Tuesday September 16th 2008
Who: Blue and Jason What: Going to the den again Where: Downtown Danvers When: Evening Rating: PG 13
Blue was so super totally psyched about going out with Jason tonight. Last time she had been behaving herself, and therefore she had missed out on half the experience of going. This time would be different, though. This time she could do whatever she wanted and no one would tell her that it was bad. She hadn't been to a den properly in so long, far too long. She was dressed to kill, but her outfit was covered with her knee length black jacket. It was okay- Jason didn't need to know what she was wearing. He had told her that she would always be the same to him no matter what, so it didn't really matter what she wore.
Giving him a kiss on the cheek as they climbed into his truck, Blue decided that next time she would find a way for them to get to wherever they wanted to go. It didn't seem fair that Jason always drove. Though he was a good driver, and she liked being in his truck. It made her feel special. She also liked that it was a bench seat and that meant she could be right up next to him the entire ride, looking around and leaning on his shoulder and holding his hand and watching the speedometer. Fun things.
When they did finally arrive, she barely waited for him to kill the engine before she was unbuckled and climbing out of the truck, a giddy little giggle escaping her. She peeled off her jacket and left it in the truck, since she knew she wouldn't need it inside. She hadn't gotten to wear this outfit in a long time. It made her boobs look awesome. "Come on Puppy!" she cried gleefully, linking her arm with his and dragging him along toward the pulsing thud of the bass from the music inside.
Jason met up with Blue at the appointed time, dressed casually in a pair of black jeans, boots and a camel-colored shirt. With a denim jacket thrown over his shoulders, he made sure he had the necessities and heading out of the room, knowing he’d meet up with Blue in the hall. It was handy that he knew where they were going this time, so he didn’t have to ask for directions from her. He just drove, letting her curl up against him and enjoying the ride.
The dhampir was incredibly surprised that he managed to find a parking space just outside the den, and relatively close to the door, but he wasn’t one to complain. Shutting off the engine, Jason grinned and shook his head as Blue dove out, throwing her jacket onto the seat of the truck. He made sure to lock the doors and came around the front. As soon as he saw the petite redhead, Jason paused and had to check to make sure his jaw hadn’t dropped, embarrassing him. Luckily it was still attached. He had to remind himself that it was Blue, she was his friend, and she was welcome to dress however she wanted. Not to mention, she was older than him.
“Alright, alright.” Jason chuckled and following her into the den, paying the cover charge as expected at the door. Now that he knew what to expect, and he was more familiar with the theory of feeding thanks to Ana and Ava’s class, he wasn’t quite as shocked, knowing what what happening behind the curtains. He followed behind Blue, letting his gaze wander over the crowd, looking to see if anyone would catch his eye. It was a good thing he didn’t fill up on dinner. He wouldn’t over feed here, but he wouldn’t make himself sick from a full stomach.
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Oblivious as she could be, Blue didn't seem to notice if Jason even saw what she was wearing. After all, he wasn't interested at all, so why bother to see if he was checking her out? It was nice to feel wanted, but Jason had never made her feel that way, at least not when it came to being sexy. Blue was a persistent girl, but she wasn't a doormat.
Puppy was so sweet for paying her way in. He really was a doll. Blue made a mental note to be very sweet to him tonight and be helpful to him if he needed it. Already she could tell he was more comfortable in here then he had been last time. He seemed relaxed, and he was looking around and seemed interested by what was going around him. Grabbing Jason's ass in a good, firm squeeze, Blue got on her tiptoes to tell him "I'm gonna get a drink at the bar, you want one too?"
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Jason was the type of person who liked having friends more than having lovers. Blue was a terrific friend, so why bother shifting the status quo to something that may or may not work? At this point, it wasn’t a risk he was willing to take, and he was happy Blue seemed to agree. Or if not agree, let him go with it.
His nose was working on overtime, taking in the bar food being served from the kitchen, the thick alcohol flowing, the richness of so much blood in one area. It was not as difficult as it used to be to stay in control, knowing that beyond the curtain blood flowed freely and moans could be faintly heard over the booming rock music. Jason jumped slightly, feeling Blue grab his ass, then nodded his head. “Sure. Get me one of whatever you get.” He watched her slide through the crowd to the bar and then realized he shouldn’t have said that. Quickly, he prayed that she wouldn’t order something too girly.
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Blue was definitely a girlie girl, but she didn't usually drink like one. Drinking like a woman would take too long for her to get drunk, so she stuck with the hard stuff because it was just easier and it barely had a taste anyway. Weaving through the crowd, she was only gone at the bar a few moments (cleavage was everything) before she returned with four long, skinny shot glasses. "Whiskey shooters!" she exclaimed, handing him two glasses before she tossed down one of her own, immediately followed by another. A few dribbles of liquor got on her tits, making her laugh as she wiped her mouth on the back of her hand. "Oops!" she declared, grabbing the head of a very cute boy passing and shoving his face down into her clevage. He seemed shocked for about half a second, then licked a long trail from between her her boobs up to her jaw. Blue giggled, leaning against his mouth, then shoved him on his way. "I totally miss doing this," she said with a little sigh.
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Jason didn’t move very far from where Blue had left him, his eye caught on a redhead dancing on the stage. She looked very similar to the woman he’d met the first time he came here. Maybe she dyed her hair? He was certain and didn’t bother to think on it too long. Blue came back faster than expected. With shot glasses instead of the expected tall glass. Whiskey shooters. He could do those easily enough. At least it didn’t taste as bad as tequila. “Thanks, Bluebell.”
Taking the glasses, he followed Blue’s lead, knocking back first one, then the other in quick succession. A slight shudder rolled down his spine from the potency so he shook his head to clear it. Much better. He watched out of the corner of his eye as Blue let a random male tongue her chest, but mostly he focused on the redhead he’d taken a fancy to. Still, he let his eyes and nose roam, wondering if he’d find someone else.
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Jason was usually pretty independent about being in these places, so Blue decided that she didn't need to stick around him like she did last time. His eyes were scanning the room anyway, not even noticing her, so she figured that he was wanting to go off and do his own thing. Taking his empty glasses, she placed them on the tray of a passing shot girl. "I'm gonna go and do stuff!" she declared, reaching up to put a hand on his neck and pull him down so she could kiss his cheek. "You have fun, I'll be around if you need me!" She would keep half an eye on him, because he was still new to this and last time he'd gotten worried and she liked that she had been there to help. But he could pick up his own girl this time. And if not, well... maybe in fifteen minutes she'd find him someone.
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Jason turned his attention back to Blue as she took his shot glasses. He let her pull him down for a peck and he returned the favor, kissing her cool cheek. “Sorry I’m ignoring you, Bluebell,” he spoke near her ear. He was close enough he didn’t have to shout to be heard. “Wanna go watch the dancers with me or would you rather prowl around?” It made perfect sense to him to use animal terms for what they were doing. It actually made it slightly easier in his mind, to think about stalking prey. Sizing it up before pouncing. Of course, he wasn’t looking to kill like it was out on the plains, but it was a similar concept.
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Well, if Puppy wanted to hang around with her, Blue was totally okay with that. A new grin spread over her face, her expression lighting up. "Okay!" she exclaimed, grabbing his hand and pulling him along, not at all answering the question he'd asked. What she assumed he was asking was if she would please join him, and that she could definitely do. She would love to! The dancers made her happy. She found them a place right up front and center, with a very buxom black haired woman was writhing and twirling around on a pole. Plopping down into a seat, Blue released her grip on Jason and placed her hands on the edge of the stage, grinning up at the woman. "You're hot!" she called to her, which got her a wink and a flash of nipple. "Ooh she likes me!" Blue exclaimed, patting Jason on the arm excitedly.
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Jason chuckled, knowing that Blue was happy and glad that he’d made her that way. Of course, he didn’t know what she’d assumed, but that was fine. It wasn’t something to worry about right now anyways. He followed her to the stage, sitting beside her and looking up at the woman dancing. Turning towards Blue, he grinned. “Interested in her then, Blue?” For himself, his eyes strayed to the stage just behind the woman nearly crouching in front of him. The red head had flipped herself upside on the pole, holding herself by only her legs. Sexy. He wondered if the color was natural.
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The question required some serious considering, and Blue put a finger to her lips to ponder. It wasn't often that she went for women, though she had been known to on occasion. And most of those women had been brunette. Still, this one was pretty, but there wasn't anything really spectacular about her. Nothing worth lezzing out over. "No," replied the little vamp after a moment, almost sadly. "I don't think I want her like that." It was a shame there weren't any boy strippers here, that would've been really fun. Looking around, Blue wondered what to do now. The girl dancers were very pretty, but she wanted some more action, something she could touch. Something substantial.
As if her wish were granted, the woman on stage climbed like a spider down over the stage and planted herself in Blue's lap. "Hey, little lady," she purred, grinding her hips just slightly, arms circling the small redhead's neck. "Nice tits."
"Thanks!" Blue beamed, running her hands over the dancer's arms and chest. "I like yours too. Very realistic. Can I touch them?"
"Sure thing, sugar," she purred, arching her back slightly as Blue ran her small hands over the ample mounds, her small fingers pinching at the nipples and making the dancer moan softly. Jason was all but forgotten for the moment.
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Jason watched the woman climb off the stage into Blue’s lap and his eyebrows rose. Weren’t the performers supposed to avoid touching during their set? Oh well. She knew the rules and both the woman and Blue were enjoying themselves, so who was he to criticize? The woman was cute, sure, but not exactly his type. So instead, he stood, letting Blue motorboat the moaning woman and heading over to the other stage.
He took a seat in front of the stage, letting his eyes slowly roam over the woman’s body. She was dancing, writhing against the pole and damn it looked good. She looked good.
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Sadly, Blue's first notion had been correct- she was just not interested in this woman. It was fun to play, and the men around them seemed thrilled by the show, but Blue herself really wasn't feeling it. So finally her black haired beauty climbed off, giving her a kiss before she left the stage. Blue got up and walked around a bit, only now realizing that Puppy wasn't next to her anymore. With a little pout, she scanned the crowd until she saw a glimpse of him between two people. She wondered if maybe he needed company, but as she got closer and saw the look on his face as he watched the dancer, she decided that no, he didn't. His eyes were glued to that woman's body and he was totally content with being by himself.
Making her way to the bar, Blue hopped up onto a stool and swiveled a bit, waiting for the bartender to come her way. She would be patient this time, since Puppy wasn't waiting for her to bring him booze. "Hey, little one," a smooth voice said, making Blue spin in her chair until she came face to face with a very handsome, very dark skinned man.
"Ooh," she said, delighted. "You're not so little, are you?"
"No ma'am," he smiled.
"I bet you taste like chocolate."
The gentleman laughed out loud, tilting his head back a bit from it. "Oh, little red," he chuckled. "You wanna find out?"
With a simple nod and a very pleased look on her face, Blue hopped down from the stool and linked her arm with her new companion's, following him as he led the way to the area behind the curtains. She managed to catch Jason out of the corner of her eye, making sure he was still okay, before she vanished behind the red velvet drapes. ---
Jason was thoroughly enjoying the dance the woman was giving him. Okay, so maybe coming out to the den tonight wasn’t such a bad idea. He had to give it to Blue, she hadn’t steered him wrong yet. Everything they’d done, while crazy sometimes, had been fun. It seemed she was on her last dance because she literally crawled off the stage over to him, sliding off the tile straight onto his lap. She’d have to be numb to not feel just how turned on he was at the moment.
Jason’s hands came up to cup her slim waist, sliding up the smooth skin and down around to her back. She started grinding against him for a moment then licked his jaw, trailing her lips over the line. His voice husky, he managed to mutter, “Wanna go in back?” Okay, so it wasn’t the smooth lines he prided himself on, but it seemed she was willing.
Her voice was smooth as silk and as rich as aged whiskey. “Sure thing,” she murmured against his ear, gently biting his lobe before coming to her feet. Jason didn’t even bother to hide his erection as he stood and followed her behind the curtain. She knew her way around and that didn’t bother him at all. “By the way, my name’s Jason.” He just couldn’t sleep with some random woman without knowing her name. That was just...too odd for him. The redhead with green eyes glanced over her shoulder and gave a sultry smile. “Kandee.”
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Sprawled on one of the not-so-hidden couches, Blue and her companion (Derek, apparently) were tangled up in one another, stroking and kissing and giggling a little when the small redhead spotted Jason walking by. She beamed, pleased as punch. This time she didn’t need to find him someone, he had done it himself. What a good boy! “That’s my Puppy,” she informed Derek proudly.
“Hmm,” he purred against her neck, pressing a few kisses there. “He’s your pet?”
Pulling away, Blue made a face at him. “No, he is not my pet!” she said angrily. “That’s awful.”
“Sorry, little lady, didn’t mean to put you off. I just assumed, since you said he was your puppy...”
“No, that’s just what I call him. Like a pet name, or a term of endearment.”
“So, he’s your boyfriend then?”
Blue made another face. “No. He’s just.... I dunno. A bestie.” She paused, then untangled herself. “I’m gonna go find him I think.” And just like that she walked off, leaving poor Derek alone on the couch, confused and hard. Thankfully, he wouldn’t have to wait alone long. But Blue had lost interest in him, like she often did with things, and her new goal was to find Jason. And soon enough, she did, as she peeked into a room that was set away from the main clusterfuck. With a grin, she stood in the doorway and watched. He was so cute when he was with a girl.
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Cute was not a word Jason would attribute to himself, but then again, it wasn’t like he knew what Blue was thinking either. Right now, his mind was filled with Kandee. Wondering what she was hiding underneath that scrap of a stage outfit. He could hear her heart pounding with excitement, smell her blood surge with lust and heat. It was something, a sensation they hadn’t taught in class yet how to deal with and it was intense.
He pulled the curtain closed behind him, vaguely aware of someone following them down the hall, but he figured it was just another couple and left it alone. Kandee walked straight to the couch, crawling onto the cushions on her knees and the coyote in Jason loved it. She shifted a bit to sit on the sofa and Jason followed, sitting close next to her and reaching up with one hand to stroke a finger over her throat. It amazed him just how quickly he was growing used to the idea of blood dolls. He still preferred a rare steak, but this was a different change of pace. Good or bad yet, he didn’t know. Leaning forward, he tilted her head back, running his tongue over her skin. Idly, he wished he knew were Blue was, just so he’d have a safeguard in case he went too far.
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Jason hadn’t gone too far when they came before, so Blue was pretty sure that he would be okay this time too. He was a lot better at this then he gave himself credit for. Most baby vampires totally went insane when they fed on a live person for the first time, but Jason had done just fine. Maybe it was because he was half coyote, and that half of him made him tamer as far as being a vampire went. Regardless of the reason, Blue liked watching him. She liked watching virgins, because once their cherry was popped they got a certain kind of false confidence to them, a kind of bravado where they seemed so sure of themselves but it was obvious that they were still hesitating.
Biting her lower lip, Blue watched Jason and his girl with growing interest. It was good that she was making sure that he was being safe, but mostly, it was just sexy. He was sexy. She liked watching him all over the other woman. She had liked it last time too, but she had needed to behave that time. This time, though....
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Jason was oblivious to the little redhead peeking through the curtain, and right now, that was fine with him. He was too focused on the redhead that was all but in his lap. She moaned at the touch of his tongue, apparently eager to give everything she had. Jason trailed his tongue over the pulse and up her jaw, kissing her fiercely. His free hand came over to stroke her stomach, tugging her body closer to his. At this point, the dhampir wasn’t sure if he wanted to just try feeding, or if he wanted to do something more. She was sexy. He wasn’t attached to anyone. It wasn’t like he couldn’t. Still, it was something to think on.
After several long moments, Kandee pulled away from the kiss, running her finger over Jason’s lip then past to his fangs. “They’re shorter than I expected. It’s easier to kiss you.” Jason frowned for a moment before it clicked. Vampires, he’d heard, had to learn how to kiss without slicing open the tongue of their partner. Apparently in this, shorter fangs were an advantage. Interesting. Her finger was still playing with his lip, so he sucked it into his mouth, watching her lips part with a gasp, green eyes go hazy. He ran the tip over the edge of a sharp fang, cutting the end and licking the drop of blood off the tip.
Kandee gasped and shifted from where she was sitting to Jason’s lap. She tugged her hand free from his mouth and set to work on undoing the buttons. Jason just licked his lips happily as she set about to stripping him. Her blood was sweet with a mild spice to it. Like a good cinnamon candy. It fit her name, and her coloring perfectly. He leaned forward, mouth going to her throat to kiss as he shrugged the shirt off his shoulders, tossing it to the far end of the sofa. Blue and his class had all mentioned that feeding was messy. May as well be down to skin on the upper half to minimize mess. Though with the way this was going, Jason would happily divest himself of his pants soon.
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Blue was not a patient girl, as had been demonstrated by every encounter Jason had ever had with her. As sexy as seeing him kiss Kandee was, and as enticing as watching him pierce her skin with his fang, Blue wanted to see some action. He may have gotten the girl on his own, but he sure didn't seem to know what the hell to do with her. Thankfully, Kandee took a lot more inititative then the last girl had, pushing Jason down and stripping him. Blue grinned wickedly, her blue eyes eating up every inch of his chest as it was slowly exposed. She had always wanted to touch him, to feel him up, but he had never let her. But maybe he would now.
Slipping into the room, Blue kneeled on the floor beside Jason, looking up at Kandee and giving her a smouldering smirk. "Hello Puppy," she purred, pressing a trail of kisses over his abs while Kandee set to work on his belt. With her teeth. "I like her, she's really pretty!" Blue informed him between kisses, her small lips circling his nipple before her front teeth clamped onto it, tugging gently while her tongue flicked over the tip.
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Kandee dropping down to her knees on the floor was just find with him and Jason let his head fall back for a moment as she set to it, her mouth and hair brushing over his skin. A moment later, his nose flared as he recognized a scent. Blue. That was fine and dandy, but his eyes shot open when he felt her kissing his stomach. “Wha- Blue? What are you doing?”
He was obviously confused and Kandee paused, watching the interchange. Oh well. It didn’t concern her, but she was too turned on to leave without being dismissed. Not to mention, the little redhead was cute and threesomes were fun. She went back to Jason’s lap -man, was he ripped!- and let the two figure it out.
Jason was more than a little confused and it showed, but he couldn’t say much before Blue had set her teeth to him. He hissed softly and groaned, arching his back into the touch. Okay, so he liked his rough and Blue apparently knew that. “Blue...you didn’t answer me,” he managed to get out.
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Jason needed to learn that Blue always knew what was fun, and he needed to just be quiet and let her work her magic. She had been doing this kind of thing for longer than he had been alive, and her experiences had taught her a great deal. Jason said he didn't have sex with friends, but he also said he didn't like having sex with strangers, and they both knew that wasn't true. Blue had watched him have sex with a stranger and enjoy it very much. And he would like this too, she could tell by the reaction he was already having. And this was barely anything.
"No, guess I didn't," she said elusively, shifting her position to nip over his chest, her mouth coming to rest at the base of his throat, where she licked and kissed and sucked gently, not hard enough to leave a mark. Not yet, anyway. Meanwhile her hands roamed his chest, exploring, her nails scratching him lightly, making small circles down his stomach, the tips of her fingers daring to dip below his waistband while Kandee kissed just below his navel, her hands prying open his jeans. "Mmm," Blue moaned softly, her lips grazing over Jason's ear, along his jaw, down his neck.
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For someone who was older than him, Blue acted quite a bit like a child. She was in her forties, from what he remembered and still she acted worse than a twelve year old. Ah, the ironies of the world. It was probably why he felt more protective of her than attracted. Still, at the moment he had two women caressing him with hands and mouths and he wasn’t one to start complaining.
Jason groaned as Blue sucked at his throat. He may not have been bitten there, but it was still a sensitive area. It was an odd feeling, if he thought on it, getting aroused by the touch of someone he wanted to protect. A hand came up to thread into Kandee’s hair, keeping that flicking tongue against his skin while his hips arched up under Blue’s touch. A hand on his dick, didn’t matter whose, felt damned good.
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There was only one moment when only one hand was gripping Jason's cock, and that moment did not last long. Blue's mouth slowly worked its way downward, unable to suppress a triumphant smirk from her lips. Jason had always said never, but here he was, writhing beneath her touch. She wasn't so dumb as to think that she could be touching him like this without Kandee being here also, but Blue would take what she could get. She wasn't proud.
While Kandee's hand stroked and kneaded Jason's hardness, Blue made her way downward, entwining her small fingers with the other girl's and helping her grip more tightly. It seemed Jason liked a little bit of rough play, and that was fine with Blue. She was stronger than she looked. With a few more nips to his skin, Blue looked up at Kandee and winked, her tongue tracing a slow circle around the thick head of Jason's cock. Kandee was quick to join in, both tongues swirling around the tip, caressing one another, teasingly flicking until Blue captured the other woman's mouth in a kiss. They both moaned, deeply, solely for Jason's benefit, their joined hands still stroking in rhythm.
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Jason wasn’t one that could tell the future, so how was he to know that “never” meant “eventually”? Still, it wasn’t something he really wanted to think about at the moment. He lifted his head and glanced at Blue as she made her way down his body. Her tongue flicking out and tasting him wasn’t expected, but it wasn’t unwelcome. A low whimper echoed in his chest. “Oh fuck,” he groaned. He didn’t know which was sexier. Seeing both tongues wrapped around him, or two women kissing while stroking him.
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Obviously Jason was enjoying himself, and that made Blue very happy because it meant she was doing a good job, and therefore was being a good girl. She wanted to make him happy, make him pleased with her. And he seemed quite pleased at the moment, if the noises he was making was any indication. Her free hand went up to massage Kandee's breast, coaxing the flesh out of its skimpy casing so Jason could see her thumb brushing over the pert, pink nipple, already hard as a small pearl. She wanted to make sure Jason was watching them, watching her, with as much interest as he'd had before. So when Kandee took her hand from Jason's cock to start peeling apart all the tiny hooks on Blue's corset top, the little vampire did not mind in the least. In fact she arched her back slightly to make the work easier, craning her neck so Kandee's lips could taste the skin there, all the while her small hand keeping a steady, strong pace in stroking Jason off.
"Maybe he should play with himself for a bit," Kandee suggested huskily, moving down onto Blue's level as she peeled the garment from the girl. Both her hands went to work massaging and caressing the vampire's breasts, while her mouth found Blue's again and she kissed her softly, nipping gently on the bottom lip. Blue released her grip on Jason, always willing to let a man touch himself while she gave him something to touch himself for. While one hand lost itself in Kandee's red locks, the other moved between the woman's legs, massaging her through the thin fabric of her thong. The blood doll ground against the small girl's hand, moaning into her mouth, her pussy lips already wet from the attention Jason had been giving her moments ago.
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Jason wasn’t sure if he should be mildly disappointed or excited that the two women were ignoring him for each other. Maybe it was a bit of both. He could smell the arousal on both women, hear the soft gasps and groans Kandee gave as Blue touched her. If they’d get off the floor and onto the couch, Jason would join in, but for now he let the women play. Reaching down, he wrapped a hand around himself, shifting his hips to slide the jeans off to the floor. He didn’t want to disturb dual redheads, so he let the material pool around his ankles for the moment.
Kandee ground against Blue’s fingers, panting against her cool skin. She may be mildly distracted, but she was a professional who knew how to please. Shifting her mouth, she trailed warm breath from Blue’s neck to her bared breasts, flicking her tongue over the pert nipple and taking it into her mouth. Her hands, no longer busy with the top, went to the bottoms, sliding over the material and grasping the tight ass beneath.
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Kandee really did know how to treat a lady, as Blue was melting into her embrace almost immediately. Bending herself backward, she drew Kandee closer to her breast, the hand in the woman's hair gripping it tightly. This was awesome! Blue couldn't even remember the last time she'd had such shameless fun, had just done whatever she wanted and didn't think about consequence. Kandee was bringing shivers all throughout her little body, making Blue pant and moan under her mouth. Her pretty blue eyes closed as she sighed deeply, relishing every sensation pulsing. She wanted to taste someone, wanted to taste Jason mostly but she didn't know if he would let her. Maybe not right now. But oh, how much she wanted his flavor. He smelled so delicious, and his blood type was so unusual, she craved him.
Turning her head, Blue opened her eyes and looked past Kandee's shoulder, her gaze locking with Jason's. She didn't look like the bouncy, excitable little girl she normally did. There was pure sex in her gaze, a maturity and confidence that only came with true age. Her intent was clear- she wanted him, and she fully intended to have him. He looked like dinner to her. Gripping Kandee's hair hard, she snapped the woman's head back, exposing her neck for Blue's tongue to trail down slowly, her fangs scraping on the skin, resting just above the pulse. She glanced up at Jason again, eyes smouldering. "You want first blood?" she asked, her voice rich and sultry and dark, almost commanding his attention be paid absolutely to her.
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Jason watched, thoroughly enjoying the show he was being given. Somehow, Blue didn’t look like a little girl just now. She looked like a woman going after exactly what she wanted. Glancing up at her face when she spoke to him, he nodded. “I chose her. She’s mine.” His voice was husky and possessive, something utterly foreign to him, but he couldn’t help it. If Blue wanted a doll, where was hers? He’d seen, or thought he’d seen, her come back with one. Surely he’d be around here someplace. “Besides, I want her skin unbroken for a bit longer.”
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Jason was normally so timid, it was so sexy to see him being commanding and in charge. Blue purred, giving Kandee's neck a last lick before pulling away a bit, releasing the hand holding tight in the girl's hair. Jason was allowing himself to act more like a vampire, and Blue wasn't going to try and stop that. He needed to be more in touch with that side of himself, and she wanted to help him. This was helping. "You should go ride him," Blue murmured in Kandee's ear, giving her tit a last squeeze before ushering her up off the floor. With half lidded bedroom eyes, Kandee licked her lips as she straddled Jason's lap, facing away from him, and sank herself slowly onto his cock. She moaned as she took more and more of him into her pussy, her body shuddering in pleasure. It was a job to act as though she was enjoying herself, but sometimes she really did, and this was one of those times. Jason had a good sized piece on him.
Still on her knees, Blue pushed Jason's legs further apart, moving herself between them. Her mouth attacked his cock, licking up the shaft as Kandee sank down onto it, her tongue meeting the woman's slit and tracing up to flick over her clit. Kandee gasped, her muscles tightening around Jason's cock, gripping him tightly. Blue's hand took gentle hold of his balls, squeezing slightly while Kandee began to ride him, her hips rolling as she moved on him.
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Jason kept his hand around his cock while Kandee stood, releasing only once she was sitting onto his lap. His head fell back against the sofa cushion as he groaned. He’d heard that most professionals weren’t usually as tight as they could be, from all the various customers they’ve had. Kandee was slick, hot and gripping him perfectly. His hands came up to her waist, guiding her movements against him.
What he wasn’t expecting was Blue to run her tongue over them both. In reflex, Jason bucked up, making Kandee moan and clench around him. “Fuck,” he growled low. One hand moved from her hip to pluck a nipple, pinching it between his fingers and pulling up away from her body. His mouth ghosted over her neck. He didn’t kiss, not yet, because Jason knew that if he opened his mouth over her throat, it’d be to bite. He didn’t want to do that just yet.
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Blue stayed on her knees watching Jason fuck Kandee, her mouth coming to where they were connected and kissing every so often, licking the girl's wet slit to make her shudder, which always made Jason growl. Blue's hands rested on Jason's thighs, gripping him and running over the taut muscles, keeping his blood flowing to his eager cock. Blue could smell his quickened pulse and it made her hungry, the desire to simply clamp her teeth into him and taste him almost overwhelming. Licking her lips, Blue grazed her fangs over Jason's inner thigh, scraping the skin, his muscles contracting with each thrust he made into Kandee's body. Blue could imagine his flavor, rich and salty and wild, like he was. Despite how timid he could be, she knew there was a beast hidden in there, dying to be let out. She could almost taste it in him.
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Jason was so enthralled with Kandee’s writhing that he almost didn’t feel the teeth against his thigh. Almost. Gripping the redhead’s hips tightly, he slowed her movements, looking around her to his friend. “Blue,” he said softly, voice husky. “No.” He knew what she wanted. To bite him. As of yet, Jason had never been bitten, and it was one more thing on his list that he didn’t want to experience at this point. Feeling that he’d made himself clear, he returned his attention to Kandee, thrusting up into her to get her moving again. He grunted and groaned with her thrusts, setting his mouth to her shoulder, kissing and biting gently.
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No. It was always no, always with Jason. He said no even when he really meant yes. But this 'no' stung a little more, because as soon as Jason said it, his attention went back to the woman on his lap. Blue was cast aside, unneeded, barely noticed. It felt like being given up by her daddy again, for a younger redhead. Blue wanted to bite him anyway, to simply take what she wanted. But she had done that once, with Tiger, and he had gotten hurt and she'd felt horrible about it later. At least she was clear enough of mind to realize this.
With a small frown, Blue scooted back from the pair on the couch, grabbing her top from the floor and pulling it around her. She felt naked, in a bad way, and she felt weird and she hated it. She hated that Kandee was bouncing on Jason's lap and groaning and moaning and whimpering from what he was doing to her, her hands kneading her own breasts in excitement. She hated that Jason was lost in his own lust, kissing and being close to Kandee. It was a strange feeling in Blue's belly, unfamiliar and all consuming. Hooking the first few hooks on her top, she pushed herself through the curtain and headed back out into the main area, dressing herself quickly and weaving through people. She would wait out here for him to be finished, and maybe this odd feeling would go away.
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It wasn’t that he was trying to toss Blue away, she was his best friend at TJS, but at the same time, he didn’t want to be bitten and he had a woman writhing on his lap. Where was he supposed to put his attention. Kandee shifted, lifting an arm to tangle in his hair and pull his mouth to hers, kissing fiercely. Jason was vaguely aware of Blue leaving and figured she decided to leave to find her own meal. After all, she probably hadn’t eaten yet and the dhampir had made it clear he didn’t want to share bite marks.
Still, once Blue left, so did the hunger to feed. Jason would rather delve into a rare steak than bite Kandee, but that’s what blood dolls were for. Breaking off the kiss, he panted softly, gripping Kandee’s hips to slow her down. “Sorry. I’m not as hungry as I thought.” The redhead pouted, knowing that she wasn’t going to get what she wanted from the stud. Expertly, she flipped around in his lap without letting him slide too far out. “You’re not used to this yet, are you?” Surprised by her intuition, Jason shook his head while Kandee chuckled. “That’s fine. Look me up next time you’re here when you have some time. I’ll teach you.”
That was interesting, being offered lessons by a blood doll, but it made sense. She knew what to do, so she would be the best teacher. “Fair enough,” Jason groaned as she clenched around him, starting to ride again. Knowing that his friend was waiting, Kandee sped up, driving them both to the edge. When Jason was on the brink, she climbed off his lap, sinking to her knees. One hand slid between her legs to stroke herself while her mouth wrapped around him, sucking hard and deep. He wasn’t wearing a rubber, so there was no way in hell he was shooting in her. A few minutes later, they were both getting dressed, far more relaxed than they had been. Jason left Kandee in the room and strode out to the main floor, following Blue’s scent.
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For some reason, Blue had just lost interest in the night. She was feeling almost sad, but angry along with sad, and it was making her think too much. So instead of thinking, she sat at the bar and started drinking. After three shots of tequila she found her friend Derek on the dance floor with two women, and Blue raised a glass to him (not that he noticed) and drank it down. Good for him. She had kind of left him in the cold, it seemed only fair that he get two women to pick up the slack.
There was a little pyramid of shot glasses by the time Jason came out. Blue was still sitting at the bar, not really drunk but definitely tipsy, at the moment nursing a vodka and cranberry. The shot glasses had been tequila, and she had insisted on a new glass every time just to build the pyramid. It had been fun. "Hey Puppy," she mumbled drunkenly, not looking over her shoulder but knowing he was there behind her. She could smell him, and his presence felt different. "Did you have fun? D'you feed on her?" He didn't smell like blood, so she assumed he hadn't.
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Jason found her at the bar and slid onto the open stool next to her, taking in the number of glasses in front of her. She smelled like the booze and not blood. “Blue,” he asked, concerned. “Have you eaten anything yet?” He shook his head to answer her question and shook it again as the bartender came near. The protective instinct had started up again. She didn’t look like she needed another drink, even though she was probably far from wasted. “What’s wrong, Bluebell?”
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What was wrong? Well if she knew, she wouldn't have been drinking, now would she? That was the issue. She did not know what was wrong. "Nothin," she told Jason plainly, twirling in her chair to face him. "Guess I just don't wanna... tonight. M'tired." Cocking her head slightly, she regarded him, his concern. He was a very nice boy, after all, had always been friendly to her, polite and considerate. But there had always been a distance there. "Just Friends", she supposed it was. A friend with no interest in sleeping with her. He said he didn't do that kind of thing with friends, but he had been doing it with strangers, she'd seen him twice now. Weren't strangers worse? Or maybe it was her. Maybe he just didn't think she was attractive, maybe because she looked too young. Maybe he just liked her stroking his ego, maybe he got a rush from being wanted but denying her. Who knew.
"Aww, Puppy," she cooed, pouting her lips slightly and brushing a thumb over his bottom lip. "I'm not gonna fall victim to bloodlust, I promise. I'm too old for that. But did you have fun? Did you like that one better than the last one?"
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Jason frowned. Twenty minutes ago, when she was all over Kandee, she didn’t seem tired. He wondered what changed. “You sure?” He wished he knew what was going on in her head. Her eyes showed that she was doing an awful lot of thinking, but he wasn’t a telepath or an empath. Times like this made it damned annoying. Still, if something was really wrong, Blue would tell him, right?
“I’m not worried about you falling into bloodlust. At least, not much. And yeah, I guess I had fun. She was cool. Different from the other woman.” Jason didn’t like making comparisons, but Blue wasn’t being herself just now. He wanted to help if he could.
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Blue could not understand how someone could not have a ton of fun when they had just been having sex. Sex was always fun, even when it was bad sex! Well, maybe rape wasn't so fun, but she had never seen that before so she couldn't say for sure. Maybe something was bothering Jason, too. Oh noes! Maybe Blue had done something wrong! But what? She had left him alone so he and Kandee could have privacy, she assumed he wanted it since he seemed so into her and had brushed Blue aside. Maybe he had wanted to feed on Kandee but he was too nervous, and now he felt sad because he couldn't. That made perfect sense in Blue's tipsy mind. "Did you wanna feed on her but I wasn't there?" she asked him softly, head still tilted to study his expression. He looked odd, like something was wrong. "I didn't mean to let you down. You can find someone else if you wanna."
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Jason frowned. Why did Blue feel like she did something wrong? That wasn’t the case at all. She was there to help and he felt like he was the one at fault. For what, he wasn’t sure, but his Bluebell wasn’t her normal cheerful self. Shaking his head, he spoke slowly. “No, that’s not a problem. Not really.” He still wasn’t entirely comfortable with the idea of feeding, but especially not without someone to watch him. And he trusted Blue. But he wasn’t upset with her for leaving. He’d thought she’d left to go find her own playmate rather than the bar, but that was her choice.
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"Oh okay then." Sipping down the rest of her drink, Blue slid down to the floor, misstepping a little and grabbing Jason's arm for support. Looking up at him, she giggled drunkly. "Oopsie!" she declared, leaning against him. "I fell a little!" Apparently tequila had done more damage than she'd thought. All the shots had gone down pretty fast. "Puppykins, I'm ready to go if you wanna go. Or we can stay an' stuff. I don't care!" she giggled again, resting her head on his chest. "I want you to have fun. You should have fun cuz you're my friend and I like making you happy."
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He was grateful for the fast reflexes that had him reaching out for her just as she fell, catching her to his chest. “You alright there, Blue?” How many shots did she have? And all that on an empty stomach. Jason wondered if he should be worried. Probably not. She was older and knew how to take care of herself, right? Well, at least to a point. She did still act like she was Daddy’s girl. “If you want to go home, Bluebell, we can.” He didn’t care either way. It was doubtful he’d find another girl to interest him tonight.
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Humming a little, Blue nuzzled against Jason. "I wanna go home." She didn't want to be here tonight, she didn't feel like being here and drinking from someone and having sex. Something had happened. Jason broke her. "Poo, you broke it," she told him as they walked. "I dunno how you did... maybe cuz... you like her more. Stupid redheads!" Blue frowned, her arm slipping around Jason's waist, her boobs jiggling with easy step. "Redheads ruin everything. Dumb bitches." Daddy's new girl was a redhead, and she had ruined everything. Blue hated redheads right now, despite the fact that she was a redhead. This fact seemed to slip her mind as she glowered at every redheaded girl they passed.
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Letting Blue lean against him, he gathered up their jackets and headed towards the door, keys in hand. “I broke it? Broke what?” Jason didn’t think vampires got drunk, but apparently they could. Blue seemed to be that way right now. He didn’t recall breaking anything, so it must be the alcohol messing with her head.
Reaching the parking lot, he helped her into the truck, noticing some odd looks from women - all with red hair strangely enough - and even catching Blue sending out a few dagger glares. “I never said I liked her more. What gave you that idea?” Checking to make sure she was settled, he jogged around the front and slid into the driver’s seat.
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It was lovely and cool outside, and Blue was glad that the wind was making her a little more lucid. She had started feeling sleepy. But not sleepy enough to stop her from glowering at all the redheaded bitches in the parking lot. Why were there so many out here? Whores. Leaning against Jason's truck, Blue scoffed at Jason's question, and scoffed hard. What gave her that idea? Only everything he had done tonight! She didn't bother giving him an answer as she climbed into the truck, only scoffing at him again. Crossing her arms, she pouted, giving Jason a Look as he slid in beside her.
"You were totally all over her!" she declared accusingly, exploding as though suddenly they had fallen into a fight. "She was riding you like you were a horse and she was... was... some... colonial slutbag!" It made sense in her own head. Blue kicked at his glove box moodily, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. "And you were sooo all, like, involved with her! all your attention all on her, and telling me no, cuz you ALWAYS say no cuz... well why don't you find me sexy?!?" Blue turned in her seat a bit to look at Jason, angrily, so angrily heat could be felt from her eyes she was glaring so hard.
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Jason was glad he hadn’t started the car yet because his foot pressed down on the gas pedal when he jumped. Where the hell did this come from? Okay, one thing at a time, right? That was the way to deal with problems. Taking a breath, he tried to speak calmly, albeit confused. “Uh, typically when a woman’s riding me, I pay attention to her.” He started ticking items off on his fingers as he talked. “I said no to you because you wanted to bite me and I’m not into that. And I never said you’re not sexy.” There. That covered it all.
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"But you never said I AM!" she snapped. "And you're a hypocrite! You always say you don't do things with strangers and friends, but you DO! You're a liar! You get all busy with horrible blood doll sluts and you tell me no all the time." Crossing one leg over the other, Blue turned away from Jason, sulking out the window. "I dunno why I'm not good enough for you. Why she can grope you and touch you and and all I get is no." Her voice lowered, softening. "All I ever get is no. You like when I flirt and tell you you're sexy and pay you attention and take you fun places but you just like me as a friend and... and I didn't like you being with her, and that she could do that with you and I couldn't. I didn't like that I was there with you, touching you and stuff and you only paid attention to her, like she was more important and better even though I was there too. And I don't like how it made my tummy feel sick and I don't like how I feel right now! In fact I hate it. I hate it!" She couldn't explain what it was going on inside her, why she wanted to both hit Jason and hide away from him. It was too much confliction.
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Jason couldn’t help his reaction. His jaw dropped and he just stared. Where had all this come from? There were some seriously pent up emotions coming from her and he wasn’t sure at all how to handle it. He wasn’t too thrilled with being called a liar, but given how upset she was, he’d let it slide. “Okay. Okay.” Jason huffed out a breath and faced the steering wheel, trying to collect his thoughts. Where the hell to start?
“You bring me to a den and the expectation here -and the one I get from you- is that I’m supposed to fuck her before I bite her. Something about she’ll enjoy it more and it’ll hurt less. Do I want to or like fucking strangers? No, not really, but I do it because it’s part of who I am and I need to get comfortable with it. You wanted me to get comfortable with it.” One part down. Next one. “I really do value your friendship, Blue. You’re very sexy, but you’re also one of my best friends. I don’t have a good track record with women and I’d rather not lose you from messing up a potential relationship.” He wasn’t even sure how to tackle the last topic. It sounded to him like jealousy, but Blue didn’t get jealous.
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Nothing Jason said really made Blue feel any better. At least, it didn't make her less angry. She couldn't understand how sex would ruin their friendship, because sex never ruined her friendships. Sex made things better. Sure, sometimes there were boys that had wanted more from Blue than sex, and she had needed to tell them no and they felt sad, but... Jason had made it clear that that wouldn't happen with him. "I don't want a relationship," she told him softly. She knew it didn't matter, though. Jason just didn't work like she did. "I wanna go home." Right now, she just wanted to curl under her covers and be alone and not think about this anymore. She wanted her tummy to stop hurting.
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Sighing, Jason leaned his head forward, pressing it against the wheel. This night had started out fun and sexy and turned to shit rather quickly. He wasn’t sure where exactly it went wrong, but he had a long car ride to figure it out. “Alright, Blue,” he said softly, raising his head and starting the engine. “We’ll go home.” He stayed silent until she decided to talk again. Judging from the look of things, that wouldn’t be for awhile. He’d probably go for a run when he got home.
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Most of the ride was in silence, Blue's knees curled up to her chest. She was trying to think of what was going on in her head. Maybe... maybe she was mad at Jason because he reminded her of her Daddy, casting her aside for some new girl. But that couldn't be it. She's never had Jason, and he was still friends with her now. Nothing had changed there at all. He hadn't ever slept with her, and he had never let her think he would. So why did it bother her now that he wouldn't? Why did she not want to see him with Kandee, when she had been so close and had been denied? He'd always denied her, nothing was different there.
"What does it mean when your tummy hurts thinking about someone with somebody else?" she asked softly, her eyes still out the window. Maybe Jason would know. He was a smart boy.
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Jason sighed. They were over halfway home before Blue finally spoke up, and he wasn’t sure how to answer the question. Or what the answer meant. He spoke quietly, doing his own thinking while he drove. “Typically it means jealousy. Or possessiveness, anger, hurt. Any of them fit, but jealousy is probably the closest.” He took the exit that led them to TJS. Only about five minutes or so before they were home again.
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Jealousy? "But that's silly!" Blue giggled a little, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. What a thought. Why would she be jealous? Of Jason, of all people? He was a friend to her, and he was very nice, and they had fun together. But it wasn't anything like that, nothing to be jealous over. "It doesn't make any sense. I'm not jealous of you. I'm happy for you when you take charge and stuff. I do like helping you learn, and get control over stuff. It makes me happy. And I like seeing you happy, too." Little lips pursed, Blue pondered some more, turning to face Jason. "But I didn't like you with Kandee. And I didn't like being ignored. And... I wanted to touch you, too. Do you think... that's jealousy?" It seemed really unlikely, but... she didn't know how else to explain her sick tummy.
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Shaking his head, Jason shrugged. “I don’t know, Blue.” Did he really ignore her? Sure it was harder to focus on two women, especially when one was gripping him with a professional’s ease, but he didn’t ignore her. At least, he didn’t think so. “I didn’t mind you touching me,” he admitted quietly. “I minded you trying to bite me.” He didn’t even mind when she ran her tongue over him. He loved it. The fangs were another deal.
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Sniffling a little, Blue tilted her head to study Jason. He had liked it when she touched him? She hadn't thought so. He'd seemed so focused on Kandee, only reciprocating to her and not Blue. In fact, he had seemed resistant to everything she did. "You did?" she asked, feeling... almost touched. She was special to him, and he did find her sexy. Maybe trying to feed on him was a bit hasty, but it had been hard not to want to, since he was so enticing. "Well I liked it too. I mean, touching you. You're very yummy." She smiled a little at him, shyly. "I didn't mean for you to feel unhappy. I just... got caught up in the moment. And you smell so good, and you're really very sexy. I just wanted you, is all."
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Jason nodded. “I figured as much, and I’m sorry for upsetting you. It’s just harder for me to think of you sexually when I see you as a kid. I know you’re not, but you still look like one, and to an extent act like one. For someone in their forties, Blue, there’s a lot you don’t know and realize. You’re still innocent in some ways and it makes me want to be more protective of you than anything else.” Jason pulled into the parking lot at the school and parked his truck. He didn’t look over at her, not yet, because he wasn’t sure what was going on. He couldn’t even smell it, because the truck was thick with her residual anger and jealousy so distinguishing what she felt now wasn’t quite possible.
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Blue fixed Jason with a stare, as though she was looking right inside his brain. She didn't say anything for a little while, just looked at him, reading him. When she spoke again, her voice was older, more mature. Not quite her usual childish tone. "I'm not as innocent as I seem," she told him simply. There was a lot more going on in Blue's mind than she let anyone, even Tiger, know about. Much of it was discarded because her sire had wanted a child forever, and she had wanted to please him. But a mind could not go through forty years and not mature, not age.
Moving closer to him, Blue put a hand on Jason's thigh, her wide blue eyes locking into his own. "Would you see me differently if I acted my age?" she asked him. "Or would it not matter because of how I look?" She knew her physical appearance made people uncomfortable, especially when she acted as a sexual being. But she was an adult. It just seemed pointless to behave like one if it wouldn't change anything, and in most cases it wouldn't.
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Jason chuckled, a way to cover up his sudden nervousness and the surprise at the change. “Blue, you didn’t even recognize jealousy. I’m sure you know what you’re doing when it comes to sex, but are you as emotionally mature?” Though the way she was acting right now, more adult and less childish, it was sexy. Looks didn’t matter as much to Jason as personality and maturity. As it was, there was only one thing Blue needed more of, and it seemed she had it. She just hid it.
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"I've just never been jealous before," she said with a shrug. "I've never had a need to be. No one was supposed to matter as much as my sire, so I didn't bother getting attached. If you're not attached, there's no need to be jealous, is there?" Lovers she'd had no need for, no point in letting someone care for her. No sense in caring for someone. "I'm not oblivious to my actions," she told him, her tone becoming rounder as she spoke, older. It was becoming the voice she could have had, if she had aged herself. "I know the motives behind them, I know why I react the way I do. Or, at least, as much as any person can truly understand themselves." With a light laugh, she pressed closer still, her pronounced breasts pressing against Jason's arm. "You didn't answer my question, though. Would you see me differently if I acted my age?" Judging from the way he looked, how there seemed to be a sudden discomfort there, the answer was yes.
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Well, that explained some things then. It made sense, sort of, that she’d only be attached to her sire. So no one else was worth the emotion. Did that mean he was worth it? It was an odd thought and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it. Not that he had much time to think since Blue was pressed up against him, her hand dangerously close to his lap. She wanted her question answered and Jason was an honest guy. Giving a small nod, he said, “Yeah. I would. I’m not sure how, but it’s not the same as it was.”
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With a small, modest nod, Blue accepted the answer. It only made sense, of course. Since she acted like a child, she would be treated like one, especially by someone as upstanding and decent as Jason. Maybe she should have been flattered. After all, he was taking her as she presented herself and didn't judge her for it. He was still her friend even though she was a bit manic and strange. "Thank you," she said quietly, leaning up to give him a kiss on the cheek. "You're a very sweet boy, Jason. You're good to your word and you do what you think is right. I'm sorry I called you a liar and a hypocrite before. I pulled you into a circumstance in which you weren't quite comfortable, and you did what you felt you needed to do. I'm really proud of you, actually. You handle yourself well." With a pat to his leg, Blue moved away from him, scooting back to her side of the truck and pulling on her jacket. "Thank you for accompanying me tonight. It was... fun."
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Jason sat on his side of the truck, more than a little flummoxed at the way the evening had turned out. “You’re..welcome. And thanks.” He wasn’t quite sure if that’s what he was expected to say, but it sounded right. Oh man was he gonna need a run after this to clear his head. Blue had thrown a number of curve balls at him tonight and he wasn’t entirely sure he caught them all. He slowly took his keys out of the ignition and threw on his own jacket, trying to work things out in his mind at the same time.
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With a coy little laugh, Blue slid out of his truck, shutting the door smartly behind her. She did love that truck. Jason confused her probably as much as she confused him. He didn't make her feel like she did around Pookie, but he did make her feel something more than what she did with casual acquaintances. Maybe he was just a different level of friend, the kind that she truly respected. That made sense. She did respect him, because he had morals, and he spoke his mind and he was honest.
Coming around to his side of the car, Blue gave him a hug. "You don't have to worry about me pining over you," she assured him. "I think I was jealous because my heart is trying to find a replacement for my sire, someone to want me unconditionally. I tried it with Tiger and we only fought, and now I think I'm doing it to you as well, and I know that isn't fair. I promise not to anymore. You should be able to see and sleep with whomever you wish without judgement." Releasing the hug, Blue stepped back to look up at him, a small smile on her face.
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Jason hugged her back as he got out of his truck, confused by this new side of her and not at all sure how to take it. “O...kaaaay.” This was just a weird night. That’s all it was. “Y’know, Blue. Typically when humans get out of long term relationships, it’s suggested they take time to themselves to figure out who they are before getting into another one. After all, how can someone love you for you if you don’t really know the kind of person you are? I know that a sire-childe relationship is a bit different, but there’s some similarities.” Jason couldn’t even understand all of the dynamics because he didn’t have a sire. Not in the typical sense. There were a lot of things about vampires he’d never fully understand.
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With a shake of her head, it was obvious that Blue was mentally clicking her tongue at Jason. "I know what kind of person I am," she told him. "I've never been a mystery to me. I know myself incredibly well." Blue was probably the only person that she knew inside and out. Most other people tended to confuse her. "But thank you for thinking of me. I know you mean well." She pinched his cheek a little, grinning. "So I'll see you around, right? Maybe next time you can pick where we go and surprise me. That way you're guaranteed to have a good time."
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Jason chuckled, since it seemed to be the only thing to do. “Yeah, alright. You know you’ll see me around Blue. You confuse the hell out of me, but we’re still friends.” He rubbed his cheek from where she pinched it and shook his head. She really was something else. Jason headed toward the dorms, wanting to change out of his clothes to something more suited for outdoors before stripping and shifting.