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[honeeslust]

First Taste | 10.1

STARRING: Anzai Yuuki (devils line)

SYNOPSIS: Anzai gets his first taste of her.

TW/KINK: Vampire x human, blood sharing

🖤 I’m starting with a super short one but trust. There will be some gems for sure.

🖤 WC -1k

There was always some level of restraint to be exercised whenever Anzai fucked. He spent so much time hating who he was instead of embracing it.

She had to teach him that she was not some glass doll. That he didn't need to treat her like she'd be so easily broken. She feigned for his darkness that he'd made every effort to keep it hidden.

It wasn't like he wasn't good. He never left her unsatisfied. But there was something missing. How could he ever be sated if he wasn't properly fed? He was a vampire. Wasn't the whole point to indulge?

She wasn't backing down until she could see him tipping over the edge. So this time, when he was balls deep in her pussy ready to make her cum, she took her chance.

Bite me, Anzai, She cursed biting down on her lip while her fingers plucked at her nipples.

He never once asked for this, but she knew he wanted to. She knew how much he held back to keep from hurting her.

Anzai couldn't believe what she was saying to him, but he also couldn't ignore how good it felt to think about the taste of her.

Her scent had always driven him mad and it scared him. If he tasted her, he wasn't sure he'd be able to stop.

But now, she had invited him to do it. She was tempting him to finally feed that carnivorous hunger that lurked just beneath the surface.

Don't you wanna taste what's yours ?

She was daring him and he wasn't able to resist. How could her when he could hear her pulse loud in his ears, thrumming perfectly in sync with the way he was propelling himself into her.

He was keen on every intricacy. — The way she arched, the way she breathed, even the way she trembled when his incisors finally pierced her pretty neck.

This first taste changed him. It allowed him to ignore the way his conscience had tried to stop him from letting himself lose any more control than he already had. She tasted just as good as she smelled.

Again his conscious told him he was going to far, that he should stop before he hurt her. But how could he do that when the blood ran so smooth and hot down his throat and rushed straight to his swollen cock that fucked sloppily in and out of her needy cunt.

She gasped, savoring the pain that overtook her  pleasure. She pleaded for him not to stop, she even encouraged him to take more and more and more until he was feverishly fucking her stupid and having his first taste of ecstasy.

He bottomed out, sucking up more of her intoxicating life force, accepting the seering reformation of his immortal body as his blood rushed to every part of his body. As he consumed her every muscle in his body roared with newfound vigor, giving him unknown strength.

He willed himself to stop and released her neck with pop and her eyes flashed with a sudden panic as she shuddered. "Anzai" she breathed barely able to speak as the racing heart pumped blood all over his bed.

Anzai was growing more and more feral and his lust drove him further.

She cried out to him again. Infatuated with the way he made her body feel like it was something to be ravaged. He picked her up, her blood still seeping from the punctures on her neck. Trails of her essence spilled down her body as she shook uncontrollably around him nearing her end again.

Blood red eyes burned into her own. She was losing her mind as his heady pace started building that heady pressure yet again. Anzai, cum inside.She implored him, tightening her legs around his hips.

Anzai held onto her waist, squeezing tight enough to mark her flesh and pulled her perfect form down onto him as his hips rutted in perpetually deep thrusts. He snarled revealing his beautiful jagged fanged smile to her and she shattered.

She took him so deep that he couldn't pull out. He held her down on his cock as the pearly liquid coated her insides.

He laid her body down in the bed, her shallow breaths becoming weaker. Anzai trailed the lines of the blood that streaked down her torso. He licked the sweet slick from his finger and his lust unfurled again.

New blood poured from her neck as her weakened body fell limp. She tried to speak, but her voice faltered under the weight of every breath she fought to take. She was drifting now. — Going happily.

The cotton sheets were inked by her blood and his senses took in the overwhelming scent of her essence in the air. If he didn't help her soon, she'd bleed out.

But he just had to have one more taste.

Just…one…more…

Taste

From the blood room 🩸