A Vampire's Beginning. (Closed for cnuveau)

[cnuveau]

As their lips met any shred of resistance he still had disappeared. He wrapped her in his arms. He could hear her talking but the words were drown out by his desire. A low moan escaped his lips as her fingers trailed across his scalp causing his head to reflexively fall back exposing his neck to her.

"..but I both want to keep doing this, and to also drink that hot chocolate, and see if something goes away..."

Her words finally penetrating the fog of his desire. “ Of course. I’m sorry.” He quietly whispered as he chided himself for getting carried away. He turned in her arms to start the machine, retrieving the hot chocolate pod from the bench. Her arms still wrapped around him he pressed back into her as she held him tight around his waist. Her body pressing into his.

A moment later it was ready. “Here you go, let’s sit.” He said leading her back to the sofa.

 

[Ravishing]

The way he reacted to her, almost made her want to say: fuck the hot chocolate. But. That inner voice poked that she needed to find this out, first. Thus she spent the time he took making it, plastered to the back of him for that closeness she knew she wanted, no, needed with him.

As he seeks to lead her back, Lacey took his hand on the way. Once they were sitting she lifts it finally and takes a small sip. He'd note he swallowing it. Then tilting her head. "I mean, it's okay. I can drink it. But." But it wasn't quite what her body had the suspicions it needed. That desire for his blood was still mild.

Looking at him she found she had to ask something. "..you, uh, bared your throat in the kitchen, why?" While she suspected why he might, she wasn't entirely sure why he might. The reason that drove him to do it. Eluded her. It wasn't like he'd come out admitting he knew she'd taken his blood. Right?

 

[cnuveau]

Jason thought back to the moment she was referring to. Though the answer was innocuous enough he knew this conversation was going to lead them down a path he wasn’t entirely sure she was ready for. Regardless he pressed on.

“Oh, that? Thinking about it, I can see how that could have been confusing to you. The answer is really quite simple. Your nails across my scalp is like pushing a button. My head just does that. Everyone has those spots on their body that illicit a particular response. Well, that’s one of mine. “

“Oh…..” Lacey began to respond but he cut her off with a raise of his hand.

“ The fact that you asked the question though probably means there are other things we need to discuss. As you might have gleaned last night I have my suspicions about what you’re going through. I think you’re starting to come to grips with what you’re dealing with as well. “

Something in him told him he should avoid any specific labels right now and leave things in somewhat abstract terms in case she wasn’t fully ready to embrace her new reality.

“Something tells me I can trust you completely though and I’m not scared to be vulnerable in that way with you. Does that make sense?” He asked as he placed a finger under her chin and lifted her eyes to his.

 

[Ravishing]

Lacey knew all about those spots. There were numerous things she also found a complete turn-on, and she did totally note down that Jason liked her nails teasing his scalp.

“Oh…..” Lacey began to respond but he cut her off with a raise of his hand.

This raise of his hand has her paying attention, hand lifting that mug as she sips it more than puts it down. He was suspicious about it? Does that mean he figured it out? How? As he spoke about her coming to grips with it, he'd find her nodding slowly. Yes, she was coming to terms with the idea, blood was now a food group.

As he spoke of trust and that he could trust her completely, and that he wasn't scared to be vulnerable with her. Relief. He'd read that easy on her face. As his finger touches her chin, ensuring her eyes focused on his. "Yes."

Of course, then she very carefully resituated herself to astride him there on that couch, ass settling against his lap firmly. "I want to show you something. Something I discovered." Very carefully she lifts that upper lip, showing that against it there were two little slits there. One each side of her front teeth, more in line with her canines. Allowing him a lingering moment to look at it.

A brief concentration moment from her later, and while he heard no sound she did. That whisper of a snick as her fangs of gleaming white points slides down into place. Longer than her human teeth, certainly very much pointed and designed for piercing. They remained there as she looks at him. A careful curiousness to her expression.

 

[cnuveau]

As she straddled him he placed his hands on her hips. Not quite knowing what was coming but prepared for anything. His cock stirred beneath her weight as as she lifted her upper lip and showed him the slits in her gums then seconds later the transformation.

He stared at her fangs with wild amazement. His life’s fascination bordering on fetish was staring him in the face. All doubt removed he struggled to find the right words.

“Are you wanting to run your fingers over the back of my scalp now??” He asked playfully

 

[Ravishing]

The very fact he didn't look at her like she was mad. Helped. It also helped he didn't scream and try and shove her off. The amazement at it had her curious. With the words she finally heard him speak. There was the vague idea he liked knowing what she was. Whatever it was. That, for some reason, this was a turn-on for him.

Slowly she brought her hands to his shoulders, looking into his eyes. A lean in and kiss given, almost chaste. Then those fangs retracted and she seeks to part her lips and kiss him more deeply. One hand traced up into his hair and very softly teased against it with her nails. A soft low sound is made by her as they kiss. Feeling his arousal under her.

 

[cnuveau]

Her fingers worked up the back of his neck pushing that button and his head falls back as she leans in to kiss him. The primal nature of last night replaced with a sensuality beyond anything he’d experienced. His arms wrap around her waist and he pulls her tightly to him. He raises a hand to her cheek as their mouths explore each others the slowly trials his fingers down her neck then brushes them across her breast then down to her waist.

His lips move down to her jawline then to her neck. She pressed his lips tighter into her neck as she arches her back and let’s out a moan. His hands their way under her shirt and run up her back feeling her delicate cool skin beneath them.

 

[Ravishing]

Body squished to his firmly, breasts to his chest, and her lower form settled right over his arousal. A tilt into the touch of his hand to her cheek. Then a gasp as he kisses his way along and to her neck. A press of his lips tightly there, made her moan and arch her back some.

As his hands went up into under her shirt, her cool skin soft under his touch. A subtle rock of her hips, a dip of her lips to his throat. "... half..." Lacey managed to murmur to him. Then he felt that bite. Slight pain, then bliss. She took only that half mouthful. Yet he felt her flesh warm even as she licks its shut. A kiss there with the slight graze of fangs. Then a lick of her lips.

 

[cnuveau]

His anticipation built quickly as he felt her mouth move to his neck. Knowing it was going to happen was a completely different sensation. Like a junkie waiting for their latest fix to be administered. The familiar pinch then the bliss he felt the evening before washed through him driving his desire.

Her lips returned to his and he could taste a trace of his blood on her lips. He needed her now but was determined not to let the lust her bite induced overtake him again. No, he intended to fully enjoy her.

His hands cradling her as he stood, lifting her with him. Her arms and legs wrapped around him supporting her as he carried her toward his bedroom. Stopping beside the bed he lowered to her feet. No longer supporting her his hands were free to strip her shirt over her head as she raised her arms to let it pass. His fingers quickly released her bra as he dipped his head down taking a nipple into his mouth teasing it and causing it to harden more under his tongue before he moved to the other. Her hands running through his hair as he did.

Raising his head from her breasts he pulled his tee shirt over his head and lifted her onto the bed following close behind. He held her tight as they kissed and he took in the sensation of her breasts pressed against the bare skin of his chest.

 

[Ravishing]

With him cradling her to him, Lacey squirmed a little against him. Mouth parting to kiss him deeper, as her tongue stroked his.

As he put her feet to the floor, she watched him strip her shirt off her, then that bra following suit. A moan leaving her as he played with one nipple, and a second one as her other nipple got the same attention. Hands up in his hair yet not to stop him moving.

As he pulls back and slides his shirt off, she happily went into his arms as they end up on the bed. Let's parting and one half wrapping about his. That's when she learned the limitation of a ankle length black skirt.

Yet her mouth on his again she opens it for a deep kiss. One hand trailing his back. The other undoing his trousers and sliding in to wrap about his cock and stroke.

 

[cnuveau]

Jason pressed himself up on the bed until he was kneeling beside her hips. Reaching down he removed Lacey’s shoes tossing them aside one by one. He then hooked his fingers beneath the fabric of her skirt and panties then tugged then past her hips as she lifted them. With a single motion hai were discarded as well.

Positioning himself between her legs he hovered over her and kissed her breasts again as her fingernails trailed down his arms. He needed to taste her. His lips moved lower traveling down her stomach, then waist until the came to rest at her pussy running down its length before he parted her and swirled circles over her. Her pleasure audible he allowed the weight of his tongue to fall heavier on sensitive clit.

 

[Ravishing]

As he moved from over her to, beside her Lacey let that cock go. An almost sheepish expression on the female's face. While those pale green eyes watched him intently. As he took her shoes off she giggles, a lift of her hips to let him pull everything down, then off her. Willingly spreading her thighs for him, and watching avidly as he positions himself between them.

It wasn't hard to see, even though before three days, ago. Before last night. Before now, here, with Jason again. Lacey kept her pussy nicely groomed. Just a hint of hair there. She hadn't waxed in the last week. Those kisses had her toes curl, and a slight lift of those hips. Her hands were on his for a moment as she watched him for but a moment. Then he'd feel her hands creep up along his arms. A stroke of his shoulder, then a tickle at the back of his neck just as his tongue pressed to her clit more firmly. It made her sigh in pleasure as she moans for him.

She resisted the urge to put her hands into his hair, gods she wanted to. Wanted to make him squirm as much as he was making her. "...gods, right there... it feels so good..." Soo good she arches up a little with her hips again, just a slightly firmer pressure.

 

[cnuveau]

With a final stroke of his tongue Jason raised his head to and found her pale green eyes looking into his as he crawled up the bed and over her. He ached to be inside her. His cock brushed against her as their lips met.

Reaching down he guided it home then pressed in slowly until she’d taken his full length. The passage eased by her wetness, he slowly began working in and out of her. He gripped her hands and pressed them into the bed as his pace quickened. The sound of their breathing and occasional moans breaking the silence of the room.

 

[Ravishing]

Lacey grins at him as he comes back up there's a subtle lean in to lick his lips then seek to kiss him slowly. Even as she felt him guide his cock into her, pushing till he was hilted deep within, slick with that wetness from her own arousal. It made her shudder, once he was completely inside her. Feeling his slower more controlled thrusts she moans softer, about to put her hands on his back and hold him. When he took them up and pinned them on either side of her head.

A break of that kiss to nuzzle his cheek. Slow kissing to his neck, not that she bit him. No. At the moment it was more sweet kisses and nuzzles. Her hips moved to meet his every thrust. Slightly louder sounds as that slow burn of pleasure began building within her. He would find at that moment she began moving slowly faster. Seeking to get him right there with her. Into that bliss. He might feel the graze of her fangs then. But she turned her head and gasped louder.

 

[cnuveau]

As Lacey’s lips moved from his lips to his neck he groaned. The sensation of her lips kissing his neck was so much more intense than before. As if the skin had become more sensitive. She began meeting his thrusts more forcefully and he responded in kind, driving harder into her and taking himself closer to the edge at the same time. Her moans revealing she was close as well.

Releasing her hands he allowed his weight to fall on his elbows as his hands hand stroked her hair he leaned in to kiss her ear. His breathing more ragged his thrusts become more urgent as the brink rapidly approaches.

 

[Ravishing]

Lacey wraps one leg up and about his waist. Working with him toward that single goal. A louder moan from her as that pleasure peaked, with that closer working of them together. "..fuck!" Lacey cried out, just as she felt herself cuming, that orgasm gushing. Pleasure wracking her into shudders under him. While she abruptly turned her face away from his throat as her fangs ached a little for a small taste. It was a vampire bliss thing. That connection with whomever they were with, increased the pleasure for both. But Lacey fought against that voice wanting it.

 

[cnuveau]

As he felt her start to shudder and seconds away from his own release he saw her head turn away from him. He craved, no needed the the euphoria that came along with his gift to her. “Please!” he urged as his muscles started to tighten.

 

[Ravishing]

If he hadn't asked Lacey knew she'd have been able to resist. But she could hear the need in his voice, his want for that moment with her. Turning back to kiss his neck, those fangs dropped down, and then she gave into the want to bite him. They pierced him easily, as easily as he'd slid his cock into her. A moan from her at that moment. Allowing only that small burst of his blood into her mouth, before she licked the two little wounds shut. Gasping and feeling a second orgasm pass through her as a succession of waves of pleasure, hoping it came at the same time as his release. His, guided by also that burst of blissful pleasure that her venom gave him.

 

[cnuveau]

As her lips returned to his neck, he anticipated the sweet pain of her fangs entering him as he thrust deep into her and quaked. The pinch, then the euphoria he craved seemingly washed through him from his neck down to his loins as he released inside her. He cried out as he withdrew then thrust in again. His back hunched as another volley of his seed found its way into her womb.

Collapsing on top of her he rolled to her side taking her with him holding her tight as the spasming of his cock subsided within her. Brushing her hair away from her eyes he kissed her tenderly as they lay gasping.

 

[Ravishing]

Quivering more softly as he rolls them to the side after his collapse on her, she nuzzles her lips to his cheek. Feeling the end of his orgasm twitching inside her then. She kisses him back.

Breathing less ragged than his own, her hands slide along his back as she enjoys the after-moment with him. That little voice told her it suspected he knew more than he was letting on. But that she might not quite be ready for it. Thus he'd find her simply looking deeply into those eyes of his. Still, she wanted to ask one little question. "..you aren't scared of what I am?"

 

[cnuveau]

“I’m not” he replied then paused. The thought of getting out of bed didn’t please him but he thought it was the right time. He rolled over and grabbed his tee shirt and handed it to her then his joggers. “I’d like to show you something” he continued as he pulled them on. A confused look crossed her face as she pulled his tee over her head. “Don’t worry” he took her hand as her feet hit the floor and he led her to his basement.

He flicked on the light at the top of the stairs then led her down into what looked like a large office with the walls adorned with various vampire movie posters and some printouts of articles he’d been interested in. He allowed her a moment to take it in before he started to speak.

“Ever since I was young I’ve been fascinated with vampires and vampire lore. It stated innocently enough because I grew up in the New Orleans garden district a few blocks from Anne Rice’s house. She’s an author that focused on stories about vampires if you aren’t familiar. It kind of grew into an obsession that I’ve carried with me throughout the years. I’ve done quite a bit of research and amateur investigation and even do some publication on the topic.”

He could see her taking all this in as she stood in the middle of what he’d termed his nerd hut rather than his man cave. His own way of coming to terms with and mastering the bullying he endured for his obsession.

“So afraid of finally coming face to face with a lifelong fascination? No. Amazed would be the better term. And though muck of my knowledge is academic and speculative I may be in a position to try to help you find your footing in your new reality.

He paused, awaiting her reply as he took in the site of her in his tee shirt that barely covered her ass.

 

[Ravishing]

Getting his t-shirt tossed to her, she held it a moment then slowly tugged it on. He wasn't scared? Well, that was a good thing, yeah? As he said he wanted to show her something, the confused look was mostly because she had no exact clue what it might be.

With his hand taking her's she follows behind him. As he led her through a room or two, then to a door and down a set of stairs. Lacey got a touch apprehensive. Basements, they'd always given her the chills. She'd never gone into the one her parents had. As she finally steps off it and slowly took in the walls. All those movie posters, printouts of articles, that even though she wasn't near it enough that had she been human she could read it, she learned she could read it from where she stood. Listening to him speaking about it all, Lacey continued reading tidbits from various mixed articles he'd printed out.

He was amazed. That dimly registered to her. Even as she crossed her arms about her middle that shirt rode a little higher, giving him a little better view of her ass there. It took her a couple of minutes to process it all, that and his words. Finally, Lacey spoke. "...so, the dark-eyed fellow, was a Vampire? Something that happened, made me turn into one too?"

Slowly she turns to face him, pale green eyes searching out his. "That's a .. lot to take in. From a thing people use at Halloween to get laid, to, well, real." She sounded a little overwhelmed by it and honestly, Lacey was. Crossing to him, he'd find her wrapping arms about him and putting her ear right over his heartbeat. "...I can hear it beating, even without being this close..." That comment oh-so-softly said to him.

 

[cnuveau]

“I’m thinking he was, in fact, a vampire and somehow you ingested some of his blood. That seems to be the consensus on how people get turned. It’s also believed that your senses get more acute which would explain your hearing and also that it’s tuned in to what you need to stay alive.

“I found an interesting blog today that you might find helpful. It appears to be written by someone who was just turned and it chronicles the first week or so before the posts end.” He said as he pulled up thr blog he’d found earlier. “ Take a look and see if this tracks with your experiences.”

 

[Ravishing]

Lacey listened to what he said. Reluctantly letting him go. She follows him, looking past Jason's form to the screen.

Right there in black and white she read an encounter which came across similar to her own. Except he remembered tasting her blood. Lacey looks thoughtful then. If she had, she still did not know it.

That little voice then prompted. You did. It was when you kissed him that hard and such. Jason might see that moment Lacey remembered with vivid detail the metallic taste. "..when he kissed with me. I think I broke the skin a little. There was a metallic taste brief." She sat on his chair then. Looking up at him chewing at her lower lip.

"..but yes, it does." Worry then as that little voice prompted, What if he stopped posting because they killed him?

 

[cnuveau]

“I think it’s far more likely that he stopped posting because he came to terms with what he was and felt posting more would risk exposing himself. That’s my opinion at least” Jason theorized.

. “He mentioned a guiding voice in the blog. Is that something you hear as well?” This point was particularly interesting to Jason because if there was it would imply some sort of hierarchical structure that was able to communicate telepathically. which made it all the more fascinating.