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Appreciating the Subtleties of the Night (Translucentfeathers & Lady Arachnia)

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~Continuation from PM to Thread~


Translucentfeathers:
This wasn't typically her scene. Not that liquor and sexually vamped up people all existing in the venue sounded like a horrible idea, it was just the stereotypes involved and the blanket assumptions that seemed to be made that got on her nerves. Charlotte didn't care much for the pop washed music and the bubble gum style princesses that frequented these venues-the heavy house music tended to give her a headache and feel bland when compared to the comforts she found within the realm of heavy metal and all of its affiliates. She didn't fit in with this crowd, in her torn, hole filled second skin style of jeans she wore, a simple black tank top showing off her hourglass figure while her wrists werelayered with woven bracelets and leather bands, ears each with an industrial piercing and lined with several studs and rings. She had others, her nipples, belly button and the left side of her bottom lip.

There was a deep pleasure she got anytime she went in for a new one, something about the pain and slight kick of pleasure always gave her a rush anytime she fell into the chair. It went past the frayed denim and piercings, her jet black hair that fell in a cascade of untamed ringlets and curls while dark smudges of eyeliner framed her blue eyes, skipping most other types of make up simply unwilling to deal with the hassle of struggling to find things that matched her pale skin. So no, she didn't fit in with the crowd of thin, gorgeous tan blondes and beautiful brunettes flashing off their assets in tight thin skirts and near sheer clothing.

Charlotte fiddled with her lip ring while leaning against the bar and ignored the man currently vying for her interests with promises of free drinks and what she was sure he felt would be a lovely time in the back of whatever vehicle he claimed to own. Never mind he wasn't her type...in more ways than one. Besides, her friends, wherever they had slunk off too, had already promised her whatever shots and cocktails she would want as long as she came out just this one time. The bastard wasn't getting the hint though and she tossed the long black curls over her shoulder and out of his reach when he moved to try and tease a ringlet.

"C'mon, gorgeous." And he had already replaced her name with endearments? Definitely a winner, she thought sarcastically. "You don't seem like half of the normal trash that parades around here, you're different. You've got fire...I like it."

A broad hand started sliding up her denim clad thigh and she made a show of prying the man's hand off with an expert grip, bending the fingers back awkwardly and smiling a little when he cried out in pain and wrenched his hand away from her. The insults and derogatives he threw at her barely glanced off of the surface and she simply smiled and wiggled her fingers in farewell as he growled and stormed off. Ass.

With a heavy sigh she polished off the shot she had before slipping off of the barstool to head into the mass of gyrating bodies currently twisting and writhing to the beat of whatever heavy base focused music currently drowning out all cognitive thought of anyone within earshot. She supposed that was the point thoigh, drown out thought and speech, focus on purely primal wants and lusts while throwing all responsibility and care to the wind. It was an escape, one she had lost her friends in.

She glanced around the dancefloor, hopeful to catch a glimpse of someone she recognized, ignoring the occasional attempted grinding and pawing before she gave up her search. Glancing around, she looked for a way to possibly slip back out of the compact throng of swarming bodies, standing in the center of the mass while feeling a little more than just out of place.



Lady Arachnia:
The night was young and thanks to the time of year it had no intention of ending for some time much to the enjoyment of those who thrived in the twilight. The air was brisk and a chill blew through the streets as the fingers of an ever nearing winter began to claw their way upon the country. Those who dwelled within the night were at their most active this time of year, it was when they truly got to make the most of their time and put their individual plans in to motion. The nightlife was a busy as ever and filled with desperate men, students hoping to binge and fornicate and workers trying to forget their lives and put their minds some where else even just for a night.

Alegra Lorello was one such denizen of the night. The woman looked as though she were no more than twenty seven years old, though that was a lie. Hair hair was a dark bark brown that lightened towards the tips. It stretched down to the middle of her back in long curls. Her skin was an olive tone which gave her an exotic look. Her eyes were a deep blue which contrasted to the black make up on her eyes. Her lips were flushed and coated with black lipstick. She wore a tight red dress that left little to the imagination that, even to those without much knowledge, clearly cost a small fortune. She had equally expensive heals on her feet. Her hands had a variety of rings and her wrists sported golden bracelets. All in all she looked like some well off exotic woman that belonged at an upper class party.

So far the night had been uninteresting enough, she tended to hunt in different locations when she went out to make it harder for any hunter that might have been trying to track her down. As it was she found herself in a club full of mostly young adults and a few creepy older ones on the hunt for younger partners to fuck. Alegara had garnered the attention of several men tonight, one left when she asked him to, another turned away when they saw her glare and the last one had unfortunately slipped off of his stool and hit his head rather hard, hard enough for him to need medical attention. She'd had people before, plenty of people but she had a preference. Female blood tended to be sweeter in her eyes, it sated her far more than a man's did though either could work. She liked people that caught her eye either due to their demeanour, their mannerisms or their attire, anything which set them out from the rest of the drab cattle. Just when Alegra thought her night was wasted... she spotted the girl.

Alegra made it to her feet and glided effortlessly through the people as though she were made of water. Soon enough she was in the heart of the throng of dancers and closing in on that girl she'd spotted. She liked this one and she was going to have her one way or another, it just depended how things went. When she closed in she said nothing at first and placed a hand on either of the girls hip and held on to them with surprising strength. Her body pressed up behind the other females and she began to sway her own hips in perfect rhythm to the music that blasted out. She used her grips to coax the other's body in to moving, hoping that she took the hint and started dancing herself. Alegra reached in and whispered in a soft voice that, despite the music, Charlotte would hear clearly. Her voice came with an odd southern European accent though it was understandable enough. “You looked lonely, sugar, let's dance”



Translucentfeathers:
Charlotte felt a pair of hands snake over her hips and glanced down at the smooth skin that seemed to compliment differ so much from the pale strip of her own you could see around her hips where her tank had ridden up slightly. It was a woman too, and with a glance over her shoulder she arched an eyebrow, her own eyes meeting the other pair of gorgeous blues steadily. She heard the whisper and the accent paired with the sultry tone had her heart thudding in her chest. The feel of the woman's body sliding up against hers, the brunette slotting herself against the curve of Charlotte's back had the raven haired girl leaning back unintentionally. "All right, perhaps just one..." she responded, holding the other woman's gaze for a moment.

She reveled a little in the way their frames slotted together and how the woman felt like liquid in motion behind her. The heavy thrumming of the base drowned out all thought and she gave in to the way the woman guided her hips. A single dance couldn't hurt, she supposed. Charlotte could always find her friends after, and it had been a while since she had danced with someone in a way that was different from the platonic moves she exchanged with her friends earlier. This was sensual and seductive and she felt herself melting a little at the lithe way the beautiful creature behind her moved.

She wasn't used to being the one being guided and steered, it felt odd at first. She was tempted to shift and try and drag the woman in the red dress around in front of her but the firm grip on her hips had her deciding that maybe this one time she would give in. Charlotte let herself get lost in the rhythm of the song then, leaning back to glide her curve of her hips against and in time with the ones behind her. She leaned back against the feeling of the swell of the other woman's breasts, enjoying the way the brunette had a little height on her. Charlotte wasn't sure if it was simply due to the heels the woman in red wore or if she really just had a couple of inches on her, but she found herself not caring all that much.

When the song ended she was going to need to leave, to start looking for her friends. She would say good bye, maybe steal a kiss and move on. But that would be when the song ended. For now? Now she wanted to enjoy herself for once.



Lady Arachnia:
While her hands always had a hold of the girl in a way that made sure she remained where she wanted her they were not idle. Her fingers sauntered over her skin while they moved and constantly traced along the lines of Charlotte's jeans and several times dipped just an inch or two below them.

Alegra stood around five foot ten though the heals made her somewhat taller than that. Even without them she was tall enough to look down on the girl, even if just a bit. Her breasts were also a c cup, something that the dress would make obvious enough for any one who looked at her.

Alegra couldn't help but allow herself to be lost in the moment too, directing the dancing and leading the other exactly how she wanted. The human would feel herself being compelled to grind her backside constantly in to Alegra thanks to her grip. Their bodies meshed together as though they belonged as one. Alegra savoured the primitive scent of the other woman from the dance and was already imagining just what this one would taste like. Alegra stooped in to lash at Charlotte's ear with the tip of her tongue several times before giving the lobe a sharp nip. Next she gave the girl a series of forceful kisses in the crook of her neck near the shoulder that left a black lipstick mark every time.

Eventually though the sound wound down to a close and the next one, something with a slower tempo began blasting our of the speakers. Despite the end of the song though Alegra kept her hands on the woman, this time more to the front and closer to her midriff. Her breasts remained pressed firmly against ther others back while their legs were nearly entwined. The foreign woman leant in again with a voice as soft as silk and whispered words under an icy cold breath on to the nape of Charlottes neck. "There's your one dance, darling, what next?" she questioned, seeing whether the girl had been enticed to stay in her company a little longer.



Translucentfeathers:
The dance was exquisite and those heavy laid roaming hands and wide spread fingers had her body arching under the touch, trying not to shiver when a long finger or two slipped just barely below the waistline. With the backwards grinding motions Charlotte felt herself begin to get a little out of touch with the world around them. She always loved the way it felt to have a woman's soft warm body pressing down, breasts against her back and the motions of their hips grinding together-a guilty pleasure she rarely let herself indulge in as she normally was able to over power her partners in bed or was the one to either drag them off and initiate. The flip, the change for once felt divine.

Charlotte felt the nips over her decorated ears and almost wished she could urge the woman to tug on them a bit, craving that little spike of pain that followed whenever someone bit or pulled too roughly. She bit her tongue though and instead tried to ignore the way that warm mouth traveled down further, pressing heated kisses over the pale flesh beteeen the curve her neck and bare shoulder. There were ink black marks left over the skin and she found herself tipping her head back a little to offer this woman more of her throat.

When the dance came to an end her cheeks were flushed and her breath was coming and going quickly, the swell of her breasts was visible over the neckline of the black tank she wore, the black straps of her bra having slipped out, falling off of her shoulders slightly in the motions of their dance. It was slightly freeing for her large D cup breasts that Charlotte normally strapped down tightly to hide. The white curve of them rose and fell while she tried to catch her breath. She felt aroused, and debauched and when coole breath skittered over the back of her neck she shivered slightly, her head falling forward as a curtain of black curls fell to hide her flushed face from view while she tried desperately to calm herself a little.

"Should find out where my friends snuck off to," she said after a while, despite the desire she had to grab one of those hands pressing into her abdomen and cart the woman off to one of the back corners of the club. Charlotte lifted her head then, tucking the stray strands of hair behind her ear as she glanced back at the woman behind her. "This isn't really my scene...lot's of other pretty things that would drop themselves at your feet tonight, though," she hummed as she appreciatively as she appraised the woman still pressing tightly against her from behind. She wondered though if this woman didn't care for this place like she did. From the black lipstick, exotic look and sheer dark sex appeal she figured maybe this woman was just as out of place as she was. "What's your name?"



Lady Arachnia:
Alegra ended her words and gave the girl a quick sharp bite on the back of her neck which would be hard enough to hurt but not to break the skin. She applied treatment to the bite in the form of her tongue slithering over the skin while she listened to the other girl speak, deciding not to interrupt her and instead have her fun. Alegra dragged the nails on her left hand upwards underneath Charlotte's shirt to leave long red streaks on her skin that might have broken the skin just a little. The other hand however went around to the girls shapely backside and gave it a firm squeeze, it then dipped below her waistline again though this time she found the material of whatever underwear she wore beneath and then gave them a playful tug. To her words she gave her a soft “Uhuh...” and continued up her assault.

When the girl finally ginished with saying what she thought she should go off and do Alegra's hand was just reaching the base of her left breast and she stopped just as she grazed it with her fingers. As quickly as it all began it suddenly ended and the olive skinned woman removed her hands and took a step back. “I won't keep you from your friends if that's what you wanted. It seems the both of us are out of place in a bar such as this... but I don't mind that. If you want to spend the rest of the night hopping around clubs like this then good luck finding them. If you want to find out my name though... well then you're going to have to follow me. Her voice, as ever, was like honey to the ears. Alegra gave the girl a quick wink then and turned to walk away to the small booth she was at before, her hips swayed as she would which only brought attention to her soft round backside.



Translucentfeathers:
The assault on her while she tried to speak left Charlotte stunned. The nails on her skin, the bite over the back of her neck and soothing tongue swipes. The grip on her panties and firm fingers digging into the swell of her ass. It left her unbelievably turned on and...craving more. She listened to the silken words the woman said as a response, her tone inviting as she welcomed Charlotte to follow.

The following disappearance of those hands and fingers left her wanting and she turned to watch as the woman sauntered away, Charlotte's eyes following each sway of those tempting hips that had been grinding with hers not moments ago. Charlotte stared for a while, fighting herself a bit. Her teeth snagged her lip as she considered the offer before her tongue toyed with the piercing on the left side, debating.

Cursing herself a bit inwardly she let her hands straighten her top a bit and smooth through her hair as she made her way over to sit in the bench of the booth across from the woman after shooting off a quick text to her friends cussing them out for disappearing and that she had found someone. They probably would assume she ditched, it had been months since her last one night stand and the near celibacy left her tense and on edge from work and classes. Charlotte let her pale blue eyes study this exotic woman in red, lingering over the dark black painted lips, the supple curves that were displayed in the tight dress. She was beautiful and dangerously so, and it had Charlotte intrigued. "So...what's your name then?"



Lady Arachnia:
Her hooks had been cast and Alegra could tell they'd sunken in and taken a hold of this girl already. When she walked away she could tell with absolute certainty that she would not be sat alone in her booth for long. She slid in to her booth where a large bottle of red wine sat along with two glasses. She poured one for herself, not that it did anything for her and then a second glass which she placed to her side. She counted down the seconds in her head and before she'd gotten to ten she saw exactly what she wanted to.

Alegra patted the seat next to her to convince the girl she should sit closer and then would place an arm around the other's shoulders should Charlotte sit there and began toying a finger through her hair. "I'm almost tempted to leave you guessing" the hunter said as she leant in closer to the other. "I'll play nice though... with this at least. My name's Alegra, Alegra Lorello. I can promise you... you don't need your friends to have a good time so long as you're willing to live and let yourself enjoy the moment." As the vampire spoke she walked a path down the girl's side and across her tighs, creeping closer towards that spot between them.



Translucentfeathers:
Charlotte moved to sit next to the other woman at her prompting. Her eyes narrowed over the edge of the glass of wine she watched this Alegra pour and she ignored the rush of heat that went flaring straight to her sex when the woman's hand began wandering down her side to slip over her thighs, closer to where Charlotte had been craving all evening. She shifted though, pulling away a bit to slide to the edge of the bench, leg getting draped over the other, crossing them as she eyed the woman. It wasn't normally like her to play hard to get, then again it wasn't normally like her to be on this side of the game.

It was odd, being persued this aggressively...not bad, but different. She found herself tempted to just give in and ask if the Alegra was up for a quick release in one of the bathroom stalls or behind a pillar in a dark corner but something in her thought she might want a bit more than that. "Damn shame," she hummed with a casual shrug and smile. "Hoping you would be interested in more than just a moment in a seedy club booth."



Lady Arachnia:
She was playing coy, Alegra was sure of it. Even if she wasn't the vampire was going to see her life'sblood dripping down her neck today... whether consensually or in the alleyway on her way home, she preferred it when she got to make a game of it though and make them feel like they had a choice. She made sure that her nails raked along Charlotte's thigh as she moved away and she simply flashed her another disarming smile. She slid the wine glass over towards her and winked. "Drink" she said in a tone, that despite it's soft sound grokked no argument and held an air of authority about it. The wine was an expensive red that probably cost more than what any one spent on a night of indulgence.

The woman flashed her pearlescent teeth then when the other one spoke and flicked her tongue over the tips of them. "A moment can last a long time if you know what you're doing. Releasing your inhibitions and just experiencing the night as it comes is... exhilerating. The chance to be whoever you want to be and meet people that have no previous knoweldge of you... it's freeing is it not?" she asked in that same aluring tone. She raised her own glass and took a drink of the meaningless liquid. A vampire could drink if they wanted but it did nothing for them and they brought it up at a later time... just like food. "What I'm after is some one interesting enough for me to want to spend my time with."



Translucentfeathers:
That commanding tone to drink sent shivers through her, and the way Alegra was watching her had Charlotte shifting slightly where she sat, ignoring the way her skin heated under the drag of those nails when she had pulled away. It was fantastic, and she eyed the glass momentarily. The words of being free to experience the night as it came, no inhibitions and no predetermined standards from a stranger had s thrill running through her.

She raised the glass to her lips, the cool smooth wine slipping over her tongue to slide down her throat. It was expensive and dark and promising. Charlotte leaned back against the bench finally deciding to give in, just a little. "Have you found what you are after?"



Lady Arachnia:
The girl was trying to play coy with her, the thought of it actually amused Alegra. She decided to carry on, the girl seemed to enjoy the chase and it looked as though she were ready to break and just give in and admit to her lust towards Alegra. She swirled the wine around her glass and the smell was obvious to her even without bringing it to her nose thanks to her heightened senses.

She cracked a smirk towards her victim and just shrugged at her. "Oh I think I might have... it's very hard to tell before I've had a kiss if I've found the right person though. I'm wondering if she's about to give me a chance to find out if I've found the prize I cam here looking for." Alegra cooed. The way she said the word prize would give off the impression that it was a position to be highly coveted, something some one would strive towards though that was her power mingling with her words.



Translucentfeathers:
This woman had somehow flipped the situation, making Charlotte feel as if it should be her trying to convince Alegra to take her home for the night, like she should be wamting the woman to make her claim on her, worried that perhaps she wouldn't be what this beautiful woman was craving after all. Charlotte raised an eyebrow at how a choice in wording had so quickly caused this in her and a smile began to grace her lips as she inclined her head slightly. All of the pent up frustrations and lust from their sensual dancing and now this woman's teasing had her feeling aroused and on edge, the memory of their hips grinding together, the feel of those red clothed breasts and the curves of Alegra's body pressing in against her back as those hands and lips roamed. She was fairly certain she still had black lipstick markings along the side of her throat.

Charlotte took another long sip of the dark heady wine before she licked the residual dark liquid from her lips. "Well, I find myself hopeful now, and somewhat intrigued. Consider this as me giving you your chance," she said easily before she leaned in and captured those black lips in a kiss. She wasn't quite sure what to expect but she gave it her all regardless, pressing the soft swell of her own lips against Alegra's hungrily, teeth nipping at her bottom lip begging for entrance slightly.



Lady Arachnia:
This was a kind of artform that Alegra excelled at thanks to her centuries of practice. This girl, while she was an interesting little enigma she was still like putty for the vampiress to mould as she desired, pushing her in the way she want and leading her on with sensual teases. She liked her prey always wanting more, getting a taste but never a full mouthful, not untill she knew they were hers at least. Alegra was a tease and a flirt... two things she didn't mind what so ever, it was all part of the game of cat and mouse. She'd let the girl take the lead for a while to build herself up but just as easily as she'd given it up she'd grasped the lead and taken it back, it was almost as though Charlotte wore a collar and leash already and her mistress was lightly pulling on it just enough to move her forward while giving the illusion that it had been Charlotte's choice.

Then their lips met Alegra pulled back just enough to get out of reach... and then she did the same thing a second time lingering just on the very edge of her plaything's touch... and then she pushed back to meet the other girls lips head on. Her lips were full, cold and moved expertly. She fought hard against Charlotte and met each of her movements. She denied the other girl entry and returned the nip with one sharp one of her own that would make her lip begin to trickle with blood. Her lips parted then to allow the other girls tongue to try and pass her lips, should she dare. If she tried Alegra would block Charlotte with her own tongue a few times to keep up the game before retreating and unbarring the way. All the while the two were kissing Alegra's right hand was on the back of the much younger girl's head and she lightly scratched the back of her scalp.



Translucentfeathers:
Alegra was torturing her, teasing and taunting Charlotte and making her want more. When the other woman began pulling back once, twice, leaving her wanting as those dark full lips lingered tantalizingly close, brushing hers. The sudden push forward threw her and it began a battle between them as she struggled to try and gain the upperhand, finding the other woman's moves blocking her, keeping her at bay. Charlotte was used to getting her way, to girls easily opening up and letting her take whatever she wanted to by now.

A gasp escaped her lips when she felt a sharp sliver of pain on her bottom lip and even felt a bit of blood trickling down. It took a bit of coaxing, their tongues fighting for entry until Alegra finally let her kiss her. It had her moaning softly against the other woman's mouth, the at the back of her scalp was holding her in place as one of Charlotte's hands came up to cling to the woman's shoulder, nail biting at her bare shoulder as she leaned in.

The fight for control during their kiss had her feeling weak, a small part of Charlotte felt like she had lost some sort of battle with this woman. She ignored the feeling, though, and continued to trace the contours of Alegra's mouth with her tongue, tip grazing the roof of her mouth, her teeth returning the harsh treatment to Alegra's lips she had been given by the other woman. Her grip tightened on Alegra's shoulder as she pressed in closer, moaning against her lips again.



Lady Arachnia:
Alegra held back for a moment and gave the girl a chance to explore her own mouth hungrily. She desperately craved more from Alegra and the vampire would only give it to her in small bursts making sure she never got every thing she wanted and there was always something else. After giving the girl her time to delve in to Alegra's mouth the exotic woman began to fight back. He tongue clashed and colided with Charlotte's for a while on her own ground before she pushed through and forced her way in to the younger's own. Her tongue flicked and almost vibratoed as she poked and tested the girls mouth... though that wasn't the main reason she'd done it. As soon as she'd pressed forward she got a good taste if the other girls blood and it sent her head swimming. My oh my this one tasted good, different to any one else she'd had before... Charlotte was unique and she was delicious. Alegra groaned lustfully in to the kiss as she let the liquid flow over her tongue and bit the lip another time so that more blood would escape. Her eyes were tight now and she let herself get lost in the moment of the kiss.

The hand on the back of Charlottes hair raked down her back and all the way down to her ample backside. She took a firm hold of the girls lower left cheek and then gave it a hard squeeze followed by a slap that came with more power than Alegra looked like she hand. The other hand began to saunter down the other's chest and across her larger breasts. Her hand crept lower and lower untill it was placed on the other girls inner thigh. Slowly Alegra began to massage the soft flesh there. She made sure her hand was close enough to the sweet sex between the other girls legs that she brushed against it now and then but far enough away to leave more to be desired.



Translucentfeathers:
Charlotte was overwhelmed by the aggressive nature of their kiss when Alegra began taking over, a soft moan slipping from her lips as her mouth was claimed by the aggressive woman. She felt slightly dominated as Alegra's mouth delved into her own and simply took what it wanted a sharp gasp cutting through the heated exchange when she felt the other woman's teeth close over the swell of her bottom lip for a secont time. There was a brief bit of pain and the metallic bitterness of blood slipped into the kiss, Alegra's heated moan in response vibrating through her to Charlotte's very core.

Those hands were roaming, the hard squeeze and slap to her ass was rough and had her jolting forward in shock. In a twisted way she wondered how much harder it would have been if her jeans hadn't buffered the strike, the thought left her moaning against those dark lips with want. Alegra's other hand had somehow traveled down her body to massage and press along her inner thigh, those long fingers teasing and occasionally brushing against her sex. It left her wanting, her hips shaking slightly as they rocked forward into the too light touches, begging for more, for a steady hand, a firm grip, something.

Charlotte felt her head begin to spin from lack of oxygen and she broke the kiss, wrenching herself away to pant harshly as she struggled to pull in the much needed air, chest rising and falling heavily as she drew and pushed out long deep breaths. She licked her lips, tongue tracing over the cut and any blood that had escaped. She wanted to apologize but the woman didn't seem all that bothered by the crimson liquid currently staining her lips. Charlotte knew some people got off on a little bloodplay and figured this exotic beauty must be one of them.

With a slight hum, her eyes traced over the woman in red in front of her before leaning back against the benchs high back. "Well...from that do you think you've found the right person?" She asked, eyes locking onto Alegra's as she referred to their previous discussion before they had basically physically assaulted one another in the bar booth.



Lady Arachnia:
Alegra, like many of her kind, often forgot about simple human things such as breathing and didn't even give a thought to the other's lack of oxygen. As soon as she saw Charlotte struggle for air and pull back Alegra just fixated her with a smirk. She sat back and pushed the girls glass of wine closer to wards her and then quickly topped it up. "Drink" she said cooly before answering the question. "Oh, I definitely think I have found exactly what I came here for" she started before giving a delibrate pause to leave her waiting. "If you're willing to let yourself go, do your best to keep be entertained and let me have my way with you then you're going to have the best night of your life."

Alegra moved back in towards her prey again then and pressed against her so that a breast slipped either side of Charlotte's left arm. One hand went back to scratching the back of the girls neck while the other rested back on the softspot she'd assaulted on Charlotte's inner thigh. This time though the vampiress walked her fingers up her toy's inner thigh and this time all the way to her clothed which she then decided to press against with her palm. She began to work her hand against the other girl in slow forceful circular motions while she stooped in and began to lightly run a tongue over the crook of Charlotte's neck. She bit it twice, hard nips that didn't quite break the skin. "What do you say? Are you mine?"



Translucentfeathers:
Charlotte took another sip of the wine, her eyes remaining decidedly on the dark woman in red next to her as she felt Alegra press forward, advancing and leaning into her space even more after a brief reprieve and permitting her a moment to breathe. The reassurance offered that Alegra had indeed found what she was looking for in Charlotte left her feeling like she was caught or rather cornered by a predator who was leering down at their prey. It was something she had never experienced before and she stared, the dark promises of it being the best night of her life causing her breath to catch in her throat.

The movements were no where near subtle after that. Charlotte's bare arm was pinned between a pair of ample breasts clothed in red, as her denim clad legs fell open slightly when she felt Alegra's hand drop between them, those teasing tan fingers walking up her inner thighs to brush against her jean clad sex before a firm palm settled over the apex of her thighs to press roughly, the grinding sensation offering delicious friction. Charlotte's hips rocked into the other woman's palm, a soft moan slipping from her lips at the sensation. There was a question though that Alegra asked and Charlotte felt herself become slightly uncertain at the possessive nature it had.

Are you mine?

Charlotte tilted her head back instinctively, her long black curls falling away, offering Alegra's mouth better access to the column of her throat, body trembling at the sharp graze of teeth against pale skin. "Yes...for the night," she finally responded, giving into her cravings and desires.
 
Alegra could see the girl's resolve crumbling away as every second that Alegra worked on her. She was like clay waiting to be sculpted by the vampire in to whatever she visioned. She almost laughed aloud though when she heared the woman add those last words "For the night". The whole thing was so absurd, the fact that this girl really though that this was just for one night then she was sadly mistaken. The only way that this was going to be simply for one night was if Alegra was thoroughly unimpressed... and hopefully for Charlotte that wasn't the case. Alegra had lost controll of herself plenty of times when feeding and finding her meal particularly tedious. The exotic creature had other plans for this one though and simply smirked. "For the night" she repeated with an amused expression on her face... for this night and all those to come."

She'd given in though, more or less, and Alegra thought she could let the girl have a night she'd truly remember... well an experience. With the kiss came a hazy memory for the reciever, it was one of the way her kind stayed hidden. They woke and remember only bits and pieces with a sense of unrivaled satisfaction from the night before. Not only that but most woke with a feeling of desperation... an urge to feel that high that had no rival. Alegra raised her hand and dipped it in to Charlotte's clothes now and below the life line as a flash of white followed by a streak of scarlet filled her vision. Alegra's fangs were out and embedded in to the girls neck. There wasn't the pain one expected but the feeling of intense euphoria. Her fangs were out almost as quickly as they went in and her tongue began to mop up the desired crimson liquid. All the while her hand dug deeper and searched for the girls bare sex, ready to take her to a new level.
 
Charlotte stared as Alegra laughed openly, feeling as though she had missed the joke in their exchange. Her dark grey blue eyes focused on the dangerous, exotic woman next to her, as she lifted a pale hand reaching up to tuck some of the black curls back behind an ear while biting her bottom lip, teeth toying with her piercing as the other woman repeated her own words. It was slightly disconcerting the way Alegra almost seemed amused by their exchange and before she could ask the other woman's hand had slipped down below the waistline of her jeans underneath the denim.

A sharp gasp slipped out of her lips as the wandering hand moving down over her heated flesh as her hips arched into those long fingers, her movements trying to coax her hand to dip lower. There was a flash of movement and suddenly Alegra's head was ducked over her throat, those black painted lips sealing over her skin. There was a sharp flare of pain that seemed to pierce over her neck and caused her to arch, body writhing under Alegra's form. The pain quickly disappeared and was replaced by a rush of pleasure that struck her almost immediately as she just felt bliss course through her veins.

Charlotte's head fell back against the booth seat, offering as much of her throat to Alegra as she could while she began panting desperately. A hand came up to tangle in Alegra's hair as she whimpered, desperate for more, all the while trying to ignore the heavy thrum of the club around them. "A-Alegra," managed to get out around a breathless moan. "Please, we should go somewhere else, anywhere else." Charlotte couldn't think of doing much more than getting somewhere private.
 
Maybe they should have gone some where else but right now Alegra wasn't even considering that, she was just focussing on the moment, she'd chosen this booth for a reason and in this kind of bar a bit of intimacy and neck kissing was to be expected. She brushed off her pet's words and tried to shut her up by placing two of her cold fingers over the girls sensitive nub and gently brushing them over it in a clock wise motion. Her lips locked on to Charlotte's neck and she began to suck hard, drawing more and more of that delicious blood out of her. She gave a moan against the others skin followed by a whimper as though she were getting some kind of sexual gratification from this. Alegra was right, this girl was delicious and she could taste the essence of the wine she'd drank in the liquid. She tasted unique, far different then any of the cattle she'd had before, better than almost anything she'd had before. Her eyes closed as she continued to draw more out and her fingers picked up in their intensity. She managed to regain enough controll to keep her thoughts clear though and all she could think was 'Oh no, Charlotte, you're not getting away from me, you are mine.' though the words remained in her head.

As Alegra worked her fingers pressed harder on her clitoris and eventually began moving far faster than any human would have been able to. She wanted to draw the girl deeper in to her pleasures and leave her desperate and close to the edge. She wanted the girl to be eager and craving more before she took her any where. She could feel the moisture on her fingers and once she was confident the girl was getting closer to her peak she drew back a little and hovered over the entrace for a moment. He fingers dabbled and probed the entrace several times before she pulled them back. As they left Charlotte she pulled her head back and licked away the two bite marks on the girls neck so that they vanished. Charlotte would be able to see a trail of crimson dribbling down her lip and on to her chin for a moment before that long tongue extended to clear it up. She could what kind of state she'd be in now and she was eager to resume what they'd started... and to get some satisfaction of her own. She held out her fingers that were still dripping with the other girls moisture. "Clean me up and we'll go, Charlotte" she whispered cooly.
 
Charlotte let out a choked whimper at the ministrations she was being put through, her hand knotting in Alegra's dark hair as her body felt positively awashed with the sensations currently racing through her. Those teasing cool fingers had her hips arching into them, their pace picking up to an inhuman speed as she gasped, her mind too far gone with that tempting pleasure high she was chasing to notice anything more than the bliss Alegra was bringing her to. With a choked noise she continued to leave her head laying back, offering her throat to the woman who seemed to be devouring her, sucking her very life essence out of the skin and flesh she was biting down on.

Charlotte felt herself slipping closer to the edge, her release so close she could almost taste it, reach out and grasp the edges of it. Suddenly though, the vampires fingers lifted off her clit and her eyes flew open from the shock of their absence. They were not gone for long though, pressing and teasing at her entrance as they dabbled in her warmth there. They never breached into her though, and Charlotte felt teased, edged in a way that had her desperately arching her hips up even as Alegra withdrew her hand.

Charlotte's gaze was suddenly filled with the exotic temptress' face and her eyes widened when she saw what could only be blood dripping down those black lips in a crimson trail over Alegra's chin. With a noise of shock she brought her free hand up to the area Alegra had been biting, suckling and licking only moments before when she felt herself pause, not finding a wound. When she glanced back up the red liquid was gone from her face as if it had never been there, the dark woman was licking her painted lips though and it had Charlotte swallowing weakly, her own tongue and teeth toying with the small silver hoop on the right side of her bottom lip. Perhaps the wine had left her seeing things, imagining something that wasn't there, regardless, Charlotte was still left wanting and aroused.

Charlotte heard the words that sounded distant and cold, a brief command directing her to clean Alegra's fingers off so they could go, and Charlotte could think of nothing more than her desire to leave this place and get somewhere private where they could finish the high she was still teetering on. Leaning forward she wrapped her lips around the woman's tan fingers, her tongue offering what attention she could to the damp digits, swirling hungrily around them as she sucked them into her warm wet mouth. Charlotte continued to suckle her own taste off of those long expert fingers before pulling back once they were completely clean from her own arousal, tongue darting out to swipe one more time appreciatively over the pads of them before she glanced at Alegra, arching an eyebrow at the woman as if to ask if she wad satisfied now.
 
Oh she was an eager one wasn't she? To Alegra's nose the scent of Charlotte's arousal was strong and sweet, it excited her and made the hunter want more. When she watched the girl go to work on cleaning her own nectar from Alegra's fingers she simply smiled at her, she lapped away hungrily. Those cool eyes remained locked on to Charlotte while she completed her task. The contrast in their temperatures were vast and her fingers would be ice cold inside the other's mouth. When she finished and gave her final lick Alegra lightly carressed the girls cheek. "I think you've done well, you really are eager to spend the night with me aren't you? Up, you get then, let's go." Alegra gestured with her hand for the other to stand up as you would a pet you'd trained. Alegra though stood up herself and moved just a step behind the other. "Stay with me." she whispered.

Alegra placed one hand over Charlotte's right buttock and took a firm hold so that she could use that to steer the girl exactly where she wanted. On their way out of the club Alegra directed them both through the mass of bodies and it was almost as though they faded through the groups as mist. Once they were outside the sting of the icy winds would bit them, Alegra though, despite what she was wearing, didn't so much as flinch at it. The woman walked at a merciless pace and thanks to her solid hold on Charlotte the girl had no choice but to keep up. They kept up this relentless speed for around fifteen monutes before Alegra started to slow down. Throughout their walk she gave several pinches and squeezes on the girls behind to amuse herself. When they stopped they were at a set of luxirous apartments and then minutes later they'd ascended the elevator and made their way inside room number 252 close to the top of the building. When the door opened Alegra delivered a spank that landed far harder than a girl of her size should have been able to hit.

The appartment was lavish and oozed wealth, everything from the paintings on the wall to the leather sofas and dark oak table. "You're wearing far too much. my dear, I yearn to see what kind of small clothes you wear underneath." she said as cool as ice. Alegra then walked past her and slid down on to a rather comfortable large black leather armchair. She held a hand out to indicate that Charlotte should stay standing... she was eager to get the view she sought.
 
Charlotte felt Alegra's firm hand tighten and close over the right cheek of her rear and it had her gasping slightly as she was manhandled and forced into walking at a quick pace, guided through the crowds of the club to the streets outside. It was a chilly night, the cold winter air casting a noticeable frigid contrast compared to the sweltering almost smothering heat of the club they came from. The slight shiver that coursed through her though left her unsure as to what it's origin was, whether it was the wind or the way Alegra was controlling her.

It wasn't long before they reached a large apartment building, the area and locale spoke of a blood too rich for anything she could afford. As she was brought into the elevator, Charlotte tried to repressed the slight tremors or jumps whenever those sunkissed fingers dug into the tender denim clad flesh of her backside, and she chewed on her bottom lip, tongue tooling with the silver lip ring as she tried to keep silent and still, holding in the shocked reactions as best she could.

The apartment was-it was simply beautiful. Dark rich leathers, thick solid wood furnishings, gorgeous exquisite artwork...Charlotte yelped at the sharp spank that had her body jolting away from the exotic woman, her dark grey-blue eyes narrowing slightly as her mouth twisted into an unsure frown. This place, this woman, why was she here? Charlotte didn't fit into a place like this and felt almost unworthy of such a lavish host. Her brow furrowed at the thought, dismissing it almost as easily as it had brandishee through her mind. If Alegra had wanted one of the prim, gorgeous plastic beauty queens she would have taken one of them but instead she had chosen Charlotte for the evening and it had her eyes glancing up to lock onto the other woman's for a moment.

The words coming fron Alegra's mouth were a thinly veiled order, one she recognized immediately and had to bite down hard on her lip to keep from countering back a playful retort. Her pale hands fell to the fastenings of the skin tight frayed and hole filled denim that hung low on her hips, easily slipping the button free and the zipper down as she let them sink to the ground and pool around her ankles. Her hands rose up next to tug the snug black tank top off of her torso, letting it join her jeans at the floor as she shifted her feet free from the boots and little socks she wore. Charlotte stood, comoletely bare before Alegra, save only for the bracelets that wrapped around her wrists, the piercings on her ears, lip and belly button. The nipple piercings were hidden, tucked beneath the soft silken fabric of the simple black bra she wore. It had a bit of dark lace lining where it wrapped around her ribcage but was otherwise undecorated and it matched the black low rise panties she wore in material and simplistic style, the dark fabric contrasting sharply with her pale skin.

She combed a hand through the mass of dark black curls that fell around her face and shoulders, smoothing them back so she could meet Alegra's gaze head on. She felt open defiance or a power struggle with this woman may not end in a way Charlotte was hoping for so she bit her tongue for now and waited to see what the exotic womans response to her compliance would be.
 
Alegra gave an appreciative wolf whistle when the girl began to strip for her, she liked what she saw. The huntress could see the internal struggle that seemed to be happening within Charlotte's mind. She was genuinely surprised at how clear everything was for her, she knew the effects of the kiss would still be effecting the girl though, keeping her in that blissful state... though she also knew she wasn't finished. To truly get the girl to that height of human plasure she needed to relieve her toy of more of her blood. Taking more blood was exactly what Alegra was planning to do though, being as old as she was, she had patience. Alegra liked the game, the whole situation and scenario. She wanted this girl to remain on the hook tonight and not to see Alegra's true colours, the first time she came back it would be out of desperation for more. After that she'd still be hooked and need more but... even if she never the girl wouldn't have a choice in the matter. Alegra considered for a while then just how she wanted this night to go, she wanted to test the girls mind and obediance more than pushing her body, that could come later. Charlotte might become very important and vital to Alegra's unlife so she need to make sure she wasn't making a mistake.

Her eyes kept the contact of Charlottes while she left her stood there awaiting Alegra. "Now... Aren't. You. Just. Delicious" Her words came with delibrate pauses which let her drag on each word and elaborate on them. She began to curl her index finger then in a come hither motion to call Charlotte over to her. After a few more moments she slowly began to slide her legs apart to reveal a view up her dress that Charlotte had likely been craving. Beneath them she wore a very elaborate silky laced thong. "I think, dear, you owe me a little entertainment of my own, don't you?" She gave the material two soft pats to try and draw Charlotte in closers. She said no more, Alegra wasn't in the habbit of spoonfeeding her partners everything, she liked a girl with initative.
 
The drawn out words Alegra spoke had Charlotte shivering, an unexpected and uncharacteristic rose hued blush racing over her pale cheeks and neck. The dark haired girl couldn't quite put her finger on exactly what caused her to react this way around the other woman. Charlotte had grown accustomed to being the one who would tease someone to the point of begging to find a private place, using her strength to manhandle and manuever her partners; she was more used to the role of being the one sitting in the chair and crooking her finger. The fact that she was on the opposite end of all of this was not nearly as unsettling as rhe fact that she found herself enjoying it.

Her lips twisted into a small smile when Alegra merely spread her legs and motioned to the apex between her thighs rather than issuing a specific command or order. Charlotte approached slowly before she leaned over the chair, pale hands coming to rest on the woman's knees as she leaned in to steal another heated kiss from those black painted lips, nipping sharply at the swell of Alegra's bottom lip. Her warm hands smoothed up over the long lean thighs of the woman in the chair even as Charlotte slipped her mouth down, lips tracing the edge of the exotic woman's jaw before pressing hot open mouthed kisses across Alegra's slender neck.

When her hands finally made it to Alegra's hips, she used one to push the fabric of the red dress away, the other reached forward to press against the delicate fabric of the other woman's sex in circular motions for a few swipes before dipping beneath the delicate material. Charlotte's mouth continued its decent downwards, teeth grazing over the neckline of the strapless dress before she pressed heated kisses over each clothed breast, closing her teeth over portions of the fabric and dragging them sharply enough to be felt dully beneath the material without causing the dress harm. When Charlotte's mouth were somewhere around Alegra's navel she pulled back, withdrawing her fingers before dragging the silken thong down her thighs to fall around the woman's ankles before licking her lipd and tucking her head between those long legs and under the hem of the red dress.

Charlotte's tongue dragged heatedly over the woman's delicate folds before finding the bundle of nerves to press against before flicking gently in quick rough swipes. She leaned in closer, pressing her face against the exotic woman's sex before she exchanged the flicks of her tongue to seal her lips over the woman's clit and suckle and graze her teeth delicately over it. After a few moments she flattened her tongue returning to long languid strokes over the center of her folds, tongue occasionally dipping into Alegra to swirl around hungrily.
 
Good, Charlotte was on her way to doing exactly what Alegra had wanted her to. It seemed her desire had won out over any of her usual reactions and the vampiress could tell that this girl struggled to find herself not in power. Alegra was glad, it was far more satisfying watching some one who normally put themselves high and mighty believing themselves to be in charge fall below another. If Charlotte proved to be everything Alegra wanted and survived long enough she would learn her place entirely. She could almost see the human girls future dressed up in erotic clothes just as Alegra would command her, trapped up against the wall with one of her strong hands wrapped around her throat and pinning her there, blood dribbling down her collar. She'd end up desperate and obediant, needy for every and all of Alegras attention.

Charlotte tried to gain a bit of her power back then by biting her cold lip, though she didn't disuade her. Alegra simply met her kiss just as firecly. When the kisses began to work their way down her she gave her you another sly smirk. Soon enough her thongs were removed and the girl was emboldened, moving towards her sweet sex. The honey like smell would be apparent as soon as she went down, her kind had strong scents than humans and their juices often came more frequently. She was already moist and the thongs would be soaked. Every touch sent shocks of pleasure through her though Alegra made sure not to respond. If Charlotte was paying attention she might notice Alegra, caught up in the moment, had forgotten to keep breathing. As soon as the girl got a taste of her nether region she gave a soft hiss, knowing the human girl would find the taste potent and addictive. After the first assaulot on her clit Charlotte would find Alegra's right hand wound tightly in her hair with a grip that was likely painful. She pulled her pet closer so that she couldn't pull away even if she wanted. When the swiping and probing came to her entrance then she'd involuntry buck her hips several times in tandem with the tongue movements.
 
Charlotte moaned around the warm sweet scent and taste of the other woman's sex, the feel of the painful grip of Alegra clawing at her hair as she was forced against the woman, unable to push back or pull away. Not that she wanted to.

She could feel Alegra's sex grow more wet from arousal and she eagerly began devouring and lapping up all that she could of the other woman, her lips and tongue following the bucking sensations of those tempting hips. Charlotte's hands came up, sliding in and down along those long lean thighs to spread the woman's legs further apart, forcing the red fabric of her dress to ride up and allow Charlotte better access to the sweetness between her legs.

It was intoxicating and from the mixture of the exoctic woman above her silent reactions and her forcing Charlotte against her, mingling with the thrusting movements of Alegra's hips and Charlotte's own arousal, she found herself craving to bring about the other woman's orgasm. Working her tongue in as deeply as she could she twisted the slick firm muscle within the tight walls of Alegra's sex, before withdrawing from her thrusting motions to lap at her entrance and refocus her attentions on the woman's clit, suckling the bud of nerves and alternating between flicking it with her tongue and grazing the sensitive flesh with her teeth.

One of Charlotte's hands worked free and slipped up, a single finger toying with Alegra's entrance to become wet with the other woman's arousal before it began thrusting into her tight sex, curling with each withdraw before she added a second, picking up her pace and essentially fucking the woman with her fingers as her mouth remained sealed over Alegra's clit, focused on driving the vampire over the edge.
 
Alegra maintained the tight grip that her fingers had on the other girls dark locks despite the work she was doing. The hold continued to make sure that her pet's face was stuck against her own cunt... though it wasn't as though Charlotted looked like she'd rather be any where else. Alegra still juddered and flinched every few seconds though she remained almost silent, one of her traits. It took a lot to really get noises out of her and this kind of action was unlikely to do it. Despite that though the vampiress definitely enjoyed this, it was clear that Charlotte had some experience in cunnilingus and in her eyes that was always a benefit. She was considerably moist now and she knew the taste would be flooding her toy's senses. Her hips bucked several times as she thought about just how sticky the girl's face was likely getting.

Eventually she released the hold she had on the girl and used that same hand to deliver a hard slap to her left cheek. "I'm hoping you can keep up with my needs." she called to her in that foreign soft voice. Her legs came up then to wrap around Charlotte's head and once again pin her in to place. The vampire put her hands by her sides then to prop herself up so that Alegra could roll her hips more and grind her nether region in to Charlotte's face.
 
Charlotte took a few deep breaths when Alegra's firm grip on her hair loosened and she permitted her to move back a bit. The stinging slap came as a bit of a shock though and had her eyes widening at the sharp flare of pain, feeling her own arousal rising from the mix of pain, the taste of Alegra's arousal on her tongue had her mouth watering. Suddenly, those long gorgeous legs were at her shoulders, wrapping around her head and forcing her back down, back into the depths of the exotic woman's sex. The taunting, teasing words about hoping Alegra would be enough for her needs she took as a challenge.

When Charlotte felt the other woman using her free hands to lift her hips up, the legs locked around her and pinning her in place allowing Alegra to grind against her face had her moaning. The sweet, dripping wetness was getting smeared over her lips, her chin, dampening her face and Charlotte's pale hands slipped up to curve around the firm smooth swells of her ass, yanking Alegra closer to truly have a deeper taste. She thrust her tongue into the slick folds of her entrance, twisting the appendage mercilessly, curving and swirling it as deeply as she could, all the while trying to drag the woman in closer. Charlotte nosed at the tight bundle of nerve endings that was the exotic dark woman's clit, applying pressure before sliding her tongue away to bite and lap at the sensitive bud hungrily. She kept her motions quick and hard, moving from one spot then back down again before returning, devouring Alegra as best she could, lapping up all the moist arousal she could as her teeth grazed over sensitive flesh.
 
Alegra originally had every intention of pulling the girl away and stopping her well before she found herself close to any kind of climax. As it was though she surprisingly found herself drawn in to Charlotte's actions and every time she made to seperate them something stopped her. She was curious just how this girl worked and if she could really got her off. A delicious taste was a good enough reason for keeping this one around but... if they were useful, if they could sate Alegra's desires in other ways then, well that was just a bonus wasn't it? She felt the hands on her backside and was dragged a little closer towards her pet. Alegra's cunt was practically being devoured in the vicious onslaught Charlotte was delivering. She squirmed a little and struggled to remain her composure thoughout though she made sure to remain elegant and retain her dignity. She let out several slight moans to indicate her appreciated but those were the only sounds she made, Alegra didn't even sweat. Soon enough though when the battle returned to her clitoris her body began to shudder violently as she experienced a completely mute, violent orgasm. A torrent of nectar flushed out of her nether region and washed over the other girl. Alegra refused to unclamp her legs as she rode the after tremors of her orgasm and instead forced her to remain trapped within her sticky juices. It was just a small thing but something she did to indicate Charlotte was there at her pleasure and the vampires eyes locked on to her the whole time.

It was only after a minute or so of keeping her toy trapped did her long legs unwind. She pushed Charlotte away with her right foot and pulled her red dress back down, the only signs of what had just happened would be the glistening on her smooth thighs from the mixture of her own mess and Charlotte's saliva. She stood up then alarmingly fast and placed a soft hand under Charlotte's chin. She took a grip of neck then, enough so that her nails dug in but not so that it would really hurt. She used the grip to guide the human girl to her feet so that she would face Alegra and then flashed her a quick smirk. The hand left her throat then only to take hold of the back of her neck in a vice like fashion so that she could spin the much younger woman around. As soon as she had she shoved her forward so that she'd end up with her upper half sprawled over the oak table with Alegra behind binning her against it with both her body against Charlotte's rear and the hand on her neck. She placed a foot on the inside of both of the human's leggs then and slowly opened them so that she could spread the girl apart. "I hope you can keep up with my needs." she repeated in a rather vague voice that had a playful edge to it.
 
Charlotte felt Alegra's reactions more than heard them, though her dark blue eyes glanced upwards from where she was settled between the woman's legs. She had been with quiet partners before, women who would scream silently, ones who never made a noise no matter what throes of ecstacy Charlotte put them through. Alegra was different though, her almost stoic and dignified reactions held a formal almost regal air to them as if she wasn't expecting to get off. The soft, subtle moans that Charlotte finally coaxed from the exotic woman, encouraged her and when she finally felt the woman shudder, legs flexing tightly around her head as the woman orgasmed? A spike of arousal swept through her own pale body where she knelt between those spread legs. Her nails dug into the fabric covering the swell of Alegra's firm buttocks as she felt the woman ride out the waves of her orgasm against Charlotte's face and she took whatever Alegra's sex offered her willingly. The dark haired girl lapped up the woman's release, drinking her in deeply as she locked eyes with the Alegra, cleaning her nether regions of any of the sweet succulent nectar she could find with an eager tongue.

When she finally felt those long, tan legs release her head, Charlotte fell back a little, leaning back to catch her breath, chest rising and falling as she sucked in precious oxygen. The young woman licked her lips clean idly as she watched the other lower her red dress. Suddenly, almost before Charlotte was aware of what was happening there was a hand, under her chin before it slipped back tk wrap around her throat, forcing her to her feet. Charlotte's eyes widened at the way her neck had been grabbed and used to manuever her, a slight blush staining her pale cheeks when the nails sank in just enough to cause a sharp contrast to the arousal she felt. It was becoming evident to herself at least that she enjoyed the rough handling more than she initially thought she would.

When that slender hand slipped around the back of her neck, the nearly naked girl found herself being spun around and shoved against a large, heavy wooden table that had been behind her. A gasp was ripped from Charlotte's lips at the feeling of Alegra's hand pinning her down by the nape of her neck, the press of the firm body behind her against the curve of the young woman's ass had her hands splaying on the table as desire coursed through her. Charlotte wanted to grind her hips back, to coax the woman into thrusting and rutting against her hips still clad in the delicate black pantkes.

Charlotte's legs were being spread and a soft moan escaped her lips, fingers curling over the wood as she searched for purchase on the smooth surface. She swallowed slightly, a wave of nervousness along with the heat sweeping through her at the cold repeated words. It was as if she had a standard she was expected to uphold, some sort of requirement that Alegra wanted her to meet. The pale young woman squirmed against the cool oak wood as she slowly realized in this vulnerable position she was ultimately at Alegra's mercy.
 
Alegra's legs continued to slide open slowly and effortlesly along the laminated flooring which forced Charlottes legs further and further apart. She didn't stop untill the girl was spread wide and Alegra could tell theat she'd be struggling not to slip any further in a rather awkward position. "You're not going to move them." Alegra told the girl while she raked her nails up one of the other's inner thighs. Her hand went to grip on to the soft black panties her toy was still wearing and she tugged at them teasingly for a moment. "Stay still." she repeated in a way one would to a small child. She then began to pull so that the fabrice began to tear easily in her hands. Seconds later she had a hold of the ruined material in her hand and she quickly inspected them... the state of Charlotte's arrousal was obvious on them. The pressure still remained on the back of the teen's neck to make sure that, even if she tried, she wouldn't be moving much. Alegra then reached around and forcefully stuffed the remnants of Charlotte's own underwear in to her mouth. "Suck on them and don't move. I will be dissapointed in you if you move." Alegras voice was as soft as always but she made sure that commanding presence washed over Charlotte.

She could tell exactly what Charlotte wanted then, she could smell it. Her left hand pulled back and then delivered a hard slap to her bare rump, harder than she had all night and this time without the layers of clothing to protect her. Instantly this would leave a bright red burning hand print on the girl. Alegra gave her just seconds to think about it before another came. The vampiress couldn't help but lick her lips then as though in anticipation. She was hungry and eager to properly taste this girl again but... it was all about the game, she didn't like to skip that part. She stood on the balls of her feet in her red dress as she looked down at the smaller female, there was something satisfying about being almost fully clothed around some harlot without any. One hand took a hold of Charlotte's hip then as she started to thrust hard against the girls backside, grinding in to her as though she were fucking her with some toy. Each thrust came hard and would slam Charlotte in to the table and make it slide a little across the floor. "Don't move." she said once more in between her thrusting. The hand which held on to the other's hip used the hold to pull her back against the vampiress every time she thrust forward and every ten or eleven thrusts she spanked the teen again. "Is this how you imagined your night to go? Spread over some strange woman's desk while she fucks you as though you're some kind of... bitch?" Bitch was such a vulgar word compared to every thing else Alegra had said that night and the contrast of it made it stand out, it sounded as though it shouldn't come from those soft lips.
 
Charlotte felt her legs get spread further apart to the point that the stretch was slightly uncomfortable and it took her focus to keep herself straight, fingers curling around the edge and corner of the desk to help keep her upright. The blatant demand that she not move left a tiny tremor slipping through her pale form, the nails clawing up her inner thigh pulling a soft moan from her lips. Charlotte clung to the oak table when she felt the panties on her hips getting ripped off, the soft material shredding in Alegra's hand. Charlotte focused on keeping her head still, eyes forward so she wouldn't be tempted to look back and see what the other woman was doing with the cloth. Suddenly the black fabric was being pressed into her lips as a makeshift gag and the order for her to suck on the fabric had a muffled moan working its way out around the delicate material but she complied, doing as the other woman asked.

The sharp spank across her backside had her body jolting forward from the sheer force of it and it wrenched a startled cry from Charlotte's throat. The second strike had her eyes sliding shut as she focused on breathing in and out through her nose. She knew her pale skin would hold the bright red marks of Alegra's hand print for a while and it made resisting the desire to squirm difficult. Her fingers tightened their grip on the wood when the first eager thrust came from behind her, the hand at her neck still pinning her down. Charlotte gasped, and then Alegra's free hand was gripping her hip when a series of rough, brutal grinds and thrusts began assaulting her spread sex. The cloth covering Alegra's own hips added texture and the young woman's teeth bore down on the fabric in her mouth at the pleasurable pain she was experiencing under the unrelenting thrusts. Charlotte knew her hips woukd be bruised come morning from the rough treatment as she was forced against the edge of the table she was folded over but she didn't care. All she could focus on was the expert rutting of those hips against hers as the exotic woman behind her ground into her forcefully, arousal spiking through Charlotte with each thrust.

The words in her ear had her moaning, shaking her head briefly in response as her mouth was full of the strips of fabric that once had been her panties. Never in a million years would she have thought to find herself in this situation, at the mercy of an exotic temptress who was manhandling and forcing Charlotte to bend to her desires. The use of the derogatory word had her eyes flying open, even as the table jutted forward again, her body trembling with it's desire to move and thrust back, to arch into thse delicious movements. The insulting term did nothing to deter Charlotte's arousal, in fact the filthy, vulgar word made the woman behind her seem even more intense, more commanding with Allegra's rare usage of such foul language intensifying the moment she chose to fo so. A sharp cry, muffled around her wet makeshift gag echoed when she was subjected to a particularly painful but equally arousing and pleasurable thrust.
 
Mere childs play was all this was to Alegra, she'd learned this game in her infancy and by now she'd mastered it. There was something erotic and exhilerating about being able to controll another so easily just as she was right now. Her sqift thrusting continued against the fully revealed cunt of Charlotte for close to a minute, enough to get her worked up at least. Nails would dig in to her hip the entire time though it wasn't hard enough to break the skin. Eventually though her movements began to slow and come far more sporadically... untill eventually they dwindled away. "You've left some of your filth on my dress..." she called in an unamused voice. Alegra looked down to examine the wet patch on the front of her dress now and then simply gave her another solid spank. "What you say now is Sorry Miss Alegra each time I hit you." As soon as she finished speaking she delivered another to the same cheek. Her hits continued then with around three seconds between each that alternated between which buttock they hit. Alegra never hit the same spot twice, once was enough to make it light up a rosey red colour. She peppered her hits around to engulf her whole backside in red along with the top of her thighs. She stopped at ten per cheeck and finished up with two strikes to the damp sweet spot between her thighs. She knew the girl wouldn't really be able to speak with her gag in but... she could try. "There there, I think you've been good enough to jearn some of my fingers... don't you?"
 
Charlotte's fingers curled around the edge of the table, the white knuckled grip tightening as she felt those nails dig into the pale skin of her hips as she struggled to hold still, to not move under the rough grinding and intense thrusting she was being subjected to. It felt wonderful though, the near violent impact her exposed cunt was being subjected to and she wanted nothing more than to thrust her hips back but she bit her down on the inside of her cheek, focusing on breathing. The motions slowed, tapering off to nothing and she was left aroused and aching, swallowing back a moan. When she heard Alegra's words, Charlotte blushes shamefully, body jerking violently when one of the exotic woman's hands came down across her rear with a sharp smack. She struggled to apologize against the makeshift gag after each blow though her words were coming out muffled and desperate. The strikes against her pale flesh left red handprints across the swell of her ass cheeks and she let out a strangled cry when that hand slapped across her dampening center, the pleasure pain of having her sex spanked leaving her breathless.

She heard the question that was teetering on the line of an offer and Charlotte whimpered out a yes with a shaky nod, breath coming in and out of her nose quickly as she wanted desperately some sort of release of the pleasure and edging that had been rising steadily to the peak she was currently teetering on since that first slide of Alegra's hands over her body when they danced
 
Poor Charlotte... Alegra still wasn't done toying with the poor girl. It seemed as though she delibreately was avoiding stimulating the human girl enough to properly get her off. It was as though Alegra's goal right now was to just leave her desperate on the edge of an elusive climax. The vampires hand carressed lightly along the girls buttocks and then found their way to the valley between them. She slid slowly down the crevice towards the girls cunt and stroked against it several times in a very slow delibreate manner so that she could coat her fingers. They then began to trace the middle line back upwards and settled against the tight pucker of Charlotte's butt. She slowly began to press two fingers against it to open it and start to slip them inside. "You will only get one orgasm from me tonight... but it will be the best one you have ever had, I don't give out seconds. If you can't controll yourself and lose your focus before then... well you miss out, I will be done. If you'd rather a quick cheap thrill now then feel free to touch yourself. Otherwise, my dear, start pushing those hips back against me and force your delivious backside down around my fingers."
 
Charlotte felt those long, dangerous fingers slip low, the gentle caresses against the abused sensitve skin causing her to whimper softly as she glanced back, over her shoulder through the dark curls that had fallen over her face to the woman behind her. Her eyes were wide, breathing heavy as she felt the fingers dipped into the wet folds before trailing upwards to tease against her puckered entrance. The sharp gasp that was dragged from her lips came from the steady pressure of those two fingers beginning to push inside of the tight ring of muscle as she felt herself clench involuntarily around the slick digits. Charlotte's eyes flutter shut, listening to her options, the choices she was given and struggling to decide what to do.

A part of her wanted release, wanted to simply give in and reach down between her own legs and supply herself with an orgasm. She wanted to simply take what she wanted, give herself what she needed-to regain some sense of control. On the other hand, the slow aching burn from being edged, the shocking thrill she felt from being controlled was weighing heavily on her psyche, tempting her to just give up the reigns this once, to allow this woman to further dominate her and deliver on that promise. It only took a moment, a mere second before her mind was made up, determination settling into her as her eyes opened slowly and latching onto Alegra's. She gave the woman a defiant, challenging look, daring the exotic beauty to keep the promise as she began pushing her hips back onto the exotic woman's fingers, a soft muffled groan escaping her throat at the slow stretch and burn.
 
Alegra watched the whole thing unfold infront of her like some kind of a play. When Charlotte looked back at her, Alegra's fingers still protruding the girls backside that look of enjoyment that was etched in to the vampires face and that teasing grin spread across her mouth. She let the girl make eye contact and fixed her with a forcussed etermined look, half hidden by her smile. The girl didn't even try to speak through her undergarments this time that still clogged her mouth. Instead their conversation was entirely silent but the exotic woman understood every word of it. Eventually it looked like she came to the conclusion that she wanted to see exactly what Alegra could give her and the vampire could practically feel the hook that Charlotte was already snared on sink deeper. "Look at me while you lower down and fuck my fingers." Alegra once again used such a harsh word to contradict her exotic uppclass appearance. As her toy began to slowly slid herself down on to Alegra's digits.

The vampiress gave her hand a slight push when Charlotte had just about lowered herself all the way on to those two long ice cold fingers that she'd held out for her. "Well, go on, ride them."she ordered as though surprised she hadn't done so already. The tall woman leaned over the considerably shorter girl then and wrapped her left hand tightly around her neck. It was enough to make breathing difficult but not enough to stop her breathing all together. "You're going to earn this orgasm, dear Charlotte. Come on." she urged before leaning in once more so that she could mash her tundra-like lips against the warm ones that belonged to her companion.
 
The feeling of those long fingers firmly seating themselves within her left Charlotte panting, the burn and stretch at the intrusion has the muscles clamping down tighter at the cold digits as she struggled to focus. She shuddered as the woman commanded her to keep her gaze focused on Alegra while she fucked herself back on the impeding digits. Swallowing back a moan she continued to hold Alegra's gaze as she began to roll her hips back and forth, body trembling as she did.

A firm, cool hand came down to close over her neck, Alegra was gripping her throat tightly, causing Charlotte to gasp through the gag, wanting nothing more than to free herself from the wretched fabric so she could cry out, beg, scream even. When Alegra came down to kiss her she groaned, feeling those cold lips press against hers as those two fingers remainef steadfast, Charlotte's hipps rocking back against them with abandon as she whimpered her need.

Charlotte's head began to spin, the cutting off and limiting of her oxygen from the gag, the kiss and the tight hand at her throat had her teetering on the edge of consciousness. Unable to manage much longer without blacking out and she felt a tremor of fear race through her at the thought of doing so, of failing, of disappointing the woman currently draped across her back.

Charlotte wrenched her mouth away from Alegra's as one of her free hands came up and freed her mouth from the gag, spitting out the cloth and sucking in a sharp, gasping breath as she moaned. Charlotte's breathing was still restricted from the firm grip at her neck and the grip had her whimpring as she continued to fuck herself back against those fingers with quickening thrusts.
 
As the two kissed Alegra could taste the saliva that had mixed with the human's juices through the fabric within her mouth. When she felt the human struggling for breath she just forced her to carry on, pushing her past her comfort zone and on the brink of worry. Eventually though she let them both seperate and allowed her human plaything to rid herselves of the fabric when it became too much. "Better?" she asked without really caring for an answer. Still though Alegra kept her fingers locked around Charlotte's throat, she wasn't getting away unless Alegra let her even if she tried. Alegra gave a cold laugh when she saw the other desperately start sucking in all the oxygen that she possiblt could. "You're about to get my tongue... make the most of it, worship it, you'd hate for me to feel I wasn't appreciated." Her voice was like velvet then as it washed over Charlotte and then she moved in, extended her tongue and forcibly pushed it in to her mouth, wondering what she'd do with it. That was also the exact second that she decided to assist Charlotte's actions. Her fingers began to slider in and out of Charlotte's tight rear entrance and within twenty seconds she was moving inhumanly quick. All the while Alegra kept her legs pressed against the smaller girls own and her lower region against one of the soft buttocks.
 
Charlotte gave the other woman a shakey nod at Alegra's question, though a part of her was almost certain even if it had been a no that the other woman wouldn't have cared. She heard the prompting, the warning, a soft noise startled noise escaping her mouth when she suddenly felt Alegra's lips against hers, the long, slick appendage getting forced into her mouth. Moaning, Charlotte began to suckle on it, her own warm tongue wrapping around it, sliding along it and attempting to offer the other woman the worship she deserved. Even as her tongue slipped across it, she was careful not to bite as she applied more pressure and attention to the foreign muscle invading her mouth. There was shift behind her and Alegra's fingers hand begun pumping, thrusting in and out of her before the pace became almost brutal, the violent motions causing her to let out a few choked noises around the tongue in her mouth and hand at her throat. She felt Alegra's legs spread over her own, and her hips rolled back against the fingers currently thrusting into her, pressing her rear against the other woman's clothed hips with each rocking motion.
 
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