[C][M] A New "Friend"

The girl let out a soft moan as Cyneric became rougher in the way he handled her.

She liked giving little hints that she wanted to try something more sinful. That's why she'd scratched him.

And he was responding just the way she had hoped too.

As his attention turned to her throat and his hands snuck up her thighs the girl let out a fluttery sigh.

She tilted her head back to give him more access to her neck and throat, totally unaware that he was a vampire, of course.

His tongue laved up the column of her throat.

The man paused for a moment to shrug off his jacket before his hands returned to push under her skirt.

He cupped her cheeks, gripping them as he hoisted her closer again.

He nipped gently at her throat, purring softly.

This girl wasn't leaving here without a few puncture marks on her thighs and another notch on her bedpost. She'd worked him up too much now.

Deep down Sonia had expected that the only reason Cy was being so kind was because he wanted to use her. And now that they were being this intimate on just day two, she was suspecting it even more.

And honestly? She didn't care.

She wanted Cyneric's body too, and she liked that she was doing all of this with a stranger. It was all so exciting to the girl.

She rolled her hips over his crotch, trying to feel for an erection through his trousers. The only things between his member and her womanhood were those jeans and the thin line of cloth from her panties.

In this moment she had totally forgotten the flashes of fangs and blood she'd had the night before.

Using her? Yes, of course.

He hadn't gone to her house earlier to get to get to know her and become friends with her. She was a silly young human girl. There was nothing to like about her except the blood and perhaps the sex.

She'd think all he was after was the sex. A petty horny human boy that just wants to get into her panties.

He'd swoop when she had that idea concreted in her mind. She'd be so into what would come that a sharp prick would go unnoticed when he went down on her. Until she got home and found the four puncture wounds, that is. But what would be the worry there? They'd been out in a field. It could have easily been a bite from an insect that she hadn't noticed.

Cy reached behind him for his discarded jacket, clumsily laying it out in front of him instead as his other hand slid beneath the thin layer of cotton she was wearing, caressing a cheek firmly before slipping between her parted thighs, rubbing teasingly at her seam.

The Vampire's lips moved upwards again to see out hers for another hot kiss.

A small whimper escaped the girl when Cy's hands touched the bare flesh between her legs.

Her hands gripped his shoulders and she let her nails bite into him, through the fabric.

She kissed him back passionately, all ready her sex was wet and aroused, waiting and ready for his attentions.

He purred softly when his fingers met with damp heat.

This was exciting her. He could have laughed at her. Stupid, trusting little girl. She wasn't only letting him do this to her, she was enjoying it.

His teasing stroking got firmer, rubbing her firmly.

The Vampire's dull teeth scraped over the woman's lower lip, sucking at it gently.

The insides of Sonia's thighs quivered slightly as she felt his touches get rougher.

No one had ever dared be that rough with her, worried she was too fragile and delicate and sweet to enjoy such attention.

Another, slightly louder moan escaped her. She could hardly kiss him back, her lips parted slightly as she sighed out in pleasure.

"Yes." She whispered, her breathy voice thick with arousal.

He could smell the spike in her arousal.

Playing firm excited her.

What did playing rough achieve?

The Vampire was almost giddy with his own excitement as he scraped his nails over her hard enough to leave red marks.

This girl may be a little tender after this, after all. If she liked rough, he would give her what she wanted.

Sonia's eyes widened and she gasped out loudly as he let his nails scrape at such a sensitive part of her body.

Tears welled in her eyes, but she didn't buck away or try to escape him.

"Ah! C-Cy, no one has ever t-touched me like this before" She groaned, leaning her face into the crook of his neck.

One of her hands run up the back of his head and gripped his hair. Her toes curled and her body was tense as she let the sensations set in.

A little smirk curled his lips as she nuzzled against his neck.

He could smell her tears. Her excitement. It sent a rush of excitement through himself. His hips rocked upwards, pressing his arousal against her for a moment.

"I'll make you feel so good," he crooned, nuzzling against the side of her head.

He pushed a finger into her slowly.

His other hand slid under her sweater, pushing it up until her bra was in view.

Sonia bit her lower lip.  Her entire body was nearly quivering all over from all arousal.  

She rocked her hips forward as he pressed a digit inside her.  She was not a virgin, but her body was still tight and youthful.  

"Y-yes, do whatever you want with me Cy." She sighed out before kissing the spot where his neck and jawline connect.  

She kissed and sucked and even laved her tongue over it slightly as she tried her best to not thrust like an animal in heat.

She was such a needy girl.

She was trying to control herself so much. But he could smell her excitement and hear her heartbeat hammering in her chest. She couldn't hide her excitement from him.

He purred darkly as she gave him all the permission he needed.

"Clothes off," he murmured softly. "I want you naked, lying on my jacket with your legs spread."

He thrust his fingers a few more times before withdrawing, leaning back and using his arms to keep him up as he waited, tilting his head to the side slightly.

She loved hearing his strong, commanding voice give her orders. She blushed hard, but her smile was big.

Her sweater was the first to go, followed by unbuttoning her white blouse. She let it fall from her shoulders and then reached back to unclasp her bra.

Doing this made her chest stick out more. She had very lovely breasts. A C cup filled to the brim, her cleavage popping out until the bra came undone and her breasts were free. Her pink nipples were all ready perky from her arousal and the night air.

She then stood up so she could remover her skirt and panties. She pulled them down past her thighs and then laid back over his jacket.

The Russian girl then curved her body so she could finish removing her clothes.

Now, naked as the day she was born, she lay on his jacket and spread her legs as he had demanded.

Her cheeks were dusted pink at being exposed like this to someone she hardly knew. She hoped he liked her body. The immense vulnerability she felt only turned her on more though.

Cy watched her silently when she began unclothing.

He watched each piece of clothing brush against her pale skin then drop to the floor, revealing more and more of her body to him.

Her skin was pale and unblemished; unaffected by the curse of age.

A crooked little smirk curled his lips as she laid down and removed the last of her clothing for him.

His bright eyes trailed over her slowly, taking in every inch of her naked body laid out on his jacket, spread for him. He sight was enough to have him purring like a contented kitten.

Cy leaned over her, his hands planing at her hips to hold him up. He crawled up her body slowly, shoulders rolling like that of a large cat stalking its prey. He lowered his body, pressing his clothed hips against hers and capturing her lips in a demanding kiss.

The girl was happy to be met with such a reaction. She wondered what his body would look like exposed as well. She was sure it was a sight to behold, such a dangerous and mysterious man exposed as she was.

As he crawled up her, every touch sent little shock shivering through her. She met his kiss with one of equal passion and want. Her tongue slipped in his mouth and she let it trace along his teeth.

They were sharper then she'd expected, but she didn't mind.

Her hands grasped to him and she pulled his shirt up so she could feel the muscles and skin on his back. Her palms pressed and massaged before she again traced a gentle scratch down along his spine.

The Vampire had kept his fans retraced. He had years of practise to be able to do that. It took some real shock and excitement to get the Vampire to extend his fangs involuntarily in these situations.

Though, he naturally had sharp teeth. There were times he had been too weak to be able to extend his fangs. He had used his sharp teeth to tear into people then. His sharp canines came in handy on those few times that he didn't have the needed strength.

Cy shivered softly again when her nails scraped over his back.

He let one hand slide down her body, scraping gently at a nipple with his nails before caressing further down. He stroked her womanhood teasingly again before letting his thumb rub against her clit.

Sonia wondered why Cy was still clothed and she wasn't. She had heard that some people liked to do that to establish control in a situation.

She kept her legs spread as he touched and traced his fingers along her body.

As his thumb pressed against her clit she kissed him deeper, letting out a soft moan from within.

Her long hair splayed out around her body and her eyes were shut tight.

She wanted this to go further, and soon. She wanted him to take her all the way into the depths of lust and pleasure.

"Does this feel good, sweetheart?" he purred softly against her lips.

He wanted to hear her soft, breathy voice telling him to give her more. The more she asked, the more she got.

And the more she got, the closer he got to a good meal.

"Tell me you want more."

The girl nodded her head up and down, her bangs tossing in her face.

"Mmmhmm" She whimpered, her fingers clinging to his shoulders tightly.

"Yes, please. Please Cyneric. Don't hold back. I want more." She begged, her voice soft and needy.

His fingers rubbed against her seam for a few moments before he pushed one in, thrusting a few times before adding a second.

His fingers curled, stroking against her sensitive insides as his fingers teased her.

Slowly he began kissing down her body.

His lips enclosed around a nipple, teeth scraping gently as he gave firm sucks.

The girl arched her back and her lips gaped open as she gasped softly.

She planted her feet to the ground so she could steady herself and rock her hips against the man's touches.

When was the last time she had been intimate with someone? One year? No... it had been two years.

And she had been with her boyfriend. The young man had been good to her, but her father had scared him away. And in such a small town, she became known as the girl with the overbearing and crazy papa.

So then no boy wanted to be near her.

But Cyneric, he wasn't from here. He didn't know her, he barely knew her grumpy father, and he was willing to take her places she hadn't been in a long time... maybe to new heights she had never experienced before.

He certainty seemed capable.

He was.

Cy was oh-so-capable of taking her places that she hadn't even dreamt of being before.

This ancient English man could give Sonia some truly amazing experiences. A perk of being so old and having so much experience under his belt.

Said belt was holding some rather tight and uncomfortable jeans to his slim hips at the moment.

His teeth closed around the nipple his tongue was teasing, biting down firmly and tugging.

Sonia nearly screamed out when she felt those teeth bite down around her. Her back arched even more and tears welled up in her eyes.

That pain was beautiful to the girl.

She had dreamed and fantasized about being submissive to a sadistic man who would make her cry out and leave little marks on her body.

And now she finally was realizing that her fantasies were starting to come true.

"Do-don't stop!" She begged, her voiced laced with both pleasure and pain.

The man's body erupted in purrs as she gave the order.

That voice.

He loved hearing that addictive mix of pain and pleasure in a person's voice as he leaned over them, toying with their bodies.

Cy slid further down the girl's body, pausing to litter little marks over her stomach and hips.

His tongue caressed her thigh, slicking the smooth skin. His hot, heavy breath flowed over her skin, washing over the wet patch.

He could feel her pulse under his tongue.

She smelt so much better than last night. With no alcohol in her system, she smelt good enough to eat.

His lips curled upwards, amusing at his own little joke.

As Cyneric moved lower and lower, the girl brought her arms up above her head and arched her chest out.

A lusty smile rested on her face, her eyebrows tilted up just slightly and her mouth open a bit as she breathed and panted out. He was going down on her.

Her last boyfriend never even did that.

"O Bozhe ..." Her voice fluttered, not realizing she spoke her mother tongue.

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"Oh God"