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travellingwiththedead · 3 months

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"Asher thought of the secret chamber beneath the Lady Irene’s town house, the medieval crypt where Lydia had once tracked Ysidro, the lightless vaults of the Constantinople vampire lair. The double-lidded travel coffins; the locked, barred, bolted, hidden hideaways of every vampire he’d ever encountered. And, more than those, the close, cautious, wary turn of mind that vampires developed, and the single-minded obsession with absolute control of their environment. For vampires, everything that was not about the hunt was about making sure that no possibility existed that the slightest touch of the sun’s light could reach them, could ignite their friable flesh and terminate their fragile immortality. Twenty years in the Department had effectively pulverized Asher’s boyhood faith, but the recollection of Oxford discussions of God and Eternity returned to him, and he wondered if this were some sly jest by Whoever might be in charge of the Universe: that, in order to live forever, the vampires must surrender everything that made the world desirable. Their immortality depended upon shrinking their lives down smaller and smaller, until all that existed was the craving for a truly inviolable coffin, and blood to drink. There were men – not vampires – he knew in the Department whose whole lives had become about hedging their world with safety precautions, about watching for enemies or possible enemies or the possibility of perhaps a possible enemy knowing where they might be . . . He passed a hand over his bald-shaved head beneath the fur of his hat. He was one of them."

- "Blood Maidens", Barbara Hambly.

I just feel like she has a way of showing the ways in which it would actually suck to be a vampire.

#been a while since i posted about these books #so have a quote about why it sucks to be a vampire #or a spy i guess xD #barbara hambly #james asher vampire novels #blood maidens

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mishwanders · 1 year

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Blood Pact {Alcina Dimitrescu}: Drain Me

Pairing: Alcina Dimitrescu x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: Vampire Smut. Blood, teeth, edging, finger penetration, thigh riding, hipnotic venom. Minors DNI.

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Another day - another vase to fill.

You walked through the hall with a box of flowers, making your way into Lady Dimitrescu’s bedchamber, quietly closing the door behind you. It was dark in the room and the only light to be found was that of the warm glow emanating from the fireplace. It was rather toasty inside but you found yourself frozen to the core when your eyes caught sight of the wide brim hat and smoke rising above it, kissing the ceiling.

Lady Dimitrescu was already here.

The woman turned her head ever so slightly, catching you in the corner of her eye like a church mouse who’d been caught sneaking about. She chuckled at your anxious demeanor.

“Come closer.” She commanded, “I promise I won’t bite.”

You did as you were told, never daring to go against the Lady's words. You placed the box down on the floor, pulled out the old flowers from the vase and refreshed it with new ones. When you were done with the task you looked at the flowers fondly with a smile. That’s when the sound of Lady Dimitrescu’s soft laugh reached your ears. You looked up at the woman, catching her eyes watching your every move. Your smile quickly faded and she shook her head in disbelief.

“Oh come now, are you that afraid of me dearest?”

“N-No my lady.” You stammered, “I was just told never to speak in you presence by my grandfather.”

A total lie, but she seemed to believe it. Lady Dimitrescu patted the seat beside her.

“Well, I’m addressing you now and telling you otherwise. Come take a seat, I would enjoy some company.”

You were taken aback by her request, that she would ever want to speak to the likes of you. Did she know what had been going on between you and the daughters? Did they say anything to her? Or was she just telling the truth and wanting company?

Regardless of the reason, you did as you were told, again, and sat beside her.

“I’ve heard a lot about you. Your grandfather spoke highly of you, the matron less so.” She stated, “but my daughters -.”

You froze at the mention of them. So she did know.

“My daughters don’t even have to say a word, I can smell it in the room, your blood I mean.” She continued

Lady Dimitrescu leaned in and peered down with curiosity, reaching her finger up to your chin, pulling you to look into her gaze.

“Truly it has me wondering what you taste like.”

“You’re not implying -“ you began

“And what if I were? Would you deny me?” She asked

“I-” You started, looking for the words.

Would you deny her? Would you even want to? Or would you like to know what a night with her would be like?

“No my lady, I would not.”

Lady Dimitrescu smiled, her teeth sharper than any knife you’d seen, deadlier than any snake you’d know. She rested a hand on your back, pulling you forward onto her, allowing you to straddle her thigh.

“Then why wait any longer?”

She took hold of the back of your head, lacing her fingers in your hair. She pulled your head over to the side, exposing your neck and without warning, sunk her teeth in. You let out a brief cry of pain but it quickly subsided as you felt the effects of something more powerful filling your veins, replacing the blood that had been taken.

Lady Dimitrescu had venom, and it was one that she used very seldomly. She moved away from your throat, looking into your eyes, puzzled.

“Something is different - it usually smells sweeter than this.”

“That’s because it is. You’re daughter typically -“

You almost blurted out the fact that her daughters played with you before drinking from you - almost as if you were under some kind of spell in her presence. If she knew what they had done -

Oh but the look on her face proved that she did. The glint of an idea shining in her eyes.

“Well, well, then let’s make this more entertaining then.” She replied, moving her leg slightly underneath you. “Come now, if you’re not shy with them, don’t dare be shy with me.”

You looked up at her in surprise. She really wanted to do this? It baffled you, but you knew better than to refuse her.

And why would you want to? You were just as enticed by her as she was by you.

So you complied, rolling your hips back and forth along her thigh, feeling the friction between your clothes. She watched you as you began to pant desperately for some relief, your chest rising faster. She leaned back against the couch and watched you attempt to pleasure yourself alone like this.

“Look at you, so eager to please, so eager to be my dearest for the evening.”

Lady Dimitrescu reached out a finger to you, catching it on your shirt.

“Do you mind if we remove some of your things? I would like to get a better look at you.”

“Yes, my lady.”

You slowly unbutton your shirt, exposing yourself to the woman, allowing the fabric to fall to the floor behind you as you continue to ride her. You began to unclasp the belt and removed it from your trousers. After that you continued to grind your hips against her leg, staring into the woman’s eyes with lust and wanting. She was pleased with the little strip show you had given her, but she wanted to see just how much you could take. She placed a hand on your shoulder and forced you to stop.

“The trousers as well.” She instructed, “I want you to hide nothing from me.”

Again, you did as she asked, forcing yourself off of her and standing before her, removing what was left of your clothes. She could now see the naked silhouette of you in the warm glow of the flames.

You looked decadent.

You made her hungry.

“Come closer.” She said, removing her glove.

You did so, and felt her cold hand move in between your thighs, fingers trailing back and forth on your clit. You shuddered at the sensation of it. Holding onto her arm to balance.

“Losing yourself already? That won’t do, I’m not done preparing you yet.”

You looked at her, confused, but she brought her hand away from you, licking her own finger before pulling you back up to her and bringing it back between your thighs. You groaned in pleasure at the sensation, feeling her move her fingers in circles around you, picking up the pace ever so slightly, coercing you closer and closer to your breaking point.

“My lady please ~” you begged, ”fuck!”

You felt yourself come undone from her touch, under her gaze. She was pleased with you, but she knew you weren’t quite ready yet. She slid her hand underneath you and allowed you to drop yourself down on her finger, sliding in all the way. You let out a moan of pleasure feeling her digit stretch you out, her finger gently curling inside of you. You began to take matters into your own hand, giving her a much better show.

You began to ride her finger, bouncing up and down on it, feeling her thumb gliding against your swollen clit every time you came back down. You were enjoying yourself, finding that you were coming undone at the seams once again. Lady Dimitrescu knew you were finally ready for the taking, just sweet enough to taste.

“My lady, please ~” you begged, “drain me.”

She didn’t have to hear another word. Lady Dimitrescu pulled you in closer as you continued to ride her, chasing after your high as she sank her teeth into your chest, drinking her fill, taking what she wanted from you as you came for her. She hummed in excitement, feeling the sweetness dancing along her tongue, the flavor exploding as your release came.

Decadent indeed.

When you had finally ceased your movement, she continued to drink from you until she knew you couldn't handle it any more, before life left you. When she was finally done, she rested you on her bed and gently pushed the hair away from your face.

“Now I understand the meaning behind yourname, my dear.” She whispered, “We’ll have to do this again -

Sweetness.”

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