Tori let's it happen

[Tori's POV, Seattle, 2029. The first days of the Vampire Revolution.]

Tori is conflicted. She can't get over how beautiful, how magnetic, her mother has become. She can't stop thinking about her mother's sharp fangs in her shoulder, her blood flowing into her mother's mouth.

On the other hand, she accepts the brutal reality that her mother is a vicious killer.

Torn by indecision, she makes no choice either way, letting her mother set the agenda.

Carla leads Tori to the bedroom. Once inside, Carla pulls Tori into a firm embrace, their lips locking. Tori can taste the faint flavor of her blood on Carla's lips. Closing her eyes, she kisses back passionately, pressing herself against her mother's full figure. Carla's tongue slips into Tori's mouth, and Tori begins to suck on it. With her own tongue, Tori feels Carla's fangs.

This is so wrong... In so many ways... Tori thinks, hating herself for how much she craves the sensation of her mother's lips on hers. Her mother's teeth on her neck.

They kiss for a bit longer, making their way to the bed.

"I love you so much, honey" Carla coos. Tori feels her reservations evaporating. It's not something that she heard much growing up. "The new world is going to be so much better. Just you and me, doing whatever we want, together" Carla says. Tori doesn't want to think about it, she just wants to be held.

Carla pushes Tori down onto the bed, pulling Tori's shirt up over head.

"You're so beautiful" Carla says, looking over her daughter's exposed chest. Tori shudders a bit, seeing her mother's still-extended fangs. Carla slips out of her dress and stands before Tori, hands on her hips, a wry smile on her face. She isn't wearing any underwear, and Tori admires her think patch of pubic hair.
Tori reaches out tentatively, and runs her fingers along her mother's smooth, flat stomach. She looks up, enraptured by the confidence and intensity of her mother's eyes. She's a different person Tori thinks ...stronger. Carla bends, cupping Tori's cheek, and gives her a slow, strong kiss. Looking back down, Tori runs her fingers though her mom's pubic hair. It's so soft.

Carla gently nudge her daughter's head forward with her hand, pushing Tori towards her sex. Tori sees a drop of moisture between her mother's lips. Leaning forward, she runs her tongue along Carla's slit. Carla sighs contentedly, spreading her legs a bit.

"That feels so good, sweetie. I love you" Carla moans as Tori begins to lick her mother's sex more forcefully. Her tongue runs between the moist folds of her mother's pussy, her lips brushing against Carla's clit. Her mother tastes sweet, and a little acidic.

"I've... I've never done this before" Tori says unconfidently.

"You're going great, honey" Carla moans, pushing Tori's face back into her sex. "Suck a little".

Tori, taking the instruction, seals her lips around her mother's clit, and sucks, as her tongue flicks over her the sensitive button. Carla moans louder. She yanks on Tori's hair, pulling her head away, and bends, kissing her daughter. Carla pushes Tori to lay back on the bed, and moves to straddle Tori's face. Carla begins to ride her daughter's face, moaning more loudly. Tori tries to keep up - kissing, licking, sucking - but her mother is very much in control. Carla slides her wet pussy over Tori's lips, faster and faster.

Tori feels Carla's body begin to tense, as the riding becomes more frantic. Although she never imagined it before, Tori finds that she enjoys being used. Her mother holds a clump of Tori's hair in her fist as her clit slides over Tori's tongue. Carla cries out, her body wracked with climax, as Tori smiles under her. Carla collapses down and lays next to Tori. They hold hands and softly kiss. Carla nibbles on Tori's nose and chin. Tori interlocks her fingers with her mother's, bringing Carla's hand to her mouth and kissing it.

"That was incredible" Carla sighs. "I feel so close to you." (Tori isn't sure if Carla means it, or knows which of Tori's buttons to push. In the moment, she doesn't care, it just feels nice to be close.)

Carla's fingers trace their way down Tori's torso, between her breasts, over her stomach, to her thighs. Carla strokes Tori's thighs, and it tickles a little. The teasing is driving Tori wild. Abruptly, Carla removes her hand, and flips Tori over, so that Tori's face is in the sheets, her butt up in the air. Tori quivers with anticipation as Carla kneels behind her.

Tori gasps when she feels her mother's tongue licking over her backdoor. Not in a million years had she imagined doing something this...dirty. She moans into the sheets as Carla's tongue probes her ass, Carla's thumb rubbing her clit in circles. Tori clutches at the sheets, biting her lip, as her mother's tongue roams across her pussy and ass. Tori is sad when the licking stops, but soon feels her mother's fangs sinking into the flesh of her ass. Carla's fingers continue rubbing Tori's clit as she feeds.

The combined stimulation of Carla's bite and Carla's fingers is too much. Tori's little body begins to shake as her orgasm washes over her. She collapses into the sheets, a sweaty mess, comforted when she feels her mother's weight pressing against her. She falls asleep, feeling totally relaxed.

Tori startles awake. Looking at the clock, she sees that it's 4pm - still light outside. Looking next to her, she sees Carla sleeping peacefully.

Despite going to sleep relaxed, Tori had slept fitfully, her dreams dominated by images of her mother hunting. Some were replays of her mother's attacks on Lily and Tara; others were imagined.

Tori feels guilty and ashamed. For all of it. Her mother's seduction seemed to be wearing off a bit while she slept. As quietly as she can, Tori lifts herself from the bed, and goes to her own room. She locks the door, before collapsing onto her own bed.

I'll figure this all out later...I just need to sleep.