[Transylvania] Castlevania

[Bloodedge]

Sadly, any relief given by his fangs would not last any longer than the initial draining did. Once the full amount of blood was able to circulate through Kasmina's body again, Sorin removed his fangs. The smallest trickle of residual blood escaped the bite marks then, trailing down the woman's collarbone. Before he fully pulled himself away, Sorin licked up this trail of blood until the holes in her neck began to seal themselves, which would serve as a sign of the transformation truly beginning. It was then that he loosened his hold, retreating enough to look this woman in the eye once again. "It begins now. There is no turning back."

[Apollymi]

Soon enough Sorin pulled away from her, though not before licking the wound and trail of blood left by his departure. And it was like that the calm and cooling effect of his fangs being buried within her flesh faded and she felt again as if she were burning from the inside out. By the time he pulled away from her, to look her in the eye, she was distinctly aware of his movements, her own eyes still closed as she found the words to express herself. "If we are being honest here, turning back was never really an option..." the girl murmured as her eyes opened. The wound on her neck had all but disappeared and her heart beat strongly pumping his blood to every corner of her person, facilitating this change into the undead. The first of other such changes to note, would be the shift in the young woman's eyes, which were no longer emerald green but instead seemed to have taken on a color similar to aged wine, a deep crimson the likes of which there was no earthly comparison.

At this point she regained control of herself on a more physical level, from the tips of her fingers up her arms she could feel everything. Even the slightest of movements seemed to exacerbate this burning sensation. It took all the mental strength the girl could muster to wrap her arms around this man's neck and pull herself ever closer. "My body is on fire, I know not how to resist this," she whispered to him, her throat feeling uncommonly parched. It was as if she was thirsty but from somewhere deeper than her stomach, it was if her soul wanted filling to restore the coolness of previous sensations. It felt as if there was nothing to extinguish the sensations. Even the gentle soothing of his fangs had been removed and the woman was left to feel all of herself changing molecule by molecule and it was as if each had their on nerves. How was she to cope with this thirst and this burning? It was driving her to madness.

[Bloodedge]

"My apologies, but..." Sorin's expression seemed just as dark as it had been when he gave his earlier warning of the transformation. With Kasmina's arms wrapped around his neck, he took hold of her sides with a semi-firm grip. He'd fed for the first time in many days tonight, but he'd only been able to enjoy the feeding as it happened. Now, he was stuck with the horrendous aftermath of his newly betrothed's suffering. She claimed she didn't know how to resist this burning sensation she had, and frankly, he had about as much of an idea as she did at the time. Before he spoke on this, he took hold of her face again. "I know as little as you, I'm afraid. I was born this way. I can only offer you comfort, my lady, and ensure no atrocities are committed during this transformation."

[Apollymi]

A sigh left this young woman, the likes of which she'd never exhaled before. It burned, even her own breath felt like tongues of flame as they left her. And even as her new husband tried to comfort her, it seemed he had no real answers. According to his own words, he'd been born a vampire, and thus had never gained this experience and knew not what to do to stop this burning within her. She had to find the answer she needed an answer, and as she looked into his face while he held her, the raven-haired lasses mind was full of burning possibilities. If she was merely thirsty she'd drink whatever to cool herself, go for a swim of the summer heat bore down to hard. But what did one do when every part of their mortal being burned from within, how did one ease their own suffering??

'Blood!' her mind almost screamed this word at her, and she suppressed the desire to say it. Obviously she now had a full understanding as to how massacres occurred when this transformation took place in others. She'd do almost anything to stop this nagging burning sensation, this feeling of constant death which prickled along her skin down her throat and into the very soul of her being. She understood how souls were lost because at this time she'd give almost anything to simply make it stop. It was stirring her brain, breaking the cool facade which had taken her through the entirety of her life thus far. Surely there was something which could help this sensation, even an offer of minor respite would help this young woman preserve herself this day. She'd been eased at least slightly a few moments prior to this one, the cool breeze from within, the light at the end of the tunnel. These were things her husband had given her through the pleasure of his bite. Would it be wrong to ask for something more in this moment to ease her suffering? She thought this and looked into her husband's eyes her face moving ever closer to his, while her hands began moving about the buttons near his collar with untold deftness. "I need to ease this, and keep my mind. I wish to feed this burning sensation with my desire for you... can we do this... husband?" she asked, as the words left her mouth she gently sucked the bottom corner of her lip inside revealing a dainty fang had indeed replaced her canine tooth. Surely it wasn't terribly far-fetched, easing the burning of her body with someone else was her first thought. But instead of taking blood, she could make do with the sort of pleasure his bite had given her. It was just the sort of cooling sensation she required now.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever Kasmina needed at his time, Sorin was more than ready to assist. He stared intently into eyes which had taken on the hue of blood. Knowing this to be a sign of a transformation boasting great power, he wondered exactly what sort of havoc would be wreaked if she were to break loose. If he didn't know any better, he'd consider himself in this moment to be a potential victim for the newblood's hypnosis. Instead, it seemed he was to be a victim of something else. In Kasmina's state of torment, she reached out to his collar... or more specifically, the buttons which held it together. Her words which followed brought rise to his brow. "Desire, you say?" he questioned with a smile. Everything made sense now. These urges he'd suffered from the night they met... he'd known from the beginning that it was not bloodlust alone which compelled him. Now, with his wife in such close proximity, and her hands moving in such a way, he fully understood Kasmina's desires, as well as his own. "Such a strange way to approach the topic. But... of course. It is my sworn duty to you for the duration of our lives, after all." With that said, Sorin had to move forward only a few inches to press pursed lips against those of Kasmina.

[Apollymi]

At the mention of her desires, it seemed her husband was content to smile in her face. She was fine with this as her fingers, undid several buttons. She'd gotten all the way down to his navel a single finger dragging over flesh as she finished. But it appeared that he thought her way of broaching this topic to be strange. She didn't much care about that, given the fact that it was literally requiring the utmost concentration from her to not scream or try and run so she could do something about how parched she was presently. Still she couldn't help but allow a small smile to come to her as she looked this man in the eye and his face came ever closer to hers. His lips making contact with hers was the single most refreshing thing she'd experienced in the last few moments, it calmed the burning in her face as her eyes came to a close. 'Yes, we can do this...' she thought as both her hands found their way to the sides of his face, she found her nails and grown into small claws but she didn't care. She sank into this moment, trying to find the depth of this cooling feeling.

[Bloodedge]

Each moment in which his lips made contact with Kasmina's was followed by the lightest of retreats and a gentle brushing of his lips against hers. The hands against his face were growing claws; he could feel them granting small scratches to his skin. This was all perfectly fine, but the scent of Kasmina's blood was beginning to return. This forced the return of his own claws as he gripped her sides. He had to be mindful at this time to avoid harming her wedding dress, lest Madalina become infuriated, so he transferred his hands to the sides of her neck instead.

Sorin's chest had been bared by the efforts of Kasmina. With this being the case, he decreased the distance between them further. His bare skin pressed against that which could be seen above Kasmina's collarbone. At the same time, his lips left hers. Their new place was found upon her neck, where she'd previously been bitten. And with that... he sank his teeth into her once more.

[Apollymi]

There was repeated contact between the lips of the Count and the Countess. She'd bared the skin of his chest, and soon enough would find herself able to feel it by virtue of the openness of her top. The brushes of their lips seemed to be infuriatingly short. These moments were mildly cooling and seemed to tease the young woman but she didn't really mind as his flesh made contact with hers. She was gratified soon enough to have his hands on either side of her neck, though he soon regrew his claws, hinting to the lass that she was likely stoking his hunger once more. It didn't matter to her, in fact she'd welcome another bite from him as the sweetest of releases from the torment of this burning body of hers.

As if the thoughts of her inner mind had been heard, this man's lips left her own more permanently moving to the side of her neck. To the now perfect skin where she'd been bitten originally. His lips met her skin and it was as if a breeze moved across it. A sigh escaped her gently parted lips, and then it came. His flesh against hers, and then his fangs sinking into her skin once more, sending a wave of pleasurable sensation through her body the likes of which gave her the clarity she needed to feel past that burning. The raven haired lass moaned against his body as she felt that cooling wave wash over her person. If they did this, she could remain herself until the burning stopped. But she needed more of this, both her body and mind demanded it.

[Bloodedge]

As soon as Sorin bit into Kasmina's flesh, he felt a bit of the tension she had built up release through her shoulders. He could be of help, after all, at least in this way. He knew how his own bite functioned; if he only sank his teeth in deeper, it would likely do no harm. Sure, an extra pinch would come from the sensation of being bitten, but... he doubted that would be a worry of the woman. So, he did indeed push his fangs deeper into her; he didn't stop until he reached the point of applying pressure with his incisors. Sorin's hands were reaching to grab Kasmina's shoulders at this point, and he was working toward decreasing Kasmina's blood pressure to take the edge off. If he could manage to cause some small amount of blood leak from her body, it would be beneficial in the long-run.

[Apollymi]

Kasmina got the relief of this man's fangs sinking into her flesh, but it seemed she was in for more. Soon she would be receiving something more, as he sank even further into his bite. She was stunned a bit as there was another pinch, but she was less concerned with the physical aspect of this because the deepened bite did even more for providing her relief from this burning sensation. Of course, she had no idea what he had planned but as the burning was further eased she could feel nothing but faith that he'd take care of her. Soon his hands were closer to her shoulders, and she continued to experience the rushing coolness which was his bite while her body let off the addition steam which was this burning transformation.