Claire's roommate has moved in.

Claire and Kesha continued the interrupted walk to the college dorms three blocks east of the alley. With Kesha agreeing to go willingly, Claire no longer felt it necessary to link her arms as they walked. After just a few steps, she felt the back of Kesha's hand brush her own and then take hold, entwining her fingers with Clair's. Claire glanced at Kesha; as far as she could tell, there was no longer a glamour controlling the beautiful kindred.

"Kesha, when I bit you...Did you...?" Claire's question trailed off, awkwardly unfinished.

"If you meant to ask did I cum, then hell yeah I did," Kesha admitted unashamedly. "The blood kiss is a fucking trip anyway, always feels real good. Only the second time I ever got my world rocked just from the kiss alone, though, and the first was when I was mortal."

"I'm sorry," Claire said softly. "I didn't mean to. I had no idea what I was even doing."

"For someone who didn't know what she was doing, you were fucking good at it," Kesha laughed. "Shit, girl, how hard will I cum when you do figure out what you're doing?"

"You like girls then?" Claire asked, nervously hoping for an affirmation.

"Girls, boys. Everything in between, too," Kesha smirked, and Claire felt her clasped hand given a teasing squeeze. "Especially if they're hot and gorgeous like you."

The vampires walked on in silence. Claire could feel her own sexual excitement; if she was still human, she was certain her heart would be pounding in her chest and her face blushing bright red. Neither of those reactions seemed to afflict her vampire body. Other reactions were definitely unaffected. Her quim was wet and damp, and her nipples were so stiff they ached.

Reaching the dorm, Claire swiped them inside with her card. The corridors were mostly deserted at this time of night, but the few students they did pass did not question their presence. Kesha, though older by several decades than Claire, still appeared young enough to be a senior. The attention they did attract was solely that which two beautiful women holding hands and exchanging sexually charged glances with each other would invite.

Claire swiped her card again to enter her room. The light inside as she opened the door immediately told her that her roommate had arrived while she was at the nightclub. A girl with bob-cut blonde hair sat cross-legged on the bed across from Claire's, dressed in booty shorts and a baggy polo shirt. She turned to speak as she heard the vampires enter.

"Oh, hi, I guess you're my...roomie?" The blonde girl had a peppy Midwestern accent.

The blonde girl was surprised to see two girls entering and unsure to whom her question should be addressed to. Her fair cheeks flushed as she noticed the clasped hands of Claire and Kesha and blazed redder still as she checked out the beautiful faces and figures.