Where Blood Flows

My Love

                              1959
Six years ago, we had a plan. We were going to get out of here. Being a vampire means that you must feed on blood to survive and stay strong, there were three of us. We needed one to stay strong to get the other two out, Damon Salvatore was supposed to help us. We gave him our small amount of rations of blood and we became weak while he got stronger. Then, when the time came. He left us, in a fire. But we survived, I laugh to myself. What a shame, "Nimiria, are you alright?" Enzo's voice sounds from the other side of the wall. He's as weak as I am, I take a breath to stay calm. "Enzo, I-I don't know how much longer I can do this. I don't want to feel this anymore" I say, feeling the tears slide down my cheeks. I listen as he shuffles around, "Y-you are strong. You can do this Nimi-" he begins. I hear a thump onto the floor and begin to panic. "Enzo? Enzo?" I say, placing my hand against the wall. No no please, please don't leave me here. Please be okay. I start beating on the wall as much as I can, "Settle down, just gonna do some testing on your friend" the doctor says. He and others have experimented on us for years, I will never forget the feeling of their hands on my organs. Looking down to see myself cut open. Looking beside me to see Enzo cut open like he's not a person. Like he's some object.

                             Now
I was lucky to get out, Damon had come back for us. At least that's what he claims, I don't believe him nor do I trust him. He will forever be a traitor in my eyes. "Hello gorgeous" I hear a heavy British accent speak from behind me. I turn to see him smiling, "Enzo" I whisper under my breath. I run to him and smash my lips to his, it has only been a week since we've seen each other. But it feels like eternity, "I've missed you" he says into the kiss as he picks me up and pushes me against the wall. I kiss his cheek and down his neck, feeling his warm skin on my lips. I know I won't be able to mark him, but I do want him to feel everything. "I've missed you and I want you" I say, catching my breath. I tear away his shirt and push him onto the bed using my vampire strength. He chuckles as I get closer he yanks my arm and flips me over. "You know I'm always on top, gorgeous" he says, his hands go to my waist and up my shirt. Every touch sends sparks throughout my entire body. I feel like the fourth of July these humans always seem to celebrate. Enzo helps me remove my shirt and I take the opportunity to flip us back so that I am on top. "Now now, my love. You know sharing is an act of kindness" I say, kissing him again. Only to be flipped back over, "Who said I wanted to be kind. Or gentle" he whispers the last two words into my ear. Making a warmness erupt from below, "Does that make you wet, gorgeous?" he questions, as he twiddles his finger on the button of my jeans.

I buck my hips up, in hopes that he'll remove the clothing and be everything but gentle or kind right now. He uses his vampire speed to remove my jeans, so I am left in my lacy bra and panties. "I'm sure you're soaking already princess" he whispers seductively, I squeeze my eyes shut as his warm hand places against my thigh. He then tears the panties off exposing my core to the cold air. Causing me to whimper, are first time was sweet and gentle. I can tell now that he plans to be naughty. "I want to taste you so badly, gorgeous. But, you know how I love when you beg for me" he whispers, he leans his head down and blows onto my core. Only making me wetter and want him more, but I'm not begging him. I shake my head, he sighs in annoyance. Then I open my eyes when I feel hands around my throat. I love when he's like this, I love when he becomes dangerous Enzo.

"I won't ask you to beg again, beg or you will not be pleasured" he says. I take a few breaths and then get the strength to flip us over. I use enough time to yank a pillow case off a pillow. Tying him against the bar, I know he can break free if he wants to. But I believe he likes my sudden act of confidence. I place my hand against his face and whisper, "I do not beg my love" I trail my fingers down his chest and to my core. I want to make him as hard as I possibly can, make him beg for me. I rub my fingers against my bare clit letting him observe. I am a little older than him in vampire years, so I'm a bit stronger. I can keep him down. Pleasure fills my body, I use my other hand unclasp my bra, exposing my tits to Enzo. His tongue runs over his lips, I can tell he wants nothing more than to fuck me. But he'll let me have my fun. "Oh Enzo" I moan, sticking one of my small fingers inside of me. His fingers work much better than mine but it's enough for pleasure. "Rub that pussy faster baby, show me how dirty you can be" Enzo says. I put my head back and do as he says, bucking my hips at the rhythm of my fingers. I can feel his bulge inside his jeans. I stop pleasuring myself to help him out of them but then hear a tear and feel his hand against my throat making me gasp.

"Don't. Fucking. Stop" he says each word slowly. I moan when he lets me go, Enzo always always me to finish before he will. He always wants to watch me. I move my hand back against my clit and he moves me off of him so he can strip from his jeans. I watch as he tries to hide his big cock from me with his briefs. I place another finger inside of myself and look into his eyes as his hand moves up and down against his length as he watches me in amazement. "I want to fuck you until you can't wal-" he begins. "Love?" I hear a voice ask, snapping me back into reality. I find myself staring out the window day dreaming. I turn around and see Enzo standing there, fully clothed and everything. Oh, what is wrong with me. Why am I having these dirty thoughts about my best friend?