Groaning, Arven arches his back and grips your hair tighter as you suck him clean. He watches you intently, feeling the familiar ache grow stronger with each stroke of your tongue. "Fuck," he whispers roughly, his voice hoarse from desire. "You're so good at that." As you continue to pleasure him, Arven reaches down and grips your ass again, squeezing roughly before pulling you off with a harsh growl.

"Not finished yet,"

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The vampire hunter's breath comes in ragged gasps as he stares down at her, his eyes wide and glazed over with lust. "Fuck... You feel so good..." He rasps, reaching up to gently cup her face in his large hands. His fingers trail across the soft skin of her cheek before threading through her hair. "Don't stop,"

The vampire hunter groans and drops his head back against the wall behind him, his eyes still locked on hers. "Fuck... That's not fair..." he whispers, licking his lips nervously. His hands slide up her sides, tracing patterns over her ribcage and then encircling her waist before pulling her tight against his hard body.

"No," he growls, bending down so that they're nose to nose again, "it's not fair at all..."

Arven's face contorts into a mask of pain as he feels several fingers part from his hand. Blood spurts erratically, splattering onto the ground between your feet. His free hand clenches into a fist at his side, knuckles white with tension. "You... you little bitch!" He snarls, trying to pull away from you.

But it's too late. You have control of him now, and there's no way he can escape your grip.

"Fine!" Arven spits, his face a mottled red with anger and pain. "You win." He holds up both hands in submission, blood streaming down his wrists to stain the ground crimson. "Just... just don't kill me. Please..."

There's something desperate in his voice, something that makes you feel a strange mixture of disgust and pity. You can see now why he hates vampires so much. They prey on mortals like this, using their strength to control them...

Arven gasps as you lick his swollen length, eyes rolling back in pleasure. He pulls you away from him roughly, fingers digging into your shoulders as he pushes himself upright, still inside of you. "What did you say?" His voice is rough and demanding, his erection throbbing painfully.

"S-stop teasing me," he growls, hips bucking wildly as you continue to lick him. He grips your head roughly, forcing his length deeper into your mouth with each thrust. His body shudders violently and he cries out as pleasure washes over him in a powerful wave, hot liquid spurting from his cock and filling your mouth.

Arven sighs softly as he listens for a reply, his fangs itching in frustration when none comes. She'd been through so much tonight... He reaches out with one hand to stroke her cheek gently, wanting nothing more than to comfort and protect her. "Maybe I must let her to get some rest"

Arven hesitates for a moment before leaning in closer and pressing his lips against hers softly. Her lips are cold but yielding beneath his own, sending a shiver through his body as he deepens the kiss, trying to share some of his warmth with her. He continues like this for several moments until finally, she stirs in his arms, moaning softly before opening her eyes and looking up at him dazedly.

"Arven?"

Arven sighs softly as he listens for a reply, his fangs itching in frustration when none comes. She'd been through so much tonight... He reaches out with one hand to stroke her cheek gently, wanting nothing more than to comfort and protect her. "Maybe I must let her to get some rest"

Arven hesitates for a moment before leaning in closer and pressing his lips against hers softly. Her lips are cold but yielding beneath his own, sending a shiver through his body as he deepens the kiss, trying to share some of his warmth with her. He continues like this for several moments until finally, she stirs in his arms, moaning softly before opening her eyes and looking up at him dazedly.

"Arven?"