A/N: Unbeta'd. I don't know how to put a trigger warning for "vampire sex is intense," so proceed with that in mind. All consensual. Obviously there is bloodplay in this story.


Brittany shivered, grinning. "What does it taste like?" she asked.

Santana licked the remaining blood off her lips and bent her head to lick Brittany's neck again, savoring the rare blood there.

"It takes like the best food and wine and sex you've ever had, all rolled into one."

Brittany's grin widened. "Do you think it'd taste good to me?"

"You've never tasted your own blood?" Santana frowned. "Not even when you got a papercut or something?"

"I guess I have," Brittany mused. "But it just tasted like salty metal."

"Blood tastes different to vampires," Santana pointed out, raising her eyebrow in a wicked smirk.

"So what's next?" Brittany asked, eyes sparkling with excitement.

"It would be nice actually fuck, for one."

Brittany wriggled, rocking into Santana's hand that was stilled against her sex. "Do you want me to do anything to you?" she offered. "'Cause I want to. You're really sexy. Like, the sexiest vampire I've ever seen," she said, rolling her eyes to communicate how ridiculously hot Santana was.

Santana smirked. "You've got that right," she muttered, pulling her hand out of Brittany's skirt.

"Can I eat you out?" Brittany asked in an excited whisper.

"If you like."

Santana froze for a second, realizing something. In the vampire world, no one cared who you slept with, but that was not the case in the human world "You have gone down on a human girl, right?"

Brittany nodded eagerly. "I like it. It tastes like... mmm... sex," she said, as if she had come up with a creative description.

Santana rolled her eyes. Obviously, eating a girl out would taste like sex. "Well, then," she said, rolling onto her back. "Have at it."

Brittany's eyes widened in delight as she scrambled up from her place on the pillows. "What do you like?" she asked. "Hard, soft, fingers, no fingers?"

"Whatever," Santana said. "I doubt you'll be able to do what a vampire could do."

"Oh... okay." Brittany paused, looking disappointed as she realized she couldn't move as quickly or with as much strength as a vampire.

Santana hitched up her mini-dress so Brittany could pull down her panties. As she did, Brittany's smile returned. Brittay got on her knees, her smile growing wicked as she parted Santana's legs and bent down to smell and nuzzle Santana's sex. She licked the inside of Santana's thigh. Her tongue was so warm and soft, Santana tipped her head back in pleasure. She had forgotten about the warmth of a human mouth. Maybe she had underestimated how good this would feel after a few years.

Brittany let out a contented sigh. "Your skin tastes like magic," she said. "Have you been drinking fairy blood?" she asked.

Santana shook her head. "Not unless you have something to tell me," she mumbled, closing her eyes. "Stop talking and use your mouth for something else, Brittany."

Brittany giggled and licked the other side of Santana's inner thigh, letting out another sigh. She kissed the skin she'd licked, eyes closing in pleasure. She licked higher, right to the crease of Santana's hip. After nuzzling into Santana with her nose, she sank her mouth onto her, running her tongue in a broad stripe up the center.

Brittany's mouth was so hot and wet, Santana had to hold back a groan. It felt better than any other human mouth - and possibly vampire - she'd ever had on her. Brittany seemed to get as much pleasure in pleasing Santana as Santana felt receiving.

Brittany drew her tongue slowly up Santana's sex again, languishing attention at the top where Santana's nerves were most sensitive. She lingered there and hummed something that sounded like, "Mm-hm, mm-hmm..." into Santana's folds.

Brittany tightened her grip on Santana's thighs and pushed herself forward, driving her tongue deeper as she circled Santana's opening. She slid it as far in as she could, tasting the juices that seeped out. She seemed to be getting just as flustered and aroused as Santana was. She hummed "mm, mm, mmm..." into Santana, keeping her eyes closed as her brow creased. She sped up the motion of her tongue until she could no longer keep up with her own pace, at which point she moved her mouth up to Santana's clit and slid two fingers inside. The noise she let out was the one Santana thought she herself made, a groan of surrender and desperation.

Brittany's mouth started feeling more frantic against Santana as Brittany's fingers fluttered inside her. Although Santana herself was starting to pant, Brittany was having to take frequent breaks to gasp for air. Brittany was smiling into her, humming and groaning. "So good," Brittany murmured. "Tastes so good..." Santana looked down and saw Brittany was rocking against the bed as she slurped and sucked, becoming frenzied, as if drunk off Santana's juices.

"Use my leg," Santana hummed, tilting her foot towards Brittany.

Brittany hummed louder, giddy at the suggestion. She mounted Santana's leg as best she could without stopping her efforts to wind Santana higher. Santana started canting up into her mouth as Brittany rocked against her leg, feeling a release building. When Santana reached a frustrating plateau, she realized she needed more of Brittany's blood if she was going to come.

She yanked Brittany up and flung her on her back, mounting her as she hissed, "I need to drink from you again."

Brittany moaned and slid one knee on either side of Santana. "Drink here," she said, running her hands up her thighs. "Your teeth feel so good and I need to come so bad..."

Santana tore off her skirt and yanked her panties off, flinging them onto the floor as she took in the sight of Brittany naked and moaning below her, already delirious, though Santana wasn't touching her.

"Please," Brittany begged. "Please, please touch me. Please, I need to come."

Santana looked at the girl's glistening sex, pink and ripe with her hot, delicious blood. She lowered her head between Brittany's legs, but didn't touch her.

"Oh god... oh god," Brittany whimpered.

Santana let her shiver for a few seconds before she licked the inside of Brittany's thigh. She teased Brittany's opening with two fingers, feeling Brittany shake in anticipation, her pleading whimpers becoming undecipherable. She could smell Brittany's heavenly blood coursing through her, mixed with her arousal. The scent alone made her feel drunk. When she couldn't restrain herself any longer, Santana plunged two fingers inside Brittany at the same time she bit into Brittany's inner thigh, taking the ripe flesh into her mouth and sucking on the liquid that seeped from it.

Brittany shrieked in surprise and delight as Santana sucked feverishly, high on the feeling of hot blood pouring down her throat as Brittany writhed. Brittany's hands flew up into her hair and clutched at it, her torso twisting as she screamed in pleasure. Santana closed her eyes and feasted as her fingers pulsed into Brittany with vampire speed, bringing her to three successive orgasms, each louder than the last. As Brittany reached her third orgasm and blood poured into Santana's mouth faster, Santana felt her own release overtake her, coursing through her muscles as she came. She sucked Brittany's blood to prolong the sensation until she finally felt sated.

When she knew she couldn't feed any longer without draining Brittany, she reluctantly slurped up the blood seeping down Brittany's thigh and withdrew her fingers. She hummed in satisfaction and rested her head against Brittany's leg as the afterglow spread through her.

After Santana collected herself and licked up the last drops from Brittany's thigh, she realized Brittany wasn't moving. She grew worried. Humans weren't her favorite creatures in the world, but she never wished them harm. Certainly not this sweet, misguided girl who probably got more than she bargained for.

"Brittany?" Santana asked.

Brittany didn't respond.

Horrified that she might have overfed, Santana slid up to hover over Brittany's limp body. The last thing she wanted to do was kill a human and give vampires a worse reputation. The second to last thing she wanted to do was become a maker.

She was relieved to find that Brittany was breathing, albeit shallowly. She was unconscious on the pillows, exhausted and almost drained.

"Hey..." Santana whispered, shaking Brittany's shoulder. "Can you hear me?"

"Mmm... " Brittany hummed, keeping her eyes closed.

"Did I hurt you?" Santana asked before she realized it was a silly question. Of course she'd hurt Brittany. Vampires usually hurt the humans they slept with. But seeing the fragile girl beneath her, something panged in her chest and she felt protective.

"So good... " Brittany whispered, lips barely moving. Brittany's breathing grew slower. "D'you need...?" Brittany trailed off.

"No, I came," Santana said. "Don't worry."

With her eyes still closed, Brittany gave her a relieved hint of a grin that faded quickly. Her breathing grew even slower and her head tilted to the side.

"Brittany?" Santana asked, frowning down at the girl beneath her.

Brittany hummed a half-conscious response.

"Are you okay?" Santana asked.

"Mmm..."

Santana wasn't convinced. Usually humans were tired after feeding and sex, but not bordering on unconscious. Looking at the pale, withering body beneath her, she felt the urge to help her. She felt awful that she'd taken so much out of this poor girl who just wanted to try something new. So she did something she'd never done before; without a second thought to the bond she was about to create, she pricked her teeth out and bit her wrist hard enough that blood started to drip.

"Brittany, open your mouth," she commanded

"M'sleepy..."

"I know, but you need to drink this first. You'll heal faster."

Brittany's eyes fluttered open long enough to see Santana's bleeding wrist in front of her. Eyes closing again, she sighed and opened her mouth.

Santana held her wrist to Brittany's lips and let her suck for a few seconds. It felt as soothing to Santana as she imagined it felt for Brittany. She was relieved there was something she could do to help Brittany return to her cheerful, mischievous self. When she pulled her wrist away after a moment, Brittany's tongue ran over her lips before she let out a contented sigh. "Thanks..."

"Uh huh," Santana hummed.

Santana watched as color seeped back into Brittany's face and her breathing deepened and steadied. She stroked Brittany's cheek with her fingers, watching the pink spread through her skin. She watched protectively as Brittany fell fast asleep.

And though Santana didn't know it, she was falling too.