Vaele and Lilith quickly rush back to the main bedroom, racing through the mansion as they laugh and giggle while the staff look on bewildered.
"What do I say?" she asks as they burst into her room.
"We have to think carefully. You have until midnight on Sunday. That gives you today and tomorrow." Lilith mutters.
"I know. So what should I do? Where should we go?"
Lilith poofs back into her humanoid form and flits around the room as she contemplates intently.
Vaela jumps onto the bed, spinning about as she follows Lilith's flight path around the bed.
"Right now you're an enigma." Lilith starts. "A mystery. All he knows is that you're gorgeous, rich and he wants you. You need to exploit that."
"How?"
Lilith looks at her with infernal eyes. "I could help you with demon magic. But…"
"But what?" Vaela yells back.
"...I actually like you, kitten. I don't want to see you get hurt. Demon magic never comes free. There are always consequences to pay for messing with the natural flow of things."
"What kind of consequences?" Vaela asks with a curious smirk.
"I can't say… whatever the universe decides at that moment. It could be anything. But it's never good." Lilith warns.
"Understood. We'll save that as a last resort." Vaela nods. "But that doesn't answer my question. What should I tell Lucien?"
Lilith shrugs. "If Vanessa Moonblood was here, what would she say?"
Vaela grins wildly as her eyes narrow, a naughty glint flashes across them.
She whips out her phone and scrolls to Lucien's contact. With a deep breath, she settles into her most sultry, sensual voice as she taps on his picture.
"Lucien Von Hotizberg speaking…" his mellow voice whispers softly over the phone. "... is this—"
"Vanessa Moonblood…" Vaela replies softly. Her sultry voice crawls across the phone, digging into Lucien's mind as it explodes with sudden sensual thoughts.
"H-Hey Vanessa." he responds, stumbling over his words. "I'm happy to see you got my message. Last time was… intense. I need to see you again. Would you like to go—"
"Tonight. Surprise me… I might surprise you." She cuts in.
The line goes silent as his breathing grows rougher, the thumping of his heart could barely be heard over the phone.
"I'll send my car to pick you up at 8." He responds, his voice deep and firm.
"Looking forward to it…"
She ends the call instantly and tosses the phone onto her bed as she digs her hands into her hair. Her squeals of excitement reverberates through the house and she throws herself into her bed, flailing about wildly.
"Holy shit! I just invited myself to his house!"
"Bold strategy." Lilith grins. "Remember… you need to seduce him. Fully. Just having sex with him won't necessarily achieve that."
"I know, Lilith, I know." Vaela groans. "Vanessa Moonblood has never let me down before. She won't do it tonight. Now help me choose an outfit!"
They spend the morning sifting through mountains of clothes and infinite combinations. She settles on a sleek, black, semi-leather dress featuring copious amounts of metal admonishment and accessories.
Lilith, with a flick of her fingers, rearranges her hair into a slick, pulled back design that made her look even more fierce yet undeniably feminine.
A pair of leather boots and matching jacket and a few final touches of make up and additional accessories would later complete her look.
Just before 8pm, a staff member announces the arrival of a limousine at the estates main gate. The vehicle is allowed entry and meets Vaela at the mansion's entrance steps.
As the driver exits and opens the door for Vaela to enter, she finds the golden eyes of Lucien staring at her as she approaches, ready to welcome her inside.
"Ms. Moonblood…" he smiles warmly, gesturing for Vaela to enter.
"A personal escort." Vaela smirks. "Didn't know I was so special."
"You're all I've been thinking about." He smiles. " I think that makes you quite special."
"You poor thing." Vaela chuckles as she slides into the limo, shifting into her seat.
"You've wounded me, Ms. Moonblood." Lucien moans. "To show me a glimpse of paradise but deny me entrance. I've never known such frustration till I've met you."
"A taste of paradise is better than nothing." Vaela retorts with a grin.
"A taste…" he scoffs. "And now I starve, surrounded by food that can no longer satisfy my hunger. I live only for the lingering memories of your taste, Vanessa."
"Oh, he's hooked!" Lilith murmurs.
Vaela blushes as she digs herself deeper into the soft leather seats. She slips off her jacket, revealing her gleaming skin and bountiful bosom.
He instinctively licks at his lips as he watches on, twirling his tongue around his fangs.
"May I kiss you?" He asks nervously, shifting forward in his seat.
"A drink first?" Vaela scoffs.
He leaps from his seat and shuffles to a small cabinet in the vehicle. Producing two glasses of sparkling liquid. He hands her one and she gently takes it, sipping on it softly.
As soon as she places the glass down on a windowsill, he leaps at her.
Tongue and lips begin to explore her neck and chest. His cold fangs prick at her flesh, bringing with it moans of pleasure.
Her hands crawl across his body, gripping at tensing muscles and quivering appendages.
A few minutes of intense kissing and touching ends with gasps for air and panting bodies as the two slump back into their seats, wiping spit and drool from their faces. They smile at each other like hungry beasts eyeing a meal.
"Who are you?" Lucien asks, panting wildly.
"A dream. Fantasy made flesh." She replies with a sly grin before leaping at him. She straddles him with her thighs and grips the back of his neck as they lock lips and twist their tongues in a dance of wet, tangling flesh.
He grabs at her bum and presses his body firmly against hers.
Lilith watches on, smiling nervously.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself… but remember your mission. Seduction! Want me to help?"
Vaela peels herself off of Lucien who tries to resist but relents. Gasping for air and moaning with delight, she climbs off him and slips back into her chair, fixing her hair and dress.
"Just a taste…" she whispers.
He grunts, flicking his tongue against his fangs in frustration before fixing his own attire and leaning back into his seat with a smirk.
"Have you ever been with a vampire?" He asks bluntly.
"No." She replies. "Have you been with a goddess."
"You're a goddess?"
"...sometimes." she smirks coyly.
"Is that so? When do I get to see this goddess-version of you."
"In my room… in my bed… when you earn it." she replies softly.
Lilith gasps, grabbing at her mouth as she listens on intently.
Vaela lifts from her seat and slowly moves toward him, she drops onto her knees in front of him and flicks back her hair as she slides her hands up his thighs.
"Definitely a goddess." he whispers nervously as her fingers crawl over his crotch toward his belt.
"Don't overdo it." Lilith warns as she peeks on from behind a cloud of smoke.
"Don't… disappoint me…" Vaela hisses as she unbuckles his belt.
Lucien gulps nervously. His hands twitch and his legs quiver as Vaela stares intently into his eyes, while digging her soft, delicate fingers into her pants. She flusters as her fingers wrap around her the thickness of his manhood. It twitches with every touch of her warm, supple hands.
"Uh… let's wait." He suddenly coughs. "I um… I wanna earn it."
Vaela looks at him confused. She scoffs and turns back to her seat.
"You're not planning to disappoint me, are you, Lucien?"
"N-No. Of course not."
Vaela nods and turns to her drink as the limo weaves through the thickly, forested roads of the Wailing Woods.
"Where are you taking me?" She asks, staring out the windows.
"A surprise." He responds.
"You're close." Lilith whispers. "But he's starting to get scared. You're intimidating him. Slow down, soften your approach."
Vaela gives a slight nod before turning her attention back to Lucien.
"How's your dad? Heard he wasn't doing too well." She asks pointedly.
"Yeah, He's not long for this world." He softly responds.
"Didn't know vampires could get sick."
"We usually don't. We used to live for thousands of years, but it's been getting less and less recently. There's hardly any vamps left over 300 years old. My dad is one of the oldest left in the world."
"What's happening to your people?"
"They say it means a collapse is near. The world will go through another cleansing."
Vaela eyes Lilith floating about in the car. Lilith shrugs in response.
"Well, I pray your father's health returns." Vaela says softly.
"I don't." Lucien snaps. "Can't wait till he's dead. The family, the business, everything he touches reeks of centuries of sin. I hate it. It needs to change."
"And you'll bring that change?" Vaele smiles.
"I've already started," he replies.
"How?"
"Seeing humans as people and not cattle for one. My people tolerate you only because of the wolves. If it weren't for them, vampires would happily treat humans as less than cattle." Lucien states.
Vaela notices his deep seated self-loathing as he discusses the way vampires have exploited humans over centuries.
"You actually care about us." she whispers, moving closer to him, and settling into the seat beside him.
"Its fucking hypocritical. Humanity built all this. Your people created all the technology, all the knowledge, they're the architects of this world. You don't need us, we need you."
Vaela notices the quiver in his eyes. She sets her hand on his leg and gives him a peck on the cheek.
"Thank you, Lucien." She says softly, rubbing her hand on his leg. "Humanity needs all the help it can get. I really appreciate what you want to do."
He grunts in response, smiling at her as she slips her hand onto his crotch.
"I think you've earned another taste." She says seductively, massaging her fingers along his inner thigh.
She unbuckles his belt and flick open his pants, slipping her hand underneath as he moans softly with pleasure.
"Lilith… now!" She mutters under her breath. "Help me!"
Lilith chuckles. "Are you sure…. Demon magic has consequences."
Vaela nods furiously as she tries her best to gently work her fingers over his thick rod, which throbs with pumping blood.
Lilith flick her fingers, sending a tendril of smoke curling towards Lucien's nose. He inhales deeply as moans of sensual pleasure escape him.
The effects of her magic are immediate. His flicks open his eyes that blaze with crimson energy, his mind burning with insatiable lust.
He turns to Vaela, fangs bared and flattens her onto the car seat as he leaps onto her. Her one hand pinned above her head, another still firmly latched onto his steel-like member that pulsed with pleasuring power.