A Vampire's Beginning. (Closed for cnuveau)

Lacey considered it, even as she did she found herself shaking her head. "Its my voice. More like an inner guidance. It didn't know what I was becoming, because i didn't have a clue. I believe if it had been someone else guiding me. They'd know." Which made sense to her.

"Are you hoping it was that fellow?" Asked as she looks up at him.
 
Jason shakes his head. He’d sensed he was getting into ground they wouldn’t figure out and would just confuse things more. “I’m sorry. I’m not hoping for anything in particular. Just trying to understand as much as I can I guess. I don’t think we’re going to figure everything out tonight. Let’s get out of here” he said as he took her hand and led her back up the stairs.

He didn’t want her to go but didn’t think pushing this conversation further was going to be useful either. “We never did go over your questions. Would you like to do that now? I know this has been a lot. Might be a welcome distraction.”
 
They had indeed crossed into areas that might take them a good long while to finally find something that would shed more light onto it all. As he took her hand, she let him tug her to stand, then upstairs. Once up there, she squeezed his hand. At the mention of her lecture notes. A thoughtful expression on her face. Even as she nods. "Alright. It's in the satchel, in your loungeroom." Even though she was just in his shirt she was certain that's where they'd go.

As he took her there and sat. Lacey sat where she'd been previously. Flashing long legs as she did. Lifting the satchel out, she took out the paper she'd written her questions on. She really only had three points to discuss. He'd find they covered them fairly easily, and in her asking them he might wonder about her concentration during his lecture. "I got a mild hunger spike while I was listening, and writing. It made it harder to follow things for that moment, because it was as if your voice came from further away, and I found I couldn't quite follow what you said." Which, honestly, wasn't her fault at all. Not when it wasn't as if she could just pounce on someone and take care of it.

"I think, I'm going to need to make a big drink of coffee and have chocolate on standby in the future. It's a little harder to focus during the day, and that's when the lectures are. I'm, sure I'll get there. I've got to." She didn't want to fail out of it. "I fell right into bed the moment it was done, I didn't even get undressed." Which explained why she'd arrived looking so clothing rumpled.
 
Her explanation about her hunger and concentration problems did raise a more urgent issue than the ones they pondered earlier.

“Yes, we do need to come up with some strategy to deal with your hunger. I suspect taking nips from me isn’t going to be sustainable for you.” He paused “or me.”

His mind started to work through a number of scenarios. Each had their flaws and put her at risk of being discovered.

“Certainly not the sorority house. Too close to home.” He mused.

“Let’s do this. Stay here tonight and you can have” he paused searching for the right words “breakfast? In the morning before I leave for campus. You can take your class here and since it’s Friday and the neighborhood is full of students maybe an opportunity will present itself to get you a more full feeding this evening. Does that sound workable?”
 
"I'd never take from them, they're too sweet." Her Sorority sisters held a special place in her heart the thought of drinking from one turned her stomach. As he spoke about her staying the night with him, a subtle flush to her cheeks. A human reaction most certainly. "Then it's a good thing my laptop is in my satchel bag here." Since it was all she needed to hook into his lectures. "And my book on notes." Since it was also where her questions were.

Lacey took a moment and nods then to Jason. "I'm pretty sure, a half mouthful would be enough for me to focus on your lecture, and get through it." Then she tilts her head with a curious expression. "Do your blinds throughout the house block the light and the bedroom?" That was something else she needed to know from him.

"As for when I'm properly awake. I suspect given the neighbour is full of students, it should be pretty easy to ... try and well.. feed on one." She was pretty enough to lure easily.
 
Jason pondered the lighting in the bedroom for a moment. “Yes, it’s pretty dark but I can hang a blanket over the curtain rod to make sure. As for the class the basement might be your best bet or you can stay in the bedroom. Since there’s no display showing you in the class you can be anywhere.”

“I also have some hoodies that might come in handy as you move around the house.” He paused for a moment. “You’ll need some clothes though….. Should we walk back to your dorm and get some and you can tell your roommate you’d be staying with….. someone? I’d of course have to wait a bit away from the dorm though”

He started to realize just how limiting it was only being able to move around at night.
 
It was perhaps also a moment he realised why she'd been unable to attend his lectures. It didn't matter how much she'd wanted to go. It mattered that the grounds were flooded with light during the day. She listens to Jason and finds herself at times nodding in agreement.

"I've people I know who didn't go to college, who actually moved to this city. I don't really talk about them to my Sorority sisters, but my roomie has heard me sometimes mention them. Mostly when we're all there discussing what silly things we did. They were friends, at one point. So. It wouldn't be too unusual if I suddenly left notes saying I was catching up. The girls likely aren't going to run into them, ever." She hadn't run into them ever, not once in her two years so far.

Hoodies. "It did occur to me I am going to need to invest in some of those. Never know. I might be able to with one of them avoid the sun enough to make a dash to the on-campus bookstore and pick up the other books I need. I guess I could also try sunscreen."

What she didn't know was if the sun still bothered her. She wouldn't perhaps find it out until she decided to brave the daylight. "We likely should. I can pack what I need." She was thinking only about tomorrow. Not making any assumption she'd be here longer than it.
 
“Ok, let’s get that done. I’m sure tomorrow would go better for you with a toothbrush and a change of clothes.” He said getting up from the sofa.

They dressed and exited onto the street. On the way out Jason grabbed one of his hoodies for himself in case they were seen. He didn’t need anyone talking about he and a student taking a midnight stroll. It was pretty quiet for being just before midnight. He took her hand as they walked back towards campus taking the lesser traveled routes toward her sorority house. Just entering the quad they came across a student, obviously drunk seemingly passed out on a bench. “See, target rich environment.” He joked though only half way. It seemed like an opportunity that might be worth exploiting. He continued his half joke “if he’s still there on the way back you should stop for a snack.”
 
Dressing required her to slip out of his t-shirt, and into her own clothing. So, he had a lot of opportunities to peek at her form while she'd dressed. Once they left she merely carried her keys in her hand. Leaving everything else at his home. Enjoying the fact that she could walk outside without that itchy feeling, Lacey found herself enjoying the stroll. When they came across that student she listened to his joke, or sort of joke about it. There was perhaps a hint of a musing expression to her. As they continue from the quad through the darker lesser taken routes there's the occasional stumbling home drunk student. Some in pairs, others alone.

Close to her Sorority House, she squeezes his hand and sought to continue on alone. Up those eventual steps, and inside. She was greeted with silence initially while she wove her way up and through to her floor and room. Entering it a look about. It had her realise it still looked exactly as she'd left it. Given her roomie was off with Chad, that's what she hoped to find. Looking in her closet pulling from it a pair of leggings and a t-shirt in there, with two sets of underwear and socks. Adding a dress into it which was ankle length. She wished again she own a hoodie. A moment recalling Sandra sometimes had in the past kept things off conquests, had her delving into her closet. One moment later and she came up with a black oversized hoodie, which she tucked into her bag too. Shutting both closets. She went to her desk scribbling a note:


Hey Sandy,

Ran into an old friend. Spending the night.

L & K, Lace.


With the note there, she nods to herself. Moving from there into the bathroom to pull her toothbrush and toothpaste out and into the bag, a hairbrush and deodorant. She smiled and then shut the room up, locking it as she began heading down. Running into another of the girls on her way up, she spent a moment idly chatting about the upcoming weekend party, which she wasn't sure yet if she'd go.

Parting ways with a wave she was soon enough out the front door shutting it behind her and heading off for where she'd left Jason.
 
Jason saw her coming down the sidewalk a short while later. Bag over shoulder. He’d been avoiding passers by because he thought the idea of a professor loitering around at this hour sounded suspicious. When Lacey got to him he stepped out onto the sidewalk and walked with her back the way that came.

When they approached the bench they found the same student passed out there. About 10 yards short of the bench Jason stopped. “Wait here for a second.” He was sure she’d feel apprehensive but at this point he wasn’t doing anything risky. He walked up in front of the bench and shook the persons shoulder. There was no real movement. He then pinched his neck. Still no movement. Jason walked back to Lacey. “He’s out cold if you want to try it out.” He whispered. “I’m here if anything goes wrong. If you don’t want to we keep on walking”
 
As they stopped and she listened to him. Watching him walk slowly up to the fellow, shake him then pinch his neck. While there were many a thing that could additionally keep her safer, Lacey wasn't aware of those ways yet. However, the one thing she was aware of was her ability to sense heartbeats, had she only heard two. She'd been judging the distance at which she could hear it, and it actually seemed quite far. Yes, the further away someone was the harder to pin point and it was a softer sound to her. But it also let her judge that other than Jason. This drunken dude on the bench was the only person within viewing distance. The fortunate thing was his bench wasn't parked under a light at the Quad. The darkness there also works in their favour.

There was an additional moment of her standing there, and he might easily read she was indecisive. Yet. She'd have to do this tomorrow. Bite someone else. Take blood from someone else. Perhaps it was better to try getting past that difference now. Here. Carefully she crept up on the fellow, dropping to crouch beside him and leaning in as if she was whispering to him. Not that she was. There was an opening of her mouth, a moment then those fangs dropped and she bit him. A burst of whiskey and beer-loaded blood rushed into her mouth and she realised, she could distinctly taste the alcohol. The strength of it. A mouthful later, she licked his neck and began pulling away.

With the pleasure of that venom hitting him, the guy rolled from his side to his back, and it was pretty obvious that even passed out the venom affected him. His cock within those shorts is hard and creates quite the bulge there. It had Lacey blush and rise far more swiftly away before she rushed to Jason and sought to escape away with him across the quad. Leaving the student with his hardon alone and on that bench still. She hiccuped a little, and Jason would scent whiskey and beer on her breath out then. Even those pale green eyes as they pass under a light for a second, looked a little dilated there. "..I.. mmm.. I think.. drunkness ... passes on..." She managed to murmur, seeking to certainly hold his hand again.
 
Jason knew the opportunistic prey was less than ideal but for a first feeding, outside of him, it was about as controlled as you could hope for. Going forward they’d be harder so they needed to get past doing it to someone out cold. What he hadn’t anticipated was the alcohol transferring as it did. Live and learn.

He took her hand as they walked back to his house. She was tipsy but the idea of her being a little horny and tipsy wasn’t the worst thing he could think of.

Once she was done they got out of there quick and made it to his house in little time. They got in the door and closed it quickly, he hugged her and lifted her off her feet. It felt like a milestone. She fed on someone other than him and took a risk so I’m his mind it was a win. Going forward they’d be harder and he wanted to make sure she could handle the easy prey.
 
Indeed, a tipsy Lacey walks with him light on her feet. The moment they're in his house and he hugs her, she smiles giggling as she feels her feet leave the floor. "..did it bother you, seeing it?' She was curious if it bothered him. Looking into those eyes of his, there's a lean-to lightly kiss his cheek. Honestly she was tempted to kiss his lips. "... you need sleep, yes?" A perk of a brow up as she slides her arms about his neck.
 
“Bother me? Oh no, not at all.” He said lowering he to her feet. In reality it was quite a thrill for him. A thrill like he hadn’t experience since he was a kid getting into mischief. Like they’d just gotten away with the perfect caper.

"... you need sleep, yes?"

“Yeah, we should probably get to bed” he said realizing the time though the perk of her brow gave him a suspicion she wasn’t really ready to sleep.

He locked the door then led her into the bedroom turning lights off along the way. They entered the dark bedroom leading her to the bed not bothering to turn the light on.
 
Knowing he'd know his way due to it being his place she didn't mention she could see perfectly. Thus she spent her time watching him while holding his hand. Shutting the door with the toes of her boot. Before she pauses taking them off and putting them to the side there. A slow move to come up behind him and hug him for a moment from behind. Cheek to his upper back. At least for a moment. Before she let him go to help him get his trousers and boots and socks off. Once it had been achieved. A pull of his hoodie over his head, then a discard of her own clothing.

It's then she seeks to get him in the bed with her, waiting till he was comfortable, then cuddling herself against him for a moment. "I'm not sure what it's going to be like to wake up beside me." As she kissed his shoulder and put her head there. Closing her pale green eyes.

Although she didn't know it, whenever he woke he'd find her faintly breathing and seemingly just sleeping very very deeply. Her body was slightly cooler, but not cold. At least it wasn't like the movies where she looked dead!
 
"I'm not sure what it's going to be like to wake up beside me."

She snuggled in beside him with her head on his shoulder. Her body pressed against him. In his mind there was no better feeling.

“I’m willing to take my chances.” He mumbled as his hand stroked her hair then he drifted off to sleep.

He awoke, not really knowing what time it was but found they had shifted so Lacey’s back towards him. He wrapped his around her and scooted in close behind her pressing his body into hers.
 
He'd find as his arm wraps about her, after a moment he could feel her breath and stir a little. An arm coming up and laying over his. Feel the way she snuggles herself back in against him slow and seems to relax further. His alarm clock showed it was still dark. Perhaps a few hours before his alarm would wake.
 
He kissed her shoulder and traced his fingers across the cool skin of her stomach. He’d missed this feeling. Not that he’d been living the life of a monk but it’d been some time since anyone stayed over. He lay awake caressing her skin. Her body pressing back into his caused a stir in his loins. His fingers trailed up and across her breasts.
 
A subtle sound left her as his fingers trail her stomach, as his cock stirs with a slight movement, there's a light squirm of her hips. His fingers across her breasts encounter nipples which by the time he rubs over the second it's puckered up hard. A gentle agreeable moan from her.
 
Her hips wriggled into him as his hand travels from her breasts back down her stomach and slides into her panties then stares slow circles over her clit. Kissing her neck she lets out a soft moan.

Withdrawing his hand from per panties he tugs down his boxers. Sensing the motion she responds in kind. Pulling her tightly to him again his cock finds its way between her legs rubbing across her. She reaches down and guides him into her wetness. He slowly presses in. His lips on her neck, his arm wrapped around her caressing her breasts as he slowly fucks her from behind.
 
The only reason Lacey had worn panties to bed, was Jason had his boxers on. As things progressed her still somewhat in the grip of wanting rest. She had indeed just shoved them to her knees. A little wriggling later had her manage to get rid of them somewhere in the bed. With Jason now inside her wet pussy,

Lacey slowly adjusted herself till she was on her back, one leg over him the other between his, his hands now fully able to touch both breasts and the best part was he'd find he could fuck her deeper even if he still did it slowly, soft gentle moans leaving Lacey in time with his touches and thrusting into her. It also let her squirm against him in a delightful manner.

A slight lean had her manage to kiss his lips slowly while they much more casual-slowly fucked there in his bed. He could feel still how wet inside she was getting, at times feeling the way she kept stopping herself from pushing harder or quicker against him.
 
Jason was content with his slow leisurely pace. Energetic and mornings just didn’t go together for him. Feeling her body respond to him and her wetness was doing the trick for him anyway.

He felt himself slowly creeping up on a climax when he offered his wrist to Lacey.
 
Lacey moving a touch quicker wouldn't have hurt it anyway. But if he was really not feeling energetic, he probably shouldn't have sought to offer his wrist to her. A lift of her lips to it as she nuzzles there first. Then, "... sure?" She knew how it had affected her. She couldn't sense the sun was up, so, it wouldn't be him offering her breakfast?
 
“mmm, yes.” Jason replied. He knew the effects of her bite and craved it.
 
At his want of it, Lacey parted her lips and allowed those fangs to snick down into place. A nuzzle then before she bit there. Gentle as she could. A touch of that venom hit Jason. Even as she got a burst of his blood in her mouth. She made a louder moan while swallowing it, then lick it shut. A shudder moved through her, as that slow building orgasm was suddenly hit and there, rolling through her like she'd been smacked by lightning. He'd feel the pulsing of her inner muscles gripping him through the waves of it.
 
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