Barely Legal Lesbian Space Vampires

"Do you think they'll guess?" Nayla whispered, leaning closer to her sib-sister and running her long nails along the side of her face. "Never," answered Laya. "We are too clever for them, dearest not-sister." Layla chuckled throatily. "Most dear of not-sisters!" Nayla sighed and leaned against Laya, feeling the vibration of the spaceship through the body of her love. "They'll say we're too young," she lamented. "When have elders ever said anything else?" Laya answered. She bent her head and slid her lips across the full, yielding mouth of the girl--


Inspiration: wilowisp answering my cloudscudding poll by saying that I should post less about Barely Legal Lesbian Space Vampires.
Story Potential: Low. Dear lord, this is so awful.
Notes: The kicker, of course, is that they're not actually talking about their, err, sensual relationship...they're talking about about that guy they just killed by draining his blood.