Child of the Night (Closed for Lotus_Maiden)

Jack looked over at the redhead again as Raven broke their kiss. He checked her out and could tell she hadn't been drinking. Perhaps she was a DD for the night, which meant she might not get to have a huge random hookup like her friends are probably going to do. The down side, of course, was that she was sober so she was aware of what was going on around her.

Jack made his way to the bar and sat near her. He gave her a slight wave with his hand. He watched as she waved back. He ordered a drink and a club soda for her. He figured going the DD route and being somewhat honest would be the best chance. He also knew that she probably wasn't going to survive past the night. He waited until after she got her drink to move closer. "Hi, I'm Jack," he told her. He figured the blunt and honest apporach was going to be the best he could do. "I'm just going to be honest and say you look very lovely tonight. And seeing how you probably haven't been drinking at all tonight I'm just going to throw it out there. Today is my birthday and my girlfriend," he said as he pointed over to Raven, "is allowing me to hook up with someone. There might be the chance that she joins us, but I wouldn't mind if you didn't." By this time his hand was on her knee, gently caressing it as it slowly made it's way higher. He leaned in closer to her and whispered in her ear, "the south-side stairwell is usually empty and a good place to makeout at. That's how I met my girl," he told her. Jack hoped that she was willing to go with him, he could almost smell the desperation that she had with knowing she wouldn't be getting drunk tonight.
 
The redhead was taken a back at first, then she was impressed by Jack's gentlemanly and honesty. "Thanks, Jack," she sipped on tbe club soda he bought her. "I'm Scarlett." She then looked at Raven, who waved while danced with a random guy. "Your girlfriend sounds awesome, birthday boy."

Scarlett thought over his offer and decided to go for it. Her friends were on the dance floor, half drunk, and dry humping on random guys while she was sober and neglected. Besides, Jack was a cutie. How could one say no to a birthday boy right? "What are we waiting for then. Lets get you to that present."

She took his drink and downed the glass; figured one wouldn't be bad and had plenty of time to sober up.
 
"Nice to meet you, Scarlett," he said as he took her hand and kissed it lightly. "She is very awesome. Very unique as well," he told her as he continued to hold her hand. He watched as Scarlett grabbed his drink and downed it with ease. "Yes, lets," he said as she mentioned not wanting to wait. As she was taking her drink he looked over at Raven and gave her a wink to indicate that everything was good.

He followed Scarlett to the south-side exit and opened the door for her. The stairwell was extremely desserted with no hint of a security camera or anyone around which made it very oppertunistic for him and Raven. Once they got down to an open area between the stairs Jack pushed Scarlett agaisnt the wall and started to kiss her deeply. He could taste the mositness from her lips along with the remaining traces of alcohol as he moved his hands down her body and grabbed her hips.

As they continued to kiss Jacks hands moved from her hips to her tight ass. He gave it a nice firm squeeze as he started to kiss lower. As he started to kiss around the neck he could feel the veins start to move faster as her heart rate increased. He wondered how much more clear this was to Raven. He moved his hands up Scarlett's back and found the zipper for her dress. Jack slowly undid it, taking his time as he watched it fall off. The fact that she didn't have a bra on was an indication that she wasn't planning on being the DD for the night. He started to make his way down her body, kissing her breasts as he heard Raven's footsteps as she started to come down.
 
Raven caught Jack’s wink and smiled at his cockiness. She watched him walking and disappearing into the south door with the redhead. She didn’t follow them immediately and continued to dance, giving him time to have some fun first.

After a couple songs, she headed to the south-side stairway. She didn’t even try to be discrete opening the door. The loud music immediately filled desert staircase. Scarlett’s moans broadcast their position loud and clear. Raven was behind the naked redhead within a flash. “Mmm. You work fast, Jack,” she chuckled.

Scarlett was surprised but a third presence but her concern quickly faded as Raven’s cold white hand reached around and grabbed the girl’s breast while he kissed the other one. She kissed the nape of her neck and suckled on her earlobe. Her other hand slipped down between the readhead’s thighs. Her fingers scrapped the burning and slipper valley. She inserted two fingers in easily. Scarlett whimpered from all the stimulation. Her hear pounded quicker and louder, pumping blood throughout her body like crazy.

“Feel that, Jack? The more aroused they are, the more delicious they taste. Know where’s the best part on a female?” Raven ran her fingers through his hair and nudged his head downward. “Between our thighs." Her fingers slipped in and out of Scarlett's pussy slowly while her thumb rubbed the clitoris. "A mixture of all sort of fluids. Have a taste.”

“Yes, yes. Taste. Eat me, please,” the girl agreed, oblivious of the insinuation of the couple’s words.
 
Jack watched as Raven started to move her hand down Scarlett's body. There was a nice soft moan as she started to finger the stranger. He stopped sucking on her breast and got down on his knees, moving one of her legs over his shoulder as he began to lick Scarlett's wet pussy. His tongue started to make its way into her. He was surprised at how much he could feel her body pulsate, her blood sounding more clear as it started to pump faster through her body.

As he continued to eat her out he knew that it was probably going to be short lived. There would be no doubt that Raven would start to drink from her soon. However, in the mean time he was enjoying feeling Scarlett's wet juices start to cover his face. He could tell that she was on the verge of a very nice orgasm. He wasn't sure if he would get to taste her sweet cum or not. At the same time he had moved one hand up and started to rub her clit, slowly at first, then starting to go faster.
 
Raven fondled with the human’s breast while the other hand ran through Jack’s hair and pressed him closer to Scarlett’s snatch. “Oh, yes Jack. Don’t stop,” she whispered with the girl’s earlobe between her lips.

Scarlett moaned louder. Her heart raced, bumping blood like a noisy bullet train. Just listening and feeling the veins, Raven’s own body vibrated with pleasure. Her lips kissed down the nape of her neck while her hand slid across her mouth, gagging and bending her head for better access. The vampire’s sharp teeth sunk in quickly and deeply into the flesh. It took the redhead a few second before she felt the pain and struggled to break free. It was all in vain though.

Blood gushed and trickled down her skin as Raven sucked and drank. She stopped and called to Jack, “Come. Taste her.”

Scarlett was still alive, barely. She was too weak to move or scream. She could only moan, but it wasn’t of pleasure but of pain and fear now.
 
Jack could feel Scarlett tense as Raven ran her fingers in his hair, pushing his face deeper. There wasn't any cum, however, a few moments later he heard Raven call him to taste Scarlett. He was wondering if she was a bit jealous by killing her before Scarlett could cum.

As he pulled his head back, he started to get up. As he did he saw the blood still pouring out of Scarlett's body as he heard her moan in pain. Curious to see if there was some jealously, he gave Scarlett a kiss before he began to drink her blood.

The blood tasted warm at first. He wasn't sure how her blood would affect his as he continued to drink it. He looked at Raven as he finished drinking. He could hear the faintest of faint pulses stem from Scarlett as there was no doubt she would be dead shortly.

He stepped back so that Raven could do what she normally did with her victims when they were about to pass. "Is her blood going to affect mine?" Jack asked after a few moments.
 
Raven scoffed when Jack kissed the human first before drank her blood. While he sucked on her neck, her cold hand found the girl’s snatch, still warm and wet. She inserted her fingers as her thumb probed her back side. Scarlett wasn’t only in pain from the gaping wound on her neck, but also in pleasure from the fondling. Her fluids gushed, which caused her blood to bump and drip out of her exposed vines more. At least she died a happy death. She got to have an orgasm one last time.

Raven shook her head at his question. “No. Your own blood always overtakes foreign ones, unless it’s from someone like me.”

She leaned over the dead girl’s shoulder to kiss his bloody lips. She asked between their sloppy smacking, “How does it feel? Feeding from a live animal?”
 
Jack could tell that there was a degree of displeasure by her scoff while he kissed Scarlett. When he heard some other pitches of moaning coming from her he looked at Raven, noting the fact she was giving her an orgasm.

He looked over at Raven as she answered his question. "I guess I didn't know if I had to drink some of your blood to filter out hers," he said as he watched her hold the now dead body up. As she leaned over the body to kiss him, he kissed her back.

Jack looked at Raven as he answered her question. "I never thought I would do anything like this," he admitted. He could feel his body start to get a bit stronger, his pulse a bit more alive. He looked down at the pile of cum mixed with the pool of blood. "You really couldn't let me make her cum first?" He asked her bluntly. He was wondering what kind of answer she would get and with what kind of tone.
 
Raven laughed at his blunt question. “To someone like me, blood is more important. The closer you get them to orgasm, the sweeter the blood taste. If you bite after they’ve cum, they’re already off their high. It tainted the taste. Besides.”

She licked one of her fingers that were coated with the dead girl’s juice. She smirked, “Mine taste better. Don’t you agree?” She let the body slump, stepped over the hump as pushed him back against the wall. She had to use more force to move him since he was somewhat stronger and could resist her more. She smeared her wet fingers across his bottom lip and waited for his verdict.

“If it’s cum that you want, then,” she pushed him down to his knees, “you may have mine.”
 
Jack got down on his knees, a bit surprised that she had to make an effort. As soon as he was right next to her crotch he started to take off her leather pants and began to slowly eat her out.

At the same time he stated to push a finger in Raven's pussy. He was a bit surprised at the fact that she was a little wet. He started to groan a little bit as he continued to eat her out while fingering her. There was no way he was going to stop until she came for him.
 
Raven stepped out of the leather pants after he had rolled it off her. A leg hiked over his shoulder and rested against the wall behind him. Even though she had heel on and stood on one foot, her balance was quiet sturdy. She moaned and encouraged him, “Yes. Jack. Yess. Just like that. Don’t stop.” Her fingers combed through his hair and held onto his head like she needed support.

His tongue and finger worked beautifully in sync. He lapped her, tasted her nectar, and suck on her pussy, eating her wonderfully. It didn’t take long for Raven to reach her climax. Her pussy pulsed widely as juices gushed all over his face. “Yeeeeessssssssssss,” she breathed ecstatically as she rode out the orgasm. Jack had proven not to be an invaluable food source, but also an excellent lover.

She hooked a finger under his chin and rose him high enough for her to kiss his wet, sloppy lips. She licked her own fluid off his cheeks. “Mmmm, see what you’ve been missing out, Jack? The night life ain’t too bad huh?” she smirked.
 
Jack rose as he finished drinking Raven's cum. As he got up he looked deeply into her eyes and kissed her back as soon as she kissed him. He let their saliva mix as he allowed her to lick part of her cum from him.

He wasn't sure if he was getting another surge of power from the blood, Raven's juices or perhaps both. Though he felt strong he still felt weak under her control to a degree.

"No, it isn't," Jack replied as he looked over her partially naked and bloodied body. As he looked down he saw the body of Scarlett, still on the ground, lifeless. "So what do we do with her remains?" he asked as he looked up at her again. This time his hands found their way onto her hips.
 
Raven shrugged at his inquiry about the corpse. “Nothing. Let them take care of it. They haven’t caught me all this years. Another one dead body won’t make or break the case. Let’s enjoy more of the nightlife before day break.” In a blink of an eye, she had already fixed her pants and appeared at the bottom of the staircase.

Though it was dark, she could see just fine. Looking up at Jack, she purred, “Come.” She waited for him before pushed the door under the broken exit light and went back out into the night sky.
 
Jack watched as Raven moved so quickly down the stairs. The only good thing is that he was able to see her move this time. If it were just a few days ago it would be a completely different story.

Jack tried to follow suit with going just as fast. He knew she had a strong advantage on him, however, that didn't mean he was going to not try to impress her.

"How was that?" Jack asked as he stopped just short of Raven. In all honesty he was just glad he didn't run into her. "Where to next?" he inquired as they started to walk outside.
 
Out of habit, Raven used her vamperic speed as she zoomed along the empty alley way. She stopped right before the corner that leads into the busy street. It did surprise her when Jack appeared next to her so quickly, almost run into her. She knew her blood gives him temporary enhancements but didn’t expect it to be this dire. It must be the special blood, Rh-null, that amplified the supernatural enhancements in his body.

“That wasn’t bad at all. I’m a little impressed actually,” she complimented. She hooked her arm around his and walked them into the street, blending in with mortal night owls.

“Where do you want to go?” she answered his inquiry with a question. “More dancing? Chow? Normal human kind. Test out other ‘v’ perks?” Her fingers air-quoted on the ‘v.’
 
"I want to see what more of these perks can do," Jack said as Raven placed her arm around his. He leaned over and kissed her cheek as they tried to look like more of a "couple" to avoid any suspicion.

"So show me where you usually go to use your powers," he said, "than we can get some food." They both continued to walk, though the pace seemed to be a bit more brisk. "Than maybe fuck you before we call it a night. Do I get to sleep in your bed tonight with you?" Jack inquired with a small smile as they continued to walk around .
 
Racheal, 22, dance student

Raven took Jack under her wings. More accurately, she kept him under her fangs. He was cooperative at first and had enjoyed being her sex and blood slave even. The nocturnal life wasn’t for everyone though. Not even an ex-soldier could escape the huge lifestyle difference and deprivation of normalcy. It took a toll on his emotion and mentality; to the point that he tried to end his life. Out of desperation, attachment and possibly a hint of love, Raven turned him before he succumbed to the darkness forever.

The vampire had turned many of her preys before. However, she didn’t consider that none had the type of blood like his. Just as he drank her, she felt much weaker than a normal feeding. When she went to stop him, surprisingly she found herself at his mercy. Her super strength was gone and influence over her prey waned. She just couldn’t stop him, and he didn’t stop. Once he finally did, he found himself on top of a dead, for good, corpse. With his master gone, he was free to experience this new life on his own.

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Rachael Kingston had the whole dance studio to herself. She practiced her forms and routine. Not only her recital was coming up, but her performance also would determine her acceptance to Julliards for next semester or not. Even though at 22 and had been attending the prestige school for the past 3 years, she was still very nervous. She practiced whenever she can and into the wee hours. Next thing she knew, it was already 11 PM. She was the only one left in the dark building.

She was spent, out of breath, sweaty and aching all over. She finally decided to call it night. Putting on some warm cloth and then picking up her duffle bag, she headed out. The campus was empty as well. With the exception of a few street lights, the night was very dark. The moon hid behind thick dark clouds, which were threatening to rain. The cool air surrounded her, sending chills down her spine, as she continued to her car.

Then, something ruffled behind her. She turned to look but saw nothing. Then a shadow moved in her peripheral. Just as she adjusted her sight, there was nothing but bushes and shrubberies. She took a deep breath and told herself, Stop spooking yourself. It’s just the wind.

She quickened her pace, practically jogged across the parking lot. Her yellow Beatle was the only left. She fished for her keys and started the engine remotely when it was within range. She was so closed to her getaway car…
 
Jack woke up to the setting sun. He stretched out as he stood up from his coffin in the basement of the cabin that was a memory of his past life. Ever since he became turned and killed Raven, he had spent most of his time out in the woods. At first it was for him to connect with nature and to learn to harness his newfound powers on non-humans. He also decided this place was good since, over the past three years, he could take a few victims here and leave a bloody mess with the corpse and make it seem as if it were haunted. Since then, the owners gave up on it and he has been able to rest peacefully.

Every now and then, he would make the occasional trip to the city to visit Raven’s loft where she lived. He had managed to move all of the money and assets in her name over to him. How she got such wealth use to puzzle him, now he didn’t care. He had a place to call his own in two areas and, ever since he was formally pronounced missing, he could live how he wanted to. Tonight, he would be visiting the city to stay there for a few days.

As the darkness started to consume the night some more, he headed out, running faster than he ever imagined, and making wonderful time. As he got back to the city, not a whole lot had changed. There were a few stores that had closed or re-opened as something else. He casually began to walk around, seeing what had been going on, if there would be a huge spike in tourism to where no one would notice if a “visitor” managed to disappear. While he walked down the semi-busy streets, his jeans and black t-shirt clenched against his skin, he noticed it was not as busy as he had thought.

As he made his way to the apartment, he was somewhat displeased with the lack of choices. It was a weekend, after all. He was thinking as to what could be going on during a Friday night to where not a lot of people were out. “Maybe some sporting event or concert is going on,” he thought to himself as he was beginning to walk past the college campus. Just then, he thought he saw something. As he looked he smiled in delight a little bit.

To the naked eye, not many people would’ve seen the young girl walking alone down the next street. However, he was used to seeing at night now, it almost looked as clear as day to him. He saw as she started looking around, probably noting no one else was nearby. He made a quick dash towards her to get a better look while still keeping his distance. The newly formed gust of wind that his speed produced must’ve spooked her since it seemed to rustle some of bushes. He watched as she started to run to her car. He also watched as she remotely started it. “Not only a good looking snack, but also very smart,” he thought to himself.

Without any effort, he moved from his current spot to the yellow Beatle. He pressed Racheal against her car before she could open the door. He looked at her and gave her a smile, holding back his fangs. “So, what’s a pretty little girl like you doing out here all by yourself?” he asked as he looked her over. He could tell by her smell, particularly of sweat, that she was somewhat exhausted. Though it took a little bit of the fun out of the chase, he still didn’t mind having an easy prey every now and then. Jack also made no effort to hide that he was starting to check her out as he shifted his body to block the car door handle.
 
Her fingers were only inches away from the handle when a powerful gust came up behind her. She managed to spin around before it pinned her. She was mistaken. It was no random act of Mother Nature. It was a man, a very pale man at that, keeping her sandwich between him and the car.* Despite the creepy introduction, he was pretty damn handsome with ruggedly and bad-boy appeal, seductive even.* At first look, she was attracted to his appearance, her gut told her to keep away.

He was trouble. Whether if he a pety thief or mad rapist, she wanted to part of it.

She sidestepped away from his shifting body. She reached into her back while snapped back, “Not looking for you, that’s for sure.” As quickly as she could, she pulled out a pepper spray and fired right at his eyes.

Without waiting to see if it was a hit or miss, she turned and ran back toward the way she had trekked from. Fortunately, the startle gave her a jolt of energy. Her adrenaline kicked into her gear. Her blood was pumping and heart racing.

She needed to get into the building, lock herself in and call for help. Out of all the days, she had chosen today to forget to charge her phone, which was laying uselessly in her bag.
 
Jack watched as Racheal reacted as he tried to pin her to the car. The good thing about spending so much time out in the wild was that he had plenty of time to hone in on his senses. As he watched, he saw her hand slowly go back behind her. Though he figured she wasn’t armed, he figured she might have something up her sleeve.

A small, fake frown formed on his face as she stated she wasn’t looking for him. “Awww, your words,” he said in an icy breath, “they hurt so much.” He watched as she pulled out the pepper spray and shoots it in his direction. There wasn’t a whole lot of action as he dodged out of the way of the liquid stream approaching him. As he regained his composure from avoiding the pepper spray, he watched as Rachael started to run back towards the building.

“Why are you going to make this so hard on yourself?” he called out as he watched her run. The effort would be very minimal to beat her to the door of the building. He allowed her to get close before he made a quick dash to beat her to it. Jack started to fix his hair as he stopped, looking at Racheal as she started to get closer. “Again,” he said without sounding anything like he was short of breath, “you don’t need to make this harder on yourself, love,” he pointed out with a slight grin.
 
Rachael heard his voice but didn’t process the words. Getting away was the only thing on her mind at the moment. Her heart skipped a beat, thinking she was almost there. The front door was only an arm’s length away.

“What the!” The stranger wedged in between, appearing out of nowhere. She made quick glance back at the parking lot. It was empty. He wasn’t there anymore. He was in front of her now. How was that possible?

“How. How did you?” She stammered, backing away from him once again and pointing the spray at him. “Stay back!” she warned. She swallowed hard as those smoky eyes stared at her. “Who. Who are you? What do you want from me?”
 
Jack was starting to lose interest in chasing down his snack and was staring to get hungry. He looked back at her after she looked at the parking lot, their eyes meeting. He started to try and control her with his stare, making it as hypnotic as possible. “Lower the can,” he commanded while still trying to win her over with his charm. He was surprised that it seemed like her will was stronger than he had anticipated.

Jack decided not to answer the questions she was asking. Instead, as he watched some of his influence start to take over her body, he thought about what she was wearing. “Such a lovely beauty,” he said to himself. “I really don’t want to damage this lovely specimen.” As he was looking at her, he still moved closer to her lovely body, his hands on her hips.

As his hands made their way onto her hips, he started to push down on her pants and panties. By the time she would realize what was happening, Jack had already gotten down on his knees and bit one of her inner thighs. He could feel his fangs sink easily into her skin, her blood starting to flow out of the two puncture holes in her. Racheal’s blood tasted so sweet and warm as he started to drink it. It was some of the most exquisite that he had tasted in a while. He decided not to take too much, just enough to weaken her, both mentally and physically.

As he stood back up, he looked back into her eyes. He could see how they were a little glazed over, possibly from a euphoric rush that she had just experienced. Jack’s track record of keeping people alive wasn’t very high, in all honesty. “You will call me Master for the time being. Do you understand?” he asked as he noted that her face was a little bit paler. “What is your name?” he asked with genuine curiosity in his voice.
 
Rachael felt strange. She wanted to stop but her legs wouldn’t budge anymore. As matter of fact, she couldn’t control a muscle. As if they had a mind of their own and didn’t want to stir. She stood still, feeling drowsy but fully awake at the same time. He, on the other hand, was able to move freely. He came closer and touched her. Before she could say a word, her tights and underwear pooled around her knees.

She stammered when he got down on his knees. “Hey. Hey. What are. Are you doing?” She tried to resist but ended up standing still. Feeling the sharp pain on her thigh, she winced and grasped.

She thought to herself, What is this guy doing? Sucking my blood? He’s mad!

As he drank, there was a rush of strange sensation wash over her. Her mind was now having a mind of its own now. Oddly, all these strangeness suddenly didn’t seem so strange. Her lips moved. “I understand, Master.” Her voice sounded like foreign so where her words.

What are you doing? Don’t tell him your---. She answered, “Rachael Kingston. Friends call me Rach.”

Run, Rach. Run. He’s a psycho! She didn’t move an inch.
 
Jack looked at Racheal as he licked the remaining blood from his lips as he looked at his new “toy” to play with. “For the next twelve hours you’ll be listening to me,” he told her in a commanding voice, “do you understand, Racheal?” he asked wanting to listen to her response. “And what should I call you, Racheal?” he added, wondering what her response was going to be given that she still had a little bit of free will.

The good thing is that though he would give her some free will with her speech, he didn’t have to worry about chasing her anymore. As he got back down, he re-bit her thigh again, taking some more before pulling her panties and tights up. When Jack made sure that she looked appropriate again he took her arm. “Come on,” he said to her, “You’re going to take me back to your place so we can have a bit of fun before you go to sleep for the night.”

Jack escorted Racheal back to her car and helped her in. Compared to just minutes ago, there was a very stark and contrasting view to how she approached her car. He got in and sat down in the passenger’s seat as she started the car and began to drive.
 
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