Louder Than Words (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 18

Evania's teeth sunk into Sylvia's neck as her hands moved across her stomach and naval. The vampire was now filled with a confidence she wasn't used to, but one that made her feel almost complete.

Sylvia's arms wrapped around Evania's neck as she grinned into the vampire's shoulder. She couldn't be happier now that this was finally happening.

Evania could feel her nervousness picking at the back of her thoughts with the "What ifs?", but she was able to ignore them with her liquid courage and the love of her partner.

When the vampire pulled her teeth from Sylvia's neck the succubus leaned her head back against the pillow with a delightful grin on her face. Evania began trailing kisses downwards over her shoulder and collarbone, sucking softly at her skin. Evania was surprised to find that the succubi's scales weren't unpleasant or rough. They were soft and smooth, and felt like velvet skin rather than scales.

Evania found a nipple and wrapped her tongue around it before suckling on it getting Sylvia to let out a soft gasp before chuckling to herself like she still couldn't believe this was happening. Sylvia's tail swayed across the bed quickly before wrapping around Evania's thigh and holding on tightly.

Sylvia wanted to speak, wanted to tell Evania how unbelievably happy she was. But she was afraid if she did that the vampire would come to her senses and stop. Her arms moved from around Evania to being above her head, gripping the headboard tightly. She knew she also had to keep her hands to herself for the moment too, and that was probably the hardest part.

Evania swapped her attention to the other breast, her left hand taking the place of where her mouth was previously. Sylvia seemed to melt into the bed, letting out another content gasp.

Then Evania raised her head to look at Sylvia, her eyes no longer red but back to their normal gold. Sylvia raised her head to meet her, still in a slight daze, but she tried to focus as much as she could.

"Are you sure?" Evania asked, though, her tone was confused. Like she wasn't actually asking Sylvia.

Sylvia clenched her jaw, knowing if she answered kindly to the vampire she would be left wanting now more than ever before. "Evania. This, now, I want more than anything." She confessed. "If you want to stop, I will... but please don't."

Evania tried to steel herself, and whether or not she succeeded Sylvia couldn't tell. Instead she looked back down at the succubi's bare body, watching the heavy rise and fall of her beautiful chest. Evania could feel the animal pick at her thoughts again, but she forced it back.

Truthfully, she was scared she would hurt the succubus the way he had hurt her. She didn't want to risk losing herself only to lose the succubus to her inner demon. If she was going to continue, then it would have to be her who did it.

Sylvia's head returned to the pillows as Evania's left hand moved downwards, slowly moving over her skin. She watched as Sylvia squirmed like each touch was a spark of electricity that she enjoyed to the fullest.

As Evania's hands moved down, she began to feel those hands on her own body. Not obvious like it was truly happening, but like phantom touches echoing from far away. This was Syliva's nature? Sharing the pleasure with her partner?

"Please." Sylvia whimpered, her knuckles white from gripping the headboard so tightly. She didn't have the strength to break it, but she wished she could touch Evania the way she was touching her.

Evania's hand traveled furthur down, gently slipping over her thigh before making its way where they both wanted it to be. As soon as she touched Sylvia's sensative flesh she shivered, moving a hand down to cover her own mouth to muffle herself. She could feel Evania's golden eyes watching her, making sure she wasn't hurting the succubus in any way.