Claire confesses to Brandi.

Claire and Brandi drew their fingers from Kesha's drenched quim, her dark labia gaped wide, revealing the slickly shining dark pink interior of her pussy as the fingers stuffing it were withdrawn. Though, as kindred Kesha was not breathless, the intensity of multiple orgasms in rapid succession left her dazed and disoriented. The Afro vampire fell back on the bed, moaning softly and needing to recollect her wits before she was able to act freely once more. Claire smiled down at the nude, listlessly squirming body of her vampiric lover and then lifted her dripping wet fingers to Brandi's mouth. The mortal opened her lips without protest and sucked upon them, licking Kesha's juices clean. Brandi's wet fingers imitated Claire's action, and the newly created vampire moaned appreciation as she opened her mouth and accepted Brandi's offering of Kesha's nectar.

"This one's a keeper," Kesha said softly as she regained her senses to see the two women who had just fingerbanged her insensible sharing and clearly enjoying the taste of her pussy juice. "As kindred royalty, you'd be expected to have mortal servitors, and who better than your sweet little roommate?"

"Servitors?" Claire looked puzzled for a moment until Carmilla's thoughts supplied the explanation that human servants were expected for elder kindred.

"Yeah, humans to look after you and protect you," Kesha replied, not being party to the conversation inside Claire's mind. "The exact relationship varies depending on who the kindred is; some of the ancient assholes treat them like slaves. In our coterie, we pick up fang groupies from time to time. Goth types will pester the hell out of you if they catch on to what we are. It kinda freaks me out having folk call me mistress and being totally okay with the blood drinking and all, but they are useful."

"What are you guys talking about?" Brandi was looking from Kesha to Claire in confusion. "What are kindred and servitors, and how come you talk about humans like you don't include yourselves?"

"Don't you worry your pretty little head over that, baby girl," Kesha said soothingly. "We were just saying maybe you can be Claire's special friend and take care of her."

"If it means we get to do this girl, girl thing again, then sure," Brandi agreed enthusiastically. "Is this some sort of lesbian thing? I'm new to doing girls, is there like a website that explains all this?"

"Sorry Kesh, if we're doing this I need to be honest with Brandi," Claire declared and then turned with a serious expression to the blonde cheerleader. "Brandi, we're vampires."

"Oh, okay. That explains everything. Like, I totally watched all of Twilight," Brandi smiled happily and took the statement in her stride. "That explains why you're both so gorgeous and sexy. You are the good type of vampires, though, right? The ones that don't go around killing everyone just for kicks."

"Jesus Christ, fucking twilight," Kesha muttered, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, we're the good vampires, Brandi. We just drink a little blood and have a good time."

"Hey! Did you drink me earlier? I got very woozy when we were making out?" Brandi exclaimed, looking over at her own bed where Kesha had bitten her. "That's real kinky. Not that I'm complaining, if you did, it felt really nice."