“Where are we?” Felicia said. She had expected to arrive somewhere different, but it felt like she had jumped to a different place in time.
“Summer,” Mint said simply. “We’re on an island on the other side of the world. I don’t think anyone’s named it.”
“This is where you live? Where the Pixies live?”
Mint giggled. “No, silly. We still have to find a way to get you there.”
There was the sound of someone clearing their throat, causing Felicia and Mint to turn their heads.
Doubt
OFF TO THE SIDE, sitting under a tree in a patch of long grass, was another Pixie with long shimmery blue hair and large translucent blue wings. She also wore glasses, something which Felicia had never seen on a creature of Magic. They were moderately common on humans, but few other races ever wore them.
I think I’ve seen the odd Elf wear glasses, but not other creatures, and definitely not any of the Faerie Folk.
The new Pixie spoke. “You’re late,” she said. Her voice was bright and vibrant, just slightly deeper than Mint’s.
“Sorry,” Mint said. “She wanted me to lick her pussy before we left.”
Felicia was about to protest, but could see from the look on the new Pixie’s face that she knew Mint better than that. “I’m sure,” the Pixie said. “Women always seem to be begging you to stick your head between their legs.”
Mint just shrugged.
“In any case,” the new Pixie said, “I thought you were going to wait until you got here. Eating her pussy back there was pointless, wasn’t it?”
Mint laughed. “Have you ever tasted vampire pussy?”
The Pixie glanced at Felicia then quickly averted her eyes. “No.”
“Well then Tulip, until you find out what she tastes like, shut up.”
The Pixie, evidently named Tulip, glanced at Felicia’s face again, then at her lower body, then blushed and looked back at Mint. “Ariel said you were supposed to bring her here so we could get her into the Vale,” she said defensively.
“That’s exactly what we’re going to do now,” Mint said, releasing her hold on Felicia and starting to stand up.
“It’s not going to work,” Tulip said.
Mint was on her feet now and held out her hand to help Felicia up. “Ariel said it would,” she said.
“What won’t work?” Felicia said, taking Mint’s hand and getting to her feet.
Tulip looked at Felicia and this time managed to hold eye contact. “Mint has a plan to get you through. It won’t work.”
“Ariel said it would,” Mint repeated, more emphatically.
“The Goddess is my star, moon and flower,” Tulip affirmed, “but she doesn’t always know what she’s talking about.”
“So what?” Mint was taking off her coat now. The snow that at first had been caked on was already almost completely melted and dripping onto the grass. Under the coat Mint was wearing only a short white top that hung from her shoulders by thin straps. It was opaque, but still let the shape of her nipples poke through. “She’s not addicted yet so she needs to make me come again anyway. If my plan doesn’t work, then you can do whatever it is you want to do to her.”
“Wait,” Tulip said, holding up a hand. “She’s not addicted yet? She still craves blood?” There was a note of hysteria in her voice.
“I won’t hurt you,” Felicia said softly. “I don’t want to feed on blood anymore.”
“But you’re still a vampire,” Tulip said. “Your body still needs blood. You don’t have any choice.”
“Trust me,” Mint said, “if you give her the choice between your pussy and your blood, she’ll make you come three times before you realize what’s happened.”
Tulip didn’t respond, but kept giving Felicia short glances, her expression alternating rapidly between desire and apprehension.
Mint now had her pants off, revealing only a pair of white shorts with pale green vertical stripes. There was a strip of bare skin at her tummy and her legs were bare from mid-thigh downward.
Felicia became aware of her hunger again, but her cravings were confused. I know my body wants blood, but I also know that drinking her cum will just as thoroughly eliminate my need. I wish Mint would just hurry up and spread her legs.
Mint was watching her with a knowing expression. Then she turned to Tulip. “Look at her,” she said, pointing back at Felicia. “Can you really say that she’s thinking about drinking my blood?”
Felicia felt both Pixies staring at her and she felt strangely exposed: they both knew precisely what she wanted.
“And if you need any more convincing…” Mint gave Felicia a very naughty smile that Tulip couldn’t see, then turned and walked over to stand by Tulip. “…Then kiss me.”
Tulip arched an eyebrow, then stood up. She was dressed with surprising modesty, wearing a one-piece dress that was covered with a pattern of interlocking white and blue squares. It accentuated her feminine curves and seemed to draw the eye to her hips and legs without going out of its way to flaunt her sexuality. She stood in front of Mint, who was actually a few inches taller, and leaned in to give her a light kiss.
Tulip abruptly drew back, her eyes wide with shock as she looked at Mint, then directly at her lips. She leaned in to kiss Mint again, but much more forcefully. She pulled Mint’s lower lip into her mouth, sucking it aggressively, then did the same with her upper lip. She pulled back with a satisfied smacking noise, then gave Felicia a look that was full of wonder and lust. All signs of fear were gone.
Suddenly feeling a bit slow witted, Felicia realized that Tulip had been tasting the last place Mint’s lips had been.
What is it about Pixies and the taste of my pussy? Mint has the most freakishly beautiful tasting pussy and I have the feeling that other Pixies are no different. So why then are they fascinated by the way I taste? I’ve never once heard say that vampire pussies are any different from any other woman’s.
Mint put her lips to Tulip’s ear and whispered something. Tulip looked at Mint then back at Felicia, her eyes afire with possibility. But then she seemed to decide something and looked back at Mint and shook her head.
“What is it?” Felicia asked.
Mint gave her an enigmatic smile but didn’t say anything. Instead she whispered into Tulip’s ear again.
“No,” Tulip said. “Try your thing first.”
“Suit yourself,” Mint said with a shrug. She looked at Felicia and motioned her to follow as she started walking away.
Curtain
FELICIA CAUGHT UP to her. “What was that all about?”
Mint kept walking and didn’t look at her. “You should take off your clothes.”
Felicia glanced back at Tulip, who was still standing under the tree looking thoughtful but uncertain. “What?”
“You said you wanted to burn your clothes anyway,” Mint pointed out. “Take them off.”
Felicia looked around. They were walking through a fairly open area with very few trees. Felicia didn’t consider herself a prude, but also didn’t walk around fields naked either.
“There’s no one here that can see you,” Mint said. “A few animals, but no one that would care that you were naked.”
Felicia was still reluctant. Even though she knew that sooner or later she’d have her clothes off here, doing so when Mint was partially clothed felt odd.
On the other hand, these clothes are very hot; when I got dressed today I wasn’t exactly planning for summer. It wouldn’t hurt to take off some of my clothes.
She started pulling off her tunic. “What does this have to do with what you were saying to Tulip?”
Mint laughed and looked back. Tulip was still at the tree and probably out of hearing range. “She’s always boasting about how in control she is. She says that just because we’re Pixies it doesn’t mean we have to lick every pussy that’s put in front of us.”
“So?”
“So, she can be annoying sometimes and I can’t resist th
e chance to show her that she’s as much a Pixie as the rest of us.”
Felicia was distracted by trying to decide which clothes to remove. She wanted to take off her pants, as they were starting to feel the most hot and confining, but didn’t want to take off her shoes, not if she was going to be walking far.
Mint slowed, looking intently at the ground. The grass was much shorter here, but Felicia could see nothing out of the ordinary. Then Mint stopped. “About here,” she said and turned to face Felicia. “You’re still dressed,” she said in surprise.
Oh, fuck it. Felicia started undoing her pants and pulling off her shoes with her feet. In a moment, under Mint’s watchful eye, she was completely naked.
“You were right,” Mint said. Her eyes lingered on Felicia’s breasts, then wandered down to her pussy. “We need to find a place where we won’t be interrupted.”
“Yes.” In spite of how much she needed to taste Mint, it was hard to resist offering herself to the Pixie. “Are you sure you don’t want to…” she said, letting the fingers of one hand run lightly through her pussy hair.
Mint watched Felicia’s fingers with an expression of reluctant desire. “Please… Tulip makes enough fun of me already. We need to stick with the plan.”
Felicia said nothing, instead she continued to let her fingers wind their way through her pussy hairs, pulling them apart, exposing the pinkness beneath.
“And we’re here now, we need to get you into the Vale.” With a monumental display of mental effort, Mint pulled her gaze upward. She took a deep breath and glared at Felicia. “I’ll get you for that.”
“Oh?” Felicia said innocently, bringing her hand up to rest over her heart and, not coincidentally, her breast. “What will you do to me?”
Mint managed to keep looking into Felicia’s eyes. “Wait here,” she said, straining to keep her voice calm and under control. “I need to show you something.” She turned and walked away. In a moment she was gone.
Completely gone, as if an invisibility cloak had dropped over her.
Then she was back, facing Felicia, looking unharmed. “Now you go,” she said.
Tentatively, Felicia took a few steps. There was nothing unusual about the ground or the air near Mint. Felicia walked past her, past where she had disappeared, then looked back. Nothing had changed; Mint was still standing there, watching her.
“I don’t understand,” Felicia said.
Mint walked toward her… and disappeared.
Felicia walked back to where she had been before, careful to avoid the exact spot where Mint had vanished. She could see no sign of her from any direction.
Then Mint reappeared, as she had the first time.
“Now I really don’t understand,” Felicia said.
“There’s a curtain here,” Mint said, pointing at the spot where she kept disappearing. “I walk through it and enter the Vale. You walk through and stay here.”
“A curtain? Just right here?”
“No, it cuts across the island.”
“You can see it?”
“No, but I know where it is, and when it touches me I can sense it.”
Felicia put her hand out to where she thought the curtain was, but could feel nothing. “So how do I cross?”
“Well, Ariel thinks that once you become addicted, that you might be able to cross.”
“Might?”
Mint gave her a thoughtful grimace. “Well, actually not likely. She thinks you’ll need a ‘little push’ as well.”
“A little push?”
“Those were her words,” Mint said. “My thought is that if you happen to become addicted while lying across the curtain…”
“You mean… I’ll just pop through?”
“I think so. Maybe.”
Felicia considered the idea. It didn’t exactly make sense, but at the same time, she had to assume that Pixies had a better understanding of the curtain and how to get through it.
Then she remembered the other Pixie’s doubt. “And Tulip, she doesn’t agree?”
“No, she says that lying across the curtain is pointless. Plus, she doesn’t think that you’ll be addicted after two times.”
Felicia felt disappointed. As far as she knew, she could make Mint come a thousand times today and it would only count as once. “Does that mean I’ll have to come back in another twenty-eight days for my third taste?”
Mint giggled. “No, silly. Tulip’s here. If you taste her cum that will count as three.” Then she looked wistful and said quietly, almost to herself, “I like the noises she makes when she comes.”
“So…” Felicia said, distracted by thoughts of what kind of noises Tulip might make, “she has another plan then? Something that will give me a that little push?”
“Yes, I think so.”
“Do you know what her plan is?”
“No, not a clue. Except… actually, she said that Ariel was wrong. She thinks you need a pull, not a push.”
“Which means?”
Mint shrugged. “It doesn’t matter; I’m sure my plan will work.” She started wiggling out of her pants. “And it looks like Tulip’s decided to join us.”
Felicia forced herself to turn away from watching Mint remove her pants and looked back. Tulip was indeed there. She saw Felicia looking at her and stopped, looking embarrassed and somewhat guilty.
“She looks like she didn’t want us to notice her,” Felicia said.
“No, probably not. I told her that she couldn’t resist your pussy and that she shouldn’t try. She hates it when I’m right.”
“My taste… is it really that irresistible?” Felicia asked.
“Is mine?” Mint countered.
“Yes, but you’re a Pixie. I’m just a human woman who happens to be a vampire.”
Mint smiled and a happy shudder went through her body. “I don’t know that I could possibly explain.” She looked at the ground and started taking a few small steps, circling around. “Here, I think,” she said, facing away from Felicia. She dropped to sit on the grass then lay back, her knees bent and pointing upward, her legs spread. Lying upside down from Felicia’s perspective, Mint looked up and back at her. “Well?”
Insanity
FELICIA GAVE A LOOK back at Tulip, who was a little closer now, then walked over so that she was standing just above Mint, her feet on either side of her head. “It feels like weeks since you made me come in that blizzard. Are you sure you don’t want to taste me again?”
Mint was staring upward with a blissful smile. “Would you really force yourself on me like that?”
The thought of lowering herself onto the Pixie’s face was tempting, but Felicia’s mind was filled with anticipation of tasting Mint’s pussy again. She couldn’t delay that any longer.
Of course, there was a way to do both at the same time…
But as Felicia imagined sixty-nining Mint, she realized that it really wasn’t doable. The Pixie would have to lie across the curtain as well, which would make her disappear. “Next time,” she said and continued walking forward, over Mint’s body. She then spun around and knelt between Mint’s legs. “Am I on the curtain?”
Mint lifted her head. “Yes, it’s right at my knees.”
Felicia stroked the soft curve of both her calves, then thought about what Mint had just said. “Doesn’t that mean your legs should be on the other side of the curtain?”
“What? Oh, don’t worry, I do have a choice. When I cross the curtain I can go into the Vale or stay right here. Right now I want my legs where you can touch them.”
“Oh.” Felicia realized that meant a sixty-nine would have been completely possible.
Except, I don’t really want one right now. She looked at the Pixie lying before her, legs spread, bare pussy waiting to be tasted, and her head started to pound with mad desire.
But not for pussy. The vampire part of her asserted itself, taking over her mind, filling her with undeniable hunger for blood.
Almost like the Vampire Felici
a realizes that this is her last chance at life.
She looked upward, past the Pixie’s pussy and naked torso and pert breasts, to the Pixie’s neck. She could see the slight throb of pulsing blood.
The Vampire Felicia started moving forward, eyes locked on the Pixie’s neck. Blood. Life. Hunger. Feed.
The wind shifted and a scent touched Felicia’s nose. Arousal. Pussy. Wet. Mint.
Still focused on the Pixie’s neck, on the thrilling sustenance that it would provide, the Vampire Felicia smiled in anticipation as she started to climb over the Pixie’s body.
Except her pussy is so close. I should taste it, just briefly.
The Vampire Felicia thought about that. Yes, a taste of Pixie arousal before drinking her blood.
She brought her face down and touched Mint’s pussy with the tip of her tongue.
Mint breathed in sharply then relaxed.
Felicia felt a wave of disorientation. Dizziness. Everything was spinning.
She pulled her tongue back. The lust for blood was gone, the Vampire was held at bay.
Though her tongue had touched her pussy, Felicia hadn’t quite tasted Mint yet. The need to feel the warm wetness on her tongue was growing, becoming unbearable, but Felicia resisted.
I’ll taste her, but not until my need for Pixie becomes stronger than my need for blood ever was.
She held herself there, her lips quivering, just begging to give Mint a kiss.
That moment is close. Her scent is driving me crazy. I can smell how wonderful her pussy will taste. I want her so desperately that I could cry. But I hold back, here on the edge, just enjoying the promise, the idea, that there’s a beautiful pussy right within reach of my tongue, ready to be tasted, and all I have to do is stick out my tongue.
“Hey Tules,” Mint called out. Felicia was jolted out of her erotic reverie and reluctantly raised her head. Sure enough, Tulip was there, watching Felicia with wide, excited eyes and only the slightest amount of fear.
Strangely, I fell like I just woke up. Like my life as a vampire has been a dream, and Pixies are my real waking life.
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