Thanks to an anonymous user for this "request." They were a pleasure to work with.
Contains: dominant/submissive, some masochism, and some bloodplay/blood drinking. It's not gory, but it might not be for you.
The candles flickered in the draft from the shuttered window, making shadows dance around the room. The sheet of parchment, pinned to the writing desk by a weight on each corner, stayed firmly in place as her quill scratched across it. Rain came down with a low roar and thunder grumbled in the distance as the house groaned in the wind, but she stayed focused on the page, occasionally glancing at the shorthand in her notebook.
The shutters suddenly banged open, plunging the room into howling darkness as the candles died. She squeaked and scrabbled for the sharp letter opener on her desk before the wind abated and a voice called out in the abrupt quiet.
"Sorry. It's only me, Lynn."
"Vanessa!" she exclaimed, a wave of relief washing over her. "You almost gave me a heart attack... Why did you come through the window again? On a night like this?!"
"The usual. You weren't answering the door, so I figured you were up here and couldn't hear me. I didn't think the wind would come in like that, though."
Lynn sighed, feeling along the wall as she moved around the edge of the room. "Just because you
can
leap up to the second floor doesn't mean you should... Really, I need to give you a key at this point."
"Like that would stop me," Vanessa said, and Lynn could hear the smile in her voice. "What are you fumbling around for?"
"The tinderbox."
"I'll get it."
After a few seconds, there was a scrape of flint, a shower of sparks, and a blossoming glow as the tiny flame spread to a wick. Her lover's pale face was revealed by the candle, and Vanessa used it to relight the others before shedding her wet cloak to reveal elegant men's clothing. Her wavy brown hair was damp and mussed, but her dark eyes were sparkling as she came forward to pull Lynn into a kiss.
"I missed you," Vanessa murmured, cupping Lynn's face.
"Me too," Lynn said softly, slipping her arms around her tall lover's waist.
Vanessa leaned down for another kiss as her fingers tangled in Lynn's long blond locks. Her lips lingered, turning hot and needy as she pushed her tongue forward.
"Someone's hungry," Lynn murmured, breaking away for a moment.
"Yeah," Vanessa said huskily, taking Lynn's lower lip between her pointy teeth and gently pulling. "Are you up for it?"
"Hmm..." Lynn hummed, and a mischievous smile crossed her face. "If you feel like earning it."
Vanessa let out a little whine, but her eyes held only excitement. "Alright..."
Lynn chuckled and went up on her tiptoes to give her lover a brief, firm kiss. "Good. I need a minute, though. I wasn't expecting you."
"Going to change into something sexy?"
Lynn stepped back with a smile, turning around. Her plain nightgown slipped down her shoulders and piled around her ankles, leaving her bare. "Something like that."
She enjoyed Vanessa's sudden silence as she stepped out of the bundled fabric, the chilly draft giving her goosebumps and making her nipples hard. Her lover could see much better in the candlelit gloom than she could, and she felt the stare move over her slim body, admiring every inch. She drew her hair to the side to expose her neck, smiling to herself as she imagined Vanessa licking her lips. She wanted to see that desire in her lover's eyes... not just for her body, or her blood, but for
her
. She couldn't turn around now, though; the game was afoot.
Moving over to her desk, she corked the ink bottle and carefully put away her papers before tugging open a drawer, pulling out a steel band with a long leather strap attached to it. She heard Vanessa's breath catch, and she had to stop herself from grinning as she turned around to offer the collar. When Vanessa hesitantly came closer, Lynn grabbed the front of her tall lover's vest and pulled her down; first for a kiss, and then so she could carefully lock the metal around the vampire's neck while thrills shot up her spine. The key was made from silver, a little quirk that meant it would be very difficult for Vanessa to take off the collar without help. It made them both excited to know that Lynn was still the one with this control despite being totally outmatched in speed and strength.
She set the key aside and returned to Vanessa's lips, each kiss demanding as she wound the leash around her ink-stained fingers to pull her lover closer. Her other hand worked at the fastenings of the vampire's vest, eventually loosening it enough for Vanessa to step back and shrug it off. She also pulled her shirt over her head too eagerly; Lynn could hear threads snapping, but neither of them cared as Vanessa's ample breasts were bared. They came together again, her warm skin pressing against the vampire's cool flesh as they traded messy, breathless kisses. Lynn found the leash again and pulled her lover towards the bed, stumbling backwards in her impatience as desire flooded her body. It had been a while since Vanessa had visited her, and she hadn't quite found the time to take care of her needs since then. The hot ache building between her legs demanded satisfaction.
"Kneel," she ordered, sitting on the edge of her bed and tossing a pillow in front of her.
Vanessa hesitated, but a firm tug at her leash had her obeying. She settled on the cushion, bare from the waist up, her arms coming to encircle Lynn's thighs as she leaned in.
"Bold, aren't we," Lynn said with amusement. "Put your hands behind your back. I just want your mouth."
After a few moments, Vanessa did as she was told, her breathing noticeably quickening and a faint hint of pink rising to her pale cheeks. It was hard to make a vampire - especially a hungry vampire - blush, but submitting to a woman who was far weaker than her and a quarter her age did it for Vanessa. It was difficult for her to admit just how much she enjoyed being ordered around and controlled like this, and Lynn loved to tease her.
"Good girl," she purred, running her fingers through Vanessa's hair and making the vampire tremble ever so slightly. "Now hold still..."
She found a loose thread along the edge of her bedspread and delicately pulled it out, plucking it at the base when she had a decent length in her hands. Vanessa's eyes were glued to her fingers, but the vampire stayed frozen in place, tiny shivers running through her. Lynn shifted forward to take her lover's wrists, carefully binding them behind her back with the string. It wasn't any kind of restraint; it would actually be difficult for Vanessa not to break it. It was simply a symbol:
you obey.
"Go ahead," Lynn murmured finally, sitting back on the edge of the bed.
For all her reluctance in submission, her lover needed no encouragement here. Keeping her wrists carefully in place behind her back, she nuzzled up Lynn's thighs, leaving a trail of licks and kisses. She knew just how much to do before the foreplay became a tease, and Lynn inhaled sharply when Vanessa's tongue found her puffy folds, licking along the hot skin and drinking up her wetness. She hooked her leg around her lover's neck and wove her fingers in her hair, smiling as tingly pleasure shot through her nerves. Vanessa lapped at her needy core with the experience of hours and hours of practice, knowing exactly when to be gentle, when to suck, when to push her tongue deep or swirl it around Lynn's hard clit. Though they had agreed it was a little too dangerous for her to nibble, the points of her teeth scraped across the sensitive skin every so often, revealing her desperation. It was torturous to lavish so much attention on skin visibly swollen with blood, and Lynn loved how frantic it made her lover. It was also another marker of their trust, her absolute certainty that Vanessa would never lose control and bite her.
"Yesss..." Lynn hissed, forcing her lover's head closer as she felt the familiar pressure begin to swell in her stomach. "That's it, V..."
Vanessa kept up the steady, practiced pace, red-brown eyes staring up into Lynn's blue as her tongue worked its magic. Lynn's breathing grew unsteady as she looked down at her submissive lover, fingers digging into her scalp. More whispered words of encouragement and soft moans spilled out as she rocked forward, her orgasm edging ever closer with the hot pleasure coursing through her.
It was quiet and intense when she finally came. Her low cry was swallowed up by the noise of the storm, but her thighs tightened around Vanessa's head, trembling and twitching as waves of ecstasy made her stomach flex. She took gasping, shaky breaths, grinding against her lover's mouth while Vanessa continued to lap at her clit, bringing out the most of her climax until Lynn was weak and panting, leaning back on her arms as she released the leglock and tried to recover herself.
"Such a good girl..." she murmured, reaching down to cup Vanessa's sticky cheek. "Do you think you've earned your reward?"
"Please... Mistress," Vanessa mumbled, and Lynn broke into a smile. The vampire only called her Mistress when she was very desperate.
"That's not what I asked... pet," she said, enjoying the way her lover shivered at the name. "Do you think you've earned it?"
Vanessa stared down at the floor. After a moment, she whispered, "...no..."
Lynn gently brought her lover's chin up, meeting Vanessa's gaze with a question in her eyes. Vanessa nodded slightly, reassuring Lynn to keep going.
