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Through the Night (with Chaos)

Claire shifted nervously, rubbing her hands and shifting her feet against the thick carpeting. She would never be ready for this, but at least it was an attractive girl like Olivia who would be doing it. "N-neck... Just avoid the major arteries..." She said meekly, and slowly looked up to Olivia, her eyes falling on the other girl's luscious lips. She stared at them for a good long moment, and then gently leaned her neck. pushing back her soft blonde hair and exposed the left side of the neck for the girl, so that she could lean over her across her front and sink in. She just hoped Samael kept a close watch on the pair of them, and that things didn't get out of hand.
"I guess... I guess I can handle you, luckily Samael is here but... I trust you. You're a nice person Olivia, I wouldn't have agreed otherwise." She said meekly, and closed her eyes as she shifted nervously, waiting for the inevitable bite, tension growing by the nanosecond.
 
Well, there was no point in holding out any longer - prolonging the inevitable would just make the tension between the pair rise. Olivia stepped tentatively closer, every movement subtle, and one hand pressed to the other side of Claire's neck in a tender touch as her heart raced in her chest. Just do it and get it over with, she told herself as she took the plunge. She moved fast, maybe a little too fast, and as her lips found soft skin her breathe warm breathing stuttered. For a quick moment, milliseconds, she hovered with open lips above pulsating veins that made her mouth water and then instinct took in and in a heady rush her teeth took to skin like a knife to butter, burying through until she hit the jackpot.

She gasped as the metallic liquid hit her tongue, setting her tastebuds on fire. Liv's eyes opened wide and that gentle touch she had tightened - not enough to hurt, not enough to be anything more startling, but an instinctive gesture that allowed her to use the little bit of leverage it gave her to tilt Claire's head enough to give even better access.
 
Claire almost leaped away as Olivia moved over her so swiftly, and she clenched her eyes further shut preparing for the bite. "Aah!" She gasped out, and she gripped the bed beneath her, gasping as she felt Olivia sink her teeth in. She became quite nervous at the grip on her neck, but she had little time to think as a strange new sensation sunk in. Her cheeks flushed, and she started to feel warm between her legs, what was this sensation? She felt a moan come out, and quickly blushed as she realized what that had meant.
She seemed to loose track of time, and fell backwards with Olivia still feeding on her, gripping the bedsheets as her legs moved nervously under the other girl, that warm sensation growing between her legs.
Claire felt herself getting hot and bothered, was this from the bite? She let out another gasp, her breathing becoming labored, and she grasped the bed sheets more, feeling embarrassed as couldn't understand why she was getting turned on by Olivia feeding on her. She stared out the window, scared and confused. She was so going to beat Samael up for not telling her about this.
 
Olivia was having a hard time pulling away; not simply out of bloodlust but also because Claire's heated reaction had its own affect on her. Samael was correct about magical blood tasting amazing - a hint of sweetness among the metallic tang, something that could become addicting if she was given regular access Liv supposed. If this was the fancy champagne of blood how was she supposed to be content with a cheap wine after? Of course, she would make do - she didn't know that for sure but Liv sure as hell would try. Besides, it wasn't like she could bleed Claire dry (well, she could, but that wouldn't exactly make her feel very happy with herself).

Noticing the way that the blonde grasped at the sheets, face flushed - it was hard not to move in, push Claire against the bed, slide a knee between her thighs. Olivia was very, very gay and hence very, very responsive to the arousal of women and damn was it tempting. Did she do that, though? No - she pulled away, released Claire's neck and for a second held a couple fingers against the wound on the blonde's throat in case it needed a couple seconds to clot - or maybe it was like vampire bats where they had a coagulant in their saliva to keep things clean? She didn't know. Either way, when she pulled her hand away there was a little residual mess but it seemed that there was (next to) no damage done.

"So that was.. interesting," she said as she stepped back, wild eyed and still processing.
 
Claire let out a moan, gasping and bit her lip as her fingers grip the sheets tighter, her body willingly giving in to the other girl's advances, offering up no resistance at all. Her heart beat fast, and her mind was foggy with lust, her mind was screaming for the other girl to just rip her clothes off already.
She squirmed restlessly as her legs spread when the other girl moved her knee in, and she let her mouth open wantingly as the girl continued to drain her blood.
As Olivia pulled away she continued to lie there, but slowly let go of the sheets. The fog slowly lifted her mind, but her body was still hot and ready for attention from the other girl.
It took her a minute or two for her to realize what had happened, and she quickly sat up, angrily glaring at Samael. "Y-you! You knew! You knew this would happen! Didn't you! That's why you had us lie on the bed!" She gasped out, holding herself with her left arm, her face bright red with embarrassment.

Samael just rolled his eyes, and turned a page in the book he was reading. "I knew it was a possibility," He said nonchalantly. "But I didn't know it for sure. Besides, the bed is a comfortable spot with room for Olivia to feed on you, better then on the chair."

"Y-you jerk..." Claire said, still frustrated.

"You lived didn't you? And nothing happened. Besides, it's clear as day you like her, what's the harm?" He said, and looked directly at her, causing Claire to directly look away. "Just take a few deep breaths and relax, or." He turned to Olivia. "I saw what you did there. What are your thoughts on this discovery? That your feeding saliva acts as an aphrodisiac?"
 
Olivia burst in to laughter as Claire began to yell at Samael, obviously upset that she hadn't been informed of just what was coming. Obviously, Liv hadn't been prepared for that either but damn that was a good find. Her hand covered her mouth as she laughed, and when the man turned to acknowledge her she was still yet to calm down. All she could do was nod, lips spread in a wide smile and eyes crinkled half-closed.

"Ah fuck, I almost think it's better I found that out through experience," she said as she was finally able to calm down and hearty laughter turned to soft chuckles to nothing but that wide grin of hers. For the first time that day she seemed genuinely happy and that surprised even her. Olivia stepped in, taking Claire in to a hug from behind and arched her neck in so that her breath was hot against the blonde's flesh. In a teasing move, meant to fluster her even more, her tongue ran across the area that she had just bit in to and once again she scraped her teeth against flesh. This time she didn't bite down, but the intention of her actions was obvious.

"Aw come on, no harm was done," she said as she pulled away once again and stepped back, obviously pleased with herself. Her hands slid from Claire's waist, deliberately slow, and she then paced towards Samael after putting her hands in to the pockets of her jeans. "That work on everyone or just magical people, whatever you call yourselves?"
 
Claire was so focused on glaring at Samael she barely noticed Olivia laughing. She looked to her as she spoked though, and blushed all over again as she bit her lip. She looked at Olivia nervously and almost jumped as the girl climbed up behind her. She blushed as Olivia wrapped her arms around her, her face flushing full red at the feeling of the hot breath. She started to pant as Olivia teased her neck, and a moan came out before she could cover her mouth.
She meeped as Olivia spoke and pulled away, and said nothing as she just stared straight ahead, shivering in delight at the touch at her waist.

Samael showed no emotion as to whether or not he enjoyed the show, but he looked up to Olivia and nodded. "Oh yes. It will work on anyone. That has nothing to do with the blood. Not all vampires have it. Some have bites that put people to sleep. It's all very interesting and any wizard who goes to school is taught to never take their eyes off a vampire." He said, and placed the book down. "Please don't break my apprentice by the way, or if you must...." He paused, thinking. "Well. She clearly has interest in you, don't tease her too much unless you want to take her into your own bed." He said planly.
 
"I won't break her, I promise." Liv was speaking just as much to Claire as she was replying to Samael, letting the timid little thing know she was just having some fun and meant no harm.

"I have like, intravenous viagra in my mouth. That's fuckin' great. I've always been pretty bitey, too...." She was obviously making a joke of her newest findings, and the irony that someone who had always liked to bite had become a vampire hadn't failed to find her. The fact that one of her favourite things to do had some supernatural ability to get someone going? Even better. Feeding had brought a light back to her eyes and she had perked up, and was obviously in a much better mood than she had been before.

"Hey-" she turned to Claire, addressing the blonde personally. That wide grin of hers relaxed in to a soft smile. "Sorry, I just... I couldn't not give that a go. But I won't break you, and I won't do that again... Well, unless you want me to. Promise. Thanks - I was feeling really... off. Starting to feel tired, I guess. Probably from the lack of feeding. I'm feeling a lot better now, thanks to you."
 
Claire slowly broke her blank stare and looked up at Olivia. She seemed like a completely different person now. Much more perky and talkative. Not at all the girl she had met in the bar. "I..." She looked to Olivia, blushing and nervous, shocked with this newfound discovery. "Well I..." She stuttered, and blushed more. "I mean..." She said, her eyes shifting away. She wouldn't have minded Olivia doing naughty things to her, although maybe not in her Mentor's bed. "I-I'm glad you're feeling better..." She said softly, and pulled at the sheets a little with her right hand. He legs were squeezed tight together, as she was still feeling incredibly horny, especially without being able to relieve herself in anyway way, what with the present company and all.
She shifted nervously on the bed, unsure of what to make of things.

Samael looked at the two of them and sighed. "Well, now that that is all sorted out. Why don't you take my apprentice home so she can get some sleep, and I can have some piece and quiet. As entertaining as this has all been I rather enjoy my solitude. So take her back to her place, or yours, whatever you like, just keep her alive. I'd get in a lot of trouble with the white court if anything happens to her." He said, and got up to go to the kitchen, looking for a snack in the fridge.
 
"Yeah, yeah." Liv rolled her eyes as Samael dismissed them and shoved her hands in her pockets, cocking an eyebrow at Claire to kind of ask silently if the blonde was ready to leave. It seemed that Claire was yet to make sense of what was going on, and still seemed to be a little bothered. Liv, on the other hand? Maybe getting Claire going was a little arousing, but she also wasn't the one who just got dealt a whopping dose of liquid aphrodisiac. Really, Olivia was just shrugging it off. She wasn't about to touch Claire while she was still affected from the bite. After? Well, she wasn't opposed to that. Her first time as a vamp wasn't going to be with her partner effectively drugged - and despite the brightness that had formed in the woman, she still wasn't about to forget just how pissed off she had been earlier.

"I'm not sure either of us really needs an escort, but if you want me to walk with you I can. Well, provided you can walk at all - look light you might still be a little shaky in the knees," she remarked in her way of asking Claire what she would like to do from here out. She was going to have to get used to this nocturnal schedule the world had handed her so there was no harm in going out of her way to take the blonde home.
 
The fog over Claire seemed to lift off of her as she looked up to Oliva. "Y-ya..." She said sheepishly, and slowly stood up. She looked side to side nervously, before looking to Olivia. 'A-actually if you could walk home with me...." She gulped, blushing. "That would be nice..." She said, fully avoiding eye contact.
"Well, it's settled then." Samael mumbled loud enough for them to hear, and kept on reading his book.
Claire tossed a quick glare at him that he ignored, and moved out of the bedroom and headed for the door. She carefully opened it, and waited for Olivia to head out, before closing it behind them and locking it with a key she had.
"L-lets go." She said softly, and headed for the stairwell.
Claire was quiet after that, walking down the street towards home, unsure of what to say to Olivia. She almost wanted Olivia to just take her, rip off her clothes and send her into orgasm after orgasm, but she had no idea what was the aphrodisiac and what was actual interest. She definitely liked Olivia, even if she was a little grumpy at times, and she was gorgeous too. However all of this was quite confusing, and she had no idea what to make of any of this.
 
"Yeah, I can do that." The way Liv spoke made it sound like walking Claire back to her home would be a hassle, but Olivia was the teasing type and sarcasm was her forte. In reality it wasn't the end of the world - besides, beyond the whole "pissing her off" moment at the start... Well, Claire had been helpful. As soon as she realized she had caused a problem she had worked to try to fix it. The blonde was beautiful, and magic was intriguing to say the least. If there was a chance to, she hoped that she would run in to Claire again after dropping her off.

The brunette was calm and cool as she walked down the streets, exuding an air of confidence as she walked with her hands in her pockets. She stayed close to Claire's side and with the way her elbows were bent, the two were almost touching. There were moments where her elbow would brush against the blonde as a step faltered or even sometimes on purpose.

"So what kind of place you live in anyways?" She glanced at the blonde for a quick moment as they walked before returning her gaze straightforward, breaking the silence. It was small talk, sure, but it was also the first time that Liv had initiated small talk or, well, any kind of talk, of her own volition.
 
The night was not all that cold, but Claire did regret not bringing a coat along, for various reasons. She walked nervously, still hot and bothered a bit, but it was starting to wear off. However it seemed to heat up a little any time Olivia bumped into her, which she swore the other girl had to be doing on purpose. She couldn't help but blush, and continued to avoid eye contact.
She nearly jumped as Olivia spoke, having been lost in thought as they walked down the sidewalk at night. "Oh! ... Ah... I live in an old house my grandmother left me. Most of the appliances are really old so they rarely give me issues. Luckily the house is well insulated too..." She sort of mumbled, and looked around, realizing they'd be at her house soon enough. "It's more space than I need but it's nice to have my own place. I can practice magic in the basement without people noticing." She said, rubbing softly at her arms.
 
Olivia crossed her arms beneath her breasts, walking step by step, one foot in front of the other. As Claire spoke she nodded, listening even though the details of Claire's place didn't interest her very much. She had mostly been asking for the sake of knowing if they were close, but with her anger from earlier worn off she was at least going to be polite. It was the least she could do in exchange for Claire's help in introducing her to Samael and allowing her to have a talk with someone who could at least vaguely answer any questions that she had.

"Well shit," the brunette said, letting out a little sigh. "I, uh, got an apartment a more blocks this way. Just having a house means you've one-upped me, old or not. Must be nice, I can't stand neighbours."
 
Claire looked up at Olivia, her cheeks still flush with desire, as she could not shake it from her body, although to be honest, not that much time had passed. She furrowed her brow, and shook her head. "I don't know... I guess? That's one way to look at it I suppose. I do still have neighbors though, I just don't share any walls with them." She said, looking off again.

Soon enough they were at Claire's house, a large two story Victorian home with a large attic and probably a larger basement. There was a strong fence around the home, and she opened the gate to her house with a large key from her purse. She paused, looking at the front door, and quickly turned around. "Hey uhmm......" She said, shifting nervously, "Why don't you... stay for the night... or the day... I mean... The sun will come up in a few hours, I'd feel more comfortable if I knew you were somewhere safe for the day..." She said rubbing her legs nervously. Maybe it'd be a bad idea to have her around but... "I know you could probably get home safe but...."
 
When the pair reached the iron gates that led to Claire's moderate Victorian, Olivia was fully prepared to turn away. In fact, she was rather surprised that Claire requested otherwise from her. Her brow furrowed for a quick second as she processed and then her features softened. Looking towards the blonde, a soft smile played on Liv's lips and then she shrugged. "I mean, if you want. Least I'd have someone around in the daylight hours if I stayed, given the whole 'vamps versus sunlight' thing. Don't feel like you have to invite me in or anything, I don't mind just giving you my number and coming around another time."

After she finished speaking, she purposely winked at the cute girl in front of her. Olivia definitely intended on bothering the little blonde once more with the combined wink and remark.
 
"Y-yes!" She blushed, and without thinking reached for her hands. "Please come inside!" She added, not even thinking really, and the moment she had pulled the vampire girl past the gate she let go, gasping, and covered her hands to her mouth. "I-I mean.... I-if you want... It would be nice... To have some company around. There's plenty of room." She said, and shifted nervously. "If you want to stay, shut the gate behind you, it will lock on it's own." She said placing the key back in the purse. "I'm going to go inside, you're welcome in my home." Claire said and gave Olivia a small bow, before hurrying up onto the large porch and pulling out her keys, unlocking the door and shutting it behind her without locking it.
She hurried upstairs towards her bedroom, pausing in the doorway, debating on whether or not she should... No, she would wait and see what Olivia would do first.
 
Claire's eager demeanor just amused Olivia, who followed behind the blonde with a smile on her face. The farther she walked, the more her slight smile turned in to a grin and as they reached the front door of Claire's home she paused just on top of the small stairway that lead to the first floor deck. After waiting for Claire to unlock the door and she walked in slowly behind the girl. Immediately, Olivia wondered if she should follow Claire upstairs and though she paused for a few minute, she eventually followed the blonde upstairs. All the while she moved slowly, taking in everything around her.

After around a minute she reached Claire's door, and stood at the entrance. She leaned against the doorway, the edge of her shoulder against the wood frame. "So this is your place, huh? It's pretty damn nice."
 
Claire had started to move into her room, her hands on the straps holding up her dress, when Olivia had joined her. She blushed brightly, and quickly pushed the straps back on her shoulders as she turned around to face Olivia. "Y-ya? I-I g-guess soo...." She stammered, looking around her room nervously. She had old wooden furniture that was kept clean and polished, and she slept in an old iron bed with a cover, a queen sized bed with a brand new mattress from a year or two ago. The sheets on it were white and lacey, and large fluffy pillows lay at one end, with one noticeably used and flatter pillow in the middle. The bed was in the middle of the rather large room, and behind it were windows that looked out over the backyard.
There were stuffed animals from her youth here and there in the room, sitting on shelves and dressers, and furthest from the door a very old and very large bookshelf stood against a wall, holding the beginning of a collection of occult books, with a variety of novels on one of the shelves as well. Other smaller shelves held more books around the room, but everything was neat and tidy and organized. Not a spot of dust anywhere.

"S-so... I-I'm glad y-you chose to s-stay... A-are you hungr.... I mean... Uhm, coffee?"
 
Had she just walked in on the blonde undressing? Olivia definitely caught sight of Claire's hands on the straps of her dress and the way that she pushed them back up in an obviously hurried manner. A smirk formed on her lips as she stepped in and looked around. Claire's decoration was... well, not quite her type. Liv lived a much more minimal life, but what awaited her inside of the large room came as no surprise. In fact, she might have been surprised if Claire's room didn't looked as stereotypically "cute" as she did.

"Well thanks for the offer," she said as she crossed her arms loosely beneath her breasts, a natural spot for her limbs to rest. "Food, coffee - I don't really need any of that now do I? But... for the sake of holding on to a little bit of human life, I'd love a cup. Will you have one too?"
 
Claire shifted nervously as Olivia decided, and tried not to look at the other's woman's lovely breasts. "I mean, you might? You're still somewhat human aren't you?" She said, and sighed. "Alright, I'll make some coffee for the both of us." She said, giving a small yawn before she walked into her room to grab a light colored shawl from an old colonial rocking chair, and headed downstairs to the kitchen. It was a relatively decent sized kitchen, not large by any means, but it was not small either. There was a small four person breakfast table, mostly round, and a really old stove that was one step above from a wood stove. She turned it on and placed a kettle on, and got out some higher end brand of coffee, the same kind that Samael had. It looked like it hadn't been used all that often. "I might just have some tea though... I need to sleep soon..." She told Olivia, looking back over at her. "You still sleep a little bit right?" She asked, and sat down in one of the four chairs as she waited for the coffee to brew.
 
She... hadn't thought of that. Maybe the fact that she had assumed she was fine without was what had lead her to feeling so awful? If she still required proper food to thrive, then she had been neglecting herself on that part - woops. That was definitely something that she would have to work on (and something that she had probably asked Samael about instead of assuming all of her issues were related to bloodlust). It seemed that she really was just about clueless as to what changes had occurred in her body.

Olivia sat at the table, clasping her hands together in front of her and then leaning in over them with her elbows at the edge of the wood. She watched Claire closely as she flitted around, getting a kettle running, but she wasn't staring. Or, well, not purposely staring - if Claire caught her, it would definitely look like she was. When the blonde asked if she still needed to sleep, Liv's shoulders raised and fell in a shrug. "A little yeah, a couple hours has been more than enough - 'least over the last few days. Can't get more than 3 or 4, but I don't seem to need any more than that anyways."
 
Claire busied herself with the old fashioned kitchen, working to make the coffee for Olivia. She blushed as she felt the other girl's eyes on her, and hurried along as the water started to get hot, much like herself.
"O-oh... I see. Well make sure you get some sleep in tonight, I'll help close up all the curtains before I go to bed so you won't have to worry about any sunlight." She said, and soon Claire had a cup of coffee ready for Olivia, and some tea for herself.
She sat down in one of the chairs next to Olivia, and slowly slipped away at her tea in silence, giving another little yawn. It had been a crazier night than she had expected, and now she had a new friend, who was very pretty. She smiled softly to herself, her cheeks flushing a little, and waves washed over her, reminding her she was still hot between the legs.
There was no getting around it, she would have to deal with it once she was alone.
 
Liv smiled at Claire's gentle doting, working to minimize any trouble for her. Of course she was a guest - had their positions been opposite she likely would have done the same, but it was still a pleasant surprise to the young woman. The brunette was still quite enjoying how flustered that Claire obviously was, but for now her focus wasn't on that.

"Thank you." Two words, with an obvious appreciation in her tone. Over the course of the day she had sounded angry, satiated, a little horny - but this was the first time that she was appreciative. Claire walked over with the cup of coffee and Olivia smiled to her, watching her as she yawned once and then again.

"Getting sleepy, huh?" Liv remarked as she put her mug down on the table and leaned back in her chair. "If you wanna go to sleep that's cool - I don't mind. Quite the chaotic day, after all."
 
"Mmm, ya..." She said softly, slowly sipping her tea. "I am quite tired." She said, and took a bit of time to finish off her tea, before setting the cup down and standing up. "I'll take care of the curtains and then turn in for the night." She said, and went off to take care of things, before heading upstairs.
Claire shut her door behind herself, and paused a moment, still tingling between her legs. She sighed, thinking of Olivia, and gently reached between her legs, moaning a little. She contemplated, biting her lip nervously, and then quickly stripped out of her dress and underwear and into her pajamas. She crawled into her bed and slowly reached between her legs, moving her fingers against her own slit, and bit her lip as she moaned again.
There was no getting around it, she had to work of this heat that was still lingering around her.
 
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