"W-What?" Warwick gasps in surprise at the turn. "How do I get her in her home without anyone realising?"
Siti shrugged. "There are only a couple of people present. Should not be that difficult." She smiled. "Besides, you are a vampire and your opponents are mortals. With tools at hand, it should be quite easy to deal with them~" She walked to the wall and pushed it - the wall opened showing a secret passage. "This will take you to an underground garage. A van is parked there, keys inside. You can use it." She glanced at unconscious woman. "I don't care what you do with the woman, just make sure she is found by councilor in his house, and leave her in such a way to give him a massage not to fuck with us." She snarled. Spoiler: Sheet Warwick Mackay Attribute: Mental** Social** Physical* Skill: Academics* Manipulation* Disciplines: Disciplines Obfuscate * Presence * Serpentis *
"Alright, then." Warwick gulps. "What on Earth have I gotten myself into?" He sighs softly, before hoisting the councilor's wife onto his shoulder and heading down to the van, loading her in the back.
Siti smiled. "Think of this as a grounds, to test your skills~" Siti gave an amused laugh as she sat back at her seat. The black van was something that seemed to fit well into night, not to visible. As the young vampire laid the woman on the cold back of the van, the woman moaned as she started to stir.
Warwick looks around, before leaning down. Recalling how Karen was stunned by his bite, he decides to repeat it - Siti gave permission after all. He leans in, biting the dancer's neck.
"Yhm~" As his fangs sunk into delicate neck, the woman arched moaning, shaking from pleasure, as thin stream of sex juices dripped between her legs, as orgasm rocked her body. He could feel the sweet tastee of blood with slightly sour note... And he was hungry~
Warwick takes care not to drink too much, but he also drinks his fill, reaching down to caress the woman's clit as he drinks from her neck.
The woman moaned, her legs moving apart unconsciously, her juices wetting her pussy and his fingers. He could smell her excitement, as her eyes rolled back from pleasure. It would do for some time... But as he parted his fangs from her neck, he was left... Wanting. He was still thirsty. Not as much as after using discipline for the first time, but still...
Warwick feels the urge to drink more, but fights it. He doesn't want a repeat of his student's death. He licks her neck so the fang marks disappear, and gets into the front to drive to the address Siti gave him.
The drive to the place takes some time. The building is placed outside the city's center, in the district for the reach... And it looks... Well... Like a home for a rich.
"Heh, nice." He looks at the house appreciatively, but he also looks around to see if anyone is at home, or around the neighborhood.
As Warwick looks around, he makes out someone, a shadow, walking outside, smoking. Then there are several shadows inside the house, also moving. He guessed that the room he was after, was on the top floor, because it was dark and looked empty.
"Damn it..." He mutters. He takes a quick bite of the woman - just to keep her stunned rather than to actually drink a substantial amount of blood - and tries to reactivate his invisibility ability from before.
The skill comes easier, and he is quickly shrouded by cloak of darkness... But he remembers what his sire said - with his skill, it only worked if he stayed still.
"Bother..." He says to himself. "Alright, time to see what happens." Once the smoker is out of sight, he exits the van and approaches the house, moving to go around the back. He moves from bushes to bushes, ready to use obfuscate the moment someone might see him.
Moving around the man, as he is far and out of sight was not that difficult. Soon, Warwick found himself at the back of the house... But the door in the back were closed. There were windows on higher levels, and he was sure that the front door were open... But he would have to return with the unconscious woman later on.
Chloe moaned. The scene of Clars joining in made it hotter. She knew she needed to change positions soon. Her desire for the blood that flowed underneath Damian’s flawless skin burned in her. But the scene was mesmerizing. She felt lost in it, like a lewd masterpiece she could not break her eyes from. “Fuck me harder, Damian! Fuck me and break me!”
The young man, encouraged by Chloe's words, quickened his thrusts, moving quicker and quicker. She could feel his scent with a sharpness she did not have earlier. She could feel his blood rushing through his veins, moving so quickly... His concentration on Chloe, Clara forgotten, body covered in sweat, he moaned as he suddenly started moving quicker, stronger, rougher. "Fuck, fuck, fuck~" He started repeating, then made a few strong thrusts, and Chloe could feel him peaking, his hot, burning seed flooding her as he climaxed...
Chloe slid Damian out of her and immediately started stroking him. “No rest for the wicked. You have another woman to please!” She looked at Clara and smiled as her free hand stroked Damian’s carotid artery, messaging the flow of blood in his neck.
As she looked at Clara, the maid was occupied, as she was on her knees, on the floor, fingering herself with passion, her other hand pinching her nipple. She did not had to be encouraged, as she quickly got up and lied on bed, in front of Damian, who licked his lips as he looked at older woman, but did not move, allowing Chloe to further stroke his dick.
