The Underworld

[Goblynn]

Mikki

Mikki felt neither embarrassed nor particularily flattered by Jerry's obvious approval of her. Over the course of her immortal years, she found that her body brought her many opportunities and attention from either sex. This was often used to her advantage. Not that she was spoiled, merely aware of how easy it was to live in such a finely tuned body. Undead as it was, it was all too pleasing and generally hard to miss.
She eyed the pole, dully shining in the darkened room. Soundlessly moving towards it, her hand lifted and grasped the pole and walked around it slowly, testing the feel and energy. She paused and looked back at Jerry, his eyes on her curves and tracking her as she wound around the stripper pole. Mikki dropped her hand and boldly removed her jacket and let it drop to the floor without another look. She pinned the human with her glassy stare, and then slowly pulled off the generic tshirt before letting that drop to the floor. Her gleaming skin glowed in the hushed lighting of the room, adding shadows to the planes and highlights to the peaks. Without a word, Mikki left the pole and easily straddled Jerry and settled herself on his lap, arms hanging around his neck.
"Perhaps I should save the show for the customers. Nothing you haven't seen before, mm?" Her voice was a throaty whisper, face inches from his. She felt herself growing bolder with her attraction to the human and leaned in closer until her bra clad breasts had made contact with his firm body and her face hovered over his neck. Her breath came in puffs on his skin, as she moved herself upon him and her hands ran through his dark hair. His arousal was thick in the air, warm blood rushing through his body causing Mikki to close her eyes and lick the rapid pulse in his neck, humming unconciously.

 

[poohlive]

Jerry's hands found their way up her thighs, curving around her ass, holding here there, close to him. Her scent muffled his senses, concentrating on her before him. He stretched his neck out, feeling her nibble and nuzzle at him. It felt ethereal, right, perfect for the moment.

This was still her show, after all. Jerry could feel that, the strength and power behind her. She was, for lack of a better term, in command, and he was more than happy just to please her.

With a simple flick, he undid her bra, letting it fall loose against him. His hands cupped at her breasts, bringing them to his mouth, awaiting lips, longing tongue. A sensual desire for that which he needed at this moment. She had stirred the fires within him, and they refused to go down now.

 

[Goblynn]

She half moaned and sighed as she felt her breasts handled. Her hands gripped his shoulders hard, nails digging in as she ground herself on his lap. Mikki tightened her grip on him, her mouth once again nuzzling his neck in an impatient and growing need. Like the kid vampire she is, Mikki had a hard time distinguishing her food and her lust. It always seemed to feed off each other, usually resulting in a sated vampire and a dead lover. She knew this, and growled a little as she tried to control a maddening desire to just bite that tender flesh...to taste just a little bit...
She reared back, flushed and shaking slightly and licked her lips. "S'good...just need to..." Mikki caught his eyes again and couldn't help but stare into them, her lips parting and body poised above him.

 

[AntonioG]

"Take me, maitre," she said quietly, looking at him with both nervous and loving eyes.

"Oui, mon esclave," he said moving closer to her, his cock now touching the outer lips of her sex, poised for this first ritual. He placed his hands on her thighs, gripping them tightly and pushed his cock deep into her cunt, forcing himself all the way to the hilt. An animalistic groan permeating the cold air around them.

 

[AntonioG]

Orion fully inside of Heidi's pussy, stopped for a moment, then resumed pumping in and out of her slit at a frenetic pace. Much faster than a normal human being could go, and should go for that matter. He screamed, in a language long dead, another ancient incantation. Finally slowing his pace to one consistent with fucking.

 

[AntonioG]

He continued fucking Heidi, until his body began convulsing and he started shooting his cum inside of her. When that moment occured he whispered..."Be not afraid," and he leaned forward, his eyes turning red, he sank his fangs into her neck and began the next stage in this ritual.

 

[poohlive]

Need to? She needed to what? He could feel the heat rise between them, intensify. An obvious thought struck him that despite her being almost naked, there was still far too much clothing on them. In eager desperation he fumbled for his pants, kicking them off, staring up at this wanton goddess above her.

She had the look of both lust and confusion. As if she were fighting something. He had seen it before, women who were shy, not ready to quite go that far. It didn't make sense though, Mikka seemed more than eager to have sex with a mostly anonymous stranger in a strip club. What was she trying to fight?

"Don't fight it," He cooed in her ear, licking at it, nibbling the soft part. His hand already pressed against her slit, one finger finding it's way inside her, already hot and wet from his touch. He smiled at that.

"It's ok. I'm right here," His voice soft, golden, lips nibbling. Everything that touched her had a magical fire that refused to die down. He wanted to touch her, he wanted more, he wanted everything.

"Let it go. Trust me, don't fight it..."

 

[AntonioG]

He drained her to within an inch of her life, her eyes slowly closed, as she became deathly pale. Inside her body was only enough blood to maintain her vital organs, one of which was about to be destroyed. He pulled away from her, this time not closing the wounds on her neck. He pulled his cock out of her cunt and said to her, "When next your eyes open, you will be undead, the gift and curse of eternal life upon you."

He reached for a ritual knife and held it aloft, chanting something eerie in that same long dead language, before he brought down into her heart. Her body writhed in response. From her lips in a voice not her own, she muttered the response to his incantation, in the same ritual language. He knew it worked, she was now dead.

 

[AntonioG]

He leaned forward and cried a single tear of blood into the gaping wound in her chest. It worked it's way down into her heart, and the recissitation process was begun. He knew it would take about five mintues so he left the room and redressed, bringing back with him a gown of sheer black, cut so that the neckline went almost to her areolae, it's length ending like 2 inches above her knee. It was skintight and by far his favorite of her outfits. He laid it on a table next to her.

Slowly her chest started showing the signs of breathing again, her eyes fluttered open. With the same ritual knife, he cut a line above his heart.

"Now my love, break free of your bonds and drink the blood of eternal life."

 

[AntonioG]

He let her drink, her transformation now complete. Finally he ordered her to dress, only now realizing did he forget to bring undergarments.

"My love, you are now like me, and I am like you. Forever is ours."

 

[AntonioG]

"Welcome to eternal life, my love. I hope you are as happy as I am in this moment." He eyed her, his love, forever and ever his.

 

[AntonioG]

"You won't require it, nor any other type of human sustenance, but it is good when you are out in public to remember to order something nonetheless. And of course you can still enjoy pizza and the other things you have always enjoyed."

 

[AntonioG]

"Now, we must both go and feed. Not that we will die, but we will become incredibly weak. Are you ready for this, if you don't want a hunt, the club is the best place to go. Some of the patrons know who owns the club, and know what it's actually about. The dancers are only a bonus before they "donate"

 

[Goblynn]

A short, nervous laugh bubbled it's way out of Mikki as she heard his soothing words to her. An intake of breath as she felt his finger against her, a bold touch clashing with his sure and steady coaxing. He was eager, she knew, and it would be so easy.
So, why not? Mikki whined a little, her feelings for wanting simple touch and the animalistic urge to take it all warred in her head. Her body meanwhile was sending her delicious reminders on how good he was, how much she felt in his arms.
Mikki slowly moved her lips over to his, hesitant in a barely felt caress. Her hips rocked against his hand and she sighed a little. The smell of him, his warm voice, the solid presence of a male was all but overwhelming. She rubbed her cheek against his in affection and murmured, "Only if you trust me."

 

[poohlive]

Trust? He barely knew her name, this strange woman straddling him, overpowering him and making him desire her all the more. Jerry did feel a pang of doubt in the back of his head. What if she was into something really kinky? No, impossible, she probably just wanted to tie him up, or make him wear her panties.

Jerry stuck a second finger inside her, fucking her, easing her into a decision, "I trust you."

 

[Goblynn]

She flushed hotly as Jerry's fingers worked her over causing her mind to go blank. She gripped him harder and looked into his eyes, her smile wide and bright. Her body felt like it was humming, an engine primed.
"Then take me," she replied, voice low and breathless.
She licked his neck, and sucked on the skin, her sharp fangs digging into his skin when she wasn't mindful. She had needs, both hungry and lusting for the man. With an animalistic groan, she ground herself against him and well, hoped her instincts didn't kill the poor thing.

 

[poohlive]

With surprising ease, Jerry lined himself up. Her nibbling and licking on his neck became unbearable. He loved it all the more, his senses washed from the constant arousal. He buried himself to the hilt the same time her fangs pierced his chest.

At that moment he gasped aloud, his whole body going rigid. Alarms went up in his mind, but only for a moment. A single glance of something wrong, a delayers response before you know what's wrong, like touching a hot stove. He wanted to break away, free himself, but again, only for a second.

He hissed, a sharp intake of breath, as he held onto her for dear life. His arms strong, needy, his cock still deep inside, a mewling sound escaping his lips.

Then it was over, passed, washed away from him. A numbing sensation came over, and he didn't quite know what had happened. More importantly, he didn't care. His cock, moving with graceful ease inside of her, made it easy for him to forget.

The alarm gone, the pain non existant. He questions for a moment whether or not it was real, then dismissed it. Nothing more than a second of relapse. She was here above him, fucking him , teasing him, pleasuring him in every way imaginable, why would he want to leave her, stop her?

All synapses were firing, unconsciously he opened his neck further to her advances.

 

[Goblynn]

She was flying. She felt him fill her intimately and nearly cried out in delirious laughter. It had been awhile, to feel such warmth was almost shockingly good. She wanted more, more of the warmth of the man under and in her. Her fangs dug in and she stilled when he froze with hesitation. Mikki stroked his chin with soft fingers as she let him settle in the new sensation. 'Just a taste', she thought dazedly. Her tongue flicked at the newly created wound, and she moaned at the metallic sweetness. He moved within her, adding more to the heedy mix of pleasure and she sucked a little harder, held on a little harder.

 

[poohlive]

They were connected, he had that thought, that urge inside him. As if this wasn't just some no name fuck in some no name place with a gentle goodbye at the end. There was a bond, connection, keeping them close, making him feel soo weak and so strong at the same time.

He cried aloud again, in pleasure and pain mixed. Their rhythm, sliding slipping inside her steadily increased, but it didn't feel right. Rather, it didn't feel normal. It felt like, as he was fucking her, she was fucking him as well. She was penetrating him, she had power over him. Not in any sense he could ever have felt before.

Jerry had more than his share of women who fucked him, but this was different, he felt so submissive, so passive. He liked it, enjoyed it, had no clue why he felt that way, but didn't care either. Again, one of those fleeting moments that passed, covered up by the thoughts, touches, urges of her on top of him, caressing him, milking him.

He let it go, and gave in to her, his cock driving deep inside her, animalistically fucking to no end.

 

[Goblynn]

Mikki cried out with him as he sunk into her again and again. She tossed her head back, her pale face glowing and her lips flecked with his blood. She rode him easily, her body matching his with perfect unity.
"Oh, it's...good..." she spoke. Her voice seemed disembodied from her and her eyes closed, feeling the inevitable rush coming closer. She felt him surrender to her, and with her breaking control, Mikki squeezed him inside, overcome. In the throes of her orgasm she jerkily grabbed him towards her, her mouth instinctually finding a vein and she drank. 'He is so sweet', she thought, her body grasping him convulsively. She sucked on him, oblivious to the room and even to his response. An all too powerful instinct had her and she could do nothing but answer it to the best of her ability. She held him close, purring almost as she shuddered from the tingly body shocks and the warmth filling her mouth.

 

[poohlive]

A flood of experiences crashed on top of him, urges, drives, her pussy viselike on his cock, squeezing with all its might, keeping him deep inside her. He cried out in pleasure, cumming deep inside her, releasing everything for her.

His body collapsed, weak. He always felt weak after sex, but this was different. This was real. That pain, those warning bells startd again, something wrong, not quite right. HE could feel the pain now, on his neck. He cried out a second time, this one weaker, his body tightetning under her grip. He grabbed at her back, scratching her. The muscles under her now, strong as steel. He was a bouncer, a brute of a man, strong and able, and he felt now that even on his best day and her worst day she could still kick his ass.

Where did this come from? He leaned further, his neck open exposed, still allowing her, unable to understant what it was or why.

Finally, he did loosen, relax, but because he wanted to, but because he could do nothing else. It had become too much of a chore to fight, too hard. Even breathing now seemed so hard. His heart waned in its chest, floundered like a fish on shore, searching for a breath of water.

Took soo much energy to breath. He stared wide eyed at the ceiling, the mirror, seeing her over him, powerful and graceful, still beautiful, as lovely as ever.

 

[Goblynn]

Still she drew more of him into her mouth, now taking both blood and cum into her body. Distantly she heard his heartrate slowing and she snapped herself into a controlled restraint, now gently licking the pierced neck. The scratches on her back were hardly felt and she tried with difficulty to bring her awareness back to the nearly dead human under her. She felt so alive, so primal as the warm blood flowed into her. It was always an effort to stop.
She watched him as he languidly stared upwards and wondered if she had taken too much. She didn't want to kill him and sought for his conciousness. She held his head gently and urged him softly to focus on her face. Something about this human created a growing concern in her, she wanted to keep him. Preferably alive. Did he know what she was? Did he care? Her eyes tracked his responses with worried protectiveness. She felt unsure of herself having never cared much about the fate of a man under her control. What if he couldn't handle it? Had she gone too far? She licked her lips clean, her nervousness rising as he failed to respond to her. The naked vampire tried to callously rationalize the situation. He was food, she was hungry, but...she slid off him, eyes still wide with uncertainty and jerkily climbed into her clothes. The 'but' still lingered questioningly in her mind. She approached the prone body, his breath laboured and a familiar glazed look in his eyes.
"Jerry, look at me. Look." she called to him, reaching for his hand. How could she explain this? He had trusted her and now he lay sprawled in the booth barely concious. "Jerry, please." Mikki's voice turned young in desperation, her cool demeanor seemingly lost now. The only defense against his death should he lose his own battle with his body, was to kill him with the intent of turning him into a vampire himself. Her cherub face twisted into a pained expression. She had been turned without a warning, without a reasonable delay for choice and she spent most of her early vampire days hating herself. He needed to know...to at least understand...She climbed beside him and watched him struggle for awareness. Mikki herself felt weak with helplessness.
"Jerry...I may have took too much. You understand? Just...will you be okay?" Her fingers trembled over his face, tracing the pale jawline. The room seemed to close in on her and Jerry, waiting for a decision.

 

[AntonioG]

Orion laughed at the term Baby Vampire, it was cute. "I will be your first meal if you would rather. You won't kill me, I promise." He looked on her lovingly, as he bent his neck, exposing that so soft flesh. He pointed to the spot on his neck she should take from, and said. "Whenever you are ready, my love."

 

[AntonioG]

It had been so long since anyone had drank from his neck, he forgot the pleasure associated with it, after the initial prick of her teeth. He moaned softly, encouraging her to drink until she was full. He'd go out and hunt for himself tonight. "Yes, Heidi, that's it. Drink my love."

 

[AntonioG]

He nods, he won't drink a normal amount, it would be counter productive, but he wouldn't deny her this pleasure. It was something she truly enjoyed in her mortal life. Orion leans forward and pierces her neck, drinking from her now full veins, taking only a moderate amount.