The tension may have begun to fade but the past did not. They talked because they hadn’t properly talked in weeks. Sofia felt starved of Jackie’s company really.

It was easy enough to get caught up in this and forget about her mother’s unease. A distraction Sofia very much appreciated.

“I didn’t do any hunting, though I did do some research,” Jackie concluded. “I feel like people really don’t understand how unanonymous the internet is. Like, if someone really wants to find out things about you or hack into your stuff, they will.”

“Which is why I have separate usernames for everything,” Sofia retorted.

Jackie shook her head, “No, that’s actually insane. How is anyone supposed to find you with no coherency?”

“They don’t,” Sofia snorted. “And considering how things are turning out it’s probably for the best.”

“Fair,” Jackie retorted through a yawn. Sofia’s gaze followed her bare arms, was it vampirism that made veins so visible or had she just never really looked before?

Sofia’s teeth ached. She considered herself decent at ignoring the call of blood but never when it came to Jackie. They had a connection, Sofia truly cared for her, all things that should have made it harder to look at Jackie like a slab of meat.

Then again, what was that quote? Everything’s about sex, except sex which is about power?

Hunger was as much arousal as arousal was hunger within Sofia. It was all desire. Sofia wanted Jackie and her blood, it would always be both.

“You ok?” Jackie asked, her brow slightly furrowed.

Sofia blinked and swallowed the word fine. She felt like both hemispheres of her brain were in a boxing match to decide what to do. She could leave, excuse herself and go hunting even if it was over a week early. Eloise had probably found something.

Or… she could have a snack. Jackie did like the idea of it for some reason. And it was the option she very much preferred, she just didn’t know if she should.

Jackie wasn’t throwing herself on the chopping block, Sofia didn’t want her to. But she did want a nibble.

“Do you still have that IV?” Sofia asked finally.

It took Jackie a moment to understand, she shook her head. “Single use only.”

Sofia took a deep breath to steady herself. “Come here then,” she said, scooting up to prop herself up against the pillows.

Jackie smirked and did not hesitate to crawl over to her. A method of movement far more provocative than it needed to be. Sofia bit her cheek.

Jackie may not have said anything but she certainly looked quite proud of herself as she climbed into Sofia’s lap and offered her wrist.

Sofia’s breath would have caught if she had needed to breathe. Jackie may have still been… just as generous but she was letting Sofia take the reins, she appreciated that. “If you feel dizzy or anything tell me to stop,” Sofia ordered, tugging at the thread so she knew Jackie would do so.

Jackie nodded and Sofia brought her wrist to her mouth. Sofia’s grip was gentle, her movements slow even as her fangs ached to pierce the skin. Jackie had ample opportunity to pull away, but she didn’t.

Sofia gently sunk her canines into Jackie’s wrists before lapping at the twin puncture marks. Sucking would do too much damage.

It was barely an entree, a faint wisp of vitae but it filled her with satisfaction nonetheless. She traced her tongue along Jackie’s wrist. Jackie’s breath was ragged, her cheeks pink and her pupils dilated and alert. Sofia wasn’t the only one enjoying this.

Jackie stopped bleeding just as fast, her body quickly clotting the cuts. Sofia pulled away and licked a drop of blood off her lip. It had barely been anything, she had tasted more blood when she had been human. Sofia was hardly done.

Sofia shifted further and gently bit down again, this time a little harder. Blood immediately bloomed from the punctures.

Jackie’s breath came out a shuddering whine, her other hand digging into the blanket to hold onto something. Her gaze did not leave Sofia’s.

“You’re gorgeous,” Sofia whispered as she lowered Jackie’s wrist and brought her own to her lips. Her teeth sliced into her flesh with none of the hesitation or kindness she had offered Jackie. Her blood was thick and slow, the purplish viscous ooze hardly flowed from the wound. She was far too cool.

Jackie was more than eager to do the work herself. Sofia felt Jackie’s warm lips press against her flesh, the suction of her mouth. Sofia pulsed with more than just hunger.

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She took a deep breath and bit into Jackie’s wrist again. Sofia felt Jackie shiver against her as they sat together, a tangle of limbs and mouths and desire.

Jackie was so warm, her veins inviting like the embrace of a lover. Her blood was a delicacy of iron and salt. A union of bodies, blood shared between them. Flowing in an endless loop between them.

It was hardly enough to warm her, not enough to sate her thirst or her desire to harm the wicked. But it was enough, this satisfied her loneliness and her desire for companionship, and it fed her spiritually.

The last thing she ever wanted to do was to stop this. But Jackie was becoming increasingly covered in bites. She didn’t want to leave her looking like she had been chewed on.

Her own wrist had already healed though Jackie seemed determined to get every last drop. Jackie blinked, her gaze hazy as Sofia released her wrist.

The whole room smelled of heat and arousal, Sofia’s nibbles and caresses had driven Jackie wild and she looked the part.

Sofia knew that even this had been… a lot. But Jackie just looked so… desperate, it hardly seemed fair to leave her so wound up. She cupped Jackie’s face, their gazing meeting heatedly.

It was Jackie who leaned forward, accepting the invitation to press her lips to Sofia’s as she shifted further into her lap.

Sofia should have been lost in the feelings this invoked. The heated daze, her own arousal, the warmth of their bodies. But everything was muted like the world was in black and white. She may not have been cold but she was barely alive. She couldn't do this right now, it all felt wrong.

“What's wrong?” Jackie panted, their lips inches apart. Sofia had frozen up without even realizing it. She wanted it, but her body was in no position to accept it.

“I… I can’t feel enough,” Sofia replied at a loss for how to explain anything. She didn't want to ruin this but she did have to alter the trajectory. “Let me take care of you,” Sofia offered instead, hoping to make up for her own failures.

Jackie’s throat bobbed, “only if you want. D-Don’t do this for my sake.”

Sofia sucked in a breath to reply though wasn't sure what to answer. But it wasn't too hard to decide, she could not feel enough in her own right but she could enjoy this through Jackie.

Sofia rolled until she was above Jackie on the bed. Still, her unease wasn't entirely dealt with. As much as she wanted to put this behind them she could help herself. “Do I feel different, Jackie?”

Jackie frowned, struggling through the haze of lust to have a proper conversation. “What?”

“When I’m cool?” Sofia clarified, rubbing her thumb and finger together. She knew she would be essentially mummified eventually but she couldn't feel a difference right now. But she doubted in the moment she would ever be able to truly understand. “Be honest,” she pleaded.

“Uh…” Jackie trailed off as Sofia sat up. They didn't separate but things were on pause. “Yeah,” Jackie reluctantly replied. “Your skin is colder and feels more papery, dry, I guess.”

Had she been warm Sofia was pretty sure she would have been swallowing a lump in her throat.

Jackie wrapped her arms around Sofia’s neck. “But since I’m being honest I also don’t really care. Yes, it's a little strange but like… it’s normal now. You have your own… vampire cycle, sometimes you're a little less… vibrant. It doesn't change anything, or… it doesn't change how I feel about anything at least,” Jackie explained.

The sincerity was touching, Sofia wondered how her body would have reacted to such a confession. But her words did soothe her, not the surface-level deflections that solved nothing but a surgery to remove the metaphorical cancerous growth.

Sofia rested her forehead against Jamie’s. “I uh… I can't really…” Sofia sighed, she couldn't really feel flustered but that didn't make words come any easier. “Can we just focus on you tonight?” she asked, feeling silly for her inability to speak plainly.

“Please,” Jackie shuddered. Sofia felt a little bad about halting everything, but they had agreed upon clear communication.

Sofia leaned forward and kissed Jackie again. Her mouth was so warm on hers. Sofia reached up a hand to undo the zipper of the jumpsuit as Jackie leaned off the bed to meet her.

“If I knew this was going to be happening I would have worn something easier to get off,” Jackie panted, slipping the straps of her jumpsuit off before wiggling to try and escape the fabric.

Sofia laughed and kissed her again, her hands coming down to trace Jackie's smooth skin and push her shirt up. “I could tear it off you.”

Jackie groaned against her, trying to both kiss Sofia and worm her way free at the same time. Sofia slid her hands up to Jackie’s chest. “Fuck it,” Jackie cursed, “do it.”

“Seriously?” Sofia laughed with disbelief.

“I can buy a new one,” Jackie moaned, “you have no idea how hot it would be.”

“But… you’re going to need a new and far cheaper wardrobe,” Sofia retorted uncertainly.

“Don’t make me beg,” Jackie pleaded.

“Oh you’re going to need to,” Sofia retorted in Jackie’s ear.

She could feel Jackie shiver beneath her as Sofia reached around to expertly undo her bra.

“Fuck,” Jackie muttered, “please. I know how strong you are, show me,” she whimpered dramatically.

Sofia laughed, “close enough.” Tearing Jackie’s t-shirt was as easy as ripping a piece of paper. Jackie shuddered and slipped her bra off as Sofia pulled the material away. “You sure about the jumpsuit?”

“Oh my God,” Jackie laughed, rolling from out under Sofia and hopping up to her feet. “I'll do it, you just enjoy the view,” Jackie added with a wink as she turned around and very obscenely slipped the jumpsuit over her waist, giving Sofia a clear view of her ass.

Sofia bit her cheek to stop herself from laughing as Jackie gave her a show as she undressed and removed the stringy material of her shirt that still remained draped around her. Jackie turned back around entirely naked and unabashed. How she could be so confident Sofia didn't know.

Her gaze traced along Jackie’s body. From the weight of her breasts to the curve of her waist all the way down the pudge of her stomach and the curls below. She was lean and strong and gorgeous. Jackie smirked knowingly as Sofia met her gaze once again. She climbed back onto the bed, her breasts swaying slightly as she returned to Sofia who was now very much aware of how dressed she was.

Jackie kissed her, and Sofia could feel the heat radiating from her skin. “Can I see you?” Jackie asked breathily.

Sofia was already ahead of her, unbuttoning her pants and pulling her shirt over her head. She kept some layers on, was far less confident about her body and not wanting too much attention to be on herself.

She pushed Jackie back onto the bed, and Jackie pulled Sofia with her, never letting them disconnect.

“You really like my mouth, huh?” Sofia smiled. “And my teeth?”

Jackie nodded enthusiastically. Her breath stuttered as Sofia kissed down along her neck. Sofia traced her hands down, gently pinching a nipple before continuing down between Jackie’s legs.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Sofia chuckled as she cupped Jackie’s centre.

“Please,” Jackie begged. “Fuck, Sofi, please.”

Sofia trailed her teeth on Jackie’s neck making her shudder. She softly slipped her fingers into Jackie’s wetness, parting her folds. She was absolutely drenched, she didn't think someone could even get this wet. How she wanted to watch Jackie come undone below her.

Jackie whined as Sofia pressed into her further, using her palm to massage Jackie’s clit. Jackie’s hands trailed over Sofia’s body, touching as much skin as possible while staying over her underwear.

“You’re so wet and desperate for me,” Sofia murmured, embracing her sudden dose of confidence by Jackie’s reactions.

Jackie nodded, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. “Fuck, I’m close,” she whispered with disbelief.

“Do you want me to bite you?” Sofia asked as she traced her tongue down Jackie’s neck.

“Yes, fuck,” Jackie moaned, her thighs beginning to quake.

Sofia curled her fingers and rubbed Jackie’s clit. Working her up more and more. The room was filled with wet sounds and shuddering breaths of pleasure.

“Fuck,” Jackie hissed, her muscles all clenching up as she grabbed Sofia with surprising force.

Sofia smiled with delight as Jackie came against her hand, she took the opportunity to sink her teeth into Jackie’s flesh. Jackie cried out with pain as life bloomed on Sofia’s tongue.