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Vampire Couple: Mathias & Hazelmere 2 (rough draft)
🕑 Added 2020-11-19 21:00:02 +0000 UTCIt’s not exactly dating, at least not what you’re used to. Even though there are two of them, there are still hints of what you’d call dating. It’s just all different compared to what has happened in your past. It has been nice getting to know Mathias and Hazelmere, especially with how work has been lately. The law firm you work for is getting slammed with a lot of extra cases as of late, which means twice the amount of work that you’re used to. Lots of late nights, which often leaves you exhausted for your visits to Mathias and Hazelmere’s home.
“If you’re exhausted you don’t have to come see us,” Hazelmere coos one evening. You’ve just walked in and are taking off your heels at the door.
It was storming outside, so your shoes and feet were wet. You had also forgotten your umbrella at work, so you were a bit soggy from the trip from your car to their door. “I want to is the thing, I feel like I need it lately.” You look up at Hazelmere, quickly swooping a stray hair out of your face. “Work can be so confidence shattering sometimes.”
Hazelmere hums to herself as she thinks. “No one has said anything to you have they?”
“Only when they want to blame something on someone.” You go into the parlor where Mathias is already mixing up your drink.
“It is hard to be the underdog on the chain,” Mathias adds. “Easy to be picked on, easy to get kicked. Why, I remember, before I met my Hazelmere, I was constantly bullied. I was such sweet, tender prey.” He hands you off the drink he prepared with expert care.
You sigh as you lounge back on the sofa. Hazelmere pulls you feet into her lap and she begins kneading the arches. “I can’t imagine you being timid.”
“He was an absolute puppy back in the day,” Hazelmere chuckles. “He still can be, but I taught him a thing or two.”
You sip your drink, watching as Mathias kissed Hazelmere’s neck. “How did you two meet by the way?”
“It is not as exciting as I’m sure you’re expecting it to be,” Mathias moves to the fireplace, jabbing it with a poker. “I was tasked with styling a dress for Hazelmere, we got to talking, and it was history.”
“Oh,” you say simply. “I was expecting some grand romance.”
“That came later,” Hazelmere states matter of factly. “In the beginning it was all, oh, what did you call it dear?”
Mathias smirks. “Wild unbridled, bats in the belfree fucking.”
You almost choke on your drink.
Hazelmere smiles and nods. “That’s it. It was just a sexual conquest for both of us, it was nothing special. That came with time.”
You clear your throat and take a breath. “So the sex dungeon?”
“Well we still liked fucking.” Hazelmere rubs her hand up your leg.
“It shows you two are compatible,” you sigh. “My last ex and I were far from it.” You sit up more and stiffen your back. “He was complicated, I guess is the best word. Sweet boy-”
“But you call him boy,” Mathias points out.
“Yeah well, he was backwoodsy, had a lot of those old ideals in his head. But I think it kind of confused him in the real world.” You frown a bit. “I liked him, I wanted to make it work. He was a virgin though.”
Hazelmere snickers. “My goodness, you must be joking.”
You shake your head. “The way he talked sometimes it felt like he was asexual, but he didn’t accept that as something real. Had to have a family and all the junk, so he couldn’t be.” You shake your head. “He also got excited when I mentioned my bra size, so it was a little weird.”
“What ended it then?” Mathias asks.
You smirk at the memory, which still pissed you off to this day. “He called my period disgusting.”
Both of them make a face. “You did say backwoodsy,” Mathias sighs.
“I can’t believe in this day and age it’s still treated with such a level of ignorance.” Hazelmere then frowns. “I take that back, I can.”
“It’s over with. I just think about it when I want to be upset, you know?” You finish off your drink and set the empty glass aside. “After that, I just kept busy with work, time ticks by, life gets away.” You huff and take down your hair from the bun you always wore for work.
Outside thunder booms and the lights in the house flicker.
“I’ll go and fetch some candles, just in case.” Mathias says.
“Maybe I should go home,” you huff. “I don’t want to be a bother.”
Hazelmere shakes her head. “I insist you stay the night. You may live close, but most accidents occur near the home.” She moves closer to you, putting her arm around you. “Besides, you’re soaked already. Why don’t you let me peel you out of those wet clothes and get you into something more comfortable.”
Your blood turns to magma, heating your face and down through to your loins. You smile and giggle nervously. “As tempting as that sounds-” You lose your train of thought as you gaze at her. “I’m not even wearing cute panties today,” you murmur.
Hazelmere easily undoes the first few buttons of your blouse. Her elegant fingers trace your collarbone then down between your breasts. “Such soft skin.” She looks into your eyes, her ruby gaze makes your heart crash and bang.
“Lotion,” is all you can squeak out.
Hazelmere’s lips touch against yours, pressing herself close as she finishes opening your blouse. Her fingers trail across your skin until you feel the latches of your bra pop free. You gasp, opening your mouth against hers so her tongue is free to come inside. Her tongue is longer than you expected, it tickles the roof of your mouth then traces the sharp edge of your teeth.
Your blouse and bra are removed, casually tossed aside as Hazelmere’s kisses leave dark red lipstick on your skin. Your skin feels electric and tingling all over, you’ve not felt this aroused in such a long time.
Thunder booms and the crackle of the electricity cutting off stills your breath. “Uh oh,” you pant.
Hazelmere moans into your ear, making you shudder. “Alone in the dark, about to be devoured,” she hisses. Her fingers curl around your jaw. “Isn’t it exciting?”
“Yeah,” you giggle.
Mathias walks in carrying a candelabra. “I should have known I’d find you like this.” He walks in with a smirk upon his lips. “Let me get comfortable so I can watch.”
You go to cover your breasts but Hazelmere captures your hand. She kisses your palm then looks at you. Her eyes seem to glow in the candle light.
“She’s so responsive, darling,” she purrs. Her hand cups your breast, squeezing it then petting. “I’ve been having fun just touching her.”
Matthias sits down in the chair across from the sofa. “I am not surprised.”
“It feels nice, that’s all,” you whimper.
Hazelmere kisses you as her hands go up your legs. She finds the zipper of your skirt and pulls it. You lift your hips, allowing her to pull away your skirt.
“What a vision,” Mathias moans.
“Black panties and stockings.” Hazelmere purrs, her long fingers traces the elastic line along your belly. “How seductive.”
You bite your lip, tasting her lipstick there. “I have cuter underwear.”
Mathia leans forward, eyes focused. “You think that would change anything?”
You look at him and feel his gaze flow through you. Hazelmere then moves you so both your legs are on the sofa, draping one over the back. She kneads her hands into your legs, your inner thighs, then cups one around your mound.
“She’s so wet.” Her smile grows, and something seems strange with the corners of his mouth. “Mathias.”
Mathias’ grin has the same appearance as her’s. “Go ahead, starling.”
Hazelmere rips your pantyhose and you yelp in surprise. She lowers herself down, licking the front of your panties. You shudder, catching a quick breath you know you won’t catch again.
“Are you excited?” Mathias breathes.
You nod.
He bites his lower lip. “Do you want more?”
You swallow and gasp. “Yes.”
Hazelmere moves aside your panties and moans against your skin. Her tongue glides over you, pressing against you as her fingers knead to your plump mound.
“Pretty dove,” Mathias moans as he watches. “She feels good doesn’t she?” He licks his lips. “Her tongue, her lips, her whole body right now only wants to please you.” His dark red eyes trail down your body. “It’s beautiful right now, two gorgeous creatures tangled, enchanted.” You moans as he looks back into your eyes. “When is the last time you felt this?”
You whimper, biting your tongue as Hazelmere’s tongue teases your clit. “I’m not sure,” you choke. “I can’t-oh god-” You tense your neck, jolting as Hazelmere’s skilled lips suction around your clit. “I can’t think straight.”
“Good, because there is a woman between your thighs,” Mathias teases. He stands up and walks over. He takes hold of your head hanging over the arm of the sofa. His fingers knead along your scalp and down your neck. “I’ve rarely seen a sight more beautiful.”
Hazelmere’s long fingers slip inside you, curling as she moves them within. Her moans against you vibrate through your spine and electrify every nerve so that your whole being singles.
Mathias bends down, kissing you, suckling your tongue and biting your lip. Thunder continues to boom in the distance, but it is nothing compared to the storm of lust racking over your body.
Your back arches and you moan against Mathias’ lips. Hazelmere’s fingers move father and you can’t control the volume of your voice. Thunder, lightening, orgasm, they’re all the same. You lay limp on the sofa, breathing as you stare blankly at the ceiling.
Hazelmere’s smile is smug and she licks her chops gleefully. “Feel better?”
Matthias kisses her, licking her lips and suckling her tongue. “Give her a minute, starling. I think you’ve stunned the dove.”
“I haven’t had that much fun in a while,” Hazelmere brags. “I’ve never seen someone get so wet.” She then smirks at Mathias. “Her inner walls grip like demons.”
“I’ll let the demons slumber before I meet them,” Mathias teases.
Your head is swooning, so it takes you a few moments to pull from the afterglow. “Can I have some water?”
“Of course.” Hazelmere rises. “I’ll be right back.” She walks away like she hadn’t just given you the best orgasm of your life.
Mathias slips into her place, kissing you gently as he strips away the ripped pantyhose and your underwear. You’re laying there naked, trembling still from Hazelmere’s affection. Mathias pulls you into his lap, kissing your neck and shoulder.
“You smell so good,” he moans. “I bet you feel even better.”
“I feel molten,” you sigh. “Liquid.”
He chuckles. “My Hazelmere is good at turning people to liquid.” His tongue laps over your neck.
Hazelmere returns with water as you drink she and Mathias kiss and moan. You look back at them, eyes glazed and hungry. You kiss them both, placing yourself between them. They kiss down your body, touching every inch of you.
“Perhaps we should stop,” Hazelmere purrs. “Before we go too far.”
“I think you’re right, starling.” Mathias agrees. “I am starving, but I can hold off.” They both stand up off the couch as you remain there.
“Is something wrong?” You whimper.
“Nothing at all, we just don’t want to get over excited,” Hazelmere replies.
“We tend to get a bit rough when we do.” Mathias then scoops you off the sofa. “It’s late, and you must be tired.”
“I don’t mind,” you pout.
Mathias carries you upstairs, Hazelmere right beside him. “I don’t think you’re quite ready for that.” She opens the door to the master bedroom, illuminating the way with the candles as Mathias carries you inside.
Mathias sets you down upon the bed gently. “We have a tendency to bite.”
“You can,” you whimper.
Hazelmere kisses you. “Shh. You have work in the morning right? It’s best we end here and let you get some sleep.”
You watch as Hazelmere glides across the room and takes a robe off a chair. “Is there something you aren’t telling me?”
“There is a discussion we must have before we go further with this relationship, of course.” Mathias strokes your cheek. “That is why we are stopping here.”
Hazelmere wraps you up in a robe. “We will have everything laid out for you for when you wake up. Get a shower, have breakfast, but we will probably wish to stay in bed.”
You kiss them both as they tuck you into bed. “That’s okay, I know you’re not morning people.”
“If you need anything, dove, just call for us.” Mathias kisses your forehead. “Sleep tight.”
Hazelmere gives you a smile. “This weekend,” she whispers. “I promise.”
Waking up the next morning feels different. Not because you are in their bed, but you, yourself, feel entirely different. You rise from bed, dropping the robe as you look at yourself in the mirror. You feel sexy, powerful, somehow better than you were before.
You take that new found power with you to work, feeling much more focused than before. It is Friday, but it is a different sort of Friday. This weekend is going to prove to be special, Hazelmere promised. After last night, you don’t know how it could get any better.
You go home after work, packing a small bag for yourself with extra clothes. You also take a quick shower, wanting to be your best when you go to their house.
Once you arrive, Hazelmere is already standing at the door. She greets you inside with a kiss and a gentle touch of your rear.
“Welcome back.” She then takes your bag. “Excited or something?”
“Maybe just a little.” You follow her to the dining room.
“I must confess,” Hazelmere murmurs. “We are a bit anxious.” Mathias is setting the table as you walk in.
“Oh,” you hesitate from sitting down. “Is something wrong?”
Hazelmere tucks her hair behind her ear. “There is a possibility,” she says softly. “It is wh Mathias and I were, at first, hesitant to bring you in. We liked you so much that we forgot ourselves.” She motions for you to sit.
As you take your seat Mathias fills your glass with cold water.
“It almost went too far last night, we caught ourselves before we slipped.” Hazelmere takes on a serious expression. “Which is why, before we can do anything else, we must confess our secret.”
“What?” You chuckle nervously. “Have you killed someone?”
Mathias stands behind Hazelmere’s chair. “If we are not careful.”
Your smile drops. “Well if anyone isn’t careful they-” You gulp down your nervous heart. “Please, don’t sugarcoat, don’t try to bury the lead. Just say it. Pull of the band aid. I can’t...I can’t take it if you string it out any further.”
Hazelmere looks to Mathias for support and they hold each others hands. They then look back at you, ruby eyes fixed on your gaze.
“Hazelmere and I are vampires,” Mathias says breathlessly.
You look back and forth between them, expression slowly sinking. Morphing from confused to angry and back to confusion again, disbelief, then finally you throw your head back and start laughing.
“What the fuck?” You cackle.
“Dove?” Mathias says sterny.
You then slam your hands on the table. “What the fuck?” You snap. “I told you not to string me along! What is it? That’s not funny!”
“It isn’t,” Hazelmere says cooly. “It is serious, it is who we are.” She stands up and faces you. “Want us to show you?”
You snort and roll your eyes. “Sure, show me the Party City vampire teeth. Go ahead!”
Hazelmere opens her mouth, and while indeed her teeth are sharp it isn’t anything you would consider vampireish. The corners of her mouth then split open, cracking back towards her ears. Her jaw unhinges and her teeth jut out, fangs slips from pink gums like a cobra about to strike.
You leap up in your chair, pushing it back and knocking it over as you try to get further away from her.
Hazelmere closes her jaw and slips her fingers along her lips. “Party City enough for you?”
“What the fuck?” You whisper.
“Do you want to leave?” Mathias asks. “We have no intention of hurting you or anything, that is first and foremost what you should know.”
You cup your hands around your mouth. “Give me a second?”
Hazelmere returns to Mathias’ side and takes hold of his hands.
You take several deep breaths then shake your hands out. “Okay, okay, okay.” You nod your head a lot. “You could have ripped me open last night, but you didn’t.” You begin pacing. “Both of you had ample time to eat me alive, but you didn’t.” You slip your hands around the sides of your neck. “Oh fuck. I don’t know.”
“We didn’t want to hide from you anymore,” Mathias says softly. “We wanted to share all of us with you. It wasn’t fair.”
You turn and look at them, still beautiful, so strange. “I was so excited to be around you that I ignored a lot of things. Things that make sense now.” You squeeze your eyes shut tight. “What else?” you look at them.
They shake their heads. “What else?”
“Yeah! What else?” You walk closer towards them. “Werewolves? Ghosts? Anything else?” You scoff.
“There is always something else,” Mathias says with uncertainty. “That is just how the world works.”
“Ah.” You nod. “Okay. I need a drink.” You walk away from the dining room and into the parlor where you grab a bottle from the shelf and just start drinking from it. “Oh god, this is disgusting!” You take another swig then set it back.
“Careful,” Hazelmere tries to coax.
You sit down on the sofa and take a deep breath. “I have feelings for vampires, I think I’m done being careful.”
They sit down on either side of you and each touch a hand. You hold their palms and squeeze tight. “You’re not gonna kill me or turn me or anything?”
Hazelmere smiles. “Only if you ask.”
You laugh softly and nod your head. “I’m still a little scared.”
“It’s alright,” Mathias murmurs. “We’re willing to work with you until you feel comfortable again.”
You let go of their hands and scoop up your hair, using a tie on your wrist to pull it up. You shake as you do it, messing it up several times before you drop your hands again. “I want to trust you, both of you. So I need to know-”
“You don’t have to do this,” Mathias urges. “If you’re scared, you don’t need to prove to us anything.”
You shake your head. “Please. I want to know.”
“Are you sure?” Hazelmere whispers.
“I trust you.”
Her fingers glide across your neck before kissing softly. Mathias watches, holding your hand tight as he jaw unhinges. Her breath beats against your skin and the sharp prick of her fangs makes your cry. Mathias lifts your wrist, kissing it took before he bites. You close your eyes as tears flow, feeling a strange flow. It ends shortly, and both pull away.
The bite marks on your wrist are almost invisible, and aside from some soreness on your neck there is barely a sign of Hazelmere’s bite either.
“We have control,” Hazelmere assures you. “We are old and have power over our bloodlust. We will not harm you.”
“It would kill us if we did.” Mathias adds.
You kiss Mathias softly, turning and kissing Hazelmere in return. “I believe you.” They both embrace you, hugging you between them and kissing you all over your face.
“Did I taste good?” You ask out of curiosity.
“As good as last night,” Hazelmere purrs.
You stay up late talking to them, falling asleep before you go to bed. You wake up late in the afternoon, finding yourself in a dark room with Mathias and Hazelmere on either side of you. The lights are extremely dim, just enough so you can see. As you begin to stir Mathias reaches out and puts his arms around you.
“Stay in bed,” you tell him.
“I am in bed,” he chuckles. His kisses go down the back of your neck and shoulder. “I just wanted to tell you good morning.”
Hazelmere stretches and rolls over. “Sleep well.”
“Yes,” you breath. “You two don’t need to get up.”
Hazelmere kisses you. “As long as the curtains are closed and we do not know the time. What does it matter?”
Mathias turns your head, stealing kisses as Hazelmere touches you.
You stomach interrupts the seductive atmosphere, growling to make its presence known and demanding very bluntly for sustenance.
Hazelmere chuckles and moves aside. “There is food in the kitchen. I would go get you something but I cannot remember if I closed all the curtains.”
You’re chuckling in embarrassment. “I am so sorry.”
“Oh please.” Mathias laughs. “There should be coffee and go get yourself something to eat. We’ll rest a bit more.”
“Take your time too, no rush for today.” Hazelmere sighs as she lays back down.
You put on a robe step into the hallway, closing the door as the light automatically brighten for you. Sunlight indeed floods the kitchen since the main window is not shuttered. You make yourself coffee and help yourself to the contents of the fridge. You find your purse, checking emails and texts you missed while you enjoy a quiet meal.
Your wrist and neck itch a little bit from when they bit you, almost like a mosquito bite. There is no evidence aside from that though. You realize everything you know about vampires is from stories, myths, and horror movies. It could all be blown out of proportion or wrong.
Finishing up your food, you make your way back upstairs. You go back into the bedroom and find the lights are brighter. Mathias is alone on the bed, posing, wearing his pink robe.
“She left you unattended?” You ask playfully. “What if someone were to come and steal you away?”
Mathias sits up as you crawl onto the foot of the bed. “I’m sure she’d welcome the chase. She’s taking a shower right now. Did you have a good meal?”
“Yes, I feel much better.” You stroke your hand up his leg and feel he’s wearing stockings and garters. “Dressed up?”
“Just a little.” He closes the gap between you, kissing and pulling you into his lap. His hands grip around your rear, squeezing it playfully.
“Is it alright if I disrobe you?” He asks.
You grin and kiss the tip of his nose. “Only if I can do the same to you.”
He unfastens the tie around your waist, tossing the robe aside. Under his robe, you find him dazzling in baby pink lingerie. “You look adorable,” you purr.
“I thought you might enjoy it.” He bites his lip as you run your hands down his body.
“Very cute set.” You cup the front of the lacy panties, feeling him hard just inside.
Mathias whimpers. “I can get you one if you like.”
You kiss him as you stroke him through the panties, suckling his tongue until you pull back. You press your lips to his ear and moan. “Can I suck your cock?”
He shudders and giggles. “Thank you for asking, I for one would love it.” He arches his hips as you pull him from the panties. His shaft is soft white, the tip cotton candy pink. He’s quite thick and heavy, curving at the tip which flares out and shimmers with a silver hoop.
“No wonder you like pink so much.” You swirl your fingertip around the slit and jiggle the piercing. “It suits you so well.”
Mathias’ grin escapes his bite, growing so that his mouth splits back to his ears. “As long as you like it.”
Kneeling down you kiss and lick, dragging your lips down the shaft and back up, pressing your tongue against him.
“You’re perfect, Dove.” His hand rubs up and down your back. “I love how you feel.”
You sink your lips around him, slurping him up greedily. Mathias lets out a sweet cry, sounding quite adorable.
You lift your head, kissing his tip. “I’m not very good at taking it too deep. My gag reflex barely lets me brush my teeth.”
Mathias moans. “I’m happy with whatever you want to do to me, dove.”
You kiss his thighs and belly, rising up to straddle in his lap. “I want you inside.”
“I’ve never loved those words more.” He throws you down onto the bed and climbs on top of you. His long hair falls in your face as he looks down upon you. He’s so still for a moment before pushing your legs up over your head.
“What a perfect vision,” he whispers. He looks down, watching as he pushes inside. “Hazelmere was right about you.”
You focus on him inside you, thick, hard, and a little cool. You squeeze around him, wanting to feel every inch. He moves slow, taking his time to go deeper.
“You’re so wet,” he purrs. “I love the sound.”
You mewl softly. “It gets messy.”
Mathias smirks. “I like messes.”
The bathroom door opens and Hazelmere strust out. She’s rubbing a towel to her hair, but otherwise she’s completely naked.
“Just in time.” She tosses the towel aside and crawls onto the bed. She gets behind Mathias so she can watch. “You two look made for each other.” You feel her fingers grab his sack, while the other reaches around to massage your clit.
“Starling!” He cries out.
Hazelmere chuckles and kisses his ass. “Does she feel good? So warm and wet and deep?”
“Yes, she’s driving me crazy.”
She moves up, laying down beside you. Your legs curl around Mathias’ waist and she kisses you. “Wait right here, I have something for this.” She gets up and goes back to the bathroom.
Mathias’ hips move harder and you cry out. “Is this where you get rough?”
“Close.” He stills and kisses.
Hazelmere returns with black straps around her hips that hold a neon pink phallus in place. She smirks, stroking it slowly as you watch. “Ready, Mathias?”
“Is that for you?” You giggle to Mathias.
“She’ll take you shopping for yours.” He starts to move again, going slow as Hazelmere comes up onto the bed behind him. He moans as she prepares him, slipping her fingers inside and smearing the lube around. Mathias then hunkers on top of you, moaning loudly into your ear as Hazelmere takes her place. Her first deep surge pushes Mathias harder into you. After that, your breath gets stolen many times.
It feels as if there is no beginning and no end. They three of you are intertwined together, never ending, never beginning. It is almost frightening, yet your body craves and desires more. Mathias bites you, his moans vibrate against your throat. Deep inside his release is hard and sudden, yet he keep moving. He thrusts against you and Hazelmere, snarling with his passion and strain. He throws his head back, blood dripping from his lips which Hazelmere licks away. Your eyes cross and roll back into your head. You leave this world for a breath, returning as Mathias collapses upon you.
Hazelmere pulls from him, taking off the harness and laying down beside you. Finding stamina, Mathias crawls between her legs, licking and touching her hungrily. Hazelmere pulls you into her arms and you kiss her weakly.
“Bite me,” you whisper.
“You sure?” her lips brush against your shoulder.
You nod and her teeth sink in. She moans against you, throbbing as she tastes you and Mathias touches her.
After laying in heavy breathing silence you exhale and stretch. Both of them touch you, brushing their hands down your body.
“How do you feel?” Hazelmere asks.
“A little dizzy, but the good outweighs that.” You smile up as Mathias rises, chipper and ready for more action.
“I’ll go fetch you a drink. Just some orange juice for a boost. It should be dark out now.” He strides away in his cute pink lingerie.
You roll over onto Hazelmere’s chest, snuggling between her breasts while her fingers comb through your hair. When Mathias returns you drink your juice then massage his back and legs.
“We have had many lovers in our long lives,” Hazelmere murmurs as she watches you. “But we have never invited someone else into our family.” She strokes your arm and pushes our hair from your face. “I have a feeling, deep in my gut, you will be my next creation.”
Your heart races wildly. “Why me?”
“It is hard to put into words,” Mathias sighs. “It is just that we know. We have been searching for it, and now, we have found it.”
