For Fem!cee

[onceaviking]

Eric opens the door to his room and switches the light on.

His room is clean and neat and cool. A filled decanter and a glass on the small table, the bed turned down.
He steps aside to let Emcee in.

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[i_am_your_host]

His smile could melt her.

"I'm always enthusiastic about you," she purrs, arching toward his touch as her nipple hardens.

She's still wet and especially tingly. Vampire blood and all.

[onceaviking]

He retracts his fangs and then he dips his head to caress her nipple with his lips and tongue.
Slowly and thoroughly.

[i_am_your_host]

She sighs a soft ohh, her heartbeat picking up again as her body thrums.

She rests a hand on the back of his head, lightly stroking his hair.

[onceaviking]

He breathes a soft sigh against her breast and moves closer, sliding a leg on top of her.
Cold and smooth and hard.

[i_am_your_host]

She whimpers, pressing her breast against his lips to feel more.

"Eric," she pleads breathily, "I want..."

She seemingly hesitates to tell him as her heart races.

[onceaviking]

He looks up at her, rumbling a little.

Go on.

[i_am_your_host]

She licks her lips and tries to find her voice.

"I-- I want you to-- bite me here."

She rubs one leg against Eric's, reaching down with one hand to touch the inside of her thigh.

It hadn't gone well the first time Eric did it when Emcee was male. But Pam did it the last time during Cubefall, and-- well, Pam was an entirely different experience than Eric. But she wants it now. From Eric.

"Please, darling?" she says in a whisper, trembling with that familiar combination of fear and anticipation.

[onceaviking]

His fangs slam down as he makes a small, soft sound.
It's not entirely on purpose.

Then he kisses her, hungrily.

And then he slides first his hands down her sides and then his body down hers, till he is comfortably within biting distance.

He strokes her thigh with one large hand. Feeling her pulse jump and rush and beckon.

[i_am_your_host]

She gasps when his fangs come down, and whimpers into the hungry kiss. Her heart races as he moves down her body, bracing herself for the moment he devours her. She bends her knee outward as he strokes her thigh so he has easier access to all he wants.

Baring herself. Giving herself. Trusting him.

[onceaviking]

He leans in and kiss her inner thigh, feeling her pulse beat against his lips.
He slowly runs a hand down to cup her, kissing her skin again, luxuriating in the softness if her skin and her scent.

And as he slides two fingers inside of her, he bites down. Hard.

[i_am_your_host]

She grips the bedsheets, her breath coming in short gasps, aroused by his touch and his kisses that are just a prelude to his fangs sinking in.

And when he bites, she cries out, her body jerking in a graceful arch off the bed.

[onceaviking]

He drinks deeply, his mouth pulling on the wound, as he strokes her, slowly increasing his pace.

He can taste her arousal.

[i_am_your_host]

Eyes shut tightly, she writhes and moans with every pull of his mouth in tandem with his skilled fingers inside her. The pain and pleasure are so overwhelming that her keening, desperate cries sound as if she wants him to stop. But she doesn't.

[onceaviking]

He shifts a little, opening his mouth wide, as he moves it from her thigh to let his tongue join his fingers.

(Mindful of his fangs).

Flicking his tongue across her clit faster than any human man would be able to.

[i_am_your_host]

She lets out a gasping shout, almost out of shock and surprise. She's caught between crying and laughter, delirium and hysteria. Enjoying every second of it.

And her blood flows hot and fast.

[onceaviking]

He grabs hold of her hips, keeping her in place as he shifts his attention back and forth between her clitoris and the bleeding wounds on her thigh.

Growling against her skin.
Hard.

[i_am_your_host]

"Oh god, Eric!" she sings out as she's pulled in every which way, towards heights of ecstasy and swirling agony, becoming one and the same. His mouth is merciless whatever he does with it. He ravages her, growling like a monster, sending even more thrills through her body as she thrashes in his grip.

[onceaviking]

He goes on - and then he flies on top of her, penetrating her. Biting down on her back again, pulling her close.

To fuck her. To feed on her. To feel her breasts pressed against his chest.to feel her hands on his body.
In his hair.

[i_am_your_host]

It all happens too quickly and too suddenly. All she knows is that he's on top of her, inside her, his teeth in her flesh, his arms around her. She's at his mercy and she struggles and cries out as if fighting for her life.

She moves her body against his. Clenches around his cock. Fingers raking over his shoulders and through his hair.

Trapped. Pushing. Pulling. Wanting.

[onceaviking]

She is so alive.

He whines as she clenches around him, as her fingers move through his hair. It is an effort to holdback.
To not hurt her.

[i_am_your_host]

It may not even be clear to her if he's hurting her.

She just doesn't want him to stop.

She starts to climax and falter at the same time, her breath running ragged as she turns her head toward his face.

"Darling," she whispers, "your blood-- just a little--"

[onceaviking]

There's a crunch and then he is kidding her with a blood-slick tongue. Pulling her close. Cradling her.

(Protecting her).

[i_am_your_host]

The moment his cool blood meets her tongue, she swallows. And gratefully kisses him back.

Her desire surges once more, enough to run her hands down his back, to squeeze her thighs around him, to meet his thrusts. His muscled arms close in on her and she writhes against them just to feel their firmness.

She knows he won't hurt her.

[onceaviking]

He gasps as he feels her surge up against him, as he smells his own blood within her.

And then he bites down again, burying a keening moan in her torn skin.

[i_am_your_host]

She lets out a shout, arching her neck under his mouth.

Her blunt fingernails dig into the muscles in his back, and she holds his cock inside her as if she never wants to let him go.

Her heartbeat is hard and fast against his chest. She's rushing toward the edge and can't hold on much longer...