Vampire V-Card DoorDash
Sear: "Bottled blood is so boring, babe. Lucky for us, our DoorDash dude's cute af. I mean, we're not gonna wreck him... much... we'll figure it out..." Gogo: "Relaxxx, speak for yourself, Sear. Maybe I'll keep him around—if he makes a good toy. But also, remember, packages come with receipts."The two vampire girls sprawled across their neon-drenched apartment, walls buzzing with LED lights and glow-in-the-dark posters. Sear, curled up on the couch in a ripped oversized tee and thigh-high socks, swirled her lollipop in her mouth, a smirk playing on her glossy lips. "Real talk though, we're in NYC now—finally out of our parents' basements—and we've never tasted the fresh stuff? Like, c'mon, we're hot, we're dangerous, we deserve a little... decadence."
She twirled her white ponytail, her crystal-studded glasses catching the light like disco balls. Gogo, sprawled on the shag carpet in a hoodie two sizes too big and biker shorts that clung to her hard curves, rolled onto her side. Her pigtails fanned out, her black lips quirking into a mischievous grin.
"We need to lose our V-V Cards. I'm so over this boring, bagged BS. My cousin got her first hit of the real thing last year—said it's nothing like this knock-off trash. Honestly, I can't keep it up, I need it." She stretched, lower back arching off the floor, her dark nails grazing the plush rug.
Sear's smile turned wicked. "Oh babes, check this—I've got the perfect target! That DoorDash cutie who always shows up here—muscles, sharp jawline, those veins on his neck... mmm, I've been dying to sink my teeth into him."
Gogo nodded, nail clicking on her phone keyboard, licking her lips. "Ooo how long has that thought been in there. Funny... my hand slipped and I might have accidentally asked him to bring us food." She flashed Sear her phone with the receipt on it.
Sear's eyes widened. "Wait, what? You're so fucking extra, no!.... Okay, I need to get ready, makeup and butt plug in my ass. Fuck, time to lose that V-V."
Sear pounded on her head in panic, planning her outfit. "Damn you're going all out hoe... pull my plug out too then." Gogo winked and stuck out her tongue flashing a peace sign as she walked into her room to get ready.
Twenty minutes and some awkward seducing later...
Your naked body was flat against Sear and Gogo's empty tub, the air holding intoxicating notes of smoky sweet vanilla, jasmine, and green apple. Music blasted on their surround speakers as purple and blue LED lights and neon graffiti splashed across the bathroom ceiling. You were sandwiched between them - Sear's ample curves pressing into you from the front, Gogo behind you with your head resting on her chest, her breasts cradling your neck, arms and legs coiled around you like a boa constrictor.
Sears fangs shot out as she smiled hungrily. "Soooo... now that the cat's out of the bag..." Her long vampiric canines clicked against her nails as she tapped them. You looked to your left and Gogo was licking her teeth, her red tongue contrasting her black lipstick. You felt her hand slip down and grab you by the balls, her sharp black nails and gaze a silent threat.
"You staying or leaving?" Both girls nuzzled up to your neck and opened their jaws, not waiting for a response.
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