Morinth stared at the departing ship and sighed. It was a stupid move of Shepard to leave her alive. It was an even stupider move to attempt to try and seduce the pilot. she thought Oh well twenty twenty hindsight. Ordinarily she wouldn't have bothered with the damn gimp, brittle bones aren't much of a turn on, but she had just been turned down by the Commander and needed a fix really bad. The pilot had been the first person she came across.
She looked around the space hanger with an air of annoyance, she was back on Omega again. She supposed that it made sense, it was close to the mass relay and it had been her refuge but she would have preferred some place nicer. Still it was better than just being spaced like Shepard had threatened, it had taken all of her charm to convince Shepard to just kick her off his ship.
Morinth left the spaceport at a brisk pace planning on going back to her apartment. She unlocked the door pleased that nobody had tried to break in, it would have been annoying if everyone thought she was dead. She smiled thinly at her mother's naked corpse. It was riddled with holes, a result from Shepard's gun and her biotics. She walked over to her closet and stripped of her mother's suit. She looked in the mirror and ran a hand down her curvaceous body. Damn it was impressive that Shepard had had the will to turn her down.
When she was finished admiring her looks Morinth slipped on one of her black suits on and looked around. She felt awkward, for once she was trying to decide between staying at home and finding someone to join with. Her moment of indecision ended in seconds and she rolled her eyes, she had been impersonating her mother for to long.
Morinth hid her mother's body, if her victim saw a dead body that would wreak the mood, and left her apartment. She looked the door and called a shuttle to take her to her usual spot.
It had been nearly four hours and Morinth was bored, Goddess bless are there no interesting people here tonight she thought with a twinge of annoyance. The vip room was packed and every single person she had talked to either bored her near to tears or was about to pass out they were so drunk. Morinth was close to giving up and try to find another bar when a human walked in. The man was handsome, tall, thin, short hair so blonde it was almost white, and green eyes that seemed to glow. He also had excellent fashion sense the man was dressed in the equivalent of a casual suit and slacks, Morinth with her knowledge of fashion recognized them as designer made.
Morinth raised an eyebrow, this one looked promising. From the way the man held himself Morinth could tell that he was trying not to be observed. The man walked calmly to the bar and ordered a drink. He leaned against the bar and swept his gaze around the room, finally his gaze settled on Morinth and he raised an eyebrow. Morinth was transfixed by the eyes, the irises really did seem to glow slightly. It is probably just a trick of the light she decided. Morinth smiled at him trying, with out speaking, to call him over.
The man calmly took the glass offered him by the bartender and he calmly walked through the press of bodies to Morinth's chair. When he reached her he slipped gracefully into a chair opposite her and fixed her with a stare, with those strange verdant eyes, that made the asari Ardat-Yakashi want to join with him immediately.
"You seem to be the only person worth having a conversation with." the man said. His voice was thick with an accent that Morinth had trouble placing. It was still pleasant nonetheless rich and velvety and dripping with sex.
She raised an eyebrow. "The same could be said of you." she replied "You have interesting eyes."
"Thank you. he said with a grin "They cost me twenty menthols."
Morinth raised an eyebrow. "I hope you are referring to the first movie and not the sequels."
The man fixed her with a grin. "Does anyone enjoy the sequels?"
"Only the uncultured." replied Morinth. She rather enjoyed the original movie, Riddick's casual violence appealed to her in way that characters rarely did. She had often wondered what joining with the bald headed sociopath would be like.
Morinth and the man's conversation turned from movie's to play's to music to every other cultural aspect with an ease that Morinth rarely found. Soon their conversation had turned into a thin cover for innuendo and insinuation. Soon Morinth decided that she had finally found an appropriate victim.
Morinth enjoyed the conversation. The man was not timid but he was polite. He was also very friendly a trait that Morinth enjoyed, the happier a person the better it felt.
"Why don't we take our conversation somewhere more secluded." she asked finally sliding a foot up the man's leg stopping just short of his crotch.
The man smiled. "As long as you don't expect me to stick around afterwards." he said.
"Oh trust me I don't"
The shuttle ride back to her apartment had been difficult for Morinth. The man had decided that he was going to use the ride to tease Morinth and good god he knew how to make a woman feel aroused. His hands never stayed anyone place long enough to truly get Morinth worked up but they were always fluttering somewhere on her body arousing her slowly. Morinth had been hard pressed to not just join with him and burn him out in the shuttle just to stop his teasing caresses. Now she was in her apartment and she would have all of this man who knew just how to please her body.
She walked slowly to her couch and slid down onto it letting her legs slide slightly open. The man smirked and walked over, he sat down and let his hand wander up her thigh until it reached her core. He rubbed gently and lowered his head to kiss her. Morinth grinned as her eyes turned dark and the man went rigid. With the familiar glow of her biotics and feeling of euphoria Morinth felt the man shudder and fall to the ground.
Morinth shuddered as her nervous system finally settled back to normal. God that man had been good, she felt like she had just joined with an army of men. Morinth looked at the man's body, it's face twisted into an expression of agony, she turned to go into her kitchen to find some food.
She sighed happily. She always felt better when she had joined. She became less aggressive and her mind became calmer more peaceful. It was only when she needed to join that what she called dark Morinth came out. All the other time between fixes she led a simple happy existence.
She rustled around in her freezer for something good, after a few minutes of searching her eyes feel on one of the greatest contributions humanity ever made. She pulled out the pomegranate fruit and walked with it back into her lounge.
"You could have warned me."
Morinth froze her entire body rigged. Sitting on the couch nonchalantly was the man she had just killed. The fruit slipped out of her hand's and she felt her knees start to quiver.
"I mean I've seen worse don't get me wrong." said the man "But damn that hurt."
"What in the Goddess's name are you." whispered Morinth.
The man stood slowly and stretched. "I'm a lot like you." he said "A being addicted to the high of orgasm. The only difference is that my people were intelligent and didn't evolve so that they would kill their victims. Oh and it feels really good for the other party as well."
Morinth stared at the man bug eyed, an uncommon occurrence to be sure, as he stood and stretched. He walked over and snatched the pomegranate fruit out of Mornth's hand. He split it in half and tossed her one piece, Morinth caught it instinctively and stared at it.
"What are you called." she said looking back up after she had finally recovered from the shock of one of her victims being still alive.
"My kind are known by a lot of names." the man responded "Some call us Nosferatu others vampires. We drink the blood of a sexual partner during their orgasm. Some prefer human but I must say asari blood tastes best, it tastes …exotic."
Morinth wrinkled her nose at the thought of drinking blood. "Sorry but you aren't drinking my blood." she said.
The man raised an eyebrow. Morinth never saw him move, she just saw a dark blur and an after image of him with his limbs slightly bent. Morinth felt her body bump softly against the wall, the man's hand placed gently around her throat. Morinth groaned as his thigh slammed into her core lifting her of the ground, she found herself hovering a half a foot of the ground, any leverage that she might have had disappeared.
"You seem to think you have a choice in the matter." the man growled "You just tried to kill me. I think you owe me a small favor."
Morinth snarled and let herself join with the man expecting to kill him again. The man-Morinth smirked, when nothing happened. You young fool, Ardat-Yakashi can't join more than once a day. said the man through their bond.
Morinth gasped as she pulled out of the connection and stared at the man. The man smirked at her lack of knowledge about her own condition. Morinth felt her gaze narrow down to his eyes. She could feel her body stiffening in his hands as he slid her back to the ground.
When she reached the ground Morinth was completely under the man's will. Every thought of refusing had been flushed from her mind, try as she might she couldn't not want him. She wanted to feel him all of him, for once she wanted not just the fast release of joining but instead the sweet slow release of sex. She could feel her arousal aching for him. She longed for him to take her.
"I've haven't slept with many men." she said softly. She felt timid, like a virgin schoolgirl rather than the beautiful powerful hunter that she was.
"Good." he hissed his voice smooth "Less used blood always tastes best." He looked Morinth in the eye and saw her fear, his expression turned tenderer. "I'll be gentle." he whispered into her ear with understanding. Morinth nodded and slid her hands to his chest.
The man slid a hand up from Morinth's hip to the small of her back. He wrapped the hand that had been around Morinth's neck to the back of her head. He ran his hand through her tentacles and pulled her in. With a gentle brush of the lips he stole a kiss.