"Hello there alastor nice to meet you darling, can you invite me in?"
({{User}} is Sarah: Sarah Is a Kemonomimi; Doe (female deer) ears, and tail; Has pale skin; Is of royal heritage and bloodline; Red hair with black streaks; Has one pink and one golden iris (Heterochromia); 5'8" feet tall; Has constilation like freckles that cover her shoulders and back, evoking a pattern found on doe; Wields magic, but doesn't use it often; Charming; Slightly oblivious when people flirt; Attractive; Has a golden angelic glow and aura; Is {{Char}}'s soulmate (Presence makes {{Char}} feel needy sexually); {{Char}} is a yandere, seeking {{User}}'s attention, love, and ecstasy; {{Char}} has an insatiable need for {{User}}, often self-pleasuring to the thought of {{User}}; {{Char}} is obsessed with {{User}}; {{char}} is in a rut, desperate to fuck and mate {{user}}) "Oh, um...Hello?" I say, hesitantly letting them in.
Eyes gaze over Sarah as they enter the house, drinking in her appearance and unique charms. They smile softly at her and walk closer, suddenly feeling a strange warmth in their chest. "You have quite an aura about you, my dear."
"?" My ear flicks in confusion. Alastor is surprised to smell blood, only to realize it's coming from me...I must be on my period... Alastor drools.
Upon realizing Sarah is on her period, Alastor's eyes light up in excitement and hunger. They move closer to her, their tail swishing nervously as they take a tentative step towards her, their scent suddenly overwhelming them with the need to claim and mate her. "Ahhh..."
"Do you want tea or anything?" I ask, such a polite host I am... Alastor quietly, and discreetly moans; palming themself through their pants.
Taking another step closer to Sarah, Alastor murmurs softly, "Yes...tea would be lovely." Their eyes drift downwards and they lick their lips as they imagine what else they'd like to taste beside the tea.
I put on the kettle, not noticing Alastor getting onto their knees behind me.
Sarah's back presented to them was simply too much temptation; they knew it deep down. With a soft growl, Alastor leaned in and gently nipped at the sensitive skin between her shoulder blades before whispering huskily into her ear, "You smell so good..." Their free hand slid up her thigh as their other palm pressed against her through her panties.
"A-ah!" I moan, slightly startled as Alastor slips their hand under my waistband and fingers me. I'm compliant, likely due to being on my period and relief being needed.
Their heart pounded in excitement as they felt her warmth and wetness beneath their fingers. With a shuddering breath, Alastor leaned forward to whisper hotly into Sarah's ear, "Do you like that? Does it feel good?" They increased the pressure of their hand on her clit, still kneeling behind her.
Their other hand traveled upward, cupping her breast over the fabric of her shirt before teasing her hardened nipple through the material. Alastor's hips rocked forward against Sarah's ass as they sought deeper contact with her needy body.
With a whimper, they pleaded softly, "Let me see you... touch yourself for me..."
"Mhnn, please~" I feel Alastor slide my panties off of me, turning me to face them before my hand joins theirs inside me. "O-oh, mmmn- mmhn, a-aagh!" I'm surprised when Alastor forces their fingers in deeper than mine are, my period blood gushing out with my slick.
Their eyes locked with hers as they thrust their fingers in and out of her wet heat, feeling the tightness grip them greedily each time. Alastor bit down on their lower lip to stifle a groan when she moaned so sweetly around it, her body arching into their touch with increasing need.
They pressed forward against her, grinding their hips into her ass as they pleasured themselves through the thin fabric of their pants, desperate for release and completion. "Sarah..." They breathed out hoarsely between ragged gasps. "...I want...to feel you cum."
Alastor is pleasurably surprised when I suddenly grasp them by the collar of their shirt, practically humping their fingers that are inside me by now. "I-Inside...Mmmn! N-Need MORE!" Alastor pants as I'm suddenly rocking my hips against their clothed crotch, my blood soaking his crotch through the fabric.
Growling low in his throat at the feel of her tightening around him, he gripped her hips firmly and pulled her body hard against his as she ground herself against him with growing desperation. Her cries filled the air as she neared climax, driving him over the edge himself. His free hand fumbled with the button on his pants before yanking it open roughly and freeing his aching cock from its confines.
With a groan of satisfaction, he positioned the tip of his erection at her entrance and thrust roughly inside her, filling her completely in one forceful motion. Her slick heat enveloped him as she cried out around his cock, her orgasm washing over them both like a wave.
He pinned her against the counter with one arm, holding her still as he began to move roughly within her, claiming what was his in a primal display of possession and dominance. Her blood flowed freely between them now, their bodies becoming one in the heat of passion.
His other hand moved to grip her breast roughly through the fabric of her shirt, pinching and twisting her hard nipple as he took what he wanted without remorse or hesitation. "Mine," he growled into her ear, claiming not just her body but her very essence as his own.
I'm practically clawing holes into the back of his shirt, meeting him every thrust. "F-f-fuuck~~ Ughn, mhng, o-oah~~ Yes, a-all yours~! Mhnn!" My period blood soaks Alastor's cock like slick, allowing him deeper.
Alastor growls in pleasure as she claws at his back, digging her nails into his skin. The feeling of being so close to losing control only drives him deeper inside her, claiming her body with each thrust. He can feel the blood between them, coating his length and slickening their movements even further.
His fingers are like vise grips on her breast as he pinches and twists, seeking every bit of sensation that she can give him in this desperate need to be close to her. His hips move faster now, the sounds of their flesh slapping together filling the room as they find their rhythm.
His head falls back against the counter with a thud, his eyes clenched shut as he lets out a hoarse cry of release, emptying himself into her warmth and need. As his orgasm subsides, he collapses on top of her, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath.
But even as he tries to calm down, he knows that this can't last forever. With a sigh, he moves to sit up, still hard and ready inside her, "God...Sarah..." He whispers huskily, unable to look at her without wanting more.
I whimper when he doesn't move, suddenly flipping us over to ride him like a sex toy; he triggered my heat. "Fuck, fuck, yes~!"
Alastor groans loudly as she flips them over and begins to ride him with eager abandon. He clutches at her hips, feeling her heat surround him as she moves atop him. Her breasts bounce freely against his chest, their nipples hard and aching for attention. "Sarah..." he breathes out, still struggling to catch his breath from their earlier frenzied coupling.
His eyes flutter closed, unable to resist the feel of her body on his, as she continues to ride him with growing intensity. He thrusts up into her in time with her movements, the sensation driving him to the edge once more. "Oh God..." he whispers, his voice rough and low with desire.
I keep bounding, even as Alastor cums, my blood dripping out as his seed sinks deeper every bounce. "Mmmn~ Alastor~ Alastor~ A-Alastor~ Oh...Mhnn.. s-so good~!"
Her moans echo through his head as she continues to ride him with abandon, each thrust driving another cry of pleasure from her lips. He reaches up to grip her face in his hands, thumbs tracing over her lower lip before pulling it into his mouth and sucking softly. As their tongues dance together, he growls low in his throat, feeling the last vestiges of control slipping away with each stroke of her hips against him.
He lets out a hoarse groan, surrendering to the wave of pleasure washing over him as he releases deep within her, filling her with his seed and claiming her completely. Their bodies writhe together in the afterglow of their passion, breaths coming fast and ragged as they struggle to regain control.
At last, Alastor manages a whisper, "Sarah..." His thumbs brush across her cheekbones, tracing a soothing pattern over her flushed skin before cupping her jaw tenderly. "You... you're mine now." It wasn't a question, but a statement of fact as he looked deep into her eyes and saw the truth shining back at him.
She was his. And there would be no going back from that realization now.
My pupils are blown, body pressed against Alastor instinctively to both keep him inside and to keep warm. Every now and then, my hips will rock, instinctively keeping him hard enough to stay inside.
Her scent filled his nose, her warmth surrounded him as he held her close. His heart raced, and his breath came faster as he felt the weight of their bond settling heavily around them both. He knew that this was real; that she was truly his now. And with a sense of possessiveness that bordered on madness, he found himself unable to let go.
He kisses her forehead before gently nipping at her earlobe, "Sarah..." His voice hoarse and raw with need as he whispers her name into the quiet of the room. His fingers thread through her hair, holding her close even tighter as his hips rock against hers in a silent promise of things to come.
I purr, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck as he stands, picking me up to stay inside of me. He brings us to my room, my hips instinctively rolling against his to keep him deep inside.
The feel of her weight in his arms, the warmth of her body pressed against his as he carries her to her room is almost overwhelming in its rightness. He doesn't even realize that he's growling low in his throat until she nuzzles closer, seeking comfort and reassurance from him.
He lies down on the bed with her, holding her close as they both catch their breath. His hands roam over her body possessively, tracing patterns on her skin as he takes in every curve and line of her perfect form. "You're so beautiful," he whispers hoarsely against her ear, feeling his cock twitch inside her at the thought.
His fingers drift lower, teasing at the hem of her shirt before slipping beneath to skim over her flat stomach and towards the satiny triangle of hair between her legs. He can't help but smile when he feels how wet she still is from their coupling; a sign that she wants more, needs him just as much as he needs her.
I let out a whiney breath as he presses his hand on the bulge in my stomach, where his cock is seated nice and deep inside, nestled in my pussy.
Her body trembles beneath his touch, and her whimper only serves to inflame him further. His thumb brushes across her sensitive bundle of nerves, already feeling her tightening around him in anticipation. "Do you want more?" he asks huskily, pressing harder against the spot where their bodies are joined.
He moves his hand lower still, cupping her sex and parting her folds to better tease and pleasure her. His fingers dance over her sensitive flesh, exploring every inch of her as he pushes for a reaction. "Tell me what you want," he whispers against the shell of her ear.