Austin splashed cold water on his face and gazed into his reflection in the mirror. The events of yesterday's battle played in fast forward within his mind. He had no idea of the depths of the consequences that would come with it, only what was hinted at by Eleanor and Schera's demeanor.
He returned to the main clubroom where the two vixens sat in silence. He coughed to break up the tension.
"So how long are we allowed to skip class?"
"Class is the least of our worries." Eleanor spoke but continued to survey the land through the window and checking the masking wards over the building Schera made. "By now my mother has gotten involved and she isn't going to roll over and just let you get away."
"You were already special with having imprinted twice. Now with a third, it's safe to say you're not a fluke." Schera concluded.
"We should just stay here, continue to reinforce our barriers, and settle in for the long run." Eleanor finally broke away from the window and looked Austin in the eyes.
"W-what?" Austin questioned nervously.
"You know I felt so much strong after drinking you blood. The boost I had was exponential."
"I've never imprinted and gained such an increase before." Schera began to bite her nails. A nasty habit from her earlier days. Occasional she would have to catch herself from staring at Austin's neck too long. She hadn't been this thirsty in a century.
"After the initial imprint; the benefits of subsequent feedings are cut by no less than half. But I felt my power grow one hundred percent as much as the first time. If we keep feeding then..."
"...Austin would die." Schera cut her off. "Long before we would be strong enough to be a even a challenge."
Schera pondered to herself. The imprint she recently made was about ten times more potent than even the best imprint she had thus far. Still it would take decades for her to safely get strong enough.
"Dammit! This is your fault." Eleanor lashed out at Austin. "If it weren't for imprinting with you I wouldn't be in this predicament."
"Hey? I'd rather you not have bitten me either. Maybe you should start thinking before you act." Austin returned.
"What was that you little..."
"Enough you two." Schera cut them off. She seemed to be fighting with her thoughts for several moments then she exhaled a long drawn out sigh. "I must contact Lady Cereza."
"Hmpf. Even mother would think twice if that princess were here."
"How long will Cereza be?" Austin asked.
"If we are lucky today or tomorrow." Schera responded.
"And if you aren't lucky?"
"Then. We should prepare ourselves."
A grim look over took Austin. How exactly did he get mixed up in such a situation? He only recently found out vampyres existed. Now suddenly he was on the most wanted least of a seemingly powerful family of vampyres.
Eleanor rubbed her head frustrated. "Fuck! All I can think of right now is to eat you. Get as strong as we can while we wait..."
"Lady Eleanor that's..." Schera began.
"...We won't drain him. Rather milk him little by little."
Schera hesitated a moment and stared at Austin's neck. She wouldn't admit it but her throat has been dry all day and she has been awake most off it. She could smell the scent of his blood even though he had no open wounds. She trembled inside as she had been battling the urge to have a taste.
She hadn't slept a wink and she was very thirsty.
"Wait Eleanor..." Austin's voice break through Schera's thoughts
"Its your fault I'm so damn thirsty in the first place. Man up and take responsibility." Eleanor's eyes were scarlet and her fangs extended.
She held Austin's collar then looked to Schera who stood there watching. She didn't move to stop her. Maybe a part of her was waiting in anticipation. It didn't matter Eleanor would seize the opening.
Eleanor plunged her fangs into Austin's neck. Her eyes widened the instant his blood touched her tongue. A damn broke somewhere and a torrent sprayed out of her. Her panties completely soaked like she had gone swimming. Her legs visibly trembled as she continue to spray and her eyes glassed.
What was this feeling? It somehow tasted so much better than the last time. She fought against herself to greedily suck down his fluids. Instead she wanted to savor every. Last. Drop.
Then her body started to demand something else. Her lips left Austin's neck and took his mouth. She didn't care she hated this man. In this drunken moment none of that even mattered as she danced around his tongue and he did the same with hers.
Schera stood by watching she wanted to stop them but the moment Austin's blood spilled her panties became wet and her mind went into a haze. Deep down she wanted the same as Eleanor. But she fought against her desire.
It was a fight she hadn't even realized she had lost until the taste of his blood was already on her tongue. She was so caught up in holding back she didn't notice she had walked up to Austin from behind and drew his blood from the opposite of where Eleanor had feed.
As Eleanor went back to sipping on his red nectar, Austin's head was pulled into the kiss of Schera. Her eyes watered as if in protest but she couldn't stop herself. Her thirst and desire had swelled to the point of no return.
He too was swept away in the current. His manhood felt as if it would explode at any moment. Both vampyres returned to sucking his blood in unison. They were so zoned in they hadn't realized they had started gulping huge amounts at this point.
The two were in complete euphoria. They instantly understood why its was so common for a human to become completely drained and died upon imprinting. They couldn't stop themselves the thirst was simultaneously quenched and worsened. They felt completely satisfied but still unsatisfied.
And so very wet and bothered.
Almost as if for a moment they shared a brain the two, without once stopping their feeding, Slipped off the now uncomfortable panties from the underneath the skirts of the their school uniform.
A new scent wafted in the air. A scent seeming only perceptible to Austin. The musk coming from Eleanor and Schera. Just as his consciousness was nearly blackened, he inhaled it deeply and something woke up in him.