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TURNING TO THE MOON (5/?)

Kamilah x MC (Millie)

Rating: M. This chapter wasn’t supposed to have any sexy times, but sexy times happened!

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Millie wasn't sure what woke her up; it was either the fact that her mouth felt like the Sahara desert or the weird pain on the bottom of her foot. She should've learned years ago to never go drink for drink with vampires, but after three shots she was always convinced that it was the best idea ever. At least she didn't have to pay for the drinks this time.

"Happy birthday to me." She groaned as she threw the blanket off her, and swung her legs from the bed.

Her phone buzzed, and when she picked it up she saw the thirty six messages she'd received from Lily and Jax. At a brief glance it looked like the majority of them were mocking her inability to hold her liquor.

She rolled her eyes as she made her way to the bathroom; then regretted it instantly when her head thumped.

There was a note attached to the cabinet and she squinted to read it.

Take some Advil. I'll be home at 8 pm, be ready by 7:55.

Love, K.

Millie winced. She couldn't remember getting home; actually she couldn't remember much after her seventh shot of Tequila, and she wondered just how annoyed Kamilah was with her. She had a tendency to get loud and sing-y when she was drunk.

She took the painkillers and hoped they would help, especially if she only had three hours to get ready.

Once she was done in the bathroom, she grabbed her phone pressed the call button as she wobbled to the kitchen, and Lily answered after two rings.

"Hey there birthday girl, how you feeling?"

"Like I got into a drinking contest with a couple of vampires. And my foot stings."

"Yeah, it would." Lily laughed.

"Why?" Millie frowned as she put the espresso maker on.

She hadn't inspected her foot yet, first she needed caffeine.

"Well, tats tend to do that."

"Ah." Millie opened the cupboard and stared at the cat food for a second and then grabbed the box and shook it.

The familiar sound of claws scrabbling across wood came moments later.

"Wait." She paused halfway through pouring out the dry biscuits into the bowl, and the grey and white cat meowed at her. "What?"

"Hoo boy, you don't remember?"

"Remember what?" Millie sat on the stool at the breakfast bar and struggled to look at her heel. As soon as she saw the red raw inked shape, she growled. She still didn't remember doing it, but she wasn't surprised at her choice of tattoo. Her first tattoo. "Oh for fu... Why didn't you stop me?"

She let her leg drop and put the cat bowl down on the floor.

"You were pretty adamant." Lily snorted. "You is whipped, girl!"

"Shut up." She sulked. "Anything else I should know?"

"What's the last thing you remember?"

She blew out a breath as she picked up the tiny espresso cup and knocked it back. "Boobs in my face?"

"Yeah, that was a lovely young woman who's cleavage you fell into when you tried to do line dancing."

"I don't know how to line dance." Millie replied, and poured out another espresso.

"Whaaaaat? That is so surprising!"

"Could you please turn down the sarcasm?"

"Hell no. So are you gonna show Kamilah your tat tonight?"

Millie scrunched up her face. She doubted the woman she loved would care that she had permanently marked her body, and she might actually like what she'd had tattooed, but she was pretty sure Kamilah wouldn't get the reference. "Maybe."

"Has she even seen Toy Story?"

"I'm guessing, no." She did another shot of coffee and decided she should try eating something. "She's taking me for a meal tonight, how am I going wear heels with this thing?" She lifted up her foot and pointed even though Lily couldn't see. Mr Bojangles rubbed himself on her and purred. "How did I manage it last night?"

"Alcohol is a pretty strong analgesic. That and you gave up wearing shoes half way through the night."

"Ah." She nodded, and tickled the cat's head. "That can't have been good for the tattoo."

"You wrapped your scarf around it."

"Go me!" She said with forced enthusiasm.

"Yeah." Lily chuckled. "Okay, I got to go. Have a good time tonight."

"I will." She ended the call and grabbed a slice of bread, then popped it in the toaster.

"So, Mr Bojangles, what should we do while I wait to feel less fragile?"

He meowed, and Millie shrugged. She didn't know what else she was expecting.

After an hour of drinking more caffeine than was probably healthy, and managing to keep down some food, she felt human enough to take a shower, but not enough to get dressed. Bathrobe would be fine for now.

She also decided she couldn't wait two more hours to hear Kamilah's voice; Lily was right, she was whipped, and she didn't care. Kamilah Sayeed was the embodiment of perfection, and she had chosen her.

It took some time for Millie to accept that a woman like that could fall in love with someone like her; she wasn't naturally elegant, she had a bad habit of speaking without thinking, she tended to knock things over due to her emphatic hand gestures when she talked, and she practically drooled whenever the woman was near her. These were things she thought a woman like Kamilah would find tedious and uncouth.

But she didn't. Millie had told her all of this one night, four months into their relationship. She was stupidly happy and relieved when she was told in no uncertain terms that it was all of these things that made Kamilah love her. Because she wasn't afraid to be herself.

"Yes." Kamilah answered her phone abruptly.

"Hey."

"Millie." She could hear the smile on the other end of the line. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes." Millie laid back on the sofa. "I just missed you."

Kamilah chuckled softly. "You'll be seeing me soon."

"Not soon enough."

"You could always come to the office, if you miss me so much." Kamilah retorted teasingly.

Millie's skin tingled. "That's miles away."

"We're in the same building."

"Yeah. And this building is as big as a small town. You have a separate lobby for the penthouse."

"Well, then I suppose that means you'll have to wait."

Millie bit her lip. "Or..."

"Or...?"

"You have super speed. You could be here in seconds."

"I could. Why would I do that exactly?" Kamilah's sultry tone turned her on so quickly it was almost embarrassing.

"Because, it's my birthday. I have been a delight to all, for a quarter of a century."

"Hmm. Congratulations. I am quite busy however. The situation must be a little more urgent than the anniversary of your birth. That will still be true in two hours."

Millie untied the belt on her robe, and ran her fingers over a nipple. "Could you give me a clue as to what you consider urgent?"

"What are you doing?" Kamilah sounded a little suspicious, but mostly amused.

"Attending to an emergency." Millie ran her hand down her stomach and closed her eyes; imagining it was Kamilah.

"Oh? Perhaps you could talk me through it, and that would determine whether you need my assistance."

Millie spread her legs and inhaled sharply as she moved her hand down. "Please just get here. Please."

"Why? What can I do that you clearly aren't already doing yourself."

"It's not the same." Millie groaned.

"Then why did you start in the first place?"

"I didn't mean to. I just wanted to hear your voice, and then I started thinking about your tongue over my clit." She stroked the sensitive bundle of nerves as she said that. "And then running up my stomach to my breasts. Your hot mouth sucking and nipping."

"And then?" Kamilah's voice was barely above a whisper.

"You put one finger inside me, knowing it isn't enough. You do it to make me beg. Too slowly you move in me, then out. I'm so wet, and I try and push against you, but you won't let me. 'Beg' you say."

Millie copied her words, and one finger slid into her soaked folds, her hips bucking as she did.

"Do you do as I ask?" Kamilah's voice sounded shaky.

"Yes. I almost cry when I plead with you to give me more. I need more. I need all you can give me."

She increased the pace of her pumping finger, but waited until she was given permission.

"Please Kamilah, can I have more?"

"Not yet. I take my hand away."

Millie whined as she pulled out of herself. "What can I do? I can beg more. I will beg for more."

"Not yet. Stand up."

She stood, her legs a little unstable. "Yes?"

"Are you naked?"

She quickly removed her robe. "Yes."

Then the line was dead. Before she had a chance to react, she received an incoming facetime. She accepted and saw Kamilah's tight jaw twitch.

"Go to my study." The order came through clenched teeth.

She complied. Never taking her eyes from the aroused woman. She stood in the middle of the room, and waited.

"Go to the bottom drawer in my desk."

When she pulled the drawer open, she saw box rectangular box with a ribbon tied around it.

"Open the box."

Millie felt a new surge of wetness when she saw the black dildo. She didn't question why it was wrapped up so nicely. Not for several hours anyway.

"Do you like it?" There was a hint of uncertainty in Kamilah's voice.

"Yes. Do you want me to use it now?"

"Sit on my desk."

Millie nodded.

"Spread yourself wide. Let me see how much you want me."

She shook slightly as she put her feet on the chair, and balanced precariously on the edge of the hard wood, then put her phone between her legs.

"Good. Now put one finger back in."

Millie swallowed then moaned as she entered herself again. She could barely see Kamilah, but knowing that the woman was watching made her even more aroused.

"Tell me."

"Please, I need more."

"One more finger."

She added a second and pushed against her digits. The noises were lewd, and it succeeded in make Kamilah moan loudly. But she was patient for her next order.

It took a moment for her to realise the chair moved from beneath her, she was so focused on pleasuring herself.

When she did, she opened her eyes and saw Kamilah take a seat.

"You convinced me." The other woman smiled, but her gaze was fixed on the penetrating fingers. "I had to smell how much you wanted me."

Millie realised that she no longer needed her phone and threw it on the desk, then immediately buried her free hand in Kamilah's hair. Even this simple touch of the other woman was enough to make her moan. "I have to see more of you." She whimpered as she tugged at the silky hair, making Kamilah look up at her. "Please."

The vampire licked her lips and tilted her head, then unbuttoned her blouse too quickly for Millie to appreciate, but she was pleased that the woman was wearing a bra with a front clasp, and it was flicked open, revealing perfect breasts. She tugged on the hair again, and Kamilah stood; Millie's mouth was on the exposed nipple before any words were spoken, and a hand took hold of her wrist, increasing the speed of the fingers inside her.

For a minute, the only things that could be heard was the wetness between her legs and the moans from both of them, then Kamilah pulled away, grabbed the toy from the box, and sped out of the room, returning a few seconds later with it held in front of her, and water dripping on the rug beneath.

"Lay back."

Millie did, and she lifted her feet onto the desk, letting her knees drop as far as they could. Kamilah removed her fingers that were still inside her, and put the tip of the dildo to her opening.

"You have no idea how often I've imagined this." The vampire pressed it in an inch. "I have distracted myself far too often thinking about watching you take all of this inside you." Another inch. "I've thought about how your beautiful face would look as I pumped it in and out." Millie couldn't see how far in the dildo was now, but she still wasn't full. "I got lost in my thoughts during an important meeting with a client, because you drive me crazy, and all I want is to please you."

She looked at Kamilah with half closed eyes. "Time to stop imagining."

She let out a long, loud moan as the silicone phallus fully entered her, and she felt a hand lift one leg, and rest on Kamilah's shoulder, then the vampire leaned over her, holding onto her thigh and began pumping.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Kamilah." Her hand flailed until she found something to hold, and she wrapped her fingers around a strong arm that was resting against the desk.

Her hips rocked hard and she screamed for more. To be fucked harder and deeper and faster, Kamilah obliged, then she squeezed her eyes shut as her body tensed and her orgasm hit her with full force.

When she looked at Kamilah she saw her smile blissfully. "Was it everything you thought it would be?" She chuckled and sat up, her body spasmed as the dildo moved inside her, then she wrapped an arm around the other woman's neck.

"More so." Kamilah kissed her softly, and spoke against her lips. "I love you."

As those precious words were spoken, she felt a coldness fill her body, a presence inside her full of hatred and vengeance.

Then she lost control. And a voice was in her head.

You are meant for more than this. Fulfillment is not with this dead creature. It is with me.

Horror filled her as sunlight emanated from her body, and the woman she loved turned to dust.

Submit. You have been chosen.

Millie opened her eyes, and met Kamilah's concerned gaze looking down at her prone body. She awkwardly scanned the room around her, and remembered that she was at a party. "Oh, for fuck sake. Not again."

These visions weren't even waiting for her to be asleep now.

#kamilah sayeed #bb kamilah #kamilah x mc #bloodbound #bloodbound fic #choices fic #nsfw

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