Her eyes stared at his lips, when looking at her beside him, his previous lines slow to a paced whisper. Before Van even knew it, he too had leaned into the kiss. Just before Bianca advanced, Van caught her feelings with his words, and kissed her back. The kiss was simple, but complex in many ways. It was almost perfect in the back of his mind. There was no awkwardness to it, in fact. It invited deeper kisses afterwards. So when Bianca wished to pull back and escape. He caught her in another kiss, now leaning in on her side. A soft but eager, invitation that whatever she wanted from him was well within reach if she pursued it further. After all, with every second grown in between them, it only added flame to the embers. His warmth, his heat. It could meltdown her chilliness. Together they could be the ideal couple. Opposites attract do they not? They should-- in this case. If Bianca wanted him he had no quarrels, he definitely fought off the urge to undress her right now. But-- he decided that he wouldn’t go too far here tonight. They’d only met recently. He was having an identity crisis. She was a stranger. Sort of. Though he felt like he knew her, she definitely wasn't in his memories.
It was all very wrong… This could go very wrong.
But it was all too right.
If this held out much longer, the lycan boy would not be able to deny his feelings. He was already falling into her trap as is. She was silent like the arachnid, he her prey, nothing more than an insect when placed beside her in terms of ability and relevance. But the fact he was beside her-- alone. On the bed. In her bedroom. He loved it all too well. Vance smiled as a small laugh broke from between his lips to hers as they connected. His eyes were closed obviously. He had no idea her fangs had reached their ultimate size yet. However, he certainly could feel them the more passionate their exchanges became.
His hand had moved instinctively, now onto her thigh and it slowly crept upward. His hand came to her waistline then moved around her hip, to pull her body closer to his. Vance couldn’t help it, he was allured by her intimacy, even if it was a veil for ulterior motive or etc. He did not care. Such a thing was… So inviting to him. It felt so nice the way the two synced, their feelings. The equal amount of vigor; of not holding themselves away too much. Bold was the right word. It was the best way to explain in detail how Vance operated sure, but the definition somewhat defined Bianca as well in a sense. She hadn’t shyed away from his advances, whereas most girls probably would have. She even let him stay with her. All of this really painted a beautiful image for the boy. He wanted more.
"Bianca."
“Mm.”
Blood ran down his lips, and hers. It hadn’t hurt much. In fact, oddly enough. He found it kind of attractive to see her in a new light. She was exposed, and he liked it.
Her noise signaled it all right then and there. That she wanted him, that his taste pleased her on many risky wavelengths. Which brought out an equal amount of desire out of him, danger or not. He knew she wasn’t human now. But it only proved she was as special as he could only guess. His irises stared down at her, the two kept eye contact briefly. However, his eyes were on her teeth. And hers, on his neck. She came to his neck, he should have moved. Should have ran away, ran fast for the hills… But he didn’t.
The teeth sunk into him, and felt like thickened needles in his neck. His blood ran down her chin and his body, bleeding into into the shirt’s collar. There would have been more, but she had a good grip. He could feel her tongue spinning circles on his skin. It was appalling. The pain was a mix of different things now, as pleasure entered his body. His drive was raising, and… His size was growing. Glowing eyes became a vibrant mix of orange and yellow again, except this time it was holding up. Scents rushed to his nose. Some of which that he hadn’t really thought about earlier. His mind began to process them, just as he was processing this situation.
You see.
Bianca gave off a special scent, he recalled it being like that earlier. However, he now felt it tenfold in this moment. It was of a forever story. Something that could not age nor wither. A flower etched so deep within this world that it would never fall apart. However… There was something ancient about this smell too. As if it was meant to have disappeared long before. Yet remained like a ghost to haunt these lands in time immemorial. A phantom of the world, metaphorically. But a vampire literally. Rare covens had been unearthed in the past centuries, but being in the same room with a vampire. That was an intense situation that Vance never expected when he woke up blank faced this morning. Crazy how the world works, isn’t it?
She sucked his blood, and he felt her holding him still. The effect was sensual. He was taken somewhat by the shock factor, so little effort for escape was made. She fed his insatiable desires. He fed her carnal urges, her primal instincts. That was it, the boy could no longer it back. In between a rush of muttered lewd noises. Vance had reached his peak, his voice broke the silence only accompanied by the girl’s sucking.
“You're mine.”
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