Sylvie

When Sylvie heard the sound of Casey's nails clawing at the sheets, it gave heavy meaning to the words orgasmic pleasure.  Casey's light giggling pants and deep-throated moans were magic to Sylvie's ears.  "Mmhm...yes lovesprout..that's right give it all to me.  Shower my tongue with your lovely nectar." Sylvie coaxed and twisted her tongue around in circles going so far as to rake her fangs across Casey's blood-engorged puffy pussy.

Casey began to tremble almost uncontrollably.  “Yes, Fuck…fuck…come on…c-c-c-come on-on-on…”  She managed to stammer through breathing in hitches.  Instinctively, Casey’s hands moved from the shredded sheet and into Sylvie’s gray-blue hair, tugging it with every new sensation that pulsed from between her thighs.  When the newborn vampire felt one of Sylvie’s fangs penetrate her clit, Casey arched her back and bucked her hips with glee as her blood flowed from the small hole.  Little lurches and fluttering contractions provided a measure of relief while her body was preparing for the intense orgasm that was sure to follow.  “Fuuuu-ccckkk…Sylvie…oh sweet mercy, you-you-you’ve been holding out on m-m-me.”  Casey mewled and felt Sylvie’s lips close and pull on each of her passion petals. “Ri-righ…sweet heaven…right there…yes…yes…”  Casey clutched her ample breasts, sliding up and down from her honey-soft rounds, to her reddened and swollen nipples. “…do-don’t…don’t…ohhhh…”

-What the fuck?-

Casey leaned up on her elbows and glanced down at the beautiful woman between her legs, who for some reason had stopped her cunny play. “Um…”  Casey rolled her eyes trying to focus on her girlfriend. “…um S-Sylvie…”  Casey felt a needed pulse race up her spine and then stop just before it would have released the intense orgasm. “…Taini…umm..you know that stopping like that can set a girl back a month.”  Casey blew hot air across her face, moving strands of her strawberry-blonde hair from her eyes. “Sylvie?”  Casey asked again, now aware that her lover hadn’t moved at all.  Casey scooted back and managed to unwrap herself from Sylvie’s face. “What is going on…”  Casey got a better look at Sylvie’s moon eyes, now going through the phases every few seconds.  Casey donned a flowing champagne robe and wrapped Sylvie in the navy blue top sheet. “The vision couldn’t have waited?” Casey laughed to herself and quickly gathered a few bottles of blood to drink after the vision was completed. “We did plenty of hunting tonight, and according to the clock it's two in the morning.  This will have to do for the evening, my Taini.”

Once Casey was sure that Sylvie was safe on the bed and not naked for the blood bunnies to see, she went across the hall to the room Sylvie had given her. “Interesting.  I should move my things into the Mistress bedroom?”  She waited and spoke openly to herself, “Is it called a master bedroom or mistress bedroom…”  She snickered and dug out a pink tee with the word ‘Rockstar’ written in black cursive lettering with small fireworks around the twin R’s.  Sighing briefly as she looked down at her nipples poking through, Casey reluctantly donned one of her bras. “I swear this is sometimes a hindrance.  Fucking double D since I was fifteen.”  Snapping the elastic in place, Casey adjusted herself and dug out a set of faded jeans. “There we go, I feel less exposed.”

Within seconds, the strawberry-blonde vampire had returned and sat down beside Sylvie. “Let’s get you dressed.”  She tapped on her lip for a few seconds and decided to go with something easy for her mistress. “I can’t reason why, but I think a cami would be perfect for you.”  Casey dug around in Sylvie’s dresser and found a double-layered cami that matched her hair perfectly. “Why did I know that you were this color coordinated?”  She giggled to herself and slipped the garment over her lover.  A few minutes passed and Casey had managed to get Sylvie in a pair of bright pink undies and a loose-fitting pair of capri’s that matched the top she’d picked out.  Inspecting her partner, Casey again noted that Sylvie’s eyes were shifting through their moon phases. “Let’s get you in the living room for a change of scenery.”  Casey hoisted Sylvie into her arms and casually carried the frozen vampire and set her on the sofa. “You know, Sylvie..”  She paused and started snickering, “..I have had some bad luck with sex at times, but I have never been clam jammed by a woman.”  Casey adjusted Sylvie so that she was lying at an angle, then went to get some bottled blood from the kitchen.

“Our issue, my lollipop, is that you wake up crazy-hungry.”  Casey held Sylvie in a tight hug, “So, let’s try something a little different.  What if…if you were given more nourishing blood while the vision was going on?”  Casey waited for a sign and after a couple minutes shook her head. “This must be a hell of a dream.”  She paused and ran her fingers over Sylvie’s cheeks. “I am thinking about using my own blood.  You said it yourself that vampire blood is more nourishing, so I am going to give it a try.”  Casey kissed her lover on the forehead and gently opened Sylvie’s mouth until there was a fair gap that she could use. “There we go.  Now to infuse you.”  Casey bit into her own wrist and just as the blood started to leak out, pressed the wounds to Sylvie’s lips. “You don’t even need to draw it out, I can assist.”  Much like getting blood drawn, Casey both willed her blood out and clenched her fist to help push the life-giving liquid into Sylvie.  Once the flow started in earnest, Casey began counting and stopped at ten. Retracting her wrist and licking the holes closed, Casey smiled and wiped the excess from Sylvie’s lips. “Looks like it went down.”  Sighing a bit of relief, Casey smiled. “With luck this will do it.  Now what shall we do?” Casey leaned back and adjusted Sylvie in her lap.  “I have an idea, you sexy devil.”

First turning on the stereo, Casey half-smiled when the song ‘Black Betty’ started its heavy beat. “The irony.”  Casey observed. “I think you need a new look.”  Casey carefully picked the gray hair and separated it from the blue locks. “A biker chick with cornrows, what could go wrong?”  Casey announced and began twisting Sylvie’s hair into small thin braids.

Looking up when the front door opened, Casey called out questioningly. “Which one of you is coming in?”

“It’s Amber.  I just closed shop and came home.”  She announced confidently and rounded the corner. “Oh, Sylvie is having another trance?”  Amber adjusted her backpack and resumed, “Jessica is with her newfound lady for the evening, I am pretty sure that Veronica is with Alan.”  She ran her hand through her platinum hair and pulled it free so it settled around her shoulders. “I am only here for a few minutes, I don’t want to interrupt what you two are doing.”

Clipping one of the braids with rubber bands that she’d gone and found in Sylvie’s small home office, Casey let a few strands of Sylvie’s gray hair dangle. “Nonsense.  As you can see, right now you aren’t interrupting any…”  Casey happened to smell Amber and then stared at the woman. “I know that look and scent anywhere.  You are a ward.”  She raised one eyebrow. “Who?”