Fear.

“Fangs” Jo muttered with a curious tone of voice, dropping her to the
floor and Susan grabbed at her throat and stood at her full height. Jo
was 5 inches shorter, but Susan was unmoving, towering over the tomboy
with the FBI flack jacket.

Jo saw the drop of blood on her lips, making them a scarlet red and Jo
felt the primal urge rising in her belly. Given blood, not taken, but
given!

“Yes, props. They are functional.” Susan said in a careful tone of voice, no need to make an instant enemy.

Jo felt the heat rising in her belly, the world turning into a techno
colored array of dancing colors, what she’d dubbed her ‘Vampire
Vision.’ She backed away from Susan, closing her eyes and stumbling
back. She ordered the young redhead to get out with a harsh order.

“Susan” The redhead stammered and Susan nodded, seeing a weakness in
the woman that had picked her up off the floor, one handed. An
interesting specimen to say the very least, Susan wouldn’t mind having
a taste of all that power.

“Go pet.” Susan ordered and Jo licked her lips as she saw the droplets
of blood falling to the floor. She turned away from the sight, emitting
a low growl deep inside her; running her tongue over her own fangs,
these as real as the sunlight.

“Why are you here? Do you have a warrant?” Susan blasted and Jo dropped
the warrant on the desk, rubbing her lips and catching her breath.
Think, relax and think, Jo.

“Relax, I’m not here to bust you. If you agree to play my game, we can
settle on the rules.” Jo said, reading the woman as what she called a
Psionic Vampire, who fed off emotions as well as blood. A useful type
of woman she might be to Jo, especially if she had a stash of lovely
women willing to let her feed on them.

“Then what”

“Shut up, sit down, tell me about the blood letting.” Jo had ordered,
and after an hour they’d come to an agreement, Jo allowing Susan to
open a new business, and Jo having found herself a fresh supply of
blood.

Symbiosis.

~*~*~*~*~*

Susan walked back down to the LNF and found Tina sitting comfortably
with the young sub at her feet, gently petting her head. Susan stood,
watching Tina from across the room. Seeing that something distinct had
changed in the woman in a short time; she’d found something inside of
herself.