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Victoria, or How I Learned To Love Night Music 7/1
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Chapter 7: Advanced Techniques in Vampiring
Victoria was surprised that I returned home alone. "There are only a few
hours left before sunrise, and I want to play with them for a while."
Victoria frowned at me, obviously bothered by this. "I... do not like
this. Is bad idea."
I pleaded my case. "Please, Victoria. I _need_ to do this. You don't
know how much sleep I've lost, how stupid and inadequate I've felt with those
two women."
"So you are just being evil, and getting revenge on these two women,
nothing else?" she pressed.
"Yes, that's all it is. I'll show just how evil I can be next Saturday
after sundown. But at the moment... I'd rather be naughty." Victoria smiled
warmly, turned and headed for the bedroom without saying a word. The gleam
in her eyes spoke for her. I followed, undressing myself as I went. I
helped my wife undress, then placed my head between her thighs, licking
around her sensitive sex. "Ah-aahhhh!" she sighed, wrapping her legs around
my head. I plunged my tongue into her cunt. "Daaaa-viiiid..." I know what
Victoria likes.
The next few days were uneventful. I did feed on my favorite waitress one
night as she left work, though. "Hi Jonna," I cheerily said.
"Hi David! How are you and your new girlfriend doing?" she replied with
her ever-present smile.
"It's going pretty good." Concentrate. Look at her eyes. "We'll be
coming by for brunch Saturday, I think." Jonna walked towards me as I spoke,
and soon I was lapping at her sweet life as it flowed from her neck.
"Mmmmmmm..." Jonna purred. Her body relaxed in my arms. As I finished, she
clutched my arm for support. Her eyes were dreamy. "That was nice. Would
you do it again, please?" she asked, presenting her throat.
"Maybe another time, sweet Jonna. For now, you must forget what has
happened tonight with our meeting. We said hello, and that's all." I
returned home, wondering about Jonna's recall of the bite. "Victoria, I just
bit somebody, and she asked me to do it again right afterwards. How come she
remembered the bite?"
"She would make excellent vampire. She would even be your wife, if I were
not. You would bite her two more times. She is for you, in ways I cannot
explain. I only know that sometimes it happens. I had to bite you again,"
she explained. I nodded dumbly, and suddenly remembered Kelly. "I've bitten
Kelly twice already."
Victoria sat up. "It is good you did not bite her again. If you had, you
would have broken our marriage vow, and you would be full vampire."
My voice trembled as I asked, "Can I ever make a vampire?"
"You can, if you kill by drinking all the blood from the person. This is
why you must be careful when you are feeding. In three days, they will rise
and be full vampire. They will still be your slave forever." When Victoria
said that, I was a little frightened by (and for) myself. The memory of the
urge to keep drinking Michelle's blood was recalled very vividly. It had
taken a conscious effort to stop. It would have been so easy to give in...
My wife paused, eyes turning red. "I will not let another woman vampire have
you. You are mine, forever," she snarled. Leaning forward, she drove her
fangs into me, sending a blast of electricity through my body. I bit her
gently in return, completing the circuit. It sent the current through my
very soul. My wife's blood filled my mouth. I tasted the depth of
Victoria's needs, desires, and dreams.
I had to work late the next day; a big project was due at the end of the
week. The sun sank below the horizon, and I was still slogging through
endless code. Time dragged on and I lost track of it. "David? Are you
coming home tonight?" I spun around to see my wife standing in my office. A
small trickle of blood sat on the corner of her mouth.
"When? -- How? -- Where? ..." I sputtered.
Victoria pouted. "Questions? I thought you would kiss me, David. Are
you not happy to see me?" There was a hint of a smile in her eyes. She
pursed her lips, and I gave her a warm, wet kiss. "Much better," she smiled.
"I was driving in park to come here and car broke down," she explained. "It
was faster to come here for phone."
"You walked through the park by yourself after dark???" I exclaimed.
She was surprised by my outburst. "No, I flew. But it is wonderful you
are so protective of me. I love you too," Victoria replied. Her eyes
sparkled and she blew me a kiss. "Oh, I bit security guard. He would not
let me come to you."
I shrugged. "S'OK. They're pretty useless. You said you flew here?" I
asked, trying to decide if she was being sarcastic or not.
"Yes, as bat," she answered, surprised again. Then she recognized the
problem. "Oh, I never taught you that yet. We can be bats, like in book.
Come, forget work. I will teach you." My wife grabbed my hand and dragged
me out of my office. We went outside, and Victoria said, "Relax first.
Close your eyes. Feel the night, let it wrapyou in its arms. Listen for
the music of the night, it will tell you what to do."
I shut my eyes tightly, and tried to forget who I was, my job, my
deadline, breathing, eating. I was searching for the Zen state of mushin.
My thoughts became more random, things began to merely -- exist. A soft hum
began to fill my ears, and it became a part of my thoughts. In time,
however, it too merely existed.
"That is wonderful, David!!! You _are_ fast learner!" My wife's excited
shout shattered my tranquillity like a stone through a glass window. I
opened my eyes to find myself hovering a foot above Victoria's head. I
couldn't see my feet, but wings flashed periodically on the periphery of my
vision. I was a bat. OK, cool. Now what?
"Victoria, how do I change back?" Well, at least I could still speak.
That was nice. It even sounded like my voice.
Victoria looked at me mischievously and waved her hand around. "Fly
around first. All you have done is hover. I will not tell you until you
have flown for a while. Go on." She smiled sweetly at me as I flapped in
front of her face. "I love you."
"Yeah, right," I replied. I flapped a little harder and rose into the
air. I worked on learning how to go up and down, then on making turns.
After a little bit, I felt confident that I wouldn't crash into anything too
large and headed for the park. The breeze of the onrushing air filled my
nostrils. The clear crescent of the moon illuminated my wings, and I watched
the ground shift with each stroke. The freedom of true flight enveloped me;
my wing strokes became swifter, more sure. The hum that I had heard earlier
was now a fully orchestrated melody. It echoed through my blood, loudly
singing the praises of what I was now doing.
"Are you having fun yet?" Victoria asked. She must have followed me after
I flew away. She had caught up with me very quickly and unobtrusively. I
asked her where the car was. She banked away gracefully, using the barest
movement of a wing. I've got a lot to learn about this, I thought as I
flapped awkwardly after her. We found the car a lot sooner than we expected
to, because it drove beneath us as we turned. "The car is being stolen!"
Victoria cried, and turned again to give chase.
It was all I could do to catch up with her change of direction and
increased speed as we followed the car. I was amazed that I could see
everything so clearly from where I was. Apparently only real bats are blind.
We followed the car easily through a maze of detoured streets, and I was
ready to ask Victoria what we would do when the thieves got to where they
were going. Suddenly, the car stopped, and three youths got out, laughing
and high-fiving.
Victoria dove quickly. She tore through the laughing group before they
could react, and I saw one of the youths fall. Blood gushed from his throat,
which had been ripped apart. My enhanced vision was about to turn into a
detriment, for I had never seen my wife angry. Some things are better left
unseen. Victoria landed, turning back into a person (?), and confronted the
remaining two. I could only fly overhead and watch, because Victoria still
hadn't told me how to turn back.
One of the youths rushed her. "I don't know who the fuck you are, bitch,
but..." Whatever he was going to say was cut off as Victoria grabbed him,
picked him up and threw him with ease against a building. He hit just below
the second story, and fell to the ground with a dull thud. He didn't get up.
Gunshots sounded, and I heard my wife snarl. Frightened for her safety, and
reacting instinctively, I dove frantically, arriving at ground level just in
time to watch my wife RIP THE HEART OUT OF THE ALIVE (but not for long)
GUNMAN'S CHEST. His scream died a second after he did. Victoria nibbled on
the bloody lump of tissue in her hand and looked up at me. There was a look
a satisfaction on her face.
"David, come join me. Think of being flesh and blood, but stop flapping.
If you worry about flying, you won't change." I swallowed hard, stopped my
wings, there was a falling sensation... Poof! I was me again. "Do you want
some?" Victoria asked, extending the dead man's heart to me. "It is vampire
delicacy."
"Uhhh... nothanks," I replied quickly. My stomach was ver active at the
thought. I wondered if vampires could turn green. I looked at Victoria.
"Are you all right?" I asked her. "I heard gunshots."
"Yes, he shot me twice," Victoria nonchalantly answered. Before I could
go into a frenzy, Victoria held up her hand and said, " Is not problem. I
can not be harmed by regular bullet. But you must drive car back home. I
would get blood on seats. Very difficult to clean."
I stood, rooted firmly to the ground, and gaped at her. "You're
bleeding!" I state the obvious when I'm in shock.
Victoria waved her hand dismissively. "Do not worry, darling. I will
meet you back home." She smiled and pecked me on the cheek.
I drove the car home, and for the first time since I had become Victoria's
mate, realized just how different I was. Alone with my thoughts, I began to
worry about how different my life would be. What kind of person would I
become with the powers I now possessed? Sure, I was going to get revenge on
Kelly and Michelle, but they deserved it... didn't they? What other magical
powers did I have that Victoria hadn't shown me yet? Would she teach me
everything I could do? And when? What, if anything, was our Achilles' Heel?
All of these questions disappeared from my mind when I was greeted at the
door by a completely healed, and naked Victoria. "Enter freely and of your
own will," she purred seductively.
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