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Pygmalion

Pygmalion

DEEP ♂ DARK ♂ FANTASY
Joined
Feb 16, 2014
Adford was a small town on the northernmost part of England bordering Scotland, the year 2014. The skies were cloudy though the night seemed dark all on its own. There was no moon though it was far past midnight. Though there was no sun either, birds had already begun to chirp as they flew about searching for insects that were scurrying quickly to find shelter. The sun was beginning to rise, as were the people of the small town.

While the rising sun was a sign to those of the town to rise, it was a signal for others to hide. Abraxas was one of those others. The orange tint of the sky gave warning for the old vampire to seek shelter somewhere- but where? He quickly turned around before spotting an appropriate place: a small hotel, apparently rundown. There were no cars in the parking lot and the windows were all boarded up. It was the perfect place for refuge.
 
Angela had been hunting these grounds for over a decade and never had she had such a hard time finding prey then today it was as if something else was out there taking all the good stuff. She hissed as she noticed the orange glow of the rising sun. "Shit." she huffed looking around. She couldn't believe it another night wasted looking for food and not finding it. If she ever found out what was taking her food she'd... well probably run and never come back.
Angela looked around she as to far to run back to her cave that sat in the forest not to far away so she'd need to look for a place to stay although be it temporary it still had to be dark and abandoned by humans. it hit her like a sake of brick "The delicatessen!" it was an old hotel/love shack that humans stayed in and had copious amounts of sex. It made her mouth water thinking about two humans in the middle of having sex and her biting them. She shivered with glee and took off to the hotel.
"Amazing!" she said looking at just how creepy it looked and climbed into the building with an agility even a cat would envy.
 
Abraxas's ears twitched. His super-human hearing had detected something from upstairs and his head turned to follow it, his body rotating to match the direction of his head. The vampire's muscles were tensed, cautious of danger. "A mouse?" he thought "no, the sound of too loud- whatever it was, it was far too big to be a mouse."

Slowly, the vampire crept up the stairs. Everything from the most negligable piece of furniture seemed caked in a thick layer of dust. Dust had even settled on the corpses of dead rats- it seemed nothing was alive inside the hotel. As Abraxas made his way up the steps, he could feel the wood creaking under his feet.

Abraxas followed the sound as closely as he could before stumbling across a closed door. He put his hand on the knob, turning it. It clicked, but did not move; the door was locked. Using his strength, however, Abraxas turned the knob the other way, forcing the door open. It wasn't as stealthy a move as he'd have liked, but it got the job done.

Inside the room, Abraxas found a girl, but maybe not a girl. Though he was strong, the vampire decided to stay back. He was cautious towards the girl's true nature.

Abraxas stood over six feet tall. He had a broad and strong but also lean build. His skin was pale, almost porcelain white. His eyes were a deep green color and they looked like the eyes of a predator, intent on his prey similar to a lion before it pounces. His blonde hair was short and slightly messy. He wore a brown tweed jacket with a pair of matching brown pants along with black leather loafers.

"Who are you?" Abraxas asked, his baratone voice holding a stern tone. The vampire had a slight South London accent, though part of his speech had eccentricities which suggested he was not from the city.
 
Angela could hear something downstairs moving around as she fluttered through the hall way to a room. It was as if the sound from down stairs was following her which only made her nervous. Something was in this place with her and right now it was getting late for her kind and she knew that she’d be too tired and weak to really wanna fight something off.

She hissed at herself as she found a room and opened the door locking it behind her and then slid down a wall trying to hide herself. The sounds of the floor creaking under something made Angela’s head jump to attention and her eyes widened in fear there was something coming but at least she locked the door.

The door knob twisted but didn’t budge and Angela pulled her legs up into her and hid her head from sight just in case something did happen. She then herd it the door burst open. She didn’t dare look up she didn’t want to know what or who it was. She wanted it to go away.
‘Who are you?’ he asked really Angela had no name now she hadn’t been called anything but a monster in the past thousand years but she did like a name that was given to her by a strange man named Ceasar. “Angela.” She whispered into her legs almost like she was trying to hide from him. She didn’t move but she made herself look as human as possible.
 
"Normally I'm not quick to reveal my name" the vampire admitted "but you're a pretty girl and I doubt it'll hurt much to tell you. You can call me Abraxas. When I was human, my surname was Smith, though I long dropped it- was too common for one such as myself." The vampire stepped back and forth, somewhat playfully. The tension in his muscles seemed to be gone- the vampire appeared as though he were actually having fun with himself.

"Angela is a nice name." Abraxas remarked. "It's not quite the name I'd give you, however. You seem too vicious to be an angel. Quiet and reserved, all but until the very last seconds- like a snake, like Satan. Though I doubt you're the devil either. Not a pretty girl like you. Or are you?" By the time he finished his sentence, Abraxas had already made a full circle around Angela, though he did not look finished. He walked around her a bit more.
 
Angela watched him as he admitted he wasn’t sure he’d give her his name and really she didn’t care. She could smell that he wasn’t human but vampire. She knew it the second he barged into the room like a mad hungry beast. Abraxas was his name she humph at the name watching him closely. He was moving strangely back and forth over and over again almost as if he was trying to play with her. She wasn’t a kid and she sure as hell didn’t like him enough to want to play.

“Angela is a perfect name” She thought to herself eyeing her vampire roomie figuring out a way to get away from him. She grinned but keep her mouth shut tight when he said she was too vicious to be an angel, boy he was right in that sense she guessed. “Do you know what the devil looks like Abraxas?” Angela said slowly standing up as he circled her “Cause I may just be Lucifer just hiding in such a beautiful body.” Angela dashed away she didn’t want to be stuck in this room with him.

Her feet were quick she’d had thousands of years of practice learning to out run all her kind.
 
Abraxas scoffed. "You aren't very good at bluffing are you?" He mocked. The vampire continued to walk around the girl, examining her to see what really made her tick, and what the strange sensations she was giving off were. "You aren't the devil, little girl" Abraxas boasted. "You can't be the devil because I am" he said with a partly joking tone.

Then suddenly, she ran. "They always run" Abraxas murmured, not even sparing a thought to think about the girl's speed, dismissing it as the product of modern medicine. He simply walked, following the girl. "Did I scare you?" the vampire projected.
 
Angela really hated vampires she even hated herself no she loathed herself. She knew what that man was and his joke about being the devil was far from funny. She turned down a dark hallway pushing herself behind a wall so as not to be seen.
Why didn’t he just leave her alone like the rest did? He just wouldn’t stop following her it was like he was trying to play a game with her and she wasn’t willing to play it. “Go away!” she yelled looking around for another place to hide “This hotel is big enough you take one side I’ll take the other…” she shouted hoping that would work on him.
Angela had a great ability most vampires don’t have but she’d keep that secret actually she had quite a few that’s what you get for living such a long life in the dark. Angela had been around for Jesus’s birth and death. It was remarkable that people didn’t fear the man when he rose from the dead like a vampire. The thought made her smile and then quickly it faded when she saw him. “Damn it.” She whispered to herself. He wasn’t close to her but he was in her area which made her more than uncomfortable.
 
"Why don't you just go outside? I can't get you there- not while the sun is up" the vampire remarked. "Oh right, that's because you're like me. And just like me, you'll die if you go out there. Justl ike me..." he toyed a bit with his words making various strange noises with his mouth. "Actually" he said with a questioning tone "you're not like me are you? You're not like me at all. No, you're old. Very old. I can smell it... the experience on your flesh. Dirt that you can't have washed off- that's lasted almost since the dawn of man..."

"But this is just speculation" Abraxas chuckled. "No, you act too immaturely." Once again, he laughed. The vampire continued his attempts to approach Angela, like a cat playing with its food. "Or maybe that's genius? A genius can be expected to act eccentric can't they? But your voice... it isn't that of a brilliant person. No. Maybe you are like me after all? Fed up with this immortal life..." Finally, Abraxas caught up. He grabbed her neck with his left hand, gripping tightly. The vampire lifted his index finger and thrusted it into Angela's neck, sending a sharp pain through her body.

"If you're wondering how I can do this, it's because I can suck blood from any part of my body. I understand most vampire's can't do this" Abraxas stated, feeling around Angela's veins. "The one who turned me could, of course. Perhaps a genetic mutation?" A large vein popped through Angela's neck. "This is the carotid artery" Abraxas explained "We vampires are immortal, but I still suspect that you need this. After all, I do." The vampire paused for a bit, pushing Angela as he walked her back against the wall. "Understand that I mean you no harm. I just get a little lonely is all." Abraxis admitted "So tell me a bit about yourself."
 
Angela stared at him and sighed of course she could get away from him while in the light but in doing that she’d die. She felt like calling him an idiot but quickly those words slipped down her throat. He knew she was a vampire like him or at least kind of like him. It was like he was playing with her or something and that was beyond annoying. Her eyes widened he knew she was old actually really old if he could smell everything. Angela had talents most other vampires didn’t but those remained secret from the night world in fear of what they’d do to her. She’d killed her ex-lover cause of the knowledge he had on her, and cause he was a liar and a cheat.

Then he said it was speculation and she sighed in releaf he wasn’t sure of just how old she was. She grinned at the fact he said she acted immature. She didn’t think she acted immature she was cautious… overly cautious. Angela keep her distance as best she could he was pushing her into a trap and she really didn’t like being trapped it was like of cat and mouse and right now Angela was the mouse. Her eyes widened when he said he was feed up with immortality. He was like her and that made her feel a little more comfortable with him.

Angela was cornered by him she didn’t like it but she wasn’t going to do anything to him not unless she had too. He grabbed her neck tightly as if trying to suck her life energy from her with just his hand. She had heard of vampires who had the ability to do it although they were rare they were still there. Angela watched as he lifted his index finger and thrust it into her neck. Angela screamed at the sharp pain that swept through her body. She couldn’t believe it this vampire was a rare type maybe not as rare as she was but still rare.

Angela stayed silent as he explained to her what he was. She looked at him as if she already knew what he was. She let him rant on until he had finished what he wanted to say “Abraxas I knew what you were the first second you were close to me I could smell it on you. Although you are a mutation of my… I mean others jeans. There are only a few who can drink from the vein through their fingers.” She said softly her voice shock like she was scared of him. “Then why do you insist on chasing me? Am I the one who you wish to cure your loneliness with? And if so how am I supposed to do that?” she whispered her hand reached out to his wrist holding onto it lightly.

Angela looked at Abraxas “No you are wrong.” Angela snapped at him “No vampire is immortal.” Angela looked into his eyes “Vampires yes they can live forever but they can die and with death is mortality so no we are not immortal.” She watched him closely “As for your loneliness I suppose I can allow you to stay close to me for the time being… but no funny stuff!” she hissed at him.
 
Abraxas sighed as he listened to the woman intently. "You know, I didn't find you on purpose" the vampire professed "what put us together this fine day was destiny. As wise as I am, I lack the knowledge to change destiny; as strong as I am, I lack the strength to wield destiny; and as old as I am, I lack the experience to see destiny." With another flex and twitch of his forearm, Abraxas removed his finger from Angela's neck. He pressed his body closer to hers, pinning her down with his own body and placing his arms on the wall to keep her trapped.

"I'm exactly right" Abraxas whispered into Angela's ear "we live forever. Spare me your pseudo-philosophy." He then reached over, kissing Angela's neck, sucking the wound he had made with his finger. His tongue traced around the skin of the girl's neck. "You know what you're wrong about? I can have whatever way I want with you- you're not strong enough to do anything about it."

The vampire bore a toothy grin, showing his fangs to Angela. "You know" he said "I've left humanity behind over a century ago, and yet there's still parts of human nature I can't seem to control. I find this need to use my more human organs. Of course, as I've said, we're immortal. I've got no purpose to reproduce."
 
Angela hated people like Abraxas maybe it was more because he trapped her and she couldn't get away from him or maybe it was because he believed in destiny. Angela winced as his finger moved from her neck and his body pressed against hers and her back pressed against the wall as if trying to get away.

Angela keep her mouth shut she didn't want to get into a fight over philosophy especially with someone although younger then her was much stronger. It wasn't like she was weak in general it was just that she hadn't feed all night and she was tired and her fighting spirit was still hiding deep inside her probably napping. "No but I'm sure you're going to tell me." she retorted to his comment or more like question about her being wrong about something. It suddenly hit her he was probably right he could do what he wanted to her but would he take the chance? She didn't think so sure he put on an act but she figured he'd never really go that far.

Angela looked at her toothy grin and wanted to slap him across the face with her bare hand the need even made her hand sting. "Of course you have no need to reproduce you're a underling of the higher society of vampires it's highly unlikely you'd be able to pass your jeans on even if you tried reproducing with a human." she stared at him "And everyone even the oldest of vampires still have humanly urges." Angela's hands went up his sides slowly and very carefully. "Even I have urges that humanity had left in me before the days of Christ." she whispered and her fingers stopped just below his collarbone. "But unlike you and most of your kind I know how to control those needs." with one quick movement even by his naked eye she shoved him away and almost disappeared reappearing behind him before he hit the wall and she shoved him again.

It was Angela's turn to play cat and mouse with this young vampire. Sure if she was touched in a certain way she'd easily go back to the docile kitten she had been before he upset her. "I don't play well with other Abraxas that is why I avoid my kind as well as others." her eyes flashed a bright red as she licked her lips "I have what humans call a split personality." she grinned "A lion and a bunny but you never know which one you'll get." she grinned wildly.
 
"Good" Abraxas said "No little runt deserves to be given my genetic code."

The vampire's hand made its way to Angela's breasts, groping them tightly. With a tight clench of his fingers, the clothing tore. "It's changes of heart like that which make me feel more human" Abraxas said. He brought both his hands to her clothes, ripping them apart. Then, he wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, pulling her even closer.

"You're old" Abraxas stated "very old. Tell me. Has a man ever embraced you this way?" His grip seemed tighter, and getting tighter as if he were trying to choke Angela again. "It was easy for me to acquire human women- they were always suckers who loved gothic tales of vampires such as I. I simply gave them what they wished for before sucking their life away so that I may do the same with some other girl some other night. I'm not really a predator." Abraxas explained.

The vampire puckered up, giving Angela a slight peck on the lips. "Exciting, but I doubt that was your first kiss."
 
Angela looked at Abraxas that was good he didn't want to try and reproduce with her she'd really have to kill him then. She looked down as his hands groped and pulled and played with her breast until his finger tore into her nice top. She looked up at him her eyes red with anger he had just ruined a very nice dress that she had loved. "I liked this dress." she hissed at him in anger as he wrapped his arm around her waist and with a quick tug pulled her into him.

"I have been embraced by thousands of men how am I suppose to remember how everyone has embraced me." she stared him down her eyes still red with anger. "I am no human I find no romance in the gothic vampire romance shit." she tried pulling away from him. Really this man was starting to piss her off and she had no ability to push him away she hadn't feed all night and that was probably cause of him. "Not the first or best kiss I've had." she lifted her knee up and quickly kneed him in the balls hoping that'd get him to release her from his grip.
 
Abraxas laughed. "I find your attempts of protest amusing. How can you be acting so hard in this situation? Trapped like a cornered rat unable to escape. What are you trying to gain? Running away? Solitude? Do you want to be alone? Forgoten? No, you became immortal for a reason. You wouldn't be alive for this long unless you had a purpose. My master lost his purpose and killed himself because he knew what would happen to him if he didn't. I stay alive for my own reasons. You have no business knowing them." The vampire pondered.

And then, Abraxas curled downward feeling pain in his core- he was hit in the testicles. "Such a crude way to handle things" Abraxas groaned "You're obviously much more human than I am." Then, he reached upward to slap Angela as hard as he could in the cheek with the back of his hand before tending back to his own pain. "Women should know their place. There is no such thing as seniority in our world though I see you're as wet behind the ears as a new born foal."

"So. I've told you about the vampire who made me. How about the one who made you? What did that vampire look like? Why did he or she do it?"
 
She grinned it was really the only way to get her away from her to keep herself safe after all he already ruined the top of her dress with his man hands. Abraxas was right it was a crude way to handle him but it was the only way to get him to back off even if just for a little bit. Sure she had more humanity in her then he probably did but who cared. Her eyes grew wide in anger or maybe disbelief as his hand collided with her cheek sending a stinging pain down her jaw. She was use to pain so her head didn't jerk and her body didn't have much of a reaction. She was sure if she were human her check would have been a bright red and her jaw may have been dislodged but she wasn't.
"And men should know when to give up on something they shouldn't play with." she hissed at him she was really starting to get pissed off and Angela never got anger EVER! "I won't share anything about myself with the likes of you." she said and started to walk away "And my maker is long since been dead." she flicked her hair behind her as she walked she didn't want to be bother by him and the second the sun was far enough down she'd make a run for her home.
 
"What an amusing girl" Abraxas remarked. "You say that won't share anything with me and yet in the same breath you tell about your master being dead." The vampire chuckled. "If it makes you feel any better, mines has been long dead as well. I can't say I cried much. The last time I shed a tear was centuries ago back when I was still human. There isn't much use for tears any more. Not that I recall." Abraxas's voice seemed distant and he turned his attention away from Angela, as if he were speaking to someone else, though still addressing the girl.

"1851 was the year I was born. Over a century and a half ago, I took my first breath. I intend to continue breathing- well, because it feels good. I imagine you must be the same? There was a slight hesitation in his voice, as if he were trying to come up with some kind of excuse for something- beating around the bushes.

The vampire walked closer to Angela. "I can't say I want to be human again, but feeling human seems like a good replacement, if only for a while." Abraxas removed his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. His body was muscular with a good amount of muscular definition. "I've never actually had a vampire before" Abraxas said.

"I wonder how you'll feel compared to human women. Your touch was cold, will it be cold there as well?"
 
"You asked for me to share something I shared a small amount of my former master I am not going to deny you some knowledge after all you had given me more then enough information on yourself." she continued t walk she knew he was going to follow her he acted as if he had never been around another vampire or a female vampire in such a long time and really it wasn't to bad having him around although he was annoying. "I cried for years over him my tears have long since been dried up for anyone because of him." she said in a sultry voice. "Not remembering is the part that's the worst how it feels to feel sadness to miss the tears that you so badly wish to sheed once more." she said softly probably more to herself them to Abraxas.
"So you are still a baby." she grinned making fun of his young yet old age. "I do not care if I breath or I don't any more I just wish to..." She stopped herself before she gave to much information away to Abraxas. "Abraxas I am not like you I have a..." She stopped herself again she didn't want him knowing anything about her it was always better to never get attached to things they always seemed to betray her or die she wondered which one he would be if she allowed him close.
"To be human would be something of a miracle for you or any other vampire." she smiled "Feeling human is easy feeling the rush and thrill of humanity is between you legs go find someone to use it on." Angela stopped as she saw him take off his jacket and then unbutton his shirt. She stared at him blankly as if she had seen thousands of males almost naked. "A female vampire is way different from a human." she said being forward with her attitude. "You should find a female vampire who would let you within reaching limits of her pussy." she folded her arms over her chest "The way a vampire feels on the outside means nothing compared to the inside... If the female has feed she will be hotter then what a human would be." she eyed him "And we're not as loss as humans either." she turned on her heels walking away from him.
 
Abraxas sighed a little hearing the girl speak. He almost felt bad for doing what he was going to do. "So you still feel sympathy and longing don't you? How utterly feminine" Abraxas scoffed. He continued to approach the vampiress once more fully knowing that she would back away more. "So what if I am?" Abraxas answered.

His pants remained on though his stride did not change. Abraxas kept the same speed, not even pacing. He only casually swayed about, like a hare racing against a tortoise. "What are you implying?" Abraxas asked. "Do you want to run or not? Just backing off won't help you. You and I both know that we can run incredibly fast. Of course, why waste the energy?"
 
Angela looked at Abraxas as he sighed at hearing her speech. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled and she wondered if that was considered a sigh as well. Her eyes darted to his as he asked if she felt sympathy and longing she wondered about that question sure she had human emotions even he had them although probably bottled up they were still there after all he was once human. "Feminine huh? So feel sympathy for humans like you once were... Or to have a longing to be touched by a gentle hand that's not my own?" she ran the back of her hand against her cheek and then turned away from him.

Angela watched him as he continued to grow closer to her. She didn't like playing this game of cat and mouse he was playing with her. She was growing tired and her body right now was getting weak 'the damn sun!'

"I can not run for were would I run to keep away from you? And with running I would waste to much energy." she stated looking Abraxas over and with a deep breath she spoke "If you wish to know if I will run then no I haven't the energy to keep my distance from you till night rises although I only need it till the sun starts to set." she told him a single secret about herself. She could stand in the sun although not directly in it like humans.
 
"Running anywhere? Looking like that?" Abraxas pointed out that Angela's dress had been torn. He knew, obviously, that he was the one responsible, though any sensible woman would understand she couldn't go in puplic so indescently exposed. "Or does that give you a little thrill?" Abraxas teased. He seemed a little less shaken by Angela's assault on his own genitals, feeling the pain drifting away. He stood up a little more erect with his topless body. Then, he heard Angela's statement.

"You're bluffing" Abraxas put off her words in an instant. His eyes twitched a bit though his facial expression didn't change. He kept the same emotionless, almost silly smile that he wore. He looked almost like a clown sans the makeup. "I see then that we're both special" Abraxas joked before pushing Angela against another wall, his time holding what was left of Angela's clothing in his hands. A bulge appeared from his pants revealing he was in fact aroused.

The vampire tore away what remained of Angela's dress before slowly tracing down Angela's neck down to her chest with his tongue. He searched with his mouth where Angela's nipples were, circling his tongue around it.
 
Angela looked down at herself he was right she couldn't really go anywhere in this dress he had ripped the crap out of it but at least she could sow it when she reached her home. "A thrill having people look at me naked... maybe." she watched him with a grin until he started to stand up then she frowned.

"I don't bluff Abraxas." she stated watching him closely she didn't want to be assaulted by him again. "You should stop smiling it's creepy!" she said watching him closely. "You're not special." she said as he pushed her into another wall. She clenched her jaw hard she was going to be pissed if her ripped her dress again. "Don't you rip my dress damn it!" she hissed at him she really paid no attention to his rising bulge in his pants.

"No!" she screamed almost human like as his finger tore into the rest of her dress leaving her expose for his hands, mouth, and body. She slithered down the wall trying to keep her nipples as well as the rest of her body away from the assault his tongue had started on her nipples.
 
"As many times as I hear that sound, I never seem to get tired of it. Maybe I'm a masochist." Abraxas joked, pulling hs face away from Angela, though his body continued to trail her. He dropped low, keeping her pinned. His hands made their way to her panties, pulling them down. The vampire placed his nose against Angela's snatch. "It isn't hard to tell you've been around" Abraxas teased. "How many men have you been with? More than you can count isn't it?"

Abraxas smacked Angela again. "Filthy slut." He called her, before pinching down on her clit. "I don't remember ever having a fascination with anything of a sexual nature. Not even when I was human did I have any such urges that I couldn't hold off. Maybe it's society's fault. Of course, I'm no part of society. And what of you? You seem like you could have not only been a whore of Babylon but indeed THE whore of Babylon. Though if this is the case" Abraxas probed his pinky against the flesh of Angela's vagina.

"If that were the case, I must say I am hoonored."
 
Angela stared up at him as he took pleasure in her screams it was almost horrifying and yet natural for a vampire to take pleasure out of someone's pain. She was happy his face had pulled away from her breast her nipple he had been playing with already hard and sensitive by his touch. He no longer had his mouth on her breast but his body keep her pinned from escaping him which is why she slid down the wall in the first place. "What are you doing?" she hissed as his fingers intertwined with her panties pulling them down. She slapped the back of his head trying to get him off of her when his nose went for her crotch. "Stop that!" she pulled herself up so her back was against the wall and she crossed her legs.
She turned a shade of red most vampires didn't turn she couldn't believe he asked her how many men she's been with. She was a vampire and she was old she'd been with thousands but she sure as hell wasn't going to tell him that. Angela yelped out as Abraxas slapped her making her head jerk. She wasn't expecting that to happen.
Angela screamed out as his fingers pinched her sensitive clit her body froze in it's spot he had something very delicate in his fingers and Angela preferred it not in his hands.
Angela had never been called a whore by anyone and when he opened his mouth all she felt was rage with ever word he uttered. "Never had a fascination in the sexual manor?" She asked between her teeth "So you're dick doesn't work." she mocked him "A whore of Babylon..." she thought about it sure she had taken residence there a long time ago but she never considered herself "I am no who of Babylon!" she glared him down ever move she made he had a better and faster move it was starting to piss her off. His pinky probed her womanhood "And even if I was you wouldn't have the honor of touching me in such a way." she said back handing him as hard as she could.
 
Abraxas payed no attention to Angela's words. He seemed intent only on her body and what her could do with it. He let his fingers reach down to Angela's pussy, feeling the folds of her labia. His fingers played around with Angela's nethers, before he plunged his hand in. "Hmm... Surprisingly tight" Abraxas remarked.

"You know, I'd have expected one such as yourself to be so used up I could easily stick my head inside. I see now that I've mistaken." The vampire pulled his hand out of the girl then rubbed it over Angela's face,m letting her get a taste of her own juices. With his other hand, Abraxas undid his own pants, kicking off his shoes. His throbbing erection was clear to Angela, about eight inches long. He put his hands on Angela's shoulders, pushing her down before poking at Angela's mouth with his cock, trying to force it into her mouth.
 
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