She drops the gun (S1)

Claire dropped the gun when Leon charged at her. She smiled hopelessly and accepted her fate.

It’s just cruel, she thought. She has already accepted that she’d lost everyone. Leon showing up actually brought her some hope, but that was even more brutal when she had to watch him turned into one of those bloodsucking monsters and attacked her.

There is no hope.

Leon ferociously grabbed her arm and bit down. A pair of terrible stings swarmed her brain and made her cry painfully. But those faded away quickly and all she could feel was numbness.

A strange warmth was drowning her body and arousing her, as she felt her lower part becoming more and more wet. When she stared at the beast savagely sucking her arm, she found him more attractive than before and herself drooling.

He is...so delicious...I want to taste him too...Claire felt a hunger building inside her, not for blood, but something else, something lewd and voracious.

Her blood was flowing away and she was becoming weaker every second. But she couldn’t hold it anymore. She slid her available hand inside her pants and reached for the juicy hole. After drilling two fingers into her cunt, she felt herself being released from the nightmare and embracing the pure pleasure.

“Ah...Ah!” She moaned blissfully from both the bite and the masturbation.

As if reacting to her moans, Leon grabbed her arm with more strength and bit harder. His manhood was erecting, desperately wanted broke the shackle of his jeans.

Immediately he groaned with annoyance, unzipped the jeans to reveal his harden dick, and tried to **** it with his right hand. Although he was a little clumsy as he was mostly focusing on feeding on Claire’s right arm. He was impatient when he wanted to enjoy both pleasures but couldn’t.

And Claire noticed that in a glance.

He must have felt the same about me, too...Giggling and looking at the large thing reaching out of his jeans, Claire had all the fantasies about Leon and pulled her already wet hand out of her pants.

She reached out her hand and wrapped it around the root of Leon’s manhood. His dick was unnaturally cold, which surprised her for a moment, but that didn’t scare her. Her soft fingers gently squeezed Leon’s manhood back and forth, and massaged the top in between.

Leon moaned lustfully as the smooth hand job she gave him made him much more calm and focused back on biting her arm. Strange, Claire didn’t know that she could do this kind of thing to a man, or to herself. Damn, she wouldn’t even have thought of such things before.

How am I...Well, I think that doesn’t matter anymore...

After a satisfying moan between his swallows, Leon squirted a large batch semen in her hand and on her pants. Claire was becoming more and more dizzy due to the blood loss, but when she looked at the white, turbid liquid in her hand, she had an excessive urge to lick it.

It smells good...If only I can...

Just when she raised her hand and was about to indulge herself, Leon released her and jumped backwards.

No...Don’t stop...

She looked at Leon with a pale face and hazy eyes, and a twisted expression full of lustful desires. She was eager to put her bleeding arm back in Leon’s mouth, but her body was too weak to fulfill the task. She took a few steps back before collapsing down on the floor, struggling at the brink of losing consciousness.

She saw Leon reaching his hand into his mouth to touch his fangs with a fearful expression, but all she thought was how cute his tiny fangs were. She wanted them in her thighs, in her breasts and in her neck. Please, Leon, take me...

However, she was heartbroken when Leon cried painfully and fell down into the sewer behind him by accident. The water flow was strong down there, so he must’ve been washed away.

No! Come back to me...Yet she could do nothing but sat by the wall. She was still horny but her whole body was numb. If this was the ending for her, it was still cruel.

A dozen minutes have passed and Leon hasn’t come back. Her arm has stopped bleeding, the aphrodisiac effect from the vampire’s saliva was slowly fading, and her fear and loneliness were coming back, just not as strong as before.

Because this time she knew she was doomed.

Claire looked at the pair of puncture wounds on her arm and found them rather fascinating. She was afraid of dying alone, but with these, she would be turned into a thirsty vampire in a few hours and spend the rest of the nights on feeding and fucking.

Perhaps I can still find Leon after I turn and continue what’s not finished...Well, that’s too good to be true. Claire slightly laughed at her own lewd thoughts. Before tonight, she didn’t even think of dating a boy, and now all she was thinking about was sex. Well, I guess becoming a vampire is all that bad.

As the aphrodisiac effect completely faded and her rational mind came back, she noticed something weird. She read the reports about the symptoms of being infected with the vampire virus, and the fever should’ve come, but it didn’t.

In fact, except for feeling weak from the blood loss, she didn’t have any of those symptoms now. What did that mean? Was she immune? Did that have any connection with Leon’s strange turning? She couldn’t answer any of those questions.

And she didn’t have the luxury of strength to concern for those. Even if she’s fine, she didn’t think she could safely traverse the sewer system and find a way out. The blood on the floor wound eventually attract the vampires, or something worse, and she would become a feast to them. Nothing would changed. She’s doomed anyway.

Claire smiled as she didn’t feel fearful and lonely anymore. She closed her eyes and awaited her fate.

“Ah!”

Minutes later a scream of horror pierced the air, echoed in the sewer and woke her from the peaceful rest. She recognized that the voice in shock. It was no other’s but Sherry’s.

“Sherry...?” Claire struggled to stand up by holding the pipes on the wall. A dizziness struck her head and she almost fell down again instantly. But a strong sense of care was keeping her up.

The voice came from the lower waterway of the west district. Although It was actually not far from here, it was a distance long enough to get her in trouble. But all she was thinking was Sherry’s safety.

“Sherry...I’m coming...” Claire picked up the gun on the floor and stumbled along the passageway.