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Frankie looked across the club and felt the beating of her heart sync with the beat of the music. She had been dancing all night but not with anyone notable. There were a few girls that she had danced next to, but she and Rae had been throwing themselves around to the music together since the beginning of the night. However, ever since she walked into the club Frankie couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her, but looking around again, she couldn’t see anyone that could be staring. Sighing, she turned to Rae who was downing a shot next to her. “Hey, I need a cigarette,” Frankie shouted over the bass, “do you want to come with?”
Rae shook her head, curls bouncing with the motion, and smiled broadly, “Nah, I’ve got a better idea.” She pointed across the room to a girl with glasses and side-parted bangs who was dancing alone. “Just needed to build up the courage first. Text me when you’re ready to leave, okay?”
Frankie nodded and downed the rest of her drink, before scanning the room one last time. Rae had made it over to the taller woman and they were dancing on top of each other, Rae’s curls falling in the other woman’s face. Laughing to herself, Frankie headed out the side door, pack of cigarettes in her hand. As she pushed her away through the scantily-clad dancers and those loudly talking and drinking with each other, Frankie felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up. She looked around again to see whose eyes might be glued to her but found no one. Shaking her head, she pushed out the door.
The alleyway outside of the club was almost empty, save for two guys heavily making out near the dumpster. They seemed more wrapped up in each other to notice Frankie’s presence. It wasn’t the prettiest out here. The ground was covered with trash and cigarette butts and smelled faintly of body odor. Despite this, Frankie heaved a sigh of relief to be able to stand in silence. She really enjoyed her nights out at the club with Rae, but sometimes the noise and the lights were too overstimulating for her. Frankie rejoiced in smoke breaks outside the club because they gave her a moment to herself.
She pulled her lighter out of the front pocket of her black skirt and lit a cigarette. Just as she was about to take her first inhale, she heard a rustling behind her. She turned around to see who was there but in the darkness, she could only see the two men that were still wrapped up in one another against the brick wall outside the club. To give them their privacy, Frankie turned her head. A woman with dark hair was now standing next to her with a slight smile on her face. She wasn’t there a moment ago.
Frankie nearly jumped out of her skin seeing the other woman. She cried out, “Jesus Christ! You scared the shit out of me!” The other woman’s smile just broadened, her stringy black hair hanging in front of her eyes obscuring them from Frankie. Frankie ran a hand through her own shaggy dark hair and finally took a drag off of her cigarette, waiting for the other woman’s response.
The other woman was taller than her (although most people usually were) and their height difference was even more pronounced with her thick platformed boots. She seemed to be around Frankie’s age in her mid-twenties with very pale skin that was unmarked with tattoos, unlike Frankie’s. She had very tight black pants on and a white tank top which made it very obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. Frankie could see the pink of her nipples through the thin material even in the dark of the evening. Her eyes widened at the sight. When she finally spoke up, it startled Frankie once more as the alleyway had fallen into silence. “Hey, can I bum a cigarette?” Her voice was rough like she didn’t use it often, but it sent a shiver up Frankie’s spine. The other woman pushed a little piece of dark hair out of her eyes and Frankie could now see them better and they were sparkling in the low light of the street lamps.
Frankie cleared her throat and spoke around the cigarette in her mouth, “You nearly gave me a heart attack just to ask to bum a cig? For fuck’s sake…” she grumbled even though her hands were already pulling out another cigarette to hand to the other woman.
The taller woman took it out of her outstretched hand and their fingers brushed. The cold, stone-like feel of the other woman’s finger sent a shiver through Frankie. It was a warm night in June, which made it strange how cold this other woman seemed to be. Frankie held out her lighter with the flame and the taller woman leaned forward to light the cigarette now between her lips. Both women stood there leaning against the wall for a moment smoking in silence before Frankie finally spoke up. “I didn’t get your name. I’m Frankie by the way.”
The other woman smiled again, this time with teeth and Frankie could see that her canines were sharper than any she had ever seen before. They shined a little under the low light. “My name’s Gertrude, but everyone calls me Gee. And sorry I didn’t mean to startle you.” Her laugh was nearly inaudible even in the quiet alleyway. Gee took another drag off of her cigarette before speaking again, “I saw you in the club earlier,” she ducked her head down now almost shy, “You looked so beautiful dancing.” Her hair obscured her eyes again and Frankie’s hands twitched with the need to reach out and tuck that piece of hair behind Gee’s ear.
Realization slowly dawned on Frankie that this was probably who she had felt watching her in the club earlier. She looked down at herself in her black skirt and Bikini Kill t-shirt. She had hastily gotten ready for this night out and she didn’t feel very beautiful. She had barely even styled her shag, just letting her black hair loosely around her face. Grinning, Frankie spoke with false confidence, “Well, you’re pretty easy on the eyes there yourself.” Gee looked back up at Frankie, suddenly seeming to have overcome her shy feelings and taking a step toward Frankie, Gee’s eyes pinning her to the wall. She was now starting to be a little frightened of the taller woman in front of her. Gee looked like she wanted to take a bite out of her.
Frankie could feel her heartbeat in her throat and her breath came out ragged in the quiet of the night. She wasn’t used to pretty punk girls cornering her in alleyways. Gee’s canines sparkled again in the streetlights when she spoke up. “Would you want to come back in and dance with me?” Frankie swallowed and the sound of it echoed on the brick walls of the alley. Slowly, she nodded and dropped her forgotten cigarette down on the ground. Gee smiled down at her. “Perfect, I think they’re playing a song I love.” Before Frankie could wonder how Gee could hear the music all the way inside the club, Gee grabbed Frankie’s hand and led her back through the door she came out of.
The lighting had changed on the dance floor and everything was now bathed in a pink light. The opening notes of a song that Frankie seemed to vaguely recognize were just starting to play. Frankie could see Rae dancing with the girl from earlier and she subtly raised her eyebrows at the woman dragging Frankie through the crowd of dancers. It wasn’t unlike Frankie to dance with other girls at the club, but her nights out with Rae usually ended with the two dancing with each other.
Once Gee found a spot on the dance floor that she seemed to deem sufficient, she loosened her icy grip on Frankie’s arm and started to move her hips with the beat. She smiled and her canines had a pink hue under the lights. “Do you know this song?” she shouted to Frankie over the bass of the music. Frankie shrugged. It seemed familiar but she was unsure what it was. Gee tipped her head back and her whole body seemed to move to the song now, still holding onto Frankie’s arm. All remnants of Gee’s earlier shyness had seemed to completely disappear and she was making the dance floor her home. All the other coupled dancers seemed to keep their distance from the two women, leaving plenty of room for Gee and Frankie to dance together.
Frankie moved closer to Gee so their lower halves met and moved against each other to the beat. Each time their bodies connected, it sent sparks flying through Frankie’s body and she swore she could see stars at the edge of her vision. Gee adjusted her body in turn and put her mouth close to Frankie’s ear. Frankie’s head was swimming like she had been drinking too much, even though she had only had one drink. Suddenly it was too much being surrounded by this attractive woman and the loud bass of the music. It was all becoming too overstimulating for Frankie, too much at once. All hot and heavy with Gee. Maybe she should’ve had more to drink so the sensations wouldn’t overwhelm her. Frankie thought about moving to get another drink, but something was tethering her body to Gee’s, and she found that she couldn’t move to leave even if she wanted to.
The feeling of being overstimulated started to dissipate as Gee sang along to the chorus of the song into Frankie’s ear, her breath hot and wet, “I want to hold you close, skin pressed against me tight.” Frankie felt a shudder go through her body at the intimacy of the gesture and the closeness of their bodies.
Gee paused her singing to stare into Frankie’s eyes and tuck a piece of hair behind the shorter woman’s ear. Gee rolled her hips along to the beat and brought Frankie somehow even closer to her own body. Frankie let out a shaky breath and felt herself start to get wet between her legs. Gee placed one of her thighs in between her legs just for Frankie to writhe against in time to the beat. This felt even better. Frankie was starting to lose herself to the motions and the beat of the song.
The chorus started again and Gee once again put her mouth near Frankie’s ear singing, “I want to fucking tear you apart.” Frankie felt her eyes close and her chest heaving. Suddenly, Gee’s mouth was hovering above her neck and Frankie felt herself nodding in answer to an unasked question. Whatever it was that Gee wanted to do to her, Frankie was okay with it. She would give her the whole world if Gee only asked.
Gee must’ve gotten the picture, as she began placing open-mouthed wet kisses across the skin of Frankie’s neck. Frankie let out an involuntary moan and she could feel Gee’s body shake and she laughed against the skin of Frankie’s neck. She paused just briefly to whisper in Frankie’s ear, “I fucking love your tattoos.” Gee punctuated this comment by licking a wet stripe over the column of Frankie’s throat.
Frankie felt her brain turn to mush under Gee’s practiced mouth and was lost to her own pleasure until she felt a hand tapping her shoulder. Gee’s arms dropped from her body and that amazing mouth moved away from her neck so Frankie could turn around. Rae was standing behind her with her arm around the taller woman from earlier with the glasses and the bangs. The other woman opened her mouth to say something, revealing sharp canines like Gee. Gee saw Frankie looking at them and sent the other woman a sharp look, and she closed her mouth quickly. The whole interaction confused Frankie. The two women must know each other from somewhere.
Rae stood there smirking at Frankie knowingly, taking in how wrecked Frankie must look, panting and pupils dilated from the dancing she had done with Gee. The woman next to her frowned at the sight but nodded at Gee. The two actually kind of looked like one another and eyed each knowingly. This only furthered Frankie’s suspicions that they had to be friends or something.
Rae spoke up, trying to speak loudly over the music, “Frankie, we’re headed out here. I just wanted to let you know in person since you seemed a little too occupied to check your phone.” Rae smirked again at Frankie’s frazzled state. “I won’t be back tonight, so the apartment is all yours. Are you okay walking back by yourself?” Frankie nodded as Rae’s smirk grew even bigger. She spoke up so Gee could hear, “Maybe your friend wants to walk you home.”
With that, Rae let go of the other woman she was with to press a kiss to Frankie’s cheek and leaned in to tell her to “Be safe.” Frankie thanked her and gave her a quick hug before letting Rae go and watching her disappear out the side door. She felt her phone buzz in her pocket and looked down to a text from Rae sending Frankie her location for the evening and she encouraged her to do the same. This was something the two always did to keep each other safe when they went home with someone else.
Frankie responded quickly by sharing her own location for the evening and felt Gee walk over to her and put her head down on Frankie’s shoulder, which was difficult considering their height difference. Gee’s head seemed cool against Frankie’s skin and wondered how the other woman could be so cold after all of their dancing. She heard Gee chuckle softly next to her ear and then she spoke softly, “I think your roommate wants us to hook up. She was not subtle at all.”
Frankie nodded and smiled. “I don’t know. I think Rae just wants me to feel better about her abandoning me on our girls' night out.” Gee laughed again and Frankie could feel it vibrate through her body. She spun around to face Gee, now suddenly serious and thinking about how their night might end together. She grabbed Gee’s cold hand and pulled her away from the dance floor so that they could hear each other better. They both ended up near the table that Frankie had been standing at earlier with Rae. Frankie was slightly embarrassed about this part, even after all these years of dating women. The part where she actually had to ask them out. When she finally spoke up her voice was unsteady, “But if you want to, I do too.” Frankie felt her mouth go dry. “Uhhh, hook up, I mean. The apartment is free now, so you don’t have to worry about anyone else,” she felt herself babbling so she forcibly closed her mouth to keep from unnecessarily talking.
Gee revealed those pointy teeth again in her widest smile yet. “I would really like that. Especially since my roommate just left with yours.” So that was why Rae’s hookup was eying Gee like they knew each other. Frankie made a mental note to ask Gee about this later when her brain wasn’t fogged up by her overwhelming lust for the other woman.
Frankie could feel her face heating up at Gee’s willingness to her proposition. “Our apartment is just a couple blocks from here if you want to walk.” Gee nodded, so Frankie grabbed Gee’s cold hand and led her out of the club and onto the dark street, pushing past the other club patrons.
Once they were from the loud music and the bright lights, Frankie sighed and felt her whole body relax. She had been starting to get too anxious inside the club and the sudden quiet was soothing to her. Gee gave her a questioning look, so she spoke up. “I love going out and dancing but sometimes the lights and the noise get too much for my brain and it’s good to get a break.” Gee nodded and wrapped her cold arm around Frankie’s waist. Despite how badly she wanted to put her hands on Gee, this part was nice too. Just being able to walk together and get to know each other.
The two women seemed to be the only ones out on the street and the only sounds were the cars going by and a distant police siren. The silence between them wasn’t unnerving to Frankie but it gave her time to think about the whirlwind of her night since she had met Gee outside of the club.
She thought about Gee’s sharp canines, her cold touch, moving without sound and so quickly that Frankie couldn’t even catch it. All of it seemed so familiar, but she didn’t want to jump to unnecessary conclusions. Rae had always told her she had an overactive imagination and maybe that was true, but Frankie was starting to think maybe there was something off about Gee. She couldn’t put her finger on what exactly it was and was still thinking it over when they reached the outside of Frankie’s apartment.
Gee let out a laugh, startling Frankie from her thoughts. “Stop overthinking, Frankie. I can practically feel you thinking all the way over here. Just ask me what’s on your mind already.”
Frankie blushed and ducked her head. She must’ve been more obvious about her thoughts than she thought was being. “It’s nothing,” she laughed. “You’ll think it’s stupid. It’s just my imagination jumping to crazy conclusions.”
Gee shook her head and pulled Frankie closer with the icy hand around her waist which made Frankie shudder. “I promise I won’t laugh,” Gee said as she put her head on Frankie’s shoulder and pressed a kiss to her neck like earlier on the dance floor.
Frankie sighed at the contact and stopped walking to lean into the other woman’s touch. When she finally spoke up, her voice was unsteady. “Like I said, it’s nothing.” Frankie hesitated here, still sure that Gee would think that she was crazy, “I just had the stupid idea you were some kind of supernatural creature like a vampire or something.” She laughed but felt Gee’s mouth still against her skin. “I mean, you’re so cold and you move so fast. Plus, you have those crazy sharp teeth.” Gee lifted her mouth off her neck and Frankie’s blood ran cold at the loss of contact, cursing herself for saying something so stupid. Gee was probably thinking she was a freak and was probably trying to think of a nice way to let Frankie down easy.
Gee raised her head so that her eyes, which had considerably darkened, met Frankie’s. “I don’t think it’s stupid.” Gee’s arms returned to her waist, pulling her increasingly closer. “In fact,” she went on getting closer to Frankie’s neck, “You might actually be right.” Gee laughed a little, her shoulders shaking, before she closed the distance and her sharp canines collided with the space just above Frankie’s collarbone. They didn’t pierce her skin, but Frankie could feel them just barely held above the tender skin.
Frankie shook with fear. She thought that Gee seemed like such a nice girl, but now she was worried she might not survive this. She had consumed enough vampire media in her life to know exactly how this evening might end. Frankie moaned softly into the quiet of the night. Despite her fear, she was still a little turned on by their position and thinking about the open-mouthed kisses Gee had pressed to her skin earlier in the evening. Once again, there seemed to be an unspoken question from Gee, and Frankie was unsure how to answer it. Sure, she was attracted to Gee, but was that attraction worth putting her life in the hands of a girl that she just met?
Frankie thought it over for a moment, thinking about all the times that she had rewatched the Twilight series with Rae on their shared couch, indulging in her lesbian vampire fantasies. Now, she had her fantasy come to life before her, and yet, she was hesitating.
Gee pulled away from her neck to look at her. Her eyes had turned soft and pleading the longer Frankie thought it over. Gee spoke softer than before, and moved her hands from Frankie’s waist to her shoulders. “It won’t hurt. It’ll feel good for you. It’s something in our saliva that makes the person we’re drinking from feel good.” Frankie wanted to ask Gee about this later. She wanted to know all about the vampire lore from this universe. What did Gee really think of Edward Cullen and the Twilight movies? Would it be offensive for Frankie to ask? Her thoughts were interrupted by Gee saying, “I’ll make it so good for you, Frankie. I’ll only take a little. Just enough to keep my energy up for our… activities later.” She giggled at her joke, trying to break some of the tension that had suddenly grown between the two women. She kept looking at Frankie, waiting for a response before continuing.
Knowing that Gee was waiting for her to give permission and no longer feeling like she could keep from giving in, Frankie nodded and closed her eyes. She was trying to escape from Gee’s gaze which overwhelmed her. Frankie decided to make a request of her own, “Okay, but can we wait until we get into my apartment?”
Gee let out a barely contained giggle, at the thought of Frankie being into everything she was, “Of course you can. Plus, I wouldn’t want anyone walking by and getting the wrong idea.” Then, Gee got quiet and ducked her head down, like she had when she first introduced herself to Frankie. She seemed to hesitate over what she was going to say next but then made up her mind and spoke up, “And thanks for being so cool with, y’know… everything. Most people run screaming in the other direction when they find out about me.” Gee paused here to look at Frankie from under her eyelashes, and then said, “Thanks for giving me a chance.”
Frankie couldn’t believe anyone had run away from Gee. Frankie could barely look away from her let alone stop touching her. She wondered if this had something to do with the vampire thing, like some kind of hypnotic spell that Gee had put her under, or if Frankie really was just that easy for hot punk girls that called her beautiful. Either way, she had made up her mind and led Gee towards the front door of her apartment building, smiling up at her.
When they got up to her door on the second floor, Frankie pulled her key out of her pocket. Before she could unlock it, she looked up at Gee. “I’m sorry it’s kind of a mess in there. I didn’t have time after work to clean it up.” This was partially true. She really was busy with her job this week and had worked late nights, but then again, she and Rae’s apartment kind of always looked like this, in various states of a messy tornado.
Gee laughed. “That’s okay. You should see my place. My sister is on me constantly to clean it.” Interesting, Frankie thought, Gee must be a relatively new vampire if her sister was still alive. She made another note to ask about this later, but then thought better of it, worried that might be a sore subject to broach, as with any woman and her age.
Frankie unlocked the door, laughing, and led Gee by the arm through her small living room with the peeling posters and clothes on the floor. “We couldn’t decide what to wear.” She gestured to the skirts and dresses lining the couch and dining room table. Gee smiled. They stopped outside of the first doorway in the hall. “And this is my room.”
Frankie had band posters lining most of her walls, her CD collection barely contained on top of her desk, plants hanging from hooks in the ceilings, and her guitar, Pansy, leaning against her bed.
Frankie took a moment while Gee was looking around to clear all of her clothes off her bed and shove them into her closet to hang up later. It wasn’t as dirty as she remembered, but she felt self-conscious of Gee staring at all of her things. She tried to see it all through Gee’s eyes and felt her cheeks heating up. Gee probably thought she was some wanna-be punk that was trying way too hard to be part of the scene, guitar and all. She probably had been in the scene way longer than Frankie, being a vampire and all, and was silently judging Frankie on her music and decor choices.
“Stop,” Gee said, interrupting Frankie’s shame spiral. “I can hear you overthinking again.” Frankie felt her cheeks heat up. Shit, she thought, it was probably a vampire thing that Gee could read her mind and hear her thinking what a loser she thought she was. Gee smiled knowingly, “Frankie, I can’t read your mind, but sometimes I can hear the background hum of human thoughts if they become too loud.” Frankie wasn’t going to get used to this vampire thing anytime soon.
Gee moved forward to wrap her arms around Frankie’s waist again. “If it’s about your room, I think it’s great. I was going to ask you about where you got all these posters. And maybe,” Gee blushed slightly and paused to try and regain her confidence, “You could play your guitar for me later. I would love to hear you play.” Frankie found herself at a loss of words momentarily and all she could do was nod helplessly. “Great. Now if you’re still up for it, does your offer from earlier still stand?” Gee smiled and moved her hands from Frankie’s waist up to the back of her neck, tangling her fingers in Frankie’s hair.
Frankie forced herself to get the words out and found that her throat was dry. She swallowed loudly in the silent apartment. The click of her throat seemed to echo on the walls. “Sure.” Once the word had left her lips, Gee was on her.
She had Frankie backed up against her bed seemingly in an instant and pressed her lips to Frankie’s. Their first kiss was hungry and gave Frankie the impression that she was about to be devoured. It wasn’t hot because Gee’s lips were still cold on hers, but Frankie was trying her hardest to warm Gee up.
Gee pushed her gently so her back met her mattress and Gee hovered above her with her head on her arm, staring at Frankie. She broke their lips apart for a moment, so she could speak to Frankie again. “It’s like I said earlier. It won’t hurt you, I promise. I just want to make this so good for you, Frankie, baby. Let me make it good for you?” Frankie was helpless to the affectionate pet name and nodded. She had come this far and was now aching to know what it would feel like. She just needed Gee’s mouth on her again, and she didn’t care what it took. Gee got on the bed herself and pulled Frankie into her lap. Frankie forced herself to close her eyes so she wouldn’t see the moment of impact. She didn't have a problem seeing blood, but she didn't want to risk it. Just wanted to feel Gee's mouth on her.
Gee positioned herself over Frankie’s neck like last time and finally sunk her teeth into the tattooed skin there. True to her word, it didn’t hurt Frankie at all. It actually felt amazing. It made her moan at the white-hot pleasure now coursing through her body. She felt her back arch, trying to get her neck closer to Gee’s mouth. Gee adjusted her position so that Frankie’s thigh was between her own and rolled her hips slowly against Frankie’s leg.
Frankie felt Gee’s moan vibrate against her skin at the action and could smell the coppery smell of her blood in the air. Frankie felt like she probably should’ve been turned off by this, but it only increased the size of the wet spot on her underwear. Frankie started to lift her hips involuntarily, desperate for friction, but Gee’s hand flew down and held her in place, all while she continued to drain from Frankie’s neck and rutted against Frankie’s thigh. It made Frankie feel dirty in the best possible way for Gee to use her like this, for her own pleasure and hunger. The thought of this only turned her on further and she continued to angle her leg between Gee’s thighs.
Just as Frankie was starting to feel dizzy with her arousal and probable blood loss, she felt Gee pull away and swallow hard with her last drink. A trickle of blood started to drip down from the punctures, and Gee licked a stripe up Frankie’s neck, sealing the wound and cleaning up her work. Gee lifted her head to look down at Frankie and the shorter woman found herself mesmerized.
She looked so beautiful with her pale skin that seemed to glow in the light of the moon and street lights outside. Her mouth was slightly parted and the inside was stained slightly red with Frankie’s blood. Gee’s pupils were blown so wide that there was only a thin sliver of color around them. Frankie’s head swam thinking about how she had done this to Gee.
Gee had a drop of Frankie’s blood spilling down her bottom lip and looked absolutely debauched, even though they had barely put their hands on each other yet. Frankie reached up and wiped the drop of blood up and put her finger in her mouth, trying to taste what Gee had thought was so delicious. It just tasted like pennies to her, but the sight made Gee moan, her mouth dropping open further. Frankie was dying to put her mouth on Gee’s, to taste herself on Gee’s tongue. “Please, Gee,” she pleaded to the other woman.
In an instant, Gee had maneuvered Frankie farther up the bed so her whole body was lying down and Gee was hovering over her, an animalistic glint in her eye. Frankie was panting from the sudden position change and she could feel her chest rising and falling. The tension between the two was now so palpable that Frankie felt like a romance novel heroine. She felt like she had a “quivering bosom” whatever that meant. At this point, Frankie was so ridiculously turned on by Gee draining her, she had to do something to alleviate this feeling.
Frankie reached down to take off her shirt, but Gee’s hands were on hers instantly. “Let me do it, Frankie.” She slowly slid the shirt up and over Frankie’s arms revealing her bralette and more of her tattooed skin. Gee’s eyes darkened at the sight. “You were so good for me. So, so good.” She punctuated her words with kisses down Frankie’s chest. Frankie’s eyes fluttered at the contact of Gee’s lips, but they flew open when Gee reached her destination.
Gee was sucking at Frankie’s nipple through the soft cotton of her bralette. The cold wetness of Gee’s mouth felt amazing compared to the rest of Frankie’s overheated skin. Gee’s hands found her other nipple and rolled it between her fingers. Gee let out a laugh, vibrating through Frankie’s sensitive skin, when Frankie let out another breathy moan. She squirmed under Gee’s weight over her and she could feel the wetness between her legs only growing. She had to get Gee’s hands or mouth on that wetness immediately or she felt like she would explode.
As if Gee could sense her desperation, she let up on Frankie’s nipples and took off her own shirt, and tugged off her impossibly tight pants, revealing a sensible pair of black briefs and confirming Frankie’s earlier suspicions that she was not, in fact, wearing a bra under her white tank top.
Frankie was greeted by the sight of Gee’s beautiful pale skin. She reached up both hands to cup Gee’s tits. Frankie had wondered all night what they would feel like in her hands and they were just as soft as she had expected. She started playing with Gee’s nipples between her fingers, just as she had done for Frankie moments earlier. Frankie found herself marveling at the other girl’s reactions, whining at her touch and squeezing her eyes shut, desperate for Frankie’s touch.
Gee’s mouth fell open, “Oh my god, sugar.” Gee ground her hips down onto Frankie’s, seeking more friction. When she was only rewarded with the rough grind of Frankie’s skirt onto her most sensitive parts, Gee seemed to come back down into her body and remember what she had originally set out to do, a smile appearing on her face once more.
Frankie had barely blinked when she looked down to realize that now her skirt and bralette had been tugged off, now just leaving Gee staring down at her underwear. Above the waistband was Frankie’s tattoo of the two sparrows. Gee ducked her head down and mouthed over the ink that had Frankie tipping her head back and groaning softly.
Eventually, Gee’s head moved even lower and she had a finger crooked in the waistband of Frankie’s underwear. She looked up into Frankie’s eyes questioningly. Frankie nodded. She needed Gee on her, like, yesterday. Gee’s smile grew impossibly larger and tugged Frankie’s underwear down, leaving a trail of small kisses in her wake, up and down her thighs. Frankie barely had a moment to think about how embarrassed she was that she hadn’t shaved, before Gee had a finger on her, trailing over her entrance slowly. “Look at how wet you are for me, babe, and I hadn’t even touched you yet.” The sight of Gee between her legs with her tousled dark hair and hungry eyes was too much for her, and Frankie had to throw an arm over her eyes or she was going to cum faster than she wanted to.
Gee wasn’t having any of that. She reached up to remove Frankie’s arm, pinning her wrist down to her side. “Look at me, Frankie.” Frankie found herself unable to look away, unsure if it was another vampire power or if she was just that desperate to please Gee. “I want you to watch me while I take you apart.” Frankie felt her breath hitch in her throat.
That was all the warning Frankie got before Gee disappeared between her legs and was on her. She was licking and sucking at Frankie’s clit while she had one finger circling her entrance. Frankie’s hands gripped the sheets and she gritted her teeth, as heat pooled in her belly.
She tried to lie back farther in the pile of pillows near the head of her bed to shield herself from Gee’s unending gaze that was already sending her so close to the edge. Suddenly, the wet mouth between her legs disappeared and a hand tugged at Frankie’s hair. Frankie let out a moan at the rough contact. Gee had appeared above her face and her dark hair was hanging down in Frankie’s eyes. Her mouth was shining with the wetness from between Frankie’s legs. The sight made Frankie shudder.
Gee spoke up finally, “You want to be good for me right, baby?” Frankie felt herself nod without even thinking. Of course she wanted to be good. She wanted to be good for Gee. All that was on her mind was getting off and being Gee’s. It was as if all of the air in the room had been sucked out while she waited for Gee to respond. “Then keep looking at me,” Gee practically growled as she let go of Frankie’s hair and sunk back down between her legs.
Gee continued sucking on Frankie’s clit, but she had inserted another finger and had them both buried deep inside her, crooking up into that place that Frankie could never reach when she did this on her own. Gee spoke against Frankie’s skin, “You’re so tight for me, Frankie.” Frankie made sure to look down at Gee, keeping her eyes on her in hopes of earning another compliment. She was quickly rewarded by the other woman, “You’re doing so good keeping your eyes on me.”
Frankie felt another moan rip through her and her hips bucked up at the praise. Gee’s other hand flew to her thigh, holding her down so hard she felt like it was going to bruise later. The heat only grew in her stomach as Frankie felt her orgasm quickly approaching. At this point, Frankie was babbling about how good it all felt, but she couldn’t seem to get all the words out, and instead, just broken moans escaped her mouth. She could feel Gee smile against her clit, knowing that she had Frankie spread out before her, not even capable of complete sentences anymore.
Gee kept sliding her fingers in and out of Frankie so quickly it made her head spin, but it was when Gee did something with her tongue over her clit that she finally tipped over the edge. She couldn’t even moan when it finally came, her mouth just fell open silently in an “oh” shape and her eyelids fluttered. She felt her insides clench down hard on Gee’s fingers. Frankie gripped the sheets tighter and kept her eyes dutifully on Gee as she fell apart, trembling in the other woman’s grip. Gee fucked Frankie with her fingers through her orgasm until her breath finally started to even out and her hands relaxed in the sheets.
Frankie let out a sigh of relief when Gee’s fingers left her, finding her touch too overstimulating now, but she couldn’t help feeling weirdly empty without them inside her. Gee pulled them out to look at them glistening in the low light of Frankie’s bedroom. Frankie held her mouth open and took them in, swirling her tongue around them.
Gee watched her with fascination, just as she had done earlier before when Frankie had tasted her own blood. Gee’s eyes darkened and pulled her fingers out of Frankie’s mouth, now spit-slick. Frankie sharply inhaled when she felt those same fingers circling her clit, forgetting about Gee’s superhuman speed.
Frankie shook her head and felt herself shaking against the mattress. Gee’s fingers were overstimulating on her clit and she forced her legs shut on instinct to the borderline painful touch of Gee’s fingers. “Don’t know- don’t know if I can take another.” Gee shushed her and placed a hand on her thigh.
Gee’s voice was soft when she spoke, “Yes, you can. You were so good that first time, sugar. You looked so beautiful falling apart under me.” Gee paused and smiled slightly. “You want to be so good for me right?” Frankie nodded, trying to keep her eyes open when she felt Gee opening her legs. “Then let me give this to you. I promise it will feel so good.” Frankie nodded again. She trusted Gee to make her second orgasm just as pleasurable as the first, and she wanted to be Gee’s good girl more than anything else. This was the only thought on her mind as Gee slipped her fingers inside of her again.
This time the drag of her fingers in and out of her was slower than before, despite how wet Frankie was from her first orgasm already. Gee watched Frankie’s face change from the pain of overstimulation and back to pure pleasure, and then she leaned down to kiss Frankie. Gee’s cold mouth was once again startling against her overheated lips.
Frankie reached down Gee’s body to get to her clit to make it good for Gee too, but her hand was batted away. “This is all about you right now, Frankie. Don’t need to worry about me.” Gee laughed to herself and slipped her head further down Frankie’s body. She was kissing her thighs, muttering, “So good, so good” onto Frankie’s skin, her teeth (fangs? Frankie wasn’t sure and couldn’t think very clearly at this point in time) scraped the sensitive skin on the inside of her legs. This sudden contact had Frankie’s back arching off the mattress and moaning loudly in the quiet of her room. She didn’t think she was going to last very long this second time.
Gee finally reached the space between her legs with her mouth, but instead of attaching to Frankie’s clit, as she had before, she moved her mouth to where her two fingers sat inside of her. She licked the opening once, twice, and then shoved her tongue beside her fingers, licking in and out, in time with the movements of her fingers. At this sudden addition, Frankie found herself fighting to keep her eyes open, the heat pooling inside of her suddenly too much. She tangled her fingers into Gee’s stringy black hair, pulling slightly on it. This elicited a moan from the other girl which vibrated through Frankie’s body, which had Frankie’s hips twitching. Her voice sounded wrecked when she spoke, “Gee, I- I’m so close.”
Gee didn’t slow down with her fingers, but she pulled back with her mouth to make eye contact with Frankie. She whispered, “Doing so good for me, sugar. Gonna make it so good for you.” She put her tongue back inside and continued to moan against Frankie’s entrance like she had before, and eventually, this is what sent Frankie over the edge of her second orgasm of the night. Gee lifted her mouth again to tell her, “Keep your eyes on me, Frankie. Wanna see you fall apart.” Frankie did her best to keep her eyes open, but it became difficult when her vision started to blur at the edges.
Gee continued to fuck her through the aftershocks, and when Frankie finally stopped clenching down on her fingers, she pulled out completely. Gee moved up towards Frankie now, the whole lower half of her face glistening with the evidence of Frankie’s second orgasm. She lowered her mouth down to meet their lips, but Frankie took the opportunity to lick the other girl clean. Gee giggled at her efforts and pulled away smiling down at the other girl beneath her. Gee leaned down again to kiss her properly this time, but Frankie didn’t really have the energy to meet the passion of Gee’s kiss, her brain still foggy from both orgasms.
Gee pulled back and ducked her head against her chest, now suddenly shy after everything they had done. “So that was, uh, good for you right?” Gee’s voice was unsteady and she had lost all of her earlier dominance.
Frankie scoffed and intertwined Gee’s fingers with her own before speaking, “Gee, I can honestly say that was probably the best sex I’ve ever had. Sweetie, you’ve fucked me practically brainless.” Gee giggled, and Frankie continued, wanting to make her understand, “You’ve got nothing to worry about. Now, let me get you off, please,” she said as she reached a hand down to Gee’s underwear. The other girl was already soaking wet and the thought that it was all for Frankie made her mouth water.
Gee shook her head. “Maybe later. I, uh, may have already gotten off earlier against your thigh when I was, uh, well…” Gee trailed off here, seemingly too embarrassed to finish the thought.
Frankie laughed. “You got off drinking my blood?” She shoved Gee’s shoulder playfully. “You’re into some kinky stuff, Gee.”
Gee flushed slightly, but she rolled her eyes at Frankie’s teasing. “Shut up, Frankie. You sure didn’t seem to mind it when I had my mouth on your neck.” Frankie didn’t have a rebuttal for that. It was true and she would do it again in a heartbeat. “Anyway, just let me rest and I’ll be up for round two in no time.” Gee dropped down so she was beside Frankie and cuddled up into the other girl so her head rested just under Frankie’s chin.
As much as Frankie wanted to stay this way with Gee, the wetness between her legs was uncomfortably drying and she wouldn’t be able to sleep this way. Gee, seeming to sense Frankie’s discomfort, lifted her head and spoke up, “Let me help you clean up. You need to rest after everything.” She hovered a hand over the rapidly healing punctures on Frankie’s neck. “Which way is the bathroom?”
“Down the hall and to the right. You can use the towel hanging on the bar outside the shower.”
Gee nodded and got off the bed, stretching slightly as Frankie's eyes met all those miles of pale skin. Gee smirked when she saw Frankie staring. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” she teased. Frankie noted how Gee wasn’t using her vampiric superspeed at that moment.
Frankie took the opportunity now that she had a break from Gee’s presence to check her phone to see how Rae had fared that night. On the screen, a text from Rae ten minutes ago was flashing at her. She unlocked her phone to read it. It said, ‘The girl I hooked up with? You’ll never guess what she is! Your 'Team Edward' ass is going to just DIE when I tell you!! Just wait till I get back to the apartment.’ Frankie laughed to herself and felt inclined to agree with Rae, and realized that her suspicions were finally confirmed about the other woman Rae had left the club with. As Frankie watched Gee walk back into the room, all smooth skin and toothy smile, she thought of all the amazing things that had happened tonight that she was going to get to fill Rae in on tomorrow when she came back.