Tonight I’m feeling like more fiction, but instead of focusing on Talise and Kin, I might focus a little bit differently. I’ve got a thing for vampires, always have, and I think I might play a little bit with a vampire seductress. I don’t know what will come from this, so beware that it may be a bit NSFW and Smutty. Fiction will more than likely be the name of the next few posts as well as it’s easier to be slightly creative when working overnight 🙂
Lightning cut through the sky, leaving a jagged slash in the clouds before a loud crash of thunder echoed throughout the bedroom. Standing in front of an open window, the rain and wind pelting her naked skin stood a woman with long black hair and skin as pale as the moon that struggled to shine behind the clouds.
She didn’t need to breathe, but she inhaled the rain scented air anyway. Her lips glistened with the rain as she smiled. “I love the smell of rain.” She murmured, turning back to the young man who lay in her bed, half asleep. Striding across the room to where he lay, she crawled into bed, leaving a smear of rain on the sheets. “Wake up…” she murmured, her voice soft in his ear.
“Mmm” he murmured, his eyes fluttering open. She smiled in delight as his green orbs focused on her. She kissed him gently, working her lips over his as she traced patterns on his chest.
“I haven’t tired you out too much have I?” she murmured, running her tongue along his jaw. He chuckled and brought his arms around her, crushing her to him.
“No…” he murmured, his hands running down her back to cup her butt and bring it closer to him. She wrapped her legs around him as he rolled her over onto her back. His hands ghosted down her sides until he found her breasts, and he began to tease her nipples to life as she continued to lick and suck on his neck. “Careful, no feeding yet…” he murmured. He could feel her lips pout.
“Not even a taste?” She murmured against his skin.
“Not until after…” He murmured. Moving down her throat, he placed kisses over her neck until he reached her breast, and began to flick his tongue against her pebbled nipple. “You say the blood is sweeter.” He murmured, his breath ghosting over her wet skin.
“It is…” she agreed, arching her back into his touch, moaning. He continued to lick and suck at her breasts before moving his hand down over her stomach and into the apex between her thighs. He gently rubbed his thumb over the nub there, listening to her moans to guide him. Sliding a finger into her heat, he worked his fingers back and forth against her. She writhed against his hand, moaning his name.
“Now…” she gasped. The lightning, the thunder, the thrum of his blood in her ears and his warmth was becoming all too much. Her fangs came out with an audible snick as she thrust against his hand.
“In all due course…” he murmured, kissing her gently and running his tongue lightly against his vampiric lover’s fangs. He would take his time and make both their lovemaking and her blood taking slow, tortuous and sweet.