Damnation's Embrace

TITLE: Damnation's Embrace
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and am not making a profit.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Stella/Loretta
NOTE: The idea for this fic has been going through my head ever since I first got Portrait of Ruin. And since I'm feeling somewhat blocked right now I decided to toss it out after all.


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Loretta was dead. It was only a matter of time. Still, part of her thought there might be a chance. She was all alone in this room or painting or whatever and she knew the door wasn't locked. She could try to sneak out and make her way out of the castle. But she didn't, because there was no point to it. Stella was already dead, bitten by that bald vampire, and if Stella wasn't with her then what was the point of anything?

No, she'd rather face her death and be with Stella again than escape and be alone. That was probably very wrong of her, but Loretta couldn't bring herself to care.

Loretta looked up when she heard the door creak open. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw Stella glide into the room. She had become pale and one of her eyes had turned red, but there could be no mistaking her.

"Stella?" Loretta asked, unwilling to believe her own eyes.

Stella smiled. "Yes, it's me," she replied.

Loretta noticed her sister's sharpened teeth as she'd uttered those few words and felt her slowly rising heart sink again. "You've become a vampire."

"Yes," Stella said, soundlessly moving closer, "and soon you will become one too."

Loretta gave her a dull look. "I suppose I will."

"Oh, don't be like that," Stella complained. "It's a gift. For the first time in my... existence... I see everything clearly. Father was right to do this."

"Father?" Loretta asked. "What are you...?"

"Hush, my sweet sister," Stella whispered as she got very close indeed. "Everything will become clear to you soon. I promise."

"Why not right now?" Loretta asked.

"You're afraid," Stella said, her eyes going wide.

"I'm not," Loretta said. "I'm not scared at all."

"Yes, you are," Stella said. "I can hear it in your voice and in the beating of your heart. You think I'm a monster."

"You're a vampire," Loretta said.

"I'm your sister," Stella said. "And I love you."

Loretta looked away. "Don't say that."

"But you know it's true. And has been for a very long time. Just like your feelings for me."

"Please," Loretta whispered.

"I know you love me as well, Loretta. You were probably in love with me before I fell for you. But we never told each other, did we? Never acted on it. We're sisters after all. Sisters don't feel that way about each other."

"Please," Loretta said, "just turn me into a vampire and get it over with."

"Oh, I will make you like me." Stella lifted Loretta's chin and forced her to look into her eyes. "But before that, my precious darling, I'll make you mine."

Stella kissed her and what few defences Loretta had left melted away like snow before sunshine. She'd been doomed and now she was damned and it didn't matter. Her sister's lips were on her own and it felt right. The yearning she thought she'd locked away so long ago bloomed and filled her. Before she truly knew she was doing it, she deepened their kiss and drew her vampiric twin against her. She felt a curious sense of elation, as though she'd thrown herself into the abyss yet found she could fly. Mixed with that elation were the first few embers of arousal starting between her legs and warming her body.

Stella drew away and looked at her with fondness in her undead eyes.

"My sister," she whispered.

Loretta gave an embarrassed smile. "In more ways than one, I guess."

Stella leaned in closely and when her voice came it was barely more than a breath. "I want to taste you."

"Go ahead," Loretta replied. "My blood is yours."

"Not your blood," Stella said. "Not yet. I want to taste your body."

An excited shiver ran down Loretta's spine. "My body... my body is yours as well."

Stella grinned at her. "Such bold words from my hesistant sister."

Loretta looked into her eyes. "If I'm going to be cursed, then at least I'll be cursed for my own desires."

Stella gave her a wicked smile. "Truly? Your own desires? Then you'll admit you're in love with me?"

"Y-yes," Loretta said hoarsely. "Yes, I love you."

Stella kissed her again and Loretta felt her passion fueling the smouldering fire within her own body. But Loretta had little time to savour her sister's kiss. Stella soon set about the task of undressing her, which was easier said than done. Stella had always been bold and forward in her choice of clothes, but Loretta dressed more to hide herself. She'd always been content to lurk in her sister's shadow, never caring one whit that nobody noticed her. As long as Stella was with her, of course. Now, however, her preference for concealment seemed a bit misguided. Stella took far too long to undress her. Even though their bodies were basically identical, Loretta nevertheless urgently wanted to show it to her sister. No, not show it. She wanted her sister to see it and want it.

Bit by bit, more and more of Loretta's skin became exposed and Loretta delighted in seeing the lust in Stella's eyes grow brighter with each passing moment. Loretta felt a thrill run through her body when Stella had finally uncovered her breasts. They were practically the same as Stella's, of course, but Loretta had always dressed to make them appear far more modest than they really were. Loretta couldn't help but wonder if her sister was surprised at the fullness of her breasts. When her sister leaned in to kiss them she ceased to wonder in a hurry.

Loretta sighed lustfully as Stella explored her breasts with her mouth. She felt her tongue and lips travelling across them rapidly as though frantic to kiss and taste every last inch of them. Loretta was amazed at how good her sister's attentions felt, or would have been if her rising lust didn't drown out all other feelings. She moaned softly when her sister's wandering mouth apparently settled on one of her nipples. She circled the areola with the tip of her tongue, leaving a faint trail of saliva. When she flicked her nipple, Loretta inhaled sharply at the small tremor of pleasure going through her. Then, when her sister's mouth closed around her nipple and she sucked on her breast, Loretta moaned with pleasure it felt so good. Some part of her regretted that she couldn't reward her vampiric twin's suckling with milk. It was a wicked thought, but compared to dark depravity of sharing her body with her sister in the first place, wanting to feed her her milk was probably a minor sin.

Having apparently grown tired of her breasts, or even more eager for the rest of her, Stella resumed undressing her. There was fairly little left and before long, Loretta stood fully naked in front of her still clothed sister. Stella took her hand and guided her wordlessly to the nearby bed. Loretta lay down on her back and tried to display herself invitingly for her sister, but the look in Stella's eyes told her the effort wasn't necessary, but merely enjoyable. Stella lay down on her side next to her and began caressing her bare stomach with a gloved hand.

"Even like this, you are so beautiful," the vampire whispered.

"I can't be much more beautiful than you are," Loretta said.

"Not in my eyes," Stella said. Then she smiled. "Now then, about that taste I wanted."

Stella moved with startling speed, but before Loretta could marvel at the sight (or lack thereof) she felt her sister's breath blowing against her slit. She was surprised at how warm Stella's breath was, but she felt it didn't really matter. Stella's breath could have been as cold as the grave and she probably wouldn't have minded. Loretta moaned shudderingly when she felt her sister's tongue beginning to lap slowly at her pussy. She'd been more than moist already, but now Loretta could truly feel her juices starting to flow for her sister to taste as much as she could possibly want. Her sister apparently wanted much as, after dragging her tongue across her folds a few times, she kissed her pussy deeply and entered her with her tongue.

Loretta screamed as she gripped the bedsheets and her back arched. Pleasure tore through her at her sister's lustful invasion and Loretta suddenly found herself on fire. The intensity of the feeling had caught her completely by surprise and Loretta found herself adrift on an ocean of lustful fire. She moaned, her body writhing obscenely to tune of her sister's tongue wriggling wickedly inside of her. Gathering all her strength, Loretta forced herself to take a few deep breaths in an effor to regain some measure of control over her own body. She succeeded somewhat, managing to relax herself enough to unclench her fists and ease back down completely onto the bed again. But it was a tenuous control at best. Stella still lapped at her inner walls, pleasuring her beyond belief. It would take very little for her sister to overpower her once again and she'd sink into sheer mindless, animalistic lust. Part of her welcomed it, but another part wanted to stay in the here-and-now if only so she could better experience the feeling of her twin sister's tongue.

A whine of disappointment escaped from Loretta's lips when Stella's tongue drew out of her. Panting, she propped herself up on her elbows to look down at her sister looking up at her from between her legs. Stella smiled at her wickedly, her lips shining with the stains of her juices. Loretta was about to say something, to plead with her sister to kiss her slit again, when Stella moved. Her lips parted ever so slightly and her sinful, wonderful tongue poked out. Loretta watched breathlessly as Stella moved closer to her again and, without breaking eye contact even once, flicked her excited clit.

Loretta threw her head back and screamed, lightning pleasure crackling at the end of every nerve. She fell to the bed again, writhing desperately. Filled as she had been by that first shock of pleasure, Loretta hadn't noticed her sister's tongue jumping around her clit. As the intensity subsided, she did become more aware of her sister's actions and moaned as Stella toyed with her. Her tongue darted this way and that, always close to her clit, always stimulating it, yet never quite licking it directly again. Loretta didn't know if she should be thankful or upset, but was far too aroused to be capable of either in any case. Stella's beautifully depraved tongue played with her expertly and Loretta found herself lifted higher and higher on wings of lust and pleasure. Her moans turned to gasps as she ran out of air while her body trembled violently.

Then Stella's lips closed around her clit and sucked ever so slightly.

Loretta came, somehow finding the air to scream her pleasure to the world. She didn't know how long it lasted, or anything else for that matter. The only thing she knew was the glorious lust washing through her and out of her, leaving only a blazing core of warm fire.

When it past, Loretta opened her eyes to see her sister looking at her. She hadn't noticed Stella moving next to her, yet now she suddenly found herself very aware of her sister's entire body against her own and her gloved hand again caressing her stomach.

"My sister," Stella whispered.

"Yours," Loretta breathed. "In every way."

"Yes," Stella replied. She smiled, showing her fangs. "So, I take it you're willing to join me."

"I've always been willing," Loretta replied.

"Of course," Stella said.

Stella moved on top of her and Loretta was surprised at how light she was. Then there was a quick, sharp stab of pain as Stella's fangs pierced her neck. But the pain passed as quickly as it had come, leaving only a curious warmth. Loretta embraced her sister and found she had little strength left in her arms. Whether it was because she was still exhausted from her orgasm or because her sister rapidly drained her of her blood she didn't know.

As Stella drank her blood and brought her ever closer to the brink of death, Loretta recognised the curious warmth her sister's fangs had awoken within her. It was contentment. True, she would be dead and damned, but she would also be with her sister for the rest of eternity.

And that was more than enough to make her happy.

Forever.