Sebastian

His Royal Highness, The Crowned Prince of Italy

Sebastian settled comfortably upon the well-worn fabric of Carolina's sofa, the bright blue of his irises wholly focused upon the woman as she settled at his side. She seemed almost cozy where she sat with her knees nestled beneath her with her body leaning ever so slightly towards him. The weight of his gaze lingered upon her as her pink tongue light licked at the still fluffy whipped clean upon her finger - that almost sly simper tugged at the corner of her features. Ah! How well he knew what she was doing! Just as she too seemed to know exactly the sort of images her actions were capable of creating within his mind. How he might have enjoyed the sensation of her tongue elsewhere. A soft chuckle reverberated upon Sebastian's lips at her very actions, only for the vampire to insist her teasing had become cruel. To tease him with what he couldn't accept from her...even if his boundaries were entirely created by himself...ah, how she so seemed to enjoy tempting him! His very declaration, however, only seemed to further this impish grin upon her features, her soprano voice near akin to a purr as she inquired what he could have. Ah, how that question prompted an almost soft, wistful sigh to his lips. "Very little." Sebastian admitted, even as his gaze lingered upon the cream on her finger.

The Prince shifted ever so slightly upon the sofa as he scooted closer towards her, that offer to bite her still lingered upon the forefront of his mind...and with whipped cream to add to the mix, Sebastian was certain he could make this a wholly interesting game. The vampire nodded briefly towards the frosty substance on her finger as he insisted she show him exactly where she wished him to bite. He watched in silence as her brow rose, only for her gaze to follow his towards her finger and the remnants of her cream. It took a moment for that understanding to dawn upon her, lighting up her feminine features. Her voice held a hint of huskiness to it, even despite her quiet tone. Her words, however, prompted a grin to settle upon his lips. "I thought you might." He commented as she leaned closer into his physique. That sensation of her curves against him was one he was content to enjoy, even if he was hardly allowed to shower her feminine figure with the affection he was wholly capable of. Instead, his indigo gaze lingered upon her as her hand began to move but briefly towards her own lips.

The smallest smidgen of white was left upon her sweet heart lips before her hand moved to drag alongside the slope of her pristine neck and, finally, towards the very top of her breasts. His tongue trailed against his bottom lip as he watched her, the blue of his eyes finally darted up toward her turquoise ones as her hand shifted away to rest upon the sofa. Her words, however brought a small simper of satisfaction to his lips as Sebastian leaned forward, his hand so gingerly cupping her cheek as his lips pressed against hers, taking her top lip between his if only to lightly run his tongue across it in search for the remnants of the cream she had left there. Slowly, Sebastian pulled away, if only to bring his attention towards the trail she'd left upon her neck. His lips pressed in a tender kiss upon the top of that smooth plan, his fangs just lightly brushed against her skin as he moved systematically downwards, his tongue licking lightly at the cream in the process. Oh, how tempting it was to let his teeth pierce her flesh, to enjoy that taste of cream and blood once again...and yet how aware Sebastian was that there was still a dollop upon her finger - still a place she might desire his mouth more. Rather, his lips drifted slowly downward still, only for his mouth to brush against the swell of her breasts in sweet, fleeting kisses - that trail of cream so rapidly coming to an end before he suspected either of them were ready for it to.

darling I'll make you my next victim
I need to hear the sweet sound of your moans