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Smiling at his reaction, she moved slowly down the side of his face until she met his neck, flicking her tongue out across his skin there, whispering against it.
"You'll be one when I'm done with you..."
Nuzzling his neck, she slowly started flooding his mind with pleasurable thoughts and images, helping to distract him from what was coming next.

A pleasurable tension filled him as thoughts and images flooded his mind. He knew these were coming from her and part of his mind wondered what it was she didn't want him to see, or feel, but the rest of him really could care less. His hands slipped under the hem of her shirt and his fingers trailed lightly over her skin.

Licking her lips, she allowed her tongue to flick across his neck once more before nibbling softly. She didn't want to just bite into him with no foreplay. That was only for those whom she didn't care about. Those she did, on the other hand, she was sure to make it a pleasing experience.

After worrying at his neck for a few minutes, leaning hard into him, she whispered in his ear again.
"Ready? It's going to hurt for a second. But after that... I promise no pain."

Fingers flexing a bit Tal took a deep breath and stroked her skin. "I can survive a bit of pain," he didn't think it would be too bad. After all twelve hours of dancing made certain pains negligible at worst.

Baring her teeth, she sunk them into the soft skin of his neck, just above his collar bone. She quickly covered the pain with the sensation of pleasure as she gently kneaded his shoulders with her fingertips. Drawing his life-giving fluid into her, she swallowed the warm liquid down. As she drank from him, she poised herself on his lap, straddling his legs, arching her back and making small appreciative sounds in the back of her throat.

Hissing out a breath Tal was balanced on a razor's edge of pleasure and pain. With concentration he kept his fingers from sinking into her back, returning sensation for sensation.

Growling softly, she continued to push pleasurable thoughts and feelings into him but through the bite, not through his mind, thus he would be physically feeling her thoughts and actions, rather than just thinking them. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him to her as she continued to feed, careful not to take too much, but taking her time so as to make it last. Pressing softly against him, she was trying to get him to lie back.

Falling back onto the bed he let his mind go, the blood flowing through him felt molten and thick. Eyes closed he could nearly taste her, his fingers could feel the silky texture of his skin, the flow of her hair and the pulse that beat faster. Part of him wondered what it would feel like to be joined with her when this happened.

Picking up on his mental processes, she offered him her own mental, and physical, reply by showing him how it could be. Pressing down on him, she slowly pulled away from the feeding, gently licking the twin wounds like a cat cleaning until his blood stopped flowing. Once she was finished, she licked the blood from her lips and nuzzled the side of his neck before raising up just enough to look down into his face.

His breath coming quickly it took a great deal of will to not loose control like a 13 year old as she mentally fulfilled every desire he had. Feeling her body shift he forced open his eyes and licked his lips. "So, I take it you get a LOT of repeat midnight snacks with that act huh?"

Smiling, she leaned down and kissed him softly.
"Why? Do you want one?"
Running her hand along his chest, she practically purred at him as she sat above him.

Returning her kiss, he wondered if he would taste his own blood, Tal smiled against her lips. "No, not at the moment thanks, though I do feel oddly energetic and lethargic at the same time."

Nuzzling the side of his face, she nodded.
"Yeah. That's usually the way of it. I give you the energy, but feeding from you makes you lethargic. Loss of blood and all, you know. Most people assume it should affect, um, other things, but it doesn't. Unless I take too much. But then, you're looking at death, so not being able to perform is the last of your worries."

Giving a dry laugh he looks at the ceiling, "I somehow can't see any guy NOT panicking if they had you around and they couldn't perform. I mean...pretty much social death there. To some of us, death might just be preferable."

Laughing, she made to remove herself from straddling him, leaving it up to him if she did so or not.
"Thank you for the compliment. However, I don't always have to look this way. You prefer blondes? I can do that. Want an Asian girl? I can do that, too. Hell, if you're into bestiality, I can accommodate that, too. Though, I will say I prefer this. And from the reactions I keep getting from you, I say you prefer this too."
Grinning, she leaned down to kiss him properly.

Needing a bit of space he didn't stop her as she moved a bit away, but kept her from going too far afield. "You're more than what you look like, so I don't care what you look like as long as you are happy with it. I'd say I prefer you just as you are...but I seem to recall this isn't really you...or is it? As all the things you are you had to be a woman first, right? Is this what that woman looked like?"