64th | Cuddlr

That works too. [ she kisses him and slides her arms around him. ] Mmhm... one problem, either you need less clothing or I need a sweater.

It would be a sin to cover that up. But... if you've got function in your limbs, you're welcome to try to take it off.

I think I can manage. [ she starts with his shirt, slipping her hand up under his shirt to caress his hard muscle. ] Yep, this absolutely needs to go. [ she grabs the hem, pulling it upward. ]

[He lifted up under her touch, letting the shirt go up his back before settling his hips back on the bed and raising his shoulders for the shirt to slide up over them too.]

Yes ma'am. I still like the bossy.

[ she frees him of it with a final pull, discarding the sweater off the side of the bed and onto the floor. ] That's what I like to hear.

[ she leans in to kiss him, but stops and pulls away with mock seriousness. ] Did you get sexier since last timw or am I imagining that?

It's entirely possible. I don't think I've reached my sexy apex.

[He grinned, hand sliding into her hair and tugging her down so he could get the kiss she'd aborted.]

I definitely like this side of you. Adds about... an extra three points. And you were already at a nine.

[ her hands move to his waistband, working on removing his pants next. ]

A perfect 12. [ she murmurs it between kisses. ] Or - how high does this scale go?

Depends... what else do you plan on doing to try to earn points?

[His hands were on her while she worked at his pants, skimming over her sides and back, feeling smooth skin as he kissed her back, the promise of more than just sex making him a little more enthusiastic.]

I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. [ figuratively, obviously. with one hand at each hip she tugs his pants down, pausing in her progress to grope him over his underwear. ] Blood, though, that's gotta be worth quite a few points. I bet I taste good. [ she's a little nervous about the whole thing and not really clear on all the detail but she gets a thrill from his excitement so Cashmere's going to keep reminding him of it for the reaction. ]

I'm sure you do.

[The words were breathed out as he lifted his hips into the grope, head tipping back for a moment while he shimmied to help her get his pants off.]

I'll let you know after I get a good, proper taste. Then I'll make the booboo all better.

[He was grinning, opening his eyes to look down at her as he teased.]

Is that what we're calling it? [ she might not know entirely what she's in for, but booboo seems a little light. ]

[ she doesn't go back to stripping him just yet and instead lets her hands wander over his hips and slowly up his sides, mapping it all like it's entirely new territory. it would be a crime to not properly admire what's in front of her, smooth skin and hard muscle. he was right. he basically is walking sex. ] and when I get all these points, what do I get to do with 'em?

It's what it'll amount to.

[He rolled his hips up, feeling the way she was doing more than just touching him. The petty, egotistical side of himself liked it. God, he preened under it, loving being admired.]

Mm, cash them in for special favors?

[ her hands slide across his shoulders and then down his chest, brushing her thumbs over his nipples. ] Do these special favors involve you naked? I'd be interested if I got to see more of this.

[ she winks, and lifts a hand to brush his hair back. ] And I'm really hot so it's kind of a favor for you too.

[His nipples, like most of him, were sensitive and they pebbled under her touch, his back lifting up off the bed a little.]

They could, if that's what you want.

[The last has him grinning, moving a hand up to catch at her wrist. He turned his head to kiss the inside of it, tongue tracing over one of her veins.]

Mutual favor giving is my favorite.

[ she shivers at the touch of his tongue, biting at her bottom lip as she watches him. ] Good. Mutual favors it is. So you have... hmm.. let's call it fifteen points. Fair?

What, I have or you have? I lost count.

[He grinned as he tugged her towards him, his other hand moving to her hair to coax her to come closer for a kiss.]

Throw 'em out and say we have plenty? [ he doesn't have to ask twice. she closes the distance, quick to find his lips, winding her arms around him. ]

[He made a pleased sound when his mouth found hers, hands sliding over her, enjoying how warm she was when she was naked.]

Works for me. Now, the question I have to ask myself is 'do I want to bite you before, during, or after sex?'

[ she smirks into the kiss, her stomach fluttering in anticipation. ] Pros and cons?

Mm... depends. Before, I can use it to get me more hot and bothered, though -- [He looked down at his cock, hard already under his boxerbriefs] -- I don't think that's necessary. Either way, I can give you a little bit of mine to help heal any marks, though it might get you a little buzzed. Which is a pro and con in itself. Up to you, Blondie. When do you want a mouthful of blood?

[ a little buzzed catches her attention. she's always liked a good buzz and blood would be a new one. she takes a few moments to think it over. if she waits, she'll be nervous and that could be distracting. if she goes for it now... there's only one way to find out. ]

Bite me. [ and if she likes it enough, this won't be the only time she lets him do it. ]

[He smiled, kissing her again, tongue finding its way into her mouth to play with hers as he held the side of her face. He drew back and tugged on a curl.]

If you insist...

[His face shifted, the eyes filling with blood and fangs dropping. He rolled them, laying her on her back as he kicked off his pants and pushed down his underwear. He could hear her heart beating, moving so his cock slid up against her thigh as he settled over her, kissing along her chest to her neck.

He licked over her pulse point, nuzzling against her skin before he opened his mouth and bit her carefully and intentionally. Vampire fangs were sharp enough to bite through skin and bone. He'd bitten and torn off heads with just his mouth before. But, with consideration, he could leave tiny holes instead of ravaged skin, the pain melding into a little pleasure if that was his intent. Mouth on her neck, a hand came up to cup one of her breasts, fingers tweaking a nipple as he drew in a mouthful of blood.

So much better than the bagged stuff.]

[ her heart is racing when his teeth sink in, betraying her attempt to stay completely cool. there's a brief second where she fears she's made a mistake, that this is the stupidest thing she could agree to. she does her best to focus elsewhere - him hard against her thigh is a good distraction. when he bites, it stings at first and she tenses even though she's expecting it.

but it isn't an awful decision and the initial shock wears off quickly. her tension melts and she settles her hands onto his hips to softly stroke her fingertips across his skin. the pain soon subsides, replaced by the strange sensation of her blood flowing hot into his mouth. it's terrifying and thrilling all at once, but she trusts him and the longer he feeds on her the better it starts to feel. his hand at her breast helps that along, this new feeling mixed with one of her favorite pleasures. ]

[He could drain her and he knows that. He could pull every drop of that delicious hot red into his mouth and leave her an empty husk. Part of him wants to. It is his nature, after all. But he wants to do this again. Wants her to talk about it. Wants more people coming to him with bared necks and wrists and spread thighs. So he curbs that insatiable appetite. He can top off what he needs with the processed bags in the fridge. A few deep swallows and his mouth draws away, though his tongue licks over the dribbling holes, red smeared over his lips, a pleasant haze filling him.]

Mm, better than mother's milk.

[His smile was lazy, his hips moving to let his cock press against her thigh again, a soft sigh leaving him.]

[ she giggles at that praise, turning her head to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. she feels lightheaded and her neck aches, but she'd do it again. there's something intoxicating in his smile, and she smirks back. Cashmere reaches up to experimentally touch the wound he's left. ]

Glad you liked it. [ her fingertips come away bloody, and she offers her hand so her can lick it off. ]

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