Blood red love by Dripping Creativity

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Charlie felt the hot water cascade down her body. It helped wash away the last tensions from her body and her mind wandered. She thought about being the target of a shooting. Charlie somehow thought she should be more scared than she was. She was trying to figure out if it was due to her trust in Vidar or if something else was affecting her when the glass door to the shower was pushed to the side and Vidar stepped in. He reached out to wrap his arms around her, but jumped back as he came in contact with the water. 

Are you trying to scold yourself? Turn down the temperature before you 

said. Charlie looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. 

you burn yourself,” he 

“It’s not that hot, Don’t tell me a strong vampire who takes a bullet without complaining can’t take a shower with a little weak human?” she teased him. 

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“You are not a weak human, my feisty lynx. And apparently you have the skin of a dragon,” he told her, reaching out and yanking her out of the water spray and into his arms. 

“Vidar! It’s cold,” she objected. 

“Anything aside from lava would feel cold after that shower. I guess you need to get closer and I will share my body heat,” he said. 

“Well, aren’t you a smooth one,” she told him with a big smile and tilted her head upwards, inviting him in for a kiss. He obliged and bent down and covered her lips with his. Charlie loved his kisses. They had become familiar, but she never got tired of them. They were as changing as their moods. A kiss for every occasion. Vidar pulled her closer and Charlie felt her nipples harden against his cooler skin. She let her hands run over his front. She loved the way his muscles felt under his skin, the valleys they created which she could trace, leading down to the V, pointing her straight to her target. He murmured her name against her lips ast she wrapped her fingers around his cock. His one hand was covering her breast, the other kneading her ass. Charlie teased him with slow, gentle strokes and when he tried to thrust into her hand to add speed, she loosened her grip on his cock. 

“Don’t play with me, baby,” he growled and kissed her. 

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“Or what?” she asked as they drew apart and she continued teasing him. He smiled and lifted her leg up and hooked it over his elbow. He lifted her and before she could react, she was pressed against the slippery shower wall under the spray of hot water. Vidar lowered her slightly so her one leg reached the floor if she stood on her toes. The position exposed her 

pussy and Vidar took his cock in his hand and rubbed the head in circles around her clit. Charlie drew in a sharp breath and leaned her head back against the tiles and tried to push herself against Vidar, but her position didn’t give her the leverage she needed. 

“How do you like it when the roles are reversed?” Vidar asked her, bending down over her and raking his sharp teeth over her naked shoulder. Charlie had learned Vidar’s vampire teeth. came out whenever they had sex or he got aroused. She found it erotic when he used them to drag over her skin. 

“Vidar, your shoulder,” she panted. She was worried he would pull his stitches. 

“If you can think about things like that, I’m not doing my job,” he growled, lifted her a little higher making her lose contact with the floor. As his teeth closed around her nipple, causing a small sting of pain mixed with the pleasure, he drove his cock inside of her. Charlie let out a strangled sound of pleasure and her nails raked down his back, trying to press him closer. “That’s it, baby. Take what you need,” Vidar told her, and kissed her. Charlie let her tongue drag across his teeth, careful to avoid the sharp edges. She enjoyed the feeling of being suspended in the air with only Vidar’s strong arm and her grip around his shoulders to keep her in place. As Vidar pounded her body into the wall behind her, his pelvis bone pressed down on her clit and she tried to roll her hips to match his pace. 

“Vidar, I can’t hold on much longer,” she moaned. 

“Let go, Charlie. Let me feel you massage my cock,” he told her. His words triggered her climax, and she screamed out as she came. Charlie enjoyed the orgasm that washed over her in waves as Vidar kept pushing insider her, grunting as he held back his own climax. When she had calmed down and regained some control of her body, she drew him into a kiss. 

“Let me down, Vidar. Let me please you,” she whispered. For some reason, she felt herself blush. He nodded and kissed her again as he lowered her down to stand. His cock slipped out of her and they both moaned. Charlie kissed her way down Vidar’s neck and torso, taking her time to trace the outline of his sculpted body and nipples. When she moved lower, she lowered herself down, pushing on Vidar to move back. She ended up on her knees in front of him, licking and nibbling his thighs while looking up at him. Their eyes met and Charlie saw 

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how turned on Vidar was and how much he enjoyed what she did to him. It was easy for her to let go when she was with him. She trusted him and could therefore explore things she had. only fantasised of. There was no judgement between them. She smiled at him and dragged her tongue from the base of his cock to the tip. He sucked in air and took a firm grip in her hair with one hand as he rested the other against the tiled wall. 

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“Fuck, Charlie,” he moaned as she let the head of his cock pop into her mouth. She sucked on it and let her tongue swirl around the head, letting her taste his flavour. His size was intimidating to her. Her experience had been with men with notable smaller cocks. But her want to please him drove her to be brave. She relaxed her jaw as she sucked more of his cock into her mouth, letting her tongue caress the underside. Vidar hissed and tightened his grip on her hair and his hips jerked in an involuntary motion. If Charlie could, she would have smiled. His reaction turned her on, and she spread her knees further apart to let her hand. find its way to her clit. “That’s it. Make yourself feel good, little lynx, as you take all of my cock in your wonderful mouth,” he encouraged her. Charlie started bobbing her head, taking more of him in with each downward motion. Vidar helped her by putting additional pressure on her head when she was about to move back. She loved the feeling of pleasing him and letting him have the control over her motion. Their rhythm synced. She found a pace for when she could breathe in and when to hold her breath. The hot water, Vidar’s slippery skin and the noises he made had Charlie’s arousal spiking. One of her hands was used to stimulate herself, the other she used to steady herself against Vidar’s hip. “Baby, I’m close,” Vidar told her through gritted teeth. Charlie knew he was trying to hold back, prolonging the pleasure. She hummed as it had its desired effect. “Fuck Charlie, I’m coming. Swallow every drop.” Charlie felt the release from the cock and she swallowed. As the second spurt hit her throat, her second orgasm hit her like a freight train and she lost track of when she needed to swallow and let instinct take over. 

Charlie came to, sitting on her knees, the water cascading down over her and Vidar. He was leaning heavily on the wall above her. 

“What are you doing to me, lilla lo?” he asked her as he bent down and pulled her up from the floor. He pulled her into his chest and kissed her. They took their time washing and drying each other. Vidar ignored Charlie’s objections and carried her to their bed. As Charlie got comfortable, she wondered when she had started thinking of it as their bed and not Vidar’s. Vidar let his hand run up and down her back and Charlie traced the outline of one of his tattoos. She was content and a little sleepy, but she wasn’t ready to go to sleep. 

“I thought I was going to lose you today,” she told him. His hand stopped its way across her 

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back, and he pulled her closer and placed a kiss on her head. 

“I’m a lot tougher than you give me credit for, Charlie. I will tell you again, a bullet will not kill me,” he told her. She nodded and tried to keep the tears that 

filled her eyes from falling. She had cried enough for one day. “I do have something to ask you,” he told her. She looked up at him. “I think it’s time that you officially moved in with me. Would you do me the honour of accepting?” he asked. Despite everything, Charlie smiled. 

“I would love to, but isn’t it a little early?” she said. 

“I don’t care. I love having you here and I hate the thought of you going to stay at your apartment. Thet makes it the perfect time. If you feel it’s too soon, I will wait. But I’ll give you fair warning that until we find who is responsible for the shooting, I won’t let you spend 

a night alone. We can spend the night here, or in your apartment or in any other place your 

choose. But I will be there,” he told her. 

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“I feel the same. In some ways, I already think of this place as my home. I think my home will 

always be where you are,” she said. He smiled at her and kissed her. 

“You say the most adorable things,” he told her. “We will empty out one of the guests‘ rooms and make it into your office. We need someplace to keep your fish driven computer,” he suggested. Then he paused. “Or would you prefer to buy a new place? Something that will be 

ours from the start?” 

“No.” The answer came quickly. “I love this place,” she told him.