A skilled vampire hunter is having some doubts. She's afraid that what she's been doing might be wrong. A visit to a sociable vampire and a game of trust will prove it, one way or another.

This story is smut. It's my first time writing smut, so feedback would be greatly appreciated. It has biting, naturally, along with some rope play and consensual mind control, so if any of those things aren't comfortable to you, it'd probably be best to skip this one. It also has a trans-lesbian vampire hunter who does in fact, have a girldick. If you want to be an ass about that, I shall simply delete your comments and block you because I don't have time for that. Those of us with taste know that girldick is actually pretty great.