Chiyako

Alicia is willing to share. For science.

Potentially an appetizer for what was to come Alicia felt the wolf's thick tongue sinking deeper within her folds as his maw closed in around her crotch. Toes curled and legs lifted, twitching with every little movement made within her body. Her hands had abandoned the wolf's head, moving instead to cover her face, to muffle her little gasps and moans and whimpers of bliss. She felt his hands drift along her thighs, further down her legs, even up her body to her hips and her belly and her chest. Clearly he had some experience in these matters. With the wolf's sleek muscle bottomed out within her tiny form Alicia couldn't even muster a coherent thought. Sure, she was experienced with providing oral services to others, but the same could not be said for her receiving it. It didn't help either that she avoided these sorts of things for so long, or that she'd worked up her own excitement earlier in the day in the course of her experiments. Already it was apparently that she was not going to last as long as he had. When Darion's tongue rolled within her body, not far from her core, Alicia's hips followed suit, moving in the same way as though he were in control of her. A sharp squeak erupted from the little vampire whenever his tongue managed to press against the spongey area within her body, striking against her g-spot. As the tongue pulled free from her sopping wet tunnel Alicia calmed slightly, growing still in the belief that he was finished, only to be surprised when his tongue slapped and rolled against her clit, and more so when it plunged right back into her folds. Hands even squeezed against her soft rump, pulling her closer, affording the invasive muscle just a little more advancement. Given their difference in size he was not too far off from her cervix. There was little warning as Alicia neared her climax. Her folds, already quite tight, clamped down against the wolf's tongue like a vice. Thighs squeezed in against the wolf's head, legs curling together over the back of it. Her hands reached to her sides, clenching at bedsheets, and with a lustful moan the vampire's back arched. Alicia's entire form twitched and shuddered as her climax coated the wolf's tongue, hips jerking and rolling into Darion's muzzle, locking him in place for the next minute while she rode out her release!

I would be fine with conflict or a truce. Alicia can flourish in either!

As it turned out werewolves actually did enjoy the same attentions that one might lavish upon a hound! They were sensitive behind the ears and beneath the jaw. Perhaps the same might be said for their bellies or the base of their tail. But that would require further experimentation which, at the moment, she simply could not reach. With her tights finally removed only her undergarments remained, at least if one was not counting her glasses. Kisses trailed along her flat stomach, the occasional nips prompting her to squirm in place. She didn't bother to settle her rump down yet, knowing fully what might come next. Hands dragged across her tender thighs, gripped upon the waistband of her panties, and as Darion's muzzle neared her womanhood the last bastion of defense was removed, tugged slowly down to reveal her fully. There was not a hint of hair upon her smooth mound. Beads of moisture had accumulated along the crevice of her tiny slit, her excitement more evident now than ever. Hints of pink flustering already tainted her otherwise pristine pale skin, her faintly pink clit barely exposed. Her entire body tensed up when Darion's eyes fell upon it, for she understood what came next. Her eyes narrowed, mouth left agape as the beast's muzzle planted a kiss against her sensitive nub. The next peck centered against her flower, drawing yet another hushed breath. Then came the onslaught of his tongue, first in a drag along her crotch, and then in a teasing circle against her clit. She bit at her lip to help conceal the little noises which attempted to slip free, however this defense collapsed as soon as the tongue started to drag more firmly against her body. When her soft lips were finally exposed by the man's sleek muscle Alicia finally broke her gaze, eyes clenching shut and head tilting back against the bed as a low moan emerged from the vampire. Legs twitched open, and another lap against her flesh exposed the healthy pink of her inner folds. She felt him push into her body, stretching open her tiny opening, which drew yet another hot breath from her. Now Darion could properly taste the berry-like sweetness of her nectar, already accumulated from her gradually developing excitement throughout the night. As his tongue circled against her sex the little vampire's hips began to move, slowly rolling in little circles in an effort to grind against the intrusion. Fuck I needed this.

Alicia focused upon the man's eyes, studying them while they glowed and, in the next moment, his form took on its true shape. An interesting note to mark in her journal, but at the moment her focus was elsewhere. Lips parted, breath emerging quietly as the lengthy canid tongue dragged across her soft pink flesh. She continued to wiggle upon the bed, toes curling while her partner played with her sensitive spots. "Well I don't have any fur" she mumbled, gasping in the next moment as her tiny breast was assaulted. When her hands were finally released she brought them down, fingers brushing through the wolf's fur, scratching softly at the back of his left ear and along his lower right jaw. Would he enjoy being treated like a hound? It was difficult to get so close to a werewolf, especially while they retained a good mood. Plenty to experiment with tonight. Hips lifted slightly off the bed as her skirt was tugged. One of her hands briefly ventured down to assist, unbuttoning the side so that it might slide away easier, only to return to tending to the wolf's ear. Now free from the skirt Darion could glimpse her white cotton undergarments beneath her black tights. They looked simple enough, although there was a tiny soft pink ribbon bow on the front near the center top edge. Still she kept her rump raised, assisting while her tights were slowly peeled away. Already her face was a bright red, embarrassment growing as she was disrobed, and while her expression remained aloof and her gaze locked upon Darion's it was becoming admittedly more difficult to hold her composure. This must be what a present feels like. If it could feel, anyway. "Well we will see how far things go. I am looking forward to a demonstration of your oral prowess."

My estimation is that he is not yet finished. It was hardly a moment later that Alicia found herself once again pinned to the bed, lips locked with Darion's muzzle and tongue yet again coiling around the beast's. Her face went red, eyes shutting until the embrace was broken. Sharp nips dragged at her jaw, drawing slight wiggles from the small woman. Of course. It must be said that they have exceptional endurance. Her head tilted slightly when Darion shifted back into his Human state. Once more she was assaulted by kisses, even little suckling attacks from the man's lips which trailed along her jawline. Which did she prefer? It was difficult to say given her limited experience. "Of course. Most of my experience has been with oral, whether it be giving or receiving. A few Humans in the past, even one or two vampires. Most women. Never a werewolf in their true form." She paused to further consider his question. "In a way I would prefer your true form, as I have less experience with it, and you are capable of controlling it. An exceptional job which deserves commendation. Although I am curious: which would you prefer?"

Of course!

Obviously the best option then would be to sneak Alicia in! Clearly! Just fake wolf ears and a fake tail. Totally works.

Imagine if poor Dairon had a phone and the Alpha had his number. Cockblocked by a meeting.

With the full weight of her expertise brought to bear Alicia found herself overwhelming the much larger male. The quickening of his breath, the pausing of his fingers, and then finally the retreat back to a relaxed position, no longer hunched over her tiny form. His defeat was inevitable, but then who could blame him? When it came to this sort of act she had plentiful experience and boundless time to perfect it. An advantage, I suppose, to limiting myself. I just have to not embarrass myself whenever I do decide to go all the way. A low howl emerged from her partner, and in that moment she felt his cock tense up. Knowing full well what came next Alicia's hands squeezed a little roughly, not to inflict harm but rather to keep him locked up for a brief moment. It would help with the release, help to pop him like a bottle of champagne, to make her job of milking him to completion easier. Her head lowered all the way, throat suckling while thick ropes of cum splattered against the back of it. A few droplets escaped from her lips only to be dragged back within her maw by her tongue. Only when she felt the throbbing lessen did she lift her head, keeping just the tip between her lips while fingers massaged at the base of the man's cock, and her tongue squeezed along the length with the aim of pushing any remaining fluids into her mouth. By the time she sat up Darion's shaft was left pristine, if not sleek with a combination of their fluids. She licked at her lips, lids parting to set her gaze upon his, hand reaching up to adjust her glasses. The faintest of smiles cracked through her otherwise aloof expression. "Delicious. Did you enjoy your reward?"

A shiver ran along Alicia's spine as claws brushed across the soft skin of her breast. They played with her nipples, teasing with light brushes and occasionally rolling between digits. It was certainly exciting, but her foe was not satisfied with this alone. For a moment she relaxed as large paws slid away from her chest, only to drag across her ass. Both hands squeezed against her squishy rump, and as she felt the beast's fur brushing across her back she realized what his true objective was. Careful pup. I don't want to bite you. Despite her thoughts Alicia's behind lifted slightly, knees scooting a little further apart to afford the man a little more space between her thighs. Easier access meant he was less likely to tear her clothes, or at least she hoped as such. Lower he went, dipping beneath her skirt, until she finally felt his fingers pressed against the crotch of her silken tights. A shudder ran along her entire body, cheeks heating up once more at the contact. Already her womanhood was a little warmer with her own growing excitement. He shouldn't be able to rub me directly as long as I still have the tights. Still, I should finish him quickly. I would rather not return home wearing damp undergarments. To that end the little vampire decided to further step up her efforts! The hand against Darion's sack actively sought out the heavy orbs stored within, massaging and rolling them specifically within her palm. Her other hand focused its attention at the spot where exposed flesh met fur along the base of the knot, thumb rubbing in small circles. She pulled her head back, drawing all but the tip from her lips, teeth gently scraping all the while against flesh, only to then suddenly force herself back down again to the knot. Within a few moments she had established a rhythm, bobbing her head along the entirely of his length, suckling roughly whenever she felt him enter the back of her throat. Her lengthy tongue moved in opposing directions, pumping along the length against the movement of her lips. Let's see what you taste like!

I am impressed! Typically their kind would lose control at this point, at least in their true form. Let's see if he holds long enough to climax. As Darion's hand brushed across her head Alicia's hands left from their positions. No longer would she need to keep her bangs held away. He was already trapped within her mouth. It also afforded her an opportunity to remove her satin gloves, each slipped away from her body and tossed back upon her blouse. She didn't want to ruin them with any stains, after all. The hand which had been tending to the base of the man's cock slipped lower now, fingers exploring the bulbous knot. Her other hand dipped lower still, cupping against his furry sack. Each set about massaging and groping. When she felt his hand caressing over her breasts the little vampire tensed slightly, gripping a bit tighter for but a moment before she settled down. I suppose it has been a while since I was touched like this. It might be best for me to finish him swiftly. Suddenly her tongue, which had coiled around most of the wolf's cock, tightened its grip, constricting like a snake around its prey. Her head lowered, drawing more of Darion's sensitive red flesh between her lips. Every inch that passed through was subjected to a dangerous pass against her fangs, but once it moved past that point it was treated with the hot moistened cavern of her maw. It wasn't long before her lips touched upon the wolf's knot. I would probably have to unhinge my jaw. I doubt I am fitting that inside. Not in this passage. Oh well. This should be enough. With her fingers playing against Darion's knot and sack and the rest of the wolf's cock sheathed within her mouth Alicia finally unleashed her proper assault against her temporary rival. Teeth pressed in, fangs pricking slightly against the intrusion, although not enough to draw blood. The ridged flesh of the roof of her mouth brushed against him as she suckled, as did the softer flesh of her throat. Her tongue, restricted to clinging tightly, now loosened enough so that it might pump along the trapped length like a wet sleek hand. He was trapped, and she had no intention of freeing him until he met his climax.

Thicker. It is going to be difficult fitting it inside. Especially the knot. A slight shiver ran along her spine. It was a mixture of both anxiety and excitement. A challenge to be overcome. Certainly a new experiment! As a hand played with her blouse Alicia's eyes lowered towards the white garment. His compliment also drew another flash of pink across her cheeks, but she was more focused upon his attire, as his wandering hand did bring up a good point. Her hands lifted up, working carefully at the little buttons that held her top closed. "Scientist thing? I am a scientist. It is no simple thing. But I do appreciate the compliment." When she reached the top of her blouse the vampire tugged at the black bow which tied it off. Any fabric which remained tucked within her skirt was tugged gingerly out before she slipped it off, setting it carefully upon a side table. She didn't bother to cover her naked torso. Her breasts were quite small, an A-cup at best, slight mounds with gentle pink areola already slightly perky from her growing excitement. "There. Now it won't get dirty" she mumbled, turning her attention towards Darion. Reaching forth with one hand Alicia gently grasped at the wolf's base, right above the knot. Soft fingers started to work, moving in slight jerking motions. Her other hand moved up to push her bangs out of the way. Thankfully her hair was already up in a ponytail. "It is time for your well deserved reward." Scooting closer on her knees Alicia bowed down, planting a single kiss against the red tip. Another followed. Then her tongue emerged, lapping softly against the hole. It continued to extend, coiling slowly down the man's length like a snake, although every so often part of her sleek muscle which emerged dragged purposefully against the same spot she'd kissed before. Only when the tip of her tongue neared her hand did she lower herself further, settling the very top of Darion's cock between her lips. Her eyes, up to now having been focused upon Darion's, now closed as the tapered head was slid into her mouth. Teeth and fangs alike played dangerously with her lover's flesh while she suckled softly upon her meal. Of course all of this was simply the prelude. Not bad. Let's test how well he can keep his control.

Did she want him to?! She didn't bother answering such an embarrassing question! Not that she could anyways. Again she was pressed into the bed, locking her gaze with his. Lust burned within the man's eyes. Of course she wasn't going to change her mind. They were going to have some fun. It was simply a matter of how far she planned on allowing it to proceed! Her eyes drifted down as fingers gingerly worked on the buttons of her red coat. At least he was being careful. When his hand briefly settled upon her cheek she lifted her gaze to meet his again. "I can handle bites" she began, although his offer gave her pause. A taste of fresh werewolf blood? Depending on what they did she might need it for recovery. "I find those terms acceptable." Slowly her coat was tugged free from her body, exposing more of her skin, primarily her arms and her shoulders as she still wore gloves and a loose white sleeveless blouse underneath, however there was enough exposed skin beneath her arms to know that she wore no bra. Not that she needed one given how small her chest was. Deciding to assist him the little vampire gently kicked off her shoes, wiggling her toes once they were free. She had a skirt and her tights, and beneath those were her undergarments. The most dangerous article to remove were going to be the tights, at least if he didn't want to break them. Again her eyes lowered a bit as the man worked on his pants. Red flashed across her face when they were dropped. As he started to transform she sat up, snatching up her journal to begin her sketches. The red upon her cheeks all but faded as she focused upon her work, pen moving in a blur while she jotted down whatever information she could retain. When the werewolf's cock shifted to its true form her eyes did widen a bit, and her pen did pause for but a second before it continued. "I am quick. And again, your terms are acceptable. I have experience with oral. It seems like the most obvious place to begin." In fact it only took a couple of minutes before she lowered the book, although she didn't immediately speak, instead pondering upon something. She even drew her pen to her lips in order to nibble upon it. Then with a nod she closed her journal and set it aside, sitting up on her knees upon the bed. A hand reached next to herself, patting against it. "I keep my word. It is only fair that you get your reward."

Once more she was laid out upon a surface, only this time it was far more comfortable and far more private. Her head tilted back, eyes nearly narrowing closed while a barrage of kisses landed against her neck and hands moved from her rump to her hips. She felt her body pressed close to his, hips rubbing together lewdly, and through it she also felt his excitement despite the many layers between them. It prompted her heart to beat a little more quickly. "W-well-" she began, only to be cut off by a squeak as he bit more roughly against her skin! When the man leaned away she relaxed upon the bed, focused now upon recovering from the constant assault of his lips. Crimson orbs trailed along scar-covered skin as it was exposed. Perhaps if she didn't know the tricks that she did then her body might even appear the same. Maybe even worse. But time and magic healed most things. "Scared?!" huffed the vampire, hands planting against the bed to sit herself up, however before she could Alicia found herself interrupted once more by the man's lips! This kiss was different. She felt his tongue invade her mouth, much larger than her own, and in a moment of surprise she found it overwhelming her own, wrestling and pinning it down. A bright shade of red filled her face, but she didn't simply lay back and take it either. Once the shock had worn off Alicia's smaller tongue coiled around Darion's, squeezing, almost stroking it while she pressed her lips firmly against his. For a solid twenty seconds she held it, suckling softly against his flesh, teasing at it occasionally with her fangs, until finally she broke it off. For a brief moment they were connected by a strand of their mixed saliva before she lapped at it with her tongue. "Why would I be scared?" she asked, lifting a hand slightly to her side. Words were uttered in an ancient tongue, fingers closing together, hand twisting. Behind them the door clicked as it locked on its own. "You were far safer in the public's eye. Here I can freely access a majority of my tricks." She paused to let the information sink in before she sat up, returning her hand to her glasses in order to fix them. Her free hand lifted, extending one finger. "I have a few rules. First: try not to tear my clothes. I am small. I need to get them fitted. I enjoy the quality work." A second finger extended. "Second: I am tougher than I appear. Pending how far we actually go with this, feel free not to hold back too much. That said, I am not the biggest fan of pain." Three fingers were now extended. "Finally: if it doesn't bother you too much, I would like to play with your true form. We can start as we are, but I have yet to study your kind in such a state this close. At least a living, willing specimen." Pillow talk certainly was not her strength. Reaching into her coat, she would remove her journal. "Also if you didn't mind, and if you are capable of controlling yourself, I would love a sketch of your true form. I will allow you to ejaculate within me should you comply with this request."

He did have a fair point. Having only just arrived, it would be a simple matter to pack up and leave. Nor had he bound himself to any one female like she suspected the others in the pack did. "Formidable? No, I would be your last." Although he certainly does hold most of the cards in our current battle. A brow was arched. He might be willing to stay with her? Actually that could be quite amusing. A non-thrall werewolf. It would anger some of the others. Stirring up trouble isn't worth the potential interference. On the other hand, having a werewolf around which I could study would be a boon. Another point well made: he could stay in the town. However that came with its own issues. He wouldn't be out of reach from the pack or the coven. Not to mention the New Haven coven, if they ever decided to visit. Given what she was told she doubted if they would care about the presence of Humans during their hunt. Her face, which had finally cooled off, was tinged with pink again. "I suppose this is true" she mumbled. Technically what they were going to do, no matter how far she decided to take it, would put them in that role. But as long as she treated it as an experiment it should be fine. Focus on the science. I can do that much. A nod was directed towards the desk clerk as they entered the hotel. On they went past the lobby and down one of the hallways. She felt his thumb brushing against her hand, returning the gesture with a gentle squeeze. Was she nervous? No. I don't even know how far I am going. I suppose it has been a long time regardless. Suddenly she was snatched up off the ground! Again! Instantly her face went red, eyes widening in surprise. Hands gripped at the man's arms, only to loosen a bit as lips pecked at her neck, drawing a hushed breath from the short woman. "O-only vulnerable to an extent!" she nearly squeaked, wiggling while she was dangled, although as he nipped at her skin she tensed up. "A-at least make it into the room" Alicia grumbled, reaching a hand back to assist with opening the door.

With the commotion settling down Alicia took a moment to look towards a few of the people still watching them. She gave the Humans a brief nod meant to calm any fears they might have had that something malicious was taking place. There was no purpose behind frightening the mortals, at least not in the moment. When she turned her gaze back towards Darion she reached out, accepting his hand with a gentle squeeze. Before she knew it the two were off! Already she had begun to calm down. It mattered little: she had decided upon the night's experiment, and she aimed to see it through. Her eyes remained forward, expression aloof again. "I won't be in any amount of trouble that I cannot handle. There are few vampires that I know who are older, and none which would dare to punish me. Scold, perhaps. Mock. I don't really care. Most know it. I do as I please." Her gaze turned up towards the man, and though her face remained unchanged her tone took on almost a hint of playful energy. "You are the only one who has to worry. It is you who have the last chance to back out. You are new to your clan. Perhaps if they chase you away you might be able to find some safety at the castle, although probably as a thrall. Which, I am certain, you would find unacceptable." She leaned in closer, pressing her shoulder against his arm while they walked. "What would a member of the pack say if they saw us now? Walking hand in hand. We appear as though we were lovers."

Red orbs narrowed briefly into a glare as he mocked her, but they relaxed just as quickly when he finally pulled away from her. She couldn't lie about her own excitement. Wolves had good enough hearing, and an excellent sense of smell. If nothing else they were good at sniffing out lies. Slowly she sat up, one hand moving to fix her glasses. A faint red lingered across her face as hands continued to trace along her thin form. Even she understood what was behind his suggestion of a hotel and, more lewdly still, the alleyway. Perhaps if they were on better terms she could suggest their mansion, but then he was also new to the pack. There wasn't any way that would work. I really am considering this, aren't I? Her gaze trailed off to the side towards the wrapped food. Reaching over, she picked up the sandwich, inspecting it while she considered her options. This sort of thing was probably forbidden on both sides, at least within their specific groups. Not that she cared much for the rules. Normally she would say no too, but this was different. This was about as close a study as she could get on multiple overlapping subjects. Fuck it. The sandwich was held out towards Darion as she slipped off the table, free hand reaching down to fix her clothes. "Let's find a place then. If you ruin it then you are paying for the damages."

The vampire nearly smiled upon hearing the soft beginnings of a whimper. A draw, perhaps? Already the red had remained plastered across her cheeks and ears, but Alicia felt it grow warmer once more as the hand upon her rump tightened its grip. She found herself lifted off the ground with ease due to her apparently frail figure and the wolf's increased strength. Again she was caught off guard. The bomb, perhaps? A surprised gasp left her as she found herself pinned upon one of the tables, startling a few nearby onlookers, a few of which had still been enjoying their own meals. Another kiss touched upon her skin, this time against her neck! She shivered at the contact and bit at her lip to muffle any obscene noises which might have otherwise escaped. Then came another kiss. And another! But they weren't moving up. No, they were moving down to her pale shoulder, exposed now as her coat had been jostled to the side. "W-we're in public" warned the little vampire in a hushed voice, legs twitching together as lips assaulted her neck. "You are the one who is excited." As far as physical strength went she was entirely outclassed, at least without the assistance of her arcane arts, or a few of her potions. However she had access to neither of these now. Most of her potions were hidden away with her other things, and using her arts here would draw too much attention. It was certainly a dangerous situation, one which had her heart racing and her normally aloof expression shattered. He could potentially strike a near-fatal blow, weaken her enough that she might be forced to draw blood from other mortals, or to slow her enough to get others of the pack. Perhaps it would also draw attention to him, but he was already on the run, and she knew the wolves were more willing to sacrifice themselves. She was vulnerable. This is kind of exciting.

Caught off guard by her own contemplation, Alicia's cool demeanor faltered for but a moment as a large hand squeezed at her rump! Her face went red, even her ears, and embarrassment broke her otherwise bored expression. As the man's fingers dug against her squishy rump he'd also find her own fingers gripping tightly at his cheek while her entire body tensed up from the sudden attack! Thankfully she realized this quickly and not a moment later did she loosen her grip. This one is brazen! Is this what flirting is in this era? Before she could compose herself for a proper response the man had leaned down and locked lips with her own. Her face was already hot with embarrassment, but now her heart was also hammering within her chest! Again she tensed up, unable to offer much in the way of a response. Not that she didn't know how to kiss, of course. This wasn't her first time! But she had not been expecting such a move. When the kiss was broken Alicia's gaze nearly twitched aside. They were still in a battle of wits and wills, and she was too proud to simply give in. Still, it had definitely given her pause, and she all but forgot about the hand gripping upon her ass. Lips were the true battleground. Probably. One hand is occupied with his food. The other-ah. Yes. There. We're still in the street. Can't go too far. Her response came not in the form of words, but instead through a direct counter-offensive! The hand upon the man's cheek brushed down along his neck, only to suddenly grasp at the crook where it met his shoulder. She pulled him in, locking lips, eyes half shutting though remaining fixated upon him. Unlike the wolf she did not linger, or keep it light. Her abnormally long tongue slipped forth between Darion's lips, coiling against his, the tip curling back to tease it. Only once her partner's sleek muscle was fully drenched with her slightly sweetened almost berry-like taste did she finally remove herself from his mouth, pulling away. Her feet settled down flat against the ground. Despite the hammering of her heart her expression had returned to normal. "Life is simply one experiment after the other. Also, this is how you properly kiss." Releasing her grip upon his shoulder she allowed her hand to slip down along his chest, patting her palm once over his heart. "Your food will grow cold if you do not eat it." This is somewhat enjoyable.

If only there were more like me. To imagine all of the research that might get accomplished! A brow arched when the man moved in closer and hinted at the boundaries. Did he not simply mean physical boundaries? She was admittedly not adequately learned in these things. Games. Teasing. Flirting, if it could be classified as such. Weaknesses she had yet to overcome, and yet they were always so low on her to-do list. Science was more important. When she felt his hand tracing along her hip the vampire's cheeks flushed with pink, although her expression remained unchanged. A futile effort to cover up her embarrassment, but she could do little else in this situation. The only path open to her now was forward. She could not lift herself much higher, not without climbing on him. Instead she removed the hand from her glasses, settling it instead against the man's cheek. A thumb brushed softly against it while she spoke. "Is that not the most exciting part of any scientific study? The discovery of something new and unexpected? I would have it no other way." Okay, perhaps that is not completely true. Preparation is important for avoiding certain uncertainties. It sounds nice without further thought. What might Miana say in this situation? How long am I supposed to keep my hand here? Is that the battle? What is it that I do now? Lock gazes. Let him make the next move. Follow up with some other witty remark. Perhaps whoever disengages first loses.

Cheese steak. If they didn't use garlic I could try it, however garlic is a widely utilized spice these days. Can't risk it. Smells delightful. Shame. Another valuable bit of information: they probably were not the academic sorts. Not like she was. If they didn't properly conduct their research then it meant they were more brazen in their actions. Aggressive. Assertive. Carefree perhaps. Easily manipulated. A shame then. But perhaps they still collect interesting trinkets or books. Not a complete loss. She nodded once while she continued to listen, continued to walk close alongside the werewolf. He made a good point. An alliance would strengthen both sides. She would personally not be against it. It would allow her the ability to more closely study their kind, perhaps even gleam more information about their spiritual rituals. Might it function like our arcane arts? Alicia nearly bumped into the man as he came to a stop. "I suppose it is a combination of factors. If it were only a matter of feeding then you would be correct: an alliance would come easily between our people. Two leadership personalities are unlikely to yield what power they hold. Even Miana, as compassionate as she is, fits the type, and she is not the only one of our kin within the coven who fits that personality type. Siding with your kind might be interpreted as weakness, and that might fuel infighting. Your clan always has an alpha. I would not be surprised if there were also those within your faction who might feel similar about any alliance." A sigh escaped from her lips, gaze lowering slightly to the man's chest. "Past conflicts leave deeper memories, and while your kind will perish much sooner these wrongs are typically passed down from one alpha to the next. A majority of your alphas have perished in combat, if I am not mistaken. Old grudges are refreshed with the appointment of a new alpha. We do not forget whatever wrongs befall us, some have had hundreds of years to harbor ill feelings. Erasing that is not a simple matter. One must also consider concessions. We were here before your people were. Some on our side would want concessions that some on your side would be unwilling to give up. Personally I would be fine with an alliance, but there are concessions I would request which might refused. While Miana does in a way represent us we are not dominated by a hierarchy to the same degree that your people are. You would not be negotiating with a single entity. This would also make any negotiations difficult." The teasing drew Alicia's crimson orbs up to meet with Darion's once more. One hand lifted, pressing at the bridge of her glasses to adjust them, while the other settled upon her hip. Pushing up on her tippy toes to get even closer, she decided to have a little fun herself. "What might you mean by that? I have no issues with boundaries" she replied, her aloof tone and expression unbroken.

The trip from her quarters over to the showers had not taken long, but Zeeva had grown quite comfortable within Zac's arms by the time they had arrived. It was a nice little break to catch her breath. Even so, the little alien had not reached her own climax! Worse still, Zac's cum had kept her body abuzz with excitement! More shower sex! Yay! Wait, he said he wanted to wash off and sleep. Maybe no sex? Well I guess that would be okay too. As she was set down upon the chilled floor Zeeva made her way to a wall, leaning against it for support. Her cheeks and her chest and her crotch were still all faintly tinged with pink. Hands clasped together in front of her, fingers anxiously wringing against each other as she fought back her lust. When she was addressed her gaze raised, stopping for a moment on Zac's already hardened length, only to continue in the next moment to his face. "Zeeva would like this" she replied with a smile, nodding quickly. Maybe washing off would calm her down.

I'm all fine with it! WIll probably respond tomorrow.

"Well of course you do" she mumbled. "I meant which item. Also my kind can also eat food. We are simply not required to do so." Unfortunately Alicia couldn't really make out what was on the menu, as the people ahead of her were too tall. It was one disadvantage of being so short. But then the advantages made up for it, at least for someone like her. She did remain silent while he spoke of the new coven, jotting down mental notes to record for later. They didn't sound very pleasant. "Boredom? They fail to notice the pointlessness of such wonton cruelty. That makes them boring. Even so, it might be worth investigating them further. I do wonder what tricks they have developed, what secrets they hold." Her arms crossed in front of her, fingers tapping at the sleeves of her coat in thought. Vampires as old as she was? As old as Miana? They would be proper foes were she so inclined towards honorable combat. But then when push came to shove she didn't play fair. Combat was only a means to an end, and only when necessary. "I care not who leads the castle or the lands, so long as my experiments go unhindered. Even so, I doubt if we would take kindly to intruders upon our lands. Even Miana might have issues if the current balance is disrupted. If your clan runs into these vampires and we were made aware of their presence, one or two of us might be inclined to check it out. The forest covers a lot, but bright lights in the night are quite visible from the castle" she suggested. "I doubt they know the terrain. They would play it safe. Attack in the night."