He slams her hard on the wall and separates the kiss, locking eyes with his love. His life. The only woman that has finally made sense of his 150 years of existence. “You're beautiful. ” He whispers.
She smiles pleasurably at him, “I know.” Then, she brought her lips to his. “Make me yours, again. My love, one last time.” Her voice was sad.
“One last time?” His voice almost cracked.
“One last time.” She promised him. And he forcefully pressed his lips on hers, wanting that hunger. Wanting that love that they both feel for one another but know they have to let it go. As the kiss got hungrier and hungrier, it also became soft, gentle, and desirable. He softly picked her up, making her wrap her legs around his waist, and he adjusted her weight on his hands. He walked over to the bedroom while carrying her and softly lay her on the bed, never leaving her lips.
He softly trails his lips to her jawline and back to her ear, making her whine in satisfaction and feeling every touch from him calling most intimate desire come out and wanting him more. He goes down to her neck, smelling her fantastic scent. It wasn’t just her blood; it was that natural scent she had. And no matter how many times he would smell it, that scent was always beyond his expectations.
He smiled and placed a soft kiss on her neck, making them both smile softly. The more pleasure he felt, the more he wanted to stab his fangs on her, but he kept himself from penetrating them. Even though they both knew they wanted to, they both also knew it wasn’t possible this time. If anyone found a mark on her neck, her family would know something was happening, which couldn’t happen. Previous times when he has penetrated his fangs on her, it has always been during the winter when she could wear a scarf, and no one would know since everyone has to pretend they are cold and would have to wear winter clothing.
He softly sat on his knees and brought her back up, never leaving her mouth, and they both took each other's shirt off. They locked eyes, both seeing the sadness in their eyes, but also knew they didn’t have a choice. “I love you.” He told her, containing his tears.
“I love you more.” And with those last words, he ripped her bra, pants, and underwear off, and she tore his. She flipped them around with passion and force, making him smile in satisfaction, and sat on him, making them both cry in pleasure.
Even though they both have felt each other so many times, each time it was like they both were able to reach the stars, though this time was different. It was different because they were saying goodbye. They were saying goodbye to a relationship that started 4 years ago. Even though they have known each other for 5 years and kept their feelings from one another, it wasn’t until a year later that they both realized they were feeling the same and decided to be together, in hiding.
As she rocked herself on him, making his wet dick harder with every move, he couldn’t wait to come. Though neither of them could believe he would be inside of her and ejaculate inside of her for the last time, He roughly flipped them around, and he started to rock inside of her faster, making them both exhale in excitement. “Ohh, baby!” He exhales in pleasure.
“Can! Can!” She yells, not being able to contain her pleasurable words and feeling how every cell of her responds to every touch, kiss, and stroke he does on her. He sat on his knees again, brought her up, flipped her making her breast touch the cold wall, and caged her with his hands as he placed them on that hard wall.
They both start moving their hips in rhythm. “Fuck!” They both yelled in pleasure, and they both came simultaneously opening their mouths in satisfaction and showing their fangs to the four walls that surrounded them.
He falls back, and she falls with him. She moves to his left side and turns to look at him and then at his albatross tattoo, but he doesn't look at her. Looking at her right now is just too painful. “I’m going to miss you.” She whispered. He let out a tear, and it rolled down his cheek. She brought her hand to it and caught it on her index finger, and then she wiped her tears.
