Bloody Lonely

Part 7

Wow! Apparently nothing put Andrew off, when he had sex in mind! I grinned up at him, face flushed with his blood. "You always have been very resilient."

Andrew smirked at me cockily, raising an eyebrow. "Absolutely. But so have you, my darling. You are the strongest, most spirited woman there has ever been. I had to find my way back to you, somehow."

I sat back, withdrawing my hand from his erection. "Andrew, I wish to lay with you, as your partner, but I carry the vampiric infection, and Andy Biersack is human-"

Andrew immediately looked devastated. "-Please tell me you'll not deny me because of that? You know as well as I do that the risk of transmission from a woman to a man is low, (Y/N)! I've been seeking you out for thousands of years, all I have is one night, please-"

I rolled my eyes. "-Oh stop being so melodramatic, Andrew! You know I could never resist your charms, you silly bastard!" Andrew brightened at that. "Of course I have a plan! And it's a good thing, too! We wouldn't want to infect Andy Biersack, and have you stuck in there forever!" Andrew grunted and conceded the point with a nod and a wave.

"So- humans have devices for prevention of pregnancy and disease transmission. I figured we could use them as well. Since their invention, I have always kept them, always hoped. I have gloves to protect your fingers, saran wrap and dental dams, and more condoms than most super markets-"

Andrew grabbed me by the waist and foisted me up and then down towards him, until I was laying by his side."-I love you! You are a genius!"

Andrew kissed me, our first lingering kiss. I was scared to open my mouth, absolutely terrified. But he waited, and, eventually, I let his strange, small, warm, fat, blunt, human tongue in. I was surprised to find that it did not disgust me. Rather that, because it was Andrew, because the flesh caressing against mine was his, it felt incredibly erotic. Carefully, I wrapped my tongue around his, sliding gently, and was satisfied to hear him groan in the back of his throat.

I felt one of his hands on one of my breasts, kneading it like bread dough. I reached for his erection and was pleased to find it hadn't flagged. It had been so long. Hesitantly, I gripped it, and stroked its hot length, slowly. Instantly Andrew began kissing me with more fervor, before pulling away after a few moments. "Wench, get your implements at once! I am desperate for you!"

I was surprised to feel shy in the moment, though I was already bare. Nudity wasn't the issue. "Andrew, it has been so long, I don't know that I remember how. I want to, I want you, I feel desire-"

Andrew kissed my nose. "It's alright, don't be embarrassed. I had long forgotten myself. However, um, my body's pilot gave me a refresher, so to speak. Let me guide you, my darling. Tell me if you are uncomfortable, or if you like something, eh?"

Reassured, I fetched all the things I had hoarded in the hopes that this very moment might one day come: all manner of gloves, condoms, saran wrap, dental dams, and finger cots. Andrew snatched a glove and popped it on, looking excited. "Lay back my sweet, and spread your alabaster thighs. Let me see if I can't help fan that fire of yours."

Dim memories told me this should be fun, but I couldn't quite recall why, as I did as he asked. As soon as Andrew slipped his hand between my thighs, I remembered! Ah! I gripped Andrew's other hand, completely overwhelmed by the pleasurable sensations as he stroked me.

Soon I found myself curling my toes and shaking uncontrollably. Andrew looked over at me and licked his lips. "I've waited inconceivably long to see you so, (Y/N). You're so radiant, my eternal huntress."

I felt a desperation at his words, a keen need that overcame my senses. "Andrew!" And then, a turning of my senses; I blossomed, a massive release in Andrew's arms as ecstasy thrilled through my body in waves. I must have shouted or groaned, but was only conscious of the rapture that I felt as I melted in Andrew's embrace.