Prompt: "Oh, you weren't kidding..."
A/N: Continuation of the previous Vampire!Chloe/Slayer!Beca chapter!
"Oh, you weren't kidding about the coffin," Beca said as she looked around Chloe's open plan space.
The vampire grinned as she led the slayer past the decorative piece. "Of course not," she winked. "Every self-respecting bloodsucker has a coffin." Beca blinked and shook her head. She was still floored that Chloe had a basement apartment. She'd assumed that all vampires lived in caves or mausoleums or abandoned warehouses or... "Drink?" the redhead went on, letting the brunette have her moment.
"Uh... sure, thanks." The slayer slowly toured the living room, looking at the pictures on the wall. Some of them looked very old, black and white drawings in fact, and others were more recent photos. "Are those..."
"My parents, yeah," Chloe said softly as she came to stand next to the brunette. She handed her one of two beers in long-necked bottles. "That was drawn in eighteen-thirty-eight, a year before I was born. It goes with me everywhere I go."
Beca chuckled softly. "I can hardly believe you're a hundred and eighty-three years old. You look so young."
The redhead leaned a little closer and placed a single lingering kiss on the slayer's lips.
"I may look young," she said softly. "But I have a lot of experience." Beca stifled a gasp as her body responded headily. She quickly took a deep swallow of her beer, giving herself a moment to think, but the redhead giggled and eased back. "But," she continued. "While I'd love nothing more than to throw you down and have my way with you, I'm kind of an old-fashioned girl."
The slayer grinned and nodded. "Old-fashioned, huh? Do you have a closet of long gowns somewhere? I mean... eighteen hundreds, right?"
Chloe chucked her lightly in the shoulder. "I keep up with the times, Slayer. How else can I blend in?"
Beca took a moment to peruse the goods, letting her eyes move slowly over the Levis-wrapped thighs, muscular torso covered with a light blue cotton t-shirt and the swell of ample breasts beneath it.
"Ample?" Chloe said after a moment.
The slayer's eyes lifted quickly. "What?"
"You were thinking..." The vampire stopped then and looked down. "Sorry, sometimes I can't help it. Sometimes thoughts come to me, even when I'm not trying to read someone's mind."
"You can read minds?" Beca asked in shock.
"Yeah, how do you think I could always block your moves when we were fighting. I could hear you think them before you made them. I thought you knew. I mean... I'm pretty sure that's documented about me."
Knowing that Chloe wasn't simply a better fighter than she was made Beca feel strangely better. She also acknowledged that she should listen to her watcher more about keeping up with her studies. Then she remembered the original point about Chloe being able to read minds. "Holy shit," she said. "That's..."
The vampire made a face. "Weird, I know. And not all that fun. Men's thoughts are..." She shivered. "Not something I really want to hear." She brightened then. "But it WAS nice to hear you describe my boobs as ample. Thank you."
"Shut up," Beca grumped, blushing a little as she swigged on her beer. Then she ambled away, continuing her exploration of Chloe's home. "How long have you lived here?"
"On and off... about thirty years," the vampire said, watching her. "I own the building so it's easy to come and go. I've been living here for the past year."
"And we've fought eighteen times, huh?"
"Seventeen… I was assuming we were going to fight tonight too."
"But we did something else instead," Beca chuckled as she moved closer to the vampire again. taking her hand and playing with her fingers. "So... how flexible is the old-fashioned thing?"
Chloe looked down, bottom lip caught between her teeth. "What do you have in mind?" she asked slowly.
Beca just tugged on her hand and led her to the couch, where she took the beer out of her hand and set them both on the coffee table. Then she sat the vampire down and eased into her lap, straddling her.
"I was thinking that maybe I could benefit from some of that experience you mentioned," she whispered, mouth pressed to the older woman's ear. The vampire's skin was cool and soft but far from the cold she was expecting. Then she cupped Chloe's chin in her palm and looked into her eyes. "If that's ok with you?" The redhead growled softly, and her face morphed into something other than human. She tried to look away, to hide, but the slayer shook her head and used her gentle grip on the vampire's face to hold her in place. "It's ok," she said softly, then leaned closer to kiss across the heavy brow.
"It's ugly," Chloe whispered, tears forming in her eyes. "I... I'm sorry, Beca." Her face returned to human form then and the slayer continued kissing her forehead.
"No, you're beautiful," she whispered. "It's really ok, Chlo." She kissed the redhead on the lips, smiling into it. "You're not glamouring me, are you?"
The vampire laughed into the kiss herself. "No... of course not. I don't have to glamour you into wanting me. You obviously got there all on your own."
"Shut up," Beca groused again but she couldn't argue. She DID want Chloe. They kissed deeply this time and Chloe's cool hands slipped under Beca's shirt to caress her back.
"And for the record, you're beautiful too," the vampire murmured as she sucked on the slayer's earlobe. Then her lips drifted down to brush against the slayer's neck. She felt Beca stiffen and hugged her closer. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise" she murmured.
The slayer relaxed and tilted her head to give Chloe more access to her skin. "I'm a little afraid of you," she admitted.
"Me too," Chloe replied honestly. "I guess we're both going out on a limb here."
Beca nodded and then kissed the vampire again, slipping her tongue past her lips to explore softly and pulling a moan from her. Chloe's hands came around to cup the slayer's breasts through her bra and caress her thumbs over her nipples.
"Chloe," the slayer groaned as she pushed her chest harder into the vampire's hold. They kissed passionately and then Chloe was shifting them to lie on their sides the length of the couch, legs twining together and thighs pressing into each other.
"I want you," the vampire husked out. "So much."
"What happened to old-fashioned?" Beca teased as she tugged on the redhead's bottom lip, popping it playfully.
"I guess I got over it," Chloe replied as she cupped the slayer's center though her jeans and pressed her fingers to her.
Beca chuckled as she opened her fly and parted her thighs. "Then what are you waiting for?"
The vampire groaned with need and pushed her hand down the front of the slayer's underwear, finding warm slickness that made her eyes close with pleasure. "God," she whispered. "You feel so good."
The coolness of Chloe's hand caused Beca's breath to hitch, and she pushed her hips forward, craving more contact. "Please, Chloe," she whined, and the vampire wanted to hear her name again, so she slowly stroked the warm flesh as she kissed the slayer deeply.
Beca felt like she could hardly breathe, she was so aroused. Her heart was already pounding in her heaving chest and she felt like it might explode. She was holding Chloe's arm, feeling the strong muscles moving under her skin and she groaned as she felt the motions change, both in the redhead's arm and internally as she slipped her fingers deeply inside her.
"Is this ok?" Chloe asked softly and all Beca could do was nod as the pressure returned to her clit too.
"Chloe," she said worshipfully, looking right into the older woman's eyes and seeing the need in them. "Feed."
All the vampire's movements froze, and her eyes rounded in deep surprise. "What? Beca... no..."
"Chlo," the slayer said again. "I trust you not to kill me. Feed."
Chloe was torn and her human soul screamed in pain as her demon essence screamed for the slayer's blood. She pressed deeper into her lover as she ran her nose along her carotid artery feeling the pulsing of it as she let the craving loose for a moment. "Are you sure?" she asked.
"Yes, just don't stop fucking me," Beca gasped. "Don't stop, Chloe. I'm so close."
The vampire nodded and lifted her head, letting her demon essence free and feeling her fangs descending. She wasn't prepared for the sweet taste of life as she pierced Beca's skin and drank from her. She also wasn't prepared for the scream of pleasure that ripped from the slayer as she came around her fingers, clenching hard in time with the pulsing of blood into Chloe's mouth. The vampire held her close as she forced herself to stop feeding and kissed away the remaining blood droplets, letting the healing properties in her saliva take care of the dual puncture marks in Beca's neck.
Then she growled loudly as the power of the Vampire Slayer's blood coursed through her. It had been a long time since she'd had human blood and it made her feel suddenly euphoric.
"That's kinda sexy you know," Beca commented. "That growly thing you do?" The intensity was suddenly broken as Chloe collapsed into laughter and pressed her forehead to the younger woman's temple.
"Wow, way to ruin a moment," the vampire grinned as her fangs retracted and she snuggled her lover closer.
Beca chuckled sheepishly. "Sorry. I just find everything about you insanely sexy."
"Ditto."
"Hey, Chlo?" the slayer added, yawning as she caressed up and down the older woman's back.
"Mmmm?"
"Next time, can we do it in the coffin?"
And Chloe just laughed all over again.