Marking off another day on her calendar, Vivienne flipped the pages back and sighed contently as she took in the eight months that had passed. “Late August.” Vivienne contently spoke to herself and placed the small black marker back in its place. Gliding gracefully through her modest villa, Vivienne made her way to the compact living room and sat in her plush chair. “Summer is about over, Mon amour.” Strumming her fingers, Vivienne winked at Faye teasingly. “Demain soir, tout se passera.”

Faye closed the lid on her laptop and shook her head frantically, “What do you mean everything? Tomorrow night?” Faye stopped a moment to translate what Vivienne casually rattled off. “How did I forget it was tomorrow?” Faye bolted off to the kitchen and looked at the calendar. “ I can’t…be..”

“Say it in French, Faye. You need practice.” Vivienne started laughing.

Peeking out from the kitchen, Faye pursed her lips and concentrated. “Tu n'es pas censé me voir ce soir, je ne peux pas être là.” Faye laughed, “I think that is the fastest I have said anything in French, I am not sure I said it completely right.”

“I understood what you said, my love.” Vivienne crossed her legs, “I cannot fathom why you are insisting on that silly tradition. How is me not seeing you for one night any better luck than what we’ve had for the last few months?” Vivienne reached for one of the many stacks of wedding magazines the couple had collected since early spring when they traveled to Saint-Maxime. Flipping through the pages, Vivienne gazed over the luxurious places for rent and shook her head. “If we were going to be this traditional, why didn’t we have all of our friends here in France with us and make it a huge wedding?”

Faye shrugged and darted quickly to their bedroom, slamming the door. “I don’t know, Viv. Once we did the dedication for my parents, made the memorial park … for the Park’s… I was rather anxious to leave.” Faye pulled her small bag from under their bed and gathered her essentials. “You were also determined to follow what Sylvie told you.” Faye laughed, “Next thing I knew I was on this huge boat crossing the Atlantic.”

“You sound like I made this up.” Vivienne tossed the glossy book back on the table with a huff, “I have told you before that all she said was, ‘Love yourself..go home.’ …I took that to mean here in France. This little villa on the outskirts of the port.”

Unlike the vast house in Virginia Beach or the massive Ravenstead Manor, Vivienne’s French home was a modest two-bedroom boxy house that sat quietly on a plot just outside the port town of Saint-Maxime. Made with gray and white stone from a local quarry, the little house had five windows to match her other homes and were purely decorative. An archway made of tan colored brick outlined where a solid black steel door hung with a brass knocker in the center along with a small button doorbell to the left. Completing its look, the house had a basic roof covered with black and gray shingles.

Keeping the home small to accent the land, Vivienne ensured the front walkway was lined with night-blooming flowers. Tuberose, with its tall stalks and rich honey scent blended with the gentle creeping lemon-scented evening primrose, attracted butterflies that fluttered around the home at all hours of the night. White pavers held in place with sand, created the remaining path around the property, allowing anyone to stop and admire the other sections of purposefully placed flowers to admire, complete with small two-person benches.

Shaking her head, Vivienne stood up and walked to the front door and stepped out onto the front porch and gazed up at the moon. “Faye, love. I didn’t hear you voice any concern about being on the yacht while we were coming to France.” Vivienne leaned on the brick column, “A full moon. I am not sure I can look at it without seeing Miss Mikoda anymore.”

Sliding her hand over Vivienne’s shoulder, Faye kissed Vivienne on the back of her neck. “Don’t turn around.” Faye ran her fingers through her partner’s long silky hair. “I know you didn’t make it up. Take a look out there.” Faye trailed little kisses across Vivienne’s neck. “Look at how far we’ve come, darling.”

Leaning back into her lover, Vivienne closed her shiny blue eyes and let Faye’s warmth permeate her. “I am still in a moderate form of disbelief. You talked me into tearing down the gates and walls. Casey, you and I cultivated everything out there.” Vivienne pointed to a couple kissing by the purple roses. “Love is the lay of the land, it would appear.”

Faye backed away from Vivienne and rubbed her back. “It certainly did wonders for us. Why not express it whenever we can?” Faye giggled, “You know, since we opened the flower garden we’ve had about ten thousand visitors, and no casualties.”

Letting out a light laugh, Vivienne walked over and plucked one of the tuberose and breathed in its rich scent. “They have nothing really to fear from me, Mon amour. It is more about your amazing ability to curb your cravings.”

“Okay, you can come back inside if you want.” Faye called from the bedroom once more.

“My control isn’t perfect, Vivienne. That's why I have to come inside after a few minutes.” Faye sat down on the bed and closed her eyes and forced back the fire that burned her throat. “Vivienne?” Faye called for her fiancée.

Instantly darting inside and closing the front door behind her, Vivienne stopped short of going into the bedroom, “Faye? Mon amour, shall I come inside? I can feel the confusion, love.”

“It would be bad luck. Can you just…” Faye trailed off.

Making her way back to the kitchen, Vivienne opened the refrigerator and grabbed a few plastic bags of blood and placed them in front of their bedroom door. “...I did it already, Faye. Let me get back to my chair then you can sneak your snack.”

Sensing that Vivienne had left the door, Faye snatched the two blood bags and quickly snapped the door closed again. “Thanks.”

Vivienne no sooner sat back in her chair, than she heard the swift gulping sounds coming from their bedroom. “That was really fast, Mon amour.” Vivienne giggled, “I think you miss me already. You know my lap is open if you want to come out here and play.” Vivienne changed her tone to a more seductive and playful one. “This will be the longest time since the farm we’ve been apart, assuming you keep up with this ridiculous tradition.” Vivienne playfully giggled, “Mon amour. It is a full moon. We could go bare onto the back porch and run our fingers over each other all night.” Vivienne sighed, “One little finger, circling your shapely hips, swirling over your navel…” Vivienne closed her eyes and visualized Faye’s bare skin on hers. Seconds later, Vivienne heard Faye frantically drain the second pouch followed by a loud thud. “You wouldn’t have happened to slide off the bed once again, have you?”

“Still not a comedian, Viv.” Faye picked herself up from the floor and flopped on the bed face up. “I still think you pushed me out of the bed, more than I accidentally slipped out.” Faye snorted and pushed the vision of Vivienne kissing her belly button from her mind. “This is important to me, Viv. It’s tradition. Besides, won’t it be so much better when we can undress each other slowly after the ceremony?”

Deciding that she wanted her own meal and a distraction, Vivienne darted with a blur out of the back door and headed down the white brick path until she found a young woman looking at the rows of white and blue moonflowers. -Huntress. Master of the hunt.- Vivienne felt the rush of her quick meal and silently slid behind the woman and blew lightly so that the blonde-haired lady fell into Vivienne’s arms. “Nothing to fear…” She breathed into the lady’s ear, “...All that matters is the moonflowers and the excitement of my words.”

“Moonflowers..so pretty.” The young French woman uttered in broken English.

Blood rushed from the lady’s neck and cooled Vivienne’s parched throat. Licking the wounds closed, Vivienne sighed and swallowed the remaining blood that had gotten on her lips. “Réveille-toi ma chérie, tu avais l'air d'avoir le vertige.”

Reaching up and gripping Vivienne’s shoulder the young lady gathered her strength and stood up, “I can speak English, though your French is impeccable.” She looked around, still lightheaded. “I am glad you were here to catch me, I didn’t know I was dizzy and falling.” She curled her eyebrow, “Did I say something about the moonflowers?”

Vivienne nodded her head and helped the woman to one of the benches. “You responded fast enough when I asked you to awaken, so just sit here and relax. I am sure your date will be here before long.”

“Merci.” The lady leaned back on the bench with a smile on her face. “Enjoy the rest of your night, Doctor Moreau.”

Curiously lifting one of her slender eyebrows, Vivienne faced the young lady. “I was not aware that you knew me.”

Nodding and still smiling, the woman pointed towards the house. “Most of us know the lovely blue-eyed heavenly doctor who opened her villa for us all to see.”

“Your English is impeccable.” Vivienne laughed. “Enjoy your evening, I hope it goes well.”

Vivienne returned a wave and headed back to her small cottage. While only about ten minutes had passed, the atmosphere within her home had subtly changed. “Oh my.” Vivienne said as she closed the back door.

“Yep, Casey. Did you enjoy your little girlie meal?” Faye called from behind the bedroom door, still lying on the bed. “I thought you were bad.”

“How did you know I was gone?” Vivienne playfully asked. “I didn’t announce it.”

Faye hesitated momentarily, “You think I don’t know your routine? You hunt every night about this time.” Giggling lightly, Faye finished her thought. “A couple minutes after I heard the door open…that began.”

Almost as if the suggestion had been planted, moans of sexual pleasure started crooning from the second bedroom. “Mmmhmm, Yes baby. Just like…oh god…mercy me…yessss…” Casey howled without caring about her other two roommates. “That’s right, pinch my nipples….mmm…come on…”

“I picked a bad time to come back inside.” Vivienne remarked and stretched out on the sofa. “I resent the remark that I am bad. Pray tell me, Mon amour, how am I bad?”

Grabbing the pillows and covering her ears in vain, Faye grumbled and forced the sex sounds that Casey kept belting out and concentrated on answering Vivienne. “You just teased me with your lips and my navel, when you know I am trying to be traditional.”

Shaking her head and laughing, Vivienne teasingly responded. “Correct me if I am wrong, but isn’t sex out of wedlock against tradition as well?” Vivienne paused when a particularly loud scream of pleasure erupted from Casey’s bedroom. “Who knew she could let go like that.” Vivienne giggled.

“No..no, don’t…don’t stop…” Casey giggled from behind her bedroom door, “You sexy devil, give it to me…mmmm.” Casey let out more passionate moans, “Just…like….oh… yessss…”

Faye groaned and sat up staring at her bedroom door. “Vivienne. You try being in love with … well you. It is a difficult thing, trust me.” Faye walked to the door and nearly opened it. “Even now I can see your eyes in my head, looking at me with passion and desire. Then you speak.” Faye slid down the length of the door landing hard on her bottom. “Your skin… normally flawless in every way, gets bumps when I touch you.” Faye sighed, “Have all that in your head and then Casey getting worked in the room across the hall.”

“So it is by your observation that I am bad because you are in love with me and cannot help yourself?” Vivienne propped a pillow behind her, “Sounds like you should come out here then and…”

Faye hit the door she was propped against lightly, “Don’t say it, Vivienne. Don’t say ….”

“..Give me a spanking.” Vivienne laughed and looked at the bedroom door. “Mmm, isn’t that what you are supposed to do with bad girls?”

Faye groaned and pulled herself from the floor before answering. “You said it.” Walking to their shelf of knickknacks, Faye picked up her round and broken glasses. “Observe.” Faye closed her eyes and smiled. “I observe that I love you so much that I asked you to marry me. I observe…so much more than I did when I wore these…Innocent and instant love was in the brown eyes that hid behind the glasses.”

“Are you including the word observe in your vows tomorrow?” Vivienne questioned.

Faye unzipped the garment bag that held her champagne-colored wedding dress. “Where’s the fun in telling you what I have written?” Faye smiled and ran her hands over the pearls that outlined the sleeves. “Vivienne, you already know how I feel. I suspect you could probably complete my thoughts and sentences at this point.” Walking over to the door and pressing a light kiss on the oak, Faye sighed. “I think it fits and I love you. Isn’t that good enough for now?”

Desperate cries of pleasure quieted and gave way to sweaty sounding heavy grunts that pulsed behind Casey’s bedroom door. With the quiet urging whispers of impending climaxes, the music Casey had started after closing the door was more evident. Matching the sentiment and needs of the moment, the smooth R&B song “Needs” by Tinashe flowed through the small villa.

Way we been at it, I can't stand up, yeah (stand up)
Had a bonanza, yeah
Peaches, bananas
And now you want me all to yourself, you just can't help it when my
Hands on my knees, they ain't never seen moves like these (mmm)
Nice and clean, A1 body but the talk real mean (so mean)
He's simpin'
Said, "Lord, please forgive me, " oh
Said, "I don't like beggin' but I'm on my knees"
(Na-na-na, na-na-na) Don't be a tease
(Na-na-na, na-na-na) Grab them keys Afterparty in between the sheets
Top floor shawty in a penthouse suite
(Na-na-na, na-na-na) Make ya say, "Please"
(Na-na-na, na-na-na) "Please"
I'm not easy, but I'm fiendin'
I'm just human, we all got needs…

“That’s it baby, cum for Casey…Mmhm…” Casey whispered, “You feel so great..I know you’re so close..” Casey cooed from beyond her door. “Tight body…working so…h… hard…” Casey purred.

Putting Casey’s urging in the back of her mind, Vivienne smiled when she heard her partner lightly kiss the door. “My love, I know anything you have will be special. It will not hold a candle to the delightful lady beyond our door that just tried to kiss me through the wood.” Sliding off the sofa, Vivienne walked to the bedroom door and sat down. Tucking herself lightly in the small frame, Vivienne placed her hand on the warm wood. “Separated by a flimsy piece of wood.” Vivienne leaned up and flipped her velvety coal-black hair over her shoulder. “Alas, my love…If we cannot see each other all night, then I can sit here with you and be as close as possible.”

“Mmhmm, that was lovely Lyam.” Casey purred lightly from her room. “That was..wow.” Casey giggled lightly and sounds of light kissing echoed in her room. “I think I should clean up and get all of this off my chest.”

Breaking out into laughter loud enough that Vivienne and Casey could hear, Faye lightly bopped her head against the doorframe. “That is like five in a row that have finished..you know…on her boobs.”

Half paying attention to the antics coming from Casey’s room, Vivienne had begun picking at her long vampiric fingernails. “What? Oh, right. Five.” Vivienne quickly caught up to the conversation. “Casey does provide a unique experience to some gentlemen.” Vivienne held up her hand, “Faye, darling?”

Comforted by the gentle scent of her partner slipping through the bottom of the door, Faye laid her head on the paneled door. “Humm? You sound like you want to ask me something.”

“It is a trivial question as compared to the importance of sex out of wedlock or whether Casey’s hefty chest is target worthy.” Vivienne calmly added.

Unable to help herself, Faye laughed hard enough that her stomach started to ache softly. “Oh my god, Vivienne.” Faye sputtered and kept giggling for a few more seconds.

Wrapped in her white and wet bed sheet, Casey exited her room and walked confidently past Vivienne sitting on the floor and to the bathroom door. “Target worthy?” Casey closed the door, “It’s been kinda a curse my whole life. Since I was about twelve.” Casey turned on the water, “Every guy I have been with has had this fascination of cumming on my boobs.” Casey chuckled, “I can’t help it, I was born this way.”

“I know that line.” Faye managed to say after her laughter passed. “Viv, you said trivial?”

Casey pressed the button to start the shower. “Who Framed Roger Rabbit.” Casey pulled the glass shower door closed. “Old movie, but fun. The rabbit’s wife.” Casey drenched her hair under the warm stream of water. “I have been compared to her quite a few times.”

Turning to face the sound of a young man making a hasty exit from Casey’s room, Vivienne stood up in anticipation of Casey’s latest conquest to try and shake her hand. “Nice to…” Vivienne paused as she watched the guy freeze in place and his eyes get as big as saucers.

“L..Lyam…” He offered and blushed deep red, still staring at Vivienne. “Des yeux d'un bleu céleste, madame.” He paused and trembled lightly, “Des livres sont écrits sur votre beauté. C'est même si je n'arrive pas à reprendre mon souffle, madame.”

Offering a gentle smile, Vivienne walked over to Lyam and shook his hand. “Thank you for the compliment on my beauty, Lyam.” Vivienne placed her hand on the young man’s back and pushed him along. “Allow me to help you walk as you gather your breath.” Vivienne guided the gentleman to the front door, “Thank you for allowing me to practice my French.” She watched as Lyam tried to lean in and kiss her. Vivienne raised a single finger to the man’s lips, stopping him. “That would be unwise, besides…you just were with my best friend.” Vivienne pushed Lyam out and closed the door. “Where was I?”

Faye pulled her knees to her chest and scooted so her back was against the door. “You were saying something about a topic being trivial.” Faye waited a moment, “You know, before you charmed Casey’s boyfriend with your…how did he put it…” Faye thought about the translation for a few seconds, “...book like beauty?”

“Not my boyfriend. Just a guy.” Casey quickly responded. “I am not getting back into that mess. I am not the least bit interested in a relationship.” Clearing the shampoo from her long auburn locks, Casey sighed and added, “You know, Just once I would like to win.” Casey laughed, “I wonder how pretty I would be as a vampire?”

Resuming her seat by their bedroom door, Vivienne felt Faye just beyond the threshold and got a clear picture of Faye with her knees pulled up. “Casey, I am sure you would be lovely. Though I have promised never to create another.”

“She might rival you for beauty, Viv.” Faye lightly chuckled. “Let’s get back on point, you said trivial?”

Gazing at her fingernails again, Vivienne nodded even though she knew Faye couldn’t see. “I don’t want to have red fingernails for once.”

“That was your big dilemma?” Faye offered and began twirling her short pink-black hair around her index finger. “If you don’t want to use the red you always do, then I think you should match them to your eyes.” Faye paused and nibbled on her lip, “Toenails too. I would love it if you matched.”

Turning to face the unopened door, Vivienne gently mirrored her lover’s action and kissed the door once and then opened a small drawer on one of the end tables in the living room. “Excellent choice, Faye. I generally avoid the use of much blue in my ensemble.”

Exiting the bathroom with a light tan towel wrapped around her body and drying her curly locks with another, Casey strolled into the living room and hopped on the sofa. “I can see that, you get so many compliments on your eyes, that any other shade of blue might look dull.” Casey bent over and flipped her hair forward to dry the curls in her hair individually. “So, tomorrow night. Are you nervous, Viv? Faye?” Casey huffed lightly, “Thank you both for making me your maid of honor.” Pausing to twist the towel into her hair, Casey winked at Vivienne. “How exactly is this going to work? Who am I staying with tonight and getting prepared tomorrow?”

“You’re coming with me, Casey.” Faye blurted out quickly. “I’m a bundle of nerves, unlike the calm and cool huntress out there.”

Holding up three bottles for Casey to see, Vivienne gave her ward a questioning look. “Well, which one of the three?”

Pointing to the middle bottle, Casey asked, “What is that one called?”

“Captivating Egyptian.” Vivienne shrugged, “Faye got it for some reason.”

Laughing and holding up her hand, Casey wiggled her fingers. “I bought it, not Faye.” She winked playfully. “I guess I like your heavenly bluuuueeee eyes.” Casey playfully stretched her comment out.

Vivienne put the other two bottles back in the drawer and opened the blue polish. Realizing that Faye had staked her claim on Casey, Vivienne decided to play with her lover a bit. “You do know that Casey is my ward.” She swiped the first layer of blue across her thumbnail. “You go make your own. She’s staying with me tonight.”

“I just might!” Faye proclaimed through the door. “I haven’t made the promise that all my kisses are for you.”

Blowing lightly on her thumb to dry the polish, Vivienne raised one of her long black eyebrows at Casey, who was laughing. “Faye, my love.” Vivienne winked at Casey. “Accomplishing this miraculous feat would mean you have to come out of that room and I would see you.” Vivienne waved Casey over to her, “I am thinking a double French braid would fit the occasion.”

“I am in a towel, Viv.” Casey chuckled. “I think I should at least put on some PJs. I don’t want to be naked all night.” With a tiny groan, Casey pushed herself off the couch and headed into her room. “Give me a couple minutes, and I will do it.”

Faye uncurled herself from the floor and sat on the bed twiddling her fingers. “I am completely bored.” Hearing the door knob twist, Faye glanced up with hope in her green eyes. When she saw her laptop get pushed through the opening, her hopes of glimpsing Vivienne were quickly dashed. “Thanks, Casey.”

“Now you aren’t bored. When I finish with Vivienne’s hair, we can head to the boat.” Casey added.

While she could undoubtedly entertain herself enough with the computer, it wasn’t what Faye really wanted. Faye ran her hands over the silver lid with a symbol of an atom with the letters KH stretched and stamped in the logo, then tossed the advanced prototype to the other side of the bed. While she was thankful that her friend Kody had sent her a device to test, Faye just wasn’t in the frame of mind to do any of the tasks that she was asked to complete. “I don’t want to do work. I almost feel like I should have had a bachelorette party or something. I should be out there, doing something.” Faye glanced at the laptop again and sighed. “That was my old life, a life where I was in a box. We are starting over, Vivienne.”

Admiring the cool blue that adorned her fingernails, Vivienne shook her hands lightly to help the polish dry faster before she could add a top coat. “We could forgo the torture of another night and get married tonight, if you’d like.”

“Vivienne! Yes….god yes.” Faye perked up and danced around happily in their bedroom. “Is…is the captain available to do it tonight? Oh, Vivienne…” Faye stopped in place. “I can’t believe I forgot…oh shit, oh shit…” Faye frantically looked around the room. “Casey, how much longer do you have with Vivienne’s hair? I forgot…damnit, I forgot.”

Casey tightened the first ponytail braid on the left side of Vivienne’s head and clipped it with

a sapphire clip. “Forgot what, Faye? Stop freaking out. I only have the right side of Vivienne’s hair left. Five minutes tops.”

“Something old, Something new, Something borrowed and something blue.” Faye rattled off quickly as she grabbed her dress and shoes. “I can’t wear the laptop, but that is new. So I need everything.” Faye walked to Vivienne’s side of the bed and opened her partner’s wardrobe and began to look at the garments one at a time. “I think it is funny that you hang up your jeans, Vivienne.”

Resisting the urge to look over to where Faye’s voice was coming from, Vivienne held still as her ward worked on the second braid for her hair. “Am I to gather that you are rummaging through my closet and therefore violating my privacy?”

“So it was you, Vivienne.” Casey chuckled lightly to herself thinking about her first morning with Vivienne. “Faye, I asked that same question with the small wardrobe of things at the beach house.” Casey patted her mistress on the shoulder playfully. “So proper.”

Having searched through the hanging clothing and finding nothing of use, Faye pulled drawers one at a time and dug through the contents until she stumbled onto a drawer of dull black leather. “Oh, here’s an idea.” Faye pulled the set of items from the ample space and set them on the bed. Running her fingers over the well-worn outfit, she spotted dried blood over one of the shoulders and knew it was hers. “I haven’t seen this in eight months.” Faye unfolded Vivienne’s outfit that she donned as ‘The Raven’. “You never fixed it, Vivienne?” Getting an idea, Faye walked over to the couple’s shelf and pulled down Vivienne’s small doctor’s kit and opened it. Retrieving the sheers and a scalpel, Faye returned to the bed and carefully started carving into the well-worn leather.

Smelling that air subtly had changed to the familiar scent of her oiled outfit, Vivienne folded her arms and leaned back in the chair before answering Faye. “I wasn’t sure that you wanted me to, Mon amore.” Vivienne paused when Casey snapped the last sapphire onto Vivienne’s braid. “Thank you, Casey. To answer your question first…” Vivienne stood up and hugged her ward. “...Simply put, I have the hangers and I prefer things not to be overly wrinkled.” She pulled back and shrugged. “Faye. Allow me to explain myself with regards to that suit.” Vivienne looked at Casey with one of her long eyebrows raised. “I do believe that the love of my life is cutting my clothes.”

“I did say I would go in there.” Casey pointed to the bathroom. “You go in there and let Faye have the wedding she wants.” Casey waved her hand, to shoo Vivienne along. “Go on, we can hear you in there.”

Pointing at the bedroom door, Vivienne’s blue eyes shone brightly. “I thought you were supposed to be on my side. She’s cutting…I can hear it.” Vivienne placed her hands on her hips. “I am far too lenient on you both.”

“We can discuss the updating of my ward benefit package later.” Casey winked at her mistress. “Until you are married, I am in charge.” Casey again pointed to the bathroom. “Get in there.”

While it appeared that Vivienne didn’t have any interest in the wedding plans, the ancient vampire’s mind and blood were overwrought with excitement. Vivienne let herself live in the moment and did a quick little turn for Casey, and promptly tripped over her own feet. Landing with a little thud and hitting her nose on the floor, Vivienne rolled over and started laughing hysterically. “F…Faye..” Vivienne giggled through her words. “Now…now I get… it. I get it…”

Covering her mouth to stifle a laugh, Casey took a minute to gather herself while Vivienne lay on the floor laughing. Casey cleared her throat and spoke up, “What am I missing here?” She offered a hand for Vivienne to help her stand.

Allowing Casey to help her to her feet, Vivienne squeezed her ward in a tight hug. “Thank you, Casey.” Vivienne paused, “You are missing it.” She snickered a bit more. “When Faye and I first met, she was nervous and excited, tried to jump over the front desk and landed squarely on her nose.”

“Not a shining moment, Vivienne.” Faye called from the bedroom. “I was so embarrassed.”

Tapping on her nose lightly, Vivienne continued, “I didn’t quite get what she meant about the pride thing at the time.” Vivienne headed to the bathroom, “Not because I don’t understand pride or anything, but because I haven’t ever tripped on my own feet…until now.” Taking the time to refold and hang up the towels that Casey had moved and used, Vivienne finished her thought. “I felt it, the queasy feeling after I fell..I get it now.”

“Vivienne, you are doing it again. Getting lost in topics.” Faye giggled and waved as Casey came into the bedroom. “How good are you with a needle and thread, Casey?” Faye handed Casey a relatively long leather strip cut from the shoulder of Vivienne’s suit. “I asked you why you didn’t fix this, Viv.” Faye held up the strip to her neck and silently mouthed to Casey, “Collar.”

Bored enough to rearrange the bottles of beauty products around the tub and shower,

Vivienne laughed silently, then answered. “I said before I was unsure that you wanted me to.” She paused to smell the lime and coconut shampoo that Casey used. “When I wanted to bring it with me to Petersburg, it felt like you wanted me to give up the persona. So, I tucked it away and left it.” Vivienne picked up Faye’s bubblegum smelling pink conditioner and took a deep breath, savoring the scent. “I haven’t even looked back. Not being ‘The Raven’ has been a relief in some ways.”

“Wasn’t it you not hunting excessive brethren that caused the issues that helped Denise come about?” Faye asked and made a mark on the strap she’d cut. “Casey, It lacks the blue and I need to have something that keeps it on.”

Nodding and smiling, Casey nibbled on her lip as an idea came to her. “It needs to be blue, then you have all bases covered. I have an idea. Let me go to my room fast.” She winked at Faye as she darted out of the door. “I know my way around a bit of sewing. I have a better plan though. I’ll be back.” Sprinting off through the door, Casey dug around the mess within her room until she found her small sewing kit. “Perfect.” Throwing open her closet door, Casey pulled small boxes down until she found what she was looking for, a denim blue chiffon shawl. “Faye, I found it. Though you will owe me about two hundred dollars.”

“Bill me.” Faye laughed. “Wait. Vivienne is paying for the wedding, bill her.”

Kicking the clothes out of her way, Casey glanced at her disaster of a room and dismissed the thought of actually cleaning. “Later. I will do it later.” Making her way back to Faye, Casey showed the delicate wrap to Faye. “I have it to match the few black dresses I use.” Casey placed the leather strap Faye created over the cape and carefully made an outline with a white sewing pencil. “We do this double wide and then I can cover the strip here with the chiffon.” Casey winked at Faye. “It will be beautiful.” Casey then quickly packed up the entire contents laying on the bed, to include Vivienne’s ‘Raven’ suit. “Just in case we need more. Let’s get out of here so Vivienne can get dressed.”

Allowing a few quiet minutes to pass after she’d heard the doors to the house open and close a few times, Vivienne finally exited her little bathroom and silently strode into the hall and first into Casey’s room. Wanting to do something to occupy her mind, Vivienne picked up and placed the obvious dirty clothes in her ward’s hamper. Chuckling lightly to herself, Vivienne specifically picked up the half dozen pairs of jeans that were half folded in Casey’s drawer and placed them on hangars and in the dead center of her closet. -That should make my point, my ward.- Once Vivienne cleaned up Casey’s room, she took a deep breath and walked into her bedroom.

Closing the door out of habit, Vivienne then turned and noticed that Faye had laid out everything Vivienne needed for the wedding on the bed. Front and center held Vivienne’s egg white mermaid wedding dress. Designed to be worn off the shoulder and flare gracefully at her tight thighs, Vivienne had become smitten and showed her first sign of excitement when Faye and her picked it out. Touching the delicate silk, Vivienne recalled the nervous twitch in her chest and the hopping in place that Faye giggled at. -I do have emotions.- Vivienne told herself and turned to face her wardrobe.

Aware that the garment wasn’t in its drawer, Vivienne pulled open the dark wooden drawer and pulled out the final piece of her recent past. The mask of the Raven. The mask of vampiric horror. The mask of unbridled anger. The mask of defiance. Vivienne turned the black leather over in her hands a few times and admired its simple ability to strike fear in her brethren at a glimpse. -Was it the Raven, or you that struck fear, Ancient One?- The subtle darkness teased Vivienne from the recesses of her being. -Both.- Vivienne responded to the sweet demonic voice calling to her. -I created the Raven out of spite, never facing the fear of what I had become. I hid behind her dark visage…- Vivienne paused in her thoughts and smiled. -Your visage, you demon. You’ve controlled me all these years. Reclusive and alone. I was on the verge,wasn’t I?-

Laughing and cackling the monster within Vivienne slid back to its supposed cage with a little cryptic message. -Pity. You and I were just starting to get along. Enjoy the supposed victory.-

Crossing over to the small fireplace in their bedroom, Vivienne tossed the old mask in and watched it burn. “New beginnings, Faye. The Raven is gone.” Vivienne felt a soothing warmth pulse through her body and she walked over to the bed and picked up her dress. Allowing herself to feel the same rush of emotion that she did before, Vivienne hugged the dress tightly to her and spun happily in place. Unwilling to wrinkle her dress further, Vivienne smoothed the fabric out and placed it back on the bed while she put on her undergarments, complete with a high waist white leather garter belt. While rolling on her bone white stockings, Vivienne felt the unfamiliar feeling of her hand shaking once more.

Raising her hand so that it was in view, Vivienne didn’t bother to will her body to stop. -Nervous and anxious.- Vivienne admitted to herself as she started rocking on the bed and rhythmically bouncing her legs. -I’m not alone anymore.- She emphasized to herself. Moreover, I don’t want to be alone.- Once Vivienne admitted her subtle change in ideal to herself, the only lingering anxiety was with the wedding itself.

Pushing through her trembling hand, Vivienne clipped her stockings to the straps on the belt and stood up. -Now or never, Viv. You’re only doing this once.- Slipping the silky dress over her torso, Vivienne didn’t consider that she needed someone to help her with the zipper. Forcing herself to think through the delirium of her impending vows, Vivienne simply extended her claws so that she could reach the tiny metal catch and close the dress tightly to her hourglass frame. Once the clasp was in position, Vivienne adjusted her breasts in the tight bodice and then made sure that the shoulderless sleeves were in their proper place.

Thankful that she didn’t have to bend over in the dress to wear her heels, Vivienne slipped her feet into the comfortable shoes and made her way over to her jewelry drawer. -This shouldn’t take long.- Vivienne excitedly told herself as she opened the drawer and pulled out two boxes. Flipping the lids open, she pulled out a set of pearl earrings and a matching gleaming tight-fitting necklace. First holding the white spheres up to her dress, Vivienne confirmed that the shades of white matched almost perfectly before she clipped on the earrings and twisted the necklace on. -Lovely.-

Vivienne clapped her hands together and then reached for her newly furnished make-up drawer. -Less is better.- Vivienne took a steady breath and ran through the lessons that Casey and Faye had given her. Envisioning what she looked like, Vivienne reached for the various pencils and first outlined her eyelids and lips in a rich blue that matched her piercing blue eyes. Without a mirror to assist, Vivienne slowly filled in the outlined areas lightly until she felt the change in her skin that the cosmetics provided. -Trust your instincts as you always do, Vivienne.- Faye’s voice came to mind as she carefully patted a smoky touch into her blue eyeshadow. Completing her look with a light clear gloss on her electric blue lipstick, Vivienne carefully placed everything back in its place and cleaned her hands and the dresser so that nothing got on her dress.

Happily dance-like striding around the room so the flair on her dress swayed in the air, Vivienne double checked the room and picked up her gold and white small purse and headed for the door. Just as her hand touched the door knob, she froze in place. -Never again.- Smiling as she reached for the shelf with the last of her grave soil, Vivienne picked up the old canister and stuffed it in her purse.

Racing out of the bedroom, Vivienne went into the kitchen and grabbed her rose covered corsage and slipped it on her wrist. When the elastic lightly popped on her wrist, the clock hanging in the living room chimed once to note the bottom of the hour. -Thirty minutes.- Secretly exiting the back door like she did earlier in the evening, Vivienne took a deep breath and seamlessly changed into her tiny raven form and flew towards the port.

Early evenings in Sainte-Maxime in late August were still seasonably warm and the air carried light particles of salt that flew as the water from the bay crashed lightly on the sandy beaches and sharp coastline. Well-lit with soft yellow light to emulate flames, the wooden boardwalk sported various nightlife spots where the hundreds of people gathered and jovially spent their evenings.

The raven found a small wire perch like she always did in the past and watched people pass below her. Unlike times before, the little bird wasn’t looking for a potential meal or even a trespasser in her city. This time, the little bird darted her dreamy blue eyes in search of couples. Vivienne patiently waited and before long, she was able to take in the many ways that each couple doted on each other as they talked and found comfort in being together. Amour.- Vivienne said to herself and happened to see a young couple stop and lightly kiss in a simple romantic moment. Shaking nervously within her tiny form, Vivienne was reminded of Faye’s soft lips when they kissed with the same simple passion and romance that she’d just witnessed.

Regaining control of herself, Vivienne spread her wings and let the warm breeze lift her from the wire and hold her in the air for a few seconds before she darted off in the direction of her yacht. Helped along by the breeze, Vivienne set eyes on her sleek maroon and tan ship aptly named ‘Blood’s Bounty’. Well over one hundred and fifty feet long and complete with dual outriggers, the ship looked more like an aerodynamic version of the space shuttle than an actual yacht. Black windows lined the bridge with smaller dark windows around the rest of the main cabin. Steps that allowed entry to the boat were carved into both outriggers and the rear metal paneling.

Typically, devoid of any ornamentation so it could travel unhindered across seas and oceans, the wedding changed its appearance to one that proudly showed off an impending celebration. Outlining the maroon metal structure hung champagne and off white flags that whipped lightly in the summer breeze. Pale fairy lighting had been wrapped tightly around the rear of the ship so that it led a path to the interior cabin.

Landing on a strip of cornflower blue carpet, Vivienne shifted into her human form and gazed over the water until Casey came out to greet her. “We meet again, Miss Rivers.” Vivienne smiled and winked.

Dressed in a short but elegant deep purple dress, Casey walked up and bowed to her mistress. “Doctor Moreau, so glad you could be here this evening.” Casey playfully spoke just before she started laughing. “Viv, let me take a look at you.”

Slowly twisting so that her dress flowed around her legs, Vivienne turned away from the bay and brought her sapphire eyes to bear on her ward. “Unfamiliar with the intricacies of makeup, I thought it better to use only what I have practiced. How do I look?”

Prepared for an over use of cosmetics, Casey had brought a small case so she could remove anything excess that Vivienne had applied. Although aware of Vivienne’s natural beauty in all forms, Casey took a few seconds to catch her breath after Vivienne asked her question. “Ium-Am…” Casey stammered and dropped the case on the deck of the yacht. “Viv?” She walked up close to her mistress, “You…look…perfect.” Casey resisted the urge to press herself into Vivienne’s glossy blue lips. “I wish you could see yourself in a mirror. Faye will melt.” Casey pointed and circled her finger around where Vivienne had applied her eyeshadow. “How…I can’t do this good with a mirror. I didn’t know it was possible to see you more beautiful.”

“I would give you a big hug if I could, Casey.” Vivienne winked at her ward. “However, If I wrinkle this dress, I might upset Faye or break a seam since this is glued to my body.” Vivienne pointed to the lighting. “This is new, who’s idea was this?”

Adjusting the corsage so that it sat flatly on Vivienne’s wrist, Casey turned and offered her arm. “Last minute update from the captain of all people. Wanted to let you have a lovely path to walk up.” Casey pointed to the interior of the ship. “I think Faye is too nervous to walk much, so she’s letting you do the wedding march.”

Hesitating and gripping Casey’s arm so the young woman winced, Vivienne glanced over. “My knees are shaking; my head is spinning and I have this tingle down my spine.” Vivienne leaned against Casey. “I have fallen once tonight, don’t let me..”

“I won’t, Viv.” Casey smiled. “The music just started, Faye is in there waiting.” Casey tapped lightly on Vivienne’s chest. “Love is waiting for you, Viv.”

Steadily Vivienne made her way up the little pathway of lights and into the plush interior of the boat. Normally aware of how the boat was steeped in warm colors backed by polished dark wood walls, Vivienne forgot where she was and focused on Faye’s kaleidoscope green eyes and wide smile. Barely aware that the pins and needles had faded, Vivienne walked up the slight incline to come face to face with Faye. “Hi.”

Wearing her own strapless cream-colored wedding gown, Faye’s wasn’t form fitting like Vivienne’s, but still hugged the right spots on her small body while giving the illusion that the rest was fluid as a calm river. A lace and beaded bodice criss-crossed Faye’s chest and flowed into her long flower-like sleeves. Swirling around Faye’s tummy, more beaded lace attached to the lower half of the dress at her hips. Flaring out from her waist, Faye’s dress also had blue and gold lilies that gave the illusion of floating gently in water. Completing the look, Faye’s neck had a collar tied on that was a display of latticework of worn leather and matching blue chiffon. Nervously spinning her bouquet in her hands, Faye looked into Vivienne’s blue eyes and managed to reply. “Hello, yourself.”

When the captain walked up, Vivienne released Casey’s arm and the ward stood between her friends silently. Sporting a graying beard and a cliche looking white sailor’s cap, the captain cleared his throat before looking at the couple before him. “I don’t typically have the honor to join two lovely people together in matrimony. However, when Faye approached me and explained she was determined to get Doctor Moreau to walk the aisle, I could hardly say no to her.” He waited for the three ladies to stop politely laughing. “Imagine my surprise when I asked how they wanted to proceed. Confidently they both said at the same time, we will make our own vows.” Reaching for Vivienne’s and Faye’s hands, he brought them together. “Very well ladies, Miss Rivers and I are here to witness this lovely event. Who would like to start?”

Faye pointed to herself. “Vivienne, if you don’t mind?” Faye smiled when Vivienne shook her head, and reached for the gold wedding band she’d had made for Vivienne. "Vivienne. I thought I needed to promise the same things my mother and father did to one another. You know, to love, cherish and honor. I practiced the words in my head hundreds of times from the second I asked you to marry me." Faye smiled warmly and kissed both of Vivienne hands, "Those didn't seem to fit. True love isn't just a quick tingly feeling. It's devotion that never fades. Vivienne Moreau, you have my heart. I love you. I'll always be at your side. Blood shared; blood bonded." Faye slid the ring on Vivienne's finger, "My symbol of love and never-ending dedication."

Vivienne felt the depth and devotion of Faye’s loving vow, and fought back the tears that had begun to gloss over her sapphire blue eyes. Reaching for the matching wedding band, Vivienne took a few deep breaths and focused on Faye. "What is the best expression of love? A kiss? Perchance saying Mon amore? Until I met you, I didn't know. Love is meeting the stranger you've known your whole life. Faye, the moment we met I was nervous...yet at peace. I've vowed my kisses, vowed my love. Faye, now I vow my eternal life to you." Vivienne placed the ring on Faye's finger. "Simple and true, this ring is my solid symbol of a never-ending loop of love."

Smiling wide, the grizzled captain nodded and looked at Casey. “Unless you have an objection?”

Casey shook her head and wiped away the tears streaming down her face. “None. They belong together, I’ve never seen love like this. I would say they are made for each other.” Casey looked at Vivienne and Faye, “I love the both of you.”

Happy to continue with his duties, the captain took off his hat and placed it over his heart. “Then by the power vested in me as my role as captain and by the laws of this beautiful land we call France, I pronounce you as one. Bride to Bride, woman to woman, Vivienne to Faye. You may now… kiss.”

Vivienne stood motionless for the few seconds it took Faye to hand Casey her bouquet of roses. Vivienne closed the gap and slid her hands along Faye’s jaw until they rested just behind her wife’s ears. Pulling Faye to her, Vivienne slightly tilted her head and leaned forward and let a tiny breath escape her lips. Vivienne felt Faye lean into her hands and curve her heart shaped lips into a tiny pucker. When Vivienne watched Faye’s emerald eyes slide shut, she pressed her glossed lips onto her wife’s velvety ones.

Throwing her arms around Vivienne’s neck, Faye pressed her trembling body into Vivienne’s and gave herself entirely to the kiss. Relying on Vivienne’s heavenly hold on her, Faye let the feeling of her lover's lips permeate and radiate through her tiny frame. Dropping her fangs quickly into place, Faye punctured a small hole in her tongue before offering her blood along with a deeper and more passionate kiss.

Blood passed easily through Vivienne’s open mouth and she tasted the love that she’d become familiar with over the last few months. Swirling her tongue with Faye’s, Vivienne joined her partner in the blood exchange and drove a hole into her own tongue, mingling their vampire natures as one.

Slow moments passed and once the blood exchange had stopped, Vivienne lightly whined as she reluctantly pulled away from their first married kiss. “Delightful as usual, Mon amour.” “Likewise, Vivienne.” Faye purred and looked at the captain.

Bowing to the couple, the captain placed his cap back on his balding head. “I present Misses Vivienne and Faye Moreau.”

Casey clapped and held out her hands for the newlyweds. “We need a touch of privacy before I can give you both my gift.”

Closing the door to their lower deck room, Vivienne and Faye stood calmly watching Casey until the engines of the yacht started. Vivienne wrapped her arm around Faye’s waist and kissed her wife on the cheek, leaving a glossy blue print behind. “Casey, what is this gift you have for the two of us?”

Unfamiliar with the motion of the boat’s movement, Casey found herself holding onto the wall in order to maintain an upright position. “Woah, I regret coming over on the jet now. This looks like it could have been fun.”

Vivienne placed a sting of kisses along Faye’s neck and stopped at the collar. “You made this out of my suit?” Vivienne purred happily.

Swaying gently to both the boat and Vivienne’s proximity, Faye nodded to her wife.

“Y..you…you..” She sighed and smiled. “You are still making my head foggy, Vivienne.” Waving her hand at Casey, “We are being rude to our one guest.” Hearing Vivienne gasp softly, Faye pointed to her auburn haired friend, “I don’t know how much longer I can control her or myself, Casey.” Locking her eyes on Vivienne’s beaming blue ones, Faye nodded. “There isn’t much left of your suit, yes it is made with her chiffon wrap and the leather.” She pushed her neck closer to Vivienne’s lips. “I made sure to pick the parts that had my blood on

it.”

Adapting to the movement, Casey easily counterbalanced and made her way over to a small table where a couple wrapped boxes sat waiting for Vivienne or Faye to open. Casey picked up a candy striped package with a pink bow and handed it to Vivienne. “It took me a bit of time to get this from Martin.” Casey laughed, “I managed to finally…persuade him.” Pouting lightly when Vivienne unraveled herself, Faye blew a kiss to her new wife and shook her head. “You had sex with Martin for that.” Faye snorted, “Is there anyone around you haven’t been fooling around with lately?”

“I was being polite, but yes.” Casey put her hands on her hips and laughed, “I saw no reason to stop this time, I nearly did it on the bus a few months ago.” Pausing for a quick breath, Casey added, “He is rather yummy.”

Vivienne pulled the pink bow free and plucked the package open by the tape with an elongated claw, neatly removing the wrapping paper. “Ah, cognac. A rather old label too.” Vivienne inspected the label and date. “Made by an interesting vampire many years ago, it would seem.”

Casey beamed, “Yep. It would seem that you spared a Bouilleur de Cru named Quentin Callon.”

Faye looked puzzled between Vivienne and Casey, “A what?”

“A distiller, in this case one that makes cognac.” Vivienne smiled at her wife. “I spared him because I wasn’t hunting him.” Vivienne studied the caramel colored liquid closely. “I was in his area, hunting a rather bothersome vampire who was claiming to be…well, me.”

Faye reached for the old bottle and smiled when Vivienne handed it to her without thinking about it. “I love that you are in my head, Viv.” Faye kissed the back of Vivienne’s neck lightly. “I can see the blood in it.”

Admiring the displays of affection between her friends, Casey finished the small tangent. “Whatever the case, Quentin sings your praises. Martin then told him who the bottle would be for and he grabbed this immediately.” Casey walked over to the table once more and grabbed a hair tie and pulled her long curly blonde-auburn hair up into a tight bun. “I have one more gift.” She winked and curled her finger to the twin vampires.

Faye studied the wax seal on the corked bottle, “It’s been sealed since the…” Faye looked up and saw the look in Casey’s eyes. “My love, it would seem that she is offering herself like she did in the manor, months ago.”

Vivienne swaggered to her ward. “Indeed, Mon amour.” Sliding her hand along Casey’s shoulder then over the curvature of her neck, Vivienne paused. “If I didn’t know better, you were a Blood Bunny.” Vivienne winked at Faye, “I recall telling you before that being a ward had perks.”

Chills spread across Casey’s body when she felt her mistress' light touch. “It’s just been so long, you two.” Casey leaned back into Vivienne and purred sensually. “You both have each other, and blood in little cute bags in the fridge.” Casey sighed with delight when she saw Faye approach her from the front. “We were so close in the manor, that one time. I…I can’t explain it.” Casey started to feel a little swimmy in her mind with the two scents of the vampires mixing in her mind. “So, I…mmm, went on a self-appointed mission.” Casey slipped her dress from her shoulders so that the tops of her large breasts were exposed for the vampires to see. “I took…mmm…” Casey took another breath of the intoxicating mixture pulsing from Vivienne and Faye, “I did have your names in henna…shower tonight…names gone…mmmm..” Casey closed her brown eyes and let herself fall into the heavenly grasp she’d been waiting for since the three arrived in France.

Slipping around to the front of her ward, Vivienne kissed Faye’s other cheek, leaving another lip print visible. “I think we can safely go to a ten count for both of us.” Vivienne trailed a blue fingernail over where she saw the faint marks of a “V” on Casey’s chest. “So generous, yes you are.” Vivienne held up three fingers and slowly counted down to zero.

Plunging her four fangs into the soft flesh, Vivienne got an immediate rush of heavy, iron rich blood splashing over her tongue and rushing down her throat, cooling it beyond what a normal human could provide. Vivienne cupped Casey’s massive breast with her hand, keeping the four holes glued to her mouth as she suckled and counted to ten in her head. By the time she’d hit the number eight, Vivienne began to squirm and feel trickles of her sexual essence streaming down her inner thighs, leaving a cold sexual trail on her stockings. Reluctantly pulling herself free as she hit ten in her head, Vivienne decided to plug the holes with clots and leave the fang marks for a tiny ‘thank you’ for Casey. Holding Casey up with her free hand, Vivienne gazed over at Faye and smiled. “Impressive, Faye.” Unable to hide her horniness any longer due to Casey’s hypersexed blood rummaging in her tummy, Vivienne licked the rich ward blood from her blue lips with a pop. “Heaven knows you are beautiful, Faye.” Vivienne felt herself purring like a cat on the prowl, “I am thinking about how thin that dress is…how I want to nibble through that lovely collar on your neck…”

Blood moved slowly down Faye’s throat, providing a great measure of relief to the flame that typically radiated and taunted her. Faye had felt the change in Casey’s blood consistency when the initial drops drained into her stomach. Rather than taking all of her precious seconds feeding on her friend's lovely and sex filled plasma, Faye forced herself to pull away and deal with the gnawing hunger. “Thank you, love.” Faye winked and took a staggering step backwards so she could gather more of her determination. “Wh…what a lovely gift, Casey. Thank you.” Faye managed to stammer as the sexual desires laden in the small amount of blood she’d consumed started to weave its way between her legs. “You hid that well, Casey.” Faye held her temples as she kept gathering her senses.

Sensing that her new wife was struggling with her emotions and cravings, Vivienne held

Casey tightly around her waist and gently lifted her dress back over her shoulders. “Faye..” Vivienne half whispered and nodded to a chair, “Faye, darling..please take your time, I have

Casey.” Peering into her ward’s glossy and distant brown eyes, she took a moment to comfort Casey in her bliss. “I will confess that you had deceived me quite well. I thought you had simply gone…what’s the term..” Vivienne paused, “..ah..Boy crazy.”

Slowly moving her head side to side, Casey took a long deep breath and let her mistress' strength hold her up. “Nope.” Casey rasped and giggled as she let the euphoria wash over her more. “I can live with or without sex…mmm..” She moaned quietly. “I…I just…missess… um..missed this. You…us, me…closer you know?” Casey focused her eyes on Vivienne’s soft blue ones. “It’s okay, Viv. I love Faye as well as yourself.” Casey found the strength to cup Vivienne’s cheek. “Happy for you both.” She sighed and lay her head on Vivienne’s shoulder. “Mmm, when I said yes…I didn’t fathom any of this.” Casey frantically waved her hand at Faye, “Please?”

Aware that her control was firmly back in place, Faye stood up from the small lounger that she’d relaxed in. Making her way over to the hand waving Casey, Faye half-laughed and took the ward’s hand. “Calm down, I am here.” Faye pulled Casey out of Vivienne’s arms with a wink. “You are something else.” Faye kissed Casey on her cool forehead. “What can I do for you?” Faye snickered.

“Nothing.” Casey gripped Faye around her shoulders and hugged her tight. “Take care of her, Faye.” Stamina returning, Casey stood up and took a step back. “Look at her.” Casey smiled widely. “Without you, she will be lost again.” Casey kissed Faye’s cheek lightly. “Love at first sight…Faye.” Taking a shallow breath and swallowing hard to avoid crying, Casey headed to the door of the cabin. “Looks like we’ve stopped.” Opening the door, Casey waved to the captain who was waiting on a small craft to take them to shore. “At least I have the house to myself for a few days.” Casey blew a kiss to them both and closed the door behind her.

“Just us.” Vivienne pulled Faye into a hug and kissed her lightly across both of her brides’ cheeks.

Once the sound of the little boat engine had faded into the distance, Faye grabbed Vivienne’s hand and slowly escorted her wife to the back deck, under the soft light of the full moon. “Vivienne.” Faye whisper-breathed her sanguine scent. “While I love you and this gift Casey provided…” Faye closed her eyes and held onto Vivienne’s hand tightly. “...I…I want to be me.” Soothing out the deep and raging river of sexual desire from Casey’s blood, Faye knew she’d cleansed the blood so she was completely herself. “Mhmmm..” Faye murmured and reached up to touch Vivienne’s soft visage. “I am, however, willing to try that cognac.”

While the earthy scent of her sex still permeated the stockings she wore with a hint of rosemary, Vivienne completely understood why Faye cleansed her blood. “Mmm, In… deed…” Vivienne purred, “I agree my love, she meant well.” Vivienne kissed the gentle fingers touching her face one by one. “Give me a few seconds.” Focused solely on her partner's green eyes, Vivienne felt the hard and pulsing energy of Casey’s charged blood dissipate, leaving her completely within her own mind and body. “Have I told you before how much I love you and your cat-eyes?” Vivienne reached around Faye’s lace clad waist and started swaying to a silent song in her head. “I’m all yours, Mon amour…” Vivienne whispered delicately between their warming bodies. Wanting to be lost in the moment, Vivienne leaned down to kiss Faye and found that Faye had already tilted her head up and had her lips half-parted. Unable to resist such a divine offer, Vivienne pressed her blue painted lips onto her lovers.

Sensing that she was ready for whatever would come, Faye took the unusual step of taking the lead and offering her lips to Vivienne first. Faye had expected that their kiss would be slightly above normal due to the circumstances of the wedding and the excitement it brought. She wasn’t ready for the overwhelming sensation of the moment. Hints of mortal iron laced blood trickled into her open mouth as Vivienne’s lips pressed harder into her own. Faye felt herself shiver lightly when Vivienne’s hands slipped along her hips and to the small of her back. Whatever Faye had been thinking melted away with her ability to think or move clearly. Almost numb to everything except where Vivienne and her were connected, Faye didn’t register that her hands had fallen from Vivienne’s face and her arms dangled limply behind her.

Instantly, Vivienne felt the connection of their lips as though they’d been plugged in together with their hearts feeding electric beats to one another. Inspired by the little pulses that flowed between them, Vivienne danced the tip of her tongue around the edges of Faye’s mouth and worked her way over the pink rose lipstick Faye wore. Delving deeper into their connection, Vivienne enjoyed the way the soft wax melted and meshed with every passionate flex of their bonded lips. When Vivienne felt Faye give up her entire body weight, Vivienne felt the energetic pulses turn to complete trust and devotion in her arms. Images of Faye’s sparkling eyes flashed in her mind, and Vivienne slowly pulled herself out of their lip bond to see them in reality. “Make a wish, Mon amour.” Vivienne cooed lightly.

Having given herself completely to Vivienne, Faye didn’t move and simply enjoyed the way she was being softly cradled without any worry of being let go. “It..it’s…” Faye felt her normally dead heart flutter in her chest, sending little butterflies through her veins. “...al..already happened.” Faye closed her eyes once more and sighed, “I could lay here like this forever. Moonlight on my skin, your arms keeping me safe as I almost fly.”

“Mon amour…” Vivienne leaned down and scooped Faye so that she was cuddled against her chest. “Almost fly?” Vivienne twirled and watched as Faye’s hair spread out and their silhouettes turned slowly with the moonlit shadows.

Faye wiggled her legs and feet as she felt her wedding dress catch air and float lightly in the air. Giggling lightly as Vivienne spun around like top Faye pulled her veil off and held it in the wind. “You’ll give me anything if I say it, huh?” Faye pushed the bobby pins of her veil into Vivienne’s braided hair.

Casually stopping their little aerial spin so that she faced the door to the main cabin, Vivienne kissed Faye’s neck lightly and tugged on the supple leather with her fangs until she heard Faye moan lightly. “Mmmhmm, I will do my very best.”

Faye trailed her index finger along the curve of Vivienne’s cheek. “Then take me beyond that threshold..” Faye pointed at the open door, smiling. “..Then let’s recharge from that very old bottle in there and see where it leads us.”

Walking and twirling her way inside the main cabin, Vivienne carried Faye to one of the three rounded white elongated sofas that were shaped like a broken circle and facing each other. “Oh…” Vivienne partly sang, “...I am certain that we both know where this is going to lead.” Laying her wife softly on the end of one couch, Vivienne hurried to the bar and picked up a small chrome corkscrew. Using her sharp claw, Vivienne first peeled the paraffin seal from the neck then after a few quick twists, she popped the cork free. “Shall we let the mix breathe? It has been over two hundred years?” Vivienne teased as she picked up a couple brandy snifters and walked back to Faye.

“Isn’t part of the whole cognac experience supposed to be smelling the blend?” Faye asked politely as she flicked her white heels onto the floor. “Amber...” Faye called out, “...Dim the lights to candlelight and drop the sunshades. Pick out some mood music.”

Initially confused, Vivienne laughed as she realized that the name was linked to one of the Blood Bunnies back at the manor. “You named the computer, Amber?” Closing her eyes, Vivienne swirled the alcohol gently in the bottle and absorbed the scent as it escaped. “...Peaches and figs…mmm.”

“Oh, heavenly. I don’t think I have ever smelled something so..potent.” Faye watched as Vivienne poured them both a sample of the cognac. “Oh, the blood…” Faye’s throat suddenly abated as she looked curious at the rich red liquid. “How?”

Vivienne slipped her own shoes off and settled on the sofa with Faye, pulling her wife’s legs onto her lap. “Why question it? We might have to visit Quentin.” Swirling the aromatic brew in her glass, Vivienne finally took a sip and let out a quick sigh afterward. “It’s exactly what you think. I can detect the blood in it, but somehow it doesn’t overpower the other flavors.” Vivienne ran her hand along Faye’s covered leg. “It’s quite good.”

Lost in the fruity flavor, Faye sat for a few more seconds and let the cognac keep the tiny whirlpool she was creating as she moved the balloon glass in her hand. “Heavenly. Faye tilted the glass to her pink lips and felt the immediate cooling effect as the liquor coated her throat. “Viv!” Faye nearly yelled and tossed her head back. “It’s gone…really gone.”

“Amazing and intriguing isn’t it?” Vivienne sipped more and enjoyed the absence of the burn in her throat for the first time. Facing her partner, Vivienne blew Faye a kiss and finished off the contents of her glass. “Mon amour…without the gnawing in the back of our mind…we can just be together.” Vivienne leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Faye’s stocking covered big toe.

Relief from the ongoing pain was enough for Faye to be convinced. Faye quickly tipped the glass and let the contents flow down her parched throat, coating it and driving the scorching torture away. “Just us.” Faye panted lightly when she felt Vivienne kiss her toe. “I..um… funny joke…Amber…” Faye felt the rush of emotion and warmth as Vivienne’s lips grazed the tips of her toes through the sheer fabric. “Just tear the stupid thing off..” Faye begged and began to squirm lightly.

Blowing lightly through the sheer fabric, Vivienne teased Faye a bit more. “No need to do that. The bed is just through the hall back there.” Vivienne traced Faye’s toes with her index finger. “A soft and comfy bed, just…begging.”

Forcing herself to sit upright, Faye pulled herself away from Vivienne’s teasing grasp. “Amber…moonlight.” Faye stood up and held out her hand as a small ball dropped from the ceiling and bathed the room in light that was just as soft as the moon outside the cabin. Faye held out her hand. “Misses Moreau?”

Pleasantly surprised that Faye could stave her off, Vivienne took Faye’s hand and stood in the center of the room. “Yes, Madame Moreau?” Vivienne playfully countered, and stepped into Faye’s personal space. Clasping Faye’s other hand into her own, Vivienne scooted a little closer so that they could feel the energy between them. “What…” Vivienne exhaled lightly, “...is on your mind?”

Months of being in Vivienne’s presence did nothing to help Faye resist what was currently happening between them. Faye didn’t know how or why, but she felt the small granules of Vivienne’s soil tumble and twirl in her chest like light snowflakes falling to the ground.

“Mmm, lots Viv.” Faye slipped one of her hands free and pulled Vivienne to her by the waist. “Amber…music selection number one, please. Repeat a few times and then load R&B number two.” Gazing into Vivienne’s eyes, Faye took a steady breath and held completely still. “A little surprise..a little something that focused you before.” Faye leaned in and gently pecked Vivienne on the lips. “I never really thanked you.”

Deep base and impactful drums lead the hard yet distinct sound coming through the speakers. Vivienne heard a single note from the heavy metal being plucked from the electric guitar and knew the song. Unable to hold back the crushing weight of the words that Metallica started singing, the ancient vampire let tears of joy and admiration roll down her round cheeks. “Nothing else matters.” Vivienne mouthed the words of the song playing aloud and dancing in her head.

…So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words, I don't just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters…

Twisting and spinning slowly with the heavy beat, Faye led her new spouse in their graceful and dreamlike dance. Pulling the two tightly together, Faye carried their combined weight just as Vivienne had done while basking in the moonlight. Between the warm whispers of

Vivienne singing the song, Faye pushed her hips into Vivienne’s and with a skillful pivot, had Vivienne with her back pressed into her chest. Faye slithered her hands across Vivienne’s tummy and kissed her neck. “Love?” Faye rasped between the lines of the song. “You are singing it, but do you truly trust me?”

Between the music playing and the firm grip Faye had on her, Vivienne didn’t hesitate with the reply and through her angelic haze mewled, “Irrevocably, Mon amour.” Closing her eyes, Vivienne enjoyed the perpetual sway that Faye had started along with the dainty little kisses on her neck and shoulders.

Smiling to herself, Faye felt her four fangs click tightly into place. Trailing kisses along Vivienne’s neck and down to her shoulders, Faye found her mark. Scraping her fangs lightly across Vivienne’s immaculate and virginal white skin, Faye waited until Vivienne shook lightly and quietly purred before pressing her four sharp points through Vivienne’s normally impervious exterior.

Exquisite and unfamiliar pain shot through Vivienne’s body, as she inhaled through her teeth sharply. Half ready to issue a warning to Faye to not injure herself, Vivienne forgot any justification for her concern when Faye’s fangs pierced her. “Incroyablement magique, mon amour. Oh, la douleur agréable..oui...plus…” Vivienne sputtered and gasped hastily in French, as the pleasured pain ached its way through Vivienne’s hungry senses.

Swallowing a bit of the ancient and kindred blood that rushed into her mouth, Faye managed to get a moment to respond to the babbling train of French coming from her lover.

“Mmmhmm, my love. I love the way you put that…” Faye teased and let some of Vivienne’s blood stream down her shoulders and stain her white dress. “Unbelievably magical…” Faye purred and seductively hooked one of her fingers around the zipper to Vivienne’s dress and pulled it straight down, exposing her lover’s back. “So sexy when you mutter like this… pleasured pain, huh?” Faye slipped Vivienne’s stained dress from her shoulder, and licked the streams of plasma as they rolled down. “Yes…Vi…Vivienne…we are magical.” Faye slurped her way back to the open holes and kissed them closed.

Hearing the music shift from the metal to a slow moody beat, Vivienne found the will to step out of her dress that was crumpled on the floor. Still in a moderate amount of blissful shock, Vivienne steadied herself and pulled Faye’s hands to her lips. “Alas, my sweet...” Vivienne almost pleaded, “...what a dreamy experience..I don’t want to…mo..” Vivienne stopped her dreamy speech when she felt herself get swept off her feet.

“You’ve got me, Viv.” Faye adjusted her lover in her arms and strolled towards their bedroom. “This is awfully familiar.” Faye laughed, “Judging from how you are now..I take it you didn’t mind the bite?” Faye breezed through the door and kicked it closed with her foot. Ready to keep teasing Vivienne, Faye giggled to herself when she felt the zipper on her dress get yanked down. “Oh my!” Faye wiggled and the garment floated to the floor. “I was honestly…a little afraid to..you know..”

Comfortably on the bed and exposed to her underwear, Vivienne propped herself on her side and slowly licked her lips in front of Faye. “No need, Mon amour. It was divine.” Vivienne looked at the front of her shoulder where her blood had semi-dried. “Ooops, forgot some didn’t you?”

Crawling across the bed on her knees, Faye stopped when she reached Vivienne’s long legs. Stroking her hand along the back seam of her lover’s stockings, Faye smiled to herself as she felt Vivienne tremble under her touch. “Noooopppe..” Faye drew out the response slowly and puckered her lips and offered a quick air kiss. “...I was going to get to it.” Faye hooked her finger under the clip holding Vivienne’s stocking in place and popped it free. “There is part of me that likes seeing you with a little crimson on you.”

Reacting to the way Faye’s words slyly gripped her, Vivienne rolled to her back and offered her well-proportioned leg. “Yes, love…go ahead and unwrap me.” Vivienne teased and sucked carnally on her bottom lip.

Going with her impulses, Faye tucked one of her fingers below the tight hosiery band and with a tiny flex of her finger caused the top to roll on itself. “Heavenly.” Faye used both of her hands and rolled the pearly nylon and exposed one of Vivienne’s creamy thighs. “I never knew I loved rosemary so much….mmm..” Faye pressed a kiss onto Vivienne’s leg, leaving a light outline of pink that still remained from her lipstick.

Nervously jiggling her thigh, Vivienne let out a pouty groan when her lover stopped removing the sheer garment just below the knee. “Wh..what are you…” Sweet agonizing gasps flowed from Vivienne as she felt Faye teasing the thin hairs with her iron heavy breath. “..do..doing…ohhhh…”

Moving her hands smoothly over the soft curving flesh of Vivienne’s inner thigh, Faye swiped her lips across and smiled to herself when Vivienne pressed harder into her lips. “Mmmmeee…thinks you have a little pent-up energy, Viv.” Faye offered playfully before piercing her lover's flushed skin once more. Fresh blood dribbled from the small holes and Faye swept her tongue in little circles spreading its sticky maroon contents. “Baby…yes…” Faye rasped lightly.

Slamming her hands into the mattress, Vivienne pounded the soft cotton as she bucked and arched her back seeing some internal relief to the pulsating heat that had risen in her mind and body. Double bites in two erogenous spots, hadn’t been anything that Vivienne had dreamed could ever happen. Enjoying the little throb that was still emitting from her shoulder, Vivienne dreamily spoke out. “Wh..what…um..” Vivienne stopped mid thought and let out a playful screech when Faye closed the holes and kept rolling her tongue over the tender spot. “...Yes…stars..yes…Faye…” Vivienne bit down on her lip long enough to draw a breath through her teeth hard enough to echo heatedly in the room. “Before….we…are… done, Mon amour..what goes around..”

Clearing the blood from Vivienne’s thigh, Faye finished what her partners thought, “...comes around.” Faye hopped off the bed and swaggered to the door. “Don’t move a muscle.”

“Tease.” Vivienne growled and forced herself not to move. “Protocol dictates that you are not supposed to stop.” Vivienne partly begged as the four added holes Faye had created and closed started to throb just like the ones on her shoulder. “You eclipsed anything I could have fathomed, Faye.” Vivienne professed, “It..it feels..you feel..” Sighing lightly, Vivienne fought her mostly numbed mind for the proper word. “..drugged.” Vivienne giggled, “A…a tingling drug that..tickles..oh…Faaaayeee…” Vivienne pleaded for her wife.

Returning from the living room with the nearly black bottle of cognac, Faye hustled through the door and closed it tightly. “It’s like you can’t get enough?” Faye answered and took a quick sip of the rich peach liquid. Climbing back on the bed, Faye scooted along Vivienne’s form until she was looking into Vivienne’s rich blue eyes. “I’ve felt it, my angel.” Tilting the bottle slowly, Faye let a small stream flow out and between Vivienne’s lips. “When you do it, you are so careful..I get…almost radar waves echoing through my body and it pings..” Faye poured a bit of the infused brandy over her bra, staining it to the point her nipples were hard and clearly seen. “...here…” Dribbling a little more so it ran a small stream down her stomach, she tightened her muscles and let out a sensual moan, “...mmm, here as well..all the way down to..” Flexing her hips out to catch a little more, Faye kept the bottle tilted until the peachy alcohol had saturated her panties. “...Mmm, There.”

Originally unwilling to move and disobey the light command from Faye, Vivienne didn’t move and lay there while her wife poured the cognac into her mouth. Without the need to breathe, Vivienne held the savory liquor in place so that the only few drops she tasted were because of gravity forcing it down her throat. Once the scent of peaches seemed to combine in the air with Faye’s natural aroma of chai, Vivienne tossed aside her discipline and turned her head in time to see Faye’s little makeshift shower. Reflexively gulping down the brandy, Vivienne let out little desperate achy gasps as Faye’s show added to the intense desire that flooded from the closed loving wounds and settled between her legs. “Yes, Mon amour… there…star’s above, there…there….Sssmmm….” Vivienne rattled out, while barely able to maintain control of herself.

Achieving what she aimed to do, Faye bent down and lightly kissed Vivienne. “Not much longer, love. I promise.” Placing the bottle on a small recess within the headboard, Faye kissed her way down Vivienne’s chin, to her neck. “We have yet to get your stockings off..” “Tear the damn things off.” Vivienne shrieked.

Snickering to herself Faye kissed the spot on Vivienne’s shoulder she’d bitten then moved down to her navel, swirling her tongue around its smooth entrance. “Waste not.” Opening her mouth wide enough so that Vivienne’s belly button would be completely covered, Faye pressed the last of her lipstick into place. “Mine. All mine.” Faye looked up in hopes of seeing Vivienne’s lovely blue eyes and realized that Vivienne was still following her command not to move. “Oh..Viv.” Faye laughed and moved so she could see Vivienne’s contorted face. “Trapped within yourself, love? By all means, move…please. I only said that so I could get the cognac.”

“Finally!” Vivienne playfully hissed and started trying to remove the one partly rolled stocking from her calf before giving up in a huff of lustful frustration. Leaning up on her elbows, Vivienne smiled at Faye. “A little help?”

-More of a chance to get my hands on you?- Faye thought to herself and nodded to Vivienne. Taking the opportunity to start over, Faye let her hands crawl from the top of Vivienne’s thigh back to the rolled garment. “Mmm..” Faye kissed Vivienne’s calf as it was exposed. “..velvety..” Faye murmured and then pressed her alcohol stained bra against Vivienne’s leg. “So god damned sexy..” With a quick tug, Faye tossed the nylon across the room where it landed on the door knob.

Feeling the second clasp go free, Vivienne playfully jolted her leg so that Faye couldn’t quite get a grip on the top of her stocking. “I thought vampires were supposed to be fast.” Vivienne commented calmly with a wide grin on her face.

“Fuck you.” Faye laughed and finally caught Vivienne’s leg. “Now I should leave it on….in fact…” Faye grabbed the bottle and decided to make Vivienne’s lingerie match hers. Drizzling the blood-peach mixture from toe to thigh, Faye admired her handiwork. “Now just a little of this…” Faye leaned over and pierced her fangs through the tan stained nylon and into Vivienne’s leg, where blood flowed and mixed gingerly with alcohol that Faye hurriedly captured in her mouth. When Faye had gathered a reasonable amount, the half-Korean vampire quickly lashed across the holes to close them.

Honing in on the quick snippet from her lovely wife, Vivienne nodded and winked. “Indeed…Mmm, clever use of that word.” Before Vivienne could sexually taunt her bride further, her leg was awash with the tasty spirit and bitten into. Throwing herself back on the mattress, Vivienne swore her vision exploded with a myriad of star-like bursts as Faye’s fangs penetrated her flesh once more. “Oui, oui, mon amour... comment la douleur est-elle si... agréable ? Plus... oui... c'est... ça…” Vivienne jabbered almost incoherently as she writhed happily on the bed.

Listening to Vivienne sputter words in French sent tingles of heat down Faye’s spine, urging her to finish what she’d started by drawing her lover’s blood into a tiny pool in her mouth. Purring lightly as Vivienne wiggled in delight, Faye extended a single fingernail into one of her razor cat-like claws and cut away both Vivienne’s garter and her panties, exposing her delicate softness to the air. Overwhelmed with Vivienne’s dizzying essence, Faye sat still for a couple seconds while she boiled over inside and her own skin broke out in her hallmark thin tigress stripes. Barely able to contain herself, Faye dipped her middle finger through the entrance of Vivienne’s femininity and waited until she felt the digit would be heavily glossed.

“What are you do…” Vivienne had begun to ask when she registered that her underwear had been cut away and a second later Faye’s lengthy finger had delved inside and carefully stretched the walls of her body until Vivienne surrendered her wet essence. “...ooing… Ohhhhh…” Vivienne mewled happily and giggled in her newfound bliss.

Tingles within Faye’s body morphed into outright shaking when she wiggled her finger free from Vivienne’s wet heat. Desperate to have the love of her life drenched on her tongue, Faye quickly shoved her saturated finger in her mouth and mixed the contents of all three. Satisfied with the outcome, Faye popped her finger free and internally growled as she pawed her way up the length of Vivienne’s body. -Only one thing stands in my way.- Faye devilishly thought, and clutched Vivienne’s bra. With one simple pull, the lace sheared away and Vivienne’s plump breasts burst free.

When the last vestiges of her underwear had been ripped away and her plump globes exposed to the air, Vivienne arched her back and pressed herself into Faye’s warm hands. Spikes of pleasure ached from the three bites and in conjunction with Faye’s fingers pinching her rose colored nipples, Vivienne emitted a shallow cry of joy. Immediately after the sexy whimper left her mouth, Vivienne had Faye’s lips locked to her own. Absorbing the bittersweet concoction that had been poured into her through the embrace, Vivienne darted her eager tongue to meet Faye’s and danced tiny circles until she’d cleaned every drop of the carnal taste and consumed it for herself. Throwing her arms to hold Faye to her bare skin, Vivienne rolled the couple over until she was atop of her korean goddess. “Mm…Mon…ammmour…” Vivienne purred and licked Faye’s neck. “...I’ll say it again…so you understand…” Vivienne nipped and sucked on her lover's ear lobe, “...How is pain, so damned pleasant?”

Glad to relinquish control, Faye extended her nails so she could lightly rake them over Vivienne’s bare and aroused skin. “I…oh lord of mercy..” Faye exclaimed as her ear was fondled, “..I wish the hell I knew…” Faye gasped as she was rolled to her side and her own bra was torn away with little fanfare, so that her own hardened nipples pressed teasingly into Vivienne’s. Racing her hands down the length of Vivienne’s spine, Faye squeezed her wife’s ass. “...Oh yes, still mine.” Faye leaned up and kissed Vivienne’s ear and whispered, “Now I don’t have to trick you into giving up bl…ood…” Faye expressed candidly and blew a warm breath into Vivienne.

Panties. Vivienne knew the last barrier was still in place and desperately needed to be removed. “You.” Vivienne flirted with her light French accent, “Pink haired seductress…” Swift as her fingers allowed, Vivienne pulled the bows on both sides of Faye’s hips and yanked her underwear free then dangled the wet garment just above Faye’s nose. “...You..aren’t a tease anymore, now we are both naked.”

“Uh…” Faye reached down and snapped the elastic on the half-torn stocking. “...not quite.” Faye flicked her claw and released Vivienne’s other thigh from its hosiery bond. “...Now..we are.” Faye stole another quick kiss from Vivienne.

Without the lace barrier of Faye’s bra between them, the rich and heavy scent of peaches mixed with a hint of metal from the cognac reached Vivienne. “Oh mon morceau savoureux... Mmm... Que dois-je faire?” Vivienne teased and rattled off slowly. Already in motion,

Vivienne didn’t wait for Faye to answer the cute question. Sliding one of her arms behind

Faye, Vivienne pulled the couple into a sexy sitting position and made herself at home in Faye’s lap. Palming Faye’s slick cognac wet mounds one at a time, Vivienne bent over and kiss-licked the strong alcohol flavor from both of Faye’s sweetly curved tits. Blowing lightly over the areas that she’d just cleaned with her tongue, Vivienne witnessed Faye’s nipples harden into tiny pebbles of hardness. Swirling her tongue in smaller concentric circles between Faye’s stiff yet rosy crests, Vivienne captured each nipple and tugged them gently with her lips before letting each one go with a little ‘pop’.

“T-t-tasty m-m-m-morsel?” Faye found herself trying to translate through the tantalizing kisses Vivienne trailed along her breasts. “Ahhhh..ohh…Viv…I-I-I..think you know what….” Faye drew in a heavy breath when the smooth pulls on her heated buds added four little blissful stings. Both of Faye’s hands clamped around Vivienne’s braided head and held her firmly in place as a quick string of convulsions jerked her body.

Gathering enough of Faye’s breast blood in her mouth, Vivienne left the small tears in her wife’s flesh to continue to drain slowly down while she kissed her way up. Lip marks that once were left in glassy blue, had been replaced with slick crimson ones that streaked for a second before lightly drying in place. Cresting Faye’s chin, Vivienne placed one last kiss in the dimple just below her partner’s lips. Purring deeply from her chest, Vivienne reached behind her and adjusted the couple so that one of Faye’s legs had rested comfortably on her hip. Vivienne bent Faye’s leg at the knee and the little motion brought both of their drenched pussies together.

Before she knew what was fully happening to her, Faye felt the hot metallic taste of blood in her mouth and the loving twists of Vivienne’s tongue meshed with her own. Once the shared life pool had been washed away in their embrace, Faye began internally moaning when Vivienne began to gyrate her hips. Pressed together in a mirrored moving kiss, Faye’s nethers sent waves of heightened trails of fire that contracted her thighs and stomach muscles in preparation of the moment that was steadily being pulled from her.

Refusing to end the slightly messy blood kiss, Vivienne gleefully took every moan and whimpered keen that Faye could muster between the contractions that were slowly consuming her. Holding Faye tightly with one arm, Vivienne sensed the chain of spasms about to hit Faye and pressed her free index finger against her lover's flesh pearl. Smoothly rotating Faye’s clit, Vivienne slid her middle finger into Faye’s tight depths just in time to feel her finger get locked in place.

With a final scream into their unrelenting kiss, Faye felt the unfettered and wild eruption overtake her in a tidal wave of pleasure. Uncontrolled jerks riveted Faye in place, contracting and releasing muscles that she had forgotten she had. Through the trembles of ecstasy, Faye gripped Vivienne in place making sure that her lover felt every single glorious peak that Vivienne had induced. Once the final blood-rushing spasm poured over Faye’s senses, Time seemed to slow down as the tension throughout her body had been replaced with relaxation. Faye fell back into the pillows and pulled Vivienne down with her, “In..in…in…” Faye gushed through her giggles, “...Incredible. Oh…Vivienne..” Faye partly sang her wife’s while still lightly bleeding. “I..I’m a mess…”

Delicately withdrawing her finger, Vivienne rubbed Faye’s pussy so that she could capture the remains of her lover’s orgasm on two of her fingers. “A little of this….” Vivienne winked and swished her cum stained fingers in the thin rows of blood that covered Faye’s breast, gathering the combination the best she could. Vivienne closed the little fang holes and slurped the blood clean from Faye’s precious globe. “Waste not, right?” The ancient vampire played before licking her own fingers clean. “Oh…Faye…so..” Vivienne closed her eyes and enjoyed the flavor, “...I dare say your best…Y-e-t.” Vivienne accentuated the last ‘T’.

A little spiked twinge shot between Faye’s legs with Vivienne’s little speech and sexy after action. Noticing that Vivienne had propped herself on her elbow and still licking her fingers, Faye knew she wanted and needed to do the same. “No you don’t…” Faye slithered out of Vivienne’s legs and jumped on her back. “You might want to hold on to that pillow.” Faye laughed and urged Vivienne onto her tummy. “Mmm, babe…I don’t need to trick you now.” Faye started at the back of Vivienne’s knees and massaged her way to Vivienne’s hips, taking time to follow up with little bites on the backs of both shapely legs. “Your blood tastes unlike anything else…mmm…a coppery..no wait…” Faye closed the small holes in her lover’s legs. “...Yes…that’s it…bronze with a hint of iron. Just like sipping from your handmade bowl.”

Bunching a few pillows under her chin, Vivienne laughed to herself as it was her that tricked Faye a little this time. The roll to her side, the seductive pout to her lips and slow licks up and down her fingers. While not expecting to be pushed to her tummy, Vivienne welcomed the new sensation all the same. Months of Faye’s hand giving her butt a little love tap or quick rub combined with times where Faye would still lose concentration and trip from staring, Vivienne anxiously knew that whatever was to come had to include her bare ass. Squirming and mewling lightly, Vivienne tried to hold back the rising heat that threatened to overcome her before Faye even started. “C-copper-bronze…what?” Vivienne sputtered between breaths of angelic pain of Faye’s nibbles.

Blood trickled out and was immediately smeared over Vivienne’s white skin giving her a deep pink flushed look that glistened like sweat. Faye grinned at her handiwork and sucked her lover's blood from her fingers. “Nothing, my love.” Faye planted red kisses down Vivienne’s spine to the dent of her bottom. “I was really commenting on how you are made for…” Faye wrote her name on Vivienne’s curved ass. “...me…Your blood even tastes different now.” Unable to resist the plumpness of Vivienne’s backside any longer, Faye delved her fangs into Vivienne just enough to allow her partner’s stolen life force to trickle slowly between her legs and lightly coat Vivienne’s mound.

Beating her feet impatiently on the bed with her rising excitement, Vivienne matched the twitches in her legs by screaming her playful passion as loud as she could into the pillows she gripped tightly. “It…it’s…so…flame….flames….” Vivienne mostly babbled trying to explain how the trickles of sanguine vital fluid sent licks of heat where it ran across her velvet womanly folds.

Caressing Vivienne’s inner thighs with her fingers and light kisses, Faye urged her wife to part her legs. “I have you, Viv…” Faye planted a few more pecks working her way up to Vivienne’s cleft between her legs. “...Mmhmm, my love. I love looking at your clit..” Faye swept her tongue over one plump petal covered in sex and blood. “Yummy…how’d you like that?” Faye hissed playfully.

-Oh I’ll show you.- Vivienne told herself and held back another heavy moan while opening her legs wide for Faye to do whatever she wanted. Rocking lightly on the bed, Vivienne ground her hips into the mattress as she stopped holding back the intense feelings rushing through her and boiling her blood with pleasure and a twinge of pain.

Being careful to not use up too much of Vivienne’s precious reserves, Faye took a small opportunity while her wife squiggled to close excess holes and left the ones that glazed Vivienne’s wet lilly. Lapping up the excess blood to include her own name, Faye cleaned her way back to Vivienne’s center. “Mmmhmm, Viv..such a good girl.” Faye pulled one of Vivienne’s petals into her mouth and sucked lightly until it was free of excess rosemary scented sex. “Since you have been so…goooood…” Faye pressed her thumb into Vivienne’s hardened clit, carefully massaging in little spirals.

The moment that Faye’s thumb pressed against her most tender spot, Vivienne jolted and pressed her pussy harder into Faye’s tender grip. “I..I love…thisssss…” Vivienne huffed and bit into the pillows she’d been screaming into. Responding to her words, Vivienne crooned happily when Faye brought her lips and tongue against her core. “Right there…yes, baby..” Vivienne flailed her head as her body shuttered with every delightful lick. Rhythmically moving her hips, Vivienne found herself unknowingly picking up her pace and ripping the bedsheets with her claws. Near intolerable pleasure sprang along Vivienne’s nerve endings as her body climbed to the high reaches of sexual strain. “So…so…ugfhhh…cl…close… FayeFayeFayeFaye….” Vivienne blustered as she joyfully endured Faye’s careful probing of her dark haven. “Al…al..Oh my….” Vivienne giggled wildly, “...please…please…don’t you…d-d-d-dare…” Like letting a twisted and coiled band, Vivienne reached her moment of overreaching climax and felt the molten sensations of total release sweep elegantly through her ancient form.

Adapting to her lover’s needs, Faye pressed hard against Vivienne’s swollen clit and clamped her lips around Vivienne’s warm pussy and waited until her lover’s sex delivered the rosemary essence she’d worked hard to enjoy. “...I had no intention of stopping…Mmm…” Faye took the time to clear off the plasma and close the remaining openings in Vivienne’s butt. Satisfied that Vivienne was completely clean, Faye scooted up the length of the bed and pulled Vivienne back on top of her, breast to breast once more. Carefully tucking loose strands of hair that had come free from Vivienne’s braid, Faye lightly kissed her wife. “I observe that we both are hopelessly in love.”

“Oui, Mon amour.” Vivienne lightly agreed with a little chuckle. “Astute observation, Faye

Moreau.” Vivienne kissed Faye lightly on her cheek and crawled her fingers along the Korean woman’s thigh, “I am wondering what it would be like to kiss you….” Vivienne’s aqua eyes sparkled. “...Here and now.”

“Hey, thief…that’s my line.” Faye remarked and cupped Vivienne’s cheeks and recalled their first meeting with joy. “Though..” Faye nibbled lightly on her lip, “...You have me trapped by your presence…”

“It’s inevitable then, my love…” Vivienne resumed kissing Faye lightly. “...trapped and kissing…until we figure it out.”

“I am glad I took the chance to be with and love you, Vivienne.” Faye whispered.

“I’ll always be here, Faye.” Vivienne added and hugged Faye tightly, “Mon amour.”

THE END