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Newbie Vampire (Garnet x nladisha)

Garnet

Super-Earth
Joined
Oct 8, 2017
To most people, waking up in a lavish hotel room wrapped up in silk sheets would have been a dream, until of course they noticed the splatter of blood on their pillow and then realised it was theirs. That tended to fill them with horror and make them run screaming from the hotel room. For the curvy figure in those blood stained silk sheets, it was just a normal Monday morning. Speaking of which, she had better get up. Blair Coleman rose from the sheets brushing her red curls out of her face catching a stray smear of eyeliner on her lid. She hadn't had the chance to remove it properly before her dear assignment had thrown her on to the bed. It may have been her own fault for teasing him for most of the gala but still.

Blair worked for a very old, very exclusive society that had some founded it's own company. Like most CEO's, this company was run by bloodsuckers only in both the literal as well as figurative sense. She was kind of a temp agent who was sent to the employ of various society members. Sometimes she was a personal assistant, sometimes a pretty companion to take to glamorous events and sometimes she was a midnight snack. More often than not, she was at least two of those things. Tonight she was a companion and a snack but she hadn't just given up her blood. There was no rule about sleeping with clients and some paid extra or extended her contact for her services.

Her last contact had been for over a year, but she had got into a bit of hot water with the agency for that. The vampire in question didn't like to share and wanted her services permanently not caring if that upset his soon to be fiancee. His parents broke off the arrangement and sent her packing even writing a scathing personal review which knocked her back down to doing the kind of one night jobs that newbies got. Until she was off of probation of course. Blair started sleepily at her reflection and grimaced at the messy mark on her neck, she had grown to used to working with top tier vampires who didn't waste a drop off her blood even in their haste to try her. The bubble butted woman apparently was very tasty.

Green eyes were coated in last night's eye shadow that she quickly removed before seeing to her neck cleaning and dressing the wound. Her patron had already left so she didn't mind walking around naked doing a through check of her body to make sure she wasn't too bruised. A large tattoo of a rose traveled up her thigh and flowered on the side of her ass while another far smaller rose sat between her heavy full breasts. Satisfied with her inspection, Blair got dressed and headed to a small building at the side of company HQ, otherwise known as The Parlor cocktail lounge letting her wide hope sway as she walked.

It wouldn't be open for regular business till much later but it had many private rooms above the luxurious bar and today she had to meet someone very special. Apparently a very wealthy patron would be bringing him in today so she had to be ready. She just hoped her wasn't as messy as her last patron. She walked in dressed in a figure hugging green dress with a pencil skirt and scooped neckline that highlighted the swell of her cleavage, sunglasses and leather heeled boots. She was welcomed in and given some hair of the dog before being sent up to a lounge to await her guest.
 
Ever since he died, Xavier had been a virtual prisoner in his "mother's" penthouse. Not that Natalia was very motherly at all. She'd arrive home at about 3 or 4 in the morning, and regurgitate a stomachful of blood into Xavier's mouth. Then she would have sex with Xavier, much as they used to do when they first met, before Xavier knew what she truly was. They'd eventually pass out around sunrise. They'd awaken around sunset, when Natalia would initiate another round of sex until about 9, or so, before heading out about her business. She'd return early the next morning with another stomachful of blood to feed the fledgling vampire she'd sired.

Tonight, though, was different. Natalia presented Xavier with a fresh set of clothes: a fine pair of slacks, socks, shoes, a white dress shirt, a dark tie, a vest, and a coat. She herself was dressed in a dark red evening gown that opened above her midriff and cleavage, a matching red jacket, and heels. As usual, she looked elegant and refined; and expected Xavier to look the same.

"Get dressed, and come," she bade him. "It is time you learned to feed yourself. I have arranged for a willing donor to offer you fresh blood. Once you get over the initial discomfort, you will find the experience quite pleasureable. I know I did."

Xavier did as Natalia commanded him. After all, she was the ageless vampire master who'd lived for goodness knows how long (though she looked young enough to be in her early 20s, more like an older sister or girlfriend), and Xavier was the boy who had barely lived 18 years before becoming ensnared in her thrall. He'd only been dead for a month, and this whole vampire thing was still very new to him.

When he'd finished dressing, Natalia lead him down to the ground level, and set a brisk pace through the city streets towards a destination only she knew. The sun had just set, and the nightlife was just starting up. Suddenly going from near total isolation to an environment swarming with people was a shock to Xavier's senses, not least because he was hungry. Every person who passed suddenly seemed less of an individual human being, and more like a meal. It scared Xavier. He hadn't realized the full ramifications of being a vampire until now. He tried to remind himself that he too was once human. At least the meal Natalia had promised him was a "willing donor".

Xavier and Natalia arrived at what appeared to be an exclusive club. Natalia spoke to the brute guarding the door, and he let the pair inside. There, Natalia spoke to another attendant before leading Xavier to a side room located on the second floor.

"This is where you will meet the meat," Natalia said, barely cracking a smile at own lame joke. This was one of the few times she acted like a normal young woman rather than a mysterious femme fatale. She opened the door to let Xavier in.
 
Blair sipped a rich fruit cocktail from a short tumbler stirinst the ice in the glass while she waited. She hoped the mark on her neck wasn't too off putting, it could just be seen through the thin lace choker around her neck. Vampires seemed to like it when the neck was both covered but highlighted. There definitely could be some possessiveness in the community too. Would this person be angry she had such a fresh market? She knew Ms Natalia wouldn't care, it just showed that she did her job but she didn't know just who she was bringing.

The redhead closed her eyes for a few moments while she waited before hearing footsteps outside the door. "Ah good evening sir, Ms Natalia." She smiled standing up with an easy confidence and politeness. Like a personal assistant talking to their boss, friendly but professional. Blair was instantly examining Xavier from head to toe. He was smartly dressed as most vampires were, at least the ones she knew. It wasn't as if Natalia would walk around with someone who didn't look elegant and dressing people up did seem to be a hobby of hers.

Blair had never seen this boy before, not at any event or in the headquarters. Rather strange since Natalia looked showing off her new boy toy of the week. Hell it didn't even look like he had fangs. Most let them out when entering the club. "I'm Blair pleased to meet you. I assume you're here for a sample?" She asked sweetly before looking at Natalia instead. He seemed confused.

She smoothed her curls behind her shoulder showing off her neck better. She knew the dress clung to her every curve and made her look like a present waiting to be unwrapped. Her skin was pale, a side effect from doing the bulk of her work when her clients could actually go outside, but she didn't look sickly thanks to a very high iron diet. She was a product after all. Her blood had to be delicious if she was to stay working.
 
Xavier was quite taken with the cute red-headed girl (or, maybe woman. She looked too beautiful and erotic to be under 20, though definitely not as old as 30). Her dress complimented her nicely, and brought out the swells of her breast. This was the type of woman he'd always looked for - and what he thought he'd found when he met Natalia. Yet something else attracted him to Blair: her blood. Xavier could practically smell it. And he was hungry. He wanted to lunge at her, sieze her, bite her neck, and feel that warm, life-giving liquid run down his tongue... He shook himself when he realized he was just staring.

"Er... Sorry," he said. "Um, my name's Xavier. I'm sorry - I'm still a bit new to this whole vampire thing. I... Uh... Yes, I'm here for a sample." He tried not to look at her neck, but only succeeded in staring at her breasts. It wasn't simply thier size and the way Blair's dress emphasized thier bulk and shape: there was also Blair's heart, and the large amount of blood coursing through its chambers. More than ever, Xavier felt like some sort of monstrous animal than the living breathing young man he once was.
 
"Lovely to meet you Xavier." Smiled Blair giving a cute smile and coming a little closer letting her hips sway from side to side as she closed the distance between them. She stood close enough for him to take in her scent before slipping off her gloves and a black ring. She squeezed the ring until a blade cut into her pointer finger that she quickly pressed against his lips. Her blood was already welling up rich and crimson against his lips. "It's okay. I'll give you more if you like me." She promised stroking the back of his head as if he was a newborn kitten.

Xavier was far cuter than her usual clientele of spoiled bratty boys or older men who wanted to show off their pretty meal for hours at a ball before tucking in. "So, how do I taste Xavier?" She asked rubbing her finger against the tip of his tongue before pulling back and taking off her little jacket leaving her arms bare. Blair watched him carefully while undoing her choker and placing two dots of blood on the side of her neck as a marker for him to bite. "If you want me, I'm yours." She smiled brushing a curl out of her face and gently holding onto the lapels of his jacket.
 
Blair's movements were captivating and seductive. Perhaps that small part of humanity Xavier imagined he still clung to found her exotic and exciting. Or perhaps his vampirism somehow made him more sexually alert. He felt that tingling feeling down in his crotch that he often got whenever Natalia got frisky with him. It was the same feeling he used to get when he was alive, and he'd respond to a pretty girl being sexy. He wasn't sure how it worked, now that he was dead, but he was getting the beginnings of an erection. Thankfully, that was a human reaction. Then Blair cut her finger.

The smell of blood had the effect of not only making Xavier's penis swell up and make a visible dimple in his pants, but reminded him that he hadn't "eaten" anything since the night before. Before he could react, Blair smeared the blood on his tongue. It tasted delicious. Then she dabbed some more blood on her neck, and gripped his jacket in that sensual way a playful lover might. The tips of her breasts were just inches from Xavier's chest. For a moment, the boy froze. He really wanted her blood, but he didn't want to hurt this beautiful, sexual creature that was driving him wild with desire. If his heart were still beating, it would probably be practically vibrating by now.

"You taste... delicious..." Xavier said to Blair. He reached up and slipped his arms around her, and pulled her in to a warm embrace. He could feel her large, soft breasts pushing against his chest. His penis lengthened and became harder. The bulge in his crotch got bigger and more noticable. Xavier started to lean in to Blair, as he would a lover. If he were still human, he might have taken this opportunity to kiss her. Instead, he could feel his canines swelling up and lengthening into the classic vampire-fangs one would expect to see on him as a vampire. The blood on Blair's neck was so tempting.

"I want you, Blair..." he said, suddenly pulling Blair into a tighter embrace, and sinking his teeth into her neck, right where she had marked for him.
 
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