Warning- This story is rated M, for erotic content. The story deals with an adult psychic vampire obsessed with a teenage Sam Winchester, and due to the erotic nature of her feedings on a young Sam we felt the need to warn you.

Co-written by Sendintheclowns

Additional Warning for this chapter. Due to the physical nature of the feeding in this chapter, the content may not be suitable for readers under the age of 18. We'd also like to note that Sam is a minor, and not acting under his free will. A summary of the important events will be given at the beginning of the next chapter, so we leave it up to the readers own discretion whether they chose to proceed.

Every Breath You Take – Chapter 9

Sam awoke, feeling very out of it. He was on his back in a room with floral prints that he recognized as Heather's guest room. His hands lay on top of his chest and his right wrist throbbed a bit. As he sat up in the bed, he had to fight a dizzy feeling. As his head began to clear he looked at his wrist, and noticed a rash just like the one that was fading on his left wrist.

His first thoughts were how odd it was for the rash to show up again after he started antibiotics. He had been feeling so much better, and then it occurred to him- why am I in bed? I didn't feel tired when I arrived, and I don't remember lying down. An uneasy feeling settled in his stomach, and his doubts over Heather resurfaced.

Sam really wasn't comfortable with this woman and he had a hard time understanding why. It occurred to him that maybe part of the unease was that when he was around her he lost time or passed out. He knew logically he should blame it on the mono, but something inside him was screaming for him to get away from Heather.

Sam took a calming breath, it would do him no good to freak out. He was stuck with Heather, and if he thought about it, he really had no reason not to trust her. While he wasn't at ease staying with her, it was only for a few days. He could almost hear his Dad's voice, "Suck it up, you're a Winchester."

So that is what Sam did, he took another deep breath and tried to let go of his uneasy feelings as he got up off the bed. He noticed that his duffel bag was next to the bed. So strange, I really don't remember putting it there. And, it surely was too heavy with all the books in it for such a petite thing as Heather to have carried it in for him. Am I going crazy? Pull it together Winchester, was Sam's verbal mantra as he started for the bedroom door.

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Heather was a little out of her element when it came to Sam, she had never had feelings like this before. In fact she had never fed on one male as much as she had on Sam. Tom had been a mere mortal, nothing special, no psychic powers, so their relationship had purely been one of companionship. One night stand feedings had been her life until Tom, and that hadn't stopped while she was with him or after him...

But Sam, he was different. He was such a powerful addiction. Heather was hooked on his rich blood that was so different from anything she had ever tasted; his blood alone would've been enough for addiction, but on top of that, he was a psychic. Not just any psychic, but a very powerful psychic. She had never been able to get close to anyone this powerful before and she was sure that if Sam had been an adult she wouldn't have had a chance with him.

His young age was a benefit in the fact he hadn't grown into his psychic abilities, and so they had been untapped, waiting for her to feed off of. Sam's young age and innocence also made it easy to control him. The only problem was that his age made him too young in her eyes, to take physical advantage of. She drew the line there. It was truly hard, the succubus tendencies warred with her on this decision but she really wanted to wait. She wanted to take him as an adult and she knew Sam would be worth the wait.

Heather had realized that she needed to handle Sam with kid gloves. She could sense his unease when he arrived this morning, and it broke her heart. In her quest to be with Sam, she had forgotten his tender age and how easily spooked a young man could be when it came to the opposite sex. Heather knew now that she needed to try to slow things down and build a relationship with the young man.

She was brought out of her musings when she sensed that Sam was awake. Part of her wanted to rush to the guest room and check on him, but she reminded herself that it was important to give the boy some space. So instead she took the lunch she had fixed him and put it in the microwave to heat it up. Heather wanted him to have a good meal, to replenish the nutrients she had taken earlier.

Heather heard him approach the kitchen and she turned to smile at him as he sat down at the kitchen table.

"Hi Sam, are you feeling better after your nap?" She could tell that the boy was back to being unsure around her and part of her wanted to touch him and to bring him under her control, but she resisted those thoughts. She would try to talk him through his feelings first.

"Um yeah. Heather, I'm confused. I don't remember lying down for a nap, and I now have another rash on my left wrist. Maybe I'm relapsing?" Sam's eyes were big and questioning.

"Well Sam, after your brother left you looked really pale and I mentioned you might feel better if you laid down, and so you did. You don't remember?" Heather went over and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Now that you mention it, I guess I do. Man my head is swimming." Sam's gave her an apologetic smile.

Heather hated using her powers on him, but she couldn't stand him questioning his sanity. She removed her hand and took a seat across from him.

"It's okay Sam really. If you think about it, you're recovering from a pretty intense illness and you've got to be stressed over your brother and Dad going on this job. It's got to be hard to know that they have such a dangerous job, I know it would stress me out. So if you add the stress to your illness, it makes sense that you're having a bit of a relapse. That could be why another rash popped up. Stress is hard on our bodies, and after lunch we can work on helping you get rid of that stress." She could see that Sam was trying to process what she had told him.

"I guess." Sam still seemed unsure.

"Well what I want to do first is get some lunch in you. I'm not much of a red meat eater, but with your illness you need some iron, so I made tacos. I just reheated the meat, do you prefer soft or hard shells?" Heather asked as she stood to get his meal.

"I'm not really hungry. Maybe, I can just drink a glass of milk?" Sam tone was child like.

"Sweetheart, I promised your Dad that I would take good care of you, and I am. You need to eat, it will make you feel better." Heather was about to cross over and touch Sam but he nodded.

"Okay, uh I guess soft tacos would be good." Sam gave her a sheepish smile.

"Sure thing." Heather grabbed a package of tortillas off the counter and put them on the table. She then grabbed his plate from the micro wave and put it down in front of him.

"So Sam do you want milk with your meal? " Sam nodded and Heather grabbed a glass down from the cabinet and poured him some milk and then sat down a platter full of lettuce, tomatoes and cheese that he could add to his tacos. She then plopped down some hot and medium taco sauce.

She grinned at the wide eyed stare she received from Sam. "Sweetie, is something wrong?"

"Uh no, just it's quite a spread. When we have tacos, it's meat, cheese, sauce and hard shells. No choices, I think I'm just a bit overwhelmed." Sam gave her a smile as he started to prepare his taco.

"It's called a female touch, and you'll get used to it." Heather gave Sam a wink.

"Uh yeah sure." Sam added as he started to eat.

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Sam finished his lunch and was helping Heather clean up. He reluctantly acknowledged to himself that Heather had been right, he did feel better after eating. She was also right about something else, he was worried about his family. It was always hard to be left behind on a hunt, not being there for them.

As if sensing Sam's mental musings, Heather spoke up. "Sam, you know your brother told you he would call tonight, I'm sure their fine. In fact, they're probably just pulling into town. I'll finish cleaning the kitchen up, why don't you go relax in the living room and see if anything is on TV?" Heather gave him a reassuring smile.

Sam felt bad for his earlier feelings towards Heather. She was probably right, he was just not used to having a female touch in his life. "Sure, thanks Heather." Sam replied as he moved towards the living room.

He plopped down on the floral print couch and turned the TV on. He had flipped through the all choices and grimaced, definitely not much on at one pm on a week day. He flipped the TV off as Heather entered the room.

"Nothing on huh?" She asked as she joined him on the couch.

"No, so do you have homework that you need help with?" Sam thought at least that would kill time.

"Actually, I got that done while you were napping, but I was thinking that there was something we could do together that might help relieve some of your stress." Heather's glaze was intense and it made Sam uncomfortable. He almost felt like she was coming on to him.

"Uh, what did you have in mind?" Sam squeaked out.

"Yoga!" She replied, totally catching Sam by surprise. He couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I saw that Sam! What- do you think yoga is silly?" Heather asked in a fake huff.

"Well, no I guess it has a purpose. But it's definitely a girlie thing to do, and I don't need to limber up. I have a stretching routine that keeps me loose." Sam hoped he wasn't hurting her feelings, but yoga was definitely something he didn't want to do. And if Dean found out, man he didn't even want to go there.

"I bet yoga is better at loosening you up than your stretching, in fact I'm going to prove it!" Heather's replied with a determined expression.

"Uh a challenge huh? How is this going to work?" Sam was definitely curious and his competitive side was eager to prove that he was right.

"I'm going to take twenty minutes and do my yoga routine, during that time you do your stretching routine and then when we are done, I challenge you to a game of Twister. I'm so going to win!" Heather's face was flush and Sam could tell she definitely had a competitive side too.

"Twister huh? Never played it before, but you're going down!" Sam replied, happy to being doing something of interest instead of staring at a TV or having to learn yoga. He hopped off the couch and began stretching.

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Heather was having trouble containing her excitement. She was so happy that things were going more smoothly for her and Sam. She hated that she sensed unease when they were together and she vowed to work on that.

When she originally sat down with Sam on the couch her initial plan had been to do some yoga exercises and while he was relaxed, try and have get to know you better chat. She wanted Sam to know that they were very similar. She sensed that Sam felt out of place in his family unit, just as she had growing up, and she knew that could be a good bonding point.

But when she brought up yoga, she remembered that she was dealing with a teenager, and yoga had to be the epitome of uncool. Heather realized that she would need to use another tack in bonding with the young man, and decided to go for his competitive spirit she had sensed.

Heather was now trying to keep her mind on her yoga routine, but her eyes kept wondering over to Sam. He was so cute, face scrunched up in concentration as he moved through his stretching exercises. She had set a twenty minute timer, and was brought out of her Sam focused trance when it went off.

"Okay then, you ready Sam? Not to tired? Because we could do this another time, I don't want you overdoing things." Heather replied, though she hoped he was up for it. The idea of getting to be so physically close to the boy was intoxicating. She was reasonably though and didn't want him overexerting himself, that would mean no blood bond feeding tonight.

"I feel fine, I guess my nap and lunch was just what I needed, but if you're not up to it I understand." Sam tone was teasing, and his smile was devious. Heather had to take a deep breath to quell the desires that the boy was causing. Sometimes it was hard to fight the succubus tendencies inside her and at this moment those tendencies were raging.

"I'm good, and I hope that when I kick your butt at this game, you won't use mono as an excuse." Heather replied as she went to her closet and pulled out the game.

"No way, so how do we play this game?" Sam asked as he eyed the game mat she pulled out.

"Simple, you spin and do as the spinner tells you. First one to fall, loses." Heather replied as she pulled out the spinner. She could tell Sam was deep in thought taking the game in.

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In the end, both had been pretty evenly matched. Heather was impressed with Sam's strength and flexibility. She wasn't shocked though, being the son of a hunter, she figured that Sam was well trained.

It had been hard to keep her attention on the game, with Sam so close. Her desires had made themselves known and she had fought to contain them throughout the game. She had promised herself an energy feeding after the game as a reward for staying in control.

The game of Twister was going to end soon, Sam was getting tired. In fact, just as that thought entered her head, the boy fell sprawling on top of her. She fought a laugh as he quickly disengaged himself from her.

"I guess I win, but nice try Sam. And since I win you have to do as I say." Her eyes twinkled and she fought another laugh at the surprised look on Sam's face.

"Uh so what do you want me to do?" Sam asked in a hesitant voice.

"Learn yoga of course silly!" Was Heather's reply as she hopped up off the floor extending a hand for Sam to help him up. Sam gave her a shy smile and took her hand.

Heather kept hold of Sam's hand and lead him to his bedroom. "Okay Sam, why don't you lay on your bed, I'm going to teach you some yoga breathing exercises."

She watched as Sam placed himself in the right side of the guest bed, lying down on his back. She sat down on the edge of the bed and placed a hand on his right shoulder.

"Sam in a bit you will take another nap. When you awake, you will remember doing these breathing exercises, and then falling asleep. But I don't want you to fall asleep, I just want you to let your body relax do you understand?" Sam nodded and Heather smiled at him.

Heather was continuing to battle the idea of seducing Sam. She knew in her heart he was too young. As she sat and took Sam through the breathing exercise she came to a decision. One that she could live with, and not feel too guilty about. She decided that she would feed off of Sam's sexual energy, through his Sacral Chakra rather than through sexual contact.

As the yoga session came to an end, Heather spoke to Sam. "Baby, we are now going to explore your Sacral Chakra. You remember Chakras right?" Sam nodded, eyes focused on her.

"Good. This Chakra connects us to others through feeling, desire, sensation and movement. Sam, you're a virgin right?" Heather asked, but knew from probing Sam's mind he was.

In a quiet and timid voice, Sam replied. "Yes, I've never been with a girl. I-I have kissed girls before." Heather noticed that Sam was becoming tense.

"Baby relax, I'm not going to hurt you. We're just going to tap into your Chakras energy, but in order to do that I need you to strip down to your boxers. Can you do that?" Sam nodded with watery eyes. Heather helped him remove his T-shirt and sweatpants and helped him settle back on the bed.

She could feel him trembling, and she hated that she was scaring the boy, but her need outweighed her conscience. "Baby take a deep breath, in and out, that's it. Do it again." She gave Sam a reassuring smile as she felt him relax some.

Heather couldn't help but to slowly move her right hand over the boy's chest, and she felt him start to tremble again. Her hand moved lower until it was at the waist band of his boxers. Carefully she pulled them down, and exposed Sam to her. He was now shaking and she knew that she needed to start the feeding to help calm his body, but it was hard because she wanted to take her time and enjoy the moment.

He was such a beautiful boy, so perfect. Heather had never had the luck before to feed on someone as attractive as Sam.

"Sam, baby, what I'm about to do, will be as close to your first time as it can be without actually having sex. This is going to be an intense experience, and it will help bond you to me. I promise, it will be good. So good. I would never hurt you. I want you to be my mate, and while you're too young for us to have intercourse, this will be the first step. Do you understand baby?" Heather watched as Sam nodded, eyes full of fear, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Heather bent over and kissed the tears away, and then brushed his hair out of his eyes with her left hand. She sat up and began to rub circles over Sam's Sacral Chakra that was located below the belly button, and she was relieved as he began to calm down.

Heather took the energy drain slowly, not wanting to overwhelm the already emotionally wrought boy. Heather was intoxicated with the sight before her. Sam's body began to relax but then very slowly it started to tense and hum with sexual arousal. His whimpers turned to mewls of pleasure.

She watched as his nipples became taut and as his penis went from flaccid to extremely hard, pre-come leaking from its tip. She couldn't resist touching his manhood and gently stroked it for a moment, taking in the sexual energy that thrummed in time to her strokes Heather's body began to hum with sexual energy, she was on a high as she brought this beautiful boy in front of her to full arousal. She was wet with the anticipation of what his climax would bring her. Heather knew that once Sam let his body give into her urgings that his energy release would bring her a sexual pleasure she had never known before.

It was such a sinful sight watching Sam writhe around in sexual desire under her finger tips. His eyes were locked on hers with an animalistic intensity. Sam's sexual desire had totally taken over and she knew that at moment his total focus was on her and the pleasure she was bringing his body. The power in that alone almost enough to send her over the edge.

She was brought back to focus when Sam spoke, in a broken voice. "Please Heather, please I need to… please."

Heather realized that the slow pace had become too much for Sam and that his body demanded release. With a smile of pleasure, she began to quicken her pace as her fingers continued their circular pattern over his Chakra.

It didn't take long for the quickened pace to reach its desired effect. Heather was ecstatic as she watched Sam's eyes clinch shut and his whole body tensed. His breathing was ragged and with a scream of desire, he climaxed.

As she watched his seed spill Heather's entire body tensed up as waves of pleasure passed through it. Her whole body tingled and when the energy reached her sexual organs she climaxed with an intensity she had never felt before. She marveled over the pleasurable feelings, it made her feel very powerful. At that moment she felt, more powerful than she had ever felt after a feeding. The thought that she could feel this way without touching Sam sexually, made her wonder what pleasures awaited her when she finally did have a true sexual feeding with Sam.

In her post feeding bliss, she looked down at Sam and was not surprised to see the boy passed out. Heather got up and went to the bathroom gathering up a wet wash cloth to clean Sam with. Once she had the boy cleaned and dressed she bent over to give her love a chaste kiss. Her finally thought as she left the boy to sleep was, you're mine now Sam Winchester, mine.

A/N: We have been blown away by the wonderful reviews- thanks so much. A special thanks to Floralia our beta. She has helped us every step of the way and it is very appreciated!