No, Holly has second thoughts...

[Holly’s POV]

The deed being done, Holly peers over the counter at the exsanguinated human. As the adrenaline of the feeding - the kill - recedes, she feels a deep ambivalence. She isn’t sure if she feels guilt, or an indescribable discomfort that she should feel remorse but doesn’t. The kill felt undeniably good in the moment. The blood was so rich and sweet. Their victim’s suffering was delicious. But now...she isn’t sure. Holly looks back at Theresa, her brow furrowed a bit.

“I… I don’t know Theresa… I’m tired, maybe we just turn in? The sun will be up soon anyway” Holly says softly. The disappointment in Theresa is palpable as her grinning fanged smile turns to a more neutral, quizzical expression. She raises an eyebrow. Holly feels like an interrogation light has been turned on her. For the first time since her rebirth, she feels uncertainty.

“Oh….okay...sure” Theresa says, but Holly senses immediate suspicion from her friend who clearly wanted a little more mayhem and **** tonight. Holly is thankful that Theresa doesn’t press the issue.

The two vampiresses wipe their mouths using some tissues on the help desk counter and silently slip out of the library as if they were never there. The mirth of their entrance is replaced with a heavy foreboding.

Holly goes home with Theresa, lost in her thoughts. The blood...it tastes so good...the killing...it feels divine, and yet… she thinks, struggling with herself. Part of her wishes she could just turn off these bad thoughts and revel in the blood like she had earlier in the night. But she doesn’t know how.

Theresa is silent as she undresses, and goes around the apartment making sure that all the shades and curtains are tightly drawn for the upcoming sunrise. Holly, distracted as she is, can’t help but follow Theresa around the apartment with her eyes. Theresa’s figure is truly stunning since her transformation. Full-figured but not fat, strong but still soft and feminine. Her hair is thicker, her cheekbones more defined, her lips a dark red contrasting perfectly with her pale skin. Theresa exudes grace. There is no mistaking that she is a predator from how she moves, quietly and deliberately, even when not hunting. Holly is snapped from her reverie when Theresa speaks.

“Well, should we turn in?” Theresa says, and Holly cringes from the definite annoyance in her friend’s voice. Holly nods silently, undressing herself. She runs her sharp-nail-tipped fingers over her breasts, admiring how firm and full they feel. Holly follows Theresa into the bedroom, where they slip under the covers. The warmth from their meal is already fading and Theresa turns up the thermostat before joining Holly under the heavy blanket. Holly feels relief when Theresa reaches over and cups her pussy, sliding against Holly and nuzzling her neck. The touch feels comforting and it seems Theresa isn’t too peeved with her. She rolls from her back to her side to face Theresa, and the two vampiresses kiss deeply. Holly can still taste a hint of blood in Theresa’s mouth and despite her misgivings, it arouses her. She drags her tongue across Theresa’s fangs, loving how sharp they fell.

Theresa slides her thigh between Holly’s, and pulls her closer. Their breasts press together. Holly savors the feeling of her stiff nipples pressing into the soft smooth skin of Theresa’s breasts, and she loves the way Theresa is licking and nibbling on her neck. As she gives in to her arousal, her misgivings start to recede to the back of her mind. Holly grabs a handful of Theresa’s butt, squeezing the firm globe as her tongue traces along Theresa’s jawline. Slowly, in sync, the two vampiresses begin to hump gently against one another’s legs.

“Theresa...I…” Holly begins, but Theresa puts a finger to her lips.

“No...not now...we can talk tomorrow night” Theresa says softly, rolling Holly onto her back. Theresa straddles Holly’s left leg, and pulls Holly’s right ankle onto her shoulder. Their damp sexes kiss as Theresa begins to grind her pussy into Holly, their clits sliding against one another. Theresa kisses Holly’s calf, an impish expression on her face as Holly closes her eyes, her head turned back, her mouth opened - an expression of pure ecstasy on her face. The two women settle into a lusty rhythm, humping against one another and occasionally moaning.

Holly’s eyes fly open when she feels a sharp sting in her calf. She looks up to see that Theresa has bitten into her leg. Theresa winks at her as a small trickle of blood escapes from the corner of Theresa’s mouth and drips down Holly’s leg. Holly is surprised when she finds herself moaning out “harder” to Theresa, who grins and bites down harder.

For the moment, Holly is happy. She has never been more attracted to someone in her life. The teeth in her calf seem to be heightening the pleasure she feels between her legs. She reaches up to cup one of Theresa’s large breasts, feeling the weight in her palm, rubbing the stiff nipple between her fingers. She pulls on Therese’s nipple as Therese withdraws her fangs, moaning throatily and quickening the pace of her tribbing. Holly’s hands fall to Theresa’s hips, manually grinding Theresa’s pussy against her own, as she feels a telltale tightening in her loins. Her climax is building. She begins to pant, a faint sheen of perspiration on her flawless smooth brow. Theresa falls forward, sinking her sharp teeth into Holly’s soft breast.

Holly explodes into the most intense orgasm of her life, panting heavily, her legs twitching. Based on the way Theresa is moaning and writhing on top of her, Holly suspects that Theresa came as well, but she is much too focused on the waves of pleasure washing over her to give it much thought.

After laying together for a few minutes, twitching, every nerve on fire, the two vampiresses slowly come down from their orgasmic high. They separate, wordlessly rolling to different sides of the bed. An uneasiness falls over Holly as she drifts off to sleep. Holly feels unbearably sleepy - no doubt the effect of the first rays of sunlight peeking over the horizon.

That day, she is tormented by bad dreams of Paula the librarian.