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Red Moon
🕑 Added 2021-10-13 06:04:15 +0000 UTCIn the distance you could hear the grunts and sounds of the great creature that ran through the forest, lit by the Red Moon that glowed avidly in the sky, giving a crimson hue to that night with few clouds. His instincts craved the hunt, slashing his prey with his claws and sating his inner beast with blood.
His keen sense of smell caught a familiar odor that didn't belong in that setting. His hearing caught a faint hiss of blades cutting the wind to his right. With an agility disproportionate to his great bulk, he managed to dodge the daggers with some ease, which hit the nearby trees. Even far away, he could feel the silver emanating from the daggers. Until he refocused on the familiar scent from before, where he could finally see his tormentor…
The stranger's snow-white skin reflected some of the crimson moonlight, as did his long hair and silver goatee. His only outfit was a beautiful red robe. You didn't have to see his fangs to know he was a damn bloodsucker. Your enemy.
The beast within wanted blood and leapt toward the vampire with its sharp claws. But its attack was intercepted by currents of energy that sprang from the ground, immobilizing the beast. A second familiar scent appears at the same time another figure appears out of nowhere beside the vampire. You could see runes of energy on his hands, the same color as the chains.
— Done! He's immobilized, Draven — the wizard told the vampire.
— Nice to know that at least that trick still works, Micah — Draven replied, smiling.
— Need I remind you that he escaped your castle's 'infallible dungeon'? — Micah replied, as he summoned more chains to immobilize the werewolf, which reverted to a more humanoid form, but with some animal aspects.
— We underestimated the effect of the red moon on Tallon. Maybe we are getting old…
— Say it for yourself, I'm the youngest of the threesome. Luckily, he came to the forest and didn't kill anyone along the way. Take advantage, go and do what you do best — the chains forced the beast to his feet, although he struggled a lot. IIn the blink of an eye, Draven was already behind Tallon and hugs him, digging his fangs close to the beast's neck next.
The beast's fury was filled with a sensation of ecstasy, similar to orgasm. Soon the burly werewolf's body was littered with little bites. Tallon was still struggling, but his body yielded more and more to the sensation of pleasure caused by La petite mort, the little death. When he looked at the mage, he was already naked, voraciously sucking his cock.
After all, there are two ways to placate a werewolf's fury on a red moon; filling it with blood… or with pleasure.
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I apologize for the tale being so long, but it was necessary to create an atmosphere interesting enough to tell the story of this art. Hope you like it...
