Alex's father never talked about her mother much, but when he did he only had nice things to say; she was sweet, caring, confident, and stunningly beautiful (decidedly not the old man's words). All positive qualities, to be sure, but they didn't actually tell her much. Nobody else in the village seemed to know a thing about her. Seemingly, she'd appeared in his life, delivered a child to him, and up and vanished as quickly as she'd appeared. And knowing the old bastard, that's probably how he liked it.

 

The tiny pair of horns Alex discovered on her head filled in some missing pieces.

 

Obviously her slimy piece of shit dad boned a demon, and the demon couldn't even be bothered to raise the kid with him. One guess as to what kind of demon...

 

She sat on her bed and took slow, deliberate breaths. She was still her, and besides, the horns were still small. She had time to figure this out. Hopefully. It was her birthday, and Em was so excited to have her and their friends over to celebrate her big twenty-five.

 

More deep breaths. This was fine. She would take care of her morning errands, head over to Em's in the afternoon, and she'd enjoy herself. She wasn't going to let a little supernatural update to the family tree ruin a good day.

 

Alex finished getting dressed, updating her look to include a kerchief that would conceal her horns, and took a final deep breath in and out before leaving.

 

 

Alex chugged another cup of water. She'd been thirsty all day, but the water never seemed to quench it. Weirder, it got worse after the sun started to set.

 

Apart from the unrelenting thirst, the day had gone well. There had been a few people there to celebrate, and it didn't seem like anyone noticed anything unusual about her. She wasn't used to being the center of attention, but she was the occasion; it was probably fine. Now, though, it was just Em, her, and their mutual friend Aspen.

 

Em sighed. "I guess I should go refill my water for you, huh?"

 

Alex blushed. Em specifically had been waiting on her hand and foot all day. They were close, but they were also decidedly platonic; Em had never given an indication that he wanted something deeper. Aspen chimed in before Alex could embarrass herself. "I dunno Em, it looks dark out, what if you get eaten..."

 

The look in their eyes made it clear they were teasing, but it was a good point. It wasn't safe to be out after dark this time of year (or ever, really).

 

They piped up again, "aaaactually, I should probably get going if I don't wanna get eaten on the way home. You wanna come with, Alexis, or... would you rather stay?"

 

More smirking on their part made the implication impossible to ignore. Alex glanced over at Em and noticed the spectacular blush on his face. Not good. Em replied, "I mean, it's fine if you stay... we could talk more, and I could set up a sleeping area for you, I mean if you want to-"

 

"Sure, I'll stay the night," she agreed, against her better judgement. Anything to spare him that flustered disaster. "Separate sleeping area would be good though, no offense."

 

"Alright, I'll leave you two lovebirds alone for the night. Catch you later!"

 

The two waved Aspen out.

 

"..."

 

"..."

 

"By the way Alex, how'd you do that with your eyes? They look nice."

 

The question caught Alex off guard. "Do what with my eyes?"

 

"They're pink... not like you're sick or something, but like, like your eye color is pink now."

 

Alex shot to her feet and found a window. Dark as it was, her reflection was easy to see, and her eyes had indeed turned a piercing, eye-catching brilliant pink color.

 

"Oohhh no no nonononono-" Alex was spiraling. She nearly collapsed, when she felt Em's hand on her shoulder. "Hey hey are you okay Alex? Just breathe for me. In, and out." The two lowered to a crouch, and Alex spent several minutes matching Em's breathing. In, hold, out, hold, and all over again, until her heart had settled down.

 

She had to tell him. She had to get her shit together, and she had to tell him. He wasn't safe. She-

 

She looked up, into his eyes, and saw that they were dilated... too dilated for these lighting conditions, and his blush was still present. And... was he always so cute? She felt a warmth in her face and spreading through her body, and she licked her lips unconsciously.

 

"Hey, Alex... I know... I know we talked about this, and I don't want to ruin what we have, but... I like you a lot, and I think you're very pretty, and... these feelings won't go away."

 

Em, you adorable idiot, you're going to get yourself killed if you don't shut up right now. His confession, implicit as it was, caused the dam to burst. Her mind was consumed by fantasies of kissing him, straddling him, teasing him in her lap, riding him, draining him in the kind of way you don't come back from. She felt like a furnace, and she realized her thirst had doubled, and doubled again alongside her need. Fuck.

 

"Em, I- you-"

 

He said nothing, and kept staring into her eyes, falling deeper into a trap she only realized she'd laid once it was too late to save him. Her resolve evaporated.

 

"I'm so sorry-"

 

She shot forward and crashed her lips into his, shoving him down to the floor. Em seemed momentarily surprised, but surrendered instantly. His arms wrapped around her, holding her against him. She could feel that she was draining him, siphoning his... she didn't know what, but this was bad, she was going to hurt him, and she couldn't help herself. She moaned into the kiss, and he moaned back.

 

Alex mustered enough self control to pull off of him. He looked... heartbroken, that she stopped. "Em, I'm so sorry, I-"

 

She felt him under her, as she shifted how she sat. He was hard as a rock, and he stared into her eyes with the most deliciously desperate, pathetic look she had ever seen on a person. Her thirst threatened to drag her back down and compel her to go all the way, but she managed a compromise with it.

 

She adjusted her position until she was laying on her stomach, head in Em's lap. She heard him mumble dizzily, "mmm... alex, what... what are..."

 

Guilt stabbed at her, but she was doing the best she could. She had to feed before she lost all of her self control, or Em could be seriously hurt.

 

"Em, I'm so sorry baby, I- I don't know what's happening, and I'm so afraid, but I need this." Alex had pulled his pants down to his ankles by now. She wasn't even making eye contact anymore, instead staring hungrily at his cock.

 

His reply came as a dazed mutter, "donnn... keep going, donn stop..." She took him in her mouth and began her work.

 

The room filled with their smacks and squelches and moans of shameless fornication. She bobbed up and down, stroking his shaft with her tongue and slowly working her way down to the base. Em had long since lost his words, expressing his magically induced euphoria in pathetic grunts and whines that, inconveniently, were serving to make Alex more turned on, not less. Em's desperate moans picked up in their pitch and frequency. Alex responded in kind by accelerating her movements. When she felt his cock twitch in her mouth, she pressed herself down to its base and looked him in the eyes as he came. She felt his life force pour into her and quench her thirst, but she had enough control over her frenzy not to drain him completely.

 

She pulled herself off him once he stopped cumming, swallowing and licking her lips. I've never swallowed before, where did- A cold shiver ran down her spine. Em was silent.

 

She checked him for a pulse, and thanked the gods when she found one.

 

"Em, baby, I'm going to get you to bed, okay? You've had a long day, and I took a lot out of you, and you need to sleep to get your strength back." Her voice was shaking.

 

Em responded, barely intelligibly,  "mmnno, donnn sst-"

 

Alex put a finger to his lips. He was still panting, his eyes were still dilated, and she had no doubt he wanted to go again... no, another round of that would literally kill him. Her fantasies returned, and she imagined all the other things she wanted to do to him right fucking now and- no, no no no, she had to get out of here.

 

"C'mon buddy, let's get you standing." She lifted him and supported his weight with her arm as she escorted him to his bed. Once in the bedroom, she let him fall into his bed at an odd angle. She considered adjusting him into a more comfortable position... and then maybe I could climb onto his lap and-

 

She took a slow breath to banish the thought. "I need you to get plenty of sleep now, okay? I'm going to go home now, but we're going to talk about what just happened in the morning. Promise."

 

"nnno, donn leave m-"

 

She snapped, "SLEEP."

 

"......yyes, mistressss...."

 

Em gave Alex one more longing, desirous look before unconsciousness took him. She fled the house, not bothering to clean up. Every minute she stayed with him was another minute his life was in danger.

 

The village may be dangerous at night, but Alex knew she was safe. Monsters don't attack their own.