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 Dark Love and Desire; Part 1
Tags: M/g, vampire, pedo, petting, oral



   I never knew much of what went on in the world, aside from the normal
daily routine I kept myself in, the usual 9-5 job, and a love life that had
been nonexistant since my year and a half at college.

   But all that changed one night, which I don't think anyone could have
ever thought would happen.

   I had just got off work after covering a co-workers End Shift at a
Clinic, and it was just after 10 pm, and I was craving something to eat, so
I pulled up to a Taco Bell, and hit the drive thru.

   After ordering my chalupas and a Pepsi, I pulled into the empty parking
lot to eat before my food got too cold.  Preparing to enjoy my first thing
to eat since around 2 pm, I thought I heard a scream.  Then the sound of
glass breaking.

   I looked over to the building, and saw what looked like the pair of
employees inside, running from something, so I got out of my car, and got
closer, trying to see what was going on inside.



   As I approached one of the large side windows, I noticed it was
shattered, as shards of glass were scattered.  Then, much to my horror, I
saw one of the employees, lying, barely breathing, as blood covered her
uniform, as well as having pooled on the tile.

   I looked inside as I traipsed into the building, and saw the woman was
dying.  She looked up at me, and tried to speak.  "I...it was a
girl....she....she bit me....!" the horrified woman exclaimed.

   Taking out my cellphone, I readied to dial 9-1-1, when I heard a softly
crying girl coming from behind the counter.  Not too sure on what I was
expecting to find, I walked behind the counter, and saw another body, that
of the second employee, who was pale as a sheet, as his blood looked to
have been drained, yet barely a drop remained on the floor.

   Still hearing the soft crying of what sounded like a little girl, I
peered behind a partial wall, where the food is prepared, and saw the
source.  Barely wearing anything more than a tattered dress, and barefoot,
a little girl, dark brown hair, pale skin, no more than 8 or 9, was
weeping, as her chin dripped with blood.  Not noticing me at first, as she
wept softly, I accidentaly kicked a metal spoon, and got her attention.

   She gasped, more frightened than anything as I stopped where I was. 
Looking at me with the deepest blue eyes.  "I...I didn't mean to...." she
began to apologize to me, as she was still huddled on the floor.

   I looked at her, seeing a slight sparkle off of what appeared to be a
fang.  Then it hit me, and shocked the hell out of me.  She was a vampire.
"Did you...attack them?" I asked her, as I hesitantly approached her.

   She nodded, then I could tell she really was scared.  "I....I was
hungry...and the taco I had wasn't good..." she began again, still looking
up at me with her blue eyes, reddened by her tears.

   Not sure what to say to a little girl vampire, but knowing well enough
that a child needs to feel some affection, I knelt next to her, fairly
certain I wasn't about to be her dessert, and brushed her hair out of her
face.  "What's your name...?" I asked.

   "Tabitha..." she replied, sniffling a little.

   "You're a vampire....aren't you?" I asked her.

   Another light nod, then she looked over at where the lifeless body of
the employee lay.  "I didn't mean to....but my mother used to say "WE need
to drink, to live"....but I didn't want to..." she began once more.

   "Your mother?" I asked, out of a dual-case of curiosity.  ONE: Where was
her mother?  and TWO: Vampires had Mothers?  I always, well, what with
several takes on the myth and legend behind Vampires over the last few
centuries, plus Hollywood's takes as well, I had no clue about the FACTS of
Vampires.  HELL, I didn't even know they were even real.

   "She...she died..." Tabitha sighed, as I could tell she was still
feeling such a close loss in her life.

   "I'm sorry..." I nodded, as I didn't even care about her vampiric
nature, but more about the sadness in her eyes.  I stood back up, and she
grabbed my hand.  She smiled, and a glimmer of hope was in her eyes.

   "What's your name?" she asked.

   "Andy..." I smiled, as I knew I was safe.

   "Andy..." she began, looking over at the body.  "Are you afraid...I
drink blood...I'm a vampire..." she stated.

   I shook my head.  "I'm not afraid, don't worry...you gonna drink my
blood?" I asked.

   She shook her head.  "I promise...besides, I don't like the taste...even
if I'm supposed to..." she smirked.

   I chuckled, then noticed her dress, which wasn't much of anything
anymore.  "How long have you been alone?" I asked.

   "Since I was...well, a long time now...my mom died a long time ago, when
I was real little...and I was living with some others." she explained.

   "Others?  Other Vampires...?" (Mind Blown) I asked.

   "Over by the library...but they don't really care for me..." she told
me.

   I knew what I wanted to ask her.  But wasn't sure, once again, on the
ACTUALITY of Vampires.  "Do you wanna come home with me?" I asked.

   "Can I?" she asked back.

   I smiled.  "Of course.  But lets go...I don't know what'll happen if
anyone else shows up..." I told her.

   As we got into my car, I noticed my cold chalupas, and dove in anyway,
still hungry, and having the hollow-feeling of seeing the employees dead. I
knew Tabitha was a vampire, and she was a blood-drinking vampire, but she
was also a little girl, and I wasn't about to let a little girl go
homeless, or without anyone to care for her.  Even if she could very well
drink my blood.

   "Andy...what do I do if I get hungry?" she asked me, as I looked at her
face, still covered in some blood.  I handed her a napkin, which she used
as best as she could, and she smiled.

   "Well...I work at a hospital...so I think I can get you, well,
y'know..." I told her, not caring about what I knew would be an odd ring of
"blood thefts" in the near future.

   She just smiled, and we left the parking lot.

   I could hardly wait to see the news later.

   About half an hour later we arrived at my small little dorm-sized house,
which I had set-out to expand upon after I'd gotten another promotion at
the Clinic--where I worked as a Lab Tech/Gopher for the Doctors on staff.

   Tabitha, who looked to be shaking a little, looked at me as I turned off
the engine.  "Is this your house?" she asked.

   "Yep...not much, but it's gonna be bigger soon..." I began, as I could
feel her shivers.  "You cold?" I asked, knowing she had to be, as she was
barely dressed.  I placed my hand on her shoulder, which got a smile and
sigh from her.

   "Mmmm...I love the warm feeling from skin..." She said.

   "Let's get inside, I can get the fireplace turned on..." I told her as I
helped her out of the car, and as she set her barefoot on the driveway, she
nearly tumbled.  "Whoa....you okay!?" But she didn't say anything, as her
whole body went limp all of a sudden.  "Tabitha!?" I yelled as I
instinctively felt for a pulse, but then all that Hollywood came back to
me, and knew vampires---being DEAD--didn't really register a normal set of
vitals.

   Rushing into my house, after frantically unlocking my door, I instantly
ran to the bathroom, and placed her in the tub.  Turning on the water ALL
the way to hot, which would give a human a nice red burn, I didn't even
worry, knowing her half-frozen body would warm up nicely.

   Feeling the slight burn from the water as I tested it, I watched as it
filled the tub, and slowly rise up to cover most of Tabitha, who's little
eyelids flickered, and a blank expressionless-face began to smile, as color
returned to her cheeks and lips.  Her little tattered dress was soaked now,
aside from the dirt and blood on it, so I carefully removed it, and tossed
it to the floor.

   Turning off the water, which was covering nearly all of her nude
perfection, I saw her arms begin to move, and was glad she seemed to be
okay.

   As I looked at her, there was a slight rosey-ness returning in her skin,
I spotted her tiny little nipples begin to perk up, obviously from the
newfound warmth, and couldn't help but gaze at the little bare pussy which
was less-and-less pale.

   The silence was then broke as I heard a soft yawn.  "Mmmm.....that's
nice and warm..." she smiled at me, as her eyes opened.  "Oooh...I haven't
had a bath in years...not since before my mommy died..." she said. 
Suddenly my own modesty got the best of me, and I turned to look away from
her as she began to sit up, and playfully rubbed her suddenly alert
nipples. "What's wrong?" she asked, as I looked away.

   "You're....you...uh...I'll go wash your dress..." I explained,
half-ass'edly as I left the bathroom with her soaked garment, and went to
the laundry room.



   I set the tattered dress on the washer, and pounded the machine.  I
couldn't get her out of my mind.  Her face, her fangs, and her nipples? 
What was wrong with me?  What kind of day did I just have?  I knew what she
was, a vampire, a killer, but....she was still a little girl.

   Shaking whatever was in my head, a combined sense of fear, confusion,
and a little aroused from watching her play with herself, I tossed the
dress in the washer, with a healthy amount of detergent, turned it on, then
turned back around to see Tabitha, soaking wet, and completely nude looking
at me.

   "Did I do something?  Are you mad?  I need to go, don't I?" she asked me
in a barrage of questions, while my eyes stared at what I was slowly coming
to realize was the absolute definition of perfect beauty.  Her naked little
frame, still slightly pale, and feeling my own blood begin to do what came
naturally.

   "No...you didn't do anything wrong...I'm not mad Tabitha...just,
well...it's all a little strange...I mean..." I began, but stopped as she
looked as if she was about to cry again.  I walked over to her, and knelt
in front of her.  "Hey..." I began, as I instinctively hugged her close,
feeling the poke from her nipples.

   I could tell she was calming down, and as I looked back at her nudity,
she just giggled.  "I like being naked...and warm...thank you for the
bath..." she smiled, doing a little naked courtsey.  "....where do I
sleep?" she then asked me.

   Well, I hadn't thought of that.  "Well..." I began to process ideas in
my mind.  Couch, No--it was lumpy as hell to sleep on.  My Bed, again,
No--cause I'd have to sleep on the couch.

   "Maybe....maybe I can sleep with you, in your bed...I'd stay warm that
way..." she finally explained, breaking my thought.

   "Huh...oh...well..." I led off, then knew that I really didn't want to
disagree with her idea.  I knew she must've been reading my mind, or
something, when she suddenly kissed my on the lips.  I felt a slight sting,
then noticed a fang was sticking slightly out of her mouth, as a trickle of
blood dripped.

   "Sorry..." she giggled, "...mmm...you taste good."

   As I headed up the narrow stairs heading to my bedroom, and walked past
the unfinished portions of my eventual expansion, Tabitha followed closely,
and as I looked back at her, her expression was almost that of a seductive,
mature woman.  She just laughed.

   "What?" she asked, almost suddenly dropping the fact that she was a
little girl, and seemed more like what I would expect a vampire to
act--still unclear on the facts of as such--but she rested her hand on her
bare hip, and smiled.

   "How old are you?" I asked her.

   "8..." she replied, giving my early thoughts confirmation.

   "You don't act 8...that's for sure..." I smiled, as I bent down and
lifted her naked body into my arms.

   We entered my room, and as I set her on my bed, she stared back at me,
smiling once again.  A little tip of a fang was visible.  Her little
nipples were still pointing outwards, but I could tell the heat from her
bath was wearing off, as her skin was a bit more pale once more.

   "You gonna go to bed too?" she asked me, with a hint of seduction in her
voice, giving me more reason to wonder if she really was just a little 8
year old girl.  I could tell she was getting cold again, as a tiny shiver
rippled through her.

   "Cold?" I asked, knowing she was.  I walked over to my closet and pulled
out one of my sweaters, and put it over her, hoping she'd warm back up. 
She smiled, and reached for my hand as the long sleeves were way too long
on her.  I sat next to her on the bed, and to my surprise she stood knelt
closer to me and I guess her instincts took over, cause she lightly sniffed
my neck and chest.

   "Mmmm....I can feel your heart pounding..." she said to me, smiling, and
I could see her eyes almost change color.  Not sure of if she was about to
bite me, I was eased when she merely leaned her head into my chest, where
she could hear my heartbeat.

   I held her in my arms, the soft wool of my sweater covering her naked
body, and could feel my warmth adding to her's.  "You feeling warmer now?"
I asked.

   "Mm-hmm....and I know what you want...." she led off as she shifted over
to my lap, and I could feel her bare ass cheeks now upon me.  My cock,
which had been slowly hardening from her innocent-yet-erotic motions,
became apparent to her, as she began to slide her ass around my lap.

   I wasn't about to fight off her advances, not knowing if the whole
"Vampire Strength" was factual, but also because I wanted to see what all
she knew about....well, what she was doing, as she lifted the X-Large
sweater draping over her off, and leaned back on my lap far enough to show
off her bare, tiny little slit, which was now a deep red.

   "My mommy told me men like to watch..." she began, leading me to a whole
new set of thoughts, and furthering my lack of accepting she was merely 8
years old.  She spread her little legs apart, and using her hand she peeled
her tiny pussy lips open, just half an inch or so, exposing her wetness,
and her tiny little cherry.  Staring up at me, I could feel she was trying
to get inside my mind, as she began to rub her tiny left nipple with her
free hand.  "You...you like watching?" she asked me.

   I nodded, completely entranced by the beauty of a little vampire girl's
masturbation.  I reached to undo my jeans, but was stopped when her own
hands took over.  In a flash she had reached her hand into my jeans, and
found my growing cock.  Pulling it out, she immediately latched onto it
with her hands, and began to give me one of the single-greatest handjobs.

   The softness of her skin, slightly warmed from my own body heat, and my
pulsating cock was barely able to hold on, as I knew my first shots of cum
weren't too far away.  "Mmm...." I muttered.

   "I've never actually..." she started to speak.

   "Never what...?" I asked, as she stopped stroking me.

   "...never tasted it before...." she told me.  "My mommy and I
lived...well, she used to bring people to our house...I'd watch sometimes,
as she did things to them...to their..." she pointed to my cock, still in
one of her hands.

   "She had sex with people?" I asked, wanting to know more about Tabitha's
mom, now realizing she was probably a prostitute.

   "That's how I was turned...same as mommy...a man came to our house, and
he bit her, then she slept...then after he left, she woke up, and bit me
too..." Tabitha further explained.

   I was about to ask her to continue, but she leaned her head into my lap,
and lightly pressed the tip of her tongue to my cock head, and then she
sank her mouth, taking my head, and another inch inside.  "Ooohhh!!  OH!!
OHHH!!!" I yelled as I could feel a slight biting again, as her instinct to
bite took over, and seconds later I came, squirting my huge load into her
waiting mouth, and down her throat.

   Looking up at me as her instincts to swallow the fluids of humans, even
if not blood, led her to swallow the cum filling her mouth.  She looked
satisfied, and smiled.  I could see a bit of my blood on the small fang
slightly overbit, and I looked back at my cock, drained of it's cum, but
with a bit mark from her lone fang.

   "Sorry....I just like how you taste...and it's so warm...so was the
white blood..." she apologized, then I realized she thought my jizz was
blood?

   "It's..." I began to correct, and explain the difference to her, but
then it hit me.  Semen was a life fluid--not much like blood, but still
full of protein, and necessary in the Life-Giving process none-the-less. 
"You're right...I guess it is like blood."

   "It tasted a lot better than the red blood...and I'm fuller than I ever
was before..." she nodded, happy as she rubbed her full belly, and her hand
wandered down to her hairless little slit.  a I still had the desire to do
more with Tabitha, but I could tell she was actually getting tired, as a
tiny yawn screeched from her.  "You wanna go to bed?" I asked her.  "You
wanna wear this again...?" I asked, holding the sweater.

   "I'm warmer now...and I know I'll be nice and warm sleeping with you..."
she smiled, as I was satisfied with the thought of her tiny little naked
body sleeping with me in my bed.

   I peeled back the covers, and she crawled into one side of the bed,
still perfectly naked, and as I touched her tiny arm, she felt warmer,
probably from my jizz, or "white blood".

   "Are you gonna sleep in your clothes?" she asked me, as I was still
wearing my shirt and jeans, obviously wondering why anyone slept in
anything but their nudity.  Then she smiled as I flicked off my jeans, and
shirt.

   Still in my boxers, and still sporting a partial erection, despite a
bite mark on my shaft, I flicked them off, getting a cute little giggle as
she reached for my cock, still a bit sore as well, and saw the tiny wound
her little fang had made.  "Ow..." I motioned.

   "Sorry...but now you and I are bonded..." she told me, speaking in a
somewhat serious, and obviously-more-mature tone than I'd have expected. 
"My mommy told me that once a vampiress made a mark on a man, of her
choosing, they were bound together..."

   "Does that mean.....?" I tried to think of something to ask, but still
had to come to terms with a ton of other things.

   "My Dark Soul belongs to you.  Your Heart is mine..." she told me, as
she leaned up and kissed me on the lips once more, and gave me another
little nip from her fang.  "I am eternally yours..." she smiled, as she
leaned closer to my chest, and her little hard nipples, and smooth chest
pressed into me.

   "My heart...is yours..." I smiled, now feeling a closer attraction, and
definite bond to Tabitha.  My little Vampire Lover.

   The End of Part 1