"We're almost there, not far now," said Finn as they entered the city limits.
"You said you live on the top floor of an apartment building; you're not going to drag him all the way up there, are you?" asked Sage.
"That reminds me, I did procure a warehouse out here for just such an occasion," said Finn, taking the next right.
"It's certainly remote enough," Sage commented as they drove up to the place.
Stopping the car, Sage's nose instantly scrunches up in disgust as they get out, "What is that smell?"
"This place used to be a slaughterhouse; it will be perfect for what I have in mind," said Finn, pulling Damon out of the car by the leg and dragging him inside.
Taking everything in stride, Sage calmly followed him in.
Walking over to the hooked chains dangling above, he bends over and picks Damon up by his neck. Driving the first hook into the back of his shoulder, causing him to wake up screaming as he drives in the second. Grabbing two more chains, he hooks both his hands pulling them apart, thus trapping him with no way to escape.
"There, now we'll wait until the vervain's been drained," said Finn.
"Fuck you," Damon managed to growl through the pain, blood pooling beneath.
"Not even in your wildest dreams," said Finn.
Given their history, Sage felt a bit conflicted, but there wasn't a chance she would oppose Finn and what he wanted. She'd been waiting 900 years for him, and no one was more important to her.
"Come on. We'll be back later. It's time to show you where we live," said Finn.
On their way out, he caught her eyes taking in the industrial-sized meat grinder, and its metal jaws of death.
He grinned, "Now that is something I'm saving for my siblings. I think it's about time somebody tested their immortality."
Sage couldn't help but shiver at the thought as they left.
Arriving at the high-rise apartment building, after calling ahead for the owner of the floor to meet them so Sage could be invited in before sending him off again to parts unknown.
Greeting those he knows, he introduces Sage as his wife, which puts a smile on her face. Then, he takes the private elevator up.
At the top floor they get off, using a key to open the cage and then a door he had installed soon after as an added layer of protection, he introduces her to their new place.
She immediately went to the window and took in the view. "It's great, Finn," she said, leaning back into him when he came to wrap his arms around her from behind.
"It'll do for now, and having you with me can at least make it feel like home for a little while," said Finn.
Turning her towards him, he takes her lips. As things start getting heated, his attempt to take it slow quickly evaporates as he starts stripping her, vamp speeding their way to the bedroom, tearing apart clothes, blankets, sheets, and anything else that gets in their way as he takes her for the rest of the night and following day.
Waking up naked for their 2nd morning of being together, she smiles, listening to his heartbeat as he gently strokes her back.
"Morning love," said Finn.
"Morning," she says, giving him a peck before laying her head back down on his chest, enjoying the peaceful moment after a delightfully sweaty full day and night of nothing but blissfully sinful orgasmic sex.
It was rough and raw and exactly what they needed
Then a thought struck her, "Hey Finn."
"Hm?"
"How did you get so good at sex?" she asked.
"Porn, I found myself fascinated by the depravities of the modern age, and I'm glad I did," he grinned, squeezing her ass.
"Porn?" she questioned, though she knew it had to be true considering he woke up not long ago. Who knew one could become that good just by getting a few porn ideas. Thinking back, he did mention it when they were talking to Damon at one point, and how he called her a good girl then and during, putting a smile on her face.
"Mhm," he said, gliding his finger between her crack, circling her other hole. He got so carried away with taking her that it slipped his mind to try some of the more unconventional ways of pleasure.
"And I think it's about time I fully claimed you," he said, sticking his finger in, getting a pleasantly surprised moan.
"I'm yours," she giggles as he flips her over.
And another day passed.
Come nightfall, with both of them now starving, he took her out for a hunt, hoping she would come round to his new diet.
"I don't know about this, Finn. You'll likely have to feed more than usual just to sate the hunger this way. However, you don't need to take much from humans; you can feed on one and let them go. There's no need to kill them, so it's not all that bad," Sage argued.
"You mean besides the fact of doing something against their will," said Finn righteously, "And what does it matter if the vampire dies, that's the whole point."
Sage sighed, "Alright Finn, I can try for you... Wait, we can also find evil humans to eat. There's no need to limit ourselves to just vampires."
"If that's what you want to do, that's fine," said Finn after careful consideration. He, for one, didn't want to grow accustomed to eating humans, but Sage has been eating humans for who knows how long already, so he'd make an exception for her.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Where's that Troy fellow? Didn't you have him get my car?" asked Finn.
"Yeah, he said something about it having a broken window that needed fixing, but it should be in the parking lot by now," said Sage.
"Guess I'll meet him some other time," he said, entering the elevator.
Below, the valet got his car, and they hit the town for the night looking for prey.
After finding another vampire couple to feed off of, Sage finding it not half bad, they checked in on Damon.
"It's time I show you why I despise our kind," said Finn, walking into the warehouse,
Sage sighed, "And if you're wrong, will you release him?" she asked, still having faith in her old protégé.
Finn stopped, giving her a scrutinizing look, "I'm not," he said confidently, and continued.
"And here's the monster of the hour. Sorry, we're late. We may have lost track of time having fun," he grinned, pulling on Damon's leg, making the hooks bite into him and produce a wonderful cry.
"There we are, paying attention?" he asked the hurt weary man.
"I'm, going, to, kill, you," Damon wheezed.
He smirked, "That's the spirit, keep it up, I'll enjoy breaking you."
"Finn," Sage called out, wanting him to get it over with.
"Seems my girl's tired of seeing your pretty face. Let's show her the ugly one, shall we?" he said, pulling the hooks out of his hands and bringing him down to eye level.
When Damon tried to shake him, he gripped his head and forced his eyes open, "Ah, ah, ah, none of that now. Now tell us your deepest darkest secrets, your worst crimes," he ordered, stepping back.
"My worst crime was killing my distant nephew's pregnant wife," said Damon, and Sage gasped, her hand covering her mouth in shock.
"Go on, what else?" Finn inquired, casting a sidelong glance at his wife in all but name, feeling a troubling sense of satisfaction in being correct, despite his sympathy for her situation. She must have trusted him to some degree to be willing to teach him.
Sage blanched as Damon revealed more of his crimes, from raping women to killing and sometimes both, and eventually killing his own nephew, recently in fact.
"That's enough, I think she gets the point," said Finn.
"Why would you do that? Why would you continue to rape and hurt women after I taught you better?" asked Sage angrily "When you don't even need to!" she shouted, considering his looks.
"Answer her," ordered Finn.
"Because I can," said Damon without any remorse.
"I, I need to leave," said Sage, feeling sick. Visually disturbed by the sight of him.
"Alright, wait for me, I won't be long," said Finn, and she stormed out.
Implanting a few more orders to prevent him from leaving or resisting in any way, Finn pulled his hanging form over a bed of acid.
"You're in luck, as my first test subject you get to be the one to pave the way for the rest of the monsters, and as you can see right here, I provide first-class amenities. Where else can you find such a luxurious bath? Please be my guest and take a dip," said Finn, pulling a lever and dropping Damon in with a plop.
Then came the screams and the thrashing as the acid ate at his flesh.
Pushing the lever, he brings him back up. "Was it good?" asked Finn.
Seeing he was unable to answer due to his melted flesh, Finn realized he'd need to feed him some blood to keep him going.
"Guess we're done for now, but don't worry, I'll get you some blood, get you all healed up, and then we can be back at it tomorrow," said Finn, leaving him hanging there above the acid, wriggling in agony. No less than he deserved.