Ah, the dishes. When you can only rent out to about five or six mares at a time, the dynamic becomes a bit different than a normal landlord and their tenants. If you were completely honest, you ran more of what might be considered a bed and breakfast, or rented rooms of your house, rather than apartments.

And that meant that after the mares left for their jobs, you had cleaning to do. Not that it was bad. In fact, it could even be therapeutic. A moment of silence amongst all the chaos.

At least, on the days when they all had work, which was not often. As for today, two hands slipped around your neck, before a set of fanged teeth scratched your neck. The plate in your hand almost dropped back into the warm water as your body froze up, before you stammered out, “N-now Rarity, you know you’re not allowed to drink my blood.”

The blood red eyes of your residential vampire came into your peripherals. She wore her normal, coy smile, as if she were doing nothing wrong. She leaned back in, pecking your neck again before she whispered, “And what if I was just looking for some tenderness? Some… fun?”

Your eyes lowered with your shoulders. This made the… seventh time? Calling her out on what her fun usually led to was pointless, as she would get huffy until you let her do as she pleased, so the only real course was to allow for her to do what she wanted. On the other hand, for once you were truly in the middle of something. “I have dishes to finish.”

A cloud of purple smoke flashed in front of you, clearing to reveal your tenant in a rather regular state for her when she knew you two were the only ones in the house. A black, satin robe loosely hung from her shoulders and arms, hiding nothing. Her large, perky bosom was on full display, as well as her hourglass hips, reminding you of how she didn’t really need her vampire magic to hypnotize you.

Rarity let out a long coo as her finger slid along her slit, an action you couldn’t help but watch. She then let her arms rest on your arms, smiling as she leaned back against the counter. “From what I can see, I’m completely at your mercy, even though your hands continue their task. All you need is your hips.”

You bite your lip for a moment. On the one hand, she is correct, and you know from experience how tight those folds are. On the other hand, if she gets too close, you wear scarfs for a reason.

Not that Rarity was going to give you the a real choice, not as her eyes glowed and your pants quickly undid themselves. You could run of course, but last time you did that, you ended up with a bat on your face, before a hot cootch to lick. The time before that, hypnotism.

It was one of the reasons why you didn’t plan to have vampires as tenants after this time. They always wanted their food fresh, instead of the plasma pills that were common for their kind to eat. Still, as her magic ran along your shaft, you couldn’t deny the benefits of that craving.

Her hands landed on your hips, pulling you in a little closer. You instinctively leaned back, keeping your neck back as far as you could, even while the tip of your rock hard member pressed against her lower lips. They were already wet, and Rarity gave you the best part of her cravings. Despite her confidence, or how she treated you, when it came to time for their ‘fun’, she looked away with a bright blush.

It was adorable, and you knew it wouldn’t last long, not unless you acted quickly. For a moment, you let the dishes be alone in the sink, pressing your hands on the wall of the sink so you could pull yourself closer. The effect was immediate as you moved forward, pushing half of your throbbing shaft inside of her.

No matter how many times you did this with the naughty mare, it made you shudder. Despite being dead as a doornail, Rarity was as hot as any mare you’d been with, and her folds clung hungrily to you. If that wasn’t enough, her angelic moans were plenty to make the fang marks on your neck worth it.

Now that you’d begun though, you let your hips do the work while your hands fumbled in the sink. As much as you’d like to focus on how good it felt to plunge deep inside Rarity and have her screaming in your ear, you know where that led as well, and you were at least going to try to stop it. Not that it was easy.

Rarity soon joined in with you, her own hips slamming against the sink as she moved and howled. Her body had turned into a trembling mess, her weight mostly against the counter as cried out in euphoria. You never understood how you had this effect on her, but it was definitely an ego boost. Or, would be if, you know, the biting didn’t always come with it.

Rarity’s arms clung close to you as her moans became whimpers, an attempt on her part to regain some of her composure. It was a poor attempt though, as you could feel her large bosom grinding against your chest. They almost were as big as Fluttershy’s, and were pleasantly soft despite how they didn’t sag. Not only that, but like Fluttershy, they were sensitive and her moans doubled in strength as they were grinded against your shirt.

She clung to you all the tighter, her folds becoming like a vice around your cock as her inhuman strength brought every inch of you into her. Her nethers messaged your cock as her hot breath beat against your ear. She was trying to say something, but her whines made it unintelligible. It was probably her trying to let you know she was cumming, something you were just about to-

Shink.

And, for the eighth time now, your eyes went wide, your resistance broke, and your cum flooded her system, as well as your blood. Her body became like a coil around you, threatening to crush you as she moaned into your neck. Of course, as much as you should love this, it’s pretty hard when two needles dug into your neck.

And, just like the seven times before, you don’t really remember when you fell asleep. All you know was that Rarity put you in her room, with another note saying sorry.

Yep. When she moved out, no more vampires. They were simply too much of a pain in the neck.

Author's Note

I'm not apologizing.