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“Ma’am, I’ve been thinking about your… predicament,” said Amy as she stepped into the Residence.
“I’ve been thinking too,” said Selina. “You know, it’s really not that bad. I’ll never age again.”
Amy rolled her eyes. Of course that was all Selina took away from her disgusting ex-husband turning her into a fucking vampire. This was the last thing they needed now that she was President, and the entire country’s eyes were on her.
“People seem to be buying the sun allergy thing, which is good because it also opens up a lot of healthcare platform opportunities for you. Kent also said your sudden ‘health issue’ has made people more sympathetic to you and boosted you in the polls.”
“Good. I’d like to see that fucker Danny Chung compete with— oww.” Selina closed her eyes and put her head in her hands. “I’m starving. I feel like shit. “
Feeding Selina was a potential landmine. The first thing Amy had done when Selina broke the news to her was pull an all-nighter reading up on vampire lore. Although she could subsist on animal blood, Selina needed to consume human blood at least once every full moon to thrive. Even the stupid American public would notice her hair becoming dull and her face sagging.
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Gary has been getting me pig’s blood from a butcher shop, but it’s like the equivalent of McDonald’s for every meal.”
Amy doubted Selina had ever actually eaten at McDonald’s, but she understood what the President was trying to say. The mere thought made her own stomach turn. She had come up with a solution that made her nervous but would hopefully solve the predicament of Selina needing human blood.
“Ma’am, you know I really care about you, right? We’ve worked together for a long time, and I want to see you succeed more than anything.”
“Obviously, I know that.”
“What if…” Amy shuffled her feet. “What if I let you feed on me?”
Selina gasped softly. Amy knew from her research that it was uncommon for a human to offer themselves up as a snack, but she couldn’t let Selina starve. A few moments passed without Selina saying anything, as if she was mulling over the offer.
Finally, she spoke.
“What’s in it for you?”
Amy couldn’t believe she would ask such a thing. The prize for her was obviously keeping the woman to whom she had dedicated her life healthy and functional! She knew she couldn’t say that, though. Too sappy. She stepped forward and took both of Selina’s hands in her own, wishing they still felt warm.
“If you become a disgusting shell from a lack of human blood, no one will vote for you, and my career will be over.”
“Watch your mouth. I could never be disgusting.”
“I know, ma’am, but you know what I meant.”
“What if I accidentally turn you? It’s easy to get carried away when my teeth are actually in there.”
Amy couldn’t make eye contact knowing what she had to say next. She gazed down at the carpet. This was either going to save the day or get her fired and run out of D.C.
“You won’t be putting your teeth in me.”
Selina crossed her arms and cocked her head to the side. She hadn’t taken the hint. Amy drew in a deep, shaky breath.
“I did a lot of research on vampires,” continued Amy, wishing she had never been born. “You only have to feed on human blood once every full moon to maintain your health. Full moons are, uh, about once a month. So…”
Selina’s eyes went wide. Her face twisted into an evil grin, which she quickly hid behind her hand. Despite her attempts to hide it, it was obvious how much she enjoyed watching Amy get flustered. That only made Amy’s stomach do more somersaults. Mortified, Amy looked away.
“Are you propositioning me?” Selina teased.
“No, ma’am! I mean, yes, but I’m doing it so you stay healthy.”
“Oh, do you say that to all the girls?”
“I would only ever let you do it.”
Amy regretted saying that as soon as it left her mouth. Although it was true she wouldn’t want anyone but Selina down there, that was admitting weakness. Selina would inevitably use it against her in the future, regardless of what Amy did for her.
Selina scrunched up her nose. “You mean, like, generally, or during shark week?”
Generally, but she was not going to say that.
“Ma’am!”
“I can’t believe this is what you came up with and not a monthly White House blood drive or something,” laughed Selina. “I always knew you were a huge dyke.”
Amy wished she had thought of that idea at least five minutes ago. Her cheeks burned with humiliation. A blood drive was absolutely the normal, obvious solution. Now Selina knew what Amy had secretly wanted for years.
“Uh… Would you rather do that?” she asked, her voice small.
“No, actually, I’d love to snack on you. At least I know you’re not gross.”
Amy couldn’t believe what she had just heard. Selina was already looking her up and down like a delicious morsel. Her entire body tensed up when the President reached out and took her chin in her hand. She stood there, breathless, as Selina’s thumb brushed over her lips.
“You smell real fucking good to me right now,” continued Selina. “Did you come here tonight because you’re on your period?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Again, what a huge dyke.” Selina pulled her thumb away and replaced it with her own lips. “Good thing you’re cute, and I’m starving. Bedroom. Now.”
Amy let herself be dragged away to Selina’s bedroom. She knew she didn’t sleep in it anymore, instead preferring a coffin that Gary had expertly hid in one of the spare rooms. Despite that, Amy had never been in there before and felt a pang of excitement at the idea. Her stomach fluttered as reality set in: Selina Meyer was about to go down on her. Sure, it was only so she could feed on her blood without hurting her, but still!
“I’m still pretty messy when I eat, so maybe take anything off that you want to be able to wear out of here,” said Selina as she made her way over to the ensuite bathroom.
That obviously meant everything. Amy stripped, her heart pounding faster and faster as each article of clothing hit the floor. This was really going to happen. She neatly folded her clothes and put them on a chair in the corner of the room as Selina reappeared with a stack of towels.
“Nice tits,” said Selina, not bothering to hide the way she leered at them.
“Uh, thank you.”
Feeling shy, Amy crossed her arms over her chest. She angled herself away from Selina, who had started spreading the towels out on the bed. The room felt like a furnace. “Nice tits” played on a loop in Amy’s mind.
“Alright, Ame. Come here.”
Amy approached the bed, which was now completely covered in towels. Selina patted the middle of it, signaling for Amy to lie down. Then, she started taking her clothes off too. Flustered, Amy stared up at the ceiling. She still wasn’t sure if she was allowed to look. Her brain nearly short-circuited when bed dipped, and Selina straddled her. Amy allowed herself one quick peek. She sucked in her breath at the sight of Selina’s perfect, naked body. All she could think about was how close their cunts were. If Selina hadn’t been a vampire, she’d have gotten to feel the heat radiating off of her. She took in the wonder before her and ached.
“So pretty underneath all those cheap, sexless clothes. And so tense,” remarked Selina. “What, are you scared I’m gonna hurt you?”
“No, ma’am.”
Amy ignored the dig at her wardrobe. She was tenser than she had ever been in her entire life because she knew she shouldn’t be turned on. This was supposed to be a favor to Selina. A way to help her thrive in her new vampiric state while also saving her political career. She wasn’t supposed to be halfway ready to cum before they had even started.
Selina slid down and settled in between Amy’s legs. She trailed a teasing finger up her thigh to get her to open them wider. Of course Amy still felt self-conscious—she was naked and on her period in front of the President of the United States—but she was a good girl who wanted to help Selina, so she complied. Selina’s pupils narrowed into slits now that she was so close to a source of blood.
“Let’s get rid of this stupid thing.”
Selina yanked her tampon out by its string faster than Amy could process what was happening. She set it aside. Amy didn’t want to know her plans for it. The metallic stench of blood filled the air, which only made Amy even more self-conscious, although she knew Selina liked that. Amy rubbed the soft fabric of the towel underneath her hands, then realized these towels had probably cost an obscene amount and felt bad. She was going to bleed all over Selina’s fancy towels.
Without warning, Selina grabbed her thighs and dove in. Amy whimpered at her level of intensity. Selina’s tongue swiped at her with a speed she had never experienced before. Amy supposed this was similar to when she came home after a 16-hour workday with no meal breaks and devoured cold pizza standing in front of the fridge.
Selina pulled away just long enough to say, “God, Amy, you’re so fucking delicious.”
The grotesque compliment made Amy’s heart, stomach, and clit flutter.
“I’m… glad this is working out, ma’am.”
Selina spread her cunt open with surprisingly gentle fingers for better access. Amy wasn’t prepared for the feeling of a cold tongue sliding into her entrance. She cried out when Selina swirled it around to collect the freshest blood.
“I taste a little something else too,” said Selina, pulling away. “Enjoying yourself, Gaymy Brookheimer?”
Amy couldn’t respond to that. Of course she was fucking enjoying herself, but admitting it was too embarrassing. She had never felt so vulnerable before, pinned underneath what was not only a creature with superhuman strength but also her boss and longtime crush. Selina’s face was so close to her femoral artery. She could so easily drain it and kill her if she felt like it. And yet, Amy still trusted Selina to do something she had described as “too intimate” to all her unwanted boyfriends.
Selina’s breath tickled Amy, cutting off her thoughts, as she pressed her open mouth against her to let the blood flow freely into it. Her sharp fangs brushed up against Amy’s delicate skin, causing her to whimper again. The prickly pain only made her clit throb harder. Amy briefly wondered if Selina would give it any attention at all, or if she would just focus on feeding.
Once Selina seemed to have gotten her fill, Amy’s question was answered. She swallowed what was in her mouth and dragged her tongue up through Amy’s wetness, letting her tongue circle the needy little button. Amy’s hips bucked in pure desperation.
“Just because you’re being so good,” said Selina before swirling her tongue again.
Amy’s thighs, covered in bloody kiss prints, started to shake. Selina was putting her entire face into pleasing her, and Amy could hardly handle it. Aching for more, Amy pressed herself hard against Selina’s mouth and was rewarded with another expert flick of her tongue. The towel underneath her lower half was ruined, and the duvet probably was too at this point, but she had stopped feeling guilty. Selina seemed to lose herself in the act, licking and lapping at Amy like she was still starving. An intense orgasm ripped through Amy, but Selina didn’t stop.
“Ma’am, fuck, I-I already came!”
“We’re not done.”
Selina didn’t even let her have a moment to recover before getting back to it. She dug her nails into Amy’s thighs hard enough to leave marks. Amy couldn’t help the shrill, pained moans pouring out of her. It hurt better than anything she had ever felt. Selina’s tongue dipped into her again, gathering up more blood. An increasingly overstimulated Amy thrashed underneath Selina.
“I need more,” Amy whined. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
While Selina’s mouth was busy getting seconds, she let her thumb start teasing Amy’s clit again. The short, hard strokes were overpowering, but all Amy could focus on was the way she felt it in her clit when Selina sucked one of her inner cunt lips into her mouth. Soaked in blood, sweat, and arousal, Amy came again.
She balled one of the towels up in her fist just to stay anchored to the bed. There was no way she could survive another orgasm. Fortunately, Selina seemed to either sense that or get full. She backed off and sat up, not caring about Amy’s mess all around her.
“Thanks for dinner, Ame,” said Selina, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Her neck and the entire bottom half of her face were coated in blood, so it did comically little.
Amy flashed a pained smile. “Anytime, ma’am.”