Vivienne

Vivienne made her way to the pier carrying Faye on her back the entire time.  Once her bare feet touched concrete, Vivienne felt Faye’s fingers untwist her bun and let her hair fall its full length.  Tilting her head to one side, Vivienne swished her hair to fall over one shoulder and turned to see a set of wild green eyes staring back at her. “Didn’t like my hairstyle?”  Vivienne inquired playfully. 

A familiar warm sensation careened through Faye’s body when she caught the inquisitive and soulful look within Vivienne’s royal blue eyes. -It’s still there.- She reassured herself and hugged Vivienne tightly, planting tiny kisses along the stunning vampires long and graceful neck. “Mmm, Vivienne.”  Faye whispered lovingly, “You looked too serious with your hair up.  I have seen you with it down and I prefer it like this.”

Vivienne stumble-stepped the moment Faye’s kisses started sending little pulses of rapid fire current up and down her spine.  Regaining some of her composure, Vivienne made her way to an unlit part of the pier and set Faye down on the concrete railing, before turning to face her girlfriend. “I have not considered my hair as a factor to determine my current mood, mon amour.”  Vivienne gave into the energy flowing in her veins and slipped her arms around Faye’s waist, pulling the two of them tightly as one.  The scent of the shampoo that Vivienne had used the day before lingered in Faye’s black-pink locks, bringing the memory of their shower back to the front of her mind. “Étoiles au-dessus, mon amour…”  Vivienne whispered passionately and mirrored the light kisses she was receiving.

Faye let out a heavy sigh and pushed her neck into the delightful kisses that her partner started lavishing on her. “H-heavenly…”  She purred and wrapped her arms around Vivienne.  Faye’s hands reached for Vivienne’s long silky jet black hair, letting it slip gently from her hands. “Y..you…oh…yes…You n-never told me what..that…”  Forgetting her raspy words, Faye let herself delve slowly into her rising desire and started to lightly nibble where she’d just been kissing. -Mercy, please don’t let me go.- Faye internally begged as Vivienne’s lips kept dancing just below her ear, occasionally sending metallic scented breaths that Faye quickly consumed with heated desperation.

Vivienne swayed lightly and lost the strength in her knees, nearly sending the couple over the railing and into the crashing ocean below.  Only after Vivienne felt Faye’s legs provide steady support by locking around her waist did Vivienne get clear headed enough to answer the raspy question posed to her. “St-stars av-above..my love..is-is what…mmmm…”  Vivienne listened to her body and stopped trying to talk.  Tightening the grip on Faye’s hips, Vivienne trailed her kisses to meet Faye’s lips swishing their tongues together, until she felt and heard her girlfriend’s jeans tear straight down to the curve of Faye’s butt.

Faye pulled out of the heated kiss and started laughing. “Wasn’t it you that said I wouldn’t have any clothes left?”  Faye pointed out and resumed running her fingers through the length of Vivienne’s long hair.

Peeking around at the green lace thong that Faye had donned after their hunt, Vivienne mewled lightly. “Fortunate that you have plenty of clothes to choose from at this point, mon amour.  Besides, I am enjoying the view.”

Faye took a long look at Vivienne’s profile and the burning passion of the moment subsided and was replaced with fascination and heartfelt joy. Faye reached up and set her hand on Vivienne’s cheeks once more and gently rubbed her chin, “I still can’t believe that I am here with you.  When I saw you, I…I-knew.  You are an angel come true, Vivienne.”  Faye tightened her thighs, holding her girlfriend in place and turned Vivienne’s face so that they were eye to eye. “I feel like part of me held on in that room, because somehow … I knew you’d come for me.”  Blinking her sea green eyes, Faye kept confessing. “I feel really terrible about not saying what I had remembered and…”  She bit her bottom lip nervously, “...I am scared you will abandon me just like you were left behind.”  Faye grabbed Vivienne tight around her neck and mumbled a few times, “I can’t be without you, I just can’t.  Don’t leave me, don’t leave me alone…I feel…like l-lov-love is always on a silk strand that is easily broken.”

Vivienne pulled Faye into her chest caressing her soft black-pink hair slowly. “Mon, amour.  Faye, mon amour.”  Vivienne tried to soothe her partner and newborn vampire, but suddenly lacked the ability to speak. -She isn’t asking you to be articulate, Vivienne.  You feel her wrapped around your heart.  Remove the stoicism.  Feel for once.-  Vivienne kissed the top of Faye’s straight and pitch black hair gently, each press of her lips lingering long enough that the skin resisted pulling away. “Non, non, je ne t’abandonnerai jamais. Je ne te quitterai jamais. Que ton cœur soit libre, mon amour.” Vivienne’s loving and light feminine French accent escaped her all at once.

The ancient vampire took another breath and kissed Faye once more before cupping the Korean vampire by chin and lifting her until they were once again staring eye to eye. “I apologize, mon amour. I have known from the moment I saw you walking awkwardly to me, that I was in love with you, Faye.”  Leaning down to place a trail of gentle kisses on Faye’s lips, Vivienne followed up, “What I confusingly just said was.. No, no, I will never abandon you.  I will never leave you. Let your heart be free, my love.”  Vivienne pulled them together, forehead to forehead, “Please let go of the guilt for your memories.” She trailed a comforting finger on Faye’s cheek, “I will love you always, Faye.”  A single tear escaped Vivienne and left a thin red bloody trail over her high cheekbone. “This is not a thin thread.  We aren’t human.  You and I can live and experience love however is most comfortable for us.  There are no real rules, mon amour.”  She paused, “Just…you…and…I.  Hand in hand, for eternity, right?”

Faye gently pulled herself out of the loving hold Vivienne had on her, “Hand in hand.”  She smiled wide, exposing her fangs. “Just us two.”  She pondered and smiled, having felt the rush of relief swoop through her small frame. “You and I, my Vivi-angel.”  Faye gave her creator a peck on the lips.

Vivienne slid her fingers through Faye’s hair and stopped long enough to curl the pink braids around her index finger. “Assigning me to the term angel comes with certain connotations.  I should at least ask what kind of angel I am.”

Breaking out in a light laugh, Faye pushed on Vivienne’s shoulder playfully. “Come on.  Angel, as in white, with pretty wings, a halo… people call Michael or Gabriel.”

“I see, the ones founded in Judaism.”  Vivienne twisted her hands into a set of wiggling wings. “That belief also holds that there was an angel named Lucifer.”

“Yeah, the Devil.”  Faye replied disinterested. “I was only trying to say you were heavenly, angelic…you know.  I didn’t want to get into a philosophical discussion when I was trying to kiss my girlfriend.”  

“I have only ever seen a silver celestial.”  Vivienne taps her lip for a moment, “Although, I have heard rumor of a black agate angel.  You might have seen concept pictures calling them fallen angels or dark angels.”

Faye pulled back and folded her arms with the look of disbelief in her spinning green eyes. “When did you see this .. silver celestial?”

“An inquiry as to my mental state?  Very well, I accept.”  Vivienne looks up at the stars, points at the planets and then starts to count in French for a few seconds. “I have it. May 30th, 1431.”

“Excuse me?  Did you just count back 592 years, Vivienne?”  Faye laughs and unhooks her legs. “You have to be pulling my leg.”

“Absolutely not.”  Vivienne looked at Faye square in her eyes. “May 30th, 1431, I was in Place du Vieux-Marche, France.”

Faye threw up her arms and shrugged, “You still are not making sense to me, how were you anywhere 592 years ago?”

“I am over three thousand years old, I think the appropriate question would be where haven’t I been?”  Vivienne winked and tugged on the ripped jeans tearing them a bit more. 

A little tinge of wonderful sexy heat followed the gentle tear and Faye wiggled on the concrete railing. “I am still waiting, Vivienne.  You aren’t avoiding my question by feeling my ass or making me uncomfortable being half exposed in the middle of the night.”

“Very well, It was that long ago that a heroine you might know named Joan of Arc was burned alive.  That date was May 30th, 1431.”  Vivienne smiled and leaned forward. “Can I get back to kissing and feeling your… lovely bottom?”

“In a minute.”  Faye tilted her head, “This is to do with an angel not Joan of Arc, and how did you see her get burned, wasn’t that during the day?”

Sighing in frustration, Vivienne scooped Faye into her arms and walked to one of the unoccupied benches and sat down, Faye in her lap. “Silver celestial, that is what they prefer to be called, I also wasn’t in the sunlight.  I was the Duchess of Chaulenet and by those standards, supposed to bear witness to the claims made against her.”  Vivienne stopped when she saw Faye’s mouth slightly open.  She leaned over and kissed Faye gently, causing the newborn to close her mouth. “I was not in view of the fire, as it was in open sunlight in the middle of the square.  I was present and witnessed through black stained glass windows.”  Vivienne wiped her hands though she was removing sand from them, “Filthy process too. However, I worked it as a dissenter and made the arrangements myself.” 

“I bet you were just as beautiful back then, my an-..”  Faye stopped herself and giggled. “I have to know what kind, right?”

“Indeed, Mon amour.  I was getting to that.”  Vivienne laughed and pulled Faye into her lap. “Where was I-Oh, yes.”

Faye spun around and slid her legs back around her partner’s waist, locking her feet in place once more. “I can’t have you get wobbly again.”

Vivienne half smiled and raised one inquisitive eyebrow. “Shall I continue, or no?”  Vivienne watched as Faye nodded her head excitedly, “Very well.”  Vivienne flipped all of her hair to one side, “A couple minutes after the execution began, I saw a very large set of silver wings with a lady’s body appear above the girl.  The silver was so bright and polished that it penetrated the glass I was using to watch the event. “I thought at the time, an angel.”  Vivienne held up her hand, “It was just then I saw her grab ‘Joan’ and pull her out of the damning flames.   As the angelic form lifted off, it spotted me through the glass.  The winged figure then somehow communicated to me, ‘Silver celestial’ and disappeared in a bolt of lightning.”  Vivienne looked up at the twinkling stars, “I never did figure out how that celestial took the body with her, yet Joan was still burned to a husk.”  Shrugging and looking back at Faye, Vivienne smiled and gave her partner a quick kiss on the chin.

Sitting there half stunned from the little tale, Faye didn’t respond to the gentle kiss Vivienne gave her once the story was over.  It took the young vampire a few seconds to come to her senses enough to speak. “I-I don’t know what to…um…say.”  Faye half sputtered, “The thing actually looked at you?”

“Yes. Spoke to me as well, if you heard what I last told you.” Vivienne shrugged, “I should tell you that the event sparked my curiosity and I went looking all over for signs of ‘angels’ for many years after.”  She put her arms around Faye’s shoulders and neck, “I never found another one, only found lots of drawings and quite a few references to names.  Which is why I said silver and black agate.  That would appear to be what they answer to.”  Vivienne kissed Faye once more. “Does that settle your curiosity, Mon amour?”

Still star struck, Faye didn’t answer immediately and instead kept her kaleidoscope green eyes focused on her partner. -I am still wondering how I am a vampire..how can..-  She frantically thought to herself, before forcing the words out. “Vivienne.”  Faye leaned into Vivienne's chest and hugged her tightly, “I am still lost in a fog of my lost memories, I have this ever burning feeling in my throat, I am struggling with being a vampire, struggling with knowing I…”  She started to whisper, “...I killed people that didn’t deserve to die…and…and now you tell me there is a heaven and hell?”  Faye lifted herself up and gazed once more into Vivienne’s loving crystalline blue eyes, “I…I don’t know what to think or feel.”

“I never claimed heaven or hell, mon amour.”  Vivienne added coolly, “I only said that I saw one angel and what it told me it was.  Nothing more.”  Vivienne saw the concerned look in Faye’s tigress eyes, “I found the prospect comforting at the very least.”  Vivienne kissed Faye and whispered, “I do know that whatever lays ahead, I want you with me.”  Vivienne pressed her lips tightly to Faye’s, enjoying the silky feeling of her lips at first, then the smooth and gentle twists of their tongues as the frantic need passed and only passion remained.  Breaking the seal on their kiss, Vivienne pulled slowly away suckling on Faye’s tongue as she did so. “Mmm, my love.  That..”  Her French accent light and melodious, “...is my heaven.  You.”

Faye felt the pressured heat rising in her body and by complete accident, her heart started beating.  The rush of blood in her veins spiraled her thoughts and feelings in so many places at once.  Faye felt the cloud looming in her mind, a sadness in the fog that she didn’t quite understand.  Her body pulsed with excitement and sexual energy with the tantalizing earthy scent of rosemary that Vivienne seemed to sweat from her pores.  Vivienne’s words started to echo with the pulsing in Faye’s body and brought quick images of heaven being a cloudless night on some empty French countryside, while the couple swayed and kissed under a full moon. “I feel like my heart is going to jump out of my chest, Vivienne.”  Faye stammered between pumps in her chest. “Being this close to you…it…I…it is magnetic.”  She breathed out in frustration, seemingly unable to express herself clearly. “What did I do…to deserve all of this?”  

Faye shook her head, “I know this seems to be well traveled ground, but I don’t know…and can’t remember anything before meeting you really.”  Faye stopped trying to make sense and listened to her blood fueled dead heart that was pouncing in her chest.  Faye considered using her fangs to slice open the thin blouse that hugged Vivienne’s form, and amplified the perfect shape of the vampiresse's breasts. “Here I have perfection wrapped around my thighs, and I am so confused about what I want to do, who I am and wondering if this is all still a great dream.”

Vivienne stopped Faye from talking by pressing her ashen lips to Faye’s plump red ones.  Vivienne desperately wanted to show Faye that nothing that the two had experienced to this moment was a mistake or anything that the youngling needed to worry about.  Ancient fangs clicked into place and trapped Faye’s bottom lip between them intent on piercing a tiny hole for the couple to enjoy the limited taste of blood when a light and fluffy snowflake landed on both their noses.  Vivienne wrinkled her nose and looked up at the slow falling flakes and laughed. “A very rare sight here, mon amour.”  She held out one of her fingers and a flake landed and didn’t melt. “It’s been said no two are alike.”  She blew the ice crystal from her finger and looked back at Faye.

Faye’s body shook in pleasure for the few seconds that Vivienne both kissed and pulled her lip with her fangs.  Any self doubt disappeared the moment Vivienne’s heart shaped lips touched hers.  Every kiss reinforced that the chiseled and modelesque woman wrapped in her legs, loved her beyond measure, almost beyond words.  Faye let out a little whimper when she felt Vivienne’s fangs let go of her lips and started talking about the weather.  Internally, Faye was getting frustrated from the distractions.  First her ripped jeans, then the pointless story of angels and now this offending snow. “I swear something is working against me.”  Faye huffed.

Vivienne picked up Faye by her ass and kissed her jean covered core once, and followed it up with a heavy breath through the denim. “Your scent is always this close to me, mon amour.”

Faye didn’t have much time to unlock her feet before she was being held in a very suggestive position by her partner.  The kiss and breath sent a shock pulse through her pussy into her spine, making Faye fling her head back. “O..oh..God…yes…”  Faye started pulling her own hair as her muscles tightened, “Viv…Vivienne…Just…fuc…yes…yes…”  Faye suddenly started speaking wildly out of control. “Bite your name inside my legs…make my flesh and blood you…..yourssssss.”

Vivienne leaned forward to tear away the jeans that hid Faye’s cunny from her. -She is trusting you.  She doesn’t know herself completely yet.-  Vivienne breathed once more on her partner’s covered sex and felt a twinge of guilt pulling her away. “Oh douce pitié, je veux ton sexe maintenant. J'entends une promesse, mon amour. Je ne peux pas continuer, bien que je le veuille.”

Faye reluctantly lifted her head and glared down at her girlfriend, still holding her face in a very sexy position between her legs. “I-I–I think you said p-promise in there?”  Faye grunted desperately as her scent started emanating from the center of her jeans. “Why did you…”  Faye was about to say stop, when another snowflake fell and landed on her thigh.  Looking at the fascinating shape of the crystalized water, Faye instantly knew why and looked back at the frozen look in her partner’s desperate blue and red rimmed eyes. “No two are alike, Vivienne.”  Faye smiled and wiggled free of Vivienne’s delightful hold. “We will only have our first time once.”  Faye smiled and hugged Vivienne, “You remembered that I wanted it to be the right time.  I think I heard the word promise in there.”

“I realized that you still aren’t fully aware as to who or where you came from.”  Vivienne pulled Faye into a tight hug, “I said …. loosely translated, Oh sweet mercy, I want your sex right now. I hear a promise, my love.  I cannot go on, though I want to.”  Vivienne sighed, “When the time is right, Faye.”  Vivienne stood up and pointed to a couple that were still giggling at the end of the pier. “Let’s get a snack and forget about it for right now.”

Faye stopped her heart beating and took a steady breath before standing up and shaking off the sexual tension within her small frame. “Do you think we will taste..well.. them being horny again, Vivienne?”

“I do believe that the odds favor it, my love.”  Vivienne raised her eyebrow, “Need my help to keep from killing them?”

“Probably.”  Faye giggled. “Can you set an if…then clause?”

“Whatever do you mean, pinky?” Vivienne giggled back.

“Like this.  If Faye goes over five seconds, then stop her at seven seconds.” She waved her hand, “Something geeky like that.”

“Do you know how strange you are, mon amour?”  Vivienne smiled and blinked. “Very well, Faye. … I can’t believe I am doing this like you are a computer.”

“Get on with it, old lady.” Faye winked.

“If you go past five seconds while drinking, I want you to stop at seven seconds no questions.”  Vivienne thought about the command and nodded. “That should do it.”

“Let’s eat.” Faye laughed and sprinted off.