Countess Cara
Chapter VI
...The forest trees reach towards my face spread across the moon, broadcasting my grinning smirk as I dug my fangs into a milkyway bar.
“Mmmm...Theth arr really helthfing me quit thmoking...mm...” The candy wrapper burns in my hands, while I look down to the man seated on a lawn chair over a hastily scribbled pentagram. He was an older and distinguished gentleman, clad in a sharp gray suit, frozen icicles hugging his skin.
Solid blocks of ice were also frozen solid around his arms, legs, and torso, as if someone had just ripped him out of a glacier.
“So uh...Are you the Arthurian Mordred who killed his Nephew, or...are you…somebody else?” I rise back up, my hands on my hips as I gulped down the rest of my chocolate.
His eyes bulge from his head when I kick my heels off, placing my toes over his crotch and waving them teasingly. I poke my big toe into his chest, and give his nose a playful flick.
“Eh, doesn’t matter I guess. If you’re blonde, you’re blonde right?”
I roll my eyes when I feel his tongue gently flicking against the underside of my sole, quickly yanking my foot away.
“Your toes are even nicer than my last dance partner’s was.” He laughs.
“...Look, you just do this little solid for me, then it’s right back to the Ninth Circle before anyone realizes you’re gone.”
My hips give a little sway as I walk towards a stone altar opposite us, tapping my claws against the strange eldritch symbols inscribed into the rock. This guy had better be useful, my great great grandfather was gonna kill me again for yanking a soul from his domain like that.
It’s funny, I had actually been planning to bind him in some way over the pentagram, just to be safe.
But then we got to chatting, and he started telling me something about the “motions of his fingers” or something like that. It’s kinda hazy, but it didn’t take me very long to realize that a nice lawn chair could do just as good if not better!
“Shoulda seen the harpy I had to fight off for this.” I reach behind the altar to retrieve a guitar case, the word ‘Cobain’ written in sharpie on the side, shaking it around playfully with a sadistic grin.
“James Dean was my first choice though. You think he’s hot, right?”
“Well, he certainly was eventually.”
“Ohhh, you little devil!” I laugh, playing with a bit of flame which dances across my nails.
“Mmm but I like you though...We should collab again sometime ~”
Our voices descend into maniacal laughter, my claws opening the case and dumpling the skeletal remains onto the cryptic slab with an eager giddiness.
My long black nails flip through the rotting and decrepit pages of the Maleficarvm, stopping to ire the lovely abs on an illustration of a shirtless minotaur, before turning to the page with the bloody inverted cross and flaming moon.
“Right, candles lit, one tablespoon of a black cat’s lashes, hold the broomstraw...” My fingers run down the pages as if it were a cookbook, and not Satan’s personal diary. Okay, looks like everything was in place...it was time to do this.
“Eat your heart out, Serana~”
A chuckle escapes my lips as I carelessly throw the hellish grimoire past a few graves, the surrounding torch fires seeming to reach out towards it like grasping hands, while the demonic red cover goes flying into some bushes.
My robe is the next thing to be discarded, the full sexy superiority of my vampiric body exposed to the night wind.
Besides a few dark bracelets, the only coverings I had on was an inverted cross loincloth, and a matching black top fastened over my chest, looking more like a sleeping mask stretched over two watermelons.
“Aaaawwwwooo!!”
“You had your chance, Cujo!!” I angrily scream at the howling wolf.
With such beautiful pale skin, I was practically glowing in the moonlight, a few burning embers following my hands as I waved them about the starry sky with a laugh.
“Hmm...Tito, no…Slayer, maybe…Ah, here’s the one!”
After skipping through a few songs on my phone, I finally settle on a more suitable Danzig track, tucking my phone into my open cleavage as I gave my chest a rub.
“Happy Halloween you walking snackcakes~”
With a devious giggle I leap from the altar, rocking my head to and fro, shaking my hips along to the gothic tune with a few accompanying tummy undulations.
My arms raise above me, and another wolf howl cries out across the open forest, my body swaying and dancing with more spice and ion than I ever could have in my mortal life.
The inverted cross on my loincloth flows in the wind as I twist and twirl myself, running my hands across my hips like dancing twin serpents. I place my backside to one of the tombstones, savoring the coolness against my skin while swaying my hips back and forth, laughing when I feel a small boney claw reach out to give me a little pinch.
As the music crescendos, I strut myself back towards my captive audience, moving my tummy inches away from his awestruck face.
“Do you ever fantasize...About being killed?~” I cackle like a mad woman.
The full weight of my bosom is released when my small top incinerates, a long flaming serpent wrapping around my body and torching my bottoms to reveal my shaved kitty.
Mordred’s eyes open even wider as I continue to cackle evilly, projecting the image of my gyrating stomach onto the moon.
While my dance of hellish seduction soon overtakes the entire night sky, a stream of red smoke begins to emerge from deep within the earth. It whisps towards the remains, circling above the altar like a small tornado.
My laughter increases as I place my foot to Mordred’s lips, letting it slide deep inside his mouth. I can feel his mouth suctioning my toes, while his tongue ran circles around my whole foot.
“Muhahahahahaha!!”
I toss my arms up high into the air, the projection of my tummy over the sky undulating quicker as I shake my breasts.
“Hail Nefastus!!!”
A fiery inferno shoots from my fingertips, wrapping itself around the moon and setting it ablaze. The flames grip around the celestial body to form a gigantic burning pentagram tattooed over the quickly dampening surface, casting the earth below into an ocean of dark red.
“FUUUAAAAAAAAA- OWW!!!”
The earth shakes as Mordred and I both go flying, the ice around his body completely melted. I let out a loud, pained groan as I land my naked body into a tree, completely snapping it and tumbling into the dirt....
Smack!
A falling tombstone lands right on my nails, the cinder breaking apart, and I let out a surprised “Dayum” at seeing them completely unchipped.
Wow, these things really were unbreakable.
“Ahaha!! See ya later Vampirella!!”
I hear Mordred’s voice laugh out, watching him
sprint away into the forest with a smirk, his evil laughter carrying him away into the night wind. Sure was nice of him to help me out like this, I guess I could let him go. He’d even been kinda cute...I wondered if he had a twin...
Wait....My husband!
I cover my chest as I sprint over to the altar, watching the red mist seep around the skeletal remains. The scarlet colored vapor hugs itself around the bones, hardening into a thick black charcoal substance as I watch on in hypnotized amazement.
A few excited gasps come from my illuminated red face when the black skeleton arm reaches up into the air, the substance beginning to leak itself across the altar, landing on the ground beside my saliva covered foot.
But the sludge around the corpse begins to harden, suddenly turning bright pale, and if my heart was still beating, I would have felt it leap from my chest, when the features of my husband begin to take shape.
A completely naked Nefastus soon forms on the altar before me, dropping his arm and sitting up with a sudden gasp, his blue eyes opening wide.
“Whoa, whoa, easy tiger.”
I rush to his side, gripping his sexy shoulder and helping to steady him. His face looks confused and frightened at first, but quickly softens once he looks up to me.
“C.......C.......Car..a...?”
I feel tears run down my cheeks at the sight of my lost beloved returned to me. His blue eyes slowly darken into a deep red, his teeth sharpening and his skin growing paler.
“Cara...You...You brought me back...” His smile widens.
The few sobs that follow are impossible for me to hold back, nor can I stop myself from throwing my arms around him and gripping as tightly as I can.
“Oh my prince! I thought I’d lost you!” I gasp out, our two naked bodies hugging each other closer.
“Were you in Hell, my love? I scoured all the Nine Circles for you!” I bury my face into his monochrome flesh.
“Worse. Purgatory. Everywhere I looked, all I could see was LAX.”
“Oh my poor baby!”
My lips begin to pepper his face with kisses, unable to stop myself from nibbling and kissing him all over.
“Cara...My Queen....You cared about me enough to return me?” Even within such fierce hunter eyes, I can see them softening.
“Well, yeah. We’re vampires...not capitalists.”
We smooch for ages, happy to feel each other’s cold embrace once more....
“Mm, you look yummy~”
I purr to my husband, watching his shirtless splendor dressing himself in the black jeans I’d brought for him. He pulls a Bathory t-shirt over his perfect abs, before glancing at me with a smile.
“You should see yourself, sweetcakes.”
His words make me giggle uncontrollably, spinning my naked body around in playful circles, happy to show myself off for him.
“Sorry I forgot to bring hair gel.” I confess, using my claws to scratch about with the sexy fluff on his head, nuzzling closer to his mop and savoring his familiar scent.
“..Ooh, wait, I brought a cute summer dress for me, check this out!”
I give my hand a few flicks, watching sparks and embers fly before me to catch a few blades of grass on fire.
“Damn it, wait hold on, just give me a sec to get this, it’s kind of a tricky one..”
I give an annoyed look as I continue to toss a few different colored flames from my grasp, a green blaze igniting a nearby tree, while a purple ember strikes a tombstone.
“Come on, always on your break, right?”
Another wolf’s howl cries through the forest, and I feel my husband placing his hand to my shoulder.
“My Queen, please, allow me.”
He ventures off towards the howling with an evil chuckle, disappearing through some trees as I look upwards to the moon.
Rather than see my own reflection however, the lunar surface was still covered by a large and intense pentagram, bathing everything in red below.
“Hm..” My nails run to my lips with an unsure look...
“I can’t believe you went on a date with the Cursed Pharoah! You know that guy still lives with his mummy, right?” Nef laughs, touching my shoulder with his claws.
“Ugh, don’t remind me.”
My pale, naked body was now wrapped up in a thick fur coat, the fresh kill leaking warm blood which trickled down my skin. Damn was this thing stylish, my man really knew how to treat me ^^
I place a kiss on his cheek, so thankful to have him back. He smacks a wandering tree branch away from my breasts, carving out a path for us through the thick woods.
“You should have seen what that quack scientist did to my hair, took me months to get it brushed normal again!” A few leaves float past my face, the wind grasping my flowing locks.
“I’m just glad you didn’t give Marley a try. I don’t think I could forgive that one.”
“Eh, I don’t really see him as a man, more like a small mold in the shower I’m too lazy to clean.”
Soon I can see our lovely Manor in the distance, the two vampiric lovers continuing our chatty conversation, unaware of our movements being tracked…
A pair of deep green eyes squint, while a man dressed in a sleek black trench coat peaks his face around the Phlegethon’s east side, eyeing us with an angry look.
“I’ve done it, I’ve tracked the bitch to her nest.” He whispers into his phone, a river of sweat on his face.
“And the one we killed is back, what should I do?...Yes Sir, copy. Deploying explosive bolt.”
He hangs up the phone, slowly raising a wooden crossbow to his face. His eyes peek through the scope, studying my grinning expression while loading a steel bladed crucifix strapped with garlic…
“Hmm..” I stop before the front steps, spinning around to gaze upwards at the moon, still alive with the fires of a massive inverted star.
My hands rest on my hips as I gaze into the blazing lunar surface, fluttering my lashes, shaking my hair, and displaying my sharp fangs in an effort to see my reflection. But the moon ignores me for once, only casting its crimson glow upon the earth.
“Shit...Gotta figure out another way to fix my hair now.” I shrug my shoulders with a sigh.
“You don’t think that’ll have any residual effects?” My husband asks, pointing a claw up to the red and disfigured moon.
“Hm? Oh, nah people will get over it, totally a 2020’s thing to happen anyway.”
I turn to him with a grin, pulling the werewolf skin around myself tighter and smooching his lips. Who cares if I could see my reflection on the moon or not...
For the rest of eternity...There was only one face I wanted to see...
My eyes become totally dreamy and mindless as we give in to our makeout session, oblivious to the mounting danger...
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
We both snap back to reality at the sound of Maxwell’s scream, the two of us quickly looking to the far side of our Manor just in time to see a bus sized tentacle fall onto the vampire hunter.
“SHIT-AAAHHH!”
He screams as the appendage comes down on him, drowned out by my pet’s ear piercing screech. The two of us rush over, stepping around a pile of deceased trick or treaters, black tendrils wrapped around their bodies tightly.
A pile of red gelatinous flesh is all that remains of the hunter, as my pet raises his arm back into the sky. My heels squish a few milk duds, my eyes widening when I see a recognizable set of formless black sludge.
“Maxwell!” I yell with surprise. He’s grown even more since I’d left! Pretty soon he’d be bigger than our own Manor was...
Damn, that means I’ll have to get back in the habit of walking him again.
“That’s your shoggoth? When the fuck did this happen?”
Nefastus takes a few steps back, looking up to the massive collection of forming and unforming eyes. He scoops a few bits of candy from the lawn, and tosses them to the waving black appendages.
“What, you saw how tiny he was when I found him! Sigh, guess I just thought he’d stay small and adorable forever...”
“CARA-LI-LI-CARA-LI-LI”
“Oh, not that you aren’t still handsome my sweet boy!!”
I run to the shapeless nightmare, taking one of his quivering tendrils in my hands and gently stroking it.
“Who’s my cutie baby? Awwww..!” I coo, my red eyes beaming as if mesmerized by the horrible cuteness...
“Still, can’t you do something about all...this?” Nefastus still looks a bit unsure.
A wisp of red smoke trails across my hands, the Maleficarvm appearing with a sudden lightning strike above us, and I give a soft “Hmm” as I flip through its pages.
“...Well, there’s the spell of age regression, but I feel like I’ll end up on a watchlist somewhere for casting that.”
The front door swings open, the two of us stepping inside the gothic parlor while our evil laughter fills the room.
“Anyway that scarecrow guy I’m sure was stuffing, cus that was the tiniest little straw I’d ever seen!”
I laugh, munching on some yummy chocolate and tossing the wrapper into a waiting spiderweb above me. My pupils dilate as I look upon my beloved’s face, feeling a powerful, insatiable hunger inside me.
Only I wasn’t hungry....I was something far more enjoyable...
“Mm, it’s nice to finally have a real man again.” I spin around in a small, happy dance, landing myself into his waiting arms with a kiss.
Beatrice leaps upon his shoulder, and I laugh when I see the remains of a red and black cobra disappear between her massive fangs.
“Hey babe, check out what I caught in the woods~” I giggle, her legs tightly gripping onto his shirt while her fuzzy mandibles touch his cheek lovingly.
The candlelights around us flicker with intensity as we kiss, placing the rest of my chocolate bar to my arachnid friend and watching her eight legs crawl off with a smile.
“Hey um, so...Do you think maybe you could do that...that thing I like...?”
“I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean, Countess.” His sharp fangs grin as he teases me. If my heart was still pumping blood, my cheeks would be impossibly red now.
“You know...The...The...”
“The way we met?” He chuckles, gripping my shoulders in a tight massage.
Slowly his eyes begin to light up in a fascinating warm glow, and I instantly feel an inviting tickle under my scalp. With a happy, dreamy sigh I lower my defenses, and willingly give myself to his spell...
My lips curl into a dreamy smile, my own red eyes beginning to flutter rapidly.
“Ooooohhhh....Yes...How we...met...”
I’m held in place by his hands, almost falling when he releases me to step backwards.
“Shhhh. Relax, my Queen. Fall to me and relax...”
It feels like his wonderful fingers are massaging my brain, pulling me deeper into this magnetic seduction. The pentagrams forming in my eyes soon take the shape of flaming hearts before rolling back into my head, giving myself completely to the hypnotic domination I craved...
“Mmmmmmmmmmhh~...”
Blood stained drool leaks from my lips, my head tilting back as I become fully hypnotized, floating off into a nice vibrating euphoria, where all I could see was pulsating red.
“Very good, my Queen. You are under my power~”
“Mmm...Yess...Yess Massterr...I am underr... your powwerrr..”
“You are hypnotized, and at my mercy...”
“I am hypnotized...and at your mercy...”
“Good girl. You want me to ravish you, as my undead bride.”
“Mmmmm...I....I want you...to...to ravish...me...”
With his clawed hand on my chin he gently guides me across the parlor, chuckling to himself as my legs give out. He scoops me up in his powerful vampiric arms, placing a few kisses to my sleeping lips.
“Mmmmmmm......Mmmmmmmmm....”
My moaning symphony continues to fill our home, feeling so beyond blissful and euphoric. Only such a powerful and strong man could properly tame me this way....Mmm...
The black, icy heart in my chest nearly springs back to life when he touches his lips to mine much fiercer now. My legs dangle limply over his incredible arms, my heels slipping from my feet, and my prince gives my neck a bite, while carrying my sleeping, mesmerized body towards our bedroom.....
“Oohhaaa…”
Beatrice lightly touches up a black rose on the fireplace, before the large and hairy spider crawls down to pursue a mountain of candy
with happy hunger in her eyes, the mouth flickering alive with green hellfire on its own with an evil witchy laugh...