1. Nightwatch Ch. 02: Suburban Bliss


    Date: 10/7/2023, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: byproseinagarden 

    "Why couldn't I just be an astronaut or Bigfoot? This is ridiculous." I griped.

"It's important to him, Mor." Suzie answered calmly as she swathed my cheek with a makeup brush, practically on top of me as she finished fixing my costume makeup.

"Exactly!Why is it important to him? He shouldn't glamorize being undead." I countered.

"He's not. He just wants to be like us."

"And you don't find that worrying?"

"No, all little kids copy. They grow out of it soon enough and rebel by being as different from their parents as possible during puberty."

"Iknow rebellion. In my previous life, I was a Scyth who went to war in the bloom of my youth," I said heatedly as she nodded her head placatingly, then applied black eyeliner close to my eyeball while I ranted. "My father wanted to escape with our family. ButI knew the reach our empire would have. I alone took up the blade to glorify our great people."

"I was the one brave enough to lead a raiding party into the deepest recesses of Cimmerian territory," she continued disparagingly, as she rattled off my speech from memory, "yada, yada, yada... You were a badass. Well, guess what? You have a son now. You're in the 21st century, and he's not going off to war. We just have to make sure he doesn't become an addict and doesn't knock anyone up. Darling, the biggest issue he'll have, hopefully, is if he'll go to Duke, Brown, or backpack through Europe for a year."

"Duke, of course. Or Ivy League." I said succinctly ...
    ... while she powdered my face. "No child of mine is going to Brown, and teenagers don't have the prefrontal capacity to gallivant through Europe, or anywhere really, without getting into trouble. We will travel together for the sake of cultural awareness."

She chuckled. "Mor, stop being a hardass and make tonight the best Halloween that baby has ever had." She sounded serious then. She pointed at the door to emphasize her point.

"Fine."

"Great! You're done!"

I looked in the mirror. I could at least be happy Suzie made my costume with actual silk. If I was to wear that ridiculous fake vampire get-up, at least make it luxuriously comfortable.

I smoothed my maroon velvet vest down with its brass buttons, then fiddled unnecessarily with my red cravat. I raised an eyebrow at my smooth, contoured face. Suzie had highlighted my cheekbones, and I looked hot. The black high collar even accentuated my face.

"Good, huh?" She prompted.

"It'll do. I haven't worn a cloak for a while." I swished it around me, admiring the gloss.

She giggled. I glared at her, then clicked my fangs out.

"You darelaugh?" I curled my hand in front of me in a villainous flourish. "I am Death, girl. I can consume your soul without batting a freshly manicured eye."

She held her hand to her mouth in mock fear.

I sped to her, then dipped her, stretching her neck out; my breath wafted over her skin as I held her.

"Oh! Please, don't!" Her cry was a clichéd vaudevillian scream.

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