Important Matters

She let out a needy whine as the woman pulled away, jerking in her bindings as she tried to stop Giacinto from leaving. Her relief as the vampire returned was short-lived. The elf blushed at her words, not meeting her gaze as her head tossed to the side, starting to chew her lip to bits, feeling a drop of blood well up.

She trailed the riding crop down the woman's stomach. "Was that both, dear?"

The Succubus leaned forwards, tongue darting out to lap up the blood, moaning softly at the taste. She'd never get over how good old Elven blood tasted.

The crop ran down Sera's thigh slowly.

She squirmed under the touch of leather, letting out an almost hysterical whine. She was unsure whether she was scared or aroused. It was a strange feeling, and she half-cursed herself for not asking for the vibrator before. Then again, she half didn't curse herself because this was... exciting, in a dangerous, new sort of way. Her eyes slid closed, waiting for the blow.

"Gi-"

The blow didn't come.

She just continued to trail the crop over the woman's skin. Down her leg then up again, skipping up to her navel and trailing upwards, tapping under the woman's chin softly.

Giacinto leaned forwards to press a gentle kiss to the Elf's lip.

"Do you want more?" she purred softly.

She whimpered softly, shuddering under the leather brushing over her, arching up each time the crop brushed over the top of her thigh. She bit her lip. What did "more" entail, exactly? The elf drew a shuddering breath.

"Giancinto... please..."

Her lips quirked into a grin.

He crop snapped against the woman's thigh.

The blow wasn't hard. It was barely strong enough to leave a sting.

She yelped with a jolt, more in surprise than pain, her eyes shooting open. The woman shivered, head falling back on the cross again with a clunk, panting softly as a wave of heat washed over her, thighs trembling.

She moaned softly.

The crop trailed down her thigh and back up again.

It pressed against her before the woman pulled it away again.

"Do you like the crop?" she purred lowly, pressing it against her again.

She whimpered, hips arching upwards needily, thighs spreading slightly. The woman writhed in her bonds, in a desperate attempt to get more friction. But she did not answer the question, head turning to the side in shame, cheeks flushing a deep pink. She wouldn't answer that. It was too embarrassing.

"Gia, please..."

"You're so shy. It's adorable."

She leaned forwards against to take Sera's lips in a rough kiss.

Her hand trailed up the woman's body slowly, calloused fingers caressing the soft skin of the Elf.

"Shut up." the elf mumbled.

But she still kissed back eagerly, leaning up as far as she could to get closer to the woman. Her arms jerked against her bonds with a growl of frustration at not being able to move. A shiver ran across her skin under the light touch, moaning softly into the woman's lips.

"Nope," she chuckled lowly.

Her hand trailed higher, cupping a breast in her palm, thumb brushing over the nipple softly.

The other hand continued to trail the riding crop up and down the woman's inner thigh gently.

She tried to scowl up at her, but didn't succeed, only whining as she arched up into the woman's hand. A tongue darted across her lips, thighs twitching nervously under the caress of the leather, the tension building up from not knowing when Giacinto was going to hit her again.

"Relax," she purred softly, bending to set the crop down on the floor.

She pressed a soft kiss against the woman's thigh, hand curling around her calf, thumb brushing the side of her knee gently.

Her tongue ran up her inner thigh.

Her breath hitched in her throat, hips rolling up again with a moan. The woman gulped softly, a shudder rippling up her spine.

"Gia... please..." her eyes slid closed, breaths speeding up.

The elf whined, pulling at the straps. She wanted to reach out and pull the woman closer, but she couldn't. It was infuriating.

Her tongue darted out over the woman.

"Is this what you want?" she purred, hands sliding down to curl around her calf muscles, thumb brushing her skin.

She let out a loud moan, the sound muffled as she bit down on her lip, hips jerking upwards with a whimper, writhing softly.

"Gi-" the plead choked in her throat, her head falling back against the wood with a soft clunk.

Her tongue pressed against the woman again, fingers caressing her skin.

She gazed up at Sera with dark crimson eyes.

Her nails scraped down her leg from her knees to her ankles.

She moaned, the noise turning into a sharp yelp as nails raked down her skin. "Ah!"

The woman writhed helplessly, jolting in surprise and pain at the scratch. She whimpered quietly at the burning sensation, feeling a few droplets of blood beginning to well up on her leg.

"Th-that hurt."

She bowed her head to press soft kisses on the woman's legs, tongue lapping over the scrape, collecting the few droplets of blood.

"Elves are such delicate creatures," she crooned as she stood.

She pressed against the woman, grinding her hips against Sera's as she bent to kiss her softly.

"So beautiful and delicate."

She flushed. "Shut up." the woman muttered again.

In fact, she actually had quite a high pain tolerance. Something that she developed during battle. She only wasn't used to pain during sex, so it came as a surprise to her. Not a completely unpleasant one, however.

She moaned softly as the woman ground against her, kissing her back eagerly, trying to get closer. "Gia please..."

"Am I not satisfying you, Seraphine?" she purred lowly, nuzzling her nose against the elf's.

Her hands smoothed over the woman's skin, up her stomach.

She rolled Sera's nipples between her finger and thumbs, tongue running down the side of her neck.

She whined at the loss as the woman pulled away, arching into the touch. The way Giacinto kept teasing her was infuriating. She lifted her head to kiss her roughly, a tongue tracing the seam of the woman's lips to try and hurry her along.

"Gia... Gia, please..."

She grinned into the kiss, returning it with equal vigour, tongue pushing into Sera's mouth.

"You want this, don't you?" she purred, one hand sliding down to stroke the woman slowly. "Want me to touch you here? Fuck you?"

Two fingers pushed inside the woman slowly.

She moaned deeply, trying to thrust against the woman's fingers as she arched, tossing her head to one side. Her hands clenched into fists around her bonds, rocking upwards needily with a hysterical whine.

"Yes... please, Gia!"