Qrow.

Chapter 25 | Toys

It's commonly accepted that vampires are the kings of lust. Where it's true that they crave it, witches truly feed off of it. The psychical embodiment of sin is what drives the blood in their veins. For someone who's been dangerously deprived of sex for years, it was like finally getting a drink of water after crawling through the desert.

Dusk's pale skin thrived under Ryan's touch. She imagined this was what it felt like to take ecstasy. Her mind was almost on a different planet. For once, she felt like a princess instead of a dirty inmate. Feeling how small her waist was in his hands only made him want her more. He never thought he was going to enjoy this. Initially he only wanted to do this to earn her trust, but now? Now he was falling for the feeling of her body wrapped around his.

Her slender body rested between his legs. She arched her back, feeling the pressure between her hips. For a creature hundreds of years old, she was pretty damn tight. If you've got dark magic on your side, though, you could probably manage to preserve your body well. Dusk moaned for him quietly. As much as she wanted to scream until her throat was sore, she didn't want anyone to find out what was happening.

"Mhf," She panted, "You're so big."

Dusk's hands grasped the sheets under her, bawling into fists. Her voice, though raspy and unisex, had a certain sex appeal to it. He found it enticing, especially when she was moaning his name. Ryan yanked her forward into his lap. She gasped, relaxing when her eyes settled on his.

"I don't want you to stop." She said.

He hummed softly, kissing across her collar bone, "It's getting late, love. I couldn't live with myself if I left you without an orgasm, though. Get on your hands and knees for me?"

With a happy smile, she repositioned herself. The attention he'd given her was addicting. No one ever cared about her like this. His touch was so delicate and loving. That's all she really needed was someone to love her. This half of her, that is. The other half preferred to be defiled. He knew damn well he had to play to both sides of drastically split personality.

Ryan had been delicate so far. He made the little princess happy, but it was time he fucked up the raw, nasty bitch that lived inside of her; The one who had burned all those villages and created all that disease. The half that made her so evil, and came out the second Ryan started to fuck her like an animal.

Her hair fell over her shoulder, off her neck. He was so busy fucking her he almost didn't notice the marking on her skin. Key word: almost. The second he saw it, though, he couldn't stop noticing it. Her lustful howls pulled him back into the moment.

"Harder, Baby!" She begged, "That's it, fuck, fuck!"

He pulled out of her for a small second to flip her on her back. She moaned rather whorishly when his cock slipped back inside of her. His hands found their way around her neck and held her down while he defiled her. The pain made it even greater than it was. He was the animal she so desperately needed to make her feel alive again.

A growl escaped his mouth. He was tempted to drink her blood. Surely Shae would notice in the morning if she had puncture marks on her neck. Besides, he didn't know what could come from drinking a witch. All creatures blood have different effects on vampires. He wasn't going to take the gamble that it could fuck him up.

Dusk reached up to his face, scratching down his neck. He groaned some but wasn't took affected by the way her sharp nails drew blood. She continued to claw at his back as she reached a cosmic orgasm. For a moment, he saw the sweet princess return. That made him take his hands off her neck quicker than he thought he would.

He hovered over her while he caught his breath. Pulling himself out of her, he stroked his cock a few times until he released on her stomach. Ryan buried his head in her neck, planting soft kisses. Her ashy skin felt like pure silk under his sinful lips.