Hump Day Quickie - Driving Simon
Happy hump day, smut fans. Here's a little quickie to indulge your dirty side. #NSFW Driving Simon Vampire, by Evard Munch, 1893 Simon reflected, briefly, that in fact it was not terribly often that he mated with his own kind. Humans were so much softer and warmer and more pliable than vampires, you see. And, of course, humans had hot living blood within their veins. But his fascination with Ysbette had been morphing for some time into an attraction, and now that he had seen her feed it was nothing short of lust. She dropped the body, a man twice her size, and ran a pink tongue over glistening red lips. She hadn't acknowledged Simon's presence, but that was unnecessary; he was hardly hiding himself. As she wiped the last remaining drops of blood from her lips Ysbette arched her back against the brick wall of the building, crimson heels spread wide, and reached up to loose the straps of her top from around her neck. They slithered down and over her chest. Her ...
