“At least you’ll be free of this place soon,” the vampire mused. She stroked Mari’s cheek gently. Mari noticed that she ran her teeth over her fangs again. Her anticipation started making Mari uncomfortable. Unconsciously, she began moving away from her temptress, but still close enough where a quick reach and she would be in her grasp again. “You just need to stay alive until then.” Mari felt an injection of ice in her spine at those words.
“Now, child, I thirst.”
“Yes, my mistress,” Mari lowered her collar again. Before she could blink, she felt piercing pain at her neck. Mari let out a high-pitched shrill before feeling the vampire wrap her arms around her tightly. Mari sank her nails into her client’s back in response – almost appearing like a warm embrace, but it was anything but that.
Mari knew she just had to wait just a little bit longer for the pleasure to kick in. It was the only thing she had to look forward to. She glanced down to see that an errant streak of her blood was staining both white kimonos. Then, it finally hit her. The pleasure that she was waiting for all this time. It felt like a shot of adrenaline flowing throughout her body. Her mouth opened wide as the pleasure began taking over her whole body. Her nails dug deeper into her client’s skin, but she didn’t seem to mind.
Then it was all over almost as soon as it began. Mari felt the vampire’s fangs leave her neck. She felt a ping of disappointment, as the vampire licked the last bits of blood from her lips.
“Delicious,” she said. Her glowing red eyes illuminated the dimly lit room. Mari felt light-headed, a common side effect from getting drained. In her haze, she felt the vampire lick the last traces of blood from her neck before fixing her kimono for her.
“A-again,” Mari gasped.
“What?”
“Please. Again.”
“Why?”
“It felt amazing. Please, one more time.”
“No, child,” she said. “Anymore and you could die.”
“I can get bit again. I know what I can take. Please.” Mari lowered her collar and closed the distance between the two. She pointed to the unbitten side of her neck. “Please. You don’t have to drink as much, but just one more time, my mistress.” Mari could see the confusion on her face.
“Fine,” she relented. “Just don’t die.” The vampire leapt at her neck again. The second Mari felt the pain, she began to ask herself if it was worth it or not. Then the pleasure came; it came quicker this time, but hit just as hard. Mari was enthralled with the pleasure even more the second time around. Every nerve in her body seemed to exude pleasure as the venom from the bite took her. Yet it seemed to end even faster. The vampire licked the fang wound and slid away. Her eyes glowed even more than before.
“Any more and you would die,” she said, licking her lips. Mari felt a dizzying haze take over her.
“Yes, mistress. Thank you. Will that be all?” Mari slowly fixed her kimono to look presentable again.
“Yes. Thank you.” Mari stood up, and almost fell back down on the seat. The vampire arched an eyebrow before watch Mari stand up and rush toward the door. The second Mari walked out, she slammed the door behind her and leaned against the wall beside the door. The guard gave her a very questioning look, but ultimately left her alone. He smirked as she walked past him. The darkness concealed his smile perfectly.
She was back. No, not quite. Just very close. The old Mari was almost back.
Crucifix 