She let him hug her, and she began to cry, sobbing into his chest. “I- I really thought I could give myself to someone I love-“ she gasped in between words.
Settling down, she looked up at him, her nose pink from crying. Sniffling she looked a bit embarrassed, “I’m sorry Kaz, I don’t mean to…bring you into this,” she said softly. Then she frowned a little, “Kaz…my..my sister, Sophia…she might be subjected to the same fate,” she spoke, clearly forgetting how Sophia treated her.
Kazimir paused "Excuse me? Are... Are you quite alright?" He questioned, tilting his head "From what you've told me of her, Sophia is a very nasty piece of work."
She bit her lip, “I…I know, but,” she gave a small sigh, feeling ever so slightly guilty. “She’s my sister, Kazimir. No matter how terribly she’s treated me…I don’t wish what happened to me to happen even to her..”
Kazimir's frown deepened a little "Fine. I'll try to find her. But I make no promises." He told her, squeezing her hand gently and pulling her back in for another hug "Now, let's get you cleaned up." He said, helping her to stand.
She stood with him, leaning on him for support as she entered the extravagant bathroom, completely unaware she was in Kazimir’s quarters.
At the tub, when the water was running, she looked to him, a soft flush on her cheeks. “Kaz-“ she began, wondering if he would do something. She hated that she had been touched by another male, she had always desired Kazimir but knew he was destined for another- someone who hailed from the neighboring coven, so they could have an alliance.
Kaz turned his head to her as she spoke, tilting his head a little "Naomi? What is it?" He asked, even as he gently helped her to undress, turning away to give her privacy when she was down to just her underwear. If she asked, he'd leave the room, no questions asked. But for now, he just wanted her to be safe.
“Oh- I uhm,” she hesitated and bit her lip gently. “Can..can you help me bathe?” She asked, knowing she was flustered already. She didn’t know how to respond honestly, and with the dreams she had had of him not helping either… but she knew that wouldn’t translate in real life. Would it?
Kazimir raised an eyebrow, but nodded to her "I see." He murmured, turning back to her and removing the last of her clothes so she could enter the bath. Once she was in, he gently began to clean her body, his hands gentle but quick as they passed over her curves, refusing to linger.
He nodded "I know, Naomi." He replied, his hands now gently washing her hair. He hadn't gone near her slit yet, not sure if she wanted him to clean her there, or if she wanted to clean it herself.
When she felt him done with the main parts, she opened her eyes, looking to him. “Kazimir…you…you can wash me there too..” she tells him next, a flush deep on her cheeks, wanting to feel his fingers on her slit…wanting to cover her body with Kazimir’s touch versus the male who had harmed her.
"I... If you are certain, Naomi." He responded slowly, his hands moving down her body to do as she wished, cleaning her body of the traces the male had left. But Kazimir was careful as he did so, and his touch was hesitant, almost like he expected her to immediately scream and tell him to back off as he did it.
She braced herself, for the pain that she expected but- she felt…calm and pleasured even.
She gave a soft sigh, her eyes looking down his arm and to where his hand was. “P-Please rid of his scent-“ she begged him timidly yet was firm in her wishes.
"I..." He paused at that, the thing she'd asked was... not something he was going to rush into. Hell, she probably didn't even mean it how his brain had jumped to. He merely nodded, using a lavender oil soap and rubbing it onto her, trying to replace the scent.
She waited till he was finished and she laid back in the tub, her breasts floating and resting at the top of the water.
She looked to him, biting a little on her lip. “I’m..im sorry Kazimir,” she began, giving a small sigh. “It’s just…he took something of mine I don’t think I can get back,” she mentioned, unaware that his blood could heal her purity.
He tilted his head to her words, shaking his head "Not quite true, Naomi... Vampire blood can heal any damage the imbiber wishes, if they drink enough."
She shifted forward, going forth and drawing towards the edge, looking at his face. “Is…is that so?” She asked, her eyes lingering on his neck slightly.
She swallowed slowly. “I don’t drink much blood but..could..could I take some of yours to heal myself?” She asked, her voice hushed. She then blushed at her question. “I didn’t want my purity to be stolen by him, I wanted..y-“ she coughed. “I wanted someone else..someone I love,” she states next.
He nodded to her words "I understand." He seemed to have missed her near slip, even as he bit his wrist and held it forward to her, letting her take as much as she needed to restore her purity. Of course, what they'd both be unaware of was the way his blood would interact with her attraction to him.
She gingerly took his wrist, putting it to her lips and digging her fangs into his bite mark slowly.
She moaned at the taste, his blood making her body warm up- hot from the desire laying underneath her heart that she was trying to fight.
But what she wouldn’t account was how her venom would interact with Kazimir..there had to be some attraction for her- they had been friends for a while, but..besides her dreams, they had never previously slept with one another.
Kazimir gave a soft gasp as her venom entered his blood stream, even as he could feel her body warming next to him, his own was locking onto her, the feral side of his nature coming out and wanting to take the soft female infront of it, wanting to dominate and breed her curvy form "Na... Naomi... You... are so attractive..."
Naomi finished and pulled back, her lips stained with his blood. She flushed deeper at his words. “You’re just as attractive..” she mentioned shyly. She then slowly stood, water glistening off her body. “Kaz…my purity is healed…please…take it,” she asked, pausing in her words. Unsure if that’s what he wanted, but her pheromones were oh so sweet and tempting.
He licked his lips and moved towards her, growling softly as he inhaled a deep breath of her pheromones "If that is what you wish, Naomi..." He murmured, sweeping her up and heading for his bed, lying her atop it and looking down at her, his eyes never leaving her body as he stripped off to reveal his large member, already primed for her.
She laid in his bed, her legs already opened up for his waiting cock- and she looked down his body to see it. “Kazimir…I want to be yours…please,” she asked a bit firmer now, her slit wets- but that ever so slightly trace of the other male lingered. Touching Kazimir’s Naomi…he would pay dearly.
Kazimir nodded, and nearly instantly he was pressing into her slit, moaning softly as her body was gently spread apart to accept his length, the moment her hymen broke he went still, waiting for permission to continue.
She gave a soft cry of pain, turning her head slightly, showing her neck to him. “-Al-Alright, you may move…” she murmured out, her soft depths squeezing around his cock, welcoming him for the first time.
She blushed at the kiss, but she responded. “You..you feel absolutely wonderful-“ she moaned out softly, her depths squeezing around him a bit, wanting him to speed up slightly.
He smiled, feeling her body squeeze and reciprocating with what she wanted, moving himself a little faster "That's good..." He murmured, before kissing her ear and letting his more feral side take over "Now... You ready to be filled up?"
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