*sniffs the girl up and down, takes a satisfing look and grins* perfect.... *gazes into her eyes and removes her fear. She now is fond of him, she relaxes. He than leads her to the castles courtyard. There he removes the robe and runs his fingers down between her breasts to her clitterous, carefull not to cut her. He takes his longest finger and and slides it into her cunt. She moans and shivers slightly, Merely noticing this looks up with an evil gaze and shoves his claw into her deep. Riping the insides. Blood gushes from within, a crimson trail of passion. The blood runs down his forearm, he can hear the peoples horror, and he is enjoying it. The blood trickels to the ground. She moans much louder. Maybe out of pain, but quite possible out of passion. He jerks his hand into a twist and there is a crunching sound. He than yanks his arm out. Slinging blood onto the now blanketed puddle of blood that was known as the ground. In the blink of an eye he is standing with her neck in his massive jaws. She moans one final time. It is her climax. Merelys has been a repeative thing since he started. She grabs him and pulls him close, the blood drenching his suit and her body. At this moment they are the closest to one another. There is no touch quite like that of the embrace of a vampire. Not to mention that the vampire is Merely. When he released his oral grip she falls to the ground. Her lips are blue and skin is like snow. Merelys eyes roll back into his head, the climax is over and he is satisfied. He than walks to the castle. Stumbling and staggering as if he was drunk. Leaving a trail of blood. *

"SOMEONE CLEAN UP THIS MESS BEFORE I COME BACK OR I WILL HAVE ALL OF YOUR HEADS." *he screams, he is agitated, the embrace seems to do this. maybe it is the blood lust or maybe somthing more. The look of demons dancing in his eyes suggest somthing more. Much more. He makes it into the castle where he shall rest.