I've dressed very simply in order to do what needs to be done. My wardrobe consists of a cotton tunic, white but very faded as I've never dared to use bleach on it. There are darker brown spots of dried blood on it due to my last sacrifice which took place nearly one hundred years ago. My pants are also simple cotton in the same fashion with a cord
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I just don't want my food to leave. It's a connection, I think, between myself and my meal. No matter how short the time, there's still something there.
My teeth sink into Alex's wrist and I drink deeply, unable to taste myself as that blood has yet to shift into Alex's system. I feel utter rapture yet again and if I let go of reality, I can almost see us in this same position before when he took me back into his world.
His...his world. Will always be his world. I take enough of him to stop the dizziness and slurring, but not enough to tire him out. My blood can replenish in time but he...he is delightful when he's in this mood. Playful, I think. Like me.
I lick at the wound, getting up the last of the blood before his skin heals. The open air is what heals us in the end. The moon, the night, once it shines down, we belong to it.
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But for now, I just want him.
"How long do you think I can hold my breath?" I ask before slipping to my knees, the water over my head now. It's quite easy to take his prick between my lips and tease him with my tongue.
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I scrabble for the rocks behind me, needing to lean against something and cling to it. I don't dare try to hold his head down there and if he's only going to tease me...
Then he can't blame me if I end up climaxing a second time.
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"Let's go home," I whisper urgently into his ear. "I want to fuck you."
I've rarely ever used such harsh words but I needed Klaus, needed my release, but I wouldn't hurt him. Lubricant was the key and damn it, I had none on my person.
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"Then let's get home. We can teleport if you like." The faster he wants the attention, the better. I hardly mind it when he's rough. He has his...ways...of making it up to me. I smile at him and kiss up his arm, easily wrapping one of my own arms around his slim waist and teleporting us back to his castle bedroom. Unfortunately, I miss my aim of the floor and we end up on the bed.
I doubt either of us cares.
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