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“Sweetness, do you like the dark?”

Pairing: Larissa Weems/Alicina Dimitrescu(Main), Gomez Addams/Morticia Addams, one sided (Gomez/Larissa) and Alcina Dimitrescu/Original Female Character(s).

Summary: On a late-night walk back to her dorm Larissa runs into a new student.

Warnings: explicit language and explicit sexual content.

A/N:

So, I wrote this on a whim, it’s complete and edited as far as I’ll be taking it. I enjoyed pumping out this little peace, this little universe is fun and flexible with the right provisions. So, for context, Alcina is a transfer junior into the school and Larissa is a sophomore because that works for some reason. Nothing too crazy happens here, at least not until the end. I’m working on merging these worlds in a way I like; this one has brief nods to the 80s.

*Aubrey is 18.

I hope you enjoy reading it. Leave me a little note if you do. Thanks.

It was just the start of the semester and Morticia was going to drive her mad.

“I just need a few hours Rissa,” the witch said, “It’s just for a few hours and then you can come back.”

Two months into their sophomore year Larissa realized she was going to hate living with the witch now.

Morticia’s growing relationship with some boy was making her ask for space in their shared room. Larissa did not mind, even if Morticia refused to tell her who it was. She had grown used to the girl asking her to leave and come back later, but it was growing annoying.

Larissa sighs, “This is the second time this week,” she looks over her advanced studies history class homework, “I mean what do I get?”

Morticia sucks her teeth, “What could you want?”

“I don’t know, but maybe I’ll figure it out and somewhere to be if you agree,” Larissa smirks at Morticia, "My terms.”

Morticia walks over and shakes her hand, “I agree, you nasty shapeshifter.”

Larissa laughs, “Whatever witch, give me ten minutes.”

“Hurry up and get out.”

She dressed fast, she’d still in her uniform, this week’s version was a pleaded tennis skirt and a purple sweater over her polo shirt. She puts on her shoes and grabs her books.

“Remember to stay off my side,” Larissa says, “My things should remain untouched.”

The witch rolls her eyes, “Your love of old things does it for him. I’ll make sure nothing is touched.”

Larissa nods, “Fine. Remember to actually study for Chemistry.”

Morticia shakes her head, “Yes.”

She looks at the witch, “When are you gonna tell me who the lucky animal is?” Something shines in the witch's face and Larissa catches it, “Your really not going to tell me?”

“Soon.”

“You said that last time,” Larissa says, “He must be ugly.”

Morticia laughs and something about it is sad, but Larissa smirks,

“See, witch, I know you. Remember what I said.”

The girl nodded, “I will. Make sure you come back after 12:30, please.”

Larissa rolls her eyes, “You owe me big time.”

The Nevermore library was huge, open most hours and she could get all her work done in peace. Or, she could wait for the time to return to her dorm.

Tonight, was one of those nights.

At 12:47 am, she yawned and decided that her bed would be better than a chair and she wanted some sleep. She’d finished all her homework for the week. She finished a paper she knew Morticia would ask for help on later. Plus, she studied for two tests this upcoming Friday.

She’d given Morticia enough time with their room.

So, after packing up and ensuring everything was organized, she grabbed her Walkman and set to go back to her dorm.

The campus was nice, and she loved how Nevermore looked, but the nighttime always made her a little afraid. She thought about shifting into someone else but shifting into people on campus wasn’t allowed and was considered rude. So she hummed, New Kids on the Block as she speed-walked. The path to the dorms was long and mostly dark. She’d thought in two years she’d be over it or take the short path, but no the long way it was to give Morticia time.

When she turned toward her dorm, she remembers the last long dark path that leads to her building. As she walks it, she hears a howl that makes her stop in her tracks.

Fuck that, the wolves had free roam some nights, she didn’t think it was tonight.

She quickly turns around and walks toward the other way, not looking and walking right into something.

She’s on the ground fast, her uniform probably a mess and her books spilled from her bag. The ground is cold and annoying under her hands and butt. A scratch is on her knee and it stings.

“Holy hell,” she hisses.

“Oh my, let’s get you up sweetness.”

She looks up and the tallest girl she’d ever seen is offering her an alabaster hand with long black nails. That was what she ran into. The girl leans down, even more, hand close.

“I don’t bite, at least not without permission,” the voice says.

Her eyes meet golden ones and Larissa is taken back, she’s flushed, and when she takes her hand it’s soft but ice cold.

“There we go little one,” the hand helps her up, easily pulling her to her feet. She’s lifted gently and her back is picked up as well. Her books are held in the girl’s hands as golden eyes trace over her body, “You have a scrap little one.”

“I'm 5’10,” Larissa says, “I'm far from little.”

“You're little to me,” the girl says.

On two feet the girl towers over her, she’s easily over 6 feet, much closer to 7ft.

Larissa blushes, “I’m sorry, I,” but she’s taken back when the girl leans in close and smells her just slightly, “Oh, excuse me.”

“You smell lovely,” the taller girl hands her back her books, “I transferred in this year.”

Larissa smiles, “Oh, wow I hope you're enjoying it. I love-“

Howling broke the air again, sounding closer than before, Larissa wasn’t worried about being bit but she was afraid.

“You don’t like the wolves? Me either.”

Expect she can tell this girl isn’t afraid of them.

“They’re allowed to run free as long as no one gets hurt,” but she nods, “Yes, I normally avoid this part of campus during their free time,” Larissa says, “What year are you?”

“A junior,” Golden eyes shine, “A friend of mine is out with the wolves. I can tell you feel a little afraid. Would you like me to walk you to your dorm?”

The blonde bites her lip, she doesn’t want to look afraid, she’s not in danger.

Another howl sounded out, followed by several others that sound closer and closer. But she doesn’t know this girl, whose face she can barely see, but her eyes glow golden. She needs to be smart.

Larissa shakes her head, “No...no...but thank you so much. I need to take care of my leg.”

Golden eyes blink softly, “It's fine. How about I help you out?”

Her brow raises a little, “How?”

The tall girl takes a few steps down the dark path and a little light shine over her giving Larissa a look at her. She’s stunning, with full lips and long dark hair. Those eyes shine brightly when she smiles at Larissa before turning towards the woods like she’s about to speak, but she shouts.

“Karl, keep your dogs away from this one!”

Larissa looks at her before something like a howl is heard and then shouts, “Fine! But go away!”

The tall girl gestures to the path, “All clear for you.”

Larissa nods and quickly walks towards her, “Thank you so much. I don’t know how to repay you.”

The tall girl leans near her again and smells her, “Don’t you worry your pretty little face.”

Larissa blushes, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” the girl pats the tops of Larissa’s head a little, “Now go before something else gets you.”

Larissa nods and quickly walks, turning back and waving, “Thank you.”

The girl waves her off and when she looks back again the tall girl is gone. Howl’s break out across the campus and she all but runs to her dorm building door, opens it, and goes inside.

She rushes up to her room and when she gets there Morticia isn’t there. But the scent of a familiar boy lingers in the room. She knows whom the girl is seeing, she just wants her to say who.

“Fuck, I didn’t ask her name.”

That is all she says about the girl, realizing she barely had a face to remember, but she’d remember that voice and those eyes.

She wakes up before Morticia and shakes the witch awake before taking the bathroom first.

“If you're going to wash that skinny ass before mine, don’t wake me up.”

Larissa pops her head out of the bathroom, “You should’ve been up ten minutes ago for morning fencing practice.”

“Fuck!” she watches the witch scramble but helps.

“Just grab the black bag, I packed your stuff,” Larissa says.

She’d packed Morticia’s bag earlier and set aside fruit for her. When the girl noticed she smiles.

“My little redwood,” Morticia says, “Best roommate ever.”

Then she’s grabbing the bag and left Larissa with their room.

Her mind keeps thinking of last night and how the hell she’s going to find that girl. She was sure she was a vampire, but she doesn’t know what kind. She’d never seen her around campus before this time. So, she wasn’t sure where the girl liked hanging out. She just wanted to know her name.

A week later, Larissa was sitting in her dorm in the dark while Morticia by candlelight read from a journal.

“Her name is Alcina Dimitrescu and she’s a new student.”

Larissa nods a little, “Alcina…Alcina…Alcina.”

Morticia shakes her head, “She’s a vampire and a hot one,” Morticia raises an eyebrow, “Prefers a love meal of only girls.”

Larissa hums, “Anything else witch?”

“She definitely gets around. She's dated three girls since the semester started.”

“Are you telling me to be careful?”

Morticia laughs, “No, your single let her break your pretty little heart.”

Larissa rolls her eyes, “I don’t want her.”

“Did you feel the draw in?” Morticia said looking at her, “So my gossip said the girls feel this draw to her and end up dating her or letting her bite them,” the witch wiggled her eyebrows, “Sounds hot.”

Larissa shakes her head, “Horny, that’s all you ever are.”

Morticia laughs, “Please, you’re horny for this chick.”

“I am not,” Larissa says, “I just want to know about her.”

Morticia shrugs, “I don’t have a hangout for her. Apparently, she hangs with some people who all transferred at the same time as her.”

Larissa nodded, “So…”

Morticia laughs, “You’re her type.”

Larissa looks at her, “How do you know?”

“Well, one of the girls on the team told me, that she knows the last girl Alcina dated and she’s a blonde. Plus, she’s tall-ish.”

Larissa sighs, “Thank you very much. I just want to thank her.”

“So no more finding information on her?”

Larissa sucked her teeth and turned over in bed, “I didn’t say that.”

Morticia shakes, “Theirs a lot you didn’t say, but I know to keep digging.”

A few days go by, and she hadn’t seen any signs of the girl. Morticia’s gossip runs dry after about a week and she’s left to find information on her own.

On a Friday night, she goes to the library late, studies, and does her homework. She wears a cute skirt with her uniform and hopes she runs into the girl

She’s nervous with energy, but she wants to see those golden eyes again. So, she leaves the library, and tonight there is no howling just the dark paths back to her building.

She hovers near the edge of the darkness and right when she’s about to just run, she hears a voice.

“Sweetness, do you like the dark?”

Relief washes over her and she turns to see Alcina again, this time with no hat and she can see her face. She’s stunning. Her hair is pulled back in pins, off the neck, almost old school. Her uniform was pressed and clean. This time she was sporting a white skirt, her Nevermore blazer gone, and with it a white polo with the school's logo.

“I wanted to thank you,” Says walking up to the girl, “And um ask your name.”

She’d avoided saying the girl’s name, she didn’t want her to think she was some creep. It gave her at least a reason to look for her.

“So, you came looking for me in the dark?” The girl says, “Bold.”

Larissa fights a blush, “I’m Larissa Weems.”

The taller girl is right in front of her and holds out the same hand she used to help her up. The first touch is icy cold and then just cool, “Alcina Dimitrescu, very nice to meet you.”

“Alcina,” she repeats back and realizes she did it out loud, “That’s pretty.”

“Thank you, Larissa,” Alcina says, “So what are doing looking for me?”

Hearing the girl say her name creates a warmth inside her, “I looked for you around campus and couldn’t find a trace of you.”

The girl laughs, the sound low, “I take the night classes and I keep a low profile.”

Larissa nodded, “Do you normally like to hang out at night?”

“Yes and no,” the girl laughs, “I’m waiting to feed.”

“Oh…oh shit,” she stammers, “I don’t mean to slow you down. I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be,” she smiles, “I like seeing you around.”

Larissa smiles, “Oh.”

The girl’s eyes trail over her from head to toe, lingering around her legs and then her neck, “That’s pretty.”

“My neck?” the words leave her fast and she’s reminded of what Morticia says about her wit.

Alcina is laughing a deep rich sound like liquid honey, that makes her bite her lip, “Oh goodness yes, but I meant your skirt.”

The blonde is bright red, “I swear, I wasn’t-“

“Flirting, all the girls use that one,” Alcina says, “Be more honest than that, Larissa. It's mature.”

She feels bold for a moment, “I wanted to know if we could talk outside of meeting out here?”

The girl's face shifts just slightly as she steps closer, she can tell the woman can smell her scent. The woman is smiling, “Your heart is beating so hard and fast.”

Larissa sighs and an anxious laugh escapes her, “I’m not used to my emotions being read from my body.”

Alcina nods, “Its fine Larissa. How about this? I usually go to the art studios in the early night around 8 or 9. Feel free to come by. Let me draw that pretty face.”

Larissa is fighting blushing, “Thank you.”

The girl nods, “Your welcome darling, but I mean it. Maybe tomorrow night?”

Larissa takes inventory of her schedule, running it over in her head, thinking of what could go right and wrong.

Alcina smiles, “Look, how about I walk you to your dorm? You can think about it. I’ll be there tomorrow no matter what.”

“I was going to enjoy my roommate being gone for the weekend, be it I think I can stop by,” Larissa says. She’s nervous, she remembers what Morticia says.

“Please feel free.”

“We can walk and talk so you don’t miss your meal.”

The girl looked at her and turned her head just the slightest, “You are a polite little thing, but don’t worry they can wait while I walk you to your dorm.”

Larissa smiles when the girl gestures for her to follow her in the dark but walks slowly next to her. She’d never been afraid of anyone or anything at the school, Larissa’s fear of the dark was from life in general, she wasn’t the biggest fan of when she couldn’t see. So, she avoided it, but in this situation, because this mysterious girl was walking around campus with her it wasn’t that bad.

In the pale light, Alcina glows, almost ghostly pale in her white uniform. Her eyes glow and Larissa makes sure to avoid looking into them.

“So, Larissa, how do you enjoy Nevermore?”

Larissa smiles, “I mean besides the occasional fight with my roommate,” she rolls her eyes at Morticia, “She’s a witch. It’s been good.”

“So I should expect a flourishing love and social life?”

Larissa sighs, “Ummm…well last semester a boy I liked to let me know he didn’t like me,” she hums, “But that doesn’t mean you can’t have what I can’t.”

She leaves out knowing about the girls she’s dated and some just made out with.

“How unlucky for him and lucky for me,” Alcina says, “Rejection can be hard, but you're adorable. I’m sure you will be asked out in no time.”

Her mouth is dry and her voice hitches for a moment, “You are a dangerous flirt.”

And then they were at the steps to her dorm. Alcina was smiling, “You make it-.”

And then a stunning girl comes out of the building. Her hair is almost a fire-red color, but her eyes glow blue. She’s probably a siren. The girl beams at Alcina.

“Hey, sorry I’m running late,” then she notices Larissa, “Who is this?”

Alcina doesn’t seem to miss a beat and turns to the other girl, “That’s my friend Larissa, she needed to be walked over here.” Then she’s standing right next to the girl, she looks tiny and Alcina looms over her, “You’re late for my meal.”

The girl’s bright green eyes go wide, “I wanted to make sure I looked great.”

Alcina is quiet, she looks at the girl hard before her eyes shift to Larissa, “Come on Larissa.”

Larissa walks past the girl who squints at her but doesn’t say anything. She climbs the steps with ease and goes into the door where Alcina follows her standing right in front of Larissa. In this space she can smell her perfume, it’s mature in a way she’s smelled with other vampires but unique.

“So I’ll be at the art rooms tomorrow night, come and model for me.”

Larissa thinks of the redhead waiting, “I don’t think your companion would like that.”

Alcina hums, “Hannah is my meal and she’s no decision-maker for me.”

Larissa watches the vampire lick her lips and caught a glimpse of sharp teeth. Her gut clenched in warmth and she worries her lip a little, ruining her lipstick, “I don’t want to step on any toes.”

“You aren’t,” Alcina says, “Tomorrow.”

Then she walks to the door and Larissa shakes her head, “You know I didn’t say yes.”

The vampire smirks, “Yet you didn’t say no. No one tells me no.”

She watches the vampire leave and she can hear the other girl as soon as Alcina comes out the door. She leans against it to hear better, the wood cold on her ear.

“Who is that?”

As they step away she can faintly hear the vampire.

“My friend,” Alcina’s voice is a purr, “Come pet, I’m hungry.”

Larissa pulls away from the door and makes her way to her dorm fast.

She arrives to a note from Morticia saying she’d be away for a fencing tournament, which she already knew because she packed her bag for her. She’d given the girl a homework schedule and notes for their shared classes which the witch thanked her for.

On her bed was a set of small potion bottles, some she knew the witch made others she got from her mom for Larissa. A note saying the noise ward was up and that she was free to blast music made her smile.

With Morticia gone she didn’t have anyone she trusted to talk about this with, sure she had a few friends she liked, but she hadn’t told a soul besides Morticia she liked girls. The witch had been annoyingly accepting of her and even pushed her. She knew the witch would tell her to go, she’d say throw caution to the wind and invite her over. She’d have to act or she knows the witch will be disappointed.

Plus, she has to admit she’s excited, something in her wants the taller girl. Something is drawing her in and she wants to explore it.

In the deep edge of the woods, Alcina Dimitrescu is regretting wearing white to dinner, but Aubrey is a tasty meal.

The girl’s hands stroke along her neck and into her hair, while Alcina sucks slowly at her neck, making sure not to waste a drop or get it on herself. Her hands slide under the girl’s skirt and when the redhead leans her head father back Alcina growls into the bite, sucking harder.

She lets her hand wander right up the girl’s skirt and she when meets wetness she groans. Her fingers slide into the girl and Alcina bites hard, sucking until she feels the girl shake under. Fingers pull at her hair and Alcina pulls back, “Yes, love.”

Aubrey groans, her voice a little weak, “I need a little break. I’m lightheaded.”

Alcina nods and lets the girl down. She licks her wound and pulls out a little first aid kit. Her partner is still as she cleans the bite and puts a band-aid over it.

“You should get rest some,” Alcina says licking her lips, “We can meet again next week.”

The girl’s blood was tasty, a smooth bold flavor that came with sea species humans. Aubrey tasted like a shrimp pasta she had in Italy once, but it left her wanting more.

“Are still hungry?” the girl asks.

She’s always starving in a sense and has a yearning that drives her to drink and often. She was never full lately.

“Yes, I’m full,” she wasn’t even close, and it wasn’t Aubrey’s fault, “Let’s go to the greenhouse.”

She could hear the girl’s excitement, “Of course lover, let’s go.”

The girl takes her hand and Alcina follows her, thinking of the blonde that she’d been watching all week. The girl whose blood she thought about all day now and how she was going drink deeply from her.

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