Author's Note: I'd first like to apologize for how long it has been since I've updated. Good news is I have all of My Girlfreind's a Vampire written out and I just need to type it out and edit but I'll get right on it.
Mitch and Rebeca hurried through the halls of the nightclub, Lord Maxwell must have given Rebeca directions because she seemed sure of where she was going. Mitch caught her wrist gently so not to startle her but she jumped slightly anyway.
"Could I just feed from you?" Mich asked, his eyes full of longing.
"No," She said firmly and Mitch furrowed his brow in confusion.
"You need to learn to not feel guilty about me when you feed. Obviously, don't just take what you want from someone but don't feel guilty wondering what I think after," Rebeca explained and Mitch sighed.
"Are you sure?" Mitch asked after a few seconds.
"Yes, you won't survive yourself if you are eaten alive by guilt you do not need to feel," She told him and he nodded. Knowing she was right didn't mean he had to like it.
Rebeca led them to a door like any other in the nightclub's maze-like back halls, she opened it up and inside was a medium sized were a number of Kindred in the room, Men and women of many shapes, sizes and colors but they all unsettled Mitch, they had all had their Beast's suppressed like every other Kindred he had met today. They all reacted to Mitch's presence as well but all hardly showed it but Mitch was sure he had seen them flinch slightly when he and Rebeca had entered the room. They weren't inconspicuously dressed, all in street clothes and Mitch probably wouldn't have been able to pick them out from a crowd without looking or if Michel wasn't alert which was never, one of them stood up and approach them. A man of apparent Asian decent, he didn't seem at home in the clothes he was wearing. He had a black, thin and short hair and deep brown eyes that were slightly hypnotic but he spoke without a trace of accent or tone which was slightly unsettling for Mitch.
"Ah, Lady Bruno and you must be our honored guest," He said bowing to both of them.
"Would you like me to call you something different?" He asked and Mitch nodded.
"Yeah, just call me Mitch," He told the man.
"I am George, Mitch. How can I help you today? We are here to serve," George asked politely. Mitch noted that he seemed genuine about that second part of his question which was surprising to Mitch.
"Mitch needs to feed George, it's a matter of life and death," Rebeca told him and his eyebrows raised.
"Of course Lady Bruno, right this way please,' He said and started guiding them to the other side of the room.
"If you see someone to your liking just let me know, these Servants are unaccustomed to providing sustenance but at your pleasure..." He trailed walking across the room, none of them jumped out at Mitch but he wasn't interested in making them do anything they weren't used to, he really didn't want to hurt any of these Kindred. The thought made Mitch feel weird he had felt it at the thought of feeding from Melissa over a month ago also but he felt it stronger now, almost like it was... wrong... Like 'kissing your sister' kind of wrong.
Rebeca and Mitch followed George into a room that was right next to the room they had just been in. The previous room was bland, grey walls, brown colored furniture, kinda normal. This other room though... was quite the opposite. Hot pink, Neon colors, plush and shag carpets, the Kindred in this room... Were in various states of undressed. At least, most of them, some were fully clothed in clothes that accentuated their various... assets... As the last room, the Kindred in this room were rather diverse with different kinds of Kindred. Mitch bit his lip and felt his stomach flipping, again, all their Beasts were suppressed, all docile and passive, Rebeca looked strangely at Mitch.
"You ok my love?" She asked concerned. "You don't look... How I expected."
"I'm ok hun, lets get this over," He said and George nodded and clapped his hands.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, please present yourselves to our young masters," He said to the room and they all moved around and lined up, it felt so strange to Mitch, his stomach still churning as his eyes scanned over them all.
Mitch wasn't sure he could drink from one of them... Not only because it felt wrong but because they felt almost like... dolls, they may have been alive but living? And Mitch then understood why he was repulsed by these creatures so... They weren't whole, a big part of their very soul was being suppressed some how by their masters, they were living in a half-life state and the thought of forcing another person, one whom you've killed, made your slave, who you made rely on you... And whom their true selves you've suppressed to insure your control... That is what made Mitch ill and unsettled.
Mitch took a deep breath *Any preference Michel?* Mitch asked. In response he felt his fangs extend and his thirst rise. Mitch took that as a opened his mouth to answer when he felt something...He started moving down the line of Kindred looking at each of them carefully. He stopped when he heard a female gasp and he felt that feeling again. In front of him was a youngish woman with blonde hair that was tied back in a pigtail and ice blue eyes that were downcast but Mitch felt it, a spark of her Beast, faint, intermittent but there, it seemed to rise in his presence, to fight against the fog that obscured it. She was one of the ladies fully clothed and Mitch felt an internal sigh of relief. She was wearing a thin black jacket over a black corset that hugged and accentuated her chest, stomach and waist, she also had a medium length skirt on.
"What is your name?" Mitch asked and he felt Rebeca and George come closer but neither of them said anything.
"Alice. Master Michel, my name is Alice," She said and Mitch held back a frown.
"You know of me?" Mitch asked, she gasped again, talking quickly.
"I'm sorry Master, I didn't mean to offend, please forgive me," She said her voice frantic like she was worried.
"It's ok Alice, please relax, you need not fear me. Please, just call me Mitch, I am not your master and I would rather die than own a slave,' Mitch told her and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Mitch flinched as he felt an electric shock go though his fingers when his fingers brushed against her. She gasped again and Mitch felt her Beast stir again and felt his own start to react.
*Dominate* he heard Michel and he froze completely still, she looked up at him. She was afraid, he could see it in her eyes and body language. Mitch was suddenly very aware of everyone in the room.
"Alice.. May I feed from you?" Mitch asked, eyes on her.
"Of course Mas.. Mitch," She quickly corrected herself.
"Alright ladies and gentlemen, please go back to what you were doing,' George said to everyone and they all went back to what they were doing, dispersing among the room.
"Please, if you would follow me, both of you. If you could Lady Bruno, please wait here," Rebeca nodded but was giving Mitch the strangest look and Mitch gave her the 'I'll tell you later' look.
"Sure,' She said sitting down at a chair as Mitch and Alice followed George to the opposite side of the room, there along the wall were doors. On each door was a sign that read 'unoccupied' George flipped the sign and now it read 'occupied' and he opened the door with a key Mitch hadn't notice he had taken out.
"Take your time Mitch but remember that the meeting will resume in 30 minutes," George told him and Mitch nodded and George closed the door after Mitch and Alice had entered.
They were in a smallish room, about the size of Mitch's bedroom at Rebeca's house. It was furnished similarly to the room they were just in, shag carpet and warm colors everywhere. The furniture that took up most of the room though was a king size bed in the center of the room. Alice walked up to the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed, facing were both quiet for a short time.
"The walls are sound-proof even to our- my people," she corrected herself. "I too have sharp senses, and I feel as if your people are closer to me than Rebeca's," Mitch explained to her and she nodded, she took a breath before continuing. "Why does my Beast call to your's? Or mine call to your's?" She asked, surprisingly blunt.
"I believe mine called to yours as I haven't felt a Beast in the room until I walked up to you. Maybe... Mine called out to the room and only yours could answer?" Mitch asked.
"I haven't felt my Beast in so long... I almost forgot how it felt," She said looking to the distance. Mitch walked up to the bed and sat down a little more than an arms length away, still turned towards her.
"It's funny," She said turning her head towards him.
"I have known nothing but servitude for the last five years and the first time I've felt... 'alive', just now and my Beast tells me to 'submit' like I haven't done anything but that..." She trails shaking her head.
"Mine told me to dominate, which is the last thing I would want to do to you, I know what it feels like to have a sundered soul. An undeniable..." Mitch trailed off, his gaze had wandered to her neck and he could almost smell the blood beneath her skin, hear it rushing though her veins. He closed his eyes tight for a few moments before opening them and Alice's big blue eyes dominated his vision, Mitch shifted a couple inches away on reflex.
"How long has it been since you fed," She asked, she had been leaning close to him and her arms were holding her up.
"Over a month," He responded and she raised her slender eyebrows.
"How is that possible. They don't starve us but I start to get hungry after a week," She explained her surprise.
"I'm different, its my only explanation, Mitch said.
She shifted her ponytail over to her far shoulder, leaving her neck bare to Mitch.
"You must be starving..." She trailed leaning her head away from him, exposing her neck more, her eyes half-lidded.
"Feed..." She trailed.
"... Master," She whispered and her voice changed, slightly, ever so slightly but Mitch knew it had been her Beast talking. And Michel responded. Mitch growled and pushed Alice down on the bed, his hands holding her wrists above her head and Mitch felt Alice arch her back, gasping. Mitch leaned down to her neck and bit deep and he heard a pleasurable sigh escape from her as he fed, her blood running down his throat, it tasted good, not as good as Rebeca or even Melissa but still good. Mitch drunk deep but stopped before he was full, Mitch heard Alice gasp when he stopped. He knew if he drunk til he was full, she would be even weaker when she was now. Mitch licked her wound and it closed on it's own.
"I need more..." She trailed, half dazed, her voice back to normal. She looked up at Mitch, she was still on the bed, chest heaving in excitement.
"Sorry... I can't feed more I do not want to hurt you," Mitch apologized. She looked at him, her eyes unfocused.
"I wouldn't even cared if it hurt..." She trailed before closing her eyes and curling up on the bed.
"Are you ok?" Mitch asked, concerned.
"I'm... Perfect... You can go, the others will help and our conversation is just ours, at least on my end," She said, still curled up on the bed, it seemed like she was drifting off to sleep. Mitch smiled a little, got up and left an apparent sleeping Alice on the bed and left the room.
Rebeca was waiting for him on the far side of the room, close to the door. Mitch frowned feeling how uncomfortable Rebeca felt in this room. She stood as he approached.
"Did you feed?" Rebeca asked and Mitch nodded before taking her hand. She smiled as he lead her from both rooms.
After a minute on their way back to the meeting and Mitch asked.
"Are you ok hun, you didn't have to stay if you were uncomfortable," In response Rebeca pressed her lips to his hard, Mitch could feel her yearning, her lust. She wanted him. She pushed him against the wall of the hallway closest to him. One hand tangled in his hair and one rested on his chest as their lips crashed together again, Mitch's tongue welcomed her's as it entered his mouth and Mitch pulled her closer and she pressed herself firmer against him.
I know I shouldn't..." She trialed, parting their lips just long enough for a few words before kissing him passionately again.
"And I know you love me..." She trailed, untangling her hand from his head before tracing her fingers down his chest.
"But I was jealous... I wished I could be the only one you fed from but I know that's impossible but... Are you full?" She asked, her lips inches from his as she spoke.
"Not fully," Mitch told her and she smiled. She lifted her chin and turned her head a little away from him.
"Then please... Satiate your thirst with me," She said turning them around so it was her back against the wall. "Don't hold back baby... feed from my willing body," She whispered in his ear as he leaned to her neck. Mitch growled softly in her ear and she shivered at his lips so close. Mitch's hands trailed down to Rebeca's slender waist and held her by her waist before lifting her up, pinning her to the wall with his hips and she immediately wrapped her legs around him and he bit deep into her neck. She moaned but softly and she started to grind her hips against his and he pressed her hard against the wall pinning her so she couldn't move and she moaned again. Mitch drank deep but stopped when he was full. He parted from her neck after licking it and his bite marks closed as they had with Alice. Rebeca's chest heaved as she panted and looked at Mitch.
"Mitch..." She trailed, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure.
"I love you Mitch," She said, trying to control her breathing and kissed his lips. Mitch lowered her feet to the floor.
"You ok hun?" He asked her and she smiled wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed his lips again.
"Yep. We have a meeting to continue," She reminded him, she smiled and grabbed his hand and they walked together back to the meeting. As they walked back to the meeting, Mitch made sure their wasn't anyone nearby and he told her about his realization about why he had been feeling ill every time he met another Kindred here and his and Alice's conversation.