Hunter or Hunted

[Ravenloft]

"You followed your instructions blindly enough, I call that burden of blame. Do you even know how many vampires you've slain? I know how many mortals I've claimed, I remember every face, every drop of blood I've tasted. You can pay me back in blood... one ounce at a time, until you crave my kiss, until you beg me to turn you. That is how you can repay me."he cupped her right breast in husband hand, squeezing it until he left little pin pricks with his claws that formed five tiny rivulets of blood in a crown above her firm breast.

The sight of it aroused his thirsty desire, his breath hitched in his throat as he admired the crown of blood he has placed upon her. He leaned in and licked them away, leaving her healed again. "I could change my face, I could have come out as a new artist... there were a million ways I could have carried on..." he lamented, licking his lips and teeth, enflamed by her blood. "Join me, on stage, you would make a beautiful trophy, the fans would die for you..." he hissed, trying to tempt her. "We can fuck, we can fight, we can torment each other for eternity... you could be my muse... you have been... there are so many words I've collected because of you... I can't wait to unleash them upon the world."

He ground himself against her as she pushed up against him, the old instincts slowly coming back to him. "I can fuck you right now..." he hissed, feeling her heat growing. It was intoxicating, knowing she lusted after him.

 

[Perplexia]

Another moan escaped her breast as he squeezed it hard and dug his claws in. As he licked she arched her back pressing her breast against his cool tongue.

Just as quickly he was talking again. She listened as he told her his plan to drain her an ounce at a time until she begged for him to turn her. He talked of how she inspired him as his muse. How they could have a life as vampires together. She would be his trophy.

Although the thought of fucking him was first on her mind. The idea of giving up her free will and having to obey him was not. "wouldn't it be more productive to have me follow you and shack up with you as a former hunter. Willingly submitting myself to that sexual appetite i see growing in your pants? I'd be less of a muse if I wasn't myself. I would think you'd get bored with me always obeying you. I'd be bored with myself and be forced to stake myself."

She arched her hips up again to rub against his crotch.

 

[Ravenloft]

"I didn't think you would give in any time soon, I'm sure you will take a long time to break, if ever... but the ride would be so much fun, trying to make you beg. I consider it a challenge. Besides, I couldn't feed on you if you were turned, I would hate to lose that, your blood runs hot with lust." He growled as he tugged at her tight leather pants, pulling them down to her knees. He had a burning desire to taste her and when he finished stripping her of her pants, he forced her legs apart to admire her growing arousal. "Three years..." he growled, rubbing her through her panties, his mouth watering to taste her.

 

[Perplexia]

Chloe smirked as he admitted the challenge in breaking her. It truly would be a strength of wills. When he pulled off her pants she kept herself from saying 'finally'. She let out another moan as he rubbed her wetness through her panties. She couldn't keep her hips from pushing against his finger. Her lust was indeed running through her like fire. It half pissed her off that she had no control over it.

"I warned you that violence turned me on. Not all of us hunters are liars." Her pussy was starting to ache an her desire to be ravaged increasing with each touch. With the force of will she managed to kick at him. Still weak from the loss of blood it wasn't much of one. But at least she tried to give him a little fight.

 

[Ravenloft]

"You're no lier, that much is clear, you are awfully wet." He whispered through clenched teeth, it was hard to resist sinking his fangs into her again now that he could smell the allure of her sex. "Hsss..." he breathed out as she kicked at him, catching hef by her ankle. "None of that now... I am too thirsty to fight you... maybe once I slack my desires in you, we can rough house some more... now..." he turned his mouth upon her leg, lightly gliding up it with moist, hungry kisses. "I will take my pleasure with you." He growled as he crested her inner thigh, on his way to her sex.

 

[Perplexia]

Chloe grunted and moaned as he moved his lips and teeth up her thigh to her wet sex. She smirked as he grabbed her ankle. She tapped him again with it almost playfully. She never was any good at following instructions.

Her panties were drenched with anticipation of what his mouth and cock would and could do to her wanton sex. He was actually showing quite a bit of constraint. She liked it when he grabbed ahold of her firmly taking charge of her fate and her playing with fire.

If she had it her way she would already be impaled by him writhing away on his shaft in utter bliss. But he seemed to enjoy torturing her, he knew she wanted him. His muse, the hunter that ruined his life now lie there pushing her hips up practically begging for him to ravish her.

 

[Ravenloft]

Chloe's grunts and Moans of raw lust sparked something deep in Michaels still, unbeaten heart. It thrilled him to see her writhing in heat like an animal and he wanted her to linger in it for a while while he took his time taking his passions out on her supple body. The tap of her food garnered only a light nip at her bare skin and a quick suckling of her blood from the tender inner thigh before he sealed the wound with his tongue. He had to be careful, his resolve to keep her whole and unturned was quickly fading with each taste he took of her hot, silky blood.

Sex, on the other hand... in that, he could unleash himself fully upon her and he knew she could take it, take it all. He slipped his hand in between her legs, forcing her open wide, using a clawed finger to rip her panties open so that she was exposed. Breathing in her scent, he dove in against her, ravaging her with his mouth and tongue until he had his fill of her tangy, warm pussy.

Once his senses were full of her and only her he rose up on his knees and grasped her by the back of hef knees and flipped her over onto her stomach, pulling her up and back against his hips so that her butt was up in the air, riding firmly against his crotch. He never spoke a word after that, he only grunted and snarled as he had his way with her. He took a hand full of hef hair and made her grind herself back against him. He pressed down on her back, biting at her shoulder, craving more of her blood. Eventually, he began to crest and as he did, he pulled her up into his arms, making her rear up into his lap so he could wrap his arms around her posessively, one arm across hef breasts, the other claiming the small of her belly as he plunged his thick manhood up within her frothing, fluid heat, mere inches from spilling his essence inside of her.

 

[Perplexia]

Another moan came from her lips as he nipped her thigh. Just as soon as the air hit and exposed the tinge of pain from it he licked it closed. When he spread open her legs and slit her panties open she felt the rush of cool air against her swollen dripping sex. His tongue and mouth then invaded her sex. She wrapped her legs around his head pulling him in deeper.

Only moments after he started did she explode. If there was one thing that could be said about Michael Payne, the man knew what he was doing with his mouth. If only he talked less she mused. As quickly as that thought entered her mind he had her flipped over and pulled up against him. She could feel his hardess and craved it more then anything she could remember at that moment.

Possessively against his body with his arms holding her tight to him she writhed upon his phallus squeezing it inside of her. Slowly she ground her hips against him, wanting him deeper and deeper with in her. His pulsating shaft fulfilling her hunger and need. She met his hips as he pushed matching his thrusts. Oh she wanted this to last. There was a strange sense of belonging that came from being this close to him. The hunger, the strength, and the fire between them was undeniable.

What he was giving her right now was what she wanted, what she needed, and somehow she knew he was the only one that could.

 

[Ravenloft]

The sudden explosion of her first orgasm splashed upon his tongue, driving him wild. Unlike blood, it was tangy and sweet and full of her essence. It posessed him with animalistic desire. She was good and she gave as good as she took. One thing about her being a hunter, she kept herself fit and that really cam through in the way she worked at his thrusting member with her muscles. It would be so easy to surrender to the lustful strokes of her tight canal and fill her to overflowing, but he bit his lip and bared down on her even harder, knowing what she craved.

Blood, he needed more blood... just... one... more... little... taste... and he would be done... right? He caressed her throat in his hand as he pulled her back against his chest, panting hotly in her ear. No words, just animalistic need as he nipped at her ear, trying so hard not to just sink his fangs I to her jugular as he churned deep inside her sex. He let out a pained groan of need as he kissed her neck, pressing the points of his fangs against her smooth, warm skin... just one little squeeze... and her blood would fill his mouth as his seed filled her sex... fight, damn you... the thought to himself, it couldn't be that easy, she had to throw him off otherwise, he wouldn't have the strength to resist.

 

[Perplexia]

Chloe was in sensual, animalistic heaven as their movements matched. His growl brought her attention to his fangs against her throat. Reaching back she slapped his head and squeezed her cunt down tightly on his shaft. "Much more and you'll loose everything you adore about me" she grunted rocking her hips faster on him.

"More" she moaned deeply pushing him to go faster. She was almost there.. right on the edge.. waiting for him to explode so she could join him.

 

[Ravenloft]

Michael snarled as she struck him but it was he enough to snap him out of the deepest depths of his lust. She was right, he had to keep himself in check, if only to keep this dance going, as hot and full of life as it was. The life wax all in her, after all, if he killed it the heat she bore would be gone. He pushed hef back down on her hands and knees, forcing her back against him with wet slaps of flesh on flesh. Her grip was amazingly tight, molding her around him perfectly, squeezing him impossibly tight.

"More." She commanded and he obliged, thrusting solidly within her, struggling against her grip to penetrate her. She could have forced a mortal man right out of her with her strength, or trapped one tight within, but Michael matched her strength like no other could and fucked her until he burst deep within her, pouring his seed, brought yo life by her blood, in a hot flood into her.

Spent, all the power of her blood going into making his body come to life for the act of sex, Michael fell upon her back, panting. "Damn... you're good." He whispered between breaths. He looked up to notice the sun was on the rise. "Shit!" He pulled away from her, sliding out of her with a pained groan. If not for the day, he would have lingered in her warm embrace until his body relaxed. "I've got to get out of the light, or I'll burn..." he fled to the bathroom, hiding himself In the tub, naked.

 

[Perplexia]

As he erupted with in her she let go convulsing hard over his shaft. She smirked when he complimented that she was good. "You were okay" she teased nudging him playfully.

She groaned as he pulled out of her quickly and rushed to the bathroom to hide from the sun. She collapsed on the bed even more tired then she was before. Part of her wanted to go crawl in the bathtub with him and have his arms wrapped around her possessively like he did before, Part of her wanted to rest a few hours and then get up and leave while it was still day. The other part just wanted to sleep and deal with him later.
"When was the last time you fed properly?" she called to him.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Please, like you weren't shaking from how good I was. I could feel you, you were fluttering pretty good there you know. Like a butterfly. It felt amazing. You're on the pill, right? I mean, I filled you up pretty good there. Probably fifty years of cum there... the last time I went that far." He warned with a chuckle. "It takes a lot of blood to get things working again... and it doesn't last long... maybe an hour... most vamps don't bother with it, they just get theirs out of the blood and leave."

Michael was silent for a while before answering. "I don't remember... yours is the first human blood I've had since our dance began and all my usual channels dried up..." he licked his lips and shook his head. "I'm trying not to dwell on it... you're not making it easy... especially now that I've used it all up..." he did look more pale than before.

 

[Perplexia]

"I'll go out later and get you some. It's obvious you need to be replenished if you're planning on keeping up with me" she taunted. The truth was she hadn't made up her mind yet as to what she was going to do. But she would at least go out and get him blood.

"Sleep tight lover" she half mumbled as she closed her eyes an dozed. When she woke the sun was still out. Checking the clock she placed on a new pair of panties and shirt and headed out.

Swiping a lab coat and badge off a very horny lab tech who was on a smoke break was easy. After giving him a deep kiss she knocked him out and made her way inside avoiding the cameras.

After returning the coat and badge to the sleeping nerd she made her way back to the motel. The sun was starting to go down and Michael would be up soon.

Undressing and crawling back into bed she left a note that his lunch was in the mini fridge.

 

[Ravenloft]

Michanel laughed, shifting in the tub, finding little comfort In it. "Do me a favor and slide a magazine or something in here before you go. I don't sleep, I'll go stir crazy if I don't have something to occupy my mind while the sun is up. Oh, what type are you? Get me some of that. I want to pretend it's you I'm drinking. Kay? Thanks!" While he waited for her to finish her nap, he went into a zenith trance to cope with the mind numbing boredom of being trapped in a shitty motel bathroom, with its red heat lamp buzzing away.

In the late hours of the day, not even the reading material he was givenot was enough to keep him from pacing the tiny bathroom like a caged tiger. "Hurry up..." he growled under his breath, not to chloe, but to the cursed sun, keeping him prisoner in a 6 by 6 little cell. Once it was safe to come out he kicked the door open and was ready to fall upon Chloe in bed but he had just enough self control left to read the note and immediately went for the fridge.

He was so thirsty that he didn't even bother taking the time to heat the pouch of blood up first. It was sustenance and only sustenance, nothing compiled to fresh, warm, thick blood... but it calmed his thirst, even if he didn't truly enjoy it like he had Chloe's. He drained the pouch in seconds, the savage hunger glowing red in his eyes until he was full and it was empty.

He licked his lips, dropping the pint to the floor, turning his attention toward Chloe. "Round two?" He growled, climbing up onto the bed fromantic the foot of it like a rampant lion. He caught her by the ankle and dragged her down the bed to him, hooking her leg over his shoulder. "Hmmp already undressed... worried id ruin more of your clothes?" He asked, Nestling his manhood at her entrance. "Still wet for me, I see..."

 

[Perplexia]

Chloe was awaken by the fridge door being shut as Michael devoured the blood pouch. Although it wasn't fresh, she knew it would be enough to fill him up. She let out a squeal as he grabbed her ankle and pulled her to the end of the bed.

"I didn't exactly come with a plethora of clothes, i hadn't planned on being here that long." She let out a light moan feeling him nestled at her entrance. "Of course I'm wet for you" she growled using her leg over his shoulder to pull her harder against him.

"When we're done with round two we need to find a better place. You had to be driven mad in that bathroom all day. We also need to find you and me a meal, I'd like round three before it's time for me to sleep again."

 

[Ravenloft]

"Thats okay, you look better naked anyway... and the access... mmh! I could get spoiled." Michael replied as he pushed his way into her, feeling her part and glide like hot silk around his member. "Yeah... it wasn't fun in there all day... don't worry about finding a place, I have plenty of places. It's amazing what you can do with money when you aren't blowing it all on drugs and women... there's a penthouse I own on the other side of the city... very posh. Silk sheets... you'll hate it." He teased with a throaty laugh as he fucked her slowly, taking his time this time to build up to the fury with which he had her last. "Now shut up and fuck me already." He growled with a lustful grin as he pressed hard against her, holding her leg tightly, his hand resting upon her inner thigh.

 

[Perplexia]

As he pushed himself into her she let out a deep moan. Her body reacting instantly. Her other leg wrapped around his waist as he talked and slowly fucked her. When he told her to fuck him already she responded by clamping down on his shaft and using the leg around his waist to pull him hard into her.

Pushing her hips off the bed she ground herself against him. Her hands reached up and grabbed a hold of her breasts squeezing them as he thrust into her. She grunted and moaned feverishly.

She loved the feel of him inside of her. The power he had pushing into her and giving her the release she needed. It wasn't long before she was climaxing over him with a passionate fury causing her to clamp down in succession over his shaft.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Seriously... unh! How did you get so good at fucking? You've got intense muscle control..." Michael groaned as she stroked his length inside of her. Watching her play with her breasts, his eyes lit up. "Give me those." He grunted as he fell upon her, pushing her hands out of the way so that he could ravishing her tits himself.

He was busy nibbling and sucking at her breasts and nipples as he felt her begin to climax. "Mmph! Mmmhmm! Ohphukyah!" He exclaimed , his words muffled by her breasts. If he had been mortal, he would have been undone by the wet lapping of her orgasm pussy drawing rhythmically along his shaft. Being undead, it was more of a matter of supernaturally empowering himself with enough blood to allow himself to cum like a mortal. It still felt amazing tjough, making her pussy shudder, and his ego definitely wasn't suffering for it either.

He broke free of her breasts and panted hotly. "Yeah! Holy fuck, you're one sexy bitch! I'm gonna need some more blood if I'm going to keep up with you!" He admitted with sweat upon his brow. He went for her shoulder, seeking a small taste of her blood, if she would let him.

 

[Perplexia]

Chloe grinned at his muffled expressionism into her breasts and smirked when he told her she was one sexy bitch. As he said he needed more blood and started to go for her shoulder she flipped him on his back and sat up bringing him up with her so her breasts were against his chest. She moved her hair off her shoulder and began to grind her hips on him riding him with hunger. "just a sip" she grunted reminding him he had to keep control.

Clamping down tightly on his shaft she began to ground against him in circular motions. She loved the slapping sound as she fucked him faster and harder building up her next orgasm.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Damn!" Michael spat ad he found himself suddenly on his bsck, thinking she was going to deny him even a taste, but when she pressed her firm breasts against his chest and moved her hair oUT of the way, offering him her shoulder, he grinned. "Oh..." he sighed, feeling something akin to pure satisfsction, he nodded. "Just a sip." He agreed, running his thumb over the spot he was about to bite into along her shoulder. It looked so soft and smooth, he couldn't wait to sink his teeth into her flesh...

She squeezed his cock so tight and worked it in wet, sloshing circles as he bit into her... the flow of her blood went right to his cock and he grew rock hard for her. It felt so good, drinking her in as he filled her tight canal with hot, hard life. He almost couldn't bring himself to stop, but he pulled his mouth free of her wound and gasped, shuddering, about to cum for her. He left a welt on her shoulder and two puncture wounds that were slowly forming legs, like a fine wine, down to her breast.

Without hesitation, he licked them up and sealed the wound.

 

[Perplexia]

A deep moan erupted as his teeth sank into her. It was just enough to push her to the edge. The sweet combination of pain and pleasure with his cock reaching ultimate hardness caused her hips to speed up.

As he sealed the wound her breathing increased and she cried out cumming hard once again on his cock. Her mouth found his giving him a deep hungry kiss as her pussy attempted to milk his phallus that fit so tightly with in her.

Breaking the kiss and gasping for breath her hips continued to work him. Clamping down hard once again as her canal begged for the hot flood of cum to shoot into her with purpose. "give it to me" she moaned gripping his shoulders hard with her nails.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Oh fuuuck!" Michael groaned as Chloe rode his cock, painting it slick with the flood of her juices. "Huh. Huh. Uhuh!" He panted as she sped up. Her cry of pleasure and the milking clutch of her pussy drew him right to the edge, teetering there as they kissed. They were kissing? He never kissed... it was too intimate... thankfully, she broke off and continued to ride him hard, this time it wasnot her orgasm milking him dry, it was all her, conciously controlling the grasp of her pussy around him. Jesus, she was wicked! Trying to drain him like this! Oh, but it felt so good! He wanted to flood her with his cum so badly. All it took to push him over the edge was her voice, moaning for him to give it to her.

"Hold onto me!" He gasped as he felt the rising heat of his seed spurting up through his shaft, bathing her warm canal with it. He held her tight and thrust deep, filling her full.

 

[Perplexia]

Chloe gripped him tightly with her fingers and pussy as he pushed her down for the final thrust that spread his seed into her like a geyser. She gasped for breath as the warm spurts filled her canal.

She clung to him tightly her breasts heaving against his chest as she recovered. "That was the best yet" she smirked finally loosening her hold on him. "We need to get us both fed i'm starving."

She hesitated for a moment and leaned forward kissing him again and biting his lower lip before rising off of him and heading for the shower. She was still drained but felt better then she did. Food would help. Coming out of the shower in a towel she let it drop to the floor and got dressed packing up her bag.

"So silky sheets huh? she questioned.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Yeah, no kidding, you almost make me wish I was mortal again so I could cum in you all the time... without it draining me do much." Michael joked, playfully Nipping at her shoulder. "You know what I could go for... a cup of nice hot blood... with a side of you." He laughed, knowing he had to be good.

Another kiss, it took him by surprise, but he closed his eyes and caressed the small of her back as she bit his lower lip. As she rose off of him, he let his hand glide over her smooth, warm skin, appreciating the feel of her body, so full of life. He laid bsck, relaxing, until he heard the shower start, then he got up and snuck into the bathroom to watch her wash up. Shit... was he falling for her, or what? He rushed back out to the bed as she turned the shower off and pretended like he had been there the whole time.

He grinned from ear to ear when she let the towel fall and started getting dressed. Whistling, he sat up in bed, commenting on her body. "You have a rocking body, with those dimples at the small of your back. You look good from any angle, but from behind, damn, you're gorgeous." Her comment about the silk sheets made him laugh. "Yes, cool, black silk. I can't wait to see you tangled up in them with your hair spilling loose, framing your pretty face."