Waste Not Want Not

With the split second it takes to decide, you remember Keyla’s short debriefing on what changes your reptilian side will want. Blood was something you need at least once a day mandatory. Failure to do so resulted in your ego taking a vacation as your reptile satisfied it’s fuel of choice.

Rolling back over you lock your lips with Aela as you respond with a loving and tender kiss. For a brief moment you remember a time such as this with Iona, but that seems like a lifetime ago. Then the memory fades and Aela fills your waking thoughts.

The heat that Aela easily inspires within you, makes remembering to include Keyla difficult. Silently you ask Winter Lotus for her assistance, and she grants it when Aela finally opens her eyes to look at you.“You adore Keyla and I.”

It could seem redundant, as the timbre of Aela’s hardly shifts towards monotone as she repeats your hypnotic command. That is, but may seem without purpose, until you sink your teeth into her cardioid artery at the base of her neck.

“Oh my blessed Goddess!!!” Aela exclaims in pleasure as she willingly feeds you. Even though this is the first she has sensed that you may want something included in your diet, outside normal culinary disciplines.

Then you remember Keyla’s suggestion to have them orgasm before drinking. However, Aela’s blood seemed like ambrosia. You lack certainty in how it could taste better. Your senses of her earthy scent is similar to lavender floors and strawberries, of course the copper was there but it only seemed to underscore the flavors already there.

There is little you can do about the timing now. You savor the taste of Aela’s rich half-elven blood. You are uncertain what other species mated with Artemis to produce this beautiful creature but it is something other than human.

Aela has an exquisitely bright mind and accepts this facet of your nature without prejudice. She moans out, “Yes, drink from me my love.”

Presently, you are hardly one to be picky when it came to species or gender before you met Keyla, and afterwards it would just be hypocritical.

You remember to stop when the thirst abated to something such as it was before. Aela’s heart was beating healthy and strong as you disengage your teeth from her neck.

This is when you see something new, you leave something akin to saliva behind along her neck. The evidence suggest the saliva acted as a coagulant to prevent wasting blood.

Tracing your tongue along Aela’s slender lithe neckline causes her entire body to shiver. She is easy to excite, and that just made it better. Your noble nature is satisfied in how you are repaying her blood with loving tenderness, and pleasure.

Rising up above Aela you smile warmly at Aela and realize you are quickly falling in love with this Elven woman as much as she is you. Absentmindedly, you wonder if that is a side effect of the prayer you made to the Winter Lotus yesterday.

With mock abruptness, Aela admonishes you, “Sabine Saint Croix! You should have told me, I love you and will do anything for you. If my blood is what feeds you, then so be it.”

You smile and kiss the adorable Elven woman laying intertwined with you. Comfortable with knowing that from her point of view, she is probably right, you acquiesce and beg forgiveness. “It isn’t something Keyla and I make a habit of announcing to people, I promise to be more forth coming.” You pledge and Aela kisses you in reply that as way of her forgiveness.

Ever the inquisitor Aela dives head first without thinking about what she is asking. “Do you feed more than that normally? Will your body want more today?”

The warm smile from before graces your lips again. “‘Could’ and ‘Want’ are two different things for us. We can drain someone dry in a day if we want. Keyla and I only drink enough to satisfy the reptile that the Order teaches you about. Our reptile nature, requires we feed like that every day. If we skip a day, then the next day we fail to have a choice, and will feed on any sapient nearby.

“I will have to wait at least a day before I feed on you again though. We want to befriend a couple more people… that we agree on.” You finish, while thinking that you remembered everything.

Aela asks, “What is stopping you from feeding from only me?” while sounding a little possessive and jealous. The irony is far from lost on you but you giggle just the same at her innocence. From memory, What Keyla told you about vampyres is a lot different from what you read at the Temple of White Rock.

For one, the Order of the Burning Rose refused to acknowledge that there are 'good' Vampyres. Though daemons certain ranked higher on the Kill Order Velum.

Seemingly Aela will be able to remind you of what you would otherwise forget to mention, “Twice in one day bedridden, three times ****. Two consecutive days leaves you anemic. Third day sends them to bed, and the fourth leaves someone comatose at least, most likely dead.

“Besides, your body heals faster when you are only fed on once every other day…” You get a mental image of what Aela may look like if she went through what you did to get here, and your whole body shudders.

“What’s wrong!?! I’m sorry, I promise I will help you find someone… I don’t know who yet but…” Aela trails off in thought then concern for you puts her thoughts on hold, “…we will just get it done.”

You respond by kissing her pert and firm breasts and trailing your kisses down her stomach, “That can wait for a bit, yes? I think I have more ways to show my appreciation of you.

“Let’s just say that ‘seeing’ you suffering the deteriorating effects of blood loss, is the opposite of a picnic too, for me.”