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Out of the rain

His body moved closer to her as his hips sped up, his chest brushing against the peaks of her breasts. His lips were slightly open, his eyes burning brightly with the lust that he had for her, before they found her lips, kissing her deeply, his tongue pushing into her mouth, though rather gentle. His free arm wrapped around her hips, just above, and pulled her closer to him.
 
Her body moved in rythm with his, her hips pumping, meeting his with a soft, perverse, smack. She groaned lightly to it, not letting her pleasure take control, not until he had his. His mouth found hers as his arm snaked around her waist, drawing her in closer. Her eyes shined bright with lust, her fingers raking across his shoulders as she moaned softly to his hips, speeding up their lovemaking a bit more, more passionate, more needy.
 
His fangs were grown out again, the basic mix of a vampire. Lust equaled fangs grown. His hips sped up with hers, and he could hear her hot juices slash slightly whenever he thrusted his whole length in, so hot and wet around him. His fangs gently nipped her lip as he broke the kiss, letting out a soft moan against her lips as he changed how he moved slightly, grinding against her with every thrust.
 
She could feel the sharp points of his fangs pressing to her lips as they kissed, but she didn't mind them, still moving and pumping. His cock felt wonderfully warm, large, and deliciously hard inside of her. He nipped at her lightly before pulled away, grinding into her at the end of each thrust. It made her tilt her head back as she moaned, baring her neck to him, such a tempting and open invitation.
 
He moaned out softly as he grinded against her, making sure to press against her clit every time, rubbing it with the swivel of his hips. Her head was pulled back, baring her neck, and he couldn't help himself. His head leaned forward, lips teasing her pounding pulse before he bit, his fangs piercing and easily going in. The flood of blood make him moan out, Eyes closing and rolling to the back of his head from how delicious she was.
 
His grinding was dribing her insane! She wanted to hold out, at least until he came so they could reach that bliss together, but she didn't know if the could hold out. And when he leaned forward, his lips dancing over her throat for a moment, her eyes went wide, gasping as he peirced her skin, a spray of blood flowing into his mouth. It was almost too much for her, being consumed like this, the taboo of it all. She almost came again, gasping as her fingers tightened on him, her body so ready for that moment of pleasure, her pussy already clenching tight around him.
 
He moaned out as he felt her clenching. The tightened grip pulled him closer and closer to his own orgasm, as he felt her hot blood draining down his throat. He let out a soft moan as his fangs pulled out, his tongue flicking over the bite, sealing it like it never was there. His hand went up to his neck, his nail turning into a claw as he cut his neck open. His hand reached for her head, bringing her lips to the cut. "Drink."
 
She loved every second of him drinking from her, loud moans echoing sensually from her mouth, until finally he withdrew his fangs. She panted softly, still fucking him with growing aggression as he sliced open his own neck. She let out a gasp as he brought her head to his neck. "Elves... Don't drink blood..." She whispered softly, wondering why he would try to give his. Didn't vampires drink, not give?
 
Her let out what sounded like a gutteral growl, mixed with a moan, when she denied what he said. His hips thrusted faster, pushing slightly deeper into her tight folds, as his hand pushed her lips closer to his neck. "Drink." He moaned out again, this time, a force pushing her lightly towards her doing it. She could call it a warning. HE would force her if she didn't.
 
She heard him give a groan, and order her to drink again, urging her head towards it. "Why?" She question, and delicately licking at the streams as they flowed down his neck. She made a face, but never slowed her pace, "It... Tastes odd..." She whispered.
 
He was slightly puzzled at her response, then sighed inwardly, his pace never slowing down. He had forgot to put one of the pheromones in the blood. It would have helped immensely. His eyes closed, focusing and releasing it in the blood. He knew she would enjoy it then.
 
She licked again and her eyebrows rose. The sharp metalic taste seemed delicious now, hinting at a subtle lingering flavor she could not taste. She lapped it up almost eagerly, and placed her open mouth to his wound, sucking gently on the cut, speeding up the fucking.
 
He let out a loud groan as her lips wrapped around where his neck was cut, and his hips thrusted faster, almost possessed, before he orgasmed, moaning out as hot seed filled her up on the inside. He kept thrusting, aiming for her orgasm before he stopped.
 
She kept drinking until she could feel him pumping, his cock swelling inside of her before it exploded, sending a torrent of cum into her body. It only took a few thrusts more until she let herself go, coming on him hard, her body twitching, groaning, loving every second of this intense fucking. Her lips never left him though, still drinking his irresistable blood.
 
HE let out a longer moan as he felt her orgasm ripple over him. His thrusts slowed to a stop, his hard length buried into her. "Ok, that's enough." He whispered, cradling her head. "Lick the cut to seal the wound."
 
She gave a disapointed moan when he told her to seal it, but flicked her tongue across the cut before she could be tempted to do anything further. She leaned against him with a sigh, his length still shoved deep inside of her. But her own lust was sated for now, and she felt more at ease than she had in years. Relaxed, luxeriating in the glow of sex.
 
He held her for a long moment as she rested against him, before laying back on the bed, holding her in his arms, hardly moving his hips and staying buried in her after laying down, with her on his chest. "I hope you are sated now." He said softly.
 
She sighed as he laid them both back, and rested her cheek lightly against his chest. "I am very satisfied." She assured him, perfectly content with how they were right then. Silently, she thanksed the rain, forcing her to take shelter here, and ending up beside this man, so wrapped in pleasure she didn't know what to think.
 
His arms remained lightly wrapped around her, his fingertips lightly brushing up and down the small of her back. His lips found her forehead, kissing her lightly. It was definitely a new thing, having fun with a Elf. He was sure to have a lot of fun with her. Her life span was nearly as long as his was. But he was sure that, if age came to it, he would perish before she did.
 
Kaura stayed silent for a few minutes, just enjoying his tender strokes and light kisses. She felt a stab of guilt, here this man was offering her a home, pleasure, kindness and wamth, and she had little to offer him in return. Save, perhaps, her company, but he offered that to her as well.

She tried not to dwell on it though, trailing tender kisses along the man's collarbone as she smiled to herself. She nuzzled against him lightly, tempted to drift back alseep again, but she had just woken up...
 
He let out a soft moan as he tilted his head, giving her more of his jawline and neck to kiss over. His fingers were lightly brushing over her skin, and his lips found her shoulder, slowly kissing up it. He heard her thoughts, and he smiled, running a hand up her spine to entangle in her hair. "Sleep." He whispered. "I have a place I wish to show you afterward, anyway."
 
She groaned softly as he kissed along her shoulder, her arms wrapping around him as he whispered her thoughts back her her, his fingers winding into the blue locks of her hair. "Of course." She whispered with a smile, resting her head on his shoulders as her eyes drifted shut and she allowed herself to try to find sleep once more.
 
He smiled as he heard her words, his fingers slowly going over the back of her neck as she fell asleep. He had half a mind to tease her, give her some excellent dreams with his hands, but he decided against it. Instead, he laid back fully, holding her in his arms as his own eyes closed, falling to sleep slowly.
 
Kaura drifted off to sleep, cradled gently in the arms of the Vampire lord/ She slept pleasantly, mind full of different dreams, less lonely and depressing than any she had of late.

Hours later she woke, mumbling softly to herself and she nuzzled into the warm bed, not wanting to wake up. Dreaming was so pleasant, she thought, and she wanted to entend it a bit longer.
 
He slept dreamless, like all vampires slept. He didnt' stir a inch until he felt her movements become a little more restless as she woke up, even if she decided she didn't want to. He lifted his head slightly, kissing down her cheek to her neck. "Good evening." He whispered, nipping lightly at her pulse, even though he wasn't going to pierce right that moment. 'In a little bit, we can leave."
 
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