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Cal broke off the kiss and pressed her forehead to Juliette’s.
“I have a question for you.”
“Huh?” Juliette blinked the pleasant fog out of her brain and tried to focus on Cal’s lips. Not on how kissable they were a second ago when their mouths were pressed together in a hot and heavy makeout session, but on the words she was saying now.
“How come since the pantry, there’s been no more of this—” Cal grabbed Juliette’s hips and spun them, pinning the smaller girl to the bedroom door. “Or this—” Her hands slid up to Jules’ waist and there was a sudden, firm thigh slotted up against Juliette’s core.
Jules gasped, feeling like the wind had been knocked out of her. She grit her teeth, resisting the urge to grind down so she could continue the conversation.
“W-what do you mean?”
“It’s not like you’re shy or anything, but you’ve just been…softer.” Cal tucked an errant strand of Juliette’s hair behind her ear. “You don’t grip. You don’t squeeze. You don’t nibble, or bite.” Juliette let out a growl at the last part and then pulled back, wide-eyed and embarrassed by her reaction.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
Cal raised a brow. “You know that I can take you, right? Remember the rooftop?”
“It’s different now – I’m different,” Juliette’s hands slid up to cup her girlfriend’s face. “Ever since my first kill, I feel like I’m more me. But I’m also kind of afraid of this new person. Especially around you.”
“I’m not a glass doll, Jules. You won’t break me.”
“But you’re human–”
“And you think you’re so tough now? Just ‘cause you finished vampire puberty?”
Jules groaned. “Please don’t say ‘vampire puberty’ when we’re about to…”
“About to what?”
Juliette’s eyes dropped to the floor. “Fuck,” she whispered.
Cal threw back her head and cackled.
“It’s not funny, Cal.”
“Oh but it is. You acting all shy and gentle. But I know you, Juliette.” Her voice dropped what must have been five octaves. “Like I was about to say, maybe I like when you’re cocky. Maybe I like it rough.”
“You don’t mean that, Cal. You don’t know what you’re saying.”
She glanced down at her girlfriend’s boobs with a flush in her cheeks, because really she was listening for her favorite lie detector. And Cal’s heart was racing alright, but whether from fear or anticipation she couldn’t tell.
“I think I do. Maybe I’m asking you to put it to the test.”
Jules gasped as her own pulse ticked up. Something – maybe that monster everyone was so sure was inside her – reared its head, hungry and eager. She swallowed it down.
“I promise I’ll fight back if you hurt me. You know I work out. A lot.”
Juliette gave her bicep an appreciative squeeze. “I know.”
“And taking on your kind is what I’ve trained my whole life to do.”
“Don’t remind me.”
“Sorry. You’re right. Here and now, we’re just Jules and Cal.” Jules tried to focus but the hunter’s thumb was circling her knuckles with a gentleness she seldom let show. “Anyways, you know I’d rather take you in a different way.”
Smooth as ever, Cal closed the space between them, once again sealing their breaths in a kiss. Her hand found the back of Juliette’s head and gently guided the vampire’s mouth to her neck.
Cal had figured out early how responsive Juliette was to neck worship, so she often focused her attention there. Juliette on the other hand – it'd been a while since her lips had tasted Cal’s neck. Judging by the sounds Cal made, her girlfriend liked it very much.
Cal was right. Ever since that first time, after she’d bit her, she had been pushing down her instincts and avoiding Cal’s neck despite their height difference giving her natural access. Because she’d been afraid.
She helped Cal out of her shirt before really going to town on the taller girl’s neck, nipping and sucking at her pulse, the sweet burst of capillaries under her skin drawing the hunter’s scent closer to the surface. Cal smelled like thunderstorms, fresh rain, and mountain air. And it always made her salivate.
The flare of pain as Juliette’s fangs slid out had never felt so good.
She was about to force them back up her skull, but Cal caught her eye. Gave a slight shake of her head, as if to say leave them.
With a snarl, Juliette herded the hunter backwards onto the bed. Cal landed easily on her back, her hooded gaze tracking Juliette as the small vampire moved to straddle her.
Her jeans and panties were yanked down to her ankles. Cal kicked them aside while Juliette waited, still fully clothed while she casually humped her toned stomach.
She grinned at Cal, the hunter’s dark gaze following her down lazily. At the sight of Cal’s aching cunt, her girlfriend’s fluids already starting to pool on the sheets, she couldn’t help but pause to stare open-mouthed, with her fangs still out.
“This is all for me?”
“Yeah,” Cal let out breathlessly.
Juliette dove in with a growl, her tongue lashing at Calliope’s clit. She dipped briefly into her girlfriend’s sweet pussy to probe the warmth and tightness there. She nipped at her thigh with blunt teeth, drawing high pitched moans from Cal she’d never heard the girl make before. She found her clit again and sucked.
Cal arched suddenly, almost coming off the bed entirely as she screamed Jules’ name.
Juliette hummed, pleased with the feel of her girlfriend’s cum on her face.
“So good, so so good,” Cal panted. She pushed at Juliette’s head a little, laughing and breathless, but Juliette wasn’t finished.
She plunged a finger into Cal’s gushing slick cunt, still tight with aftershocks. She added another finger and pistoned, letting some of her vampire stamina seep through. Her thumb joined in to stroke the hunter girl’s clit.
At the same time, she rubbed her face into Cal’s thigh, painting her girlfriend with her own slick and basking in the bloodscent all around her.
“God, yessss,” Cal hissed. She pushed herself up, abs clenched, to watch Juliette at work. She reached over and gave a tentative swipe at one of Jules' exposed fangs with her thumb. The vampire moaned and doubled the pace of her thrusts.
Cal guided Jules’ free hand to the back of her head. “Y-you can pull. Bite me, please.”
Jules added a third finger and sank in knuckle deep as she lunged up. She tugged Cal’s head back, exposing the curve of her neck and sinking easily into her jugular.
She lost track of Calliope’s body, her vision whiting out on a particularly hard suck.
The two came down together, panting in mutual bliss. Juliette’s fingers were still buried in Cal’s fluttering walls. She licked her girlfriend’s neck clean of cum and blood.
“Thank you, Jules. That was good. S-so good.”
Jules looked up shocked when the hunter girl sniffled, swiping at tears by her eyes. Cal wasn’t usually one to cry after sex so she wasn’t sure what this meant. She knew her girlfriend wouldn’t like her bringing it up right now, so she wrapped her free arm around her and squeezed. They’d talk about it later.
The hoarse moan Cal made when Juliette sat up and pulled her fingers free made the tips of her ears burn. She was about to put them in her mouth when Cal snagged her wrist.
“Let me?”
Juliette smirked and held out her slick-coated fingers.
“Clean up your mess.”