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[NSFW] VAMPIRE IN PATHOS - CHAPTER 4
🕑 Added 2025-05-13 20:32:40 +0000 UTCChapter 4: Hunt
-Maria-
Shortly after Tina went to bed in her apartment I was shunted through the sliding door and woke up in our body.
And immediately noticed a problem. I needed blood. I realised I hadn’t had any in the past 500ish years and wondered why I hadn’t noticed the hunger the entire week I spent in bed in the clinic.
Just to be sure, I gently explored my teeth with my tongue. There were all still the way they were before I appeared in the living room and I thought for a moment how I was going to hunt without fangs, but then I remembered I didn’t even walk around with fangs out back when.
I concentrated as best I could on the dark core within me and sure enough, after a minute or so I felt my ‘true form’ take hold. Not the one Luis had, though, that guy sucked, literally, heh. Oh god was Tina’s sense of humour affecting me?
No, my true form looked like I did in my cosy living room. White hair, fangs and all. Before heading out I needed to do something important, though.
I slipped into the bathroom where I saw Tina keep her makeup before she went to bed. I rummaged around until I found a deep dark red lipstick, black eyeliner and mascara.
My practice as a teen paid off and I managed to look pretty fierce. If a little goth. But you know… if the shoe fits and all that.
Next, I raided her closet and found the leather jacket with the half a dozen bullet holes in it and put that on, alongside a black sports bra and a black shirt that had “I suck” written on it in bacon-like colours. Even if the backside said “Tiddies” I felt like this shirt still fulfilled the whole shoe fitting situation. And the backside would be covered by the jacket anyway.
I also pulled on some fishnets and a short dark red plaid skirt. I finished off the look with a pair of buckled thick-heeled black boots. I almost-danced over to the mirror to take in my dashing new look and my heart did little somersaults when I saw how fucking good I looked.
That’s also when I noticed my eyes weren’t lavender like Tina’s, but the glowing red in a pool of pure black, like they were when I took my true form as Luis. I looked positively divine… no wait… satanic. Positively satanic. I grinned happily into the adorable, fierce face in front of me and she flashed me her cute fangs back. I giggled manically and spun around a little. I was so ready for my hunt!
*****
The nightlife in Pathos was on a whole new level than what I was used to. I’d already gotten a taste on our drive to Rodrigo a week ago, but then we were only rushing down a couple of blocks.
This time I was right in the middle of it. It was 11 pm, according to the internal clock of our memory core. I stepped up to the bouncer in front of the club where we had our shootout.
He gave me a mean look, but after checking my id, he let me in. The moment the doors of the Serendipity I was greeted by loud bass thrumming of the music inside.
Another grin started to cross my face as I slipped inside. It felt a little unreal how much I was smiling lately, but all of this was just so exciting.
Inside, the walls were all painted dark grey and the carpeted floor that led up and around the dance floor gave me a tiny little bounce with every step. The dancefloor itself was made out of black hexagonal plates that were connected with pink glowing rods. On the far side was a large desk-like contraption with a girl dressed in skimpy violet clothes who was controlling the contraption while hopping along with the bassy music.
There were a couple dozen people on the dancefloor and a couple dozen more stood around at tables in the carpet section. Finally, the lefthand carpet side opened up a little to a glossy looking black bar with the same pink glowing rods running along the rim. Two stylish looking girls were serving a couple people that were picking up drinks.
I didn’t wait long to join the dancers and let myself let loose until my body started protesting. I had no idea how much time had passed while I was dancing my heart out. At a few points I even found myself up against other girls and I was clearly getting some attention. Whether that was my vampiric look or simply my sheer euphoria that seemed to infect others like an adorable virus, I couldn’t say.
At last I had to take a break and staggered my way over to the bar. The world was turning a little from all the spinning I did, but I managed to get there safely and sat down on one of the few empty barstools.
An olive skinned muscular looking woman with short black hair and a white blouse that was almost fully unbuttoned with nothing underneath scooted over to me.
“What canna getcha sweetheart,” she hollered, a stupidly charming grin on her face.
“No clue,” I replied truthfully. “Just flew in from Bilbao, what do you recommend?”
“Shit, that’s like, on earth, right? Damn, well I’d deal you a Monsterfucker. ‘Tis similar to the stuff they got over there while still using native fruits. A lil’ bit of home and a lil’ bit of here, if you will,” she beamed. “What do I call you, anyway?”
I nodded. “That sounds great!” The fitting shoe wasn’t lost on me once more. “And I’m L- Maria,” I added.
The bartender started pouring some stuff into a shaker and started shaking it around in a way that showed off her muscles and I couldn’t help but stare blatantly. She was obviously aware of the effect she had on women.
“Lemaria? That name’s certainly out there,” she giggled.
“No, sorry, just Maria,” I replied, an embarrassed blush creeping over me.
The Monsterfucker ended up being a sweet iced violet drink that tasted like blueberry and something I simply couldn’t explain. Another thing I couldn’t explain was the effect it had on me. I felt something I hadn’t felt since my late teens. I felt tipsy.
The bartender was giving an amused smirk. “Got some power that one, huh?” she exclaimed boastfully.
“What the hell is in this thing? That’s like military grade stuff,” I asked with as little slurring as I could manage.
“Well it’s got blueberry juice, gin and driftflower juice. Last one’s a local fruit. Guy who made the cocktail swears that the driftflower makes the alcohol hit extra hard for monsters and that’s where it’s got the name from. Sweet story, even if it’s utter garbage. But with your whole vampire cosplay I thought it was funny to make one for you.” She let out a bellowy laugh at the end before she slid over to another patron.
Okay great, humanity managed to make alcohol that got vampires drunk. Without even knowing vamps were real in the first place. I couldn’t help but be impressed. I was also not sure whether this was a blessing or a curse, but there was only one way to find out.
I kept sipping on my drink for a while and by the time it was empty I was seriously buzzed.
I staggered back over to the dance floor and let loose some more. Things were a complete haze for me, but I remember grinding up against another girl for a while, throwing up in a bathroom somewhere and then more dancing until I found myself back at the bar.
My head had cleared a little bit, at least my memory didn’t do weird jumps anymore. I was still a kind of slow with my brain and a little too fast with my mouth, but words with no brain still did the communication thing alright, so all good.
Over half the guests had already left the club by now and the muscular super-hot bartender stepped out of the door marked ‘employee only’. When she spotted me, she walked up to me with that stupidly charming grin of hers.
“Still around, huh? I thought after you disappeared into the bathroom, you’d get yourself home. You need a lift or something?” she asked gently.
“Mmm can’t. Still needy,” I mumbled. I hadn’t finished my mission of hunting down someone for blood yet. I couldn’t go home before that.
The pretty lady raised an eyebrow slightly and her voice became a lot more hesitant. “You’re… needy?”
“Yea. I went out because I was needy and I needed it bad. I think I’ll die without any tonight.” I paused a little, taking in the full figure of the bartender, now that she was no longer behind the counter. She was pretty attractive and looked plenty healthy.
“Maybe you could give it to me?” I mumbled, more to myself than to her, but she looked like she heard it still. “Hey, what blood type are you… uhhhh?” What was her name again? Did she even tell me?
“Serina, and I think it’s AB positive, why?” she asked a little dumbfoundedly, probably still wrapping her head around the fact I wanted to drink her blood.
“Perrrrrfect!” I purred. “Let’s do it!”
“Like at my place, or…?” she asked, still a little dumbfounded.
“Yea sure, but I need it before sunrise, okay?”
She wrapped a hand around my waist, which made me yelp a little in surprise. “Well then, let’s go,” she said, a massive grin crossing her face that felt a lot more naughty than stupid.
*****
By the time we arrived at Serina’s place I’d sobered up a lot more. I still had no clue how I actually managed to convince her to let me drink her blood in the drunken state I was in, but yet here we were and I wasn’t going to pass an open invitation.
Serina’s place was a small two-bedroom apartment in one of the big housing units at riverside. The inside was nicely decorated with flowers and plants and such. There was also some gym equipment in a corner of the main room. The living room was in a similar setup as the one in Jaime’s safehouse and a side door led to what I assumed was the bedroom.
My host took her shoes off and invited me to do the same, then we made ourselves comfortable on the couch. Serina looked a little awkward and I could tell she didn’t really know how we’d proceed from here.
“So… uh,” we both started at the same time.
“Oh, you go first,” we said at the same time again.
“No, you go first,” I quickly followed up.
She brushed her hand through her short black hair and scratched the back of her head before asking, “Should I just, kiss you or… how do you want to start this of?”
What. I mean yea sometimes feeding could get a bit lewd, but it usually happened afterwards, not before. Not that I would mind kissing her, she was very pretty after all and my eyes kept getting glued to her toned muscles and her defined chest that was almost entirely naked with the unbuttoned blouse.
“I- Uhhhhhh- That’s- “I stammered, until I finally caught myself. “If you want?” I managed to say, carefully.
She let out a relieved laugh and leaned in a little closer. “Okay, here goes,” she whispered and closed the distance.
Her lips were soft and sweet and we brushed against each other for a moment, before she started to push further in. Her lips sealed on mine and whatever tension there was slipped away. Instead we were in a needy exchange of physical attention.
It didn’t take long for her to slip her tongue in and I followed suit. She tasted like citrus and alcohol and when our tongues wrapped around each other I couldn’t hold back the growing moan inside me.
Realising I enjoyed what she was doing, Serina doubled her efforts and both of us were soon moaning and panting into the kiss. Her hot breath tingled on my face when she pulled back at last. A string of saliva followed her mouth until it broke and she stared me down with a lustful gaze.
Her hands trailed up to my shoulders and gently pushed me down on my back. She leaned down over me and I met her mouth again. This time I was a little more active, exploring her mouth and tongue thorough, before gently pinching her lower lip with my teeth. Not enough to draw blood, but enough to make her hiss a little in excitement.
Her hands trailed down my body and started unwrapping me from my leather jacket. My gaze fell on her pair of breasts that were now hanging out from her blouse. Her torso had well defined muscles without looking masculine at all. She was a total tomboy and not shy to show off her figure in the slightest.
My eyes trailed to the light brown nipples that were standing at attention and occasionally brushing up against the fabric of the dangling blouse as her breasts swung around slightly.
Once I was extracted from my leather jacket, I quickly lost my silly shirt and Serina couldn’t help but giggle a little when she saw the back. Then my bra was on the ground as well.
Serina didn’t waste a second and her hands started massaging my breasts by cupping them, pressing into them and kneading them thoroughly, her fingers drifting ever closer to my straining pink nipples. With every centimetre closer to my nipples I felt a certain warmth between my legs grow needier and needier and I knew there was a spot forming in my panties right now.
When her fingers finally reached my nipples and pinched them softly, I let out a needy moan and squirmed as much as I dared. Serina wouldn’t have any of that, though and pinned me down with her head on my neck. She started nibbing and sucking on the side of my neck while her fingers rubbed, lightly twisted and pinched my nipples with a precision that could only come from years of experience. She responded to the tiniest reactions of my body with the perfect follow up and I was a wet, moaning mess. I warmth between my legs grew into a heat and I was beyond needy. I needed her between my legs. I needed to feel her to be inside me. To fuck me till I saw stars.
I let out another needy moan before I managed to find my voice. “Fuck Serina, please fuck me!” I pleaded, my voice breaking halfway through.
The toned woman released my neck from her mouth and gave my earlobe a little nip before pulling her head back altogether.
She had that stupid sexy grin on her face again, only this time her cheeks were flush with a blush as well, which made the sight only so much sexier. I wondered if you could cum from sight alone.
Her hands let go of my chest and moved down to my jeans to unbutton it. Just having her hands down there, near my unfamiliar womanhood, was enough for the heat withing me to rise up again.
I let out a needy whimper as she pulled down my pants and panties at the same time. There was a sticky string following the panties a good way down my leg until it snapped and soiled Serina’s comfy couch. She didn’t seem to mind, though, her gaze was firmly fixed on the wet needy pussy below her.
“What do you want, Maria?” she asked teasingly.
“Fuck me please!” I whined. “I need you inside me!”
She grinned again and bit her lower lip. “What exactly do you want me to do? There’s so many ways to fuck you…” she teased innocently. I swear I could punch that haughty mouth of hers and then kiss it better again immediately after.
“I want you to… I want you to put your fingers inside me and pound me senseless!” I demanded, the commanding voice I was going for only coming out as needy pleading.
“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” she grinned slid one of her hands up my thighs.
I breathed in sharply as she approached my slick folds. When her fingertips finally grazed my pussy, I buckled up in pleasure. Fuck, what five centuries without sex does to a bitch. My arms wrapped around Serina’s neck to hold me up somewhat while her fingers started to explore the outside of my womanhood.
She slid her thumb in between my folds and rested it firmly on the hood above my clit. A shudder went through my body and I felt the heat within me start to purr, ready to be released. Serina looked down into my desperate eyes and I mouthed a silent ‘fuck me already’.
Not a second after the silent words left my mouth, her thumb pushed the hood up and press against my clit and her index pushed into my slit.
“FUCKKKK!” I moaned and my buckled again and again, my first orgasm as a woman rocking me in a way I never thought possible. My head lunged forward and nestled into Serina’s shoulder.
Before I could process what was happening, my teeth sunk into her flesh and I started sucking out the irony nectar held within. Serina grunted for a moment, before taking her vengeance on me by plunging her middle finger inside me as well.
“You little devil!” she moaned while pushing her fingers deeper inside me, thoroughly exploring the slippery walls of my insides.
My heat had only just calmed down but immediately spiked again. She massaged my insides, questing for weak points from by body’s reactions. I heard my vagina squelch from her movements and a tingle was trickling up my body from between my legs. The heat rose up to a rumble again and I knew I was going to cum again any moment now.
Serina felt it too and eased up just a little, before pounding them all the way in to a specific spot. The little bit of pain was vastly outdone by the pleasure that shook my body and my second orgasm shuddered through me. My legs were spasming and if I didn’t still have my teeth clenched into Serina’s shoulder I would have buckled over again, I was sure.
I unclenched from her shoulder and made sure to leave plenty of saliva to heal up the wound quickly. Serina pulled back out of me and licked my juices up from her fingers, before running her hand through her hair again in the way she does. The sight sent another tingle through me, but after the two orgasms I knew my pussy needed a short break.
We sat there panting, for a while, until Serina brushed some hair out of my face with a naughty grin.
She guided my hand towards her crotch and leaned into my ear.
“Your turn.”
-Tina-
I woke up in my apartment feeling sore and thoroughly used in a way I didn’t expect to after a good night’s sleep. My dreams were extremely naughty, I had to admit, but that usually didn’t stretch out the parts of my body that involved doing the naughty.
Grumbling, I flopped out of the bed and went to grab my phone, only to notice the paper slip on top of it.
Sorry Tina,
Got drunk and fucked a hot tomboy bartender.
Should’ve probably asked you first.
Her number is on the back btw.
Love, Maria.
