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reblog if your muse is a mother, because mother characters get far too little attention, and because all these moms probably need other moms to have brunch with sometimes. 

~As Izobella awoke in her bed, she was surrounded by a hypnotizing glamour and illusion of what looked to her as only what she could describe as stars.

  She gradually sits up and blinks checking to see if she accidentally was using her illusion abilities.  Her skin was tingling as the hair on the back of her neck stood up, she stood and rose from her bed, and she did not understand what was going on… such confusion ran through her thoughts… were her abilities suddenly out of control? 

She walks towards the opening of her open balcony doors, when the illusion dissipated, she passed it off as just something of her imagination and went back to bed.

~As she positioned herself on her bed,

memories of her night in the woods overwhelmed her thoughts,her body, and her emotions.  She closed her eyes and gently bit down on her lower lip as she let the thoughts flood her mind.  Slowly the feelings of pleasure dance across her skin like she was in the moment… She lay there as a slight moan escaped her lips.  She opened her eyes and looked around… outside her huge balcony, that she left open always to feel the sweet breeze of the Daemonia Realm’s air, to smell the miraculous scent of the blooming flowers blossoming in the garden that lay right beneath her balcony, with the tiniest Fae she had ever seen working hard daily to keep the flowers looking like perfection, she heard a flapping and sat up at the startling noise.  Izobella went to her balcony and looked out upon the grounds,

~As Jessica slowly begins to wake in her cubby, the lingering thoughts of what happened the night before begin to slowly sink in.  She reaches her hand to her mouth, and the scent of blood is strong, she licks her lips and can taste his skin.  Closing her eyes, a smile comes across her lips, as she bites on her bottom lip, deep in thought of the seductive path she pursued.  Bill would not be happy, but it’s not like he was really himself anymore. 

The tragically erotic memories begin to return to her, she cringes in her cubby waiting for nightfall.  As she tries to place together all that happened, deep in thought she remembers how her night started… She decided to visit Fangtasia, she remembers that vividly, as she had a few true blood cocktails, followed by at least 2 bottles of blood wine  There was a gorgeous blonde sitting at the end of the bar, trying ever so hard to get her attention… Jessica brushes her long amber hair over her shoulder, and gazes into the woman’s eyes.  She finishes her drink, and winks at the human, then walks into the ladies room, knowing that she will follow her.  She steps up to the mirror, playing with her hair as the woman enters as she suspected, and looks at the ground as she speaks to Jessica. “Uhm… hi, I’m a…Sa…” Before Sarah has a chance to speak her name Jessica moves at vamp speed pulling her into a stall for more privacy.  She pushes Sarah against the locked door and slowly leans in licking her neck, “Do you like that?”  Jessica asks her as she runs her hand up her lower back, tracing her jaw with one finger slowly she runs her hand through her hair, “Oh god yes!” Sarah replied… She kisses her collar bone, working her way to her pulsing jugular vein in her neck, it was all she thought about from the time she entered the ladies room with her, she wanted to taste her, more than that she wanted her to WANT her to taste her… She pulls back a brief second as her fangs extract, then sinks her teeth into her, Sarah moans a bit and leans into Jessica, it takes all she has to stop feeding from her, she was intoxicating. 

Jessica holds her wrist up to her mouth biting into it and pulling her own blood into her mouth she kisses Sarah, surprisingly she grabs Jessica’s face as she kisses her and takes it all in, healing her wound.  “Are you ok?” Jessica says as she lightly strokes her face.  “I am perfect, completely perfect.”  She was a bit high from the blood, but she deserved it… When they exited the ladies room Jessica heads straight for the dance floor.  The blood giving her even more of a buzz than she already had from the drinks at the bar…

A man eyes her up and approaches her from behind, dancing with her.  She continues dancing, pressing her body against his, as she can tell he is getting aroused, she arches her back and raises her hands in the air as he kisses her neck… It was amazing; she loved every second of it… He pulls her close and whispers into her ear… “Do you wanna get out of here?”  His hands meanwhile exploring every inch of her body, she was like a bomb ready to explode….

She remembers him taking her to what he said was her place; she remembers the taste, the scent, and the seduction of his blood… However the rest of the night was so hazy, how did she get home?  She exits her cubby and the house is empty… “Hell, what did I do now?”

~As Jessica slowly begins to wake in her cubby, the lingering thoughts of what happened the night before begin to slowly sink in.  She reaches her hand to her mouth, and the scent of blood is strong, she licks her lips and can taste his skin.  Closing her eyes, a smile comes across her lips, as she bites on her bottom lip, deep in thought of the seductive path she pursued.  Bill would not be happy, but it’s not like he was really himself anymore. 

The tragically erotic memories begin to return to her, she cringes in her cubby waiting for nightfall.  As she tries to place together all that happened, deep in thought she remembers how her night started… She decided to visit Fangtasia, she remembers that vividly, as she had a few true blood cocktails, followed by at least 2 bottles of blood wine  There was a gorgeous blonde sitting at the end of the bar, trying ever so hard to get her attention… Jessica brushes her long amber hair over her shoulder, and gazes into the woman’s eyes.  She finishes her drink, and winks at the human, then walks into the ladies room, knowing that she will follow her.  She steps up to the mirror, playing with her hair as the woman enters as she suspected, and looks at the ground as she speaks to Jessica. “Uhm… hi, I’m a…Sa…” Before Sarah has a chance to speak her name Jessica moves at vamp speed pulling her into a stall for more privacy.  She pushes Sarah against the locked door and slowly leans in licking her neck, “Do you like that?”  Jessica asks her as she runs her hand up her lower back, tracing her jaw with one finger slowly she runs her hand through her hair, “Oh god yes!” Sarah replied… She kisses her collar bone, working her way to her pulsing jugular vein in her neck, it was all she thought about from the time she entered the ladies room with her, she wanted to taste her, more than that she wanted her to WANT her to taste her… She pulls back a brief second as her fangs extract, then sinks her teeth into her, Sarah moans a bit and leans into Jessica, it takes all she has to stop feeding from her, she was intoxicating. 

Jessica holds her wrist up to her mouth biting into it and pulling her own blood into her mouth she kisses Sarah, surprisingly she grabs Jessica’s face as she kisses her and takes it all in, healing her wound.  “Are you ok?” Jessica says as she lightly strokes her face.  “I am perfect, completely perfect.”  She was a bit high from the blood, but she deserved it… When they exited the ladies room Jessica heads straight for the dance floor.  The blood giving her even more of a buzz than she already had from the drinks at the bar…

A man eyes her up and approaches her from behind, dancing with her.  She continues dancing, pressing her body against his, as she can tell he is getting aroused, she arches her back and raises her hands in the air as he kisses her neck… It was amazing; she loved every second of it… He pulls her close and whispers into her ear… “Do you wanna get out of here?”  His hands meanwhile exploring every inch of her body, she was like a bomb ready to explode….

She remembers him taking her to what he said was her place; she remembers the taste, the scent, and the seduction of his blood… However the rest of the night was so hazy, how did she get home?  She exits her cubby and the house is empty… “Hell, what did I do now?”