"See.. no real harm done" She said and reached out her hand to gently stroke the side of Bael's face with her nails. The sight of Bael's exposed sex was more then she expected. Large, tattooed, and circumspect, the throbbing pulse in that exposed length made her fangs  pop out with an audible 'shick'.  She just closer her mouth, trying not to draw attention to her strange manifestation of arousal. Her enhanced vision saw every vein in that cock pulse with hot blood.<br/><br/>Jerion grinned excitedly. "I'll get the money for you in a little bit. I'm going to go break this down now!" It was apparent he enjoyed crafting magic trinkets.<br/><br/>Mircalla didn't pay much attention to her companion leaving and instead brought her soft cool fingers down from Bael's face to touch the engorged head of his dick. Her flesh seemed much colder then most, but there was a pleasurable tingling to it. As if the cold in her was en energy in it's own. Unlike some vampires Mircalla preyed on psychic energy and blood rather then life energy and blood, the experience was known to be far more intoxicating for the victim. Yet she did not try to feed of of Bael, instead she just trailed her fingers around the warm head of his cock.<br/><br/>