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[Pia grins, flipping Brooke over suddenly and climbing on top. That's better. She gives Brooke another look. It was going to be a fun night.]

[She was vaguely worried about being sensitive to daylight, but in the drunken, lust-driven activities of the night before, the worry hadn't much bothered her. She was lucky, however, that she was fine in the sun, because when she woke up the next morning it was to an unusually bright beam hitting her right in the face. It was more annoying that painful, and made her head throb when she opened her eyes, but she suspected that was from the hang over, not any echo.

She was on the ground, naked, with her hair mussed up and one nipple was missing a piercing. She checked her other holes; the rest were there, oddly enough. She raised her head, slowly, and looked around; she was still in Brooke's room. Memories from the prior night flooded back, and her cheeks turned slightly red. Oops.]

...Brooke?

[another beam had caught Brooke near enough to her eyes and, after a groan and a feeble attempt to pull the covers over her head, she rolled to her side and conceded to waking up. her head pounded almost hard enough to erase the memories from last night, but one look at Pia on the floor and the highlight reel started projecting through the haze of her mind.]

Oh my god. [it came out as a dry mutter, the voice of someone whose only present regret was not drinking enough water last night. still on her side, cast underneath her otherwise naked body, she brought her head entirely out from her hangover fort.]

We had... a lot of sex, didn't we.

Yes, I think so. [Pia couldn't quite remember everything. She remembered doing some shots...but she can't remember if it was exactly glass that she used as a shot glass. With a groan she sat up, her hair like a fuzzy brown halo around her head.] Fuck. I feel like shit. Why am I on the floor? Move over. [She crawled back over to the bed, pushing Brooke out of the way (not as kindly as she could have) in her efforts to climb under the covers.]

Join the club. [she grunted, pushing herself against the wall to accommodate Pia while still remaining under the covers herself. the specifics of last night were fuzzy, but... well, not unpleasant, from what Brooke remembered.]

I guess we were too busy to get water. God. [the awakening would have been much less rude otherwise.] I don't think I've ever come that hard. [apparently her self-filter hadn't woken up yet.]

Water is for pussies. And good, I told you it would be better than any dick you'd ever known. [She was murmuring tiredly into a pillow, cold body pressed up against Brooke's back in the small bed. Sharing body heat prevented hypothermia, right? Besides, she smelt good, despite the scent of sex and alcohol on the bed. Pia was busy sniffing quietly at the back of her neck, basking in that delicious coppery scent. Mmmm...she hoped Brooke didn't notice.]

God. [Brooke didn't really notice what Pia was doing, beyond something with her neck that still felt better than she had really expected it to. the band-aid had come off while she was sleeping, not that she noticed right now.]

[she pushed off the wall a little, conforming to Pia's body as best she could while still facing away from her.] Did I... [she exhaled, but with the hint of a laugh at its edges.] Did I fuck you with that thing? [of course, she didn't really know where her toys had gone, but she didn't really care either.]

Honestly, hon, it physically hurts my brain to think right now, so let's just say yes and go back to sleep. [She groans, pressing her face into the nape of Brooke's neck.]

[probably a good idea. Brooke closes her eyes for a moment, but half-formed visions of last night start dancing in her head and she can't seem to bring herself back to sleep. luckily enough, and owing to how they don't live in a romantic comedy, Brooke can't connect the dots that holy crap, she just had sex with another girl. she's way too tired and headachey for that particular revelation right now.]

[she shifts a few times, trying to force herself to get comfortable against Pia's body. it's not that difficult; she's very supportive, as it were. but Brooke's cast is kind of problematic. god, can she just get this thing off already?]

[eventually she does fall back asleep, but she starts snoring a few minutes afterward. she's such a good bedfellow.]

[Pia drifts between consciousness for a while, her eyes heavy. She wraps an arm around Brooke's waist, and when the girl starts snoring, she starts nuzzling her neck. It just smelt so delicious. She could actually sense Brooke's heartbeat, she realized, and the idea wasn't too off putting. Just one little nibble won't do any harm, right?]

[probably not, considering Brooke's sleeping particularly heavily. there's no telling if a full-on bite would wake her, but she probably won't be particularly happy if it does. her snoring eventually stops, but she doesn't rouse herself from her hangover-induced sleep. vampirism is totally in this season, guys. she's too sleepy to care, probably.]

[Pia isn't known for her self-control. It takes only a few minutes before she's gently suckling at Brooke's neck; a shallow bite, where she lazily laps up the pooled blood. In fact, by the time Brooke wakes up, she has at least four or five bites all over her body. By that time, though, Pia is asleep, happily contented, and wrapped up tight in all the blankets.]

[somehow, Pia manages not to wake Brooke at all during her feast, and if it weren't for having all the blankets ripped off of her, Brooke probably would have stayed asleep for a while longer. when she wakes up, though, she notices she's aching in strange places that she can't exactly attribute to anything she knew about. with difficulty, she climbs over Pia's obviously way too snug to care form and hobbles over to her bathroom.]

[a moment later, she storms back into her room sounding way more pissed than she'd ever give herself credit for.] Pia! Pia!

[A sleepy what? rises up out of the cocoon. She's actually 98% asleep.]

[she indicates the marks on her neck from last night and another pair further back, closer to her carotid artery, and mimics Pia.] "What"? You turned me into a buffet, Pia, that's what!

[ugh, her head isn't clear enough for this right now. she pinches the bridge of her nose.]

I think you need to get up and put your clothes on.

[Pia peers at her from behind the covers. She didn't even realize she had bitten her so many times.]

Look, I'm sorry, I'm new to this. Don't just throw me out, you're okay, right?

[still pinching her nose, Brooke exhales slowly. she knows Pia's right. she can't just throw somebody to the curb like that.]

Okay.

[her hand falls back to her side. her tone softens, but only a little. it's hard to have an argument when you're naked and also have some modicum of compassion.]

Okay, yeah. They don't hurt. And they'll heal. I just wish you had asked me first, Pia! I work in a morgue; I can get you blood. I can get you as much as you need whenever you need it, and you won't have to feed on me to do it. I know we had sex, but that... you don't just get free reign over my body now.

I'm really sorry Brooke, really. I didn't even notice I was doing it until it was too late, and then I got so sleepy... [she looks so upset it is kinda pathetic.] I swear I have never done anything like this before! I would never take something from a sexual partner without consent! I was just so hungry...

I know. I know you're not that kind of person.

[she sits down on the edge of the bed. really, she doesn't know that, but she likes to trust her instincts. even with what happened, she gets zero bad vibes from Pia.]

I guess I'm just going into overdrive here. [nothing wakes a girl up like misguided anger.] I'm not even mad about the bites. You're a vampire, or past you was. It happens. You're not even the first one I've met. I guess it's... you know, the other thing.

[She sits up a bit, a hand on her forehead.] Sorry I'm still having a hard time coping with this new label. [She looks to Brooke, feeling an impromptu counselling session coming on.]

Which other thing? You have at least five other things.

[she laughs weakly.]

You're telling me. I mean the... lesbian. Thing. I don't think I ever considered it before last night. It just. It didn't seem wrong? And it still doesn't. [she tries looking over at Pia, but stops halfway to focus on the wall.] I just never thought of myself like that, I guess. There's nothing wrong with being gay, I just didn't think I was gay.

[Pia smiles gently, shaking her head.]

Just because you had sex with a lady doesn't mean you're a lesbian!

[wait, what.]

...Isn't that exactly what lesbian means?

Not exclusively. You can have sex with whoever you want without changing your sexual orientation. People get that wrong all the time. Just because you did it once doesn't mean you have to give up the dick forever. Do you no longer feel sexual attraction to males? Then maybe you are a lesbian. But I doubt one encounter would do that.

So I guess... what, I'm bi? [she looks at Pia with confusion building. so far everything's made sense. maybe she can enlighten her more.] I thought bisexual was just something college girls said they were to turn guys on.

[Pia groans, holding her head in her hands.]

Don't even! Sexual erasure is the worst. Bisexuals like myself have the hardest time coming to terms with their legitimate sexual identities because of stigmas like that! Being bisexual means that you are sexually attracted to both men and women. Equally. It's not just a phase in college, and it's not the same as sleeping with someone of the same sex just because you feel like it. It's legitimate and it's something that actually exsists beyond male fantasy. [She huffs, flopping back onto the bed.] It's very possible that could be how you feel, but I wouldn't label yourself without more experience. Chances are if you've never felt bi before than you probably aren't, but don't limit yourself. Jumping into a sexual label, especially one of the non-heteronormative type, is a big deal and shouldn't really be joked about so easily.

[She stares at Brooke, rant finished.] Have you seen my nipple ring?

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