Unwritten/Chun/Vampire/sneakily get a taste

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You play along with his desires, you figure since you'll be sating your desire for blood on him it's only fair if he gets to sate his sexual desire on you. besides, It might be his last chance to enjoy himself if this gets out of hand. You reciprocate his advances and urge him on. "You can skip the foreplay." You tell him, impatient to get this over with. Your body feels ready enough to take him, the bloodlust seeming to have much the same effect on you as sexual arousal.

"okay babe, you asked for it!" He cheerily states as he all but tears off your patchwork pants and finds you aren't wearing any undies. He pulls up your raggs, baring your firm chest. Wasting no time, he grabs your hips and presses your body against him. You release him from his pants and put the head of his dick on the opening of your pussy.

He roughly pushes himself inside all the way and his balls slap against your ass as you wrap your legs around his waist. He does you hard and fast, not worried about how you are feeling. Good, you'd feel bad about this if he were a good guy. You move your hips against his and he's soon ready to blow his load. It's now or never, you think to yourself as you wrap your arms around him and hold him close. Spasming your pussy muscles you fake an orgasm, setting him off. you use the opportunity to bite down on his neck softly, the taste and feel of his blood is delicious as it runs up your fangs and in your mouth. For a moment, you lose yourself and the two of you hold eachother in a blissfull embrace for different reasons. When you feel his breathing get ragged and his pulse slowing, you return to your senses and quickly draw back your fangs.

He's lying under you, still buried inside of your box. When you raise your head, he looks up at you drowsily. "Hehe, sorry babe, I'd love to do you again but you really wore me out. That was the best orgasm of my life." You smile down at him, remembering how you felt just before you passed out when you were bitten, you guess the victim gets something out of it too. You kiss his neck and lick off any blood stains, he doesn't have any reason to suspect anything except that you're making out with him. He returns the attention and lazily touches your body. His movements slow and clumsy. Can't blame him tho, seeing as how you sucked the life out of him quite literally.

You on the other hand feel really good and full of energy, you haven't felt this good since you were attacked at the mansion. In fact, you've never felt quite this good before. It's as if your body is brimming with energy and you have this satisfied feeling deep inside, as if you just had a massive orgasm even though you didn't actually orgasm at all. You're eager to go out there and do.. you don't know what, just something, anything really.

You :

Leave your victim there and wander the streets looking for something to do.

Ask where he lives and carry him back home since he obviously can't stand anymore.