<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EFUS_JCWkAEjgaD.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lucien Norva (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15943817#msg15943817)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Dhampir Alchemist<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Generic Cave Dungeon One | Afternoon, W1D2<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rei<br/><br/>Her blood was divine. Wonderful. And combined with the scent and splash of her cum against his cheek, it was<em>intoxicating</em>. It was almost too good. Enough to make his body tremble as he drank, and his painful erection became far more so. It needed to be free, and yet its throbbing strain for release thrilled him in a whole new way. It was all so overwhelming that what remained of his deteriorating composure felt both relief and shock when he was able release the bite.<br/><br/>With a casual ease, he lapped at the bite marks he'd left in her thigh, and like magic they sealed, resulting in marks the looked much older than they were. In a matter of days they'd be gone. But for now, he'd left his mark. A mark he stared at for a few more moments, his breaths ragged and increasingly heavy as he cock throbbed uncontrollably, invigorated by the scent of her and the thought of marking and feeding on her. He wanted to take her then and there.<br/><br/>And without a second thought to sweep the first away, his body had no recourse but to obey its urges. He lowered her into his arms, pausing only to marvel at how small yet voluptuous she was; how deceptively muscled under the grip of his fingers and press of his own toned arms. Then the moment passed with another sweeping urge, and he carried her over to the writing desk and set her down at its edge with her legs still held high and beautifully spread. He pushed closer, using his chest as a rest for them as his eyes glued themselves to her breasts' every quivering shake and his hands flew to his trousers to free himself.<br/><br/>And so he did in record time, the article falling about his ankles as he stood tall again, this time in tandem with his lengthy, veined, and rigidly hard cock, which beaded precum at its tip. For such typically stale cave air--perfumed and sex scented as it was--its relative coolness felt suddenly drastic against his newly revealed member. He shivered. Him. And as he did, that bead of precum dribbled readily with more to cum.<br/><br/>"Hah..." he breathed, ever more like the primal beast he'd hidden away til now, "my potions never affect me...unless..." Of course. Alcohol barely got to him normally, making it quite expensive and time consuming to get drunk, but when he bit a drunken patron during a fling it always happened much, much faster.<br/><br/>"Hells," he groaned as the tightness in his core increased and the pulsing of his cock became uncomfortable all over again. It needed more. He needed more. So with one hand he took her legs by the ankles and with the other he took hold of himself--and instantly repressed both a moan and the urge to stroke until he climaxed on her toned ass and thighs and belly. Instead, took a step forward and rubbed the head of his cock against her slit, focusing on her clit.<br/><br/>The heat, the slickness, the softness and gentle, inviting clench. Her pussy was almost too much to handle in hi state. In fact, he was sure it was. If only his mind weren't so clouded he would consider getting himself off once to lessen his sensitivity first. Instead, among the clouds danced images of her well used cunt dripping--pouring--with his cum.<br/><br/>Then came the<em>clang</em>that snapped him out of it. He peeked over his shoulder only to notice (after far too long) that the center bars of their cage had broken off and collapsed to the floor. He considered for just the tiniest fraction of a second, then his eyes were back on her, gleaming blue in a way that was inhuman, yet the lust within them was undoubtedly familiar. "I'm not done with you yet." It was a statement as simple as fact, and just as simple was the way he smoothly lined up with her tight, drooling entrance and pushed himself inside.<br/><br/>This time he couldn't even hope to repress his moan, pleasured and bestial as it was. He let it fill the cavern freely as he worked himself deeper into her well lubricated sex, stretching her to handle his girth as every gripping, slickened inch of her walls sent his mind and body into overdrive. He felt electric heat in his core and all throughout his body, so powerful as to be frightening, but not a care marred his mind as he all but fucked her into the desk. Harder, faster, deeper as he pressed submission without a word, without a care for the swelling of his length and the tightening of his sac as he rocketed toward the edge. Beyond all else, he was ready to mark her once again.