"What was that? I can't hear you." Lirin lied, having heard him perfectly clear. She was sure that if she had psychic abilities, he'd be screaming at her mentally. "Good boy." With a grin, she kissed his nose and hopped off the table. The vampire wanted him completely exposed, identical to her as the chilly air enveloped him. However, the heat she was generating within his body was enough to keep him warm. Tadgh would be sweating by the time she was done with him. His pants came off without effort, now ripped to shreds thanks to her unbridled power. Stiff, moist, and now free, his penis quivered in the air.
A hand reached out behind her expectantly, the chalice summoned directly to her. Standing there, sipping on the ever flowing chalice, Lirin's eyes danced all over Tadgh. He was bruised, banged up, covered with cuts and minor scrapes along his body. Yet, for all that damage, he was irresistible. She could not help but see the viscous demon who murdered another. He had changed so much in front of her eyes, from sniveling coward to knight in shining armor to the man begging for sweet release found only deep in her warmth. That mischievous smile spread across her face once more as she contemplated her next move. Seductively, the distance between them became non-existent, her body pressed against him as she offered the cup to him.
When she felt he drank enough, she leaned in to kiss him, instantly thrusting her tongue inside to taste the blood mingling with his saliva. As she did this, Lirin titled the chalice, allowing a river to splash onto his chest. The warm blood cascaded down his body to create a pool underneath the table. Releasing his mouth, her nose trailed down the center of his chest, inhaling the mingling scents of his need and the blood. More was spilled onto his member, coating it completely. Discarding the chalice, the crimson penis disappeared into her mouth, a sharp suck as she began to glide her lips over it. Lapping at the coppery liquid, Lirin enjoyed his sounds, the strain he put against the table.
"This table was designed to hold very strong demons at peak strength. In your state, you would not pose much of a challenge to it. But we'll enjoy this, won't we?" That is what the woman had said, so Lirin had no doubt that Tadgh would continued to be restrained as she ran her hands through the liquid on his chest, smearing and spreading it over every inch she could reach. Gods, why hadn't she smothered him in blood before? She wanted more, needed it, to the point she could barely withstand torturing him like this. After removing her mouth from his member, Tadgh thoroughly insane with the need for much more than just her mouth, Lirin smeared fresh blood over his stiff cock as she ran some against her own wet flesh.
Resuming her position over Tadgh, and Lirin leaned in to his ear. "How much do you want me, baby? How much do you need me?" That warm, steely flesh quivered right at the dark needy cavern. Covered with blood, the entrance was that much more exquisite, causing Lirin to immediately arch her back with a deep moan of pleasure, hands splayed across his pecks. Her body relished the feeling of his member penetrating deep inside of her. The vampress bit her lip, she was afraid to move, but rotated her hips against him nonetheless, causing her to moan out again as her entire body quivered around him. It was a delicious feeling, and she hungered for more.