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Look For Me By Moonlight (Wolvenrogue x Beauvoir)

Beauvoir

Beauvoir

Female Cenobite
Joined
Jul 25, 2018
Rosalia Cullen ducked around a corner, seconds before the wood beside her head splintered and she heard footsteps running away, and cries of fear. She swallow a panicked breath and stared forward, wide eyed. What was she going to do? The vampire had a human, and was trying to take them somewhere, it was now or never to save them. Rose rounded the corner and took off down the alley after the man with the older teen, around her age, slung over his shoulder. The cobblestones smacked under her feet as she thought of how to go about this. She couldn't shoot without risking hitting the woman. Rose cursed and quickly tied her long dark mahogany hair up in a bun while she ran, her academy uniform skirt bouncing around her thighs.

The vampire rounded a corner and she followed, skidding a bit in her brown loafers. She stopped for a second, seeing where they were headed, and nearly choked. It was a large, but abandoned cathedral on the edge of town, deep in the ghetto, its spires tall but crumbling. This place had been the setting for many scary stories when she was a child, she didn't like it. The stone was dark and aged, a condemnation sign hanging by the entrance. The vampire lifted one of the heavy wooden doors open and slipped in without any effort. Rose stood for a moment contemplating what to do, this could obviously be a trap, but what choice did she have? Quietly she took in the surrounding area before slipping inside. To her relief the vampire stood alone at the altar, below the high dark rafters, a shadow of where a large cross would have been, long since removed, in front of him. The woman in his grasped screamed as he gripped her tightly, a plan formed in the huntress' mind.

She raised her pistol and shot a bullet right into the side of the altar, causing debris to explode and the vampire to turn and look at her, it was all she needed. Her eyes met his and for a brief moment he seemed confused, realizing she'd missed on purpose until one of her blue eyes flash an unnatural bright green, energy swirled around her before rushing at the vampire and whirl-winding around him. The vampire began to scream and dropped his prey as his limbs slowly began to petrify. The strange woman ran around him to Rose who quickly positioned her behind the huntress. It was a few moments before the vampire had become a complete statue, and rose raised her pistol and fired, exploding his now stone head into a plethora of rock chunks.

Rose turned and looked at the woman. "Are you okay-?" She panted a bit, tired from the chase and using her ability. The woman nodded. "Thank you so much, I don't know what-" Just then a feral cry erupted from the rafters just before another, more raggedy looking vampire jumped down, followed by two more forming a triangle around the duo. Rose swallowed, she'd walked right into a hive, as the hunters called it. She raised her gun and shot the one between them and the door between the eyes giving the woman a shove. "Run!" and she obeyed, scurrying out the door. One of the remaining vampires moved to follow but she gave it a swift kick to the head, causing it to turn on her. The huntress moved to shoot, but the other vampire grabbed both of her arms from behind digging its fingers into her flesh and drawing blood. She whimpered in pain but kicked the other vampire once again, just before two more descended from the rafters, her blood ran cold, she couldn't fend off this many by herself. The one holding her released one arm just to bash her over the head with his fist, causing rose to stumble and fall to the ground. She raised her gun, just to have one of the others step on her wrist with a force that caused her to cry out in pain. If she managed to get out of this she'd surely be scolded by all those who could possibly scold her. She looked up just in time to see a flash of a hand then feel it clamp down on her throat lifting her off her feet. She kicked her legs trying to escape but it was no use, this is how it would send.
 
Raith had enjoyed a quiet day hanging by his heels in a quiet place behind the old organ pipes in the abandoned cathedral. It was a place he had discovered many years ago and claimed as his own place of solitude, something he enjoyed and also something that most of the hive knew was not to be disturbed. Raith was both respected and feared as both a true blood as well as a member of the council. Not only did he wield political power but his personal powers were well known to be far beyond all but a few of his fellow true bloods. The disturbance going on below him annoyed him on many fronts. First there was the loss of his coveted peace and quiet. This was an offence that only a few of the less experienced members of the hive were foolish enough to commit. then there were the political implications. Raith and others on the council were of a mind to find a way to coexist with their human counterparts and these impertinent fools were about to disrupt a carefully crafted balance.

Releasing his heels Raith floated swiftly and silently to the floor where a young human female was about to have the life choked out of her and become a blood meal. Raith calmly lifted his hand and without realizing why, her inexperienced attacker found his hand gently putting her down and releasing her just before she would become unconscious. Twisting his hand he forced the attacker hand about his own throat and caused him to squeeze until the young vampire fell unconscious. Raith then raised the young girl without contact and flew away with her up into his hideaway behind the old organ pipes.

"What are you doing in here young lady? Do you realize you should be dead? Why did you disturb my peace today? You have no business here! Raith then let her settle on a beam and stared at her intently waiting for her to answer his interrogation. "Why should I let you live?"
 
Rose was about to black out from lack of oxygen when she felt the grip around her throat getting looser, and she began to gasp for air. As soon as her attacker let go she crumpled to the floor and coughed, while simultaneously trying to catch her breath, wheezing a bit. She was about to get up and go on the attack again when the huntress felt herself lift into the air and flailed a bit, before being lifted way up high into the rafters. She yelped but it was too late. She half focused on the strangers words and half on still being suspended in air, until whatever force held her, set her down. She quickly backed away from him, holding her injured wrist and trying to stop the bleeding. The blood staining her white uniform shirt and the sleeve of her poppy blazer.

"I'm Rose Cullen, a student at the academy, and a member of the Hunter's Guild." She winced as her bleeding wrist stung a bit. "I was trying to save an innocent woman kidnapped by one of those vampires. If you kill me you'll be in violation of a plethora of laws and the hunter's guild will have your head." She leaned against the wall, to better balance on the beam. Nervously she followed up her answer. "I-I suggest you escort me out of this Hive of yours and I may be persuaded to not add your names to the kill list."
 
"I suggest you have no idea whom you are addressing. You are in no position to make threats." Raith showed no emotion whatever, he barely moved a finger but slowly the girls hand closed around her throat and a look of fear was clearly visible on her face. With barely any motion whatever, Raith was forcing the girl to slowly close her own windpipe. "What was it you were saying? You may may be persuaded .... I would suggest that you are now fully persuaded and in any event your level of persuasion is irrelevant. I am going to release you in a moment and if you are careful, pay attention, and reform your behavior, I may be persuaded to help you down from here without falling to your death, and as for that lovely eye of yours, I would not count on focusing it on me. " He allowed her grip on her own throat to release and kept her steady until her balance returned.

"In the future, you will remember that your jurisdiction ends at the door to this cathedral and you will enter on pain of your life. I trust you are capable of realizing that nothing that happens inside these walls is beyond my control. When you leave here, you will report what has happened to your school's headmaster and tell him further that any questions he has will be addressed to Raith. I trust he will have none, but you will tell him none the less. Hold out your hand"
 
Rose was about to call him out on his blasphemy when she felt her hands moving again. She choked on her own breath crying out in pain as he windpipe closed fully, but it was over as soon as it started and Rose put the entirety of her weight against the wall, coughing more, the huntress could tell her throat would feel like hell the next day. She hung her head in fear as she listened to the obviously quiet powerful vampire finish scolding her. She nodded as he spoke. "Y-yes I will tell him, and make sure the guild knows not to send anyone here." She couldn't meet his gaze, feeling like a coward up until he asked for her hand. Reluctantly she moved towards him and held out her bloody hand, wondering what exactly he wanted with it. However she had pictured her evening going, it certainly wasn't like this.
 
Raith took her hand gently in his own, and after examining it dipped a finger in the flowing blood and brought it to his lips. A calm expression came over his face as though he were sampling fine wine before his normal countenance returned to his face. He covered the wound with his other hand enclosing her small hand and closed his eyes. When he lifted his hand hers was completely healed. He then placed his hand on her throat and closed his eyes again, when he removed his hand, the bruises she had inflicted on herself were removed. He faced her again this time deliberately looking deeply in her eye which so recently killed an underling before speaking to her again. "Do not prejudge or underestimate me little one. Though you are powerful, you are only an apprentice. If you had pushed me too far the result would have been much less favorable. As you can see, I have to power to destroy or restore, now return to the headmaster and tell him what and who you have seen. Do not return again. "

Raith had warned the young woman knowing that she would not completely comply and that curiosity and her feisty self-confidence would draw her back to the cathedral. This time however it would not be in pursuit of an underling but seeking out Lord Raith himself and that then he would be waiting and be justified in whatever he did with the girl. "Now go!" With the motion of his finger she was lifted and lowered to the floor of the cathedral completely unharmed.
 
Rose swallowed a bit as she watched him taste her blood. She'd been told that her blood type could be considered a delicacy, but it had been the least of her concerns. She cringed a bit as he put his hand on her wound, but suddenly felt the pain ebb away, she tried to look at her newly healed hand in wonder but was startled at the sudden, yet gentle grasp back on her bruised throat. Suddenly it felt fine, and she stared at the vampire in wonder. His gaze met her eye, and she noticed, that the itch to use her power, which usually came when someone made eye contact, wasn't present, and she wondered for a second just who this man was exactly.

Rose had only a moment to ponder the possibilities, before his sudden shout of power caused her to stumble in startled reaction, but she never fell, instead she was lifted down and set softly on the ground. She looked up at the man, wondering for a second if she recognized his face, before she turn and ran out of the building.

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Rose winced as the door to the headmaster's office slammed behind her. He was definitely mad, she had a bad habit of putting herself in danger due to reckless action, and the headmaster had been her mentor, and was basically her adoptive father, so he didn't enjoy it. She trudged back to her room, opening the heavy oak door and stripping down, throwing her uniform in the laundry bin before hopping in the shower. Normally she was one to shower with music playing but this time she decided to shower in quiet contemplation, The huntress had nearly been killed, if it hadn't been for that man, she'd be dead right now, and that brought a sick feeling to her stomach. She however, couldn't shake the feeling that she'd seen him somewhere before.

Later that night, she sat on her bed in just a slip, trying to finish some homework, but couldn't focus so she gave up and went to sleep.
 
Raith knew when he tasted the girls blood that he should not have allowed himself to do it she was AB negative blood type, The rarest of all pure human blood and Raith knew the minute she bled on the floor perhaps fifty feet away. He could smell it. In a moment of weakness he allowed himself to taste it and now he was imprinted with her and until she fully belonged to him he would have no rest. He had known this when he took the chance, but he did it gladly. Now he had to find a way to resolve the matter without creating a political nightmare. He a council member, and her the surrogate daughter of the school's headmaster. Yet it was to be and he knew it. When dark came he left the cathedral and flew out into the night and over to her dormitory at the school He could smell her for miles and tracking her was easy. While she was in the shower, he flew into her open window and hung himself from the drapery rod being absolutely still not only could he smell her blood but the secretions of her sex attracted him like a moth to a flame . As she shut of the light and lay on the bed he came down from the drapery rod and stood silently beside her bed. He slip was short and left the lips of her sex just peeking out below its hem. Leaning beside her he extended his long snake like tongue and licked at her lit until it began to glisten and leak. The taste was heavenly to him and he knew that he could take this fluid and do her no harm. When the stimulus brought her near to climax, he stopped and left the room for fear she might wake and force him to kill her. The next day as he hung in the cathedral his dreams were of the young girl and just how quickly he could return to her and make another collection.
 
Rose had very heated dreams that night and she wasn't entirely sure why. She especially wasn't sure why the dreams involved the strange vampire from earlier that night. She moaned in her sleep, unknown as to why. Flashes of flesh, biting, velvet, filled her dreams and she felt herself becoming even more heated, wondering why. The next morning she woke, still feeling a bit warm. Flustered she got up and dressed in a clean uniform, putting her hair up in a ponytail before going to school. The whole day was long and monotonous, troubled by the question of why the dreams of the night before had felt so real, so strange. Who was that man? Why did she feel like she had memories of his face from long ago? She didn't know, but Rose knew it would bug her, until she got answers.

After school she crept into the headmaster's office and snuck out some of his books, and logs. She stopped by the cafeteria to grab a salad then went back to her room, and sat at the desk, finishing the homework she was behind on before cracking open the books she'd taken, searching for any mention of the vampire, any history they might, share, but all it told her was what she already knew, he was a pureblood, and he was powerful... Searching through the books she came to an article that made her blood cold. The title read, "Two World Famous Hunters, Slaughtered in Cold Blood"... Rose didn't have to read it to know it was about her parents. Alistair and Marietta Cullen, two of the worlds most prolific vampire hunters, and advocates for peace. They had always been called in for big jobs, vampire serial killers, binge eaters, that kind of thing. They both dreamed of a future where humans and vampires could co-exist. Partially because her mother Marietta's brother had been turned by a pureblood, she dreamed of a world where he wouldn't be despised, and he'd betrayed her for it. Images flashed through her head again, but these ones brought sadness. Blood, her mother telling her to run, snow, her uncle's face covered in crimson, a flash of teeth, and then his body crumpling to the floor. Rose slammed the book shut, tears running down her face. She put her head in her arms and fell asleep at the desk.
 
Raith had rested fitfully that day as he hung in his secret place in the Cathedral ceiling restless for night to com and anxious for another taste of the only fluid he craved more than human blood. Of course HER blood had been better but then he knew that was of very limited supply and once gone it was gone. The nectar of her womb on the other hand was nearly as good and available every evening. Raith hated himself for this downward spiral he had set himself on and his absolute dependence on her fluids. Little did that girl know but she possessed a fluid in her own body that might easily bring down all of the vampire kingdom. She has immense power, more by ten times than the power of her eye. Raith reasoned it could be used by him to control the entire hive but he was far to selfish and wanted it only for himself. Such was its addictive power. As the sun set, Raith again flew to his new perch behind he drapes but was shocked to find the girl already asleep but this time sitting up and fully clothed. For anyone else this would have presented an almost impossible challenge but for Raith it was child's play. first he levitated her out of the chair and left he floating in air where one piece at a time he caused the clothes to fall from her body. first her shoes and stockings then her blouse and bra, and finally her skirt and panties. She was a lovely girl though for Raith she held no attraction other than her blood and Vaginal fluids . He caused her legs to spread and while she yet floated on air he again began to lick her with his long tongue but this time inserted it more fully extracting ever richer fluid and causing he much greater arousal. Now she was moaning allowed and at one point squirted significant fluid which hit the floor and vexed Raith significantly at its loss. He would not make that mistake again. When he had had his fill he levitated her to the bed and left her naked and very wet to sleep out the night.
 
Once again Rose had very heated dreams, but this time even more heated, and perplexing. Once again it was the man from the cathedral, but this time more detailed, he was doing lewd things to her, images of skin on skin, flushed cheeks, his mouth on her throat, drinking... She awoke with a start the next morning, looking down and blushing. She'd have sworn she fell asleep at the desk, and clothed... Thankfully it was a weekend and she only had one thing on her mind. Gathering her thoughts, she took a shower and changed into a pink blouse and white shorts. She knew she would have to go more prepared this time, hoping maybe he was the only one there this time.

It took her a good half an hour to reach that part of town, but this time when she did she kept her hunter's badge on display, hoping it would dissuade anyone who might want to try anything. The sun was setting as she followed the same path she'd taken previously, she'd made sure to take more than just her gun this time, a bandolier of blessed wooden daggers under her blouse and a grenade of gaseous holy mist strapped to her thigh. Rose walked into the cathedral with confidence this time. Thankful that it seemed mostly empty. She looked up into the rafters knowing the pureblood could see her. She spoke loudly.

"Who are you? Why do I know your face, and why do you keep invading my dreams-?"
 
Raithe just shook his head. The poor deluded girl had visions of grandeur but they would not let her win this conflict. Before a word was spoken, she again felt her self floating in air. This time instead of forcing her to choke her self she found her own hands removing her clothing and weapons and dropping them on the floor . First the gaseous holy mist was dropped and then the daggers from under her blouse and then her gun. then her hands began to remove her skirt and blouse and after that her matching bra and panties before she was again lifted, totally naked into the rafters, where Raith waited. "Now I will show you the source of your dreams. They are not dreams, they are reality." He forced he legs wide apart and began to lap at her slit and invade deep within her extracting the precious fluid. This time he levitated a bowl to catch what ever might spill from her in her excitement. He interrupted his feeding to help her understand. Your blood is type AB negative, the nectar of the Vampire gods, but once taken it is gone with the life of the victim, your vaginal fluids contain the same protien and are nearly as delicious and addicting. Those however I can take again again and do you no harm. It pleases me to do so, and now that you have broken our law and my directive, I shall keep you hear for my pleasure. You might have lived free except for my visits if you had not gotten nosy again. "
 
Rose tried her hardest to resist his influence on his mind but to no avail, she slowly removed her own clothing, dropping each and every weapon to the ground before stripping off the rest of her clothing. "W-what are you doing!? I just came to find out what you have to do with my past!?" With that she was lifted into the rafters and couldn't help but move according to his wishes. As she felt her legs forced apart she began to protest. "S-stop I'll have you killed- Ah-" She couldn't help but moan a bit at his tongue invading her. Her face contorted in a mix of pleasure and resistance. "This is not in accordance with the law, I'm a vampire huntress, the headmaster will have your head! You can't just keep me here!" She didn't quite understand, she'd never heard of sexual fluids being satisfying to a vampire before.
 
"Possession is nine tenths of the law, and at the moment you are mine. You walked in here uninvited and unauthorized by your own organization and without even probable cause,and you have the Gaul to shove a law book in my face. I think not. You are my little fountain of joy juice and I am not letting you go. " with that said he became more aggressive " he produced a silicone rubber vibrator . "I believe in your world this is a pocket rocket , and is well known to make your vagina leak . I intend to test that theory. I want to see if you can fill this bowl. Just how much nectar can you produce? Hmmmm???" he switched on the vibrator and slipped it deep inside her and simply sat back and waited. "I have plenty of time"
 
"the probable cause is that I had a theory you were invading my personal space! This space is technically public property, and you are also in a condemned space, so technically neither of us are supposed to be here!" As he pulled out the vibrator she gasped. "W-what are you-" As he explained she went cold. "W-wait I'm a virgin- you ca-" She gasped as the vibrator was slipped inside of her, moans escaping her mouth. Her womanhood began to leak quite a bit , her gasps and protests filling the room. "Please- stop- I can't take it"
 
As her juices flowed freely and dripped into the bowl Raithe was delighted. "You cant take it? What do you mean? You will take it." When he had let her secrete for about 20 minutes he had a cup full and removed the vibrator. "Do you want to go home?" he asked. "You will need to make me a promise. You must promise to come for a milking every night at 7pm for 20 minutes and bring no weapons. Do we have a deal? Remember I can get you back whenever I want. Its just easier this way. "
 
Rose writhed in pleasure for a while before he took it out of her and she plopped to the ground covering herself with her arms and sniffling. When he asked if she wanted to go home though Rose was honestly surprised, though the next part made her feel a little sick. "Why-? What obligation to I have? You're not even doing this for sex!? I'd almost rather you take my blood." She glared at him. "Isn't there some more willing human woman you could find, some lusty whore or something who would go absolutely nuts for this kind of thing?"
 
"You are not a sex object to me, You are a cow, a cow that gives very valuable milk. only one in 100 humans have your blood type, and only one in 200 females. So no there is not a ready replacement for you, and you are obligated simply because you have no choice. If you want to go home at all you must report to be milked daily. There will be no more discussion. If i must come and get you, you will never go home again. It is simple. Don't be foolish about this. You will grow accustomed to it. It is pleasurable after all. That much was quite evident." He carefully collected and bottled the nectar and then let her down to the floor. "Do not attempt to take the weapons they will stay here!"
 
"Having a man masturbate me with a vibrator is not pleasurable at all... I can't help how my body reacts when you shove a rubber dildo up there." She glares at him once again. As she was let down to the floor, Rose collected her clothes and put them on. She looked at the weapons on the floor, and picked up the gun, she slid out the clip and poured the remaining bullets out onto the floor, wincing a bit at the sound they made against the stone. She looked up at him defiantly. "This belonged to my mother, Marietta Cullen, It's all I have left of my parents, so if you wanna keep it you'll have to kill me." With that she slipped the gun into its holster and walked out. Grabbing the next bus home.

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The next evening she stared at herself in the mirror, wondering just how she'd gotten here. She could report him to the council, but he'd get to her before they did anything, and if she hid behind the headmaster the vampire would probably just kill him. She wasn't sure what to do.

At 7 PM she walked into the cathedral with a forlorn look on her face. "If we're gonna do this, could we at least do it somewhere less dismal? This church is depressing."
 
Raithe let her take the gun, It did not frighten him.

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The next evening she showed up on time and asked for a change of venue. Raith was puzzled and followed up with two questions " Where did yo have in mind? Would we get more nectar if it was pleasurable? " Raithe asked her as he flew down to stand before her. Anything we can do to produce more nectar is in our best interest and if it makes you feel good so much the better. " He did not want the girl so unhappy she would put his supply in jeopardy.
 
The vampire's questions made her blush slightly as he flew down to meet her. Was this man really that clueless? Rose looked at him crossing her arms with a frown on her face. "I don't know, my room I guess, somewhere that's not a dusty old abandoned church preferably. I can't believe you live here." She near pouted looking around with disdain. "Also of course it would, do you not have any idea how women work?" She blushed again. "We get wetter when we're genuinely enjoying the experience, but I don't know what to suggest as the only thing would probably be sex-" She spoke as if the option was out of question.
 
"Tell me about sex . What does it require?" he asked her quite sincerely "I have no experience with it but I'd be willing to try. So tell me. or if it is easier, just show me. " If you like we can go back to your room for this. If it makes more nectar we will always do it there if not you will come here. Seems simple enough. He started walking to the door. "Lets go"
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When they arrived at her dorm he followed her inside " Allright, so show me this "sex""
 
Rose' cheeks flushed and she looked at him. "Aren't you a few good centuries older than me!? You're really telling me you don't know what sex is?" She walked into her dorm room still in disbelief. "Surely you know how conception and that stuff works, what that-" Rose pointed to his crotch. "Is intended for?" She sat on her bed with her arms crossed. "besides what makes you think that I'd want to have sex with you? I don't even have condoms-"
 
"I know of sex, but as you say, I am many centuries older. We live forever. Before you humans discovered us we had no enemies and no need to reproduce. Why would one "want" sex. That is what I don't understand. So tell me why you would want it?"
 
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