Unable to speak, Casey smiled and nodded slowly as she wrapped her arms around Sylvie’s neck and curled her lover’s hair in her fingers. Casey knew that she needed to say something, anything really. Overwhelmed in her mind and senses, the new vampire couldn’t do anything except match Sylvie’s forming tears and make a couple little squeaks when she attempted to speak. Casey id her head on Sylvie’s shoulder and slowly swayed to the deep silence for a few seconds, then a softer song she didn’t know came from all directions. Releasing some of Sylvie's blue-gray hair, Casey brought her hand up to lightly caress Sylvie’s cheek, her nails lightly trailing her gentle movement.
-Right here. This is where you’ve always belonged, Ri..Missus Miakoda.-
Powerless in the arms of her wife, Casey gave herself to Sylvie’s gentle and secure hold. “H-have all of my da-...” Casey tried and almost got through her loving statement before her voice failed again, and left her with a mind full of blooming gardenias to match the heavenly scent all around her.
“All of your dances, darling Zia-Sihu?” Sylvie slipped her hands to the middle of Casey’s back, to press her partner safely to her body. “I have you..” Sylvie felt Casey fall into her with more than her body. “...I won’t let go.” With a little bump of her shoulder, Sylvie brought the couple face to face and started moving to the music overhead. “I had to find something that you might not know.” Sylvie slipped one of her hands away from Casey’s back and brought it to her wife’s cheek. “Listen…” Sylvie whispered and mouthed the words of ‘Right Down the Line’, by Gerry Rafferty.
“You know I need your love,You've got that hold over me,Long as I got your love,You know that I'll never leave,When I wanted you to share my life,I had no doubt in my mind,And it's been you, woman,Right down the line.I know how much I lean on you,Only you can see,The changes that I've been through,Have left a mark on me,You've been as constant as the Northern Star,The brightest light that shines,It's been you, woman,Right down the line.
I just wanna say this is my way,Of tellin' you everything I could never say before,Yeah, this is my way,Of tellin' you that every day I'm lovin' you so much more…”
Wondering what she possibly did to feel so deeply and comfortably in love with Sylvie, Casey remained speechless and found herself barely able to smile. She quietly watched her lover mimic the tranquil and dulcet song as it echoed through the room. Lost in the moment, Casey felt the clutched feeling of excitement swirling in her tummy as though she were in a brand new love. Slowly becoming overwhelmed in the moment, Casey knew that midnight was fast approaching and she wanted to fulfill Sylvie’s soft request for a dance. “Starting with this one.” Casey professed and slowly adjusted herself so that she was standing up, with one hand on the nape of Sylvie’s neck and one at the curve of her partner's cheek and ear. “You keep singing and …” Casey sighed, “...allow me to lead for a bit.”
Content to have Casey lead their slow dance, Sylvie kept her hands in pce on Casey’s lower back and cheek. Without any real warning, Sylvie felt herself being turned and happened to look down to make sure of her footing. It was a gentle finger on her chin that brought Sylvie back to her partner’s shining eyes and sent little delirious waves through her mind. Barely noticing that the song ended, Sylvie happily turned with Casey a few times before they stopped their unwavering dance and simply swayed as they gazed into one another. “Th..the s..song stopped…” Sylvie offered sheepishly.
Due to the rush of heated and nervousness that tantalized her senses, Casey knew that something was about to happen and simply nodded and bit on her lip for a moment. “Yes, it did.” Casey stopped swaying and held herself in pce. “five, four…three…” Casey whispered.
“Two…one.” Sylvie completed and tilted her head, closed her moon-touched eyes and pressed her lips to Casey’s for the first kiss of the new year. Kissing was something that Sylvie had enjoyed with Casey many times in the months leading up to this moment. Their first kiss on the bed before Sylvie turned Casey, their subsequent pyful kisses and even the passionate one in their blood room. Although the event was common enough, the feeling of Casey’s warm and full lips never failed to bring butterflies to Sylvie’s mind and body. Once the initial sparkles within her vision subsided, Sylvie dropped her hands to the small of Casey’s back and pulled the couple deeper into the much needed and delicate lip-embrace. Hearing a supple and light whine from Casey, the elder vampiress intrinsically knew that her lovely spouse wanted her to take her deeper into the blissful moment. Driven by the heavenly smell of vanil and honey that Casey had doused herself in, Sylvie confidently held Casey’s lips captive and released the built up intensity that had slowly burned throughout the evening. Four little clicks and a nibble ter, Sylvie had added their molten iron blood into their bond.
Dropping her weight the moment Sylvie’s hand held to the small of her back, Casey stopped her slow caress of her lover’s cheek and hung her mostly limp arms over Sylvie’s shoulders and gave herself completely to the midnight chimed bond. Reassured by Sylvie's grateful gift of blood, Casey felt her chest tighten up as though it were her first time. Casey did her best in the flowered fog of desire to control her rapidly shaking body, and pped lovingly at their blood while tracing Sylvie’s lips the best she could. Matching her lover, Casey locked her own fangs into pce and broke their seal long enough to explore Sylvie’s luscious mouth with her fine razor tips. With a happy purr and hot growl from Sylvie, Casey had the need to nourish, provide and offer herself. After a quick and necessary capture of Sylvie’s sweet mouth, Casey trailed away and offered her bare neck to Sylvie’s heavenly bite.
Unfinished with their kiss, Sylvie blew her metallic blood rich breath over Casey’s neck and found her wife’s lips once more. Absorbing the delicate sweet nectar that Casey offered, Sylvie felt her own body radiate with its own rising passion as their lips once again explored one another. Before she fully understood what was happening, Sylvie felt her own hands begin to tremble in time with Casey’s wanting form. Joy bubbled up and burst from Sylvie when the realization and meaning behind the fact she was inexplicably shaking. Breaking their flushed and nervous seal, Sylvie drew in a baited breath and matched her words to her body’s reaction. “You…you knew…Oh…” Sylvie brushed her lips across Casey’s once more and finished her thought. “...you felt…oh…” With a flick of her tongue across Casey’s fangs, Sylvie melted herself back into Casey’s waiting lips. Once their tongues met, Sylvie swirled hers in a mystical dance of euphoria that she tried to match with the happiness that swelled within her.
Proud of herself for not directly acting on the powerful emotional complexity that she felt moments before the kiss, Casey simply let the moment speak for itself. A midnight's kiss under the stars and romantic cssical music pying softly all around her finally combined and Casey finally let go completely into the moment. Flipping her tongue a final time, Casey dropped all of her weight and cares into Sylvie's strong and firm grip. Casey's head sckened and arms dangled freely with only a hint of pleasure and comfort escaping from her lips, "H-h-happy...Mmm...New...Year, Taini.". Free. Casey felt alive and above all, free. Absolute trust in Sylvie fed the mystique of the moment and Casey's dead heart fluttered as a relieved smile graced her lips. "My...Mmm...moon." Casey crooned and was silenced for a few seconds with another supple bite on her lower lip. Casey closed her eyes and sighed, "Beautiful, bountiful, belonging..." Remaining happily in her carefree state, Casey refused to move but simply ended her admiring words, "Bite..."
