Suddenly Casey snapped out of her clutg stupor with the o have Sylvie’s bare body pressed to her own, Casey nodded and tore the offensive silk nightie so fast and hard that the sound of fabric echoed in their room. Fighting the urge to just use her fingers and feel her lover’s body, Casey found enough crity beyond the baked apple st that permeated from Sylvie’s skin to use her fangs. Parting her lips enough that her four viciously sharp points first touched the soft curvature of her breasts, Casey fed into the growing need she felt from her partner and pushed her fangs down until Sylvie’s skin almost gave way.
Almost losing the strength in her arms, Sylvie shook and found it difficult to breathe as Casey’s fangs found her most sensitive spots on the humps of her tear-shaped breasts. “king…ohh…” Sylvie shuttered and squeezed her legs tightly to stop the essence flow that trickled from her feminier. Although she wao move her hands, Sylvie fought back the flicker fme urge that pounded in her mind, and nuzzled Casey, as close as she could get to her ear. “Cassiopeia’s light, I love you…but..but..” Sylvie held firmly to Casey and scooched off the bed. “W-we have a litt-” Sylvie was stopped with another rake of fangs across her nipple and stumbled to the doorway. “...Little…LITTLE…Casey…I ca-’t think baby.”
“Then don’t.” Casey pulled away from Sylvie’s taut nipple and pressed herself into a very heated kiss.
While Sylvie felt the urge rumbling within her sexually intoxicated mind, Sylvie fought to break free of Casey’s impassioned kiss. “Lo-love?” Sylvie nearly begged while her body internally burned, making her break into aic sweat. “Just a…couple more minutes, I pr-promise…”
Holding onto Sylvie’s neck for support, Casey moved herself so that she was being cuddle-carried rather than being held by her ass. “Okay…Hummm…” A devilish gleam crossed Casey’s face as they walked down the hallway. “I wonder…”
“Wonder what?” Sylvie strode past the artwork they’d discussed along with the kit and master bathroom. “What are you up to? You think I ’t see you scheming?” Sylvie offered then took a right turn down another hallway.
Curling her eyebrows in curiosity, Casey looked around at the bare dark paneled walls, then looked at the jun where they’d turned. “Was this hallway always here?”
Relieved that her progeny was distracted by losing her bearings, Sylvie kept her pace towards her destination. “Yes, it was always here. What kind of question is that?” She ughed and made a sed right onto another small hallway. “I have been with you the whole time, silly.” Sylvie stopped in front of a door that looked hydraulically sealed. “What were you going to do, had you not gotten fused back there.”
“Not going to tell you, I might have the opportunity ter.” Casey stuck her to pyfully and hopped out of Sylvie’s arms. “Door?” She leaned on the wall and pyed with Sylvie’s rows. “I assume we are going inside?”
Pressing her index fio Casey’s lips, Sylvie mao hush her lover and pressed a button like the entryway and another finger reader popped out. “Patiehis pce is special to me. Took Kody and I months to finally get right.” Sylvie pressed her middle finger onto the pad and heard the locks release and the door slid into the wall with a slight hiss. “Wele to what I call ‘Dark Den of Delights’. Do enjoy your stay.” Sylvie giggled and stepped to the side, waving Casey through the door. Waiting until Casey passed by her, Sylvie hooked her der her lover’s panty line and slit the ce thong so it fell uselessly onto the ground. “You won’t hose any longer.”
Walking slowly through the entrance, Casey quickly turned when the door closed and resealed. “What the..?” Turning back to look into the vish room, Casey looked down and ripped Sylvie’s underwear off as well. “If I don’t need mine, you don’t need yours.” Slightly nervous, Casey sidestepped so she could clutch her mistress's bare waist, Casey had a twinge of fear aement swirling in her head along with curiosity as she sed the room. “What is this pce?” All at ohe permeating smell of blood tackled Casey’s senses and her eyes fred with bright red at their edges.
Spotting that her lover was about to lose trol, Sylvie slowly ordered Casey to calm her hunting mind and soothed her hunger so the younger vampire could enjoy the room before them. “Sorry, babe. When I created this pce, I never fathomed that a newborn would ever be in here.” Sylvie ed her arm around Casey’s waist and casually walked beyond the door and expio Casey what she saw. “You know how humans go pces to unwind, get heated rock treatments, massages and the like?” She watched Casey shake her head but not speak. “It is our version of that.”
With all of the elements that formed the room, Casey had a tough time initially abs the plexity of the spabsp; A maroon-stained marble made up the ey of the floor and had pure silver water drains spaced evenly across the entire marble structure. Multiple deliers hung low and had a Victorian feel with two sets of lights embedded in the crystals, one softly illuminating the room in a pleasant muted yellow with the dark set of lights off, but easily seen that they were bck lights. Casey eyed the violet walls and the repeating paint of bck roses with deep green stems, with blood dripping from the petals emuting that strangely looked like real dried blood. Along the back of the room in the left er held a two-person er tub that currently looked empty. With her vampiric eyes, Casey could easily read the three knobs that had been installed. Two were clearly for water, as they were beled ‘Hot’ and ‘Cold’ in a cursive. The ter dial seemed to be a bit of a mystery as it was beled with the word ‘Blood’ in the same script. Casey looked at Sylvie, mildly fused.
“Take your time sweetheart, I know it’s a bunch to take in.” Sylvie spotted the fused look, “Yes, it does say blood. You fill the tub pletely in it. Think of it like a human taking a mud bath.”
Quickly nodding Casey resumed w her way across the other features of the room in stunned silenbsp; With the tub expined, Casey hat the other ers were adorned with fashionable blood-stained leather sitting chairs and small coffee tables for a couple of vampires to sit and talk casually. Recessed into one wall betweeables, a very rge wide-s television had been turned on and flipped to a setting of some sort that showed a calming wood fire, plete with the sound effects of the wood popping.
Casey smiled at Sylvie and took a deep, hungry breath, before using her partner’s and to remain calm so she could work through the ter of the room. Four Chesterfield chaise lounges formed a wide square and were made of tanned leather and suede. Identical to the other parts of the room, the elongated chairs had bloodstains across them like a grim trophy.
Perfectly tered and the hallmark of the room held a rge oval mahogany table, with an ornate purple tablecloth adorned with gold filigree draped over the wooden surfabsp; Occupying the middle of the table, it was clear why the cloth had been used. A fondue fountain bubbling with blood rather than chocote spshed quietly and was the source of heated huhat Sylvie forced Casey to ignore.
“Taini…” Casey gulped ahe burn ihroat erupt, “...this pce…” She looked all over once more and spotted the bone-white sponges o the blood fountain, followed by the rows of brandy gsses. “...How do I even describe this?” She turned her nude form to face her partner and grinned. “It looks like a vampire heaven.”
Taking the cue that Casey was thrilled with the room, Sylvie walked the pair to the far side of the table where two crystal deters of blood had a script-written card in front of them. “I am pretty sure that I told you about the drug-enhanced blood I sent to Vivienne and Faye?” Sylvie shook her small braids from her eyes and poio the tainer on the left. “This is a heavier version of that, heavy THbsp; She poked Casey’s ft and bare stomach. “We will be on cloud h that.” Sylvie ughed and then winked. “The sed one has a derivative of ‘X’ in it.” She clutched Casey to her own nude form, squishing their breasts as one. “Not that we need encement to love one another, it will just give us the added bonus of feeling of lost time and such.” Sylvie pressed her lips to Casey’s then stepped back, the sudden rush of cool air stiffening her nipples. “I think we should start with these.” Sylvie picked up one of the rge sponges and the dle that was in the pool of moving psma. “A little here…” Sylvie doused the spoh enough blood that it nearly started dripping. “Let’s not waste…just yet.” She spun on her heels and lightly gripped Casey by the . “Open up and say ‘ahhh’ my love.”
