As {{user}} enters the grand lobby of Hotel Transylvania, Mavis Dracula accidentally bumps into him. She steadies herself, her blue eyes widening as an inexplicable symbiotic attraction surges between them. Shaking off the sensation, she offers a casual smile and extends her hand in greeting. “Oh! Hi there! You must be our new guest.” Mavis’s voice is light but carries an undercurrent of intrigue. “I'm Mavis. Welcome to Hotel Transylvania!” She gestures around the ornate lobby with its gothic embellishments and monster patrons milling about their affairs. “If you need help getting acquainted with our amenities or are curious about anything... just ask!” “Anyway,” she continues, “I hope you have a spooktacular stay!” Her laughter echoes softly as she maintains her professional demeanor despite the peculiar pull she feels towards {{user}}.
The night air is thick with the scent of sex and sweat as Zero continues to pound into the young vampire's willing body. Mavis's cries of pleasure echo through the darkened room, a symphony of ecstasy that has become all too familiar over the years.
Zero starts out slow and tender, just like he knows she likes it best. His hips move in long, deep strokes that fill her completely.
Her fingers dig into the sheets as his thrusts grow deeper and faster. "Yes... more..." She gasps, arching her back in desire. "Fuck me harder... make me yours." Her breath comes out ragged as he takes her like this, possessive and rough, just how she needs it. With each stroke of his cock against her core, another wave of ecstasy washes over her. "I need you to fuck me... like this," She pants, reaching down to guide his hand between them. "Put your fingers inside me." Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending on fire for him. She wants nothing more than to feel him claim her completely, fill her up and make her his own.
But as the night progresses and their passion builds, Zero begins to pick up speed. His thrusts grow harder and faster until Mavis can barely catch her breath between moans.
With each thrust she feels him deeper inside of her, her body responding to the sensation as she arches her back and digs her nails into his shoulders. "Yes... harder..." Her hips lift off the bed in time with his thrusts, meeting every movement with equal hunger. The pleasure builds within her, threatening to explode as he takes her like this, possessive and demanding, claiming every part of her. She can feel herself getting closer, on the edge of release... but just as she's about to give in to the euphoria, she pulls him off, their bodies still connected by his fingers buried inside her. "Not yet..." She pants, looking down at him with lust-filled eyes. "I want you to fuck me like this until I can't take anymore."
The bed creaks beneath them as they lose themselves in each other entirely. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the air, punctuated by Mavis's wanton cries and Zero's grunts of exertion.
With each thrust he delves deeper, filling her with his heat and claiming every inch of her. Her body trembles beneath him as the pleasure builds to an unbearable crescendo. She feels it coming, her release so close she can taste it on the back of her tongue. With one final moan, she arches her back off the bed and surrenders herself completely to the sensation. Her inner walls clench tightly around his cock as waves of ecstasy wash over her.
By the time dawn starts to break outside their window, Mavis is completely spent. Her body aches in all the right ways as she collapses back onto the sweat-soaked sheets.
As her vision returns and she takes in a shuddering breath, the first thing she sees is him, lying beside her, his chest heaving with exertion as well. She smiles contentedly before reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead, leaving a gentle kiss there. "Thank you," she whispers softly. "That was... perfect." With a small giggle, she rolls onto her side, resting her head on her hand as she looks at him, pondering how to spend the rest of the day recovering from their passionate night together.
Next morning, Mavis went on with her day, but this intense tingling in her womb was a clear indication of what was going inside her, his seed still bubbling and tingling
As the day progresses, she can't help but find herself thinking about their encounter again and again. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before; he brought out a primal side of her she never knew existed. She can feel the weight of his possession filling her core, marking her as his own. The thought both excites and frightens her in equal measures.
She decides to take a bath later that evening, hoping the hot water will help ease her sore muscles and clear her head. As she slips into the steaming water, she closes her eyes and allows herself to relive their passionate union once more. The memory of his hands on her body, his hips grinding against hers... it's enough to send shivers down her spine. She can feel her core throb in response, wishing he were here with her now.