Malek Ackerman

You're my water. You're my wine.

God, she was glorious. Malek hadn't intended the night to end the way it did but he was decidedly glad it did. The light filtering through the glass illuminates her figure beneath him as he relishes the feel of her, his steel eyes glancing down at Chizue as she arches her back to meet him. Groaning he continues to pump into her, his peak so very close as he leans down to plant a kiss on her mouth, savoring the sounds of the female beneath him. Murmuring her name into her mouth, he doesn't miss the smile that briefly touches her features as he continues to work his member into her, it's then he's growling at her, telling her he wants to bite her, that purely animalistic side coming out. He expects the woman to deny him or to simply not answer him, what he doesn't expect is Chizue to move her dark locks from the side of her neck, her chocolate eyes meeting his as she encourages him to do so.

The rest of his control snaps as she gives him permission, his lips dropping down to her neck as he kisses her there, surprisingly gentle before he drags his tongue across the soft skin he intends to bite down on. He administers several kisses there before his canines elongate and gently sink into her skin. God, she tasted delicious. The blood that flows into his mouth is practically heaven on Earth as he suckles from her greedily. Her taste almost makes him climax right there, though he has no intention to finish before she does as he continues pumping into her much more slowly this time. Tearing his fangs away from her neck, he licks the puncture wounds to heal them quickly as Malek throws back his head, lust fully riddled throughout his body. He can already feel Chizue beginning to tighten around him, he's aware of how close the woman is, not entirely aware of the way she throws her own affinity around them, his own powers coaxing more desire from the woman.

Sucking the blood from his teeth, he leans forward to kiss her on the lips, tugging her lower lip into his mouth as he gently nibbles on it, "Come for me, Chizue," he whispers into his mouth, beginning to move faster, meeting her hips with harder and more wild thrusts as he brings himself just to the edge. He waits until she climaxes, only for him to follow after her, groaning loudly as he finishes inside her. Planting his hands on either side of her head, his arms quiver at the aftermath and holding his body above her. He hardly wanted to crush the petite woman beneath him. Panting heavily, he glances down at Chizue, his body covered with a sheen of sweat as he watches the Asian woman carefully. "Chizue, I...," he trails off, at a loss for words as he finally pulls him member out of her, carefully laying on her side, his hand propping up his head as he stares at her, an almost lazy grin stretching across his lips.

Resting a hand across her stomach, he traces circles idly, "You're amazing," his accented tenors say quietly, leaning forward to plant a kiss on her temple. Exhaustion tugs at the back of his mind then, "You've worn me out," he mumbles sleepily as he allows his head to fall into the pillows, dragging the small woman with him. Letting her settle herself against his tone frame, he wraps his arms around her, feeling that sleep tugging at him insistently now. It had been years since he felt such exhaustion and yet, it was welcome, he body pleasantly sated for the time being. Allowing his eyes to flutter close, his breathing slows as his body begins the day long slumber only known to their kind.

You're my whiskey. From time to time.