……

He advised, but unfortunately, neither of his wives could control themselves when excited, so Valerie did not heed what he said, or rather she didn’t care.

What she wanted was to be one with him, and unfortunately, that was physically impossible, so the next best thing was to squeeze him as hard as she could, leaving no space between them.

“Wow, aren’t you a bit clingy, Valerie?”

Elizabeth spoke her voice carrying a mocking undertone, one that Valerie did not appreciate at all.

“Fuck you!! And don’t speak you’re ruining my moment”

Valerie responded, a sudden outburst of anger although her brows did not crease in anger, she spoke with a chill in her voice and her words transmitted her feeling appropriately, of course she also tightened her hug and subjecting her husband to the torment of having his back broken.

“Ugh! Val dear… you’re… crushing my spine.”

He needed to drink some blood and regain his strength to avoid situations like this.

“Humph! What right do you have to dictate when I can and cannot speak?”

Elizabeth stated only to have Valerie stare at her silently before letting go of Vlad’s torso and stepping back a few steps.

She completely ignored Elizabeth’s existence and instead spoke to Vlad, someone who was trying to purposely piss her off was clearly not worth her time.

“Darling what do you think? I had it picked out with your tastes in mind”.

She twirled around showing the cute black and white gothic lolita dress that fit her form perfectly, it had a grey outer corset that hugged her waist and pushed up her breasts and the lower half of the dress was black with white frills that contrasted well with the black.

The dress was very reminiscent of 18th century ball gowns with a touch of modernity, she also had done her hair, which was made into a nice uphill ponytail that was tied with a black ribbon and the hair was highlighted black in some parts giving it a nice parallel strip of black and white.

Her lips were a glossy black and her icy blue eyes shone with a brilliance. She was radiating a gothic beauty that made Vlad feel a sense of nostalgia.

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“Beautiful my darling as always”

He smiled as he appraised, causing Val to smile smugly and looked at Elizabeth who could only roll her eyes and regret not picking up a dress of her own to show off; however , since she slept with him first she decided to let Val have her moment. Shrugging her shoulders she exited the room and left the two alone for a bit.

“So did you miss me?”

Vlad asked his wife, looking at her over once more, she really was beautiful, of course if any of his wives asked how they looked in any type of dress his automatic response would always be the same, however looking at her more carefully he could not help but fully appreciate the way she dressed.

“Is that even a question? Although I am angry that she got to you before me”

Valerie spoke, her face carried a neutral expression but her tone of voice told Vlad she felt a bit of anger.

“You'll get your chance at your revenge”

He stated as he turned his head to almost looking for something, which Valerie noted but said nothing.

“Where is the kitchen?”

He finally asked, feeling slightly defeated, he could not help but sigh, realising that this new home of his is unfamiliar and he would not know where anything is.

“Heh! let me take you”

She grasped his hand and was about to lead him when she stopped.

“no need”

Elizabeth spoke and she entered the room and threw a blood bag at Vlad who caught it.

“you…”

“What? I drained him pretty dry, you aren’t going to get much out of him now, if that's what you were planning ”

“I don't see why you get to enjoy yourself and I don't”

“Not my fault you’re slow”

“So, You did! plan delay me so you could have him all to yourself”

Elizabeth could only smirk and shrug her shoulders further fueling her sister’s anger. Valerie’s brows didnt even twitch despite her holding in her anger, this sister wife of hers really was a thorn to her side.

“I would appreciate it if you didn't speak as if I was some type of play thing, you two”

Vlad stated as he finished drinking the blood from the bag and his body, took a more healthy looking colour, he became less pale, and less anorexic and some muscles began to show.

“I mean aren't you? What good is a husband if he can't be a play thing for his wives”

“Moving on, where's Alcina? I can not seem to feel her presence, is she far away?”

He decided to sidestep that conversation to another direction, mostly because they would probably agree with each other and partly because when it came to sex at least he was indeed their play thing so arguing contrary to that would be a challenge that they would want to take to the bedroom and he was not up for that yet.

“Hell if I know, I was somewhere else and hadn’t spoken neither of them in 10 years”

Elizabeth answered his question before, throwing herself on to the three person couch, her body still naked, both her and Vlad didn't bother putting on clothes.

“10 years ?! What have you been doing?”

“200 years is a long time, Vlad. You expected me to just sit and wait, the boredom would kill me”

She shrugged her shoulders as she said.

“She was in a sort of prison, made to hold creatures like us, I personally think she was there to satisfy her imprisonment kink”

“I'm not gonna deny that”

She chimed, Although it wasn't as good as she had hoped especially since Vlad wasn't there to rail her brains out. So it didn't really satisfy her kink, nothing beats having a chain choke you out while your husband rammed you like a battering ram to a door.

Vlad chose to ignore her words, as he knew long ago that she was a sexual deviant, although seeing his wife tied up and locked away was kind of sexy.

‘Maybe we can reenact her time in that prison’

He thought, of course nobody said he wasn't a sexual deviant himself.

“Fill me in. There's prisons meant to hold creatures like us? When were such structures built?”

He asked, while Valerie led him to sit on the single person couch and sat on his lap, an action that caused Elizabeth to roll her eyes before speaking.

“About a hundred years ago, there's a whole human organisation now, one hell bent on either killing us or capturing us”

His brow raised in curiosity, it seemed the humans had somehow found ways to compete with supernatural entities, that was certainly interesting.

If that's how things currently are, his 200 year slumber wasn't for nothing, although it was a bit selfish of him, that's something he needs to make up for.

“I see, tell me more about this, this era I woke up in just might be more interesting”

Both Valerie and Elizabeth began to tell him more about the S.E.E Organisation and their own personal encounters with its agents.

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A/N: What do you think would exist if you were transported 200 years in the future? And what advantages do you think you would have?