A Vampyre's Lust...after the kiss

*Rolando sighed with relief as he shut the door to one of thier havens* they're getting smarter...*he chuckled* But they're far from smart enough..Even Duran...*he walks over to the HEAVILY draped bed, Yawning, he never COULD Master staying awake through the daylight hours...He stretched out, smiling at cassandra, he walked over, a little sexily, smiling* They'll never figure us out love...Or me or you..*he chuckles, and thanked GOD no one but her knew he was a vampire....IT made his job so much easyer..He wrapped his arms around her and purred slightly* come now..loosen up a bit..We made it back right?? *Alwase the optimist, he waited for her responce..*
 
Queen Casandra...

Casandra sat along the bed's edge, her feet draped over the side. Her elbows were propped up by her knees, her head supported by her upturned palms. She had taken care of that pesky hunger problem, but she now faced a new one. She was beginning to feel her age. Her true age, not the one of 31 that marked her turning. Her body ached.

Sensing something was amiss, Roland crawled up behind his Queen and sat on his tucked under knees. He had a double plus working for him. Not only had he been the young age of 22 upon his turning, but he turned recently. His body still maneuvered more swiftly than hers.

Roland reached out to Casandra's strong shoulders and worked the flesh over in his hands. "Mmmmm, that feels nice," Casandra cooed in his ear. Roland smiled. He continued to work her neck, shoulder, and back muscles for several minutes. The two sat there in silence while he worked.

Casandra let her head fall forward, her nose brushing against the upper regions of her chest. This made the detailed bones of her vertebra stand out against her skin. Roland's thumbs pressed firmly into the delicate bones that rested just below her skull. Once again Casandra let a throaty moan escape her lips.

Unable to help it, an erection began to grow at Roland's crotch. He was becoming painfully aware of his desires for Casandra. He needed her...he needed to be inside her.
 
I awoke to the sound of children's laughter, and pushed aside the lid of my sleeping berth, climbing out and stepping down from the armoured wagon.

The third generation of my flock played nearby, one young boy riding merrily on the back of the wolf-form of one of my fellow vampires. Other children laughed and pointed at the reflection of the antics in a nearby mirror, where the boy bounced about apparently in thin air. I smiled, and walked across the inner camp to a scout.

"How long before we reach this New Beginnings, John?" I asked the first scout I came across, one of the first generation of my flock.

"We should reach it by tommorrow afternoon" he said, nodding at me.

"Good" I said, slapping him heartily on the back, "Syn City is preparing an attack, and more human lives could be wasted." - where they could be put to better use. I avoided adding.

The corrogated iron walls of the camp were being stripped down, the wind turbines already stowed in a wagon.
 
Rolando De Gilliad

*he leaned over, kissing her neck softly, kissing her all the way down her back, as he deftly Slipped the straps of her dress off, kissing her backbone gently, Kissing all the way up to the nape of her neck, And sucking softly on her tenderflesh, Moving her head up he turns it about, kissing her sweetly, Yet Lustfully. Cassandra give him a small, Knowing smile and kissed him fully, and deeply, As they entwined in one anothers arms, kissing lustfully as they caressed one anothers body, his hardon pressed against her and she got one of her WICKED smiles..*
 
Nerrick:


Due to my lack of time I had To hide in a crypt."When the sun falls I will talk to the queen,and I will find a better place to hide from it,".I mumbled to myself.I realized how long it had been since the last time I fed and my hunger roared to life...
 
ooc; *sighs* And this was going so well....Please...tell me what went wrong THIS Time....
 
Queen Casandra...

Casandra smiled lustfully at Roland. She rolled over on her back, her legs on either side of his torso. Taking the heel of her right foot into one hand, her calf in the other, he kissed the tip of her big toe. Roland made his way down the tips of each toe, kissing them as he went, before he fully slid them into his mouth. Though not extended at the moment, his canines were still sharp. They tickled her toes as he kissed and sucked upon them.

Slowly, Roland kissed his way up Casandra's leg, pausing a few minutes at both her lush calf and milky white thigh. She moaned her approval to him and he smiled. As he kissed her inner thigh, he gently pushed that leg outward. He set her foot down against the bed, making sure she kept her knee bent.

He then moved to her left leg. He held it in the same fashion he did her right, and kissed her big toe. No matter how many times he did this to her, Casandra couldn't get enough! She moaned as Roland's tongue slid along the arch in her foot. It felt like sheer electricity was shooting through her veins.

Soon he was kissing his way up her left leg. Once he was nestled up between both her thighs, Roland placed her foot flat along the bed. He made sure, too, that her left knee stayed bent.

He paused, there, for a moment, taking in her musky-sweet scent. I smile curled upon his lips. He glanced up, looking hungrily in her eyes for a moment...
 
"Could you repeat that again?"
Gary listened into the reciever. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Their neighboring group had begun to rebel. They were throwing rocks, and some were even firing weapons. Gary cursed silently to himself.
"Call the peace officers, I want everyone over there as soon as possible."
Getting into his car, Gary was off. The neighbors had been more than indifferent about them. Everyone else had gone back to barbarian times of candles, and other outdated tools. He wanted to help them, wanted to get everything back to the way it was, but they wouldn't let him.
Gary got out of the car, looking at the riot. People had started a few fires in the empty shops alongside the street. There were throwing just about anything they could grab. A lanwchair flew past his head, he fell to the ground.
"PLEASE STOP THIS!"
The cry went on deaf ears. They were starting to advance in on the Ritz part of the city. Gary knew the officers weren't going to get here on time. He had to do something.
Gary took out his gun, and fired.
The light above the street exploded, sending shatters of glass and sparks down to the people below. Some screamed, other ran away, but there were still a few left, more angry than afraid. They kept coming.
Gary fired again, a few more leapt back. He could see the leader now, an evil man with only one eye. The man started running down the street, towards innocent people, but really towards him. The man was going to plow him down.
He fired a few more times, everyone else but the man had fled now. He was running up the street towards him, and nothing would get in the way.
Gary knew he had one bullet left, but he wasn't going to do it. He would be no better than any of the blood suckers, if he would have. Gary scanned the area for something to use to stop this brute. There was nothing.
The man tackled him down. They tumbled across the street,rolling over each other. He knew instantly that the man was stronger than him. A sudden thought of vampirism came through his mind, if he was a vampire he could easily snap this mans neck. He let the thought die though, an eternity of hell and damnnation for a few seconds of nobility. It wasn't worth it.
The man hit him in the stomach. He couldn't breath, as much as he tried, he couldn't. His greasy thick hands clasped around his throat. Gary didn't know what to do, he couldn't feel his own legs. Everything started going black, fading into non existence.
The man fell over on his side, dead. Gary soughed, exasperated, but able to breathe. He looked up to the sky, night would fall soon, and they would be back.
His gun, now empty, lay lifeless in his hands. What had he done? He had saved his own life, but at the expense of another.
Gary threw the gun down the street. He could hear their only fire engine coming up the street, and peace officers running as fast as they can. He didn't want to deal with it, he had to go home and think about some things.
Gary let a tear go down his cheek, and drove off.
 
*He smiled wickedly then, and dove into her, licking and caressing her innermost self with his tounge as she moaned louder, Pressing his head into her sweet sex, as if he needed any urging*

*He lapped up her juices like a thirsty man from the desert, She moaned exitedly, turning Rolando On even more as he Delved as deep as he could, she cried out in ecstacy as he got flooded with her juices he lapped them up hungrily, He got up his eyes staring to hers, his lust was not yet fufilled as he dropped his Pants*
 
Queen Casandra...

"Come to me, my love," Casandra said, opening her arms to Roland. After he finished removing his clothings, he came to her. The strength and heat from his body on top of hers excited her. She reached between their bodies and grasped his cock in her hand. She slowly guided it to her entrance.

In one simple thrust, Roland was inside her. Casandra gasped. No matter how many times they made love, it was still a shock to her system when he entered her. Soon their bodies were developing a rhythm together.

A thin bead of sweat formed at Casandra's throat and made its way down her sternum, between her ample breasts. Leaning into her, Roland licked up her chest. The natural saltiness of her body excited him.
 
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