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“The Taste of Wine” - Vampire!Lian x Ying
Nighttime at Stone’s Keep
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The battle was short lived. It didn’t take too long for the Scion to knock down the weak little elf girl. All it took was a swift kick to the gut and a blow from the butt of her gun to incapacitate her. Though she may have been at a slight disadvantage, since she towered over the hovering elf girl despite her hovering, but no matter. Now that her prey was laying helplessly before her, she could find a decent meal amongst this wretched group of heathens. Just the thought of it sent a devilish smirk to her plush, ruby lips as she sauntered over to her prize.
As Ying desperately struggled to reclaim her bearings, the faintest taste of iron hit her tongue and her heart began pounding a mile a minute. A sharp pain in her stomach and ribcage made her recoil in sudden pain. Upon the poor healers face was a look of pure terror. As she cringed in pain her pointed ears picked up on the regal footsteps that grew closer to her with each passing moment and once again tried to stagger up.
Out of pure fear the elf managed to pick herself up of the ground just as her attacker reached her. This brought an even larger grin to Lian’s devilish face. Ying attempted to run, only for it to be in vain as Lian quickly darted forwards and snatched her delicate hand. Ying was hesitant to meet the eyes of her soon-to-be killer and pointed her head to the ground, gritting her teeth, patiently awaiting her fate.
However, the Scion found this action amusing and let out a throaty chuckle.
“If... If y-you’re going to ki-kill me... j-just do it!” Ying demanded in fear as she tensed up her whole body.
“Tsk... try not to sound so eager to die, darling~” Lian cooed seductively, dropping her beloved weapon to her side and using her now free hand to embrace her catches lower half. Her grip firmly tight on her prey she released Ying’s delicate hand and cupped her chin sweetly, almost sensually caressing her. The Scion lifted the little Blossom’s head upwards with a rough and forceful motion.
Ying’s eyes burst wide open, only to meet the enchanting icy blue eyes of her captor. She was almost stunned by the incredible beauty before her. Her jaw even went a bit slack as she became entranced in Lian’s hypnotic eyes, letting a little drop of blood trickle down her lip, immediately capturing the Scion’s attention. The scent of Ying’s exotic elven blood sent shivers down the already excited woman’s spine.
Without wasting another second, the famished Lian forced her lips onto her meal’s with incredible gusto. Her tongue danced around the intricate inner workings of Ying’s delicate mouth, lapping up every drop of blood, no matter how scarce it was. The poor elf could only make muffled little whines and moans as she was trapped in this mind numbing kiss.
When their lips separated, Lian found herself licking her her plump, already ruby lips in desperate search of anymore of her prize’s intoxicating blood. Even the little drops she lapped up from Ying’s mouth, though mixed with saliva, were enough to send her senses into a frenzy. Her lips were soft and sweet as well.
As much as the already lust filled woman wished she could just keep kissing the little elf’s lips for all eternity, as if it would satiate her terrible hunger, the animalistic growling of her empty stomach violently disagreed. She hissed in response to these protests and set her mind back on her mission. Playtime could wait for when this girl was her slave. Reclaiming her sensual, seductive demeanor, Lian smirked and stared into her prey’s stunned eyes.
As desperately as Ying wanted to avoid the gaze of her captor, she found herself relaxing involuntarily. The more she stared into Lian’s entrancing blue eyes, the more she seemed to let go. Thoughts. Feelings. Everything. It was all slipping away faster than she could hold onto it. Eventually, nothing was in her mind except for the haunting image of Lian’s hypnotic eyes. Before long she went numb. Her eyes were glassy and devoid of light. She seemed almost dazed as she stumbled just to stand before her mistress.
A look of pure satisfaction swept over Lian’s face as she gave a toothy grin, revealing her sharp fangs. As amusing as it was to watch Ying sway and struggle to stand in her hypnotized state, the hungry Vampire knew she was wasting time simply admiring her catch. Licking her ruby lips once more she slowly creeped her hand up her prey’s spine, reaching the small of the elf’s back to keep her stable as she fed. With the tiny healer’s flawless neck completely exposed Lian let her savage hunger take over.
She sunk her fangs deep into Ying’s tender neck, eliciting a small groan from her lips. As soon as the first drop of blood landed on her sharp tongue, Lian found herself intoxicated once more. She began to slurp up the elf’s exquisite blood greedily, finding herself incapable of stopping. The finest wines in all the Realm tasted like mere tap water compared to the godly taste of this girl’s blood. With each slurp she felt her hunger grow a thousand fold, all of her senses screaming for her to keep drinking. Even though Lian regretted having to withdraw, she knew drinking anymore of her new pet’s blood would kill the girl, meaning there would be no chance of ever tasting it’s exquisite refinement again.
The vampiric Scion, her hunger satisfied at last, withdrew her fangs from Ying’s neck. Her delicate form crumpled in Lian’s powerful grip. Her skin was a sickly pale except for the fresh, bloody holes on the side were the woman had bitten her. As much as the woman wished she could have taken Ying with her, felt her heart skip a beat as the pounding of footsteps and faint voices approached them. It was time to leave.
With no care, Lian dropped her drained meal to the ground like she was rubbish and sauntered over to her weapon. Picking her rifle off the ground and taking a last glance at the crumpled form of the poor elf, the Scion made a very important mental note:
“Return soon to bring home my new slave.”
And with a final devilish grin, the vampire disappeared into the night.