Forbidden Fruit

TITLE: Forbidden Fruit
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and am not making a profit.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Therese/VV
NOTE: Based on the Bloodlines PC game, which is pretty much the extent of my exposure to the oWoD. As such, I'm pretty sure I took some huge liberties without even realising it. On an unrelated note, writing a sex scene from Therese's perspective was a lot more fun than it had any right to be.


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Therese Voerman awoke slowly from her not-quite-slumber and gradually became aware of a number of facts. For one, she was naked. Strange, but not unusual. Though she had made her peace with Jeanette, her sister still tended to play not terribly funny pranks on her. The second fact that trickled into her mind was there was a second body lying under the covers with her. This little fact slowly made its way through her mind because there appeared to be a third, terribly important fact that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

Then she realised what it was.

The body snuggled up next to her was also naked.

Two second later, Therese was fully awake and had almost fallen out of bed in her effort to get away. Getting to her feet, she saw Velvet Velour still... asleep, for lack of a better word. And since Therese's mad rush to get out of bed had thrown off most of the covers, she could see quite a lot of the Toreador's pale, voluptuous body. It was quite... quite...

Sinful, Therese told herself as she turned around sharply.

Grabbing her glasses and striding towards the bathroom, Therese found her bewilderment at the situation beginning to fade. Really, it was all quite clear. Jeanette, in her regrettable drive to defile her own body with as many people as she could, had managed to seduce that Hollywood whore into bed, most likely with promises of getting to feel 'human' again. Then, once she'd satisfied those base desires, her sister had quite clearly slipped out of bed and put her in it. No doubt the idea had been that when she'd wake up next to a naked and beau- a naked woman she would, as Jeannette would call it, 'freak out' and give her no end of amusement. Well, she wasn't going to play her twin sister's game, Therese decided as she did up her hair. She was calmly going to explain as much of the situation as she needed to know to that red-haired harlot and then she would show her the door. After that, she could get on with her night.

Having made up her mind, Therese confidentally returned to the bedroom, and froze. VV was sitting up in bed and far more se- wicked now that she was awake. Worse, she had just entered the room wearing nothing but a pair of glasses, which was sure to give a woman like her any number of impure thoughts. Why the h- why on earth had she decided to do her hair properly before putting on her clothes?

Too late to lament her decisions now. Time to deal.

"Hello," VV purred.

Therese nodded curtly, confident she looked confident. "Good evening. I assume you came here with my sister this morning?"

Velvet stretched herself lazily, showing off her depraved, sinful body. "I did. She's truly something else, isn't she?"

"Unfortunately, I have to agree," Therese said.

"I haven't felt this good in ages," VV continued. "Jeanette has a gift."

"Again I find myself forced to agree," Therese said.

VV looked at her. Her smile held a disconcerting promise. "You disapprove."

"It's wicked," Therese said, her voice hardly trembling at all. "It was already sinful when she was alive, but now it's the very deepest depth of depravity."

"Such harsh words," VV said, slipping out from under the covers and getting to her feet.

Therese looked away, but it was too late. The sight of Velvet's naked body had burned itself into her mind.

"There are many depraved things in this world," Therese heard VV say, "but sharing joy with each other simply isn't one of them."

"I knew you would say something like that," Therese said. "Then again, what else could I expect from a common stripper?"

"I'm a dancer," VV said.

Therese felt Velvet's hand on her chin mere moments before she found herself looking into the woman's eyes.

"And I'm exceptional," she said. "Would you like me to show you how much I've learned?"

Coherent thought failed Therese's as VV's words entered her ears and her room-temperature body nevertheless seemed extraordinarly warm. However, though her mind was quickly becoming jumbled mess, there were still a few things Therese was certain of.

"I'm a good girl," she said. "I've always been a good girl."

"I know," VV breathed. "And good girls deserve a reward, don't they?"

Therese's mouth open and shut soundlessly a few times. There was only one word on her lips, one word screaming in her mind. But she couldn't say it. She was a good girl. Father had always said so. She wasn't like Jeanette. She was a good girl. Father's special little girl. She couldn't say it. No matter how alluring VV was, she could not give in to sinfulness and depravity. She was a good girl. She couldn't say it.

"Yes," she said.

Velvet kissed her.

It would have been difficult to say how Therese felt. VV's kiss was soft and gentle and Therese felt it warming her undead body in a way that had seemed impossible. But more importantly, she felt... light. It confused her, though she didn't actually feel confused. She was giving in to the basest of animal desires, plunging herself head first into the black abyss, yet she felt as though she was soaring. As though shackles that had never been there had shattered and now she flew.

Then she felt VV's thigh press inbetween her legs and she found herself dragged back to Earth. Her blood burning, Therese grew moist and, it could no longer be denied, aroused. The weak flesh of her naked body moved on its own, rubbing her wicked place against Velvet's leg. Therese had never felt such... such sin filling her, spreading through her, lifting her up on wings of flame.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Velvet whispered as her lips finally withdrew.

"You filthy slut," Therese breathed. "You dirty little temptress."

"Talking dirty, Therese? I didn't think you were the type."

"I'm merely telling you the truth," Therese said, as her naked body writhed on Velvet's pale flesh.

"I see," VV said. "Then please, allow me to show you what this 'slut' can do."

Therese almost snarled when she felt VV's leg withdraw, but managed to hold it in when she felt Velvet's wicked body slide down hers as the pale woman kneeled in front of her. Breathless, Therese looked down on Velvet looking up at her, smiling, her mouth opening, her tongue slipping out and...

A depraved moan escaped from Therese's lips when Velvet kissed her sinfulness. Hot, intense wickedness flared through her body, searing nerves long thought dead. Velvet lapped at her feminine shame, eagerly drinking the liquids springing from her dark fountain. Therese felt her fallen body slip further and further out of her control, yet at the same time felt more and more of that strange, soaring elation. Had her mind not been so gripped with vile sin she might have wondered about that, but as it was she could only dance on VV's skilled tongue.

Leaning against the door, thrusting out her hips as though to give the kneeling VV as much access to her filthiness as possible, Therese became vaguely aware of her moans turning to words. Vile obscenities rolled from her lips, spilling from some dark reservoir lurking in her breast as they were forced up into her throat by the carnal pleasure coming from below. It was as though every little lick from VV's tongue caused her own tongue to fill the air with yet one more profanity. Therese didn't know what would happen when she ran out of curses, though some dark part of her wished this debasement could last forever.

The seemingly unending torrent of filth paused when Therese felt Velvet's tongue press into her wet darkness. Even though she no longer had any real use for breath she nevertheless gasped at this intrustion into her defiled sacredness. When she regained her breath, she moaned with lust. She didn't know why there no more obscenitites pouring out of her mouth. It was almost as though VV's deep kiss had emptied the dark reservoir and now there was nothing left within her but pleasure joyous and untainted.

Therese groaned, her herlpess body shaking and writhing on the skilled tongue caressing the walls of her temple. Yet part of her slowly became more and more convinced that this was wrong. That Velvet should not so kiss and lap at her pleasure. Not without getting something in return.

"Stop," she whispered feebly.

The word drowned in a moan as VV's tongue caressed an area even more sensitive than most. For a moment, the flood of lust washed away the fragile thought, but it was still there as Velvet's attentions moved to places only slightly less pleasurable.

"Stop," she whispered again. "Stop."

Therese ignored the screaming of her body when VV heard her words and withdrew from her lustful valley. She looked down at Velvet's confused face and tried to hammer her thoughts into something approaching coherence so she could explain to them both why she'd asked her to stop.

"Did I make you that uncomfortable?" Velvet asked.

"N-no," said Therese. "But it... it shouldn't be just me."

The confusion cleared on VV's face to be replaced by a beautiful smile. "Tell me what you want, then."

Therese stared at her mutely. She didn't have much experience with physical intimacy other than going limp whenever F- she didn't have much experience with physical intimacy. Yet somehow she began moving anyway, pulling VV up, taking her by the hand and guiding her towards the bed. There, she guided the pale dancer onto her back before lying down as well and letting their legs entwine. She didn't really know what she was doing, but she also had the curious sensation that she actually did know what she was doing. It was almost as though her body had done this sort of thing countless times before, but only now was she there to witness it.

Which was a completely ridiculous notion, of course.

Ridiculous or not, Therese couldn't deny the surge of pleasure her body gave her as her nether regions kissed VV's. Moving almost on instinct, Therese ground her body against Velvet's who repaid her in kind. Moans of lust and pleasure filled the air again and Therese couldn't tell which belonged to who. Which, she realised, was entirely the wrong question. They were their moans born from their pleasure as their naked bodies stimulated each other in this strange and beatiful dance.

"Therese..."

Therese looked up to see Velvet looking at her with eyes darkened with lust and reaching for her with one of her slender hands. Therese took it, their fingers entwining, and was surprised when VV threw her head back and moaned louder than she ever had, thrusting her hips at her. She hissed at the intense feeling shuddering through her. It was almost as though Velvet put some extra effort into grinding her pussy against hers now that they held hands.

Therese's moans faltered as she started hissing between her teeth. The pleasure building within her grew so large it felt as though her own body wasn't big enough to contain it all. Therese knew enough about relations to know what this meant and she fought against it. Her whole body tensed in her struggle against her coming climax, but there was no force in the universe that could stop her grinding against Velvet. She only hoped to delay the glorious inevitable long enough to...

She came screaming, pleasure washing through her and out of her, leaving a pure light in its wake. Therese shuddered and trembled as she climaxed, her body spinning out of control. Though even as pleasure blanked out her mind and wracked her body with its beauty, she held on tightly to Velvet's hand. It seemed... important somehow.

When Therese finally came down from those unfathomable heights, she carefully disentangled herself from Velvet, laid down next to her and held her.

"I feel like I should I thank you for this seduction," she said.

Velvet smiled. "You're very welcome."

"Did Jeanette put you up to this?"

"Do you think I would tell you if she had?"

"I suppose not," said Therese. "It's not important anyway. But I have to know, did you... you know..."

"Come? Oh yes."

"So you're a liar as well as a whore."

"Well, if you really feel that guilty I'll give you plenty of opportunity to make it up to me later tonight," Velvet said.

"We'll see," said Therese.

"Now then, I met the most darling young woman here last night," VV purred. "What say you and I go get some breakfast, hmm?"

Therese smiled. "Sounds delightful," she said.