A Vampire's Beginning. (Closed for cnuveau)

Lacey's eyes drifted from his as he spoke because she ran it through her mind. "... while kissing him I thought of you. But there wasn't tongue. Yes he got excited. But I fed and found myself just taking what I needed. I didn't, do what I do when its you. I undressed him so he'd think more happened because it would sell the idea he got some and passed out. I, was far more interested in getting back here for you." She drew in a breath and exhaled. "I understand.... and I'll be truthful always."

This last said as she let him draw her eyes back. "They're merely a means to an end. You mean ..." and she hesitated searching his face. "...Jason Reaves... you..." As she seeks to touch his cheek. "...mean so much more to me..." She found she cared about him. Really cared about him. Was this what it felt to realise you might just be falling in love? "... you I want to fall asleep next to... and wake up with.." She wondered then could she adjust easier to waking up with him so they got time before he left? For him she would try.
 
“I know this. That’s what allows me the luxury of being able to accept that it’s a means to an end. If I wasn’t confident in your feelings for me I don’t think I’d be able to handle any of this. All I’m saying is, don’t worry about me or how you think I’ll react to what you have to do. I’ll be ok”

With that he leaned in to kiss her. His hands gripping her ass and pulling her into him.
 
A melt in against him as she kissed him back, lips parting to deepen it. That alcohol taste still there even as she sought to lift one leg curling it against his hip before she moaned against his mouth. Nipples hardening because of her want for him and him alone. A wrap of her arms about him. If it wasn't obvious she really really got easily interested when it was him.
 
His hands run up her back as their kisses become more frantic. He tugs at the knot of her halter top freeing it. His draws his body away from hers just enough to allow the top to fall. His lips following it down her neck before making it to her breasts. His lips dance over the milky mounds. A slight nibble causing them to stiffen more. Her fingernails draw down against the back of his head pulling him tighter to her bosom.
 
With the halter sliding away, she lowered that leg to let it rush down her form, as Jason's lips trailed it down along her neck, past a collarbone, further kisses to her skin, before his lips wrapped about a nipple, her nails and then hand lightly press his lips there, a moan of pleasure from her. The other hand seeks to undo her shorts and wriggle them down her hips. Along with her panties. They fall after a while and brief movements of her feet pull her boots off and a shove moves it all from their feet.

Another low sound out of her as she feels the passion from Jason's mouth moving from one nipple to the other. It's enough to have her give a pleasured whimper. That free hand of her's fumbling then to his trousers, undoing the button, the zip, and wriggling into there. Sliding down the front of his boxers and coming to cup his hardening cock softly and stroke there. "...bed?" She asks, in a voice that is both lust-laden and somewhat tipsy sounding. One can blame her meal tonight of a drunken Daniel. However, that meal also has by now made her deliciously warm to feel for him as he touches her.
 
He nods. “Bed” grudgingly he backs up a step causing her to release his cock replacing it with his hand as he leads her out of the then down the hall to his room. Leaving her clothes in a pile on the kitchen floor.

Entering the room he releases her hand and quickly opens the remaining buttons and slides his shirt over his shoulders. His pants already unbuttoned needed little help sliding off his hips leaving him as naked as her. Pulling her onto the bed she landed on top of him. His lips found hers as he drew his hands up her sides. Her skin now noticeably warmer than she’d been earlier in the evening.
 
Giggling as they went into the bedroom, she notably just watched Jason undress with interest in those eyes. Already moving closer to his bed, he bounced into it and reached out to tug her onto him. Lacey let it happen, landing light on him, her hands having hit the mattress to stop him just ending up with her full weight. A lower onto him then a shiver as she felt his hands. A curious look on her face, had him feel her briefly kiss his lips. Then kiss down, a light yet attentive kiss on his neck. Then a kiss down his throat, past his collarbone, and onwards to nuzzling at his nipple.

A few nuzzles, a light suck and a nip with her human teeth there. Before he'd feel the trail of red hair and Lacey sat up a moment using a hairband on his bedside table to secure it up into a ponytail at the back, a wicked grin. No fang's visible. She'd already fed so that need was satisfied. A lower of herself deliberately then down until he might realise her intention. A lick with her tongue over the head of his cock, before a seek to slowly draw just the head of it within her mouth. It was as warm and wet as any mouth he'd felt. Did he encourage her?
 
A groan as her hair trailed across his skin causing goosebumps to form. As she sat up to tire her hair back his eyes fixed on her breasts near perfect shape with her arms raised above her head. He reached up to caress them before they were pulled away as she dipped her head lower.

As her tongue traveled over his shaft his hips lifted slightly off the bed as his hand trailed through her hair encouraging her to take him into her mouth.
 
Lacey needed little more than the knowledge he did not seem to mind it, to slowly take that cock of his into her mouth. Working on both sliding it in deeper and sucking on it. Her tongue lavishes the sides and underneath. As he feels it pokes at the back of her throat. Before she simply takes it deeper. Letting him feel the slow slide of his cock past her mouth, into her throat. While she sucked on it with enthusiasm, her hands stroked at his hips. He didn't get the feeling she did it to stop him from deciding to move those hips either. More it was just another way to slowly if teasingly caress him.
 
Jason’s back arched as the head of his cock passed her warm lips over her tongue into the tightness of her throat. Her lips coming to rest at the base of his cock before drawing back again. His fingers traveling over her scalp being careful not to apply any undue downward force. No she needed no encouragement to take him deep into her mouth. Hips squirming slightly as she worked her way back down. He watched through the darkened as his cock slowly disappeared from sight then emerge glistening with her saliva. He closed his eyes and exhaled loudly as his hips relaxed as her pace quickened.
 
Lacey did indeed slowly speed it up some, a few times he'd feel that cock as she sucked on it, lavished it with her mouth, vanishing into her throat and back to just the tip wrapped in her mouth, before a lick over the tip and a release. That cock was slick with her saliva as she gradually crawled up him, her hands light on his chest, then a grip light to his cock as she guides it to her wet pussy. Fitting them together and his tip inside her. Her hand withdrew away as she felt gravity draw her down his hardness. Till he was hilted within her warm wet depths. A slow shudder from her and a grin to him. As she slowly began rocking subtle movements at first, letting him feel just how deep inside her he was. The warm tightness of her wrapped about him. Then she organised herself to be able to move properly, rising up till half of his cock was still within and lowering, a loud moan leaving her.
 
His fingers traced circles on her thighs as she lowered herself onto him taking his full length as she dropped down. Her warm wetness enveloping him as she rode him. His hand crossed her and moved down her stomach. His thumb coming to rest on her her clit before starting to stroke it as his other hand cupped her breast. She moaned again more loudly as she threw her head back and ground her hips into him. Reaching back she tugged at her hair tie freeing her flowing red hair. A quick shake of her head left it falling across her breasts as she lowered herself harder onto him. She leaned down to kiss him. His hands returning to her hips as he began to meet her with thrusts of his own.
 
Louder moaned leaving her as his finger stroked her clit, and the other caressed her breast. A tilt of her head back and red hair ending up freed from its confines to spill like red silk, lacey moving quicker and firmer to bounce atop his cock. A leaned to kiss him, and squashed her breasts against his more manly muscled chest, as she rocks back into those thrusts. A roll is slowly done to then as that pleasure began to peak, put him atop her. Sharing the sexual perhaps dominant moment with Jason there. As she felt his hands move to bend her legs up at the knees, then spread her out wider, she groans into the deeper kiss. Her nails stroke down and up his back then slow and teasingly.
 
As he found himself on top of her kissing her, if possible, deeper he spread her wide and pounded into her harder. Her nails lightly raking his back. The sound of her wetness and him slamming into her filled the room punctuated by their moans. Her breasts heaving with each thrust.

Without much thought or care for the ramifications he blurted out “God I love you!” As he leaned down to feel her lips against his again.
 
Lacey shuddered as he fucked her harder, a squirm up against him as he did. He'd feel those inner muscles starting to quiver about his cock. Her moans left her almost to the tune of his pounding thrusts. As he professed love for her and kissed her. Lacey teased one set of nails up to his neck as she broke the kiss. "I love you..." gasped out then her lips went to his neck a slight nip, a hint of his blood a a light enhance of that pleasure by the venom. A lick and nuzzle. As she orgasmed about his cock hard, pussy seeming to be milking his seed from him.
 
Jason gritted his teeth as he arched his back. Every synapse seemingly firing at once as waves of pleasure washed over him. His face contorted by the waves of pleasure washing over him.

Releasing her legs, he lowered himself to her side and held her as they revealed in their exhaustion. I soft kiss on her cheek then a nuzzle against her neck. They lay there for what seemed like an hour. His mind drifting back to the moment he professed his love for her. He didn’t really mean for that to come out. He believed it to be true of course but after only a few days it seemed a little…… quick. Had she not said it back he could imagine the mental battering he’d be giving himself right now. Fact is she did though and that made his heart melt. He gives her a squeeze and another kiss on her neck.

After another few minutes he finally stirred. “I need a snack then we should start your blog and see where that goes. I’ll try to stay up with you so we can come back to bed in the morning.” She groaned seeming annoyed by his inability to lay still. He knew if he laid there for another minute he’d be fast asleep and since it was the weekend he wanted to sync his sleeping with hers to give them more time together.

Pulling himself from bed he walked naked into the kitchen, found a protein bar and bit into it as he looked around to find her purse. Not finding it he returned to the room. “Where’s your phone. You can do it on there if you:’d like. “. She searched around the bed then the floor next to the bed. His eyes drawn to her ass a she hung from the bed before coming back up with it. “Was under the bed” she said holding it up. “If you can unlock it, I’ll get you setup.” She unlocked it using Face ID then handed it to him. Moments later he had the app installed and logged in using the account he’d created. “I was kind of at a loss so I set your pen name as “Fallen Angel”” he said with a shrug. “Might want to pick something that you feel suits you better first”

He took a moment to show her how to use the app then she was off. He lay his head on her stomach his gaze cast over her glorious mound and down her shapely legs as she typed.
 
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Laying there with him was something she quickly adored. Same with the kiss. Her reason for saying she loved him, was because she believed she was falling for him, that love was within her heart. Admitting it back, was reasonable. If he'd never said it, she'd have waited till she couldn't hold that thought in anymore, then said it to him. The fact that she only thought of him during feeding on those others, seemed to cement the fact to her she was as distracted with him, as Her Mother was with her Father, and vice versa.

Watching him go after that brief kiss did have her watching his arse. Admiring that side of him, as much as his front as he returns speaking about where her phone was. A look up at him and a vague memory of Sandra and the phone flickers through her mind. Bed! A look about on the bed, beside it, before she hung over the side, finding it just under it, and telling him about it. Unlocking it, and passing it. She watched him download something to it, him speaking about that blog he wanted her to write.

As she took the phone she stared for a moment at the name. "No, it's fine, I'll use it. You picked it." A flash of a smile to him, and then her fingers blurred a little as she began typing using the keyboard on the screen. Words flash over the scrolling page. Yet every so often she seemed to post something, then begin again on another entry. While she was typing, she wasn't truly aware he was checking her out. She did after a while snuggle her side into his, and then keep typing. She was probably doing this for at least 45 minutes before she put the phone down and then turned to wrap her arms around him and hug him to her. Needing the closeness after even that amount lost in the fulfilment of words to page.

"Something about it was cathartic." Lacey found herself admitting to him, lips nuzzling over his shoulder. "Are you alright?" A curious look on her face there. "Oh, and I didn't bring up, you. I kept everything to my thoughts and feelings. Without putting in locations or people, and keeping events more abstract? I know you'll read it, sooner than later. Just wanted to be sure you knew before you did."
 
He enjoyed just laying there with her while she worked. He was kind of excited to see how this worked out. He knew his community as well as anyone and he knew it’d spread like wildfire. She put her phone down and asked “Are you alright?” He thought for a moment and couldn’t think of anything that could make him more alright. “I am! I think definitely keep it about your thoughts an experienced and leave out people and places. Less chance of being attributable. I think if you chose to tell stories about stalking prey and feeding it’d go gangbusters.”

He pulled himself from bed and pulled on his boxers. “What I haven’t shared is that I actually do a podcast on vampires and I have a handful of subscribers that will get you started with a word from me. Now if you care to watch me do my thing you can follow me. “

She got out of bed and pulled on a tee shirt and followed him down to the basement. He setup his microphone and started to record. He went on about this being the most credible account he’s seen and gave the substack information. For good measure he subscribed from his account to prime the pump. At $10 a month people are going to eat this up he thought to himself.

“There we go, I’ll publish in the morning so that it doesn’t seem to coincide so closely and we’ll see how it goes. He walked back to the sofa she was sitting on, plopped down beside her and pulled her to him.
 
Even as he sat beside her, and pulled her into him. She situated herself over his lap, leaning to his chest, her legs along the couch. "Gangbusters?" She blinks at him confused. "I don't get the term?" Another blink, then lean in and rest of her cheek to his shoulder.

"Do you have a very nice voice, I know I've never said that. But it's one of the reasons I always found myself engaged in listening to you during lectures." She exhales softly and drapes an arm about his upper back, fingertips rubbing that upper arm.

"Are you trying to maximise your time with me?" A peer down into his eyes there. "I get it, I mean, it's weird..sort of. We get some hours in the morning, then you're gone while I'm sleeping after I've listened to you. Then your home when I'm awake and we get some time together before you finally need sleep. We might wake up, steal a few moments, and then sleep more. Then, it's daylight..."

"Is it silly that I'm trying to hold onto college?" Lacey questioned.
 
When Lacey straddled him he became painfully aware that only his flannel boxers were keeping him from being inside her again.

“Why thank you! People have said that but you never really know what you sound like to other people.”

“I am trying to maximize my time with you. It’s the weekend and there’s nothing more I’d like to do than be awake and with you. During the week we’re not unlike any working couple. 30 minutes together before leaving for work then a few hours at night before going to bed. I don’t see it as too different.

He paused for a moment before moving on the the more difficult question. “Is it silly? No. There is something wise about not making big changes during times of upheaval. That said, college degrees are good for one thing. Getting someone to hire you and the reality is that most media jobs require day work. With your umm limitations I don’t see how you’d pull that off”. He looked at her and noticed a wave of sadness come over her face as she contemplated the reality he laid out before her. “The good news is that independent journalism has never been more popular. With nobody trusting the mainstream media anymore there is opportunity there that you don’t need a degree for. You already know enough to do the work and we can work out a payment plan for some private lessons.” He pulled her in playfully and kissed her neck trying to punctuate his thoughts with a lighter moment.
 
Lacey listens to him there and did get sad. Then she listened more. There was a confused look at him. "I'm going to pay you, for private lessons?" A subtle peer into his eyes then. "..I guess.." Said even as he kisses her neck softly. "..I've got a few hundred, I could give you now."

That hand of hers seeking to stray to the phone which was only a short distance away. Yes, she figured he was serious about charging her. As she held it there, there was a quiet look at him for a moment. As she went about opening up her banking app. "Do you know your numbers? The account and BSB?"

Apparently he'd sidetracked her a little too well by prodding her even playfully about money for lessons.
 
“Oh I’m not talking about money.” He said with a chuckle as he kissed her neck letting his hands travel inside her shirt and up her back. “Your money is no good here!” He clearly his delivery of sexual innuendo needed some brushing up.
 
Lacey slowly looks up from the phone in her hands. "Oh." At first, it was a quiet Oh, then the meaning seemed to sink into her mind, and that poor phone fell, bouncing off a cushion and skidding across the floor of his basement office. "...Oh..." There was a clear interest in that voice then, as she gave a sudden giggle and sought to run her fingers through his hair while squirming on his lap. "...Yes..." purred at him, as she smiles brightly.
 
His hands traveling up further he pushed the tee shirt up and off as she raised her arms to let it pass. His arms supported her back as he leaned her backwards letting his lips travel to her breasts. She placed her hands on his knees behind her to brace herself as her head fell back pressing her chest toward him further, offering it to him. She could feel his hands brush against her knees beside his hips and lifted hers just enough to let his boxers pass beneath them. Feeling his cock being positioned to enter her she lowered her hips taking him into her.
 
All those actions in the end drew a soft moan out of Lacey, as she pressed herself down, feeling his hard cock sliding up into her deeper. "Oh, Jason..." Her hands were still on his knees, and that back still arched some. Red hair shivering against her back like little fingertips.
 
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