A Vampire's Beginning. (Closed for cnuveau)

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Jason watched as Lacey took his wrist, holding it close for a moment as if she was listening to the blood course through its veins, then parting her lips and sinking her fangs into it. It was one thing to feel her bite on his neck but watching her feed on him was quite another. Seeing her fangs pierce his skin and the look of ecstasy on her face as she drank from him was erotic in a sense.

Her venom passed through him like a fast burning wildfire and he felt her tightening around him as she was gripped by the throes of her own release. He held her tight as a low groan echoed from deep within him and his muscles twitched with each stream he delivered into her.

With more than an hour before the alarm sounded they lay in each others arms drifting in and out of sleep until it broke the silence.

 

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While she might have been drifting in and out, the moment the sun rose she seemed to sink into a deeper sleep. His alarm blares and yet there wasn't movement beside him. She still had some of that warmth from earlier.

It took a bit of time to get her to awaken. The moment she did a bury of her head under that blanket. "..5 minutes..." she sounded lethargic as if she hadn't slept in a week. Even as his hands strokes up her thigh, along her hip, and up to rub one breast. Lacey kept herself hidden in those blankets.

 

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“Take all the time you need.” He whispered as he slid out of bed and retrieved a blanket from the top of the closet. Draping an end over the curtain rod he made sure to tuck the sides of the blanket behind the dresser so that no sunlight seeped through the sides.

The room fell into pitch darkness then Jason made his way into the bathroom, turned on the light and started the shower letting the water get hotter for a moment before stepping in. Thoughts of the morning swimming through his mind.

 

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She felt and heard him moving about that bedroom. Heard the way he got that blanket hung, and without a speck of light entering now she finally pulls the blankets off the top of her head. Looking about, despite being in his bedroom again she didn't seek to truly explore it. Carefully sitting up there was a rub of her hands through her hair, listening to him in the shower and gradually she got to her feet. Padding to that bathroom door and leaning there against it watching him in the shower.

A yawn into her hand before she totally seeks to get into the shower with him, running a hand up his back. Before stealing his washcloth, getting it all soaped up and washing his back. Allowing her body to soak up the heat from the water. It allowed her to realise, warm water, did help in its own way. "...Hi.." She sounded more awake, alert, and less lethargic. Now she was moving about that residual blood of his from last night, and then a slight bit from the morning had kicked in. Giving her a boost enough to be awake, right now. "Still, feels a little rough being awake. But, earlier helped. At least once I got up, walked a little."

 

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Jason didn’t sense her entering the bathroom. He was lost in his head, as he was most mornings. Not about anything in particular though, just going through the days to-do list and other random thoughts.

He jumped a little when her hand made contact with his back. He was in his head but not that much he thought. She’s stealthy.

“glad you’re feeling a little better. We’ll get you some more before I leave for work.” He said taking the washcloth from her hand and stepping around behind her. Lathering up the washcloth and his hand he wrapped both arms around her and he started to slowly wash her starting from her shoulders. She pressed back into him with a sigh as he slowly worked down her breasts before moving to her stomach. Kissing the back of her neck he let the washcloth fall to the shower floor with a thwack as onr hand made it’s way between her legs and the other holding her to him.

 

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Lacey was sort of impressed she'd snuck up on him, she'd never been stealthy before. A smile to him. Then a tilt of her head as he stole the cloth, then stepped behind her and began washing her front. She groans a little, leaning herself back into him. Feeling his lips on the back of her neck, her red hair pulled more over one shoulder, it wasn't in the way of his lips.

As she felt the washcloth fall, and his fingers stroked between her thighs. She parted them freely to let him stroke her right there. A subtle squirm of her ass right against his cock and thighs as she shivers some. "..that feels nice..." She really was enjoying this. The warmth of the shower, the feel of Jason's hands on her. The way he touched her, made her feel more alive and wanted than she had, perhaps ever.

A slight turn of her head made it possible for them to kiss then. Her lips were soft against his, many small kisses happening, then a part of her lips. Tongue licking his lower lip.

 

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She turned to kiss him as he pressed a finger into her. A lick of his lower lip then her hand on his keeping it in place. His cock stiffened pressed against her ass.

Her kisses becoming more heated as he turned her to face him. Backing her against the shower wall, the cold tile against her back, a bend of his knees and he was in her.. Her arms wrap around his neck as he grasps her thighs just below her ass lifting her as her legs wrap around him as well.

Their mouths explore the other’s as his hips pivot driving into her.

 

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Backed against the wall she kept kissing him, the coldness of the tile not really registering to her. Then her arms were about his neck, his hands just below her ass, feeling him lift her, legs wrapping about his waist, and he was gloriously inside her. His hips pivot driving his cock into her time and time again.

A soft tease of nails against the back of his neck, then the bottom of his hairline. A slide of her tongue deeper into his mouth as she felt that pleasure slowly building. Slowly making her slick and wet. His earlier blood still had her warm enough, which might have left her temperature-wise. The hot water equalised and fixed it.

A break from kissing him to let Jason breathe and a tug at his lower lip with her own. Then a kiss to his jawline. A slow slide of her hands into his hair, then a deliberate tickle of those same nails to his scalp. Feeling him suddenly drive harder into her for one thrust, made her chuckle in delight. "It... feels .. right... you inside me ..." Or at least it felt right to her, the way he felt driving into her there.

A soft kiss to his lips, his jaw and a nuzzle at his earlobe. Then a softer kiss to his neck, timed with a light dragging tease of nails to his scalp. "..I'm trying .. not to ... bite you here Jason..." She wanted to feel what it felt like without it. Of course, if he pressed her to his neck there, she'd give in and slowly do just as he bid.

 

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Those nails on the back of his neck and scalp. God she learned quickly how to push his buttons. “I’ve never felt anything so right” he breathed as her lips traveled down his jawline.

The hot water washed over his skin as he repeatedly thrust feeling the need to be deeper in her with each.

He was lost in the sensation of their bodies so perfectly merged. As she spoke his focus returned to her words.

"..I'm trying .. not to ... bite you here Jason..."

These simple words rang in his head for a moment as they took on a broader meaning. Was it her or her bite that he needed so desperately? The answer came swift and resounding. It was her! “I’m yours however you choose” he finally managed to mutter as his legs stiffened and he pressed her hard against the wall. A loud groan, a shiver down his spine then the release as his cock convulsed inside her.

 

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Honestly, she'd never been so thankful he hadn't done it, as she felt his throbbing cock start filling her with his seed, it made her shudder against him. Lips briefly kissed his mouth firm, demanding and perhaps just a hint of love within it. Before she was then orgasming with him, her arms just wrapped around him. One around his back the other up in his hair. A loud moan left her during that moment of bliss which hit. It proved to perhaps be just as addicting as tasting him had been.

Then she managed to murmur, "...breakfast..." They'd already found out exactly how it felt, thus she carefully put her lips to his neck, allowing herself to bite him. A small taste of that bliss hit him at that moment, yet she took then that half-mouthful from him and licked it shut. Still clutching him with desire and a simpler want to just be near him while feeling that ebbing pleasure.

"...there has to be a way for me to do that, without giving a full dose." Of course, she wasn't yet aware her attempt to give him far less of a hit of bliss, had worked. Yes, it felt good still, but he may find he could experience it with a clearer mind and not have that blinding need to fuck her silly all over again hitting him.

 

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Her bite added nicely to the afterglow. Not the rush of desire he’d felt before but more like a rush of oxytocin drawing him closer to her.

Lowering her feet to the floor they finished washing each other then grudgingly turned the water off. The cold tile under his feet as he stepped out, a stark reminder that he had to pry himself out of her arms and go to work. Drying off he wrapped his cotton robe around her naked body then held her for a moment longer before she left the bathroom to curl up in bed again.

As he brushed his teeth and dried his hair his mind wandered to the future.

What would her future look like? Returning to the sorority house seemed unworkable, a student staying with him had its own set of challenges. Finishing her journalism degree was a great goal but then what? Not sure how you manage a career that would demand her to work during the daytime. The complexity of her situation made his head spin. He knew she’d have to face all this but he certainly wasn’t excited about dashing her dreams at this point. No, there had to be some kind of solution.

Shaking off the thoughts he got dressed and gave her a long kiss before asking. “You need anything before I go? Have everything you need?”

“I’m fine, get to work.” She said grudgingly.

With that he took one last look her there in his bed. The robe parted down to her navel where it was tied. A hint of her cleavage exposed. “Damn I have to get out of here” he thought as he grabbed his satchel and walked out into the warm morning air. As he got to the street his mind returned to her situation. As much as he’d like like to just take care of her he knew that wouldn’t be a positive for her in the long run. He began to work through options.

As much as it pained him there was the almost laughably obvious option of exotic dancer. Night time, contact with people to feed on, pays well. It checked all the boxes but that just didn’t seem like her. She had a passion for journalism so that needed to be exhausted first.

Citizen journalism was becoming quite popular and lots of people were making a good living from it. Problem was it was largely investigative and that would be a challenge limited to the night.

His mind flashed to the blog they’d read. The postings seemingly by someone freshly turned. “Now that would sell” he thought to himself as he worked through how that narrative could continue. Possibly chronicling feedings? A day in the life? God knows the community he’d been a part of all his life would pay handsomely for that content if they knew it was credible.
As he climbed the stairs to his classroom he made a mental note to think through that some more.

Stepping in front of the class he felt her eyes on him and it excited him. As he’d done the day before, he lectured to his audience of one casting his eyes to the camera often. The two hours seemed to fly by as he dismissed the class and went to his office for the day. The next 6 hours would be interminable he thought to himself as he settled in at the desk.

 

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Wrapped in his robe and with some time before he'd be doing that lecture. She used it to pad out of his bed and locate her satchel. Finding within it her chocolate and laptop. She got it all set up along with her notes. Sprawling on his bed, in his robe. The laptop was set near the foot of it, and her block of chocolate was there which she ate a piece of while glancing at the pages she'd fill with notes. Notes that as he came on and she found herself in the zone. Almost word for word everything he said was committed to her pages. Alongside it and underparts. She counter-wrote her own questions and answers to things posed by him in the moment.

That two hours flew by, with by then her hand cramping and little wonder why with all the pages she was looking at. By then that effect of the sun being up had sunk into her somewhat. She took the time to sort her stuff out onto the chair he had in the corner. Hung his robe on the door and dropped her phone on to charge. Then she found herself wrapped up in his blankets, scenting him everywhere around her.

Lacey found she drew comfort from that. From scenting him no matter where she laid her head. It made her smile. At some stage, sleep stole her then and she was simply. Gone. Wrapped up in that bed, and deeply sleeping. It might be why some 2 hrs later when her phone was ringing for the tenth time, it finally pierced her sleep and groggily she answered it. "Hi?"

"Lace?" Sandra said sounding oddly still somewhat drunk. "Y'there girl?"

Lacey used a hand to rub her face, feeling the warmth still to her, there was a groan softly. "Yes... here, what's up?"

"Goood, I need you to come to get me," Sandra said lightly, laughing at something.

"..g'what? Get you? Where are you?" That woke her sleep-fogged mind up some. "Class, shouldn't you be... in that silly lecture with, whats-his-face?"

"Yessh, but I ended up meeting this fellow at this party, and I totally ditched that Alpha dude, for him. This one is smart and funny, and dresses really cool..." Sandra said.

"He, huh?" Lacey had to admit the tone of Sandra's voice sounded a little off and different. Like she was still drunk. "Sandy, who are you with?" There was something said then she couldn't hear in the background before the call simply hung up. The low-toned beeping in her ear had Lacey wrinkling her nose some. Before she was putting the phone down. Attempting to get her mind to work, and finding it just was so damned hard. Without meaning to she totally went back to sleep. That Vampire need for sleep just dragging her under.

Thus some four hours and change later. Jason might just find her passed out still on the bed, her phone actually having slid to the floor, and Lacey half uncovered, yet out cold.

Her phone however had a text message flashing on it.

Lace, all good catch you soon. -S

 

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Slamming his laptop shut Jason collected his things and slung his satchel over his shoulder. He couldn’t recall ever being this excited to get home. It was a feeling he could get used to. His life before Lacey came into it only a few days before seemed so empty he shuddered at the thought of having to return to it.

Stepping out of the liberal arts building the campus was still buzzing with activity. Students, ready to blow off steam after a long week flooded the quad. He made his way past them off campus. As he rounded the corner onto Willow drive he noticed a the kids at the house next door to his setting up tables and a makeshift bar for an outside party later in the evening. He’d normally be bracing himself for a long night with little sleep but on this afternoon it seemed fortunate.

Stepping into his house it was quiet. He dropped his satchel in his office and walked toward the bedroom. Not wanting to wake Lacey if she was asleep he cracked the door to peek in. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness he was able to make out her form on the bed, fast asleep. He paused for a moment taking in the site of her, the sheets sparsely covering her gorgeous body. Her breasts fully exposed along with a leg with the sheets cruelly draped across her upper thigh. Fighting back the urge to stip his clothes off and join her he pulled the door closed and went to the kitchen to start making some dinner. He’d settled on Veal Bordelaise and angle hair pasta. He wasn’t sure if she’d have the appetite for it but he knew he needed it.

The darkness of dusk had fallen and sounds from the party next door started to echo into the house as he finished preparing the meals. He’d leave it there warming until Lacey was awake.

While he waited he decided to set up some extra credit work for Lacey. If she was agreeable and this worked it just might be the answer she needed. He set his laptop on the counter started tinkering on substack. Creating an account under the pseudonym “Fallen Angel” not the most original, call it a work in progress, it could be changed later. He entered other details on the bio. Setting up payment was gonna take a little more work to anonymize but that could wait until things started to fall into place. Satisfied, he closed the laptop in anticipation of approaching the topic with her later.

 

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A stretch as those eyes opened and her back slightly arched during it. The sheet tugged off her entirely at that moment. Before she slowly seeks to sit up and unknowingly pushed the phone half under the bed. There's a rub of hands up over her face before she moves to collect clothing out of the bag they'd put her clothing into from her Sorority House. Thus she slowly came out looking for Jason, wearing a grey t-shirt and black skirt, this skirt had a slit to her knee on one side. Her feet were bare and her red hair was messy in a sexy way.

Calling out, "Jason?" Softly, yet she smelt the food. It wasn't that it smelt bad, it was just a smell she noticed. Thus it's to his kitchen she gravitated to. The music from the party next door was something that she heard. It took her tuning it out and listening to his heartbeat for her to find him wherever he'd ended up. As she comes up to him, "Have you eaten? You probably really should." Concern for him because she knew blood loss from blood tests, or just loss in general would wear someone down. "I got through the lecture easier today, still found myself having some chocolate, but my focus was much, much better and it wasn't till I started trying to expand on my notes made, that I realised how tired I was. So, I packed it all up on that chair in there, and crashed."

She settled to sit beside him then and let one of her still more or less warm hands take him into it. "How did your day go?" That was what she was really curious about. She missed the fact of all the socialising she'd usually have been able to do. Right now her mind hadn't reminded her about Sandra's phone call. But that might occur to her later in the evening.

 

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Jason was happy to see her emerge from the bedroom. He really couldn’t wait to see her but he knew she needed her sleep.

“the day was good.” He started before recounting some of the more interesting points of the day.

“I’m sure you heard the party next door. Figured you might want to stop by later when you’’re more awake.”

He paused for a second then decided it was time to bring up his idea. “ I have an idea you might want to consider.” He paused for her acknowledgment then continued. “You recall the blog I showed yesterday right? Would you be interested in staring one anonymously on your own experience? It would be an excellent journalistic exercise and also, if it draws the subscribers I think it will, it can be a good income. But for now you can consider it extra credit. Would you be interested in trying it?”

 

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Lacey listened to his day a little smile at times playing over her lips. Then a nod about the party, she had heard it, and as he said it, she realised he was right. It would be a way for her to get blood, without needing to take Jason's. As much as she was apprehensive about it, she'd proven she could feed off someone else.

Then she listened to him more intently. While Lacey wanted to be a journalist she wasn't quite in the know about how to make something anonymous. Jason clearly was in the know about such things, or he felt confident enough about his skills to bring it up. "I do." She said slowly as she considered his idea. It could help supplement things and yet part of her worried. "People would really pay to read such a thing?"

She didn't fully realise that there were many people out there like Jason that were very into the subject and that there was more to the culture of it, than those twits who ran about pretending to be gothic vampires, just to score hot sex. That there were those who lived and breathed it and hoped, prayed even, that humanity wasn't alone on its planet and that there were vampires hidden among them.

"Extra credit?" A tilt of her head. She supposed actually that would be helpful, there was no doubt going to be things he'd run in the lecture that she would lose bonus credit about. "Sure, I mean, thank you, Jason." A scoot closer as she flung her arms about him and drew him in for a close snuggled hug.

"I really don't know how I'd be handling this if I hadn't come to your office. I'd be lost." It was true, a quick flick through her mind on things, had her realising how fortunate she'd been. Then something niggled at her mind. She couldn't stay here forever. She couldn't stay in the Sorority House forever either. "...I ... think I need to ask my parents if that offer is still open for me to find somewhere off campus to live. They, offered it when I first was coming to college. What do you think?"

 

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Jason’s heart sank a little at the idea of her leaving. He knew it would happen but he just didn’t want it to happen soon.

“Why don’t you hold off on that for a little bit. You’re still getting your feet under you and should probably avoid big moves until you have a better grip on things. You can stay here as long as you need. You’d obviously have to tell your sorority sisters and roommate something. Not sure what that is though.” He paused to collect his thoughts. He believed what he was saying although it was, at the same time, self serving. “Let’s give it a week and figure some things out. You can apartment hunt during that time and really come up with a plan. You can also get the blog off the ground and see what the response looks like and have a better idea of the help you’d need from them. Sound like a plan?”

 

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Lacey looks deeply into his eyes then, noting within them something of his emotions that she found the could read within them. He didn't want her going. Even as she listens to what he tells her it also makes sense. But then, he'd also expressed worry about people realising he was with her there. It's perhaps why she looked torn. "...I don't really want to leave. I don't. I, actually, would rather stay. Right here, with you, and never leave." There's a squeeze of his hands gentle with her own.

"Just you also expressed the fact you didn't want people to recognise me with you. I mean. What are those in the houses around here going to think, seeing me? Are they just going to think I'm some woman? Or, are they going to think you with a student from campus?" Worry colouring her voice. "If you told me, we could get by with me here with you. I'd do it. Instantly. But I don't want to jeopardise your tenure as Professor."

She shifted herself very slowly to end up on his lap then. Sliding her arms about him. "I was, hoping, I could find somewhere, and you'd end up with a key. If it's in a place with few students, are they going to think twice if you're leaving there?"

There was a lean in and slow soft kiss of his mouth, her hands pressing to his back. Breaking it to breathe softly. "..if you really think we can handle this for a week, then, I'll happily be here. I don't think anyone but Sandra might care. Even then she might not. She'd get more space till they found someone else. Not all the Sorority Sisters live in that house. Some have their own places."

"Just, honestly. I'd be happy, to stay. I ... honestly hadn't thought you'd want me too.."

 

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Jason took in her warm hug.“I think we’ll be ok for a week. Honestly, it’ll take that long to find a place and get moved in anyway. Besides, it’s not like you’ll be out front gardening. Your comings and goings at night probably won’t be noticed.”

With that he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight burying his face in her shoulder.

“You should get cleaned up to go out.” He said with a smile. He had mixed emotions about her going to the party to find prey. A pang of jealousy at how she’d have to lure him but also the thrill of playing a part in the hunt. He also knew after a few days of being couped up in here she could use the social interaction and some fun.

 

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Lacey tried not to look sad as he told her she needed to use this week to find a place. She didn't know how she would go on her own. But it looked like she would be finding it out.

A stroke of her hand along his back, since he more muffled told her to get ready to go next door. A look at herself had her nodding. "Okay." A kiss to his cheek then she was gone.

Off in his bedroom she wriggles out of the skirt she had on and the tshirt. Putting on a pair of little shorts and removing her bra as she put herself in a halter style top. It was black, oncormed over her breasts. Left her back bare and tied behind her neck. Tugging on socks she added lipgloss and came back. "Do I look like I'd go to a party?" She thought she did. It was Sandra's top she had on.

 

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“You look wonderful.” He said eyeing the halter top and wanting to forget the party, untie it and take her back to the bedroom. He had to table those thoughts for now though.

“It’s not uncommon for me to stop by and have a drink and socialize when they have parties so let me go over first. Wait about 5 minutes then if you go out the side door you can get to the street without anyone seeing then just come down the street. Not sure if you’ll know anyone so just find me and we can go from there.”

She agreed and he pulled her to him, a long slow kiss then out the door he went.

Walking across the yard he recognized Steve standing by the makeshift bar. Steve was one of the kids that lived there. Kind of a quiet fellow. Certainly one of the more well mannered of the roommates. As Jason approached Steve greeted him and offered him a beer which Jason gladly accepted.

“Gonna be a wild one tonight?” Jason sled.

“No sir, we’ll keep it under control” Steve said reassuringly.

Jason asked him about how his classes were going and made other small talk as he awaited Lacey. Right on schedule he saw someone approaching from the street and he turned to find her turning into the yard.
“Mr. Reaves, I didn’t peg you for a party guy.” She said with a laugh as she approached.

“Oh I’m not, trust me. Just stoping by to be neighborly. How are you?”

 

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His expression has her wondering if they were going to go forwards. Then he seemed to control himself, kiss her and explain the game plan. So. After he left, she put on deodorant, brushed her hair a little and fluffed it out. Then peered at herself in the mirror. While she looked like herself, she also didn't look like herself. It was something she couldn't quite put her fingers on.

Five minutes finally passed and she found herself following his directions. leaving via his side door, getting onto the street and slipping away in the interplaying shadows. She didn't realise how well she blended with them when she wanted it. That she made it all the way inside the yard. Jason was perhaps the only one to note her entrance and that was because he was purposely if inconspicuously watching for her.

“Mr Reaves, I didn’t peg you for a party guy.” She said with a laugh as she approached. He replied with, “Oh I’m not, trust me. Just stopping by to be neighbourly. How are you?”

Lacey smiles at him "Oh doing well." Moving to Steve, she offers her hand. "I'm Lacey, heard there was going to be a thing here.." Even Steve had to admit, even their quieter parties at times brought new people into the mix. He also had to admit, it'd been a while since they'd had someone of this one's beauty just randomly turn up. Which is why he smiled a lot more. "Hey, Steve. A pleasure. Beer?"

Lacey nodded then, "Sure, love one." A smile back to Steve, as he totally got her one and wished to himself that he had the balls to make a move. Instead of just getting her a drink. That was about the time one of his more outgoing housemates came up to get a refill. "Daniel," Daniel offered his eyes visibly checking her out there. "Haven't seen you before?"

Lacey shook his hand too, noting that even though it was early Daniel might have been drinking far earlier in the afternoon. The male had a slight sway to him even now, that charm oozing from him seemed backed up by not only his looks. But the fact he'd had many a beer way before the party actually started.

Dan schmoozed his way into wrapping an arm about Lacey's shoulders. "So, how about I show you where the Pizza is, and the chips..." It was lame, but also something he used all the time to lure women into the actual house and not just the front yard. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't.

Lacey offers him a smile then, "Sure, lead away." Offering him a more coy smile and allowing herself to be drawn away. She found she had to fight to not look back at Jason. The man she was far more interested in than this alcohol-fueled ladies' man.

Dan considered himself at that moment, the man. Because hot chick, what was her name again? Was letting him lead her inside. He had the audacity to wink at Steve. Jason would have totally seen it. Before he made his way up the steps leading Lacey off into the house that the music could be heard drifting out of. It was somewhat louder in the house than out. Indeed he did actually show her the kitchen and dining room which were both filled with acceptable party snack foods.

Lacey as they'd been walking seemed to take her time in checking the people they walked past. Not seeing anyone she really could say she knew, relief hit her. As Dan leads her off into the larger lounge room he attempted to draw her in and dance with her. Lacey, totally went along with it. Ensuring the guy didn't step on her feet.

As his hand slid down to cup her ass in those cute and very short, shorts. Lacey decided to stretch up on her toes and whisper something about, taking in elsewhere. At that moment he leant in kissing her and she kissed him back, totally imagining she was kissing Jason. Somehow he led her off upstairs and later he'd be hard-pressed to work out how they made it upstairs without him crashing them into a wall.

Inside his room, he pulled her to him and found her lips drifting from his to his neck, and he groaned then, one hand twisting into her hair and the other kept groping her ass. There was a faint hint of pain that his drunken mind didn't really track and then bliss hit him hard. Moaning he found himself rubbing against her, lifting her a little and swaying. He was surprised but not really when he found his back on the bed, and her atop him.

Lacey bit him and alcohol-soaked blood flooded into her mouth, she felt him grinding against her, lifting her and managed to get him to turn so they landed on his bed which was right there. Thankfully. Atop him she felt hands on her hips as he held her there, moaning loud, and thrusting against her, yet still dressed. Another mouthful and a little more and she licked it shut and looked deeply into his eyes.

"Rest, Dan, you had fun..." She was surprised when his eyes closed and his breathing evened out. Wait, he fell asleep? Fuck! She took a moment to strip him and roll him into that bed. That cock still standing up like a flag pole. Would he believe he'd cum if there wasn't any mess? She hoped so!

Glancing in his mirror she took a moment to mess herself up and began to feel that alcohol-soaked blood hitting her. Not to mention the other needs which tickled her each time she fed. Slinking out of Dan's room she navigated those steps and managed to make sure Jason saw her sneaking out of the yard and off. A detour later she was stumbling into his side door. shutting it behind her and leaning against that door with a mixed expression.

That was the moment she realised potential kisses may occur, so, Jason may make it back inside to find Lacey had found his alcohol and had some she was swishing about in her mouth, before swallowing it.

 

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When Dan emerged from the house half stumbling down the stairs he knew Lacey had locked in on her prey. He wasted no time flirting with her then leading her inside.

He looked at Steve and noticed the dejected look on his face. He didn’t know whether to feel sorry for him or not. They chatted more but Jason couldn’t help imagining what was happening inside. Again, that pang of jealousy mixed with the imagining how sexy it might be to watch her feed on her prey.

It seemed like no time at all had passed before she slinked out of the house and down to the street. He gave her a moment then raised his beer to down the last swallow before thanking Steve and wishing him a good night.

He walked quickly across the yard and up the steps. Making his way through the door he found Lacey in the kitchen finishing a drink. “You work fast” he said as he closed the ground between them quickly and took her into his arms planting a big kiss on her.

 

[Ravishing]

Thankfully he'd find she tasted like his alcohol. Not, well, Dan. As his arms wrapped around her she looked surprised. But as he seeks to kiss her, Lacey melted herself in against him and shivered a little. Tongue delved into his mouth as she found herself smoothing her hand down his back and pressing him into her lightly.

She broke it to gasp, then softly speak. "...I didn't know what you'd think of me if I took any more time. He did show me the food, we danced, or I danced and tried not to let him stamp on my boots with his far larger feet. Then, uh, I suggested we go up... I fed the moment we were alone."

She looks into his eyes. "I thought of you the whole time. Not him. Not what I was doing. Just you." That might go a long way with him being comfortable with her doing it. "I did strip him off and leave him naked in bed." She didn't remark anything about Dan's physical fitness or the like. Mostly because it was immaterial to her. Stripping the man naked was a means to an end of making him believe he had fun and passed out.

 

[cnuveau]

Jason studied her as she spoke. Her obvious concern for his feelings evident in how she described the encounter. He pulled back slightly and looked in her eyes before he spoke softly.

“You don’t have to you know.” He paused searching for the right words. “Be so concerned with what I think.” He continued. “The very nature of what you have to do walks all over the line of what many consider…” what was the right word? He settled on one though it was a bit presumptuous. “Infidelity. I have to be comfortable with that or I’ll go mad. You can kiss him but not too much. Did he caress your breast? Did you enjoy it too much. Did you grind on him as you drank? All these things if I allowed myself to dwell on them would make this impossible and lead to the end of us. Much to my surprise I’m quite turned on by the thought of you seducing then feeding on him so let’s try to be open about it. I can have my moments of jealousy but I need to acknowledge them then let them go”.

Her eyes drifted from his as he spoke. Taking in his words. He lifted her chin to being her eyes to his again. “Understand?”