The Turning

[DeliciousMaiden]

"I know only that my life will be emptier if you decide not to turn.
Having known you only to lose you, that would be Hell."

She knew already that she would not do that to him, but her mind had to catch up with what her heart had already more or less decided.

"I would dearly love to know you better, and these two weeks are a good opportunity for this. You are indeed wise beyond your years Natasha. Your family and your past made you who you are today. No one is without flaw, and who would want to be flawless? Flaws and quirks, these are the spices of every personality, to distinguish one from the other."

She was far from perfect, in fact many of her friends thought she was unduly detached, cold even. It was just that she had a long history of protecting herself from being hurt ...

"From the way you speak about the men in your life it sounds like you've been most unlucky. Never loved once? It's a sin. But every sin can be redeemed.
And I very much want to be that redemption."

Her eyes lifted to his as his body shifted slightly. He was so close to her, his lips a short distance from her lips. His eyes searched hers, though she wasn't sure what it was he wanted from her. Lightly she brushed her lips over his. Was it a kiss he wanted, or was it more ... either way she had decided to trust him and was not going to run from him again ...

 

[Niceandbrutal]

She had answered him.

He leaned in, certain she would not pull away from him.
His lips touched hers and he felt a jolt through his body, the like of which he'd never felt before. He leaned into her, growing bolder. He gripped her shoulders, stroking her arms.

He pulled away.

"Are you certain you want to feed me, Natasha? Say yes now and I can't hold back. I thirst and hunger for you, I wish to consummate. Will you, truly?"

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

The light touch intensified instantly, a reaction so out of proportion for the mere brushing of their lips. It was he who pressed closer, his kiss demanding, his hands grabbing her shoulders, then as if to reassure her, the light stroking of her arms. She was breathless when he pulled away, his eyes boring into hers.

"Are you certain you want to feed me, Natasha?"

Instinctively she had known a simple kiss would not suffice and yet it was she who had initiated two now.

"Say yes now and I can't hold back. I thirst and hunger for you, I wish to consummate. Will you, truly?"

His words were raw with need. Could she give her body to feed him, to him to penetrate? Yet as his eyes locked with hers, it seemed the 'calling' intensified and instead she asked herself, how could she not.

"Yes, Benoit ... I will ... "

She told him softly, her voice holding the slightest tremor as she consented.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Voice thick with emotion, Benoît replied:
"You make me very happy. I will be gentle."

He gazed into her eyes and implored her:
"Let yourself go. Trust in my embrace."

He leaned in to kiss her again, gentler now that she had given final consent. Now it was all about her and her enjoyment of the embrace.

His hands started roaming her body. He paid close attention to her reactions as he sought out the erogenous zones. His hands swept over her throat and ears before they gently stroked and massaged her shoulders.

Then he gently stroked her flanks, watching for signs of being ticklish. A sure sign of a soft spot to be exploited. Ever so gently, not wanting to rush anything he searched out her breasts. And always gauging her reactions, wanting more than anything to pleasure her, to trust in him.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"You make me very happy. I will be gentle."

He had told her that once she consented, he could not hold back, so she had not expected that he could be gentle.

"Let yourself go. Trust in my embrace."

His eyes held her own. She shivered in nervous anticipation, and took a steadying breath, resolved to follow through on the offer she had made. His kiss was gentle and tender. Her eyes fluttered closed as she gave herself up to its enjoyment. His hands began to move over her body, stroking, the touch so light, his cool fingertips drawing soft murmurs as they grazed her sensitive ears and neck. His hands felt as if they were all over her, learning the lines of her body, taking his time in away she had never imagined he would. She groaned as his hands reached her breasts, the generous curves seeming to swell against his palms and fingers.

"Mmmm... Benoit... "

She murmured softly, her back arching slightly, her whole body feeling like it was pulsing with sensitivity ...

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"Darling Natasha, how sweet you are in your passion."

Benoît started nibbling her ears and neck as his hands sought out the releases of her corset. He alternated now between nibbling on her ears and neck and kissing her full on the mouth, enjoying the whimpers and moans of passion emanating from her.

Her corset loose, his hands went inside and sought out her breasts, cupping them and enjoying the warmth and heft of those marvelous supple globes. They were soft to the touch, her nipples hardening. He removed the corset and admired her full breasts before tasting them and handling them. He lost himself in the softness and the smell of her skin and the hardening of her nipples.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"Darling Natasha, how sweet you are in your passion."

His words of admiration made her body flare all the more. He was a stranger to her, yet it was as if she had known him for many years. He seemed to know instinctively just how to coax her body to arousal.

His mouth was light as it teased her ears and neck, drawing soft whimpers as her sensitive skin reacted to his touch. His mouth moved to hers swallowing her sighs only to return to torture her so deliciously once more.

Somehow her corset was loosened enabling him access. A gasp escaped her as he reached out, his hands cupping and lifting them free of those confines. For long moments he took in the sight of her as she breathed rapidly, her breasts rising and falling as she flushed rosily in response to his admiration. The contrast of cool hands on warm flesh urged Natasha's nipples to harden even more, peaking the generous swell of flesh that she offered to him to handle as he would.

He had urged her to let herself go and to trust him and so she made no attempt to prevent his exploration of her, the advance of his hands and mouth tasting at will, drawing a low moan from her as his mouth finally lowered to her breasts to taste and tongue them causing heat to sear through her body, as she quivered helplessly in response.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Benoît savored every little moment of exploring Natasha's body, her responses to his touch sweeter and more unrestrained than he'd dared hope after his initial blunders. He was left almost speechless but for her name which he repeated over and over again like a sacred spell. "Natasha... "

His hands delved deeper, helping Natasha free from all her garments. She was completely bare before him, looking vulnerable as she gave a slight shiver either from lust or cold. He placed his hands under and around her and lifted her from the couch as easily as one would lift a kitten. He carried her to his bed and gently laid her down, kissing her all the while.

He rested on top of her, caressing her body with his hands and mouth again. He visited old haunts and visited areas new to him as he neared her softest parts. He hesitated and lingered before slowly giving oral attention to her lower lips and her little bud that screamed for attention.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Over and over he murmured her name; his voice, his hands, his mouth entrancing her as she offered no resistance to the way he pulled at the fastenings of her garments, peeling them away from her body layer by layer to leave her naked before him. He seemed to take a step away from her, as if to admire his handiwork as she stood before him a tremor running through her body at the expression in his eyes; that fearful form he had taken still did not return, but there was something passionately feral in the hunger with which his eyes took in the sight of her.

And then that small gap was closed between them and his hands went to capture and lift her body, carrying her in his arms as he moved towards the vast black bed. His kisses were sweet and tender, the plush bedding cushioning her as he lay her upon it.

The light pressure of his body covering hers kept Natasha in place as his hands began once more to move along her body, the path followed by his mouth as he kissed and licked and stroked coaxing her body to quiver and arch and drawing soft gasps and whimpers from her as he paid such attention to her.

Her body felt as if it were afire, slowly he had fanned the flames of her arousal, yet only when he eased lower, his mouth finally moving between her legs did she cry out, the jolt of arousal so intense, much more so than she had ever known.

"Benoit ... oh ... "

She squirmed as he licked her, his tongue flicking and tasting before his mouth moved more purposefully as if to drink from the molten pool she knew was flowing from her core. Her sex fluttered and ached, reducing her to incoherent moans as she too repeated his name over and over as if begging him for more ....

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Benoît deemed her ready for consumption. As she arched and moaned beneath him, he felt for the first time in his long un-life a trepidation. He had done this to many women many a time, but he was suddenly worried that he would cause her harm. But if she were ever to be turned as his willing partner, he had to show her that he was to be trusted.

"You are ready, darling. This will only sting a little."

He sought out her neck, all the while never ceasing his caresses of her body. He found the warmth at the crook of her neck and made his way upwards, to better find the bloodvessel he now craved to drink from. He found the spot. He unfastened his pants, his engorged member ready to enter her and heal her. Then he clamped down and pierced her skin with his fangs. As he started to drink the coppery sweet nectar that was her blood, he again pierced her in a way more pleasing to both of them

In the throes of real passion, different than the animalistic lust he felt for his normal victims, he understood what he'd missed, what even Madeleine hadn't been able to give him. As he entered Natasha and started moving and thrusting against her, he almost wept with joy as he understood what it was to make love, not only to copulate.

As his pace quickened, he felt the wound starting to close, little by little. He was relieved. He kept drinking from her. He kept making love to her. He was content.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"You are ready, darling. This will only sting a little."

His soft voice reassured her. In their passion she had all but forgotten just where this was leading. She experienced a frisson of fear, but such was her arousal, her need for him that it was fleeting.

Rather than flinch as he moved to her neck, her body arched as he stroked her. She felt his breath caress that so sensitive skin of her neck and ease higher, seeking the spot he sought. She was aware of his hands moving then to his pants, pulling his cock free in readiness for feeding ...

Natasha gave a soft cry as his teeth entered her skin; the sensation was sharp, but as he readjusted and sank his fangs deeper, latching on hungrily, the suction drawing her hot blood from that vein, causing a sensation that was darkly sensual. Her neck had always been sensitive, yet this had a dark intensity which seemed to rock her to the core.

And then he entered her.

His cock was thick and iron hard, yet slid easily into her molten sex. His thrusts slowly deliberate feeling every inch of him as he made hot passionate love to her even as he feasted upon her lifeblood. That dual connection was more intense than Natasha had ever experienced. She arched, her body offered up willingly as he moved faster inside her, her head tipped, her hair clear of the tender neck savouring that dark pleasure as he drank from her.

She was close, so close and she craved release.

"Ohhh... yes... Benoit .... "

She moaned as finally her body tensed, holding immobile for long seconds before her whole body began to rock in release. All she could do was cling to him, to cry out his name. Her body was beyond her own control. It rose and fell and spasmed and released to the rhythm Benoit dictated.

Finally she collapsed beneath him, dazed and disorientated from the power of her release which had been so much more than she could ever have imagined possible.

She was his, she had given herself freely and fully ...

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Her own release quickened his own as the wound closed on her neck. His mouth lingered as he savoured the aftertaste of her precious blood. She was more sensitive to the feeding than his regular victims were, her pleasure seemingly more intense and profound than any he had seen from his cattle, as he thought of his regular food supply.

As she ebbed out in her throes of her extacy he felt the constriction of his scrotum as he himself came inside her warmth. Again, the feeling was far more intense with her than he'd ever experienced with anyone else. As he spent inside her, his vision blurred and he collapsed at her side, overcome with emotions and weariness.

He reached for her and embraced her, his post-orgasmic glow more delicious than anything he remembered. For the longest time he held her and gently rocked her, his happiness for having found her immeasurable.

"I can not begin to tell you what an experience this was for me, my dear. Words fail to describe the sensations I just experienced. But I am more sure than ever that I want you to turn. Not only for me, but I suspect for both of us."

He kissed her and held her again, silent and happy.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

She felt him fill her and then collapse beside her. For long moments they lay side by side before he reached out and held her, their bodies pressing together, his arms rocking her gently as if to still, her soothe her and reassure. Yet, she had no regrets .......

"I can not begin to tell you what an experience this was for me, my dear.
Words fail to describe the sensations I just experienced. But I am more sure than ever that I want you to turn. Not only for me, but I suspect for both of us."

She savoured his kiss and lay beside him thinking through his words.

"But ... if I turn ... then you cannot feed from me again...?"

She asked uncertainly.

"... that was ... incredible, Benoit ... "

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"No, feeding off each other after the turning is not possible. It might even prove fatal. But we can still make love. And my love for you is such that I now with certainty can say that you're the only person I've ever made love to. The others I have just... copulated with."

"And thank you for your generous assessment of our lovemaking. It was unlike anything I've ever done before."

He let out a contented sigh, then he started,

"You aren't going to change your mind, are you?"

Anxiety crept into his voice again.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"No, feeding off each other after the turning is not possible. It might even prove fatal. But we can still make love. And my love for you is such that I now with certainty can say that you're the only person I've ever made love to. The others I have just... copulated with."

She sighed sadly a life time of copulation didn't sound ideal...

"And thank you for your generous assessment of our lovemaking.
It was unlike anything I've ever done before."

She was glad that he had found it special too.

"You aren't going to change your mind, are you?"

She considered his question.

"Not about being with you no ... I just need to ... understand ...
This was so good ... wouldn't you be as happy if we just continued like this ... with no turning..."

 

[Niceandbrutal]

This was so good ... wouldn't you be as happy if we just continued like this ... with no turning...

"Truthfully? No. It would break my heart if you ignored The Call. We would be together for as long as you lived, but you'd eventually die, leaving a black hole inside of me I don't think I could ever fill again. I would be a hollow husk, just existing, not really living, and you'd be dead forever. And that is the choice you will have to make. A normal life and death eternal or death by my hand followed by a life eternal. I had no choice, I'm not sure I would have elected the life I have. But I do know I came to relish the hyper-acuteness of my senses."

"ALL of my senses" he added meaningfully. "Although I was distraught at being turned without having a say in the matter, I relished the acuteness of my senses. I can hear your heart as we speak or I can tune it out if I so desire. I can see in the dark. I smelled your arousal as you yourself became aware of it. Your touch, although light sends me into throes of delight. And as for lovemaking, it is altogether enhanced."

"I have promised you two weeks, and I am willing to give you more than that if you should so desire. If you want to experience pleasures you can only partake in as a mortal I will gladly fund you, that you may explore these pleasures. One condition only, that I come with you and feed off you while possible, and that you not be jealous of me when I feed from others. For me, they are now naught but food. You my dear, is my love."

He stroked her cheek slowly, looking into her eyes. "I will grant you this to prove my love for you."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"Truthfully? No. It would break my heart if you ignored The Call. We would be together for as long as you lived, but you'd eventually die, leaving a black hole inside of me I don't think I could ever fill again. I would be a hollow husk, just existing, not really living, and you'd be dead forever."

She lay in his arms as he spoke of The Call, given what they had just shared, it wasn't something she could deny.

"And that is the choice you will have to make. A normal life and death eternal or death by my hand followed by a life eternal."

To be with her, he had to kill her. She shivered, a reaction not entirely fearful.

"I had no choice, I'm not sure I would have elected the life I have. But I do know I came to relish the hyper-acuteness of my senses... ALL of my senses ... Although I was distraught at being turned without having a say in the matter, I relished the acuteness of my senses."

She turned to face him as he continued.

"I can hear your heart as we speak or I can tune it out if I so desire. I can see in the dark. I smelled your arousal as you yourself became aware of it. Your touch, although light sends me into throes of delight. And as for lovemaking, it is altogether enhanced."

Their love making had indeed been incredible. And if it felt like that now then when they were truly together, how much more could it be...?

"I have promised you two weeks, and I am willing to give you more than that if you should so desire. If you want to experience pleasures you can only partake in as a mortal I will gladly fund you, that you may explore these pleasures. One condition only, that I come with you and feed off you while possible, and that you not be jealous of me when I feed from others. For me, they are now naught but food. You my dear, is my love. I will grant you this to prove my love for you."

He was offering her everything and above all free choice.

"I will be with you Benoit."

She told him simply.

"I love you..."

She was light-headed and exhausted, but completely lucid.

" ... how to manage that ... I don't know yet ... but with your help ... "

She didn't want to hurt anyone, friends or family... but would a sudden disappearance, or a slow distancing over time be kindest?
And were there things she wanted to do, if such were possible and did she need to be mortal to do them?
Either way, this was where she belonged now.

"I never want to leave you Benoit ... "

She told him softly.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Her words calmed him and pleased him. He cuddled her and kissed her as he sighed her name, a happy sigh: "Natasha... my love." He felt complete.

Their lovemaking had been so passionate and fulfilling that he felt spent and satisfied, yet he could not stop touching her. Every touch of her electrified him and brought him joy like he'd never experienced. Not wanting to have her misinterpret his intentions, he kept well away from the blatantly erogenous zones, wanting only to be near her and touch her.

"We have so much to discuss, so much to plan, my dear. But for tonight, I only want to partake in the bliss of holding you in my arms and touching you. If you fall asleep, I will watch over you and hold you still. I will wake you from nightmares and rejoice if your dreams seem sweet."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

His kiss was tender loving as he murmured her name, thrilling her. She had never fallen in love before and perhaps this was why, because she always was his, she simply had to wait for him to find her.

"We have so much to discuss, so much to plan, my dear. But for tonight, I only want to partake in the bliss of holding you in my arms and touching you. If you fall asleep, I will watch over you and hold you still. I will wake you from nightmares and rejoice if your dreams seem sweet."

She murmured softly as his hands moved over her body, stroking, soothing.
She loved his touch; he made her feel so secure, so wanted. She had always been fiercely independent, to the point of stubbornness. She had never put herself into another's hands, much less into one who she knew would eventually take her life. And yet her eyes closed as her body, weakened by his feeding and exerted by their love making relaxed and recovered.

"I'm yours, Benoit ... "

She repeated softly, surrendering to his touch and protection ...

 

[Niceandbrutal]

As she drifted off to sleep, Benoît covered her with the velvet sheets. He spent the night watching her, never leaving her side. He relished in her deep steady breath and the little noises she made in her sleep. He found everything about her endearing and he just lay there, smiling and gently touching her.

Her hair was spread on his pillow in abandon after their intense lovemaking. Her porcelain skin almost luminescent in his eyes. Her neck, bare and vulnerable, had no mark as evidence of his feeding. Her makeup a little bit smeared in the throes of their passion. He reached for a tissue and carefully washed it off, knowing how embarassed some women were regarding their appearance. He had never seen anyone more beautiful.

The night seemed to fly by in seconds and too soon she stirred from her sleep. He waited for her to be fully awake before he again talked to her.

"Did you sleep well, my Natasha?"

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

She slept deeply and soundly. She had no way of knowing what time it was when she finally began to stir.

"Did you sleep well, my Natasha?"

His soft voice roused her from her slumber.

"Benoit .... "

She murmured as her eyes fluttered open, her mouth curving into a smile.

"... very well ... did you ...?"

He looked sharp and alert, whereas, though refreshed, her body still felt heavy, perhaps a consequence of the feeding she supposed as her hand moved up to her neck and felt nothing there.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"I did not sleep. I could not tear my eyes from you. You are so precious to me Natasha, I could not bear to be near you without looking at you as much as I could."

He had a deal with one of the town's caterers. No questions asked, they would deliver food and drink fit for mortals whenever he put in an order. A couple of times a week, they got a mysterious voice ordering breakfast or lunch, to be delivered at Club Vlad. The pay was good, and although no-one was there when the delivery van came around, they didn't care.

"You must be hungry, my dear. Would you like some breakfast?"

He gingerly stroked her hair and cheek as she lay there, waking up.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"I did not sleep. I could not tear my eyes from you. You are so precious to me Natasha, I could not bear to be near you without looking at you as much as I could."

She blushed at his words. He was so intense, but rather than scare her off, it thrilled her.

"You must be hungry, my dear. Would you like some breakfast?"

She stretched unselfconsciously as she attempted to get her mind and body working once more.

"Breakfast sounds good .... "

She murmured, her smile broadening as his hands moved to stroke her cheek and ran through her hair.

"I love this, Benoit ... waking up with you ... "

She told him softly.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"As do I, my dear. I shall order a hearty breakfast for you. You need to build up your strength after my feeding off of you."

He placed an order for, well, everything they had on offer as breakfast that day, to be delivered at the usual place. Then he lay down beside her again.

"We have to start thinking about us and what we are to do next. As I made clear last night I will follow your lead. But in what you decide, I want to be heard if I object. Heard, but not necessarily listened to. As long as you hear me before you decide, that will suffice."

"Have you given any thought to what you want to do first?"

He resumed stroking her hair, its touch silken and thrilling to him.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"As do I, my dear. I shall order a hearty breakfast for you.
You need to build up your strength after my feeding off of you."

She lay back in his bed as he placed the order for breakfast, content to relax and gather her strength whilst he did so.

"We have to start thinking about us and what we are to do next."

He told her as he returned to her side.

"As I made clear last night I will follow your lead. But in what you decide, I want to be heard if I object. Heard, but not necessarily listened to.
As long as you hear me before you decide, that will suffice."

She nodded at his words. All this was truly to be her choice.

"Have you given any thought to what you want to do first?"

She sighed softly as he stroked her hair.

"My friends will already have realised that I've gone missing, so it would be very easy to just 'disappear', but I can't help thinking that it would be unduly cruel to them..."

She considered.

"... I guess I could tell them that I've met a guy and fallen for him ... then tell them I've decided to give everything up to be with him ... "

She laughed.

"... they'd find that difficult to accept ... I'm not the type ... "

She sighed softly as his fingers ran through her hair.

" ... I can't bare the thought of going back to my life, though ... I guess I have the weekend to decide, but I don't see the point in going back to work, back to the 9 to 5 and being away from you, Benoit ... "

She smiled.

" ... and then there's my family ... "

She grimaced.

" ... we're far from close ... they literally wouldn't notice if I were dead or alive ... "

She told him bitterly.