[A vampire like her would most definitely understand. For her, pain and pleasure went hand and hand almost always. From bites that broke skin and made her bleed.. to claw marks on her back or the feel of the edge of a knife dancing along her skin. Rip was well acquainted to the pleasures pain could bring when they're done right.
All she could do was nod, barely understanding and focusing on more than what he was doing through her magically drunken haze. What she did comprehend was the kiss to her lips, making her respond as he tasted his blood just as fingers started to tease her more.
Her hips bucked as he started to caress her clit, eager for more than just teasing touches.]
[She is being wonderfully accommodating. Gellert's arm heals in the blink of an eye and the vines will loosen, letting her wrists free at last. He is ready to hold her, whispering a spell against her lips. Undressing himself isn't nearly as exciting as undressing her, so he relies on Magic to do the work for him. Gellert is a lean young man with surprising muscles; he is also tanned from spending time in the sun.]
We are like the sun and moon. [In coloration if nothing more. He kisses her shoulder and rubs his member against her folds, shuddering.] I think you know what comes next.
[He guides himself into her, his head tipping back with a low, growling moan.]
[She definitely knows what is coming next and is eager for it as her now free arms slip around his shoulders for support. He'll quickly find that she's digging her nails into his tan skin while her own pale skin creates quite the contrast. In coloration, they definitely were the sun and moon.
Otherwise however? They were very much alike.
Rip felt a shudder race through her as she felt his length press into her, drawing out a soft moan. It wouldn't take much to have her legs wrapped around his young lean body. Though, he might want to be careful about baring his neck to a vampire. Especially one as drink as she was off his blood. Already she was nuzzling his neck, gently nipping and biting her way along his skin all the way down to where the neck joined the shoulder and then bit down, hard.
His blood coated her tongue as she moaned against him. She wouldn't take much, just a taste but.. it was enough to coat her lips with his blood once more and leave him with one very questionable bite later.
[He laughs, breathless and wild, when she bites into him. His blood is racing from the intense mixture of pleasure and pain. She is deliciously hot and tight around him and he can't keep still. He turns his head to press his face against her hair, pulling almost free of her only to slide back in just as quickly. The sensation is utterly tantalizing and he whimpers, baring his neck to her recklessly. For Gellert, if he doesn't take the biggest risk, there is no point to doing any of it.
He wants to forget... He just wants to feel. She must feel the same way - otherwise why ask him here? He picks up speed, trapping her between him and the tree. But his hands are surprisingly gentle, holding and caressing her, dropping kisses on her chest and her breasts.]
Have I...become a treat? [Gellert gasps, amusement tinging every word.]
A very delicious treat. [Her voice was breathless as her legs wrapped around his waist, giving him as much access as possible to her core as he held her there. Each thrust kept her pinned against the tree and the bark cutting into the skin of her back.
Something that just added to her pleasure as she moaned against his skin. Moments like this always helped her forget the things that plagued her... that sweet bliss of pleasure washed away everything for those brief moments. Otherwise, why would she agree to drunken late night hook-ups?
Rip nuzzled his skin again, vaguely aware that he was presenting his neck again, teasing her in a way that drew her in to bite him again, taking a little more blood and furthering her delightful drunken state as she clung to him .
The scent of blood never failed to excite her especially when it was mixed with gentle touches and kisses of a lover as dark as she was.]
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All she could do was nod, barely understanding and focusing on more than what he was doing through her magically drunken haze. What she did comprehend was the kiss to her lips, making her respond as he tasted his blood just as fingers started to tease her more.
Her hips bucked as he started to caress her clit, eager for more than just teasing touches.]
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We are like the sun and moon. [In coloration if nothing more. He kisses her shoulder and rubs his member against her folds, shuddering.] I think you know what comes next.
[He guides himself into her, his head tipping back with a low, growling moan.]
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Otherwise however? They were very much alike.
Rip felt a shudder race through her as she felt his length press into her, drawing out a soft moan. It wouldn't take much to have her legs wrapped around his young lean body. Though, he might want to be careful about baring his neck to a vampire. Especially one as drink as she was off his blood. Already she was nuzzling his neck, gently nipping and biting her way along his skin all the way down to where the neck joined the shoulder and then bit down, hard.
His blood coated her tongue as she moaned against him. She wouldn't take much, just a taste but.. it was enough to coat her lips with his blood once more and leave him with one very questionable bite later.
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He wants to forget... He just wants to feel. She must feel the same way - otherwise why ask him here? He picks up speed, trapping her between him and the tree. But his hands are surprisingly gentle, holding and caressing her, dropping kisses on her chest and her breasts.]
Have I...become a treat? [Gellert gasps, amusement tinging every word.]
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Something that just added to her pleasure as she moaned against his skin. Moments like this always helped her forget the things that plagued her... that sweet bliss of pleasure washed away everything for those brief moments. Otherwise, why would she agree to drunken late night hook-ups?
Rip nuzzled his skin again, vaguely aware that he was presenting his neck again, teasing her in a way that drew her in to bite him again, taking a little more blood and furthering her delightful drunken state as she clung to him .
The scent of blood never failed to excite her especially when it was mixed with gentle touches and kisses of a lover as dark as she was.]