smiled wickedly.

"Tell you what," she said, and lifted the hem of her T-shirt, showing off her flat stomach. Ludovic's eyes heated. "You need a little motivation. We're going to run through some basics today, and every time you get something right, I'll take something off."

Ludovic's gaze drifted down, travelling over Roux's long legs, and then back up, a hint of red creeping through.

"You make a persuasive argument," he said.

"I usually do."

Ludovic's gaze lingered on her a little longer, then he turned back to the laptop. "What do I need to do?"

"Do you see the icon at the bottom of the screen? The one that looks like a curling blue wave?"

"Yes."

"And do you see the little white arrow in the middle of the screen?" Roux put her hand over Ludovic's, guiding his fingers on the touchpad. "Guide it down to the blue icon."

Ludovic did so, slowly, carefully.

"Now click on it by pressing down on the touchpad," Roux instructed.

Ludovic did, then looked expectantly up at Roux.

"Do I get rewarded now?" he said.

Roux pulled her T-shirt over her head, posing with one hand on her hip. Her breasts were small enough that she didn't always wear a bra, but she was glad she'd put one on today because it was one more thing to take off.

"What do I do now?" Ludovic asked, tearing his eyes away from Roux with obvious difficulty.

"You see the white bar at the top of the page? Click on that, and then type in gmail.com."

Ludovic typed in each letter with slow precision, and it was so adorable that Roux had to fight the urge to tear off all her clothes at once and pounce on him.

"One day we'll set you up with your own email address, but for now we'll use mine, so you can get used to it," Roux said. "Click on the link that says gmail, at the top of the page."

Ludovic waited, not touching the keyboard.

"What's wrong?" Roux asked.

"I'm waiting for you to take something else off," said Ludovic.

"If you want me to do that every time you do anything, we're going to need a lot of lessons," Roux said.

Ludovic smiled. "I don't mind that."

"I bet you don't." Roux bent and pulled off one of her socks, dramatically tossing it away. "There."

Ludovic's face fell.

Roux talked him through entering her email address and password, and then she removed another sock.

"You're not being fair," Ludovic teased.

"Do you think you can remember everything I just told you?" Roux asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, now I want you to log out. Do you see a little circle with my face in it, at the top right corner of the page? Click on that, then click where it says log out."

"Will I get properly rewarded this time?" Ludovic asked, eyes glinting.

Roux slowly drew down the zipper of her jeans. "Let me know when you've logged out."

A moment later, Ludovic said, "I've done it."

Roux took off her jeans and threw them at Ludovic, who caught them with one hand.

"You're so beautiful," he told her, his eyes sparking red again.

Roux tutted. "Eyes on the screen, mister."

"What do you want me to do now?"

"I want you to log back in, without any instructions."

He was slower this time, whispering each letter of Roux's gmail address and password to himself as he typed it in. Then a grin broke across his face. "I did it," he announced.

"That's fantastic." Roux unhooked her bra and slid the straps down each arm. "Now –"

Ludovic tossed the laptop aside and lunged at her, grabbing her and throwing her onto the bed in one fluid move.

"Hey, this isn't part of the lesson," she said, even as her whole body flared with heat at the feel of his hard body pressing between her legs.

"It is now," Ludovic replied.

Roux started to protest again, but then Ludovic's mouth settled over her left breast, and the words died in her mouth.

Ludovic's hand slipped between her legs, and she thought he was going to be gentle, but he ripped her underwear away and touched her fiercely, urgently.

She let out a shuddering gasp.

"You definitely don't need any lessons here," she said.

Ludovic chuckled, and sat back on his heels so he could get his clothes off. "You rewarded me for learning, now I'm rewarding you for teaching me."

Roux cried out as he thrust deep inside, her hips arching up to meet his. "This is the best kind of prize," she groaned.

"I'm glad you think so," Ludovic said, nipping at her lips, as his hips began to rock fast against her. "I plan to reward you like this as often as possible."

Roux wrapped her arms around his shoulders, clinging to him, kissing his lips, his throat, biting his shoulder, her body moving in blissful rhythm with his, until a great wave of raw pleasure crashed over, making her scream.

She slumped on the bed, Ludovic a gorgeously heavy weight on top of her, and tried to find her voice.

"Amazing," was all she could manage.

Ludovic looked thoroughly pleased with himself. "We'll be having lessons every day then, will we?"

"Twice a day. Four times a day," Roux declared. She smirked at Ludovic. "Assuming you're up for it, of course."

Ludovic nuzzled the side of her neck. "Do you doubt me?"

"Not for a second."

"Good, because I think I'm ready for another lesson."

Because this story is only short, I've decided this will be a double update day. The next story going up is an Edmond one :)