The ground floor had become deserted and silent after the battle. Seraphina was the only one who had remained standing while Aelion, for his part, lay there and the adversary had evaporated into ash. The man's condition was more critical than what she had treated earlier. The urge to heal him was overwhelming her; unfortunately, she could no longer act on impulse because the consequences of her first intervention had not really been determined, nor the drawbacks. The only effects she had been able to observe were related to magic and her affinity which had been revealed to be blood.
Her confidence resided in the fact that he had mutated and that his vampiric blood would take care of his regeneration; but, this mysterious black liquid that counteracted her blood made her pessimistic. And the reminiscence of that kiss troubled her, making her reflections much less logical.
She couldn't leave him there, her mission was clear: to take care of him. She carried him to her room and laid him on the bed. Seraphina made several trips from the kitchen to her room, bringing him hot towels to bring down his temperature and wiping the sweat from his trembling body.
Aelion seemed to be struggling between life and death. His first awakening had occurred in his mind, where a most strange phenomenon was taking place: two elements constantly confronted each other.
On one side, it was a giant orb made of blood with contorted faces in great suffering that permanently rose to the surface, while on the other it was a black orb like the night, a pure concentrate of darkness, pure and abyssal. He understood immediately what was happening: Seraphina's mutated blood was still in conflict with the darkness?
"Does that mean that what had penetrated my body during the first attack was the darkness?" Aelion quickly concluded.
In all the confrontations, the mass of blood was never able to gain the upper hand. In the end, the darkness transformed into the head of a giant, phantasmagorical savage beast that devoured the orb of blood.
[ Congratulations! ]
[ Your Blood affinity evolves and transforms into Dark Blood! ]
[ You have obtained a new attribute: Primordial Darkness! ]
[ All your skills related to the Blood element mutate to suit the new Dark Blood element! ]
The information unfolded successively, when suddenly it was the blackout.
Back in the real world, Aelion's condition had finally stabilized; he was resting now and the black veins had disappeared. Seraphina, initially feverish and skeptical, finally relaxed the pressure, sitting by his bedside. Once again, she thought back to everything that had happened, the battle and especially the kiss. Pensive, her fingers caressed her lips, her heart beating stronger and stronger.
I wonder why he did that, to save me? Of course not! It was just a plan to defeat the enemy.
Her imagination wandered, and seeing the defenseless body of the man who had such an effect on her made her crazier, more daring. Her desire took over once again; she had controlled herself enough, what she wanted she would do this time and without remorse. Lying down near him, her hands roamed all over his body, her nose tracing his neck, taking the opportunity to smell the particular scent he was emitting at that moment.
Seraphina had decided to maximize the experiences and sensations she could feel. This time, her eyes rested on Aelion's lower abdomen. She had already had the opportunity to see it from afar... Wasn't this the opportunity to see it up close? To feel it... to hold it...
She wasted no time, touching the package directly inside his pants. Aelion moaned slightly, a satisfied smile appearing on her face. Without transition, she went into his pants; first kneading his balls with her fingers, she decided to move to the next level by attacking the main course, the cock that was getting harder and harder.
She freed the erect beast, pulsating with every caress and impatient to come out. It was bigger than she thought, so alive and so perfect that she wanted it. The simple thought of having it inside her made her wet, her legs rubbing against each other, her excitement mounting.
At first, she had just decided to go with her hands, sliding up and down the length of the phallus. However, when a translucent liquid began to escape from the glans, the idea of tasting it crossed her mind. Without any consideration for the sick man, she climbed onto his stomach, sliding down to his feet where she was face to face with one of the objects of her desire.
Seraphina did not rush, she began first with the glans, which she lapped with the pre-sperm, and then sucked like a child with a lollipop. Aelion's moans, still unconscious, gave her a certain pleasure to continue her act. She engulfed the cock whose length and width were such that the whole thing could not fit into her mouth; however, she accommodated it, her tongue was not to be outdone, swirling around the shaft which was being sucked like a vacuum cup.
Seraphina was not sucking in a measured way, she was gulping what she could, aspirating, going up, pushing the man's dick each time deeper into her throat. She was like starved, spreading her saliva around his dick and plunging back into her act again. Even when she tended to choke, she did not let go of the phallus, playing with it, going so far as to lightly slap herself with it and setting off for another round. It was so savage, so greedy, so avid that the contrast with her elegant behavior seemed very vast.
The waves of pleasure he felt, intensifying more and more, were the cause of his awakening. His movements were purely instinctive: his two hands grabbed Seraphina's head, and at the climax he fully plunged his penis into her mouth and released all the white liquid accumulated in his scrotum.
His hip lifted under the effect of the spasms that traveled through his body. This time it wasn't her who had forced Aelion's engine to penetrate so deeply into her throat, it was him, and she had liked it. In addition to the sensation of having been able to swallow it whole, she had taken a strange pleasure in consuming the man's sperm which naturally flowed into her mouth which had quickly reached its maximum capacity, allowing a few drops to overflow.
Aelion, for his part, collapsed onto the bed, his breathing ragged. His still blurry vision did not really distinguish what was happening; it was when Seraphina stood up and swallowed the last drop of his nectar that he finally understood the situation. The vampire no longer held back; standing in front of Aelion lying down, she removed her clothes, showing herself naked without constraint, purely out of desire.
"Hey, wait, what are you doing?" Aelion retorted in shock.
"You know very well what I'm doing," she continued, her eyes fixed on his crotch, biting her lip.
"Listen, I don't think you're really conscious of what you're doing."
"Fuck, don't ruin my mood and come here."
"I refuse, I feel like I'm taking advantage of you," he added, sitting cross-legged on the bed.
"Just tell yourself that I'm doing it to thank you for saving me."
"I don't like this way of doing things, what we are about to do is not a transaction or anything... The kiss is enough as thanks, I apologize for that, by the way."
Seraphina sighed, exasperated. He was really too formal for a man, it was part of his charm.
"Aelion, please don't make me say it: I really want it, it's what I want and with you precisely," the vampire retorted, having turned all red and embarrassed.
He finally gave in. At her request, he moved closer to the edge of the bed. Sitting, the woman with the crimson gaze came closer and settled onto his legs, making sure to rub her phallus on the lips of her pussy. A moan escaped her lips before she could sit down on the one she desired.
The young man who had already come earlier became erect once again following Seraphina's action. She slightly moved her hips on the pipe that was rubbing against her intimate parts. The two individuals no longer seemed like strangers, they had become like lovers. Aelion who finally succumbed to the atmosphere and the pleasure began to kiss her on the back, then on the neck, moving up to her lips which she gave wholeheartedly.
A tender and passionate kiss, mixing love, sweetness, and desire. When Seraphina's tongue sought Aelion's, he responded with more fervor. His hands had not remained still, he caressed the whole masterpiece that was her body, passing over her firm breasts which he pressed like a hungry wolf and her nipples which he pinched, her flat stomach and finishing his path between her legs where her already wet lower lips incessantly pressed against his erected shaft.
The two gave each other mutual pleasure.
While he touched her down below, fumbling and sliding on her most sensitive inner zones, she used her hand to make him come. In the end, they both reached their climax, each releasing their liquid under high pressure. Aelion and Seraphina collapsed from fatigue, their bodies trembling, one on top of the other.