As she and Caius swapped saliva for the umpteenth time that day, Aylin was aware that she had had her mission cut short because of Caius's fall.

The fact that her actions with her mouth and hands had caused Caius to lose strength in his legs to the point where he fell encouraged her to stay the course she had been on. So as she drove her tongue into his mouth, exploring every nook and cranny while taking very little precaution about his ever-sharp fangs, Aylin stretched her hand down Caius's body.

The hand Caius had placed on his midsection after his fall, he had now raised to stroke her hair so Aylin had a smooth journey down his chest to his abs, and beyond that point to where his rod stood tall like a pole. Throbbing with intimidating might.

She grabbed the organ as hard as she possibly could and stroked. Of course, just like before, her grip couldn't contain it so she needed both her hands for the task. This meant she had to pull away from Caius's lips. And much as it pained her, she did it and went down his body, peppering him with kisses all the way.

Caius missed her lips against his instantly. He missed her tongue going all about the inside of his mouth, entangling with his in a sloppy dance. He missed the feeling of her large breasts against his chest and his side. The way the two peaks trailed down his body as Aylin worked her way downwards was like a tease for how much better it'd be for Caius to hold and feel them in his hands.

But still, despite all he missed, he would be remiss not to take note of what he was gaining;

He was gaining having her hands on his cock again.

He was gaining having her mouth around his tip, sucking on him.

He was gaining the intense pleasure that had caused his legs to lose strength and caused him to fall.

The fall hadn't hurt and Caius had to admit that he liked being on the ground rather than standing. Here, he didn't need to vie for structure. He could just lie here, wrapped in the cold of snow, as Aylin went to town on his rod.

Of course, if he had to lie down, he would have preferred the bed of vines just a few feet away. However, he could tell Aylin was more comfortable having snow for her cushioning. And thanks to his current Magic Circle, Caius wasn't at risk of freezing to death. He felt the cold but it was not at all to his detriment.

Also, the longer he lay here, the more comfortable it felt. Cold is just a lot more natural to a Vampire than Heat and while there was something that offered better cushioning, this—lying here with his hands now behind his head—wasn't all that bad either.

Meanwhile, Aylin traced her tongue around the last of Caius's abs before she peppered her kisses to his groin and finally positioned herself to have his rod in front of her face. Her breasts rested against Caius's thighs, her nipples stroking across his skin as she placed both her hands on his cock, one above the other, and began to stroke the two up and down his pole.

As she had done before, Aylin dripped saliva onto the rod, creating lubrication to use to glide across its length much more easily. She didn't spend too long on this before she had Caius's dickhead in her mouth, sucking with even more intensity than earlier and grazing her teeth across the ridge underneath the mushroom cap with a lot more enthusiasm.

Caius would have hoped to just lie as he was and enjoy her mouth working him over. But he should have known that was a pipe dream. The intensity had been kicked up so many notches that he had to sit up slightly from his lying down position with his elbows pressing against the snow-covered ground while peering down at Aylin. His expression looked astonished.

Aylin felt his eyes on her and she raised hers to look at him before smiling around his rod.

"Oh, FUCK!" Caius moaned and arched his neck to direct his sounds at the ceiling. And then he returned his eyes down to Aylin's face and she was still looking at him.

The more Caius peered into her icy-blue eyes, the more he noticed there was something to it. There was— angst.

He was right of course. Caius falling due to her machinations had really turned Aylin on. Her pussy practically flamed with the need to be touched. Yet, she couldn't afford to touch it because that would mean taking a hand off the rod and losing some of the intensity of the current flowing through her.

Plus, even if she could afford one free hand, she knew she wouldn't be able to get herself off. Her body was craving someone else. Slamming her thighs together and trying to rub herself hands-free was also far from viable.

And so, with her eyes on Caius, and her angst reaching new heights as her need seemed to continue to grow, Aylin got an idea. It seemed ludicrous to even conceive it but as she worked it out over and over in her head, she saw no reason why it wouldn't work.

Caius saw Aylin's cheeks go pink as she became bashful and before he could open his mouth and try to form a question to ask her about it, she began to move. She turned her body around and threw her leg over him so she was suddenly straddling him with her knees on either side of him. And then, she moved back until she had her ass right about Caius's face.

A moment passed when Aylin contemplated taking her mouth off Caius's cock to make her request and her need clear but before she even did that, she felt Caius's clawless hands on her cheeks. She felt him pull her down and soon felt his lips pressing against her pussy lips as delicately as though he were kissing her.

"Mnnnghhh!!!" Aylin moaned so deeply that it thrummed throughout the entirety of her body. It seemed to her like Caius had reacted to her need without her having to speak it out loud.

And she wasn't entirely wrong.

The fact that she turned her body around to place her pussy above his mouth wasn't at all subtle. The fact that she was dripping with need for cunnilingual bliss wasn't subtle either.

But Caius didn't act just because of her need.

For one, he thirsted for her taste. It wasn't something he could ever realistically get tired of so naturally, he was ready to delve in from the moment that first drip of juice entered his open mouth.

For another, he was happy for something to do with his hands. While he didn't need support now that he was lying down on the ground, he would still want something to grab on to. Aylin's ass was perfect.

And for a third, he wanted to even the playing field.

Aylin had assumed control of the dynamic whether she realized it or not. It had been clear to Caius for a while now that she sucked on him to make him succumb. He had nothing against this but if the opportunity came to do to her as she hoped to do to him i.e deliver debilitating, mind-blowing pleasure, he'd undoubtedly seize said opportunity.

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