Vampire

>She returned to you, twice as awkward, twice as shy as you remember her. It's almost a mystery to you how she managed to survive for ten years out on the battlefield, through squire to paladin.
>Or, it would have been, had you not witnessed her smite the head from a pillaging ogre's shoulders in one smooth, practiced motion
>She cries when it thunders, flinches as the fireplace roars to life when you throw in a log
>Vestigial effects of the foul magics she battled against
>She carries her sword everywhere, even sleeps with it under her pillow, hilt jutting out, for a quick draw, sharp steel on the leather innards of scabbard, not an uncommon sound to wake to, as she thrusts her sword into the dark, sweating profusely, and breathing shakily
>More than one occasion you've had to sit the lithe fighter in your lap and rest her head against your chest, your constant, reassuring heartbeat all that keeps her in the moment.
>But she's been steadily getting worse, sneaking off in the middle of night, only to gingerly climb back into bed early morning
>You stalked her once, to follow her into the barn, where she'd strip her top off and flagellates herself, sobbing all the while as she mumbles about 'purifying'. You confronted her and she broke down, talking about being 'undeserving' and 'impure'. You patiently let her rambling nonsense run its course before assuring her that you'd love her no matter what.

>You're chopping vegetables for the soup, your scarred wife laughing, and chatting with you as you work, rugged up in layers upon layers of cloth, despite the warm summer night. She's always cold, now. Always shaking. When you enter her, a sweeping chill covers your cock, making you even harder. You keep it a secret that the feeling isn't all that unpleasant.
>You hiss as a searing heat splits your finger in two, knife dug down to the bone.
You head to the sink, old pipes rumbling as pressurized water splurts forth, spilling blood, the only hint that it isn't rust is the clear water spilling from the tap, running red as it hits your finger.
>You wince as the cold water begins to soothe the blazing wound, and you notice your waifu's utter lack of reaction
>A worried 'are you all right,' anything would have been normal there
>You turn back to her, only to see her standing there, dazed, deep shadows twisting within her green eyes,
>She takes a slow step up, and her gentle hands take your own from under the stream of water, blood already beginning to well up and slip down
>With the softest of motions, she brings your finger up to her face, but you know that no resistance would work at this point. She moves with the surety of the tide.
>Her dull gaze softens as she bites her tongue hard enough to make it bleed, and puts your bleeding finger in her mouth, licking it, almost... fellating it?
>She sucks and slurps at your finger, her blood mingling with your own. A strange warmness spreads through your cut finger, and a not-so-strange hardness spreads through your crotch
>"Honey?"
>She starts as you call for her. She drops your hand and your finger slips from her lips, now stained in blood.
>She shakes her head in denial, staring wide eyed at you, and turns to run
>You reach to grab her, but she's already gone
>You chase her through the house, but by the time you get to the back door, she's already over the fence of the neighbor's yard
>You sigh, and look down at your finger, the light of the moon glinting off the still wet appendage, bright pick and slick with her saliva, but entirely healed.
>You grab a coat from inside, close the door, already a good idea on where she might be.
>You hit the streets at a brisk walk, keeping an eye out for predators. It was the human common sense to not bother with doing this, but living in a fringe town has taught you otherwise.
>Thankfully, no large, bat-shaped wings fill the sky in pursuit, the sewers don't splash with little feet, and the rooves don't creak with eight legged monstrosities
>Just drunken, happy laughter spills into the streets from nearby taverns
>You head down roads you've known all your life, and dart up alleys, heading towards the giant tree in the middle of the park at the center of town.
>Where you stole her first kiss, as a young dumb child
>Where she returned it to you
>Where you confessed your love
>Where she gave hers right back
>Where you stood, and watched her leave
>Where you stood, and watched her return
>Albeit, ten years late.
>Soft, dewy grass springs underfoot as you walk with your hands in your pockets
>The giant tree reaches up into the skies, and you look at it for a long moment, before sighing, and stretching
>You put your hand to it's massive trunk, a greeting for an old friend, and greatest wingman
>You skirt the circumference, until your hand digs into a familiar nook
>You steel yourself, and start climbing, from hold to hold, disappearing into the branches and leaves
>You leap, and your fingers dig into the twisted bark of the ancient bough
>You hang, and use momentum to kick forward. As you swing back, you hook a leg over, and straddle the wide branch.
>Looking up, there she is, leaning against the wide trunk of the tree, looking into the distance, where the branches give way to a starry night sky
>You sit up, she doesn't move but a soft smile spreads across her wet face
>You scoot closer, and wipe her tears away
>You take your jacket off, and pull her forward, wrapping it about her shoulders
>She snuggles into its warmth, but continues to gaze upwards
>"Why won't you look at me?"
>"Because..." Her voice is soft, gentle. Graceful. And tired. "I'm scared of what you'll see."
>You cup her chin between two fingers, and gently bring her down to face you
>Her eyes are a soupy mess, but you watch as she shivers, as the pretty dull green is devoured, by a beautiful, deep and lustrous red
>"I see the eyes of the woman I love." She smiles sadly, and you laugh,
>"The green was cute though." The girl you used to know grins and returns long enough to punch you in the shoulder,
>"Shut up." She sighs heavily. "I'm not... the same anymore. I knew it since before I even returned. I thought maybe I could stop it. And when I realized I could only slow it, I thought maybe I could hide it. Just long enough to come back to you." she stops to sniff, and you wipe her tears again, "Live with you, even if it meant I had to live a lie."
>"It wasn't a lie. I told you already, didn't I? That I would love you no matter what."
>"R-really? All..." she begins to strip from the hips up. You take your jacket back, and her woolen jumper, and her top, and watch as her back splits, and immense wings fold out, drooping, almost sadly, "All of me?"
>They flutter and stretch out in surprise as you pull her into a kiss, and tuck some errant hair behind her ear, slightly pointier now that she'd stopped resisting the change
>Your tongue wraps around hers as you explore her mouth, brushing against sharp canines that weren't there the last time you kissed her, and she melts into your embrace, her wings curling around to protect you from the world. Seconds pass in an eternity, and you break the kiss
>"All of you. Forever."
>She looks up at you, blushing, face twisted as she cries again. you sigh. "Crybaby."
>"Sh-shorry..." she sobs and buries her face into your shoulder, and you hold her close
>You give her a moment to compose herself, and she stands up. You follow suit, marveling at how balanced she is, whereas you have to wobble a bit, until she holds a hand out to steady you.
>You take it, and she pulls you into her, leaping skyward, holding you close.
>Her wing flicks out like a scythe, and slices the tip from the tree, where it crashes into the lower branches
>With a platform just for the two of you now, she lands gracefully, on the horizontally bisected trunk, about the same size as your bed back home. Seems the tree will have to give just a little more to see this love flourish.
>You can't help but gasp as the world stretches below, the night sky far above, not a cloud besmirching it, curling about the world like an infinite blanket of twinkling beauty.
>Her eyes reflect the stars as she gazes into your own
>"I love you. The thought of you was all that kept me alive through that hell." She laughs, the tip of her vampiric fang flashing behind her lips, "It all feels so pointless now."
>You drop the clothes you were holding, and wrap your arms around her, "All that matters to me now is that you're here with me. I'm never letting you go again."
>She embraces you there, at the tip of the world, "I give my everything to you." Her wings curl around you as her fingers trace up your back. Her chest, pressed to yours so strongly, you can feel your own heartbeat reverberating back to you
>You stare into the sky, and pat her heat, watching as the stars swirl when her fangs slip deep into your throat
>Your legs go weak, and she holds you up. You trust yourself to her, as she has her fill, and embraces her nature.
>Her wings flare out, blotting out the night sky as her body fills with your energy, no doubt a beautiful picture, a winged angel embracing her lover upon a silhouette of stars
>Her teeth leave your throat, and she sighs, a deep serenity passing over her. She kisses you again, and you can taste your own blood, nourishing her
>She lowers the two of you down to the floor, or roof, of the tree, cut so smooth it's like an artisan has already sanded it down
>She reaches below and works on the cloth still clinging to her, and you follow suit, removing your own pants
>You toss it to the pile of clothes off to the side, the two of you nude now, bathing in the bright moonlight
>You're in the center of town, in the wide open, and yet the two of you are so utterly alone up here, it's like she's reached up and stolen the sky, all for you
>She straddles your hips where you sit, and wraps her legs around you, your already-hard dick pressing into her belly.
>Gingerly, you trace your fingers across the countless scars that run across the ex-paladin's body.
>"I'm sorry I have such an ugly body."
>Ignoring her, you lean forward and kiss her shoulder, lips pressing into the hard scar tissue.
>She moans and blushes as you kiss her scars, her hips shaking slightly, her cool lips parted around your throbbing shaft getting wetter.
>"Fallen Valkyrie. Ran me through. Missed the lung."
>You look at her, as she blurts out what gave her the scar. You grab her shoulders, and lower her down, her hair splayed our across the trunk of the tree like the most delicate and luscious of filigree. She looks up at you as you kneel between her legs, dribbling pre-cum onto her mons, love swimming in her eyes
>You lean down and kiss along a scar running the length of a rib,
>"Salamander got inside my guard. Cauterized instantly."
>You kiss a particularly large scar just off to the right of her belly button, a cute jewel upon her muscled abdomen
>"Succubus blasted a hole in my side. Slept for a week. Had fever dreams of you leaving me." You move lower yet, and slip your arms under her toned thighs, cupping a cheek in each hand, and lifting her hips up.
>She sighs as you bend down and kiss her lower lips, your tongue slipping past the cool folds, her juices coating your tongue. You brush a spot, and she cries out, her sweet voice ringing in ecstasy to the heavens. Her hands go to your head and her legs trap you in place, her strong calves pressing into the back of your head, her thighs trapping you there.
>She begins to rock her pussy against your face, and maul her own breasts, wings twitching as they lay flat against the trunk of the tree
>You kiss her clit as she grinds it into you, circling it with your tongue and lightly biting the sensitive bud, before slipping your tongue deep within her again, and working at the deepest parts of her you can reach, stroking her walls with a dexterity your hard cock could never match. You work at her, kissing and tonguing, until her legs go weak
>They loosen begin to spasm with the onset of her climax, her walls trapping your tongue tightly, sucking it in. She rides out the waves of her ecstasy, and stares up into the sky, dazedly.
>You lift her knees up, and part them, moving further up her body, until you block her view of the sky
>She reaches up, and cups your cheeks, as you move your hips close enough for the head of your cock to press into her folds, applying pressure, yet not penetrating. You know from experience that her tightness is something to behold.
>Her eyes are weeps, tears collected in the corner of her eyes due to her last orgasm, her over-sensitivity not helped by the thick maleness now butting up against her
>You reason away the crimson hearts framed in her pupils as a trick of the light, and she pulls you in for another kiss, with a desperate intensity that says she can't fathom a moment parted from your lips
>Your hands trace down her body, and you cup one of her breasts, just large enough to spill out under your hand, and sink your fingers into, slim and purposeful like the rest of her tight, athletic body.
>You roll and pinch her nipple between two fingers as your other hand traces and strokes along the rim of her bat-like wings.
>She squirms and moans under you, chest rising shakily, in quick, heavy pants, her legs wrap around your hips much like they did your neck, and she puts an end to your teasing, by clenching her legs, and thrusting you deep inside of her, her back arching as you penetrate her and fill her in the same moment, her tightness, as incredible as you anticipated it to be, her inner walls fitting snugly to your cock like it were made precisely for it, and it alone.
>You break the kiss, and brush her fringe back, grinning, "Bit eager aren't you?"
>She pouts before laughing, "You know I don't like it when you tease. Besides..." her hand goes between her legs, and you feel her fingers dance around the base of your cock, the only bit not buried inside her of her. She shows her hand to you, the wetness of her pussy connected from finger to finger, "Look how wet I am. It's not nice to tease a girl this needy, you know?"
>You kiss and lick at her fingers, cleaning them, as you make short, shallow thrusts inside her, "Sorry."
>She licks your lips, and puts a finger to them, hushing you.
>"Less talk. More loving."
>You grin wide and thrust deep, making her gasp, her hand going down to feel where you cock is spreading her wide. You take her other hand, and pin it back behind her head. With your other, you grab a handful of breast, and you rest your forehead against hers.
>Her ass is lifted off the trunk of the tree as she uses her legs to cling to your hips, her spine curving as you thrust your weight into her, her cunt clinging tightly to your shaft, lewd, wet smacking noises coming to your ears as you bury yourself into her, her own pointed ears twitching as it takes each sound in in detail, her cheeks flushing crimson as she's connected so intimately with you
>You find a rhythm, hidden with in her moans, and the beat of your own heart, the music of the twisting heavens, and the frantic coiling of her womanhood, calling you in, begging for you, and you obey it, pounding into her rhythmically
>Your scant glances to the swimming world below and the bespeckled cosmos above fill you with a profound sense of awe and insignificance
>As if responding to your budding fear of being swept away from the woman you love, her arms wrap around you, and hold you close, wings curling and beating back the infinite, covering you, keeping you rooted in the moment, with her.
>Your breathing grows erratic as your climax surges nearer, in tandem with her own near-crushing tightness and pleasured screams, the plunging intercourse made easier through the lubrication and her walls desperately sucking you in as you pull back out
>For the last stretch, you hug the vampire to you, and pull her up into a sitting position, bouncing her up and down your cock with little more than the strength of your own thrusts
>Her moans cut off as she tips her head back and gasps silently, her eyes wide, tongue lolling out
>Her hair bounces with the momentum of your thrusts, and her drooling cunt presses into your crotch as you hilt yourself in her again and again, bottoming out one last time as her pussy clings to you, her quivering folds wrought in orgasm, sparking your own climax.
>Your balls tense before spurting your load up through your throbbing shaft, the head of your cock pressed right against her partly-opened cervix. You cum directly into her womb, your hot-lifegiving seed painting her innards white and claiming her
>The two of you embrace each other crushingly tight as you fill her, her tightness ensuring that your load packs her cunt, nary a drop wasted as your cum saturates her with its warmth
>You sigh as the strength leaves you, and you begin to go soft
>She pulls your cock out with a pop, her lips clinging to it.
>You watch as her cunt twitches, a small stream of jizz slipping out her lips
>You lie down, and she collapses atop you, before rolling to her side to gaze at the stars with you.
>"That felt... Just like our first time."
>"Yeah." She cuddles into your side, and turns her gaze from the sky to you, tracing her fingers gracefully across your chest.
>"So, you'll stay with me then?"
>You give her a peck on the lips, "Of course. Just... not here. I'll catch a cold."
>She laughs, and the two of you go get dressed, before the night cold fully seeps into your bones
>Dressed now, she flares her wings wide, stretches a hand out to you, and smiles beautifully, "Come on. Lets go home."
>You smile back as you take the hand of the woman you love, and let her wings carry you away.