Rhea fell onto the couch, tired beyond belief. The coffee helped her stay awake this long, but she was unsure of much longer her body would last before she collapsed. "Mistress?" She asked, turning to her dark love, "You said you have a gift for me?"
She smiled as he hastily unwrapped her gift. She undid the bow fast, and tossed the velvet ribbon to the side. She pulled open the pale box - as pale as her own pigment-less skin - and her eyes glittered as they gazed on what the box held. "It's a...!"
"...dress! It is so lovely!" She pulled it out, placing the flower delicately down next to her. Her eyes widened as she saw the book. "You...you got it?" She said, surprised, her cheeks reddened to the same hue as her new gown. "Did you...read any of it?" The flower, the dress, the book. What did it mean, what was Ophelia trying to say? Her heart jumped at the thought of her mistress returning her feelings.
She blushed and stood up, biting her lip, "Should I go change?" Or does she want a strip tease? Rhea though giddily. So Ophelia read the book, that made this all the more strange. She hoped she was right about what she thought was going on.
She nodded, her face slightly pink, as she undid her jacket with fidgety hands. She pulled off her jacket and began unbuttoning her blouse, her fingers shaking. This was happening, at long last!
She smiled softly, "Um...if you must." She said, having only unbuttoned half of her blouse, with her bra now visible before Ophelia.
Ophelia's skin touched Rhea's own, and her head exploded in a vibrant array of emotions. Filled with desire, she pressed herself up against her vampire, "Bite me." She moaned.
She quivered slightly, "I know you need it, you must be so hungry." She said, whimpering. "And maybe...I could...get a taste?" She wanted to drink from Ophelia while Ophelia drank from her. That, along with sleeping with her Malkavian, has been her greatest fantasy and desire.
Rhiannon's eyes widened as she saw the crimson nectar come forth. She suckled on the wound like a babe to a teat. She took the whole finger into her mouth and tasted the iron-rich blood on her tongue. "Gaw ahawd," she said, tilting her neck to give Ophelia access to her vital fluids.
The vitae that filled Rhea's mouth was slightly warm and tasted like heaven. The taste of blood might have been a put off to others, but she had learned to love the metallic taste. She drank deeply, indulging herself.
Rhea fell to her knees, her head light from the loss of blood, "Oh baby, you have no idea." The high was the best high she had ever experienced. No mortal drug could compare to Vitae.
She moaned, "Since the moment I laid eyes of you." she confessed, and though Ophelia had already knew this. She made it painfully obvious.
She whimpered, "I barely read half of it. I started thinking of you...and my mind took over." She confessed, wanting nothing more to get out of these clothes and let Ophelia have her way with her.
Rhea blushed, still in her black skinny jeans and combat boots, but she was topless, before her sire. She blushed and looked away. "What are you going to do?"
Rhea's eyes widened. "My lady?" She asked, confused. Was this truly happening? She couldn't enjoy the kiss, she was far too confused, she didn't believe it. It was so surreal.
"Is....is this real?" Asked Rhea, because she wasn't sure if she was dreaming or not. And vampires, they can mess with your head. What if this was just an illusion?
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