Sci-Fi RP Negotiating the Way of Space Elven Connections

She felt her Mawa rubbing against her backside, his hips grinding inti her ascsge submitted, her mawa's fangs nearly ripping her neck wide open. All it would take us a simply ripping jerk abd her blood would bath to the bridge floors abd her Mawa's body. But the Se was given the barest mercy, to keep serving him with her life than be spent so frivolous. He began drinking her blood.
 
Miria gurgled as he scythed his teeth into her body, unable to make a sound as he tore into her neck, his pressure the only thing holding it closed at that moment. Of course, when you had access to the kind of medical tech they had, this kind of thing wasn't exactly dangerous, as he gulped down his treat of her noble blood.
 
(XD they land on a feudal world and go "Oh shit people still die from injuries...why?")

Mala gulped her blood , but with her implants, she was luckily not going to go inti a blood deficit for a good while. His greed drags of her vitea was met by his hands pulling from her slit, twisting her around as he spread her legs
 
As she bled along his barfs, splashing blood and nectar onto their pet below, his barbs scrapping inti her as he pulled back and pounded inti her. His fangs cut inti her, biting her again and again, tearing her dress off her body and throwing it aside. Her wounds sealed by his tongue, stemming one bloody track after the next.
 

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