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You are used to making sacrifices, to prioritising the happiness of others before yours. Even though that is a noble attitude, there are times in life where the only healthy alternative is to embrace your own selfishness and allow yourself some enjoyment. Reserve one hour per day to do something you really like. Treat yourself! Your colour for this month is blue.
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Stopping by to check on things (NSFW); Closed: Lynx
Topic Started: Sunday, 28. September 2014, 00:27 (955 Views)
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The sudden thrust of Lynx's hard cock into her tight virgin ass hole was a slight surprise. It felt odd at first. Most would have probably cried out in pain as their rears tore to accommodate the sudden invasion, but her flesh didn't give in. It did stretch, and as it did she began to feel the pleasure of the thrusts. She began moaning and manipulating her posture to grant him even greater access. She quickly began loving the sensations, but when Lynx grabbed her hand and moved it to her slit she realized just how much more advantageous this position was. Moaning she began to work with her hand. First rubbing her clit and then dipping her fingers insider.

The angle with which Lynx had her presented allowed her easy access to her own depths. Veronicka's chocolate eyes stared back into Lynx's ridiculously green eyes as she began finger fucking herself in earnest. Moans and groans of pleasure escaped her mouth freely as her hand worked harder and fast. Her spare hand found the streaks of blood he left behind. She ended up accidentally smearing it over one of her breasts as her free hand began playing with that breast. Tweaking the nipple and roughly gripping her breast. Vitae was surging to her hand and it gained more color as she gripped it hard enough to tear a normal mortal's flesh.

She didn't feel any pain from it, but it did allow her to feel a greater sense of pleasure as the nerves were pinched between the tight grasp. A few showers may be in order between sexual sessions. Her wanton use of disciplines and vitae discharges were also slowly whittling away at her previously full reserves. They would have to share a bottle of blood between each other soon. In fact, Veronicka would demand it. The last thing she wanted was the fledgling giving into temptation and gorging himself on the blood she had discharged. That was something she didn't want him to have to deal with.

For now she continued to play with herself. She had quickly fallen in love with anal sex. All the freedom to finger fuck her pussy, while someone else took care of her other pleasure zone. Veronicka vigorously played with herself in plain view of Lynx. She was shameless in the bedroom behind closed doors. Lynx was living a dream that thousands had probably fantasized about behind closed doors to her pictures on the internet.
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Lynx let out a soft groan of pleasure to see her wantonly use her fingers. He had stopped breathing all together, to much in shock and desire. The sight of her blood streaked flesh just spurred him to greater vigor. He slammed his hips against her pale ass as fast as he could manage, using the table for leverage. His torso leaned down, forcing her knees towards her shoulder as he let her body absorb his weight, all to allow him to drive his cock more vigorously into her tight ass. His green eyes explored her body, eating up the long pale form with its crimson streaks. He licked his lips with subconscious desire, but managed to stay back from leaning down to lick at the mess on her body.

But he wanted it.

He saw the danger in this. Even as he pounded her tight ring he realized how careful he'd need to be. If he was losing blood to do this, and he could feel his hunger grow after that orgasm, he'd have to watch himself to keep from giving into the desire to feed. Jason had warned him of that. Warned him to keep himself well fed, to never let himself grow to hunger lest he fall to his beast and claim more than he should, or hurt someone. Though Jason was more concerned with his loss of control than a mortal that might fall to his hunger.

His arm tightened around her thighs and he jerked her harder against his hips, a soft growl escaping him as he finally inhaled. He was loving this. It had been forever since he had actually pounded an ass. Since he'd fucked it hard and rampant. Her long slender fingers plunging into herself just made it all the more satisfying. The man's green eyes were watching everything and his hand was clamped around her breast, squeezing it firmly, he watched the way she worked her own tit and mimicked her, his grip becoming harsher, harder, his thumb raggedly rubbing across her nipple before he captured it between two knuckles and gave it a hard pinch and twist.

He wanted to hear her scream out in pleasure again. He wanted her voice to drown out the sadness the way her slim body was driving away his sense of loneliness. For now at least he wasn't alone. He had something to cling to.
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Despite all the erotic activity Veronicka exercised maximum control as demanded by her clan. She could see the lust in Lynx's eyes, but also the growing hunger. She felt it herself, but had more practice in controlling such urges. If Lynx did give in and try to lick the blood up she would stop him with force if need be. Still, even such a danger didn't dominate her mind. It couldn't if it wanted to. The pleasure of all those inches pounding away at her insides kept that thought far away from her mind.

Her fingers worked practiced magic. She wasn't a novice to pleasuring herself by any means. Veronicka had more practice with self play than she did with sex itself. Part of the dangers of being a multi-billionaire. There were always paparazzi lurking about waiting for a story to happen. That is why she had several limos. They had more targets to follow whenever she left home. The magic her fingers worked and the increasingly amazing feeling of having her ass filled to the brink pushed her closer and closer to the edge. Never tiring had its advantages.

When Lynx began ravaging her other breast with the practiced and nimble fingers of a pianist it became too much for her. Her asshole clenched tightly around Lynx and her legs stiffened as she cried out in ecstasy. Once again blood flooded from her as she climaxed. The longer the orgasm lasted the tighter her holes locked up. She hoped to milk Lynx dry her grip. Grabbing him by the back of the head she brought her lips to his halfway through her orgasm allowing her moans to escape into his mouth. Perhaps it would distract him from the blood.
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There was something about having a woman's holes clench tight around him that always made him ram harder. It tended to push them deeper into their own pleasure and he loved watching a woman shake and spasm as pleasure tossed them off a cliff and they simply had to ride the waves that flooded their body. Still it was enough to bring him to a second climax and he ground hard against her as she dragged him into the kiss. His mouth was hungry and he returned her moan for moan, but the smell of blood was getting to be too much for him. He had to back up and stagger a few steps back.

He closed his emerald eyes and took a few deep breaths. All he could smell was blood. His fists clenched and flexed as he paced in a circle to calm himself a bit. He went to the bar and grabbed the tankard of scotch he had been drinking. The blood had cooled but it still stated some of the hunger he felt. He poured himself a refill, not bothering to heat it this time. He took long swallowed and shivered.

He was quite the picture. Crimson coating his cock and thighs, his body that of a young man on the stocky side of average, his body sculpted by hours in the gym, but not so much as to be bulky. He'd be forever a twenty something blond in perfect shape. He calmed as the blood flowed into his system and he swayed slightly. He'd needed that. He was still hard and ready and that sort of astounded him. He didn't know what it would take to let his body relax. He didn't really grasp yet that it was a conscious decision on his part, that he'd have to desire the erection to go down. Looking over at her blood streaked body he didn't want it to go down anyway. He wanted more.

"There's a bathroom on every floor. Each one has a shower. Would ye care te join me? I don't want te stop, but the blood is getting te be to much fer me."

He was cautious in admitting his weakness. He realized with a certain astonishment that if she taunted him with her blood streaked body he'd cave. He'd lick every inch of her body and suck every drop of blood off her pale skin. He wanted to do it now. His fingers clenched on the bar as he locked his joints to keep from going over to her and licking her clean. Taking delight in that pale beautiful body.
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Veronicka sat on the table for a few minutes after Lynx withdrew from her body. She was careful to not stain the felt of the table with the blood that seemed to be everywhere. She slowly got off the table and stretched out her limbs just a bit. It was a more human gesture, but she wanted to give Lynx time to calm down. It probably didn't help that she had blood smeared all over half of her body. As he paced around looked around for her shit. The fabric was already ruined and wiping up even half of the blood would still help the Irishman come down from his high.

She had figured that if she had wanted to she could easily convince Lynx to lick all the blood from her body. Simple words would probably do, but a well placed dominate command would seal the deal. For any other Kindred that was too good of an opportunity to pass up. Her love for Jason and respect for his wishes kept such a possibility far from the forefront. She wouldn't take advantage of Lynx. Not in that way. She would fuck him until she broke his bones, but she wouldn't bind him to her.

Instead, she wiped away at the blood letting a majority of it soak into her recently recovered t-shirt. Now it was reduced to a two thousand dollar rag. A poor man might vomit at such a waste of money, but it really didn't hurt Veronicka. There was still blood on her, but it should be less intimidating to a fledgling. Taking a shot of vodka Veronicka kissed Lynx, with the random human's vodka laced blood still in her mouth. She didn't mind sharing. With that done she sat down in front of his keyboard.

"A shower would be nice, but first I have a tune I simply must get out of my head," Veronicka stated taking yet another shot of vodka laced blood. She was buying a little time for Lynx to calm down before becoming too close to her again. A tune to settle his mind and help he reassert control. She didn't mind leaving his throbbing dick aching for her. She planned to take advantage of it a hundred more times this evening if she had her way. She slowly started the Russian tune.
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Lynx returned the vodka laden kiss with a groan and a fierce battle of tongues for a moment before she pulled away. He watched her as she walked over to the piano and began to play. A smile flashed across his lips. He knew this song. He'd played it often when he was in the right mood for it. It was a haunting tune. Relaxed by the alcohol laden blood coursing through his system he took another deep drink of his scotch laden blood and felt his hunger and his self control firm up. Now that he'd refilled his belly with blood he wasn't quite so on edge. That desperate craving had subsided a bit. Though the painful loneliness and the desire to forget about it remained.

Apple trees and pear trees went inte blooming,
River mists began a floating flow,
She came out and went ashore, Katyusha!
On the lofty bank, on the steeply shore.

She came out and sang she song about
Her young friend, the bluish eagle from steppe
All about the one she dearly loved,
The one whose letters she treasured and kept.

Hey, a song, the song o'the young girl,
Fly and go after the bright Sun,
Find a soldier on the distant borderlands
Say hello from Katya waiting long fer him.

Let him remember the young and simple maiden,
Let him hear the song she now sings,
Let him protect his Motherland for sure,
And their love Katyusha will protect.


He sang softly, his voice a light Irish tenor. He walked over to her as she played and lifted her pale hair, moving it away from her neck. His long strong fingers massaged her shoulders and neck as she played. She could feel his cock rubbing against her back. His hands reached down her front and found her breasts, twisting and pinching her nipples hard. He was coming to realize that for her to really FEEL anything he had to be very firm with her skin, the iron of her flesh had some drawbacks it seemed. His voice was a husky groan in her ear as the music finished up and he let his own singing draw to an end.

"Come on then. It's time te fuck that beautiful body o'yours in the shower."

He walked back over to the bar and grabbed her bottle of vodka tainted blood and considered the slim neck. Jason had put all of Veronicka's drinks in slim wine bottles. He looked at her pale form and grinned. Yes, he could fuck her with this. He walked back and gripped her hand, leading her up and into a bathroom done in cool blue tiles. There was a full glass shower with a shelf for soaps and shampoos. He turned on the water to a high temperature and shoved her in, following her and pinning her against the wall for another hungry kiss. He set the bottle down carefully on the soap rack and started exploring her body with his hands.
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Veronicka smiled as he sang along with the song. His boldness in singing coaxed her to sing along as well though she sang it in Russian. Her voice was not a singing voice, especially with her slight slur, but she supposed it sounded all the same to someone unfamiliar with the language. After all, if you weren't slurring you weren't speaking proper Russian. Indeed, there may be too much vitae in her vodka streams to properly sing the song. She was pleasantly surprised to feel the hard member pressing into her back as she finished the song.

"Is zhis a stick up?" Veronicka asked with a chuckle as she moaned due to the playfulness of his hands. He had indeed caught onto to her inhuman resilience. To some pain was pleasure. To her, if you weren't trying to cause pain she couldn't feel the pleasure. With another moan she rose from the seat and planted another kiss on the Irishman's lips. A shower would be nice. She did wonder why he was grinning and holding that bottle. It made her smirk a bit on her own as well. Lynx could pass for a proper Russian gentleman by bringing a bottle of vodka to a shower sex party.

She smiled as she was thrust into the shower and pinned against the wall. She reveled in the feeling of his flesh against her body. He was quite the specimen to look at. Maybe she would take this one with her to the gala. Not as a romantic thing, but to ward away the suitors who would pine on her the whole time. She kissed him again before snatching the bottle from the soap rack. She took a swig of the vodka swallowing twice and then letting the rest dribble down her chin, and the front of her body.

"Whoops," Veronicka said unconvincingly.
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Lynx groaned and kissed her. One hand had slid between her thighs and his fingers were rubbing hard on her clit, rolling the sensitive button with firm fingers as two of his long nimble digits made their way up into her slit and started rubbing her. He let his sensitive fingertips swirl within her until he found that rough patch on the roof of her channel. He was very good with his hand, he started to rub that rough sensitive patch, the elusive g-spot. He wondered if she was one of those women who came harder from that stimulation. He wanted to find out. He watched her drink and his eyes lit up as she dribbled the blood down her chin and chest.

This was blood he COULD indulge in licking off her, and he set about doing so. His tongue lapping against her skin as he sucked the vodka drunk blood from her skin. His fangs slid across her pale flesh but he didn't try to sink them into her. He did crush his mouth to hers when he reached it, his tongue twisting against hers in a vodka laden kiss as he ground her hard against the tile of the shower. His other hand was cupping her ass, two fingers sliding into her backside and penetrating her there as well. He wanted her panting and furious with lust.

He'd realized with her creaming blood he couldn't afford to go down on her, especially when they hadn't been to careful to wash as yet, though the hot water and steam was already doing a good job of cleaning them. So since he couldn't lick and lavish her pussy with the attention of his tongue like he wanted to his hands would have to do. His mouth hungrily kissed its way down to her breasts again, sucking hard on her nipples and biting them with his blunt front teeth. His fangs flattened her soft orbs beneath his kiss but he was careful not to let the tips enter her skin. He just wanted to suck and lick at those pearls until she was screaming for more penetration. His green eyes looked up at her with a hungry sort of lust... and if there was still pain lurking in the back of his eyes, well, there was pain to see in her own.
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Veronicka slid her legs apart as Lynx began to play between them with her fingers. The feeling of his fingers sliding up into her caused her legs to tremble ever so slightly. Still a sturdy woman, she wasn't one to go all weak kneed, but she couldn't deny the amount of pleasure Lynx brought her on the ends of nimble fingers. His eager mouth lapping up the blood laced with vodka was also another plus. His teeth dragging along her flesh was like a finger delicately caressing her chest. She let out a soft moan before their lips met.

The vodka laden kiss was sweet to her as their tongues danced to the Russian tunes still playing about her mind. Setting the bottle down she wrapped her arms around his shoulders pressing her fingertips into his back. Not the nails, per say, for she had semi-long fake nails she didn't want to break. The assault on both her pussy and rear were delicious and she felt the need to return the favor. Slowly sliding one of her hands down into the crowded play ground she proceeded to stroke the Irishman.

Veronicka let her head fall backwards as Lynx antagonized her breasts. They were not very large, but they weren't small either. More than a mouthful. A mouthful she hoped he enjoyed as much as she did. She hoped he was good with sudden weight redistribution on slippery surfaces. Veronicka wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her legs from the ground. Most of the weight shifted to the tile of the wall as her legs slipped around his waist. With one hand she took his member and teased her soft folds returning Lynx's lust filled gaze with one of her own.
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Lynx groaned and took that as a sign that it was time to resume their more vigorous activities. His fingers continued stroking her ass and his other hand wrapped around her waist. The Irishman spread his feet and thrust into her deeply. He growled in pleasure as he felt himself sink into her again. God he'd needed this. As rough and emotionally meaningless as this was he'd needed to center himself and somehow sex always helped him find himself.

So he buried his cock into her and started to stroke, pushing her back into the cold tiles and letting his hips make long fast strokes as he began to pick up the pace. He tightened the arm around her waist and held her solidly against his athletic torso. He had no desire to drop her and the floors of his showers were rough textured to keep his feet from sliding. So his toes flexed and his hips bunched as he set out to resume their furious fucking.

The Irishman lifted his head from her lovely breasts and kissed her again, a hungry demanding claiming of her mouth. His tongue was eager and active as he worked his tongue around hers, savoring the taste of the blood, tasting the hints of vodka the donor had been so drunk on. It was a strong brew. He was feeling a touch drunk at this point, his head spinning as he worked his body against her. He knew he was being rough, his hips slamming into her thighs over and over again as he worked her slick channel with his cock, but he wanted it like this. Maybe at some point he and Veronicka would dally in a bed, having a quiet conversation and making love. Somehow he doubted it. From what he had seen of the reserved Russian she had no great affection for him, and he found her a touch peculiar and prim.

But there was no denying he was enjoying fucking her. Perhaps he'd request they do this more often. No strings no false romance. Just the occasional encounter to fuck each other with passion as they each sought to forget the pain that made the world a lonely place. He was already starting to realize that he COULD drown his sorrows in the bodies of others... and Veronicka was showing him that he didn't have to hurt anyone to do it. She was clearly enjoying herself. It wasn't an abuse to use her like this. The thought sent a shiver down his spine. Sex therapy. Well, that was fitting for a man like him. He'd spent so much of his mortal life tumbling from one bed to another.

So he increased the pressure of the fingers working her anus and thrust into her harder, grunting with the pleasure of his cock sinking into her. Letting her feel his growling approval with each snarling thrust into her thighs as he groaned against her lips.
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Veronicka felt the Gangrel enter her for what must have been the fourth time this evening, if she counted by orgasms. She did feel a little bad. Jason had requested that she look in on Lynx for him, yet here she was using his childe as a fuck toy. The Russian could have instructed the Irishman on how to end his erection, but she was too busy thinking of her own needs. She wanted the man to think he had to keep fucking until it went down. They were lucky to be doing this in a blood bar. Or perhaps that was more unlucky for Lynx, who must suffer many pleasures, before she would tell him that he could have just turned it off like he turned it on.

Veronicka could be such a bad girl. In reality it was rather ironic considering Lynx's own thoughts. The Irishman didn't seem to mind being as deep as he possibly could be inside of her though. So she didn't feel that bad. Letting her mind slip from such thoughts she instead relished in the pleasure being provided to her. His kiss stole away the thoughts in her head, so she instead enjoyed the love making. Being a lightweight she was pretty drunk which tended to make her more Russian.

The Ventrue dug her hands into the Gangel's firm ass urging him to thrust harder and faster. Her shoulder blades tapped against the wall of the shower. Well, tapped to her. It might have bruised anyone else. Indeed, they would share a quiet talking moment when this was all over. There were things Veronicka would have to lay out for Lynx. Not really bad news, just warnings. Intimacy was far from her Russian mind though. She had no thoughts of love. Her eyes were jaded instead in lust. She was here for a purpose which Lynx was fulfilling and that was it. Could there be more? It was entirely possible, but Veronicka compartmentalized everything. She didn't mix business with pleasure. She didn't mix work with play. She didn't mix fucking with loving making. It was just her way.

His inner animal just turned her on more. She let out her own throaty growls as he slammed into her. It was more accurate to describe the sound as akin to breath being knocked out of her by vicious thrusting since she wasn't breathing. The water irritated her too much to legitimately breathe at this moment in time. It was just how hard their sex had become and that was the kind of sex Veronicka enjoyed the most. Fast and hard. If she had a motto to live by, that might have been it.
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Lynx was enjoying himself. His one man rampage in between her thighs was doing wonders for his depression and he realized he wanted her in a more carnal fashion as well. With a final groan he pulled out of her and pulled her pale form off him. He ran his hands along her body and twisted her, pushing her face up against the tile. His hands bent her hips to the angle he needed and he thrust his cock into her ass again with a savage growl. But he wasn't done. His fingers found the bottle of vodka fueled blood and he took a deep drink before he twisted the cap on. One arm reached around her and down and he thrust the rounded top up into her slick channel. His grip on the thick glass bottle was firm as he started to stroke it in and out of her pussy with it.

He had to be careful a bit. If he slammed her hard into the wall the glass might shatter and he didn't want to waste what was left of the bottle. It was a pity he didn't have a dildo or anything to do this properly, but she had seemed to enjoy getting off with her fingers when he fucked her ass, so she might as well enjoy something thicker and longer. He took her hand and guided it down until she was gripping the bottle. His voice a husky tenor growl in her ear.

"You fuck that tight pussy o'yours Veronicka, and I'll take this tender ass fer meself."

He left her too it as he gripped her hips and started pulling her ass back hard so he could sink himself deep into her, his voice letting out growling grunts and his fingers digging hard into her hips. If he hadn't been worried about the bottle he'd have gripped her tits and just let the wall brace her, but he wanted her to get the full double penetration experience first. He wasn't sure how long they were going to continue, but he had a feeling he'd be getting a full range of exploration where her body was concerned. So for now he focused on pounding her soft ass hard and keeping her hips far enough back from the tile that she wouldn't shatter anything.
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Veronicka squeaked excitedly as she was turned around and pushed up against the wall of the shower. A good rough fucking is what she had needed for quite a while now. Not only did the feeling of something hard rocking her asshole satisfy her humanity, it also tore her thoughts away from Jason. Kind of like how the sudden arrival of a bottle in her mound took her mind off of any other thoughts besides sex. Veronicka groaned out in surprise when the bottle entered her.

Taking the signal from Lynx she did take charge of the bottle and began to pump it into herself. She wouldn't recommend using a glass bottle as a fuck toy for anyone else. Worse case scenario is it shattered inside of her and she got annoyed and makes Lynx pick all the shard out. For a mortal though, they could legitimately die. As a firm participator in strictly monogamous relationships, having both holes filled was a foreign concept for Veronicka, but anal was starting to become quite the enjoyable experience.

She couldn't actually imagine letting too men ravish her. The paparazzi would have a field day with that. The Russian did make a mental note to bring along some toys if she ever stopped by to take advantage of Lynx again. She worked the bottle vigorously inside of her. With her free hand she rubbed her clit as she used the elbow of the same arm to brace herself off the wall so Lynx wouldn't have to worry about the bottle breaking. The bone of her forearm became the brace, and it may as well have been made of rebar for how sturdy it was. All the while she could feel pleasure once again begin to overwhelm her senses.
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Lynx groaned and when he saw how well she'd braced herself he reached one hand up and gripped her breast firmly, squeezing it hard. Then the other hand slip up and found her other soft tit. His fingers dug in, gripping them, twisting and pinching the nipples as he started to really hammer her ass hard. He'd never fully considered the benefits of a lover as sturdy as a vampire. He had C.J hadn't managed to steal a lot of time together after she had been turned and he'd been more concerned with showing her that she was still a living soul deep down than exploring the benefits of her undead flesh. So the way his hips slammed into Veronicka's ass and how firm her flesh was beneath his grip was a very satisfying experience for him.

He shivered. It felt so good to sink his cock into a tight ass, the fact that her other hole was filled by the long slim bottle just made it better, tighter. He groaned in pleasure and his pace quickened as he slammed into her over and over. His length slid in and out vigorously and his hands were gripping and massaging her breasts in painfully firm twists and tugs.

He felt himself swelling and a shiver exploded through him as he came again, the first hints of his hunger returning as he lost blood once again in his orgasm. He moaned in pleasure and rammed into her harder, fucking his way through the pleasure of the orgasm and grinding deep against her ass. In this position he realized she was almost his own height. That amused him, it did make this particular position a lot easier. Fortunately the water was already washing the newly spilled blood down the train in a crimson trickle, though the scent did tease his nose.
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Veronicka worked the bottle quickly and skillfully. Tonight would certainly be a remembered night for years and years to come. One that she would likely mentally revisit often on lonely nights when her humanity got the better of her. She pushed her hips back to meet Lynx's thrust as she ground herself against him, making his cock hit all the sweet spots she was just now discovering. She could feel his increase in pace. He was coming closer to an orgasm. She could feel him swell inside of her again. Oh how she relished the very thought of him filling her other hole with dark red fluids. Sometime she would teach him that it wasn't necessary to shoot blood. Tonight she was too busy using him.

The moment she felt him filling her again his tit play sent her over the edge. She in took breath in a reverse moan of sorts as she removed the bottle from her depths just in time to miss drenching it. Releasing the breath with a throaty moan she began milking his dick with her ass. Clenching tightly around the base and stroking it with small short strokes, making sure every last drop was milked out. With that done she once again took the bottle and uncapped it with her teeth. Taking a mouthful of liquid to replace recently loss fluids she turned to face Lynx and draw him in to her arms. Once again she share a bloody vodka laced kiss with the Irishman.
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Lynx slammed her back against the wall and returned the kiss. He captured the bottle and took a long swallow, kissing her again and setting the glass down. He ran his hands over her body and his own, scooping the water into his palms and making sure to wash the blood thoroughly. His eyes were hooded with pleasure as he regarded her slim pale body. He reached out and turned off the water. A flick of his hand and a panel above them started blowing hot warm air down upon them. The bathroom didn't have towels, but it did have a brush. One hand slid down between her thighs and resumed playing with her clit as his other hand picked up a brush and started to brush her long white hair back from her face so the warm air blowing down across their skin could dry them without causing tangles.

Perhaps it was a bit bizarre but he enjoyed brushing a woman's hair. The fact that he was plunging two fingers deep inside her and rubbing her clit firmly with his thumb was an added bonus. He watched her as he worked, studying the look on her face. Trying to get a read on how she was feeling about this entire thing.

His third orgasm had helped center him a great deal. He ached, deep inside. He missed Jason and he missed C.J. He missed Yukiko and Celestia. Fucking Veronicka in such a mindless passion didn't change that. But it did remind him he was alive. It reminded him that there was time in the future for things to change. He shivered and considered for a moment that all of this was on the security footage for the Club. Even the showers and bathrooms were monitored to avoid the fires that had almost claimed the place before hand. He'd never show anyone, but he'd definitely watch it again. A smile twisted his lips as he brushed her hair and fingered her, his body solid against her.

"When yer dry I'm going te pick ye up and carry ye to me office on the 3rd floor. I'm going te sit in me chair and drop yer beautiful pussy down on me cock. I'm going te watch ye ride me with yer legs spread over the arms of me chair. I'm going te suck yer tits hard. Finger yer ass. Then when ye come I'm going te bend ye over me oak desk and pound ye until I can't stand. I don't love ye. Don't even know ye enough te call ye a friend. But ye took care of C.J and Jason called ye friend. So that's good enough fer me. I'd like te keep fucking ye. It helps."

That bit of blunt honesty done he took a swallow of the vodka heavy blood, took another mouthful and slammed his mouth against hers to give her a hot and bloody kiss, a growl escaping him at the way her slim body crashed into the hard times and how good she felt beneath him. His voice had been a husky and lusty promise. His eyes burning with a combination of sadness and lust that he couldn't shake, and at the moment he didn't want to.

He just felt like he had to be honest.
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Veronicka sat back and enjoyed the pampering. She wasn't above such pleasures. She never had servants wash her or anything weird like that. She wasn't that type of girl. But having a fuck buddy do it felt pretty nice. So she just sat back and enjoyed the pampering. Lynx's hand felt divine as it course over her flesh rubbing away the excess blood. The hair brushing and air drying was a good touch. The best touch was coming from those damned skilled fingers of his though. She had never had nimble fingers like that. Spent too much time being a business woman for that sort of thing, but it wasn't the first time she had felt the skilled hands of a pianist. During her time as a mortal when she was first learning the piano she had a few sexual sessions with her tutor. Anything to liven up the scene a little. She had been quite a bit poorer then.

She looked back into Lynx's eyes as he began to speak. She nibbled on her bottom lip as he spoke of the saucy sex they would soon be having in his office. It also meant they would get at least one more trounce in the shower before turning in. The rest of what he said didn't bother her at all. In fact, to the contrary she welcomed it.

"Finally," Veronicka opened with a smile, "A westerner fluent in Russian. I would like to consider you a friend Lynx, but what we share is as you say, far from love. As far as continued fucking? Well... If you are absolutely discreet I don't see a reason to stop. Don't tell your friends, your family, or any living or unliving soul about what we do and we can continue this arrangement. If this hits the media though..." Veronicka's face seemed to visibly darken.

"Then I will cut of your Irish cock and force you to chew it up with those frightening teeth of yours," Veronicka smiled as she said it. It was the smile of the predator who had made Mother Russia her bitch and raped it of billions.
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Lynx's green eyes blinked in surprise at the threat. Then he found himself chuckling. He nodded his head and then he kissed her harder than he had before, slamming her head back against the now dry wall of the shower. His voice was rough as he moved his mouth to her ear.

"Grab the bottle."

She wanted discretion. He could deal with that. He'd never ratted out a woman who had come to his bed before, he didn't intend to start now. He'd always been a shameless flirt, so even if he flirted with her he'd be treating her no differently than he did anyone else. So he pulled his fingers from her slick mound and wrapped his arms around her. He lifted her up until she could wrap her legs around his waist and proceeded to carry her from the shower. She'd feel him rubbing against the cheeks of her ass as they walked.

For himself he had no shame in carrying the pale naked Russian through his club. He walked her up the stairs without a problem and took him into his office. The desk was a huge oak affair and empty. The chair was a heavy wooden beast, almost a throne in some ways. He'd gotten it carved for Jason. Wooden wolves made the arms of the chair and the thick legs could hold a staggering amount of weight. He settled himself in his chair and pulled her legs out, one at a time and draped them over the arms of the chair so she was spread before him. Then he gripped her hips and raised her, lowering her down onto his cock slowly. Once she was settled he pulled her torso to him and started to suck and lick at her nipples in hard aggressive strokes, his fingers gripping her breasts and squeezing firmly. She could ride or not, he was leaving that in her court. But he was going to worship these firm breasts with his mouth and hands. Sitting back in his oaken chair like a king.

His green eyes sparkled in lust and greed as he looked over her body. He realized he was fine with this. Fine with being this rich woman's sex toy. If their genders were reversed he'd be amused to think of himself as her Mistress. The thought tickled him as he flexed and rolled the muscles in his stomach and thighs to move within her. They weren't quite friends. They weren't NOT friends either. But they were compatible enough to fuck. It worked for him. He didn't know if his heart could take more love at this point. The ache was so painful and London was proving to be a place of pain in that regard.

But self-indulgence and secrets? Well, perhaps there was hope for that in the future.
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Veronicka grinned at Lynx and grabbed the bottle. She let him take her on a ride to the office reveling in the sensation of his member against her ass. She was certainly glad that her extremely serious threat hadn't dampened his mood. Lynx could have been born Russian in another life. There was just the issue that he would regret this all later and over analyze it. Veronicka never had that problem. She never had regrets. When something was over, it was over. If something was broken, she fixed it, got rid of it, or got over it. Just like she was using Lynx to get over Jason.

She grinned at the chair. This room had Jason written all over it. A fitting backdrop considering the given situation. Lynx was definitely nothing like Jason. He couldn't even dream to be on that level, but he fucked like she imagined Jason would with his wife. Once they were situated and Lynx began mauling her chest she did begin to ride him. Hard and fast, just the way she played. It was a damn good thing the chair was sturdy. The pace wasn't total. At times she liked to take him deeply inside of her and just grind his cock around. Make sure it hit all of her spots. Grinding so hard her clit rubbed against his skin. After a while of riding this way she pulled her legs up and stood.

She wanted to play this in reverse. She turned her back to him and once again sat down spearing herself on his cock. This way she had much better leverage. She slammed her pussy down again and again on the Irishman. Her back arched, her lither muscles taught, she might have made quite the stir in the media if a picture of her like that ever got out.
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Lynx groaned in pleasure and reached around her for the bottle. He took a long drink and held it up for her to drink as she rode him. He was reveling in sensory overload. She was so beautiful riding up and down on him the way she was. When she'd had her drink he set the bottle down out of harms way and leaned back. His hands spread across her ribs and cupped her breasts, gripping them firmly in his hands and twisting her nipples beneath his eager fingers. He let her ride for a while, reveling in the way she worked her body up and down.

Then with a groan he heaved her up and onto the desk, yanking her legs back until her hips slammed into his. His hands gripped her hips and he started to thrust hard and fast. He fucked her like he hated her, the roughest he'd been yet. Seeing her pale body face down on the black oak desk and he let out a savage groan. He'd had fantasies about this desk. What ghoul didn't fantasize about the holder of his bond at some point? He'd imagined Jason doing to him what he was doing to Veronicka. The image flashed through his mind and it spiked him twice. Once with a fierce erotic thrill, and once with an agonizing absence. So he redoubled his effort to drive his cock into this woman as hard and fast as he could.

He slid one hand up and buried three fingers into her ass, starting to fuck it with his hand. Her cheeks looked so pert and round. He almost wished he had a second cock so he could fuck both her holes at once. His other hand pushed down on her back, holding her pinned on the table. He groaned a low husky sound as he used her body. He knew her nipples would be rubbing across the cold high polish of the table. She could grip the edges if she reached up for it. But his own legs had her thighs pinned against the edge of the desk as he rejoiced in having a body to sink into over and over again.

He didn't know what he'd classify this as. But he could see himself getting addicted to it.
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