“You’re feeling better, I take it? Since you’re being rude?”
“What?”
“I’ll let you be rude to me. It’s fine because it’s a sign that you’re… your own person. And that’s very important to me.”
She struggles out of my grip and even though I don’t want to release her, I do. Because she’s confused and needs more blood and sex.
Besides, she’s naked and as she slips out of bed, I take a good long look at her full breasts, and round ass, and pussy covered in fuzz so blonde, it’s nearly white.
“You’re perfect,” I tell her. “I made you so perfect.”
She walks over to the window and pulls the sheer curtain aside, ignoring my words. Then she scans the city, shaking her head. “This… this isn’t real.” She turns to face me, making those glorious tits jiggle. “This isn’t a real place! There are…” She pulls the curtain aside again and takes a second look. “There are horses and buggies down there. People all dressed up like… God-lovers, or something.”
I actually laugh. “God-lovers. That’s so adorable. You, Little Baby, aresoadorable.”
“That doesn’t explain this fucking city!” She points to the window. “Where is this?”
“When, my dear.Whenis this. And it’s…” I shrug up a shoulder. “I dunno. 1900 maybe? It’s not historically accurate because I was underground at that time. But who cares, right? I like the sound of horses. I like all the clothes people wore at this time. All those undergarments to get through before you can fuck your women. I mean, you can always just bend them over and hike the skirts up, taking them from behind. But that’s just cheating in my book. I like a naked woman.”
Then I leer at her. Good and long too. I open my mouth, bare my fangs, and lick one with my tongue. “Come here.” I pat the bed beside me. “Come, Little Baby. You’re irritable because you need blood and sex.”
She looks at the bed, then looks at me, baring her own fangs, hissing like a feral cat.
Oh, I like that. I like that very much. But she’s getting precariously close to crossing a line with me and I feel it is my duty, since she is newborn, to give her fair warning.
Instantly, I’m across the room and I’ve got my hand around her throat. Equally as quick, I push her into a wall, pinning her against it.
Then I open my mouth, bare my fangs, and growl back. “Because you are my first, and confused, and deserving of respect in your own right since you are mine… I will let you be a brat for today and today only, Little Baby.”
Her eyes are wide with fear and she’s gasping for breath under my tight grip on her throat. Her hands clamp over mine, her fingertips trying to pry it off.
It’s of no use. I am the Darkness, after all. And she is just my Little Baby.
I wait until her face turns bright red, and her eyes start to flutter, and her muscles go limp before I ease up and let her breathe again. She slides down the wall like a rag doll, her legs all spread open in front of her as she sucks up air. I wait, motionless, until she regains herself.
And this patience of mine pays off when she looks up at me.
She’s so helpless. So weak. So…fragile. It turns me on.
Naturally, my cock begins to grow. And since it’s not very far from her face, she notices this. Is drawn to it, actually.
She licks her lips.
I bend down, open my legs as well, and then I take her face in my hands. “You need blood and sex, Little Baby. And you’ll feel all better.”
There are tears streaming down her cheeks and she doesn’t answer me.
I’m just about to become annoyed with her reaction when I remember that I have forgotten to tell her the good news. No wonder she’s crying. She doesn’t realize who and what she is yet.
I stand back up and offer her my hand, then bow my head in shame. “Forgive me, Little Baby. I’m very sorry. I haven’t given you the good news yet.” I look at her now, with downcast chin and upcast eyes.
After some hesitation, she places her hand in mine and allows me to pull her up off the floor.
Then I look her straight on and smile. “I forgot to tell you.” I slide behind her, my hands slipping over her hips to caress her stomach, her heavy, round breasts resting on my arms. “We’re expecting.”
There is a pause here, and I allow it. I want her to work through it on her own time. And she’s smart, so it’s only a few seconds. “Expecting… what?”
I caress her stomach as I lean down and place my mouth right up to her ear. “We’re expecting a Dark Baby, Little Baby. One made of you and me. It’s a boy, of course. You are his seed mother and I’m his seed father, and together we will raise him and we will be a family.”
