I walked hand in hand with the love of my life. We had decided together to attend the dance and enjoy some time together now that my mistress had given me the time off and was busy elsewhere tonight.

Boys were a thing in my past, and so as they entered the room in a typical gaggle I paid them no attention. Tonight I was with Pia, and she was with me. I loved our outfits, even more so Pia's. The shortness of the skirts was daring enough, but the lace of Pias made it even more visually enticing. The lace also softened the leather that held her luscious body within. Dark clothing on a pale body, the contrast was extreme much like when our own bodies entwined during love making.

We probably would have made the perfect team for some steamy porn setting but I promised my mistress that was in my past and I did not dwell long on it except to note that after the dance I really looked forward to our time together. For now I took delight in just enjoying her warm body next to mine.

Tipping her chin upwards I kissed her lips, a long kiss filled with passion and warmth. Let the boys know this was my date, and we were together. Let them get their jollies, their fantasy, but tonight at the end of the night it would be the two of us alone in bed with one another.

Yes, I loved the Vamp and the Victim motif.

The last few weeks had been eventful, to say the least. There was so much.. So much about Pia. And Cala. And Vera.. and this damnable island and the school and the "bogeys".. and.. It was all enough. Tonight Pia was going to enjoy herself, and so was Cala. Heavens knew they both deserved it!

Indeed, Pia had found herself almost giddy with anticipation. She, who had usually shunned every large social gathering in high school. Cala really was bringing out new sides to her.
For instance, Pia had not been so sure about being the vamp at first, but she had grown fond of the idea. Much of this because of the lovely victim beside her. Cala really looked so sweet and irresistible, like a piece of candy so good, you just cannot resist.
Pia tried her hardest to match. She had even gone as far as to wear contacts, something she never really managed to get used to, in order to look less like a librarian and more like a creature of the night.
Being the vamp required a bit of confidence, something that Pia did not naturally possess in abundance, but with her lover at her side, it all came easier. Indeed, she could even wear this outfit in the presence of boys, and not turn tomato red. A slight blush, maybe, but not tomato.
Cala really is bringing out new sides of me!

She did redden a little when a few boys quite obviously turned around to look at them. Pia was not used to attention. It was not all bad, even if she had no intention of paying any of it back.
"I think am an evil woman.", she whispered to Cala. One guy seemed quite taken with Pia's girlfriend, making Pia feel both possessive and.. oddly proud. "People are jealous of me because of you, and I think I enjoy it!"
Pia grinned, baring tiny fake fangs.

Bad idea. He had initially posed as one of the chaperones for the prom, Mister Meyers the math professor thinking that the elderly being would mask his slow movement better but not running into the old coot had been everywhere or at least he had seemed to be.

So he had went with plan B as he stepped into the rest room for a moment ensuring that he had been alone and shifting his form as he glanced into a mirror as he invoked an illusion that shortened his features, darkened his hair and eyes while chancing his attire form the tweed jacket with the patches on the sleeves to black slacks and a white shirt.

About his neck had been a silver medallion sporting the motif of a bat in front of a full moon as it had been in flight. His hair had been short and cropped while his skin had become pale in constrast to his eyes and hair color. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, smiled, then went back into the room that he had just left.

His new attire had let him fit into the goth theme of the prom easier. His eyes spilling over the various occupants though people where still making their entrances.

He surveyed the people, then his eyes stopped on the doorway upon Carla and was that ... my word it was, Pia. He hardly recognized her without the glasses.

Now he knew her quite well and surmised that Carla had been the one that Pia had meant to include in his teleportation ability.

Well, then, what did we have here? His mind reached out as he brushed against Carla's memories and history storing it up in his cranium with several others.

He mulled it all over of course, gave the pair a few minutes to settle into the scene before going towards them. His movements a little slow but he covered for that by bleeding into minds and making people move into his way so that it had appeared to any onlookers that he had been hindered by them and not slowed down at all.

"Good evening," he said when making his way to the pair at last. He bowed slightly at the waist. "Do you care to dance?" He asked, his eyes on Pia since he knew her and thus knew the structure of her mind easier and thus could access her thoughts and memories about Carla easier.

I’d never been to a school dance before. I’d never really been on a ‘Date’ as well. After all that had happened with my mistress, the head girl Vera, it was nice to be able to just see Pia and figure out what my feelings were all about. We had not had much time together and tonight promised to give us a great deal of time.

The boys came, pouring like a river into the gym and filling it with the clamor of deeper voices and The heat of testosterone. It had been so long I had almost forgotten what young men must fancy, even more so because these young men did not act like the boys of high school. They came in as a group and then split up like ants moving as individuals each on his own foraging trail.

One of them headed towards the two of us, his walk echoing a quiet confidence. Broad shoulders and slender waist left him oozing a certain sex appeal that caught me up and made me wonder if writing off men had really been a good idea. As he moved slowly through the crowd I could not help but notice this man.

He stopped, smiled. A smile the heat of which I felt span the gap between us. When he spoke it was directly to Pia. Beautiful luscious Pia, my date, and in that moment I knew jealousy. Not an overriding going to kill you sort. But that tingle in the back of my head sort.

Pia was gorgeous; if only she knew how much she was the surprise would not have been upon her face. I had always considered her the prettier of the two of us, still there was a small part of me that wished I had been asked. Maybe it was that competitive side of me, the one that took boys from other girls just to do it.

I leaned over, closing the distance between us and ran lips along the curve of her neck like I was marking my territory. Then when my lips stood even with her ear I whispered, letting my hot breath carry the whisper

“I always said you were the pretty one of us, go enjoy the dance and maybe I will join you. I’ll bet we could make him get so hot he would burst”

It was a joke, one I figured we could defiantly manage. What boy would not get all hot and bothered with two girls getting wicked with one another before his very eyes? I intended that tonight I would have some good old fashioned fun…and tomorrow it would be Pia and only Pia I woke up next to.

Throwing back the rest of my drink I gathered pia’s glass in my hand. “go have some fun and I will get us some more to drink.” It would leave the two of them alone for the time it took for her to accept…then I might very well join them once more on the dance floor. I was betting the young stud would enjoy that, and it would keep the dance Nazi’s from bothering either Pia or I; after all we were dancing with a boy!

"Uh.. hæ?", was Pia's initial answer. Not her most eloquent reply, but she was genuinely taken by surprise. Pia had been sure Cala would be taking most of the attention. She was the sexy one, after all.

The newcomer was handsome enough, she noted. He had a kind of bad boy, modern urban vampire look to him, not overdone, but nice. He was the kind of boy Pia would have thought of as sexy, but surely not interested. This She had never really stopped seeing herself as the awkward girl of her younger days.

Instinctively, she stepped closer to Cala. Flattered as she was with the attention, she was Cala's girl now. But Cala, much to her surprise, spurred her on. Not only that, she made it feel.. deliciously naughty.
"OK.. Are you sure?", she mouthed.

But Cala stepped back, and Pia was left with the boy. "OK." she said "I'm.. I'm up for a dance.", Pia did a few steps towards the open floor. She enjoyed dancing, but most of that was with her headset on while no one was watching her. Borrowing a bit of confidence from Cala, she smiled and let her hips respond to the rhythm, but waiting for the boy to take the lead.

He watched on, barely hearing the girls over the music as they spoke to one another. Whatever wonder he had about the pair being together had been dispelled as Carla signified her possession of Pia by letting that moist tongue of hers peel over the smooth flesh of her neck.

Oh, he had known that her skin had been smooth from actual experience. His mind had joined with their own however to "hear" them and what they had exchanged with one another though of course he pretended not to hear.

But as Carla backed away to get more drinks he found himself flashing Pia a smile as he heard her answer. "Great," he answered. Linking his hand over her elbow as they headed out to the dance floor.

At first he watched her, his body only bopping and swaying a little to give the pretense of moving though he had been watching her own movements with his eyes. That and he had been rustling the music into the equation. Fast song ... he found himself perusing through all the texts that he had looked over in his day.

Doing an adaptation of this, he analyzed the situation before braking out into a fast paced movement of his body as he encompassed Pia's own motions into his, it seemed that he had been rather flat there in the opening minute or two though that hadn't been the case now.

The punch was surprisingly good. The fact it went down smoothly yet still lit a fire in my belly meant someone had done some work to make it this good. The fire usually hit much sooner, now feeling its effects I knew it was going to be a fun night.

Pia was on the dance floor looking all the part of a predator and the hunk with her was not really so bad as well. As the song ended and their gyrating bodies slowed I figured it was as good a time as any to join in.

“So does my favorite vamp want a bite?” I craned my neck sideways, offering myself to my love the mirth dancing all across my face and body. I missed her….really missed her and now we were together. Hot digity damn or some such thing I think is what those old movies used to say. I wanted to yell it, proclaim it but a new beat hit, a little slower, more sensual. Just my kind of music.

Starting to sway, I bent my knees and worked my way down her body, still offering my neck…..

‘Mmmmmmm ‘ tonight was going to be such fun.

Dancing was actually fun. It was easier with an upbeat song, for sure. Her partner, I didn't ask his name, was that rude?, seemed hesitant at first. That actually put Pia at ease, made her feel less clumsy. She would cast a few glances at Cala, but made sure not to ignore her partner.

"Thanks for the dance, it was fun!". Pia smiled at the boy as the music died down. She turned, and there was Cala approaching.

Pia blushed a little as Cala offered her neck. Again she felt self conscious. Someone was watching after all. But only for a second. It was impossible to not get infected by the joy in Cala's wicked smile. And Pia knew that unless she had completely misunderstood the psychology of the human male, she would be excused for a second for this.

Pia leaned closer, and let one hand run along the back of Cala's slender neck. Opening her mouth a little, she placed her lips on her skin, and let the tip of her pink tongue, run a long it, barely touching. She then placed a firmer kiss on her neck, just under her jawbone. A new song was on, and it seemed their bodies responded, swaying gently.

Fire and longing. Love and lust. That was what she felt. The feelings came close to overwhelming her. She suddenly wanted to wrap Cala in her arms, bury her face in her chest, be so close as humanly possible..

Pia gathered herself. This would come later. Now she was the vamp, and that required a teeny bit more coolness.
"If you will be my Laura, I'll be your Carmilla", she whispered, even if she was not sure Cala would get the reference.

Remembering where they were, she cast a hidden glance at the boy. She could not help but be a bit curious about his reaction.

He watched that pink tongue dash against Cala's bare neck, slowly caressing the skin before her lips closed in and embraced her neck as she delivered a kiss there. Sweet and majestic he had wondered if he had been caught up in a display, a power struggle of sorts as Cala asserted herself on the scene telling him without words that Pia had been hers regardless of what the night may entail.

The way their bodies began to move against one another as if one dashed before his eyes as it gave way to some of his lusts as he asserted his gaze upon the pair as he calculated what the night would bring and how best to proceed given that this had been impromptu.

A grin peeled back his lips as his brown eyes swept over them.

More than that, since he had been possessed of a compound mind he had been able to do several things at once which he now did. He had been siphoning information out of Pia's head concerning Cala though now he supposed he could have gone straight to the source.

"Victor ..." he introduced himself feeling the thought spread though her mind. His voice had been clear and loud to get above the din of the music. "And you?"

He asked his eyes flickering to Cala from Pia as he included her in this as his body began swaying to the rhythm.

Eyes closed I felt her wet tongue slide along the line of my neck. Teeth soon followed, a short wonderful nip that sent a wave of joy rippling along my nerves to flutter deep within my belly. A short gasp latter and I heard her whisper, lost in the meaning, but not missing a thing as far as I was concerned…Laura was fine with me. I could play any game she wanted. Perhaps my training with Vera was paying off.

With my heart now fluttering I pulled her closer, swaying to the music as I did so. Belly to belly we swayed as one, my hand stealing downwards to grip her round ass. Victor did not have a chance, I almost felt sorry for him. Not really….

Maybe? Not pausing for a second, my time with Pia growing more precious the longer we were together tonight I answered.

“I’m Laura and you are welcome to dance with us all night, unless Carmella doesn’t want to share. After all she is the Vamp, I’m…well I’m just the victim and subject to her every whim.” I intoned feeling awash in the heat of her body, my own body now responding in kind. Sex had become a drug to me. One I was now getting the shakes from not having had since morning. A need I wanted to quench in the arms of my sweet Nordic love.

I knew my state was dire when I flashed on victor joining us, my body sandwiched in between the two of them. Fuck….I had it bad.

Cala was very responsive. Pia's little kiss seemed to have set so much in motion. It was like she could feel the sexual tension off her skin like electricity. And it was contagious. Pia did a quick intake of breath. The feeling of being desired, something the usually shy girl was not used to, coupled with the sheer sexiness of her girlfriend made it seem like the world faded away. She wanted nothing more than to press up against her love, feel her shapely body against hers, to let her hands slide up her thigh, run along the edge of her panties, and..

Victor's voice made her snap out of it. She stared, blinked a little, and opened her mouth a few times, trying to comprehend what was said. Cala's reply gave her the chance to get her bearings.

"Uh, sure..", she said, "I, uh, don't mind..". Now she felt awkward again. This was new territory for her. Had they gone to far, or maybe not? How should she behave? Should she protective of Cala, or play along? New territory indeed. But that also made it more exciting.
She collected her cool, and smiled, summoning her own idea of her role.
"Why not, there is always room for one more creature of the night..for a dance at least."

Was that stringing him along? Promising things they might not want to keep? Would he mind? Would they not want to keep it?
Unbidden, Pia imagined Cala and Victor together. The brief flash was enough to make her feel a little jelaous, but also sparked her libido even more.

Seeing the images that flicked through Pia's mind had him smiling. He had sensed the display of jealousy course through her though. But he had watched the pair with an appraising eye. His pheromones emitted from his body ... maybe Pia would be familiar with that scent having experienced it twice before ... maybe not still he took no chances as he crinkled up his nose, then looked over his shoulder.

"My word, what is that smell?" he asked no one in particular. The pheromones had been harmless to humans as far as he knew though he would be the first to admit that they had been an unconscious effect that cropped up at the damndest of times like now.

It had been beyond his control, something that had only seemed to happen when he had been turned on immensely such as the case now.

But he flashed the two a smile afterwards displaying his fangs in the process. He nodded his head once as if in response to the question or rather the answer of it. "I would be most honored."

For the life of me I could not figure out why I had allowed her to dance the first dance without me. I wanted to pound my head against the wall as I watched her sashay out onto the dance floor.

The drink flowed smooth as water down my throat. Hell if I was going to just watch them both I decided, aiming for the now dancing pair and joining in. circling like a bird of prey, swooping in behind her as she spun and laughed till I felt her body move against mine and mine against hers.

Maybe it was the drink. My body buzzed in excitement at her touch. Burned for her skin to be against mine. The boy moved. By Allah he moved well and set my belly to warm. Not how I had started...not at all. I wanted them both and that could not be good....could it?

Pia had never struck me as the sharing kind, but my mind was addled already. Such a light weight....laughing...gyrating...touching...oh fuck yes.

Smell is not the strongest sense humans posses. Homo Sapiens are oriented toward sight, and thus have a tendency to overlook what our noses tell us. Yet smells does affect us, and the strange, almost heady odor snuck in through Pia's little nose, bypassed the analytical part of her brain, and began poking her memories.

"Yeah..uh..it smells like..uh", Pia muttered, voice faltering. Somehow, she now felt exposed and vulnerable. There was a fleeting touch of something erotic as well, but with an unbidden, dark flavor. She lost the rhythm for a second, confidence replaced with uncertainty, as her mind was furiously trying to connect the dots.
What was that, it smells like.. does it smell like one of them? No. Too many people. If it is one thing I've learned, it is that they do not want too many to know.

And then Cala dispelled all her worry. Cala dancing close to her, moving with her. And Victor moving with them, looking good, smiling like he was having the time of her life. She looked into Cala's face. She looked exited, something flaring in her golden eyes and her grin.
And suddenly Pia discovered that she was laughing, tiny fangs displayed. She was laughing because she was having fun, because the night was still young, and because she was enjoying the music and the company.

As there bodies swayed to the rhythm of the music he drank in their thoughts with the utmost of ease. He had been hit by Cala's thoughts and weighed them with his own though with Pia's she seemed to struggle with something familiar and yet nothing that she could place her finger on at the same time.

She had dwelled on the supernatural turning her thoughts to those that could be present and the possibilities that there had been something lurking here. He had even witnessed that she had dismissed things too, seeing that they had been in a place that contained a good deal of people and that there wasn't likely to be anyone or anything present.

He flashed the pair a grin as he thought, his voice low though louder than the sound of the music that there bodies swayed to.

"Want to have some fun?" he asked, his body still moving towards the sound of the music as his eyes slid to the two girls, a hand patting a pocket of his fine jacket.