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"Well if it is so generous to its occupants then how is it that in your prison there is not but one who is able to satisfy my own hungers and that one happens to be atop me currently..."

He takes and makes a hair thin cut down your sides using his finger nails just deep enough to let but one drop ride the length of the cut non stop and fall onto the ground.

"Well see there is some red and we have blue from the shadows but do you think you can get the white?..."

"Hmm well I spose I could help there..."

Iokomota presses up against you and into you pulling you into a kiss as he slowly begins to thrust deeply.

Iokomota pulls you up between thrusts up to his mouth as it kisses you before moving lower to your neck where you can feel his fangs growing against your skin in anticipation.

"Perhaps...not a fly....but a mosquito..."

Iokomota waits for a time continuing to thrust shortening the time till climax before he makes the Bite sinking his fangs deep in allowing Chi to feel them on the inside of her neck as he thrusts again drawing forth her blood into his mouth.

It was around noon when Ritska was walking down the hill from the mansion to the beach, a small bag hanging off one shoulder and a beach towel thrown over the other. The air was warm and the sun was bright considering it was not yet spring. For once, she wasn't wearing a long sleeve shirt and pants, but something meant for warmer weather. Ritska smiles, looking out at the sparkling blue waters. It was probably too cold to swim, but it was still nice out.
Ritska makes her way down the last bit of the pathway before reaching the beach, then drops her stuff near a small rock outcropping when she reaches it and spreads the towel out there. Ritska stretches, then takes a sketchbook from her bag and sitting down on the towel flips to a blank page. After looking around for a moment, Ritska saw a seagull nearby and smiled slightly, then began drawing.

Somewhere out in the distance she can't help but notice the thin silver tendrils of Iokomota's hair splayed out on the waters surface as he floats face down in the water every now and then gently kicking on of his legs as he lets the sounds of the ocean fill his ears.

Whish.... Splash...

Waves crashed against the boulders below the cliffs, like thunder clapping with every strike. The wind blew briskly across Kenshin's face as the pungent smell of the old sea filled his nostrils with the scent of the many craetures that occupied it's habitat. Tonight was an espesially chilly night to be out, and any normal person would have dressed for warmth. Kenshin stood just before the edge, skipping rocks out across the crests of the waves, with his sleeves rolled to his elbows. It was seldom a moment he got to take in the beauty of its nature like this. Seldom he had a moment to hisself to think clearly without the chaos of his life and the everyday toils of his business and the estate. Kenshin sighed contently, closing his eyes.