Vanguard: Awakening

Ravager's Scourge: Chapter Twenty-Eight

Killer held Cedric closer and whispered into his ear, her delicate breath tickling his ear with her sultry tone.

"Are you ready Darling? I almost can't hold back - it's just so tantalizing."

Cedric nodded, he could not place if he was feeling excited as well - or if it was feedback from Killer. Strangely, he was ready. He gently closed his eyes, feeling Killer's clean black fur rub across his almost naked body as she shifted positions to the side of his body that had not already been bitten before. He could hear the slightly wet smacking of Killer's chops as she licked them, as though she was about to devour freshly caught prey.

"I'm ready."

Killer messaged his body as she had been doing already at this point, but picking up the pace. Fresh heat radiated from her fur and caressed Cedric's skin, the tension was palpable.

Hot breath lead the way as Killer gently began to touch her fangs upon his bared skin, he opened up his eyes for just a moment to see her return his gaze - after a few long seconds, she struck down.

Cedric felt the euphoric high of her feedback as she penetrated his skin, quickly closing his eyes and arching his back off the the comfortable bunk, his eyes shot wide open as though he had just injected himself with some unknown drug.

He remained in that position for several minutes as she drained him, he could not describe the feeling, such euphoria and pleasure pulsing through every tendril of his nervous system. It was as though he was a junkie dry of any product for months on end, finally acquiring a single elusive hit.

His eyes darted back and forth uncontrollably as he felt the hot blood barely drip from the wound, Killer's dextrous tongue quickly lapping it up before it could escape any further down his body. Their dual emotional feedbacks continued to soar before they had finally reached their peak, as though two microphones feeding into each other had finally reached their maximum possible volume.

Cedric relaxed once more, his body no longer locked by the surge as his endorphins rushed to meet his body's demand, creating a cacophony of pleasurable energy all about his nearly bare body. Cedric was completely blissed.

Cedric clutched the still pleasurably pulsing wound as she gently relaxed her jaw, still running through his high as much as he could as it drained away. Killer sat upright, still and with her eyes fluttering back and forth shortly after she closed them. She was riding the feedback of his high that still lingered, letting it tingle through every inch of her body.

The duo sat motionless for a few minutes, letting the druglike effect wear off. Killer was the first to speak, unveiling her body as she stretched out her wings and flapped ever so slowly, wisping Cedric's hot face and body with a gentle breeze.

"Darling? That was nothing like the first time." She cooed.

Quick raspy breaths permeated the walls of the room as Cedric's mask followed his exhalations, allowing the carbon dioxide to float to the tiny vents that were present in almost every segment of the ship, diligently scrubbing away tainted air and refilling it with nitrogen - which or course, was useless to him.

"No... No it wasn't..." He stuttered, still feeling the effects.

"Darling?" Killer asked, concern in her voice.

He simply nodded to the ceiling with his widened eyes.

"Yes?"

"You still feel it?"

"Yes."

Killer wasn't sure how to respond.

Cedric stared at her once more, slight drips of blood escaping from her satisfied maw, many did not escape thanks to her licking - sending satisfying chills down his spine. He wanted more - but he had been drained enough. Any more loss of blood would be detrimental to him. Cedric could taste a sweetness on his tongue, like that of a tropical fruit. Weakly, he tapped his tongue a few times after opening his mask ever so slightly.