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It took a second for Flan to realize what happened properly, but when she realized that Anon wasn't turning back around to finish the job she was annoyed and very, VERY frustrated to say the least. She tried finishing herself off at first, her fingers going straight for their goal. They were much thinner and smaller then anon's however and despite fitting three of them into her up to the base and stimulating her sweet spots it just didn't feel as good despite the lewd wet sounds and muted moans that filled the air. Perhaps she could've finished herself like this but it wouldn't satisfy her, and after what must have been a good five minutes of frustrated pot stirring Flan decided to take matters into her own hands. Literally.

She could hear his heart hadn't settled into sleep and was still beating as fast it was when he was awake, this frustrated her further as she could practically see his stupid grin of triumph. That damn bratty anon, seducing a vampire like that! She reached out for his hand but hesitated for a moment, after all if she were let him know she's awake the game would end. However, the heat between her legs and the ache that demanded it be placated wouldn't take no for an answer and despite her better judgement she grabbed his wrist and gently guided it where she needed it.

Anon was indeed grinning widely, his plan worked like a charm and despite the tenderness of his arm where Flan dug her nails in he was enjoying the sounds of the frustrated vampire's moans and short gasps as it was clear to his ears how she desperately was trying to finish herself off. That wet stirring sound was music to his ears, and as he lay there in the pitch darkness he could help but feel his own lust stirring once again. Anon almost regretted that he didn't take the situation for all it was worth but just as he thought 'I can't wait to see the look on her face at dusk' the sounds abruptly stopped just as it sounded like she was reaching a climax.

From behind Anon could hear a hot and heavy panting like a predator who just chased down their prey into a corner before going in for the final pounce. Anon realized he might have made a mistake as Flan's cool hand grasped his wrist like an iron vice before yanking him back causing him to to suddenly be face to face with the source of that panting. Anon felt one of her bare legs hook over his hip as his hand was catapulted back into that hot honey pot. He considered for a moment continuing his sleeping charade but as Flan dug her fangs into the muscle of his shoulder he realized he may have to finish this up quickly.

Flan was gentle in her touch and couldn't resist pulling him as close as she could, once again a shiver of excitement crawled up her spine as she felt his rough and robust hand so close to her sensitive and dribbling slit. She nibbled on his neck softly unable to hold herself back tasting the blood on her tongue that acted almost as an aphrodisiac to her already aroused state. She could feel his fingers explore her drenched lips once again and couldn't help but grinding against his fingers encouraging him to plunge them into her just like she needed.

A thought crossed Flan's head of 'ah thats right... I'll have to play this game a bit longer... he's the one sleeping now.' and with her hand cradling his she shoved two of his fingers into her with an impatience she tried not to show. Finally! The sweet, sweet pressure she craved was in her again pressing against the flooded walls of her sensitive pussy. It seems Anon finally got the message as she felt his fingers bending with their tips grinding against her. She was ecstatic as that electric feeling from his fingers traveled up to her brain bringing her ever closer to climax.

Anon braced for the sting after Flan bit into him but the pain was short lived, being replaced with a warm sensation like a massage. A feeling of ecstasy started creeping into his brain from that bite as he started exploring Flan's slippery slit once again. Suddenly Flan roughly shoved his fingers deeply into her, the two that he used to tease her earlier he noted in some corner of his mind. Anon couldn't help but absentmindedly start massaging her again by flexing his fingers, pulling them out slightly before pushing them back in and keeping a firm pressure in her velvety and slippery pussy.

Anon sped up his fingers buried deep into Flan, it was as if that was all that existed was pleasuring her to his hypnotized brain. It wasn't long till he felt the soaked interior of her slippery slit spasmed around his fingers and her moans reached a crescendo. Flan was a shuddering soaked mess by the time she came still attached by her fangs and your fingers.

Flan lay there in bliss enjoying the trickle of his blood into her mouth that only made her hotter as she groped Anon's body, not thinking straight she grasped his hard member that he didn't have time to take care of tonight...

Sorry this got a little long