Vampire's Caress [OC; f/f, rape; throat-cutting(/-biting); semi-con]

“Get back here, creature!” Miraya slammed open a huge double door, barging into what looked to be the castle's throne room, her sword at the ready, every single of the tall stained-glass windows she'd seen from the outside hung with thick carpets to block out all sunlight, the room only lit by a scant few braziers. “Stop running!”

“My, whyever would I do that?” The woman's taunting voice seemed to echo from all around the elven fighter. “Seeing as you seem to be so intent on trying to kill me.”

“I will kill you!” Miraya shouted into the empty room, rapidly looking all around for any signs of her mark. “For what you did to my sister! And all those other girls!”

“Your sister? Oh, of course, that cute little redhead. You have the same hair.” This time the voice seemed to be coming from right behind her, and Miraya slowed down as if giving up the search. “She was quite …delectable.” The creature's voice, dripping with both mocking and seductiveness, slowly grew closer. “But you can take solace in the fact that her last moments were filled with the most intense pleasure she experienced in her life. …A courtesy I'm willing to extend to you too.”

Now! With an angry shout Miraya spun around, swinging her blade at head height – only for it to strike empty air, nothing but flickering shadows behind her, the creature's laughter sounding all around her. “Dammit, stop toying with me! Show yourself!”

“Oh, but I am right here.” Miraya turned and struck again, but too slow. The vampiress rather easily caught her sword arm at the wrist and before Miraya had time to react, grabbed her chin with the other hand, forcing Miraya to look right into her dark …beautiful …entrancing eyes.

“Wh-what are you… do…ing…” Miraya could feel her body weakening, a green haze encroaching on her mind as the vampiress just smiled at her.

“Foolish girl. To chase me all the way into my domain. If you'd wanted to live, you had stayed in the sunlight.”

“N-no… stop…” But before long Miraya couldn't resist anymore, her sword clattering to the ground as she surrendered, mind and body, to her mistress.

“There we go.” Letting go of Miraya, Carmilla – a beautiful name befitting her divine beauty – stepped close to the light of a brazier, finally giving her a clear look of who she'd been tracking all this time.

The dancing orange light flickering over her pale grey skin, her large, beautiful wings, long dark brown hair, her slender but sharp face, her smile clearly showing her elongated teeth, her grey eyes with black sclerae that had so easily caught Miraya in their spell. Her ankle-length dark red skirt that didn't seem to hinder her movements at all, and her bracers, headgear and chestpiece, which covered little more than half of her breasts, showcasing both her midriff and large cleavage, all looking as if hewn from some ancient stone and adorned with bright green glowing gems.

“Look at me like this any longer and you'll start to drool.” Carmilla chuckled. “Your sister was just as impressed as you are; do you not have any pretty women in your little village?”

“None anywhere near as beautiful as you, Mistress.” A small part in the back of her head kept telling Miraya that she originally preferred the company of men, but that couldn't be right, could it, she desired none more than her mistress.

“Follow me.” Carmilla turned towards a door at the side of the room, barely visible in the weak light, leading Miraya up a narrow, winding staircase until they stepped into a large bedroom, lavishly furnished with a big desk, shelves filled with books, large paintings on the walls, a fancy couch, and a huge canopy bed, the whole room more uniformly lit, even if Miraya couldn't make out any torches or sources of light at all.

Carmilla turned around, suddenly standing dangerously close to Miraya. “I want you to know that, ever since the moment you stepped into these walls, your life is mine. I could snap your neck like a twig.” Carmilla placed a hand around Miraya's throat, making her gasp in surprise, but also shudder under her mistress' touch, her cool skin perfectly smooth. “Or strangle you without even breaking a sweat.” Carmilla pushed upwards, forcing Miraya to stand on her tiptoes, the pressure on her neck eliciting a choked gasp.

“…But I won't.” The vampiress suddenly let go, and Miraya barely managed to stay on her feet, drawing in greedy breaths. “Not yet anyway. First I will show you pleasure greater than you could ever have imagined.”

“Let's get you out of that armour, shall we? …Not that it would have done you any good anyways.” Carmilla added, and Miraya knew that her mistress could have easily bent, if not torn through the ordinary steel. But there wasn't any need for that as she obediently raised her arms, undoing the leather straps holding her chestplate and quickly taking off both halves with Carmilla's assistance, simply letting them, along with the tassets hanging from them, fall to the ground with a clattering sound. Followed quickly by her belt, gauntlets and greaves, leaving Miraya in little more than her long padded shirt, which Carmilla effortlessly tore open at the front, spilling bits of cotton as she tossed the ruined shirt to the side, revealing Miraya's panties as well as the similarly white bandages wrapped around her chest.

Miraya started to unwrap the bandages, but Carmilla just sliced through them with a fingernail, with enough pressure to also leave a thin red cut right between Miraya's fair-sized, firm breasts, and the redhead gasped in both pain and arousal as a moment later the vampiress leaned forward to slowly run her tongue up Miraya's chest, sensually lapping up some of the blood. Her face still pressed against her breasts, suddenly Carmilla reached down to rub her fingers along the outside of Miraya's pussy through her slightly damp panties for a handful of seconds, before easily tearing them away as well, pulling back a moment later to leave Miraya fully naked, already lightly panting and her face flush, and Carmilla chuckled. “You taste quite sweet. I'm sure you'll make a fine plaything for tonight.”

“I suppose now it's only fair I show you myself a little more as well, no?” Carmilla took off her chestpiece, carefully placing it on a nearby table as she fully revealed her large breasts with small dark grey areolae, and after observing Miraya's reaction for a moment chuckled. “Yes, you may touch them.”

“Thank you, Mistress.” Miraya took a small step closer, cupping both of Carmilla's breasts in her hands; her skin was cool to the touch, and while no less soft than her own, Miraya still got the feeling it would be so much tougher to pierce, now she wasn't even sure if her sword would have sufficed, but as she gently squeezed them, the flesh was just as supple as she'd expected.

After a few moments, with an alluring smile Carmilla placed a hand atop Miraya's and pushed, making the redhead grope her as she let out a small gasp, the sound of her mistress' delight music to Miraya's ears. Carmilla abruptly backed away a little, reaching for one of Miraya's shoulders to turn her as she slid around her to suddenly be standing right behind Miraya, her breasts and noticeably hard nipples pressing against her bare back, as one hand reached down, rubbing over the outside of Miraya's crotch, already making her draw in a sharp breath-

Only for that breath to suddenly turn into a pained scream as Carmilla sunk her teeth into the soft flesh above Miraya's collarbone, her bite piercing trough the skin and into the muscle, a large trickle of blood beginning to run down her breast before Carmilla placed her lips on the wound, lapping up and sucking Miraya's blood, and despite the pain, she could also feel her arousal growing, a heat rising in her chest and her pussy quickly getting wet enough for some of her juices to start dripping down her thighs.

“Know that this is your fate now.” Carmilla's sultry voice right next to her ear, and her cool breath against her skin made Miraya shiver. “Pleasure and pain, until I decide to claim your life. You should feel honoured to be giving yourself to me.”

“I… am, Mistress.” In response to Miraya's answer, with a low laugh Carmilla started groping her left breast with one hand, then pushed two fingers deep into Miraya's expectantly wet pussy, eliciting a moan from the redhead. In between continuing to suck and lick at Miraya's wound again, even if the bleeding slowly seemed to slow down, Carmilla kept caressing her breast and fingering her with slow, measured movements, yet pushing deep into her with each thrust, and very soon Miraya's pleasure was filling her whole body, supplanting what little pain there was, and rhythmically gasping and moaning, her eyes closed in pleasure, she fully surrendered herself to her mistress' touch, everything else forgotten and unimportant.

However a little later Carmilla withdrew both her hands, leaving Miraya aching for more as her pleasure swiftly subsided, and she turned her head to the side to find her Mistress wearing a content smile, her lips and mouth completely smeared with blood. Suddenly she leaned forward a bit, reaching for the back of Miraya's head with one hand to lock their lips in a fervent kiss, Carmilla's tongue carrying with it the faintly sweet, metallic taste of her own blood alongside some other diffuse yet enticing aroma as the vampiress explored Miraya's mouth, the redhead's light moan muffled by their interlocked lips.

Once more Carmilla broke their kiss far too soon, instead stepping back a little and taking Miraya's hand to pull her to the huge canopy bed, the blood that had been pooling in between Miraya's clavicles to trickle down between her breasts suddenly running down both sides of her neck as she lay down on top of the smooth dark red satin sheets.

Miraya shuddered as Carmilla leaned down next to her, briefly giving her a beautiful view of her large, swaying breasts, to lick up the blood from the side of her neck, caressing it with her fingers for a moment before placing a kiss right on top of Miraya's throat, making her reflexively swallow and hold her breath as Carmilla bared her teeth to lightly press into the soft skin of her neck, but after a few seconds the vampiress pulled back with a dark chuckle. “Don't worry, we're not done quite yet. I'll exercise patience a little longer.”

Standing up and walking around the bed, a seductive sway to her hips even in these few movements, Carmilla only had to gently push Miraya's legs apart and she obediently spread them, baring her positively drenched pussy to her mistress as she knelt on the bed inbetween Miraya's legs. Carmilla leaned down and once more even the slightest touch of hers made Miraya gasp in pleasure, as the vampiress slowly dragged her tongue along the outside of the redhead's pussy to lap up some of her juices before finally softly sucking her clit directly-

Then suddenly pulling back and sinking her teeth into the soft inside of Miraya's thigh to effortlessly draw blood, her moans of pleasure suddenly turning into a pained gasp – only to turn back to a moan seconds later as after just briefly sucking on the wound, Carmilla returned her attention to Miraya's pussy, licking her much more intensely this time, her tongue pushing apart her labia as she began rubbing Miraya's clit with her thumb.

Shamelessly gasping and moaning as Carmilla continued pleasuring her in between drinking up some of her blood, the pain of the small wound only seeming to add to her ecstasy, Miraya felt the tension and desire building up inside her, soon driving her straight towards her climax. Even though she knew that reaching said climax most likely meant that her life would be forfeit in short order too, but she didn't find it in her to care. If anything, the knowledge that she'd get to give her life to her mistress, of her impending end, only served to further add to Miraya's pleasure.

But it seemed that Carmilla could also sense Miraya approaching her limit and in response slowed down her movements, gently teasing the redhead's pussy just enough to never let her pleasure ebb, but not enough to push her over the edge, leaving her teetering just at the brink of release, the cruelly sweet sensation making Miraya bite lower lip, beads of sweat running down her forehead and breasts, until after what felt like a short blissful eternity, she finally found her voice. “P-please, Mistress… I beg you, l-let me…”

“As you desire.” Carmilla pushed two fingers all the way inside Miraya, at the same moment biting deep into the inside of her thigh right beside her pussy, and the sudden flood of sensations pushed Miraya over the edge, moaning, all but screaming in pleasure, her fingers digging into the sheets and her back arching, prompting Carmilla to hold down her hips with her other hand as she continued her ministrations. Miraya's orgasm lasted longer than any she'd ever had, the pleasure and heat washing over her body as she savoured every split second of it like it might be the last. …And ultimately it was, Miraya's ecstasy slowly subsiding to be replaced with a content warmth inside her, even the pain of her injuries, blood dripping down the insides of her thighs, but an afterthought.

Carmilla stood up, her mouth smeared in copious amounts of red, along with what might have been some of Miraya's juices, as she slowly licked her lips before contently swallowing. “Now, wasn't that delightful?”

Only after several seconds of silence did Miraya realise it had been an actual question, not rhetorical, hurrying to answer inbetween her panting breaths. “Yes, Mistress… I- Thank you.”

“You're most welcome.” Carmilla replied in a low, sensual tone. “This is the least I can do for any of my …prey.” With a smile that bared her – also stained red – pointed teeth, she held out a hand, easily pulling Miraya to her feet, the blood from her bites starting to trickle down the inside of her legs.

“Now.” Carmilla pulled Miraya into a tight embrace, their bare breasts pressing against each other, then leaned forward, her breath against the redhead's throat and collarbone making her shiver, as the vampiress lapped up some more of her blood, then ran her tongue up the side of Miraya's neck until she spoke right into her ear, the raw desire downright palpable in her voice. “It's about time you gave your life to me.”

“Yes, Mistress. I want nothing more.” Miraya leaned her head backwards to fully bare her throat to Carmilla, and she placed an intense kiss right on top of her adam's apple, sucking on the skin and one of her teeth breaking it in one spot, making Miraya reflexively swallow and lightly gasp, eliciting a dark chuckle from Carmilla. Tilting Miraya's head back towards her with one hand, she gave her one final, fervent kiss, her tongue pushing deep into Miraya's mouth, carrying yet more of yet more of the metallic taste with it, while her teeth scraped against the inside of the redhead's lips, drawing blood in multiple places.

After only a few moments Carmilla pulled back, leaving Miraya panting as she leaned in to once more whisper into her victim's ear, her voice almost inaudible, yet dripping with barely contained lust. “Die for me.”

A mere instant later, Carmilla bit down into the side of Miraya's neck, much more viciously than before, ripping away a chunk of skin and flesh, tearing Miraya's carotid wide open. Letting out a brief shriek of surprise and pain, her first reflex was to clutch the wound with her hand, but she knew it wouldn't have done her any good anyways, not that she could have even if she'd wanted, Carmilla's arms still wrapped around her all but immobilising Miraya's.

Seemingly transfixed by the view in front of her, for a few seconds Carmilla simply watched the blood pouring from Miraya's neck, the red streaming down over the fair skin of her collarbone and chest, some of it pooling between the women's breasts then trickling down over their stomachs. Finally Carmilla pressed her mouth on the wound, her teeth haphazardly digging into Miraya's neck as the vampiress greedily drank of her blood.

As Carmilla stopped and pulled back a little after a short while, where before her mouth had been lightly stained red, now it was completely splattered in blood, her expression downright ferocious and clearly longing for yet more; but to Miraya she was still more beautiful than anything she could ever have imagined. After pausing for a moment as if to give Miraya time to admire her one final time, Carmilla continued, lapping up the blood off her collarbone, simply letting it run into her mouth for a few moments before sinking her teeth into the redhead's neck once more.

As Carmilla continued greedily drinking of her, Miraya felt the effects of the blood loss setting in, her vision starting to blur and her legs weakening, and soon she wavered, but Carmilla's arms still wrapped around her, the vampiress effortlessly held her upright in her embrace. Before too long, Miraya's sight began to darken around the edges, the sensations of her body growing faint and dull, save for the searing pain, her ragged wound only growing bigger as Carmilla kept tearing into it, – and a vague, warm feeling of contentment, almost as if consoling her, after all, she should be happy to be giving her life for her mistress, shouldn't she?

Gathering her remaining strength with that last thought, Miraya wrapped her arms around Carmilla's lower back as much as the tight grip of the vampiress' embrace would let her, and as she noticed, Carmilla pulled away from Miraya's neck to return the embrace, resting her chin against the redhead's chest and looking up straight at her with dark smile. As her vision started fading, that smile, and Carmilla's deep, alluring eyes seemed to draw Miraya in, beckoning her to just give in, just let go…

And after clinging on to life for a few more futile moments, she did, Carmilla's deep grey eyes the last thing Miraya ever saw, as she slipped away into the dark

As she felt Miraya's life fade, the redhead going limp in her arms, Carmilla shivered in delight, letting out a breathy moan, almost mirroring the final breath Miraya had just taken. While she could – and did – derive pleasure from more …physical attention as well, that instant when she would sense her prey's life flicker and be snuffed out like a candle, this one sublime moment, more often that not, would suffice to drive Carmilla to her climax all on its down.

As it did this time, Carmilla starting to gasp and lightly shudder as she came, still holding Miraya's lifeless body, the redhead's hot, thick blood spilt over Carmilla's front, all the way down to cover the outside of her pussy, only serving to intensify her pleasure. Her eyes closed as she let out a long, low moan, Carmilla rode out her orgasm as long as she could, gasping and shivering, even her wings folded behind her back quivering in ecstasy.

Yet ultimately her orgasm subsided, leaving Carmilla gasping and panting as she wound down, slowly loosening her embrace around Miraya's body, gently placing her on the bed. The redhead's chest, crotch and down her thighs were all but completely covered in her sweet blood, the gaping wound in the side of her neck still slowly oozing red onto the sheets, splatters reaching all the way over her shoulder and up her cheek, yet Miraya's eyes were calmly closed, her expression peaceful and content, despite the trickle of blood running from the corner of her mouth.

Enticed by the view in front of her, Carmilla leaned down to sink her teeth deep into the soft, warm flesh of Miraya's right breast, drawing a little more blood she greedily drank up, and leaving a deep bloody imprint of her entire set of teeth in the fair skin as she moved up to kiss Miraya one last time, even as her lips and tongue remained unresponsive, then finally licked and sucked at the wound in her neck once more before pulling away.

Carmilla diligently licked her lips, but didn't swallow, keeping Miraya's sweet taste on her tongue a few moments longer as she took a step back, admiring Miraya's lifeless body on display before her. Such beauty in death. And to top it off, Miraya had been even more …satisfying than her sister had, Carmilla mused as she turned to head for the bath and clean herself, lest she continue tracking blood everywhere. So she should honour her in the same way she had said sister – and numerous other, especially delightful, prey – by drawing a painting of her body, so even after Carmilla had disposed of the body tonight, leaving it as but food for the beasts of the forest, an image of the elven girl's beauty would be preserved to her.