Vanessa kneels in the back of the van where the middle bench was removed-- Prince Janee's unmoving form to the side of her-- as she breathlessly watches out the front window while Nero quickly puts the miles between them and Toronto. She stays ridgid like this until finally she can no longer see any part of the city out of the back of the van, and then slumps down a little in relief. The night is young, and as soon as they get an hour or two away, they will find a small town and call Father Carter. They have the Prince of Toronto staked, and are in the process of delivering him to the Archbishop of New York!
Vanessa looks down at Prince Janee and studies him. He IS a handsome man, and Evelyn seemed to take a shine to him-- Evelyn...now what was going on with her? Carter said that they hadn't seen her at all, and she'd left for New York 4 days ago! Vanessa's thoughts fall silent for a moment and her eyes unfocus as she ponders this. A few moments pass, and her eyes finally shift back down to Janee. Then a slow smile starts on her face.
"Janee...Janee...what are your secret desires! What do you think about when you're pleasuring whoever you pleasure, and how do you wish they would pleasure YOU?" Vanessa taps her fingers on her thighs as she studies his face, and then walks on her knees to the front of the van and taps Nero on the shoulder and whispers to him.
A few minutes later the van comes to a stop, rocks a little as driver and passenger trade places inside, and then starts up again. Inside the van, Nero crouches beside the Prince and concentrates on pulling the information out of his mind that Vanessa wants.
When Nero has finished, he walks bent-over up to the driver's seat and whispers what he has discovered to Vanessa. Vanessa keeps her eyes on the road, but she has an intense look on her face as she concentrates on what Nero's telling her. She drives a little longer as she thinks, and then finally pulls over and trades places with Nero. The van takes off again, and Vanessa moves to stand behind the Prince. She lets her dark hair down so that it falls around her arms, wills the blood to leave her skin so she's very pale, and removes all her jewelry so she appears more casual. She doesn't have a change of clothing here, so she's glad she decided to wear clothing she could fight in-- a tight, velvet, maroon, bellbottom pant-suit with short sleeves and knee-high boots-- as the Prince prefers a casual, natural-looking woman.
The stake that is paralyzing the Prince was driven into his back, making it so that they had to lay him on his side. This will never do. Vanessa kneels down beside Janee.
"Janee...this will hurt, but you'll be able to rest more...comfortably after it's done. I truly am sorry."
Vanessa moves her blood to her muscles, and then suddenly shoves the stake through Janee's torso so that it protrudes from his chest instead of his back. Janee is so weak and stunned as it is that he can only utter a moan and clench his eyes shut. Vanessa rolls him onto his back, and continues kneeling over him. She looks down at him with a hint of pity in her eyes.
"Prince Janee, you truly are a good Prince-- even though you're not Sabbat. Yes...it's all true. We were deceiving you the whole time-- me, the man you know as Bruce, and the woman you knew as Lucretia. Yes, even her! I understand the two of you were getting to know one another...quite well? I'm sorry to have to be the one to bring this news to you." Vanessa says in a low, quiet voice. She begins smoothing the hair back from his forehead.
"You treated us all well and believed us, even though we were new to the city. I was surprised to find our enemy so likeable! For that we do not kill you, but bring you to our elders to judge you. You were right to trust us-- we did tell the truth about the King of Tears and the gravedigger."
Vanessa begins to undress Janee, continuing to speak to him as she does.
"You must be going through a lot of frustration right now, Janee-- having just found out that we are "traitors," and being staked and all-- but, as you are a good man, and a...charming, handsome man..." Vanessa says, smiling, as she removes his pants, "...I believe I owe you something in return. You see, my Clan-- no, I'm not a Toreador-- thrives on giving people their pleasures...in adundance!"
Vanessa gets up onto her knees, takes a hold of the zipper on the front of her jumpsuit, and pulls it down slowly past her navel. Then she slips her arms from the top, and slides the outfit off. She unzips her boots and pulls them off, and crouches naked before the Prince.
Janee's eyes almost seem to widen and Vanessa can see a hint of desire, then it turns to anger.
Vanessa smiles almost sadly. "Oh Janee-- of course you're mad! But I see that you're also interested. Good! I can make due with that!" Vanessa moves over to kneel beside his head. "You are so weak-- I can't pleasure you properly like this..." she murmurs, and takes one of her daggers, making a cut across her right breast. She leans forward, letting the blood run and drip into Janee's mouth. "Drink, Prince, drink!" she cooes softly, working his mouth and throat. "I feed you from my own breast...like a mother! And you like to be fed this way, don't you!" she whispers gleefully.
Janee struggles to work his lips to drink. His eyes grow even hungrier at the blood.
When she's given the Prince enough blood to bring some color to his skin, she sits back, bends her neck down, and licks across the wound-- healing it instantly.
Satisfied, Vanessa straddles Janee's legs and lays her body down on top of his the best she can with the stake there. She places her lips close to the Prince's neck, and exhales warm air slowly.
"Prince Janee...you do have a wonderful city, and you have served it well. You exterminated the demon-ridden Tremere, and will no longer be troubled by the Ventrue. Now we are sending people in who know very well how to erradicate demons, and they will liberate your people!" she says in a low, soothing voice. She opens her mouth as her fangs grow, and then plunges them into Janee's neck, sucking very slowly.
Janee moans and she can feel the heat from him. A desirous heat.
Vanessa pulls her mouth back and smiles. "Ah-- I see you are enjoying this, despite yourself, Janee! Good..." Vanessa moves her body up, finds her dagger again, and makes a small cut in the side of her neck. She places her neck right against Janee's mouth, letting the blood drip over his lips. She sighs and moves her body against the Prince's to make him feel as though she, too, is getting pleasure from this...and she is, in her own way!
Vanessa lifts up, licks her fingers, and runs them across the wound on her neck-- healing it. Then she moves down Janee's body and places her mouth on his left nipple. Moving her hands soothingly across his skin, she pricks his nipple with her fangs, and begins to drink. She continues to stroke his skin and move against him, enjoying herself, but watching his reaction intently. She takes a hold of his arms and pins his wrists above his head. He can't move at all, anyway, but she enjoys feeling powerful and in control, and this gesture further emphasizes that power.
Janee moans again and tries to struggle with the bond within, but to no avail.
Vanessa senses this struggle, and is suddenly very curious what the Prince would have been like were circumstances different and he was free to move. She glances at the stake in his chest, then up at Nero-- who doesn't seem to be watching them at the moment-- then back at the stake. Then she has a flashback of watching Janee and Paul fighting fiercely, and wonders how she could have ever been stupid enough to consider removing the stake!
Vanessa licks his nipple to heal it, and then rises up to look down at the Prince. "Janee...relax and enjoy yourself! I don't know what the elders will do with you, so consider this time with me as a last request. Now darling...I hear you rather enjoy this as well..."
Vanessa places her knees on either side of the Prince's head, and sits on his chest. She takes her dagger once more and cuts her inner thigh. Then she leans forward and places the cut to the Prince's mouth, and strokes his hair as the blood trickles down his throat. She looks passively at the ceiling while affecting a convincing moan for the Prince's enjoyment. She's disappointed that the Prince doesn't have more...alternative desires that she could fulfill! These seem pretty standard to her. Ah well! Perhaps she'll acquaint him with a few...
After a time, she sits back, and keeping her eyes on the Prince's, she pretends to really enjoy the process of licking her fingers and running her healing saliva across her wound. She smiles at Janee and moves back down to lay on him once more, placing her mouth by his ear.
"Dear Janee...I know that there's one more pleasure you love above all others. Can you think of what that is? Can you?" she whispers seductively.
Janee begins to sweat blood. His eyes look afraid, angry, and lustful.
Vanessa smiles. "Yes, Janee, give into your anger! Your desires! Your dark fantasies! Would that we could explore them more fully..." she says with a touch of regret in her voice, placing her fingertips on the point of the stake protruding from the Prince's chest. She kisses the Prince's cheek, and then moves down his body slowly and exploratively until she settles herself between his legs. She takes a hold of his most private of places, smiles up at him schemingly, and then bends her head down, bites, and feeds. She runs her hands up and down his flesh, and occasionally glances up at him to gauge his reaction.
Janee's eyes seem faraway, almost as if he's not seeing her.
Vanessa returns to her work-- enjoying herself very much now-- and soon the blood-flow begins to be heavier, until finally a deluge of blood floods forth. Janee's body seems to stiffen as his eyelids flicker, and then he relaxes perceptively, his face pale. Vanessa smiles a pleased smile, and moves up his body to look into his face.
"Janee...how was that? If I'm not mistaken, you enjoyed yourself very, very much!" she says, wiping the blood from her mouth with a smirk. She pushes up one of his eyelids to see that he is near passing-out, so she bites her bottom lip hard, and begins kissing him passionately to feed him just a little more blood. When his eyes finally open, she pulls back, licks her lip, and smiles.
"Aaaah...I wish I knew what you were thinking right now, Janee!" she says looking down at him bemusedly. Then her smile grows larger as she glances up at Nero.
"Nero-- could you help me one more time? I want to find out how the Prince is enjoying himself!"
Once again the van pulls over to the side as Vanessa wraps her jumpsuit around herself, and trades places with an amused-looking Nero. Nero heads to Janee's side, sits, and concentrates on the Prince's current surface-thoughts, emotions, and feelings.
Nero's head is filled with Janee's thoughts of lust, desire, hate and anger.
Nero crawls over to Vanessa's side and whispers these things to her, and a corner of her mouth turns up. She quickly pulls to the side of the road, trades places with Nero, and throws off the jumpsuit to crouch naked beside the Prince again.
"Aah Janee...don't hate me! You see? I tried to give you everything you desire! I'm sorry I don't have AB blood to feed you with, but I think I was able to supply you with everything else! Was it not wonderful for you? Your body certainly responded!" Vanessa pauses to watch the Prince's face.
"Well, if you still hate me, I have more for you." She straddles Janee's body and raises her arms and face to the ceiling of the van. "Ayida Wedo! Ti Kita! !Se doy gracias, mis dias, por esta victoria sobre la Camarilla, y todos los placeres de cuerpa que he tenido, y voy a tener!" she cries, and throws herself on the Prince, biting his body all over in many places, drinking from each one quickly, and then healing the wound before moving on to a new place. After ravaging his body this way, she grabs his hands and begins to move them across her body-- pleasuring herself with his fingers until finally she throws herself down on him and re-enacts his favorite pleasure until he has become physically excited, and then she brings them both to a climax by conjoining the old-fashioned mortal way. During this climactic moment, she takes her dagger and makes little slashes across her body while shrieking and growling, and then falls down on Janee-- carefully avoiding the stake-- and feeds from his neck until he passes out.
Vanessa lays there for a time feeling quite satisfied, and then finally begins to move. She sits up and cares for her wounds, bends down to kiss Janee's lips, and then dresses slowly with a Cheshire-grin on her face. She moves to the passenger's seat beside Nero and rides in silence for a time with that smile still on her face.
"Oh Nero-- when next we stop, you might want to give the Prince a little blood...I think I nearly drained him dry!"