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Cold Blood Cathedral [Viktoff Samson x nightsorceress]

She made him smile softly as his eyes narrowed a little more. His voice was low but gentle while he responded to what she had to say. "Maybe." He'd start, raising one hand to hold her cheek as he examined her face closely. Despite the table raising her face closer to his own, she was still not quite nearing his height with such an advantage. "I thought I told you to not use my first name." He pouted playfully before letting her see his smile again. "Princess... My little Lilly. You didn't forget that, did you?"
 
Her face pressed against his hand nuzzling it softly with her. She loved when he touched her, her skin felt so alive. She looke up at him as she sat on the table. Her eyes held a certain hunger for him. She smiled softly as he reminded her not use his first name “I think you have enough people calling you master, I think someone should be allowed to use your name”
 
He adored her nuzzling of his hand. Her face was soft and her actions were soft and it was hard not to feel his heart melt gently within his chest like a large dark chocolate treat. She was a mix of beautiful and endearing that he couldn't quite handle properly. In the past, this would be ample signs that she'd taste wonderfully if he drank from her neck now. But, she was still weak from when she was left at his doorstep. Her hunger in her eyes was hard for him to understand completely. He was trying to feed into such a hunger, he had thought. It was unsettling to think that something such as himself with his powerful senses and depth of ability couldn't figure out what she desired and satisfy her right now. "My kin doesn't call me master for they aren't my underlings." He kissed her forehead after saying that, finding his smile as he tried to search for her fascination with his first name. "I don't enjoy hearing my first name. It is rather rough, bland and a reminder of a time when my kind had nothing to call their own. Master just has a certain ring to it. Tell me, my Princess, what about my first name draws you towards using it? To this extent?" He was honestly curious, trying to learn more about her as he held her hips and she sat on the table before him. She was somehow even cuter in this position, her face being so close that he could examine her fully and with her body so close to his own that her warmth radiated into his skin.
 
She closed her eyes as she kissed her forehead she wanted it to last longer, but then again she wanted any touch from him to last longer. As he asked her about why she wanted to use his first name she looked him in the eyes. “Master sounds cold, there is nothing special in that, it makes you seem to cold and distant, which is not the case” she was a little unsure if he understood what she meant. But she wanted to there to be no coldness between them. “But if you do not like your name then I will not use it” She was quiet now searching him, wondering if he would be angry with her, or would he understand.
 
Whether he was going to agree with her positions or not was irrelevant. The simple fact, the operating fact, was that this was how she felt about the term 'Master'. And he wasn't going to change her mind, he didn't even want to. Understanding her more allowed him to make decisions and take actions that were much more appropriate. What he cared about was what she felt. His eyes narrowed a little as she closed her eyes. He just didn't really know what to say. What was she supposed to call him now? "Hey..." His lower voice tried to reach her with her eyes on his. "I guess we have the same problem now, hmm?" He mused softly with his smile, both of his hands leaving her hips to cup her cheeks. "Now we both need to figure out what you'll be calling me. That means we get to work together!" He smiled wider.
 
She loved the way his voice sounded when he was talking to her. It sounded like his words were only for her, even if they weren’t. As he held her soft cheeks she looked deep into his eyes. It was in that moment she knew what felt for him, it was a feeling of love. It was new but it was there, they way he made her feel. The way she longed for him to touch the way she long to hear him speak. Or the way she longed for him just to be near her. She looked again into his eyes “can I call you...............my love” she whispered so softly. She worried he would find her foolish, how could she have such feelings in such a sort a moment of time, but she never felt something more clear in her short little life as she felt right now. Sitting on the table looking up at him, she felt it.
 
Her heart could be read through her eyes now. He's never seen anything quite like it before. Humans, in his mind and experience, were extremely vain creatures who had an easier time displaying their emotions with their genitals than they did with anything else. Lilly was very different. And he loved that about her. He didn't respond immediately after her request as it took him a bit by surprise. Not that it should have. He was beginning to learn that his Princess didn't hide how she felt. She wasn't fake. He loved that. Her request made his smile grow even more as his eyes moved from side to side examining her eyes even closer. Before he could find his own words he gave her a really deep kiss, his arms looping around her to pull her tightly against his torso. Their kiss would then split with his lips near to her own still. "Yes, of course. That's entirely appropriate."
 
Her searching his when he didn’t imedately speak, she worried he hated it, or thought she was just a foolish girl, and maybe she was foolish, but she didn’t care. She wanted him, she wanted him to love her, she wanted him to make love to her, she wanted him to make her his. He pulled her closer to him her legs gently spreading a more to be on either side of his hips.. Her body pressed against him as she kissed him back with a deep a passion. His kiss alone told her what she wanted to know about the name she had given but she smiled as he said yes. Her hand came up and touched his cheek. “I am your princess and you are my love” her voice had a happy tone to it, one she couldn’t even try to disguise even if she wanted to.
 
"I'm lucky, then." He started with a knowing smile, fully understanding that what he said was rather vague. Lucky about what? Could be a valid question, but he didn't clarify right away as his hands moved under her dress to hold her naked back in their open warmth. Roaming her skin with their firmness, attentive and experienced fingers. It made him smile, feeling her legs around his hips. "You're both my Princess and my love." He let her hear this as a whisper to her left ear as he drew ever closer. The clarification having a certain subtle note of play to it along with his very tender and loving voice. "Shall we explore each other more?" He invited her to say yes, to admit to wanting more than just slow foreplay and kind words. Not that anyone wouldn't want those things. They were abnormally comfortable together, after all.
 
She shoved slightly as she felt his fingers explore her young soft flesh. She loved the feeling. He was so in control of her, and she wasnt about to fight him for control. No as long as he wouldn’t hurt her and treated her with love she would let him do anything to her. Her hands came up wrapping around his neck much like her legs on his hips. Her fingers played at the base of neck softly toying there. At his suggestion of exploring each other more her cheeks blushed. She wanted to but she was shy. “Yes” she said softly.
 
There was an impossible to miss intimacy that was delivered in her innocent and cute aura. The way she played around his neck with her fingers made his face warm up and his eyelids almost heavy. She made him want to do a number of things. The direction of his life has been irreversibly changed with her presence and there wasn't anyway he was going to feel regret about that. She changed things for the better. She's lighting up his world. To her soft little agreement to his proposition, he pressed his lips to her own so deeply that it was impossible to keep his own eyes open. He'd kiss her deeply, intensely, for long enough that the moment could feel as though it was lasting forever. His lips parting from her own was something that he'd regret. Largely because kissing her was the single greatest sensation he could imagine outside of drinking her blood. Not that non-vampires would understand. He smiled a little wider. "Here, let me make things a little easier." He was fully grinning now before his hands soothed up her bare skin, collecting the dress over his forearms before making her take it off over her head. In the same action, he pulled off his own shirt immediate and let the pair crumble on the table beside her. "Now we're both showing our nipples." He joked lightly, pressing his chest against her own.
 
When he kissed her so deeply she had to hold on to him as she wasn’t expecting it and it rocked her world. She loved when he kissed her but this was deeper than anything before. She kissed him back her mouth hungry for his kiss. Then he pulled her away she wanted to draw him back but he had other plans. She felt him pulling her dress up off her body, she had to let go of him to be able to let him remove the dress. She shivered at the oil air now caressing her body her nipples grew hard. Her arms around her body not to hide herself but to warm herself. “Yes well now i am cold” she giggled slightly.
 
Watching her wrap her arms around herself to keep herself warm made his heart even warmer, somehow. Even her giggle added to the sensation. She was just too cute. Too endearing. He wondered if a being such as himself with a history that he had could even deserve such a delicious human girl to be his lover. She was just a little too perfect, though. He wondered if there was something deeper and darker about herself. Surely she had a negative trait somewhere, and while he wasn't about to go digging for it, he'd surely nurture her over it and take care of her regardless. She was simply above mere mortal women in his eyes. The way she made him wonder what having a half-and-half family with her could entail, the way she made him picture holding her as they both admired the night sky, she was enchanting. His arms snaked around her from, slipping around her sides to her back as he held her very firmly to his bare chest. He was warm, very warm. The thudding of his heart increased in pace as his skin grew physically warmer. He was growing very aroused, and other parts of his body could show this too. He wanted to feel her hard nipples against his skin, to squish her breasts just gently against him. "Silly woman. You can't be cold if you hold onto me. See?" He teased just a little as he kissed her again, this time in his arms. And he wouldn't pull back on his own. When time would come for their lips to part naturally, he'd chase he lips for another kiss. Hunger was alive in him too. Unless she wanted to say something or pulled back on her own, he'd continue. He wanted to heat her to the core. He wanted to make her melt or explode with all of this energy that he had for her. This man she called her love wanted to see where her mind would go and what she'd do knowing that he felt this way for her and that he'd pour it all into her without hesitation.
 
She melted into his arms. Her rock hard nipples pressing into his chest, they tingled with the sensation of his skin touching hers. Her arms wrapped around his midsection. Holding him to her just as he was holding her to him. She felt his warmth, it was like it was radiating off him just to warm her. She kissed him and slowly broke the kiss “Then never let go me and i will never be cold” she whispered to him. She did mean it, she never wanted him to let her go to never stop caring about her. Her lips met his again kissing him deeply.
 
With her lips pressing to his own for a deep kiss, he'd receive her without hesitation or even a second of thought. They were getting better and better at such things. After this kiss, he'd smile softly with his face so close to her own. "But, love, if we have to remain embraced for the rest of our lives together, how will we ever experience my favorite position?" He joked lightly before closing his left eye and sticking his tongue's tip out just a bit. This was an attempt to show that he was kidding, mostly. His hands smoothed up her back to her shoulders as he took them into his big warm hands and rubbed the fondly.
 
At the mention of his favorite position she was worried a bit. He was so experienced she however knew nothing. What if she was no good at making love, what if he didn’t enjoy it. She bit her lip a little and tried to shake it off. She relaxed a bit as she felt his hands hold her shoulders. His touch felt so good. It made her forget her fears and worries. Her hands slide up and down his back feeling every muscle in his back. Her finger tips found his spine she moved his fingers up and down feeling every vibrate.
 
Her touches made the corners of his lips curl upward in delight before he narrowed his eyes to scan her face. He pondered just what was going on in her head as she didn't vocally respond to what he had said. It was possible that she just didn't enjoy being this naked in front of him. Though, he did get her to say significantly more lewd things than this very situation, he didn't give up the concept that he potentially persuaded her to say those things and that lewdness wasn't necessarily her own. And yet, he didn't accept that theory right away. It was possible that it was just something he said. He wasn't quite a mind reader, though.

He leaned in to kiss at her neck, right over her throat as he gently nudged beneath her jaw with the bridge of his nose. His kisses pressing from around the middle of her throat down to her collar bones, he'd peer up to her face now. He had to know if such actions had an effect on her. Was his intimacy making her feel the way she made him feel? His body heat, his need to touch her, did she feel those things? "We should probably go somewhere more comfortable if we want to take our time. This is, after all, effectively a shared space." He didn't want to say public. It was rather exclusive. But, the concept of them being found, no matter how rare it did seem, wasn't entirely impossible either.
 
As his mouth kissed her neck she closed her eyes enjoying the senestation very much. Her head titled back slightly allowing him more access to her neck. She should have been afraid of him bitting her, draining all his blood. But she wasn’t she knew he wouldn’t hurt like that. She made a soft sound of pleasure as he kissed her collar bone. Her eyes opened as he mention going to another more comfortable room where they couldn’t be intruded on. She had totally forgotten he mention earlier that this was shared spaced. Her eyes looked around then back to him “I think that is a good idea”
 
Part of him pondered if her reactions to his kisses was founded in love or if this was the honest physical reaction to the stimuli he provided for her. Having his lips over her collar bones was difficult, more difficult than most things as he fought himself. Fought the need to feed the monster within. She'd be quite the satisfying bite. And that sort of haunted him, in ways that killing other humans never really would. Here was someone that felt this way for him, that he felt this way for, and his hunger still pulled at him from within like this. Which face was the real Vampire Lord? There were two truthfully powerful urges deep within him. And while one would obviously win, it bothered him that the other just wouldn't fade despite his feelings for her.

"Yeah. Here, let me." He spoke to her warmly before plucking up her dress and his shirt before laying them across her belly and then scooping her up from the table on her left side so he could hold her like a princess again. His left arm being beneath her legs and his right arm being beneath her upper back, he then let his hands grasp at her hip and right arm as he pulled her so snugly close to himself. "The only question is... Where should my Princess and I go to play with each other next?" He mused with a grin as he popped open the door they came in with a foot and closed it behind himself. This time, in the dark hallways, his eyes would glow with such a deep red that it almost highlighted the space around them such that she could almost see things. He wanted to allow her this much in case such darkness had any negative effects on her. Some humans were afraid of what they couldn't see.
 
She giggled a little, as he scooped her up in his strong arms. She made sure their clothes were secure as she would hate to drop them along the way. As they entered the dark hallway she couldn’t help but look around to see if there was anyone there. But the darkness was to much and she could barely see in front of her let alone any one that might be further down the hallway. He asked her where they should go “somewhere very private” she teased with a small smile. “Maybe your bedroom?” She didn’t know where else they should go as he didn’t know the house that well.
 
He heard her as she teased him with the indication that she'd want to go somewhere very private. It was adorable to see her smile, even if she was having difficulties seeing things despite the light he could provide with his monstrous eyes. "My bedroom?" He mused as though he were implying he didn't have one. Each step down the hallway slowly became more deliberate as though he were making up his mind as went. Door after door he didn't pause for, walking right by as he made his way around a few corners and then up a smaller set of stairs. They were on a floor much higher than the first floor now. She was fairly cautious with their clothing, from what he saw. And for some reason, he felt happy to notice such a thing. There was something different about him now.

The door they eventually stopped at and entered had led to a cozy room with a fluffy red carpet, a long coffee table along with a velvet red couch and a big dark glass mirror on the wall that the couch faces. In the upper left corner from the door they entered, a king's sized black and white blankets and pillow-covered bed sat with one of the long cathedral windows directly opposite of the door. He closed the door behind them with a foot, stepping across the room and around the couch to make his way to the bed and to lay her onto it with her head upon the countless and various pillows. "Another room that isn't my own. Though, i'd say this one is fairly interesting." He smirked as he leaned forward and kissed her neck. He gave a little chuckle before unfastening his trousers and dropping them to the floor. After this, he was completely naked before he'd crawl onto the bed beside her, looping his arms around her half-naked body and pushing the shirt and her dress to the floor. She was only wearing panties now.

"Let's sleep in my bed tomorrow. It's a bit much, and you'll understand then."
 
His tone about his bedroom made her wrinkle her forehead slightly. She was wondering if he not had a room of his own. Surely he slept, or did he? She wasnt sure at this point but she also didn’t seem to let the thought trouble her. She was happy in that moment, and worrying about something like that did not seem like something she needed to do. As they entered the bedroom she looked around it, he certainly did have interesting taste when it came to colors, most blacks, whites and reds. Her eyes fell on the bed and it did look comfortable with the fluffy blankets and the countless pillows.

As he laid her on bed her long hair lay across the pillow. She looked up at him with a slightly smile, but suddenly her checks blushed has he removed his pants. She had never seen a naked man before and now he here was in all of glory. She felt more comfortable as he climbed into bed beside her and her attention returned to his face at his mention of his room she looked him. “Hmmm a bit much? How could a bedroom be a bit much?” She questioned softly
 
He brushed his fingers against her cheek as though he were admiring her face. Because he totally was. The princess that lay beside him was beautiful and he had her revealing so much skin that a big grin was impossible to not wear across his lips. "Yeah. A bit much." He started with this, but his tone implied there would soon be more. "Like how a chocolate that is too sweet is difficult to eat. Too much of a good thing can become a bad thing. It is difficult for mortals to find comfort in my primary abode and I try to reduce my dependence on such by sleeping in other rooms." He started to describe, but quickly grew bored of doing so. And one could imagine a number of reasons why he may be distracted from this more serious subject. One such reason could include the way he lay on his side with an almost naked woman that he loves within his arms. The more obvious reason would be the way his manhood would harden and increase in warmth against her belly as he held her tightly within one arm. They were squished together whether she was actively seeking his embrace or not as he was a good deal larger than her and his singular arm around her was more than enough to hold her tightly against himself.

His cock was most frequently underestimated by those expecting an average size or those unaware of how big they can get. Both in length and width it grew against her, pulsing in such a way that it's primary function could almost be discerned entirely by instinct. The rest of the area was delightful to gaze upon as he not only didn't have pubic hair, there was no sign of him ever had grown it or attempting to have removed it. His skin was smooth, pale, inviting. This contrasted with the deeper color that his swelling erection took on. Still within a familiar color group, it didn't drastically change in appearance in that fashion. His balls weren't unlike that of a human male's. Pretty much exactly what any experienced woman would expect. "Please don't ponder that old dusty room too long, love. We've got each other to enjoy now." He mused with his lips coming closer to her own and he'd take her upper lip between his own. Sucking on it lightly despite how deep the kiss was. His hand that was on her cheek smoothed down her shoulder to her arm and then her hips, the index finger looping her panties as he very slyly guided them down from her sex and her rear to nearly her knees. His arm that was wrapped around her pulled her in even closer, even tighter.
 
She felt his large manhood against him. It was warm against her stomach now. And she fell how thick and long it was. It made her tense a moment wondering if such a thing would even fit inside her. Her body so young, untouched and inexperienced. But her worries seem to melt away as she felt his lips meet hers. She kissed him ever so gently back at first but then her passion grew. SHe kissed him deeper savoring the kiss. She was lost inside the kiss she didn’t realize right away he had removed her panties. Her womanhood was just as fresh and young as the rest of her body. Her lower lips were tight like a rose budge that hadn’t open yet. Her womanhood was smooth with no hair there. It added to her innocents.
 
He rolled on top of her with his upper body pressing against her so snugly, as though he needed to feel her breasts against him in some deem instinctual fashion. His knees pressing into the bed on each side of her as his forehead drew right up near her own and his eyes on her own. With their height difference, his length's tip was only inches away from her delicate rose bud like lower lips. He felt heat growing in his body, swelling just like his erection but instead within. He definitely needed her now. Needed her in ways that weren't immediately apparent for someone who was perfectly innocent. Yet, in the depth of his heart he wondered if someone as sexually invigorating for his eyes could be that innocent. Her sex seemed to be, but he would test that. His grin grew, but remained soft in some way. "How ready are you?" He asked with just a light whisper, one hand leaving from beside her head, careful with her hair, as it brushed down her side until he could get a hand on his cock. Grasping this intimidating weapon of sexual persuasion, he brushed her crotch with his fat and somewhat purple in color bulbous cockhead. It brushed her little pussy from just beneath it up over her upper parts to where her pubic area would be and back down. Effortlessly swabbing her with his essence and perversions without being strenuous. He intended this to be stimulating, inviting, and very perverted without testing her like applying pressure to her virginity would.
 
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