Zeila's Oneshots

Valentine's Day Special! - Caterina and Ivette

Blood vampire: vampire descended from humans
True blood vampire: vampire descended from Dracula

Warning⚠️
This oneshot depicts
-Public sex
-Size Difference
-Intersex top

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Theme: Futuristic Renaissance, Alternate Universe, Vampires

Ivette's P.O.V

Welcome to the Evelant Estate! We value you as a welcome guest! Guest? I guess. I mean I'd only be here for as long as they'd let me. I don't think they'll let me stay long. I'm a convict, a very infamous one at that.

And I'm not even a rare blood type like the ABs or even B-. I'm just O-, which isn't super common, but not super rare. I guess it's average. Or above depending on who you ask. But it wouldn't be enough to keep a skilled thief in between their ranks.

I look at the extravagant invitation over and over again. Reading the intricately written (or typed if we're being realistic) words on the fancy cardstock paper. I've never held anything so casually expensive in my entire life.

A simple confirmation that I got the job as a donor on the 'exquisite' Evelant Estate must have cost at least, I don't know, a small fortune? I wonder how many people got one of these stupid job invitation cards?

How many people did they hire who are normal and not like me? People without a dark past and desire to be a new person, to have a new life. I couldn't believe I was starting that new life at the Evelant Estate though.

I've stolen from the Evelant Estate. But that never happened, because I never got caught for that shit. Should I return their stuff to them? Nah! It would be too coincidental that as soon as I show up so do a whole bunch of stolen items.

I'll just keep my head low and work. That's all I could do. You got this Ivette!

If a blood vampire like you can pull off one of the most infamous unsolved heists in Vampire history, then you can definitely go straight! Yea! I can go straight for sure, plus being crooked only gets you so far.

"We're here," my train conductor says while he messes with the driving console of the train car. I look out the window at the 'small but cozy cottage fit for one!' that I was supposed to be living in. Glad I didn't bring any furniture cuz this is ridiculous.

Even the fucking projects had better square footage. "Small but cozy my ass..." I grumble to myself. The conductor chuckles as he finally gets the train car to stop in front of the backyard of Miss Small but Cozy over there.

"She's bigger on the inside but not by much. If you can jenga a couple things and get creative you'll get used to it." I nod disappointedly.

"You know back home in Stockton they had better living arrangements than this shit. Small but cozy is outrageous." Conductor guys smiles sympathetically while he unloads my things onto my porch.

"I lived in the Baze and they gave you a little balcony on the upper floors of my childhood apartments." I finally manage to push my mattress out the train's trunk and look over at my escort.

"Baze huh? Not too far from Stockton at all.." I brazenly size the guy up and he does look like he's from the hood once you get a good look at him.

"Oh fo sho. Close enough to be able to get relatively accurate stories about a particular blood vampire taking over the underground." He smiles devilishly and I return the gesture.

"So you know about me!" "Couldn't not know! You took the streets by storm Robin Hood." I waved him off smiling, it still felt good to be recognized by someone who at least grew up similarly.