<div class="floatleft">(http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn313/NovemberWerewolf/Female%20Characters/Lady_in_black_by_Drakevensia.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Asaria Lao<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Frozen Hearth<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, after sunset<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gormr, (Closed)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She knew it was working; lust perfumed the air and clouded her mind, but she never lost sight of her goal. Even in the dark room, illuminated only by the coals of the fireplace, Asaria could see the veins in Gormr’s body pulsing in time with his heart. He was very much alive and strong, and in his own way he was taunting and teasing just as she was. More skin meant more veins to her sight, and the further excited that the man became, the more they pulsed and ticked quietly against his flesh, daring her to quench her desires. She almost whimpered, almost became complacent if only he would give her what she needed to survive and stay sane. But she couldn’t. She wouldn’t. Hurting him wasn’t in her goals, and so she must remain in control of the situation, ready to make the hard decision if it down to it.<br/><br/>The nord had her in seconds; she allowed it, having noted the slight shift of his weight in his footing before the advance. Down onto the bed she was tossed, but only after she was stripped naked and receiving a pair of teeth in her own flesh.<em>Gods above!</em>She hadn’t took into consideration that this man would be as equally playful with his teeth as she intended to be, yet such a thing to vampires was such an intense rush. Her body clenched with need, she shivered with lust and whimpered with a delicate sound, and as the man made his way up, she rolled her hips backwards, pleading without words for so much more.<br/><br/>It was as if she were drunk; her eyes struggled to focus, her fangs extended, and as the man’s mouth moved further up, along her spine and to her shoulder, all Asaria could do was arch and writhe with anticipation. But she clenched her jaw, forced those fangs back into place and was whipped around to her back for her efforts.<br/><br/>She was winded, panting with lust-clouded eyes. Even the human’s pour eyesight (by comparison, she presumed,) would be able to detect the hardening of her nipples, and the moisture that had built up between her slender thighs. These she spread for the man, allowing him to enjoy the sight of her body as he kicked off his boots and made ready for her.<br/><br/>“I plan on taking you hard and fast until we crash. And then, when you’ve recovered, I’d like to have you again, slower, so that I might indulge some more.” She ran her fingers down the length of her body, watching his face as she did this, even when she pinched at her nipple, and drifted lower to spread her excitement against her lower lips. She was wet, and they could both hear the way her fingers slipped inside of her body.<br/><br/>It was a distraction. A foot stretched out as if spreading for him, but hooked behind the warrior’s knee and pulled him down towards the mattress. She was quick as a fox, agile and cunning, using the man’s momentum against him even though she had the strength, too. Now he was on his back on the bed, and the vampire took the dominant position, climbing on top of his lap and straddling his girth. She began to grind against him, biting her lower lip fang-free as she watched his face. “Don’t you dare hold back, Nord. I –<em>want</em>- you to hurt me.” And with that, she lifted her hips and slammed them back down, taking the entire length of his hard prick inside of her in one, smooth rush. It was enough to make her tremble.