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Post by ISIS WHITE on Dec 24, 2013 7:53:29 GMT
The kiss kept her from diving into the opportunity of drinking fresh blood; she forcefully stifled compulsions to properly refresh herself through these means, indulging in something she wanted more. But the primal urges surfacing from the taste of blood, and the thirst searing the back of her throat like hot coals wed to Celia discontinuing the kiss, and exposing a serving of her fair pristine flesh, instructing her to drink her fill of blood, she made it completely impossible to encumber her parasitic desire. Out of many, many vampires, she had the utmost worse and difficult monster to subdue, and well, it was being prodded like a bull.
Without a word, she absentmindedly blinked at her, before immediately going to work. Isis fervidly showered Celia's neck with kisses, periodically running her tongue against it. She boldly brushed the girl's hair out of the way, gingerly tucking it behind her ear, as her left hand deftly trailed downwards, drawing circles on Celia's midriff.
"I think you'll have more than blood in you before the night ends."
To anyone who didn't know them, an ambiguous phrase, and perhaps that was her mischievous intention even for Celia. Her fangs extended slightly when she opened her mouth. She intimately scrutinized Celia's neck for the most ideal location to extract blood with the acute tips of the snake-like cuspids. And without further ado, choosing a location that would not risk her life, she sunk the fangs into her neck, a deed she never would have done with a composed and, more importantly, sane mind, without much greater methods of persuasion. She drank a decent portion -- and it eased the pain in her throat, but she had to heavily limit herself to make sure Celia had a comfortable amount of blood in her body.
Once she was done, it was as easy as withdrawing her fangs, and binding the wound shut by means of a swift stroke of her tongue.
Without a word, she absentmindedly blinked at her, before immediately going to work. Isis fervidly showered Celia's neck with kisses, periodically running her tongue against it. She boldly brushed the girl's hair out of the way, gingerly tucking it behind her ear, as her left hand deftly trailed downwards, drawing circles on Celia's midriff.
"I think you'll have more than blood in you before the night ends."
To anyone who didn't know them, an ambiguous phrase, and perhaps that was her mischievous intention even for Celia. Her fangs extended slightly when she opened her mouth. She intimately scrutinized Celia's neck for the most ideal location to extract blood with the acute tips of the snake-like cuspids. And without further ado, choosing a location that would not risk her life, she sunk the fangs into her neck, a deed she never would have done with a composed and, more importantly, sane mind, without much greater methods of persuasion. She drank a decent portion -- and it eased the pain in her throat, but she had to heavily limit herself to make sure Celia had a comfortable amount of blood in her body.
Once she was done, it was as easy as withdrawing her fangs, and binding the wound shut by means of a swift stroke of her tongue.
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