Iseulith busied his mind with the shimmering image of his lovely ward, reaching up to play with his hair, tracing the edges of his defined jaw and fair cheeks, down over his neck and across his collar bone as they fucked. He was lost in himself or perhaps lost in them both as Cersie was now literally in him in more ways than one. He moaned softly at the slow smooth motion of the man’s hips as they pushed and pulled in metronomic fashion. He felt hands at the back of his thighs, gripping the firm but pliant flesh. Cersie pulled almost all the way out leaving him feeling noticeably empty before barreling home once again causing a lust filled plea to escape the vampire’s lips. His body quaked with passion and wanton desire. “You devil!” He exclaimed with utter delight as his wrists were pinned over his head. He was too enthralled to fight the elemental off, nor was his want. He would experience this in whatever way the pretty male wanted. His groans were cut short with every pointed thrust, his voice was caught in his throat only escaping as short raspy gasps and the trashing of his body full of near painful sexual gratification. Iseulith could see all types of emotions passing over the stunning countenance, their eyes set firmly set on the other’s.<br/><br/><br/>The vampire had changed their position and Cersie responded without missing a beat. He followed the beautiful ancient creature, pulled up behind him and Iseulith hummed as the hand moved down his back. He crossed his arms and lay his head into them as the elemental positioned himself, laughing amused by the cock teasing his entrance and arched his back gently to push back into it, “Mmmm… that’s it my love, tease- Oooh!” He shut his eyes tightly as Cersie sank into him once again. He was on the edge of the blade now, teetering as he tried to find his balance once again, his building climax waiting just below to swallow him whole. He loved his name on the man’s tongue. It had been a long time since anyone had spoken it in truth. He didn’t often introduce himself to his prey and his familiar’s as capable as they looked of speech possessed no such trait. He could listen to the little sounds his new pet made for an eternity, such a lovely sweet voice he had.<br/><br/><br/>The room was spinning a bit faster now as Iseulith’s thoughts strayed further and further from controlling that sparkling power, his body zigging with protons and electrons constantly warring within him, surging through his arms and legs making them shake, sparking in his mind, blurring his vision. His cock jumped with every thrust oozing and dripping and his tight passage clenched at the shaft punching in and out. The vampire felt that his whole being might explode from the combination of it all. He jerked and arched when Cersie reached around to grab his length, tugging on it smoothly, plenty of slickness as it bounced in the man’s hand begging to be stroked and squeezed. The sensation knocked him clean off the edge of release and into the chasm below. With a muffled cry Iseulith reached back and gripped his fingers in Cersie’s hair twisting it wickedly as his orgasm ripped violently through him. He held the man to the back of his neck as his body spasmed and his cum sprayed the seat below them in long slippery ropes, his hole pulsing around the cock buried deep within it. Lightning struck several items in the room as Cersie’s powers sought to escape with the pleasure. “…merciful gods of death!” He exclaimed, panting and twitching as his climax drug him down into that blissful place between exhaustion and satisfaction. He realized after a moment that his fingers were still deeply entwined in his pet’s beautiful hair and he released him with a sigh, falling back into the couch. He could feel Cersie’s warm seed slosh inside of him and he humped back gently on his still deeply planted cock loving every twinge and shudder that ebbed from him.<br/><br/><br/>Iseulith pulled away finally, letting Cersie slip from his insides as the room around them slowed gradually to a halt looking for the most part as it nothing had happened at all save for a few scorch marks on the expensive metallic pieces. He slipped his arms around the man pushing him to the dry part of the cushion as the floor came to a halt underneath them. “Mmm, that was lovely my pet… you much be truly exhausted. Hmm?” He grinned and licked his long tongue along the man’s chin teasing him, “I suppose you have earned your rest. Would you like to see a little surprise before you sleep?” He would keep his promise of sharing his blood, but that was for another time when the wind elemental might truly be able to enjoy it.