Upir

The room was Dark, though seeing with the power of Your supernatural eyes, You could tell that nothing had changed "Impressive" She said looking around "Told You." You answered with a smile.

Your Father's "Man Cave" was more like a "Man Hall" being a massive 20 meters long and 10 meters wide, the walls were a Navy Blue (Your father's favorite) having Four main areas.

The first was the Northwest corner, a beautifully decorated area, fit with a full bar, a mini-kitchen, flat-screen TV and large black couches. The Southwest corner where You stood was a recreational area, having a fitted custom table that could be interchangeable for, pool, table tennis, and Foosball.

Next to that was a fancy sitting area along with a small bookshelf filled with the old books that Your dad Used to collect and a very big hickory **** Cabinet.

To Your right on the Southeast was the Hot-tub and steam shower lined with Shiny black tiles, over by that was a spare area that Your dad originally intended to use as an office, though He ultimately decided to keep that for the House.

"He kept a Gym down here?" She asked looking over to the Northeast of the Massive space, "Yup that's right." The area was fitted with cushioned black mating, a Few exercise machines neatly lined up against the wall, though Your dad used to use the space mostly for his Martial arts and Yoga practice, fitness was very important to him... or at least it was.

Kicking off Your shoes, You carried Rose over the Sitting area and help Her into a soft chair, she squirmed into the seat, slumping in exhaustion as soon as she got the chance "W-We..." She said through a half wince "should start Planing..." her voice was Tired, You frowned "Seriously, You need to sleep, it can wait."

"We can't waste any time." She insisted, clutching at her side in pain. You looked upon Her shoes touching on the carpet, strangely it triggered a memory, an old one.

"For God's sake take Your shoes off charlie."

"Sorry, dad..."

"Listen well and don't forget, A man much treasure his cave, maybe one day when I'm gone I'll let You have this place for Yourself?"

"Wow dad, really, this whole place to myself!?"

"Perhaps. look at the time, come on kiddo, we'd best go pick Di up from College before I get another angry call, hurry up now let's go!"

The memory built up a cold feeling in You, a little faster than You would have liked. You rushed over to Rose and crouched down, taking off her shoes while grumbling with annoyance "When are You gonna get it through Your thick skull that You can't do this by Yourself!" She huffed, watching quietly as You carried her shoes over to the entrance, after coming back You walked over to the **** cabinet, carefully pulling open the Door and quickly fetching one of the cheaper looking bottles.

Rose watched as You grabbed a couple of tumblers and sat with her, placing the items on the table neatly and freezing for a moment. with a look of complete and absolute terror You looked up at Rose "...I'm gonna ask You something important and if the answer is no, I'm gonna go for a particularly short tan." Her face intensified as You prepared to ask the question "Can we... get drunk, does **** work on us I mean?" Rose frowned, sighing "by Cain..." She said shaking her head, You continued to stare, a deep fear in Your very bones, The Red-haired woman rolled her eyes "Yes." Almost immediately You poured Yourself a drink, swallowing the whiskey quickly before instantaneously refilling it.

After finishing half of the bottle in less than a moment, You paused looking To Rose, she looked like she could use a drink right now "Any for the lady?" She remained quiet, giving You a strange stare "Come on, when was the last time You let loose, we've got a whole lot of work to after tonight?" Rose seemed a little disarmed by the offer, eventually sighing in defeat "...I only drink wine."

"Wine?" You said, tilting Your head curiously "Red Wine." She added You shrugged with a smile "Wine it is."

The Two of You had been sat in a dull silence after You had found and poured Rose a glass of aged Merlot that Your dad kept in the back of the cabinet.

The Inquisitor didn't seem to be concerned with small talk, though after she finished Her glass she did not argue as You dared to refill it, "So, I was curious, You're clearly not from around here." She stared coldly "No." Even with the to the point cut of her voice, Rose was very softly spoken, Her smooth foreign accent made her pleasant to listen too when You could get anything out of her that is, "I mean You have a nice voice, smooth like butter, c'mon spill the beans, Where are You from?" She sipped her wine, pulling the liquid in gracefully with her red lips, "Romania." You pressed her with a look and another grin, Rose rolled her eyes again taking another much longer sip of her Red "Transylvania. Where the Elders are situated."

"The Elders?" You inquired curiously, Rose nodded

"The High Council, The First Ones, Highest of the Undead, We are Head of all Vampire Kind and purest holders of the Blood God's Gift." You paused, smiling happily as You recognized what she was talking about "Oh right, I read about the High Council in the Gerix Library, Plus Huginn mentioned a couple of things, You're one of them, doesn't that kinda make You a big deal!?" She finished her glass allowing for You to generously refill if for Her "I am not an Elder," She corrected "Just an Inquisitor."

"See but that sounds important too, what are You like some kind of Vampire detective?" Rose partook again of Her wine, "I am..." She paused, relaxing a little, the feeling of the Merlot relaxed her chest and quelled her pain "I am agent, sent by the Dark Sovereign to Hunt high-level threats." You raised an eyebrow "So a Vampire detective?" She sighed but nodded "Of sorts."

The Two of You continued to Drink, You with Your whiskey and Her with her Merlot, You were clowning around, cracking jokes, hearing the new You, unleashed by The Beast, You never knew that You could be this confident, it all felt so... natural, Rose even seemed to loosen up a little, becoming a little more talkative with each sip "Your father must have spent a lot on this area." She said looking around, You nodded, cradling the crystal glass carefully in Your powerful hands "He used to spend days in here at a time, Diana and I would be left to Nanny's and Au-pairs, He'd only ever really come to the House for work..." You stared at the Whiskey glass longingly, being reminded of all of those times he would tell that He didn't have time or he was busy "After my Mom died He never really came into the House at all, apparently."

"Apparently?" You nodded "She died when I was three..." You lay Your hand on the table. Rose stared at it for a moment, She looked a little apprehensive, a small conflict warring on her face as if she was fighting the urge to take Your hand, Her hands fidgeted, her fingertips light touching at Yours before she snapped out of it, a faint flush on her cheeks as she Smiled fully and in earnest for the first time since You met her, such a stunning smile, Her pearly white teeth flashing as she chuckled "You are an idiot." She said crossing her arms, "I tell You something personal and I'm an idiot?" You said in jest

"You make no sense." She stated coldly, though her gaze was deep and scarlet, "Oh?" You said, a kind of elusive, but at the same time present desire looked at You then, a mixture of fascination, Uncertainty, a flicker of wanting "You have killed, even eagerly preyed on others, hastily leaped to kill Your enemies..."

"But?" You said, waiting for the next part as she paused.

This was the most You had heard her say in one go, and it was passionate, full of care, the opposite of what You had seen so far "You are smart, ambitious, some," she hesitated "might even call You noble..." Rose crossed her arms and eyed You some more "You have been **** to me than most." You raised an eyebrow "Well this is unexpected, I am just trying to be respectful, nothing too obvious."

"Watching me Shower is pretty obvious" You flushed a little _"So she did notice, but she let me get away with it?" _You quickly changed the subject, "Well, You fascinate me also. cold, powerful, mysterious, One minute I'm sure You're going to rip me in two but then..." You looked into her Crimson orbs "You look at me like that." Rose looked away, her smile fading and Her body almost straightening "I... have a duty to carry out, nothing else matters." You frowned, things got quiet again after that, You tried to refill her now empty glass but she covered it with her Hand, "W-We should rest, We have a lot of planning to do tomorrow."

Rose tried to stumble to Her feet, the weight of the Wine, making Her fall a little off-balance, once again You did not hesitate to catch her, Her body awkwardly falling into Your arms.

You paused realizing exactly just where Your hands had caught Her. Rose's breasts were incredibly soft, even through the soft velvet of her Black dress, instinctively Your fingers gripped lightly causing Her to gasp a little in what You thought was a hint of pleasure.

The Fiery Haired Girl did nothing for a moment, merely looking at You before muttering "G-Get My bag. We need to find a place to put my coffin." You nodded, being snapped out of Your stupor "Yeah, I mean yes... good idea" Rose held herself upon the Table, pulling away from Your wanting hands as She gestured for You to grab Her bag.

After heaving the Heavy purse over to the Empty corner of the hall as directed, Rose weakly knelt, reaching into her bag... and reaching, further and further, until she was elbow deep "How... deep is that thing?" She grunted "As deep as I need it to be." You held back a snigger, though You eventually did see the Red symbol painted on the side of the purse "So the bag has a Blood rune on it too?" Rose nodded as she pulled out the two miniature coffins, hers red and Your dark, "Here." She tossed Yours to you, the weight once again catching You a little off guard.

Rose taught You how to bring the two back to size, pressing her thumb into the tiny symbol and propping her scarlet coffin against the wall as it slowly grew to size, You followed, watching with fascination as the small Mahogany Box grew back to its size.

She sighed, looking a little sad as she peered at Her coffin "What's wrong?" You inquired, Rose shrugged "Nothing." The coffin may have been cushioned on the inside, but having to lay upright like that couldn't be comfortable, especially with her internal wounds still bothering her the way they did "H-Hey..." You asked, making her pause as she opened the coffin with a glum look "Maybe You should sleep in the bed tonight until Your wounds heal a little better, You brought the bed right?" She stared strangely for a moment "You shouldn't be stressing Yourself, even a Vampire needs time to recover right, well I don't see that happening in a matchbox?" She caved "Yes, fine, okay... go get it out of my purse."

Being a Vampire entailed a lot of weird shit (as we all know) but ruffling through a tiny purse with an interior the size of what felt like a small trunk was up there on oddities, You felt around for several minutes, Your fingers eventually feeling at the familiar fabric of a tiny quilt and hardwood frame "Haha!" You cried triumphantly, pulling out the heavy but tiny Double bed and bringing it over.

Rose took the bed, placing it between the space of their coffins and setting it down. After a moment of watching it grow, You nodded "Okay, ummm... good night, or day actually, I'll just leave You to it." You shuffled over to Your coffin only to be stopped by a Quiet call "Wait." You turned, Rose was looking at the bed, tapping her knuckles in what You thought was a sliver of nervousness "I have a request." She said bluntly, You raised a brow "Yeah?"

"My recovery has been going much faster than expected" She paused again "After You had found me on the roof, You gave me Your blood."

"You want me to give You More?" faced with her request directly, Rose flushed, You smiled "Sure."

Rose tucked herself underneath the scarlet covers, You sat next to her, pulling away Your sleeve and offering it to her warmly, Rose hesitated slightly but eventually, not locking eyes with You as Her teeth, sharp and white as marble sank into Your pale skin.

This was different from the last time. Before the pain was slight and the elusive pleasure of having Your blood drunk was fairly moderate, this time, however... was different indeed. You groaned as Rose began to drunk, the wave of pleasure hitting You immediately, so much so that the pain of the bite was near non-existent, The Inquisitor pulled gently at Your veins, her eyes suddenly locking with Yours as a melting feeling came over Your body.

This sensation was so weird, so new that it would be incomprehensible to any mortal, Pulse after pulse of her gentle swallows washed over your body, relaxing You as Your power flowed into Her, Rose had a dumb look on her face, eyes half open as she Moaned slightly at the taste, Your muscles relaxed, all but one that was, that pushed harshly against Your fly, suddenly Rose was not just a beautiful woman, she was a Goddess, the same that You had laid eyes on in the nude, even with her clothing on she seemed to glow with desire, You wanted to take her, ravage her, have Your way with her, it felt like the right thing to do only... not in an altogether bad way.

In those moments Rose felt like a long connected lover, Her and Her body were meant for You, completely and utterly, the two of You were bound together, You had to have Her. Rose pulled away from wrist her eyes fluttering as You gritted Your teeth. There was a brief moment of intense silence between the two of You, interrupted as You swept down to kiss the Red-Haired Beauty with a beastly need.

Your lips collided, hands wrapping around her to feel, vigorously. Her lips were like heaven, beautifully soft and wet with Your blood, the taste of sweet iron came as Your tongue invaded her mouth, grabbing thoughtlessly at her sizeable rear.

Rose did nothing at first, the shock of it all not set in, even as Your hands snaked up and down her powerful thighs, though after a moment she seemed to just kind of sink, allowing You to dominate her swiftly. You groaned, Your solid erection pressing against Rose's waist as Your left hand slithered up to grasp at her covered breasts and Your right falling to reach under her skirt. Lefty hit his mark, grabbing tightly at her bosom, kneading tirelessly for a moment before searching and focusing on Her nipple which was hard with her arousal. despite Your terrible want to stuff her like a turkey, Your right hand paused as it reached the skirt, the insane heat from her pussy warming and welcoming, luring You further in as Your fingers wormed between her legs and against her pantie covered opening.

Grasping hard on the damp fabric, You ripped it away, immediately feeling the slick, buttery texture of her mound, shaved smooth and wet with anticipation. You felt along the length of her slit, tracing from bottom to top, crossing along Her labia and up to her clit, Rose grunted into Your mouth, her body tensing slightly at the stimulation, back down her pussy Your fingers searched, playfully caressing until Your fingers began to sink, Rose exhaled hard as You began to enter her, Your digit sliding slowly between her walls, wriggling slightly and sending loud echos of pleasure through the Inquisitors body.

Something changed, not in You, but in the body of the woman beneath You, Her body stopped squirming in pleasure but tensed with fury, Rose's hands pressed hard against Your chest, her eyes red and her teeth bore, her beauty twisting into a predatory Scowl, she hissed, batting away both of Your hands and sending You tumbling out of the bed.

You lay there for a moment, having knocked Your head on the ground on the way down, it didn't hurt at all... the blow seemed to smash a little bit of clarity back into Your mind, "What in the fuck, just happened?" You thought, a little dazed, there was no movement from above, Rose was silent and it was a little intimidating, You wheezed, realizing just how hard she had pressed against Your chest "That... that probably would have killed anyone else." The bones in Your chest were cracked, The creaking of them gently sealing back up sending a flash of pain into Your lungs.

It was quiet then, You lay there and Rose didn't make a sound, eventually, after all of Your chest cavity had repaired itself, You got the courage to rise.

Rose lay still, her back facing You. You stood, a worried expression painted on Your face "H-Hey, I'm sorry I just..." Rose turned, You flinched as You saw the shock on her face, Her teeth were clenched tightly, eyes positively blazing as she stared, You frowned "I'll just... leave You be." You said sadly, turning to get into You coffin.

A Hand tightly grasped at Your wrist, Rose had reached out, eyes and hand locked on You, the terrifying expression still on her face. Gently and with an odd amount of care, Rose carefully pulled You down and into the bed with her, You lay flat while the Beastly woman wrapped her arms and legs around You, her head resting on Your chest like it had last night.

"She's my sister." Her voice was deep, monstrous. You felt Your chest sink "Sister?" You felt her head nod on Your chest "You stink of her." She muttered, "When You are turned by another... a bit of them passes onto You." Her grip on You tightened, though not in a harmful way "I am not like You." She said even quieter in practically a whisper "I am programmed to kill my Mark." You stared up at the ceiling a little unsure of what to think, Though You took this opportunity to ask something that You had been thinking about "You're not a normal Vampire are You?" You began "You breathe, only a little but I notice it from time to time. I've seen You both out in the sunlight and Your power..." You chuckled "If You weren't injured that push would have killed me." She was quiet for a moment, but then spoke in her eerily hushed tone "I am not a Vampire." Her head raised to look up at You, Your eyes meeting, her face still twisted in a primal fury "I am Upir."