ballroom Ballroom

[Kitsuyumia]

 

A ballroom hidden deep in Blackthorne castle, here is where a majority of parties are held.

[Solomon]

Leila looked at the ballroom through her pink tinted glasses and then lowered them the view changed immensely the bluish light of the moon spilling across the floor. The vampire had no idea how many times this ballroom had been used but it looked spectacular... a little dusty,  especially in the corners, but this castle was really really old and it added to the historic feel. It was a wonderful sight truly. She took off the glasses folded them and placed them gingerly into a protective case which went into her pocket. She hadn't intended to wind up in the ballroom it was just a happy accident. Leila had been searching for the room Naomi and her had holed up in the last time they were here. The labyrinthine construction of which apparently reminded Naomi of "Castlevania" whatever that was. 

She turned to look at her thrall her eyes traveling up her wonderfully curved body to settle on Naomi's face, well at least what was visible with her hair covering her eyes. Leila grinned happily seeing this sexy woman and knowing she belonged to her... forever. It stayed just as delightful as the first time. Thinking back to all the wonderful nights traveling in the van. The days sleeping or "sleeping" in it... But those times were coming to a close concerts were getting harder to afford or sneak into, and well events have been disrupting them... in recent years. Was it time to settle down? Leila slid a hand up Naomi's body grabbing briefly at one of her wonderful tits before parting her bangs so she could see into her eyes. "We need to throw a party in here at some point. Or try one of the old-timey fancy balls if only so we can get nice dresses." She paused sighing. "Naomi... I've been thinking maybe we should settle down? We could focus more on us. Hell, maybe the two of us could start a band and make music; that'd be great. Not that we couldn't go to a concert every now and again."

[Icarian Dreams]

The taller of the pair, Naomi, stepped slowly right after her mistress, taking brisk, careful looks around the corners of the room – the kind of looks you give after you’ve spent the last hour seemingly walking in circles through the halls of an ancient castle and at this point pretty much expect every further room or corridor to lead you exactly where you didn’t intend to end up – likely the same place you’ve been to a solid few minutes before. This room that they’ve found, however, was something of a novelty (if something that would have looked ancient two hundred years ago could be called a novelty), and that filled Naomi with a certain sense of confidence that maybe they weren’t cursed to see the same three gargoyles that they’ve seemingly passed at least half a dozen of times already for the entire eternity. Though the expression relief didn’t exactly paint on her face.

What did paint on her face, however, was a faint smile that widened as she saw Leila looking straight at her, bringing a pleasant tingle in her heart as the vampiress took in her form, glad that her appearance was making her little mistress happy. She grunted, surprisingly softly, as her breast got fondled, and looked over to the ballroom when Leila spoke about the potential events they could hold there, already able to see the speakers hanging from the tall columns, the lights they could mount near the ceiling… though a bit of uncertainty loomed in her eyes once she heard the mention of “fancy balls” and “nice dresses”. She turned them back towards Leila with slight worry, though the vampire already managed to change the subject.

“I… don’t know. I’ve only ever traveled... It doesn’t really bother me,” she responded to her question truthfully, only now really even starting to consider the idea of “settling down”. In truth, it was difficult to even think of anything other than just a temporary stay. “Umh… wouldn’t it get a bit… boring though?” she questioned, trying to visualize how their day-to-day life would look like that, and already feeling slightly nostalgic towards crashing round the country, living where their eyes would take them…

Edited February 27, 2022 by Icarian Dreams

[Solomon]

Leila felt a slight bit of disappointment as her thrall seemed less than enthused by the idea. "Oh come first of all when have I ever been boring?" The short vampiress leaned forward giving one of Naomi's nipples a lick through her shirt. "Second of all this coming from the girl who complains about having to drive alone during the day? If we were in the castle our sleep schedules could match~"

Leila let Naomi's hair flop down again and put her arm around the goth girl's waist. "There's a whole lot around here Miana and the other vamps are stuck in the olden times... You and I we could bring them up to date expose this place to tge modern era! Get it hopping, plenty of blood for all, they can grab new thralls... It'd be awesome. And I was serious about forming a band with you; I've got two amazing band names in mind... Anyway it'd be nice to have a place where we can really make ours the van is nice but... we could have so much more."

[Icarian Dreams]

“No, no- I didn’t mean it like that-“ Naomi almost panically protested, wanting least to disappoint her mistress, but as the playful vampiress’s tongue flicked on her breast, she realized she wasn’t really in any danger. “Oh~ Heh…” She smiled a little, looking down at the cute girl at her chest. Well, getting to spend more time with that little devil would have been pleasant... She frowned contemplatively, flinching slightly backwards as the overgrown fringe flopped down onto her eyes again, released by the vampire.

For all the complaining and exhaustion from driving all-day, Naomi was, in all honesty, rather fond of the traveling lifestyle. There was freedom in being able to go wherever their wheels would take them, a certain sense of adventure in sleeping in abandoned buildings and picking up odd jobs... It was all Naomi had known, and while it perhaps wasn't as comfortable as, say, living in a enormous castle with widespread gardens and even a separate bathhouse, comfort was never something that the girl craved. The prospect of settling down and not being able to get up again was in fact something that she feared a little - something that kept her hitchhiking from town to town, never quite staying in one place - well, until she met Leila at least.

The gaze of the girl's pair of sapphire eyes fell upon her vampiric mistress's visage. Leila had a particular talent of making whatever she fancied seem so important at a time that Naomi could never quite find herself denying her... well, pretty much anything that the girl wished. So even now, as her thoughts finally run their course in a moment of silent deliberation, she shifted slightly in her posture and answered: "Maybe... Maybe just for a while? I mean... I like the van..." She paused, considering Leila's words for a second longer. "And, well... I'm not good... on stage, you know."

Edited February 27, 2022 by Icarian Dreams

[Solomon]

Leila watched Naomi keenly seeing the hesitation and reluctance on her face even with her eyes veiled by hair. As her thrall relented Leila threw her arms up in triumph. "Woot! Alright we can give it some time and see how we like it, not like we can't change our minds after all. So no need to be so nervous!" Leila brought a hand down on Naomi's curvy bum with a smack muffled by the clothes before sinking her fingers in to her thrall's ample rear. "Well if you're shy being the drummer is the best spot right in the back behind the other members AND the drums. Plus I know you're quite good at keeping a rhythm and being pounded so... you've got a natural talent." She gave Naomi a lascivious grin. "Ooh I've got an idea we could.... no at that point it'd just be porn... oh! Err I think I'm getting too horny anyway... let's try and find our room quickly."