Chris summoned the last of his mortal strength to kiss her.
"Not so gentle at the end there," She teased as he fell asleep.
Lillian rolled them to the side of the bed, shifting his dimorphic bulk with the ease of an experienced grappler. She telekinetically grabbed two pillows to prop under his head, refusing to dislodge his wilting p***s before absolutely necessary. For several minutes, she just laid there watching him breathe, studying his sleeping face and adoring the boyish contentment she saw there. Too many Beings were divorced from true connection, she decided, from love.
An urge to masturbate bubbled up into her consciousness, a yowl from below. The vampiress thought they should pleasure themselves with the seed leaking between her reddened lips and the thing still filling the n
