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Rosie

The club was dark and the soft beat of music thumped through the building rattling its way through the bodies of all of the people in the space, this wasn't just any old sort of club, this was a strip club focused on serving creatures of all different kinds. Humans, werewolves, vampires and any mix of other supernatural beasts wandered the floors. Some stopped here and there to watch the girls on the main stage whilst others approached some of the girls working the floors, whispered sweet words to them before heading off to the back rooms for privacy. The club, by comparison to others, was decedent. The colors of black, gold and red were the main themes of the furniture and walls; no expense was spared when it came to how lavish the club was.

Rosie was one of the girls who worked as a stripper there, her preferred clients were vampires and werewolves. For some reason they seemed to enjoy the company of humans and Rosie was more than happy to indulge them, her regular clients paid her well and she was one of the highest earning girls in the club. It helped that she had a look of someone who should be working as a model instead of a stripper but here she was with her soft blue eyes and hip length white blonde hair, her clients liked how she looked on their arms.

Her delicate height of five foot three and slim frame made the envy of some of the other women who wanted her clients for themselves, when Rosie had first started working at the club she had been sixteen, she had lied at the time and had said that she was eighteen but no one called her out on being younger than she claimed to be. Now she was twenty-three and had been working at the club the longest, sure she could have left the club any time but she didn't want to. It had basically become her home and her coworkers had become her family.

It was a normal night for Rosie when it came to working, she was dressed in a white lingerie set which left very little to the imagination and a pair of black platform stiletto heels that took her small five foot three frame up to five foot five, they had been a gift from one of her first clients and Rosie adored them. As she walked amongst the people in the club, some were drinking wine others blood and some were just indulging in the carnal sins of life on some of the couches that were in the main part of the club. These couches were covered with sheer black curtains giving those there a small bit of privacy as they did what they wished too, Rosie wasn't looking for any one in particular as none of her normal clients were there yet, she was just looking.

She had heard whispers over the last few days that there was a new person in town and Rosie curious if they would show up in the club and so she was scanning to see any new faces in the dim lighting. The whispers had been that the newcomer was a hybrid, one who didn't claim to be anything other than a hybrid. Rosie knew normally that hybrids tended to pick a side, some chose to represent their vampire sides whilst others chose to live as werewolves, but this newcomer apparently was shaking things up by picking neither and Rosie wanted to meet them. A rarity for her was someone who was neither vampire nor wolf but chose to accept the blended nature that they had.

It was a few hours into her shift and Rosie was sprawled on one of the couches, her hip length hair draped over the arm of the couch as her head sat on the lap of a vampire who saw now and again. He wasn't a regular but more of an occasional indulger of the club, he had already fed on her for the night and two neat little mark on the left side of her neck were leaking blood slightly, slowly trailing down towards her breasts, which seemed so stark against her pale skin, looking towards the entrance of the club she raised a brow seeing people moving out of the way for someone. Catching sight of a very tall man walking in Rosie raised a brow as she watched him through the sheer black curtain, seeing him look over towards her Rosie moved onto her side so she could continue to watch as he headed for the bar and took a seat.

Smirking a little she couldn't help but giggle a little as she watched a couple of girls walk up to him, speak for a moment before getting shooed off. The girls in question were new and had no idea how to deal with men like that, rolling herself off of the couch she waved a little to the vampire she had been laying on before she headed towards the newcomer. Reaching him Rosie stood behind him, getting close she leaned her chest against his back as she draped her arms over his shoulders so she could rest her hands on his chest as she placed her chin gently on his shoulder. "I've never seen you here before" Rosie purred into the mans ear sweetly, some of her regulars called Rosie cheeky and others compared her to a cat that wanted attention all of the time to the point that her nickname had become kitten in the club. "Tell me, what is your drink of choice and I'll get it put on my tab" she purred as she gently began to trace patterns on the mans chest through his shirt, from what she could see of this man Rosie knew he was well built and defiantly much taller than her which she liked.

Rosie knew the other girls would be jealous seeing her draped over the newcomer, but most of them didn't have the confidence that she did. She did what she wanted and she was allowed to get away with it, after all, she was the club favorite.

 

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He always did research on the competition and the work on that was enjoyable. Managing a strip club came with hard work but also benefits and high profits. Ren took a keen, personal interest in making sure his clientele had the best performers. One night he heard one of his dancers complaining about a woman at Secret Sins she had just danced with that was commanding all the clients attention and wallets. He leaned on the doorway as she bitched, taking in her complaints as observations. Ren knew he had to check this “Rosie” out and went back to his office and made his travel plans. As he finished, one of his dancers came into his office and as he turned his chair to face her, she slipped into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck “I have an hour before my next set, Ren.” Ren was a good looking man, tall, muscular, tattooed and well dressed. His white shirt in contrast to his darker skin, and the dark vest he wore. He came across as a sophisticated yet rugged, middle aged confident man and it wasn't unusual that dancers, and other women would gravitate into his arms and bed. His wealth showed too, the thick platinum necklace and finger rings had him dripping money. Cherry came around regularly and he indulged her at times but he was laser focused tonight on this “Rosie” and dismissed her politely "Another time baby.” Her frowning pout and her “OK Daddy” fell on him softly as his attention was already elsewhere.

He left the next day and he made his way to Secret Sins. He moved the name, it drew in clients wanting both secrecy and sinning. Ren surveyed the club as he entered it and began to invest himself immediately as a patron of interest. He threw money at the bar, the help and at the dancers but did with a casual and non-chalant confidence. He was looking forward to seeing Rosie work the crowd and the dance floor. He hadn't seen the woman yet that exemplified the star of the club but his VIP booth gave him a great view of the club and he was impressed with it making mental notes on things he could improve his own club with.

His eyes on the woman wrapped around the pole in front of him as she hung upside-down grinding her barely jeweled clad core against the stainless steel shaft and her eye contact on him had his attention. That was until he felt feminine arms wrapping around him from behind, a coy and coaxing voice, and an intimacy that told him this must be Rosie. He turned to look at her and she was stunningly hot but he'd seen many hot women before so he played it cool with her. Responding to her intimacy, he reached up and touched her cheek and whispered “I'll have a Slow Comfortable Screw Against the Wall, love. I bet your bartender knows how to make it but I'd be glad to show you if he doesn't.” He smiled softly at her leaving nothing to her imagination about what had jumped into his mind. What also jumped into his mind was how to hire her away from this club to his. It was going to take money, creativity and his own personal investment and commitment to her. As she left to get his drink, he watched her amble to the bar, clearly knowing his eyes were glued to her form and she'd be correct if she guessed he was getting hard if he wasn't already. Turning back briefly to the dance floor, he thought he saw the pole-hanging dancer mouth the words “fuck” in surrender to Rosie capturing his attention.

 

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Rosie smirked a little when the man she was draped over turned and looked at her, letting him reach up and touch her cheek she moved her head slightly to press more of her cheek into his hand. She had learnt quickly that she made better money the more affection she showed towards her clients, as long as she made them feel as if they were the only men in her life just for a few hours they were in the club the paid her very well. Listening to him as he whispered to her what he wanted Rosie couldn't help but laugh softly, "Oh I do love the sound of that" she purred back at him teasingly.

She wasn't shy at all when it came to teasing and flirting, hell it was her job, moving so she was no longer draped over him Rosie made her way over to the bartender to place her new mystery man's order. Leaning against the bad as she waited she looked over to wards the man for a moment before her eyes drifted over to the girl on the pole he was watching, seeing her mouth the word 'fuck' Rosie couldn't help but giggle as she raised her left hand to her mouth and blew a kiss towards the other woman. The other girls loved to scramble for new clients, some of them fell over each other to try and beat Rosie to them but in the end she always got what she wanted over the other girls. Shaking her head a little Rosie looked back at the bartender when he placed the drink in question in front of her and she grabbed it, walking back over to the man she was determined to make a new client of hers and placed it down in front of him before she moved and perched herself on his lap comfortably making sure to wiggle a little wanting to get him as hard as possible.

Leaning against him lightly Rosie casually draped her right arm across his shoulders, "So, what brings such a handsome man such as yourself, to Secret Sins?" Rosie asked sweetly. The man she was sitting on was very handsome and Rosie had no doubt that he would not struggle at all to get girls into his bed, hell, she wanted to get into his bed with him. It wasn't that Rosie was desperate for companionship like some of the other girls who worked there, but she did go out of her way to make sure that she tended all of the needs of her more high paying clients. Unlike some of the other women who worked there, Rosie had a relatively low body count as she didn't have sex with all of her clients, out of the hundreds of men who Rosie had entertained over her time she had only ever slept with ten of them.

 

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Being around hot women was one thing, and being around a woman who knew how to wrap herself around a man's primal need and bend his mind was another thing altogether. Rosie was all of those elements and more. His mind struggled to not see her in bed under and over him and focus on just what kind of money machine she could be for him and his club. It was a heated battle that he knew what side he would yield to when she returned. He watched her at the bar in the mirrors around him before she swung back around sauntering to his VIP booth. The cool faux black leather seat did nothing to cool him down as he felt her straddle him and hand him his drink. He enjoyed her grinding as she purred her question. She was good at it all, and he marveled to himself that in this brief amount of time he had her wanting her so bad.

Holding up the glass “Thank you for this Rosie” he sipped the well-made cocktail. The bartender or her weren't holding back on making a solid pour and crafted drink. Setting it down, he slid his strong hands onto her thighs that settled on each side of his. The thick ringed fingers grazed an inch or two higher as he looked into her eyes. Softly now and looking directly into her eyes “I came here to see you. I'm sure many men do, and I can see why they keep coming back.” He squeezed her thighs softly and he knew security was zooming the camera into them but kept the pressure firm but gentle. “I had heard about you and had to see for myself.” Ren's situational awareness was high, and without directly looking at the other male clientele he could sense the competitive rise for her attention in the room grow exponentially. “Good” he thought, the room needs her. He kept his dark, steely gaze and attention on Rosie now checking her own reaction to being around a strong male crossing a few frontiers other men had tried artificially and bravely to cross. He imagined the exchange of wealth and lust before his own encounter with her. He smiled to himself thinking of the racing hearts, dry mouths, fingers fumbling for money, and leaking hardness that probably sat right where he was now. She wasn't flinching from her flirtation, yet.

Ren practiced his real reason for being here with her on his lap. The layout and timing of his invitation for her to come to “The Dark Side”, the name of his club, needed style and not just a brute force request. He wanted her to come to him for more than the money. She needed to be alive with need and want for more than commercial enterprise. He needed to tell if her desire to engage men sexually and sensually wasn't just skin and wallets deep. He needed more time and evaluation for that judgment that he sought - that she loved doing this, many women hated it but out on a good show that they did. He wanted the real thing.

“If you reach into my jacket pocket, there is something there for you.” Though there was something rising against his pants pocket below that was there for her too, and she was surely more than aware of his ardor and the generosity of it. He had two envelopes in his jacket pocket for her to draw out. One was labeled “Private Party Fund” and the other merely said “For Later”. One had $1,000 in it for a private show he was sure she would give in to that request. The other envelope had $25,000 in it as a bonus he would explain “later.” If he felt good about her in an hour, the bonus would be a hook, and if not, a reward for the great time he was sure he would spend with her in bed.

 

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Rosie couldn’t help the soft smirk that danced on her lips feeling the bulge in his pants grow, but as soon as he said her name she raised a brow slightly. It wasn’t uncommon for men to come to the club looking just for her, but those men were locals who knew of her reputation, and this man she was straddling was a newcomer to town. That she knew for sure, as Rosie knew she would remember seeing such a man walking the streets. He was hard to miss, such a scrumptious man would not be ignored by Rosie at all, even outside of work. “You came just to see little old me?” Rosie asked sweetly as she moved her hips a little more grinding herself against him, she wanted to see this man without his clothes. All she could imagine was tracing every inch of his skin, learning every line of muscle and every tattoo that she could see. The feeling of his hands on her thighs made her lean back a fraction as she let him do what he wished, if he wanted to touch more of her Rosie would let him without complaint. It was her job to make every man that came to her feel as if she was only there to please them, and while most other women didn’t enjoy bending over backwards for men, Rosie did it because it kept her at the top and she liked it.

She wanted to know everything about the man she was straddling. Was he a vampire or a werewolf like her normal clients or was he was the mystery hybrid she had heard whispers of. She had never had a hybrid and Rosie wanted to play with one to see how fun they could be. When he said that there was something in his jacket pocket for her Rosie grinned a little at him as she slowly slid her hands from his shoulders, one of her hands moved for his jacket pocket and her other hand moved to the rising bulge in his pants. “Only one thing for me?” She teasingly asked as she grabbed one of the envelopes from his pocket, she had felt the second one but Rosie guessed that was something else and not for her. Moving a little on his lap she held the envelope with both hands and tipped her head to the side a little as she read what was written on it, “Private party fund?” She asked with a soft laugh before she tossed the envelope off to the side on the couch not bothering to look inside of it. “You know, I could just spend all night with you for free” Rosie purred as she pressed the front of her body against his, leaning in she moved her mouth to his ear, “Maybe I’ll give you a freebie this time since you’re new here” she whispered into his ear.

Smirking to herself Rosie moved her mouth to his neck and began to place gentle, teasing kisses in his skin. She had learnt quickly that some men liked getting free sessions with her now and again, it guaranteed that they came back and threw a lot of money at her. “I’ll let you do anything you want to me” Rosie said to him softly in between the kisses she was placing on his neck, as she kissed his skin she continued to slowly grind herself against him. Getting an idea she smirked to herself as she leaned backwards before she gracefully got off of his lap, her movements were calculated and showed experience as she lowered herself onto the floor and knelt between his legs.

Settling herself comfortable between his legs Rosie laid her head on his left thigh and looked up at him innocently, her actions showing that she was defiantly living up to her nickname of kitten, “If you like, we can skip the show and go straight for the fun part” she said sweetly as she moved her right hand and stroked her fingers against the fabric of his pants over the bulge she knew was there for her. “I am happy to take care of this for you, Mr, Mysterious” Rosie added sweetly, playfully giving him a nickname, as she took her head off of his thigh, all of her clients enjoyed it when Rosie was submissive for them and she was going to show this new guy what he had been missing.

 

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As Rosie coiled around him and ground his ardor stronger, Ren felt the urge to let his dark side loose. But he wouldn't, not here in the open- even though it seemed a safe place to morph into the hybrid that he was. It would certainly allow for a wild time which it seemed they both needed and would enjoy. He rarely morphed in public, into the combination of lycan, vampire and his human foundation. His strength was more than that of all combined and his thirst for conquest and lust was unmatched. And right now, Rosie was the brewing quarry. Maybe in a private room she could elicit the Vesperan that he was but he preferred this night he stayed “contained.” He could still unleash a dark powerful side that unraveled from his core even in his human form.

That dark side of him is what spawned creating his club, drawing in both the suspecting and unsuspecting men and women. Some came purely for the erotic excitement and edging. He could sense others came to cross over into a darker frontier, and he could indulge that. Like Secret Sins, his clientele was a mix of mortals and transformers that gave up their money to feel wanted. Others gave up their money to experience something much deeper and that happened in special ways in special chambers. The Dark Side gave him the opportunity to make money and to couple business with what was in his soul - satisfy the dark lust in him.

He murmured approval as she stroked his male ego and his body with her touch, her body, and her coy act that must have drained significant sums from the club's clients. Or maybe they were hers now as she clearly had the ability to own the men around her. Her poses, mocking what could be between them made him growl and lift his own hips in reply trying to join their cores hard. He needed her to feel more of his male response and he gave it to her as he leaned back on his lap. He watched her barely covered core ride and mash against the prominent swelling that she had easily found. His hands held her thighs and his palms slid closer to her core and his heavily ringed thumbs perched on the tendons of her loins, wanting to slip inside the fabric covering her mound.

As she took out the envelope, read it and cavalierly tossed it aside proclaiming he could have a free time with her, he calmly kept her gaze. “Nothing is free Rosie” and he smiled as she slid between his legs and rested her cheek against his thigh. While she stared up at him and not his loins, he had no doubt she had already gauged his sexual merit and the musk he was emitting would be inhaled and settle into her brain. He touched her cheek knowing where this would lead to. She made sure too as she covered his swollen, constrained member through his pants and offered her service. “Someplace private Rosie, just you and me.” He had lost the debate to keep business front and center. There would be time for that discussion later, after she took care of him. He looked forward to turning the tables and taking care of her to the point his vesperan abilities had her wanting more…and more. Then and only then after being sated would he bring up the offer of coming to The Dark Side, and it would make the invitation that much more compelling.

 

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Rosie knew very well that nothing in life came for free, but she was in business of making things happen for her clients no matter what. Moving her hands to his thighs she used him to get to her feet, keeping her hands on his thighs Rosie kept herself bent over in front of him with a small smirk dancing on her lips, if he wanted to go someplace private Rosie was happy to do that for him. One of the good things about her boss was that he had made sure to make private bedrooms in the back of the club that the girls could take high paying clients into, but since Rosie brought in the most money her boss allowed her to take any of her clients that she wanted to back there.

"You might think that nothing is free," Rosie started as she leaned into him so her lips were inches from his, "But I'm allowed to give freebies whenever I desire" she purred with a grin before she stood upright and took her hands away from his thighs. Grabbing the envelope from the couch that she had tossed aside Rosie held it out towards him casually waiting for him to take it back, "I'm not taking your money for tonight baby, maybe next time you come in I'll take your money" she laughed. Once the envelope was no longer in her hand Rosie nodded her head to the side a little indicating for him to follow her, "You want to go somewhere more private, I'll take you to the proper private rooms we have" she said with a smile before she turned from him and lead the way further into the club.

Reaching a corridor with a bodyguard standing in front of it Rosie waved at him a little before he stepped aside to allow Rosie and her client to walk down the hall, walking past a few doors Rosie stopped in front of one and pushed it open. All of the girls who were working each night were allocated a room they could go too, looking back at her Mystery Man Rosie smirked as she made a come hither motion with her right index finger before she stepped into the room. The lighting of the room was dim but still bright enough so that the black and gold detailing of the room could be seen, there was also a private attached bathroom for the girls and their clients to use as they wished, the room was also sound proof so when the door was closed nothing from the club could be heard in the room. There was a large bed in the room, the sheets and blankets all followed the black and gold theme as well, walking over to the bed Rosie perched herself on the edge of it as she leaned down to undo her heels and tossed them off to the side.

She highly doubted she was going to need them for the rest of the night, at least not until she was ready to head for the staff room so she could get changed to go home once her shift was over. "Is this private enough for you?" Rosie asked sweetly as she stood back up showing him just how tiny she actually was without the help of her heels, the one good thing about being five foot three was that her clients loved how tiny she was compared to them.

 

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Rosie was leading the way now and also leading him, for now. She had a soft, veiled sense of control she coyly protected. She could lead for the moment and he studied her style closely wanting to know how she would handle his clientele if she ultimately accepted coming to the dark side. No woman, human or otherwise had denied him but he took her seriously and planned to invest heavily into her and in every way to obtain her. He watched her sashay down the corridor, past security and then open the door to the suite. His eyes took her in just as he knew she wanted him too. Setting her “freebie” comment aside, to him her stroll had urgency to it as well, she wanted him and he could smell her desire for him. Stepping in behind her, he took in the room and appreciated the backdrop for what was about to occur. But they could have been on a cold stone floor, and he had been before, with a woman letting everything go and it would have been good too.

The way she demurely took off her heels and gave herself to him was beautiful and he smiled as he slid off his jacket and looked down at her. Their size, a sharp contrast and he imagined her small frame spun around him and receiving everything he had. He could put on a show too, and undid the vest holding back his muscular chest. Letting it slip to the floor, he spread his legs striking a masculine pose and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes boring into hers in a locked gaze as he stripped the shirt away as it struggled briefly over his tattooed large biceps. His thick platinum chain necklace stood out against his tanned neck, he fingered it briefly before undoing it and then wrapping it around her neck after moving her hair aside lovingly, and closed the clasp. “This is all I want to see you wearing” his eyes gave the unnecessary command to bare herself to him.

Ren kicked off his black leather shoes and undid the belt buckle and took the thick leather strap out of the buckle but went no further. His thick platinum ring on his thumb tapped against the belt buckle briefly. Muscular, tanned and tattooed his body rose up an inch taller as he breathed deeply, then another inch and he groaned. His body was changing and the bulge in his pants was noticeably swelling and needed release from its confines. In a few more moments of lust driven desire, she'd see more of him that few got to see and experience and survive. And she was not only going to survive the next hour or more, he wanted her to thrive on the experience they would share. Watching her eyes and lips, he slowly unzipped his pants, and taking her small hands in his to finish the job he watched her eyes take him in as she was about to uncover the ultimate offer that could be added to the money he'd offer her to come to the dark side.

 

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Rosie bit her bottom lip a little as she ran her eyes over the man in front of her, she watched every movement of his carefully before she locked her eyes with his. Raising a brow a little she watched as he played with his platinum necklace before taking it off, when he placed it around her neck and did the clasp Rosie raised a hand and gently touched the necklace giving him a curious look. Sure she was used to her clients doting her with gifts but there was something about the way the man in front of her placed the necklace on her neck that seemed different, when he said that his necklace was the only thing he wanted to see her in Rosie smirked softly, “Yes sir” she purred as she began to slowly take off the lingerie she was clad in. Rosie kept her pace slow as she wasn’t going to rush, he seemed to be taking his time and so was she. Looking down at his hands as his thumb tapped in his belt buckle Rosie had to fight her desire to squeeze her thighs together, this man seemed to know exactly what motions to make to send a woman like her into wanting to see more. Letting her lingerie completely fall to the floor she tipped her head to the side a little as he began to unzip his pants, but when he stopped she pouted slightly, but the pout did not stay long on her lips when he took her hands to get her to finish the job.

Without hesitation Rosie continued to pull his zip down, “I have a feeling, this is going to be the best night I’ve had in a while” she said sweetly as she looked up at him. There was something she had always loved about men who took care of themselves, those men who kept themselves fit were always high on Rosie’s list of clients to keep on her good side and this man was going to be no different. Pressing her naked body up against his still half dressed body Rosie tipped her head to the side a little as she playfully stroked her fingers against the front of his pants, “Do you plan to tell me your name anytime soon?” She asked him curiously as she moved her fingers closer to the opening of his pants to tease him by making it seem as if she was going to pull his member from the confines of the fabric.

“I mean, I would love to know what name to moan while you’re fucking me” Rosie added sweetly before she moved back from him enough that she could lower herself onto her knees in front of him, looking up at him Rosie couldn’t help but admire the view from she had from where she was. Breaking eye contact after a moment Rosie shook her head slightly before she turned her attention to his pants, without waiting for a command tugged down his pants enough that she could easily free his member. As soon as it was out and in her hands Rosie hesitated slightly, she had never been with a man as big as he was but the idea of this man she knew nothing about who towered over her easily being the first to actually earn her telling they were the biggest she had ever had turned her on more. Looking back up at him Rosie gave him a teasing smile, “Oh, and just so you know, you can be as rough or as gentle with me as you like” she laughed softly as she began to slowly stroke his shaft.

 

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Ren let his head fall back as Rosie's words and touch more than grazed him. His Vesperan male and primal need was rising rapidly and he smiled as he brought his head back down to watch the beautiful and expert woman bring his dark side to life. As he laced his strong fingers through her golden silky hair “Ren… my name is Ren, love.” Both bared now to each other, his mind raced ahead to their fucking. There should be no mistake there would be fucking, raw, full and deep. He hissed out a low "Yessss… you'll be moaning that name.” He didn't need a script for the handling of her body, all of it completely, every square inch. His need and the pleasure it would bring them both would roll out with abandon. Retraining himself, he let her tend to him, but her last words almost brought the darkness fully out from within him.

Thoughts of his worldly business were tucked away now as his dark spirit swirled and grew within him. But he held on to his logic and restraint with humans who could be broken or worse when he unleashed his desires. Pity the human woman who called out for ‘more’, or ‘harder’ and he never heard ‘deeper’ because some could barely walk or crawl away from his bed or the floor, or the wall they used. He had looked down on many sated, stunned and glazed-eyed women who had endured hours of his sustained fucking and pleasuring. It wasn't in his core to stop once his fuse was lit. He would enjoy all of the women wholly, beast, hybrid or human and that was the blessing or curse of Vesepran males…they needed everything when the primal need came calling.

He repeated her words softly like a chant “You can be as rough or gentle with me as you like” as she handled and praised the swelling need. He heard the” sincerity in her words that welled up from her core which he knew was flowing, he could smell her scent. Her words weren't a command, it was an invitation and he was already on the threshold of ‘wild’ and didn't need the push. “Rough and gentle… I will be both with you.” His strong and stretching fingers wrapped around the back of her head and more than guided her. He let out a guttural low moan as his ridged and heavily veined member throbbed against her cheek and made its way to her full lips. The beads of his Vesperan essence would join with the musk igniting them both. But once it was there, resting along the soft lips, feeling her warm breath shrouding him, and her full wet lips and her voice silenced, he didn't need to guide. But there would be a point very soon that both of them would need much more from each other.

 

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Rosie raised a brow slightly when he said that his name was Ren, at least it would be easy for her to remember in the throws of pleasure, “Ren” she said slowly as she looked up at him with his fingers laced in her hair “I like it” she added with a smile as she continued to slowly stroke his shaft. When he spoke about being both rough and gentle with her Rosie couldn’t help the grin that danced across her lips, men who knew how to be both rough and gentle with her were Rosie’s favourite kind of men. They were the ones that Rosie went out of her way to make more time to as they were the kind of men who allowed her to actually turn her mind off, men who knew what they wanted and knew how to use her body were wonderful.

“Oh I very much look forward to you being rough and gentle with me” Rosie said sweetly, letting him guide her head to where he wanted her the feeling of his cock pressing against her cheek before slowly moving to her lips turned Rosie on more, once the tip of his member was resting against her lips she slowly opened her mouth and slowly licked the tip of his member. She knew exactly what he wanted from her and Rosie was happy to give him what he wanted, opening her mouth more she began to slowly take as much of his length as possible into her mouth, closing her eyes she moaned softly around him enjoying the taste of his precum.

Moving her hands to rest lightly on his thighs Rosie braced herself against him as she began to slowly bob her head up and down his length, as much of it as she could get into her mouth as she possibly could, Rosie couldn’t help but hope that Ren would defiantly become one of her regulars. She was sure that if he did she would be on her knees often for him even if it was just kneeling on the floor beside him, it was rare for her to find men that actually made her want to be completely submissive towards but this man she was kneeling for now was defiantly worthy of her submission even just for one night here and there.

Glancing up at Ren for a moment Rosie slowly took his member from her mouth after a moment so she could catch her breath slightly as she took her right hand from his thigh so she could stroke him, “I think you’re going to be my new favourite client” she said sweetly to him before she took him back into her mouth and began to work on trying to deep throat as much of him as possible. Rosie was very eager to see how far she could push Ren before he took complete control and fucked her.