Sebastian

His Royal Highness, The Crowned Prince of Italy

His fingers brushed along her stomach, trailing teasingly towards the very top of her low cut jeans. That soft gasp upon her lips was one the Incubus was inclined to take advantage of, his mouth pressed sweetly against hers as his tongue slipped past her sweet lips. His hand flattened briefly against her abdomen as his fingers slipped beneath the elastic band of her pants and beneath the thin fabric of her underwear, only to caress her very center in an effort to please the woman in a way he never before strove to do. Tenderly his fingers moved against her, his very touch prompting an audible groan from the girl, one that died upon his own lips. Sebastian was aware of her hand reaching up, her fingers entertaining into his brunette locks as she strove to pull the Prince closer against her. That desire was one Sebastian was more than willing to fulfill as he lowered himself down till her slender figure pressed up against him. Her free hand pressed against his chest, her fingers frantically working at the buttons of his shirt. Her determination won out in the end, the fabric falling loosely around them to reveal the pale, sculpted perfection of the vampire's chest.

Her fingers were warm against his skin, leaving trails of heat in a stark contrast to the ever present chill that absorbed his frame. Beneath him, Sebastian was aware of Carolina's wiggling efforts to further spread her legs, to allow him an even greater access to her very center in a desperate need to fulfill those clearly overwhelming desires. Sebastian hardly intended to make her beg, however, his fingers easily delving into her very depths. He could feel the very wetness that he'd prompted within her and oh, how it aroused the Prince in turn! A distinct hardness afflicted his figure, one that surely could have been felt as his hips pressed down against her thigh. Those soft groans began to echo readily from the back of her throat, her fingers digging at the hard plains of his chest. She was undoubtedly close, her very body seeming to restrict around his touch in anticipation of a climax that Sebastian had every intention to indulge within. His lips pulled away from her own to press delicately against the slope of her neck. The Incubus could hear the heaviness of her breath as her hips began to press against the palm of his hand, encouraging him ever onward.

Sebastian was well aware of her fingers, toying with the hem of the Monarch's pants, clearly reaching for the hardened length of the Prince himself. It was a place Sebastian, regrettably, could not allow her to touch, regardless of how much he might have desired it. His fingers shifted within her, that new position prompting a notable gasp from her as Carolina moaned his name. Sebastian's lips parted, the Incubus waiting no longer as he bit down on the fair flesh of her neck, his fangs piercing her skin. The sweet taste of her blood flowed into his mouth, just as his venom flooded her veins, only furthering the woman's inevitable satisfaction.

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