It was a glorious night filled with passion and seduction. The first night Vlad and Catherine spent as a married couple. After the wedding Vlad brought Catherine back to his mansion, which romantically overlooked the Dnipro River in the capital of Ukraine, Kiev. Vlad took Catherine to every room, and in every room there was a new experience of sexual seduction and pleasuring of multiorgasmic proportions, until evern their vampiric strength and stamina were exhausted. She was such a seductive and sexy vixen, and he loved her so. If he could muster the energy, Vlad would pleasure her forever like the sex demon that her was. When their sweet juices were spent Vlad lay beside his wife, his immortal beloved, and caressed her naked body until they both fell asleep, to await another day, the next millenia, all of eternity to spend with her. Vlad had found love again at last...

Catherine had fallen asleep to Vlad's carress. She hadn't thought that she would have found love easily and yet she had. She had been sore from their previous nights excitement and now she slept as the sun flew across the sky. She slept curled into him, pleasant dreams flying across her mind.

She woke up as soon as the sun set, she stretched and yawned. She felt rested and healed. She lifted her body and looked down at her sleeping lover. She grinned and bent down placing soft kisses across his jawbone. Her body was stretched next to him and she wanted to feel pleasure, she pressed her naked body closer to him.

She nuzzled him, placing one leg on top of his. She rubbed her body against his, she wanted him and nothing was going to get in her way.

The last light of the setting setting sun disappeared beyond the great horizon. Various shades of yellows and deep orange coloured the sky, white clouds took on a deep red, almost burgandy colour. The golden domes of the many churches and Cathederals of the Great Cave Monestary could be seen from Vlad's and now Catherine's mansion, overlooking the great Dnipro river; they shined with all their brilliance and majesty just as they did over 850 years ago. A light breeze carried smell of flowers and the sound of crashing waves from the Dnipro through an open window in the corridor beyond the bedroom.

Vlad stirred, coming out of deep sleep, and such dreams of Catherine that words could not describe. He awoke to Catherine stretched out beside him, nuzzling and kissing his jawline. "I could not imagine waking up to anything more beautiful, and before now I could only dream of it." The seductive smell of Catherine filled his nostrils. That alone sent his heart racing, the addition of the rubbing of her naked body, and the brushing of her leg against his intensified his sexual urges. He smiled and laughed softly to his sexy vixen. Vlad breathed deeply as he felt the rapid change in his blood flow, which left one hundred percent sex demon, plus seven throbbing inches needing satisfaction!

Catherine could feel him wake up and truly what better way to wake up then having a beautiful woman that you loved kissing you and giving you an idea of qwhat she wanted. Catherine was going to enjoy every inch of him, after all being recently married she had every right to enjoy him, this was their honeymoon and she had a feeling that she would never ever get enough of him.

She heard a soft laugh and lifted her head to look at him, biting her lip, hair mussed by her sleep and her eyes complete with devilish intent. He was going to give her everything she wanted while she gave him everything he wanted. This was going to be the best honeymoon anyone ever had.

When it came to sex, Vlad wasn't much of a talker in saying what he wanted. Vlad was a man of action, and let his actions do all the talking for him. Upon observing a particularly sexy and devilish look from Catherine, Vlad ran his fingers through his vixen's dark flowing hair, while reterning a look of utter lust and passion, which demanded pleasuring and erotic action. He took up her hand and led it down to where it was desired; to his erect penis, which as if with a mind of its own pulsated, as if searching for someone to please.

Catherine let his hand lead her own, but then swatted it away. You are impatient, my darling. Let me take it wherever it will go. What she was actually saying was that she would go at her own pace. If it took her an hour to get anywhere it would take an hour, though she doubted it would ever take that long.

She trailed kissed down his jawbone, down his neck, until she was placing butterfly kisses all over his chest. It wasn't only the kisses that was the whole intent, it was the fact that she nipped at his skin, making the skin bruise.

"I'm not impatient," Vlad retorted as she swatted his hand away. He paused momentarily. "Okay, maybee I do sometimes get impatient, but it's just because you make me so horny." It was true that once aroused, his raging hormones almost seemed to take over, making it very difficult for Vlad to resist just puncing on top of Catherine like the sex demon her was. Vlad let her trail kisses, running his fingers gently through her hair as she did so. He relaxed as he enjoyed Catherine's controlled movements, which only made the anticipation grow. Catherine was right, taking it slower was MUCH better; the anticipation of pleasure made the pleasure itself increase tenfold. He smiled and he looked into her mischevious eyes as she reached his chest. His one hand continued to play with her hair, as he reached over and fondled her breasts with the other. As she nibbled on his skin, what came out of him was a sound across between a deep sex demon-like growl and a moan, as the slight pain combined with the nibbling only intensified his desires for more.

Catherine raised an eyebrow as he moaned, he was enjoying this way too much, but that simply made her feel smug. She was in control of the entire situation. It wasn't like he was stopping her, besides he seemed to be enjoying himself, though maybe that was a bit of an understatement.

She continued her careful pattern, staying at his chest, in a way relunctant to go any further. She was going to drive him insane until he took control. She wasn't all that used to being in control. She was independant to a certain extent, when it came to being in control in the lovely world of love, she really hadn't been in control in her vampire youth, letting her sire be in control, so this was somewhat new to her. Though she would do her best, yet she would drive him crazy first.

He loved it when a woman took the initiative and went after what he wanted, it added a whole new dimention to the sexual encounter. "Catherine, don't stop." he whispered in a lusty voice. "Take contol. Just don't think about it. You can do whatever you want, just keep going, don't stop." As he got more and more horny, he massauged her head more vigorously and eexpanded his other hand's movements, rubbing her from her erect nipples, to her breasts and to the side of her body before coming back again for more, just to get her even wetter, and so she could give him more of what he wanted. MORE. She was driving him crazy, but the anticipation of what she would do to further pleasure him was worth it.

Catherine looked at him and stopped, completely doing what he didn't want. She was in a playful mood, well she was always in a playful mood, but more so now with Vlad. She continued to look at him with no interest in caressing him more.

"What if I want to stop, what if I don't want to be domineering?" She looked at him with puppy dog eyes. "I like it when you do it, you do it so well." She nuzzled the side of his face and then stretched and left the bed. She stretched again as she stood, showing off every part of her body as she did so. She then walked to the bathroom and turned to look at him. "Would you like to join me?"

The lay there for a few seconds, admiring the view of Catherine's naked body. As he lay there sprawled out on the bed, he gave Catherine an equally impressive view of his enormous manhood. As he looked upon her, he let her watch as he played with himself, jostling it around before he too got out of the bed. He strutted toward her with his hands at his sides, letting his pulsating man meat just bounce back and forth with every step he took. "Damn right I wanna join you!" Vlad approached her from the front. his hand slipped between her legs and played with her, she was getting nice and moist. But this was just a tease of what was to come. After a few seconds his hand travelled upwards, drawing a line as he brushed against her stomach and reached her chest. "I love a woman who's dominating, especially if she looks so innocent. Or is the reason that you don't want to be domineering, is that you want to be dominated?' He slowly migrated around, until he was behind her. He let his penis brush up against her leg as he draped one arm arond her shoulder, and with his fully outstreched hand vigorously rubbed her whole body. He nibbled on her neck, drawing blood from a tiny wound, which only intensified his lust, grunting and growling like a demon as he did so. The properties of his saliva mixed with her blood would surely make her sex hormones rage and make her even more horny.

Catherine felt him move towards her and touch her, she let out a soft moan of pleasure, this she liked and she loved it when he was in charge. It made her feel all warm and cosy. She felt his hand travel and bit her lip as she looked up at him. "I love a man who can be dominating. That's the only type of man that I want and I need."

Shr let out a soft groan as she felt his manhood brush against her, he was as ready as she was. Well he was more ready then she was. She would need a little more convincing and little more time. She let out a low moan as he kissed and bit her neck, slowly drawing blood.

She felt something in her body kick into hyper drive, she wanted him NOW. Not tomorrow, not in five minutes from now, NOW. She could be very demanding when she wanted to be. She turned in his arms and pressed her body wantonly against his. "I want you, now." Her voice was low and husky, she was breathing hard. There were times where she loved that saliva of his, really.

Vlad loved her sweet petite body. He loved to screw her innocent body as she craved for more. Just looking at her demanded she be railed hard and dominated mercilessly for multiple orgasms. He was still licking up the leftover blood on her neck. She tasted so sweet. His hand came back to jostle her sweet clit. She was moist and ripe for the taking, and she wanted to be taken now. He pressed his body against her to indicate his eagerness. He kneeled down and let her feel his skilled tongue travel from her lower back right up behind her ear, as his hand contilued to get her juices frowing. He was teasing her as she had done so many times to him.

Okay, enough teasing! "You've been a bad girl! There's only one way I can teach you a lesson about being a bad girl, indulging in such sinful actions. I'm gonna dominate your petite body and drill you for your juices and listen to your orgasmic screams as I extract them." With that, he bent her over the bed and mounted her like the beast that he was. He leveled her pelvis and thrust into her with a dominating power. He placed one hand above her shouler and used it as a support as the other was wrapped around her hip and stomach, controlling speed and power of his thrusts. He started pumping slowly with long in and out movements and proceesed faster and deeper as the moised squshing sound of his hard penis in her wet vagina reached his ears. He panted, as he spoke in Catherine's ear in a deep and lustful voice. "You want more? Tell me. Tell me, are you gonna be a good girl, or you gonna be a bad girl?" Hid pelvis grinded and pressed against hers. He gabbed Catherine by both shoulders driving deep in to her, lifting her hips clean of the bed as he did so, his countinuous thrusting action moving her whole body back and froth across the bed.

Catherine whimpered as he took his time, this was not what she wanted. She wanted him, wanted to feel him pounding into her and feel him against her. She let out a low growl of annoyance, she had an intense urge to pull that tongue out, she didn't want this, oh no, him, always him. She knew he was eager but why was he taking so long? It was pure hell, to her anyways.

The next thing she knew, was that she was on the bed and he was in her. She let out a moan of pleasure at finally having him inside of her. It was slow at first, but she knew that he wouldn't be able to hold himself back and soon he would be driving into her hard and demanding, the way she loved it.

He spoke to her, she did understand his questions and was going to answer, but at that moment he thrusted hard into her, living her pelvis straight off the bed, which produced a cry of pleasure from her, she wanted everything he could give her, everything. In between gasps and moans she managed to get a few words out. "I'll be very bad." That was exactly what she was going to be and if he stopped he would be in deep shit.

Vlad licked her neck and behind her ear as he pounded her from bedind. "I knew you'd say that. Now you'll see what happens to bad girls." He continued to piledrive her from behind now faster and harder than ever before. The bedsprings squeaked loudly as they were worked overtime by his driving force. He knew he hit his mark in drilling for her sweet juices when they gushed from Catherine's dominated vagina and ran down her leg. "Tell me when you're coming. Scream for more, and I will give you more." He continued screwing Catherine mercilessly, as he rubbed and licked, all the while panting, grunting, groaning, growling like the horny animal he was, always wanting to give her more. He was going to make her orgasm multiple times at once, to do it to her till she couldn't take it any more, and then to do it to her even harder.

Catherine was feeling like she was being taken mercilessly and to an extent she loved every bit of it, though to another she sometimes prefered the sweet loving and gentle carresses. She wondered if Vlad even knew that some women didn't like being forced on. She couldn't realy mind it though, there was very much a honeymoon.

For screaming, she screamed. "More Vlad, more..." Her body was being pushed into a region she didn't, had never reached. It was like the boarder between pain and pleasure. Having both simultaneously made her come immediately. "Vlad!!!" His name echoed in the room and her body slumped, she wouldn't be able to take anything, not again, not for a while, maybe later in the night. Her voice came out soft, with soft whimpers. "No more, please...."

He loved listening to her scream his name as she orgasmed. It made him want to go faster and harder, as if he wasn't going fast and hard enough already. He was on the verge. The slippery feeling of his penis as it was coated in her sweet juices, the contraction of her vaginal muscles as he slid in and out of her. He spasmed as he came, exploding inside her. "Hur, grr, oh yeah! Oh sexy vixen! Oh Catherine! CATHERINE!!" After his orgasm sibsided along with his anamalistic grunting he plopped down beside her and laughed with pure extasy, licking his lips with the lingering feelings of pleasure. "I think even I'll have to take a break after this one, you naughty little nymphomaniac."

He wrapped his arm around her and held her in his loving embrace. He smiled at her as he reached out and touched her face, looking deep into her eyes and kissing her in the gentlest, most loving way.

Catherine was glad once he stopped, she didn't think that she would have been able to last any longer. He was like an animal and truth to be told she had answered to him in a total animalistic manner, so she was partly to blame. Though she wasn't ready to lay blame, she had enjoyed it very much.

Catherine snuggled into his embrace. Nymphomaniac? Her? A small smile curved her lips, well maybe a little. She was raised as a Nephim, you had to expect a little bit of sensual and sexual energy from her. She gave him a beautiful smile. " I love you my most handsome darling." She curled into him and flinched. Ok, so she was sore, very sore. She could feel the healing taking root, but it would be a while until she was completely better and perhaps ready for another round.

"I love you too, for you are the most caring, loving, girl, with the most beautiful eyes and lovely sime, and the sexiest body I've ever seen." Vlad continued to hold her and run his fingers through her hair. He smiled empatetically as she flinched. "A little sore my sexy vixen?" His breathing hadn't quite normalized yet. He really gave it to her. "So how did you like that? I was a bit rougher than you're used to, but you know what they say: 'it's good to try new things.' And, if there is one thing I will anways try new things in, it's ways to pleasure my sexy vixen she never thought possible."

Catherine giggled. "I'm glad, my dear, really." She kissed the tip of his nose and then rubbed her nose against his. "This was definitely new and I enjoyed it very much. Perhaps it was a little too hard and yes I am a little.." she paused and then continued. "... quite sore."

He had pounded into her hard enough that she seriously thought that she was going to come apart at the seems. That would really suck if it ever happened. "I'm healing though it is a little slow." She then frowned as if remembering something. "Wasn't I going to go take a shower?" She was confused, she didn't quite make a connection between being close to the bathroom and now being back in bed. She had missed a step somewhere, though she couldn't quite complain.

Vlad grin looked like it was going to split his face in two. "I love it when you giggle like that." He returned her gesture by rubbing his nose against her. "Eskimo kiss!!" But he felt so much more than that. It was as if by doing the eskimo kiss that he was telling her that he loved her, and that she loved his. It was like a symbol, telling how much they both loved eachother in a way words could never describe. "I'm sure you'll recover in no time." Vlad climbed oper top of Catherine ending up on her other side. He put his hands on her back and gently massauged her stiff muscles. It felt like her whol body was tensed up. Must have been quite the orgasm, he thought. His toughtes were siddenly interrupted. "Huh? What? Shower?" he paused. "You actually expect me to remember after all that?" he gave her a humerous look.

Catherine smiled at his excitement. Once he started massaging her back she rolled until she was on her stomach, giving him complete access to her back. She was stiff, the orgasm had been very strong. When his fingers worked their magic she could feel ever muscle in her body untense. He was simply amazing.

Catherine looked at his face. "Well I was hoping you would. I vividly remember asking you if you wanted to join me. So there was something of a shower somewhere." She let a soft smile draw on her face. "I hear that the shower can be a wonderful and interesting place to have sex." She gave him an amused look. "Perhaps one day we could try that."

"Of course I remmember, I was just pulling your leg. I'd love to join you in the shower. Once you're good enough to go" He continued to massage her body, using different techniques interchangably. He start tou with a nice up and down motion along the while lenght of her back, switching to concentric circle with the tips of his finger, to rolling motions with his knuckles. "Mmm. I can see it now... The hot steaming water caressing our skin as our bodies grind up against eachother. My togue working it's magic on you enjoy the feeling of the hot wetness running down your whole body as you experience it. You straddling me as I drive you up the shower wall, watching you as you throw your head back as your wet hair swings back and forth." He projected the image into her mind and giggled as she received it.

Catherine sighed, content as he massaged her. This was wonderful, could she ask for anything more? Probably, but she obviously didn't quite need it at this moment. She sighed again a soft smile on her face. This was amazing and she loved every bit of it. Her body was relaxing more and more.

She listened to him talk and was picturing it in her own head, when she received the mental image of it. Was he trying to turn her on? She didn't want to go again. Her body seemed of two minds. The first was a protest at the thought of even going again in the state of her body. The other was wanting to go again, despite the soreness. "You have to stop projecting images into my head. It makes me want to go again, though my body is disagreeing with me right now."

"I guess I know how easily I can turn you on." He laughed softly as he continued to massauge her back. This talk of sex and sexual encounters had got his creative sexual mind thinking. "You know what we can try next, is role play. I have a couple personal fantasies rushing through my head with this talk of sex." He became amused at himself, because, come to think of it he had a sexual fetish toward almost anything. "Here's an idea: you can dress up in a sexy Catholic schoolgirl uniform, the one with the plaid skirt, and your hair done up in pigtails. You can be the innocent schoolgirl, and I'll be your horny teacher. We could even do it in a school. What do you think? Oh.. and by all means if you have any personal fantasies of your own, do tell, whatever they may be. When it comes to sex I'll do anything, so don't be afraid to throw some crazy idea at me."

Catherine listened and was puzzled yet interested by this idea of roleplaying. A purr escaped her lips at the massage that was still going. "I have a better idea about the school girl idea. How about you dress up as a jock instead? I always wondered what it would be like to sleep with a football player." She gave him a beautiful smile, she didn't have much an idea for fantasies, but one thing she did have was the energy to go with it.

Ideas kept coming the her. "I could also be a cheerleader. I hear they are wonderful sex goddesses. Since I have seemingly been elevated to that level I must try to show that I am worthy." She stretched her body under him, hearing a few joints crack, releasing more tense energy from her body. She was truly enjoying being pampered.

Vlad rubbed his hands together in excitement as the creative juices were flowing. The OTHER creative juices that is. Sex was like something that if it was approached with creativity that it would have infinate possibilities. "Another thing, I have the most serious pantyhose fetish. I've always fantasised about you dressed in a sexy business suit with black pantyhose held up by those pantyhose garters, and screwing your brains out on the desk. Or you in a goth outfit, with the corset and the black fishnet stockings, the black eyeliner, and lipstick as you get down on your knees and suck me off. Then I'd slowly rotate your body into the 69 position. Come to think of it I don't think you've ever given me oral, we could even try anal. Or you dressed up as a bride in a white wedding gown with the sheer white pantyhose with matching white see-through panties. Or you in dominatrix leather suit with a zipper in it that leads to your vagina and those hooker boots the come up to your thighs with a whip at the ready. I want to be tied down and for you to be rude to me and dominate me mercilessly. You could dress up as a cop and pull me over for speeding, and then I seduce you in the car. You could also be a nurse, a teacher, a flight attendant, a desperate housewife, or my boss at one of those jobs that mortals have. We could even meet at a bar pretend that we don't know eachother, I could hit on you, and then have crazy sex out back in the ally." Vlad paused with all his enthusiasm, realizing that he had not taken a breath in some time.

Catherine simply stared at him, from her position, her jaw somewhat open and she continued to stare at him. She blinked and the spell was broken, she snapped her jaw shut, though her eyes still stared at him. She let out a low breath and blinked a few more times.

She then opened her mouth to finally say something though she had to swallow a few times. "Wow, you have way too much creativity and some of those I would have never even thought of. There are some I would also perhaps not want to do, though at the present moment, my brain refuses to think." She let a soft smile play across her face. "My brain is still in awe. You have a lot of imagination." She paused and the smile grew. "I do somewhat like the dominatrix idea. Perhaps that one we will have to try." She stopped at thought it over. "Of course I would need to do some shopping..."

Vlad almost busted out into a full belly laugh as he saw Catherine's reaction to his onslaught of sexual fantasies. "You weren't quite expecting that, were you?" His thoughts flashed back to all of his ideas. "I do what I can. Besides I don't think there is such a thing as getting too creative." Vlad jumped up in excitement. "So, when do we go shopping??"

Catherine shook her head. No she hadn't been expecting that. She had expected a few ideas, not the entire nine yards of them. He had probably cited all of them, yes all of them. Well maybe that was pushing it a bit far, there was a few she could think of that he hadn't mention, but that was beyond the point.

Catherine shook her head. "We aren't going shopping tonight, perhaps some other time. Once I think I'm ready for this all sexual fantasy thing. So far, I still prefer having the plain, normal, old sex with you." She snuggled to him. "No shopping tonight."

"Well, I don't know if I'd describe sex with you as plain, normal or old or any combination of those words." Vlad lay down next to her, holding her hand brushing her hair back so that he could see her beautiful face. He understood that she was tired especially after that last romp.

Catherine could feel healing coursing through her and knew that soon she would be good as new. After all she had had quite a meal and was looking forward to perhaps another romp. "Perhaps old and plain aren't the right words."

She took a pause and stretched to kiss him on the cheek. "Soon perhaps we could go on again and you can show me something else, or perhaps we could make good use of the shower." She lifted her head, to look at him her eyes sparkling. "So what do you say?"

"I say I like it. I can show you both something new and we could do it in the shower. I can feel the wetness of the warm water and the feeling of our naked bodies sliding up against one another already." Vlad ran his hand down the front of Catherine's body. "You know how I love to misbehave." He proceeded lower and lower, wondering how low he would get before she stopped him. He flashed her a big grin. Suddenly he got and idea on top of the one he already had in mind, but wasn't sure whether Catherine would go along with it. Only one way to find out. "I was thinking of this fantasy I've had since about 12 years ago, but never had the chance to satisfy. To do it in the shower with our clothes on. It's something about how the water runs down a sexy woman's body and makes her clothes stick to her skin as I work my magic on her. I'd love that." Vlad laughed to himself. He really did have infinate creative ideas.

Catherine eyes were on him, yet she infinitely aware of that wandering hand. She caught it right before it got too low and let out a low laugh. "You aren't going to get it that easy." She laughed again. "I think we alreadt established how much you like to misbehave, though I sometimes wonder what it would take you to behave."

She paused, thinking that over. She turned to him, so that she laid on her side, her head propped up on one of her hands. "What would I have to do, to make you behave?" She honestly thought that there was no way to make him behave, none at all. To some extent it worried her. Would they ever do more, then lie lazily in bed after having an amazing time together? "Let's do the shower with no clothes on, then when I feel like it, we'll do it your way."

Vlad sighed openly as Catherine caught his hand. What would it take for me to behave?" Vlad paused and thought about it for a moment. "That's a good question. I seem to misbehave everytime I have any sort of sexy thoughts of you, which is ALL the time. So basically the only way I'll behave is if I stop having thoughts of you. We both know that that will never happen because, I love you and you're the most beutiful thing that ever happened to me. So, what will make me behave? Nothing." Vlad had just realized that since they started their honeymoon that the only thing they've done is have sex. Have sex MANY times. In fact Vlad had lost track of haw many orgasms both he and Catherine have experienced. So many. The sex was awesome and Vlad could keep doing it to Catherine for years without pause. No matter how big a sex demon he was, Vlad knew that a relationship was not just about sex, but aslo things like just spending time together, and having fun and enyoying eachothers company as a couple. He wanted to do something special for Catherine. Something romantic. He got an idea. "How about tomorrow we get out of here, and I'll take you down to the Crimean penninsula and show you my beautiful country. We can have a nice candlelit dinner on the beach. I know a few people that will guarantee that we woun't be disturbed. And the rest I want to leave as a surprise." Vlad knew how much Catherine loved surprises, and what a surprise this would be. "so, to the shower?"

Catherine laughed. "Then perhaps I shouldn't bee here, I seem to have a detrimental effect on you. It seems that I simply have to exist to make thoughts come from your mind." It was true, Catherine simply had to be herself to make him go into a frenzy. It was quite interesting to watch.

She couldn't hlp but be amazed at the things he came up with. Who ever thought that old vampires turned senile had never met Vlad...He was truly one of a kind and the true sex demon that he claimed to be. "As much as this way be a sensitive subject, how did your other wives ever keep up with you?" Catherine was only this good simply because she had long practice being a Nephim. She was a sexy vixen by her nature.

"A romantic night? I would love that, perhaps we could leave this bed and do something more beyond making sex, as much as it is very enjoyable." She gave him a look, pointing a finger into his chest. "You are going to end up exhausting me into a state that I won't be even able to perform my wifely duties."

She paused and thought over the shower idea. "I think that shower would be really welcomed right now..."

Vlad became amused "I can hardly imagine your effects on me as ever being detrimental, my love." She really knew how to tease him and drive him crazy with passion that was for sure. Catherine seemed to enjoy watching his lustful behavious as much as he enjoyed being lustful.
"I actually don't mind talking about my other wives. How should I say this? They really didn't keep up with me. You're actually the first one to be able to keep up. My first wife, Anna was mortal, as you can imagine there was no physical way she could match me. My other wife Nina was gentler and like just to be held sometimes." Vlad paused. "It has actually been quite a while since I last thoguht of them."
Vlad grabbed her pointed finger gently and picked Catherine up in his arms carrying her toward the shower. "Exhausted you may be, but your wifely duities you perform very well, my sexy vixen."
AsVlad came to the bathroom he set Catherine down and turned on the water.

Catherine giggled. "Then perhaps I am the only one that finds them detrimental, I need more than simple sex or making love. I need tenderness as well as care. Unfortunately those two seem to be of short supply when it comes to making love." It was true, sex in itself could be tender, yet more often than not, Catherine prefered the more brutal kind, the more animalistic kind, it truly brought her experience out and usually gave her immense pleasure.

Catherine raised an eyebrow. "So I'm the only one that has been keeping up so far." It made her somewhat thoughtful, she was having a little trouble keeping up with him, yet some part of her felt stung. "I like to be held too..." There was a side of her that was gentle and that wanted to feel that tenderness, as much as she enjoyed the sexual side of her life.

She let out a small like as he lifted her off the bed and into the shower. "I hope that I can still perform them well and that I may perform other wifely duties besides satisfying you in bed." She was teasing him a bit, seeing if she could get him to play her game, she was completely healed for now.

Vlad gave Catherine a loving glance. "You do know I love you not just because you're sexy and awesome in bed. I love every part of you. I would do anything for you. I will hold on to you until the ending of time itself. I will take care of you." It was as if Vlad was showing a completely different side of himself, a gentler side. "Come here" Vlad said, barely a whisper even to them. He put his arms around Catherine and held her in a loving embrace. He just held her, pressing her head against his chest and running his finger through her hair. "I love you" he said finally with tears rolling down his face. They were tears of joy. The joy of a feeling he had not felt in over 250 years.

Catherine curled into him, she loved this, simply being held and simply being loved. This was more perfect than anything she had in mind and she loved it. She loved every single part of it. She felt something tangy in the air and lifted her head to his face.

Her heart softened at the sight of those blood tears. "Do not cry, my love. There is no reason to cry. I'm not leaving and we will be together for a very long time." She brushed away the tears from his cheeks and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. She then nuzzled the side of his face. "Let's go take a shower..."