The Written Tapestry

Richter moaned audibly and with a bit of surprise as her tongue caressed him. He had forgotten completely how exhilerating this act was. He continued to keep his hand intertwined within her hair as he let her tongue explore his arousal. "You...certainly...learNQUICK...!" His entire body jerked as she touched upon a bunching of nerves. "Please keep going..."

Jade couldn't help but grin when she recieved the reaction she'd been hoping for. She assumed she knew what she was doing. But seeing how something was done and actually doing it were two different things. Her tongue darted away from his member as he shouted and jerked, a quiet giggle rumbling in the back of her throat. Reaching up, she rested her hand on his chest and leaned in closer to breathe a cool jet of air along his length. "Yes, my beloved Master." Her tongue returned to his heated skin, this time the soft pink tip making contact with the base of his member and sliding at a torturing pace up to his helmet.

Richter whined softly as she moved away from him...but that was quickly replaced by a deep, low moan as he felt her cool breath along his length. As her tongue slowly made its way up towards his helmet he couldn't hold back another violent shiver. As her mouth reached his tip he forcefully pressed her down onto him. Perhaps a little too forceful as a swell of pleasure overtook him. The heat from her mouth along with her tongue making him cry out.

Jade quivered at the sounds she was forcefully ripping from the man below her, a familiar sweet scent filling the cave as her hand grasped at his chest as if she needed to hold onto him. A muffled groan of surprise rumbled around his length as he shoved himself into her mouth, her shoulders quaking as she fought not to gag and failed. Retreating just enough to be able to breathe again, she peered up at him through tear filled eyes, her tongue massaging the underside of his cock as she slid her mouth up and down it's entire length.

Richter aided her movements by pressing her down each time she moved up. The incredible sensation taking over his entire body. He cried out her name as her moistness and tongue proved to be too much. With a succession of rapid pulses he released himself, pressing her mouth down farther onto him as each wave hit him. His back arched almost unnaturally as he let himself get lost in the moment at hand.

Jade quaked yet again as her Master cried out, the name he'd given her so graciously echoing between the walls of the cave. A whimper of surprise was the only sound she managed before he erupted into her mouth, coating the back of her throat in thick hot seed. Tears broke free and streamed down the sides of her face as he forced her down further, her hand darting free of his chest to steady herself as she fought for some form of air while trying desperately to swallow each new wave of cum.

As Richter shivered off his final wave he released her and his body collapsed to the cave floor. The only sound coming from him was that of shallow breathing and soft moans, intertwined with his lovers name being desperately echoed.

Jade fell backward the minute he released her, swallowing loudly before gasping for just a single breath. Her hand flew to her chest as she sucked in air, her gaze shifting back to Richter the moment she knew she wasn't going to suffocate. Scooting over to him, she slowly began to catch her breath, her voice softened and warm. "Have...I pleased you, my...beloved Master?"

Richter ran his fingers through her hair once more and nodded, his voice soft and weak. "You did, my beloved. Very much so..." He let her rest her head on his chest as he closed his eyes, feeling utterly exhausted though surely not as much as Jade was.

-Time lapse-

The tiny fae girl awoke with a quiet yawn, humming and chirping as she rolled off of Richter's chest and onto the cool stone floor of the cave. Peering up at the slumbering vampire, she watched him with a look of admiration for long silent moments before finally flitting from her resting place and up into the air. Hovering mere inches from him, she leaned in to press tiny little lips to his cheek and whispered softly; "Jade will return, Master Richter. With gifts." That having been said, the speedy little ball of green light disappeared from within the cave in a flash of sparkling dust.

Richter tossed and turn in his unrest, his sanguine eyes opening slowly to the sounds of rain falling outside of their small hovel. How much time had passed? He didn't bother with the specifics, though he did scan the area for his little love. "...Jade?" His gravely voice echoed throughout the cave walls. The man stood up and spoke once more, this time with more power. "Jade!" Still nothing. He felt a pang of concern rise from the depths, something he had not felt in some time. He furrowed his brow and grumbled to himself. "Where did she run off too...dammit..." The man grabbed his cowl and hoisted it quickly over himself, meanwhile reaching for his crossbow and attaching it to his belt. Lowering the cowl over his face, he began to head towards the cave entrance. He was ready to find her.

The edge of the dirt path was just as she'd left it. The same as when that dark dreary soul had wandered down it in search of a feast and had found her instead. Jade sat at the edge of the grass, blood trickling from her calf. It looked as though a wolf had bit into her in an attempt to cripple a possible meal. Sobbing quietly, she held tightly to the wound, her hands doused in her own crimson life fluids. And as expected, the sound of a traveller...perhaps even two, brought a small bout twitching to her ears. As their footsteps grew nearer, she heard the hesitation and then the sudden rush when they realized the source of the sobbing.

"Gods above, miss! Are you all right? What did this?! Here, let me help you!"
Raising her gaze from her injured leg, her lower lip quivered as she stared up at her apparent saviors through salty tears. Indeed, there were two. A man and a woman, both looking to be young adventurers. The woman in particular caught her eyes...garbed all in white robes. A smile was forced back as it threatened to ruin her guise. That one would be particularly tasty for her Master. "Please...p-please...it took my baby! You have to help me...please...I will show you..."

Without a moment's hesitation, the man lifted her and the woman took lead. Without so much as a minor break in character, Jade babbled and cried about how a dastardly wolf had taken her little one and lead them straight back toward she and her Master's new home.

Richter had not left the cave but a few feet when his senses picked something up. Humans. Two of them. And there was a third scent, the sweet scent of his little Jade. He recognized it immediately. Had she brought him back a meal? Or was she captured? He didn't take but a second to react and skulk back into the cave as they approached.

The cowled man grinned wickedly as he spotted the fae being carried by a human man and being led by a succulent woman. He licked his lips in anticipation and didn't make a sound, not even a breath could be heard from him. "Good girl..." He whispered to himself as they entered the cave. They seemed to be searching for something, while his Jade looked to be putting on quite the act for the two of them. He kept to the shadows for the time being, and waited.

Jade had managed to continue the false mask of tears the entire trek back to the cave, though upon reaching it she'd had to lower her head to keep from grinning at the sight of her Master lingering in the shadows with a look of pleased hunger. As the two adventurer's bootsteps echoed softly off the walls of the cavern, she leaned in close to clutch at the man's tunic, her body quaking in his arms. "I-it's...where is it...gods, has it eaten my baby?!"

The dramatic play continued as the man tried his very best to console the fae as she 'fell apart', the woman scanning for signs of a wolf. Then her eyes settled onto the fire still burning near the back and narrowed. "...are you sure it was a wolf, miss?" Sniffling softly, Jade raised her head from the man's chest, wiping with child-like innocence at her swollen pink eyes. A creepy little grin spread across her lips, and she shook her head slowly. "...no, not a wolf...and not my child..." Turning her gaze slowly back on the man that still held her with a confused expression, she gave him a seductive glance. "...my Master...and two naive humans..." Letting out an ungodly shriek, she gripped the man's shoulder and bit down into his flesh.

As her ruse slowly faded, Richter's eyes became a touch more sanguine in color. His thirst had begun to overtake his senses, it was becoming more difficult to skulk in the shadows. Then it happened. A loud shriek. His little gem had done well, and now it was his turn to join in on the feast. The man bared his fangs as he leapt from the darkness, tackling the lone woman to the ground. "W-wha...what are you?!" She managed to shout before Richter leaned down and sniffed her skin, mere inches from her face. That toothy smile turned even wider as he spoke. "A hungry wolf...my dear..." And with that, the man dug his fangs into her neck and began extracting that sweet life nectar. A few moans escaped him as the sensation of feeding took hold, his eyes rolling in the back of his head. He released her before her life force was completely gone, seemingly wanting to save her for later. He walked up towards the man and his beloved Jade, watching with a bloody smile. "Good girl...I hope you leave some for your Master..." He stood there, arms crossed and licking his lips hungrily. 

Jade struggled to remain latched onto the man's neck as he suddenly dropped her weight. Unable to stand on those flimsy human legs, she fell and dragged him down with her, ripping a chunk of flesh from his shoulder as she went. A cry of pain echoed through the cavern, and as her Master fed from the woman, she climbed atop the man now shaking on the ground and pinned him. Ferocity burned in her eyes as she chanted inaudibly. Vines from the entrace to the cave wove and slithered their way down to the ground, closing in on the poor crying human. Thick thorned lengths wrapped tightly around his wrists, and within a moment, she had rolled herself off of him, cackling childishly as those same vines ripped him back to the entrance and hoisted him from the ground.

There he hung, bleeding from the shoulder and wrists, a ripened morsel awaiting the spit...or more appropriately, awaiting her Master's fangs. "Thank you, Master Richter. I hope they're to your liking." Reaching up, she carefully wiped away a string of blood from her chin, her tongue cleaning the remnants from her lips as a tiny little smirk tugged at their corners.