A Vampire's Beginning. (Closed for cnuveau)

Jason clinched his teeth tightly as he let tout a long groan. He felt her tighten around him as he was rocked by his own climax. She collapses on top of him as their bodies heaved in unison.

After a moment, moving up to the pillows. He lay beside her. “I take it you didn’t like my answer. Let me try again.” His gaze on the ceiling for a moment then back to her. There is no comparable feeling to your bite in that moment. I’d die a happy man allowing you drain my loins and my blood dry at the same time. What I won’t do is treat you like a carnival novelty though. I don’t want you ever doubt that I’m with you fot the person you are and if I started asking for that every time you would doubt that. Making love to you is enough for me. Your bite, the added bliss, it’s just that.” She took in what he said as he added. “Now what you did in the kitchen seemed to prolong things which in its own right was also very nice. Does that all make sense?” He concluded squeezing her hip to punctuate.
 
"....Yes." A smile as she seeks to roll on her side and snuggle her self in against his naked frame.

"That answer.... better. Bad timing in my part." A kiss to his bare chest. "...I find it is addictive.... tasting you while feeling your want spike...." A wry smile.

"But it's also very far from what I was used to." A hand ran over his stomach. "What we did is closer. The bar.... well I've never done that... never touched my self while some one drove either."

Lacey giggles. "I'm.... falling in love. Moment by moment. With you. That's why I said it. It's there, new, unfurling..."
 
“I am too. And it’s you I’m falling in love with and I want you to know that. “ he says squeezing her hand to emphasize his point. “And the bar….. neither have I but holy shit that was hot!” Saying with a chuckle. “I thought I wasn’t going to cum in my pants before we made it home.”

He lay there for a moment visualizing her leg propped up in his passenger seat. Her hand between her legs. Her scent filling the car. “So hot!!”
 
Soft giggling as she listens to him there. "Its alright. I guess the mood struck after, well, the car park." Jeffrey and her snack.

A look to the clock. "How are you going to handle Monday?"
 
He realized he hadn’t given much thought to Monday and how to transition back to a daytime schedule. He worked through it in his head for a moment.

“We’ll office hours are slow so I can sleep a little then. I’m done with my lectures at 2:00 and can nap on my couch until I’m done at 6:00. Could come home, curl up with you then get up at midnight.” He thought for a moment. “Yeah, it’s a little scattered but we can see how it works.” He looks at the clock on the nightstand which read 2:45 am.

“So it I go to sleep at….. “ he trails off. “Meh, I won’t try to plan it all out now. I’ll just plan on getting being awake at 2:00 am tomorrow to be with you, then go till I can’t. In my first few years at the Herald my schedule was all over the place so I can handle it.” Pausing to roll on top of her and kiss her lips. “As long as you can.” His cock grazes her small tuft of hair causing it to stir.
 
"Not me I'm worried about." At least right now she was worried about him. With him organising her lectures via streaming. At least for now enough was sorted she felt okay.

"But I'm grateful you want time with me." Kissing him softly. That twitch felt but she didn't attempt anything.
 
He kissed her then rolled off and back by her side. “It’ll work out I’m sure. Can’t have you roaming the streets in the middle of the night all alone.” He joked tickling her side before leaning off the bed to retrieve his phone from the pocket of his pants.

He unlocked it tapped the screen then stared blankly at it for a moment before blinking, running his eyes then looking again. He’d thought for sure he’d misread the number of subscribers to her blog but when he looked again he was able to confirm it. 2,000

“Ummmm, I think I need a plan B on funneling your money out of substack. Looks like you’re starting to go viral.” He said handing her the phone so she could read for herself.
 
Lacey giggles at his comment about her roaming the streets at night. Then that mind considered. Would she? Right now. No. There was Jason in her life. Yes, it had only been a few short days, but those few short days had changed everything. As he picked up his phone and unlocked it. She found herself relaxing against him comfortably. Not that she was looking at his screen, her view was more along that muscled male form of his. Lacey did like the sight of it. Even half covered by a sheet.

As he spoke, she paid attention. Yet as he said he might need a different way to pull that money out. She blinked some. Why? It couldn't be --- that thought stopped as he said Viral. Eh? Oh, she knew the term. She'd seen those cat memes on the net and found them hilarious.

But it did make her blink a little as she took his phone and looked at it. Reading the number, she cocked her head, and shifted so she could look up at him, "2003? Really?" A blink then a slow hand back of his phone.

"I promised that I'd upload something that would be worth the wait. Do, you think if I hand my phone you'd be able to get it focused on my lips? So... I can attempt to show where my fangs hide and show them sliding down?"
 
“That would definitely put things into overdrive.” He said still pondering the implications of that many subscribers. “I think I can if you’d like to get it.”

She bounced out of the bed while he continued to think. Definitely have to make a call in the morning to his old high school friend Anthony Marcelo. They’d been good friends growing up and in school at Brother Martin. He’d stayed in touch with him over the years and he was always willing to provide background information to him for articles he was writing in crime. Given his families prominence in the New Orleans offshoot of the Gambino family he had first hand knowledge of these things and probably could explain the mechanics of a more sophisticated way to move the money around.

She returned with the phone and handed it to him. Turing on the bedside light he flipped the video setting to slow-mo then focused it on her gums as she lifted her lip. The tiny slit was clear for a moment then… snick… the fangs dropped down almost too quick to perceive the motion but he’d hoped it was more pronounced in slo-mo. Replaying the video he found that it was. It was actually probably the most compelling thing he’d seen in all his years of research.

He handed it back to her. “Here ya go.”
 
Lacey took the phone back, looking at it a few times over. Wordlessly she found that blog and did the post. Titleing it simply: Promise fulfilled. Adding the video she hit send. Then put the phone on his bedside table.

A sort of nervousness to her then. "..I didn't expect that many, and you saying it'll throw it into overdrive, I'm not sure I know what that means either. It's ... way more money than I expected to end up with at this time in my life." A wry, cautious, giddy smile of mixed emotions played over her face.

She scooted to sit back beside him and sought to take his hand into her own. "...I mean... I know we don't have it yet." We. Not her. We. Them. Both together. He might realise then because she was falling in love with him and knew it. Lacey considered them, a pair. Dating. To her that seemed to make sense. So much sense she'd just sort of done it automatically.

"...but you and me... when we do... We'll discuss what our best move is... yes?" A dance of those vivid green eyes back and forth as she looks over his face. "..together?"
 
“I’d like that a lot.” Her replied thoughtfully. The idea of him benefitting from her situation didn’t sit well with him for a second but her insistence on “we” and “together”comforted him with the idea that she wanted to share whatever it ended up being with him and use it to facilitate what might be a life together.

“I have to make some calls in the morning to figure things out. I know someone who can help and he’s not the type to ask a lot of questions if you know what I mean.” As he said this he realized it sounded pretty sketchy but didn’t feel like elaborating would make it sound less sketchy. Fact was, Anthony was pretty sketchy but if you want to launder money in large amounts where better to learn than from the mafia. Yes, better to leave that part out he thought to himself.

He sat there quietly for a moment thinking of what life might be like with her given this turn of events.
 
"...I'm serious when I say I love you, Jason. It sort of means I want... a life with you... don't you maybe with me?" Is softly asked.

"I understand. Don't ask." This said evenly to him. She could guess it meant shady things.

As he was quiet, she was also.
 
“I was serious as well when I said I loved you.” He said pulling her close. “I can’t really imagine going back to my life before you. I’d love nothing more than to build a life with you. “ glancing back at the clock. 3:30. The thought of focusing on work and juggling lectures and office hours along with figuring out how to adjust to the latest developments suddenly felt overwhelming.

“I think I’m going to call my department head tomorrow and put in for emergency family leave. I’ll make up some problem I need to take care of and have a substitute fill in for me. I’ve got a ton of personal time saved up. Seems like a good time to use it.”
 
Lacey leaned herself into his side. She wanted him to do as he needed to. But a small part wondered what the substitute might do about her streaming lectures.

"Okay." Said quietly as she immediately looked down at her lap. Trying to work it out had her frown a little. "...I'll try and get through a few days and see if I can."
 
Her frown puzzled him. “I thought taking time off would please you.” He questioned. “Why the frown? I mean I can try to juggle things if you’d rather i go to work but this just seemed easier. The lesson plans and instructions for the stream are already in the system for just this kind of situation. Even is professors get sick from time to time and we have all that documented for continuity.”

He lifted her chin. “I’ll do whatever you’d like.”
 
He'd see relief then in those eyes. "No, I mean, I want you to do what you want. I just, worried irrationally for a moment the sub, might decide that having only one student on the stream might be an inconvenience for them and they'd seek to cancel it."

A lift of Lacey's hand to softly touch against his face. "No, I really like the fact that .. we're going to have a lot of time together. I mean, outside of me trying to do my lectures." A faint laugh out of her then, before she seeks to hug him to her.
 
“I’ll try not to be too distracting.” He says pulling her into him. “I admire your dedication to your education. I dare say most people looking at the balance you have in substack might be tempted to blow off school. Here I thought it was only my charm keeping you there.” A laugh then another kiss as rolled to her pressing his body against hers.
 
Lacey kissed him slowly allowing him tof eel her attraction for him. "I'd like to achieve it, if I can." She giggles them to him. "You, made it fun." With them pressed together she found herself smiling. "If at some point we realise I can't continue, then we can talk about it then."
 
“Sounds good.” He said holding her tight. The lateness starting to hit him as he blinks them opens his eyes realizing he’d dozed off for a second. He squeezed her again then closes his eyes sinking into sleep.

His eyes open again. Stirred by the sound of a truck passing. A glance at the clock shows 11:00 am. Not fully rested he climbs out of bed tugs on some clothes then makes his way slowly to the kitchen t make a cup of coffee. “Get this done then I can go back to bed” he mutters to himself as he walks to his office. Scrolling through his phone book he finds Anthony’s number and taps call.

“Yo, Tony” he starts with a fake New York/Italian accent as Anthony picks up. An old joke between them. They exchange pleasantries before he got down to the reason for his call. He listened intently as his friend filled him in on what he needed to know. Jotting down notes occasionally he nodded along. 20 minutes later he thanked him and hung up.

The next call was to his department head Mike Reynolds. He explained that he needed to take some emergency leave but didn’t want to get into the details. “2 weeks at the most I think” he explained. Mike was both concerned and a little put out but he agreed with Jason telling him he’d keep him posted as things progress. Hanging up he returned to the room and crawled back in bed snuggling up behind Lacey’s naked body.
 
Thankfully with it being her weekend, she hadn't had to move. So when the warmth left her Lacey had more rolled over into Jason's spot on the bed. Her slowly cooling form came to a stop there, so when he got in. He got in from her side to snuggle into her back again. He'd find despite the depth of her sleep, she relaxed there into him.
 
He laid for a moment thinking through what Anthony had told him for a moment. “Yeah, that’ll work.” were his last thoughts before he drifted back to sleep.

He woke some time later with Lacey wrapped around his body. An arm draped across his chest with one of her legs across his thighs. He could feel the small tuft of hair on her pelvis pressed into his hip. Her skin was noticeably cooler and her breathing shallow. He could tell she was still very much asleep and likely drawing herself to him for warmth. He wrapped his arm around her and held her as she clung to him.
 
A groggy groan was heard by her, as she buried them more in those blankets, and a happy sigh when she'd achieved the tighter wrapping of it. Of course, she was only like it for a moment before something in that mind, reminded her, Jason may need the bathroom.

It was enough to draw her into stirring awake and unburying them some. "You... okay?"
 
He gave her a squeeze without verbally replying then drifted off again.

He woke in the same position some time later. A glance at the window showed no signs of the sliver of light the crept through the top corner. He stroked her hair as he lay there gathering his senses. She stirred slightly then rolled off him. He dragged himself from the bed to get a shower allowing her to wake up in her own time.

The hot water felt good washing across his skin. He braced himself against the shower wall for a moment letting it wash over his scalp.
 
He may not likely hear her as she woke up. Or as she sat, after winning the war over the blankets and the tangle of it. Running her hands through her hair she realised. Shower. She needed one. Rising to stand she pads nude through Jason's house to that bathroom. Deliberately then seeking to sneak in and .. into the shower with him. Only revealing her presence as she sought to slide a hand over his lower back. It was a contrast between her cooler hand and his warmer skin.
 
He noted the lighting change as she passed in front of it. He didn’t hear her but knew she was coming to join him. Making no move to turn to her as she stepped in and touched his back.

“Good evening” he said with a smile as he reached back placing his hands on her hips pulling her to him until her cool body was pressed against his back. She kissed his shoulder then wrapped her arms around him as the water washed over them. Plucking the washcloth from the bar beside him he held it up along with the soap. “I was thinking I could use some help.” His grin concealed from her.
 
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