16. Amber Hart, anew a second time
Velo looks a little out of place in Aventure. Her proudly displayed sleeves and copious piercings are a bit much for the usual crowd of college students. And Velo very much knows that, walking around and smirking now and then at the looks she draws. She plops down next to Amber on her usual couch, stretching out her long, toned legs. "Hey babes, what's up?" She asks casually, arms thrown out across the back.
"You are, hun," Amber answers with a laugh, clapping Velo's knee. "You're drawing almost as much attention as I am, and that's no mean feat." She's wearing a blood red tank top, about two sizes too small and showing exactly how many curves she has, along with dark blue jeans and a black cap. The sort of outfit that looks casual, but at the same time clearly has too much effort put into it to actually deserve the name.
"Ah hell, I'm not proud, I can concede that you look exactly as good as I do." Velo teases back, grinning widely, giving Amber a little once-over. Velo, it seems, never concedes to the weather enough to wear anything longer than denim shorts that maybe reach the tops of her thighs if one is being generous, though her own tanktop is looser than Amber's. She feels a bit cold, but not as much as she should be, given the weather. Must stay warm with all that biking around. "So what's going on?"
"Ah, I was wondering if you could introduce me to a couple of things," Amber scoots a bit closer on the couch. "Well, two things and a person, rather."
"Tall order. Alright, hit me, girl."
"Well, when you crashed I caught a bit of a glimpse, and ever since, I've been missing the delightful sight," Amber wrinkles her nose mischievously.
Velo snorts, punching Amber's arm lightly. "You know, you had a better chance before you said anything." She laughs.
"Hey, you said 'hit me', so I inserted the word 'on.'" Amber protests, sharing the laugh.
"You're lucky that you're cute and seem like the type who can pull a girl's hair real good." Velo snorts. "Alright, who's the person?"
"A Mr. Salazar." Amber has only herself to blame for bringing him up before getting her fangs in Velo, but she can't back out now - talk of exactly why she wants an introduction is likely to be rather distracting for the mood she was working on, leading up to a giggly make-out in the bathroom or alley.
"Oooooooh. You sure about that?" Velo winces.
"Unfortunately I am," Amber shakes her head. "He's making some trouble for me and mine, and I need to have a talk." Her interaction with Teresa ought to be helpful here, lending some credibility to the fact that this sort of person might take her seriously.
"You're gonna have a bad time." Velo says bluntly. "Salazar isn't one of those crazies, y'know, the guys who get into the business just to see what someone's insides look like outside them. But if there's an ass to be found, his hand is gonna be planted firmly on it. He doesn't take a woman wearing anything not made out of single bits of string seriously. Y'feel?"
"I'm not opposed to letting someone have a bit of a feel if need be, but he will take me seriously," Amber is absolutely confident in that, and it shows. No mortal can stand up to her, and if he's not a mortal, well, he's all the more likely to take her (and Siveri's) arrival on the scene seriously. She shakes her head. "I'll take the warning, and thank you for it, but I still need an introduction."
Velo shrugs. "Alright, girl. I did my duty. I can get you in to see the guy, sure. He's probably throwing some thing on his yacht sometime soon. I owe you anyway."
"A yacht, fancy. I'll wear something nicer. Probably a suit rather than a dress given what you said," she smirks a bit, hoping that Velo is imagining what she'll look like in a suit. "I appreciate it."
"Damn, now I'm ruining my chances to see you in a skirt." Velo winks. "And you'll probably be the only one there dressed nice, but I suppose that's kind of a power move, isn't it?"
"You know me, I'm all about the power moves," she catches a strand of Velo's hair and plays with it, wrapping it slowly shorter around her finger.
"So why in the hell are you lookin' to talk to Hernan Salazar, babe?" Velo shifts to lie with her head in Amber's lap, stretching out luxuriously.
"Long story, I'm afraid. Short version is that he's trying to buy an apartment building that he shouldn't, and he doesn't realize how much he shouldn't be trying it yet," Amber doesn't want to get into specifics. "Some of the folks who live there want to see what someone's insides look like. Not the sort of thing to talk too much about in a nice place like this," Amber twines her hand deeper into Velo's hair, rubbing her head gently. "What do you think of my couch? Aventure's one of my favorite places. Everyone knows me here," she adds with a fond smile.
"It's definitely got a real 'throne' vibe." Velo chuckles. "As much as I bet they appreciate the view, I'm smart enough to tell that all the looks aren't because of how tight those jeans are."
"Well, it'd be a shame if my body were the only reason I could turn heads," she uses her hand twined in Velo's hair to turn her head to one side and then back to the other with gentle pressure.
She doesn't try to resist, looking up at Amber and biting a lip for a moment. "Well sure. I bet you've got everyone here... wrapped around your fingers."
"Who doesn't, deep in their heart, want to have someone holding their leash?" Amber makes eye contact as she speaks, looking down over Velo as she tightens her fingers into a grip on her hair for a moment before letting it go.
"I mean..." She shifts, licking her lips. Amber can see Velo's nipples through her thin bra and shirt. One is pierced. "I haven't met them, if they exist." She tries to keep the light, playful tone, but is clearly being driven to distraction by Amber, leaning her head into the vampire's hand.
Amber brings her head just an inch closer, slowly. "I like holding yours." Her grip tightens again, and this time it doesn't relax all the way.
Velo licks her lips again and meets Amber's eyes, speaking slowly. "I'm going to mount you and ride you like a stolen bike right here, unless you have a better idea very quickly."
"I think the manager would disapprove. Come on then," she urges the woman up sitting with a tug on the hair. "My place is 15 minutes away. Yours closer?" She leans in to whispers an offer into Velo's ear with her cold breath. "Unless you want me to finger-fuck you in the alley,"
She shudders and groans. "Right now, let's go."
Amber pulls Velo to her feet, winking at the people watching the display. This isn't the first person Amber has led out back, but it's the first time she's done it quite so obviously with a hand in their hair.
As Amber leads Velo out, she sees Kev out of the corner of her eye. She hadn't expected him here, tonight, and he seems to have been about to approach and talk to her. But... she can hear Velo's blood pumping, her athlete's heart slow and luxurious in its beating, an auditory texture that sets an itch burning in her throat.
Later, she mouths to him without slowing down. Probably not the best she can do, but, well, she's already got her hands full at the moment. He looks briefly hurt, but Amber is out the door and not paying much more attention.
The crisp air feels neutral against Amber's dead skin. As soon as they're outside Velo pulls her into a passionate kiss, which Amber returns brielf before deciding that she really better get Velo more wrapped up in the moment before she has to explain her own cold breath. And so she turns the mortal away and pushes her cheek against the wall, first with her hand in Velo's hair and then with her body. She hitches her knee up against the other woman's ass, spreading her legs just a touch and pressing her weight against her back.
"Mmmh-" Velo makes a pleased sound from deep in her throat. "Never thought you'd be so rough~" She teases, bracing herself against the wall and rubbing her ass back against Amber's knee.
"You asked for it," Amber responds, pressing her knee higher so it rubs into Velo's crotch. "And sometimes you get what you ask for. Drop your pants," she orders, pulling her knee and chest away, but leaving Velo's cheek pressed firmly against the chill concrete wall with her grip on the woman's hair.
Velo complies, but slowly, taking her time to unbutton her shorts and slide them down slowly over the curve of her toned ass, taking her panties with them. She's already visibly wet, and rolls her hips as gravity takes over and she lets her clothes drop. "Getting what I want... mmm- just like Christmas." She says, a little muffled by the pressure on her face, but clearly delighted.
Amber runs her other hand along Velo's back, tracing her spine gently downwards through her shirt as she undresses. Rather than continue with her fingers onto flesh, Amber gives the exposed cheeks a swift slap each, before letting Velo off the wall and turning her back around. She catches the other woman in a fierce, demanding kiss, diving straight for her pussy with one finger as she presses her back against the wall. No gentle teasing like with Carissa - they both know what they want, and they're both going to get it right now.
Amber's finger slips inside Velo's warmth easily, and the woman moans hungrily, rubbing her hips against Amber's touch as one arm drapes across the vampire's shoulder. The other hand yanks down the front of Amber's tank top, warm fingers seeking eagerly to squeeze one of her breasts. Amber presses Velo against the wall and upwards with the finger - fingers now - inside of her.
She can still hear the pace of that deliciously powerful heart, so much stronger than Carissa or Kev's, the reassuring thump of Velo's pulse seeming to pound through Amber's fingers and into her own body, the music of her life a powerful bass. She breaks the kiss and goes for Velo's neck, first a lick, then a pleasurable little nibble, and then fangs down into warm skin, seeking out the life that flows within. She doesn't stop finger-fucking as she drinks, mixing the two pleasures unashamedly.
Velo's moans tumble out from her lips, and Amber finally feels that sweet music in her veins rushing down her throat. The fingers on her chest go limp as Velo's pussy twitches around her, her muscles tensing as the mix of sensations easily drives her over the edge. She's surprisingly quiet, basking in the sensation.
Amber can feel the blood flowing through her body, filling every part of her like water expanding to fit its container. The excitement in the crimson is less electric than with Kev or Carissa - Velo wasn't nervous or unsure of herself. Her enthusiasm is a lower, more consistent, richer flavor. And something in it resonates with Amber in a way that sets her groin tingling as though she were forcing her body back to living.
God she wants sex. Real, honest to god animal fucking, not the gentle caresses she gave to arouse Carissa or the tentative fumbling of Kev - Velo here wants to ride her like a stolen bike, and that sounds like an utterly fantastic thing at the moment. That's what blood is for, right? That's what she told Siveri, feeling alive. The heat seems to spread from her groin outwards this time, rather than from her heart as it usually does, and it's a long moment before she brings the urge to fill herself with life under control. "Aww fuck you're hot," Amber gives Velo another firm thrust with her fingers. "I'm taking you home," she follows it up with a needy kiss.
After Amber pulls away, Velo laughs breathlessly. "Honey, with fingers like those you can take me to the fucking moon if you want." Velo is a little dazed, but... Not like someone who just lost a good chunk of blood, but like someone getting vigorously fucked. Other than that, she seems remarkably clear and alert, and that slow, luxurious heartbeat is as strong as ever. Amber laughs alongside her and grabs another fistful of Velo's hair.
"Let's go."