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Lilly Lilium wasn’t sure how she got herself into her current predicament. Laying in the bed she shared with Melica’s ruler, Friedelinde Eimer, she pondered her predicament. She was pinned down, arms on either side of her, with her chestnut-haired lover staring into her eyes. Frieda’s eyes glowed red, but nothing around the pair was illuminated. They were unmistakable, the holy woman noted, as the eyes of a vampire. Such creatures of the night had only ever before been relegated to myths and legends—a surprise given the world that she lived in—but there was no denying the sight in front of her.
“Frieda?” Lilly asked her lover, attempting to reach up a hand to gently caress the ruler’s face but found it blocked by the arms around her. She continued, “Are you okay?”
Frieda gave no words in response. Instead, she reached her head down and slowly licked Lilly’s neck on the nun’s right side. Lilly gasped at the sudden, wet touch. It was odd, but in truth, Lilly understood the purpose of it. Frieda was preparing to bite Lilly, if any of the stories she’d previously encountered of vampires—fictional as they may have seemed at the time—were to be believed.
Surely enough, Frieda then sank her fangs into the flesh of Lilly’s neck. Two sharp fangs tore into the veins of the nun’s throat, causing a large jolt of agony to rip through her body. Lilly couldn’t stifle a small scream of pain as her lover bit into her. Immediately, though, she recognized an odd feeling. As Frieda began to drink the blood from her body, she realized that she enjoyed it. The feeling wasn’t even remotely pleasant and she felt as though she could die if even a little bit was removed from her body, but there was a thrilling masochism pumping through her as the very water of her life was drained from her.
After a minute or so, Frieda pulled her fangs from Lilly’s body. The nun gasped as her beloved again dragged her tongue across her neck, licking up the last droplets of blood spilling out. Her eyes lost that red glow as she returned to her normal state.
Lilly took the chance to use her time magic to undo her injuries. She was glad that this at least didn’t happen to someone who would have a smaller chance of surviving a bite like this. Once she was properly healthy again, Lilly wrapped her arms around Frieda and pulled her into a long, warm kiss.