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Post by Maleficent on Mar 25, 2013 22:02:23 GMT -5
"I... I want her to suffer..." She was becoming increasingly distracted with Dracula's advances. She took in a sharp breath as his hands traveled further up her thigh, finally she gave in and pulled him over," But.. I suppose we can wait..."
His lips were dangerously close to hers and she could feel his cool breath against her neck... wanting the life in her veins. Mal let her own fangs bite deep into her lips, drawing two deep steams of blood to the surface, then grabbed his jaw and forced his lips onto hers kissing him deeply and letting the blood smear on his skin.
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 25, 2013 22:15:17 GMT -5
Dracula wasn't surprised by her impulse, but when he tasted the blood... his tongue lapping out like something possessed... he pulled away, inhumanly fast, his back thudding against the far arm of the love-seat. His head was thrown back, his fingers digging and shredding into the velvet fabric.
"Goddess...." He hissed in ecstasy, as her blood buzzed and swirled through his head, even that small amount. He saw his Dragon beauty straddling his dear Captain Hook. He smiled to himself before bringing his face back to look at her, opening his eyes lazily.
"That... is a very DANGEROUS thing to do..." He said with a grin, running a tongue along his sharp canine, opening his legs to her, suggestively. He gave her the warning... but the rest was completely up to her... otherwise... he would continue down this path that he had gone down so many times before. Going through the motions of being alive... trying to convince himself to feel the physical pleasure that his condemned existence now denied him.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 25, 2013 22:37:54 GMT -5
Mal dragged he thumb along the her bottom lip, collecting a pool of blood then placing the it to the corner of his mouth as she climbed atop him," Your Goddess demands tribute, Darling.." she whispered, dragging her hand down his sculpted body.
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 25, 2013 23:10:09 GMT -5
Dracula's eyes rolled back as he licked the corner of his mouth. He slid his hands over her spread thighs straddling his hips and seized her clothed flanks... though that skirt was hiking itself higher and higher. He arched up into her, pressing his stone hard hips against hers. He could make his body as if ready for love making... but it didn't change the fact that there was no live blood flow to... complete the act... to put it delicately.
Maleficent didn't seem to mind. She let out a noise of pleasure to feel him through the layers of her fabric and his. He then put his arms behind his head to watch the show.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 26, 2013 18:33:57 GMT -5
Her hands slowly took to the buttons on his shirt, she would have tore it off him, but she wanted to save such a treasure. The shirt fell away ad she ran her teeth down his cold chest and shivered, then her hands traveled past the hem of his pants...
Before she could go any further she tossed away her own shirt, then her skirt. She spent QUITE a it of time on her appearance and was very proud of the state she kept herself in. Now she was granted to share it with a creature equal in physical beauty- this in it's self was devastatingly exciting.
Mal slid down onto his hips and rocked against him, gasping at the first few movements and curving her back and increasing the intense waves of pleasure. She stretched and rode his hips under his and released a moan. But this wasn't enough- she wanted him to be involved- to take pleasure from this.
Her hands went down to her tight core then dragged her nails hard down the curves of her stomach letting a long thin scratch appear, spilling thin streams of blood for him.
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 27, 2013 8:49:04 GMT -5
The undead cannot breathe... but if he could, he would be rather short on breath at the moment. His tongue was running along his teeth so fiercely with hunger. He bucked up against her, thrusting himself deeper, in response to her gesture... rewarding her for making him FEEL lust... even if it was a bloodlust instead of the real deal.
He couldn't keep away any longer, his lips parted as he eyed the trickle of blood teasing him... running down along her firm front, past her exquisite navel, as her body moved up and down with his. In a flash she was suddenly on her back, and his body resting between her legs.
His tongue came out, following the long trail of blood up her front to it's origin. It was more blood then the first time. He braced an arm against the back of the couch as he groaned against her flesh. More memories, more magic... it was everything in him to keep from splitting her open right then and there to consume ALL OFF HER...but that was half of the excitement.
He kept her moaning with administrations from his hands, on her thighs and higher... everywhere BUT where she desired it most. He lost himself. Bringing his fangs down on the side of her perfect belly. Taking a nip for more. Maleficent made a noise, sharply bringing his head up to look at him. He gazed back at her with lazy eyes. Slight euphoric grin on his face as he licked the blood at his lips.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 27, 2013 9:14:35 GMT -5
His fangs bit sharply into her, alarmingly so. She looked at him, drawing herself up from under him and trying to judge whether it would be safe enough to continue. He almost seemed to be in a trance, she smiled and car resend his chin with dainty claws,"My Drak Prince...." She murmured as she pulled him over him once more.
This new love was challenging- she couldn't arouse him sexually, that much was clear, so instead she pleasures his desire for blood and as part of this challenge she had to do so without getting herself killed. It was terribly thrilling. She used her magic to heal the wounds on her belly- then went for something.... even more dangerous.
She drew a thin line on her neck, it bled profusely given the location of the cut, so the time they had would be limited. However this would allow her to bring him in closer- to take what she wanted from him as he drank what he wanted from her.
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 27, 2013 9:38:47 GMT -5
The Dark Prince saw how easily she healed her wounds. "Oh...Goddess...my Goddess..." This could certainly open a lot of doors for him, experimentally. By now his victims would be passed out... or dead. But not his Dragon Goddess.
He seized her thighs, forcefully dragging her until her hips were fixed upon his, joining the two of them together once more. Dracula slid two hands down her now unblemished front until they reached the fabric of her black bra. He tore the thing in two, freeing her, and then brought her up into a sitting position, her bare front against his. He grinned as he could feel her breath picking up, her stomach in and out with excitement as he brought his tongue to her jawline, tracing it, and then lowering his head to trail it down lower to her wound.
He began grinding his hips against hers as he took what he wanted from her life blood. It was only fair that she take the pleasure she wanted from his body.
And now the Dark Prince was completely lost, in a rhythmic ocean...or perhaps it was an electrical storm? His imagery was becoming cloudy with her blood. And...something more.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 27, 2013 12:03:38 GMT -5
Mal moaned as she clutched at the back of his neck, whispering 'My Prince' over and over again between gasps. She rocked into him to match his movements, letting her nails drag down his shoulders to his back- talons slowly digging into his skin. Had he been human the pain might have been too painful, but he didn't seem to mind. She lowered her head and bit into his neck, imitating the fashion he would use had they been in opposite positions, then kissed the bite mark tenderly.
She could feel the waves of pleasure slowly start to calm, she pulled away a moment met his blood red eyes with her poison green,"My servant, you could easily be my end...." She smiled tracing circles on his pale shoulder
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 27, 2013 15:40:39 GMT -5
He could have gone on like this for the rest of his damned eternity, mindlessly grinding and lapping...
But creatures with beating hearts were frail in his hands... and blood runs out... As she pulled back, he took it as a sign to ease off. His lips came away from her damp skin with a reluctant moan, he leaned back on a hand, supporting her with the other. He drew in a breath and let it escape as a gasp... purely for show... and yet it was honest at the same time. Normal blood always seemed to warm him, until it cooled down and blackened inside his body... But Maleficent's blood... it trickled down with a warm, tingling sensation as it mixed with his own. He closed his eyes, enjoying the new sensation.
At her words, his eyes snapped open to meet gaze upon her. He brought her down with him as he lowered back against the couch cushions. "Maleficent..." Dracula loved to say her name; rolled off the tongue so easily with his faint accent. He tangled his hand in her mess of blonde curls and stroked her back with the other. "...You are my new obsession..."
The Vampire meant it. And once he was obsessed with something... he pursued it til the very end. He knew that he could never kill her... not now... now that he was introduced to the bright, lustrous stars that had once been absent from his black nights... but he HAD to possess her. He would be driven to MADNESS if she ever denied him what she had given so freely this night.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 27, 2013 16:35:05 GMT -5
The Dragonness gave a satisfied smile, then lowered herself down beside him reaching her arm around his chest- Taking another moment to admire his perfect physic. He was right to feel that way about her....
He didn't give off any warmth as her pirate lover did, not that she'd need it now after such vigourous activities, but it did encourage her to pull over a silky fleece black blanket over herself and him. In a way it was like having a pet again.... having something so dedicated to you and giving you pleasure for so little in return.... and she rather enjoyed the idea.
"Perhaps.... tomorrow we can discuss more..... of Regina, I mean" She said softly, burying herself into his neck
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 27, 2013 18:40:48 GMT -5
Dracula smirked, his eyes staring up at the ceiling. He wouldn't be doing a very good job with his Goddess if actual DIALOGUE ensued tomorrow night.
"Of course..." He replied. Dracula turned his head to the side, glancing around at her apartment as she drifted off. It really was homey... for a villain such as the two. Dark and Gothic, but classy and elegant. He laid motionless, feeling her expand as she drew in breaths, and then exhale... envying her.
An hour before dawn, Dracula finally removed himself from under Maleficent. He had to get back to the woods. He had made several dirt pits for a resting spot, perhaps Hook and the Prince hadn't discovered ALL of them. Having an ornate coffin somewhere would be TOO obvious... though dreadfully tempting. He pulled his clothes back on, and turned to caress Mal's cheek one last time with a cold hand.
And in a blur he was gone.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 27, 2013 22:03:51 GMT -5
Maleficent awoke the next morning, a little disappointed to find herself alone- not to say she didn't understand, but he was very comfortable to have by her side... then again it was nice not to have to deal with the overstayed welcome.
She went about her day, knowing her Prince would not return till nightfall, then she would try and find him again.... The woods was it? Yes, she remembered Hook mentioning something of tombs dug out by Dracula as a refuge when his studio was burned to the ground
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on Mar 28, 2013 8:47:18 GMT -5
Vampires didn't sleep, that was a heavenly reprieve that was simply DENIED to such damned creatures... but they did have to avoid the sun, rejuvenating themselves either in the soil or in meditative state in an undisturbed place; usually a coffin.
Dracula didn't have the luxury of a coffin at the moment, so he laid in his dirt pit, reaching out to hear all the sounds and movement of the earth around him... while the grime and decay rejuvenated him. He was suddenly very aware of a presence above him. He looked like a corpse at the bottom of that pit, until his mouth quirked up into a smile. He opened his red eyes and glanced up at his Goddess.
"I was thinking about you... all day." Mal seemed to smile down at him, then pulled her prey closer to the ledge so Dracula could see: a well dressed man, looking scared out of his mind. Dracula held his hands over his black heart in mock gesture. "And breakfast in bed? You spoil me, Goddess..." Mal smirked and pushed the man in.
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Post by Maleficent on Mar 28, 2013 13:41:20 GMT -5
The man she had found her pet gave a terrified scream- but it wasn't long before he was silenced and Dracula tossed his lifeless body aside. She waved her hand and the body disappeared in a puff of violet smoke.
Mal helped him out of his pit and put her arm through his," Darling, if you needed a place to sleep during the day, you could have just asked" she purred
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