Moving In

"Here we are... Brand new house, brand new city, brand new everything. We have so much space now. And later I will be showing you guys the upstair apartment where alot of the recording will be taking place. We haven't bought alot of the stuff to fill it yet, but I promise it will be amazing."

Di was walking around the new apartment with her camera in hand, talking to it as if it were a living person. In a way this was true, This video would soon end up online, where it would be viewed by her fans, so while they weren't actually here, she was talking to them none the less. She was also giving them a tour of her new living space, despite everything being packed up, and boxes being strewn about everywhere, she had wanted to describe everything to them in as much detail as she could. This was after all what she did.

"Now we gotta be extra quiet so we can sneak upstairs and see what My hubby is doing. Naturally none of this will end up on the web cause im going to edit it out, but its the thought that counds." She giggled as she ran down the hallway, on her tiptoes, to the bedroom. Inside the curtains were pulled tight so that no form of natural light could enter the room. They had plans to black out the windows properly later.

Laying on the bed was her husband, Bobby. He often slept during the day, which was normal as he was a vampire. She usually slept at the same time as he did but had found herself far too excited to sleep. She had already been outside and met many people, not to mention sat in the upstairs apartment planning things out. There was so much to do, and she had nothing but energy to get into it.

She stood in the doorway allowing her eyes to adjust to the dark before slipping into the room almost silently. She shuffled through the darkened room till she found herself on the bed next to him. "An now ere we ave the dangerous Sleeping B. Now, the sleeping B is normaly of a docile disposition, but when startled they are known to maul defenceless women with kiss and snuggles. So I'm gonna jump on it." She said doing her best crocodile hunter accent.

Di stood up on the bed taking a moment to get her balance before jumping onto Bobby in a playful fashion. She had suspected that he had already heard her creeping and was simply pretending to sleep, of course if he wasn't this would be even more of a surprise.

"Mr. Blake. This is your 8 pm wake up call." She purred still holding the camera in her right hand.

Diana let out a shriek as she was suddenly enveloped in Bobby's arms. He had lured her in, and now she was powerless to escape. The camera wouldn't show much of what was going on, aside from his legs wrapped around hers as she struggled to free herself from the fearsome vampire. "The price? Oh No... Not the price. I'm sorry Mr. Vampire. I have no money to give you." She declared in her most helpless voice. In truth, this was just another game, one of many that they played at any given time. She loved the affection despite her struggles.

Eventually, she managed to free her arms and wasted no time int turning the camera off of her bare legs so that it faced Bobby. "How can you claim to be a gentleman while you so lewdly grasp a beautiful young maiden?" She asked sounding matter of factly. "And I won't crash. I had a RedBull. I can go all night now." RedBull was one of her favorite drinks, not just for the caffeinated buzz she got from it, but also simply for the flavor. She was one of the few people in the world who actually liked it for its taste.

Bobby was on top of her by now, which made it easier to keep the camera on him, however, she took this as a chance to put it on the bedside table. It was pointed away from them, which was good because Bobby had a look in his eyes and she knew what it meant. She smiled under her mask, before tipping it up, and freeing her face from it. She hadn't seen herself in so long and normally avoided removing the mask, but here, in the dim lit room, with no mirrors around she was safe.

Diana wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. She cold feel his muscles holding him up, even as she pulled he was strong enough to keep from collapsing onto her. She loved his strength and often made sure to catcall or whistle whenever he did something that reflected his prime physical state.

She let out a gentle and rather happy moan as their lips touched. They had gone years before finally kissing for real, and like the saint he was Bobby had put up with her little quirks for years without a complaint before she finally broke down and allowed him their first kiss.