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In the blink of an eye, they were gone. Existing in space overhead, and then suddenly in a candlelit chamber of stone. The air was stagnant, no windows were present, no door to allow entry.
Still connected, Garen propelled them to the bed. Landing atop Carly, he made a small motion with his left hand and whisked away all cloth barriers between them. Ripping himself away from her sweet, precious fluid, Garen slid a hand through his fair hair.
~I must pace this... I'm draining too quickly.~
Garen rubs his hands along the outside of Carly's legs. With a feral grin, he insinuates his hand between her thighs and flicks her legs apart. Licking the juice from his fingers, Garen slides his body between her legs. He kisses at her abdomen, licking at her belly button with a swirling motion. His hands climb slowly up her body. Carly's body begins to twist slightly, seeking out his touch, his kiss... his tongue.
Crawling backwards, Garen stops his descent at her thighs.
"It's like alcohol to me you know. Then again,"
Garen takes a tentative lick of her inner thigh. There is a gleam in his eye.
"you wouldn't know. Blood is what we're known for, blood and death. Seduction comes into the back of the human mind...but never to this extent, does it pet? The closest thing we'll have have to being drunk.. is suckling these precious juices."
His teeth still fully bared, Garen bites into her thigh. Relishing the mixture of blood and arousal on his tongue, he pulls away quickly, savoring the flavors. Carly groans, a deep guttaral sound.
His eyes partially glazed over, Garen moves up her body once more. Pressing his thighs to hers, he bites her again- this time at her breast. Releasing her quickly, he pulls himself up her body, every inch of skin drug across hers- waves of sensation deluging both of them. Without warning, Garen emits a primative growl. With a roll of his hips, he enters her body, breaking away the shred of innocence she always possessed.
Still connected, Garen propelled them to the bed. Landing atop Carly, he made a small motion with his left hand and whisked away all cloth barriers between them. Ripping himself away from her sweet, precious fluid, Garen slid a hand through his fair hair.
~I must pace this... I'm draining too quickly.~
Garen rubs his hands along the outside of Carly's legs. With a feral grin, he insinuates his hand between her thighs and flicks her legs apart. Licking the juice from his fingers, Garen slides his body between her legs. He kisses at her abdomen, licking at her belly button with a swirling motion. His hands climb slowly up her body. Carly's body begins to twist slightly, seeking out his touch, his kiss... his tongue.
Crawling backwards, Garen stops his descent at her thighs.
"It's like alcohol to me you know. Then again,"
Garen takes a tentative lick of her inner thigh. There is a gleam in his eye.
"you wouldn't know. Blood is what we're known for, blood and death. Seduction comes into the back of the human mind...but never to this extent, does it pet? The closest thing we'll have have to being drunk.. is suckling these precious juices."
His teeth still fully bared, Garen bites into her thigh. Relishing the mixture of blood and arousal on his tongue, he pulls away quickly, savoring the flavors. Carly groans, a deep guttaral sound.
His eyes partially glazed over, Garen moves up her body once more. Pressing his thighs to hers, he bites her again- this time at her breast. Releasing her quickly, he pulls himself up her body, every inch of skin drug across hers- waves of sensation deluging both of them. Without warning, Garen emits a primative growl. With a roll of his hips, he enters her body, breaking away the shred of innocence she always possessed.