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[femmefashionaire]

Okay, so I had my first echo.

Well, no, that's not true. It's my second echo, but it's towers he first one that I actually knew what was going on, and the first which I was conscious for. Thomas and I were heading down to the towers, but we didn't get too close before my mouth exploded on me.

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Giving head will never be the same.

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[femmefashionaire]

[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?]

[somesayinfire]

[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.]

[femmefashionaire]

[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.]

[somesayinfire]

[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!

[femmefashionaire]

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

[somesayinfire]

[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.

[femmefashionaire]

[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?

[somesayinfire]

[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.

[femmefashionaire]

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...

[somesayinfire]

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.

[femmefashionaire]

[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.

[somesayinfire]

[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.

[femmefashionaire]

[Pia smiles gently, shaking her head.]

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

[somesayinfire]

[wait, what.]

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

[femmefashionaire]

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.

[somesayinfire]

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.

[femmefashionaire]

[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?

[somesayinfire]

[whoa. Brooke had absolutely no idea this kind of thing was so nuanced or important. and if she can't trust Pia on it, who can she trust? not knowing how else to respond, she answers Pia's question first.]

I think I was sleeping on it. [she twists her back and points to an imprint on her butt.] It should still be in the bed. I'm... sorry, Pia. I didn't know this was such a big deal. I didn't even know sexual erasure was a thing. How do you know so much about... all this? The sexuality stuff.

[femmefashionaire]

Don't worry, I'm not angry. It's a common misconception. [She sits up again, vaguely looking around the bed for her missing piercing.] I'm just...passionate. I learned everything I know from the internet and the library. I wanted to know about these things because I wasn't allowed to know them at home.

[somesayinfire]

[Brooke gets up entirely and turns around to help Pia look.]

You don't have to tell me you're passionate. Damn. [even if she hadn't been bitten several times, she definitely has good feelings about last night, from what she can remember.] Sorry. The opening was too good. Um.

Wait, you weren't allowed to know about this stuff at home? How strict were your parents? Even I figured out what gay and lesbian mean. Well, sort of.

[femmefashionaire]

Very strict. My mom is Arabic and my dad is Catholic. You can imagine the rest. I mean we knew vaguely what it all meant but not...in the right sense. Hmm. [She stands, ripping the covers off the bed. Something falls to the floor behind them; her little black nipple ring.] Aha! [She retrieves it, then starts the ardious task of putting it back in. While poking herself numerous times she goes on.] I remember the first time I knew I wasn't normal. Grade ten, I think. It was also my first time in public school, haha, so my parents pulled me out and back into homeschooling, and...well I was allowed to go to the library. My parents didn't know there were computers at the library that could go on the gasp internet.

[somesayinfire]

[clearly Pia's done this before; Brooke can't even really remember how it came off in the first place, but that's not the first thing on her mind despite how she's staring at Pia's hands working.]

So what did they do when you found out? I mean, about you being bi. Or have you not... told them yet?

[femmefashionaire]

No, they definitely found out. They caught us. [She grimaces at the memory.] But if you'd ask them, they'd deny it.

They pulled me out of school and kept me locked up for a while. They lectured me. My mom cried a lot. My dad was actually angry...but I try not to think about it. [She frowns, screwing her piercing back on.]

[somesayinfire]

Oh. I'm sorry. [she's sincere, a far cry from how angry she was only a few minutes ago.] I didn't mean to bring up anything painful.

[she gives a quiet, almost embarrassed laugh and averts her eyes.] This is where you'd say something like "let me help take your mind off it" or something, isn't it.

[femmefashionaire]

It's not painful, just disgusting. I ran away from home a year and a half ago. Well, not so much run as saunter off in the night.

And I love my life now. Er--well, I loved it until all this weird stuff started to happen. [She frowns slightly, then shrugs, stretching.] Let's go get some breakfast, my treat. Or...well, someone's treat.