Once 'unburdened' by the Mana Lamp, Caius placed his other hand on Aylin's ass stroking across the suppleness he could feel right through her uniform skirt and groaning at the way the feel of her skin, even through layers of clothing was making him feel.

And then, as he felt her lips against his skin, he unwrapped his arm from around her waist so he could place his other hand on her ass. He took ample grips of her asscheeks, molding them with his strong grips as he lifted her a few inches off her feet, letting her weight lean completely against him.

And then he turned them around to place her back against the wall. Or more precisely, he pressed her against a part of the wall that had been covered by vines which made it as comfortable against Aylin's back as though she had been pressed up against cushions.

When she let out a gasp at the feeling, Caius pulled his face back to take in hers. The perfection of it. The slight pucker of her lips. He took one hand off her ass and stroked his clawless finger across her jaw before tipping her chin to raise her face as he captured her lips once again.

As they moaned into each other's mouths, breathing heavily, Caius dropped his hand from Aylin's chin to the front of her shirt where he undid enough buttons to expose her bra-covered breasts. Without separating their lips and their entangling tongues, Caius cupped one of the large bra cups, squeezing hard enough to draw a groan from deep in Aylin's throat.

With one hand pressed against the wall behind her, gripping onto a vine, Aylin twisted the fingers of her other hand in Caius's beautiful looking and feeling black hair. She stroked through it while pulling it at the scalp and using the strong grip to pull Caius's face closer.

As much as she was loving what he was doing with his hands on her very sensitive breasts, she was not at all ready to not have his mouth against hers. To not have their tongues entangle in a beautiful dance whose results seemed already determined to turn both their tongues into a singular organ. A complete and total come together.

Even through the material of the bra, Caius's palm made pointed contact with Aylin's nipple and so, through his squeezing and kneading, he took especial care to pay attention to the nub.

And then, Caius became unsatisfied with the barrier of clothing. First, he released the covered breast he was kneading—much to Aylin's disappointment—and undid the rest of Aylin's shirt buttons, so the two sides could fall away and pose no disturbance for what was to come.

On his way back up to Aylin's breasts, Caius touched his fingers to her toned stomach, sliding his way up and then pausing before going down for a bit to her upper pubic area where the finest strands of hair—smooth like silk—were peaking out from the cover of her skirt.

Caius getting that close to that part of her body caused Aylin to pause in her incessant attempt to swallow his tongue—and the entirety of his face—as she just opened her mouth in a gasp. But then, Caius didn't continue that journey. He went back up, slamming their bottom halves together as hard as before, and causing Aylin to feel his hardness all the more and rock herself against it.

While the material of the Lochxen Uniform wouldn't allow wetness to seep through, as Aylin pressed her covered mound against his straining semi-hard cock, Caius was sure he could feel dampness.

He was right of course.

If anything, he was noticing it late because Aylin had felt it start from the moment she first kissed him. Hell, maybe even before that from just anticipation for the moment— For the day. There was no shame to be felt from her though. In fact, she reveled in the way her body reacted to Caius's presence and touch and she salivated—with both upper and lower lips—at the thought of him peeling her layers and beholding the secretions he had caused.

It was what inspired her intense rocking against him.

Eventually, Aylin decided her hand against the wall was pointless. What good did it do to grab hold of a vine for balance? She wanted to melt. To turn into goo and have the entirety of her mass resting against Caius's body. Hefted by his strong arms.

Speaking of 'strong', when she took her hand off the wall, Aylin placed it on Caius's back and she could feel his muscles underneath. She could feel how they tensed and relaxed in the most minute of ways as he performed any action.

She felt the underlying, powerful, and feral strength just underneath the 'surface'. She had felt Caius's body against hers before but never like this. Never had he let himself let loose as he was doing right now.

His eyes were still red.

His fangs were still out.

It wasn't Caius, her fellow first year who was kissing and touching Aylin now. Rather it was Caius the Vampire, a creature of the night and darkness.

He was also thirsting for her blood.

At least she hoped he was since he hadn't gone for her neck once.

'Imagine getting a vampire lover and he doesn't want to feed on you. Doesn't want to ravish you,' Aylin thought with a mental sigh, 'I might not be able to handle it.'

It's incredible how things can change in the space of a few minutes.

Until she walked into the spruced-up storage space, Aylin hadn't known she might have a fetish for being fed on by a Vampire. But now that one—and not just anyone but Caius, her soulmate (as far as she was concerned)—had his fangs so close to her neck, it was now all she wanted.

A voice in her head reminded her of all the infomercials her own mother approved in the Khione Duchy, warning of the dangers of letting oneself be fed on by a Vampire. But she shut that voice down so hard that it was now basically a whisper at the back of her mind.

The danger of being drained completely didn't deter her. It only encouraged her.

She had meant it when she said Caius would be the death of her. Anything he wanted, she was prepared for. Even if it was to her detriment.

The potential detriment only made it all the more exciting, actually.

Caius took his lips off hers then and sank his face into the crook of her neck, stroking his fangs lightly against her skin as though he were going to pierce it. But he didn't. He just let out his tongue and licked her, saturating his taste buds with the deliciousness of her skin as he made his way down her body.

He got to her throat and placed delicate kisses on her skin before going down further to her cleavage. As he did, he used his hand to pull down the bra cup he had been kneading one of Aylin's breasts through thus far.

As he the large tit wobbled out to freedom, Caius's mouth snatched it up as he sucked on it hard while managing to keep his fangs away from her smooth delicate flesh even though he still raked his teeth across the surface. It took careful finessing— One that almost contradicted the urgency with which he sucked on her. And the juxtaposition of the two almost opposite approaches made the moment all the sweeter for Aylin.

Her pussy creamed all the more and really put the anti-dampening material of the Lochxen uniform to the test as she squirmed delectably against Caius's body. Her already tight grip on his hair got even tighter as she pulled him even harder into her breasts, appearing almost intent on suffocating him.

But really, she had no idea what she was doing or what her pull might be doing to Caius's comfort. All she knew was that she didn't want him pulling away and wished to increase the intensity of the sensations coursing through her from the very erogenous zone that was her nipple.

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