[Pia grins, slowly leaning close against Brooke. Their chests touch, and Pia grabs Brooke's hand as she leans in, making her squeeze harder as she purrs in her ear. Her words are like satin, rolling off her tongue, her face so close to Brooke's she could feel the other's body heat and smell the alcohol on her skin.]
As you wish, my lady~
[She moves downward, letting her soft hair fall across Brooke's pale chest, moving fluidly across the white skin like ink on snow. Her soft curls brush against her breasts, rolling softly against the sensitive skin. Pia would be paying more attention, if she hadn't had other things in mind. She let go of Brooke's hand and let it gently play across her neck, barely touching, her touch electric. Then she moves closer, brushing her lips against the spot. It was soft and warm, and like everything else, smelt of alcohol. Pia didn't let it deter her, kissing the vunerable spot on Brooke's neck which she had chosen.
She was going very slow. Slowness, she had learned, always made it feel better.
She would have licked and kissed the area more, then finish with a nice hickey and some suckling. But her new teeth would leave more than a hickey that would have to be covered with a scarf the next day. She was unusually excited about her next move, now. The thought of biting into Brooke like she would an apple excited her more than she would have thought. The smell was becoming intoxicating; more than just alcohol, now, she could smell the coppery scent of blood through her skin.]
Mmm...you smell so good...
[She kissed the spot once more, then went in for the finishing blow; her mouth opened wide, and her razor-sharp teeth were suddenly sunk in deep into Brooke's neck.
It was immediately obvious that she had missed her juggular, but the bite was bleeding all the same. Blood, delicious blood was pouring into her mouth, and she was lapping it up eagerly, moaning like a whore. She would blush in embarasment thinking back, but in the moment, the taste was so good it was almost unbearable.
It was better than any sex she'd had. Probably better than any sex she would ever get, too.
If it wasn't for a small nagging at the back of her mind that something was wrong, she probably would have hung on for longer than she did. Still, it felt like an eternity that she sucked Brooke's blood, her body mashed against Brooke's, writhing, her hands up in the other's hair. But something nagged her, and she opened her eyes and breathed through her nose, and let go, all too soon in her opinion.]
[Not that I have any icons for this :I]
As you wish, my lady~
[She moves downward, letting her soft hair fall across Brooke's pale chest, moving fluidly across the white skin like ink on snow. Her soft curls brush against her breasts, rolling softly against the sensitive skin. Pia would be paying more attention, if she hadn't had other things in mind. She let go of Brooke's hand and let it gently play across her neck, barely touching, her touch electric. Then she moves closer, brushing her lips against the spot. It was soft and warm, and like everything else, smelt of alcohol. Pia didn't let it deter her, kissing the vunerable spot on Brooke's neck which she had chosen.
She was going very slow. Slowness, she had learned, always made it feel better.
She would have licked and kissed the area more, then finish with a nice hickey and some suckling. But her new teeth would leave more than a hickey that would have to be covered with a scarf the next day. She was unusually excited about her next move, now. The thought of biting into Brooke like she would an apple excited her more than she would have thought. The smell was becoming intoxicating; more than just alcohol, now, she could smell the coppery scent of blood through her skin.]
Mmm...you smell so good...
[She kissed the spot once more, then went in for the finishing blow; her mouth opened wide, and her razor-sharp teeth were suddenly sunk in deep into Brooke's neck.
It was immediately obvious that she had missed her juggular, but the bite was bleeding all the same. Blood, delicious blood was pouring into her mouth, and she was lapping it up eagerly, moaning like a whore. She would blush in embarasment thinking back, but in the moment, the taste was so good it was almost unbearable.
It was better than any sex she'd had. Probably better than any sex she would ever get, too.
If it wasn't for a small nagging at the back of her mind that something was wrong, she probably would have hung on for longer than she did. Still, it felt like an eternity that she sucked Brooke's blood, her body mashed against Brooke's, writhing, her hands up in the other's hair. But something nagged her, and she opened her eyes and breathed through her nose, and let go, all too soon in her opinion.]