"Please, pleeeease behave yourself," Goten hissed at Phoenix as they entered the fancy restaurant. This would probably break his bank account, but he didn't care. It wasn't every day that he had the opportunity to eat at a five-star restaurant of a world-famous chef. He'd have given just about anything to visit this place. He felt a bit underdressed as they entered the beautiful dining room and were shown to a simple, yet elegant table.

"Oh wow, look at this place," Phoenix breathed, looking around. "Shit, this puts Bulma's Christmas parties to shame, and that's saying something!" His face fell the next moment. "Man, it's getting close to Christmas, isn't it? I really wanted to be home by then."

Paige looked around as they were seated. "Something tells me you really, really wanted to come here. I feel like I've seen this before on one of those cooking shows you watch," she said to Goten.

Goten nodded. "Gordon Ramsay owns this restaurant," he answered in a hushed voice. "Gods, I would kill to meet that guy. He's such a badass in the kitchen." He smirked and chuckled, "I wanna be just like him when I grow up." He looked down at the menu set before him and skimmed over it, his stomach in nervous butterflies. He didn't care how much it cost, he was going to taste something prepared by the famous chef. His eyes fell on the beef wellington, the recipe he'd tried so hard to perfect in the past and just couldn't seem to get right. "Oh, I know what I'm having."

Nadia looked over the menu, raising her eyebrows at the selections. "I don't suppose they will give me a cup of blood if I ask nicely?" she asked with humor in her voice, looking over at Faelon before she caught Goten's disapproving look. "You were the one who insisted that the vampire come to dinner. What did you think was going to happen?"

Paige laughed, "Well, you could always have them bring you a rare steak and suck the thing dry. But I don't think we will be invited back again." She chuckled and looked over towards the kitchens as she hoped to catch a glimpse of the head chef. "You could always sneak back there, Goten."

He looked at her as if she'd grown a second head. "And get kicked out? Embarrass myself in front of him? Paige! That man is like a god! You don't just sneak back into his kitchen. Jeezus, woman, what the hell is wrong with you?" He shook his head and looked over the menu again, just to make sure he hadn't overlooked anything else.

Faelon couldn't hide the amusement on his face. "Apparently he takes this seriously," he commented as he looked over his own menu. This place was foreign to him, but he could appreciate the experience. He leaned closer to Nadia, speaking softly in her ear. "Do not worry. If you are hungry, I am certain we can find something for you when we get back to our room." He hoped he wasn't being too forward, but he couldn't help it. His attraction to her was growing by the minute it seemed and if this trip was going to come to an end soon as she seemed to think, then he didn't want to waste any time with her.

Nadia grinned. "Well, I am sorely tempted to take you up on that offer. I wouldn't want to do anything to scar our roommate for the night," she said as she looked back over at Phoenix, giving him a wink.

Paige looked over the menu, her stomach growling. "Gods, how do we pick what we want? It all sounds good." She finally sighed and pushed the menu away. "Guess I'm going to try that yorkshire pudding with the steak. Rare." She laughed, "Too bad it can't be raw."

Goten shook his head at her. "Channeling Vegeta tonight, are we?" he teased and reached under the table to squeeze her knee.

"Wait a minute," Phoenix said slowly, still staring at Nadia. He looked from her to Faelon, his eyes going wide. "Don't tell me you two are fucking now! Jesus tits, can't I sleep anywhere without being shacked up with people who can't keep their damn hands to each other?!" he cried a split second before his head snapped forward from the impact of Goten's hand. "OW!" he yelped and scowled over at Goten.

"Watch your mouth!" he hissed and turned a nervous smile to the waiter who had just walked up. "Heh, excuse him. He's, ah, got Tourette's. He can't help himself," he lied, feeling his face go incredibly hot. He ignored the scowl Phoenix shot him as they gave their orders to the waiter. He groaned and sank down in his chair before he shot a hateful look over at his nephew. "I told you to behave."

"What?!" Phoenix asked, trying to look as though he were the victim in this situation. "I'm serious! You and Paige are all over each other now, and it's only going to get worse since you mated. And now those two are making googly-eyes at each other! What am I supposed to do?"

Faelon rubbed at his face and looked away from the table, feeling rather uncomfortable in the moment. He and Nadia certainly weren't doing that, but oh, the idea of it certainly stirred up something inside of him that made him blush even harder. He'd never been around people who spoke so bluntly before and he wasn't sure how to handle it. In all his years upon the earth, he couldn't recall a time when he had ever blushed like this. And now it seemed to be all he was doing. He slicked his long blonde hair back behind his pointed ear and dared to look at Nadia. "I apologize for his rudeness," he said softly to her. "I don't want you to be uncomfortable." He looked over at Phoenix, speaking just a little louder so the Saiyan could hear him. "You really should mind your manners and your business. Such things are hardly dinner conversation."

Phoenix snorted at him and leaned back in his chair. "Then quit giving her such sappy looks while we're at the dinner table," he countered and looked away from them as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Nadia looked at Faelon, she had never quite been defended like that. It warmed something inside of her and she just smiled at him before she looked over at Phoenix. "He was offering me a meal, dear boy. Unless you would like to make the same offer?" she teased. "I did not want you to be alarmed if you see me biting him later."

Phoenix's eyes went wide. "But wouldn't that kill him?" he asked. "I mean, that's why you brought those bags with you, isn't it? So you wouldn't be tempted to bite one of us. I thought you said a vampire's bite would kill any mortal or at least make them turn."

"Ah, but I am no mortal," Faelon countered. "I am immune to her bite. Besides, I'd like to think I am a little fresher than anything she carried in those bags," he added with a chuckle. He gave her a little smile as he said it, but part of him hoped that if she did feed from him later, they would be uninterrupted. He didn't know why it felt so intimate to him, but he longed to experience it again.

Paige chuckled. "Ah, you ran out of blood didn't you? Damn, I'm sorry. I bet Dracula wouldn't be too pleased if you went back empty handed for another batch." She looked down at the table, "We owe you guys so much. I mean, I don't think we would be where we are right now if we didn't have your help for all of this."

"Shit, I know we wouldn't," Goten said. They would still probably be trapped in that god-forsaken Irish castle if it hadn't been for Nadia. He looked at Paige, "But we wouldn't have come this far without you, too, you know. Gramma trusted you with her book. You notice she didn't give it to me or Phoenix. And he's actually her relative! She knew what she was doing when she gave it to you."

Phoenix was about to make a smart-assed remark when the waiter returned with their food and set it on the table before them. "Oh my god," he drawled as the scent hit his nose and his mouth watered. "Goten, you may have just been outdone." He bit into his steak and his jaw nearly locked up at the delicious flavor. He gave an obscene moan and his eyes fell shut. "So good."

Goten shook his head at his nephew and carefully cut into the meal set before him, analyzing everything about the plate. The flakiness of the crust, the perfect sear of the meat inside, the mushrooms, the plating. Everything was perfect and he almost frowned to himself, but couldn't quite manage it. He ate slowly, taking in the flavor, the texture. "You'd think my cooking was hotdogs in a microwave compared to this," he muttered, more to himself than anyone.

Paige's eyes widened as she looked at her plate, stealing a glance over at Goten's plate. "Dude, that's amazing. I've never seen you speechless over food before." She chuckled to herself. "I'm not sure I want you to meet this Gordon Ramsay, you might leave me for him," she teased. She cut into the yorkshire pudding, her eyes widening as it flaked apart, the delicious aroma wafting up. "Oh gods, forget that. I'm going to go steal him away."

Goten mocked a pout and let his head hang. "I've lost the love of my life to a chef she's never met," he whined but sat up and chuckled. "So, hey, if you run off with him, you'll at least email me all his secret recipes, right?" He couldn't be in a bad mood, not while he was sitting in the finest restaurant with his new mate and his new friends, eating the most amazing food he'd ever tasted.

Faelon almost felt guilty as he ate his lobster. It truly was an amazing dish. Perhaps these humans weren't as bad as everyone thought they were. He gave a look at Nadia. "I wish I could share this with you," he said softly. "I feel guilty eating it in front of you."

Nadia waved him off. "It would be wasted on me, you know," she said with a smile, watching the rest of them eat. "We vampires need more human friends that we don't consume. We are always cooking, honing our skills, but it all goes to waste because it turns to ash in our mouths," she said sadly.

Faelon felt sad to hear her say that and he reached under the table to grasp her hand. "I'm sorry," he said softly, wishing there was some way he could make it better for her. He suddenly longed to be back in the privacy of their room so they could have a conversation, to get to know each other better. He gave her hand a squeeze before he released it, not wanting to make their dinner awkward somehow. He glanced over at Phoenix, who was absolutely devouring his food. "Well, at least you never have to worry about looking like him while eating," he chuckled.

Nadia laughed and nodded, "Ah, yes. That is one bullet dodged." She smiled at Phoenix with amusement; she couldn't even tell what it was he had ordered. "This is alright. I'll just have to live through you. Eat up that lobster. Maybe your blood will taste like butter and seafood later."

He smiled gratefully at her and returned to his meal. He thought about her words, wondering if that would really work. "Or perhaps I should eat something really decadent for dessert," he said as he watched other patrons of the restaurant dining on some spectacularly beautiful treats.

Phoenix nearly choked on his food and slapped his hand on the table. "See? They're over here banging on about dessert and you expect me to believe there's not something going on? I'm sleeping in the lobby tonight!"

Faelon blinked at the young Saiyan, confused once again. They'd already explained the situation to him, that Nadia intended to feed from him and nothing more. He felt like he was missing something. He looked to the others for help.

Goten chuckled at Faelon's confused look. "Dessert is sometimes used as innuendo," he explained, unable to hide the amusement on his face.

Faelon groaned and covered his face with his hand. "I should stop speaking now," he muttered.

Paige just chuckled and pushed away an empty plate. "Gods, I need to meet this Gordon Ramsay. That man can cook a steak. I think I need a side by side taste test, Goten. You have to cook a steak and he will cook a steak and I will eat SO - MUCH - STEAK."

Nadia shook her head at the Namek, "And then you can truly know which is better?"

Paige snorted, "No! So I can eat all the steak!"

Goten laughed as he also pushed away an empty plate. "Wow, that was so good," he groaned. He looked Paige up and down before he gave her a mischievous smirk. "I think I'm in the mood for dessert," he teased and laughed harder when Faelon's face went red.

"No dessert for anyone," Phoenix growled as he finished off his plate. He stretched his arms over his head and looked around, not ready to go back to the hotel just yet. "We should do something. Go sight-seeing or whatever. Whaddya say, guys? We could be all corny and go look at Christmas lights!" He shot a wink at Paige, "I'll even sing Christmas carols for you."

Paige laughed and held a hand over her heart, "Aw, you would do that for me? It's not going to be like that time you and your grandpa tried to sing carols, is it? I think I might have to side with Papaw and veto it then. You nearly made my ears bleed."

Goten winced as he paid the check, but it was more than worth it to treat Paige to such an amazing meal. He led the way back out into the cold air and shivered. "Great. It's snowing," he muttered and pulled Paige to his side. "Keep me warm," he chuckled. He looked over at Nadia and Faelon, "Are you guys coming with us?"

Faelon hesitated for a moment. "I am rather tired. I think I will return to our room. Thank you for the offer, though," he said, bowing slightly to them. "Enjoy yourselves. I shall see you when you return."

Phoenix stepped closer to Paige as well. "My singing isn't that bad," he grumbled. "Just for that, I get to use you for body heat, too." He snickered at the look she gave him and cringed as if anticipating a slap to the back of the head. "Nadia? Are you coming with us?"

Nadia shook her head, "I am going to head on back and have my meal before you return, Phoenix, so that you will be able to sleep easy tonight, yes?" She turned and started to follow Faelon, "I have seen enough night life to last me a good long while yet. Do enjoy yourselves. I daresay you have earned the reprieve."

Faelon's heart gave an excited leap as Nadia walked with him back to the hotel room. He felt as though he should say something to her, something charming perhaps, but words failed him. He had never been good at that sort of thing. He stepped aside to let Nadia open the door to their room and he felt his nervousness swell when they found themselves finally alone. He turned to look at her, once again struck by her beauty. "Your dinner awaits you, milady," he chuckled, opening his arms to her. He wasn't sure how this would work. Last time, he'd held her as she fed because he had to. He wasn't sure if that was what she wanted this time or if she had another idea in mind.

Nadia smiled at him, still so unused to the kind treatment and she reached out, taking one of his hands and led him to one of the beds in the room. "Best to get comfortable," she said as she sat down and took off her boots, shrugging off her jacket as well. "I do not want to drink too quickly, lest I have you pass out on me." She was ravenous and she could see the vein in his neck, pulsing with each beat of his heart.

Faelon kicked off his boots as well and settled back on the bed. He could feel his heart racing and he tried to hide the way his hands shook. He licked his lips as he looked at her, her beautiful pale skin and dark hair, her brilliant blue eyes. He shrugged off his cloak and set it aside before he unbuttoned the top couple buttons on his shirt and tugged the neck of his shirt away from his throat. "Take your time," he said, his voice a little lower than he intended for it to be.

Nadia's own heart was pounding as she locked eyes with him and crawled on top of the bed and into his lap. She studied his face for a moment longer before she gently tipped his head to the side. "Thank you, Faelon. Truly," she breathed before she kissed his cheek. She carefully opened her mouth and slowly let her fangs slide into his flesh, a soft moan escaped her as the first splash of blood fell on her tongue. He was delicious.

Faelon gasped as she bit into his neck and a pleasurable shiver raced down his spine. Something about her bite intoxicated him. It made his heart race and his mind go blissfully fuzzy. "Oh stars, Nadia," he breathed and dared to slide his hand up her back to grasp the back of her neck, tangling his fingers into her silky black hair. He bit his lip as his body stirred and he had to swallow a whimper in his throat. "I am afraid I enjoy this as much as you do," he admitted, his voice husky, nearly breathless.

Nadia moaned against him, feeling him harden beneath her as she feasted. She could almost taste the decadent lobster and butter in his blood. Followed by that rather sinful chocolate cake he had eaten for dessert. She wiggled in his lap and pulled back lightly, licking at the blood that continued to seep forth. "You like this, don't you? You like being controlled, you like that you are helpless as I drink away your life, your blood. You like not being in control, don't you?" she purred at him before she sealed her mouth back around him, drinking deeply. Gods, this man was making her think terrible, wonderful things at the same time. Oh the things she could do to him.

Faelon's eyes went wide at her words. He didn't think he'd ever heard someone put his feelings into words for him, but what she spoke was exactly what he felt. "Yes," he whispered as he wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her close as she drank from him. A thrill of fear shot up his spine as he realized she could bleed him dry and he would be helpless to stop her. Not even so much helpless as he would willingly give it to her. Another moan wrenched from his throat and he let his eyes fall closed. He clutched at her, trying to hold onto his sanity as he went dizzy with pleasure. Perhaps it was the venom from her bite that gave him such a high. "I do love this," he whispered. "I love what you do to me, the way you make me feel."

She grinned against him and finally pulled away, licking at the wound she left as it healed over. "Gods, you are so delicious. I could really eat you right up," she purred as she pulled from him, watching as she easily pushed him to lay back. He looked weary from her feeding, just the way she wanted him. "Seems you are not immune to all of my charms. Can you feel that? The weakness in your muscles?" she murmured at him as she let her eyes trail over his lanky form, her eyes lingering over the hardness that pressed up against his pants. "Would you think me very wicked if I took advantage of you right now? While you are still weakened, at my complete mercy. I could put you in a trance. Locked in your own body, receiving only the pleasure I deem you worthy of getting."

Faelon trembled under her gaze. He blinked his eyes harshly as he tried to clear his head. "My mind tells me I should say that I care. But the rest of me, it would seem, does not mind what you choose to do to me," he answered thickly. Something in him wondered if she really was taking advantage or if this was just part of her culture, her way of doing things. He fought to sober up for just a moment and lifted his head to look at her better. "If you ask it of me, I would give you anything," he said, still reeling. "You do not have to wait until you've intoxicated me with your charms and beauty, your spells. I would give it willingly regardless."

Nadia smiled at him warmly, "Good, I prefer my... victims... willing and able. To know that you are still you and free to tell me no should I really go too far." She looked him over again, like he was a feast for her. He was. This was different than it had been with Goten. She had done that intentionally, with the intent of Paige to see her so that they would finally stop pining for each other. They were so clueless sometimes. Now Nadia wanted to see this man come undone at the seams, the stoic elf, so composed. She wanted him writhing at her mercy on the bed. She reached out and undid his pants just enough to pull out his hardness. She arranged him how she liked, so his hard cock and plump sac were just exposed on his pants. Like a platter, a feast. "Gods, you really do want me, don't you?" She grinned and leaned over, breathing him in, "Do you wonder what it would be like for me to sink my teeth in here?"

Faelon felt his face burn and he suddenly felt a far sight more sober. His heart raced at being so exposed to her and his mouth went dry at her touch. He lifted his hips slightly, longing to be touched by her. He'd never lost control of himself like this, but for her, he didn't care. He wanted her. He thought about what it would feel like if she bit him again. If reasoned that if it were anyone else, he would protest adamantly, but this wasn't just anyone. The feel of her fangs in his skin was the most exquisite sensation he'd ever experienced. Surely she wouldn't propose such a thing if it weren't enjoyable. "Yes," he finally answered, his voice shaking. "If that is what you desire, then I shall not deny you. I am yours."

Nadia smiled mischievously at him and turned her attentions to him, breathing in the heady scent of his manhood. She could see a vein pulsing on the side deliciously. She cupped his balls a moment, rolling the fuzzy orbs carefully in her palm before she lightly grazed her teeth over his sensitive flesh, moaning out as she tasted his blood in an entirely new light. She grew bolder and sank her fangs in a little deeper and drank from him. Her eyes were locked on his face, determined to let go as soon as it got to be too much.

Faelon moaned wantonly as her fangs pierced his sensitive flesh. He tore at his own hair, his body shaking all over as he fought the urge to thrust his hips up. His cock throbbed and he hissed as a bit of precum spilled from the tip. "Nadia," he moaned and reached weakly down to thread his fingers into her hair. The pleasure burned through his groin, making him pant and cry out.

Oh yes, she could get used to this she thought as his precum dribbled down the side of his shaft, touching her lips. Mixed with his blood, it was a delicious cocktail she could not get enough of. She gently let her fangs slip from his flesh and she pulled back to take a look. His cock was harder than before, standing proud and tall. A little trail of blood from where she had bitten him striped his cock and it almost reminded her of a very phallic candy cane. She reached up, sliding her hand around him, smearing the blood as she began to stroke him. He looked absolutely ravishing while he was still clothed but she wanted more. She worked to carefully remove his pants, speaking in a low voice as she paused to cup his balls, "Look at how full you are. I think if I bit you right here, I could suck out all the cum in your body."

"It has been a very long time for me," he breathed, writhing in her grasp. His eyes rolled in his head as she touched the tender orbs beneath his shaft, cradling them perfectly in her cool hand. He felt them swell even more and he longed for release. He licked his lips and looked at her, meeting her beautiful eyes. "Milady, may I ask one thing of you?" he asked, raking his eyes over her. "May I see you? I long to see your body, to drink in the sight of your skin, your beauty." Just the thought of seeing her naked made his cock throb again.

Nadia looked at him, glancing down at his cock that had pushed another droplet of precum to the tip. "Oh, I do see. I think that can be arranged," she purred at him, pausing to drag her fingernails down his still clothed chest. "If you think you have the strength for it, I want you to strip as well." She reached for her shirt, slowly undoing it until it slid from her shoulders. She did a quick shimmy to get her pants off before she cupped at her breasts with both hands, moaning softly as she pinched her nipples through her bra.

Faelon moved a little too quickly, eager to please her as well. He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it away before he kicked his pants the rest of the way off and reclined back, revealing the long, lean muscles of his body. He wasn't as heavily built as the Saiyans; he was taller than they were, more slender and lithe, but his lightly tanned skin showed off the lines of his body well.

He groaned low in his throat as his eyes roamed over the creamy pale skin of the vampire. He bit the inside of his lip as he watched her cup her own breasts, teasing them through the fabric of her bra. He could smell her on the air and see the way the insides of her thighs glistened with her arousal. Her venom coursed through his veins, making him pleasurably light-headed, and he thought in that moment that he could very easily become addicted to her. The desire to join with her was so strong, he didn't know if he could resist much longer. "Please," he begged. He wanted to see her completely nude, for that vision to swim in his eyes as she bit and sucked him to completion. His cock ached almost painfully as it pulsed and pumped out another trail of his essence that slid down the side of his shaft.

Nadia was ravenous and eyed him leisurely as she reached behind herself and unsnapped her bra, popping her breasts free for him. It was a thrill to her that someone so stoic wanted to be controlled, wanted it taken away from him. "You have a lot of responsibilities at home, don't you?" she purred at him, "We both have an eternity. I could be your escape. I've become too addicted to your taste. You are too delicious. I do not think I could let you go, even if you said no." She spread her legs and reached down, parting her folds to show him, "Just look at how wet you make me."

Faelon forced himself up on his hands, meeting her eyes as he spoke, "I will never tell you no," he breathed. His eyes trailed down her body, drinking in every perfect curve, to her glistening center. His arms shook with the effort to sit up. "I believe I am just as addicted to you. An escape would be most welcome," he said, thinking over her words. He couldn't deny that this was a welcomed change of pace from his everyday existence. Especially now that he knew that his sister would be revived.

He licked his lips as he looked at the way she parted herself with her slender fingers. "You see what you do to me as well," he said with a soft chuckle. He tried to reach for her, but his other arm gave out and he collapsed back against the bed. A curse in his own language slipped from his lips and he fixed her with a stare. "Why must you torment me so?" he asked.

She smiled at him and moved to sit on his lap, moaning as his hardness was trapped against her center and she rocked forward for just a moment before she gave in and leaned forward to let him touch her, "Torment is so much fun when you have a partner."

Faelon cupped her breasts, moaning as he teased her hard nipples with his thumbs. He shivered beneath her as her warm center rubbed against his aching length. He lifted his hips to her, grinding himself against her. "Oh stars," he breathed as her wetness slid over him, slicking him. He lifted his face to suck at her breast, groaning at the taste of her skin on his tongue. He bucked up, trying to impale her with his hard cock, and whined when she didn't allow him entrance to her body. "Nadia, PLEASE," he begged and nipped at her flesh, catching a taut nipple in his teeth. He loved this, letting her be in control. Something about it thrilled him to his very core and he wondered how many nights like this he might have with her.

Nadia gave him a toothy grin and reached down to steady his cock between her fingers. "I am sorry, did you want something? I am becoming a bit hard of hearing in my old age," she teased as she rubbed the tip of his cock against her center, not quite letting him slip inside of her just yet. "Can't you just imagine how this will feel? How good it will be to release your seed into me?"

"Yes," he whimpered, feeling the tip of his cock brush against the hot, wet opening to her body. Oh, what had he gotten himself into? He wasn't used to being so weak and helpless like this. He tried to thrust up into her, but she raised herself with his movements, still holding onto his cock. He fell back against the bed with a whine. "I am older than you are," he corrected her in an impatient tone. He met her gaze with pleading eyes. "Nadia, please. Tell me what I must do. I'll do anything you command of me if only you grant me this," he begged. His cock ached, his balls swelling with seed. He was desperate to feel her hot body over his length. He slid his hands down to her hips and tried to pull her onto him, but it was useless. Her venom surged through his system and rendered him unable to do more than just lie there and beg.

Nadia almost felt remorse for him, how badly he wanted it. She smiled at him as she finally allowed herself to sink down on his length, gasping out as the hotness filled her, driving away the cold she usually felt. She cupped her lower abdomen, cradling him inside of her. "Good gods, you feel so amazing. So long. I can feel you pressing so deeply inside of me." She moaned at him as she began to raise herself up only to slam herself down, taking him all the way inside of her in one, firm movement. She moaned out at the feeling of his balls pressed up against her and she rocked back and forth for a moment, reaching behind her to cup at the tight orbs. "You do not have to do anything. Just lay there and take this pleasure I give you."

Faelon sobbed with relief as she finally plunged down onto his cock, enveloping him in her tight, velvet heat. He'd never felt such a divine pleasure like this. She was demanding, controlling, and he loved every second of it. She had reduced him to some wanton creature and he was at her mercy. He gasped and writhed beneath her as she rode him hard, her sex dripping around him. "Nadia!" he cried out as she teased his balls, squeezing them slightly in her hand. "More, milady. Please!"

Nadia threw her head back as she clenched tightly around him. His words inflamed her, never before had anyone called her milady. It brought a blush to her cheeks and she resolved to give him more pleasure than he could want and she quickly set a pace that would keep him guessing as she alternated between slow and deep to shallow and fast and everything in between. "Gods yes, Faelon!" she cried out as she tilted her head back, reaching down and taking one of his hands, bringing it to her breast.

Faelon was in pure ecstasy. His head fell back against the mattress as his back arched and he grasped her breast, kneading her flesh. "Y-You're incredible," he panted. He pinched at her nipple, rolling it between his finger and thumb. With every ounce of strength he possessed, he bucked up into her, crying out in sheer pleasure. He fought against his orgasm, wanting to draw out the experience for as long as he could. This was heaven to him.

She tilted her head back, moaning loudly as he touched her. His hands were like fire upon her cold flesh and the resulting feeling was beyond incredible. She finally gave up and settled for hard and fast, their hips slapping together, the bed creaking with each thrust. She greedily thought that she was going to be the first woman in an age to give him an orgasm. To take this intimate moment with him and make the stoic elf come undone. She leaned down, lifting his hand to her face and sucked a slender digit into her mouth, lightly biting it, pricking it so she could suck down the delicious blood. The sensations were too much and she threw her head back as she came, clenching tightly around him. "OH FUCK YES! YES!"

Faelon shouted with pleasure as she clenched around him, her body impossibly tight, and he let go, his orgasm consuming his entire being. "NADIA!" he cried out as his cock pumped torrents of hot cum deep into her body. Tears trickled from the corners of his eyes as he climaxed, his every muscle tense and shaking beneath her. He finally went boneless, his body covered in sweat as he tried to catch his breath. He gave a small, shaking laugh as he drew his finger across her full lips, painting a thin line of his own blood there. "My words fail me to describe how incredible you are," he breathed.

Nadia licked at her lips, moaning softly at the blood there. She opened her eyes and looked down at him. She could feel him inside of her. Even now, his cock still was having little spasms from the force of his own orgasm. She reached down, sliding her fingers into his silken hair. "It had been a long time for you, had it not? How many years... centuries did you go without?" she asked, looking into his eyes. They were incredible, not like human eyes. Something more mystical, deeper. Like he would be able to see her very soul if he looked hard enough.

He swallowed hard as she stared at him. "I cannot recall how long it has been," he answered in a soft voice. "My days are filled with work, protecting our forest, our home. My passion was once wasted on another who did not return the same to me. So I locked away that part of myself, dedicated my time to other ventures." He shifted slightly beneath her, feeling the mixture of their essences leaking out around their connection. He lifted his hand to run his fingers through her silky hair. "But you do something to me that I cannot fight. I do not want to fight it. My only fear is what will happen once our journey here is over."

Nadia leaned into his touch, considering him a moment. "Two immortals with an eternity to waste. I am sure we will think of something to do. I might be able to give you a century or two, but after that, we might have to see if it's going to work out." She gave him a sly grin and lifted off of him, gasping out as his length slipped from her flesh and she settled down between his legs, giving a languid lick to his cum slicked cock. "That is, if you want me around. I know vampires are not the most... desirable company."

He shivered as she licked at him. "I must disagree with you. I find you to be the most desirable company," he argued lightly and looked down his body to smile at her. He didn't know what would happen between them after this was over, what his father might say about him courting a vampire. Or what her kind might say about him. But he supposed they could work that all out when they got there. For now, he was going to enjoy every possible moment that he could with her.

Nadia paused in her cleaning to smile at him, giving his leg an affectionate squeeze. "I am pleased to hear that. Come, let us not waste our time tonight. I would so hate to scar Phoenix, should he return before I am thoroughly finished with you."

Author's Note: Dear gods, don't start in on me about them having babies. She's a vampire. Don't. Just don't.