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The court in the supernatural realm had originally been built to remind everyone of their place. Black marble floors reflected the candle lights from the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and the chamber itself was made of tiers, a deliberate design to further remind everyone who belongs where in the social hierarchy.
Wumuti B was standing exactly where she was supposed to, when they were out in public, half a step behind Wumuti A. Wumuti A was standing on the edge of the balcony, the highest tier, symbolizing her status in the supernatural realm, as a full-blooded vampire with royal blood. Her dress was tailored to perfection, obsidian silk clinging to her skin with a plunging neckline and mermaid cut. Her presence alone was enough to make people lower the voices, some even their gazes.
Wumuti B, on the other hand, was far lower in the social hierarchy as a succubus. She could always feel the eyes on her whenever she followed Wumuti A onto the balcony, could always feel the heavy judgement and the envious glances. Her own dress had a similar plunging neckline to that of Wumuti A’s, with open cuts at the sides of the dress, leaving her waist exposed. Her dress, however, was blood red in colour like their hair, and far shorter on her, as opposed to Wumuti A’s long, tight-fitted dress.
When they were here, Wumuti B was nothing but the delicate, little charity case at Wumuti A’s side. Wumuti A’s hand always rested on her waist, the grip firm and her fingers spread out, almost as if claiming ownership of every inch of bare skin.
To anyone else watching, it was a claim, a mark of possessiveness and ownership, from a high-ranking vampire to a low-ranking succubus. For them, however, it was all a part of their little game.
‘Is it a human?’ Someone whispered, as they looked at Wumuti B with poorly contained disdain.
‘Worse,’ someone else replied, as they let their eyes roam down her body, ‘it’s a succubus.’
“How very indulgent of you,” another noble vampire said, as he walked closer to Wumuti A, “taking in a little toy like that, and bringing it to court without. I would have thought you above that.”
Wumuti B had been called many things in similar situations. A pet. A toy. A plaything. The words always seemed to float around her, and yet, neither she nor Wumuti A ever did anything to try and disprove the words.
As Wumuti A’s hand on her waist tightened its grip, Wumuti B had to hold back a small smirk. She knew her girlfriend hadn’t been feeding properly for days on end now, and that any comments about her ‘possession’ were only driving her further up the wall, reminding her of everything she could be having, if said possession allowed it.
As Wumuti A was talking to the other noble vampire, Wumuti B could practically hear the way frustrations were rising in her girlfriend. The way her breathing became heavier, and the way the small amounts of blood still left in her was pumping rapidly through her veins. Smiling slightly, Wumuti B hid her face in Wumuti A’s shoulder, feigning shyness, as she let her scent out more. She knew exactly what her scent did to her girlfriend, especially when she was starving.
She was more than aware of how Wumuti A would be able to smell her and her blood, how her scent would cloud her judgement, and practically coat her tongue as she breathed her in. She knew she was intoxicating, and she enjoyed using it to her own advantage. To everyone else, Wumuti B would be little more than a desperate succubus who had yet to learn her place, but to Wumuti A, she would be a challenge. A challenge in restraint.
“Please take good care of me, jiejie,” Wumuti B whined against Wumuti A’s shoulder, letting her voice take on a slightly higher pitch, as she allowed the other people around them to further believe that she was the weak part in their relationship.
The reaction was instantaneous. The way Wumuti A sucked in a sharp breath, the way her hand tensed around Wumuti B’s waist further, and her pupils shrank. Wumuti B couldn’t help but smirk slightly, as she felt her girlfriend tense against her.
“Do you like it?” She whispered, being careful to keep her voice low enough that no one else could hear her, “The thought of them thinking you’re the one owning me? Does it make you excited, jiejie?”
“Careful now,” Wumuti A whispered in return, words that for anyone else would sound like a reprimand, despite the truth being quite the opposite.
“Remember who decides when you get to feed next,” Wumuti B whispered back, before finally removing her face from the other’s shoulder, “thank you so much for bringing someone like me along, jiejie, I promise to behave well for you.”
Wumuti A could feel her head spin and her fangs practically throb as she watched her girlfriend turn back into her pathetic public role, despite her previous words still ringing clear in Wumuti A’s head.
~ * ~
When the door closed behind them with a soft thud, all that followed was silence; a charged and heavy one at that. Wumuti A stood still for a few seconds, before she finally broke and moved, her mask finally slipping off.
Her shoulders were the first to drop, finally letting herself relax from her perfect posture, as her facial expressions fractured into something far more vulnerable, something she would never let anyone else see on her. Carding her fingers through her red hair, Wumuti A began pacing in their hallway, her breathing heavy, almost as if trying to keep herself under control still, despite something tempting her to let loose.
Wumuti B was standing by the door, her posture relaxed as ever, and her hands folded nearly in from of her, as she watched her girlfriend pace around. Wumuti A’s hunger was getting visible, and her efforts at keeping herself from breaking the rules even more so.
“You enjoyed that way too much,” Wumuti A complained, as she finally stopped pacing, and looked over at her girlfriend a few steps in front of her.
“Whatever do you mean, jiejie?” Wumuti B asked, her voice still feigning innocence, as she batted her eyelashes at the other.
“You know exactly what I mean,” she said, as she walked closer to the other, only stopping just short of her, close enough for her breath to hit the other’s face.
Lifting her hands, Wumuti A placed one on Wumuti B’s cheek, letting her thumb caress her cheek gently, whilst she placed the other on the other’s throat. Wumuti A bit her lip slightly as she felt the other’s pulse under her finger.
“Don’t play with me now,” Wumuti A whispered, as her eyes travelled from the other’s soft lips, and down to the expanse of her neck.
“But you’re the one touching me right now, jiejie,” Wumuti B reminded her sweetly, as she stepped just a tiny bit closer, almost close enough for their noses to touch.
“Please let me?” Wumuti A begged, as her mouth began watering, “haven’t I starved long enough now?”
Wumuti B looked her girlfriend over, her eyes calculating rather than cold, before stepping back just a bit. Reaching up, she placed her hand on Wumuti A’s chin, effectively making the other drop both hands from her body, before tilting her head back just slightly.
“You’re not desperate enough yet,” Wumuti B said, her voice honey sweet as she turned the other’s head slightly from side to side, “you can wait a bit longer.
“But you promised-“
“I said not yet, jiejie,” Wumuti B said, cutting her off, “be good and listen.”
Nodding in defeat, Wumuti A let out a small whine as she accepted her fate.
~ * ~
The human realm was always a different experience every time they visited. It was loud and obnoxious in ways the supernatural world wasn’t.
Neon lights lit up the nightlife around them, reflecting beautifully off of the puddles on the pavement. Loud music could be heard pulsing from inside a variety of different clubs, as humans continued to brush past each other, without ever sensing the supernatural presence in their midst.
Before they had left, Wumuti B had stood in front of their mirror for a moment longer than necessary, as she allowed herself to apply another layer of perfume onto her skin, one she knew mimicked her own scent closely. Her scent itself was delicate and powdery, and when mixed with the additional notes of the perfume, Wumuti B knew she became completely irresistible. Her perfume of choice translating to ‘flowering of skin’, with the meaning alluding to that of being highly sensitive and on edge, matched perfectly with the effects she had on people. As a succubus, she knew her scent was intoxicating, almost like an aphrodisiac to most, so to enhance that with something smelling so naturally of a clean bodily musk was a surefire way to keep her girlfriend on edge all night.
That night, she had made sure to apply more than she usually would. On her neck, behind her ears, her cleavage and on both of her wrists. The scent was warm and inviting, intimate, as it bloomed beautifully against her skin.
Behind her, Wumuti A let out a small whine as she caught the scent of her girlfriend, her fangs throbbing once more, as she watched Wumuti B look at her through the mirror, a knowing look on her face, as she blew her a little kiss.
~ * ~
The lights inside the bar were dimmed for a cozier vibe. The humans inside had no idea why their pulse would all of a sudden spike when Wumuti B walked past them. They couldn’t help but stare after the young woman, left completely perplexed to their own reactions, before turning back to their drinks for a short amount of time, before ultimately being drawn back towards her.
It was, after all, exactly the reaction she had wanted tonight. The lingering stares, some more obvious than others, the unnecessary proximity to her, and the way some hands would ‘accidentally’ brush against her when she stood by the bar, ordering their drinks. When she returned to their table, Wumuti B couldn’t help but giggle as she watched her girlfriend struggle to keep her composure, her frustrations obvious as she glared daggers at the man who had touched Wumuti B’s hand before.
“Stop smiling at them,” Wumuti A complained, once Wumuti B was sitting next to her, her hand immediately on the other’s thigh.
“Jiejie,” Wumuti B said softly, as she turned her gaze towards Wumuti A, “stop glaring at the humans, you’re scaring them.”
“Good,” Wumuti A said, her voice sharp as she looked just beyond Wumuti B, her eyes flashing red “maybe they should be afraid, cause you’re not on the market!”
The woman Wumuti A had laid eyes on, the one who had been staring at Wumuti B’s behind when she stood by the bar earlier, looked horrified as she watched the vampire’s eyes flash, and her fangs glint in the lights. With a terrified little shriek, she ran back to her friends, friends who would, thankfully, probably not believe the tale of the other’s red eyes and fangs. The perks of being around drunken humans. As she watched her scramble away, Wumuti A couldn’t help the satisfied smirk that spread across her lips.
Wumuti B, however, stopped smiling when she watched her girlfriend cross the line. Almost as if sensing a shift in the air, Wumuti A looked back at Wumuti B, her posture straightening once more as she watched the disapproval on the other’s face.
“Outside,” Wumuti B said, her voice low, “now.”
~ * ~
The alleyway behind the bar was quiet, a stark contrast to the loud atmosphere found inside the establishment. The moment the door had shut behind them, Wumuti B had grabbed onto Wumuti A’s wrist, and dragged her down far enough for no one to be able to see them from the main street.
Placing her hand firmly against Wumuti A’s soft chest, Wumuti B made the other walk backwards, until her back hit the brick wall behind her. A small gasp left Wumuti A’s lips, as she felt Wumuti B’s hand move to her shoulder, pressing her down until she was kneeling in front of her. The second Wumuti A’s knees hit the cold, wet pavement below her, Wumuti B moved her hand into the other’s hair, gripping tightly, before pulling her head back to make her girlfriend look her in the eyes.
“You do not get to lose control like that in public,” Wumuti B started, as she stared at her girlfriend, her eyes never leaving the other for even a second, “and you do not get to scare humans, especially not like that.”
“But she-“
“Shut it,” Wumuti B commanded, as she leaned further down, her voice growing even more quiet as she whispered against Wumuti A’s ear, “you’re forgetting who owns who. I may pretend to be your little plaything at home, but we both know that I am the one who owns you, and not the other way around.”
“I’m sorry,” Wumuti A whimpered, as Wumuti B tugged on her hair after a while, clearly not satisfied with the other’s silence, “I belong to you, I know.”
Letting go of the other’s hair, Wumuti B smiled sweetly once more, and placed a small kiss against Wumuti A’s lips.
“Good girl, jiejie,” she said, as she straightened up once more, and reached out her hand, “come on up then.”
Reaching up, Wumuti A grabbed onto Wumuti B’s hand, and let herself be pulled up. Her girlfriend’s strength never ceased to amaze her. Despite how fragile and innocent Wumuti B liked to play, the truth would always be something completely different.
“Jiejie, will you please hold my hand?” Wumuti B said, as she intertwined their fingers, “it’s so crowded out there, I’m afraid of getting lost.”
“Yeah,” Wumuti A said, her voice breathy as she nodded dumbly, letting herself be dragged along down onto the main street once more.
~ * ~
The house was quiet when they returned. Wumuti B was the first one to step inside, waiting patiently as she watched Wumuti A take off her shoes after closing and locking the door behind her. Wumuti B took a deep breath, before she too toed off her shoes, and put her purse on the small table in their entrance.
“Sit,” Wumuti B said, her voice barely above a whisper, but still commanding enough for Wumuti A to obey her immediately, “not here, on the couch. Go.”
Wumuti A obeyed immediately, walking into the living room and sitting herself down on the couch, never once breaking eye contact with the other, as she watched Wumuti B walk closer, her steps slow and measured, almost like those of a predator.
“You behaved very badly tonight, jiejie,” Wumuti B said, as she slowly slipped her blouse over her head, “but I suppose that is my fault for starving you for so long.”
“I’m sorry,” Wumuti A mumbled, as she watched the other slowly strip down into her underwear, letting her skirt drop after discarding her blouse.
“If I let you have my blood now,” Wumuti B started, as she began pushing her panties down, before letting them drop to the floor, “will you be a good girl for mommy, and help me feed after?”
Wumuti A could practically feel herself salivating as she watched her girlfriend finally remove the last bit of clothing, as he slipped her bralette over her head and discarded it on the floor alongside the rest of her clothes. Watching the other’s naked body as she slowly moved towards her, Wumuti A could practically feel herself twitch with interest, as her fangs once again began to throb.
“Please?” Wumuti A whined, as she sat straighter on the couch, desperation practically oozing off of her, as she let her eyes roam over her girlfriend’s body.
Smiling slightly, Wumuti B walked closer, each step carefully measured before she stopped in front of the other. Moving her hands carefully, Wumuti B slowly removed Wumuti A’s clothing one piece at a time, tapping her hip gently to make her lift her butt off of the couch so she could get her skirt and underwear off, chuckling slightly to herself as she noticed her girlfriend was already hard.
Climbing into her lap slowly, Wumuti B made sure to place herself directly on top of the other’s bare thighs, making sure her girlfriend could feel just how much she had affected her, as her wet heat pressed against her soft thigh. Placing her hand on Wumuti’ A’s breast, Wumuti B slowly kneaded the other’s sensitive chest, drawing small whimpers from her lips, as she flickered her thumb over her nipple.
“Go ahead, jiejie,” Wumuti B said, as she moved closer, letting her body press directly against Wumuti A’s, trapping the other’s hard member between their stomachs as she leaned her head slightly to the side, “drink your fill, you’ve earned it.”
“Thank you,” Wumuti A gasped, as she all but pounced on her, grabbing the other’s waist with both hands before pressing a kiss against her throat.
Dragging her tongue over the sensitive skin of Wumuti B’s throat, Wumuti A let herself take a deep breath in, before she finally sank her fangs into the other’s body, a deep and satisfied moan escaping her, as she felt the other’s sweet blood flooding her mouth.
Wumuti B let out a small whimper as she felt the other’s fangs finally penetrate her, the sudden rush of euphoria spreading through her body making her squirm slightly in the other’s lap. Whenever Wumuti B had kept Wumuti A from feeding for a while, the vampire would often lose control of how much of the aphrodisiac-like venom she used to dull the pain.
“There you go,” Wumuti B said softly, as she brushed one hand through Wumuti A’s hair, “that’s it, jiejie, drink your fill.”
Wumuti A made a small sound against Wumuti B’s throat, as she continued to feed, the noise sounding close to something between a moan and a whimper, as the other’s nails dragged across her scalp, sending tingles down her spine.
For the first minute, each gulp Wumuti A took seemed more desperate than the last, her hunger finally easing, as more and more of her girlfriend’s sweet blood entered her body. Her arms tightened around the other’s waist, pressing her closer against her own body, trapping her own hard member between their stomachs, making her whine in the process.
“You earned this, jiejie,” Wumuti B continued softly, as she slowly felt Wumuti A calm down slightly, her body becoming less tense and her feeding slowing down bit by bit, “you’ve been so good for mommy, listened so well and didn’t drink before I said you could. You’ve been such a good girl.”
The praise slowly sank into Wumuti A’s body, making her feel far lighter than before. Tightening her grip on the other’s body, Wumuti A continued to feed, continued to let the sweet blood coat her tongue, as a feeling of fullness finally began to settle in her previously empty stomach once more.
“Alright, that’s enough,” Wumuti B said gently, as she gently tapped on Wumuti A’s cheek, “you can pull off now, my love.”
“Thank you,” Wumuti A whispered, as she retracted her fangs from the other’s neck, gently running her tongue over the open puncture wounds to help the healing process, before planting a gentle kiss above them, “thank you for feeding me, mommy.”
Wumuti B let out a soft sigh as she felt the other’s tongue slide gently over the wounds, her body slowly relaxing as she felt them starting to heal. Closing her eyes, Wumuti B took in a deep breath, before she slowly pushed herself back just a bit, only to open her eyes once more and look directly into Wumuti A’s.
“Will you be good and help me feed now?” Wumuti B asked, as she trailed her hand down Wumuti A’s chest, enjoying every gentle curve of the other’s breast against her fingers, before finally going down her stomach and all the way down to her hardened member, “You’re ready for me, right?”
“I’ll help you,” Wumuti A agreed eagerly, a small moan tearing from her lips as she felt her girlfriend’s soft hand wrap around her leaking member, “as many rounds as you need.”
“That’s my good girl,” Wumuti B said, a sweet smile on her lips, as she lifted herself off of the other’s lap, and used her hand to align the other with her body.
As Wumuti B sank down onto Wumuti A slowly, Wumuti A couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips, as she finally felt her girlfriend’s warm and wet body surrounding her once more. Wumuti B had been starving herself for just as long as she had starved Wumuti A, meaning it had been weeks since Wumuti A had last been inside of her. The feeling of finally entering the other’s body was almost too much to handle.
Tightening her grip on Wumuti B’s hips, Wumuti A began to move her hips against her, silently pleading for the other to start moving, as she watched her girlfriend above her.
“You already feel so good for mommy,” Wumuti B said, as she finally began rocking back and forth in the other’s lap, letting herself enjoy the feeling of her girlfriend filling her up after weeks of going without it, “how many times do you think you can come inside me?”
“As many times as you need,” Wumuti A groaned, as she leaned forward and put her mouth on Wumuti B’s breast, letting herself suck on the sensitive skin, as she let one hand travel down to grab onto the other’s behind.
“Correct answer,” Wumuti B giggled, as she began moving faster, thoroughly enjoying the way the other’s teeth would scrape against her nipple as she moved.
As Wumuti B began lifting herself up and letting gravity push her back down, Wumuti A could feel herself starting to lose control, as pleasure shot up her spine, and warmth pooled low in her stomach.
“M-mommy,” Wumuti A whined, as she felt herself nearing her first climax, her member twitching inside the other as she got closer and closer, “please, I’m-“
“Let go, jiejie,” Wumuti B said sweetly, as she picked up the pace, leaning back slightly so she could give Wumuti A a better view of her body moving, “give it to me, give mommy every- fuck, everything you have.”
Wumuti A let out a small whine as she came. Biting her lip, Wumuti A fought hard to not close her eyes, as pleasure coursed through her veins. She didn’t want to miss the way Wumuti B threw her head back in pleasure, the way her tits would move as she kept bouncing, and most of all, she didn’t want to miss out on the pure bliss that covered her face as she watched her girlfriend react to finally getting filled with her cum once more.
Reaching down to touch herself, Wumuti B let out a loud, high-pitched whine as she too reached her climax, her fingers not stopping for even a second, as she continued to rub them in small but tight circular motions. Wumuti A could barely breathe as she watched the other come apart on top of her; watched how her body tensed up, felt how it tensed around her, only to then loosen up once more, as she slowly came down from her high.
“I already feel so much better,” Wumuti B giggled, as she finally managed to catch her breath, “but I’m not full yet.”
“Mm, whatever you need,” Wumuti A said, her voice wavering slightly, as she felt the other slowly beginning to move once more, her body rocking against her, never once letting her aching member still inside her relax.
Smiling sweetly, Wumuti B leaned backwards, placing both hands on Wumuti A’s legs to brace herself, as she began moving once more.
“Can you see that?” Wumuti B asked, her voice filled with faux innocence as she looked down her own body, “That’s you, jiejie.”
Letting her eyes travel down Wumuti B’s body, Wumuti A couldn’t help the whine that escaped her lips, as she saw the small, but still very noticeable dent in Wumuti B’s stomach; a dent that appeared and disappeared every time she moved.
“Don’t you love this position, jiejie?” Wumuti B asked, as she began moving slightly faster, desperation building up in her body once more, “You can see yourself entering me, and you can also see it pushing against my stomach. Don’t you like to see how well you’re filling up your mommy?”
“I-“ Wumuti A tried, a broken moan escaping her lips as Wumuti B clenched down around her once more, “please?”
Cooing softly, Wumuti B began picking up the pace once more, focusing less on showing off the visuals on her stomach, and more so on the pleasure she was receiving.
“Think you can give me another load soon?” Wumuti B asked, as she finally leaned back in, and place her hand on the other’s breast once more, “Mommy is still very hungry you know.”
“I’m close,” was all Wumuti A managed to mumble, before her second orgasm washed over her body.
Wumuti B let out a pleased sigh as she felt the other fill her up once more, her hunger slowly disappearing bit by bit, as more and more of her girlfriend’s cum was filling up her body and getting absorbed into her.
“Think you can handle one last round?” Wumuti B asked once she felt the other relax under her once more, “Just a bit more, and I’ll let you take a nap.”
“Yeah,” Wumuti A mumbled, despite shaking her head, almost as if her body couldn’t exactly figure out how much more she could handle.
“Oh jiejie,” Wumuti B giggled, as she leaned in, and placed a kiss on the other’s lips, smirking slightly as she clenched down around the other’s sensitive member still inside of her, “my dumb little jiejie can’t figure out how to respond anymore, can she?”
Wumuti A let out a small cry against Wumuti B’s lips, as she felt the other clenching around her over and over. She knew she wouldn’t be able to give much this time, but she still wanted to be good for the other.
As Wumuti B began to move once more, Wumuti A couldn’t keep quiet as the pleasure kept building up more and more inside of her, to the point of almost becoming painful. When she came for the third time, tears spilled down her cheeks, as pleasure overwhelmed her completely. Wumuti B could feel her girlfriend trembling below her, as she spilled the final, small bits she had left inside of her.
Reaching down to touch herself, Wumuti B brought herself over the edge one more time, fully knowing that she wouldn’t be able to get more out of her girlfriend for now – at least not until the other had had the chance to take a nap. Clenching down around the other as she came, Wumuti B couldn’t help but enjoy the small, pathetic noises that spilled from her girlfriend’s lips. If only the supernatural court could see Wumuti A now; as nothing more than a spent and docile plaything for a mere succubus.
Pulling off of the other’s body slowly, Wumuti B couldn’t help but coo as Wumuti A whined as her soft member slipped out of Wumuti B’s body. Guiding her gently, Wumuti B helped Wumuti A lay down on the couch, before she too lied down, cuddling closer to the other’s body in an attempt to not fall off.
Reaching up, Wumuti B used her thumb to brush away the tears from Wumuti A’s cheeks, before leaning in, and placing small butterfly kisses across her face.
“Thank you for feeding me,” Wumuti B said, a small giggle playing on her lips, as she cuddled closer to the other’s body, letting herself practically bury her face in the other’s chest, “I’m not full yet, but I can wait for a bit.”
“Thank you for letting me feed too,” Wumuti A mumbled, as she fought to keep her eyes open, “your blood- tastes so good to me.”
“That’s why I only ever want you to feed from me,” Wumuti B mumbled against the other’s chest, “no one else will taste as good as me, not after we made the bond permanent.”
“I like that,” Wumuti A agreed, as she wrapped an arm around the other’s middle, drawing her closer, “don’t want anyone else.”
Wumuti B couldn’t help but smile, as she listened to the other’s breathing slowly even out, letting her know that her girlfriend had already fallen asleep. However long she needed to nap, Wumuti B could wait. It would only make the next round that much sweeter.