#vampire ona

Hi anon!!

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Monster hunters Connor and Richard, having being taught everything they know from Hank, a legendary hunter. They are excellent hunters, professional and discreet, and they always accomplish their mission. Connor is the mastermind while Richard is the one with the fighting skills (Connor does know how to fight, can defend himself, but Richard was always better at it). They are very sought after and offered quite big sums of money.

I do see Ona and Cel as vampires. The picture of sin, perfect bodies always youthful that mask the monster inside. They are centuries old, which makes them quite powerful, and have experience dealing with noisy hunters. They can get rid of them just fine. 

The sisters are quite annoyed that hunters keep coming and coming without actually listening to what they say (they always think they will hypnotise them or lie, which bores them to death. It’s not funny to hypnotise someone, so they don’t really do it unless necessary). They think of them both as blood-thirsty monsters who kill anything that moves, when it’s quite on the contrary. Yes, they did so in the beginning, when they were unable to control themselves or care for it. But after years and centuries they realised it’s no use to kill their sustenance, so they just take what they need and go. Sometimes they found willing cattle, so why not?

Connor and Richard never thought they would have to deal with two deadly beauties and discover they even had some sort of morals towards mortals. 

They came in one night fully equipped and ready, a carefully thought plan to rescue some noble’s daughter that had been taken captive. It should have been totally infallible, but the boys were taken aback by laughter and soft moaning. Richard barged in, weapons ready, only to discover the noble’s daughter and the vampiresses naked as the day they were born enjoying some activities as the vampiresses feed on her.

The poor girl shrieked and covered herself with the soft bed sheets while the two vampire sisters crossed their arms and sighed in annoyance, mouths glistening red and a dangerous glint in their eyes.

“Really, hunters? Couldn’t you just have waited until our dear Chloe finished?” Said one. It was as if Connor and Richard saw double, not believing the sisters were actually twins.

“You have no manners, hunters. So rude of you!” said the other one, chastising them while helping Chloe wrap herself with the sheet..

The sisters shielded the poor girl’s body, for her modesty’s sake. They had no problems with their nakedness but the mortal girl was to embarrassed to have been seen by two strangers.

After Chloe was sent to her guest chambers to rest (not without a goodnight kiss), the hunters were alone with the now clothed vampiresses. They had so many questions but all Connor could spit out was a soft “what the actual fuck”. Vampires killed mortals. They hunted and drank them dry and moved onto their next victim. How on earth would someone do that willingly?

“You see, hunter, we do know some of our kin are actual cruel beasts, but we are not. Is that hard to understand?” the one that introduced herself as Ona was about to lose her patience.

“But... But you–”

“Some of your kin are more vicious and abominable than us. You hold yourselves proud, that humanity is a beacon of light and hope and kindness and you are always right, but it is not true.” the other sister, the one called Cel, held her temper better but her words held a venom to it.

“We do actually care about the humans we encounter. And yes, some come willingly. The thrill calls to them, the raw power of it. So, why not help them as they help us?” Ona sat back down on the fancy-looking sofa.

“They get their satisfaction, we get our fill”. Cel was lazily combing her hair with her fingers.

Connor and Richard ended up staying in their lair, not knowing how or why, but somehow they ended up in the same way the brothers found them the first time they saw the vampire sisters: naked on the bed while getting their fill. This time they were the naked humans.

Although, they had no complaints this time. Nope. No sir.

Somehow, the vampire sisters and the hunter brothers ended up in a partnership. The sisters helped them with information and even assistance in some situations, and the brothers offered their blood in exchange. It really was a win-win situation, everyone was happy.

YES HELLO I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS BECAUSE ONA IS THIS UNSTOPPABLE SUPERNATURAL FORCE AND THE BOYS ARE LIKE

You got not only the most dangerous mob boss of all times, but someone who is also a McFucking Vampire and is not afraid to use her powers over pitiful men who think they are the kings of the world when they are nothing better than a dried worm. You really want her goons to take care of you, not her. You want a more merciful death than that.

She’s dangerous, she’s deadly, she’s fierce. But no one can blame them for being seduced into her arms, not when they are being lured in with such a sweet voice, gentle smiles and touches. 

But, Ona will only drink from them if they offer themselves willingly, will only feed from them and them only. Richard and Connor do not realise what a big deal it is until someone tries to take a sip too.

They also get a taste of what their mostly now vampire girlfriend is capable of with her bare hands.

OH MY DEAR FILTH ANON, YOU KNOW IT WELL DON’T YOU 👀

All this big seducing game, all the sexual tension and lust brewing to a point of almost being unbearable. But the moment this tension snaps in half, they cannot be apart. Ona makes sure nobody will disturb them, not now that she finally has them in her arms and ready to bare their throats and souls.

It’s a powerful sensation and she drinks herself full of it. Ona never tasted anything this sweet and rich, so she comes back to them and they come back to her. She makes sure nobody lays a finger on them, and the poor fool who does must face a fate worse than death.

The boys were uncertain at first. A vampire? Really? Those creatures exist? But yes, they exist. That explained a lot of things concerning Ona. How could she know so much? Have this much power over anything? She was centuries old, she saw more than enough, and they both didn’t understand what did she saw in them to fall in her good graces. No complaints, though.

Ona is delighted to see these two beautiful men in all their naked glory, a feast for her eyes only. They look like sin incarnated on top of her soft bed sheets, sprawled, beckoning her with their lustful gazes and frantic heartbeats. Ona is very glad to be powerful enough to be able to walk under the sun, because Connor’s eyes are like molten honey when the sun hits them, and Richard’s body has a way to capture the lazy morning sun that is hypnotic.

She feels content, even happy, for the first time in many centuries. She had lovers before, yes, she remembered those women and men with warmth in her dead heart, but those two… they are special. Ona likes their warmth, their sweaty bodies against her as she gives them time to rest, lazing in bed. She likes how hungry they are, how much they make her feel good and even cherished. Maybe loved, if they can love what humans call a monster.