My Fair Vampire, Chapter 3
Title: My Fair Vampire
Fandom : Moonlight
Characters : Josef, Simone, Mick, Beth
Rating : R, for some sexual content and strong language.
Spoilers: Post "Sonata"
Summary : 9th entry into my post- "Sonata" series. Josef agrees to turn Simone, but naturally it's not going to be that simple. Simone has a mind of her own. Could she be Eliza Doolittle to Josef's Henry Higgins?
Disclaimer : I'm using these characters for fun and not for profit. No infringement intended.
A/N: This is my second update in as many days, so make sure you’ve read Chapter 2 first. I’m on a roll now and actually had to find a place to stop so I could post this before it ran too long. So you can expect another chapter very soon! Please review if you have the chance.
Chapter 3
Oh, my God! It worked!
“Simone!” I took her into my arms, holding her as tightly as I could, wonder and relief washing over me. Simone, however, had other ideas. I was shocked to say the least to feel her small fangs embedded none too gently into my neck.
“Ow! What the fuck?”
She was trying to drink from me! It took a surprising amount of effort to pull her off me, but she came right back, growling at me in frustration.
“I’m hungry,” she cried, her words sounding awkward over her new teeth. I managed to keep her at arm’s length while I reached blindly for the blood bags I had placed there for her first vampire meal. I put one in her face, unable to take the time to tear a corner or insert a straw. She attacked the bag ferociously, puncturing it with her fangs and sucking it dry within seconds.
“More!”
I gave her another bag, which she finished off just as quickly. She needed to replace the human blood I had drained from her, plus refill her stomach with sustenance that would feed her newfound strength and energy. I sat and watched with some amusement as she drank bag after bag, the blood dripping almost ghoulishly down her bare throat and chest, covering her lips and staining her hands.
The memories were all coming back to me-the voracious appetite, the hunger that felt like it would never go away. It was a scary, overpowering feeling that I had gone through alone. I was definitely going to be a responsible sire and get her acclimated and prepared for the new life that awaited her.
She sat back at last, satiated for now, breathing heavily air she no longer needed. We were still both naked, and she looked down at herself in horror. I guess stage two was coming-fear of what she’d become. Her eyes were still wild and her hair floated around her, the front lengths matted from drying blood. She jumped up and looked at herself in the mirror that hung on the wall, seeing the new vampire for the first time. By her gasp, I could tell she didn’t like what she saw.
“Come on, baby, let’s get you cleaned up.” I threw on my robe and ushered her into the adjoining bathroom, grabbing a towel and wetting it in the sink. She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror, moving in closer to study her silver eyes, to touch her bloody fangs in awe.
She let me wipe her face a moment before taking the towel from my hand and rubbing at her torso and hands, violently trying to wash away the remnants of her feeding frenzy.
“You okay?” I ventured, as her silence stretched out, and she still wiped at herself despite her cleanliness. I stilled her hands and took the towel away.
“I don’t know. I feewl tho…thrange. All my thenthes are working in overdwive-“ Her hands came up to her mouth in embarrassment. She hadn’t mastered the fine art of talking with fangs. Some of her words were slurred or lisped; we’d have to work on that. I smiled gently.
“Will yourself to retract your fangs and you can speak normally and look human.” I watched her close her eyes and concentrate, her eyes flying open when she felt herself take on human form again. She looked in the mirror, at what appeared to be the old Simone, seemingly relieved to find herself looking back. Then she began experimentally lowering and raising her fangs, watching her eyes go from blue to silver to blue, over and over again. At last she settled on her “normal” face again, smiling at me in the mirror.
“You did it, Josef! I can’t believe I’m-I’m a--“
“Vampire?”
“Yeah! Can you believe it?” She wrapped her arms around my neck, covering my face with kisses. In that moment I allowed myself to feel the joy of what I had done. I’d given myself a companion for life, given Simone the gift of immortality, a gift I had always reveled in, despite the minor drawbacks that vamps like Mick always dwelled on. I loved being a vampire, and I was going to teach Simone to love it too.
Then, like a switch was thrown, Simone’s happy kisses suddenly turned serious and passionate, and next thing I knew she was attacking me in a different way right on the bathroom floor. Oh, how could I have forgotten stage three? Increased sexual appetite. When she had tried Black Crystal a few months ago, I’d enjoyed the best sex of my life. This had in no way prepared me for vampire Simone’s prowess.
I was licked and sucked from stem to stern. I lost track of the number of orgasms I had, and I laughed in glee every time one of hers hit her, her expletives echoing with the bathroom’s great acoustics. Every time I tried to put myself on top, she overpowered me and arranged me in the position she wanted me in. I finally stopped fighting it and just let her use me any way she liked. I had bite marks all over my body where her fangs dug in at her moments of release, and my ass was covered in bathroom carpet burn from hell. I was black and blue from being thrown against the toilet bowl or slammed against the wall. Thank God for vampire stamina and healing power.
Finally, she seemed sated for the moment, at least sexually. The blood she’d drunk from me, while carrying aphrodisiac properties, did nothing to slake a vampire’s thirst. All the energy she’d expended with our little sexathon needed replenishing, so I rushed downstairs to the kitchen, returning with my arms filled with blood bags for both of us.
After we ate-Simone much more delicately this time--we rose and took a cold shower. She let me take control this time, and I took her against the wall of the shower, starting out slow and easy, loving how I didn’t have to hold back as our passion rose to the point where her head banged against the tile with each thrust. We came together, sinking our fangs into each other’s necks, falling to the floor in exhaustion as the icy water continued to pelt us from all sides.
“Sonofabitch,” I muttered in awe, looking at her and smiling, then laughing with all the exuberance I was feeling.
“You can say that again,” she replied tiredly. “Actually, those were my own words a time or two.”
“Yeah, you have a mouth like a sailor. I love you for that.”
“Do you?” she asked me seriously. “Do you still, now that my body is cold and I can no longer give you human blood?”
I pulled her close to me again, smoothing back her sodden hair so I could look into her eyes. “I fell in love with you, Simone, and would have had you been either a vampire or a human. You get me. You don’t put up with my shit. I like that in a woman.”
She reached up and kissed me lightly, lacing her fingers in mine. “And now I can kick your ass if I want to.”
I laughed at that very real possibility. “Yes, and what a scary lawyer you’ll be now, too.”
“When do you think I’ll be ready for that? Ready to be around humans again?”
I wasn’t going to lie to her. “It depends on how well you handle yourself around the freshies tomorrow. Could be days, could be weeks. I’ll get Mick to help me with your training, so maybe it will go by faster.”
“And my human friends, my family-they won’t be able to see a difference?”
“Only if you vamp out in front of them or lose control of yourself. But we won’t let you out in human society unescorted until we’re sure you’re ready.”
Her family lived on the East Coast now, and she only saw them at Christmas. That was six months away, which was one of the reasons we chose to turn her now rather than later. She’d had a couple months of vacation time built up with her law firm, so she’d taken a short leave of absence without endangering her job or position there. I had promised her to make the transition as easy and seamless as possible. Most vampires were able to live among humans; I didn’t see why it would be any different for Simone.
She leaned her head on my shoulder, enjoying the refreshing coldness of the water.
“You must save a ton of money on hot water heating,” she mused softly, beginning to drift off to sleep.
“I know. But you should see the air conditioning bill.” But Simone was already asleep. I kissed her wet forehead in contentment.
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Sometime during the night, I carried her leaden body into the new freezer I’d had installed. It wasn’t nearly my bedtime yet, and Simone’s body clock was haywire now. It would take some time to adapt to vampire hours, which might be difficult to work around in her job. I had enough money for the both of us, so I was thinking of backing her if she wanted to start her own practice. My mind swirled with the possibilities.
I had to talk to someone, so of course, I chose Mick. When he answered breathlessly, I remembered I must be interrupting his anniversary nuptials.
“Josef? Is everything okay?”
“Oops. Go back to Beth. We’re fine.”
“That’s okay. We were just, uh…finishing our uh…celebration.”
I laughed at his discomfort. “It’s okay to tell me you were in the middle of the best lay of your life and I should fuck off. I’d understand, Mick.”
“That seriously has never worked before, Josef, and I actually was finished with the best lay of my life. But enough about me. How’d it go with Simone?” It didn’t take vampire hearing to hear Beth asking for news in the background.
“Flying colors, Mick. I couldn’t be happier with how well it’s going. She gave me a scare at first, when she didn’t come to right away, but it’s all good now. I was gonna ask you a favor. Could you come over tomorrow and help me teach her about freshies? And maybe in a few days she might be ready to practice vampire jumping techniques. Not my forte, I admit.”
“Sure, man, whatever I can do to help, you know that.”
“Is Simone okay? Is she frightened or confused?” That was Beth, and I could imagine Mick’s irritation as she cut in on our conversation.
“Did you hear that?” Mick asked.
“I think they heard her in San Diego. Tell her she’s fine. I’ll have her call Beth tomorrow.”
I had to listen to Mick relay the message. We were just saying our goodbyes when I heard Simone scream bloody murder. I ran to the freezer room, Mick and Beth’s frantic questions emanating from my cell phone as I went. I threw it down when I saw the vision that greeted me. Simone was begging to be let out of the freezer, pounding on the door and sides in abject terror. I opened the top door and she sprang out with a burst of vampire adrenalin. I grabbed her and held her shaking form, trying to calm her down.
It was then that I remembered that Simone was claustrophobic. Dammit! What a fuckin’ idiot I was!
“Oh, baby, I’m so sorry. Shhh…Simone….it’s alright now. I forgot! I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” She had settled down, and her tight grip around my waist was loosening. Then she promptly slugged me across the face.
“Don’t you ever lock me in a coffin again, you inconsiderate asshole!”
I lay on the floor where I fell, staring at the magnificent creature I’d created, naked, beautiful, and powerful. Though my nose was aching and bleeding, I struggled not to laugh in wonder.
“I won’t, I swear,” I finally managed.
I guess I’d have to figure out some other sleeping arrangements.