Notes:

- Sequel to the fics For You, In The Daylight and Without You. You can read all of them here.

- Please don't hate me! 😜


Kamilah

It was 5 AM. A rainy dawn in New York City. It could be the weather or even the agitated night of sleep Kamilah had, but while she watched the world outside the window, she could sense a storm coming.

She placed her cup of coffee on the table as she read the newsletter. Several mortals had gone missing under mysterious circumstances in the last few days. That sounded strangely familiar, like when Gaius broke free from the sarcophagus and was trying to regain his forces.

"It must be a coincidence," she thought. They had been completely free from those occurrences for over a year now.

Unless her brother was right and something far worse was coming for them.

A loud crash, followed by the hot coffee spilling on her skin pulled her back to reality.

"Ops!" Amy grinned, like a child caught misbehaving.

"Were you using your powers to steal my coffee?" Kamilah rolled her eyes. "Again?!"

Psychic blasts weren't the only thing Amy was capable of. After founding out she also possessed telekinesis abilities, Kamilah's life had became a living hell. Especially when Lily dropped by and they tested her skills together, levitating all sorts of things, including her prized rare artifacts.

At first, both she and Lysimachus were concerned about those unusual powers, but with some study from Jameson's old books and entries, they discovered a small group of vampires around the world also had special kinds of abilities. Like a man named Akeyo Kwangi, one of The Five from Japan, who could become invisible. Or Reinhardt III of Bavaria, who could conjure fire. Like Amy, only another vampire was known. His name was Kano Yoshimasa and he also lived in Japan. Not much was reported about him.

"So what will you be doing today?" Kamilah asked. "Lily recording you move stuff around with your mind to post on Fangbook isn't what I'd call training."

"I was considering trying..." Amy was pensive for a moment, "new things."

With a small twitch from her fingers, Kamilah's silk night robe unwrapped itself and fell on the floor.

"Very funny."

"It can get even better if you allow me."

"Well," Kamilah smirked, intrigued by how interesting that could get, "test me."

Amy focused on her for a few seconds and nothing would really happen. Until a psychic blast threw Kamilah on the couch.

"Now tell me, Kamilah," she straddled her. "What do you desire?"

Kamilah was about to answer when Amy silenced her with her index finger. Gazing deeply into her eyes, she could sense when they minds merged and the girl could read any of her thoughts.

"I want you to show me what that pretty mouth of yours can do."

She knew her wife had captured her thought when they mouths met in a hot and hungry kiss. Amy nibbled on her lower lip before trailing Kamilah's neck with her tongue.

A sharp bite on her collarbone made her squirm in both pain and pleasure. She let out a moan as Amy started drinking some of her blood.

Her wife's hands traveled down her body, sensually scratching her side and getting rid her lingerie. When her fingers reached Kamilah's center, she instintively moved forward, wishing for dominance.

"No," Amy pushed her back on the couch using only her psychic strength. "Stay put."

Teasingly, she slowly stripped out her own underwear and went down on her knees, where she started kissing, sucking and biting Kamilah's tights, until she reached where the female vampire wanted her the most.

The psychic strength Amy possessed was able to hold her steady in place as she collapsed in ecstasy, trembling and panting.

"Have a good day at work," Amy placed a kiss on her cheek before going to the shower.

"I certainly will," Kamilah thought.

As she entered her office a couple of hours later, Rheya arrived soon after. Once again, she felt completely comfortable and good in that woman's radiant presence.

"Good morning, Mrs. Sayeed," she greeted.

"Oh," Kamilah told. "Only Kamilah."

"I came to congratulate you for your award as the most successful CEO in Finances from New York."

"Thank you. To be honest, I had completely forgotten."

She and Amy were supposed to attend an event to claim the award, but considering the latest events, she decided to cancel her presence.

"I..." Rheya seemed to be a little bit shy, "I hope you don't mind but I took the liberty of throwing you a small cocktail tonight. Only for us, employees."

"There was no need," Kamilah was caught by surprise. "It's not really a big deal."

"Please," Rheya placed her hand on top of hers and gazed deeply into her eyes. "Let me do it as a form of thanking you for all you've done for me."

"Okay."

"And... to get you know you better."

Upon her charismatic smile, Kamilah just couldn't refuse. She grabbed her phone to invite Amy to join them later, but it went straight to her voicemail.


Amy

On her training session with Lysimachus, Amy was having a great time. She was truly mastering her psychic skills. She could easily disarm him with her telekinesis and hit him with psychic blasts, combined to the physical combat moves she had previously learned.

"I'm getting my ass kicked by a newly-Turned," Lysimachus complained. "It's getting embarrassing."

He broke free from her and pinned her to the wall. His strength was still too much for Amy to escape from. Yet, she didn't want to admit defeat. Not when she was so close from beating her brother in law for the very first time. Beating such an ancient vampire would be her biggest achievement so far.

While Amy thought of a manner of escaping from him, she suddenly lost herself into his brown eyes, diving deeply into his soul.

She could sense his desires. Lysimachus wanted answers. He wanted to discover the truth about the First Vampire. He wanted to defeat her and live in peace.

She could also detect his deepest fears. He feared losing Kamilah again. He feared Katherine to die, being human and fragile. His memories slowly revealed the darkest parts of his past, how abused and humiliated he was in prison, being tortured by Gaius and his companions. Being led to believe his sister was dead.

And she was able to pull it all back to surface, as if he was experiencing all that pain in that exact moment.

"Amy..." she heard his voice distantly. She didn't stop. "AMY! STOP IT!"

Lysimachus yelled loud and strong. His eyes were wide in pure fear and sadness. She could feel he was completely broken.

"What the fuck?!"

He walked away from her and she couldn't help feeling guilty. She had put him in a vulnerable position, exposing him again to all his trauma.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I don't know how I've done this... I didn't mean to hurt you."

"That's okay," he told. "We're done for today."

Lysimachus went to the shower, leaving her alone with her thoughts. She needed to learn how to control those powers before they turned her into her worst self. Causing so much pain to one of the people she cared the most was the last thing she would have done consciously.

"Amy, darling!" She heard a female voice coming in her direction. "I was just looking for you."

"Hi, Priya," she told, not very excited by her presence. "What's up?"

"I have this magazine's event to attend tonight and I was supposed to show some of my new clothes but... something terrible happened. My model went missing."

"Oh, it's surprising how often it happens. I'm sorry."

"I was thinking you could help me?" Priya looked at her with puppy dog eyes. "You have just the same body measures she does."

"Thanks," Amy stood up, grabbing her backpack and ready to leave. "I'll pass."

"Come on. You're a vampire now and married to Kamilah. It kinda broke the magic."

"Priya, I know your reputation."

"I promise you," Priya placed a hand on her shoulder. "All you have to do is to wear my clothes, take some pictures and... I'll pay you. You'll be home before midnight."

"Okay," Amy sighed. "Just let me speak to Kamilah first."


Lysimachus

"I'm so sorry," Amy apologized in the car, as they headed back home. "In a moment I was staring at you, in the other I was already inside your mind. Finding your weaknesses, trying to explore them in my favor."

"Don't worry about that, Amy," Lysimachus guaranteed. "I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"I'd never enter your mind without permission."

Lysimachus sighed, remembering himself. Right after he escaped from prison, he desired nothing but vengeance. He desired to destroy Gaius and everything he had created. He also helped the humankind to win multiple wars. It was an easy thing to do when he had so much power in hands.

"But I'll tell you something, I know power feels great. It gives you the sensation you're invincible, that you've got control of everything. I've been there and I know how easy it's for you to let it consume you."

"Sometimes it scares me. When I get under pressure or under strong emotions I feel it flowing inside me. I do things by impulse, unintended."

"I know," Lysimachus smiled, noticing she was upset. "This is why we're training. Soon your powers will be fully controlled."

"I'll need it," she rolled her eyes. "I kinda have something with Priya tonight. A modeling event. Are you coming?"

"Uhhh, she invited me. But I can't, something came up."

When they went separate ways on the elevator, he gave her one last advice.

"Have fun, and be careful."

Deep down, Lysimachus was concerned about Amy's powers. She was abnormally powerful for a newly-Turned vampire. Adrian thought it had to do with her being a Bloodkeeper, but he wasn't fully convinced.

That night a shipment with rare artifacts, rumored to be cursed, was landing in the airport and that was where he went.

"So, I heard about a cursed mask," Lysimachus said. "What exactly does it cause?"

"It makes handsome vampires to turn into goblins," Katherine answered, barely looking at him while she secured the box that was being removed from the airplane.

"Then you've shipped it to the wrong place. A friend in Prague requested it, Vlad Tepes. Do you happen to know him?"

Katherine huffed.

"Unfortunately."

After she made sure the box was safely stored, she met him at the airport's parking lot. Katherine stared at him with arms crossed and a frown.

"What are you doing here?" She asked. "I told you I didn't want to see you again."

"Need someone to talk," Lysimachus confessed. "Outside from my circle of people."

He drove her to a cafe near his home, where he told her about the latest discoveries he made about Amy.

"I see why this is a problem," Katherine sarcastically smirked. "How do you tell your own sister her wife's a bloodsucking demon?"

"She's not," he protested. "She's only... too powerful and skilled?"

"Relax, I'm joking. The vampire Kano, from Japan, has the very same powers, he's 500 years old though."

Lysimachus was relieved to know. He started pondering if it could be a good time to propose his sister a trip to Japan, where Kano could offer Amy some guidance.

"Where are you going now?" He asked Katherine as they left the cafe.

"Home," she answered bold and dry. "I don't want to stay in New York for more than a few hours."

"Then stay only for a few hours."


Amy

Kamilah was quite hesitant at first, but upon the small celebration she'd have at Ahmanet Financial, she decided to let Amy join Priya at the event.

For her surprise the night started very well, the fashion designer sent a luxury car to pick her up and take her straight to the fancy party's backstage. There, she had hair and make-up done while Priya assistant helped her with the outfits and guided her about the photoshoots.

By the time she was announced as Priya's model, she felt like a real celebrity, walking the catwalk, being photographed and watched by a large crowd.

Priya was busy giving interviews and interacting with other guests. She barely had any time for her until the event was close to its end.

"To a successful night," she handed her a glass of expensive champagne.

"No, thanks," Amy refused, unable to tell if that champagne was actually safe to drink.

Priya shrugged and swallowed it in only one sip. Amy changed her mind and eventually accepted it. That was one of the sweetest and best champagnes she ever tasted.

"So, there will be an after-party in my house, are you coming?"

The after-parties Priya usually held were mostly orgies, where mortals went missing or became severely traumatized. Vampires were also reported to have disappeared after attending.

"I won't bite you, girl," she insisted, grinning. "No one will be forcing you to do anything you don't want to."

Amy bit her lip, considering her options. She and Lily always had been curious to see what those parties were about and now she had a chance. Checking it wouldn't cause any harm. She could leave anytime she wanted and, she had her powers now. If anything happened, she was able to protect herself.

"I knew you were tempted," Priya teased her as they made to her mansion.

"Not tempted," Amy told, "only curious."

"Feel free to join, if you want to. I'll be in my room."

As Priya left, she examined her surroundings. Coming across faces she recognized from the event and some new others. They were busy with normal things, such as chatting, drinking or feeding, to stripping off their clothes and engaging in sexual activities.

While the sexual part sparkled some desire inside her from her instincts, she had no interest in joining. Not with somebody else other than her wife. Or in public. She went outside and attempted to call Kamilah, to ask how her own little party was going, but her phone had no signal. Priya certainly blocked it on purpose so nothing from her party would be accidentally shared on the internet.

"Damn it," she thought. "Why did I even agree to come?"

Watching those people, she started thinking how many times Kamilah had been in parties like that in the past. Once again, she couldn't help feeling insecure and inexperienced compared to her wife's long list of lovers.

As her stomach growled in hunger, for food and also for blood, she decided to go after Priya. She knocked her bedroom's door, after a undressed houseboy pointed her the directions.

"Come in, darling," she heard the fashion designer's voice from inside.

"Please, have your clothes on..." Amy closed her eyes and entered. For her surprise, Priya was fully dressed, sitting on her computer with a bottle of wine and reading the reviews about the event.

"What's the matter? Do you want to go home already?"

"No, I'm just... hungry."

Priya whistled and another houseboy came to offer his services. Amy ordered only a small glass of blood, that should be enough until she got home. She didn't feel comfortable feeding from someone who was so... exposed. Then, she ordered some regular mortal food and few more drinks.

"Why aren't you enjoying your own party?" She asked Priya while eating.

"I will," she also grabbed some food from the tray, "in a while. It gets boring when you participate so often. When you're a vampire, you tend to lose interest in some stuff after a few decades. How is it going for you, by the way? Being a vampire?"

"It feels great. All my new powers and skills, the way I get to experience the world in a brand new form... It's better than I expected."

"Oh, the excitement of the first few years. I miss it."

Amy started laughing.

"What?" Priya asked, frowning.

"You sound bitter tonight," Amy told.

"Maybe I'm getting old, like Kamilah. I don't know if I'm too drunk, or maybe tired, but my brain feel very strange right now. I may take a nap before... having some fun downstairs."

"Do you mind if I stay around a little longer? Your bedroom looks so great, I'm interested to see your closet and your sketches."

"Whatevs, just don't touch any of my toys."

Amy muffled a laugh as she began to explore Priya's room. She avoided some parts of it, knowing it could get very weird. But her desk, where she kept her sketches, and a small attached studio where some clothes in progress were displayed, left her amazed. She was a big fan of Priya's work, but she had to keep it a secret. For several reasons.

She snapped some pictures to send Lily. Inside Priya's bedroom, she was finally able to get some signal.

"Oh crap," her mind started to feel a little bit foggy too. "I shouldn't have drank so much."

She approached the bed, ready to tell Priya goodbye and ask her driver to take her home, but suddenly everything went dark.


Kamilah

A small celebration around mortals, how boring could that be? Kamilah had gained so many awards during her life, she even lost track. Yet, she felt bad telling Rheya she couldn't stay. The Greek vampire would do everything to please her and to help Amy too.

When she was finally able to speak to her wife, she received some disturbing news. Priya invited her to come to some event and work as her model. Knowing Lacroix, that could go bad in so many different ways.

"I'll be back home before midnight," she told. "Nothing is happening, Kamilah. I promise."

"Fine."

She agreed. After all, they had just made up from an argument motivated by her overprotection. She had to give Amy some freedom to live and to solve problems on her own. She was strong and fierce, especially with those new powers she discovered.

It was about 7 PM when the cocktail started at her private rooftop. Besides all her social skills, Rheya also knew how to organize a party. But Kamilah couldn't help thinking she asked for Adrian's help. The food, the drinks, the music and even the decoration all played accordingly to her tastes. She wouldn't be capable to know her that well in only a few weeks.

"Kamilah," the woman approached her with a drink in hands, "Are enjoying it? I'm so glad we're getting to spend some time together."

"Yes, Rheya. You've done a great job here. Thank you."

They sat together at a lounge where Kamilah learned more from her new employee. She had a very tragic life, losing her family and being forcefully turned by Gaius, who tried to use her own pain for his sick purposes. That was something they shared in common.

It didn't take long for Kamilah to open up and share some information about her own past too. She told Rheya about her times at Egypt, when she believed her brother was killed by the Romans and her long years serving Gaius.

"Oh dear," Rheya lamented. "He seems to have broken you so badly. Have you never tried to escape?"

"A few times," Kamilah sighed and took a sip of her drink. "But it wouldn't take long for him to find me and..."

She couldn't say it. Even if that monster was long gone, the memories still haunted her every day of her life.

"I know," Rheya squeezed her hand. "I went through it too."

Kamilah gave her a supportive nod. Rheya decided to change the subject.

"And then you met Amy."

"Yes, she... she has brought a new meaning to my life."

"How long have you been married for?"

"A little over a year."

"Marriage," Rheya sighed. "It's so rare for vampires."

"If you find the right person," Kamilah replied. "I used to think romance, in my age, after everything I went through, after everything I've done, was impossible to be found but... I really love her."

"I'm glad you've found each other. I hope I can find this love someday in my life again."

Not long after, Rheya yawned and announced she was ready to go home. She was exhausted after a long day at work. Adrian joined Kamilah at the lounge, they discussed about the mortal disappearances.

"Do you think..." he asked. "Do you think she is here?"

"I don't know," Kamilah said. "It could be a coincidence. Or somebody else."

"I was doing a map, two of the cases happened near the Crimson Veil."

"See? It's the usual. Until when Priya will get away with her violations, Adrian? When are we going to punish her?

Kamilah checked her watch and it was almost midnight. She attempted to call Amy. She didn't answer. It started to cause her some concern. After one hour, her wife still hadn't returned her calls. That was definitely a bad sign.

"She's fine," Lily told when Kamilah called her, searching for information. "She sent me some pics from Priya's after-party."

"What?!"

Kamilah grabbed her car keys and, along with Adrian, she drove to the fashion designer's mansion.

"I swear, if she's done anything to Amy..." she angered. "I'm killing her."

"Kamilah," Adrian tried to calm her down. "Maybe she's already back to the penthouse."

"She'd have returned my calls."

They broke into the house, where an orgy was happening. No one had seen Priya or Amy since they arrived. Kamilah went upstairs and rushed to the main bedroom. The door was locked.

"Kamilah, Amy would never..."

As she kicked the door open, the vision ahead of her caused a mix of horror and shock. Amy was naked with Priya in bed, their bodies entwined and covered in blood.

There was blood everywhere. On the sheets, walls and the floor. As well as the bodies of a few mortals.

"Kamilah," Amy woke up confused. "W-What... What happened here? I-I..."

"People, don't scream..." Priya mumbled from the pillow, before sitting down and raising her voice too. "Holy shit! What the crap..."

Kamilah silenced her with a punch in the jaw.

"You're dead, Lacroix," she promised with eyes burning in anger. Then, she looked at Amy. "As for you, we speak when we get home."


Lysimachus

Lysimachus embraced Katherine tightly. She was stiff and not willing to retribute.

"I was worried about you, Kathy," he confessed. "And I miss you."

"We don't do this, remember?" She argued. "But I'm glad you're fine too."

She eventually relaxed and hugged him back. When they parted, she agreed to follow Lysimachus to his apartment. He put on some music while they rested in bed, sharing news about their lives.

"Can you believe it?" Katherine laughed and shook her head. "A fucking museum of monsters and supernatural creatures in Las Vegas? Ryder and I were more than glad to take that guy down."

"I lament I wasn't there to help," Lysimachus told. "I miss the action, it's more fun than being a... Council member."

That was never the lifestyle he desired for himself. In New Orleans, he felt he had found a real purpose. In New York, he felt trapped and suffocated. Not by his family and friends, but by the obligations as a Clan leader.

"When Cal told us there was a vampire in there, I... nevermind."

"Say it."

"Forget it."

Lysimachus rolled his body on top of hers, and started tickling her sides. Katherine began to writhe under him, while fighting off a laugh.

"Stop!" She begged. "Fine, you win. I'll tell you."

"I'm listening."

"For a second," she admitted, "only for a second, I was afraid it was you."

Katherine gaze met his and Lysimachus realize how close they were. Her lips only one breath away from his. He closed the distance, kissing her softly and tenderly.

"What are you doing? Please, don't act foolish or I..."

"Why is it so hard to admit we care about each other, huh?"

"Because in the end we always get hurt."

"Well, this is far from ending..." he brushed his lips on hers again, teasingly. "So we're not getting hurt."

"Only for tonight," Katherine stared at him with hungry eyes and a mischievous smile. Then she involved him a passionate and feverish kiss, nipping on his lower lip and digging her nails into his dark smooth hair. "And you'll have to work hard for it."

"Not a problem."

- MxF Smut Alert -

Lysimachus carefully removed her shirt and while his mouth devoured hers, his hands moved down to her chest, massaging her breasts.

"Is it enough?" He asked, pressing his lips softly on her neck.

"Not even close."

Lysimachus kept lowering his mouth, trailing the way down to Katherine's belly, until the waistband of her jeans, where he stopped to unbutton it. His hands went below the fabric of her underwear, touching and caressing. She arched her hips in pleasure.

"What about now?" He smirked, holding back as he sensed she was close to climax.

"You've got yourself a deal," she told, panting and dragging her nails over his toned chest. "I can stand acting foolish with you for a few hours."

- MxF Smut Ending -

It was already morning when Lysimachus woke up. The fact Katherine was still asleep peacefully by his side brought a smile to his face. With her, sex was completely different than with Priya. There was a connection. A feeling between them. Even if both of them were to stubborn to admit it.

He finally turned on his cell phone. No messages. No missed calls. One night away from his world and chaos hadn't erupted. He was about to go to the kitchen and prepare them some breakfast, when the bell started ringing. Repeatedly.

"Okay... this is far worse than phone calls."

He opened and a desperate Priya stormed inside. She looked like a mess. Her make-up was completely ruined, and so was her hair.

"Hunter, I really need your help," she spoke so fast he could barely understand. "It's gotten really really bad this time..."

"Okay, slow down," he sighed. "What have you done?"

"It involves an orgy, cheating, murder and a possible revenge."

"Details, Priya."

She looked deeply into his eyes. He could sense some fear and desperation. Unlike the other times, she showed signs of guilt and insecurity.

"Apparently I slept with someone, after we slaughtered a few mortals together. This someone we're talking about happens to be Amy."

"For god's sake, Priya..." Lysimachus started wondering how on earth that could have happened. "How could you?"

"That's the problem! I don't remember actually doing any of it! Neither does Amy."

"Were you both drunk?"

"Not this much," she told. "Kamilah caught us. She requested a tribunal and now I'll be punished with death."

"It's not like you won't deserve it," he told, his voice full of anger. "I won't side with you in this one. I'm sorry."

"Please," she grabbed his arm. "I-I... I saved you twice, remember? The magical seal? You still owe me a favor."

"What do you want?"

"Enter my mind, find those memories. I need to prove my innocence. Besides, knowing Kamilah, this will be the only thing that will save her marriage now."