I groan as her tongue probes my piercing again. “You need to eat first.”
“Eat what?” She begins to move down my stomach, licking and kissing as she goes.
“Angel, I mean it.” But I give up protesting as she moves down my body, and when her mouth descends on my cock, I simply give in to the feeling. Her tongue explores my length, flicking up and down, her teeth nipping at my piercing. She takes me deep, her head bobbing up and down lightly.
“Let’s just stay here forever,” I say with a groan, curling my fingers into her hair. She makes a little choking sound as I shove my cock to the back of her throat, her hands digging into my hips, urging me to fuck her mouth. “Fuck, let’s just stay here, angel.”
She hums, the sound vibrating straight through me, and I explode in her mouth. She swallows everything, licking her way gently up my shaft before releasing me with a soft pop. She grins at me, licking her lips.
“Too bad you don’t sleep much, I could wake you up like this.”
I laugh, pulling her into my arms. “I’ll have to start sleeping more then.” I kiss her forehead as she sighs happily. “Come on, you need to eat breakfast.”
“And what about you?” She gazes up at me, her eyes suddenly full of concern. “I mean, you need more blood than what you brought with you, right?”
“I’ll be alright. If you eat plenty while we’re here, I can drink yours safely. I just don’t want to hurt you.”
“You mean I get extra orgasms in a day?” She laughs as I smack her ass. “I’m down with that.”
“Right you, up now, and eat.”
We pull on our clothes and head down to the kitchen, where I cook her another bizarre tin of convenience food that has her clapping her hands with glee. She eats all of it, and her cheeks are pink, her lips full, and she looks so much better than she ever did at the compound. She was always beautiful, but just two days away from that place and she doesn’t look like a captive anymore.
“Did you mean that?” She asks me.
“Mean what?”
“What you said, while I was sucking your cock.” She smirks at me. “About staying here forever?”
I lean back in my seat and stare out the window. Rain washes across the open field in heavy sheets, fog swirling in the tops of the trees.
“In another life, yeah. You and me, we’d stay here. Have our sweet little home. Maybe a dog. Do the hobby farm thing. Fuck all night.”
When I look back at her, her expression is somewhere between contentment and sadness.
“That sounds nice.” She looks down at her hands. “You know I haven’t had a depo shot in a while, right?”
“I know that.”
Her eyes remain downcast. “You said it was hard for a vampire to get a human pregnant.”
“It is.” I lean across the table, extending a hand which she takes, but still doesn’t look up at me. “Do you not want me to come inside you? Is that what you’re saying?”
She shakes her head, then shrugs. “I don’t know. What did you mean when you said that? Like, how hard are we talking here? Like a one in a million chance?”
“I’ve only ever heard of it happening a handful of times. I can’t be sure of the odds. You’re young and healthy, maybe you’d be fertile enough… I don’t know.” I squeeze her hand, and she looks up at me, her eyes shining with tears. “Angel, if you don’t want to run that risk, I’ll pull out. I don’t want you to worry.”
“You like the idea though, don’t you?”
I’m taken aback, combing through my memories to think if I said anything that betrayed just how feral the idea of her carrying my baby makes me. “Nothing that makes you unhappy makes me happy.”
She sniffles and nods. “OK. Maybe in another life, but right now…”
A loud crash of thunder sounds overhead, and she jumps. I take her hand in both of mine.
“Guess we’ll be staying here a little longer, ey?”
She smiles at me, shyly at first. “I guess so. I’m sure we’ll find a way to keep entertained.”