BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.
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				Title: <strong>BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>25-05-2016, 03:00:40</strong>
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				(http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n293/maniacwc/BTVS/kimiko%20glenn2.jpg)<br><br>(http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n293/maniacwc/BTVS/Kiimiko.jpg)<br><br><br>“I think you wanna be bad.” Tara? Was it? Naomi’s eyes were half open, she felt the world fading but then she felt cold flesh against her own as everything was going black hard flesh too…a nipple and then dark liquid it was cold but as it slid down her lips Naomi choked for a moment it was weak but as it slid past that and down her throat…some instinct drove her as she weakly clamped down and dank, suckled desperately. Naomi heard a soft growl…a purr? All that existed for her was the liquid that seemed to pur her to take more…it promised life and her body was desperate for it. ‘Whats going on?’ as Naomi’s last thought as she weakly grabbed at the breast pressed to her lips as her head was held there she was cradled to willows ivory orb infact was there a sweater encasing her there?<br>She awoke in darkness, much like she had fallen asleep.&nbsp; It was a dark so complete as to be darker than dark.&nbsp; It was like… superdark.&nbsp; Only it wasn’t as dark as it could have been, even though there was no light.&nbsp; It was like she could see in that dark, even thought she couldn’t see anything at all.&nbsp; What was even weirder was that it felt okay to be in the dark.&nbsp; Like she was supposed to be or something.<br><br>As soon as her eyes opened, Naomi&nbsp; started remembering, and then feeling, and then noticing things.&nbsp; The way it had felt so good to drink From Tara..she couldn’t believe she had done it and how amazing it had felt. A girl she had just met at a party…’something far more’ a thought whispered. Sure…Tara had buried her fangs into her…but wow…that blood and those hands it sent a shiver through her as her nipples grew erect&nbsp; &nbsp;Naomi felt her hands…touching something.&nbsp; Touching something nice and soft and kind of pillowy, and all full of wonderful nerves.&nbsp; She felt her own boobs.&nbsp; They really were very nice boobs.&nbsp; It felt really really good to kind of squeeze them a little too, so she did that some while she thought.<br><br>Of course, squeezing and rubbing her very bare boobs made it a little harder to think, but it felt damned good, so she kept doing it.&nbsp; Okay, so she was naked.&nbsp; Still.&nbsp; That was okay, she guessed.&nbsp; It wasn’t like anyone was there looking or anything.&nbsp; It took her a few moments before Naomi realized that she was stroking and squeezing boobs that weren’t moving.&nbsp; No up and down.&nbsp; No Breathing.&nbsp; She wasn’t breathing.&nbsp; That was supposed to be a bad sign, but truth be told, it didn’t feel that bad all told.&nbsp; So she could do without for now.&nbsp; Besides, the smell of wherever she was, was pretty rank.&nbsp; It smelled like someone had died.<br><br>Ick<br><br>Okay, so naked, not breathing, in a tight confined place, see in the dark… Oh crap.&nbsp; She let go of a boob (rather reluctantly) and slid a hand upwards to touch her face.&nbsp; Those teeth were damned sharp!&nbsp; And the wrinkles and ridges, and..she had no idea what happened but she felt powerful but so hungry it was so hard to think…with all these new sensations.<br><br>At first, Naomi was a little pissed.&nbsp; And then it wasn’t so bad.&nbsp; No more school at least.&nbsp; Shit.. she could probably go eat a couple of those teachers now, and get away with it!&nbsp; Come to think of it… she was feeling a little… thirsty. instincts drove Naomi now to get out. She only had an inkling of WHAT she was but she clawed wigglied and pushed.<br><br>One bare fist launched up and the wood cracked easily.&nbsp; Really easily.&nbsp; She dug fast and hard, hating the way the dirt all stuck to her hair and in her teeth and ridges.&nbsp; Crap she was going to feel gross for like hours.&nbsp; It would take forever to clean her hair! While Naomi dug and clawed, a stray thought wandered through her mind.&nbsp; Just as her clawed hand ripped up through the slippery wet grass and fresh earth above her grave, she thought to herself.<br><br>You know, Buffy and the Scoobies were all pretty unfair to Vampires.&nbsp; It’s not like it was their fault they were dead or anything.&nbsp; They’d been given a bum wrap just like anyone else.&nbsp; It just wasn’t fair to run around staking them and dusting them just because of the way they were born.&nbsp; She’d have to mention that to Buffy and the Scoobies some day when she ate them.<br><br>Then there was fresh air.&nbsp; One claw out, a second, and then her face.&nbsp; She didn’t strictly speaking need to breathe, but hot damn that felt pretty awesome!&nbsp; And it didn’t stink too bad either.&nbsp; Up and out was a lot easier than digging free of the coffin, and then she was there.<br><br>In the Graveyard.<br><br>Dead.<br><br>And Naked.<br><br>Ick.<br>Naomi knew she looked totally a mess. Her hair! Not as bad as she thought but as she slid her fingers through it Naomi did see some dirt come off though it wasn’t tangled. Though she was dirty! Ug! She was so going to take a shower. Also naked, but Naomi found herself less concerned about that. She slowly slid to her feet and her golden eyes scanned the grave yard as she let out a hungry growl and then took one awkward step then another then she began to move.&nbsp; It didn’t take to long until she DID find something her nose lead her towards a scent, a sound pounding in her ear and then she saw HIM. Food…Blood, those were the thoughts in Naomi’s mind she blinked but she was starving and if she was a vamp…fuck she would do what she wanted. It only took a moment when Naomi slid out of the shadows and grabbed her prey she talked him like a wild animal and drank him dry before she realized it, she had her prey then her vision went red and he was drained under her. Naomi pouted but after releving him of cash he no longer need and pulling off a shirt and a pair of jeans that would work…well they were nothing she wuld be caught dead in before but…hah she was dead now and naked so probably a good idea to NOT attract any attention when that attention might mean one of two slayers or all slayers in this town!<br>Naomi’s mind was a buz, confused and she found herself working on the mans illfitting clothes. Her hair was dirty and her golden eyes scanned the shadows but while very disoriented, confused and pulsating with this new esistance that had no pulse…her mind worked. Memories flashed through it, what should she do? One idea was to follow this pull towards what something whispered were the vampires that made her…’your nest’ some part of Naomi said. Yet the Eurasian vampires followed another isntints a newly born lust…need…as images of her room mate flashed through her mind and the apartment that they rented. She ached to go in and take it. Naomi’s slender legs moved as she tried to do just that and reached to open the door but she hit some sort of…invisible barrier it wouldn’t let her in! She growled low and glanced around the hallway. It was empty luckily but she couldn’t stay out here…but she had to get inside. Naomi knew what she looked like ‘I can not look like this, the girl I saw did…but this FEELs right…so right’ She thought. Yet, while Naomi might not know how to put on a human mask at present she brushed her hair so it hid her face her eyes for the most part. It was silly but she felt as if…she needed to be invited. Naomi could SCENT her room mate in there…and it drew out hunger…and lust as she knocked. Her raps were amazingly strong considering how little she put into it. Naomi was surpised no awed by her sterength it was a rush. ‘First things first…need to get inside.’ She thought and as she kept most of her long brown hair covering her filithy face she spoke softly. “Please it’s Naomi…let me in I…lost my key…Please!”&nbsp; &nbsp; She wsan’t one to be a victim, she knew martial arts, how to shoot how to be quick on her feet. Yet Naomi did try to play it JUSt a little she needed to get in without to many questions she needed…an invitation.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>30-05-2016, 18:44:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRTYzJeQj6ODtkiF9RcnHPtoh-LTToFcf578b8UXsVzQ5wwgiIk)</div>Melissa shivered in her sleep, despite the warm Arizona heat.&nbsp; She tossed and woke as the knock and voice slipped through the door.&nbsp; It was bad enough that Naomi had woken her up, again, but she sounded...off...like she was drunk or high, again.&nbsp; Sighing, Mel tossed her long hair over her shoulder and padded across the small dorm room the two girls shared.&nbsp; <br><br>The girls had been roommates for a couple of years, and got along fairly well, though it was rather like an episode of the Odd Couple, sometimes.&nbsp; While Melissa was ordered and meek, Naomi was adventurous and outgoing.&nbsp; Both of them were intelligent and doing well in school, Melissa majoring in Math, while Naomi had yet to settle on something, though her grades were still good.&nbsp; The partying wasn't too bad, and it did give Melissa an opportunity to get out more than she would have on her own, so the relationship seemed to be working.&nbsp; They'd even talked about getting an apartment together, instead of staying on campus, but neither of them had the cash for that.<br><br>Melissa's white, spaghetti strap, tank showed the effect her...nightmare?...weird creepy premonition?...had had on her body.&nbsp; Her pert nipples tented the soft cotton fabric and her ample chest was covered in goose-bumps.&nbsp; The gym shorts on her long legs didn't do much to help them, either, and she absently crossed her arms and rubbed to get rid of the eerie sensation, trying to get some sense of heat back into her skin.<br><br>Looking at the clock, she saw it was after three.&nbsp; <em>"Naomi is <strong>so</strong> cleaning the bathroom for this,"</em> she thought as she ran a hand through her hair and yawned.&nbsp; Without thinking about it, she turned the knob and opened the door.&nbsp; Huh...if it was open, why did Naomi need to wake her up?&nbsp; That thought was easily forgotten as she saw the disheveled figure of her friend out in the hallway.<br><br>"Damn, you look like shit!&nbsp; Are you okay?&nbsp; Come in here, whatever it is, I'll help make it better."&nbsp; All thoughts of retribution for the rude awakening vanished as she looked at the matted hair, the hunched shoulders, and ill fitting clothing on Naomi's body.&nbsp; Her arm stretched out to pull Naomi inside.&nbsp; The girl was cold, too cold, but Melissa chalked it up to shock.&nbsp; Whatever Naomi had been through, it hadn't been kind to her.&nbsp; "Did...did something happen?&nbsp; You...you look like you got attacked!"&nbsp; She saw the dried blood on Naomi's neck and cringed at the smelly, dirty mess that was her roommate.&nbsp; Leading her into the dorm room, she dropped Naomi's hand and went to the bedside table, turning on a small light she had there, then moving directly to the bathroom to get the first aid kit, some towels, and a washcloth.&nbsp; <br><br>She turned on the hot water, rummaged through the cabinet, and pulled out what she thought she needed, waiting for Naomi to say something, but not wanting to push her for whatever horrible story Melissa was sure she had to tell.&nbsp; Busying herself in the bathroom gave her time to realize just how bad Naomi's story had to be, without having to look at the mess of a girl in the main room.&nbsp; She gathered her supplies and braced herself, putting on what she hoped was a compassionate, yet supportive and strong, expression.&nbsp; "The first thing we need to do is get you cleaned up, then you can tell me exactly whose ass I need to kick."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>31-05-2016, 03:02:47</strong>
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				It was like someone hit an 'off switch' as if there was a force field on that kept Naomi out...it was infuriating luckily some instinct had guided her to ask for help other wise she'd be trapped OUT side. Especially when she just instinctively knew sunlight was bad...REALLY bad for her now. Naomi nearly lunged at Melissa when the barrier went down and just went straight for her throat then. Instinct was screaming at her and part of her just wanted to bury her fangs...in and feed. Luckily a combination of factors slowed her, the confusion at being blocked out...at that invisible barrier then that rush of emotions when she saw Melissa. The brunette was her friend, bookish sure but loyal, friendly shy but a wonderful person. Now Melissa's smell was like the finest of food or sweetest of wines. Melissa's pounding heart was almost unbearable to her enhanced senses it seemed ot shout at her to drink to FEED as she fed on the first man when she'd woken up so confused. Indeed Naomi WAS still confused. She wasn't completely sure what she was...but then again she knew...craving blood, the power the strength alone would be a clue Even if it was...insane! Yet her instincts did help guide her...silently whisper and guide her mind to it. Even if she was a demon now, soulless...she was still her...or something new formed from what Naomi had been a parody of that sweet adventurous girl. Yet, Naomi didn't feel like it was true...she just felt so much better, more powerful, freer as if her eyes were opened.<br><br>There was much more to it than that yet she managed to hold back as Melissa WAS her friend...was that why she held back? No...not just that...but she let the human lead her imagining the fun of burying her fangs into that slender throat, hearing her scream, seeing the fear on her face when she moved her hair enough to reveal her new visage. It dawned on Naomi how...beautiful Melissa was, she knew before but it was like seeing her thorugh new eyes and it caused tingles that she normally only felt for men, her nipples hardened and she felt heat between her thighs in her folds. It was confusing but...she went with it it was exciting...new...lust...lust for Melissa. It was something she found herself exploring even more confused. THough she tried not to give distinctive answers not yet...though she ached to see her friend scream, to play with her...<br><br>But seeing Melissa's fear for her, that fierce protectiveness, that need to help her and her concern. On one level it was so much fun, it would make the surpise even more exciting...the fear sweeter. Yet on another level it seemed to bond with that lust, and act as a catalyst. "S'along story...I..guess I did get attacked" Naomi whispered as her mind spun. Her long brown hair kept hiding her ridges, her fangs, her golden eyes. Her voice was hurt but also greatful and Naomi couldn't hide her affection for Melissa in her tone though she did throw in a thick trace of emotion and pain. "...I went out, just to a party for hikers..." Naomi felt Melissa draw closer, so tantalizingly close and she shifted her face away again but her hands wraped around herself under her full ivory breasts. Those ill fitting clothing looked so awkward on her and the dirt was caked in her hair, was smeered on her skin and on her fingers and toes. "...turns out someone wanted me. This guy...he was so handsome, we spoke I drank a little...then he got me alone. He told me I...fascinated him...he wanted a taste...if I was lucky I'd get a surpise..." Naomi was telling the truth mostly about that. The Eurasian girl shifted a bit in her seat in the dark light of their room. The memories of his kisses...her punch at him...trying to get away then him jerking her head back...burying his fangs in and EATING her...it was a mixture of odd fear...as if it belonged to another and rush of delight even...thankfulness. She wouldnt' be what she was now...she'd be week...but it felt like two her's seeing the same thing through different lenses.<br><br>"Melissa, I broke his wrist and he seemed to like it...didn't slow him down..." Naomi whispered back her voice heavy with so many emotions. Yet looking upon Melissa she didn't just want to play with her...she wanted to explore this lust..she wanted ot eat her sure but...but...it felt more and more...a waste...no it hurt to just...drink her dry like she did with that guy. Curiouly no guilde there none at all just a rush of triumph at her first kill...no...it made her feel lonely...pained. Melissa...'she should be with you...make her yours...just like he did this to you...she'll love it. Don't you? That fear...it's nothing...plus you can make it fun for her. So sexy...not just rough like he did with you.' Naomi thought though she slowly let her hands slide out as her cold hands took Melissa's in her own, her grip was light at first then like steel...she wasn't going to let Melissa get away...she couldn't. Though despite these revelations...the curious lusts, and feelings towards her friend...she DID want to play, she wanted to see the fear...enjoy it...and oh she was going to eat her friend...oh maybe fuck her too...that thought was just...wow a rush...okay so she definitely was going to do that. It made her nipples tingle and made her get curiously moist.&nbsp; She let go of one of Melissa's hands...so her friend could clean her up...but she was ready when she saw the moment to proudly show off what she had become.
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				Title: <strong>Re: BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>05-06-2016, 03:20:52</strong>
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				"Oh, honey!"&nbsp; The urge to hug Naomi was strong, but she smelled...more than just dirty...wrong somehow, and Melissa couldn't quite do it.&nbsp; She listened to her roommate's tale with a mix of horror and rage, excitement and sorrow.&nbsp; She'd never had the guts to let herself get into situations where anything could happen, had lived vicariously through Naomi, so that this retelling became almost like something that had happened to her.&nbsp; Still, her main concern was for her friend.&nbsp; She was amazed at the strength in Naomi's grip, but her mind brushed it aside as she began to wipe the dirt from the girl's forearm.<br><br>"Did you get his name?&nbsp; Do we need to go to the cops?&nbsp; I mean...get a...a..."&nbsp; She forced the words to part her lips, though she was loathe to bring it up "..a rape kit?"&nbsp; Her eyes tried to pierce the curtain of matted and tangled hair, to meet Naomi's gaze, but the girl's head hung too low.&nbsp; Melissa's mind was working so fast, the details of the story breached her consciousness at odd intervals, popping up randomly as she tried to care for her friend.<br><br>"Wait...you broke his wrist?&nbsp; Damn, girl!&nbsp; I hope he gets gangrene or something.&nbsp; Asshole."&nbsp; The words continued to fly out of her mouth as she focused on the broken finger nails, caked with muck, the scratched forearms.&nbsp; They must have been near some drift wood on the beach because there were small splinters all the way up to Naomi's elbow.&nbsp; The more damage she noticed, the more worried her voice became, though her mouth kept pouring out nonsense.&nbsp; "What happened to your clothes?&nbsp; I bet we can get the RA to give us a ride and get them.&nbsp; They might have evidence or something."<br><br>Something tugged at her brain, gently, like a noise you can just barely hear as you wake up, but when you open your eyes it's gone.&nbsp; Naomi was so still, so silent.&nbsp; Melissa began to feel the weight of Naomi's gaze and slowed her repetitive strokes of the now brown and red washcloth.&nbsp; Her heart skipped a beat and she looked again intently at the small, usually vibrant woman she shared her life with.&nbsp; "Naomi?...What's wrong?"
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				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>05-06-2016, 15:04:19</strong>
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				That pounding heart was echoing in Naomi’s ear it was almost maddening at moments as she ached to just reach out and jerk Melissa close and set her fangs into that warm neck. The brunette’s scent was so provocative teasing her instincts her hunger but also..with tingling lust an memories of being human the laughing, affection. The time that they ended up on the couch after a movie marathon passed out. Or painting one another bodies before going to the football game having a blast. Those gave Naomi a strange sensation, of even more affection but the lust was heightened too. ‘She’s so sweet it’ll be so fun to see her fear to play with her but…also so loyal…that fierce protectiveness.’ Her new freedom (lack of a soul, demon inheriting Naomi’s memories or whatever it was) let her delve into Melissa soft touch and the pleasure of seeing her fear playing with it, Melissa was so sickeningly nice well a little bit it would be fun to corrupt it. No she HAD to. Her friends protectiveness stirred one in her too. She wasn’t going to let Melissa be worm food…and those hands did feel good they caused her nipples to tighten her body grow hot despite no heat in it any more and more aroused imagining the things she would do…and Melissa might do to her. ‘Mmm well, after I teach her…then turn her.’ <br><br>Naomi gave a faint smile though she did lean into her friends touch even more. “Denis…that was his name” Naomi kept her face tilted down, though she did relive some of those memories how she managed to use that black belt in tae kwon do and break the vampires wrist…only it seemed to turn him on. ‘part of the reason he turned me, I was fierce’ Naomi thought though she remembered her fear at the time…so silly, so weak. Yet…she did feel a shiver of delight and pain at the memory. “He…did…he fucked me…I don’t know…what happened to my clothes…had my shirt on and my jeans at my ankles…when I last saw him.” Naomi admitted she kept her voice small as those memories flooded back. Her body was tense then loosened a bit and she closed her golden eyes for a moment inhaling Naomi’s scent she nearly growled. That warmth teased her hunger and aroused her even more a new sensation when…dealing with any girl but she liked it…wanted to test it out…’this is why I came back…I think…I want her…with me…’ Naomi thought though the brunette wasn’t’ sure she kept the hair still a messy dirty mat covering her race. Slowly though she sensed it was time and the moment seemed so perfect.<br>“Just reliving some of it…I can’t believe how lucky I was. You see…he jerked my head to the side…” She muttered tilting her head and revealed bite marks still not healed. “Buried his fangs in my throat…it was shocking but it turns you on…then he fucked me. I don’t remember all that happened but I think he took it slow to…enjoy me” Naomis voice was a mixture of arousal, lust, delight, pain and confusion. “Then he cut himself…his wrist and made me drink…after that…” Naomi shrugged then a slight smile crossed her lips as she tilted her head up. Slowly she pushed her hair back with one hand as her ridges, her golden eyes and fangs werevisible in the lwo light. Her fangs gleamed in the night and she gave a fanged smile tilting her head. “I woke up buried…I clawed my way out…it was like being burn again but…hot…sexy…horny…so hungry and powerful.” The Eurasian vampire kept a tight grip on Melissa’s wrist and drew her closer. “He changed me…and it fells great he must have buried me…” She drew Melissa down as hero therh and grabed Melissa’s other wrist and pulled her into her lap as she gave her small sly smile. “You smell so GOOD I want to just EAT you…” Melisa let it hang for a moment. “…but I want MORE…” She tried to gather both of her friends wrists with one of her hands with her supernatural strength then slide that other hand up to trace over Melissa’s flat belly under her top. “Don’t scream…okay? I promise I won’t kill you and let your rot…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>06-06-2016, 01:22:39</strong>
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				Melissa listened with growing horror as Naomi described her ordeal.&nbsp; Slowly, her eyes widened, her mouth dropped, and she looked like a little rabbit caught in the middle of an open meadow.&nbsp; She felt her heart skip again, then the blood rushed into her ears, drowning out Naomi's comment about eating her, which she was sure was about to happen anyway.&nbsp; Her chest felt so tight.&nbsp; She tried to gasp, tried to scream, tried to do anything to escape the nightmare that had become far too real.&nbsp; Naomi was lucky Melissa's bladder was empty or it would have let go all over the vampire.<br><br>As the petite thing that used to be her roommate parted the clumps of hair and revealed her monstrous visage, Melissa choked on her own fear.&nbsp; She couldn't understand.&nbsp; Everything was happening too fast.&nbsp; Her friend had been attacked, hurt, but...but...&nbsp; She glimpsed the wounds on Naomi's throat, the dark maroon of the dried blood looking almost black in the dim shadows of the dorm room.&nbsp; Naomi's icy grip tightened and drew her closer.&nbsp; There was no trying to fight it.&nbsp; Even if she had had enough sense to struggle, Melissa was no match for the vice-like grip that ensnared both her wrists in a single, pale white, and now clean, hand.<br><br>The thing kept talking...pulling her closer and seating her in its lap.&nbsp; It sounded like Naomi.&nbsp; It even looked like Naomi, if Naomi had gotten into some science fiction show where they put all that plastic stuff on your face.&nbsp; She whimpered softly and trembled in the embrace of the monster that had once been her friend.&nbsp; Melissa's eyes were as large as dinner plates as she took in the gleaming white fangs and luminescent yellow eyes.&nbsp; Those eyes.<br><br>Once she was caught in their gaze, Melissa couldn't escape them.&nbsp; As Naomi's hand traveled up beneath her t-shirt towards her breasts, Melissa was trapped by those eyes.&nbsp; She couldn't look away, no matter how much she wanted to.&nbsp; She whimpered again, softly, body shaking as the adrenaline ratcheted up and her nipples hardened.&nbsp; <em>Fuck.&nbsp; I'm going to die.</em>&nbsp; She could see now that Naomi's small, pert breasts were still beneath her over-sized clothing.&nbsp; She wasn't breathing.&nbsp; Naomi wasn't breathing!<br><br>Melissa began to panic, even as she sat submissively in Naomi's lap.&nbsp; Her throat ached from the screams trapped within, her full lips parted slightly as tears ran down her cheeks.&nbsp; She couldn't move, couldn't think, almost couldn't breath.&nbsp; She tried to nod, tried to hang on to the precious moments of life she had left.&nbsp; Still, she stared into those feral, golden eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>06-06-2016, 02:05:28</strong>
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				This was the moment that Naomi had ached for and it was here, okay very dramatic but that even made it better. She could see the fear, the horror grow and grow on Melissa's beautiful features. The tale of what happened to her, shocking certainly 'and amazing...silly slut doesn't understand, but she will' a part of her whispered and she felt that longing. The fear rave off of Melissa in waves the humans scent was intoxicating enough but almost overpoweringly so when mixed with that heady fear. That plus her reactions...they spurred her instincts she leaned in and scraped her fangs over Melissa's warm throat and barely kept her self from ripping into that throughthat and DRINKING and just drinking...probably ripping Melissa's throat out with her hunger...fuck it was so new an over powering it was hard to reign it in and be more deliberate! Yet, Naomi some how managed to as at estimate to her will power and...her longing for her room mate. <br><br>"Awww...you don't like the new me Melissa?" Naomi pouted her sulfurous malicious eyes burned into Melissa sir trying to steal her soul and rip it out as she slowly let a fanged smile cross her lips again hungry, lustful and eager. "...I thought it was gross to until I woke up and I WAS this...it feels so amazing...and you realize how gorgous you are like this..." Naomi reassured Melissa though she wasn't sure why Melissa was hers to do with as she wished...and Naomi had more than a few ideas things she had only thought about fleetingly and now wanted to try...no would try. Her cold hands gripped Melissa's wrists easily she groaned. "You smell so good...I just want to eat you right now" She growled her growl sounded in human but also lustful. The Eurasian vampiress slowly let her fingers stroke at the brunett'es hard nipples. A wicked sly smile crossed Naomi's fanged expression. "Wow...excited and afraid...lets see if we can't include aroused" Naomi whispered "Don't try to run...I don't know if I could not just rip into you if you ran...though it would be fun...I...don't want to do that" Naomi purred into Melissa's ear as she released those hands. Slowly her own were under Melissa's shirt stroking at her warm breasts working her nipples until they were hard and then she gripped Melissa's top and ripped it off as if it were nothing but tissue paper. "You don't need that" She purred as she leaned in close and kissed the humans lips hard and hungrily.<br><br>Naomi's hands kept working at Melissa's orbs until she felt, smelled and saw arousal building then her hand darted lower and slid under her friends gym shorts pushing them and her panties down low. Her finger tips were inexpert...amateurish at this but eager as she slyly explored Melissa and her lusts...stroking her slit, her clit...spreading it with her fingers once then stroking over it. Naomi's fingers kept at it as she then hooked three fingers slowly into Melissa's tight folds probing but sliding deep until her palm cupped her groin. "Oh Melissa..." Naomi felt aroused eager...nibbling at her neck then she leaned lower her lips caught a nipple and she suckled slowly at first then harder then tugged lightly and playfully. "Your mine...and so afraid. You should be...I'm evil...I'm bad but free. It feels SOO good..." Naomi muttered before she then moved to her friends other breast while her other hand slid up behind Melissa and stroked through that long brown hair tangling with it sliding and caressing her spine. Exploring that warm skin. Naomi growled as she slid her fingers out suddenly her lips slid back with a grin then she pulled off the loose it ting top she had 'borrowed' from the man she ate earlier. Then was topless her pert Ivory breasts bouncing free. "Mmm...better" She then wiggiled her pants down to expose her own slit and her mouth descended back to Melissa's nipple nipping now tugging suckling her fingers drove deep again searching out her G spot...being gentle. it was so HARD she wanted to be rough ached ot but...but Melissa she wanted her just like this...forever and something kept her held her back. Her lips slid from her friends nipples as those malevolent golden eyes gazed up and her fanged smile was flashing. "How does that feel?" The Eurasian vampire murmured as she slid her fangs suddenly sensuously into Melissa's nipple she drank deeply for a moment almost loosing control then more sedately...though anyone watching it could see she was struggling to hold back to not loose it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>07-06-2016, 01:24:59</strong>
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				Melissa felt her face grow hotter, blushing as the monster caressed her softly, whispering it's devilish thoughts.&nbsp; Naomi drew closer and grazed her neck with her sharp, glistening teeth, causing Melissa to moan in spite of herself.&nbsp; Her neck had always been sensitive, and with the mixture of terror and sensation, her body was overwhelmed.&nbsp; Her mind raced.&nbsp; Naomi kept talking to her, but what did that mean?&nbsp; She thought of the horror movies she'd seen as a kid.&nbsp; The scary thing in the dark never made small chat, and they certainly didn't treat their victims to long, in depth discussions.&nbsp; Naomi, though...she seemed to want...something else.<br><br>That realization made Melissa blush deeper, heart pounding and stomach dropping as Naomi toyed with her nipples, causing the already hardened nubs to become rock-like and ache.&nbsp; Halfway between screaming in pleasure and fright, Melissa choked out a noise as Naomi warned her against running.&nbsp; If Naomi, or whatever Naomi was now, felt like she was hunting Melissa, she would be far less gentle than she was being now.&nbsp; Melissa quickly imagined running through the hall, Naomi coming after her, slowly, deliberately at first, playing with her like a cat as she dragged her hands along the walls.&nbsp; She was quickly returned from her imagination by the loss of her shirt.<br><br>"Oh Jesus," she managed to get out before her lips were claimed by the vamp.&nbsp; She tensed, whimpering again and gasping, eyes still held by the hypnotic power of Naomi's golden gaze.&nbsp; Still ensnared by the petite Eurasian hand, she could do nothing to stop Naomi from continuing to stroke her, sliding her clothes down and pressing into Melissa's wet, throbbing cunt.&nbsp; No matter how scared she was, she couldn't deny how good it felt, how seldom she had allowed herself the pleasure of sexual arousal, much less completion.&nbsp; Naomi nibbled at her neck again and Melissa felt her eyes close.&nbsp; "Yours..."&nbsp; It was all she could think.&nbsp; Intentionally or not, Naomi's gaze had pushed through Melissa's will and now compelled her to submit to Naomi's urges.&nbsp; It wasn't a strong compulsion, at least, not yet, but Melissa could feel herself relaxing as Naomi continued to play with her.<br><br>Melissa's breathing grew faster, her thoughts unable to get past the feel, the need, to give in to Naomi.&nbsp; She tried to respond to the question as Naomi finally sunk her teeth into her soft flesh and tasting her for the first time.&nbsp; It was useless.&nbsp; Her back arched, pressing her breasts closer to Naomi's mouth, her legs shook, and she came, hard.&nbsp; There was almost no noise, her climax had arrived so fast that she hadn't had time to cry out.&nbsp; She writhed beneath the small woman, thrusting her hips and squeezing her inner walls against the invading digits.&nbsp; She breathed hard, trying to focus as the waves crashed over her, only able to moan.&nbsp; "Naomi...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>07-06-2016, 03:10:14</strong>
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				This was so much FUN! Naomi hadn't realized how much fun she COULD have as a vampire...how intoxicating fear, terror and arousal could be. Okay she'd killed that guy but that couldn't stand up to this. She had killed him so fast! This was slow, and the intoxicating terror was something that a girl COULD get used to though...there was more to it than that and she was starting to figure out how little she didn't know and needed to know. The Eurasian vampiress felt so...HOT her own breasts ached her nipples were hard diamonds and she pressed her cold Ivory form desperately against that warm intoxicating form of Melissa. Naomi's Ivory body drank in the warmth as if steeling it...stealing every drop of the humans strength and mortality. Naomi ached to hunt to PLAY with Melissa even more but she wasn't quite so certain okay she was far from certain that she had the control to not just rip out her friends throat and then...she wouldn't have Melissa any more.<br><br>When the dark brown haired vampire felt her friends reaction to her fangs at her neck she filed that away. A sly smile slipped over her face at that as she memorized every reaction, it was so much fun and it turned HER on it spurred her own lust, her arousal her wanton inbridled NEED. Fuck she was wet, dripping and so eager. Naomi couldn't believe that Melissa could turn her on so much that a girl could but she went with it. Naomi's Ivory hands memorized Melissa's reactions, her curves her quivering and then when the taste of that blood hit her mouth she moaned. It was orgasmic...the fear was intoxicating so much better than the guy whom was only momentarily afraid. Humans were so...mean keeping this stuff in their veins! No wonder vampires hungered them and fed. Not having a soul, being free made it even better! Though as she fed her tongue lapped at her friend 'no...lover' Naomi corrected...it circled that hard nipple worked at it as she took hungry desperate gulps of that hot blood. Yet after a moment she slowed to an easy pace...sipping instead of gulping though several time she quivered and nearly lost control. It was so hard! Yet the blood only seemed to get better and better...when Melissa Orgasmed! That rain of cum was amazing and seeing how quickly it happened was a shock! Naomi had never done this before...but she had evidently done well and her fingers slowed to let Melissa recover...though she almost didn't forgetting humans needed to breath. Yet something whispered it to her perhaps it was part of the same reason she had come for her friend and was now playing with her ...having sex with her instead of just eating her.<br><br>Naomi's malicious golden eyes burned with delight and fluttered. Her fingers kept pumping working into those eager folds. Melissa's walls felt so good! Yet Naomi ached for even more contact and desperately pressed her body against her friend grinding her diamond hard nipples against Melissa then slid her fangs form that nipple. She gazed at it her hand squeezing the breast watching the blood slowly flow out she lapped I at it eagerly circling it iwth her tongue. "Melissa..." She growled back but Naomileaned up to catch her lips her golden eyes gazed deeper into Melissa and Naomi worked her fingers with growing confidence...watching her lover's reaction...and using that to bring her to higher heights of pleasure. "Your mine...say it...forever..." Naomi whispered in a hungry ommanding voice but also passionate...affectionate.<br><br>Slowly the more petite female inhaled her friends scent it seemed intoxicating. So thick with lust...and blood. Even though she didn't know for sure everything she was sensing Naomi just...'knew'. "You want more? You want to feel this again and again? Do you want me Melissa?" She growled and spread her own thighs, slowly, even a bit shyly then with more confidence. "Get your...fingers in me too...I need it...Did you ever think of this? What else do you want to feel?" Naomi whispered as her lips moved over her lover's neck then slowly scraped her angus then nipple drawing a few dots of blood before her mouth moved back down towards Melissa's other gorgous if unmarked orb. Naomi would solve that...she caught the nipple in her mouth suckling and tugging with her less sharper teeth, trying not to cut...then suckling harder until she saw Naomi moaning out and sped up her fingers faster and her fangs slid deep again suckling greedily for a few mouthfuls before easing back once more. It was just as difficult yet Naomi felt just a bit of confidence. Yet she felt so hesitant it wasn't like its the guy or...or anyone else...she didn't want to risk, risk. 'What don't I want to risk...fuck...fuck I want her with me. Oh I want her as a vampire....I want to make her like me...I can do that...I can make her mine...forever...crept I'm not leaving her alone...never alone' Naomi thought as she gazed up to her lover.<br><br>She ached to chase Melissa it would be so much fun...'perfect ending...just like me...crept she's running...fighting whimpering but aching for it...as I turn her...' The thought almost made Naomi cum. Yet...could she trust herself to do it?
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				Title: <strong>Re: BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LillithTheThird</strong> on <strong>07-06-2016, 03:28:12</strong>
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				Fully engulfed in her orgasmic bliss, Melissa's body continued to dance to Naomi's perfect rhythm.&nbsp; Melissa moaned and writhed, feeling the world spin as much from blood loss as the release of her climax.&nbsp; Naomi didn't stop, though.&nbsp; Her fingers, her tongue, her teeth, they just kept pushing Melissa harder, faster, longer.&nbsp; Melissa thought she would burst.&nbsp; How could this be happening?&nbsp; Maybe she was already dead and this was a weird twisted hell.<br><br>She couldn't feel the pain of the bites, and when Naomi dug in to her unmarred flesh, she only associated it with the fireworks exploding within her.&nbsp; That pain...it felt so good...mixed up with the bliss of the bite, the movement of those fingers hard against her tunnel, the words of the monster that had once been her friend were even soothing to her.&nbsp; Melissa moaned again, catching a flash of Naomi's small, yet beautifully pert and aroused breasts before the deep golden eyes took her once more.&nbsp; Her roommate...her friend...had just finger fucked her to cumming, and she had not only liked it...she...she wanted more...needed more...more of those teeth sinking into her flesh, more of those sharp aches of pain overcome by the waves of pleasure, more Naomi...or whatever she was now.&nbsp; Before she could even stop to think, she was answering.<br><br>"Yours...forever..."&nbsp; Her eyes struggled to stay open, she struggled to focus, but felt awash in a sea of amber gold.&nbsp; She registered that Naomi had impressed her to say it, but within the deep pit of her, the part that thought she was already dead, she knew it was true.&nbsp; "I'm yours...forever...I want you...oh Jesus...I want you"<br><br>Melissa moaned again as Naomi pulled on her sensitive bud.&nbsp; Her hips ground up against Naomi and she wished her hands were free, free to roam and caress, to return the emotions running through her, to touch, to feel...to connect.
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				Title: <strong>Re: BTVS What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>07-06-2016, 13:41:13</strong>
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				Naomi had to focus to hear her friend, no her lover. 'Definitely lover...oh and s-slut...slave...' the vampires thought as her long silken hair seemed to almost stroke over Melissa's tender flesh and the silken tendrals teased an caressed even as she lapped at Melissa's harden nipple. Her golden eyes seemed to consume Melissa and she felt a rush it wasn't just...the power that was incredible it was...the lust, and a need and desire deep with in her she didn't yet understand given she had JUST risen as a vampire. Everything was so NEW yet...yet she needed Melissa to say that, that affection, protectiveness loyalty beauty. Naomi ached to feel them to have them and she did! Naomi felt as if she was wallowing in delight yet, she ached for so much more. The brunette was wet, hot, tense. The pleasure aching and coursing through her almost like a heart beat she could no longer possess. Almost like Melissa'sheart beat. She finally freed those hands from her lover to let them roam. Especially when she heard Melissa ay it in that thick voice say that she was Naomi's forever.<br><br>Naomi didn't stop her fingers though she only playfully slowed them...then began to speed up again then slowed and sped up. Her fingers spread Melissa's folds wider as she worked her finers in and finally discovered her g-spot. It was sooo much fun. Naomi had a hard time focusing on Melissa's voice and not her blood as she playfully tugged at her nipple again taking another pull as she suckled and teased. Her tongue lashed at it harder and swirled as she appreciated every sensation and every curve and those wonderful moans. She needed to hear more. A soft possessive growl passed through her lips. She shifted her body as her thighs parted just a bit more to give her lover better access as she slid her fangs from her lovers nipple and gasped out then growled her mouth lapped at it even as blood slid out from her bite mark like the other...her lips slid up higher kissing over her sluts neck. Naomi smeared some of Melissa's blood with out realizing it as she let out a heated whisper with a thick hungry but affectionate voice. "Then...take me...show me...if you love me to show me..." Naomi purred. She had no idea if she could feel love as a vampire but she hoped but for now lust seemed more than enough....she gazed into her friends eyes and kissed hard and passionately she nipped her lisp with her fangs then gazed then kissed passionately back then suddenly remembered Melissa had to breath and broke the kiss as she nipped at the brunette's lower lip. Her fingers kept pushing her thumb worked at Melissa's clit as she felt her own body ache for pleasure she needed it. She...she had another position pop into her mind and a sly almost shy but provocative smile flashed on her lips...though she ached to slide her fangs back into Melissa's bresasts...oh she was definitely a boob girl...though she definitely had to explore EVERY thing...it all felt so amazing, the hot pleasure, better than her sex with any man...having her lover give in entirely...a dark desire to mold Melissa to her whim and will...to drain her dry 
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