OOM-ish with Tess

[onceaviking]

The evening air is cool and clear, making the stars look like brilliant pinpricks just out of reach.

He puts a cold arm around her shoulders, leading her towards the forest.

"There's a small clearing a little way inside," he says. "I'll hear if anyone approaches. And the demon bunnies prefer to stay clear of me."

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[onceaviking]

"I want to go down on you," he whispers, his cool lips brushing against her ear.

[have_no_mercy]

She doesn't have to think very long about what her answer should be.

Softly, "I'm okay with that."

[onceaviking]

He slowly and carefully lays her down on the blanket on the ground and sets about undressing her. Taking his time.

His big hands are surprisingly gentle.

He pauses briefly to kiss her. Hungrily.

His fangs (still hidden) are aching.

[have_no_mercy]

Tess is more than happy to be cooperative, shrugging a strap off here, lifting a leg there. Large and gentle hands are her favourites.

Knowing nothing of his fangs, she pulls him down for another kiss as often as he'll let her.

[onceaviking]

He makes a small, rumbly sound as he kisses her again and then he moves down, pressing kisses against her bared skin.

Then he settles down between her legs and sets about proving that he does indeed not need to breathe,

[have_no_mercy]

She does prefer a man who knows what he's doing and Eric, well, he can do and teach. The noises coaxed from her range from soft whimpers to primal groans as his cool tongue works against her.

One hand clutches at the blanket around her, the other in this hair.

[onceaviking]

He likes it when they get noisy. When their skin flush with heat. When everything turns moist and warm.

He moans against her, so, so, so tempted to just let go and bite her.
He doesn't.

But he does slide his hands up her body, caressing her skin.

[have_no_mercy]

She sucks in a breath at the feel of his hands on her bare skin, the cold an initial shock she is more than happy to get used to.

It isn't much longer until she comes hard with a series of loud moans, her fingers digging into his scalp. If he can even feel it.

[onceaviking]

It will not leave marks, but he feels it all the same. He slides on top of her, still partially clothed, and whispers,"Will you let me bite you?"

Nobody, nobody wants you more than a vampire.

[have_no_mercy]

She grins slightly, cupping his cheek with one hand.

"I bet you ask that of all the girls."

[onceaviking]

He laughs, a little breathlessly.

"Only the ones, I like," he says. And then, "You make my fangs ache."

[have_no_mercy]

"That's a new one."

Then she appears mildly concerned.

"What happens to me if I do let you?"

[onceaviking]

"It will hurt a little," he says, looking into her eyes. "But I'll be careful. It won't turn you. And you can't catch anything from it."

He kisses her again. Hungrily.

[have_no_mercy]

When she has a chance to breathe again, she answers softly, "Alright."

[onceaviking]

He slides a hand down her belly, all the way down, and strokes her.
Carefully.

Then he kisses the soft skin below her ear. Licks it. Kisses it again.
Feeling the blood right beneath skin.

[have_no_mercy]

She squirms a little as he touches her again. She's so ready as it is this is almost torture.

But she turns her head to the side nonetheless, offering him more access.

[onceaviking]

He drops fang.

The click is loud.

He slides two fingers inside her and makes a beckoning motion as he dips his head and bites down.

It is painful. And then it sort of isn't.

[have_no_mercy]

The sound is unexpected and she's just about to ask about it when there's a hot flash of pain and pleasure at the same time.

It's not unpleasant.

She bucks up against him, while trying not to disturb his work at her neck.

[onceaviking]

He drinks, wetly, moaning a little against her skin.

When he shifts, she'll be able to feel the sizable bulge in his jeans, pressed against her.

[have_no_mercy]

It's definitely a unique experience, having a vampire drink from you. No one ever tells you it's noisy. Tess just closes her eyes and concentrates on other things.

Like that bulge, which she's felt a few times now. She can't wait to have him thrusting inside her.

[onceaviking]

And Eric appears to be a multitasker, undoing his jeans with one hand while stroking her with the other.

Working her neck with his tongue and teeth and fangs.

[have_no_mercy]

She can help with those jeans, not wanting him to be too distracted. Once she can reach inside, she strokes his length slowly, but with a firm enough grip.

[onceaviking]

He is cool to the touch everywhere but it might seem as if he is slowly growing slightly less so.

He moves into her hand with a gasp and reaches up to caress her breasts.

And then he pushes his jeans out of the way and lines himself up, pushing inside of her. Slowly.

[have_no_mercy]

She was right; this is torture, but the kind she'll just make herself put up with because it's only going to get better.

Granted, she's pretty good with regular torture, too.

Tess groans as he enters her, sue to the timing and the coldness of him.

[onceaviking]

He drinks as he slowly begins to move, keeping his thrusts short and sharp and angled.