Written: 10/31/2021 Submitting:12/31/2021
Title: Deadly: With Hearts of Gold ( An FF, Vampire-on-Daywalker, One-Shot)
Descriptions:
Maleficent Giambetta- Vampire, Strikingly exotic looks for her Italian background. She draws men and women into her for her allure and her wide-hipped, curvaceous body.
For visual: She also has a passing resemblance to the actress and Italian model, Federica Ridolfi.
Aoede Jones- Pronounced AY-I-DI. Daywalking half-breed, trained from a young age by aunt/uncle to fight against vampires, is very fit, athletic, with a rounded face, blue eyes and short hair.
For visual: She Has a passing resemblance to actress Bettie Page, but with much lighter hair. Also, Location: Mostly takes place in New York (upstate) and more rural areas of New York.
*Quickly, I just want to thank all that have followed some of my work through these last two troubling years. I would also just like to remind you and let you know that Nifty takes donations of any amount and any amount can help keep the site running.
Prelude
Aoede Jones walked slowly down the street at a silent pace. She saw her own breath reflecting in the cold November weather but was hiding it well under her coat. It was mid-November and, normally, she would be preparing for a test with her uncle or other kinds of training, but this night she smelled a certain set of vampires. She knew her uncle wouldn't be too happy about her venturing out to find the vamps at this time of night but she didn't care.
She stopped when she saw the rest of the vampires ahead of her look around for her scent. As explained by her vampire hunting uncle, the vampires have an amazing sense of smell and touch, but they are not the greatest trackers of our kind. We've become the underground hunters, employed by the military, and the generals, to seek out and destroy any vampires that wish to act out against the codes of which have been set in place for vampires and humans to coexist. Aoede stopped to fix her shoe and write in her notes what she gathered for later study. For now, she'd have to back off and hope that they wouldn't try to track her scent. Apparently, according to the vampire she made a deal with, the vampires she's tasked with taking out their leader, these vampires know where she was and that they were coming for her. And that she was coming for them. So, someone tipped them off. Lovely.
She sticks to mostly black and grey clothing. She wears her hair down, almost across her face and disguising her eyes. Her eyes which I've only gotten the pleasure of seeing once only. When she follows me, she follows at a distance that I feel comfortable yet cautious about. I know she is a vampire, and I know I've been tasked with killing her for my client. However, this one feels off from others. Yes, I did business with a vampire, and yes, I may live to regret that as of now. All I can do is wait for her to make a move and then move myself. I am a daywalker, far faster than any human, and at this point she will surely know that I've been stalking her for the last two nights. She'll either beat me, and force the answers out, or she'll just keep watch of me. This is why this is the night I have to do this.
Aoede, in her brown jacket, with armor-plating underneath, her athletic pants barely hiding her toned legs and any of her hidden weapons underneath, she looked like a normal, human girl underneath all of that. Her pixie-cut hair peeking out of her tophat, it completed her looks along with the light, black boots that her uncle had made to fit her feet specifically, those that helped her stability and balance in fighting. She took one deep breath before leading the vampire down a street corner. Knowing where she was leading this vampire, and where the other vampires were just in front of her, she had to act now.
She took another deep breath, and while pulling out her rifle, had less than a second to react to someone whizzing by her at great speeds. She turned and was immediately hit in the face with a punch. Then when she regained her bearings, was met with a terribly hard force, like a mack truck hitting her at full speed, from behind. It was enough to knock her into the wall in front of her, but she sprung back up to her feet with a quick backroll, and was met with one of the tallest vampires she'd ever laid her eyes on. He grabbed her by the neck and said, with teeth bared, in one of the deepest voices she'd ever heard,"What do you want from us? We're just on a mission."
She soon regained her emotions, one's she was taught by her uncle to control in these situations. She looked him dead in the dark brown eyes that reflected back at her, and she explained, "I was tasked with watching you four, to see what you are doing here each night."
Then asked, curiosity getting the best of her, "What are you doing here?"
Then the big one let her go enough to where she could breathe again and while pushing her back against the wall behind her, asked, "And you know what our mission is? What is it that we were tasked to do after we found you?"
When she hesitated he punched her in the stomach. Now this torture I could handle, but she went along with it, realizing the female vampire trailing her was long-gone now and it was up to her to do what she had to get out of this. So, she told them what she was told to do.
She looked around her, searching for something, when the big one that hit her before asked her again, shoving her into the wall again with greater force, "Who? Who ordered this?!"
She looked him in the eye and said, smirking, "Wrong question to ask, bud."
"Fine" One of the shorter vampires said, while he stepped forward swiftly, turning her and shoving her face-first into the wall. I can take those punishing hits because they know I can, but they also can smell my weakness.
This newest vampire showed himself for the first time. Apparently, as the tallest of the three asked him, Jax, what he was doing.
He was a well-kempt, decent-looking vampire, by vampire standards, but that didn't mean he was not above sexually assaulting a hunter.
He began to unbutton his trousers. She knew what he was thinking from the scent she picked up. Not on your undead life buddy.
There she was, fighting with all her might then, but even being stronger than any human, she was still not at her fullest strength from the recent battle she had been in. I should've listened to my uncle.
She had been caught in a fire by a shapeshifter and had managed to escape that with fire in her lungs afterward. Even still captured the shapeshifter before he could get away, but this was a different situation all itself. This was something she knew some vampires liked to do. The rogues tended to have no moral codes and followed the "rapeem and drain em of all their blood" ideas. Drain them of their sanity and happiness.
All the light that there once was, suddenly left her eyes for a moment, and it was then that the tallest of the four saw something in her eyes, something he knew not to mess with, a fire in her eyes unlike any humans.
He stood backing away from this callous act being committed.
He said, once more, almost warningly to his comrade, "Jax, do not do this to her. We only came here to stop her."
Jax, the shorter, dark-haired one, just shrugged the taller of them off and said, "This one is a hunter, she's killed our kind before, and maybe it's time we give those fallen some retribution in the name of physical warfare."
She heard this and immediately began reaching for the dagger in her jacket, she whipped it out and got one clean scratch across the demons eye. The demon screamed out and backed away before blinding her with an incredibly hard and fast roundhouse kick that knocked her back to the wall and nearly through the hard plaster. Then, she was fighting him and his four buddies, but she was so weakened from the punishment her body had taken last week. She wondered where the female vampire that had tasked her with this job was and why she let this happen.
She knew that this Jax, he would be the last to be punished for his crimes against her.
She was pushed headfirst once more by the vampire behind her, he was snarling and shouting for her to drop to her knees, when she said, "Okay, sure."
Suddenly, she dropped down to her knees, but not intentionally for what the vampire wanted. Yes, according to research, vampires love sex just as much, if not more than, any humans do.
She rose with a swift knee to the balls. Knocking Jax out of her way. She managed to stab one of the vampires and he turned to a ball of flames before combusting and being blown away in a band of wind. When she turned back to the others, she didn't drop fast enough, the tallest, Jones, kicked her legs out from under her and she landed with a thud on her front. He gave her a swift elbow to the back of her head and then lifted her up and threw her clear through the wall. She fell on her back with a sharp, hard thud. Jax rose and walked to her with intimidating steps.
Jones stood back with the others, the three just stood by and watched, half-horror written on their faces at what was transpiring, and then she heard the tearing of fabric, the sharp nails digging into her sides as he scratched and clawed at her. Then, slowly, tore her backplate and front plates from her armor outfit. Until she was only left in her pants and a bra. She wasn't worried, as she knew she'd calculated this moment. I just need a name for the woman.
Before Jax could remove that, he looked back up at her, a hand still placed over her throat, and explained, "I still realized this isn't right, but she said she will pay us well if we mess you up a little. She said this would be a bonus."
After she heard that, she momentarily stopped struggling, and still muffled asked, "Mfwt fdit fyou say? Mefh fmeif fmei vwit your b-bss."
He removed his hand from her mouth and throat and he snapped, angrily asked, "What?"
She said, "I said, What did you just say? Then said, Maybe you should check with your leader.' You know, make sure she's stable?"
Jax just looked at her, then back to where Jones was standing, then back to her before saying, "I just know she was a woman, a very beautiful woman, vampire, but she said she'd give us money if we cornered and messed you up a bit."
She saw movement behind her and she knew it was the mystery woman. The vampire that had eluded her for the past several days. When he was giving her a questioning look, as if to say `what was that?', and then, with a swipe with her blade, his prick was no longer attached to his body.
He looked down at it for a moment, before looking back into Aoede's eyes, and then realizing the agonizing pain that became all of him. He screamed the loudest, sharpest scream she'd ever heard.
Within moments, she was on her hands and knees, in a defensive position, pants half-torn, and with just a dagger in hand. She managed to reach one of the followers, plunging the dagger into his chest swiftly, and in another motion, saw a blur moving towards her. That blur slowed down when she focused on her breathing.
She could make out the outline of the one called Jones easily now, but even then she was still too slow. Then, right when he almost reached her, he was stopped in mid-stride, picked up by the mystery woman, and with a horrid crunching sound, was followed by silence. His body came crashing down without a head. The mysterious woman, that had eluded her, was finally in her presence. Saved me, even though I could've taken them all at even this strength level.
She saw the woman slowly turn towards her and she saw, in those eyes, the most beautiful silver she'd ever laid eyes on. She heard the woman, over the uninterrupted screams and curses of the vampire, called Jax, ask her if she was alright, but the only thing Aoede could say was, "I-I-... what's your name?"
The mystery woman said, hand on hip, and looking around at the carnage she had left behind, "I am Maleficent, Maleficent Giambetta, but friends of mine call me Mal."
Then, Maleficent asked her what her name was and, while she tried, the vampire was still screaming and shouting at the female for what she did to him, and she sighed at him before silencing him with a swift knife-edge chop to his neck, shutting the vampire, Jax, up for good.
Aoede had to look away from that impact and the sound that followed.
She looked over, with the mystery woman, at the tallest of them all and yelled,
"No!"
Maleficent looked at her with wide eyes, but she sighed and then went to the tallest of them, who was currently hung upside down by a rope, and she and Maleficent went to him.
She watched how Maleficent moved, how tantalizing she was and how much she resembled another, human, actress and model.
Maleficent smirked at her and Aoede smirked back at her before, regaining her composure and stepped toward the vampire, asking, "What's your name vampire?"
Seeing no way out, he answered, "I am Drex. I was tipped off, as well as the rest of my, friends" he said as he looked at the disintegrated corpses, "that someone would be hunting us and we should worry about what they might want from us."
She sighed and looked to Maleficent for help.
Maleficent then stood tall and grabbed the vampire's face, bringing it closer to her own, she then did something that Aoede was not prepared for, she then stuck her tongue in his mouth and swirled it around. He resisted at first, but then he accepted the kiss, almost as if he was in a trance. It was then that he began shaking back and forth trying to get away from something, or from something that this vampire was doing to him. She could tell his eyes were glowing red and they were becoming brighter red and then eventually, they each popped and he silently started screaming, but his screams and his movements stopped as she observed him slowing down and eventually stopped moving all-together. She looked at Maleficent and asked, "How the hell did you do that."
"I was raised by witches, even as a pureblood vampire." Was all that the vampire gave her.
As Maleficent pulled back, turned towards her, and explained, "It'll be easier if I show you what you need to see."
She then kissed her on the forehead without preamble, and explained inside her mind, "You've been set up. It was only a matter of time, too. I was recently set up as well.
Maleficent then appeared, in her mind's eye, and explained, "It looks like you pissed off the wrong vampire when you slept with her human lover."
This was further demonstrated by the flashing sequences that appeared in Aoede's brain. She could make out the distinct features of the woman she had been tasked with hunting these men from.
They were in a small, tightly-packed room, and they could see as the vampire walked in the room furiously, long after Aoede had already fled the house, and the woman walked in the room where the consummation of sexual acts, some of which too raw for this vampire to see, this vampire was `seeing red' in that moment. Aoede and Maleficent could see the rage on the vampire, could feel the betrayal, and Aoede pushed out of the flashback and out of Maleficent's strong grip. She took a deep breath, blinked a few times, and was met by a tight hug by Maleficent.
She looked up at Maleficent and said, "Thank you, I needed to see that."
Maleficent then said, so soft and sweet, "I need to show you something, though. The last piece of the puzzle, and then we can go somewhere private to talk about everything. Would you like that?"
Aoede just nodded and turned back to the Drex vampire that was now dust. She looked back at Maleficent and nodded, putting on a straight face and said, "Show me."
Maleficent then was showing her the final piece of the puzzle. They were in another room, and in the reflection, they could see they were in the eyes and memory of Drex himself, and he heard a commotion from upstairs. Then loud shouts, a banging noise, and then a loud squeal followed by the sound of silence. The door slowly opened to reveal a gastly scene that pulled at Aoede's heart, it was indeed one of her former female lovers, that she had broken off from once hearing the truth from the woman, her name was Nicole and she was gentle. A Gentle soul.
She was lying on the bed, she was bleeding from her neck from a slash across it, and was bleeding profusely. Aoede was held strong and reassured by Maleficent that she would be okay and that Nicole was resting peacefully in another world. Aoede nodded at this physically as well as in mind. They then saw the female vampire that employed her to this mission, and Aoede felt immediate anger at this vampire for controlling her and setting her up to be raped and beaten. She will pay for this.
Then, Maleficent's voice followed, "I swear she will. I will not let her get away with this. Our shared history goes back long enough."
She then, out of the dream-state, caught sight of something, or someone, moving on top of the building opposite where she was, and hovering over their own building. She, with the finger to her mouth, pointed up to the ceiling and Maleficent's eyes followed her.
All Maleficent's warning was to hold on tight.
Maleficent grabbed onto, and pulled Aoede into her, before Maleficent then teleported them at a high rate of speed.
There she saw the vampire that had set her up to fail.
There was Marcella Veranti, a powerful vampire that had set her up to be raped and tortured. For what? For a jealous vampire's rage? That is unforgivable.
Now Marcella had started a war between them and all was fair.
Marcella looked up at her with a cruel, twisted smile. One to match The Joker's most evil smile.
While they began pursuit on-foot for the vampire, and while she normally would've been able to keep up with the vampire (being half-vampire herself), she was stopped altogether with a ripping pain in her side. She even would've fallen onto her face if it weren't for Maleficent's quick reflexes in catching her.
She looked down to see claw marks on her side and a faint trail of blood that got her nice black under-shirt stained with her blood. It was then she turned back and saw the look of sadness, betrayal, and pain in the eyes of the woman standing on the other side of the building.
Marcella, the vampire that she had crossed once-too-many by sleeping with her lover. She would be one she would surely stop. When I have the strength to. I assuredly do look a bit thin, but I am a 130-pounder and all muscle. Suddenly, though, she felt herself falling into Maleficent's waiting arms.
The only thing Marcella said, as the lights went out, was "See you both around. Very soon."
Which was followed by her last thoughts of Damn, this is uncomfortable.
She then was drifting off into the reality of her sleepless dreams. Where the pain from her side momentarily flowed back to her side when she was picked up by Maleficent. Then, with one last glance, she saw the calming, icy eyes of Maleficent return from the coal-black that they once were in her hunting mode. Those eyes would be the ones that haunted her `till the end.
...
Once back in the real world, out of the dream-like visions.
She, even though a daywalking half-blood, was still very susceptible to needing sleep after a mental and physical exchange like this one.
She faintly remembered hearing some talking, then arguing, then her being put down in a silky bed, not one her own for certain, and she also vaguely felt another presence wrap itself around her, the smell of vinegar, blood, and wine wrapping around her nose. Then she fell into a deeply peaceful sleep. One she had not felt in some time. She vaguely, too, recalled that body that wrapped around her, and she managed to slow her heart rate down to where she knew the vampire would think she was asleep, but she was still alert enough to hear the confession, in her ear, "I will keep you safe from now on. I promise we will get that woman. I have already scented her and it will be easy enough to find her. Before then, I will make love to you. Even if you think it is impossible now. "
...
Aoede awoke with a start, but then put her memory from the past day and night back together. She remembered everything about the stranger, to then fighting the vampires, and then also getting to finally be near the vampire that she had eluded for so long.
She found she was in different clothes from the previous day, and that her clothes were on the end of the bed. Clean and washed.
She then heard the door open and the woman who saved her entering. She really does look like that Italian model... What the hell's her name?
While scrambling to finish putting her clothes back on and get decent, she was met with a smirk from the beautifully exotic-looking woman.
Maleficent stood taller and walked closer to her, then said, still smirking, "I know what you're thinking."
"Oh? You do, do you? What am I thinking then?" Aoede asked back, teasing.
Without missing a beat, Maleficent explained, "You're thinking that I look like a particular Italian model."
Then it was Aoede's turn to look genuinely shocked, and ask, "How'd you know?"
Why should I be shocked, though. She's a powerful vampire.
Maleficent stood directly in front of Aoede and said, calmly, "I may be smart, and I may be a bit brutal to those young vampires that believe they're not in heed of the codes, but I also am a pretty fair mindreader to most humans, and a few vampires, but you..." She said this last bit with more affection than Aoede was used to, "You don't read me, and I can't read your mind, but I can guess what you're thinking."
Aoede stopped breathing momentarily when Maleficent took a swirl of her hair that had moved, and gently pushed it back behind her ear. I have no clue what's going on here, but I kinda like it, no lie.
Aoede then stepped back to regain her senses and asked, ``So, how do you know my name then?"
Maleficent then stared back at Aoede with a disquieting expression before explaining, "The one time I ever was able to read you was when you were under severe pressure, last week in the shapeshifters lair."
She looked back at Aoede before she sat down in the chair opposite Aoede, then added, "Very quick-thinking on your part, Aoede. But, you left yourself open to me enough so that I got your face in my head."
After that, Aoede asked, "Next question, when do we chase after bitchface?"
Maleficent smirked at that and then straightened up again when she said, "Whenever you're fully healed."
After getting nothing more than that, Aoede said, getting her long socks on, "I don't care, I care about giving that bitchface that has it out for me, for sleeping with her girl one-too-many times, a rude awakening." After reaching for her boots, and lacing them up tight, asked, looking back up at Maleficent, "So, what's the mood for today?"
Maleficent then smirked again, after having dropped it for serious talk, and said, "First, you need breakfast. Second, it's a sunny October day today and I can't be out in it for long, despite it being cool, and third, that all gives us a few hours to spend together."
With a sigh, Aoede looked briefly back into Mal's eyes and asked, "What do you want, Maleficent?"
Maleficent stood back up from the chair, her full, hip-hugging jeans pulling at Aoede's eyes, she refused to look down at where Maleficent's waist would meet her navel.
Maleficent smelled arousal, and while amused knew they had to focus, so she explained, "We need to be going over what we need to do. We need a plan. We need to be ready for Marcella. She might not be as strong as us combined, but she has her own share of tricks up her sleeve. She has her own small army in this town. Allies outside as well. We also, like I said last night, need to talk about..."
Aoede had heard enough and knew where it was going.
She cut her off, saying, "I get it, okay. You think I'm your mate and that we have this bond that you can't help yourself try to figure me out, and a way into my panties. If my uncle has anything to say about it..."
"Well, you see, that's just it." Maleficent exclaimed, "I've already talked to dear uncle and he's cool with me seducing you."
Aoede turned to Maleficent with a look that spoke more than words.
It was as if she had ten heads and Aoede said, exasperated, "I don't have time for games right now. Right now, I don't know if you've been paying attention, but we're fighting a war amongst our and all your kind. Vampires, wolves, shapeshifters, you name it and we're all fighting a war amongst us."
Maleficent stood tall again and said, with a bit more bark than before, "I never said we're not, but quite frankly, I... don't... give... a shit about any of that." She stepped forward, to block Aoede from leaving and said, "At least let me get to know you, before we go running off to kill the bitchface."
Aoede was terrified, terrified of what letting Maleficent into her heart, and body, would do to her.
Aoede then gently explained, "Maleficent, Mal, or whatever it is you call yourself, I don't really care about what you think. There is a war going on in this town. Those spiteful vampires, out there like the ones we encountered last night, the ones that won't think twice of using sexual and physical warfare on others. Those are who we're fighting in this sleepy little town. Those are the ones we fight."
Before Aoede could fully leave, she was stopped by Maleficent's voice, " I found your file by the way..." when Aoede turned back to her with a questioning look, "I don't know what to say other than I'm both terrified of your clearance rate, 99 percent is nearly flawless..."
She then stopped at the doorway to where the kitchen and dining room was, and said, "And I'm also completely, and totally, falling for you, a vampire-hunting daywalker. I know this is a lot for you to think about and take in, but I do want you to know, I don't think you are my mate..."
After getting nothing but a shrug in return, she explained, with a deep, soul-searching stare that left Aoede feeling bare, "I know you are my mate..." At that admission Aoede did shiver, but before she could say a word maleficent planted her hand on Aoede's shoulder. Aoede stared back into those mysterious eyes that held her enchanted.
Maleficent stood firm and closed the distance before planting a firm, unyielding kiss on Aoede's own. The lips were as soft as she could imagine.
After pulling back from the soft kiss, Maleficent said the words that she knew Aoede was thinking, " I think I know you know it as well, but you're terrified. As terrified as I am by... whatever this is and may become."
Aeode went to stand back and was met with a soft, firm hand placed on her arm by Maleficent. Aeode went to speak something, but nothing came out even as she wished for it.
Seeing Aoede in distress, Maleficent then stood back and said, with a silent bow and a motion to Aoede's right hand, "May I have your hand, milady?"
Aoede was taken aback slightly by this moving gesture, never having felt something so real and so pure with another, definitely not a vampire, she thought. She silently nodded and gave her hand to Maleficent. Upon first touch, Aoede almost immediately wanted to pull-back from the shock of their electricity between them. The soft, cool touch almost ignited and calmed her nerves at once.
Maleficent, as if sensing Aoede's rising shock, spoke softly and smoothly, "I've also been enchanted by your name."
"In my long lifespan of being, over three centuries on this plane, I've never once encountered another woman by the name of... Aoede." The next part was said after a soft, chaste kiss to the top of Aoede's hand. Maleficent then stood back up and walked briskly over to the door.
Aoede followed her every step, and when Maleficent opened the door for Aeode, Aeode slowly, silently followed her into the other room, Maleficent knowing that, somehow, Aeode was staring at her well-defined back muscles rippling as she walked. Or, more specifically, her heart-shaped ass as she walked to get a clean vial of blood from the fridge.
Aoede, on the other hand, was floored that Maleficent really did have a grip on her romance and love life. That she really didn't care about what others thought about them being mates. And, honestly, I've never given relationships a serious thought until Maleficent. She thought about the prospect of them being together, and really being together, and she thought, She might've stalked me, but I was stalking her as well, for work, and then, just as quickly, for pleasure. It is the first kiss. It always is the first time that moves one and the other. It was as I started really seeing her, seeing her as a person for the first time and not just a monster I should be weary of; A demon, sure, but seemingly one with a beautiful life and a heart of gold.
...
As the Sun began to set, and as Aoede and Maleficent had talked things through about what they would do and about how they would make things work, Aeode went back to her uncle's place and explained some of the things that transpired last night, and how Maleficent was there to save her at the end, and that seemed to be good enough an explanation for her uncle. He then gave her the go-ahead to run some more co-op missions with Maleficent, to gather intel together into Marcella. Maleficent explained she caught Marcella's scent from the wind that whipped down at them, but they were both being extra cautious this time around.
So, they agreed, with Aoede explaining, "After sunset, we agreed to meet up and go over as to Marcellas whereabouts and we can cross-check to see if our intel intersects at any point."
They were both talking to their own groups. Maleficent to her best friend, a fellow female vampire named Jane VanDer Flet, who was co-owner of, and confidante, to their shared design company.
Aoede, to her cousin Rikki, who always seemed to have some insight into the whereabouts of all supernatural, and even human, monsters at any time.
...
Aoede, after leaving Rikki's, smelled a familiar scent. She turned in the direction and caught sight of Marcella, staring back at her with a slight frown and turning her head to the side. As if she was a dog figuring something out. Aeode, playing it off, but still playing the game, walked directly toward Marcella and said, so only she knew Marcella would hear, "I don't think you know what kind of war you're opening up for yourself."
Marcella just coughed out a disgusting chuckle before regaining her composure and said, "You know, I think that bitch," Then stopped herself, fake-coughed, and said, "I mean that slut. She was the one I was after, not you little half-blood. Although, it was rather fun seeing you two together, two of the people I hate the most, getting beaten, but then something remarkable happened. You two found you have chemistry. Fighting and otherwise. And might I say..."
She was stopped by a voice behind Marcella, one that, when Aoede stopped and Marcella stopped and turned, they both saw Maleficent, in her all-black attire, And lookin' stupid sexy, leaning up against the wall behind Marcella.
She put her arms up in a mockingly defensive position and said, "Don't worry, if I wanted it, you would've been dead already. I just wanted to know, from your own dirty lips, why you targeted us. And, now, seeing as I have the reasoning, whether that be false or true reason I care not. However," She said, as she stood up to her full height, walked closely and silently to Aoede's side, and said, grasping Aoede to her hip, "You did get one thing right."
"Aeode and I have realized we have a... as you put it... chemistry, or connection, unlike anyone or anything else. So, if you do not want to start a war you cannot win, I suggest you stand down before I put my claw through your chest. And, for what you did to our shared lover, we will make you pay."
Aoede turned quickly, trying not to show her shocked face and failing quickly, to Maleficent, and Maleficent explained, as much to her as to the bitch before them, "I am not her lover any more, but I was many years before I ever knew she had a claim on her, for if I had, I would've stayed clear of her. Not for fear of you, of course, but for fear that I would be enticed by one of your sluts again."
After the initial shock, Marcella went back to her old, annoying self, and said, "I am not afraid of one of you, but mark my words, I will have my revenge."
Aoede stepped forward once again and said, "If that is a threat, and I take it as a threat, I will make you pay for all that you've done, and what you did, to Nicole."
With one last look, Marcella then wished them goodbye and then was gone in a poof of black smoak.
Aoede turned to see the concerned, angered look on Maleficent's face.
She went to Maleficent, not knowing what to do, and took Maleficent in her arms.
She hugged her cool, damp body to her own hot, shaking body and said, "Mal, it will be alright."
After a moment, and after no response, Mal whispered in her ear, a whisper that drove her wild with lust, "I never thought I'd hear the day when you'd say Mal.
"And it only took three whole weeks to say it from the time we started watching and seeing each other to the time where we actually got to talk." Aoede responded, with a slight smirk.
Mal then pulled back and said, with Aeode looking into those shimmering grey eyes, "Let's get back before someone tries to really do something foolish to us and then, you can eat, while I try to compare what we have."
Aoede conceded to that notion and nodded silently before they, hand-in-hand, cool and colder, took off into the night air and back to Maleficent's place of refuge.
Truthfully, it was only a small, brick-built house that had been redone and remodeled several times, built on and expanded into what it was today.
The first floor bedroom and bathroom was her best friend and roommates. Jane, who was rarely home for her meetings and company affairs, was in and out all the time but preferred sleeping in her own bed. The second floor bedroom was hers and they shared the kitchen, which was rarely in use.
After arriving back at the house, and once washing up and finished with food, they moved to Maleficent's bedroom. It was a rather large room, one with floral carpets, matching purple drapes, and a nice bed that was large enough to take a good portion of the room up. It was much larger than most of Aoede and her uncle's apartment. The apartment was easy because it was in town, but was also inconspicuous.
She sat on the bed at the behest of Mal and once comfortable on the bed, they began to just lie silently, side by side. Not saying anything, but taking in their surroundings and basking in each other's company.
...
Aoede turned and looked over at Maleficent as Maleficent rose from the bed beside her. She motioned to get up, but with a whooshing motion of her hand Maleficent sent Aeode back to her back. She lied there in some shock, but was able to get her bearings about her again and said, to the retreating form of the seductive women, "I'm not afraid of you anymore."
Aoede was met with Maleficent suddenly jerking her own shirt off and slowly, sensuously, pulling her tight-fitting zipper down.
Still without looking away, Maleficent spoke with confidence and said, "I know. I can tell. You should have no fear, and all the fear in the world at once."
The vampire came closer, but stayed out of reach, and explained further, "I want you, too. More than you may ever know."
Even though the admission was true and not shocking, it somehow still shocked Aoede. To the point she sat and watched the sensual vampire lady strip sexily for her.
Eventually, Aoede then spoke in a firm, serious tone, "I want you, too."
Then Aoede looked the vampire back in the eye and said, asking plainly, "Can you really kill one of your own in the hopes of helping me get rid of... she-who-will-not-be-named?"
After a deep, thundering sigh from Maleficent, who turned from her, and whilst pushing her long, voluptuous dark hair back, she wrapped it quickly in a ponytail. Seeing Maleficent's form from behind was almost as nice as the front. Nothing could match that wit and intelligence that quickly grabbed Aoede's attention, but she was enamored by this goddess in human disguise.
Maleficent looked in the mirror behind her and saw the approving look on Aoede's face.
Maleficent then swiftly turned back, half-nude and looking like a seductive, Goth model, said, "I truly do not know what will happen next to us; One of us or both of us. However," she said, "I do know I will fight for both of us, together as each other's rock. I know now we are meant to be, even if our own paths say to walk from one another. Now that I know your scent, your beautifully Earthy, floral scent, I don't think I can help myself from stayin' away from you, Miss Aoede Jones."
Mal began stepping toward the end of the bed, more of her curves coming into Aoede's heated vision.
Aoede could feel the heat between their gaze intensifying her own emotions. Her own body began to call to the vampire. Not knowing what she should do, Aoede unconsciously stuck her own hand down her pants. She slowly started to feel lower down, until she knew she could feel the moisture building in her loins.
She \peered back into Maleficent's now-silver eyes, as Maleficent stared back at her.
Eventually, Maleficent stopped her slow dance, turned back to where the Echo Dot sat on the shelf.
She turned back with a teasing look and said, "I know I'm ancient, but I have had time to acclimate to modern technology.:
Aoede smirked back at Maleficent and nodded at the Echo before asking, "What is it you're going to play?"
Maleficent then responded with a smirk and shrug of her own before she turned back to the Echo Dot, and then, she had a perfect song in mind.
She pushed a few buttons on her phone and then the Echo began playing an acoustic song. One with chords and melody. Mal, seemingly somehow, knew Aoede would enjoy it.
After recognizing the song, Aoede slowly smirked and said, "I knew you'd play this. Death Cab for Cutie, huh?"
Then, with a motion of her hand, Maleficent had Aoede stand up.
Aoede stood up and began to walk over to Maleficent. Once in front of her, she took a deep breath and said, "This has always been one of my favorite songs. Even if it might be dark. Even if it might be talking about a very dark and sad thing. Losing the one you love is not easy, coming to terms with that can be even harder, but losing my mother in childbirth, due to my combined nature." Then, taking Maleficent's hand in hers, softly said, "I always wished it had been different. I spent my formative years mourning for a mother I never had, and you could be sure my uncle wasn't showing me that kind of love. Sure he called me pretty, a fighter, and smart. However, not once did I hear love come out of his mouth. Which was fine with me, until recently, when he had a run-in with a couple nasty rogue wolves. He got beat pretty badly. It was then he said he was going to be retiring soon. That he loved me."
After another pause, Maleficent smirked and, trying to take Aoede's mind off that, asked, "Dance with me?"
Aoede, having lost her smirk and in place traded it for one of shock, said, "I-I don't danc-"
"It doesn't matter." Maleficent stated, cutting off whatever Aoede was going to argue.
Then Maleficent pulled Aoede into her, their bodies morphing into each other. Both sighed as they took in the other's body softly pressed to theirs.
Then, Aoede was shocked by the soft voice that came from Maleficent's mouth. The soft, airy voice that reminded her of a Siren. By the story told from her uncle, Aoede knew the Siren's to be based on real-life shapeshifters. It was that only that the ancient's didn't have a word for what they were seeing or hearing out in the open waters.
In a matter of moments, Aoede was softly weeping into Maleficent's shoulder. Maleficent not saying anything in words, but merely there, holding Aoede tightly to her.
Once Maleficent had moved them to the bed, and softly pressed Aoede back into the bed, she felt soft calmness overtake them and pull them in closer.
Eventually, once Aoede came down, she closed her eyes and murmured, "Sorry"
Maleficent shook her head, and after putting a finger under Aoede's chin to get her attention, she explained, "I know what it can be like. I know what it can feel like. I, of all people, should know what it's like to be alone and to feel unwanted or unaware of those who lost their lives so you could live."
After a shaky breath and sigh from Aoede, who dropped her head, Maleficent could only hold her close as she explained, "I was born of a vampire romance. I am considered unique because I am a pureblood. It is not as normal as one may imagine. It is also extremely painful for the female vampire conceiving."
With a silent nod from Aoede to continue, Maleficent shrugged before explaining, "I was born in 1605 to a loving vampire couple named Ilana and Giuseppe. They raised me to not fear humans, but to also not trust them. Humans, such as vampires and wolves, were not so bad as long as their environments and families allowed them to be creative and independent."
After a pause again, she spoke softly and explained further, "When a sudden bout of influenza came and wiped out half our village, we were nearly the only kind, along with the few wolves we shared homes with, and we were swiftly put under prosecution for being witches. Little did any of us, human, vampire, or other, know that our little peaceful village would be overrun with more physically sick, and mentally sick, people. Humans came in and took over. I then began turning bad. I just wanted to be feared so that I wouldn't be hated. That still ended up being what happened. They then wiped out most of their own kind. They caught two of us that were being stupid and irrational. Me, my mother, and my father were the only ones who made it out alive."
Aoede looked up into Maleficent's silver eyes and saw them change to anger, that anger which was always brimming around the surface of her features.
Maleficent explained, "Then, one night they came knocking at our door. The only witches they killed were normal human women who were making lotions and aloes to cure their loved ones."
Bitterly, Maleficent looked up at the wall, then looked back to Aoede with a look of resignation.
She explained, "Only the humans were too primitive to believe such a thing was possible. Their minds warped and changed to that of fear. Fear grew into loathing. Loathing then turned into action. That action of coming unto our peaceful family. I was able to escape and was taken in by my aunt. My mother and father never made it out of the fire. They believed that we couldn't be seen by humans. That we weren't ready, as a people, to take control of the humans. Even in that small place, I wanted to be in control. My aunt, however, disagreed with my parents, and being my mother's sister, she took the death harshly. She became obsessed with killing any human that threatened her. She believed it wasn't the right time for us to show ourselves to the world, but she also didn't hesitate to eliminate anyone who would harm her. My parents, and my aunt, all believed that we could be accepted one day..."
"What do you think?" Maleficent asked, as she parted from her hold on Aoede's hip.
Aoede continued peering at Maleficent, and then briefly down at her own hands, as she answered, "I don't know. I don't really know anything about myself let alone vampires."
Aoede then shrugged and said, blowing out a breathy chuckle,"I do think that there are some of us who believe we're better off alone. My kind are even less than yours and are even more disliked by both humans and vampires alike. I am not human. I am not a full vampire."
Maleficent silently nodded and then added, "Yes, you're not solely a human, nor are you solely vampire. You're the best of both. Without a single weakness of the both of them."
Aoede explained, "Perhaps it's true. I do have no weaknesses as that of a human and vampire, but there is a part of me that craves blood." She motioned with her hands at herself, "That is the abnormal monster in me wanting to crawl out and take control." Taking a deep breath, "It's those of us who, for those very reasons, are alone. We don't want to risk ever finding out what it might end up being like if we were to taste one drop of blood."
Maleficent stood back up and faced away from Aoede, Aoede thought she upset Maleficent, but Maleficent softly then turned back to reassure Aoede that she was alright.
Seeing Aoede's concerned look, Maleficent explained, "Perhaps it's those, like us, that don't want another because we're terrified of ourselves and what we might be capable of doing to our loved one. Those thoughts lead us to believe we don't belong when that is not true."
Kneeling at Aoede's feet, Maleficent explained, "Maybe we even believe we don't deserve love because of who we are or what we've done. But that's also a lie."
Aoede stared back into the piercing eyes that held her stare.
Suddenly Aoede felt flushed and stood. Facing away from Maleficent, she said, exasperated, "Or, maybe that's also a lie, and maybe we just don't try to think or feel that way for another." With a soft sigh, she turned back to Maleficent and said, "Maybe we turn off the emotions for the job at hand..."
With only a secret smirk playing at Maleficent's lips, she asked, `What would you say about that, if there was a woman willing to try for the first time in a long time? What then?"
Aoede's only response was to reach across for her hand, and taking it softly, said, "I would sweep her off her feet and take her to bed."
With a swift blur, Maleficent pulled Aoede closer to her. Closer. Until they were nearly touching chest to chest. Front to front. Then she turned Aoede from her. Aoede, all the while, smirking at the sudden possessive streak in Maleficent. Slowly, Maleficent pulled Aoede's shirt up. A kiss followed swiftly onto Aoede's receptive lips.
Aoede could only help but reach around and place her hand on the side of Maleficent's face. Holding her steady as the kiss grew heated. Aoede spun around and tried to pick Maleficent up from her hips, but Maleficent, with a single hand placed firmly to her chest, walked a few steps back. What is she thinking? Aoede thought, as she slowly started working her top off and her pants coming off next.
For the first time, Aoede could tell Maleficent's breasts were amazing. Tight, firm, perky tits stood with rigid dark pink nipples slowly growing and becoming firmer.
Maleficent then continued her slow torture of Aeode, as she worked the pants down. took in the sexy lingerie that adorned Maleficent's amazingly tight, toned body.
Aoede finally sat back on the edge of the bed as she saw this overtly sexual display.
Maleficent, on the other hand, wanted to make sure everything was really okay.
Maleficent slowly approached, with an exaggerated twist of her hips, and Aoede could only think, I think I could die happy seeing this.
Maleficent soon after approaching the woman before her, pulled back and asked, eyes searching, "One thing, I need to know you're okay with this. I'm not going to fight my feelings for you, but I need to know."
Aoede gasped but spoke in such a clear way it was impossible to not hear the honesty in her next words.
"Maleficent, there are big things happening here, and out there. All around us people are plotting for our demise. Tomorrow, we can begin the fight, but..., I...." Collecting her thoughts, she looked back up at Maleficent and said, "right now, all I see is you and right now all I need you."
Maleficent then came crashing back to Aoede, crashing into her lips. Maleficent pulled herself back again, but before Aoede could whine or protest about anything, she felt those soft, pink-colored lips kissing down her chin, past her neck, and asking, as she reached, kissing to the sensitive spot behind her ear,"Is this really okay? I don't want to hurt you."
Genuinely touched by the sentimental words, Aoede, huffing, said, "I would've said stop already if I wanted you to. We both know I'm not a fragile snowflake. Please, Maleficent."
Pulling her back down and into her chest, she whispered, "Please. Please, Mal."
Mal, slightly shocked at the nickname, looked back down at the woman she so genuinely adored. Like a drug. First true love, first true soulmate. I'm sure, Aoede thought, a similar sentiment to Maleficent's, as they came back together for a heated kiss.
Then another, and another, and before she could think, she felt Mal ripping her navy blue panties off and away. All that was left between them was the heat of their bodies and mouths on each other.
Oh, God. Oh! She's really good. Aoede, a lesbian, thought to herself, I'm a lesbian, but damn this girl is like next-level lesbian. If I'm A-tier, she's definitely S+ tier.
At the order of Mal, she found herself sitting back and closing her eyes.
Eventually, several minutes went by, and as she felt herself beginning to tense up at the ministrations of the fingers and tongue on her, she felt those fingers loosening her up more . Eventually pressing their way into her. Mal's eyes on hers the whole time. It was the most euphoric, clean, honest expression on Mal's face. No judgement or humiliation. Just pure, unfiltered love for her.
Aoede tore her eyes from Mal's and closed her eyes. Focusing on her overwhelming orgasm fast approaching, she began panting and moaning.
"Right there. Yes, baby! Ri-Ugh" Mewling and squealing around Mal's tongue, mouth, and fingers that bumped against her clit and fucked her harder and harder until the bed was shaking from the force of it. The sounds were ones she thought not capable of making. The orgasm that was approaching came, rose over her like a tidal wave, then after floating oh-so-high, came crashing back into her land of living. She regained her breathing after a minute, she was a bit embarrassed when Mal came back up and she saw her own residue on her, but she felt satisfied, happy, and lighter than ever.
She sat up and, whilst grabbing Mal's wrist to stop her, said, "No, where do you think you're going?"
Mal then, with some force from Aoede, squealed as she was pushed down onto her back. Forgetting, for her having gone down on Aoede, how strong her new lover was.
Aoede spent a moment looking down at the beauty sprawled out before her and couldn't hardly believe what she was doing, but then said, "I don't become a pillow princess after one good orgasm" After Mal's sultry look, and teasing about the `good', Aoede giggled, then explained, "Okay, After being given a world-class orgasm like that, it's only right I return the favor. With a special surprise."
With Maleficent in confusion, Aoede bent down and grabbed one of those lovely breasts before suckling the nipple somewhat roughly. She was just doing what Maleficent did and what she loved.
With a hint of mischief in her, Aoede handed Maleficent a handkerchief and when Mal looked at her crazy, she began to approach Mal.
Mal suddenly lurched back and grabbed Aoede in a strong, firm grip. If threatened, there were ways Aoede could think of to break out of the hold. With the male vampires, she had been ambushed from behind and had been careless about positioning and strategy, but now, Aoede knew she could escape with little pain. However, realizing this might happen, she explained in a calm voice, "It's okay. Mal, I won't hurt you, I just want you to put this handkerchief on so you don't peek at my surprise."
After Mal realized she was gripping her tightly, she let go of Aoede's arm. Ouch, that'll leave a mark tomorrow. Aoede thought.
She thought, I have to push past this. We need to be able to trust each other.
She explained exactly that and Mal asked, a look of surprise innocence for a 300-year-old, "Okay, but I want to tie it myself."
Aoede slowly backed away and explained, "I will be back shortly."
She returned a few seconds later, she peaked her head in and said, "Oh, also, I want you to play with yourself until I get back. Make sure you're nice and ready for me."
Truth was, Aoede had been a little worried that Mal would react like that. She bought a strapon that was intended for Nicole, but things happened since then and she wasn't able to use it or have someone else use it on her.
Aoede, after grabbing the toy, a nice 8-incher, adjusted the straps, then walked back into the room where Maleficent was sitting, rubbing herself softly.
She then decided to do to Mal what Mal did to her earlier. She slowly walked back over to the bed, knowing Mal heard her from the door, and then dipped Maleficent slowly back onto the bed.
Aoede thought, Maybe it's time to turn up the dom/sub play a bit. I want this chance to earn her trust.
Aoede leaned down and placed the strapon at Maleficent's clit. She whispered in Maleficent's ear, whilst slapping her clit with the rounded head hard enough to get her attention, "Did I say stop playing with yourself?"
When Maleficent stopped stroking herself, seemingly confused by the turn of events, and then slowly began working her hand lower. Aoede smirked before explaining, "Keep stroking yourself!"
Maleficent moaned out a weak "Yes, miss."
I can't lie and say I don't love the smell and sound of that.
Then it was Maleficent's turn to smirk at Aoede. Aoede then smacked Maleficent's pussy twice more in rapid succession. Maleficent squealed at that but responded.
She then added, still playing with herself and working herself harder, "Oh, I know you love it rough, and I promise to give you a hard pounding soon."
It was at that time where Aoede did feed into the dirty talk, into her domme side, and with a firm grasp of Mal's throat, she surprised them both when she brought her other hand down to remove Mal's hand and play with her pussy herself. It was then that she slowly spread Mal's legs. Those slim, taught, shimmering legs that were as pale as the moonlight that dragged into the room as the cool, crisp November air rippled just outside.
She briefly looked over at the window and thought she might want to close and lock it. Whatever, so what if the neighbors hear us? We're pretty far out of town as is.
It was then maleficent who sat up a bit and said, almost seemingly able to hear Aoede's thoughts, "It's fine, we're off the beaten path out here. It's a pretty isolated apartment rental."
"I know." Was all that Aoede responded with before bringing Mal in for a slow, soul-searching kiss.
It was also then, right when she made Mal beg for it the most, that she also ripped the handkerchief from Mal's face and revealed those shimmering eyes glowing back at her, those eyes she so loved.
She knew Mal could remove her hand that remained on her wrist and throat, if she wished, but she then moved so she was directly on top of Mal and slowly inserted the dildo into the ready pussy. Oh, and if you think vampire's can't get wet or hard. Well, you've never seen a vampire cum in bucket's like Maleficent did. Aoede thought slyly as she felt the wet, warm pussy clench onto the slowly inserting dildo. Maleficent groaned at the fuck that was coming her way. She squeezed those round, firm buttocks. Definitely still maintains her figure from working out.
She began to feel Maleficent pull back from her embrace a bit, but she wasn't having any of that, if she was to take it eventually, she should make Maleficent feel it too.
She pushed Maleficent back down onto the bed and, with the dildo's tip resting at the entrance to the wet, waiting pussy, said, "Get on your face and stay still, Maleficent."
This told Maleficent that Aoede wasn't playing around this time.
She did as told and went over onto her stomach. Feeling vulnerable, she suddenly knew what it was like to be helpless again. Like those that she'd dommed before. She knew the feeling of helplessness, but that feeling faded when she felt the soft, teasing slap of Aoede's hand on her pussy. Making her jump almost a foot off the bed.
She was on the edge of hysteria still, balanced on a knife edge.The buildup killed her.
Finally, with one swift, decisive stab of the hips, the strap entered Maleficent. All but only four inches went in on the first stab. That's how tight she was. The second swivel of her hips sent a new sensation through Maleficent and another inch of the cock inside her. And, finally, on the third and final rough thrust, that was when the final inches went in completely, the eighth-inch stretching Maleficent more than before.
"I'm going to fuck you now, baby," she told her, realizing it was the first that either has said something like that, Damn, us lesbian's, even the supernatural kinds, really do tend to move fast.
Although she said it sweetly, her voice meant not what her emotions thought, and by the way her hips pounded mercilessly against Mal, it was, as Aoede thought those dirty fantasies, she looked down on the weeping pussy that she was beginning to hammer. Her hips working much harder and faster. Deep, hard thrusts made loud sounds of cushioned impact. Body-on-body impact. Such a beautiful little pussy.
Aoede could not begin to understand these emotions, but she was aware of being overcome by them, and having to shove it all to the side for the time being to allow herself to enjoy the moment. Reflection could happen after she had this pounding. Alright, slut. Aoede thought, as she flipped Mal onto her stomach, Time for pound-town to start for real. As she thought this, she also vocalized this sentiment, adding a slap to each out-thrust of hers, by saying nasty things like, "Come back on this dick", "Take this cock", and "I know you love me pounding this tight, sexy pussy."
Maleficent, at the present, couldn't really respond since she had her face buried in her cushions and was trying not to scream to the point that the closest neighbors might have actually heard her. Maleficent loved everything that Aoede was giving to her. The ruthlessness, the unabashed slut-talk she was giving her. It all culminated when she raised her ass higher to take it deeper inside, with Aoede slyly smirking at that hip-raise, and began to start dripping sweat along Mal's back.
Aoede also felt her second-wind coming in and could feel the jagged end of the strapon roughly grinding on her pussy and clit as well as what she was doing to Maleficent to make her such an obedient little strapon cock pussy whore. But only for me.
"You mine, huh?" She asked.
"Y-Yeah!" Was all that Maleficent could respond before raising her head from the pillow, and screaming, shaking her whole leg involuntarily, like a dog, "Oh, I-I AM CUMMING!!!"
After Maleficent came back down, and after Aoede slowly took out the strapon. Mal simply held Aoede tight as they came back down together. Mal couldn't believe Aoede would take control so smoothly, and Aoede was silently proud of herself for not losing herself in the dom/sub game.
Both Aoede and Maleficent never needed to say a word after what had just transpired.
Aoede thought, tomorrow is another day, and a day for talking and planning, but right now, this is nice.
Maleficent had similar thoughts in mind, as they spooned close and drifted off into a dreamless sleep, She thought, Tomorrow is tomorrow, but tonight, it's just us.
...
The End... For Now (Possibly a spin-off sequel if liked).