I dwell in possibility...

...You just know that’s likely happened to him as a hotelier too, lol!!

Top untied at the bottom, legs on either side of the chaise lounge, you let the warm breeze slip and wrap around your body. It’s taken all your savings and most your courage to get you on this solo vacation and you intend to enjoy it.

Another drink finished you let the condensation drop onto chest, roll between breasts, then move glass to enjoy the chill of it on your stomach. It feels nice, nicer still when the breeze hits and skin pricks up. You set the cup lower, between legs, and nearly moan at the rush from the cold.

With a glance around you set glass aside, spread legs wider, feel the artificial wetness between. You cup, let single finger press damp suit bottom against sex, brushing own clit in a moan. The wind seems to encourage, blowing over you in reply. 

Quickly the slickness isn’t artificial, your desire growing fast as you slip hand between pussy and polyester. Mind turns to many, but none specific, as fingers play between folds. Two encircle clit as other hand joins to tease your entrance. You close eyes, lick lips, keep going.

Heart races, breaths become pants, and you slip two fingers inside yourself. It’s awkward, not the best, but it works in the moment. It’s enough for what you’d call a small orgasm, just something to take the edge off after going so long without...

Pine watches from the edge of the water, first in curiosity, then interest. Arousal. You were not the first he’s caught at the hotel, not even the first on a balcony, but certainly you were one of the few he’d have liked to join.

((I, haha, just couldn’t actually get Pine to lend a helping hand, as it were...but someone was caught masturbating so, you know, it counts, lol!! Hope you enjoyed, @lady-crowned-with-stars and thanks for the prompt!!))

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I’d say you should add a genre, but with Dessert and Caught Masturbating I can pretty much guess it, LOL!!

Adam licks, sucks, moans over his dessert...O-Neg blood popsicle. Your O-Neg, and it’s delicious. He indulges as you doze in the other room, not wishing to disturb you with his petty, vampiric, needs. This will do. Until you wake and give over to him, this will do fine.

His next moan has an echo and causes Adam to pause, listen. It’s you. While he continues to eat, faster now, he smiles hearing you. Moving, groaning, and not in pain or discomfort...not if the tangy scent on the air is any indication. Lips lift in faint smile as he finishes his popsicle and makes his way back to the bedroom.

Nude, with legs spread out, you imagine him. His fingers teasing your clit, his fingers sliding into the wet heat of your cunt as you arch slightly. It’s not the same, not nearly close to the same pleasures Adam gives you. 

“Mmm...” He watches from the doorway with aroused interest, the thrill of your blood mixing with the rush of the sight of you displayed before him. 

You gasp hearing Adam’s voice, but don’t stop. In fact, you go further, slip another finger inside of you. “...Help...” You order, beg, something in between.

He closes in, takes your legs to pull you to the edge of the bed before him. Adam drops to his knees as you take soaked fingers from cunt. He grabs wrist, indulges in your fingers as he did the popsicle, before the vampire turns attention to your sex and the tempting beat of your femoral...Delicious...

Gods I love writing Adam and a sexy Adam is just, unf, delicious, haha! I hope you like this one, @catalinaacosta and thank you for submitting - you did it wonderfully and are more than welcome to prompt again! Hope everyone else out there enjoys this one too!! (Tagging you, @ladyfluff, because Adam, lol!!))

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