Iseulith could smell the static as it filled the room, a consequence of the the shared power reacting to itself? He smiled looking up at his hair as it lifted at the roots. Cersie seemed to find it to be quite amusing as he spoke through a precious giggle. “Then the surprise is with us both, it seems.” The vampire’s only insight to his body’s reaction to the man’s powers was that he had been a mage of sorts during his life. To be a holy magus priest was something one was born into in that time but it required a working knowledge of arcane magic and how to manipulate it. The ability had grown exponentially since his Awakening though it had also changed him a great deal from his other vampiric brethren. He was truly one of a kind himself in that respect. Perhaps he was the only one with the mental capacity to gain some measure of control over the power in his blood but there was no way to be certain. All he knew was that even though the feeling was strange to him, the way it course through his body was familiar in the way that all magic was.<br/><br/><br/>The ancient vampire watched as Cersie’s skin seemed to glow in the dim room. It was such a lovely quality he thought, to radiate from within. He could barely keep his own thoughts together as their bodies moved against each other but the man never left his gaze. Cersie was his anchor to the present when his mind wanted to roam through the energy that excited and tantalized his blood. He watched as the man clenched at the couch cushions when he sank down upon him. His name was spoken again through a groan this time and the elemental gripped him tightly on his hips as a reserve of unknown power surged through him. Iseulith grunted softly as his new pet changed their positions and the vampire found himself on his back, his feet in the air and Cersie between his legs. He chuckled brightly as he eased back into the lover’s embrace looking deeply into those glowing ice blue eyes once again.<br/><br/><br/>Iseulith’s own eyes were like brilliant red rubies glowing from within with the borrowed power. They filled with need at Cersie’s building thrusts, eliciting a series of soft moans and gasps of quiet pleasure. He bucked gently when the man’s cock found his most tender inner spot causing him to throw his head back in pleasure, his breath mangled with the playfully maneuvering of their hips, his own still working to bring Cersie further into him with each wild thrust. “Oooh, my darling. You surprise me as well … continually.” He had expected the man to lay there and receive treatment as most of the others had done. Cersie was strong indeed, perhaps more powerful than he had given him credit for. The thought gave him some reservation but it was quickly swept away with the movement of the shaft pumping into him endlessly. He fell into the void of his lust and focused entirely on his needs.<br/><br/><br/>The room was spinning slowly around them now and he grabbed Cersie’s face to lock their eyes together. “It is of no importance if you remained focused on your task.” He urged through a loud groan as his insides were pummeled. “<i>Fuck me.</i>” It was his hypnosis again though he only used it just enough to keep Cersie’s attention to delighting him with carnal acts. He had lost more control over the dimensional space and it seemed to be in direct correlation with the wind elemental’s power coursing through him in an attempt to pull the air around them into a spiral storm. The vampire’s attention was drawn in too many different directions to maintain everything as it had been when they entered. His eyes began to roll upwards breaking their contact and his back arched as he threw his legs over his partner’s shoulders locking his ankle behind Cersie’s neck. “<i>glom ve mrith dout tobor. si tuor ekess kiwieg dout virednith.</i>” He hissed lewdly, “I want it.”<br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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</div><br/><br/>The vampire’s beautiful body twisted underneath the elemental’s touch, his muscled form like mailable stone covered with smooth soft skin. He used his legs in their locked position to pull the man in for another deep kiss before he released him entirely. He then pulled away like one of the shadows dancing upon the walls to crawl over to the other edge of the couch. Iseulith lowered his upper body over the edge and spread his knees to fully present himself to the other. He looked charmingly under his shoulder, ass swaying gently as his cock dripped a long clear string of precum onto the cushion below, pooling into a dark spot. “Show me your devotion. Let me feel your need.” His heart felt strange as it pumped that powerful blood through his chest and body, zapping him internally every now and then as it fought for expression. The vampire shivered in response and his precum flowed more freely as his own release built up within him, torturing him deliciously with its chaotic force. “Cersie...” he breathed through the preorgasmic shutter. “I’m getting so close.”