He then told me to turn around. I did. And I felt his hands firmly grasp my buns, and massage them. He whispered in my ear that my full sexy ass was g...ing to be pleasured tonight. His fingers then slid around front to feel the growing wetness. He chuckled as he slid a finger into my lubricated pussy, letting it slide as deep as possible. My knees felt like they were going to give out on me, and I just leaned back into him, feeling the growing hardness against my bare ass. A hardness, that in. .. well ... in a normal situation. But at the same time, she didn't look like she was being held against her will. She was with her boyfriend, and they were into a pretty intense scene and all, but not like this." What WAS it like?" Casey asked. "Sex? Drugs?"I shrugged and nodded."Really BAD shit?"I grimaced. "Not my kind of scene, which is why I never went back. But like I said, she seemed to be comfortable with where she was at. Then again, that was two years ago. A lot has apparently. For him, it was just making him hungry. Over two years ago, when he was just a freshly embraced fledgling, being hungry was terrifying. Feeding on people was terrifying, especially after his Beast had flipped out that first night and killed someone.These days, he fed regularly, both on Antoinette’s ghouls, but also random people he found on the street, in dark alleys, or occasional trips to Bloodlust and other night lounges and clubs. The last thing he wanted was to get hungry, to give his. I didn't expect to..." She tried to get out, her voice trailing off each time she tried to find a politic way to say she never expected to end up in bed with me."It's ok. I think I'm going to get my stuff, head home, and sleep off this hangover, ok?" I said quietly to her. I was a little upset (ok, more then a little upset) that this has apparently changed our relationship, and probably not for the better. I mean, the one thing we always agreed on, was that sex was never going to come between.