Vampires and Ice Cream!

"Mmmm, they're pretty yummy. And pretty mortal, too," Connie agreed as Babbel went ahead. "Wait, um, mistress! We gotta check in with Bruski!"

The bouncer looked to Connie, who was more tentative in her approach than the confident Babbel. "Mistress?" he said sketptically, tilting his thick neck.

Connie smiled sheepishly and shrugged. The bouncer, apparently Bruski, shrugged. "Pickin' em young these days..." he muttered and shook his head. "She legal?"

"She's in that league thingy," she said. "And I think she's like a billion years old."
"S'good enough for me," he shrugged again, opening the velvet rope for her that Babbel had so neatly slipped under. Connie kissed his cheek and ran after her, heels clicking

Babel paid no mind to checking in with any Bruski. She was in her domain now, or so Connie had told her and Babel's imagination had extrapolated appropriated. She looked around, amazed by the lightsand costumes and music. She mouth hung open in a wide gape and her eyes darted around. This sea of humanity was unlike anything Babel had come across before. She then suddenly grinned. She wondered how manywere truly her kin and how many were delicious ghouls, ripe for the feeding. She walked around licking her lips , not even looking back for Connie.

Connie's height was, at times, all that kept Babbel in her sights, leaning up on the toes of her heels expertly now and then. It got plenty of looks at her ass and rack as it passed by peoples' faces, but she mostly ignored them for the time being as she followed her pretend mistress. "I told you you'd love it," she called after her giggling, clacking along on her heels and bouncing (quite literally, usually) off of other patrons and dancers of the club. It was a wild Friday night and the sorts that looked right up Babbel's alley were there, whether as food or as seemingly vampiric allies. She ducked under a suspended cage with one of the starring dancers inside to finally catch up with and grab Babbel from behind, cutely bearhugging her up off her feet. "Hey!" she laughed. "Where do you think you're going anyway?!"

Babel giggled and nipped at Connie's neck with her mouth when she was caught. Purring and nuzzling the ditzy domee. "This is great, snow cones!" Babel said as she looked around, practically drooling. "I... I can't wait to feed! It's like I'm at some kind of all you can eat blood buffet!" She licked her chops again. "And this place... it reminds me of my castle. I wish I could just bring my coffin here and sleep all day long!"

Connie giggled at her fake mistress. "Well if you pay the right people, I understand you can sure get a lot here. But come on. You drink, right?" she said. She took the little wrestler's hand and led her to the bar, nudging a person or two aside with her hips to get through before taking a stool. "Give me a... heehee, a bloody mary," she said, finding herself very clever for the obvious pun. "What will you have, lady Babbel?"

Babel listened to the ditzy domme with wide eyes. She could certainly imagine a lot of things she wanted and followed closely behind when she was pulled towards the bar. She heard the order Connie gave and her eyes lit up. "Oh! I would also like some of this mary's blood! It sounds delicious!" She said licking her lips. When the drinks were sat down, she inspected it closely. "Awww..." She said, pouting though she still smiled. "I thought they were going to bring out a girl." She then sniffed the glass and wrinkled her nose. "H-hey... that doesn't smell like.." She pushed aside the celery stalk and decided to take a drink. She took a sip and then spit it out. "T-That's not blood at all!" She gasped and looked at it. "It's... it's so salty!" She stuck her tongue out and pushed the glass away. "This is false!" She said and looked at Connie, sticking her nose up. "Mary's blood is spoiled and gross!" She then stuck her tongue out at Connie.

Connie looked at her puzzled a bit, confused at just how seriously Babbel took her joke. "It's a... well, I guess Mary's kind of a vegetarian. Can do that to blood I guess."

She smiled quickly and turned her head a bit, bending her neck offeringly to Babbel as she took a long drink of her own drink. "Does little mistress need something to wash that taste out of your mouth?" she smiled, shameless in knowing that she must have done worse things in public in places like this

Babel narrowed her eyes at Connie's explanation. She knew better but her suspicious gaze would be all she would give to her Ditzy friend. She the smiled wryly. "I definitely like meat eaters but maybe in a pinch she'll do." She reached over and took another sip of her drink, peering at Connie while she sipped with her Aqua colored eyes. She turned and wrinkled her nose again but then turned and grinned at Connie. She beamed when Connie offered her neck and practically leaped into her arms. She hugged Connie tigtly and then kissed her neck affectionately before licking her neck and finally sinking her teeth into Connie's neck. While she did that others around began to stare and tere were murmers of how 'Hot' the scene was.

"Woo!" Connie stumbled a bit in her seat, but kept her balance and giggled, turning to a soft moan as Babbel kissed and licked her as if tenderizing her before going in for the (harmless) kill.

"Uhhn!" Connie had to grunt out, shuddering as her flesh threatened to break away beneath her mistress' teeth. She gripped at Babbel's hips, holding her against her in a tight, ass-grabbing hug as she ground her body slowly against her. "Y-yes, mistress," she said quietly, partly so as not to disturb her bite, the rest out of her excitement. "I hope I taste good, my mistress," she cooed, eyes closing now and then in the masochistic excitement. She occasionally caught the eyes of some of the girls and boys around, even sneaking in a wink at them. She could see how some were showing signs of curiosity and envy towards the women, the tall busty dom and her apparently even dommier dark keeper.

Babel was a professional blood sucker and knew proper etiquette. As her fangs pierces Connie's flesh, She made sure to only let a small puncture wound remain, leaving only a little bit of blood to flow out at a time. She sucked on it, probing at it with her tongue and letting out soft moans of plaeasure. While she did this, her hand seeemed to wader abit and she ended up groping one of Connie's breasts as well.