Vivienne

Vivienne gracefully glided over to where Faye was crouched over and crushing her eyes shut. She gently placed her hand on the younger vampire’s shoulder, running her hands over her olive toned skin.  Feeling the sheer amount of heat pulsing from her partner's shoulder Vivienne knew that she had to soothe Faye in order to preserve the blood she was using with her emotional desire.  “Faye, my dearest.” Vivienne soothed, “You are using the blood within your body, fighting what you are feeling.  We only have one container of blood left for you.  Come now, let me have your hand and feel the cool touch of mine.  Try to focus on my hand and its chill, bring yourself back to your new nature.”  

Faye placed her hand within Vivienne’s and pulled herself upright.  The newborn started to feel better and took a breath out of habit to steady herself, causing her body once more to flare up.“You still aren’t making this any easier.  I can smell you, feel you, see your eyes in my head.” 

Vivienne caught Faye as she tried to once more double over.  “Allow me to suggest one thing that might help.  Don’t use your nose.  You can breathe enough to talk to me, otherwise you don’t actually need to breathe.”

“What about your eyes?  They are entrancing.” Faye bleakly expressed.

“As are yours, mon amour.” Vivienne reassured.

“They are?”  Faye asked sheepishly.

“I see the sparkle there.  I see what seems like an array of swirling green mixed with the maroon of a hot iron ring surrounding them.  Your eyes are so enticing and open to me, that all I want to do is bask in them for a century.  I see a vast intelligence there.  I feel the hope of love piercing into me.  It is like you see every part of my old existence.”  Vivienne catches another breath and takes her other hand, placing it on her cheek. “I see eternity in your eyes.  I don’t want to look away.” Vivienne teared up the second she squeaked out the word eternity, and the small crimson drop added another line of blush to the other streaks that had dried to a dull red hue on her cheek.  “I ache down all over when I don’t see them.”

“I am aching now, but it is a good ache.  One I cannot give up.”  Faye whispered between them, preserving the moment.

Disturbing the silence between the twin vampires, the small clock radio in the room started playing music and the soft tones of Fleetwood Mac caused the couple to sway through a few lines being played.

“...Have mercy, baby on a poor girl like me,

You know I'm falling, falling, falling at your feet,

I'm tingling right from my head to my toes,

So help me, help me, help me make the feeling go,

'Cause when the loving starts, and the lights go down,

And there's not another living soul around,

You woo me until the sun comes up,

And you say that you love me..”

When the last line of the simple song passed between them, Vivienne slowly spun Faye away from her and winked before heading to the bathroom. “Lovely dance, mon amour.”  She blew her a kiss playfully.

This room was much like the one downstairs, except instead of a shiny copper tub, it was a very dark granite looking tub, without a shower attached.  The inside was meant for two people and to be filled and used like a jacuzzi.  Vivienne stepped back and then pushed Faye inside the room first, pressing softly at the base of the young vampires back. 

“Don’t be shy.  What is mine is yours now.  I find that the jets in the tub are interesting to have running.  The person that sold me the tub said it would be relaxing.”

“That was code for, I am adding another six-hundred dollars.”

“Perhaps.  All the same, the heat of the water with the salts and the lavender I find soothing and keeps – it – at bay.”

“It?”

“Yes.  I will explain more after you shower.”  Vivienne points to a glass door to the right of the tub. “Get out of those bloody rags and let’s get that lovely form of yours a little less war torn and more civilized.”

Faye bit her lower lip a moment, finally enjoying the pressure of having her fang there.  “I am still nervous about my body, Vivienne.  I know you have seen me..bare..” Her voice catches as she looks over the gruesome scene that is all over her. “..I guess modesty is out the window at this point.”

“That is one way to look at it.”  Vivienne coolly added as she pulled her partner to the shower and opened the glass door. “I am not going to do anything that you are not comfortable with, Faye.”  She caught the Korean woman’s chin with her thumb and forefinger. “There isn’t a time limit anymore.  We can go as slow or as fast as you like.”  Vivienne gives Faye a soft and gentle kiss on her cheek. “I would enjoy knowing more about my TigerLily.”

Faye felt herself beginning to heat up from the small touch and kiss, almost doubling over once again as her loins started to burn and ache in sexual need.  She quickly reflected on Vivienne’s words about using up blood reserves and once more gazed into the soothing eyes of her companion. “I wish this confusion would stop making me so..excited.”  Faye shivered and panted.

“There is a way.” Vivienne offered stoically.

“What do you mean, and please don’t be obtuse like you have been.  Be direct, because I want to look at you and not immediately want to be wrapped in your arms.”

“I am confused as to why that is a problem, Faye.  You gave me a kiss that I am still thinking about.”

“You are?”  Faye smiled and kept her fang firmly in place on her lip.

Raising one sloped eyebrow, Vivienne gave a pleasant look back. “You are too much, mon amour.  You know I am thinking about it.  Just like you, I can think about lots of things at once.”  Vivienne reached around Faye and turned the dials on the shower. “Let me do this for you Faye.”  

Faye watched as Vivienne adjusted the dials until the water started spraying out water hot enough to produce fresh white plumes of steam.  Faye only used the puffy clouds to distract her from what was really on her mind. -She’s barely touching you, and you don’t want to stand.-  Vivienne’s last words echoed in her mind and all she found herself able to do was shake her head and softly add, “What do you want..to do?” Faye stood in silence for a tense moment as the hot water had already started melting the clotted blood from her feet.  “Pamper you, let your mind rest.  Let you get comfortable with us.” A french accent brushed lightly against Faye’s ear, sending a deathly sensual chill along the Korean’s body.  With the guiding pressure from Vivienne’s soft touch still residing at the base of her spine, Faye immersed herself in the heavenly stream coming from above.  The thermal and glistening shower streams absorbed into her gore ridden black and pink streaked hair.  Faye took a habitual deep breath with the feeling of the water permeating her skin.  Her mind caused her body to tense anticipating the sweet scent of her partner. 

“Focus on the water, mon amour.  I am here, I will not let you fall.”  Vivienne once more whispered into Faye’s ear. “I am going to just pick some of this mess out of your hair.”  Vivienne pointed to the shower wall and the different items within a small copper basket.  “There is obviously my soap in there.  I am not sure you will like the scent, but it is infused with cucumber to supposedly make…”  She clears her throat having watched too many commercials, and fakes an ad. “..Your body feels open and alive.  The cucumber gives you the woman of the wild the clean feeling..”  Vivienne gets her French voice back, “..whatever that means.”

The little joke caused Faye to chuckle and forget about the myriad of sensations her girlfriend had been bringing out of her.  She wanted to give Vivienne something other than the desperate thoughts of sex and desire from the tiger she felt padding just outside of her mind’s vision.  She wanted to give her maker a level of confidence, reassurance that the ancient vampire deserved.  Faye nestled in the warmth of the shower and its match within her chest before speaking. “Will you wash my hair, Please?”

“Nothing would please me more.  I only have the shampoo there, Herbal Essences.  It is a  grapefruit and mosa mint.  Kindly pass it to me, please.”

Faye picked up the bottle and when she read the label, a rush of blood pulsed into her pussy scenting the shower in a light sexual musk. “Of course.  A naked volume, Vivienne I swear you have to be doing this to me on purpose.”

Vivienne wobbled for a split second as the mouth watering fragrance of Faye’s sex interrupted the quiet moment the two were having. “I..I”  She stammered and nearly dropped the bottle of shampoo that Faye handed her.  “Étoiles au-dessus, mon amour” Vivienne softly exclaimed then continued, “It is taking all my willpower to just stand.  So who is doing what on purpose, I should ask.”

Faye giggled and turned her feet inward and tightened her thighs. “Sorry, I didn’t know that would happen.”

Vivienne regained the strength in her legs and poured a healthy glob of shampoo in her hands, before massaging the short black and pink hair Faye possessed. “Nothing to be sorry for, Faye.”  She purred lightly, “I am wondering what else we will discover about each other.”  Her hands pulled through the locks, removing the bits of bone and flesh. “How does this feel, my love?”

-Miraculous- the word blinked in Faye’s green eyed mind.  Faye stood frozen in the fear and excitement of this woman doing the simple act of cleaning her, starting with her head.  The sharp nails flecked away the clots of blood that had attached to her scalp with the simplest of ease, followed with a faithful pressured touch that reassured the Korean woman. “Your touch is so..magnetic.  It feels like...like…familiar and intimate, something I could bask in for hours.”

“If that is what you want, mon amour.  Having you beside me like this, I want to do this for hours.”  Vivienne delicately sang the words.  Vivienne looked at the soap and noted it had taken on a maroon look.  She reached for the shower-head and disconnected it, and started to flush the essence shampoo from Faye’s scalp. “There we go.  I think at least one more gentle scrubbing is in order, for you.”

“Do you plan to wash my body too, Vivienne?”  Faye asked with a hint of desire.

“Perhaps that is unwise?”  The doctor played back.

“You did it again.”

“Did what, mon amour?”  Vivienne giggled and started scrubbing Faye’s hair once more. “I couldn’t resist.  I will wash you, if that is what you want Faye.”

Reaching for the cucumber soap and a loofah, Faye infused the liquid until it had suds all over.  Starting with her shoulders, Faye took a sensual step back, so that she felt Vivienne’s breasts pressed into her back. “The advertising for this is quite good, the scent is relaxing and I certainly want to be open and alive.”  She teased.  Faye heard Vivienne clear her throat and felt her hands stop massaging her scalp a minute. “Are you alright back there?”