Two Vamps and a Dark Elf

A/N: I would just like to say that these are my characters and I\'d appreciate it if you left them alone. This is my first posting of anything I\'ve written, so any helpful advice would be also be appreciated. On a side note, there is actually no plot here, thought it does seem that way in the beginning. Read on!

She was where she usually was when ever she was at the tavern, sitting on the roof with her bottle of mixed ale and whiskey. Her eyes were already glazed, the mixture just potent enough to get her drunk without causing her to throw up all over the place and stagger around. Not like she was doing much walking, anyway. A tilt of her head to the side brought the view into a whole new perspective, and she grinned.

Nikara was standing behind Zel on the roof, a few feet away so as not to invade her personal space. And lord, she did have a big personal space bubble. His throat was cleared with a small cough, and he stepped forward, sitting down beside her. His time of waiting for her to notice him was long gone.

“Hello, Zeltin. What events find you up here again? It\'s been such a long time...”

She turned toward him with a start, having been so wrapped up in her own thoughts she hadn\'t even heard him approach. A lop-sided grin was sent his way, though it didn\'t exactly reach her eyes.

\"I\'m just...I dunno. Thinking, I guess. Life has gotten kind of strange, y\'know?\" Words were slightly slurred, and she took another sip from her bottle.

”Ah, yes, I do believe I understand the feeling. Tell me, though, how is life getting strange? What makes it any different from how it used to be?” His arm went around her shoulders, black trench sheltering her from the biting cold of the wind whipping past them. His hair was tussled, but he paid it no mind, black eyes with their red pupils focused on his former student.

\"It\'s just....I feel like I\'m slipping away from everyone here, and no one cares. I miss Syth, I miss Chris. I\'ve never once had a relationship that actually lasted...\" She sniffed, snuggling in against his warmth, bottle of alcohol clutched to her chest. \"Except for you, I mean, but I don\'t think that counts...\"

“Why doesn\'t it?” His pace quickened as she snuggled in against him. She had no idea what she was doing to him, innocent though she wasn\'t. His head lowered onto hers, pulling her fully into his lap with both arms wrapping around her stomach, hand clasped together. What? He was just trying to keep her warm! “I\'m the only one that hasn\'t left you, the only one that cares...Even after I got what I wanted from you...” Head moved slightly, cheek pressed against hers, the words whispered into her ear.

Gooseflesh prickled over her skin as he whispered into her ear, body pressing back against him and head turning slightly away from his. Her neck was arched, tender flesh exposed. He was right, and she knew it. White hair was flipped out of her face.

\"I know...\" This was hardly whispered. \"I regret having ever looked past you. What can I do to make it all better?\"

“Don\'t scream.”

She was goading him, and he knew it, but he bought into that bait like a hungry fish in the sea. He covered her neck with his mouth, pointed tongue slipping from between his lips to lick along her ebony flesh. His eyes closed momentarily, nostrils flaring as he inhaled her scent. He could almost taste the blood pumping beneath that thin layer of skin over the jugular...Fangs extended past curled-back lips, exposed in full for what he was. Not that she hadn\'t known. A tender kiss was placed away from that jugular vein, and the skin was punctured with his pointy canines.

\"Ah!\" More of a gasp of surprise than anything else, though there was a fleeting feeling of pain as he sunk his fangs into her neck. She didn\'t scream, hands clenching at the fabric covering his legs and eyes squeezing shut. There had once been a time when she’d have detested this and fought against it, but those times were long gone.

Yes, yes...This was what he\'d been waiting for all those long years as her mentor...He was finally able to drink his fill. Fangs were withdrawn from the small wounds he\'d created, mouth clamped back over them and suction applied. His saliva would keep the blood from coagulating as he fed, allowing him to enjoy the feast. The hands that had been previously clasped in front of her would start to come to life, one snaking its way up her body as the other moved down. It was her reward for having been such a good girl for him.

The knuckles of her hands were turning white, so hard was she clutching that piece of fabric between them. It didn\'t hurt anymore, no, but all her instincts were telling her to run, and she wanted him to be able to enjoy her as he saw fit. As his hands started to move her body trembled in anticipation, knowing that feeding could be quite a sexual thing for vampires.

His lips continued to move over her flesh as he fed, never going far from the two holes which he\'d created, but managing to caress her neck all the same. The hand moving south trailed down the outside of her thigh to her knee, coming back around inside and back up her thigh. His movements with that hand were slow; building up the anticipation that he was certain she was feeling. The other hand moved up from her flat stomach, long, slender fingers trailing along the undersides of her breasts.

Oh gods...She was certain she\'d come apart in his hands if he kept this up, body responding as it was. Her breath came in shorter gasps than it had before, nipples pebbling though he\'d not yet touched them. Her thighs parted for him, enough for him to fit his whole hand between her legs if he so chose. Body shifted without moving, allowing him access to wherever he wanted to go. Her hands unclenched and went behind him, out of his way.

Nikara could not help but smirk at her completely wanton actions, though he wasn\'t surprised in the least. She was a sexual creature, had more partners than he had teeth, and vampires always brought it out in people. His feeding did not slow in the least as his hands continued to move. Fingers trailed over her stiff nipples now, pinching, squeezing, and rolling the little buds between thumb and forefinger of first one breast and then the other. His other hand dipped beneath the waistline of her clingy black pants, no panties to be found to bar his way towards her carnal treasures. Whole hand cupping her mound, he stopped where he was, teasing her.

\"Ohhh...\" Her body arched into his touch, though her neck remained where it was between his lips, nerves on fire with just his simplest of touches. He would find her wet and ready for his penetration, hair clipped just long enough to not be considered stubby, though it was gone all together around the lips of her cunt.

Her scent of arousal reached him on a current of air, nostrils flaring once more as he took it in. Oh, yes, he loved this. Hands continued their manipulation of her body, squeezing her breasts and nipples and delighting in all the sounds she made. One finger dipped into her hot, wet core, coating itself in her juices as he drew his hand back and took it to her lips. His own were drawn from her skin just long enough to whisper his order.

“Taste yourself, Zel; see what keeps the men coming back for seconds and thirds...”

Her body was as taught as a bowstring when that one finger dipped inside of her, groaning at the loss as he moved his hand away. She shivered at the feel of his tongue over the tips of her ears, whispering for her to taste herself. The finger poised before her lips would be sucked into her mouth, tongue licking away all that coated that single digit. She applied her own light suction to that finger, promises of what were yet to come.

Stiff already, he grew harder still as she sucked his finger clean, withdrawing it from her mouth to place it back below her pants. He slid his finger back inside her, curling it upwards to hit that G spot he knew would make her go wild. Another finger entered, and then a third, all coated in her juices and slowly sliding in and out, never moving faster than a crawl. His thumb, slick from the work his fingers were doing, moved up along her slit to that raging ball of nerves, and he slowly started to stroke it.

\"Oh, Nikara...\" She was positively writhing with the pleasure he brought her from just his fingers, body arching up once more and pelvis longing to grind against his hand. Weak from blood loss, she could do naught but pant, moan, and pray he did not take her to the edge only to let her linger there. \"Oh please...\"

The hand caressing her breasts stopped its ministrations for a moment, and with a snapping of fingers a carbon copy of himself appeared kneeling between her legs. All the while he did not stop sucking at her neck and fingers thrusting into her, but he knew that this second man would drive her wild. The Nikara copy placed his hands on either side of Zel\'s hips, slowly starting to remove her pants from her body. He lifted her up so as not to have to rip, glad for the fact she wore no shoes to hamper his movements. Pants were tossed to the side and she was displayed for him, a snap of his fingers ridding her of both shirt and bra. Hands placed between her knees he lifted her body once more, placing her legs around either shoulder and scooting forward on his knees to lick along her pussy, sucking her clit into his mouth, face already coated.

\"Oh!\" Where had this second man come from? Eyes were peeled open just a crack to see another Nikara, and without second thought closed again. She knew his magic was strong enough to create a whole army of himself if he so chose, and doing so not came as no great surprise. There was nothing more erotic, in her mind, than being suspended naked in the air between two fully clothed vampires, both of which were eating her, though in completely different ways.

The real Nikara was slowly drawing his feeding to a close, though he\'d wait long enough for her to orgasm before actually stopping. The blood he\'d get then was just so much more fulfilling. His hands were under her back, holding her aloft, up on his knees now to maintain access to her neck. The Nikara copy\'s hands were both under her ass, one finger that had been dipped inside her cunt and lubed up slowly thrust into that puckered hole of hers. He still went at it with his tongue, swirling it inside of her as his teeth lightly grazed her nub, member stiff as a rock from her moans and cries of delight.

She was so close now, she could feel it. Body was starting to move of its own accord despite the loss of blood, muscles starting to clench. With a strangled cry she came, juices exploding from her pussy and onto his face, thighs reflexively clamping together to hold him there. A sheen of perspiration covered her body, and she couldn\'t even move, so hard was her orgasm. A moment passed and she went limp between the two, seeing stars.

Carbon Copy Nikara lapped up the juices she exerted, the finger inside her anus still moving until she rode out her orgasm. He locked eyes with his real self over her limp body, licking his lips to remove whatever secretions he had missed the first time. The two shared a nod, and the real Nikara removed his lips from the two puncture wounds in Zel\'s neck, slowly flipping her over in the air and lowering her face onto his lap. A snap of his fingers and their clothes were discarded, erections now in plain view. Carbon Copy placed Zel on her hands and knees, hand running over her backside before he thrust into her tight, wet, pussy, starting to fuck her. Nikara shifted under her on the ground, positioning himself before her lips so she\'d take the hint and suck him off. He was now under where Carbon Copy was fucking her from behind, and the bottle Zel had previously been drinking out of was found in his hands. A grin spread over his lips as another snap of his fingers lubed up the neck of the bottle, and this he thrust into Carbon Copy\'s ass.

She was moaning and screaming this time as she was being fucked, second orgasm already approaching. She took Nikara\'s cock into her mouth and started to suck him off, head bobbing and hands lighting toying with his testicles. Her teeth were kept out of the way during her blowjob, lips curled over them so as not to harm Nikara. The muscles in her throat relaxed as she deep-throated him, not even gagging as she took all eight inches up to the hilt. Those same muscles started to clench around him as she bobbed her head back up, taking him completely from her mouth and licking the head of his prick. She was soon back to bobbing her head over him, moaning around his flesh as she was fucked.

The two vampires were close to climax, their actions speeding up as they approached the peak. Zel was fucked harder and harder, Nikara\'s hips rocking upwards and into his mouth, both of them moaning. The bottle kept up the pace with the two vampires, until finally they came together, dragging Zel over the peak with them.

As Nikara came in her mouth she lapped all of it up, swallowing his cum and licking him clean. The same attention was applied to Carbon Copy as soon as he pulled out of her, sucked clean until he disappeared with a snapping of Nikara\'s fingers. Zel smiled at the vampire and snuggled up next to him on the roof, a blanket appearing with another snap and shielding them from the elements.

\"I think we\'ll have to do this again some time,\" was all that was said.