Vampiric

Intermission

As we are settling in our temporary tomb, there is a knock on our door. Damien answers. The concierge, Marco greets us, asking what the diet of the meals should be. Damien asks for Italian tonight but sees I look puzzled. why ask for a specific diet for our meal? Damien explains “The diet of the meal is very important. Whatever has been consumed by the human is what they will ultimately taste like when being eaten by us. Leah and Brian spend all day hunting and then cooking extravagant meals for the humans. They eat their fill, but then are forced to continuously gorge themselves. Once they get to us, they taste just like the meal they were force fed. We can really have any flavor cuisine we’d like!” This is very interesting to me. Who knew vampires would be so complex?! How did I not notice before? Marco also asks for our measurements, as the hotel is going to have clothes prepared for us for tomorrow nights meeting. This is great since we didn’t pack anything for a sleep over. Now is my opportunity, “Damien, what’s going on? Asura said you were to be the new Primus. Why didn’t you tell me?” No sooner did I ask my question, there’s more knocking on the door. Damien quickly jumps at the opportunity to avoid explaining himself. He swings the door open to find Marco again, only this time he is accompanied by two zombified humans and baring clothing in his arms. “Is there anything else I can get for you, sir?” Marco’s voice is eager to please. “No, that will be all, Marco, thank you.” Damien hands him a thick stack of money, and requests “we only need privacy and slumber the rest of the evening.” Marco takes out a ‘Do not disturb’ sign out of his back pocket and hangs it on our door handle, bows then heads down the hall. 

Damiens POV

Dinner just arrived smelling absolutely superb. I try to focus on the scent of Italian food permeating from tonight’s meal instead of explaining more to Mia. She has no idea about the responsibilities that we’re to assume. I don’t want to overwhelm her. She was such a humble human. After her soul spoke to me, I watched her carefully for months. Lamia is from a middle class, blue collar section of the city. Then she shared with me how she was abused by her father. The luxurious lifestyle that has been given to her in the afterlife must already be a lot to take in. Now, she’ll be thrown into a position of power. She’s been given so much so fast, and I’m so nervous to give her the news. She’ll be my assistant. She’ll have first hand training on how to be a successful head vampire from beginning to end. I walk towards the closet to hang our clothes in the closet, just so they aren’t ruined by the impending m******e. I sit with Mia and force a sigh before speaking “Mia, there’s a lot to explain to you. I was going to allow all of the news to be broken to you during the meeting of the association but since we’ve been interrupted, I suppose you deserve an explanation..” she looks perplexed, but I can also feel she is starving. Her stomach lets out a loud roar. A grin creeps across my face at the sound, “Let’s eat first, we have all night to talk.” Her face lights up as she wastes no time to fiercely attack her prey. She is so powerful for such a young vampire. Maintaining such elegant control over herself. In the past months I’ve watched her grow tremendously. If she’s able to accomplish so much without even trying, I can only imagine how powerful she can be with some effort. 

Attacking my prey to enjoy dinner with Mia, I taste everything my meal has eaten. Garlic bread, pasta, alfredo, tomato sauce. Each drop is absolutely delicious. There are even hints of wine to go along with this perfect meal. Mia clearly enjoying hers as well. She can barely stop herself from feeding as I ask

“What flavors do you taste, Mia?”

“I taste lasagna, authentic Italian pizza, sausage, pasta, garlic bread! It’s amazing! It’s like the best food I’ve ever eaten! So fresh, I could be fooled into thinking this meal was imported straight from Italy! How did I never notice the taste before?” She raves over her meal, but I explain “As a new vamp, you rarely taste the meals at first. The meals are either consumed too quickly to admire the taste or the taste buds haven’t fully redeveloped.” She is such a joy to me. It warms my soul knowing I’ve made a good selection for her. I love watching her reactions to certain things. So curious and absorbs new information like a sponge. She is such a wonder and light in my life, I’m beginning to ask myself how I ever went through it without her. We finish our meals, Mia is licking the blood off her fingers and I find myself doing the same. Not even a drop of this deserves to be wasted. Suddenly, Mia grabs my hand and pulls me to the bed aggressively. She is blood lusting and I can feel it burning inside her. She plops herself down, looking up, batting her innocent eyes at me. I try to ignore my body as it fills up and bulges for her. 

Focus! Focus! 

“Mia, we have something very important to discuss.” I struggle, fighting an internal war with myself. She touches me, grazing her hand on my leg, I try to stay focused by I can feel my eyes slowly starting to turn. I back up, “Mia, you’re blood lusting. And as much as I’d love to take advantage of that, you and I have to talk.” I hate myself for refusing her. I want her so f*****g bad. Mia’s face is a little saddened at the rejection. Goddamnit! Convincing myself it’s for the best, I sit down on the bed next to her and place my hand on her leg.

“First of all Mia, bloodlust is something very powerful. The adrenaline from feeding and the blood coursing through your body will make you act out. It takes control of you and makes you do things you normally wouldn’t. And I don’t want to have our first time together the result of you blood lusting. Unless we’re both drunk on Vipers in a dark corner in the club.” She laughs and her cheeks turn red. I was trying to lighten the mood because I didn’t want her to think I just rejected her because I didn’t want her. Besides, she needed a little laughter. “However, we do need to talk about more serious matters, Mia. Are you are aware, Asura is my maker, and Primus. The Primus is the head vampire of the entire association. He is the ultimate decision maker among the council above the elders. For centuries, I’ve been groomed and prepared to take over as Primus. There were many tests and obstacles I had to overcome to get where I am now, and you were my final step in securing my position. I needed an afterlife partner and someone by my side to assist in the heavy burden I’m about to take head on. Mia, you will eventually be my partner. You and I have an undeniable bond that is ever growing. Once I mark you as mine, you’ll have power over the association as well. You’ll be loved and respected like a queen and I hope you take this seriously. You are to assume great power. You and I are going to accomplish amazing things together. You’ll learn everything you need to know, then eventually, once I’m prepared to step down, you will be ready to take over as Primus yourself.” 

Mia searches around the room and fidgeting as she takes in and processes all of the information I’ve thrown at her. She looks a bit nervous and avoids eye contact with me. I keep my eyes on her, waiting for the opportune time to interrupt her thinking process. Before I have the chance, she finally breaks her silence.

“So, you’re using me as a pawn to take over as President of the Vampires? Is that all I am? Just a f*****g pawn to you? Some little piece of arm candy to do your ‘assisting’ by day and f**k me by night?” Mia speaks in a disappointed tone with a dash of attitude. 

“No Mia, not at all. You are to be my queen of sorts, my afterlife partner. And I will prepare you and groom you to take over as Primus, just as I was. You’re being set up to be next in line to take over a very powerful position. And I just want to love you, Mia.” I answer her softly so she knows I’m sincere. 

“Question, are you like, gay with Asura or something?” I can’t help but laugh at her question. She said it just the way Leah would have, they hang out way too much. 

“No, Mia. Life partners can be any relationship you chose. Vampires can be friends, father and son, mother and daughter or lovers. We aren’t restricted. Asura and I have always maintained a father and son relationship. It’s just not a preference that I personally have for males. I mean, I’ve experimented in my long lifetime and I know for a fact that men aren’t my thing.” I respond to Mia through my laughter. She looks a little more relaxed now, giggling at my s****l endeavors. 

“I was hoping you’d say that because Asura is a good looking man!” We laugh together but Mia grows serious. “Damien, how are you so sure I want to be with you? What if I find someone else?” 

That question laid so heavy on my soul. I ache, hesitating because I hate my answer.

“Mia, you are free to chose whoever you’d actually like to be intimate with.” My insides feel like they shatter, struggling to hold myself together with the words I’ve just spoken to her, feeling like I just let her go. I couldn’t imagine MY Mia with anyone else. My mind feels like it’s about to spiral out of control I need to say something! “Your soul spoke to me, you chose me. If I misconstrued our relationship, I apologize. There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do for you and I wouldn’t force you to do anything you didn’t want to.” My heart breaks. Now I feel rejected. I feel f*****g terrible for making such a bold decision on her behalf. A single trickle of blood falls down my face. I need to be alone to face the facts that Lamia does not want to be with me. I stand up to excuse myself. I stand to walk away, when I turn my back to her, I feel powerful hands on my shoulders, ripping me backwards. My body off balance, I’m thrown down like a rag doll. Mia quickly maneuvers here self after throwing me down and suddenly I’m laying beneath her. Looking at me in my eyes, her face inches away from mine. She’s gripping on the collar of my shirt. 

“You’re absolutely right, I do have the right to choose whoever I want to be with. Lucky for you, I will have you. You will be mine.” She finishes her growling statement by kissing me, hard. A wave of relief crashes over me, her words music to my ears, fluttering of butterflies in my stomach. Making me so emotional I swear I felt my heart beating in my chest. More trickles of tears, I’m crying, overwhelmed by the acceptance of my Mia. She has no idea what I would do for her. Our tongues dance together as she runs her hands through my hair. We kiss through the entire night, touching and moaning to each other. Our bodies move together without even thinking about it. Her hand on my chest, my hand on her thigh. She straddles my thigh pressing herself into my c**k as I move my leg to press and rub her.  Just being wrapped in her sweet embrace was enough for me, not even able to remember when we actually fell asleep. We just slumber happily together, intertwined bodies. Cuddling, cradling my sweet, beautiful Mia. I can’t wait until she’s finally mine.