OOM: Iceland

[onceaviking]

The trip ended up being rather uneventful. That is often the case when you spend the actual time traveling in a sleek coffin, as you do when you are a vampire traveling with Anubis Air during daytime.

They'd arrived in Keflavík Airport just before sundown, and the coffins had been taken by to Reykjavik, a 45 minute drive on a good day. Or night. As it were.

The hotel was of the big, boxy and shiny variety, although the windows had obviously been blinded once it had been bought up by Carmilla, a hotel chain catering to vampires across the globe.
The concierge was an attractive, lithe blond female vampire who spoke perfect English and matched the Nordic decor. Everything was light and airy and minimalistic with designer furniture, a futuristic fireplace and elegantly draped sheepskins atop the couches.

"We have your suite ready. It is the Presidential Suite on the top floor and it is annexed by an additional bedroom. Will you be using coffins or beds?"

There was discreet posters advertising the spa, harnessing the magic and might of a natural, thermal spring. Vampires and a few humans were scattered about the lobby. Two of the humans were acting as pre-dinner drinks in a way that would not have flown back in Louisiana. Not in a place with windows this size at ground level.

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[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam slips her hand into Eric's and rises far more smoothly and elegantly than any human could.

"The spa sounds perfect."

She'll get to use one of her new bikinis. And Eric will get to wear even less.

[onceaviking]

Their guests are chatty, but not annoying, with Helen being the more forward of the two.
Eric asks a couple of questions about Reykjavik and they talk about their city with enthusiasm and a certain degree of self-deprecation.

They're also both very attentive to any small sign that attentions are welcome. Clearly, they're used to vampires.
And they both seem rather open minded as it were.

[lazy_but_loyal]

During the entire trip back to the hotel, all Pam is concerned with is how Helen and Magni would look naked and in her bed, but that just goes without saying. They also smell delicious. Sweet, clean, pure. Healthy.

If Eric doesn't meet anyone else at the spa tonight, Pam will have to share. The couple doesnt seem to be the type to be perturbed by that possibility, as they have been taking an interest in Eric as well. Who wouldn't?

When they reach the hotel lobby, Pam suggests they split up and meet in the spa in about twenty minutes. The staff will be accommodating, with complimentary robes and all, while she and Eric change into something more comfortable.

Honestly, she just wants to show him off.

(And when they get there, the humans will be nice and warm.)

[onceaviking]

Helen and Magni heads for the spa, and Eric and Pam makes their way up with the elevator.
"This is looking promising," Eric says, as he unlocks his door.

[lazy_but_loyal]

She flashes him a smile as she unlocks her own door.

"I think so, too. I'll bring you your swimsuit."

Pam had actually packed a small black bag with Eric's basic essentials. She knows he likes his jeans and t-shirts, and she'll let him have them now (along with a few dress shirts, sweaters, and slacks). Upon entering his room, she lays the bag on his bed, with his new black silk robe and Prada flip-flops beside it -- and a pair of red swim briefs that will leave nothing to the imagination.

She beams at Eric, obviously pleased at getting to dress him up. Or down. All the way down.

"Wear that. I'll be right back."

And she disappears into her own room to change.

[onceaviking]

"I might as well be naked," he calls after her, but he knows better than not changing into the offered outfit.
As it is.

He leaves his clothes in a heap on the floor and puts the briefs on.
Then he adjusts himself.

And looks in the mirror.

A snowy white giant in bright red, tight, minuscule swimwear.

He runs his hands through his hair and then he settles down on the bed to wait.

[lazy_but_loyal]

"But you're not, and that's the point," she calls back just as the door closes on him.

Some fifteen minutes later, the door opens again.

The first thing that Eric would probably notice is Pam's bikini top -- basically two pieces of thin, satiny red fabric cupping her ample breasts, held together with string that looks as if one loose knot could undo the whole thing.

A dainty red thong can be seen through the sheer floral print sarong tied low around her hips.

Her hair is loosely pinned up, with curling tendrils of hair framing her face. The expression on which, by the way, is a mix of satisfaction and smugness.

Because as much as she knows how hot she looks right now-- her pale skin smooth and flawless, her figure trim and forever youthful-- Eric is a god in Speedos.

[onceaviking]

His eyes start out at her face (he has always liked it when she did that thing with her hair) and moves down. Slowly.

"That is - quite an outfit," he says.

He likes it.
And he likes the way she looks at him.

Even if things aren't that way anymore. It still nice.

[lazy_but_loyal]

She likes the way he looks at her as well. It's as intimate as a caress-- even if things aren't that way anymore.

"Ditto," she says beaming, a hand on her hip.

"I think we're going to turn quite a few heads. As usual."

[onceaviking]

"Oh yes," he agrees, getting up smoothly to join her.
"And lets hope it won't be literally true this time."

It sometimes is.

He offers her his arm and they head for the elevator, model gorgeous and semi-naked.


They do turn heads.
(You must pass through the lobby to get to the spa in the basement. It'd be stupid not to capitalize on beautiful vampires and their beautiful companions. The windows are very large.)


There are two main areas in the spa. One for treatments (white, pink, and borderline clinical) and the hot springs. As in literal hot springs bubbling up from the rocky foundation of the island itself. They fill a couple of large pools in a room lit to create the illusion of underwater chambers, all rippling blues and blacks and greens.

Their human guests are seated in one of the pools, kissing lazily.
They really have warmed up well.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam enjoys the attention-- the attention that she gets, and the attention that Eric gets. Together their physical perfection is almost too much to behold.

The hot springs are also something to behold, and Pam takes in the hypnotic rippling colors and the wisps of steam rising from the inviting water. A smile curls her lips when she sees Helen and Magni, having made themselves comfortable.

She and Eric make their way to the edge of the pool. She steps out of her sandals and slips her hand from Eric's brawny arm, before untying the knot in her sarong, letting the tissue thin fabric fall around her ankles.

[onceaviking]

Erics eyes follow the thin fabric as it drifts down Pam's legs - and then they slowly move back up again.

Thongs.
What a wonderful addition to the fame wardrobe.

He shrugs off his own robe and steps out of his flip flops, as he watches the reaction.

Helen and Magni have let go of one another and moved a little closer while still leaving room for Eric and Pam to descend into the water.

They were both clearly mesmerized when Pam let go of the sarong. And they seem equally mesmerized by Eric's undressing routine.

That's good.

He'll let Pam go first though, this whole trip was meant as a treat for her.
And him. But it always is, so.

[lazy_but_loyal]

That's exactly the kind of reaction that Pam likes. From everyone.

Carefully, but gracefully, she steps into the pool. With a pleased hum at the soothingly warm sensation, she descends lower and sits down, letting the water lap around her bare shoulders.

"Mmmm, this feels amazing," she purrs, leaning back against the edge, the tops of her breasts glistening.

She eyes Helen, her damp skin, the curve of her neck. She smells very warm, and very eager.

[onceaviking]

Helen slides close, and tilts her head a little, with practiced ease.
It also moves her face closer to Pam's breasts.

Magni - deferentially - catches Eric's eyes before he too moves closer to Pam.

He'll let her have some fun first.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam brings Helen closer, lightly curling a hand around her neck and leaning in to kiss her pulsepoint. She moves her lips down her throat, her other hand just beneath the water's surface, cupping her breast, flicking her thumb over her nipple piercing.

Helen is naked. Funny how the colder the country, the less hangups there are about public nudity.

Pam sees Magni out of the corner of her eye as she mouths along Helen's clavicle. She picks her head up slowly, brushing her lips over Helen's warm skin. The look in her eyes invites Magni closer.

Eric can have fun watching for now. Pam might be making a bit of a show for him.

[onceaviking]

And Eric settles down to watch as Magni moves closer, to kiss his girlfriend and then to offer his neck up to Pam. He seems to have gotten where her main interest in him would lie.

Helen slides a curious hand up to touch Pam's flawless skin with the tips of her fingers, running them over her shoulder and down to the upper swell of her breasts. Touching herself beneath the water with her free hand.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam gives Magni's neck the same attention as she did Helen's. He smells just as sweet and eager and aroused as his girlfriend, and the two of them converging on her is so overwhelming that it makes her fangs ache to come down.

With her mouth pressed to his neck, scraping with still-blunt teeth, she arches against Helen's touch, and runs her own hand down Magni's torso. He's fit and firm, a perfect compliment to Helen's soft but lean curves. He's also naked. And her fingers brush against his cock.

It's a good thing Pam thinks he's hot. He just might get lucky.

She slips her other arm around Helen's waist, wanting to feel her warm body.

She can't remember seeing any signs around about not snacking in the pools.

[onceaviking]

The management at any Camilla Hotel want their customers to be happy. Snacking is allowed everywhere.

Eric is rather enjoying the spectacle in front of him. Especially because it is rather obvious that both their guests are a) appreciative of Pam and b)thoroughly enjoying that he is watching then.

His fangs ache and every brief look from either of the humans as they slide against Pam is making them ache more.

His eyes follow Helen's hands as they caress Pam's left breast. Magni is less bold but that is probably to be expected.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam drops her fangs and they nearly pierce Magni's throat-- teasingly. She'll toy with him a little for now.

Because for now, she wants Helen in her lap. She easily pulls her over, spreading her thighs over her hips. Their breasts press up against each other, wet and supple, nipples hard.

Pam turns to Magni, caressing first his face, and then his cock.

"Don't worry, sweetie. Your turn will come."

She then grasps Helen's neck. She paints a cool stripe over her jugular with her tongue, before biting her. Neatly.

As the blood fills her mouth, she can feel Eric's eyes on them. It's almost like old times.

[onceaviking]

It is almost like old times.

He can feel Pam's excitement as the blood fills her mouth, just as easily as he can see - and hear and smell - Helen's. And Magni's for that matter.

His upper lip twitches.

Helen is busy but Magni is mesmerized.
He won't call him over though. Not till Pam lets him go.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam slips her fingers between Helen's legs, teasing her, making her blood run hot. And just as she's brought to the edge, Pam pulls back. She pricks her tongue on a fang, just a tiny bit, and licks the bite wounds closed though not completely healing them. Helen's skin is still smeared with blood.

Pam eyes Eric, while still holding Helen close. She kind of wants to show him her appreciation for this vacation, which is obviously already going very well.

"Why don't you get to know Mr. Northman a little better?" she purrs in Helen's ear.

Meanwhile Magni awaits his turn, just as Pam said.

[onceaviking]

Always loyal.

Eric smiles and shifts a little, making it rather obvious that Helen is welcome to exchange his lap for Pam's.

She glides through the water, smelling of blood and arousal and as she moves away, Magni takes her place,offering up his neck as he - cautiously - slides a hand up to cup her breast.

Helen gets settled in Eric's lap and he drops fang, running his large hands up her body as she arches against him, moaning.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Men are always so cautious around Pam. The smart ones, at least.

She purrs encouragingly at Magni's touch and hooks a leg around his waist, pulling him closer. His hardened cock presses up between her thighs, and she moans against his exposed throat, her fangs bared.

And she bites him, rubbing against him at the same time. His blood is hot, running thick and fast with arousal.

[onceaviking]

This is shaping up to be a perfect first evening.

Eric slides cool fingers into Helen as he bites down and begins to drink from her. Actual sex is what beds are for. Or rugs in a pinch.

But feeing her warmth just heightens the culinary experience, as does the hormones flooding her bloodstream and the sweet sounds he is making.

They also seem to encourage her boyfriend.

Or maybe that's just Pam?

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam tries to not drink too deeply -- the night is far from done yet.

But Magni is growing a little bolder as he presses his body against Pam's, panting hotly against her skin as she drinks from him. She runs her hands down his back and grabs his firm ass. She can tell what Helen sees in him: smart and pretty.