A Vampire's Beginning. (Closed for cnuveau)

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His mind was scrambled for a moment when she asked him the question. Her intentions seemed obvious enough but this sort of thing just didn’t happen to him….. ever.

Do you…..” he paused working up the nerve “want to see my room?” He asked sheepishly.

 

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Lacey's heart went out to the guy. She resolved to really, honestly, try and steer someone into his arms. Maybe she could get him to come to the grand re-opening for College Night at The Breakroom, on Wednesday night?

Yet she smiled brightly up and slid her hand into his. "Yes." She did also mean it about wanting to see it. it'd be easier for her up there.

 

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She might have heard his heart pounding over the music in the house at that moment. Without a word they wound their way through the crowd and to the stairs. He led her up then to his door.

His mind raced as he tried to work out his next move. He didn’t really have “moves”. Sure he’s had girlfriends but he was by no stretch of the imagination a pickup artist. He was far more used to a long drawn out courtship where he eventually wore her down.

He reached for the door knob then, before he turned it, turned to her and kissed her.

 

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Lacey gave a little leap up and plastered herself in against him there, and kissed him slow and teasingly. Gently flicking her tongue over his lip then as she used one hand to open it, then a foot to press the door back and ease them inside his room slowly.

 

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He flipped the door closed behind them and pinned her to the wall as he kissed her. His nervousness overwhelmed by his desire, he clumsily groped her breasts with one hand while his other traveled up her thigh and under her skirt.

 

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There was a lot to desire in the redhead he found himself with. From a petite form that had delightfully sexy curves from breasts to hips and behind. Slim in all the right places to accentuate those desired attributes. Right now she might have been pale and perhaps slightly cooler than your average woman. But there was little average about Lacey now.

A groan against his mouth as he pinned here and there, lips to hers, one hand clumsily groping a breast, the other sliding up under the dress's length, found her panties rather easily.

Lacey sought to deliberately nudge them from the wall, and three stumbles later, in which his hand cupped her pussy, they were on the bed. Unfortunately, she was under him and then she used her hand to show him how to grope and caress her breast. She figured the poor guy may as well get a less awkward technique out of it!

 

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His groping became more sensual with her assistance and he could feel her nipples stiffen under his touch. Eager to please her his lips trailed down her neck as he slowly back off of her while he stroked her through her panties.

Pressing her dress up her thighs he pulled her panties aside and buried his face between her legs. Awkwardly at first then seemingly becoming more relaxed as he worked his tongue into her folds then zeroing in on her sensitive nub.

 

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As it became more sensual she knew future women would thank her! Of course, her own nipples were right there, thanking her for the way he was making her feel. As he slides down and ends up between her thighs. Lacey spread her legs wide for him, even as he tugged her panties out of the way, and buried his face in there.

There at least she was wet, warmer than elsewhere, and it'd be more her soft sounds guiding him, along with hands in his hair stroking nails against his scalp the moment he licked her clit with his tongue, there was an arch, which perhaps dislodged his tongue from there, and drove it into her slit. That had her moan and shudder softly under his mouth, the squirm of her hips, bringing him back in alignment to that clit so his next swipe hit there.

At least one thing might be clear to him rather easily, she was into him going down on her, so much so, that his mind may realise he could likely ... get laid by this adorable redhead... for his birthday.

Lacey of course was guiding him with those movements, teaching as much as she was enjoying the quick way he picked it up. Something reminded her she really did need to feed.

 

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He lifted his tongue from her for just a moment allowing him to tug her panties from her hips before it returned to her clit. Shifting his legs to her side allowed him to slide them down her legs then fall to the floor before moving back between her legs as she spread them for him. His hands moved to his belt, quickly unfastening it then shoving his pants to his knees.

Her moans increased as she writhed beneath his tongue. Raising himself to his knees his hand found the back of his shirt collar pulling it over his head in one motion and discarding it beside him on the bed. His lips found hers as his cock pressed against her wet folds then slowly pressed in.

 

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The lift of his tongue off her, and such gave her a short moment of breathing, that mind instantly reminding her. Jason. Blood. Needs and wants and love. Tumbling in her mind, and then, his tongue was back, and Lacey knew at that moment she'd perhaps taught him too well, as she found her toes curling and a soft moan leaving her lips.

Her pussy leaked wetness against that tongue which both tormented her slit and clit, making her thighs part wider for him to get between them more comfortably.

That inner voice, her need for blood, echoing within her mind that had been her goal. She needed him up where she could bite him. Thus as he came up over her, her arms wrapped about and pulled him in. Kissing him deeply, tongue questing in his mouth and thoroughly kissing the hell out of him.

Even as that kiss was hotly shared, she felt his cock pressing into her. The idea fluttered through her, that maybe, just maybe she could bite him, get the blood and maybe try and suck him off instead? Of course, one part of her was right now single-mindedly driven by that need.

A kissing along his cheek, to his neck, a soft nibble, a lick. Then a bite. Venom in her haste and sudden need for it, for the blood which burst into her mouth, flooded him and she felt him really start taking her with harder, deeper, loss-of-control thrusts. It hit all those good places it did when Jason did the same thing, blood or no blood, venom or no venom. Her body was quite used to when she felt someone doing that to respond.

Thus even as she fed on him slowly, her hips ground her up into him and took every harder thrust Steve made into her. Even as she closed the wound. Panting there, the pleasure was suddenly rolling through her, clutching him hard as she felt herself orgasm.

Yet the moment she felt him filling her with cum there was: dirty little whore. A comment that mind supplied to her about what she'd just done with Steve. It was more than enough for her to kiss Steve, softer, and seek to twist his mind into remembering they'd had a good time, and she then needed to go. They parted ways on good terms. Lacey made sure of it, even as she got out from under him. Pulled her dress down and fled.

Out the back, over a fence while no one was watching. Leaping Jason's fence she .. much more slowly walked to his side door. Letting herself in. That dress was rumpled and her lips were bruised in that way they got with a lot of kissing. She was also flush with colour, yet, withdrawn as if hating on herself, as she came upon Jason.

 

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Jason watched as she entered the door. Absent was the devilish grin he'd expected to see when she came back. No, in her eyes he sensed panic, maybe fear. He wrapped her in his arms as she approached and held her. His concern only grew as she began to sob into his shoulder. "What happened? Are you ok?"

 

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He'd find his shirt a mess there, of pale pink wet cloth. Even as she took a moment sobbing there against him, it was literally him holding her up in that moment. "..It was Steve... his birthday, and those bastards had him tending bar at it, while everyone else around him ... had fun." Now while it was a sad state of a thing to hear, it wasn't perhaps worthy of tears. "..I saved him from whiskey they tried to make him drink, I could see he didn't want to... so I did... and I wanted him to have a moment where they believed he got the girl..." A wipe of her thumbs to her lashes and smearing it over her dress at the sides.

"Poor bastard looked like he won, then seemed flustered on what to do, then he kissed me... and we ended up in his room. I tried to get us to the bed, but Steve ended up on me. Which was fine, I didn't mind. Then I realised he was so inexperienced his hands were floundering... so I kind of showed him how to properly caress a breast. I know some girls going to adore it. Then he was down between my thighs, and again inexperience, I guided him a little with my hands, and made sounds so he'd know he was on track..."

She took for a moment. "My inner ... whatever .. kept going, Jason, and need blood and love ... and I was flustered so I helped him up and kissed him. I only realised he'd freed himself when I felt him in me, and uh, I resolved to, well bite, and maybe ... give him a birthday blowjob..."

Another half sob left her then, as she seemed to mutter something he might almost not think she called herself, "..dirty little whore.." An aim to meet his eyes then, the guilt there plain. "...I ... fed, and I guess by then my inner want let loose a bit too much venom and suddenly the sex was .. well ... like you in that car when we ... fucked last night. I... guess I also get that rush from feeding... non-stop-pounding till I orgasmed ... and felt him go off inside me... I..I left him with the idea we parted on good terms, friends... not .. well .. more than..."

Those eyes were peppered with pale red tears then, "...I'm so fucking sorry, one moment, one intense dose of venom, and ... I screwed someone else..." She for a moment dropped her head into her hands, not crying exactly, more shaking from the weight of it hitting her. Clearly, none of it had exactly been entirely her hoping to get laid by someone else. He'd seen how blown away by her Steve had been, and then how crushed when Daniel stole her off. Little wonder the guy went for it when he realised she kissed him.

 

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As she spoke Jason's face felt like it was engulfed in flames. The sense of jealousy and betrayal hit him like a freight train at first then he sought to calm himself and hear her out. He could hear the anguish in her voice as she described the events in detail. The compassion she showed Steven in that moment helped him find his own compassion. Not for Steven but for Lacey.

He held her quietly as he worked through rationalizing what seemed inexplicable. He knew that what she needed to do to stay fed was playing with fire. The frenzy of feeding had every opportunity to lead to this result especially given the fact that she's yet to master what she's become. "A rookie mistake was all it was. It doesn't change how she feels for me Does it?" he thought to himself.

He stroked her hair softly as he pulled her tight. "It's ok, I think I understand how... why it happened." Lifting her eyes to his own he questioned "Are we good?"

 

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He'd find as he began stroking her hair she shook a little, especially as he pulled her tight to him. "...every moment of clarity I knew you were waiting ... waiting for me to come back... I ... came back." That seemed to be a big thing for her.

Even with how shitty she felt regarding it, she'd returned to him, told him every little detail of it, admitting her fuck up.

"..I love you... I've worried about that happening since I realised what it is like for you when I bite you... that bliss doesn't just hit you... Okay, so my venom just hits you.. I don't experience that ... but I get hit with their blood, and just as it is imbued with alcohol drank... It's intoxicating to taste, especially since it seems to pulse my pleasure points with a want to -need- to be touched... It's why when I fed on the bag packaging fellow.... we then had that hot moment in the club... I was so affected by the blood, I needed you... I needed it to .. get some control back..."

She stares into his eyes, "..I wanted to end it... and come back and fuck you silly, just I don't have the ... experience to reign in those feelings... when it's you ... I don't need to ... because we're together..."

"..he also, kind of got off reasonably quick" ... She actually liked how most times Jason and her got to experience more of the pleasure of it, before they -had- to orgasm.

 

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"I think I understand.. I've grown up with this vision of the erotic nature of a vampires feeding. It's engrained in every movie and book about them. To think it's perfectly controlled would be naïve of me. The fact that you think of me in that moment is comforting." He held her for a few more minutes then patted her butt "You should get cleaned up"

 

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With the pat to her ass Lacey seeks to look up at him one more lingering moment. Before she walked off getting into his shower. Her clothing beside the laundry basket not in it. That's when she realised she'd left her panties there.

Getting in under a rather hot shower she began scrubbing herself rather firmly. Perhaps more firmly than he'd have liked. It bothered her still it happened. Her lack of control.

 

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Jason lay in the bed as she showered sorting through his feelings about the night. He had to admit to himself that after the initial shock of her confession he found the image in his mind of what happened kind of erotic. He'd never really imagined himself feeling that way about something like this but it was hard to deny the erection that had developed in the last few minutes.

His thoughts then turned to Lacey and the guilt she felt about what had happened. Her words still echoing in his mind.... "Dirty little whore". In his short time with her he knew that wasn't her. That she was dealing with things she couldn't necessarily control they way she'd like. Without much more thought he climbed from the bed, stripped his clothes and joined her in the shower. He wanted more than anything to show her they were ok.

 

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He entered into a bathroom where there was a lot of steam. So much so that it might just be a little hazy to see his shower. However he heard from it, "I heard you coming and adjusted the water down." The door opening revealed Lacey in there, with less steam. After a moment she offers her hand to him. Waiting to see if he'd take it.

 

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Jason takes her hand and steps then pulls her to him as they let the water beat down on them. He had no intention of making this a shower visit like the few before. He just wanted to hold her body to his and make sure she knew they were alright.

“I love you.” He whispers pressing his lips into the top of her head as it rests on his shoulder.

A few more moments then he turned off the water and led her out of the shower. He dried her then himself then led her, still naked to the bed.

 

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At least stepping into the water, he didn't get burned. Lacey however was rather hot feeling. She listened to him there, then let him dry her, himself and then led her off for the bedroom with him. "..I love you too.." She still didn't quite sound herself as she sat on the edge of that bed of his. "I'm sorry Jason, you deserved far better than what I did tonight."

 

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Jason thought for a moment about how much of his revelation from earlier he should share. He was almost embarrassed about it in the moment. It seemed kind of deviant and he wasn’t sure if he himself was comfortable with accepting it. Finally he decided if she was going to have the courage to be completely honest with him she deserved the same courtesy.

“I’ll admit I was kinda mad at first…. Then sympathetic. But as I thought about it, as strange as it might sound.” He trailed off mustering the nerve to say it “it kind of turned me on. I know that may sound weird and it probably is but, honestly, image of what happened that runs through my head is pretty erotic. And you came home to me so is it really that big a deal?” Realizing he may have overstated his acceptance of it he backtracked a little. “I mean I wouldn’t want to see it happen all the time but if you lose control every now and then it’s ok. Just always be honest with me. Does that sound weird?”

 

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Lacey thought about his words. Intensely, he'd see that in her expression. "Maybe it's not weird. I mean," She took a breath and waved a hand at herself. "Vampire. Right? So, you've got all the thoughts on them."

"I don't want it happening all the time. I'm in love with you, not whoever I'm getting blood off, who's not you." She exhaled. "But, if you okay if, sometimes, I, slip, and tell you about it. We can maybe once I'm, clean, enjoy those vaguer thoughts. It'll probably be better for both of us, especially. If something like that never happens with someone you know. ...Steve, well..." She shrugged and then took his hands into hers.

"I'd honestly rather nudge girls into attending any part they have and maybe predisposing them to give Steve an honest chance to .. wow them off their feet. He needs someone who's just his. Like... I needed, you." Putting it perhaps into a perspective he could appreciate and understand her ultimate feelings on it.

 

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"Yeah he's a good kid" he acknowledged. "If anyone needed that is was probably him." he said with a laugh before pulling her onto the bed playfully and tickling her. "And now that I know birthday blowjobs are a thing I'm holding you to that!"

 

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Lacey cooed with soft laughter as she twisted and giggled and finally kissed his nipple for a moment, and smiled up at him there on that bed, their limbs sexily entwined. "Oh for you, blowjobs aren't only for your birthday. A birthday one would be extra special, yes. But, you, I'll give you one, as a surprise. Surprises are the best."

There's then a soft look up at him then. "Unless, Jason would like a test drive, blow job?"

 

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Jason tried, probably poorly, to act like he didn’t intend that outcome. “Well I wouldn’t turn that down.” He said with a chuckle as his fingers stroked her hair.