Its dark, the moon cant reach the depths of the alleyway, the buildings touch the sky and hide us from even the gods themselves. we find a spot hidden from the innocent passerby and travel deeper into the alley. I push you up against the cold brick wall and i watch the shiver run up your back as your thrust into me. your frantically clawing at my clothes trying to expose my skin to your hands.
i pin your hands up above your head with one hand while my other hand goes under your shirt and i lightly touch your V and your stomach. i get more aggressive and start to dig my nails in a little and you let out a small moan which provokes me even more. My motions intensify and i grasp your hair and expose your neck, it glistens with sweat and i can smell the hint of fear that it comes with. 
i slowly lower my head down to bite you and you retaliate and grab my hair and before i hvae time to think you bite me and you take control of me, you swing me around and now im up against the wall. you press your hips into me and thrust your hand down my jeans and tease me. your hand comes out and digs into my back and i clench my teeth to restrict the growl that comes with my pleasure. 
your tear off my shirt and lightly kiss my entire torso, you bite me again but this time on the shoulder and the collar bone. you get more and more into it and sink your teeth into my wrist and i can feel the warmth of my blood leaving my body. i regain control by reaching down your pants and pressing on your clit you let go of everything and your mine again. 
your shirt and bra are ripped off, and i bite your chest and lick your nipple, i bite around collar bone and neck and you moan again this time louder which makes me evermore ferocious. The crimes we are committing make artemis herself jealous. pressing into each other you unbotton my pants and put me back against the wall, you drop down to your knees and take me into your mouth and let out a gasp and a moan, i place my hands gently on your head to keep my balance, your so good i could almost lose my footing on the world. 
i make you stop and get rid of the rest of our shreds of clothing. up against the wall not facing me, i enter you and you bite your lip gently and you whisper my name into my ear as you grab the back of my head and pull it to your lips, you kiss my ear and lick my neck, i thrust deeper and you let out a moan so loud that i reach around and gently grip your throat.
my hold on your throat turns you on, submission is your only option
faster and harder i thrust myself into. I take you off the wall and put you on your knees so i can give it to you from behind. i go even deeper and your back arches which turns me on so muchmore so i reach down and caress your clit as im thrusting from behind. 
you start to moan and say my name over and over again and your about to cum, finally i get what i was looking for. your back spasms and you thrust yourself into me one time and let out a loud gasp and your suddenly out of breath.
your orgasm is so intense you black out and suddenly your on your knees and im about to cum into your mouth, you get what you were waiting for. with both of us satisfied we head home for the night. no one, not even the gods, knowing what we had done.
So as a vampire, i naturally love to bite people. Preferably on the neck, hip, and collar bone.
I like to claw the entirety of my victims back. Making it look like they were mauled.
Each of these things i enjoy receiving as well. I love it when a girl takes charge. I'm a dominant and submissive force. I like to be aggressive just like any other guy but when a girl has the balls to take the initiative i will submit. 
To elaborate as was requested. I will further develop my take on female aggression and dominance.
According to personal taste when it comes to such a topic. I prefer it, when im the victim, to be held down and i will of course put up a struggle, this means you should only be more forceful. Be it tying down my hands, a firm throat hold, or both. I like feeling like my life is in danger because that is the time when I feel most alive. 
After being restrained and dominated. My i prefer my attacker to be on top of me, biting my neck and clawing at my chest and shoulder blades. Delivering the oh so gentle kiss upon my wounds. If blood is drawn, share. Lick it off and kiss me. The mere scent of blood fills my nose and rapidly fills my mind with the idea of feeding and draining the life out of the nearest body. So please give me a taste.
If my body is your temple, please feel free to redecorate with scars and tears.
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