Take them both

So, are we doing this gently, or chaotic?

Freya turned around & raised an eyebrow. Gently? She made sure Nick saw her fangs. We're not doing anything gentle tonight. We're going in all 'fangs out & ready to kill', & once we're done we'll be all 'fangs out & ready to fuck'.

Freya opened the door. "Hello? Anyone home?"

A voice came from the living room. "Right here, honey."

Freya turned to Nick. "Let's go."

They walked down the hallway to the living room, to find both her parents standing in front of a table. When they saw the blood on their faces & even their fangs, they weren't scared at all, as they assumed it was a costume. Even Freya's suit was assumed to be a costume, as they'd never seen it before.

"How is the party going, sweetie?"

"Very well, Dad. We're having so much fun. Remember Nick?" Nick waved.

"Yes. Welcome back, Nicholas. How are your parents?"

"I don't know, ma'am. I don't talk to them anymore, & they really won't want to know me after this!"

Freya rushed over to her father while Nick sped over to Freya's mother.

"What? What's happening here? I demand to know."

Holding him with an inhuman strength, Freya obliged. "Alright then, Daddy. We're here to kill you both. You see, ol' Nick the Fanged Stud over here turned me into a vampire, unleashed the evil within me, & now I'm going to kill you both, & everything here will be mine! HAHAHAHA!"

With that, Freya sank her fangs into her father's neck & drank deeply of his red nectar. As she kept drinking, Nick, who was pressed against her mother, was enthralled by Freya's drinking, & got hard, his erection being felt against her mother's ass.

"You're sick!" She strained up against him, trying to break free of her captor, but Nick was far too strong.

Just as he was about to be fully drained, Freya stopped feeding. She hadn't killed her father, not yet, but he would be dead soon.

"Damn, Freya. I got hard watching you do that."

"Of course you did, Master. Now, bring me my mother."