Bali and Krum
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
939
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Bali and Krum
[Thoughts]
“Speech”
‘Quotes within speech’
As the sun began to set in the small city, creatures of both sides of the war emerged to continue with their nightly lives. In this world there are werewolves (weres) and Vampires. They mainly can be solitary; however, weres and vamps of the like sometimes cluster together in clans and covens. They become family this way. There is also an understanding amongst the weres and vamps. In fact in this very city there are social functions and gathers made just for weres. And vamps are hunted down for there need to the red essence that flowers through the veins of human life. Everything is at a peace that is tolerable. But of course they do fight. Why not? One side believes they are superior to the other. And they other side’s motto is simply this; ‘join us or die with the rest.’
But the moon has risen. Keep looking through the neighborhoods to have your eyes fall upon a beautiful Victorian manor known and the Lotus Mansion by the sign that greets you and the streets end. No one dares to enter the manor uninvited, why the poor fellow who stumbles into this house will indeed receive a fate worst that death.
The sound of water filled the bathroom as Krum turned on the faucet and washed the sleep away from his eyes. With his vision cleared he looked into his crystalline blue eyes and began his daily skin regimen.
He laughs to himself. [If Cloudius only knew what I do in the morning. He would definitely say it was quite feminine.] Krum had learned to take of his acne and boil prone skin. Every morning there would be the scrubbing of his skin, acid would be applied, and then he would be bathed in lotions and creams. Usually a female would help him with this, but she hasn’t awoken yet.
He gazed into the mirror towards the reflection of a dark skinned female lying in his bed. She had flame red hair that was covering her face and quite a shapely figure. Her hips stood out most from the deep brown comforter covering the lower half of her body. [Damn, Bali has really changed me. But, I have to say it was for the better.] He smiled as he brushed his long golden blond locks out of his hair and turned around as the blankets shifted.
Bali slowly rose from the bed to a sitting position and looked around at her surroundings. As she got in a quick yawn and stretch, Bali rose from the bed and walked into the bathroom wearing nothing with a black g-string with a blood red jewel on the back band. Her D-cup breasts bounced slightly in step as she moved her flame colored tresses behind her. On her arms and legs one could see the henna tattoos of flowers and tribal markings. Also, if one could inspect carefully, you would see the black lotus flower tattooed to her left shoulder blade and, slightly above it, the bite mark that turned her in the beginning. As she approached the shower, Bali gazed over her shoulder to the starting blond Krum and softly stated, “Take a picture, it will last longer.” And with that, she slipped into the shower.
Krum laughs as he finishes his overall evaluation of his appearance, he takes note of his athletic build and how they had to get a bigger mirror since he stands at 6’7”. He scratches his stomach and felt the muscles ripped and move underneath his touch. His overall build reminds you of an African warrior of the times of shaka Zulu. But in fact he’s not African, but Russian. As Krum looks around at his lavishly redecorated bathroom, which was fussed over by Bali for a month straight, he wonders if the redecoration project is finally over. He carefully slips into the shower behind Bali and brushes against her bottom with his crotch.
“Are we done with the redecoration of the nest? I’m getting sick of humans coming in and out of here during all times of the day.” Krum softly spoke as he took the cloth for his consort and rubbed it against her breast, thoroughly cleaning it. “Have your breast gotten bigger? It seems that they grew since last week.”
“Hmm… The war room needs new carpeting and the nursery needs to be painted and furnished.” Bali replied as she snatched back the cloths and started to wash him.
“Fine, but why on earth do we need a nursery? Is there some type of sex you want to try in there?”
Bali stood there and playfully smacked his left arm and giggled. “Why on earth would we need another room to try new things?” And with that last thought, she left the shower and the bathroom all together to dress and head downstairs. Krum looked at the curtain where Bali left and pondered what she said. [Why on earth would we need a nursery? It can’t be that. I doubt if that’s even possible after her turning.] And with that Krum left the shower to get dress and head down for breakfast
Within the vast Victorian mansion, by which Bali personally picked out, was a lavish kitchen with various foods and drinks and a refrigerated miniature blood bank. Actually, the mansion itself was a wonderful place that many would definitely covet. The Black Lotus clan was quite surprised that not only Krum, their leader, would allow his pet to choose a place for them to roost, but also be able to find such a wondrous location in the middle of the downtown in the city.
Centauri was downstairs making pancakes for Bali. [Funny, normal vampires just want blood mixed into their food. She’s the only vampire I know that doesn’t need blood to sustain herself.] Bali walked down the stairs leading to the kitchen and noticed her comrade in thought.
“Centauri, good morning. I hoped you slept well? What troubles you?” Bali asked with high spirits. Centauri was a little shocked at the greeting and nodded in reply.
“You unfortunately. Why is it you’re a day walker? Why can Krum walk in the light while we wait until dark? Why is it that you’re his favorite and we’re not….. Oops” Centauri spoke. She just realized that she spoke of her jealousy so callously.
“Ha ha ha,” Bali laughs, “I understand your notions and at times I wonder myself. Let me answer it this way. First of all, Krum and I have a bond between us that is unlike a sire and his victim. It is because when my blood flows through his veins, he is reborn as what some of your kind consider being a no life king. You know, like Alucard Hellsing in London. And, I was never human to begin with. Thanks for the pancakes” And with that, Bali took her plate and walked into the grand dining hall.
[Not human?] Centauri thought. Meanwhile Defiler, Duiduli, Ivonne, Kayla, and Yoherz, were in one of the empty ballrooms play fighting and causing a lot of noise for a rather stoic vampire. Cloudius strutted into the ballroom and made quick work of defeating the lower level vampires.
“Can you guys keep it down? I’m trying to figure out if we can get this were and vanquish him.”
“Awww Cloudy you suck.” Yoherz whined. He hated being bossed around by Cloudius. Cloudius has always thrown around his higher leveled ass around the others. He had always been an ass when everyone discovered that he indeed was stronger than Krum. Everyone (except Krum) thought he would challenge for the leader. “We were just playing. Bali wouldn’t have mind”
“Well Bali isn’t here.” Cloudius stated with a death glare as he advanced on Yoherz. The others ran as Cloudius began to beat Yoherz into a bloodied pulp. Bali heard the noise and ran to help the youngling. “Back off!” Cloudius yelled as he threw Bali to the side, not realizing who she was.
“Enough!” Krum shouts as he walked into the room with great calm. He walked over to (with Cloudius great shock) Bali, and checked for any wounds. “Are you alright love?”
Bali rose, holding her stomach in her hands with great worry. Everyone watches with fascination as her eyes closed and she concentrated for a moment. After that she looked to Krum and smiled softly, “We’re fine” And she left.
Krum shook the confusion from his head to glare at Cloudius. “You know good and well the rules of this house. And disregarding Bali in such a way is quite careless because of her hearing. And,” Krum’s eyes widen to twice their size, “She’s pregnant.”
“What?” All the others yelled. They couldn’t believe such a notion.
“Ha! How on earth did she get pregnant? I thought you said because of the abnormal bonding it was impossible?” Cloudius spoke.
“Well, maybe because she isn’t fully a vampire. She was a neko when she was turned. And a very special one at that. She was immortal when I met her.” And with that Krum left out the room to look after Bali, leaving everyone speechless.
[Now to find that little kitty of mine] Krum thought as he left the house, knowing Bali always had an escaping personality. Bali loved to go out and volunteer at a various places and businesses. He didn’t mind since it would give him greater allies than most vampires.
“Speech”
‘Quotes within speech’
As the sun began to set in the small city, creatures of both sides of the war emerged to continue with their nightly lives. In this world there are werewolves (weres) and Vampires. They mainly can be solitary; however, weres and vamps of the like sometimes cluster together in clans and covens. They become family this way. There is also an understanding amongst the weres and vamps. In fact in this very city there are social functions and gathers made just for weres. And vamps are hunted down for there need to the red essence that flowers through the veins of human life. Everything is at a peace that is tolerable. But of course they do fight. Why not? One side believes they are superior to the other. And they other side’s motto is simply this; ‘join us or die with the rest.’
But the moon has risen. Keep looking through the neighborhoods to have your eyes fall upon a beautiful Victorian manor known and the Lotus Mansion by the sign that greets you and the streets end. No one dares to enter the manor uninvited, why the poor fellow who stumbles into this house will indeed receive a fate worst that death.
The sound of water filled the bathroom as Krum turned on the faucet and washed the sleep away from his eyes. With his vision cleared he looked into his crystalline blue eyes and began his daily skin regimen.
He laughs to himself. [If Cloudius only knew what I do in the morning. He would definitely say it was quite feminine.] Krum had learned to take of his acne and boil prone skin. Every morning there would be the scrubbing of his skin, acid would be applied, and then he would be bathed in lotions and creams. Usually a female would help him with this, but she hasn’t awoken yet.
He gazed into the mirror towards the reflection of a dark skinned female lying in his bed. She had flame red hair that was covering her face and quite a shapely figure. Her hips stood out most from the deep brown comforter covering the lower half of her body. [Damn, Bali has really changed me. But, I have to say it was for the better.] He smiled as he brushed his long golden blond locks out of his hair and turned around as the blankets shifted.
Bali slowly rose from the bed to a sitting position and looked around at her surroundings. As she got in a quick yawn and stretch, Bali rose from the bed and walked into the bathroom wearing nothing with a black g-string with a blood red jewel on the back band. Her D-cup breasts bounced slightly in step as she moved her flame colored tresses behind her. On her arms and legs one could see the henna tattoos of flowers and tribal markings. Also, if one could inspect carefully, you would see the black lotus flower tattooed to her left shoulder blade and, slightly above it, the bite mark that turned her in the beginning. As she approached the shower, Bali gazed over her shoulder to the starting blond Krum and softly stated, “Take a picture, it will last longer.” And with that, she slipped into the shower.
Krum laughs as he finishes his overall evaluation of his appearance, he takes note of his athletic build and how they had to get a bigger mirror since he stands at 6’7”. He scratches his stomach and felt the muscles ripped and move underneath his touch. His overall build reminds you of an African warrior of the times of shaka Zulu. But in fact he’s not African, but Russian. As Krum looks around at his lavishly redecorated bathroom, which was fussed over by Bali for a month straight, he wonders if the redecoration project is finally over. He carefully slips into the shower behind Bali and brushes against her bottom with his crotch.
“Are we done with the redecoration of the nest? I’m getting sick of humans coming in and out of here during all times of the day.” Krum softly spoke as he took the cloth for his consort and rubbed it against her breast, thoroughly cleaning it. “Have your breast gotten bigger? It seems that they grew since last week.”
“Hmm… The war room needs new carpeting and the nursery needs to be painted and furnished.” Bali replied as she snatched back the cloths and started to wash him.
“Fine, but why on earth do we need a nursery? Is there some type of sex you want to try in there?”
Bali stood there and playfully smacked his left arm and giggled. “Why on earth would we need another room to try new things?” And with that last thought, she left the shower and the bathroom all together to dress and head downstairs. Krum looked at the curtain where Bali left and pondered what she said. [Why on earth would we need a nursery? It can’t be that. I doubt if that’s even possible after her turning.] And with that Krum left the shower to get dress and head down for breakfast
Within the vast Victorian mansion, by which Bali personally picked out, was a lavish kitchen with various foods and drinks and a refrigerated miniature blood bank. Actually, the mansion itself was a wonderful place that many would definitely covet. The Black Lotus clan was quite surprised that not only Krum, their leader, would allow his pet to choose a place for them to roost, but also be able to find such a wondrous location in the middle of the downtown in the city.
Centauri was downstairs making pancakes for Bali. [Funny, normal vampires just want blood mixed into their food. She’s the only vampire I know that doesn’t need blood to sustain herself.] Bali walked down the stairs leading to the kitchen and noticed her comrade in thought.
“Centauri, good morning. I hoped you slept well? What troubles you?” Bali asked with high spirits. Centauri was a little shocked at the greeting and nodded in reply.
“You unfortunately. Why is it you’re a day walker? Why can Krum walk in the light while we wait until dark? Why is it that you’re his favorite and we’re not….. Oops” Centauri spoke. She just realized that she spoke of her jealousy so callously.
“Ha ha ha,” Bali laughs, “I understand your notions and at times I wonder myself. Let me answer it this way. First of all, Krum and I have a bond between us that is unlike a sire and his victim. It is because when my blood flows through his veins, he is reborn as what some of your kind consider being a no life king. You know, like Alucard Hellsing in London. And, I was never human to begin with. Thanks for the pancakes” And with that, Bali took her plate and walked into the grand dining hall.
[Not human?] Centauri thought. Meanwhile Defiler, Duiduli, Ivonne, Kayla, and Yoherz, were in one of the empty ballrooms play fighting and causing a lot of noise for a rather stoic vampire. Cloudius strutted into the ballroom and made quick work of defeating the lower level vampires.
“Can you guys keep it down? I’m trying to figure out if we can get this were and vanquish him.”
“Awww Cloudy you suck.” Yoherz whined. He hated being bossed around by Cloudius. Cloudius has always thrown around his higher leveled ass around the others. He had always been an ass when everyone discovered that he indeed was stronger than Krum. Everyone (except Krum) thought he would challenge for the leader. “We were just playing. Bali wouldn’t have mind”
“Well Bali isn’t here.” Cloudius stated with a death glare as he advanced on Yoherz. The others ran as Cloudius began to beat Yoherz into a bloodied pulp. Bali heard the noise and ran to help the youngling. “Back off!” Cloudius yelled as he threw Bali to the side, not realizing who she was.
“Enough!” Krum shouts as he walked into the room with great calm. He walked over to (with Cloudius great shock) Bali, and checked for any wounds. “Are you alright love?”
Bali rose, holding her stomach in her hands with great worry. Everyone watches with fascination as her eyes closed and she concentrated for a moment. After that she looked to Krum and smiled softly, “We’re fine” And she left.
Krum shook the confusion from his head to glare at Cloudius. “You know good and well the rules of this house. And disregarding Bali in such a way is quite careless because of her hearing. And,” Krum’s eyes widen to twice their size, “She’s pregnant.”
“What?” All the others yelled. They couldn’t believe such a notion.
“Ha! How on earth did she get pregnant? I thought you said because of the abnormal bonding it was impossible?” Cloudius spoke.
“Well, maybe because she isn’t fully a vampire. She was a neko when she was turned. And a very special one at that. She was immortal when I met her.” And with that Krum left out the room to look after Bali, leaving everyone speechless.
[Now to find that little kitty of mine] Krum thought as he left the house, knowing Bali always had an escaping personality. Bali loved to go out and volunteer at a various places and businesses. He didn’t mind since it would give him greater allies than most vampires.