Blood and Arias

"Syd, are you absolutely sure about this? I mean . . . You've never had a vampire feed on you before, especially not one like me. What if I end up losing control again and hurting you?" 25-year-old Nefertiti Fuentes asked to her childhood best friend who was sitting across from her.

Hearing the question asked and the childhood nickname she used for him, 21-year-old Sydney Jackson merely shook his head, a comforting smile spreading across the warm deep sepia brown complexion of his face as he took her hand in hers.

Even though he'd held it many times before, the fact that Nefertiti's hand felt almost impossibly soft and delicate still surprised him although this time, he noticed a slight density that she could tell was her immense hidden strength.

"Like you Nef? You're just the same now as you were when we first met so I trust you. You're also the strongest woman I've ever met so I know you won't. Remember what we always say to each other; tu proteges mi alma" he replied, the warm soft dulcet almost feminine yet still distinctly masculine tone of his voice calm and reassuring.

"Even though I lost control of my thirst earlier tonight and became the reason why I had to interrupt your performance, cut our night out on the town short and be escorted here out of all places? By the Sanguine Guard nonetheless? This is freaking embarrassing! I should be stronger than losing control when I smell blood more than a mile away! Yo soy avergonzada!" Nefertiti exclaimed, lapsing into her native Spanish as she held her head down, embarrassment creeping up on the mixed-race half-Dominican/half-Equatoguinean facial features of her warm caramel brown complexioned face.

"Hey relax! Take a deep breath girl! You were turned less than six months ago, the fact you can walk out in the daylight without killing the first human you see is a miracle in of itself! Losing control is something that happens!" Sydney said in a low soothing voice as he reached out to affectionately stroke her cheek, hoping the gesture would calm her.

All around the Japanese style lounge in which the two of them were sitting, other vampires were sitting with their respective feeding partners; a veritable sea of black and brown faces punctured by the glow of scarlet, yellow, black and orange eyes brightened with the euphoria that only drinking from a living human could bring.

The vast space of the lounge was separated into rooms lined with oriental style screen doors all surrounding a single garden-like space, a heated traditional wooden floor covered by various pillows and tatami mats along with traditional bamboo walls added to the ambiance of being in the middle of Tokyo or Yokohama rather than the de-facto Sanguine capital of Alexandria, Virginia.

Taking a moment to compose herself, Nefertiti inhaled a deep breath and then relaxed before speaking.

"I guess you're right and if you're absolutely sure I can feed off you, I will . . . But first, I think we should get a little more comfortable" Nefertiti half-way asked and half-way stated.

Before Sydney could react, she had casually reached for the bottom of the orange and black cashmere sweater which she wore and pulled it off, the sight of her toned slim torso and prominent bust concealed by a white lace push up bra utterly stunning him into silence.

In an instant, she had also slipped out of the blue jeans that she wore and the lace panties between her lithe legs caused him to immediately swallow to avoid blushing.

"What's the matter Syd? Afraid of seeing something you've already seen before?" Nefertiti playfully asked as she cupped her chest.

What little sense of composure that he had went out the window as his mouth dropped open.

He'd long known that Nefertiti was one of the most beautiful vampires in the world even by vampire standards but to see her scantily clad torso in her underwear and the casual disregard she'd have towards stripping in a public place would have stunned him into silence.

Taking his lack of response as an answer, Nefertiti rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Now come on Syd, there are plenty of vampires out here far more attractive than me. Don't act like I'm the most beautiful vampire in the world. Now lean back and try to relax." She said with a smile before she motioned for him to lay back.

Closing his mouth, Sydney felt his heart beginning to race as he did what she had instructed, laying back on the cushions they'd been sitting on. Before he could blink, she had moved like a panther stalking its prey, moving to a position where she hovered directly over him, her open hands just besides his face perching her up.

"Yeah I call bullshit, Nefertiti, you may think that's the case but to me and just about every other being with a pulse, you're eas-" Sydney began to say only to stop as Nefertiti held a finger to her lips.

"Shhhhh . . . Right now, I'm thirsty and you're looking fucking delicious." She said in a voice that dropped from the natural low soprano range which she spoke into a bare raspy whisper reminiscent of a hiss.

The change in her voice was jarring but as he gazed into her eyes, he saw the color changing to a brilliant crimson red.

At the same time, her lips curled back, revealing sharpened canine incisors on her upper jaws that, before his very eyes, extended into near 1/2 inch long fangs.

As they extended, he also saw them drip a black substance that didn't resemble saliva; something that he knew to be the neurotoxic venom that vampires naturally produced to sedate their prey.

He swallowed the urge that he suddenly had to run or get up as somehow, even though she looked and sounded like a predator and had him pinned down nonetheless, a part of him felt safe and reassured.

It was as if he knew that she would never intentionally hurt him.

Nefertiti placed her hand on his face before she then leaned down, softly rubbing her cheek against his before turning his head so that he was now facing the opposite direction.

"Are you ready?" She asked.

"I am Nef. Drink until you are satisfied, my friend." He answered.

Nefertiti leaned into him and he felt goosebumps rise over his skin.

Her soft lips pressed against the groove of his neck in the spot just beneath his left ear and the sound of her inhaling his scent caused him to close his eyes with anticipation.

"This is gonna hurt for just a moment but I promise it'll feel wonderful afterwards"

The whisper of her now purring contralto voice was the last thing he heard before he felt wetness along his skin as her tongue licked a trail along him, leaving saliva that quickly became a soothing numbness like a shot of numbing gel.

As he inhaled, two sudden sharp stabs of white-hot pain caused him to let out a loud pain-filled gasp.

His heart rate suddenly skyrocketed, and adrenaline shot through him as panic momentarily erupted in his mind.

However, Sydney forced himself to take a deep breath and relax, rather than allow the panic to consume him.

At the same time, Nefertiti let out a long slow moan as she began to drink in his essence; her senses immediately set alight as the liquid that flowed within her lifelong friend's body was a thousand times better than she expected.

It called to her like a fire alarm called to a firefighter.

Her predatory instinct took over and she instead bit down harder, releasing potent venom from her fangs into his bloodstream.

Like all vampires with their enhanced senses being more than a thousand times greater than an ordinary human's, Nefertiti was able to distinguish a distinct taste from every person whom she had fed from.

In Sydney's case, she noticed his blood to have a floral almost aromatic sweet vanilla taste combined with spicy smooth undertone like that of cinnamon.

That in turn was combined with a wonderful almost milk caramel flavor.

The resulting multi-layered taste that Nefertiti found herself utterly lost in was only comparable to that of a cinnamon roll topped with a spiced caramelized sugar topping.

As she unintentionally bit down even harder, the scream that Sydney would have let out died on his vocal cords as after a few short seconds of agony, the effect of Nefertiti's venom became apparent; the pain from her now much stronger bite was sharp and immense but slowly, it proceeded to melt into a dull ache laced with a soothing relaxing warmth.

After several more seconds, the pain faded away completely and all he could feel was Nefertiti's mouth on his skin, the sound of her moaning passing through her mouth and into him directly, causing goosebumps to raise over his skin.

Relaxing into her, he felt his eyes slowly open as a subtle wave of calming bliss began to settle through his entire body.

The lights around the room appeared to get dimmer but then grow brighter again whilst the sounds of the other vampires and their feeding mates seemed to fade away.

The only thing he could now hear was the sound of his own heart beating and, for the first time in his life, the sound of Nefertiti's heart nearly in sync with his.

Beneath him, the cushions he was laying on began to feel as though they were soft white clouds floating miles in the sky.

His body felt weightless whilst at the same time, the warmth like that of being submerged in a perfectly hot bath fell over his insides from her steadily drinking of him.

The seconds were becoming longer as if time itself was slowing and the alertness he felt began to quickly give way to a pressure that flooded through his limbs, like they were going to sleep but without the uncomfortable sensation he knew accompanied that process.

His eyes were starting to feel heavy, and he noticed that his conscious alert state was slipping away.

Any other time, he would have begun fighting it but the instinct to flee or resist was simply not present.

All he felt was the blissful warmth that was lulling him into sleep like a heavy heated blanket on a frigid winter night.

He'd only realized his eyes had closed when the movement of Nefertiti's mouth and the pain of her withdrawing her fangs sent a jolt through him that awakened him.

Like a loud noise in an enclosed room, alertness suddenly returned to him and the sensations his body felt vanished as if they hadn't been there to begin with.

In an instant, the wetness of her tongue rolling over the bite marks she'd left proceeded to neutralize whatever lingering effects that her venom had on him.

What he wasn't expecting was the long soft yet passionate kiss that she placed to his cheek, nor the low sensual chuckle that she let out right beside his ear.

It was one that made all the fantasies he'd ever had of her come back to the forefront of his mind.

Turning his head to face her, Sydney saw Nefertiti's eyes glazing over with the satisfaction of her meal and what appeared to be something of a stupor as she placed a hand to his cheek and leaned down close to him, a small smile that read seduction spreading across her lips.

Simultaneously, he realized that whatever worries or concerns his normally anxious disposition had were gone; instead, all he felt was calmness and for some reason, he felt a lot less restrained than normal.

Her touch felt impossibly good against his skin and with the glow of feeding highlighting her skin, she somehow managed to look even more beautiful if that were even a possibility.

The soft gentle yet still dominant bad-ass of her personality, her perfect body, her sweet yet naughty black eyes. . . There was so much he loved about her.

As she bit her lower lip in a look that read pure seduction, Sydney felt the air between them suddenly electrify and like a match being lit, the emotions he'd held back since the first time he'd ever met her came surging back.

Lifting up, he gripped her face and closed the distance between them; pressing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss that proved to be the gun going off.

In an instant, she returned the kiss with a fiery passion that sent a rush of adrenaline through him.

After a few seconds, she moved her legs, straddling and then laying directly on top of him.

The moment her body pressed against his, Sydney couldn't help but to break the kiss and let out a soft moan; even through the black dress shirt and khaki pants which he wore, he could feel every inch of her body as if he wasn't wearing anything at all.

She felt surprisingly light against him despite their being nearly the same height and her being as strong as she was.

"Kiss me" Nefertiti demanded as placed her hands on his face and brought his lips back to hers and they kissed with the passion befitting two lovers who finally had their chance to be together.

He felt his heart racing with excitement and said excitement was triggering a certain part of him that was normally active only behind closed doors.

As she pressed her lips to him a final time, Nefertiti rose up and then moved down, kissing his neck softly before she ran her hands down his torso, lifting the black dress shirt and the white t-shirt underneath to expose his toned yet not too ripped upper torso.

Even though Sydney wasn't a college athlete by any stretch of the imagination, he did have a consistent work-out plan in between his college performing arts classes which had paid off in a toned set of abs and a strong core, something that Nefertiti now found to be utterly enthralling.

"Fuck! Your body is incredible!" She exclaimed with a smile as she bent down, kissing and then licking along the center of his chest between his toned pecs before making her way down even further, the smooth muscle feeling like a soft rose petal against him, before she pressed her face against the considerable bulge that had risen at his crotch.

Lifting his head up and looking down, Sydney saw Nefertiti's eyes almost glowing with a mischievous smile, his face almost unreadable as a combination of both insecurity and excitement passed through his mind.

He didn't know what to expect but he pushed the thoughts from his mind as he focused instead on the excitement from what was happening.

He'd always imagined what it would be like being with a woman before but for that woman to be Nefertiti Fuentes, out of all people, was something torn straight out of his wildest fantasies.

Reaching down, Nefertiti unbuckled the khaki pants, then pulled both them and the black boxers he wore underneath down.

There were many things she expected, but the thick, 8 inches of uncut manhood that emerged from his underwear was not one of them!

She'd been with plenty of vampires, both male and female, in the aftermath of her transformation and experienced

It was also not unfair to say that she had never expected someone like Sydney, who was something of a nerd, to be as well hung or attractive as his body was proving him to be.

She couldn't help her eyes widening nor her mouth dropping open with utter excitement, feeling herself turn on with the very thought of savoring every inch of him.

"Syd. . . You're fucking enormous!"

Now it was his turn to smile as the reaction she had was something he'd secretly always wanted from a woman.

Sydney had never thought of himself as particularly attractive but to be validated by a vampire who was one of the most beautiful in the world was everything to him.

Nefertiti raised up from her kneeling position, her body now sensually gyrating to an invisible rhythm as she proceeded to slip her hands down to her panties, pulling them off and revealing a bare shaved womanhood that sent a jolt of pure desire through his body.

As she reached her hands behind her to remove her bra, freeing her perfectly round firm breasts from the confines of the lace fabric, Sydney pushed himself up only to feel a hand on his chest push him back down as if he weighed nothing.

"Oh no lover boy . . . You ain't about to do anything except take that shirt off and lay your ass back down. Your blood may have me high as fuck right now but I'm about to show how this bad vamp bitch gets down!" Nefertiti commanded, her words profane and her voice slurring as if she was drunk but showing a dominance that sent yet another jolt of excitement through him.

Letting out a soft laugh in response, he unbuttoned the dress shirt and then pulled off the t-shirt underneath as he laid back on the cushions beneath, his erection now painfully hard as he drank in the sight of her body and her face.

She slid down and straddled him between her legs, reaching down to grip his cock with one hand and guide it to her entrance whilst putting another on his chest to steady herself.

As their eyes met, she began to slowly descend onto him, the single teasingly slow movement sending fire through them both as their bodies met for the first time.

She was already wet and ready but as the head of his pre-cum covered member began to enter her, she suddenly felt inexperienced.

Sydney let out a soft groan, one that became a loud moan as he felt nothing but the soothing heat of her body combined with a wetness that he realized was coming from her.

He had never experienced a sensation like this before in his life and he wanted it to consume him.

As much as she wanted to keep her eyes open and focus on her newly found lover, Nefertiti couldn't help but to let out an inhumane hiss as she closed her eyes and leaned back, the hand that gripped his cock moving to his chest as she allowed gravity to guide her down slowly, a combination of both pain and pleasure erupting inside her.

The thick bulbous head alone stretched her tight entrance, but it was the rest of his shaft, with its dual combination of length and girth that proved to be the force painfully pushing apart her walls, her body coming to life with sensation as her inner lips pushed back his foreskin and exposed him to every part of her.

It took a few long seconds of adjusting but as her body finally relaxed, Nefertiti began with a teasingly slow circular riding motion, one that sent powerful waves of pure ecstasy through both simultaneously.

No longer did either of them care about the fact that they had begun having sex in a public feeding lounge.

Nor that some vampires and their feeding mates had taken notice and were now enjoying the entertainment they were providing.

If anything, the public exhibitionism only fueled the desire flowing through them.

All they cared about was their bodies, the growing heat building between them and the desire they had for one another as they began to work in unison, absolutely lost in each other.

He spread his legs and then reached his hands up, tracing the soft skin of her stomach before he finally ran his hands over her breasts, flicking her nipples and tracing the dollar sized areolas that surrounded them.

Lifting his head up, he proceeded to plant his lips around her left breast, suckling it for a few seconds before moving to her right.

As Nefertiti closed her eyes and let out a series of moans in response, he flashed a mischievous smile before he then began alternating back and forth, suckling each one in a teasing fashion until Nefertiti outright stopped her movements and gripped his head, pushing his head between her breasts and then moaning out a high-pitched wail.

"Fuck me! You dirty little boy!" She exclaimed.

"With pleasure" He responded before he leaned back and then gripped her hips, guiding her in a way that allowed her to resume her riding movements whilst he began matching with his own slow upwards thrusts.

The chuckle that emerged from Nefertiti's lips at his newfound confidence of her bled into a loud untamed moan as his soft hands now firmly on her hips and steady slow thrusts caused her to sink down and for the head of his manhood to hit a spot just centimeters from her cervix.

She responded by moving her hands from his chest to his neck, gripping him as she increased her tempo, circling and bouncing over him as if he was a horse she was wanting to break in whilst he slowed with his thrusts, letting her take complete control.