New Experiences

[pinkroses]

Continued from here

The taxi ride didn’t take long and the two immortals continued their playful banter on the journey, combined with a few subtle touches to heighten their anticipation of what to come. Seb hadn’t bothered arranging for a driver – he would either drive himself around or get taxis, that suited his lifestyle currently. Maybe in the future, but for now it seemed unnecessary. Now they were in close quarters her scent was even more intoxicating. He was already well fed tonight, but the anticipation of tasting her, an angel, made his mouth water as he let his blue eyes roam over her unashamedly.

Before long they had pulled up at Seb’s relatively modest looking home. It wasn’t a mansion as some of the buildings around the city, but was spacious, well decorated and beautifully maintained. Seb offered the beautiful angel an arm to walk her up the front path and letting her in.

As he shut the door behind them Seb mentally scanned the house – his housekeeper Lucy was away for the night. She had a room upstairs, but also her own home not too far away (which he’d also provided). She’d been loyal whilst he slept, keeping the house well maintained and ready at any moment for his return, so when he’d awoken he’d managed to slot back into this space he’d hardly resided in, as though he’d always been here.

“Come in,” Seb said warmly, guiding Zoheret through into the spacious living room and he would let her make her choice between the two sofas, or the armchair (but that seemed unlikely given the reason for her coming here) before joining her.

“Nervous?” he asked with a smile. She’d seemed so keen to experience being fed from, but he knew that experiencing new things could be difficult for someone set in their ways, especially for someone with so many years behind them. He knew that this would be a truly memorable experience for him.

“Would you like a drink, or food?” He added hospitality before giving a chuckle, “I now know you can drink, I assume the same is true of eating?”

[Saiketsu]

She followed at Sebastian's request, though she hardly needed encouraging. Her heart had been sped up the entire ride, their flirtations kept to a polite but tantalizing minimum - they were in the company of a human, after all.

It was exceedingly difficult to keep her thoughts on letting the vampire at her side simply feed from her, especially since she had no reference of what it would feel like and Sebastian would already be so close to her. There was a reason that the humans were so enamoured with these creatures and Zoheret was beginning to see why. What was that saying? Tall, dark, and handsome? Each time his skin (warmed with the recent human blood, she was sure) touched hers, she felt a bodily surge of pleasure. The lips between her thighs were beginning to swell and buzz with her arousal and attraction - would he be able to tell? Weren't their senses supposed to be sharper than a human's? Zoheret made no attempt to hide it from him.

Her inhibitions were loosened for the night after so much alcohol, yet she had been careful not to become too relaxed. Still she lingered at the verge of inebriation and intoxication, a line she played well. She felt good, refreshed, relaxed. What was that word, again? Tipsy.

She chose the sofa which sat only two, smirking deviously up at him until he sat, her legs brushing against his unashamedly due to their forced proximity. Zoheret put an arm over the back of the sofa and played with a few strands of his dark hair, feigning distraction. But he was seeing someone, she reminded herself ironically. The idea made the dark angel's blood pump a bit faster, her skin a little warmer. The dark angel bit the inside of her lip again, as if he weren't watching her. "It is," she answered him about eating, though food was the farthest thing from her mind. "Should I be nervous?" She smiled at him with her painted lips, enjoying his attention thoroughly. 

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"Not at all," Seb said, pleased that he didn't have to leave this beautiful creature to try to dig out something for her to eat - maybe afterwards. He had no idea what food Lucy had in the house, but there would be some. Juice, candy bars, frozen ready meals - nothing suitable for this godess.

His body was facing hers slightly and he moved his near hand to lightly run his cool fingers over the skin of her leg which was exposed now she was sat. She was smooth, but soft, her flesh pliant like a human, which his had become less like in recent centuries.

"I'll be gentle with you," he added, his blue eyes drifting up from her leg, over her delightful curves, to meet her gaze with a twinkle in his eyes.

"I would suggest here," Seb went on, lifting his further hand to carass her graceful neck, letting himself feel her pulse for a moment. "However there are plenty of other places which will give different kinds of pleasure," he added, squeezing her thigh to indicate one of those options. Where he bit would make a difference to their positioning, but he knew it would feel as intense for her wherever he selected.

[Saiketsu]

She allowed a little sigh of a moan as he caressed her neck, his hand on her thigh, her eyes closing as she embraced the position she found herself in. His promise to be gentle made her smile, a touching notion, but not something she needed. She always found men's reactions to bedding her fascinating, revealing quite a bit about themselves. She liked the shy ones, the lovers that praised her like a Goddess and handled her body with reverence and worship. When in her frustration or anger, she preferred the rough ones who tried - and failed - to dominate her. Zoheret was more than curious to see how this old creature treated her.

Each time he touched her skin she flushed with want, making it impossible to decide where she wanted him. Well, not impossible. With a deliberate pace she slid her hand up his arm, coaxing him farther up between her thighs - if he was compliant. "I'm not sure I can decide," Zoheret purred devilishly, squeezing her thighs together around his warm hand, catching him. "What do you think is best?" She didn't bother giving him any innocent look, but met his gaze thick with desire.

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Seb raised an eyebrow as she moved his hand, not resisting her unsubtle command. Her teasing was so enticing, acting coy and innocent when she was anything but and you'd have to be a fool to think otherwise.

"Oh, well I wouldn't want to decide for you, but perhaps I can help you make up your mind," he murmured.

"Now there's this," he said in an instructional tone as he leant closer and brushed his lips over her throat where his fingers had been playing. His tongue drifted over her skin, tickling lightly before he scraped his teeth over her smooth curves, imagining what it might be like to break the skin and taste her blood. His fingers between her thighs massaged her flesh firmly, not wanting to try to release his hand just yet.

"Or I could find somewhere else," he added, taking her hand in his and lifting her wrist to his mouth, giving that similar attention, knowing that it might tickle, but not as seductive as her throat.

"But I don't think that's what you'd enjoy the most," Seb said, his gaze meeting hers with a playful twinkle as he shifted his body, moving from the sofa to position himself on his knees before her, ready to worship before her. He urged her knees apart with minimal resistant then slid his hands under her thighs, pulling her hips closer to the edge of the sofa.

"I've known this positioning to be quite popular," he said conversationally as he slid his hands up her thighs, pushing her dress upwards before bending forwards and kissing his way up her leg. Her skin was hot compared to his cool body and her could feel that heat growning as he moved upwards. Seb imagined she was the kind of creature to not bother with underwear, but was interested to see if he was correct about that and before long he had pushed her skirts up far enough that he would know the answer.

He didn't bite just yet though, or venture further up than he was intending to bite - kisses, teasing licks, a gentle nip here and there, praising her skin with his mouth, feeling where he blood vessels were close to the skin on her inner thigh, before he lifted his head to look up at her.

"Right here, that's where I would recommend," he said with a grin, tracing a small cross with the gentlest of touches, designed to make her writhe with anticipation.

[Saiketsu]

She shivered at his teeth on her neck and gave him a low moan, her skin prickling. Fire where his lips and teeth landed, kissing, grazing. She was sure he was going to bite her then and she felt a delicious excitement, sweet like honey, swell near her sex. But he proved her impatient and pulled away when she wanted him the most, a glorious thing. A truly frustrating thing. She smiled playfully at him, biting her bottom lip as he kissed the inside of her wrist, his fingers provoking her.

At his descent to his knees, Zoheret eyed him expectantly, allowing him whatever privileges he wished to have. She knew what he would find as he mover her clothing and she was more than happy to let him worship. Her white dress moved up her thighs, higher until her panties were exposed. She was particularly satisfied with the pair that she had chosen that night - sheer black lace cut tantalizingly low on her hips, barely covering her lips with a darker mesh. The cut rounded out cheekily, exposing just enough of her bum to be considered tasteful, though the lace denounced her as a sinner. There was simply something scandalous about the juxtaposition between a pure white dress and wicked black panties that she loved. She was hoping that Sebastian would feel similarly.

She was not disappointed. That look in his eyes, hands gripping her thighs just under her backside, his mouth so close to her sex. That reverence he paid her smooth legs with his mouth, inching closer patiently up her inner thigh. The tension in her was wound like a spring and she sought release. But he still denied her. His decision to pull back away from her made her mouth water. Zoheret bit her lip a little more fiercely.

"Well if that's what you recommend," she said breathily, faltering a bit with the usual seductive command of her tone as she looked down her body into the vampire's eyes, "then I suppose you should start there and show me what you have to offer." With the grace of an angel she put one hand on the side of his face and wove the other through his hair, brushing his dark strands back like a lover. Zoheret held her breath to see where he put his lips next.

[pinkroses]

Seb gave a happy murmur in the back of his throat as her hand cupped his cheek whilst the other ran through his hair. He turned his head slightly to kiss the inside of her wrist before lowering his head to recommence his attentions to her thigh.

He took a moment longer to prepare her skin, just to tease her and build up anticipation before he sank his fangs into her soft skin. He didn't bite deeply, it wasn't like he needed to feed, but anything was enough that she would feel the effects. Seb was curious as to how Zoheret would react; some people became incredibly mellow, others experienced heightened lust, then a whole range of emotions in between.

She tasted unlike anything he'd ever imagined. Her angel blood was rich, sumptuous, addictive, with a hint of the alcohol she'd been drinking. He found himself wanting to drink more deeply, it was sucking him in as he drank shallow sips, but Seb had enough self-control to resist that. Seb's hands had been running over her soft skin, but they still as he focused on biting his lip and smearing his blood over her wound, licking her flesh clean as the bite mark knitted back together, leaving no sign of what had happened.

[Saiketsu]

The brief pinch of pain and immediate ecstasy that rushed through her core made her gasp, tightening her muscles and arching her back off the sofa. Pleasure ran hot through her, It was terribly difficult to not close her legs around him and pull him close, her opposite thigh trembling. Her hand had grasped at the roots of his hair in the purity of her pleasure, the other twisted in the cushions near her back, nails scraping against the knit fabric. She dropped her guard and exposed her wings reaching outward, skyward. It was too difficult to keep still, her hips writhing in a kind of restrained pleasure that brought dew to her swelling lips centimeters from Sebastian's face.

When his fangs left her skin, she was panting, missing them already. She did her best not to squirm without his mouth on her, but her hips still churned. Her nipples had hardened and one of her breasts had edged closer to the inner edge of the fabric during her movement, barely hiding her pale areola. There was soreness on her leg, a dull ache that disappeared as he pressed his mouth to her again. She gave him another breathy moan, anticipating another bite and was moderately disappointed when it didn't happen. Instead was a sharp tingling and itch, like a small needle where he had bitten her. She thought nothing of it other than to notice, her thoughts more consumed with pulling him closer, onto her, and placing him inside of her cunt.

[pinkroses]

Seb let his eyes wander over her form for a few seconds, appreciating the sight before him. Her arousal was clear, and he'd felt himself hardening in his jeans as he'd drunk as she'd been writhing under his grasp. Her wings were outstretched again, seeing them extended made Seb want to reach out to stroke them, but there would be time for that.

Seb slid his hands higher to grasp those enticing lacy panties and urged her to lift her hips so he could slide them down, over her curvaceous legs and toss them to one side.

Seb lowered his head again to bow before her, but this time not to bite. His tongue sought her out, running his tongue along her slit, tasting her in a different way. Seb found her sensitive nub, lathering her with attention, before dancing away to return, wanting to keep her on the edge of ecstasy for a while longer. He could feel her body writhing under him and his hands on her hips steadied her as he sucked and lapped and teased, intending to make her cum before he let her escape his grasp.

[Saiketsu]

Zoheret obliged him and lifted her hips to allow her panties to come off, smiling to herself as her perfect cunt lay exposed to him. Soft, well maintained and perfectly trimmed dark blonde fluff would meet him wetly as his tongue worked on her labia. She expected, even still, the hotness of his mouth as if he were human and was pleasantly surprised when he was much cooler against her most sensitive skin than any human lover she had taken. Warm, yes, but lacking the intense heat that caused her to swell immediately, making the nub almost too delicate to be manipulated. She bit her lip and moaned openly at his working on her.

He built her at a steady pace, choosing to tease her when her gasping moans came too close, too quickly. Her hands moved over whatever parts of him she could grasp - the back of his head, his arms over her legs and navel. Raking nails in her pleasure over his hard skin... Zoheret guided his hands up her frame, allowing him to take full advantage of her position on his couch, spurring him to squeeze her breasts, grip her rib cage, dig his nails into her pelvis. She grasped him desperately as he worked her, higher and higher. Sweet and deep and fluid, she moved her hips up and down against his mouth, encouraging him to taste all of her - clitoris, labia, her deep well. Her moans were free, half-murmurings of his name and goadings of all his actions.

As she approached her orgasm, her hands became more frantic on him, clenching and grasping his hair, the edges of the sleeves of his shirt. Something switched in her and she climbed faster and faster, her breath louder and her skin dotted with sweat. Zoheret grasped his shoulder hard with one hand, the other wrapped in the roots of his hair again and peaked. Her gasping moan was girlishly high and stuttered, as if her climax caught in her throat along the way out of her chest. Her body shook, grinding faster, muscles deep inside of her clenching euphorically a couple dozen times. Ripples of warmth rushed outward from her center and her lips were wet again with drops of newly freed fluid.

When the dark angel finally released her grasp on the vampire, it was only to tug at his arm, pulling him up to be on top of her with a force much stronger than a human, craving more of him. When he put his weight on top of her as best he could, she drew him into a savage kiss - their first - tasting her musk on his beautiful lips, her wetness on his face. She moaned into their kiss and slipped her tongue into his mouth, appetized by her own flavor. Zoheret put her hands on either side of his jaw and neck, and moved her mouth to his ear instead.

"Take me into your bed." Her hazel eyes were alive with want, her hips still grinding their best against him. 

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Encouraged by her tugging at him once she had peaked, Seb moved from the floor, resting one knee between her thighs and whilst his other foot steadied his form by remaining on the floor. He leant over her to meet her mouth, kissing her deeply. She was energetic, almost violent in the way she came at him, but he could more than cope with her.

"You read my mind," he said with a grin at her command. It was tempting just to take her here on the sofa, but the idea of stripping her off, seeing those wings spread out across his bed where there would be plenty of room. He sat up slightly to tug off his shirt, letting it drop on the floor of the lounge before he scooped her up, one hand cupping her ass, the other on her hip, urging her to wrap her legs around his waist.

It was tempting to tap into his celerity to get her to the bedroom faster, but instead he savoured the trip, pausing to press her against a wall with force, grinding his hips against her, squeezing her body, hungry for her.

Eventually they made it to the bedroom and Seb set Zoheret down beside the bed. The bed was covered with dark red cotton sheets, and he could picture the contrast of her stunning blonde hair against the colour of the sheets. One of the walls, facing the bed, was covered in mirrored wardrobe doors. Most of the decor was simple, the windows were hidden by curtains, but behind those were light-proof shutters which would keep him safe during the day. There were a few expensive pieces of art on the walls, but nothing overly well known, just ones which had tickled his interest. Right now he had no focus on those though. She was all that filled his mind.

"Turn," Seb instructed, before careful unzipped her dress from behind, brushing her soft locks to one side, taking the opportunity to caress her shoulder with his fingers, then his lips as the dress slid down.

"You taste divine," Seb murmured in her ear. "I might need to take another taste before long." He hadn't drunk much, so she could take another bite, and she'd definitely seemed to enjoy it, but he had other things on his mind first.

[Saiketsu]

She held her hair as he undressed her, relishing each little click as her zipper ran down her back, exposing more skin to the vampire. His lips caused a shiver, brushing over the nerve-tingling spots where her wings - now hidden - sprouted. He would feel nothing, no change in the smooth, flawless skin of her shoulders and back. Zoheret, however, felt the soft, buzzing current of contact through the muscles covered in feathers, down through the outer veins of her beautiful wings. It built the warmth and weight deep inside of her pelvis, causing another smile and moan as he went. The dress slid smoothly down her figure, unobstructed by her wings.

With his words at her ear, she spun and gave him the view of her, gazing intently at him.

Botticelli's The Birth of Venus.

She touched her breasts tenderly, passingly - rounded pale skin with perked pink nipples hardened by her arousal - hands moving down her flat stomach before reaching out to his newly exposed chest. Warm, still, but much cooler than her own skin. She marvelled at it as she traced his muscular structure coyly, fingertips trailing lower to the edge of his pants, drawing small circles there. Zoheret smiled, her skin flushed. "I may just let you." She leaned in for a single kiss, her hands sliding back up his chest before lingering on his pectorals a bit too long.

With as much force as she had ever used on any of her human lovers, she shoved the vampire backwards onto the bed. Until that moment she hadn't taken notice of anything in the room except for him, caring little about his choice in decor. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the flicker of movement from across the room as he landed on the bed and smirked. The idea of watching this dazzling creature enter her, pleasure her, and make her come enticed the dark angel immensely. Zoheret climbed on top of him on the bed, straddling his waist as she leaned down to take his mouth into hers again, her other lips pressed against the hardness in his pants.

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The way her wings appeared and disappeared from his vision and comprehension was intriguing and it was strange how it was just on the edge of his awareness - he didn't notice them disappearing, they just suddenly weren't there.

He let his gaze roam over her, as he was sure she intended as her fingers drifted over her own body. Her fingers felt hot against his skin. Whilst her blood had warmed him, he wasn't anywhere near the heat radiating from her.

He let out a laugh as she shoved him backwards, letting the force knock him backwards although he could have resisted the movement. He was already hard and internally cursed that they hadn't got rid of all of their clothing before finding themselves on the end. His hands on her hips pulled her downwards, grinding the bulge in his pants upwards as she straddled him. He met her kisses hungrily, lifting one hand to curl his fingers through her hair.

[Saiketsu]

His hunger on her lips and his hand in her long, blonde hair only provoked her into teasing him more - payback for his teasing tongue against her. Her hips grew deliberate in their tempo and course, moving up and down against his bulging pelvis as he moved against her. Their friction left thin, cooling trails of her wetness on the seam of his dark denim and Zoheret could feel them with every grind back and forth over him. Could he feel her heat through his jeans, sense the sultriness of her perfect sex so close to his member? The notion renewed the flush in her skin as the fabric dragged at her tender lips and her mouth danced upon her partner's.

But she wanted more. Resisting his temptation, she leaned back into a sitting position on top of his legs, balancing both with her knees on the outsides of his body on the bed and on his quads. Skilled hands practiced in undressing men pulled at his belt if there was one, pulling the tong free from the holes with a patience she was not known for. As she pushed past the top button of his jeans, Zoheret bit her bottom lip and looked steadily down at the vampire, heart thumping in her chest. The spell that kept her wings hidden from view dropped once again - purposely this time - and Zoheret stretched her wings upwards and out as far as they could comfortably go while in the room. Would he harden further at the sight of them around her neked form? The dark angel tugged firmly at the layers of clothing on his legs until they obeyed her, shifting down to where the hair thickened and the base of his rod lay exposed. Her own sex quickened, a quick pulse of muscles in her pelvic floor at his hint.

With a practiced grace, Zoheret backed away and slid off him, swinging one leg over his body until she stood before him, giving him opportunity to toe off his shoes and socks if he so chose - he wouldn't have been the first of her lovers to keep his clothes around his ankles while he fucked her. She leaned low and placed her lips against his stomach and abdomen, as she continued her removal of his clothing, delicate fingers skillfully pulling down the fabric from under the curve of his bottom. She wanted him free of his clothing and kissed at each inch of newly exposed skin, sliding down his body but giving a wide berth to his groin as his clothing released the last of him, his thickness swaying before her eyes. As long as he let her, she would plant hot kisses against the inside of his thigh, repaying him in kind for the work he had down to her while her hands gripped at his base without moving. Simply holding him there, expecting the feel the thrum of his heart racing. But of course, there was none, something that thrilled and fascinated her. She had had a couple millenia worth of lovers and each one of them had supplied her with something she wanted. Sebastian was no different in his size and vigor. He did not disappoint and she smiled against his leg, tempted to bite him as he had done to her.

Instead she stepped down from her own shoes and climbed back onto his legs, as neked as the day she had been created. There was nothing separating them now and Zoheret laid herself back down onto Sebastian's chest, her breasts squeezed between them. With a free hand she captured his c0ck between them, maneuvering him within her labia lips as she rocked back and forth on him again, not quite allowing him inside her depths. Every twist down his hips brought the head of his c0ck stroking up against her clitoris maddeningly. She moaned into each kiss that she was able to land on his mouth and throat - wherever her mouth could reach.

Each slide on top of him built her all over again, slower now that the initial frenzy had been satisfied by his mouth. She wouldn't be able to come like this, but perhaps he would. The thought made her smile and rub him between her lips a bit more thoroughly. Perhaps he would get too frustrated and slip himself inside her as they were, finishing in spectacular fashion just like this. Or perhaps a deeper, more dominant part of him would try to take control, force her down to the bed as he took his pleasure of her. Perhaps she would even let him.

[pinkroses]

Seb watched with a gleam inn his eyes as Zoheret moved over him, stripping him, allowing him the time to remove his shoes and socks, covering in kisses from those luscious lips. The way she moved, the sight of her wings, he'd had his fair share of lovers, but she was an angel. A fallen one perhaps, but still a creature of God. And a fine example of one as well.

When she climbed back on top of him and began to move, Seb's hands found her, steadying her, but letting her guide the movements. God, she was so enticing, so tempting. Their positioning, with her rocking, sliding him within her warmth, but not quite letting him in, that was torment.

Seb let out a growl of frustrating before he grasped her body and rolled them both over. He slid his hard c0ck inside her slowly at first, savouring the heat from her body, before he began to move more quickly, thrusting into her with increasing speed. He rested his weight on one hand over her shoulder as he other grasped her wrist, pinning her to the bed, higher than where her wings were spread out underneath her.

Her reached down to catch her lips as they moved together, tasting her hungrily, before his mouth moved to her throat, biting again. He was rougher this time, taken up by the act they were in the midst of, but it was shallow, allowing him only a couple of mouthfuls. That taste of her divine blood pushed him over and he came with a moan against her throat, squeezing her wrist tightly, but having enough experience to know when to stop (after all, she could be hurt). Seb held himself still for a moment, before biting his lip and smearing his blood on her throat to heal her skin.

"Fuck, you're exquisite," Seb murmured, releasing her wrist and swapping the vice like grip with a gentle caress. He left himself inside her for now, his shaft gradually softening, but he was in no rush to remove himself just yet.