bleeding heart
Aug. 9th, 2023 10:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vindolettaInspired by
On AO3
Warnings: blood drinking, power imbalance
Julia woke up with a pasty mouth, hearing that painted a mental map of the room she was in, and a heart that didn't beat anymore.
The last one was the least of her problems, really. Her tongue was stuck to her palate and her throat burned and seemed to get gravel stuck in it. If she could, she would've groaned in pain, but she felt too weak.
After what seemed like an eternity on hell, the sound of steps coming closer showed Julia the diffuse image of a tall person carrying something and striding confidently towards her. They toed Julia on a leg.
"Are you awake?"
Julia groaned and turned her head towards the voice.
"Just a moment, I have just the thing here."
There was shuffling, the noise of something being ripped, and the most appetizing smell Julia had ever sensed. She swallowed unconsciously and felt how a liquid trickle made it past her lips, drop by drop easing that torturous thirst. When she finished, she leaned back against the wall, content.
"That good, huh? You're a mess." The voice sounded joyfully derisive, the person squatted in front of her. Julia squinted her eyes open, only able to see the figure of a dark-haired woman before she had to close them again against the harsh sunlight.
"Don't force yourself; you're the weakest neophyte I've ever seen. I'll come by again soon. But until then…"
Julia felt lips kissing her on the cheeks, around the mouth, on the mouth, followed by a tongue that licked every little inch. When Julia parted her lips in shock, the tongue dived in and thoroughly ravished her.
A hot, squirmy feeling was growing in Julia's gut, but suddenly, the person pulled back.
"There. Not a trace of blood left." No, what? Why did the woman stop? Julia felt the other stand up and pick up the things she had brought. Where was she going?
Julia made a sound of protest, and the woman patted her head, as if Julia was a child. Or a dog.
"I'm going to come back later with more. Sit tight until then." With a giggle, the woman moved away until the steps faded and Julia was all alone again.
She spent a long time dazed, going over every word. When she finally put her thoughts in order, Julia realized the woman had really given her blood to drink, and that that had been her first kiss.
Part 2 (power imbalance, lactation kink)
On AO3
Warnings: blood drinking, power imbalance
Julia woke up with a pasty mouth, hearing that painted a mental map of the room she was in, and a heart that didn't beat anymore.
The last one was the least of her problems, really. Her tongue was stuck to her palate and her throat burned and seemed to get gravel stuck in it. If she could, she would've groaned in pain, but she felt too weak.
After what seemed like an eternity on hell, the sound of steps coming closer showed Julia the diffuse image of a tall person carrying something and striding confidently towards her. They toed Julia on a leg.
"Are you awake?"
Julia groaned and turned her head towards the voice.
"Just a moment, I have just the thing here."
There was shuffling, the noise of something being ripped, and the most appetizing smell Julia had ever sensed. She swallowed unconsciously and felt how a liquid trickle made it past her lips, drop by drop easing that torturous thirst. When she finished, she leaned back against the wall, content.
"That good, huh? You're a mess." The voice sounded joyfully derisive, the person squatted in front of her. Julia squinted her eyes open, only able to see the figure of a dark-haired woman before she had to close them again against the harsh sunlight.
"Don't force yourself; you're the weakest neophyte I've ever seen. I'll come by again soon. But until then…"
Julia felt lips kissing her on the cheeks, around the mouth, on the mouth, followed by a tongue that licked every little inch. When Julia parted her lips in shock, the tongue dived in and thoroughly ravished her.
A hot, squirmy feeling was growing in Julia's gut, but suddenly, the person pulled back.
"There. Not a trace of blood left." No, what? Why did the woman stop? Julia felt the other stand up and pick up the things she had brought. Where was she going?
Julia made a sound of protest, and the woman patted her head, as if Julia was a child. Or a dog.
"I'm going to come back later with more. Sit tight until then." With a giggle, the woman moved away until the steps faded and Julia was all alone again.
She spent a long time dazed, going over every word. When she finally put her thoughts in order, Julia realized the woman had really given her blood to drink, and that that had been her first kiss.
Part 2 (power imbalance, lactation kink)
