Ancient and futuristic "immortals".

The next moment you saw anything other than blackness, you found yourself in a futuristic looking city with neon lights, holograms and busy streets. “Welcome to Bay City, John.” Eleven said. When you didn’t respond, Eleven looked up to you, seeing that you were too busy checking everything out around you as if you were in a dream. “{First_name}?” she said, then a little louder John.”. You suddenly remembered you were here together and turned back to Eleven “YES..yes, sorry, Eleven. This is all a bit overwhelming.”. Eleven smiled softly “I know. Had it too the first time I came here.” she turned towards the end of the street and continued “We need to meet with some other people soon. Follow me.”. Eleven started walking and after a bit walked into what looked like a mostly abandoned hotel. Above the door hung a sign with the name “The Raven hotel” in yellow neon. As you walked into the main hall the hotel proprietor gave a hearty welcome to Eleven “Miss Eleven! It’s great to have you back in this humble establishment! And a warm welcome to your friend too”. Eleven replied “Thank you, Poe. This is John. Have our mutual acquaintances come up with any leads yet?”. But before Poe could answer, a dark voice from one of the tables to the side said “No, sadly we did not…”.

Turning towards the voice, you saw two guys sitting in the shadows looking back at you. One had dark blonde hair and a melancholic, brooding face as if he carried the sins of the whole world on his shoulders. The other one was a bit taller, had black, wavy hair and had a fierce look on his face. Both looked intense and had a skin that was a tone more bleak than most people had. Eleven walked towards them and you followed. Then she stopped at a distance farther than one would normally. The dark haired man smiled and said “You still don’t trust us much, do you?”. Eleven ignored his remark and said “John, meet Damon and Stephan Salvatore.” pointing first to the dark haired man and then to the brooding man next to him.

You whispered to Eleven so the Salvatore brothers couldn’t hear you “You don’t seem to like them very much? Are they dangerous?”. “We are very, very dangerous.” Damon’s voice spoke so close to your ear that you jumped away, much to his amusement. “Damon…” Stephan sighed. “O, come on, that was funny. You didn’t think that was funny?” Damon responded. Your heart was still not calmed down when you softly exclaimed “How the…”. Eleven darkly explained “They are vampires.” making you look at her as if she made a joke. “I’m not joking, they are real vampires.”. To help prove this, Damon opened his mouth and his fangs grew way larger than they were. “I don’t like vampires…” Eleven grunted.

“Ok, now that we have gotten that cleared up, can we get to the task at hand?” Stephan suddenly said. “Agreed.” Eleven replied “So you haven’t been able to trace her down yet, huh? That is unfortunate.”. Damon said “Yeah, she seems way more capable to disappear than we thought she would, considering her current situation. She is waaaaaay more adaptable than we were when we were first turned.”. “Still, she will slip up somewhere. It’s just that we don’t know this place. Makes it easier to disappear and harder to track down.”. “I knew the gentleman would run into such a problem, so I arranged for someone to take care of that issue.” Poe said, making everyone turned their heads towards him. “Discreetly and safely of course.” he added.

“And how did you do that, then?” Damon asked. “I asked the help of a very good and trustworthy friend who is an expert in tracking down people and solving mysteries.” Poe answered. Eleven asked “Takeshi?”. Poe responded a bit surprised. “Y-yes…?”. Eleven turned to the Salvatores and nodded “It’s ok, he’s more than trustworthy and indeed is the man we need for the job.”. Then Poe seemed distracted for a bit, after which he said “Takeshi called. He traced her down to the entertainment district. I’ll show you how to get there.”.

Within the hour you arrived at the entertainment district with Damon and Stephan, as Eleven was deemed to draw too much attention because of her age. “Ok, let’s split up.” Stephan said and drew a picture out of his pocket. “{First_name}, this the girl we are looking for. She is called Elena. Don’t let her looks deceive you, she has superhuman strength. Just track her down and follow her movement as long as you can until we can back you up, ok?” he said. You nodded and all of you made your own way. You searched in every pleasure establishment, trying blend in as much as possible. Still, none of the guests in any of the establishments looked remotely like Elena.

The next stop was one of the more kinky and taboo establishments. As you walked through the halls of the building you tried to peek a look into every room, occupied or not. Then you came up to a vip section that was guarded by a big man. Not wanting to let finding Elena up to chance, you decided that you had to find a way inside that restricted part too. You backtracked searching for something that could work as a distraction, until you found the service closet. In it you found, apart from other things, a bucket and a water tab. Perfect. You filled the bucket with water as cold as you could get and made your way back towards the vip entrance.

Just before the last corner you saw an unoccupied room and on the opposite side two doors away you saw an occupied room. Sliding the door open for an inch, you saw a man laying on the floor and a girl sitting on his lap with her back towards you, as they were very busy with themselves. Softly you slid the door open further, looked one last time if the coast was clear and threw in the bucket with ice cold water inside the booth. You thought about why you would hold on to the bucket and threw it on for good measure too, hitting the girl in her back, making her scream where the water only extracted a light yelp. The more mayhem, the better the reaction, you thought as you scurried towards the empty room near the corner.

The second after you made it inside the room, the guard came rumbling by, seemingly not have noticed you. You directly sneaked out of the room and around the corner, then made your way into the VIP section. It wasn’t very big but it was very classy, a huge difference with the ordinary state of the non-vip booths. Lights were dimmed, everything was made from dark oak wood and carved in a classy way. And above all, it seemed deserted. As you walked along the hall, every door seemed open, as a sign of not being in use.

Except one door which was half closed. You sneaked up to it, trying to minimize the creaking of the floor, which sounded 10 times harder in the silence of the vip section. Looking through the opening, you saw nobody inside. You slid the door open wider and stepped inside. The room had a baroque style approach, had dark oaken walls, ceiling and floor. Along the wall, from around 50 centimeter up to 150 centimeter, a cushioned band ran along the room in bordeaux colored velvet. There stood a Baroqueish style armchair in the same color velvet near the left wall and a double bed size bench covered in the same velvet , standing on meter from the far wall. At the right wall stood a baroque style closet of around 2 meter in height and 4 meters wide. The soft light came from a chandelier on the ceiling.

Slowly you walked inside, a bit intrigued by the ambiance the room gave off. Just as you stood in the middle of the room, the door closet with a wooden clack. As you turned around, you saw a girl in an 17th century low cut black and red dress leaning against the door. As the edge of the room wasn’t lit as well as the center, you couldn’t see everything about her that well, but her eyes were bright and drew your attention instantly. Slowly, she moved towards you, dress dragging over the ground as you stood there as if frozen. As she stepped towards the light more and more, you recognised her face from Stephan’s photo.

Though where the girl on the photo looked very natural, very sweet and smiled softly, this girl looked very intense, with dark eyeshadow accentuating her breathtaking dark hazel eyes. Her skin was more palelish, her wavy multi toned brown in a low tail with a few loose strands canvassing her face. The low cut in her dress showed you the pale skin of her collarbone and the roundings of her perfectly proportioned breasts. “Elena?” you asked calmly. She kept walking towards you with a determined look on her face. Her stride was graceful and not **** in the least. The paleness of her skin contrasted beautifully with the black and red in her dress, which fitted the roundings of her body perfectly. Your heartbeat rose as this perfect visage came striding towards you and as you looked at that perfect porcelain face, drowning in those intense eyes, you could only stand there, trapped by her insane beauty.

“E-E-Elena…?” you subconsciously tried again. “Mmmm---mmmm” she nodded affirming. “And you are?” she softly whispered, her eyes trying to look into your soul. “I-I-I’m...uhhh…” you tried to remember, but your focus kept falling back to the beauty standing in front of you, your eyes not knowing where to look next with so much breathtaking things to look at. “Uh huh?” she whispered, putting her laced right hand on your chest, feeling your heart pounding, then rolling her eyes upwards looking at you. “...I...uhm ...John..my name is....John...” you said in a haze. “Ahhhhh.” she softly said. “So, John do you like what you see?” she purred, her eyes darting over your face and body.

Not being able to reply, she smiled and softly continued “Ofcourse you do. Your heart is pounding, your body is heating up and…” she let one hand slid down your body until she felt what she was looking for. “O my, is that for me?” she smiled as she cocked her head a little and raised an eyebrow, looking at you playfully. She slowly pushed you backwards until you hit the cushioned wall with your back. Her eyes darted down to your crotch for a moment and then shot back up. She grinned in a naughty way and got down on her knees, her dress spreading around her as she feverishly worked on your belt and trousers. When she freed your cock, she looked up smiling, before looking back at the one eyed monster and taking it in her mouth. Bobbing down on it a few times, she then let it slid out with a pop.

She spat on it and went back to bobbing on it, letting it push against her cheek and making it pop out the side of her mouth. Next she sucked on it from the side, running its whole length with her mouth, then pointer it up with her thumb and licked the underside. Lastly she spat on it one more time, spreading it with her hand and then rose up again. Her hands disappeared under the multiple layers of her dress and then she bend down again and held up white laced panties in her right hand. She smelled them, squinting her eyes as a show of enjoyment and then held them under your nose, saying “Smell me. Sweet, ain’t I?”, putting up a naughty face.

She then threw her panties on the bench and pushed herself up against you. She held her dress up between you with her left hand, while her right hand found your slick dick again and guided it to Elena’s tight and bald pussy. You looked at her face as she was looking away while she was working, the point of her tongue poking through the leftside of her lips. “Mmmmmmmmm, almost….yes, thhhheeeeere we…” she mumbled. Then you felt the tip of your cock sink into Elena’s warm, wet body and you saw her eyes widen and her breathing stop for a second as she looked at you smiling.

“Ahahahah, uhhhhhh, fuck…” she laughed as she tried to down your whole length inside her. “Am I so tight or are you so fat?” she giggled as she looked you in the eyes intensely and concentrating, standing on her toes, left hand against the wall above your shoulder and right hand guiding you in. When she felt you had finally completely sunk inside of her, she pulled her hand from underneath her gown. She grabbed you on your hips and softly started to gyrate her own hips, looking you in the eyes. You let out a long breath when you felt every bit of Elena’s tunnel sliding over your cock and grabbed her waist too. “You like it? Mmmmmmm?” she softly moaned. You knew it was obvious but you nodded anyways. “Soooo tight. I’m glad I’m this wet” she breathed. She kept it up for a few more minutes, the only sounds being both your breathing and the fabric of her dress ruffeling.

Then she said “Wait, wait, wait, one sec, John. Let’s switch places.”. Turning around without leaving her, you pushed her against the wall. Then she grabbed your hands and put them on her thighs. “Pull them up.” she whispered and you complied. “You know what to do.” she whispered into your ear as you held her legs up and pinned her against the cushioned wall with your body, her hands on your shoulders and her head against the wall. Then she felt your dick pushing up inside her cunt and she nodded as you looked each other deep in the eyes. Soon you slid inside here with a steady rhythm, pushing her body um against the wall and saw her breasts bounce up with every push you made. “Uhhnnnnn. Uhhhhnnn. Uhhhhhnnnn. Uhhhhnnnn. Ahhahaha...uhhhhnnn, fuck! Me! This feels so good. Uuuuuhhhhnnnn. Harder. Harder!” she kirred.

Your pumping inside her became more like pistoning, making the thumping sound against the cushioned wall more pronounced too. The girl felt your movement became more erratic and noticed change from other parts of your body too that you wouldn’t be taking much longer. She laid her head on your shoulder and whispered “Cum for me, stud. Don’t hold back. Release yourself deep inside me. It’s ok. Go ahead.”. Not able to resist after Elena’s words pushing you on, you came. “There you go. Goooood boy. Yeeeeaahhh. Aaaaahhhhh, so warm.” she cooed as she felt your dick twitch and your balls pumped every drop of sperm up inside of her cunt.

Suddenly you felt multiple sharp pinches in your neck and then felt your blood getting sucked out of your body. E-Ele...na…?” you said as you were still bucking her against the wall. Having difficulty to stop herself, she still managed to and breathed contently. You let her legs fall down and stumbled back yourself. Elena leaned against the wall, recovering from the sex and smiled with blood covered around her mouth. “You...you are a vampire too?” you asked surprised, holding one hand to your neck. Elena nodded then stood up and walked towards you. “You are great, by the way. At first I wanted to play with you and then feed on you. But now…” she said and then bit her own wrist. At first this surprised you, but then she took that moment to **** her wrist on your mouth. “Drink. Suck up my blood. You will be mine until I’m done with you. But until that time….”. Then you went blank.