The Taste of Pure Blood
Dedicated to: ShikaIno1 (I'm sorry I didn't mention this on the first chapter. My apologies.)
Summary: She loved the taste of fear pumping into their blood as she sucks them dry. Every last drop she savored finding the pleasure in it. There was one other she wanted to taste for a long time. Looking across the room, her electric eyes found his. She smiled revealing her sharp fangs. He would not be able to say no.
Warning: This is under the Mature rating scale. There are many sexual intimacies throughout the story along with language. You are forewarned about what resides in this story. Read at your own discretion.
"Please," he begged, "… I don't know what you want from me, but I am willing to do whatever you want," he said quickly, "… just don't kill me," he looked frantic, "…. Please."
"Aren't you the talker?" she laughed from a few inches away.
She licked her lips as she looked at him half lidded. She wondered how that fear would taste. Would it be thick and bitter or smooth and sour? She grinned revealing her fangs causing the male to gulp down hard. Her eyes drifted down his arms to where his hands were. She glided her fingers down her exposed cleavage before resting above the tie of her robe.
He has large hands, she mused imagining how those large hands would feel against her body.
"I'll tell you what," she walked closer to him and paused a few centimeters away, "… I won't kill you if you please me."
"Really?!" there was a blush evident on his face as he thought about the proposition.
Ino smiled unlocking his chains. She could tell he was thinking of overpowering her and running off like many others, but he just stood still. She tilted her head and observed his face. Such a handsome man, she pitied him if only a little. She grabbed his hands and placed it on her breasts.
"Please me," she ordered and when he didn't do anything, she slammed him to the ground.
He felt the floor as his eyes shut from the pain. When he opened his eyes, he felt her sitting on his chest. The next thing his mind caught was the pain searing down his arms. He felt her nails dug straight into his skin pricking the muscles. Screaming out in pain, she continued her torture. He tried pushing her away, but she quickly pushed his forehead stilling him in that position.
"What the fuck!" he yelled.
He didn't receive any answer to his language, but the hands around his throat made him frantic. Was he going to die? What was going to happen to him? He felt her hands squeeze harder restricting his breathing as he tried reaching up to do something. He quickly swiped both his arms against hers. She released him and he quickly flipped over so he was above her. Catching her wrists, he pinned them above her head holding her in place. Trying to get his breathing in check, he glared down at her.
Laughing, she felt the adrenaline in him. It was something different; she didn't expect her toys to do. Fighting against her was a losing battle, but she had forgotten how fun it was for her.
"What are you laughing at!" he barked straddling her.
"What is your name?" she questioned with an innocent smile.
"What is yours?" he questioned back tightening his grip on her wrist.
She didn't say anything as she observed his bright blue eyes and blonde hair. Should she keep another play toy longer than a few days? She already has one that she enjoyed. Maybe adding another wouldn't hurt, would it?
He was about to demand answers, but the feel of her hips moving in circular motions rubbed against his penis. He grunted and quickly removed himself from her.
"Let me go," he ordered trying to suppress the organ in between his legs as he stood.
"Oh," she looked almost hurt, "… I was having so much fun though."
"You are crazy!" he screamed at her.
"I'm crazy?" she sounded sad and on the brink of tears that it caught him off guard. He was always a sucker for females.
"I didn't mean it," he mumbled taking a cautious step closer to her.
"It's okay," she smiled at him and he didn't know why he felt as if his entire life brightened.
"Come, let me clean you up," she said politely and he felt as if his legs moved on its own.
He sat beside her, entranced by her beauty. He watched as she lifted his arm to see the mark she made. The next thing that happened caused him to feel gross and yet, hot at the same time. Her tongue trailed up the wound capturing the blood that dripped. Making a pleased sound, she continued keeping eye contact with the man beside her. Inwardly grinning, she continued. Once she was done cleaning one wound, she did the same for the other one.
He watched her in awe and he felt his lids droop down feeling the way her tongue slid up and down his arms. His mind quickly went to how that tongue would feel against his penis. He imagined her mouth wrapped around his erection as she bobbed her head up and down pleasing him. He wanted her to suck him until he felt the impending explosion. He wanted her to drink him up.
Not realizing what was going on, he felt the floor once more. Opening his eyes, he felt them quickly close once more as a moan escaped his lips. He felt her hand rubbing his penis causing his already erect cock to harden more.
"You're so hard," she whispered against his ear as she nibbled the edge.
He grunted out loud as he grabbed her by the waist and turned them. He positioned himself in between her legs and smashed his lips on hers. He bit the bottom of her lip and she granted him entrance. Tongue wrestling against one another as both hands held her hips as he rubbed himself against her wetness. Earning a moan, he quickly parted his lips on hers and fumbled with her tie. She laughed as he grunted in frustration. Ignoring the fabric, he ran his hands down her thigh only to feel she had no undergarment. He quickly pulled down his pant and looked at her questioning. All he received was a quirk of an eyebrow. It wasn't a yes or a no, but he wanted her so bad at that moment, that whether if she had said yes or no, he couldn't help himself. He was about to enter her, but she quickly pushed him away causing him to fall on his ass. Unsure of what just happened, he opened his mouth only to let out a pleased moan. Feeling her wet mouth swallowing up his manhood made it twitch. As she begins moving her head up and down; he couldn't help grabbing her hair feeling her movement. Curving his back so he faced her, he watched as her head bobbed up and down causing the heat to reside in his stomach as his toes begin to curl. Panting from the feeling, he felt his own hips pushed up into her mouth. Faster she went and he quickly exploded inside her. Feeling his penis twitch against her lips, he tried to recover his breathing. The feel of her tongue licking up his excess, slurping up his cum made him want to fuck her over and over. Watching her lick up the small spill at the corner of her lips, he was about to reach out to her.
"You taste delicious," she grinned revealing her fangs.
"I want to…" he breathed out.
"I know," she whispered against his ear before she bit him.
Gasping suddenly, he felt her suck him as her tongue licked. He felt as if he was drugged. His head was fuzzy and his body was heated up ready to explode at any moment. When she moved back to face him, he smiled.
"What… what was that?" he slurred moving his fingers against her shoulder.
"Nothing important," she kissed her fang marks before standing up.
"Where are you going?" he tried to stand, but everything spun.
"Don't worry," she glanced behind her with a smile, "… I will return."
Once she left and closed the door behind her, she couldn't help the grin splitting her face. Heading over to her husband's area, she wanted release. She was already hot and bothered after all. As she neared his area, she questioned one of his servants to his whereabouts. Once given the direction, she headed over to the room he was currently at.
"You are disgusting!" she heard a female screech as she neared the door.
Ino paused before a smile spread across her lips. As she turned the knob she saw the raven haired male standing in front of the female not doing anything.
"Let me out of here or I will kill you!" she continued threatening.
"Hm, is that so?" Ino questioned catching the emerald eyes off guard.
"You're early," he spoke up glancing at her.
"I hope you don't mind," she grinned and he narrowed his eyes.
She ignored him as she looked back at the pinkette.
"What is your name?" she asked.
"It is nothing!" she barked.
"Nothing?" Ino feigned sadness, "… such a terrible thing to name your child," she said to no one in particular.
"What the hell do you want from me!" she screeched anger burning in her eyes.
"You want her," Ino looked at her husband who continued to stare at the pinkette, "… fine," Ino glared and turned to leave.
A few steps toward the door and she felt his arms encircle her waist.
"Why are you angry?" he held her close to him so she could feel his heartbeat.
She didn't say anything as she felt his hands travel down her waist to her hips before up to her breasts.
"I am not in the mood," she dripped venom into her words as she shrugged him off her.
"Ino," it was a command, but she ignored him. Next thing she knew, she was pinned up against the wall.
"You have one," he paused as he smelled her, "…. Two," he gritted out.
"Do what you want," she barked back lowly.
"You fucked him," he growled letting his heated breath cover her face.
"And you were going to fuck her!" she barked back.
"Fucking and going to fuck are two different things!" he screamed back.
"Fuck yourself Uchiha!" she yelled as she pushed him away from her.
"Yamanaka!" he growled grabbing her once again taking her down with him above her.
"Let me go," she glared at him as her back hit the floor.
"No," he glared right back.
Though they heard the clingy of chains and the curses from the female across the room, all they saw was one another and the anger. Huffing out, Ino looked away not feeling as horny as when she entered the room. How sad, she figured. Feeling his hand touch her exposed face, she closed her eyes. He grazed his fingers down her jaw bones down the curve of her neck to her bare shoulder.
"Why must you act this way," he said softly.
She didn't say anything as her eyes stayed closed. He was right, wasn't he? She did have two and he had none. He had always told her he didn't need a toy like she did. All he needed was a get in and get out relationship. She was the one who liked to play games.
"You said you wouldn't want one," she said softly opening her eyes, but refused to look at him.
"I know," he kissed under her jawline.
"Go ahead," she sighed, "… keep her. Now let me go."
"I'll kill her," he decided as he stood up grabbing her hand and pulling her up with ease.
"No, you won't," she smiled sadly.
"You think I won't," he looked challenged.
"Fine," she grinned placing both her hands around his face, "… kill her. Let her blood spill like it was a waterfall."
Author's Note:
Thank you to: ShikaIno1, Balenciaga, and ShikaInoInuKikIchiHime36! Thank you.
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kiwi4me