The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll & Maniac)
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				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 14:43:15</strong>
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				It was to be one of her first acts of diplomacy on her father's behalf; the king having been reluctant in many ways on allowing his daughter to leave Aerawin even for such noble purposes. "I am old enough, Father. You have taught me well over these 19 years, more than ever in the last few. I will do my best to make you proud, and strengthen our relations with the the other kingdoms during the Counsel of Jeralith. I promise you, I will stay safe."<br><br>She had seen it in his eyes. Her words seemed to cause a slight sway, but that doubt, that fatherly fear. He was worried on her well being. <br><br>"I will only allow this if the Royal Guard escorts you."<br><br>"It is not very encouraging for peace if a small army is brought, Father. One of our bravest, greatest knights. There will be others with us as well... And I will stay in Lord Gareth's sight continuously."<br><br>The king's eyes took a new emotional turn. "A fast decision on your guardian, dear Rosalie..." A smile. A nod. "Very well. Young Sir Gareth shall be your escort. But I still beg of you; be safe, my daughter. Our kingdom waits for your rule... And an old man's heart would shatter if he were to lose his only child."<br><br>She hugged him, thanked him for his faith in her, his blessing to take this journey. She wanted to prove herself to him, and to show that she could be the same great ruler than the people of Aerawin found in him. It took only a few hours for the horses to be loaded, the men to be prepared. Lord Gareth was waiting for them; brave, strong, handsome Lord Gareth. <br><br>Her father had seen the reasoning behind this choice.<br>Merely the mention of the young knight brought a smile to the girl's face, a hue to her cheeks. <br>A princess' infatuation.<br><br><br>A day's journey was all it took to arrive in Jeralith. Having left at early dawn, the trip would have ended sooner if not for the princess' insisting on exploring every new sight and peddler along their journey. But Gareth was patient. He allowed her curiosity to take it's fill, knowing how little she had truly ever been given such freedoms. The Counsel would not officially start its three day events for another sunrise, leaving Rosalie plenty of time to explore.<br><br>The castle of Jeralith was ruled by her uncle, brother to her own king. As she and her knight passed through the gates, the blare of a trumpet sounded above- a sound explained by Gareth. "Each guest is announced as arrived with such a sound. The notes he uses let your uncle know exactly who has entered his gates." <br><br>"Interesting," the young princess replied, peering up curiously to the man perched above. The smile and slight bow given as he spied her brought a quick giggle to her lips, leading her horse to follow Gareth to the stablehand waiting for them. Her knight helped her to dismount, passing the horses' reins to the young man before escorting the girl into the castle.<br><br>The king was already waiting, a surprised widening of his smile coming as he saw who had been sent. "Little Rose!," he roared in laughter, hugging her tightly. "I expected my brother, not my dear niece! Good day to you as well, Sir Gareth- I hope the journey was well! Come, come- The other delegates have started to arrive. Most know your father, my dear. You will certainly be a surprise for them as well... Not a white haired old goblin at all!"<br><br>"Uncle-!," Rosalie laughed, shaking her head. "Father says you are a child in a madman's body..."<br><br>"And right he is to say it." The king grinned with that, then gestured about. "My castle is open to all my guests, my dear. Be at home, and meet our fellow delegates as you wish! I will have a porter take your luggage to your rooms."<br><br>"Thank you, uncle." Rosalie smiled again, glancing to Gareth, who had found paintings and armor that amused him as well. <br><br>And father had been so worried! This seemed a wonderful trip, so far!<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs42/f/2009/066/4/f/4fd6eb678c335520506eebef720fbb04.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 19:00:12</strong>
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				Diplomacy, was an art, not a science. Indeed it was an area which Tina was still coming to appreciate. She had learned a great deal since she had first had to venture into the world. Even more when she had shead her mortality one night when she had dinned with a friend and decided to try to go home&nbsp; at that late hour. Though Tina found herself thankful, if she had not been foolish as a human she might still be one. Slowly the brunette brushed a few locks of her long brown hair out of her eyes as she focused. Tina knew she was taller than most women but while that could pose a problem at times it also offered some advantages. Such as being able to peak over a wall with out it seeming totally awkward and seeing the new arrival. There were possibly days left in this conference and Tina did not&nbsp; look forward to them. She had learned how to juggle her unlife to keep those humans unaware of what she was. Though wearing the human mask, and not being able to be herself could be so...frustrating!<br><br>At the moment though she found herself in the shadows catching a glimpse of the new arrival. Her keen inhuman hearing let her quickly determine who this was. The politics behind it should matter but Tina found herself instead focused on the girl, the beauty innocence that surrounded her. Slowly the girls scent wafted to her nose and Tina almost drooled. 'I know she would taste soooo good' The young vampires thought to herself. She wore a tight light red gown and she felt another surge of hunger. 'thank goodness she came in during the early night' she thought to herself. She was here mainly to act as an advisor being intelligent and well read before despite being 'young' 'not so young any more but I'll always look it' Tina thought with almost a wicked smile then her thoughts turned back to the girl watching her as she slid deeper into the shadows.
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				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 22:11:57</strong>
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				The knight's attention drew away slightly from the artwork he had been admiring, a look upon his features that caused his charge to take a questioning glance of her own. "Gareth? What troubles you?," Rosalie asked softy, coming to rest a hand upon his arm.<br><br>A shake of his head came in response. "It is nothing, my Princess. A strange feeling, nothing more. Something that should not concern us in a place of peace. A knight sometimes can have troubles in staying out of a warrior's mindset." He cleared his throat, his own hand coming to rest against hers. "I apologize, m'lady. Please, enjoy yourself in this place. Pay no mind to me and my foolish thoughts."<br><br>"Nothing is foolish, sir. I appreciate your efforts..." Rosalie smiled again, letting go of his arm as a servant passed, carrying her bags. "I think a little freshening up from the journey is in order for me... I do not do as well on a horse as you, Gareth." She smirked with that, following after the man. "Sir, wait, please!," she called, finally catching up with him.<br><br><br><br>Led to her room, the princess started to unpack, hanging her dresses and contemplating a change of clothing completely. Traveling had messed her current dress, a questioning on how well she might appear before other royal dignitaries lingering. Certainly no bad presentation of her father's kingdom should be made-! With that in mind, she began to undo the buttons at the back of her dress, peering into her available selections for something new. Dinner with uncle and his associates of the counsel should mean something stating her royal position, but a reminder of the differences between herself and her father. <br><br>Lingering thoughts.<br>How could simply choosing a dress be such a complicated thing?!
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				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>01-04-2013, 03:58:07</strong>
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				Tina's face twitched she HATED wearing her human mask, she ached to be out of it, also to be done with this and get back to her home where she could be herself, not wear a face that was not hers. Tina knew though that her ruminations were a distraction, what really had occupied her mind was this princess. She had heard enough following her from the shadows to realize who she was, that was SO useful. Yet, that wasn't the whole reason she was following her, not far from it. Tina hadn't considered this t obe to profitable besides making her self useful, feeding discreetly where she could, getting seen as even more useful by the duke, and then arranging some additional feeding advantages. Really she found herself drawn more now to...adventure even more than intellectual pursuits. Yet the princess she was beautiful, so innocent helpful. <br><br>Tina found her attractive, VERY attractive, and also...was another opportunity opening up? But more than that...part of her ached to taste the princess, to corrupt her, to ...did she want to turn her? THat quickly?! Tina tried to reign in her desires, ambitions even reason through it. 'Don't be stupid' She told herself, so many of her kind were when they were newborn like she was and got themselves staked or just became someones minion. Still she followed the princess and saw her slip into a side room. Tina quirked her lips in a dark smile as she slipped over toward a window and hesitated she glanced around causually and then the brunette slipped out with ease onto the ledge and worked her way over towards the balcony she slipped down onto it as she heard the princess's voice and tried to gauge if she was alone. She saw the other woman strip and watched feeling arousal and hunger rise.
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				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 14:01:27</strong>
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				Rosalie's mind was everywhere at this point. Trying to remember everything he father had warned her on- avoiding offending others from the Kingdoms she had never been to, keep in mind differences in cultures between her own experiences and those she never met... How to properly accept and decline gifts during the summit. Part of her wished heavily that Gareth could accompany her into the meetings... But to bring an armed guard into a place of peace like that was the biggest insult possible. Her uncle would allow no harm to fall her, she was certain of that. Her fears lay elsewhere. Fear of failure.<br><br>Oh, but look at her now. Letting her thoughts roam away like that, still standing in the center of her room, still clutching onto the dress she has removed. Left nude and thoughts wandering, feeling the slight chill of passing wind gusts outside her open balcony doors. Taking up another dress, a more presentable cut and decor for the young royal to wear than her traveling outfit. Clutching the new fabric bundle to her chest, trying to block the new gusts that blew, she approached the doors,deciding that closing them would be the best plan at the moment. <br><br>She paused as knock sounded at her door, still clutching the dress tightly as she turned around. "Yes?," she called, quickly adding to it. "Oh, please don't come in- I'm certainly not presentable-!"<br><br>"pardon the intrusion, m'lady, but I have drawn a bath for you. The door on the far wall- your private bath. Please, make yourself comfortable. Someone shall be along soon to assist you."<br><br>Rosalie smiled at that. "Wonderful! Thank you!" Still holding the dress, she headed for the mentioned other door, opening it to find a streaming bath waiting in the oversized tub. A blissed sigh left her as she hung the dress from the door, stepping into the water and sliding down in. <br><br>Now there was a way to end a trip...
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				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 18:44:02</strong>
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				Watching from the shadows, her eyes were riveted to the beautiful form infront of her. She couldn't help it and slipped her uncomfortable human mask as she slid into her true face, her fangs sliding out golden eyes appearing ridges forming. She let out a soft sigh and brushed a few locks of her long brown hair behind her ears. Her ivory hands stood out a bit against her red dress. Still Heather slowly slid her tongue along her full lips and watched Rosaline undress, seeing that beautiful blonde and her gorgous body. More than that, she was obviously intelligent, and a bit modest. The innocence seemed to call to he own twisted nature aching to corrupt it. 'This IS dangerous girl' She wanred herself. And it was, not thinking could get her dusted or turned to ash in the sun if the wrong people found out.<br><br>Slowly Heather slid through the shadows as she moved from one curtain to another. She over heard the conversation. So there would be someone else coming. That presented an opportunity, and a danger. What DID she want to do? A straight introduction to the princess made the most sense, or just leave. Yet...perhaps...she had the princess to herself, here and it was hard to resist a golden opportunity. Heather's hands clenched as she tried to make herself reason through it. Yet her tongue slid over her fangs, and she could hear the princess's heart beat, smell her scent in the next room. 'if I did this...she has to rise soon. Otherwise it would be even more dangerous. Yet, I haven't turned another yet this would be my first. I really seem to have a great sense of timing with this' Heather thought yet she slowly moved towards the tub area stealing a peak she watched the other girl for a long moment. Her delicate fingers slid ove rthe stone near her as she watched the princess slide into the tub. Heather felt herself tense, aroused, hot even if she no longer had a heart beat or was alive. Her red dress felt tight, it's mild cut made her suddenly wish she wore something more seductive. If she DID do this how would she do it? Just take her? That was an option, or make it gentle, seductive...maybe both."<br><br>Heather slowly leaned against the wall gathered herself and made a decision. yes, she would, and she would try to arrange it so no one else would bother the princess tonight. For now heather forced herself into her human mask, her features morphing into her human face as she moved as if to come in through the door and she slowly swayed towards the tub. "princess?" heather called out "I hate to bother you but do you think I could ...talk to you for a minute? My name is Heather I am with another delegation and I wanted to greet you even if it is a BIT unorthodox" Heather's&nbsp; voice was gentle and even a bit playful Yet she stood behind the curtain.
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				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 15:48:07</strong>
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				Having slipped down further, her head slipping beneath the steaming warmth of the water, Rosalie came back up slowly and took a deep breath. The bath was certainly invigorating. She hoped that Gareth had taken the same plan; the man needed to take more time to enjoy himself and lower those stern defenses he kept so often. A mere squirrel could leave him with sword drawn and ready to attack...<br><br>The sound of a new voice, however, drew her from her thoughts, quickly turning in the tub and grabbing a towel, trying to cover herself somewhat while still in the waters. "Hello there?," she called leerily, confused by the woman who entered the bathroom so casually. "Are you the help that woman spoke of?," she started to inquire, a slight widening to her eyes as the woman explained her true position. Another dignitary! "Oh-!"<br><br>Rosalie was certainly in no position to be giving a proper greeting to such a person. And how had she even come in? She took another quick breath, recalling her father's warning on different customs and practices. Perhaps that was the case here. A woman speaking with another woman in such intimate quarters... May not have blinked an eye in her visitor's homeland.<br><br>"Ah- w-well then. A hello to you to, miss Heather..." The princess attempted to give a smile, though barely moved from her spot in the water. "Is... Um. Is there something you wished to discuss, a matter that you need solved with our kingdom?"<br><br>Rosalie was a touch uncomfortable. Something about this woman... Perhaps it was simply that forward approach. Rosalie had never dealt with such a person before... 
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				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 22:31:58</strong>
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				Heather cursed herself but she had already taken this step, why not take the plunge? She tried to put together a few options and plans on the fly. Her options were limited, she could just back out...'No...no I'm not. Crap...this is not one of my better moments. I've always cursed the&nbsp; vampires that do this on the fly and here I am.' Heather felt her mind spinning but she didn't stick her head through the curtain instead she hesitantly slid a hand through and waved. "I'm terribly sorry princess Rosalie, I didn't want to disturb you. I have to admit I gave in to temptation and my own curiosity and snuck in. I'm an advisor to Duchess Harrington, I know I can be a bit to forward at times. If you can forgive me I wanted to greet you. I know this isn't the proper forum, yet I thought it might be better if we met informally. Unfortunately I didn't think it would be this informally...' Heather tried to sound weak but also...even a bit seductive, a bit enticing hoping to stir the Princess's own curiosity.<br><br>'Okay...think! She expects another, so whatever I do I must do this quickly. Either the princess is 'kidnapped' or I sire her fast and hope she rises quickly too.' Heather's mind was racing but fortunately not all her wits had left her. Instead she shifted to let the candles behind her highlight her tall yet feminine form as she put a hand on he own hip she was confident this could work. Of course if she'd thought it through more and taken her time...'Seize the moment..' Heather told herself as she felt her face twitch she ached to shed her human mask and part of her was already aching to see the princess's fear and lust as she drank her. To see her form again dipping and wet it sent shivers of lust through the vampires. Tina shifted just a bit and a faint smile crossed her lips. "If you can forgive me your Highness?"
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				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>08-04-2013, 13:32:41</strong>
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				Temptation? <br>Rosalie sat up a bit more, watching both the exposed hand and the figure behind the curtain. The duchess was a vaguely familiar name; someone her father had briefly mentioned in his run through of possible guests to engage her during the events. She tried to quickly remember the details he had given-<br><br>The woman- Miss Heather... She sounded almost as thrown off and surprised as Rosalie had been upon realizing she had this unexpected company. A tiny little giggle left her lips, pulling herself completely from the bath and reaching for a new towel . "One moment, Miss Heather. I'm always for meeting with new folk, but-"<br><br>Drying herself a bit more, she paused as she noted the woman's form outside that privacy curtain, watching for the briefest moment. Miss Heather was... Miss Heather was certainly quite the developed woman. Rosalie swallowed slightly, taking a breath and contemplating her prior thoughts.<br><br>Differences between Kingdoms.<br>The knights and advisors would settle with her father in the steaming centers of the saunas and baths... Seated together with mere towels or simple water to provide modesty...<br><br>She certainly didn't want to offend the duchess' advisor...<br><br>"Please, Miss Heather. Come in."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 01:35:34</strong>
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				Heather smiled back at herself. She had already gotten her way, infact she found herself drawing inexorably towards siring Rosalie, the opportunity was to perfect and her lust, eagerness, hunger and desire was making it so difficult to consider another option. 'Stupid little slut' Heather thought to herself, though she didn't know if she was thinking about herself, Rosalie, or both. It was not the kind of impulse that Heather usually entertained, for a vampire she had remarkable self control probably to much. Though for now one might not know it. Heather didn't resist this time instead she slowly pushed the curtain open. He face twitched as she nearly vamped out and shed her human mask and morph into he vampire vestige. However she managed to hold back just.<br><br>Heather's eyes gazed over Rosalie, she was gorgeous, a blonde beauty. Though Heather knew that she probably was a bit more attractive. Still it only wet her appetite, lusts and curiosity. Yet she managed to hide it as she took a tentative step in. She tilted he head letting a few more of her long chestnut locks frame her face and shifted to emphasis her curvy yet athletic body and large firm ivory breasts. "Thank you, your Highness. I know I can be...toward at times, yet this opportunity, I couldnt' resist...I...know an informal situation can be the best time to meet someone. Even if this is far more informal than I would desire or had expected!" Heather gave a hopeful smile back to the princess and gave her a curtsy then slowly advanced towards her drawing close watching Rosalie her body moving sensuously and confidently as she ended up so close to the princess. "My full name is Granger,, but...your Majesty, if you prefer heather I would enjoy that as well." Heather's smile brightened and she savored the moment too before she revealed what she was...buried her fangs into Rosalie's neck.
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				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>17-04-2013, 13:25:29</strong>
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				"Being forward can sometimes be the best way to get the attention you wanted," Rosalie replied with a smile, pushing off a few more bubbles from the soap left in the tub. Oh, that servant woman had certainly gone to far more trouble than she needed... All she had wanted was a quick soak, but this made things far more comfortable and impossible to get out of!<br><br>"Heather Granger," the princess repeated, nodding. "Very well then, miss Heather Granger. I hope my uncle's home has been welcoming for you as well? I hate to think he's favoring family over his visiting guests. I... Ah..." She paused, a bit surprised on how close the new woman was getting, managing to swallow down and trying to contain any nervousness that came with it. "Would you case to join me? The bath is far big enough for two. Consider it a welcoming of peace between our two Kingdoms?"<br><br>Something about this woman. More than just the way she carried herself... The way she spoke, simply stood. A pride to her, accentuated by the absolute confidence that radiated from her. There was something about miss Heather that left Rosalie's heart racing.<br><br>Nervous?<br>Afraid.<br>Afraid? Nonsense! What was there to be afraid of?
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				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>20-04-2013, 18:02:45</strong>
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				"Very true your Majesty. Thank you very much for your generosity" Heather flashed a smile back as well as she slowly approached Heather gazed over the princesses form once more and then caught her eyes with a smile. Heather tried to look bashful but then she laughed lightly. "Thank you your Majesty, I think...I can take you up on that offer." heather slowly shifted she worked the back of her dress then the front and the red sleek gown came off with ease falling down to her feet. She picked it up and then quickly set it on a group of chairs nearby to keep it off the floor. After a few more moments she swayed towards the hot tub again and then gave the princess a smile. She rthen easily slipped in with out even brothering to test the water. She tried to tie her long brown hair up to keep it out of the soap. <br><br>Heather let out a soft sigh as she settled in and then smiled.
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				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>24-04-2013, 14:24:18</strong>
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				"After a few days of travel, I think everyone deserves a good linger in a comfortable soak," Rosalie laughed, watching as her new acquaintance slipped her dress off and approached the tub. She tried hard not to stare, but- good lord, the woman was beautiful. Her nude body seemed perfect.... It caused the slightest twinge of jealousy from the young royal, wishing her own body had formed more like the adviser before her. No one at all would doubt the desires of this woman. Rosalie... Had trouble getting the knights and servants of her farther's castle to stop seeing her as a child. <br><br>"Miss Heather...," she started softly, watching still as she slipped into the water, a hesitant smile to her lips as she blushed. "Forgive me for staring, but- my goodness, you are a very beautiful woman... I'm sure it's a compliment many give you in a day." <br><br>She cleared her throat, blushing slightly for her rather forward comment, instead looking around for the little bottle of soap she had been using. "Many suitors must be waiting for you back at home, I would venture to guess. I've... Not been so lucky. Truthfully, this is my first real wandering from the castle in years... And first ever on such a distance with so little company. Perhaps my luck could change here." She laughed softly with that, still searching for the bottle. "Oh, far too many bubbles in this water-!"
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				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>24-04-2013, 19:39:17</strong>
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				"I can't agree more Princess" Heather quirked a smile as she slowly relaxed in the tub. The bubbles did seem a bit excessive and she grinned a bit. Still as she glanced at them Heather couldn't help but replay the look that the Princess gave her when she saw her body. 'So she at least is envious...but I think tis' more than that. I definitely think the princess and I will have fun together' Heather thought and then quirked a smile as she brushed a few locks of her long brown hair back. "THank you Princess, I sometimes can forget but at least I'm aware of that too. Sometimes a girl can forget or not think she's all that attractive." Heather winked back at Rosalie as she slowly shifted to give Rose a better look at her own ivory body in a way to test how she reacted. Heather shifted to move even closer to the other girl brushing her cold shoulder againset the princess's warm one as she let her get a great look at her breasts. "You are a beautiful woman too Princess, I know it can be frustrating when people dont' recognize that your not a girl anymore. I'm SURE you have at least a few men watching you"<br><br>Heather slowly gave a sly smile as she tilted her gaze and her brown eyes regarded the other girl. Heather slowly reached out and confidently put an ivory hand on the princess's shoulder and gave it a squeeze. Her slender hands were strong and she shifted her taller body a bit. "I'm glad that you got out, other wise I might not have met you at least not for a while! I can already tell that we could be fast friends and more." Heather reached out and then slid even closer pressing both breasts against hte princess's side as she reached out. "Let me Princess..." She got the bottle with a smile as she seemed to innocently put the bottle out of the way and yet it left her so seductively close. Heather could hear Rose's heart beat, it was so tempting, her face twitched and she nearly shead her human mask and buried her fangs into the princess right there. That soft alluring body was against her own and yet she managed to stay composed though her nipples hardened and she felt her self grow a bit hot. Heather then brushed a few bubbles away as if in play as she slowly slid one hand up and over Rosalie's full breasts and over her heart as she slid even closer. "I think your luck could change in an instant. In ways that you might not have thought possible" Heather tilted her head and then whispered into the princess's ear, in a playful self assured and sensual tone. "Did you ever want to be bad?"
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				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>29-04-2013, 20:50:04</strong>
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				This was certainly a new thing for Rosalie. She had been around other women in a close proximity, for certain- but never in this type of circumstance. It was usually some type of maid or servant assisting her, never someone of a higher position as was the case with Miss Heather. The woman made her nervous, in so many ways. Made strange feelings develop inside the young royal. Things that confused her... This woman had no real shyness when it came to her body, and to see her display herself so proudly both in that revealing dress- and now without....<br><br>Rosalie felt as though the water had gotten twice as warm then it had been before.<br><br>"A... A few," The princess admitted softly, shaking her head. "A squire or two, barely out of being a boy themselves... I just-" She cut short as Heather's hand found her shoulder, a soft breath drawn in. Soft. And... cool. Much cooler than Rosalie would have expected for joining the warm bath. Perhaps she herself had been in here too long. The woman's words, however, brought a smile to the younger woman's lips, nodding lightly. "Yes. I certainly agree with that. There's not much of a life being stuck behind castle gates. So much more to see, and new friends to meet... Like you, Miss Heather."<br><br>She shivered slightly as Heather leaned in closer, leaving that cool press of her silky flesh against Rosalie's own heated skin. The princess couldn't help but glance over as the woman moved against her, quickly looking back up with a slight blush as Heather's voice came to her once again. "Oh, um-" A tiny gasp left her lips as Heather's hand loved through the pile of bubbles, brushing up her chest, leaving the Princess' eyes to widen. The things she said- they both confused and excited her. Luck could change...? "I don't understand...," She started softly, closing her eyes and shivering once again. "Miss Heather- I..." <br><br>Oh God, her lips so close to her ear, whispering like that. Rosalie couldn't fight the tiny whimper that came to her own lips, clutching her hand to the side of the tub. "Want to- be... Y-Yes... There are so many things I know... I know I shouldn't want... but that doesn't stop them from coming to my mind..." She was barely above whispering now, herself. Secrets she was afraid to confess. "I should... love a knight. But- But I..." She swallowed, glancing to the woman so intimately close to her now. "I've longed for a womans touch. I've spent nights embraced in my chambermaid's arms... My father would- He... I could never tell him..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 02:30:24</strong>
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				Heather quirked a smile at the Princess's reaction, her expression was gentle as it faded into an understanding expression that wasn't faked or an act. Heather could see what she was doing to Rosalie and how confused and pent up the young woman was. Feeling the bubbles against her cold skin caused it's own tingling. Heather's brown eyes twinkled and then flashed her face twitched as her entire body quivered. 'Not yet girl!' Heather thought to herself as she slid an ivory hand slowly over Rosaline's warm body as she slid her one hand over Rosaline's long blonde hair hten theo ther gently slid over her full breasts and she slid even closer. Heather couldn't believe what she was hearing. 'I hadn't thought...' STill she rode it...though she wasn't sure that she could control it! Heather had a strong doubt her own lusts and hunger that she was already struggling to control could be supressed long enough to drive the princess wild before she vamped her. Still...still Heather would try.<br><br>"I understand Rosaline...I understand...I think I can help you" Heather's voice dropped and her lips quirked in another grin that faded as she let one hand drift from Rosaline's long blonde hair over her other breast both hands squeezing those large orbs before one dipped lower as the other caressed then scratched at one of the Princess' nipples. Instead it droped lower she could smell Rosaline's lust, her heat and it was mouthwatering, except for a vampire the equivilant was slipping into your true face which Heather was fighting against. Her hand traveled over Rosaline's trim stomah then between her full thighs before she stroekd softly at Rosaline's netiher lips, working slowly then faster until she started to gently Part Rosaline's thighs a bit and shifted to press her own large full breats into Rosaline's side and then her fingers rubbed at Rosaline's clit softly at first then a bit harder before her slender fingers parted Rosaline's folds and then she gently tried to slip two fingers into he to begin to gently pleasuring her while her thumb worked at Rosaline's cilt.<br><br>"Just let it out...I promise it'll change your life" Heathers voice got throaty, hungry, and her face tiwtched again as the brunette vampiress struggled it wouldnt' belong before she had to drop the pretenses. and she caught Rosaline's lips in a hard hungry kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 23:46:34</strong>
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				She barely knew this woman. Only moments, and yet, here she was confessing things to her. No secrets to be kept in a place like this, her father had warned her. She was trying her best to hold to that. Still- to share such things... <br><br>Rosalie found herself trusting Miss Heather, and she wasn't sure why. Something about her brought the young royal to confess, to admit to the things that lingered in her mind. That she couldn't lie to her, even if she had wanted to. Something about her eyes, her touch- something about her simply demanded Rosalie tell her truth, listened to her words. <br><br>The woman's touch was certainly something that aided to that desire. Rosalie's body had never felt anything as overwhelming as her new friend's hands. Just the trail of her fingers... And now, so much more. The princess glanced up at her companion's eyes as those hands roamed her flesh, caressing her breasts, teasing against her- drawing a whimper form the younger's lips, a tremble to her whole body. She was frightened, but wanting more. Those embraces, stolen away in the night... They were nothing like this. But this- this felt... This felt like what she had craved. That something more that she just couldn't find. <br><br>"Oh.. God..." the princess' words brought a blush to her own cheeks, her eyes drifting closed as Heather's hands continued to drift against her, a sharp gasp came as that hand ran against her sex, the princess tensing slightly at this new touch that pet against her. Her legs tried to tighten, confused by this new feeling, pushed open by Heather's hand as the woman leaned in closer against her. So close to her, claiming her with her touch... Her proximity. Rosalie's eyes stayed closed, her head rolling against the woman's chest, crying out against her skin as Heather's fingers ran further, pressing into the royal's virgin passage. A cry came from her once more with that, both confused and surprised at the feelings that followed with it. That rubbing thumb, that driving motion... <br><br>"M-Miss Heather, please- I- Ah-" <br>Rosalie groaned again, burying herself against the woman even more. "It hurts, but please, please, don't stop-!" <br>What was she doing?! This wasn't- She shouldn't be allowing this! Her father would- would- <br><br>Heather's words whispered so hungrily brought the Princess' gaze to rise, her lips left parted as she gasped for breath, groaning into the kiss suddenly claiming her lips. ..Let it out... Yes. <br><br>No concern for her father, now. No concern on any of that. <br>This was...<br>Rosalie groaned again, her hips rocking forward in the water against Heather's probing fingers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>01-05-2013, 01:46:39</strong>
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				Heather smiled back and almost let out a snarl the passion was rising in her but also in Rosaline, it filled her scent, that innocent lust, the first time of such a pure princess. Being taken by a vampire a damned demon. Oh it was so perfect, Heather would take Rosaline's viriginity just before she vamped her and initiated her into the damned and soulessness. Heather's face twitched, she could barely restrain herself, her control was slipping agian and again it was only a matter of moments before she shead the anoying human mask and got into her comfortable true face. Heather's fingers pumped slowly into Rosalie's tight folds pumping slowly working deeper and deeper as she felt that barrier that pressure before her. Yet Heather didn't take it just yet she worked her thumb on Rosalie's clit even harder circling it rubbing stroking.<br><br>Heather flattened her very large ivory breasts against Rosalie's large pale orbs as she felt their hard nipples press into Rosalie as she tensed that wonderful heat spred from her folds she felt herself grow wet with desire, her face twitched again as she kissed her even harder. Heather knew's taller body pressed tighter against Rosalie as her fingers pounded now harder into Rosalie she drew it out longer and longer then kissed Rosalie harddr as well her cold lips stealing every moment from Rosalie's lips she felt her body gasping for air then broke the kiss and vampied sliding into her true face as he kissed over Rosalie's neck. She hoped the princess didn't notice just yet. Rosalie managed not to nip with her fangs for a moment and then as she ground their bodies together and one hand tangled in Rosalie's long blonde hair she pushed her fingers deep into Rosalie and past the hymen bursting it as she pumped slowly and steady taking her virginity aiming at bringing her to climax. <br><br>Heather's now golden eyes flashed as her face had morphed her fangs sliding out ridges there basking in her beautiful demonic face. Heather licked her fangs and drew back she let Rosalie see what she was flashing her fangs. "Oh thats my slut...thats my girl. Your SUCH a bad slut, but i'll make you so much more fun and badder as it were princess" Heather smirked then jerked her head to the side and dove in sliding her fangs deep into her lovers neck growling at the wonderful taste of Rosalie's rich innocent blood and she drank greedily, yet she reminded herself to not drain Rosalie dry she had to feed Rosalie her blood to vamp her and her fingers kept pumping pleasuring Rosalie even as she prepared to kill her...and remake her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>06-05-2013, 20:28:27</strong>
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				What was this woman doing to her? The Princess was both confused and enthralled, lost to every motion her new 'friend' made against her. Her body ached for more of that wonderful feeling, the way her fingers met against the younger girl's flesh, pressing into her in ways that brought further moans to her lips. She didn't understand, not at all- So much more than the explorations she had taken at home. A maid's kiss and embrace in the privacy of her chambers... But nothing like this. Rosalie's affections were merely- puppy love. Not- Not-<br><br>"Ah!" The cry left Rosalie's lips sharply as Heather's fingers pushed further, rocking up into the trembling core of the Royal, her kiss ending any further louder attempts at crying out. Moans and whimpers into the woman's lips came instead, Rosalie trembling against her as her newfound lover claimed her with both touch and embrace, her mouth deepening its lock with Rosalie's. This felt too good- Too overwhelming.... Rosalie's eyes rolled back slightly as she whined again, feeling a building warmth deep inside her. A throbbing desire for more, a fire aching to be quenched by more from Heather...<br><br>That kiss. <br>It was nearly impossible to breathe now, Heather's lips so tight to Rosalie, her motions stealing away the breath she tried to hold onto. A hard whine, a struggling to keep with it, that feeling inside her nearly taking her completely. Finally allowed to gasp for air, the Princess cried out and trembled against the woman's embrace and pressing fingers, moaning as she rocked against her touch, tangled into Heather and completely swept into her lips upon her neck. <br><br>Those words.<br>Oh, those words-<br>"Y-Yours, Miss Heather.. Y-Yours..." She didn't even recognize her own voice as she agreed with the woman, enthralled in her touch so deeply. Rosalie whined and shuddered, glancing up as Heather continued her dark claims upon her, the Princess taking her first glance of her lover's new visage. A start of a scream tried to leave her as she paled, horrified at this new version of the sultry woman, only for her body to betray her fear... Her first real orgasm, ripping through her as Heather's mouth found her neck. Shuddering and lost, her sex clenching to her attacker's fingers as they pushed on, her body limp against the woman's teeth baring down upon her throat. Rosalie sobbed softly, those tiny whimpers continuing on as she tried to keep conscious. <br><br>Frightened as her body felt so heavy, so cold- Oh, no.... No, no... her purity, lost... and drained to death by a vampire?! No... no...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 01:54:29</strong>
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				Her blood was...indescribable, the best that Heather had ever tasted! She had heard stories about slayer blood yet if that was the best ever this had to be second best, it was HER favorite! Rosaline's blood was so pure, so rich and potent she guzzeled it down, drank in it. Heather wanted to bathe in it! A primal growl surged out of Heather's mouth. "So rich, so....pure!" Heather got out but then stopped trying to describe it and fed eagerly. Drinking Rosaline as she had her first orgasm...priceless, it made her feel as if she was soaring. Heather's slender yet supernaturally strong ivory fingers drove deeper into Rosaline taking her virginity even more as she slid a third into Rosaline's amazingly tight folds. Heather almost over did it but managed to ease Rosaline into it with out hurting her, nooo...she wanted this. The purity faded a bit but that only made it sweeter as Heather realized she had taken it and this moment felt perfect, she was deflowering a princess, making the princess beg from it and she was going to sire her....twisting her into her childe, her lover forever. Hearing Rosaline pledge and give herself to her, only made Heather realize Rosaline might be the perfect slut, lover, childe....willing partner for eternity!<br><br>Heather took mouthful after mouthful of that rich blood drinking it down like a fine wine as she managed to slow herself and appreciate the moment even more as she stretched it out pleasuring Rosaline further hearing her moans, cries and lustful sounds. Heather's free hand gripped Rosaline's hair keeping her neck arched and she ground their large breasts together her hard nipples rubbing against Rosaline.s Heather's long chesnut mane framed her face and she continued to drink and drink, he fingers pumping, swirling and probing to find Rosaline's spot. When she did Heather pushed it hard as she took another long mouthful of Rosaline's blood then managed to slid her fangs out of that gorgeous neck. Heather almost drank to much, she nearly lost it and any chance of siring Rosaline. Yet she managed to stop! As heather's fangs slid out with a wet pop she smiled at Rosaline' and then slid her hand from Rosaline's long blonde hair she kept pleasuring her with her other and then brought her free hand to her breast slashing&nbsp; her left nipple and dark blood welled out. Heathers gasped then slowly tenderly gripped Rosoaline's head again and guide her in forcing the nipple into her mouth to make her feed. "Drink Rosaline, be my slut forever...drink my love" Heather murmured with a soft voice affection yet it dissolved into a hungry growl as her golden eyes gazed into Rosaline's still human eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 02:55:42</strong>
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				Rosalie struggled to comprehend everything that had happened so fast. A confession to this woman that seemed to draw the things she had tried to keep secret from her so easily- An embrace, a touch... then something more. And something frightening to come from it. The mix of pleasure and fear, bliss and pain... it flooded through her as the Princess cried out again, feeling her body shaking from both the overwhelming feel of Heather's fingers burying into her and the sucking bite she had placed against the royal's pale flesh.<br><br>She felt so dizzy. <br>Close to fainting... or- or...<br>Oh, no- Oh no no- She was going to kill her. Death within her own uncle's castle. On a journey intended for peace and understanding, she was going to die within her first few hours of arrival and-<br><br>Rosalie groaned again, a weak sound leaving her as she shivered again, her head lolling back against her vampiric lover as the woman continued to feed. "Please... don't...," She choked out softly, crying out again with the last of her responding strength as Heather's fingers sought a new position inside her, one that seemed to add to the girl's growing weakness and frailty as she gasped for breath. Oh god, whatever she was doing- Oh god, Oh god-! The princess trembled and moaned, sobbing softly at the confusing flood of so many feelings taking over her. Bliss in death, she was certain.<br><br>She stopped. She had abruptly stopped, still holding the dazed girl in her arms and slashing at her own flash. Rosalie watched, though had no response to it, still trying to hold onto what remained of consciousness as her head was brought against the wound her nails had made. Disgusted at first, her lips still managed to open, a whimper as the warmth met against her tongue. <br><br>That taste... Those words... Rosalie stared up at the woman holding her, whimpering still as she drank at the warm fluid flowing against her lips. Still shaking, finding her strength returning as it came into her mouth, she gave another weak whine, suckling harder to have more of it. <br><br>She knew what it was... But couldn't bring herself to stop.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 05:23:47</strong>
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				Rosalie's struggles were soo arousing but also worrying. Had she given her enough? Had she done everything right? Heather didnt want to do it wrong! Especially since she had already taken all these risks and acted so impusively. 'I thought I was sooo wise. I had a plan, well I suppose I have to innovate' Heather thought to herself as her golden eyes were on Rosalie as she watched her and then let out a soft moan of pleasure as those cooling lips clamped onto her own cool nipple and she felt an eager and desperate suckling. "Oh, yes Rosalie, yes" Heather whispered in a heated hungry voice. It had worked! Rosalie was her's. The moment her dark blood started sliding down Rosalie's beautiful throat, Rosalie would awaken, freed, immortal soulless as a vampire.<br><br>Heather quivered with delight as her toes curled and she felt her self grow more aroused as she processed the entire moment. The wonderful dark lust, and pleasure of remaking Rosalie. Still Heather shivered and her long chesnut hair framed her ivory face as she cradled Rosalie to her breast. THe wonderful pleasure flooded out and caused her center to heat as she felt it radiating out from her breasts and just making this moment even more enjoyable. Heather's golden eyes were glued on Rosalie, watching her feed, suckle, drink deep. "Thats my darling slut, your mine n-now Rosalie, shh don't worry though you will wake once more. I will be here. Just drink, enjoy the moment my lover" Heather whispered in her heated voice as her toes curled even more and her golden eyes burned her ivory fangs gleamed as her ruby lips were half parted as she thrust her large ivory breats even more towards Rosalie's wonderful ruby lips. <br><br>Rosalie twitched a bit and found herself lost with her eyes rivited to her lover, her childe. For now Heather let one hand slid a bit more over Rosalie's long blonde hair as her fingers kept pumping deep and steadily into Rosalie. Heather wanted Rosalie's death and siring to be fantastic, for her to remember the pleasure, extacy and pain and love every moment of it. Heather felt estatic and gasped out again. "Mmm...no more soul for you my love, your going to be a monster" Heather whispered as she wanted Rosalie this souled beautiful but weak mortal to understand the monster she would soon eagerly become and awaken to as she pressed tighter and moaned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 04:06:49</strong>
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				Rosalie whimpered as the taste flooded in against her tongue, her eyes tightly closed as she suckled upon the woman's breast. Such a foreign flavor, rich and strong, overcoming her... Disgusted and driven on at the same time.<br><br>It was her words that did the most damage upon her, the confusing whispers that seemed an attempt to soothe her- but the actual words used only struck fear deeper into her. Her child? The princess' eyes opened to look up at her, that whine continuing as her lust was driven on by both that taste and her lover's touch. <br><br>Her lips released for a moment, a cry coming from her as she shuddered, shaking her head at the overwhelming sensations tearing with in her. Pleasure. Hunger. Pain... Loss of her own control. A feeling she couldn't even try to describe... Like... Like her soul was torn from her. A horrendous pain deep inside her, beyond a physical wound. Something devouring her...<br><br>"It hurts-!," she gasped between sobs, clutching at the woman responsible for her pain as she trembled. "It hurts, it hurts so much- please, make it- make- GNAAAH!" <br><br>Another scream, twisting into a cry of pleasure as Heather's fingers moved within her, drawing the royal's orgasm past it's brink as the vampire's breast pressed against her lips. More of the crimson fluid she hungered for, that seemed to ease her pain. The princess' hands grabbed to hold to the woman as her lips reclaimed that flesh tightly, drinking from her as her moans drew on, her hips still rocking upon the digits as she fell though the haze overtaking her.<br><br>Exhaustion.<br>Lightheaded...<br>Overwhelmed.<br><br>Her lips released, her tired eyes fluttering as she looked up to the frightening face smiling down at her. "...Yours...," she whispered out, remains of her feast trickling from the corner of her mouth as her eyes closed.<br><br>That pain remained. But it felt... Dulled now. There, but no longer so strong. Muted within her. As if her body had given up the struggle to endure, succumbing just as the girl had done. Shudders and trembles continued to fall through her as she slept in Heather's arms, tiny cries leaking through in her slumber.<br><br>"...Mother?," she called softly, her numbness still holding inside as she began to stir once more, some time later. "Mother!" A panic, her eyes opening wide as she gasped for breath. Couldn't find air, couldn't-<br><br>Felt so strange. So unlike herself.<br><br>Her mother was dead. She knew that. Gone since she was a child.<br><br>But her body demanded to find the woman who gave her birth. Demanded to find her safety, the comfort of her arms, to be near her.<br><br>Not the Queen.<br>Her new mother.<br>Her new life.<br><br>"MOTHER!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 05:42:44</strong>
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				Heather had slept with Rosalie she'd held her childe in her arms. The chessnut haired vampire had worried how long it might take Rosalie to wake. For some it took over three nights. Others it took hours. Heather knew she didn't have three nights, so she hoped that the amount of blood that Heather had fed Rosalie, the wonderful eager, hard suckling at her breast had signaled Rosalie would waken soon. 'Even then things are going to be...interesting Heather told herself. She had her ivory arms around Rosalie's curvy form as they lay naked on the bed together. The cold of the night no longer would affect Rosalie. Heather's large ivory breasts were pressed into Rosalie's back as her arms were around Rosalie's waist and another in her hair as she cradled Rosalie's head to her breasts a bit. Heather had been a bit worried concerned as time ticked by and Rosalie lay dead in her arms. Heather wasn't to eager to leave Rosalie, yet she slipped away from her for a bit as she did her best to mitigate the damage. Part of her didn't want to, she could fight, better than most could imagine, she was a vampire and she ached to just do what she wanted. However, Heather also wasn't stupid and she was able to resist that natural desire and instead get the basic story out that the princess was in need of additional sleep.<br><br>Heather had slipped one one of Rosalie's tight thin sheer dresses and made sure that she was ready. Heather left just long enough to grab a maid knock gher out and tie her up. She carried the pretty girl in through the balcony with out any other seeing. Heather drooped her to the ground at the foot of the bed and smirked just a bit as she felt more confident. Rosalie would have her first meal. Of course teaching her to control her vampiric vestage and teaching her to wear her human face or even keep it on would probably be difficult but. Heather knew Rosalie could do it, she'd make sure she could. 'Of course I'll also have to teach her how to fight, I think she'd enjoy it but...we shall see' Heather thought as she licked her fangs briefly. Slowly Heather slid to the bed again watching Rosalie's feature she was still 'dead' but then she saw it, sensed it and heard it. Rosalie's voice, soft, confused then louder then a growl and a scream as Rosalie's eyes opened. Heather watched as Rosalie shed her human face and embraced her true vampiric face. She saw Rosalie's face morph, her golden eyes flash in her brow morph and shift becoming ridges and her childes fangs slide out. Rosalie was breathtakingly beautiful, her new childe.<br><br>Heather took a moment to process mother, she didn't hesitate after that though and her golden eyes caught Rosalie as she swayed to the bed sliding down next to her nude childe as she gently slid a hand to Rosalie's now unbeating heart caressing lovingly yet lustfully as well. Her other hand cupped Rosalie's ivory cheek and fingertips slid over Rosalie's fangs then her new ridges. "I am here Rosalie..." Heather gave a sly confident smile and her own fangs gleamed in the low light. "Hi darling, welcome back. How do you feel?" Heather gazed at that beautiful childe, her lover, the vampire she had created and marveled. There were risks but...right now she didn't care, she just sensed she made the right choice as she drew Rosalie into her lap with a wicked smile on her lips as she blew a bit of air over Rosalie's face blowing a blonde lock from in front of those new sulfurous evil golden eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 13:54:38</strong>
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				The princess clung to the woman as she joined her on the bed, that fear that had been racing through her starting to fade as her hands met the warmth of Heather's skin.<br><br>...Warmth?<br><br>Rosalie paused, remembering just how cool Heather's touch had been before.&nbsp; How was it she felt so much warmer than her now? The girl drew back slightly, staring up at her as Heather's&nbsp; hand slid against her cheek and inquired on her state. "You... What did- I should be dead, I should be! You murdered me!" A slight recoil came with that, the girl's eyes widened and scared. "That was no dream, I felt it! I felt myself DIE at your hands and-"<br><br>The return of pain, deep within her chest and stomach. Another sharp cry came, her hands clutching against the areas that hurt so much. "Mother, help me!," She moaned, that sense of need for this woman overtaking her once more. "Why won't it stop?! My heart- my stomach!" <br><br>It finally ceased, Rosalie panting softly to regain her breath, swallowing as she looked back to Heather. Studying her. No longer afraid of the demonic face that the woman held. "I must be hungry. That is all. I'll- I'll send for Gareth, and he can... He..."<br><br>The mention of her knight stirred something within her. Not the desire that the princess once had for him, but a hunger. A need deep within her that overcame that pain that haunted her. <br><br>Then there was that scent in her room... She sniffed softly at the air, a confused look taking her new features. "That smell. I've never smelled anything like that before. What- What is..." She slipped from the bed, starting around the end of it to look for the source- only to find the girl laying unconscious. Rosalie nearly screamed, clasping her hands over her mouth and stepping back. "What have you done?! To bring her here, leave her in this state-?! Why would you do such..a..."<br><br>She trailed off, the scent overtaking her once more. "It's her," She whispered, taking a step closer, coming to drop to her knees beside the still unmoving maid. "That smell. Its..." Closer still, now leaning directly over the girl and taking another deep breath, those twinges of hunger tugging at her once more. She looked up to Heather, a pained expression taking her face.&nbsp; "Mother... I'm hungry... Is this- Is she for me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 15:42:28</strong>
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				Heather marveled in how wonderful Rosalie felt against her body. Rosalie's new cold form, those smooth delicious hands, skin, body. Heather felt her own nipples harden and sighed but...Rosalie was definitely still adjusting, part of her either pretending she sitll had a soul...Heather could see the confusion in Rosalie's golden eyes, yet the Chestnut haired vampires could also recognize that Rosalie was slowly adjusting, the fear was now gone from those golden eyes. Already a huge first step. "I did kill you Rosalie." Heather quirked a smile at that showing no shame at admitting it only pleasure. Heather shifted to let Rosalie slide out of her arms, as she saw the hunger hitting her childe puling at the newborn Rosalie, drawing her in.<br><br>Heather remembered her rising the first few moments, the amazement at how different her senses were, it had been a moment of wonder, there had been so many distractions. She shifted on the bed twisting to throw her feet over the edge. Heather nodded to Rosalie's question answering it for her childe. The taller vampire slid to her feet and swayed to Rosalie with confidence and lust as she moved next to her childe and hten she reahed down with the girl between them caressing Rosalie's ivory cheek. Her other hand gently slid through Rosalie's long silken golden locks her ivory slender fingers then brushed over Rosalie's new ridges, caressing softly. "Yes, she is for you Rosalie. I can tell you are confused, don't be. I'm here...right now just let your instincts guide you. When you've fed the pain should all be gone, the confusion should be gone." Heather leaned in and then caught Rosalie's ruby lips with her own in a passionate hungry kiss. Heather's tongue parted Rosalie's lips sliding in teasing her new fangs teasing them with a combination of lust, love and affection. She knew it would only heighten Rosalie's hunger. She slowly broke that kiss after a moment then slid behind Rosalie one hand caressing over Rosalie's bare shoulders and the other darting down squeezing one of Rosalie's large firm ivory breasts tweeking a nipple then sliding to her back through her long mane. "Drink darling, once your fed I will explain everything." Heather's voice was confident and bright but also held an under tone of lust as well. SHe left unsaid but thought. 'You need a kill to, that should help remove the last vestiges and thought that you have a soul now' Heather actually felt a bit pained to see Rosalie so confused and hurting, she wanted her happy, eager for unlife.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 01:27:43</strong>
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				Rosalie coninued to stare at the bound girl at her feet, even as Heather's hand ran against her hair and face.&nbsp; This was all so confusing, overwhelming. Instincts? She looked back up briefly to her new creator, surprised at the sudden kiss bestowed upon her. <br><br>But... it felt so right. So needed in that moment. The former princess weakened into the woman's lips, a tiny moan as her new enlongated teeth were met with the flesh of her mother's tongue. Shivering as the woman stepped back, her hand remaining upon the younger's skin... seemingly both a comfort and push to continue. Rosalie shuddered as Heather's fingers roamed upon her breast, her words burning into the girl's ears as she looked to the 'gift' left for her at the bed's edge. Swallowing down, she closed her eyes, a tiny whimper of hesitance leaving her throat before dropping to her knees. <br><br>Her hands reached for the stirring maid, wrapping her arms about the girl's shoulders and cradling beneath her neck, studying her for a moment. She could feel that pulse, smell her blood racing through her veins... That hunger tore at her again, her breaths growing heavier as she glanced back up to Heather. "Mother, I-I...," She started hesitantly, cringing as the need within her demanded to be resolved by the bloodsource in her grasp. Crying out, she dug her fingers into the girl's flesh, her one hand against her neck reaching up to grab a handful of the maid's hair and yanking her head to the side, leaving room for the once timid princess to bury her newly granted fangs into the woman's neck.<br><br>Her scream.<br>It burned at Rosalie's ears, brought tears to her eyes at first.&nbsp; She hated that sound. Hated that she was causing this woman such pain and taking this from her... But the louder she became, the more she struggled- the more it frustrated that other side to Rosalie... The one that wanted to please her Mother, her Mistress, her Creator. Growling into the woman's skin, her teeth pressed further, severing through the artery she had found and flooding her mouth even more with the fluid she desired. Deep suckling and draws of it all, trying to gulp down every drop that she could as it ran against her lips, down her neck. <br><br>She wasn't fighting her as much now. <br><br>She wasn't... moving.<br><br>Rosalie finally released the girl, letting her limp body tumble from her arms and nearly under the bed, no blood left to flow from her wound. Staring at the maid for a moment, Rosalie slowly ran her arm against her mouth, wiping away some of the mess from her lips before peering back to Heather. <br><br>"Are... Are you proud of me, Mother...?," She asked softly, her voice hopeful for praise after what she had done. "She- She isn't... I..." Rosalie reached down, picking up the maid's ankle, then letting it fall with a harsh thump to the floor.<br><br>A laugh.<br>"I broke her. I broke her, Mother. Oh, who will clean this mess up now? Should I call another one? Ohhh, but I might break that one too..." Another laugh. A series of giggling fits upon the floor, her fingers dancing against her bloodsoaked lips as she tried to contain them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 02:00:04</strong>
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				Heather tilted her head and a smile blossomed from her ruby lips as she watched her childe's reaction. Seeing Rosalie feed, and take her first kill was gratifying. Not to mention Rosalie should not want to just grab and eat the first person she saw right now. 'Of course we have all those other possible problems' Heather thought as she quirked another smile. THey would deal with them and she slowly swayed up to her childe reaching out to gently cup Rosalie's cheek. "I think you shuld be okay for a little bit since you fed." Heather slid one hand over Rosalie's bare belly caressing gently as her ivory fangs gleamed in the night. Heather tossed back her long brown hair a bit and gazed into Rosalie's beautiful golden eyes. The chesnut haired vampiress gave Rosalie a reassuring squeeze. <br><br>Heather then let her gaze drift down to the maids body on the floor. THey would have to dispose of it, Heather already had an idea of exactly where. She'd prefer just to have someone get it or dump it out the window. However that definitely would draw to much attention! She toed the maid's limp bloodless form with her bare food and felt a rush of delight. "Try not to break them all Rosalie, but I forgive you, you ARE just born again. I think you did a great job my darling girl. My sexy baby" Heather teased back as she slowly kissed Rosalie's cheek then grinned down at the shorter vampire. "I know that your still adjusting but..." She playfully wraped her arms around Rosalie and slid down to the bed and pulled Rosalie into her lap then looped her arms around her childe's waist. She leaned in nipping at her lips then ksised at Rosalie's new ridges as she smirked. "Your sounding better and better. I think that blood helped. I would have gotten you a princess BUT...we have a shortage of them at this castle human ones at least right now. So you'll just have to settle" Heather teased back as she grinned. The curvy yet athletic vampiress slowly rubbed her nose against Rosalie's and then her smile was bright and radiant. "Now how are you feeling now lover?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 15:46:38</strong>
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				Watching as Heather inspected her work, Rosalie's fingers continued to play at her lips, exploring against the cause of the woman's death; the extended teeth with such sharp ends. Fangs... Her teeth had punctured straight into that girl... Curious. Still toying with them, she only stopped with Heather's hand finding her cheek, the motion bringing an adoring smile to her face as she looked up to her. "I'm sorry, mother. I didn't mean to... She was just... So..." She trailed off, closing her eyes at the feel of her creator's touch and sighing.<br><br>Guided to her feet, she smiled as they moved to the bed, settling on her mother's lap and closing her eyes once more as lips met her forehead. A tiny laugh came at the mention of other princesses in the castle, though a little twinge of... Something else... Pulled inside her. "I believe you've found one of the few here today, mother...," she replied slowly, her own hand lifting to touch at the patterns upon the woman's face, drawing it back as she came closer and tickled her nose. "I feel... Better. Different. Not like- earlier, before I slept. That hurt so much. Everything just-everything inside me felt like it was burning. I don't feel it anymore..."<br><br>She paused, licking at her lips and raising a brow. "I feel quite different since breakfast, too. I feel it everywhere. Rushing through me... It's exciting. Such a flood, everywhere..." She lingered once more, watching those eyes as she stayed on Heather's lap. <br><br>She felt like she needed something else.<br><br>"Mother..."<br>Rosalie leaned in closer, her lips finding those of her creator, kissing her softly as her arms snaked up to hold about the woman's shoulders. The kiss deepened, Rosalie's lips parting to offer Heather a taste of the blood still lingering upon her tongue, a tiny moan following with it.<br>&nbsp;<br>She was still hungry, but for something much different.<br>"Mother... I need you...," she whispered as she drew back slightly, simply letting the words rest on the other vampire's lips. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 16:27:20</strong>
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				Heather could tell Rosalie was a messy eater right now. Though they had plenty of time to remedy it! Rosalie had JUST been reborn, woken up...and slipped into unlife. Heather found her golden eyes drawn back to her childe Rosalie was obviously marveling and trying to process at her new unlife. Heather had worried Rosalie might have even more trouble but it seemed a first kill was exactly what her childe needed. It was visible on her face, her voice the ease at which Rosalie now relaxed and moved. Heather giggiled a bit as she slid her hands over her childes hips as she gazed over her lovers new marvelous form. Rosalie had turned out perfectly, she knew they had to address a few things, servents, her knight friend, but...they still had some time and...she heard her lover, her childes need.<br><br>Heather tossed her chesnut hair back and smiled as her wicked sulfurous eyes met Rosalie's as she slowly leaned in to capture her lips in a soft kiss. Heather turned it passionate as one hand slid up stroking at one of Rosalie's large ivory breasts she rolled one of those full nipples scratching. "I know Rosalie...I can smell it ALL over you. I love the new you." Heather smirked "Told you, it would be great with out a soul" Heather slowly shifted against Rosalie one hand working at her breast her thumb teasing at her nipple hard. Her other hand dipped down between Rosalie's ivory thighs stroking at her clit harder, faster in circles with hard strokes. THe taste of the maid's blood on&nbsp; Rosalie's lips was delicious and Heather saviored it as she slowly nibbled at her childes lips. "It's all so new for you Rosalie, but your doing a great job" Heather murmured against her childes lips. She gazed over the newborn vampire for a moment before she slowly shifted. Something new was called for that Rosalie hadn't done yet, she slowly shifted her thighs intertwining them with Rosalie, she gripped the bed and then began to scissor into Rosalie grinding slowly as she gasped.<br><br>"I...learned this...oh...shortly after I w-was turned..." Heather growled it was a throaty one, that seemed to vibrate her entire body. Her head tilted back as another gasp escaped her lips and she rocked harder. For the moment Heather lost hersel with Rosalie, though that couldn't last. Not with all the implications of Rosalie's transformation, 'Well, at least I get a princess' Heather thoguth to herself with a smile. Yet for now the vampire groaned against her childe as her nails dug into the bed sheets for support as her golden eyes caught Rosalie's. "mmm...I need...you too...Rosalie"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 04:18:16</strong>
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				"So sorry, Mother...," Rosalie apologized with a smile, twisting into her creator's touch against her breast with a purred hiss of enjoyment. "Mmm... It's quite different..." Her words were easily lost with Heather's hands against her, her moans interrupting her thoughts as fingers met against her sex. "Getting used to this... is going to be something interesting...," she agreed in a soft voice, following the other woman's lead to take a new position upon the bed, tangled up with her Mother upon the sheets. <br><br>What was...<br>"Oh..."<br><br>The reborn princess gasped softly at the new feeling Heather created for her, groaning again with the friction between them. Clutching onto her mother's leg as her motions continued, Rosalie started trying to mimic the movements, crying out at the feel of the other woman's wet center riding against her own. Bracing herself against her bed, her eyes widening as she looked at the other woman, her lips left parted as she gasped once more. This simple rocking motion was incredible- The feeling of their slick desire dancing against each other, rubbing Rosalie's own throbbing clit along her creator... <br><br>"M-Mother!," She groaned out, her head falling back a bit. "Oh...! Ohhh, that feels so good! Teach me more, mother, please! Teach me how to pleasure you a-and- Mmmn- teach me how to enjoy so much more of... of our... oh... Your monster, mother, let me be your monster!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 16:33:29</strong>
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				Heather embraced the passion that assaulted her senses and Rosalie was just, amazing! 'You've got some serious problems to deal with girl' Part of her whispered as she found herself grinding her slick wet clit against her lovers. That wonderful rubbing and rocking sensation was extraordinary and she felt herself grow soaked and her lust and pleasure rising and errupting like a volcano. "oh yes...YES Rosalie...such a good...vampire" Heather growled as she dug her nails into the sheets and her other hand griped Rosalie's now ivory thigh to stablized herself as they kept rocking and their wonderful flesh meshed and the friction sent wild shots of pleasure through her body. Heather almost giggiled inbetween the growls andmoans that errupted from her body. Rosalie was so, cute...beautiful, lusty. Heather knew despite all the challenges she brought on herself by...just throwing caution to the wind she'd deal with it, Rosalie was worth it! Heather arched up even more as her head flew back and her long hair went flying too. "Oh yes! Mmmm...you a-are my monster...Rosalie!" She almost panted even though they nolonger needed to. "You feel fantastic...such a great slut" She hissed out as her body quivered in delight.<br><br>Heather's golden eyes were bright and she managed to catch Rosalie's as she tried to press even closer into her childe and intensify their grinding. "I'll t-teach you..more...fuck...yes. We'll...e-eat each other...out...p-promise.." Heather tensed again as she felt a orgasm slowly wash over her and she embraced it. heather found herself moaning out in delight amid a few hisses and growls of pleasure as their wonderful cool limbs wer tangled together. Heather's long brown hair framed her face and she clutched desperately at her lovers leg and her sharp nails shreaded the sheets as she sought to stablize them. Rosalie was sooo enthusiastic! Right now Heather put aside all the details and just focused on their pleasure...she could at least do this...and have another fun moment before they worried about everything else!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadMoll</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 04:08:17</strong>
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				Her encouragements brought a smile to Rosalie's face, driving her to push herself further and please her creator. Clutching tightly to the sheets, rocking herself towards the other woman, needing to feel more of her heat upon her own sex... That wonderful friction, the motion of their bodies meeting- <br><br>"Ah! Ahhh, Mother, mother, yes! I want t-to be your... your... Ah, mother, I'm going to- t-" Her words weren't working properly, the girl merely managing to cry out and moan loudly as she felt the other woman's hands clutching at her, pulling her closer, rocking upon her. Her own thighs tightened against the other woman's leg, a long whine leaving her throat as she closed her eyes and felt the rush of pleasure roll through her. So good, so wonderful! "Ohhh... Mother... Feels so... so good...," She crooned out, her head falling back as she moaned out. <br><br>Trying to regain herself, groaning again as she held against the bed, still feeling the heat of her creator's sex pressed against her own, that need seemingly unable to end. "...Eat...," She whispered, her now golden eyes brightening a bit more. "Mother... I want... I want to taste... yes..." <br><br>Untangling herself from the other woman, a growl in her throat already rising from the scent of sex within the room, bringing the girl's desire to build as she crawled across the bed. Resting her hands upon the other woman's thighs, leaning in against her, taking a deep breath of the lust flowing from her before trailing her tongue against the other woman's sex. A tiny groan came from her at the taste of her juices, a new hunger over taking her as her tongue delved further. More. More of that. "Mmm... Your taste... Oh, it's wonderful...," She murmured, peering up at the pale woman's eyes.<br><br>Clutching onto her thighs, her eager motions continued, lapping at her 'mother', tracing the folds that let that flavor meet her tongue before delving within. Teasing, flicking, drawing against her.... contorting her tongue's shape to trace up and dance upon the woman's clit in eager flicks and rubbing with the tip of her tongue. <br><br>"Moan for me, mother, please... Tell me how good I'm doing, I only want to please you, please!," She begged between her eager actions. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vampire's Crown (MadMoll &amp; Maniac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>maniac</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 02:24:38</strong>
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				<tt class="bbc_tt"></tt>Rosalie's body felt fantastic to Heather, and as Heather dug her nails into the wondrous soft sheets and she arched up as their thighs intertwined as they clutched at one another as their soaked sex's ground together. That wonderful friction was burning through Heather with a wondrous lava intensity. Heather's ivory body bucked and rived and a snarl escaped her lips as she pressed as much of their nude bodies together as possible! Yes...this was what she had dreamed of when she had turned Rosalie! Her golden eyes burned with delight.<br><br>"Rosalie! Oh...darling...yes! Oh my...fuck yes!" Rosalie's wonderful tongue almost in describe-able was assaulting her folds. The chestnut haired vampiress felt as if her body pounded almost as if she had a heart beat and and in that moment she cried out in delight and her ruby lips flashed in a bright lustful fanged smile. "Darling Rosalie...oh, your doing so well...oh you...came...mmm...such a wonderful girl. My girl" Heather moaned back in delight as a snarl ripped through her as her golden eyes burned. "Just...enjoy...e-every moment Rosalie, you...are such...an eager...girl..my little...slut" Heather growled<br><br>Heather almost growled back when Rosalie disconnected from her. Heather's body was still boiling with lust though she was wonderfully soaked and she almost pulled Rosalie back. "Rosalie...oh..." Sarah interrupted her growl as she saw Rosaile's face heard her growl and instinctively understood that her childe wasn't done. She spread her thighs wider for her childe as that wonderful mouth attached to her clit. Heather rocked her hips then growled out as a hand darted down. SHe tangled her fingers in Rosalie's long hair and moaned loudly as she arched her head back and laid back on the bed as she relented and a smile crossed her demonic face as she let her childe eat her out. "Ye-yesss! It is...wonderful...Rosalie!" Heather growled and moaned out, she alternated between the two as she clutched at her childe and continued to coat her lovers mouth with her juices.<br><br>"Your getting...b-better every m-MOMENT..." Heather gasped out and arched up as another wave of pleasure began to hit and she exploded into Rosalie's face and rode that wonderful wave that she wanted to last forever. "Your do-doing very...w-well!..." Heather moaned out again in delight delivering a constant series of moans, growls and snarls to Rosalie's eager and listening ears as their cold bodies ground together. Heather clutched at her lovers hair and let Rosalie eat her out as she coated Rosalie's face and mouth with her cum.&nbsp; Heather knew that they would have to stop eventually...deal with the situation...the guards...figure out the next step. Yet for right now Heather wanted to enjoy every moment and she rode Rosalie's face and let out another growl as she jerked her head up to hold Rosalie's golden eyes, her new demonic face before she threw her head back and moaned out once more in delight.<br><br><br>
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