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The night Ariadne met Aubrey, things didn't turn out as they were supposed to. It started out just fine - they met in the bar they'd agreed on, chatted inside for a while about nonsense like the weather, then stepped outside to talk business.

It was as though the dark figure had been waiting for them - Aubrey was right in the middle of a sentence when suddenly a tall figure swooped in out of nowhere and descended on her like a rabid dog. Ariadne screamed as the person - thing - whatever it was - ripped her throat out, and the next thing she knew she was running blindly back towards the street, something warm trickling down her temple. The time that followed was fuzzy - she knew she must've ran for a while, because she was out of breath, but then she was in a cab (the cabbie was giving her a funny look, maybe to do with that warm trickle), and then she was at a hotel, getting more funny looks as she stumbled into the elevator.

Then she was pounding on Arthur's door, praying to whatever gods might be listening that he was inside.

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It was the strangest feeling - knowing he was drinking her blood, which should've been disgusting to her, but instead it only increased her pleasure, knowing it gave him sustenance and he enjoyed her taste.

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Arthur liked at the puncture wounds, the same ones from the first bite, before he licked his lips.

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"Good?" she asked, turning her head to look at him, her hips moving in counterpoint with his. She squeezed herself around his cock, to see how he'd respond.

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He bit his lip on a grunt. "Perfect."

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Ariadne whimpered, slipping her hand between them to touch herself.

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Arthur reached down with one hand as well and placed on top of hers.

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"Arthur," she moaned quietly.

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He directed her fingers in a slow circle around her clit.

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She moaned again, helpless in his arms and perfectly happy to let him do whatever he wanted.

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"God, you're beautiful," he breathed out.

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She shook her head slightly, disbelieving.

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He grinned. "Yes, you are."

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She bit her lip, gripping his shoulder with her free hand. She shook her head again, but her back arched up against him. "Close..."

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He quickened her fingers against her.

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She made a noise in the back of her throat, her lips parting. After a moment, she sucked in a breath, her body tensing as she came.

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Arthur grunted when she tightened around him. He pressed his face against her neck.

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She slid her arms around his neck, relaxing underneath him with a quiet hum of pleasure.

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He lifted his head up and kissed her.

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She returned the kiss enthusiastically, tightening her grip on him.

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He licked into her mouth as he hand came up to her breast.

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She moaned into his mouth, arching her body up against him in encouragement.

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Arthur sat up a moment later and smiled down at her.

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"You gonna finish what you started?" she asked, tightening herself around him.

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He grunted and patted her hip. "Yes. If you'll let me."

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"Mm, you can do whatever you want with me," she said with a little grin.