Becoming One

You pumped relentlessly into Claudia's cunt, half out of a sex-drunk haze, and half because you were pressed for time. Feeling the Noblewoman's cold form gyrate harshly on Your full-mast "Uh... Oh ---- Hmmmm, by... the blood god!" Cleo cried, the water in the bathtub widely shifting and spilling as her face contorted "Pull my hair!" She demanded, but you merely grinned, gently caressing her thighs which sped up with frustration.

"Who's your boyfriend?" You asked, smiling devilishly.

Cleo snarled, eyes flashing and fangs lengthening, she made a half-hearted attempt at grabbing your throat, though, with a masterful flurry of hands, you caught her wrists with ease. Cleo roared, her cunt squeezing and writhing with her coming orgasm. "Who... is... your... boyfriend?" You repeated.

"I HATE YOU, JUST TEAR MY HAIR OUT AND RIP MY CUNT IN HALF YOU USELESS FUCK!!" She could yell and roar all she wanted... it wasn't going to happen, You were going to break this behaviour even if it meant driving her even deeper into madness, hey two steps back, two steps forward... that was the saying right?

No... no that is not even close.

"Ah fuck it... literally."

Pushing deeper and breaching the Gothic beauty's vice tight insides as they rumbled for her coming orgasm, and so you tripled down, "I'm your boyfriend. I have you and I'm never letting you go... because... I care about you... Ugh you're so tight, come with me, Claudia. Say it."

Tears began to stream down her face as she moaned girlishly, her body slowly relaxing into yours, her strange mixture of joyous moans and bloody tears exploding violently into a symphonic and ungodly mixture of pain and pleasure, Claudia's lips parting to whisper "I'm y-your girlfriend..."

That was weak "Again." You whispered back

"I-I'm your Girlfriend!!" She shouted, gasping as You rocketed even deeper into her snatch, pushing your length in a fast and harsh rhythm that was beginning to eke out your own climax.

"AGAIN!!" You roared, the sea of red within beginning to stir and rock like a violent tsunami, the Beast taking hold as Cleo echoed our your final command, a great big smile on her face.

"Ough!!!! I AM YOUR GIRLFRIEND!!!! FUCK!"

Do not resist me...

Quaking uncontrollably, You felt your cock explode deep into Cleo's womb, stuffing her full with your sticky white cum as she creamed, her arms locked around your neck as your combined juices spilt out into the water. Cleo let out heavy false breaths, hugging you tightly as she spoke "...I-It was just pillow talk... I... I didn't mean it I... Charlie?"

She noticed it finally, it wasn't You, she was hugging, she was Hugging the Beast. But this was not the same as when the Beast had taken over before, it was more nuanced, sinister, powerful.

How interesting... You aren't there at all are you?

Jaws, opening, You stared with eyes that were such a bright red that even the whites of your eyes were bloodshot, the long fangs in your strong jaw tracing closer towards Cleo's open neck, the Girl herself seemingly frozen in fear as Your cheeks became sharp and tight.

Are you not going to stop me? even at this level of intoxication? it is certainly very strange isn't it, now that I think about it, this is hardly me.

Your long dark tongue lapped hungrily at her neck, a murderous Ire sweeping through the room as Your bloodlust only grew "C-Charlie?" is all she could squeak out, maybe because the only expression on your face was one of a terrible joy, your Ridgid white teeth locked together, anticipating the sweet flavour of your midnight Cleo's dead blood.

Where is your self-control... does us being one mean a loss of your inhibitions? you have to ask yourself... who's the Beast now?

You tensed, tensed as Hard as You could, it was all you could do to stop yourself, You could not bite her, you'd drain her dry, you'd kill her "hmmmm..." Is all you could muster, through your haze of bloodlust, feeling her shiver under your grasp.

Keep going like this, and you're going to explode.

Pushing, tensing, pushing, tensing, you grasped every drop, every pinch of control and poured it into your spirit, into your muscles and into your mind, where it filled all of the space, swelling in your blood and enrapturing your veins. Your Will, vs your Instincts: An unstoppable **** vs an immovable object.

You face went beet red, the veins in your forehead bulging, cheek muscles flexing, your cock (Still buried deep inside Claudia's cunt) hardening and building, making the woman gasp in a vain attempt to draw in air.

It built and grew and swelled, your faint heartbeat thumping like drums of war as the battle for your body came to it's climax.

And then, you snapped.

*SnAp*

Slipping backwards, your back hit hard against the head of the bathtub, a painful clicking squelches in your left eye as the blood in your veins finally figured out how to unclog themselves, rushing once again through the canal of your well of you infinite vigour.

Claudia seemed to relax a little, unsheathing herself from you as she touched your face, she was saying something, her lips were moving but you couldn't hear it, all you could hear was the ringing in your ears, but with the slowing tambre of your heart, the ringing began to fall away, and you could just about make out what she was saying as You tried to blink the pain in your left eye away.

"C~a~..... H~er~ M~.... Can you~~ Charlie~ Charlie can you hear~ Can you hear me, Charlie?" The sound faded in and You nodded.

"Yeah..." You muttered hoarsely "I'm... I'm sorry." You apologised, wincing at the pain in your eye.

She ignored your apology, instead, fussing over your cheek "Looks like you've blown a blood vessel, What the hell was that? You were so intense, I thought you were going to kill me?" Her tone was fast and almost wonderous, what the hell was wrong with this girl.

You smiled... you didn't know why. "I was... Have you got the time?" You asked, your voice suddenly springy

"I- um..." thrown off by the sudden clarity in your voice, Cleo reached over the side of the tub, into her clothes that were bundled on the floor to fetch her phone, she gave it a quick glance "Seven-Fortyfive." Cleo looked back to the tub but you were already at the black mirror, staring at Your reflection.

Your midnight black hair shone, the curls dripping, your pale skin glistened, and as You looked into your eyes, one bright as Gold surrounded by the pool of white, the Golden orb on the left side was coated in a dark scarlet red pool where your vessel had burst.

Cleo looked on as You sighed "Not healing..." You muttered, turning to look with your now mismatched eyes at Cleo "So much for looking my best huh? Oh well." You zipped toward the towel rack, Cleo barely able to follow your speed.

"Don't act like that didn't just happen!?" Cleo said, jumping out of the Bath and charging up to you, her perky breasts jiggling as they did "I've never felt anything like that before, I'd be surprised if the entire City didn't fell that... It was like I was about to be eaten by a pack of wolves!" She cried as You towelled off.

"Come on, you're exaggerating, I'm all bark, no bite."

"I'm serious, Charlie--"

You grabbed Cleo by the waist, growling deeply at her scent "I like it when you call me, Charlie." You grinned, she was a little disarmed "I'm fine, just a little hiccup with my other half." You tapped your chest.

Fascination and fear was in those brown eyes "You really are the Purest aren't you?" She asked.

You shrugged, "I'm just a Vampire with Four..." Pulling her into a sudden and very voracious kiss, Cleo did not squirm as your tongues wrestled, her intricate hands feeling at Your face, her lips longing for more as you parted "...Five, Girlfriends. And If I don't hurry, I am going to end up late."

She nodded "Okay... Okay. I'll get some clothes, You suck at matching." She said pulling away and going for the exit.

You watched her full butt jiggle as she left "Thank you, Claudia!" playfulness filled your tone.

She raised her arm, giving you the finger as she vanished behind the corner.

"I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her leave."

You are losing control... you're tub is overfilled, it's starting to spill.

You peered at the Tub, the floor beneath it drenched, pools culminating at it's golden feet "I know... I don't know if I'm me... or if I'm you... But it doesn't matter, I have people to focus on." You said aloud.

We will see. What effects your procrastination has... in time...

The Beast fell into a gentle slumber, locking himself in his cage at sea, the sensation gifting you a more relaxed stance as You smirked.

"So much for a relaxing bath."