The Predator

Fatima wasn't doing much that night. She was pretty much just strolling around the city hoping to find a party or some people she knew to talk to or do more with. She'd finished her homework long ago and was pretty much just bored. One of the downsides of never needing sleep. But the horseman enjoyed just walking around the island at night. Not only was there that constant low buzz of hunger she generally felt from crowds, but some of the more unusual inhabitants produced something like flare-ups in her senses that could be quite entertaining.

As she was walking by a building, she felt one of these flare-ups and paused. A vampire, she guessed due to the particular craving for blood, and a hungry one too. Fatima hadn't been with a vampire yet and was curious to know what would happen if one tried to feed from her. The fact that that the vampire's hunger was increasing her own excitement probably factored into that.

The young horseman stretched as she began to distance herself from any people around her. She hoped she had made herself a decent-looking target. Then she started to walk towards a street that felt mostly empty. At least she couldn't sense any hunger coming from that direction, so she guessed it was empty.

She felt the probable vampire come in closer and tried not to smirk at her mission accomplished. For now, she was just going to put on her best innocent face and pretend to be surprised by whoever it was that had just swooped down on her.

The young horseman was completely prepared to be bitten. The hunger she felt from the vampire left no doubt about that. But ow - it still hurt at first. Fatima didn't flinch, though. It wasn't like no one had ever bitten her before. But those people didn't bite so hard. After the initial bite, though, it didn't feel so bad. It was actually oddly pleasant.

But Fatima felt the vampire getting more hungry. This was puzzling. Her aura did not stop people from being satisfied. And she was pretty sure her blood was just - blood. Although, she'd never really tested that fact with anyone who actually drank blood. Yet... whoever this vampire was kept drinking and getting thirstier. It almost made the girl want to turn around and bite at the vampire herself.

And then it hit her - she must be regenerating. That poor vampire! Fatima was probably draining her faster than she could feed. If only... Sighing, the young horseman waited for the vampire to give up and then turned to face - her. Wow! Now that was what a vampire should look like! She suddenly felt like her night was getting a lot less boring. She even forgot for a sec what she had turned around for because she was checking out this vampire's... assets.

She kneeled down to be more on a level with the other girl and spoke, "We might need to set a fire to something if we're gonna try that again. I think I might've been draining you. I regenerate. But - it was fun!" Fatima grinned. Maybe she was a little crazy for flirting with a vampiress, but it's not like she could get hurt.

Okay... This was a hungry vampire. One that apparently attacked people. And Fatima couldn't offer her own blood at the moment because apparently it just made her hungrier. If she could get near a fire, it was possible her regeneration would go for that first, but she was in a quiet street in the middle of the winter. She supposed she could try to set her arm on fire with a lighter, but she didn't really have any idea if that would work in the first place.

Fatima supposed she could just give her some blood, because once it was out of her body the regeneration shouldn't affect it. She didn't have anything to put it in, though, and didn't know if the vampire would take it that way. So... She'd have to take her home, or maybe not home since she lived in the dorms, but somewhere. The young horseman wouldn't feel right just leaving a near-starving vampire to attack the next innocent person that came along.

She looked at the girl down on her knees, feeling bad about doing this to someone, even someone who had just attempted to attack her. Maybe she could lure someone else to this street? Someone less innocent... But no, that was a terrible idea for many reasons. But... Less innocent... Fatima had felt the stranger's spark of arousal, and that have her a better idea. Maybe she could replace one hunger with another? She wasn't usually so forward, but this was a special situation. Fatima leaned in and touched the other girl's cheek. "I've never seen such an attractive vampire. May I kiss you, miss?"

As Fatima leant in to kiss the other girl, it occurred to her that this was possibly the weirdest situation she'd ever been in. She didn't even know her name! But this wasn't the time to ask. She hoped her plan worked because she could feel how intense the poor vampire's hunger was. Now she was starting to crave blood too. And she really did not want to attack another person.

She really hadn't been lying about the other girl's attractiveness, though. She was so smooth and pale, at any other time this could've been quite fun. Even in a lonely street in the middle of the night. Actually, the chance that someone could walk up on them would've been kind of exciting, if she wasn't worried about the girl attacking anyone who came up on them. While she kissed her, the young horseman focused on increasing the vampire's arousal. She didn't want to increase it too much because she could feel it herself, but she needed it to be enough to mask the blood hunger if that was even possible. She knew that this was only a distraction from the other hunger and that it wouldn't decrease it, but she also knew how much more pressing lust could be.

Hopefully, the distraction would be enough for Fatima to at least get this girl out of the street. Honestly, though, she didn't have much of a plan for after. Perhaps she'd just drag her to the school? She looked young enough, and they probably had things set in place in case of wild vampires. Or she'd just light her arm on fire and hope that the regeneration would take the fire first. Or... she didn't really know. And besides, none of this would matter if the distraction didn't work.

((no problem. Supposed to be a distraction anyways.))

Phew! Feeling like she had maybe increased the vampire's arousal too much, Fatima lingered in the kiss a little longer than she had intended, slightly caught up in the sensations. She broke it off eventually, though, to take a breath and collect her thoughts. Apparently, the distraction was a success, if her feelings were anything to go by.

But she had to resist the pull of her own naughty thoughts because she still had a nameless, hungry vampiress to deal with. And they were still in a random, empty street somewhere in the city. Fatima hadn't been paying much attention to where she had been walking either. She had heard rumours of blood bars, but she'd also heard they were expensive. She didn't know how she'd be able to tell one of those from a normal bar anyways, and she certainly didn't want to bring the other girl into a crowded bar right now!

She supposed her best bet was to drag the vampire back to the school and let them deal with her. But she was pretty much lost and had no idea which direction to head in. Looked like they'd have to interact with other people anyways. Unless they just built a fire somewhere. Either way, they couldn't stay on this empty street. Fatima kissed her once more because she couldn't resist. Then she took the girl's hand, said, "Come with me," and pulled her back the way she had walked in from.