The Dose II (+17)

"I hate you for destroying the place I once called home... but every time I remember the taste of your blood, I..."

In her moments of lucidity, Shaltear desperately wanted a reason to justify betraying Ains Ooal Gown; she had to do so to get my blood. But if she did it without a good reason, there would be only endless guilt and grief awaiting her, one that would forever make her unable to enjoy that blood. 

I sighed and looked at this petite vampire. It wouldn't be accurate to call her a good person; she was a monster capable of devouring endless humans, but still a loyal monster to her creators nonetheless.

I respected her quite a bit for that, just as I did with Albedo and all those monsters of Nazarick. I still resented not being able to summon Cocytus.

I am not a vampire myself, so I can't tell if my blood is tasty or not, but just going by the amount of 'nutrients' that my semen has, that makes my girls go crazy for it... I can imagine how tasty my blood is for this vampire.

And yet she can still fight her consciousness out of this deal. I had the perfect reason for her to join me, but somehow, corrupting that resolve felt amusing to me.

I guess deep inside, some screw has started to loosen up. Although I respected her resolve to stay loyal to her creators. Deep inside, I frowned.

'How dare she reject me?'.

I sliced my finger and blood splurted on the mirror, world and onto the table, staining it all over in red blood with a golden hue, aura so strong that it could twist this very world, that's how strong just my blood was.

!!!

I heard her heart palpitate strongly like sonic booms the moment she smelled my blood. It erased the frown and brought a smile to my face.

'How dare you reject me, when you can't even keep it together at the smell of my blood?~'.

Her first reaction was to shoot me a vicious glare of blame.

'Sweetheart, of course, I know you will no longer be able to think rationally, that's the plan' I thought and watched as her body began to shake, the eyes that were focused on me for a mere moment were now deadlocked into my bleeding finger... she looked like she wanted to lunge at any moment.

"Isn't this what you want, Shaltear? I already gave you a taste before... did you miss it?".

"..."

Shaltear's hand shook, and the cup of tea fell on the floor, shattering.

"What's wrong? You don't want it?".

"I'm a noble vampiress... I-It doesn't matter how tasty or how beneficial your blood is; I-I won't lose my decorum!".

Even when she said that, her face looked like it was about to explode from the fluster. It wasn't a shy blush or a lovestruck blush. It was the fucking blush of someone who was holding back with all their might. Someone who was boisterous on the front, but when push comes to shove, she will fall. 

"Stop being stubborn when I'm serving it to you on a platter".

She didn't know when I appeared in front of her, but I stuck my sliced finger into her mouth, and her mind exploded. Straight away, she did something that shocked me when her mind let out all restraint.

She took a bite and chewed my finger, it sounded like metal scratching metal.

"Ahn! So good, so tasty!" She moaned in bliss and munched that finger like it was tofu. 

"..."

I looked at my bleeding hand, as she munched and munched... this dang vampire is eating me right now? "The fuck... how sharp are those teeth?"

She chewed and chewed my finger, I pulled, and she didn't let go. By the time I managed to pull away, my finger no longer looked like a finger. I even smelled a lewd, sweet scent emanating from her and didn't even need to check too much to know what it was. 

After she was done, she looked at me longingly, more like she was looking at my hand, where my finger had already regenerated in a golden mist.

The rationality from before? Gone.

"Are you off your head? I said you could have blood, not the whole finger!"

"B-But... you're a god, so losing a finger is not too much for you, right? It already regenerated," She pointed out the obvious, still flaring up my outrage.

'Bitch, what?!'

Before I knew she was crawling up on me, she pushed me back to my chair and opened my robes while panting. 

"Weren't you going to sate my urges? You wanted me enthralled with your blood? Well, here I am, you have got me now!" She jumped me with a psychotic look unbecoming of the regal vampire three minutes ago. 

"Wait! Weren't you going to restrain yourself?".

"Not anymore!".

"What about Nazarick–"

"Fuck Nazarick".

Yeah, she's gone.

...

I allowed Shaltear to have as much blood as she wanted, I had the urge to check up my inexistent handwatch because I don't know how long she's been sucking my wrist for but I have things to do. Shaltear did so rather lustfully, licking with her tongue and even taking my hand and kissing it. 

Only after she was sated did she let go. 

"Are you satisfied?"

"I am not".

'You aren't?! After drinking gallons!?' I cursed inwardly, wondering how she could even drink that much blood and still look petite. What is this? An anime manga?

"But I am afraid if I continue..." She drifted.

"You will get addicted?".

"I am already addicted, I don't want to get used to the taste, and therefore it loses its splendour" She huffed a mouthful and cleaned her mouth and my wrist with a handkerchief... her rational self had returned, but she could no longer take back what she did. 

"What makes you think you will taste this again?" I asked with a smirk.

Shaltear evaded my gaze, knelt in front of me while holding my hand as if it were a treasure. 

"If I belong to you... isn't that natural?".

"..."

I sighed, successfully brainwashing a thousand-ish year old vampire into submission felt rather... vindicating.

"You are mine from now on, Shaltear".

"..." She nodded lightly, as if reluctant to accept her defeat, "I can't live without this blood any longer. Hmph, it is not you who I love, it is your blood–"

"Call me master~" I smirked further, admittedly a bit evily... I don't give a fuck who you love... it is a part of me. I am sure Haku also loves my dick more than me, but guess what? It is attached to me.

She refused, and so I removed my hand, "No more blood for you then–"

"I-I will, m-master... please" She yanked my hand back with a pleading look, and I couldn't help but smile. I guess she is kind of cute in her way. 

"Come".

I sat her on my lap, Shaltear got shy but upon taking her rightful spot on me, her gaze immediately got enthralled on my neck. 

"Don't tell me you want more?".

"W-Well, we vampires know for certain that different parts of the body have different tastes. Some are more delicious than others, some blood contains more vitality. The blood in the neck, particularly, not only is the most voluminous but also the most exquisite," She explained, then her tongue came out... waaaay out, and licked my neck. 

Her tongue was so damn long... that I started to get ideas. 

"... so people are just livestock to vampires?" I asked. 

"Yes, the same way cows have different cuts of meat that are more precious than others due to how tender and unique they are, that is the way we see every single being, including other vampires, although admittedly, human blood is the most exquisite" She licked my neck insistently, "Gods are higher humans, I have had the delight to taste the blood of some during my time in Nazarick. The Supreme Being called them 'Final Bosses', but yours... yours is completely different, so much more intense and filled with flavours, it makes me crazy".

"..."

I felt myself getting hotter and hotter as she begged me for the right to pierce her fangs in my neck, which I accepted, given the circumstances. 

I allowed Shaltear to suck my blood once again, this time from the neck... as she did, her hands started to wander places around my body and I also felt unexpectedly relaxed as she did.

I don't know how or when, but before I knew I was laying down on a bed with Shaltear straddling me, sucking my blood. I felt boundless energy lingering in her body in the form of mana, and yet she wouldn't stop sucking. It was as if she were a never-ending battery. 

I also don't know when... but I clutched her bottom and pressed her against me. Shaltear felt my hard-on and flinched, but rather than stop, she undid two buttons and a zip on her dress, and it all shattered like joint feathers, leaving only in her underwear on top of me. 

I immediately knew when this was taking us; and I wasn't against it... I have been quite pent-up myself, but I want to have just enough pleasure to shake off the tension while also being able to focus on my task once we finish. 

Shaltear did a wonderful job scattering her robes as I removed her sexual lingerie, leaving her only her black bra. There was not much need for pleasantries; I could feel her dripping nethers, she was more than ready, and so was I. 

We were going quite fast with this relationship, and for the sake of my and my dick's livelihood we also better finish this fast before anyone realises what we're doing. 

"W-Wait, Shaltear... I have to check if the Dragon is sleeping".

"... eh? D-Dragon? Sorry, what?".