Olivia had never done this before. She found the humans that fucked what were essentially corpses quite sick but then she had seen Elliot and the fangs that drew from his mouth didn't disgust her, in fact they had quite the opposite effect.

She didn't know if his teeth meant that he wanted to fuck her or eat her but the lust in his eyes said he wanted both at the same time and she found her turning her body slightly on her stool, a sign for him to approach.

"What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?"

Olivia snorts and turns back to face the bar and gives the ice in her drink a stir.

"Did that line work back when you were alive?"

Elliot leans his arm against the bar and she finds her eyes drawn to his again.

"It still works now?"

"Not with me."

"We'll see."

—-

As it turned out he was right. The line worked on her so well that half an hour later she was locked in a toilet cubicle with him, her dress pushed up over her hips and his suit pants pushed down onto the floor.

"Are you sure about this?" He checks as he grazes his fangs against her neck. It was taking everything not to bite into her right now but he always made sure to get consent for this.

"Yes." She moans arching her neck more to bare it to him and he growls. "Do it."

"You smell so fucking good Olivia."

He swipes his tongue over her pulse point and he feels her walls tighten around his cock inside her.

"Taste me." She begs and so he does.

The sound she makes when he sinks his teeth into her makes him want to lose control so badly he rips the tissue dispenser off the wall. Olivia heard the clattering but didn't open her eyes to see what caused the sound.

"Oh god." She cries out and Elliot moves back from her neck to check if she is okay.

"You good?" He asks and she nods. She can see her blood fall from his mouth and instead of being disgusted like she had always been before she leans forward and swipes a tongue over his fang licking herself from him.

"Olivia." He warns. He'd always been good at self control but this human was testing him in ways he'd not felt since he was newly turned.

"Let me taste you."

"That's risky."

"I want it."

He'd known this woman for an hour but already he couldn't resist giving her what she asked for and so he puts his wrist to his mouth and bites down enough for blood to flow out and presses it to her lips.

The high from his blood is instant. Her eyes slip closed and her head falls back against the stall and every sense is heightened.

She grabs Elliot's head and pulls it back to her neck, wrapping her legs tighter around his back as his blood runs through her veins.

"Oh god. Oh god." She repeats as she feels her orgasm wash over her body. It felt like every cell was having one and her head was swimming. She feels him slam into her as his orgasm takes over and when he pulls back from her neck to cry out her name she pulls his body in close, biting down on his shoulder.

It takes a few moments for her to be able to open her eyes. She blinks a few times as her body still trembles with pleasure and she remembers he's going to have to move his body from hers soon and she doesn't want him to.

Elliot had been licking at her bite waiting for her to come back to reality before he leaned back. His cock still buried inside her, not wanting to leave the wet warmth.

Olivia swallows deeply as she looks into this man's eyes. She'd bared her soul more to him in the last hour than any other man she'd ever been with and she was scared of him for all the wrong reasons.