Starlight glitters over Varuna, the city of neon lights and broken dreams. The sun begins to settle below the western horizon as Vaela and Lilith fly across asphalt toward the city's lights. Vaela lounges deep into her plush, leather seat basking in the warm, evening air that blows over her. The smell of lust and temptation seems to pervade the air around them.
"How about him?" Lilith asks.
She holds one hand on the wheel and another scrolling through the phone as the car moves through the woods like a beast in heat, eyes barely on the road as she controls hundreds of horsepower effortlessly.
"He's like, a 1000 years old." Vaela groans.
"Ogrim Von Horitzberg, the biggest blood banker in the city. Very powerful, very influential and infamous for building his fortune through the exploitation of the liquids and labour of humans. He's perfect for you. A little seduction with a side of revenge."
"He's basically my old boss' boss." Vaela retorts. "He called me 'child' once."
She recoils at the thought of physical interaction with the ancient vampire. Scrolling through the phone, she taps on a face, revealing the image of a handsome young man, his eyes aglow with a golden hue, face carved like that of a Greek god.
"Him!" Vaela says, a knowing grin across her face.
"Lucien Von Horitzberg, Ogrim's youngest son and chosen heir for his blood bank empire. He is definitely easy on the eyes and obscenely wealthy… " Lilith smirks, her tongue sliding across her lips. "Hmmm… and that jaw."
"I met him at my job a few times. Had a crush on him for months." Vaela admits, giggling like a schoolgirl. "... and so many dreams."
"Vampires see humans as little more than food and play things, you know."
Vaela nods with a sly smile. "I know."
"You human women are hopeless." Lilith chuckles. "But… he's a decent first choice. A little lust and nostalgia goes a long way to get one's juices flowing."
"He barely acknowledged my existence before, and he's one of the most desirable men in the city. Can I really do this?"
"Adoberable." Lilith whispered
She reached out, brushing her fingers along Vaela's jaw until a sudden warmth weaved its way into her flesh. Like the scent of fresh jasmine or a long kiss underneath a summer rain, the sensation bloomed beneath her skin like the hatching butterflies.
"There… " Lilith smiles as the heat from her hand intensifies, soft smoke emanating from her red skin.
Vaela feels a shift in the very core of her being, like a knot untying from her mind, a thread tugging at feelings and emotions that have long been buried in the deepest parts of her soul. She feels the beginnings of a hot, burning aura bubbling up from her core.
"It's just a little, but it will help you get noticed."
The car slides to a stop outside the bright red doors of The House of Hemo, an exclusive, vampire-owned nightclub that Vaela could only dream of entering. The vicinity pulsed with the sounds of deep bass. Crimson, neon lights lit up the entrance where rich, young vampires and the occasional well-off werewolf loitered about.
"One more thing," Lilith said grinning, and with a snap of her fingers, Vaela's outfit instantly transformed under a puff of smoke. Ample cleavage blossomed, a deep slit whispered visions of her long, slender legs and her perfectly shaped posterior completed her faultless frame. Shimmering stilettos adorned her feet, dancing with reflections of neon light.
Vaela exits the car and struts toward the entrance. Non-human eyes follow her every footstep as she approaches the massive, muscled wolf-man that guards the red doors.
Without a word, he nods and steps aside, pulling open the door for Viola, gently seeing her into the club as he smiles wide, revealing a wall of pearly, white teeth crowned with gigantic fangs.
She steps into a dream of carved obsidian and flashing lights. Glowing eyes watch on from dark corners hidden in a crimson haze. A deep, pounding bass rumbles up from the marble floors, like the heartbeat of a sleeping vampire.
Gazing around, heart pounding in her ears, she sees her target up on a balcony in the VIP section of the club. Surrounded by gorgeous women that ooze with sexual appeal.
"And there's our first victim." Lilith whispers softly in Vaela's ear, her voice calm and gentle, yet drowning out the wall of noise coming from enormous speakers all around the room.
"Holy… you need to hide! If someone sees you!" Vaela scowls under her breath, looking around furiously as Lilith floats about in the air around her.
"Relax, kitten. Nobody sees me unless I want them to." Lilith assures. "Go grab a drink, you're stiff as a stick out here."
Vaela quickly shuffles over to the bar and slumps into a seat, ordering a light cocktail as she steals glances of Lucien being pampered by a harem of beautiful women.
"There's no way! Do you expect me to just walk up there?" Vaela whispers into her drink.
"You're way too nervous." Lilith moans. "You need to loosen up. Why don't you go dance a little."
Vaela turns to the dance floor where a horde of people move about in crude unison, rubbing and gyrating upon each other under strobing lights and thumping beats. The scene looks enticing, like a orgy of audio and mutual attunement, she feels her body pulled toward the vortex of tangling bodies, sweating and panting on one another.
Biting at her lip, her eyes smokey and sultry, she slinks toward the dance floor and weaves in between the masses of intertwined flesh. Pulsing her body with the pounding bass, she slowly twists and gyrates as the overwhelming noise drowns out all apprehensions and she finds her body lost in the moment, her senses raptured by the orgasmic fusion of music and movement.
She moans deeply as foreign hands caress her, their fleeting touches finding her body until her own fingers find herself and she weaves her hands all across her flesh, seeking out hidden corners of pleasure.
The music builds to a crescendo, bass thumping like a heart drunk on love as its powerful sensations build themselves to a climax within her body. And as the beat bursts into its finale, like a sensual rainbow, Vaela's body erupts with unknown feelings of pure, unfiltered pleasure.
She gasps, exhales and gasps again. Letting the sensations settle across her body as she slumps onto the dance floor, her hair a mess and sweat pervading her body.
Coming to her senses, she giggles and quickly runs off to the bathroom.
"That… was… AMAZING!" She shrieks into the bathroom mirror as Lilith hovers beside her smiling proudly.
"That really was." Lilith affirms. "And that was all you."
"Holy shit." Vaela chuckles. "I… I had know idea I could even do that. That was… that was everything!"
"Shhh!" Lilith sneers before vanishing in a puff.
A woman slips into the bathroom, greeting Vaela with a swift nod. She moves to stall, but hesitates and turns back toward the mirrors.
"I know this is super weird…" the woman says as she stands next to Vaela, staring at her in the mirror, her fangs poking out from under her lip. "... but what you did out there, that was fucking hot. I swear, I never do this, but, um… if you're ever looking for some fun or whatever, call me."
She slips a small note to Vaela with a number scrawled over it, rinses off her hands and swiftly exits the bathroom, seeing Vaela off with a nod, after stealing a few more glances of her figure.
Vaela stands staring at herself in the mirror, wide eyed and smiling.
"Feels good right…" Lilith whispers as she pops back into existence.
Vaela nods enthusiastically.
"Finish up, get back to the bar… let's see what the men thought of your performance."
Vaele quickly realigns her hair, and touches up her makeup before confidently strutting from the bathroom. Each click of her heels on the cold marble seemed to signal another pair of eyes to stare at her. By the time she reaches the bar the entire club seemed to go quiet with anticipation, awaiting her decision.
She slumps into her seat and is immediately greeted by an army of drinks and cocktails set before her.
"I-I-It's from…. um… e-everyone." The bartender stutters, gesturing to the entire club with a swing of his arm.
Vaela turns her gaze across the room, its smoky haze filled with dozens of glowing eyes staring at her as the scent of lust and temptation pervades her presence.
"No thanks." she says with a sly smile as she turns back to the barman who stares at her wide-eyed and quivering, overwhelmed by her presence.
"Um, I'm s-sorry ma'am, but the gentleman up there insisted I present this to you." The man splutters as she shakingly presents an unopened bottle of 30 year old champagne. " A gift from Mr. Von Horitzberg."
Vaela turns her gaze up to the balcony. Lucien sits alone, staring at her intently, the golden glow of his eyes cutting through the dim lighting and haze. A soft grin curls onto his face as Vaela stares back at him.
"The, um, gentleman, also asked me to l-let you know that you are welcome to enjoy your gift at his table."
Vaela chuckles softly as she turns back to the barkeep. She grabs the bottle, pops off the lid and swigs and a solid gulp. A long burning sigh follows. With a bite of her lip, she locks eyes with Lucien as she lifts from her seat and slowly struts toward the stairs.
"Never!" Lilith rasps, stopping Vaela's march with a finger to her forehead. "A seductress never chases her prey. You make him come to you. Sit. Down."
Vaela twists back around and slumps back into her bar seat, she moves to glance at Lucien, but Lilith slaps her back.
"You're letting him seduce you." Lilith sighs. "Seduction is your battleground, you are its master. Control all aspects of it, or else it will control you."
Vaela snarls, not at Lilith but the realization the demoness was right. Her heart burned at the chance to be noticed by the vampiric Adonis. She was seduced by him as much as he was by her.
"You're so close, kitten." Lilith coos. "He already wants you… now we will make him need you."