Loving The Dead: Part 4

"I hope you don't mind riding." Beca watches as Stacie situates herself onto the bike behind her and feels the taller girl's long legs tighten around her waist. Once getting comfortable -after only minimal fumbling around-thanks to Stacie's spider legs- she throws the helmet over her head and wraps her arms around Beca's torso. "I guess I didn't really think this through when you're a good two heads taller than me."

Stacie snickers at this because if anyone would walk out of the bar right now and see an amazon looking woman like Stacie on the back of a bad ass bike that Beca currently operates, twenty bucks says they look ridiculous.

But to say they look ridiculous isn't how Stacie feels though.

The bike is a perfect fit for the both of them, surprisingly, and there's just enough room for her to place her face in the divot of Beca's neck that fits like a puzzle piece. She catches a whiff of Beca's scent every time the wind breezes-smelling something like a mixture between heaven and hell, and the muscles underneath her fingertips begin to tighten with every movement given off by the vampire.

There was nothing ridiculous about this and Stacie even thought it was similar to what paradise would be like.

Also, being this close to the vampire isn't entirely that bad either. Hell, not even close to being bad.

Being off the bike for starters was already something to gape about with the black tires, black metal and pretty much black everything, especially when a sexy vampire like Beca drives it with her sexy leather and what not. But sitting on the metal and feeling the vibration rumble, starting from her toes, twisting her gut in a knot and ending all the way up to her chest was almost enough to make Stacie combust.

She had to focus.

Had to-or else she might end up doing something embarrassing, similar to what she had done the moment Beca kicked the stand up on the bike and began speeding off. She wasn't planning on whimpering the way she did when the bike starts moving but sometimes, it just happens and really, can you blame her?

The drive is silent between the two of them but the silence is peaceful, not awkward really and Stacie takes the time to enjoy the way the cool air skims across her skin and the feeling of Beca's body being molded into her's as she wraps her arms even tighter around the vampire's stomach.

Every once in awhile, Beca cocks her head to the side and even though the mask of her helmet is tinted black, Stacie can see concerned eyes under the shield as she makes sure Stacie is doing okay. Trying to get a grip of her fluttering heart banging against her chest, Stacie assures that she is doing just fine and is actually a lot of fun, having this be her first time ever riding on a motorcycle.

Luke has a bike in his garage that he and his dad have been working on for what seems like ages and still, it's not ready to be driven but when it is, Luke said he'd take Stacie out for a spin after her recent confession of having a biker fetish. Thankfully though and she wouldn't change it for the world, Beca was the first to pop her bike riding cherry.

In the matter of seconds it feels like when Stacie is brought back to reality after drifting off during the drive, she is met with her house and at the moment, it doesn't really process to Stacie as to how Beca knew exactly where she lived without any directions. If anybody else, Stacie would show no hesitation with calling the police for stalking but for Beca, in a weird way, she thinks it's a little romantic. Like some Romeo and Juliet type of way.

"And you know where I live how?" Stacie throws her helmet off before getting off the motorcycle and hands it to Beca who has her's still snug on her head.

As she kicks down the stand on the bike and the motor from the bike slowly fades-except for the occasional clunks from the engine, Beca begins to unblock the chin strap and all that pent up brown locks caged in the helmet were now loosely throw around, side to side in effort to get rid of any helmet hair she might have.

Her hands comes next as her fingers brush through the tangles and Stacie can't help but be hypnotized by the push of Beca's hair and how one person can make a messy hair style like that look so attractive.

"If I told you-" Beca starts, flipping her hair over to one side of her head one more time, just in case the first time didn't have the right effect on Stacie. "-I'd have to kill you." The teasing smirk is there before Stacie can brace herself and she is punched in the gut with the power that came with it.

And it's not the fact that to anybody else it'd come off as a threat and something that shouldn't of turned Stacie on as much as it did but, there was a lot of things that Stacie couldn't control how her body reacts such as Beca as a whole.

Especially when she hopes that Beca's bike isn't the only thing she'd be riding tonight. Dirty, she knows but honestly, she can't help it and nor can her hormones.

Stacie bites her lip under the smile as she watches Beca. "You wanna come in?" She sees Chloe's car parked next to the house and knows her friend is already inside, probably waiting for her and her expertise clothing decisions for their date tonight. When in doubt, ask Stacie Conrad for outfit opinions or anything in the cosmetic area.

"Sure." Beca hops of the bike after hooking her helmet to the bike's handle. Stacie is hesitant at first but soon, a wave of courage hits her out of nowhere and she finds herself moving her hand to tangle with the vampires. Usually, she isn't the one to be worried about initiating hand holding or anything in the affection category but with Beca, all these unknown nerves begin to surface and she all of a sudden feels like a middle school girl experiencing hand holding for the first time in her life.

Beca throws a content smile at Stacie when she taps her fingers against the girl's knuckles as they walk to the door of the Conrad's residence. With her free hand because no way is she detangling from Beca's grip, Stacie pulls the screen door open to her country house and slips out her keys to unlock the door. When she is greeted with an empty house, she takes her first step inside, hand still connected with Beca's until her body to pulled back when the vampire made no effort to follow and kept her ground

Stacie stares at Beca with worried eyes and thinks maybe Beca is regretting coming in. She really hopes that's not the case. "What's the matter?" Her voice is soft, scared to what Beca might say with the visible facial droop and the absent of her hand now.

"It's just-I can't enter without permission." Beca explains, nodding her head into the house. "Forget I'm a vampire?" She points a teasing glare towards the taller girl.

Stacie doesn't catch it at first and wants to just pull Beca into the house to stop her stubbornness but then, she processes what she was saying and is actually glad she didn't end up yanking the vampire in without knowing what the consequences would be. "I guess I forgot." Stacie chuckles embarrassingly. Seriously, it was a 'duh' moment. "Out of all the false myths about vampires, this one just has to be real? What about garlic? And what about silver?" She points down to the several rings wrapped around Beca's dainty fingers as the vampire follows her gaze. "Doesn't seem like those are burning through your flesh or whatever would happen with a real vampire."

Stacie can feel the power of Beca's eye roll and the scoff that came with it. "For your information, I am a real vampire." And Stacie responds something like a "suuurree" under her breath and crosses her arms to lean on the door frame while Beca remains outside of the house on the welcome door mat. "And yes, this one is true. Garlic is irritating, but something we can handle. As far as silver, it fucking burns like hell but only the pure, undiluted silver will do that to us. These-" She lifts up her hands, showing Stacie every silver piece of jewelry on both hands. "-are stainless. Doesn't hurt one bit."

"Interesting." Stacie studies the rings around Beca's fingers. At least now she knew that if something were to happen between the both of them and she wanted to surprise Beca with some nice jewelry, she could still do so without causing the vampire any pain.

Not that she is thinking about any of that right now.

About them dating or what not….

Whatever. She is her own person and if fantasizing about dating a real hot vampire with unimaginable sex is a crime, sue her.

Not that she is…..Dammit!

She shakes her head to get out of her conflicting thoughts, panicking that anytime now she is destined to unfilter her thoughts and soon they all will be out in the open for everyone, especially Beca to hear and that's just something she doesn't need right now.

"Well Beca, please be my guest and come on in." Stacie scoots to the side, allowing room between the entrance and Beca for the vampire to enter.

And when she does, she already begins to feel the imaginary wall in front of her and Beca disappear and all of a sudden, she doesn't feel that force keeping Beca away anymore.

"Thank you." Beca takes a steady step inside, her boots connecting with the house tiles and sighs in relief when her full body is trapped in the middle of homey furnishings and Stacie is closing the door behind her. "Nice place." She compliments, looking around at the pictures of young Stacie on the walls and extra decorations that consists of cases for flowers or hunting trophies.

Stacie wasn't as big on the hunting and redneck life that her parents grew up around but respected it enough to appreciate her mom to keep deer antlers up above the fireplace and bear rugs on the ground.

"Stacie!" A voice yells from the distance but becomes louder as the sounds of running footsteps charge down the wooden stairs next to them.

Beca, being controlled by her animalistic instincts, kinda like a reflex for vampires, snarls at the screeching sound of what sounds like a child and grabs aggressively at Stacie's wrist, pulling her back into her embrace as she jumps in front.

The eager action causes Stacie to squeak high pitched into Beca's frame, wondering why the sudden defense. She turns her head with a threatening smile that she has to bite her lip just to keep the laugh in when she sees Beca's glowing, blinding white eyes, glaring up at the stairs and her fangs newly present until the sight of a young, dark haired girl skips down to hug Stacie's thigh.

It's then Stacie realizes that she hasn't seen Beca's transformation go this far and notes that her eyes are not only the scariest things she has ever seen but also, the most alluring. They are as white as a perfect pearl you'd fine in an ocean, having a sparkling shimmer to their tint and the veins around Beca's eye sockets were dark and visible.

They were beautiful.

Beca is beautiful.

"Did you seriously just hiss at my sister?" Something needed to be said before Stacie fell into the never ending hole Beca's eyes were capable of like an Alice in wonderland shit.

So, Stacie finds it in her to comment at the vampire's reaction and when Beca doesn't respond, retracting her teeth back into her mouth but keeping her animistic scowl towards the stairs where the younger child stood helplessly and innocent, it causes Stacie to release a quiet laugh that is showing way too much amusement with scene.

"You're home!" The younger girl squeals with happiness into Stacie's thigh and turns her head, cheek smushed against the area and eyes wide when she catches Beca's confused stare. "Who is this?" She questions suspiciously when the new intruder has their attention set on her presence.

"Sydney, this is Beca." Stacie greets the two of them, pulling the child off her leg to squat down so she's level with her and points at the vampire with an open hand. "Beca, this is Sydney, my little sister."

Maybe Stacie forgot to mention this before she brought Beca here and probably if doing so would avoid the awkwardness they are experiencing now but really, Stacie seems to forget anything else in her life when she is with the vampire and only really cares about what's right in front of her.

Plus, she thought that her mom would be taking Sydney out for dinner or what not since on a usual Friday night, Stacie is working and they plan food dates without her. Guess a heads up would've been ideal.

Beca's facial appearance seems to soften a bit, her scowl transforming into a relieved and relaxed state, and she copies Stacie's movements and kneels in front of the younger girl.

"Hey Sydney..." Beca seems a little cautious at first, her mouth twisting in that way Stacie has began to notice when the vampire is nervous, and Stacie can tell that being this close to a child wasn't something Beca did often.

Sydney shifts closer to Stacie as Beca does the same but doesn't for one second advert her eyes away from the vampire's glare.

"It's nice to meet you." A courageous action comes from Beca next and she is lifting her hand in front of the younger girl, patiently waiting for a returned shake.

Slowly, after a few glances to the outreached hand, Sydney drops her guard on Stacie's arm and connects her hand with Beca's. Barely even a second after the two of them shake hands, Sydney's eyes widen when she pulls away and turns to Stacie with a deer in headlights look. "Is this the vampire?!"

Stacie curses to herself about ever telling her younger sister about the vampire she met at work but in all honesty, who else was she going to talk to? There was just so much emotions running through her body after the first night with meeting Beca and she knew if she told her mom, chances are she'd be banned from seeing Beca again. Possibly that is.

But with Sydney and knowing her high interest with the creatures themselves after hearing the many presentations and book reports she had done for class, Stacie knew she could tell the girl anything without getting looked down upon or lectured. And actually, she was able to vent and just let her emotions ooze out of her thoughts with no boundaries whatsoever.

Tip, if you need someone to talk to, talk to a ten year old. Chances are, they don't know half the things you'll tell them or they will forget everything you said in about an hour.

"Syd, don't you have homework to do?" Stacie ignores the beaming smile from her sister and tires to find something-literally anything, to get rid of the girl before anything else from her mouth spills.

She ignores the obvious question the girl asked.

"It's Friday Stace. I don't have homework." Sydney scoffs, crossing her arms and Beca smiles at the sass given by the younger girl. "Is she the vampire?" She repeats again and her tone is one that demands an answer. "Your hand is super cold, your skin is boreline pasty white and overall, I just get a vampire vibe around you."

Beca's eyes widen with the girl's choice of vocabulary and knowledge already about smart is this kid and what on earth are they teaching them in school now?

She turns to look at Stacie with a silent plea to help get her out of this situation pronto, but only the taller girl shrugs and mouths a 'sorry' in return, not having any way out of this.

"Uhhh….." She meets the younger girl's eyes that are hungry for an answer and swallows roughly. "Y-yeah. I...am." She breathes staggered and she feels guilty for telling the truth as Sydney's face transforms to a shockingly stunned stare.

Stacie is worried at this point now, not knowing how her sister is going to react and it doesn't help her nerves when Sydney says absolutely nothing in response and instead, just stares at the vampire like some weird freak of nature.

But then, Sydney eye's light up brightly and she sees that beaming grin under the amount of metal in her mouth from her braces and Stacie finally relaxes but prepares for the ocean of questions she knows for a fact her sister has.

"That is so freaking cool!" Beca is taken back by the excitement and doesn't really know what to do or how to react when she begins to be circled by the child like a vulture and its meal as she gets scanned head to toe.

Stacie though, laughs at her sister because of course, she is making Beca feel uncomfortable and she should really stop her, but the look on the vampire's face and how she is holding her breath to figure out a way to react with the occasional flinch when her body is examined is just way too cute for Stacie to interrupt.

So, she watches her sister lift Beca's hair, poke her face around and study every little thing on the vampire's body with a smile.

"Okay Syd, that's enough." Stacie has mercy on the scene when she catches Beca's eyes that are seconds away from bursting out of her skull. "I don't need you scaring Beca away."

It couldn't be more true. She really, really, doesn't need anybody or anything to scare Beca away as she plans on keeping the vampire around for a very long time whether she likes it or not.

"I can't scare away Beca. She is like the most strongest and fastest predator alive Stacie!" Disobeying Stacie's commands, Sydney resumes to inspect the vampire who now has a tight lip smile on her face after the compliments she received. It's just what Stacie's needs with Beca's ego boost. "Go get ready for your date while I hang out with Beca! Chloe is upstairs waiting."

Okay no.

That is literally the last thing Stacie wants-having her younger sister interrogate the dead life out of Beca with her endless amount of vampire questions that have only been locked away since she first learned about the creatures.

But also, she needed to start getting ready for tonight and with Chloe asking for help too, who knows how long that could take. With Beca hanging out with her sister, it'd give her time to dress in peace and sorta surprise Beca in a way with her outfit as well as knowing that the vampire isn't totally bored out of her mind while she waits.

Hanging out with Sydney is guaranteed fun with neither of you running out of questions with the mouth that comes with that girl.

Stacie contemplates for a moment then, she looks to Beca to see what she thinks about the idea and when she does, Beca offers her a small shrug and her head nodding up the stairs to gesture for Stacie to get ready.

Sydney squeals in excitement when Stacie rolls her eyes with a huff and begins to stand up from her current position, knowing damn well she won this argument.

Beca's hand basically get yanked off her torso as she gets dragged away and into the kitchen, leaving Stacie behind to get ready and hoping to god, her ten year old sister doesn't ruin this for her. Last thing she needs is a cock block from her own family member.


Getting ready for past dates have never been this difficult for Stacie and she has gone on lots of them. Starting her freshman year of high school of course, but something about this date has Stacie running up the walls about and that just isn't a good start.

What she really wanted to know was how is going out with Beca any different from going out with Donald, for example, who was pretty good looking guy compared to the others she usually gets asked out by.

She was calm, eager yes, maybe just a little nervous but nothing, compared to how she is feeling now. She also didn't experience the flapping of something large and annoying in her gut or how her heart felt as if it were about to burst straight through her chest like in the movie Alien.

Makeup was another process with both her and Chloe and something that just wasn't sitting right with Stacie. Does she go with the 'winged' look for her eyes, knowing the eyeliner gives her eyes a more snakey and mysterious glint?

Or does she go with the smokey eye that highlights the color of her eyes to the max under club lights?

These, were all prime examples of obstacles Stacie faced when she was getting ready. The amount of times she straightened her hair was an ungodly amount because there was just that wavy piece on her head that just wouldn't straighten for the life of her and Beca deserved a whole head of straight and luscious hair.

So after a while of tedious work on her appearance, Stacie settled on a black cocktail dress that she never got the chance to wear after buying it for a dance formal during college- which just didn't work out the way she planned.

Luckily, it was still a perfect fit as she remembered when she tried it on in the store and still outlined her long and toned legs to the max-highlighting her calf muscles under her golden tan she has worked so very hard on. There's no such thing as fake and bake with Stacie so her sitting in Louisiana's humidity and hot as tits weather while she tries not to sweat to death is pretty damn impressive enough and something that should be flaunted. The dress has a lacy material up top around the collar- which is comfortable and breezy, along with a sleeveless, tank top style.

When she is pleased with her look and starts putting on black heels to match the outfit, she scans her body in her mirror for anything out of place. Chloe does the same after putting on the outfit Stacie picked out for her which consisted of a similar dark blue dress that runs about mid thigh high, complimenting her pale blue eyes and makes the red mane of loose curls fluorescent in color.

Aubrey was definitely in for a special show tonight and better bring her A game to the plate.

She concludes her outfit with a few sprays of her favorite perfume and do vampires have a favorite smell? Favorite fragrance they prefer? Whatever, Stacie knows that whatever she ends up smelling like will be enough to impress Beca. Why was she trying so hard Jesus?

She walks down the stairs after flipping off the light in her room with Chloe following closely behind until she can see just over the railing on the stairs and into the kitchen where her sister and Beca are sitting.

It seemed like Sydney was seconds away from talking the vampire's ear off but to Beca, it sorta seemed like she was enjoying the conversation. Whatever conversation that was her sister mustered up and that Stacie is praying isn't as bad as she is imagining.

Stacie also notices that Beca changed from what she was previously wearing into a nice pair of black jeggings, a navy blue tank top under her signature leather jacket and curled her hair nicely in perfect rings that fell over her shoulders. It wasn't a big change to the wardrobe but was enough to make Stacie's breathing short circuit. How was it even possible for someone-vampire or not- to look this damn good?

"Is your friend who is going out with Chloe a vampire too?" Stacie hears Sydney ask and can see the younger girl already bouncing with excitement at the very thought of not only one vampire, but two.

She beckons her head for Chloe to come see where she is standing hidden from them on the stairs.

Beca nods her head at the question and there's a bowl of candy corn on the table that she is playing with in between her thumbs since it was both Stacie's and Sydney's favorite candy. "Yeah she is." Beca confirms and instantly Stacie sees her sister's full set of teeth with a beaming grin and her eyebrows shooting up past her hairline. "But, I'm the cooler one." And she winks at the girl that ends up giggling sweetly and Stacie thinks that Beca's modesty is super attractive, especially when she is joking around-though she already knows the vampire is probably the most humble person she has ever met.

"Can you show me your fangs?" Beca's eyes widen at this-hoping what she just said was maybe a joke perhaps while Sydney's stay keen, waiting for an answer.

Stacie almost jumps over the railing to stop Beca from showing Sydney her teeth, not because she thinks they're something not to be shown off. Actually, it's quite the opposite. It was mostly due to the fact that it was too soon for a ten year old to be introduced to such weapons and didn't want Beca to end up scaring her sister in anyway-though her curiosity told her differently.

"Sure." Stacie hears Beca respond and she knows it's too late when she sees the vampire turning her head away from the child, probably transforming her teeth into those razor sharp fangs Stacie was greeted with on night one.

Sydney waits patiently, her excitement seeming to be under control-for now, as she cradles her chin in her hands with her arms leaning on the kitchen table.

But then as Beca turns back around to face Sydney, who was expecting a set of vampire fangs, she instead got two pieces of candy corn placed exactly where Beca's fangs would sprout from and the vampire raising her hands like claws as she was hissing at the younger girl.

Sydney yelped with pure joy as she tried giggling away from the vampire's embrace but only to end up being caught and Beca to place fake bites with her candy fangs all over the girl's body.

"That is adorable Stace." Chloe almost cries at the scene her and Stacie are watching between Sydney and Beca and Stacie almost cries with her. Tears of joy of course. She bites her lip to keep all the tears in and her eyes remain on the vampire and her sister.

In that moment, Stacie feels her whole body tingle with warmth and she can't help the smile that's stretched to her ears as she witnesses what's going on in front of her. There Beca was, a vampire, someone not experienced with humans let alone children, playing with one like she does this on a daily basis.

And just the image of seeing Beca interact with Sydney like she was made Stacie only want to run down the rest of the stairs and kiss Beca until she couldn't be kissed anymore.

Stacie's foot slips down the next set of stairs by accident, and the noise alerts Beca from the kitchen table, stopping everything that she was doing with Sydney wrapped in her arms. Stacie wished that she could've just stayed there the whole night, spying on the vampire as she interacts with her sister and being content but soon, her admiration must end eventually if she still wanted to go on this date.

The vampire smiles warmly at Stacie when they lock eyes and the taller girl's appearance is now in full view for Beca. "Wow, you look…" Beca stumbles over her words, scanning for the right one as she scans her eyes across every piece of skin on Stacie's long frame. "Wonderful…. Amazing." Beca adds in disbelief with a heavy exhale and Stacie notes that this compliment has so much of a different effect on her compared to compliments she received in the past.

"Stacie! I won a bet with Beca!" Sydney's voice is dripping with excitement and pride and Stacie turns to Beca to see if this was true and all the vampire did in response was shrug her shoulders with a defeated smile across her lips. "I bet her she couldn't change her outfit and be back here in under three minutes and it took her exactly four!" Sydney explains and that explains why Beca is dressed differently now.

"Is that true Beca?" Stacie plays along with a surprised gasp as she raises her hand to her chest in disbelief, like what she just heard from her sister was startling to the bone.

"I hate to admit it but... it's true." Beca's shoulders lower and a frown appears on her lips. "I under estimated my vampire speed."

"Still three minutes is quite impressive." Stacie can't help but take Beca's side on the conversation-even though it's her sister on the other side.

"Thanks." There's a slight lisp to Beca's words as she still has the placed candy corn glued to her teeth and Stacie laughs when she points at the pieces, informing the vampire that they're still there and when she pulls them off, some drool comes out with them. Rolling her eyes like Beca is a child, Stacie takes the pieces of candy from Beca's palms and sticks each piece one by one into her mouth and chews quietly with a devilish smirk.

Unintentionally, a sound emits from Beca-somewhere between a low groan and a growl as she watches this small action that had no intentions of having such an effect on the vampire but still, it did. "You look great." Stacie whispers, doesn't exactly know why but she does, and it feels like it's only her and Beca in the kitchen right now. No Chloe, no Sydney, just them and if that were actually the case, she'd probably have no problem with making this conversation a more, 'mature' interaction but disappointingly, that's not the case and kissing Beca like her life depended on it isn't something she wants to show to her sister.

"Thank you." Beca voice is just as low as Stacie's and it makes a shiver slither down the taller girl's spine. "Aubrey's here." Beca announces but her squinted eyes are still eating Stacie's soul whole.

"Let's go!" Chloe's doesn't even give the couple a chance to respond before she is booking it out of the kitchen and then the house.

Stacie tells Sydney to behave as her sister and Beca say their goodbyes. Beca promises to come back to answer every last question the younger girl has,pinky promises with a kiss to seal the deal and it's sincere.

"Your sister is just like you. Beca says once they're out of the kitchen. "Pretty damn smart too."

"She learns from the best." Stacie throws Beca a wink over her shoulder and continues walking.

Beca follows Stacie's lead out of the house and when the both of them step outside, Chloe's basically smothering the blonde vampire with compliments on how she is dressed and all Stacie can do is blink until she knows for sure it's Aubrey who is dressed in a tight pair white skinny jeans, black heels and a cut off dark blue tank top with rhinestones tracing the collar and looking hotter than Stacie has ever seen the vampire before.

"Think they can keep it in their pants long enough until we get to the club?" Beca jokes and pulls Stacie out of her stare on the blonde as Chloe leers across her entire outfit with predatory eyes.

"Probably not." Stacie snorts, knowing Chloe's hormonal chart goes berserk when she is in distance within the blonde vampire and has never really been good at controlling her wants. "I don't know." Stacie snickers when she sees Chloe working her flirting game on the blonde and Aubrey trying her best to keep a composed posture. "But I don't want to be around when they start banging so let's go before things get weird."


The vampire club doesn't ideally live up to Stacie's expectations and really, just looks like any other club Stacie has been to before. If she were to guess without knowing the truth, she'd say there were no vampires at all by how normal it turns out to be. Stacie has only just seen the outside of the place so far, the line that hooked around the corner with all sorts of people dressed in more of a darker shade than Stacie is used to from her country bar.

There was a lot of leather which isn't much of a surprise after meeting Beca. But also, there's a lot of chains and people practically covered in black inked tattoos where Stacie couldn't even imagine a needle going that close to a certain area on her body.

The bass could be heard from outside of the club as the group of them waited in line and surprisingly enough, there was music that Stacie actually listened to. She was more so expecting some modern music from like a bazillion years ago, or some displeasing techno music that one would listen to if they were having sex with a robot. But being wrong, there was music that was enjoyable.

Things began to become more and more sketchy with Beca and her precautions about the place. She didn't really know what she was getting into at first when they pulled up to the parking lot and when Beca began to list off possibilities of what she might see when she enters the club and tips on how to avoid any oncoming vampire who's trying to pick up a human to pork and probably kill, it started to freak her out a bit.

And yeah, those weren't the most pleasing things to be informed with before going in and even to the point where Stacie reconsidered stepping foot inside this club.

But Beca promised that it isn't as bad as she is making it out to be-even after her warnings on, "don't look them straight in the eyes" or, "don't be freaked out when you see vampires fucking each other on the dancefloor. Here, it's completely normal and actually it's expected." She told Stacie she would have her eyes set on her the entire night wherever she went and vampire's honor, Stacie trusted that nobody in that club would lay a single hand on her.

Human's go figure, have a scent. A very distinct and very delicious scent to certain vampires that aren't trained in the ways like Aubrey and Beca were. They were the vampires who feed off of humans with no remorse and the type of vampires Beca warned Stacie about before they even entered the club.

When Stacie and Chloe stepped foot through those doors, their eyes adjusting to the flashing colorful lights above the fog on the dance floor and entering dangerous territory, it was like they were a showstopper. Despite current conversations, every single damn person in the facility stopped what they were doing to gawk sharply at the two humans now in sight.

"Don't worry." Beca squeezed Stacie's hand for reassurance when she heard the taller girl gulp down a thick swallow out of pure nerves.

Chloe didn't seem to be freaking out as much as Stacie was with all the other vampire's attention when the redhead urged Aubrey onto the dancefloor to dance with her. And being watched like she is now isn't foreign to Stacie whatsoever.

She's been to high school, went to college and experienced horny guys staring at her like a piece of meat. This, should be something she is use to but the thought of what could possibly be going through these vampire's heads, possibly violent thoughts and thoughts that involve Stacie, is just something she couldn't relax about.

Soon though, the tension between Stacie and everyone else around her fades and she feels comfortable again.

"Hey Em." Beca greets a taller brunette behind the bar as they walk up, who is serving drinks to other customers and its reminds Stacie of herself. She also takes in the nickname-probably short for Emily, and figures that this girl and Beca know each other pretty well.

Turning around from her spot, the taller brunette smiles like a child in a candy shop and uses her speed to hug Beca unexpectedly. "Beca hey!" She squeezes and Beca whines adorably at the amount of contact. "It's been awhile since you've been here! How've you been?"

Emily's excitement is contagious and Stacie finds herself mirroring the smile off the girl as she stands awkwardly behind Beca, her presence still unknown until she is met with the other vampires eyes once she separated from the hug with Beca. Emily washes her eyes along Stacie's frame and the corners of her lips curve up into a smirk.

"Seems like you've been doing pretty good though. Who's this?"

"This is Stacie." Beca turns to greet and Stacie flails her hand uncontrollably towards the other brunette and it's hands down the most awkward thing she has done. Damn, she just feels so out of her element at this club.

It's horridly embarrassing.

"It's nice to meet you." Stacie reaches her hand out for a shake and no minutes were wasted before Emily did the same. The two of them share their smiles under the heavy music as they continue to shake hands until Emily gets a whiff of Stacie scent and her eyes broaden by the realization of what is going on.

"I didn't know you were seeing a human." Emily is blunt and quick to say and Stacie can feel her heart speeding up insanely and it isn't in the good way she is used to with Beca.

Why she is scared?She doesn't know because humans come here all the time.

Humans that are simply just curious about vampires and how they live or the humans that just want to get it on with a super hot vampire.

"God, does she smell good too." By looking at Emily and just hearing her words Stacie can see her stomach growling as she leans in to get another whiff.

And it sounds like a compliment but Stacie knows how Emily means by this and it's definitely not a compliment.

"Don't even think about it Legacy." Beca snickers despite Stacie's death grip on her hand as she is sure Emily is about to go full vampire on her and take a bite out of her neck any second. "She's mine."

Emily's eyes stay wide as she walks to the other side of the table behind the bar. "You claimed her?" What was Stacie a dog? She feels offended. "Or is this a bond?"

"No it's not a bond." Beca answers sharply with a hint of annoyance and Stacie tries to figure out what the two vampires mean by this bond and claimed crap but so far, is getting no where. "We haven't discussed any of this yet so I'd appreciate if this conversation is dropped." Her face scrunches at her nose and flares her nostrils out.

Stacie doesn't want this conversation to end though, since there is still unknown answers she wants to understand but then, Beca is checking her phone and telling Emily that it's time to go on and that she wants her to keep an eye on Stacie while she is performing.

So, Stacie makes a mental note to ask Beca later what she meant by this so called 'claiming'.

Stacie wishes her good luck and before she knows it, she is alone on the floor, watching Beca strut her way over to the mixing tables until she is cueing some songs up and wrapping a pair of headphones around her neck.

Chloe grabs Stacie by the wrist almost immediately when she is separated from the vampire and drags her out to the middle where her, Aubrey and a few other vampires Chloe has already become friends with are dancing to the music blaring through the overhead speakers. It's then Stacie realizes that it's not only good music-really good music but in fact, it's Beca's music they're grinding unconsciously to and bobbing their heads to the baseline of the song.

It's crazy and honestly, Stacie had no idea Beca was that good of a DJ. Not to mention she looked pretty fucking hot up there as well as she turns the dials on the board and nods her head to the beat. She looks so hot that Stacie finds herself not even dancing anymore-not that it mattered since she was basically third wheeling in the dance circle with Aubrey and Chloe anyways and instead, finds herself staring up in awe at the stage Beca was currently standing on.

What she is doing is not as nonchalant as she planned on it being and she knows the whole club is probably wondering what she is watching like a hawk but she can't find it in her to look away.

As if Beca could feel the power of Stacie's eyes, she lifts them from the deck she is playing around with to meet Stacie's daze in the middle of the crowd. A deathly smirk that's painted on her lips when she twists a certain nob and a wink that came with it hits Stacie in her core with full force from the distance and right now, she really wishes Beca's set was done and over with to be honest.

What seemed like years, Beca returns down from the stage after boatloads of compliments about her performance from other people and is face to face with Stacie. The afterglow Beca is sporting is nice, the way her hair is a little frazzled by the head bobbing and how her pupils are dilated from the adrenaline.

"So.." Beca starts, reaching her hand forward to grab Stacie's until their fingers are intertwined snugly. "What did you think?"

Stacie honestly can't think about anything really with the amount of emotions running around through her head that all seem to regard the vampire DJ herself.

What makes it even worse is how Beca has that push of confidence that guides her to stand ridiculously close to Stacie, almost to the point where their fronts are touching. Beca's breath feels like fire as it spreads across her skin slightly and she finds her eyes falling lazy to were her breathing is coming from.

"I'm impressed DJ." She purrs with a wink and it isn't intentional at how flirty her current tone was. It just sort of happened that way.

What also happened that way was how Stacie's gaze felt so gravitated towards Beca's lips that she just couldn't tear them away.

Beca's motions her head around the club. "Seems like we lost Chloe and Aubrey."

Stacie finally breaks away from where she was staring and over to where Beca's eyes met a redhead currently straddling a blonde in a very heated make out session as they sit in the club's lounge.

"Oh wow." Stacie didn't even seem to notice that her friends left the dance floor but she remembers where most of her attention was at the moment and understands why now. "They're really going at it." She comments when from even a distance she can see both of their tongues slipping back and forth between their opened mouths and the hands that grope at the redhead's waist, rocking her steady against her front.

Chloe was never one for PDA Stacie thinks but turns out, a vampire could change that right around in a blink of an eye.

"It's about time honestly." Beca snickers, meeting Stacie's eyes again when they look away from their friends. "The amount of sexual tension was painful to just be around."

"True." Stacie agrees and smiles. She squeezes her hands around Beca's making sure they're still there. "What does that mean for us?"

Really, it could mean all sorts of things. But the one that is poking at Stacie's insides is where her and Beca stand as far friends, or maybe more than that.

She is really hoping that there is more there and it's not only her.

"I don't know." Stacie doesn't know what she is expecting to hear but she knows it wasn't that, and it stings a little-scratch that, a lot, but doesn't show it. "I've been juggling around with these thoughts that seem to keep piling on the more times I spend with you. Thoughts on how I should approach it, what's bugging me to come out and say." Stacie's eyes seem to light up at this as it sounds like there is at least some mutual agreement on where things to head to. "You're the reason why I count my blessings at night."

Stacie's heart starts to hammer against her chest and it's actually pretty annoying now that Stacie thinks about it, how her body reacts to a simple compliment from Beca, or even the faintest of glances because just once, would Stacie like to stay the calm and collected person she has been raised into instead of this gibberish mess the vampire mushes her into.

Things and noises start to mute out around them and it feels like they are alone.

Alone in this empty club with no one in sight, no one to come in between them.

"I can feel it in my chest when I'm around you. A feeling that I haven't once felt throughout my long existence and it's a feeling that tells me you're meant to be in my life forever." Stacie feels like she is about to pass out but knows, by where Beca is and how close she is that if that were to happened, she wouldn't have any worries about falling. "And I know I'm like dead and heartless so that feeling could end up being just a round of bad blood giving me vampire indigestion."

"Shut up." Stacie uses the back of her hand to smack Beca's arm playfully as she releases a small giggle.

"But this whole thing that I feel between us is scary but also, a blessing at the same time and I'm terrified that I'll fuck it up somehow."

"But you can't be scared of something that hasn't even happened yet Beca. You have to have as much faith in you and I do. Yes, this is something totally new to me and never in a million years would I of thought I'd have the hots for a vampire.." Stacie finally speaks her sense.

"Can't blame you though." Beca cuts Stacie off with her wonderful modesty and cocky smirk plastered on her face, earning an eye roll from Stacie in response.

"Whatever. What I'm trying to say is that this should be scary, for both of us, but we shouldn't let that get in the way of how we really feel about each other. Right?" She waits for Beca to nod her head, graciously and hesitant at first. "Then what are we waiting for?"

Permission seemed to be the only thing left in Beca's way because once she heard this exit from Stacie's mouth, it was only seconds until the distance between them was nonexistent and their lips were pressing into each other in a passionate kiss.

Bombs of explosions went off behind Stacie's shut eyelids and her body prickled with a tingles all over, making the hair on the back of her neck stand straight up. The kiss was something explainable. The right words not able to describe it the way Stacie would want. Their lips just fit together. A missing puzzle piece to a portrait. Cheesy, but it was true.

They move in sync, slow at first until Stacie's bold swipe of her tongue across Beca's lips spurs Beca's actions as her hands find their way to the taller girl's waist. And because Stacie was a good bit taller than the vampire, her having to lean down even with Beca on her tippy toes made the kiss oh so more enjoyable.

The club and everything around them were long gone out both their thoughts as they fell into a deep coma with the kiss, battling for dominance with their tongues and before Stacie could really get a grip on it, the kiss went from chaste to pretty fucking x-rated.

A moan that slipped pass Stacie's lips broke her away from the kiss, her breathing heavy and lightheaded from the lack of air. She looks down from where her forehead is resting against Beca's and smiles lazy at the vampire's newly added dazed stare.

Soon, Stacie gets bumped in the back by a dancing couple that she can't really tell if they're trying to have sex, or that what the new grinding is and she stumbles into Beca's arms with a giggle. Exhibitionism she guesses isn't a crime in the vampire world.

"I wanna get out of here." She had no idea why she is whispering this to Beca, especially in club, but does so anyway.

A smirk curves its way to Beca's mouth. "Where do you wanna go?" Her arms holding Stacie's waist rock them back a forth on their heels.

"Anywhere." God, and does she really mean anywhere, but here.

Space is created from where their foreheads touched and Beca re connects her hands with one of Stacie's. "I have a place." And she pulls the taller girl through the crowd until they reach the exit of the club.

Stacie really hopes that Chloe and Aubrey have a ride home because there is no way she has the patience to wait for them.


Stacie plans on meeting Beca upstairs in her bedroom after the directions giving to where it was at in her cabin and she should be concerned that Beca is leaving her alone in a setting that isn't exactly her's but then again, she is thanking her lucky stars because it gives her a slight amount of time to recompose herself at the actions that are about to take place. With Beca. Alone, in her cabin, next to a fireplace that Stacie didn't really see until now because really? What was a fire place doing in Beca's bedroom?

And then, it makes sense because it wasn't actually a house but more so a summer cabin look alike that Stacie would usually stay in for summer camps as a child. Though, Beca's place was a Hell of a lot fancier, with her chandeliers hanging from the ceilings, vintage paintings and vases that she can only think of how old they really are and endless amounts of white roses sitting randomly throughout the cabin.

Also, Beca didn't really need a sleeping area after remembering where the vampire actually sleeps so an 'ideal' bedroom, like Stacie's or Chloe's, wasn't necessary in this scenario.

Stacie takes off each heel slowly with a breath of relief when she walks through the front door after dimming the room a tad bit, her senses hit with the aroma of burning wood and some scented candles burning in the distance. She can't pinpoint the exact smell but it's a mixture between pine needles and a sweet cinnamon pie.

There's windows that surround the entire cabin where Stacie walks over to next, and she takes the time to scout the darkness from the night's sky and all the forest's trees sitting under the moon's beaming light.

Crickets and a nearby river or stream can be heard echoing through the forest, bouncing off of stones and flooding the area with never ending chirps and Stacie feels at peace. It was euphonious.

Soon after a while, Stacie then finds herself flipping on the switch to the fireplace after taking off the leather jacket Beca gave to her on their way home since the fire is destined to warm her up in no time. Crackles come instantly with a large flame and it glows into Stacie's eyes as she is captivated by the red and orange waves and how her skin relaxes into a comfortable warmth.

There's a contented sigh at the heat as she situates herself on the blanket next to the fire with her hands bent back, holding up the rest of her body with her legs crossed at the ankles.

The silence is nice.

It was something Stacie never really gets the chance to be acquainted with since she works at a country bar more days than not and is constantly around rednecks yelling complete nonsense and country music blaring under clanks of alcohol bottles the whole night. So yeah, this was nice and something much needed.

Stacie feels herself relaxing under the heat from the fire, warmth starting at her toes then working its way up to her face and soon, she feels her eyes getting too heavy to keep open. It wasn't that she was actually tired because honestly, she is far from it.

But everything around her, the setting, the smells, the scenery, was all so cozy, and it was something Stacie could really get use to after the confirmation of where her and Beca stand.

She almost doesn't realize that she closed her eyes until she hears a soft chuckle on the other side of the room and when she opens them, Beca is standing there, arms crossed at her chest and leaning her upper body on a part of the wall with her steely blue eyes watching Stacie with admiration laced in each blink.

Stacie of course smiles lazy when she sees Beca again, not that she didn't just see the vampire five minutes ago, but that time already apart really did some damage and she weirdly found herself missing Beca's presence.

Stacie doesn't hold back with her glare and letting her eyes scan the vampire's body, noting that she has only a tank top on and her skin that is now in sight sort of sparkles with the fire's glow, like tiny little crystals all over her skin and Stacie thinks she is just so Goddamn perfect that it literally blows her mind every time she is near Beca.

"Words can't even explain your beauty." Beca speaks and it physically hurts Stacie's heart.

And it's not that she couldn't breathe from the start with Beca's presence but now, there was definitely no way of getting a single and smooth breath out of her body anytime soon.

A sexy smirk in confidence leads Beca over to Stacie, who remained in her upright position on her elbows with a lazy-yet flirty smile and a jittery tingle in her stomach she receives when she watches Beca come to her. There's also nerves present as she thinks back to what Chloe had been so desperate to find out, and they begin to eat Stacie alive.

After hearing rumors about a vampire's sex drive and just the whole intimacy given by a single one is scary to Stacie. What if she can't hang-which isn't something that runs through her mind often. Sex is amazing hands down and she enjoys it. A lot. But sex with a vampire? Yeah, that's something that'll open a can of nervous heebie-jeebies directly in her belly.

By the time she gets there, Beca's already on her knees, right by Stacie feet and flips her dark hair to one side of her head before continuing her journey to Stacie's face. When she makes it after squeezing her body in the space Stacie has created for the vampire in between her legs, Stacie can for the first time since she has met the vampire actually see the colors of her eyes. She can see where there are darker patches of blue in Beca's eyes, and how they're almost a cloudy grey color and she can't help but be hypnotized by their beauty.

Stacie is even sure Beca can hear her heart beat, vampire hearing or not as it stammers and becomes faster and faster the closer Beca gets. Those eyes fall to Stacie's slightly skewed lips and she has to snare her bottom lip in effort to keep all the sighing inside.

Not a second wasted, the distance between the both of them is nonexistent and Beca's lips are on her's, soft and even feathered like and oh my God, it feels so much better the second time around she can tell you that.

Beca's lips are cold, stone cold and lifeless, but her's are warm and well, the blood is flowing-and together, mixing ice and fire, brings a whole other level of temperature and boy, is it enjoyable.

She sighs in content;y as one of her hands hook to the back of Beca's neck and allows her thumb to brush against the vampire's jawline back and forth.

It's when she is taken off guard and Beca sneaks her tongue pass her lips, seeking entrance almost immediately when she moans in surprise and feels a cold hand tightening around her ribcage and in the empty spaces of her fingers.

Her reaction to this bold action causes her to unintentionally stiffen the hand around Beca's neck and finds her nails starting to dig into the flesh every drag of Beca's tongue inside her mouth and then a sound erupts through Beca like molten lava, pouring everything into Stacie's mouth for her to savor.

The sound is startling at first and she doesn't know if it was a growl in pure pain or a growl in pure pleasure as it vibrated every last vowel around the inside of her mouth.

But then, the question is answered when the vampire is tilting her head back with Beca's new and much more powerful strokes of her tongue and urging Stacie fully on her back to hover right above.

This time, her other hand find it's way to Beca's side, just under the thin clothing above skin where her fingers now trace along the vampire's ribs and stomach muscles, loving the way her touch has such an effect on the vampire.

Beca moves closer, so impossibly close that their bodies could mold together as one when Beca starts to rock her hips in the space between her legs while both hands are on either side of the taller girl's head, holding her up at an angle and is creating an electrical amount of friction against their fronts.

Usually, herself is the dominant one when kissing is taking place. It's her that controls what comes next and how it is going to be delivered, not the other way around like it is right now with Beca. She's struggling alone with being the submissive in this kiss, wanting to take control and show Beca who really is boss but also, she has no problem with handing over the remote to the vampire and just sit through cruise control as Beca steers the kiss with her tongue.

She has absolutely no problem with that.

Beca breaks away from the kiss with a gasp of much needed air and gives her the opportunity to flutter her eyes open. She is greeted with the sight of those blinding white orbits again, above an already flushed face and swollen lips that release a shaky gasp of air to slow her breathing.

She also can see the pointed edges of Beca's newly grown fangs just peeking out the bottom of her upper lip and praises herself with a smile when pointing to them.

"Someone's turned on already." Beca doesn't understand what she means until she reaches her own hand up to meet her mouth where her finger is pointing to and feeling the teeth for herself. "Can't really hide a fang boner." She giggles out of a teasing manner but Beca's reaction clearly only shows panic, nothing humorous as her eyes quickly stretch wide and she is sitting up from her previous position, away from her embrace .

She doesn't know what really just happened.

They went from a heated kiss that only planned on becoming hotter to Beca backing away from her like she was the plague.

So, she follows Beca's movements until she is back to sitting up straight and is watching the vampire hide her face within her hands, shielding whatever it was from her to see.

"I'm sorry." There's an apology under a almost broken tone from Beca and still, she doesn't understand why. "This is embarrassing." She chuckles on the bright side which makes Stacie feel a little more at ease but still, she can't see Beca's face under her hands. "Just give me a second and I'll change back."

Then, Stacie finally understands what Beca is apologizing for and honestly, she can't believe that was the reason for Beca's change in behavior.

"No." Stacie firmly states, shaking her head and Beca's white eyes peek from her covering hand with knitted brows and a whole lot of confusion. She reaches out her hand to pull away the ones covering Beca's face until she is rewarded with both sets of piercing white eyes and two razor sharp fangs that hang delicately above her bottom lip. "Leave them." Demanding this causes Beca to scrunch her nose in disbelief and never really being good with her words, she grazes her thumb along Beca's lip, skimming the pair of fangs with her fingertip to try an explain exactly what she means.

To prove to Beca that she means every last word she says.

Beca eyes glance at the movement of her thumb before locking eyes back with the taller girl, confusion still at bay.

"Stay just the way you are." She cups Beca's face with her hand once she removes her thumb from the vampire's lips and stares deeply into her snowy like eyes. "You're truly sumptuous Beca...no matter what."

The next thing that comes comes next is unexpected when she could've thought Beca was going to start crying but then, there was red, slowly leaking from the corners of Beca's eyes and at first, she panics when she realizes it's blood leaking down and her mouth gapes with concern and just doesn't really know what to do, or if Beca was like dying or something.

"Oh my God, Beca! You're bleeding!" She points to Beca's white eyes that ooze red blood from the corners and begins to stream down one of her cheeks with a thick tear drop.

Beca reaches up her hand to wipe the blood and by doing that, it just ends up smearing it across her cheeks, making it worse.

"What's happening?!" She is appalled at the sight.

It isn't everyday someone cried tears of blood so this was brand new to her.

"Don't worry."

Okay no. Stacie finds it almost impossible not to worry at something like this. Something like this when there is fucking blood running down Beca's eyes and the girl is acting like it's a normal thing that happens all the time.

Beca finishes to clean off the blood with her hands before standing up to walk over to the table where a folded rag was placed. She takes a glance in the wall mirror, making sure there isn't anything smeared around her eyes before resuming her position next to Stacie. She takes a deep breath before continuing since Stacie has a posture that is looking for answers.

"It's called the bleeds." Beca tries to explain, her hands fumbling around as she plays with her knuckles, just above the silver rings. "If a vampire goes a certain amount of time without feeding, blood will start to drain from either our ears-or in my case, eyes."

A stern look is traded after this information, "why aren't you feeding Beca?" Her voice is harsh, like a mom disciplining her child after being caught doing something bad.

But Beca isn't doing anything bad.

Actually, she is just being downright stupid. Stacie doesn't want to be upset with Beca, and she definitely doesn't was to ruin the mood of where previous actions were about to head to but, it's Beca and her health that is at risk.

And Stacie feels protective of that, especially with Beca, so something needs to be said.

Harshly or not.

"Because it feels wrong now. Ever since I met you. I don't want you to look at me as a monster that kills people and though I've been drinking the synthetic blood from the bar, it doesn't satisfy me the same way." Beca lowers her head, embarrassed and sorta like a sad puppy that melts her insides just a bit.

But she can't help but still be a little irritated at the girl. She moves her hand-ignoring her anger- to find Beca's and connects their fingers together, throwing a small smile at the vampire.

"I already told you and I'll tell you again, I don't think you're a monster Beca. It's your nature to feed off of blood, just like it's a lion's nature to feed off of antelope or a spider's nature to feed off of a fly. You can't control your cravings and I don't want to be the reason why you aren't as healthy as you were before."

She lifts Beca's hand to place a ghosting kiss over the vampire's knuckles, chill silver from her rings freezing her lips on contact while Beca watches with loving and glowing white eyes. "Don't change who you are to impress me because Beca, I already love everything about you. Blood sucker to super hot DJ to totally adorable nerd that makes being awkward insanely cute." Beca snickers at this and of course rolls her eyes at the mention of cute.

The genuine smile she receives from Beca hits her with a jolt of some sort in her gut and then, she is pulling the vampire in close until their lips meet again.

Her eyes slip shut at the contact as her stomach churns every time Beca slides her tongue against her's, and she can feel the new set of teeth scrape against her mouth when she decides to do the same. She can tell Beca wants to assume their previous position before being interrupted but that right there isn't exactly what she wants right now.

No, instead, she uses her hand cupping Beca's cheek to push at the vampire's shoulder gently so she is rotating her body and they're now switching positions near the fireplace. Her long legs straddle Beca's waist at the new position and she is now the one dipping down and taking over the hot and heavy kisses she is pressing to Beca's lips. Her dominance triggers something in the vampire, something dangerously carnal and vicious hands grip against her hips where she knows are going to be marks tomorrow.

The kiss went from zero to a hundred in a matter of seconds when she feels teeth tugging at her bottom lip, sucking, licking, biting, everything, and in just a swift motion of her tongue tasting her own lips, she can't taste a metallic ting, and she knows she is bleeding.

It doesn't process to her at first that it's legit blood that's spilling from her lips and seriously, she should be feeling a stingy pain where Beca's fang tore through her skin.

But it doesn't hurt.

Not even in the slightest bit and soon even, there's no blood at all as Beca's mouth and tongue lick the area dry with a more gentle tug until it's stretched as far as it could and Beca is thundering a low moan with her blood covering Beca's taste buds.

Tender kisses ghost over the injured area and Stacie knows by the sweet reminder that Beca didn't purposely mean to hurt her.

This goes one for a while, Beca's hands seeming to not find a comfortable place on her hips as they touch over every inch in her reach while her hands cradle the vampire's neck in between her palms.

And this is nice, kissing Beca is and will always be real fucking nice but, she needs more. Her body needs more and soon after battling her wants, she pulls away from the heated kiss to stand up above Beca and starts to strip off her black dress she has been so eager to take off the entire night.

She can feel Beca's eyes from where she is laying, rake up her body and she decides that since that's the case, why not tease a little?

Slowly, one strap at a time, she pulls the dress off her shoulder until a lacy black bra is in sight from the top up and stops for a second, making sure she has Beca's full attention. When she does, seeing those intoxicating pearly whites studying every single move without so much of a blink, she pulls the rest of the dress off until it falls noiseless to the floor where Beca's feet are sprawled out.

Beca eyes remain glued to her body and she can physically see the vampire shudder with the amount of bare skin now in grabbing distance. "You like what you see Dracula?" The nickname is out of the blue but she thinks it's adorable-though Beca might not feel the same way as she cocks her head in disgust.

She has to remember using that from now on.

She makes sure to twist her body, giving Beca a perfect angle of each asset on her body and loves the throaty growl she is rewarded with as a response from the vampire when her backside is displayed under a framing black thong that focuses on the plumpness of her ass. Her hands float all over her torso until she reaches her covered breasts and gives them a quick squeeze before wrapping her arms around to unhook her bra and letting the material slip down her arms while Beca watches with impatient eyes before the piece joins her dress on the floor.

Maybe this was something she should've done from the beginning, teasing Beca like a show as her fists squeeze into the skin of her palms and nails are threatening to break through skin. Because, she fucking loved every single way Beca would stare at her as it showed how physically painful it is watching something she couldn't touch. Like a painting in a fancy museum that was only up for display.

It was absolutely great feeling in power of the situation- that was until Beca had enough and used her vampire speed to hastily throw her onto the floor and once again, she was pinned under the smaller brunette as Beca doesn't waste a second before attaching her mouth to her neck, feeling the rapid beat of her pulse throb against Beca's lips.

Beca's fangs drag against her skin when she feels the brunette gravitating lower down her body and it's a pain that is indescribable. It hurts like Hell and is probably leaving a long slit of a mark across her collarbone,which no doubt should be bleeding but, it's a pain that causes her to whimper in pleasure.

Wanting more. Oh, so much more. Especially when her nipple gets replaced in between Beca's lips and she starts circling the hardening numb with her tongue, allowing her teeth to gnaw on the skin around her breast.

And with her hand, she settles in Beca's luscious hair, clutching brown through her fingers every lick of her tongue against her chest and is just a writhing mess under Beca's mouth that by the second, she can feel her brain short circuiting into a pile of mush and she really needs to feel more before she literally explodes by the vampire's touch.

As if Beca could read her mind, Beca retracts her mouth from her nipple, placing another soft kiss on her bruising lips before hooking Beca's fingers on the sides of her underwear, pulling off the last barrier in the way from her most needed place and gently slides it down her legs in a swift motion.

Once off, Beca at first doesn't make a move. Not even a muscle flinches, like she is paralyzed or simply frozen in place.

Instead, Beca treasures her, as she should be, and scans her body from head to toe and it's pure torture to herself as she feels the trembles under Beca's burning stare. But it's then, just something about this kind of makes her feel insecure, weirdly, and she scrambles to hide her naked body with literally anything in sight.

And knowing herself, she is absolutely not insecure about her body and is proud of her hard work over her toned muscles and smooth skin.

But now, she can't be proud and is feeling a heavy weight of shyness, wanting nothing but to shrivel up into a tiny little ball and roll away.

When she tries to shift her body, in hope of covering up her nude form and away from Beca's hungry eyes, she get's stopped, and Beca is looking down at her with a safe and a secure glare that brings her back to feeling comfortable again.

Comfortable around Beca while fingers graze over every inch of her skin.

She drops her hands covering her chest to her sides, allowing everything to be visible and feeling the warmth from the fire tickle against her body's surface.

"God, you're beautiful."

She hears this a lot from Beca.

Probably almost every day when she sees her and it doesn't matter if she is dressed fancy like tonight at the club-or when she as ketchup squirted across an apron over her work clothes, she knows that every time Beca means it. Nowhere in her voice makes her believe that Beca is lying, just like right now where she can see the sincerity oozing from Beca's words and the genuine glint shining from Beca's eyes.

She feels at peace.

She hooks a single finger under Beca's chin, bringing the vampite in again to close the distance with a handful of sweet pecks before fumbling her hands underneath the tank top Beca still has on.

Feeling that Beca is a little over dressed, she reaches under to snag her thumbs under the hem of Beca's tank top and feels her chilled stomach muscles flinch against her fingertips when she pulls the piece of clothing up and over her head.

Already, Beca's body has her at a lost for words and she isn't even nearly as naked as she is. Her eyes settle to sit at the exposed cleavage a matching navy blue bra pushes up towards her view and being this close to Beca's skin with the fire burning next to them, shimmering the paleness and she thinks the vampire is an actual, real life gem.

She has to see for herself as fingertips skim down Beca's torso until there is pressing contact and Beca is ghosting soft kisses down the crevice of her chest, just along her sternum and to every beat of her own heart.

And though it's still skin to skin contact, she still finds herself pulling Beca closer.

"I never met someone like you that valued me enough to have me stay.." Beca places another tender kiss just above her navel, Beca's words leaving goosebumps along her skin.

She also can't keep in the whimper that comes along with the sweet words and finds her sounds out in the open for Beca to hear and the silence around them to hear.

"And I feel so undeniably lucky to have met you." And another kiss gets placed -this time just under her navel while hands find their way to Beca's hair, combing the area in between her fingers and letting her eyes fall shut when it becomes unbearable to keep them open any longer.

Her breathing is becoming laboured and hitched as her upper body rolls into a swift motion under Beca's lips, back curving in a perfect 'c' shape off the ground.

Beca's mouth is just about to descend lower to the much needed area between her legs but suddenly, her eyes snap open and stops the vampire from going any lower.

"Wait." Beca brows furrow at this interruption and it definitely wasn't something that was easy for her to do herself, so to say. But it's something that she wants to happen.

"Feed off me." She says simply, no pauses, no hiccups, no stutters in her voice as she demands this from the vampire, who looks as if she is speaking an entirely new language.

"What?" Beca's face is blank and the way her mouth slightly falls open is one that makes her want to kiss shut.

But tosses that to the side when there are more important things to discuss.

"I want you to feed off me." She says with just as much sincerity as before and there is no way Beca didn't understand her this time. Her voice though is a little shaky, a little out of breath. "I want this bond with you Beca. Jesus, I've wanted it since the first moment I laid eyes on you."

She can see a shift in Beca's eyes, her transformed orbits and if she was guessing, the vampire would be blushing-if that was even possible. She believes that it is and just sticks with it because she is washed away with how ridiculously adorable Beca is with her reddening cheeks and shy smile forming on her lips.

"Are you sure?" Beca's eyes study anything on her body that shows any hint of why she wouldn't want this, but finds none.

"God yes." She is sure it's the quickest she has ever replied to someone and it's almost a pleading cry when she does so. "I've never been so sure about anything in my entire life."

Silence forms around the two of them, a strong static noise along with a few shared breaths from both of them. There's also crickets on the balcony outside chirping and the crackling of the firewood in the fire that surrounds them with noise. Then, without responding with an answer, Beca is continuing her journey down her slim body and spreading apart her legs to settle on her stomach, trailing kisses with a lot more suction along the inside of her thigh.

Her head falls violently back down into the blanket underneath as it becomes too heavy to keep up. Her eyelids fall back down instinctively at the warm and wet feeling of Beca's mouth sucking hard against her raw flesh with an occasional tongue swipe to massage the area where there's no denying that there will be tons of red and purple bruises leftover in the morning.

"Beca.." It's a strained cry she had to fight out of her body when she feels the vampire floating lower and lower to her throbbing core.

Any thought of forming a coherent sentence is out the door now when Beca does that duel thing that no doubt had to be mastered with her tongue and mouth. Breathing becomes harder, tedious, and she almost feels like she is gasping for just a single ounce of air, lungs twisting into several knots.

"I need... you Beca." And her demand is breathless, pained, and she feels a hiding smirk for the vampire across the inner part of her thigh where lips brush kisses all over.

She is about to comment on Beca's obvious enjoyment of teasing her but the words are sucked right out of her mouth like a vacuum when Beca gives her intensely wet folds a feather like stroke with her tongue before repeating the movement over and over again, leaving her a shuddering mess with hands clutching Beca's hair until one moves up to grope at her chest.

The sensation is automatically heightened as she pinches her nipples in between her thumbs, falling in a rhythmic dance with Beca's tongue as it flicks back and forth around her sensitive nub.

Her moans are now unfiltered as she breathes them out every breath as they rumble the inside of her chest with no restraint. Hips under Beca's grip fall in sync with Beca's tongue in hope for more contact that has her desperate for more and she uses every muscle in her body to keep her brain from bursting.

It's something she has never felt with someone before. Right now, with Beca, it feels like the first time she has ever had sex.

Like she was a virgin all over again and all that tolerance she built from the past is dissolved to nothing by every trace of Beca's tongue.

Her body feels like it's being electrocuted by a barbed fence and embarrassing is an understatement when she admits that never, has she been this close to coming undone like she is right now. The sensations Beca's movements were flooding through her body were driving her up a wall.

And fast.

A throaty moan delivers from Beca's mouth when she hears the glorious sounds emitting from her hanging jaw, and with the vibrations bouncing off Beca's lips and onto her's, the new feeling had her swearing an ungodly amount of words that she wouldn't even say within distance of her grandmother. They were filthy, but Stacie couldn't help it.

She also couldn't help the tightening force from her hand still wrapped in Beca's tangled hair now, and knew from her strength and how her knuckles are forming to a ghostly white color that she was probably hurting the vampire.

But again, she couldn't control anything that she is doing and her body felt like it was on fire. That little pieces of ember from the fireplace was dropped down into the pit of her stomach and was boiling by the second with building pressure.

Slyly, Beca removed one of her hands that were keeping her hips in place on the ground, unnoticed, and moved her fingers down until she coated at least two of her digits in the juices that were already layering a thin shimmer over Beca's tongue and stuck them inside the taller girl's wet and heated core, feeling the walls almost instantly tightening.

It not only surprised herself at the added sensation but also, gave her that little extra push unleash a few dozen incoherent whines that make absolutely no sense as she screams them up to the cabin's ceiling. Beca though, uses her gift of speed to pump violently in and out of her burning center as they met a smooth rhythm with the swiping of her tongue.

By the heightened moans exiting from her body, knowing she is seconds away from unfolding, she feels Beca remove her mouth and blanket her lips back over the skin of her inner thigh to wait. The absence of her mouth is greatly missed but almost immediately, a thumb takes its place with rubbing soft circles over her clit, leaving her breaths to rattle through shaking moans that come from somewhere deep inside her chest.

"God Beca!" She is being loud. She knows and is thanking her lucky stars that Beca's cabin is in the middle of nowhere.

That alone though is weird to her because she was one to never be precisely vocal during sex.

Maybe a few groans here and there that were somewhat louder in volume when she reached climax but never a scream like she just did now and plans on doing again, and again.

Kisses caress the inner place on her thigh, soothing her as she squirms her rocking hips faster into Beca's fingers to meet a synced pace. "Cum for me, Stacie." Beca's voice purrs husky in a low and seductive tone that has done some damage on her already as it puddles pressure deep in her gut. "I've got you."

And it was like she is being controlled by the vampire because soon, arching her entire back off the ground with a breathless silent scream that has the veins in her neck almost bursting out, she feels her legs trembling murderously around Beca's head when all the air in her body gets sucked right from her chest and she is seeing straight stars.

It felt like her climax lasted hours, a series of unending sparks jolting through her body as every muscle clenches violently with Beca's easing movements.

And when she feels her high coming to an end finally, she feels those two sets of fangs sink into her inner thigh and she's off with another powerful orgasm that caused her to release a sharp scream of agony.

After everything, she actually forgot about her wants with Beca and the first reaction when she feels her leg being punctured by Beca's teeth is terrifying. Taking her by total surprise.

And it fucking hurts like a bitch at first, but the burning transforms quickly into something too satisfying to even describe, and it leaves her to not be able to conquer up the slightest noise as it feels like her voice disappeared when she can feel the blood through her body circulate into Beca's mouth.

Unable to watch, she slams back down into the ground, sealing her eyes shut as she feels the throbbing pump through her leg. What she was experiencing overall isn't something she hasn't felt before.

In the past, she has gotten her blood drained, participated in a few blood drives. The throbbing isn't new and is actually uncomfortable when it flowed through her arm and into a bag hanging next to her.

During that time she was donating, she hated every second of it. But with all the similarities of then and now, she is hit with a whole new experience and is loving every last second of it.

Disappointingly, it doesn't last long, probably because Beca doesn't want to get too ahead of herself and drain way too much blood from her when she's not able to control her thirst. She can feel Beca doing something to where the bite took place, something that she couldn't see from where she was lying and can't find it in her to open her eyes to try harder as she feels tremendously weak at the moment but at the same time, like she could float away by the string of pure bliss.

"Oh my God." She is surprised that she can even speak right now. Her voice is low, raspy and even a little hoarse but still, it surprises her.

She lifts her hand that was still clenching Beca's hair from where she was in between her thighs and settles to drape it over her sealed eyes with a few strangled huffs of air. She can feel Beca's body floating up her lifeless figure, kissing a trail back up her stomach until Beca seals attached winded pants with a passionate kiss.

She almost gets off again by the mixture of juice layering Beca's tongue and metallic blood; her juices and blood, and it should be repulsive to taste these things off of Beca's lips, but it's not.

It's pure enjoyable and delicious, simply leaving her to crave more.

Pulling away from the kiss as she licks her lips, savoring the sweet taste, arms sneak under her neck so she is pulled in close to the vampire's side. Fingers tickle along the line of her spine and she nuzzles her face over Beca's chest where she hums tiredly.

"How do you feel?" Beca's voice is low and concerned and she feels a soft kiss on the top of her head.

She doesn't really know how to answer because right now, she feels a lot of things. Like she can still feel the muscles in her legs still spasming over the two very intense orgasms Beca has granted to her body and is sure the shaking will never fade 's the warm feeling that is stronger than everything else really but she doesn't know what it means.

And then, there's a feeling of exhaustion as she feels like the life has just been sucked right out of her.

"I honestly.." She starts with a whisper but is at a loss of words. Back to the question on how it would be to have sex with a vampire? Yeah, it's fucking mind blowing now that she has the chance to understand.

If only Chloe was here so she could tell her the truth.

And maybe brag.

Her eyes still remain shut but her hands moving to draw patterns along Beca's cold ribcage and notes that there isn't a flinch of movement where a heart should be beating. It's strange at first because Beca is still breathing and she feels her stomach rise and fall in a pattern under her arm.

Why does she still breathe when technically she doesn't need to?

"It's uncomfortable." Beca speaks suddenly, and this causes her to flutter her eyes open and raise her head from the current position to see that Beca has transformed back into her normal form with her steely blue eyes staring down.

Beca's fangs are gone but there is blood layering the inner parts of her lips and out the corners of her mouth and it replays everything over again in her head. She shakes the images away and tries to focus on what Beca is trying to say.

"It's uncomfortable not breathing." Beca answers in depth when she doesn't make the effort in understanding what Beca meant and knits her brows together.

She then grasps on the conclusion that Beca seriously just read her thoughts moments ago. "H-how…" Her disbelief is interrupted when Beca's mouth curves into a smile.

"We became bonded when we shared blood through our kiss." Beca explains, smile never fading and it has the power to swoon her and it's then when she realizes that she never asked what Emily and Beca meant when they talked about a vampire/human bond-not that she needs to now since she can basically feel the bond between her and Beca.

She doesn't remember Beca bleeding during that moment. She is sure it was only her blood she tasted-though something about the zing made her body feel extra tingly. Tingly as in she felt this supernatural wave crush over her insides.

"And when I drank from you. We have this connection now."

"Is that why I feel so…" She stops, finding the right word to describe what she means. "Safe with you?" She licks her lips sluggish and lazy, her eyelids becoming heavier every blink. "And why I swear I feel like I'm in your body right now, feeling ever possible thing you feel through my body." Beca smiles, and she thinks she can feel it too. That's how peculiar it seems.

Beca hums as an answer, her other hand brushing a strand of hair behind her ear that causes Stacie to flutter her eyes shut again. She moves her head back down to rest against the vampire's shoulder and feels the exhaustion starting to take over.

"It truly is an unique feeling." She breathes a chuckle, not because it was funny but simply because it was true. So true it didn't even make sense. "Go to sleep." That's literally the last thing she wants to do right now but so far, her body is winning as sounds around her start to fade and become distant.

"But I didn't get to..." She mumbles quietly, tone laced with sleep and she feels guilty all of a sudden, selfish. There she is, moments away from a slumber without even touching Beca. Seeing the vampire the way see has be dreaming for for weeks now.

She couldn't let that happen. No matter how tough of a fight it was to simply just open her eyes.

"You've pleased me in more ways than one Stacie. Any more and I'm sure I'd never live to see another day." Beca drops another kiss to the top of Stacie's head and let's her lips linger there for a while.

She bites her bottom lip in the hope of staying awake to enjoy this moment but can feel her drifting off into darkness that weighs over her like a ton of bricks. "Call me crazy for admitting this so soon but-" She hears Beca snicker and swears she feels the vampire's nonexistent heart pound against her chest. "-I think I love you." Beca exhales slowly and wait.

Did she just hear what she thought she heard?

"No." Beca has a firm grip on her tone. "I know I love you." Beca repeats and Stacie really wishes she isn't so pathetically tired right now to show some emotion because right now, she feel likes her body is going to blow up with all of them being pent up inside.

A fuzzy itch radiates through her veins and for some reason she not only knows Beca is telling the truth but can physically feel the intensity of the earnestness. And she can't help but feel the exact way about the vampire and is sure she always has.

She opens her mouth to reply and is sure a pile of just noises comes out as she tries to form a proper sentence.

"You don't have to say anything." Stacie can't see the cheesy smile on Beca's face with her own eyes but damn well can hear it with her ears as it stretches across the top of her hair. "I know exactly how you feel. Now go to sleep."

Despite her stubbornness she has been fighting the entire time as she is battles back and forth against a thick blanket of exhaustion-Beca not making it any easier as she holds her close with her fingers grazing slowly over her back muscles- she finally crumbles under the strength and is falling into a deep and peaceful slumber in the vampire's arms.


The morning sun wakes Stacie up when it blares through the windows around the living room and burns into the girl's closed eyelids. She creeps them open slowly, trying to not be blinded by the light and notes that maybe the whole glass cabin is only pretty at night because she right now can't see for the life of her.

Once her eyes adjust to the brightness, she shifts her body under a blanket and few pillows that Beca must have gotten for her after she fell asleep last night. Appreciating that she has no kinks in her neck after sleeping on the floor, she moves her back to lean up against the turn off fireplace.

She expected some soreness after the events that took place last night, especially after sleeping on a rock hard floor. Maybe some bruises, cuts on her back even though she can't see them and possibly even a pinched muscle.

But as she fully wakes up-and yes she has many…..many bruises that are scattered along her skin, it doesn't hurt. She doesn't hurt.

And truthfully, she feels the best she ever has, invincible, or she can walk on water or something.

And if Chloe were to see her right now, having a phenomenal, 'sensing when your best friend got laid' radar, she knows for sure she wouldn't be able to cover up the glow that she knows her skin is glistening with.

Even with the memory of where Beca bit her has no mark. No scratches or fang punctures and she sits there to wonder how on earth is that possible?

She traces the few marks she can see on her skin with her fingertips, around her inner thigh, the top of her still very nude chest and feels all the ecstasy again from the night. Feeling Beca's mouth over her body, her lips scraping every inch of skin she had exposed and it's blissful.

Something she hopes to repeat more than once rather than just having the memories.

This was probably the best she has ever woken up but there was something missing. Something that is keeping this morning from being perfect.

Where is Beca? She could feel her but as for her presence, she is absent.

She glances around the empty cabin room for the vampire but ends up finding no one. She does though find a piece of paper sitting next to her, written in fancy cursive and she knows it's from Beca because, who the hell writes in cursive anymore?

Picking up the paper, she begins to read the note.

I've seen a lot of jaw dropping things throughout my life Conrad but trust me when I tell you this. You're absolutely the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on when you sleep. And it's not because your nose twitches every once in awhile or the adorable nonsense you mumble with your sleep filled voice-though that is a big portion of why. And actually now while I write this, it sounds pretty fucking creepy that I just spent the whole night staring at you while you're basically unconscious…..

She lets out a sweet yet sleepy chuckle when she reads this, picturing Beca being disgusted by her actions and thinking of any way to erase her confession before she books it for the hills.

She then continues reading.

As you may know, I'm not familiar with human breakfast or those weird things that strangely feel cloud like and sometimes even have squares in them…..waffles and pancakes? I don't know, so hopefully I've watched enough of the food network to cook you a perfect breakfast.

That explains the delicious smell flooding through the cabin. Slowly getting up from her position lying on the floor, next to her on the table was a plate filled with strips of bacon, eggs and a chiefly made pancake with a puddle of syrup oozing off the sides. Who knew a vampire could possibly be the next Rachel Ray?

I wish I could spend the day with you, enjoy a cooked homemade breakfast by your's truly, watch T.V all day and just be lazy couch potatoes till the sun goes down. Maybe even go for a morning walk, though that probably wouldn't happen vampire or not because I fucking hate exercise.

Again, she couldn't hold in the laugh that escaped after reading Beca's words. It was insanely sweet, Beca is sweet and she knows how hard it is for Beca to practically be nocturnal and miss out on everything that happens during the day, especially when it revolves around someone you love.

Jesus, that there just sounds like a foreign language by itself and she can't hide the giddy feeling that slithers through her body at the simple, four lettered word.

This is going to be hard. Fuck, it might be the hardest fucking thing I ever had to do but we're strong and a hunch is telling me that we can get through this. We can get through anything as long as we both put the effort in doing so. I have a long future ahead of me, a real long future and would want nothing more but to have you be apart of it. Everything I said last night was true, so true it actually made my non existent heart ache in throbs. I love you Stacie Conrad and I pray that you decide on sticking with me because the very thought of you not in my life feels as if I am dying all over again. If you decide this isn't the lifestyle that's for you, I'll respect it, but, let's hope that doesn't happen when I see you tonight at sun down. I'll be counting every second till that moment.

Beca.

She doesn't realize she has been smiling as big as she was for the entire time she was reading the note until her cheeks began to ache from being stretched as far as they were. She folds the note into half and places it just above her heart where currently it it fluttering uncontrollably.

She thinks that it might have to do with the morning after effects from her's and Beca's night but for the most part, it's undeniably about how she knew that every last word written in that black ink on a plain piece of paper was non other than the truth. It was exactly how she felt just written in bold.

Of course, she has taken the time to sit down and think about a future with Beca-a future with a vampire. Someone who is dead for crying out loud and yes, she was met with multiple the obstacles in the way.

She'd never wake up to Beca by her side, wake up in her chest while her back is being tickled by the vampire's fragile touch. She'll never have breakfast with Beca at her house when her mom and sister are both present, wake up and watch the sunrise. Or be able to go to the park and walk their dog together along the ponds that Stacie has been set to get since she graduated college.

She wouldn't be able to do a lot with Beca and it sucks because the day time when the sun is shining and everyone is out and about is just immaculate and something no one should ever miss out on.

But then she thinks.

She has been granted to experience nine thousand, four hundred and ninety days of the sunrise and everything the daytime offers, that's clearly enough and if anything, it starts to become old. The old man picking up his newspaper off the driveway, the smell of morning coffee brewing in the pot, the roosters that wake her up in the morning and can't fucking stand alone.

It soon becomes boring.

With Beca though, nothing is boring and she is brought into a lifestyle that she has never experienced before and starts to wonder what happens when the lights go off.

And that there is more positive outcomes with being with Beca than there is bad.

There's also a possibility of not only staying with Beca but in simple words, joining her. Following the life choice that she made, doing the things that she does-with of course some flexibility in her schedule-and though it's something quite big to consider, she has all the time in the world to decide because she plans on never letting go.

She has spent her entire life in search for someone as special as Beca. Wanting to find someone who holds her while she sleeps even though they stay awake for hours. To find someone who adores every freckle on her body or how her voice changes due to her current mood.

Maybe she pictured that someone being more well….human and not a mythical creature from folklore stories but knowing that she got what she least expected is something she wouldn't change for the world and she loves Beca's lack of a heart beat, how her skin is always icy cold and those set of fangs a lion would be terrified of.

And then, she is hit with wanting to stargaze and watch how the moon takes over where the sun once was and maybe, even see a sunset.

And she wants that because Beca would be there right by her side.

One day she hopes to wake up at nine in the morning on a Saturday with Beca and she'll make pancakes and coffee and everything will be alright. And if that's not possible and she has to change it to nine at night with a glass of coffee for her a bottle of blood for Beca instead, she wouldn't have any problems doing that at all.

And that's something she doesn't mind happening for the rest of her life.


I hope you enjoyed this glorious Steca series of fluffiness and what not. Thanks to all those who left positive words for this story, as I hope to have met your expectations :)

Thank you again guys!

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