countess_karnstein | What Time Is It? lauronica

Years had passed since the events at Silas University. Since the mansion and the unforgeable encounter with Elle and the bunch of restless spirits. Thankfully, since the destruction of the left over eggs from the Angler Fish God life had finally become normal. Well, normal in the world of Carmilla and Laura wasn’t your usual definition. Carmilla was a vampire and finally had her PHD in philosophy. LaF and Perry’s business had exploded and grown to chains all across the world. They even bought an apartment near Laura and Carm’s for when they were in town and could visit. Carm swore Laura pretty much spoke to them every day anyway. Her and her friends were inseparable at times. At first Carm found that annoying but over the years she’d come to respect how there for one another they were. Sometimes it even reminded Carm of a time her and Mattie were so close.

She got back to the apartment before Laura. This time carrying another box of colourful fan mail, thankfully smaller than the one from yesterday. Laura’s reporting had finally paid off and after her blog and videos exploded over the internet a lot of people stepped forward with strange or supernatural occurrences around the world. It meant the two of them got to travel, help people which Laura loved to do and her reporting was as popular than ever. Even Carm got fan mail which weirded her out from time to time. At least in all this between them, LaF and Perry none of the small success had gone to their heads.

After placing the box on the kitchen counter Carm poured herself a glass of synthetic blood. LaF and Perry supplied them free of charge which was another thing Carm could never complain about. She took a sip standing in front of the five year plan board which was now mounted on the living room wall. The laptop was still out from some recording Laura had done in the morning. Carm pulled her long now straight hair back and into a high ponytail collapsed on the couch. The clock read 23:06. By vampire time this was way too early to be up.

There was a groan followed by a blanket being pulled down over her. Her hand only escaped to turn on the TV to the horror channel. Obviously Carm’s favorite.

Current Location: Their Apartment

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It had taken a bit of work, but LaF had laughed herself silly when she'd heard Laura's plans, and even Perry had helped. But the horror movie channel was, just for tonight, hacked. Carmilla would probably recognise the opening shots of what was initially a black and white horror movie as having been shot in Styria, with a blonde in a white dress running away from a monster seen only by flickering shadows and implied by some music.

And the foolish girl was running towards a mansion as the music built to a haunting pitch. But something was slightly off; for all the classic nature of the opening shots colour was bleeding into the movie even if the castle looked dark, imposing, and as if it was somewhere no damsel in a horror movie should venture.

The runner opened the door, but however imposing the castle the light inside was warm and framed the damsel, also shining through the skirt and showing that she was a honey blonde, with exactly a certain shade of hair. Suddenly there was a noise and the girl looked up in apparent shock as she was deluged in pretty good fake blood, not the stuff Carmilla complained too many horror movies used and was cheap.

And then the reverse shot appeared. The blonde damsel who'd been running towards the camera and was now covered in blood and framed against the doorway was no one but Laura, posing, and with the blood artfully covering her and making the white dress she was wearing seethrough wherever it covered - and it visible that she was wearing nothing underneath.

"Carmilla." Laura smiled at the camera. "For all our life is sometimes a horror movie you've always been the best part of it, and I want to spend the rest of my life and possibly unlife with you." She dropped to one knee, holding out a ring. "Will you marry me?"

She bit her lip. "If the answer's yes, I'm upstairs and waiting for you wearing this dress and have been distracting myself to deal with my nerves since you came in. I'm sure you'll like the results."

If there was one perk about immorality, it was the amount of movies you could get through over the years and not feeling like you have wasted any of your time. Carm would surfed the horror channels whenever she had a moment to spare and even played a game of rating how realistic the murder scenes were. It was probably a game that shouldn’t be played as an ex minion of evil but she had to work on not killing everyone that annoyed her so it become a sort of outlet for when she had a bad day. Which is why when the TV came up with a classic black and white style horror Carm couldn’t remember seeing, of course it was going to grab her attention.

At first not fully but when she took her mug from the coffee she caught a glimpse of the girl running. “That’s right, you’ll be safe in there.”. Ever full of sarcasm she kept watching, convinced she could place bets on exactly how this was going to go when the realistic blood covered the girl and Carm raised an eyebrow at how convincing the effects were. A bit too convincing. Of course those thoughts quickly went out the window when the camera panned back and blood had made all the white parts of her clothes completely see through. When the camera showed her face Carmilla’s expression completely changed.

“Laura…”, By this point Carm was setting on the edge of the couch. Transfixed against the screen and wondering what the Hell was going on.

That’s when Laura spoke.

Carmilla listened to every word and when Laura proposed, dropped her mug on the floor in complete shock. More than shock, she felt like her stomach had done several backflips and jumped out a window. It was a lot of emotion, overwhelming for a vampire who had mastered lifetimes of suppressing every part of feeling until Laura came along. She had to take breath. Feeling that same excitement she felt on the morning of her eighteenth birthday and never felt so young and fragile again.

The closer she got to their room the more she picked up on Laura’s scent. Not the usual scent of her girlfriend but the scent of her blood. It filled the air enough to drive Carm’s senses wild. She knew this was on purpose but did not object one bit.

“Now who’s being the lure.” It could have been a trap and she wouldn’t have cared. She entered the room noting the dimly lit candle lights and the scent of blood now becoming completely intoxicating. As soon as she saw Laura on their bed, wearing a dress and distracting herself in such a way to purposefully send her crazy, Carmilla slowly moved up. She placed one kiss at the bottom of Laura’s inner thigh. The second a little higher until she was fully under the dress and able to let her mouth show Laura how she felt. Her tongue, finding the hood, softly started to explore before she began to suck. Carm was lavishing in how wet she was. Her taste filled her, urging her to keep going and one of arms Carm’s locked around Laura’s leg to keep her pulled in close. There was no escaping the pleasure she wanted to show her.

Edited Date: 2018-01-11 11:31 am (UTC)

Laura visibly relaxed as Carm touched her; she knew her girlfriend well and that if she hadn't got this quite right Carmilla would have been likely to run. It wasn't for lack of wanting from Carmilla, Laura was certain. But although Carmilla was a lot better than she used to be at accepting that she was loved and deserved it, centuries in an abusive relationship with her mother were not easily undone. And as she'd been waiting along in the dark

"Mine" she whispered as Carmilla grabbed her, burying her hands in her lover's hair. "And yours. Any way you want me." There was a world of promise in that syllable; it could be taken by Carmilla as permission and goading to do whatever she wanted tonight or it could equally be taken as opening up a conversation on turning her.

Hitting all the right buttons Carm let soft moans escape which only got louder as she felt Laura’s hands slide through her hair. The harder Laura pulled the more Carmilla worked. It didn’t help that Laura’s words made her shiver with a pleasure. There were thousands of ways Carm could think about how she wanted her, what she wanted to do to her….

She broke away only to move up and catch her girls lips in a heated kiss. Her fingers sliding effortlessly picking up where she left. That kiss turned into more, only breaking to catch breath in-between the passion the passion that was snowballing out of control.

“Together.” She whispered, breaking to unzip her leather pants and guide Laura’s hand. She was throbbing with arousal. It had gone past the stage of want and now Carmilla needed. “Forever is a long time.” Carm teased, stealing Laura’s bottom lip with sharp pleasurable nip as her hand returned to pleasure.

Edited Date: 2018-01-11 09:09 pm (UTC)

Laura smiled against Carmilla's mouth, letting her hand be guided and deepening the kiss. And doing what she did occasionally by nicking the inside of her lower lip on Carmilla's fang to add a little blood to the kiss even as she ground on Carmilla's hand and gently caressed her girlfriend's mound.

"Together." Laura's other hand slid from Carmilla's hair round her shoulders, and leaning back to draw Carmilla onto the bed on top of her before reaching into her hair with the hand that had been on Carmilla's shoulder. "Just one thing to do first.

Adding blood to the kiss was like fuel to the fire. Carmilla goaned, almost on the brink of a purr.

“One thing?”, She smirked. “I could think of more than one thing…”. Carm whispered, curious on what Laura was about to say.

Laura reached into her hair and tugged something then frowned. "I should have practiced this." And slid her other hand into her hair, tugging slightly but concealing from Carmilla exactly what she was doing, before taking her left hand and kissing it.

"I could hardly propose without a ring. Drat!" Laura cursed as, unable to see, a small silver ring inscribed with a skull slipped out of her hand and first onto the bed before clattering onto the floor. Blind as she was right now, Laura pouted. "I really should have thought this through a little better? Can you see it?"

It was far from the best or the most expensive silver ring with a skull and two fangs Carmilla would have owned, but Laura had very carefully made it by hand and it was sized perfectly for Carmilla's index finger.

Carm couldn’t wipe the smile off her face. Laura might have thought she needed to practice but in truth she didn’t. To Carm this was perfect and reminded her of the nineteen-year-old she first met with all of her quirky qualities.

With the clatter of the ring hitting the floor, Carm had to lean right across Laura to take a look. “I think it’s gone under the bed.” She briefly stepped out started to shift around the under bed boxes until Carm found the ring.

It was beyond beautiful.

Somewhere in staring at the ring things suddenly became real. She took a seat on edge of the bed, Laura’s side and couldn’t tear her eyes away. “Laura…it’s…it’s beautiful. Where did you even…?”

Sentences were getting harder to form.

Laura smiled delightedly. "You really like it? You remember I've been taking classes in the evenings? One of the classes was a silverworking class. I wanted to give you something personally and I'm not going to give De Beers any money. Ever. So I thought I'd learn to make you something." And she'd hidden it behind a couple of other classes which she knew Carmilla wasn't interested in - but she'd been worried because she knew that the vampire's trust fund could buy just about everything she owned out of petty cash.

“You had everything planned.” Carm’s voice was low and not surprised in the slightest by the amount of Hollis planning it took to do this. It was Laura after all. The fact she’d gone out her way to personalise the ring told Carm this wasn’t just some spur of the moment thing. This was the real deal. Laura proposed.

Laying back down she placed the ring in Laura’s hand and carefully removed her favourite ring from her own. Laura would have recognised it as one of the standard set of rings she wore everyday since they first met. A small silver ring with a unique design and black stone set in the centre. It was given to her by her parents on her birthday and had been with her over all these years. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Carm smirked, stealing a long kiss. “Until I take you ring shopping. Here.” She waited for Laura to put the ring on her finger before taking her hand. She briefly kissed at her fingertips and placed her ring on her finger.

“Well what do ya know. Perfect fit.” She stole another kiss. The ring suited her even if it was a little Carmilla goth for most people’s tastes. “Why do I get the feeling that if anyone asks how you proposed you’ll be bringing out sock the puppets?”

Carm leant in placing kiss to soft spot of Laura’s neck. Just behind the ear where she could always feel her goosebumps creep up. That kiss was shortly followed by a claiming nip. Not hard enough to break the skin but just enough to tease. “You know you’re stuck with me now cupcake?”

Edited Date: 2018-01-12 05:08 am (UTC)

"Of course I did." Laura returned the kiss, langorous, and teasing, with just a hint of blood for Carmilla's benefit. "And if you want to decide everything I wear tomorrow when it's just us you can."

Laura's smile was amused. "It depends who's asking. There are two versions of that video on my phone; there are people I want to show that to but would be mortified if they saw just how sheer this bloody dress was." Laura suspected LaF had shown Perry the edited version rather than the real one. "But there may also be sock puppets."

And she smirked and dropped into what was meant to be a Rorsharch imitation. "I'm not stuck here with you, Carm. You're stuck here with me." Of course the impression was pretty terrible.

Carm laughed at the impersonation, proud of herself for getting the reference considering she was more of a book or horror movies only person. “Well I’d like to keep you in this dress a little longer but tomorrow I know exactly what I want you to wear.”

There was another one of those kisses. When it broke Carm pulled back and let her fingers slowly trace across Laura’s collarbone, admiring her flawless skin. “Laura…” Carm propped her head up with her other hand. Her tone now deadly serious. “You know if you want this, forever, there isn’t any going back.”

It was a subject Carm avoided but if there was ever a time to bring it up she felt it was now.

Laura smiled softly. "Carmilla. I know exactly what I offered in that video. And of course I've thought about it. I just wasn't sure you wanted it for me. But no going back to have more time to spend with my Carmilla? I know what I offered. Not that I expect to like the diet that comes with it."

“Of course I want it. I’ve wanted it since we were trapped in the library.” Carmilla replied, not even hesitating to admit that. “But I needed you to be ready.”

Her fingers trailed briefly down between Laura’s chest and for a moment Carm took in the feel of her heartbeat. She was going to miss the way it raced whenever they were near.

Although she has wanted this for years it was such a big step to take. Carm moved on top of Laura who still looked perfect in the white dress. She stole a blood tainted kiss keeping it as slow and passionate as possible and completely on purpose to feel Laura’s heart race again.

Once she was satisfied. Carm trailed those kisses to her loves neck. Her fangs already down she let her fingers now moved up to get lost in Laura’s hair.

“I love you.” She whispered. And with that Carm places a kissed before letting her fangs pierce Laura’s neck. That familiar taste of blood that sent Carmilla over the edge filled her mouth, feeling complete intoxication. Once she reached It was hard not to pull away. In all their relationships Carm had spent so long never taking more than she should. Only now she had to push past that.

As she drank Carm could feel Laura getting weaker. Hearing her heart slow. She stopped towards the end and while Laura was considerably weak Carm bit her own wrist. Brought it to Laura’s lips and made her drink. Only a little of her blood had to be in her loves system.

When Laura looked too weak to take anymore she went back to her neck. This time past the point of no return. Carmilla drank deep. Deeper and deeper until there was nothing left to take and she felt Laura’s heart come to a stop.

She looked pale. Her complexion nearly matching the white of the dress but most of all Laura looked peaceful. Carm sat up in their bed and pulled Laura up a little so she could put her arm around her. She laced their fingers and stared at the new two rings next to one another.

Now it was just a matter of time. Carm had never turned anyone before but watched Mattie do it loads over the years. She knew it was a waiting game and Laura would wake up when she was ready but it was still hard to see her like this.

“Come on Laura. You’ve got forever now.” Carm took a deep breath, Laura’s scent mixed with her blood filled the room. “I’ll be here when you wake up.” Carm closed her eyes and rested her head on top of hers.

Now it was up to Laura when she wanted to wake up.

Edited Date: 2018-01-13 06:06 am (UTC)

Laura gasped as Carmilla bit her, arching into the as ever slightly painful pleasure that being bitten always was, but her eyes widened as Carmilla didn't stop drinking. Laura hadn't expected Carmilla to move now, and just for a second her mind flickered to her safe word. But this was Carmilla and she trusted Carmilla.

But it would be harder next time and Laura had never believed in waiting. Besides she was getting weaker. And then Carmilla was drawing back and Laura's mouth was filled with blood. At one level it was a turn-on, her body having long associated slightly bloody kisses with Carmilla and hence with turn-ons. But she realised that one of the reasons that vampires took so much blood before feeding it was to suppress someone's gag reflex. And now she couldn't safe-word as the world went grey with Carmilla draining her dry.

Two hours later Carmilla heard the one thing she'd never expected to hear again. Laura's heartbeat.

Carmilla had fallen asleep waiting for her to wake. Her head still resting on top of Laura’s. Every minute dragging by slowly until out of nowhere the faint rhythm of Laura’s heart kicked back into life.

Not expecting to hear that noise again it caused her to jolt awake. “Laura.” She looked down, letting go of her loves hand to rest it on her heart. It was definitely beating again. “Impossible.” Carm started muttering over, worrying she had done something wrong. “I did everything Mattie taught me. I can’t have got this…” At this point Carmilla wondered if she had caused Laura any damage.

The heartbeat was getting louder and back to normal sound of a humans. Carm shot out bed in a panic and started pulling apart the room, noting that Laura was still pale and peaceful regardless of the pounding in her chest. She was looking for her phone, even Laura’s would do she just needed to get hold of Mattie and make sure she didn’t miss anything.

“Come on where is it, where is it.”

And Laura remained unconscious while Carmilla was searching, with a body temperature that was, instead of cold, a few degrees warmer than it ought to be. Inside her changes were taking place but outside other than a heart rate of about 140 she remained utterly still and peaceful, as still as death and not breathing for all her heart was working.

The heartrate getting faster only made Carmilla’s panic grow. The faster it raced the faster she searched. In the end she had to ignore the candles that were already close to fading and turn on the lights. She briefly stopped to check this wasn’t all a crazy nightmare and went back over to place her hand on Laura’s chest. Not only was it still beating, confirming Carmilla’s panic should be real but Laura’s chest wasn’t moving. She wasn’t breathing and had a temperature.

“What have I done.”, She felt a tear start to roll down her cheek, trying to catch her breath. That’s when she saw her phone on the floor like a beacon of hope. It must have fallen out her bag. “Mattie.” With speed unmatched by humans she called her friend. It kept going to voicemail but Carmilla didn’t give up. Third call, fourth call..she kept going while pacing up and down their bedroom.

After the eighth call there was noise like someone appearing in the behind her. Carmilla turned to be presented with her old friend. “Alright alright Cherie, no need to keep calling.” Mattie instantly noticed Carm was upset. She hadn’t seen her like this in…well in a long time. Seeing Laura on the bed confirmed that something was clearly not right. Carmilla only got emotion if this girl was involved.

“Well this is a turn for the books.” Mattie walked over to Laura. She could hear the heart beat and rested the back of her hand on the seemingly unbreathing girl. “Magical coma? Poison? Have you fallen out with a witch doctor?” She mused, looking at Carm.

“I turned her. I did everything you taught me and it went wrong. Why did it go wrong?” Carm’s balled her hands in anger, forgetting she was holding her phone it disintegrated in her hand.

“Clearly you weren’t paying attention. Never in all my years have I seen this reaction. Did you bond with her?”

Carm brushed the broken phone parts out of her hand. She couldn’t place if she was angry at Mattie for being so calm or mad at herself. The emotion was overwhelming. “I didn’t get a chance to talk to her about it. She hasn’t woken up since…since I bit her.”

“You mean drained the life from her?” Mattie was surprising calm about the whole thing. Not exactly helpful for Carmilla in her present state of panic. “Oh and she’s wearing your ring. How cute. I didn’t think you’d last this long but I got to admit I’m happy I was wrong.”

“Mattie!” Carm snapped. “Can you find out? As someone? Just bring her back.” Seeing that Mattie was proving to be completely useless at helping. Carm grabbed Laura’s phone now visible on her desk and send an SOS message to LaF and Perry.

And Laura chose that moment to stand up. Eyes completely black, vampiric fangs showing, and not a trace of intelligence. "Hungry." She stepped forwards with an almost preternatural grace directly towards Mattie, an amount of predator in her walk that would reflexively alarm the vampire and the former vampire.

Carmilla had then finished sending the message to LaF and was about to have another yell at Mattie when Laura woke up. Relief washed over her if only for a few seconds. The moment she saw Laura’s eyes, completely bank and hungry Carm froze. It was also surreal to see Laura with fangs.

“Mattie.” Carm stepped between them and put her arms to stop Laura from advancing on her old friend. “Get to the fridge and grab a blood bag. Do it now.”

Mattie didn’t like being told what to do but respected the fact Carmilla was trying to help. She slowly snuck out the room and once out of Laura’s eyesight, moved quickly for the fridge, searching for blood. She didn’t want to leave Carmilla alone for too long. Regardless of her lack of care.

Carmilla in defence mode kept her eyes on Laura and her back towards the door. “Laura. It’s okay, Mattie’s gone to get you some blood.” Noticing how she was moving Carm backed up towards the door and shouted for Mattie to hurry up. There was a grumble from the kitchen not even vampire hearing could understand and Carmilla didn’t break eye contact with Laura. “Just stay here, she’ll be back any second.”

Laura looked at Carmilla and darted to the right with more than human speed, grabbing the tub of hot chocolate and clutching it to her chest, curling round it protectively before opening it as she turned away from Carmilla and poured as much of the tub of powder as she could into her open mouth, swallowing it dry as much as she could, before chasing it down with Carmilla's half finished cocoa. Her posture unbent a little as she looked at Carmilla, but her voce was a hoarse rasp. "More. Milk. Sugar. Meat. Blood."

It was clear Laura wasn’t herself. Anyone could see that. Pouring powder in her mouth only confirmed Carmilla’s suspicions further. Thankfully Mattie came back just in time passing Carm the bag of blood to give to Laura.

Mattie behind Carmilla by the door. She part wanted to leave but was too curious about Laura’s condition to go now. Not when things were getting interesting. She watched Carmilla slowly approach the girl and offer out the bag of blood.

“Here.” Carm flashed a look back at Mattie as she closed the gap between herself and Laura. “You need this.” She’d just gotten close enough when LaF came into the room, ignoring Mattie like she wasn’t even there.

Carm had spent the time slowly approaching Laura, keeping her away from Mattie and trying not to make sudden movements considering she wasn’t herself at the moment, and LaF simply walked in casually and headed straight for her. “So what’s the emergency? Why is she here? What’s going on?” LaF peered their head over Laura’s shoulder and noticed she was clutching the tub of powder to her chest. “Um. Is this some new craving or are you really eating powder from a tub?”

Laura snatched the bag out of Carmilla's hand and tore into it with one fang, before pouring it into her mouth and then what was left of the tub of cocoa, swirling it around before gulping down the mixture of blood and cocoa, her posture returning to something more human although still unclear. And then she grimaced at LaF, showing her fangs. "More!"

LaF jumped. They knew Laura would one day become a vampire but saying it was different to seeing it and Laura with fangs looked so different. It would definitely take some getting used to. “Black eyes? Carm why does she have black eyes?” They said moving quickly behind Carmilla in defence.

“If I knew I wouldn’t have called you.” Laura snapped. “I turned her and she woke up like this”

LaF’s expression had started to change to the worried look of Carmilla’s. Mattie by this point had vanished into the dark without saying a word. It was when Laura said more LaF ran and and got three more blood bags. They passed them to Carmilla who slowly gave them to Laura one by one.

“Has this ever happened before?” Laf asked, watching Carm shake her head. “Should we tie her up?”

Carmilla started to ignored everything LaF just said and stepped closer to Laura. “Hey. Laura?” Passing the final bag of blood. “You in there?”

Laura took the first bag and basically ripped it open and poured it down her throat, but passed on the other two, the whites of her eyes starting to emerge.

Her voice was hoarse and sounded as if came from a dry throat. "Starved. But now for human food." And with that she was gulping down her entire cookie supply from the shared room. "And sugar helps. But I think I need protein."