neushimi vampire au
As the moon shone through the smog, an ache in her belly grew. The hunger rumbled her belly but Baran shoved it down, the thirst for human blood would undo here is she scummed to it on this street, right now. She hurried her steps and it didn’t take long until she was fumbling with the gate, moving up the steps to the front door of her city house.
The moment she unlocked the door and steps in, she could hear the soft, slow sound of bare feet coming down the stairs. Her eternal lover elegantly, beautifully naked as she descended the stairs, the pair of perfect tits bouncing with every downward step.
Victoria Neuman came to stand on the second bottom step, her skin almost seemed to illuminate a silvery moonlight glow.
The bag slung over Barans shoulder dropped to the floor immediately and she was soon kicking off her sneakers, all while her eyes remained on the bare beauty of her lover.
"Hello, beautiful." Baran whispered in a horse voice as she ascended the steps to stand with her lover.
Her hands reach to hold Victoria's waist, pulling her close. She pressed soft, chaste kisses along her lovers bare shoulder before sliding then up her neck to linger at the scent beneath her tongue. A delicate, rich perfume and a different, stranger scent.
Baran drew back to stare into her lovers face. “You've been with a human.” she whispered.
Her touch, however, grew firmer and her fingers pressed into her lovers skin, her hand running down to grab and palm at her lovers ass. The thought of another, a lesser mortal being with her mate, stirred a monster something in her belly.
Victoria smirked softly and brought a delicate hand up to cup Baran’s face. She leaned close, resting an elbow on her shoulder and brining her lips teasingly close to her lovers own.
"Oh, are you jealous?" Victoria asked in a teasing tone but she could sense the possessive heat building within Baran.
Barans body tensed at the teasing question, "Of course I am." The words came out in a low, possessive and irritated grumble while her hands roamed over her lover's naked body. "You know I hate it when you spend time with them.”
Victoria hummed tilting Baran chin up, taking a step up to tower a few inches higher. “I have a surprise for you, my love.”
Victoria's words caused interest to flare in Baran red flecked eyes. It was rare for her lover to surprise her and curiosity won over her irritation. "A surprise?" she asked, her hands still roaming possessively over Victoria's skin. "What kind of surprise?"
Victoria smiled and simply took Baran’s hand, leading her upstairs, swaying her hips as she climbed step by step. Baran’s eyes fell appreciatively to the full ass in front of her. A small huff of amusement escaped her and the possessive irritation slowly faded into curiosity. She followed the swaying of her hips, letting herself be led like a willing puppy, her hand still enveloped within Victoria's grip.
As they reached the upper level of the house, she felt the anticipation growing within her. "You're just going to make me guess?" Baran muttered with a small smirk, her fingers giving a playful pinch to the skin at the curve of her lover's hip.
Victoria looked over her shoulder and shot Baran a sly, amused grin. "You know I love to make you bed." Her voice was teasing and coy while she led her to the bedroom door. She paused, looking over her shoulder again to flash Baran a playful look, “Close your eyes."
Even as Baran closed her eyes and was lead into the bedroom, she could hear the thrashing on the bed. She could hear the straining of the ropes, the creaking of the bed that was only there for decoration and sex, and the panicked, fluttering heartbeat of a human.
She inhaled deeply and the scent of sweat that covered the humans body as well as the musky, intoxicating scent of the human arousal filled her nostrils.
Baran swallowed, feeling her fangs itch in her gums. The thirst rose in her, and it was all she could do to keep her breathing regulated.
Her body, however, was tense once more. Her fingers curled into fists at her side as the familiar possessive irritation flared up once more, making her body taut as Victoria took her by the shoulders and gently pushed her to sit on the edge of the bed.
“You can open your eyes, my love,” Victoria whispered.
Baran peeled her eyes open slowly to stare at the naked human woman tied to the bed, gagged and blindfolded.
Baran’s eyes turned to Victoria, her expression was a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "Who is she?" she asked, her voice low and slightly breathless.
Victoria's golden eyes gleamed with mischief as she leaned in, her bare chest brushing against Baran’s back. "Does it matter?" she murmured, tracing a fingertip down the human woman's trembling stomach. The ropes creaked as the bound captive strained against them.
Without waiting for an answer, Victoria trailed her fingers lower to the apex of the woman’s thighs and into her cunt, gathering slick on her fingers and bringing them to Baran mouth. “Taste.”
Baran eyes darkened at the sight of her lovers glistening fingers, now slick with the human woman’s arousal on them. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickering between the human and those glistening fingers.
Finally, her tongue darted out to clean the juices from Victoria's fingers. Her eyes flutter shut as her tongue slide over the digits with an appreciative hum.
Victoria watched Baran’s expression as her fingers were licked clean, her gaze heated and filled with both satisfaction and need.
"See," she murmured, tracing her thumb over Baran lower lip, "she's here for your pleasure and thirst, my love."
Baran’s gaze flicked back to the bound human. “I don’t want her,” Baran whispered. “Not when I have you.”
In an instant, blood sprayed against the sheets as Baran clamped her jaws against the humans throat and tore it out. She spat out the chunk of flesh and stared at her wife while the human woman gurgle and gasp while blood bubbled from the gaping wound at her throat.
“I was trying to be nice, you know.” Victoria huffed, leaning in to fix Baran’s hair but soon found herself being pinned fiercely to the bed.
Baran climbed atop her lover, leaning down to lather bloodstained kisses to Victoria’s bare skin before promptly sitting back up and eyeing the dead woman with a critical eye.
Victoria rolled onto her side watching, amused, as Baran tore the woman from her restraints and pushed her from the bed to the floor where she landed with a squelch.
Baran was then on top of Victoria, trailing kisses between her tits and down her belly to the tuft of black hair. She moved to kiss at her lovers things, kissing each until she reached gold.
Victoria’s pussy was already throbbing with need and arousal that Baran didn’t hesitate to lick one broad strip up her slit, parting Victoria’s cunt with her tongue before suckling on her clit.
“Oh, Bara,” Victoria moaned. “Fuck— you’re so fucking— fuck— selfish sometimes.”
Baran released Victoria’s clit and lapped at her cunt, prodding her tongue at her fluttering fuckhole. She flicked her eyes up to watch Victoria as she thrust her tongue deep inside her.
Victoria locked her knees together behind Baran’s head, fisting the sheets and moaning loudly. “Fuck, Bar-Bar. Fuck. You make me feel so good, baby.”
Baran flushed at Bar-Bar. It was a silly nickname for silly soft moments, not for when she was drilling her tongue into her lovers cunt but she redoubled her efforts in pleasing Victoria and it wasn’t long before Victoria was jerking and spasming from her orgasm.
“You’re such a fucking horn dog.” Victoria muttered, releasing Baran from the depths of her pussy and settling back against the blood soaked sheets.
ahhhh I don’t know how to write proper endings 😖 also tried something new with the image presentation