Clara narrowed her eyes, then shivered. "Blood is life. It can do wonderful things." She paused. "But also, blood is bondage. I am a ghoul... and my loyalty is to my master." She explained. "If I were to freely drink your vitae... it might create... unnecessary misunderstanding."
“Ah, so you can’t be about two masters?” I ask before licking Clara’s pussy. “If you drink my blood, it would supersede my sire’s?”
"Hmm~" Clara moaned as she put her legs slightly apart. "Mhm-I... I don't know!" She admitted as she put her hands on Chloe's shoulders. Her body started shaking a little from excitement, and her juices started flowing on the younger woman's tongue.
“Do you not want it? I think you do. But if it is dangerous, I will not force it on you,” I say reassuringly before standing up to make out with the ghoul, letting her taste herself on my lips.
Clara did not answer as she moved in closer, pressing her naked body against Chloe's, meeting her lips with her own as she kissed the blond woman. Her hands wrapped around hers, as she hugged her. Slowly, her hand started moving down, tracing her thumb along her spine, before finally, her hand reached the ass and gave it a squeeze. She did not comment on her choice. She seemed quite reluctant about making such a decision.
I slide my finger down to Clara’s sex and smile when I find her wet. “I see how Hector ignores you. I would never do so. You are fascinating to me. So lovely. So Capable. But we can put a pin in whether you should drink for me. What I really wanted to ask you if you could drive me to the library tonight?”
Slowly, he eases himself out of her love tunnel, corrupted seed spilling out of her as he withdraws. Looking over his handiwork, the vampire grins, licking his lips, before leaning in to lick her fang marks closed.
"No-tt fair~" Clara shivered as she felt finger pressing against her pussy. "Today? But sun will raise in an hou-ahhh~" She moaned as Chloe's fingers slid inside her sex. "Yesshshh~" She gasped.
The taste of young blood, laced with alcohol, moved through his veins. It... quality-wise, he had better. The woman was laying on the bed, unconscious, her ass slithgly raised, cum dripping from her pussy, eyes rolled back... As the professor glanced outside, he realised that the sun will be rising soon...
“Do you think I need that long to make you cum? You’re already soaking wet for me. We both want this,” I whisper in Clara’s ear as I insert a second finger inside her. I feel her hand cup my ass, and I lick her neck, tasting her tongue vibrating with the ghoul’s pulsing blood.
Clara shivered as Chloe whispered into her ear. "It's dangerous." She gasped as she felt another digit inside her. Her flesh clamped for a moment around Chloe's fingers, as the maid threw her head back. After a moment she looked back at Vampire, tears were in the sides of her eyes. "T-this-" She shuttered. "Can wait for tomorrow?" She managed, her chest slowly raising and falling, her breath hitched.
I stop. “Yes, I suppose it can. I am sorry to put you under such distress.” I kiss the beautiful ghoul’s cheek before preparing to sleep for the day.
Clara's eyes open with disbelief as Chloe steps back. "The ride - I meant the ride to wait for tomorrow." She says, a smile slowly forming on her lips. "Tease." She shook her head.
“This evening at sunset. I look forward to it,” I say as I use my finger to trace around one of her nipples. “Like you, I have less than an hour before sleep takes me. The pleasure of a beautiful woman like you should not be on a timer.” I walk over, my pale ass swaying as I go before lying down on my bed. “Perhaps I will dream of you and everything I wish we could have done.”
Warwick, done with her for now, decides to cover his tracks. He redoes her blouse and lowers her skirt so it covers her ruined panties. He helps the girl to her feet, bringing her out of the apartment and walking with her a few blocks, calling an Uber to a destination away from his haven so there's no trail leading back home. He puts the girl in the back when it arrives, slipping the driver a hefty tip for his silence, directing him to drop her off back at her dorm building. Finally, he heads back home to wait out the day.
"Oh!" Clara gasped, scandalized. "You tease!" She called after Chloe, before grabbing her clothes and leaving. Chloe lay on the bed and went to sleep. ... She opened her eyes. She lay on the ground, naked. Slowly, she raised her eyes looking at the beautiful moon right above the horizon, admiring the stars on the night sky.... The darkness, was sooting. Something was in her vision... Red... She looked up, the red mist covering the stars... The mist... material... blood... It curved, wrapped, around the legs, waist of a woman... Her skin had blueish colour, like... Water, or late sky right after the sun set. The red wrapped around her bust, showing of her arms - she held light and darkness... in balance. Chloe looked further up, taking in the woman's full red lips- ! Her face.... She had no face! Instead of face she had a ... a symbol of a sun? In an inverted triangle inside? The Blood, the light, the darkness - all changed into mist, traveling higher and Chloe's eyes followed, moved above the woman in red's face. Her eyes stopped as she looked at the sun. She felt heat. ! Her body combusted, started burning! She was screaming! The sun was burning! Moon... Light... Darkness... Mist... Red... Stars... Sun... ... Chloe sat up, breathing heavily, a sweat covering her body. She blinked a couple of time. A new night has begun.
Spoiler: ? 1 - fatal failure Warwick returned home, early hour, he had maybe an hour before sunrise. He stretched his arms as he closed the door behind- "And where have you been?" An irritated woman spoke. He blinked as he looked at the face of his wife, looking at him with distain. "Fucking another student?" She hissed, angry. Only now he realised, that in his high state, he went on autopilot to his home, instead to his haven... What's worse, he walked upon his wife, just as she was about to leave for her job... While he stunk of sex.
(Oh, shit. Great pic tho.) Warwick freezes, realising the monumental nature of his fuckup. He thinks fast, trying to consider his options. How had he blundered so badly? "Well, yes..." He says, activating awe, thankful he's full on blood. "But that's never been a problem for you before, my dear. Are you jealous I didn't bring her into our bed and share her with you?" He chuckles, acting casually as he leans in to give her a kiss. "As I recall, you were one of those students, once upon a time..."
Fuck that was intense. I think as I rise, the grave once again, releasing its grip on me. Perhaps I did die, and this is hell. I laugh at the thought and begin to towel off. I decide to see Hector to see if he has insight into my nightmare. I want to get it over with quickly. I need Clara to drive me back to the library. I have a beautiful woman to enthrall.
(I am happy you approve!) Spoiler: Persuasion 9,6 DC 6+2 => DC 8 - one success Vanessa put a hand on Warwick's chest, stopping him. "You are not kissing me with mouth smeared with some slut's juices." She said annoyed, before moving past him. It seemed that he managed to deflect the main eruption... if barely. "They were calling from museum. You did not show up at work." She said as she took out milk from the fridge. She then turned to glare at the old man. "Have some young cunt imparried your judgment?" his wife mocked him.
