Daylight\\A.I. & C.H.

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Ashton and Claire

Claire presses Ashton into her closed door as she claims his mouth with hers, the feeling of them like none she's ever felt before. He grips her tight to his strong warm body, his hands hot on her exposed flesh before he forces his tongue into her mouth, making her moan. Her mind floods with the taste of him, his heart pounding in his chest making the blood swoosh loudly in his veins.

She breaks away and takes a step back, feeling light headed and dizzy, bringing her hand to her temple as she tries to control her Hunger.

"Whats wrong?" Ashton asks her, leading her to the bed so she can sit.

"I'm sorry," she whispers, "I haven't fed today. Maybe I should go down and get a pack. I'll return shortly."

"No," Ashton stops her when she stands, pulling her back down before holding up his wrist.

"You're willing to be a Source?" she asks him.

"I don't know what that means, but here," he jerks his wrist, "I'm willing to be anything."

She smiles and takes his arm, bringing his wrist to her mouth as he watches intently, his mouth parting open. Her teeth bare and his breath increases with anticipation and curiosity, not remembering it from last night, but now wanting to experience it. She forces her teeth into his flesh and he hisses before he whines, the pull of the blood making him feel high again.

"Why does it feel so good?" he asks breathily, confused at the drug like high mixed with pleasure that floods his body, making him want her terribly.

"I don't know," she gasps, removing her plump lips to take a breath and answer him.

She goes back to sucking watching his face that relaxes in satisfaction before his brows push together and he groans, making her stomach flip as she smells his want. His heart thumps loudly in his chest again as his body produces the aroma of his longing, making her stop to give to it to him. She climbs into his lap and kisses his gaping mouth, easily finding that delicious tongue of his as she becomes consumed by a force out of her control.

Confusion assaults her mind, wondering why she too would want a human so bad, before she pushes it away to be in this moment fully. She grips his shirt and pulls it over his head, exposing his fit tanned physic, making her mouth water. He smiles at her taking him in, watching her eyes as the gold ring around her pupil shines bright, acknowledging it must be an identifier for her Kind.

He kisses her, wanting to kiss no other lips again as he lifts her dress over her head, leaving her naked in his lap. His breath catches at the sight, his hardness pressing tightly against his jeans as he runs his hands over her cool body. She whines at his touch, dropping her head back as she begins to breathe for two. He leans in and licks her chest, her skin like a nectar he must ingest for sustainability.

She moans as he sucks on her skin, moving up to her neck as she unbuttons his jeans, her aching driving her to get the connection made. Her hands grip him once she frees him from his denim prison, getting his pants pulled off and he moans, biting her neck. She gasps as she falls into him, wrapping her arms his neck and feeling his blood pump through his jugular, calling to her.

"Careful, Honey," she warns him breathily, "I can't bite your neck."

He pulls away as she runs her fingers over his vein, her chest heaving at the blood pulsing against her touch as he asks, "Why not?"

"I could kill you," she says honestly.

"I trust you," he admits as he grabs her backside and lifts her onto him, slowly sliding her down his length.

"Oh my god," she pants as she stares into his eyes, never feeling anything like this before.

"Fuck," he moans, never experiencing such intense pleasure, already feeling the knots at the base of his spine.

She rolls into him beginning a delicate rhythm and he whines, grabbing her shoulders to stop her as he rests his head on her shoulder, panting, "I'm not going to last long."

"Here," she lifts her hand to mouth and bites her wrist before turning it to him.

"What?" he asks looking at the blood oozing from her wound to her face.

"It makes you stronger, it will help if you want this to last."

He grabs her wrist and brings it to his mouth, wanting to be inside her for hours if he can, before he licks the sweet fluid from her pale skin. Her chest heaves as she watches his tongue flick off her skin, feeling something in her chest tighten, ready to spring. He presses his lips around the four puncture marks and sucks, slowly filling his mouth with her sweet sweet serum.

Claire gasps, her chest exploding as he draws her prana and she becomes lightheaded with emotion, trying urgently to regain her breath. She whines as her mind makes the connection to the old lore, confounding her as she begins to grind into him, astounded that she would be blessed in this way. He moans against her wrist as she becomes frantic, using her thighs to slide him in and out of her.

He lowers her wrist and licks his lips, watching her face twist up in pleasure, fueling his desire and own gratification. She grips his neck and bounces faster, starving for him, this person she never thought she'd meet. Controlled by the force taking over her he grabs her thighs and flips her onto her back, forcing their bodies to become one as he dives deep.

She whines out as she arches her back as his quick hips, each thrust a wave through her body she's never felt before. He begins to breath heavy his mortal body layering with sweat as he rolls into her, loving her reactions to his pleasure. Desperate for it to last he grabs her wrist and pins it to the bed, lowering his mouth back to her skin.

"Ah" she whines as he swallows her blood, gripping her arm tightly he takes another pull. She gasps at his strength, perplexed and proud at how quickly it affects him before she grabs his jaw, pull his face away to look into his eyes, his pupils wide, but his own natural green and caramel brown looming back at her. "Careful, you could over dose," she warns before whining as he now effortlessly rocks into her, his breath still heavy but controlled, signifying a long night of pleasure.

He moans while she stares into his eyes and brings his mouth to hers, licking her blood from his lips as she whines, overwhelmed at finding him before she moans against his lips, "Perpetuum ligati."