Eat me, Bite me, Fuck me

Eat Me

Laura's head is somewhere between Carmilla's thighs. A warm sound is coming from down there, her body reacting favorably to it, wanting and craving more. Her hips roll upward, her core aching to be closer to that warm tongue.
Friction is good, the vampire thinks. Friction is very good.
Her left hand is clawed into her girlfriends comforter. Her other is scraping across Laura's scalp before clasping around locks of hair. She's gasping for air. Literally gasping. And she tries to say her lovers name.
It's only a whimper.
Laura's tongue presses harder against her, rubbing pleasantly over her clit.
A moan escapes the back of her throat when Laura's nails scratch harshly across her inner thighs, probably hard enough to leave small angry pink lines in its place.
She feels herself going over the edge. Thankfully, it's not the only time.

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"Oh my god you cannot be a virgin," Laura states, a sudden look of shock on her features.

Carmilla nods slowly, her hair falling into her face before she raises a hand to brush it back. They had been together for some time with only serious, and Carm meant serious, make out sessions. But every time it had come to the realm of the possibility of sex, Carmilla would always shy away. She talked a good talk, but there were still some things off limits to her.

"You have to remember it was a different time back then. Only- you'd call them prostitutes- had sex before marriage. And since I was turned before I could wed," Carmilla trails off and shrugs. "And of course the whole being locked in a coffin for most of the era."

Laura thinks hard at this, very hard as she even raises her index to her chin, and clicks her fingers.

"Then it has come the time for me to show you, oh vampire, the ways of the world."

If Carmilla is studying Laura's face at the time, she could swear there's a tint of dominance in her eyes.

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Carmilla is sitting on Laura's face. Her arms are folded and lay on the small shelf of her bed and her knees wobble with trying to keep herself upright and steady.
Laura's tongue and fingers are making that reality very difficult.
The vampires bare chest heaves, her thumb nail pressed between her teeth tightly.
Oh god this was good.
She closes her eyes as Laura's tongue slips inside of her again. Flicking upward, upward, oh fuck upward. Was it possible to move a tongue that fast?
Carmilla shudders.
Yeah, yes it is.
Carmilla is unable to retreat after her giggles devolve into groans and moans as strong arms are hooked over her legs from behind. Carmilla cannot even move upward to give some reprieve as small hands hold her hips firmly downward, over that hot mouth. She just simple quivers there, gritting her teeth as Laura's tongue runs over and over her as if she was the best damn thing she's ever tasted.
She has taken up grabbing Laura's hair in her hand when she's close. She does it now, hitching in a breath before moving her left hand to grasp strands. Her mouth is pressed against her right hand that still clings to the shelf for dear life. She had to have some stability or she'd curl in on herself, both hands knotted in honey blonde hair as her hips roll and her mouth opens in hot moans.
It makes Laura smile against her, and if Carmilla is being honest, it's that smile that makes her come.

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Laura is taking her from behind now. Carmilla's body is arched, the small of her back being pressed by Laura's hand, as the dildo plunges inside of her. It makes her cry out with pleasure, how Laura's right hand is grasping her hair and pulling, and Carmilla doesn't even care how hard Laura pounds into her.
All she needs is more.
She whimpers when Laura's voice is next to her ear and breathing, "I love fucking you like this."
It's her only reply when the well mannered girl licks Carmilla's earlobe and grabs her nipples between soft fingers.
The sweat, amongst other things, is dripping from her now. Carmilla's heart is thundering, her mouth going dry as Laura gently grabs her throat.
Oh god fucking yes!
Hands on collarbone scratching across pale flesh. She shudders, fucking hell how did Laura know all of this?
Carmilla tilts her head back onto Laura's shoulder, her hand flying into honey blonde hair, when she finally comes from the whispered lullaby, "Come for me, babe."
Shudders and groans wrack her body. Her mouth is no longer dry as Laura nips at her lips hungrily, her hand now on Carmilla's throat as she turns her slightly for a better angle.
She thinks she'll tell Laura she loved the strap on later. But for now, she just has to rest.
Waiting for Laura to take off the contraption and throw it onto the floor, Carmilla pulls at her arm and brings her down next to her. Nothing but cuddles awaiting her.

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"Spread your legs, babe."

Laura knows how much Carmilla loves the strap on.
The vampire complies, her hands resting on her inner thighs as she holds herself open for her lover. She bites her lip as Laura, none too nicely, suddenly moved her hips violently forward. Her head flies back as the dildo rubs against her walls; her mouth open and waiting as Laura's body lays on hers.
The kiss never comes and instead Carmilla sucks down on the finger that has been playing with her lips. She bites down, her smile masking her moans for a moment, until Laura took sweet revenge by thrusting harder into her.
She gasps, releasing the finger, and she bites hard against her lip when Laura says between thrusts, "Hold your legs open or I'll stop."
Carmilla's head spins. She slowly unclasps her fingers from the comforter and brings wobbly hands to hold her thighs open. She had been subconsciously closing them around Laura, trying to make them closer so those beautiful thrusts didn't go to waste.
Laura rewards her with a fevered kiss before she pulls Carmilla's hair and savagely kisses her jawline.
The whimpers aren't far off.
When she comes her hands slip from her thighs as she clasps them around Laura's hips, uncaring of the punishment that would soon follow for disobeying. She pulls Laura's hair, making the girl kiss her hard as she comes even harder.
She really, really loved that strap on.

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But not as much as she loves Laura's fingers. Her legs wrap around the girl as she sits on her lap, Laura's fingers inside her to the knuckle and moving at a devilish pace. Laura's mouth is around Carmilla's breast, her skilled tongue flicking across erect pink nipples, and it makes her shudder.
This is Heaven. Such heaven.
Laura's mouth moves up to Carmilla's collarbone, flicking across and leaving harsh hickies, before clamping over her throat.
"Fuck," Carmilla breathes as fingers curl inside her.
Not there. She couldn't last if Laura did that now.
She whimpers and rolls her hips harshly inward, her mouth open in a moan, as she feels blunt teeth scratching across her neck.

Laura loves that noise.
She makes Carmilla continue for another ten minutes before she'll allow her to come.
This was just too good to pass up.

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It's not always on one of the beds and Carmilla loves it. Her shoulders brush against wood, her back slamming into it as she flings her head back when fingers enter her for the first time in a week. Her leg is already propped with a tiny hand, Carmilla's left the only support she's got against the closet.
Which, if we're being honest, was not support at all with Laura being that close to her.
She holds onto dear life, which happened to be Laura's shoulders, when the girl rubs a thumb over her clit while simultaneously sucking on an already hickie ridden neck.
"More," Carmilla whispers, rolling into Laura's neck as she sucks harder.
She just needed a bit more.
Laura's eyes flash with deviance when she looks up into Carmilla's orbs and she kisses her softly before asking, "What do you want me to do to you?"
She shudders. Her hand wraps around the nape of Laura's neck and brings her in, devouring her lips with her own and greeting her mouth with a tongue.
A whimper, one that pleaded for more and want and pure ecstasy, "Anything."
Laura is the one to smile, her hazel orbs looking absolutely gleeful, as she moved her girlfriends leg to a different angle and thrusts deeper inside.
Carmilla grounds out a moan, her hitching breath ringing out in the small room and probably down the hall, her voice all but hoarse as she rocks her hips into those fingers.
It's easy for her to come hard against Laura's hand. It's pleasant even, how close she is to her.
Carmilla rests her chin on Laura's shoulder as she's ridden through her orgasm, her arms wrapped around the girls shoulders as she shudders softly.
Simple bliss.

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She doesn't know how she lasted so long without the delicious heat emitted from either of their bodies. She doesn't know how she could survive without Laura's hot breath in her ears whispering sweet nothing's as orgasm after orgasm rips through her body. She doesn't even know why she had denied herself such pleasures for centuries.

She doesn't know how the well mannered girl before her sitting at the desk could turn into such a dominant being when it came to such acts.
But the one thing Carmilla does know is that she'd rather have waited centuries more, live in ignorance for a little while longer, as long as Laura was the one to give it to her.

Smiling, Carmilla strides over to the desk and lowers her arms around Laura's chest.

A raspy whisper escapes her making her core ache and her cunt wet, "Care for some fun?"