oom - In a room with Ivan

[lazy_but_loyal]

[Continued from here]

The room that Bar gives them is as efficient as any hotel room but not entirely dull to look at, because this is Pam, and she gets bored fast.

When Ivan opens the door, Pam stops on the threshold. He booked the room after all, so it's kind of his.

"You need to invite me in," she says, a hand on her hip. "It's a vampire thing."

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[vorpatril]

He's still alert, he's been trained to be on the watch for danger and its not easy to turn that off. Her touch is skilled and he sighs quietly with pleasure.

[lazy_but_loyal]

His heart beats so wonderfully.

She plants hungry, open-mouthed kisses along the side of his neck, the points of her fangs just only scraping his skin as her touch becomes firmer and more focused on getting him hard.

[vorpatril]

The kisses are a wonderful mixture of hot and cold and he likes the nips. He groans as she seems like she'll enjoy hearing him, not everyone wants noise and she's good.

[lazy_but_loyal]

She's had a lot of practice, to say the least.

Ivan groans, and she purrs appreciatively. It's the same way a predator likes hearing its prey squeal.

She slides her other hand under his head and makes a fist in his hair, bending his head back to expose his throat just so.

"Ready, big boy?"

[vorpatril]

He gasps at the hand in his hair and the tug and says, "As I'll ever be."

[lazy_but_loyal]

With a growl, she bites him.

It'll hurt. Because, y'know. Biting. Sharp, pointy teeth. Blood.

Nice, hot, sweet blood that flows from those neat puncture wounds and into Pam's mouth.

She counters the pain by continuing to stroke him, as her lips and tongue move in an almost soothing, hypnotic rhythm.

[vorpatril]

At the bite, he makes a sound that's not fully a moan or a gasp as he feels overwhelmed with pain and pleasure.

[lazy_but_loyal]

She swallows, taking deep gulps. The blood is sticky on his skin and her lips grow warm and wet with it, but her touch is still cool.

[vorpatril]

He groans, the feel of her lips and teeth pulls his attention as a part of his brain points out that's his blood. Her touch is skilled and the cool keeps him hard.

[lazy_but_loyal]

Her hand starts to move quicker, almost as if she didn't have to think about it.

She doesn't, not really.

What she is focused on is getting every drop of blood that spills down over his neck.

Oh, and also the sound of his heartbeat and his breathing. Because he might get a little lightheaded if she drinks too much, but he seems okay for the time being.

Her hand starts to move even faster.

[vorpatril]

As her hand speeds up, the pleasure outweighs the strange feel of her lips at his neck. His groans and his heartbeat go faster to match her.

[lazy_but_loyal]

"Mmmhmmm," she purrs encouragingly, swallowing deeply, as his blood flows faster.

She slips a knee in between his thighs just for good measure as she works him tirelessly.

[vorpatril]

By the time, her thigh is there, his thoughts are elsewhere and he's lost in coming closer to coming.

[lazy_but_loyal]

And that's where she's trying to get him to, before he might pass out from blood loss.

Not that he will. He just might. She would rather not have that happen. But Ivan is a big guy, he can take it, right?

With another, deeper purr, she tightens her fingers ever so slightly...

[vorpatril]

As she tightens, he goes over the edge, coming with a loud moan.

[lazy_but_loyal]

And with his orgasm comes a hot rush of blood into her mouth, sweetened by his arousal, a sweetness that only vampires can taste.

Her hand becomes still as she drinks and she lets his cock go. (Of course she aimed him away from herself the moment he came. She wasn't going to mess up her clothes.)

[vorpatril]

He gasps as he finishes off, feeling worn out and incredibly aware of her at his throat.

[lazy_but_loyal]

For a moment it seems as if Pam isn't going to stop.

But she does notice that Ivan has slowed down. So with a reluctant-sounding murmur, she pulls her mouth away from his throat.

[vorpatril]

He's not certain that he can manage actual words and ends up saying something that could possibly be French, its a thank you.

[lazy_but_loyal]

After licking his wounds as clean as possible (gotta get every last drop), she pricks her tongue on a fang. As her tongue bleeds, cool, thick, dark blood, she licks his wounds again.

She's not exactly sure what humans feel when their skin heals with vampire blood. Some have said that it tingles or tickles. Some don't even realize it's happened. She...doesn't really care?

But she did tell him that he wouldn't have any scars. And when she's done, the wounds have closed completely with no trace of them.

And then she gets up off of him. She straightens out her skirt and flips her hair over her shoulder.

"How're you feelin'?"

[vorpatril]

"Good,"

He's groggy, feeling like he's stayed up too late at night but happy.

[lazy_but_loyal]

She utters a breathy, purring chuckle at that, exposing her bloodstained fangs. She can still sense he's out of it.

"Need a little pick-me-up?" she says, feeling generous. "A tiny taste of vampire blood can set you to rights in a jiffy."

[vorpatril]

"Won't make me tell the truth like fast penta?"

That would be an odd side effect but it could happen. He doesn't talk in bed but need to be safe.

[lazy_but_loyal]

"Like what?" she says, raising an eyebrow.

"It's kinda like a shot of caffeine. With adrenaline. And opiates. I dunno, that's what people say. Heals you from the inside, but leaves you a little loopy for a bit until it wears off."

She shrugs.

"You don't have to have it. You can just have a nap, drink plenty of water, and eat a steak."

[vorpatril]

"Truth drug, used in interrogations, hold other people's secrets. Caffeine could be good. You going to leave or stay?"

Does he need to be awake to please her?