OC: Nadia
Silver hair and Blood colored eyes
Average chest size and delicate feminine frame
Wears Gothic and classic Lolita
Vampire that doesn't like hurting people but she often finds it hard to resist a particular boy she sees in the middle of the street one day.
Walking down an alleyway in the big romantic city of Kiev Ukraine, you can feel a slight chill in the air and the deep growing hunger pains in your stomach. Normally a vampire this old can only go three days max without blood, but you had been starving for a week now. The blood isn't worth inflicting fear on people; it makes the taste go sour. At least it seems like it does. It's the middle of October, and the outfit today is a crimson red dress with a corset, black laced stockings with red shoes and a black bow that adorns gray hair. Red lipstick stands out against silky pale skin, and both cheeks have gone red from the chill. It's time to eat, and the ringing of the Gothic church bells is the sound of the dinner bell.
Reluctantly I steps in the crowd on the sidewalk and pull the first man I can get a hold of back into the alleyway. He was around 5'11 with deep blue hair and eye; the other eye had a patch over it. He wore a dark coat and underneath a suit and tie. His expression was of a little shock, annoyance, and then it settled to a smirk...right after my eyes started glowing red. He whispered in my ear, "My name is Ciel, and you must be a vampire." At that moment he took my hand, and there was a man standing next to us. Ciel order him "take this vampire to the hotel; she could be the cause of the men telling stories of vampire attacks in this town."
It happened so quickly. In one moment I was standing in an alleyway, and the next I was in this tall dark figure's arms being carried down the street to "the hotel." Getting a little worried I started to squirm and found myself unable to move, I looked up and found glowing narrow eyes looking down at me, and a voice that said "don't worry Nadia, you won't be hurt."
I couldn't think. My hunger was becoming a problem now, and all that was on my mind was the distinct scent of Ciels blood when he leaned in to whisper in my ear. It was such a perfect moment but I was frozen by his gentleness and assertiveness to me, as the savory aroma filled my lungs. Now I sat in a chair of a lavishly designed hotel at the center of Kiev. My clothes had been replaced with a pair of black thigh high stockings, a red short lacey skirt, and a simple black buttoned up short sleeved shirt. I didn't usually wear clothes like this...and I became a bit confused. Then Ciel walked in and my eyes grew wide and bright with want. I went over to him uncontrollably and pulled his neck to my lips. He was wearing a casual shirt and pants now, and he still looked handsome.
He pulled me aside for a brief moment "I'll make an exchange with you, tell me about what business you have in Kiev and exactly how long this has been your feeding ground, and I'll give you the wanted compensation."
I gave him a pleading look and brought the tip of his finger to my right incisor and pricked it, tasting a little drop of blood "After I get what I want, I'll do whatever you say."
The thing was we both had this strange connection. We were sexually attracted to one another from that very moment in the alley way. My thirst for his blood combined with my need for his body made me quiver with excitement.
"Very well." He picked me up and I instantly had my legs around his waist. He let me down on the bed and started taking off his pants while I pulled his shirt away. Pinning me down on the bed with his leg between mine under my skirt, he started kissing my lips and biting my tongue playfully. His hands went to my shoulders and his tongue went to my bare neck. It sent a shiver up my spine, and I held on to his hair with my hands. Next he pulled off each button of my shirt with his teeth and no bra was there. First he started biting my nipples, making them red and then he licked down the middle of my chest and stomach to my skirt. Inching my skirt off he looked at me and winked, sliding my panties off, his face neared mine again and two of his fingers started playing with my clit making me wet before he entered me. He kissed my lips as I closed my eyes from the sensation as he pushed his fingers in and out. Ciel momentarily pulled back and said "do you like that?" I could only moan a quiet yes, because he pushed his fingers in deeper and moved inside causing heat to spread through my body. Taking them out, I was so wet it even dripped from his fingers. He smiled and I licked the drips from down his hand. Next he picked up both of my legs leaning in, and I felt his hard on enter me. I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh as he thrusted slowly and then faster and harder into me. He bit my lips so I couldn't moan and it was torture. He felt so good. His body felt hot on mine and the pleasure was building up with every hit he made. I pulled away from his lips and moaned his name. Right before I was about to come he turned me over on my hands and knees and without giving me much of a rest he grabbed one side of my hip and the other hand went in my hair. "Go ahead and be as loud as you want" he said. I was in constant pleasure as he went into me from behind and pulled on my hair. It was perfection. I kept moaning deeper until he leaned into my ear and I could hear his breathing as he went deeper and harder than before. I couldn't say another word; I could only moan and breathe it felt so amazing. I became so wet I could feel it dripping down the inside of my thigh, and I grabbed his hand on my hip and put it on my bouncing chest. His heavy breathing sent me into a trance of moaning and pleasure and I was about to reach my climax. Within a few seconds I felt a hot sensation spreading to every part of my body and I took in a breath of air to moan Ciels name. Instantly he turned me over on my back and he came just as he pulled out of me. He kissed me again and brought his neck to my lips, so I could drink his blood.