GUNDAM 00 S2 KINK MEME

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Gundam 00 SEASON TWO KINK MEME

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Fangs [3/?] anonymous January 18 2009, 08:00:57 UTC
“You don’t have to butter me up, you know,” she drained the glass in a single gulp. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t impressed. “We both know why you’re here.”

He didn’t quite know how to feel about that. A fake name, a veneer of hospitality followed by a blunt reminder. She knew the score. They weren’t friends. They weren’t partners. They were simply two people taking part in an exchange. He would get his blood and she would get her peace of mind.

“Don’t look so sad,” she glided her hand across his face, palming his cheek. “You’re much more handsome when you smile.” A thumb parted his lips to stroke the pearly whites behind. He suckled out of instinct more than anything else. She giggled, like wind chimes, at the sensation.

“I’m sorry,” he blurted out. She waved it off.

“You’re an eager beaver,” she leaned back and wound her hands through the material of her jacket, stripping it, and her blouse, undoing the top-most buttons. He tried not to let his eyes drift downward. “There’s nothing wrong with that. I know what I signed up for.”

There it was. She found the elephant in the room and stared it down without hesitation. He felt oddly relieved and more than slightly impressed.

His teeth grew long and his nostrils flared. There was no turning back now. Strong hands encircled slim shoulders, pulling her against him in what was almost a lover’s embrace. How appropriate. He would be penetrating her, after all.

She leaned back with a breathy sound, not quite a gasp. It infuriated him, excited him, put his most primal instincts on alert and all but dared him to do it. His mouth stretched wide, jaw loosening, only to grow tight with longing.

He broke her skin roughly. It was for the best, really. Why stab her slowly? It was like a band aid. Do it quick.

She made another sound, small, startled, strangled. She was afraid. He could taste the fear in the warmth that shot up his fangs, through his gums. It spread all throughout his face, driving him flushed once more. It tingled and pulsed, the space behind his eyes all but buzzing and throbbing. The feeling burned its way through every nerve of his body. He was hot. Hot. So hot. Hot everywhere.

Heat. Desire. Push her down. Claim her. Bleed her. Breed her.

He didn’t know when she went from seated to supine. She lay still as death beneath him even as his tongue undulated, toying with tender flesh. Ostensibly, he caught any stray blood, although he couldn’t deny the thrill of it all. He enjoyed teasing and squeezing, one hand coming to cup her left breast even as his hips bore down on hers.

Her throat hitched. She was making an attempt to speak. “Alle…lu…jah…”

He gasped, a sharp intake of hot air against cool, spit-slicked flesh. She shivered beneath him, sensitive flesh separated from sensitive flesh by a few thin layers of fabric.

His fangs shrunk away in shame and shock. She moaned again at the sudden sensation of vacancy in the two new puncture marks. It wasn’t pleasant, and yet…

Pressure. Not unpleasant. “What…?” Her voice swam almost as much as her head.

His gray eye burned with an odd intensity as he gingerly applied pressure to the twin wounds, offering up his own shirt to stem the blood flow. He didn’t want to strangle the poor woman with his superwoman strength, but he couldn’t let her bleed out either. Even if he had stopped before draining her of enough to kill here, there remained the threat posed by his saliva. Most people didn’t realize that vampire saliva contained an enzyme designed to slow the gathering of platelets.

“Bed,” she croaked suddenly. One of her hands gestured loosely toward a door across the room.

“Make sure you press, alright?” He let her take over in that regard, gathering her up in his arms more like a doll than a woman. It shouldn’t have surprised him. He was a vampire. And yet, he shouldn’t have been able to manhandle her so easily. She was a full-grown woman, full-bodied even.

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