CH-36 Sucking blood[R-18 M]

[A.N - This 'R-18 M' suggests that the content includes interactions of a sexual nature, specifically limited to the touching body or rubbing. Also… This note further clarifies that while this chapter contains a few adult content, it is relatively mild compared to what might be featured in future sections, which are anticipated to contain more explicit material. It will be marked As R-18.]

With that, Iris lunged sloppily at Amelia, missing her mouth completely to instead mash their cheeks together in a sloppy, opened-mouthed kiss.

Somehow, she seemed absolutely delighted by the whole thing.

—chomp! —slurp!

Soon… Amelia went to town on Iris' neck like a kid sucking on a juice box… But instead of fruit punch, she was guzzling down that sweet, sweet life Force!

Iris was like a bodily Capri Sun pack for Amelia's thirsty vampire needs.

You see, Amelia had this super special vamp technique called; The Bloody Cultivation Express.

It was like Soul Cycle, but for powering up by drinking blood under the full moon, Or at least a bit of its light. Chug that ruby red protein shake and feel those cultivation gains!

The richer the bloodline's rank is, the bigger the buff.

And Iris' noble neck nectar was top shelf stuff. Just one sip and Amelia could feel her cultivation level skyrocketing like an expensive bar tab.

Iris knew her comrade was a few pints shy of a Bloody Mary when it came to being honest about her true power level. Amelia was all 'Oh ya know, just a casual 8th stage cultivator, no biggie.'

But her chakras were practically glowing from how stacked her cultivation was after draining Iris! In other words; Amelia is the pinnacle of fusion realms.

Even our little miss perfect over here is hiding some serious secrets under that innocent look.

It is similar to; I'm not one to spill the tea without permission - if you wanna know the deets, you gotta do some sleuthing of your own!

Poor Iris though, when her bloodline is about as active as an inflatable pool toy right now. Why's that, you ask? Well, her body basically can't handle all that power coursing through her veins just yet.

She's only rocking like 3% of her full bloodline potential! It's the cultivation equivalent of an AA battery trying to power a heavy metal concert.

But… you just wait! Once Iris gets that full-body renovation, ooh baby… Ahh… (Ahem, I got a little enlivened) it's gonna be insane!

Her bloodline will be lit up like the Las Vegas strip at night! As for what that'll mean… Well, you'll have to tune in next time to find out. No spoilers from me because I had zipped my lips and threw away the key.

"M-More… suck!!" Iris pulled her closer by hands, As she rubbed her butt against Amelia's lap.

It was quite… Sexy position.

—Slurp! —Slurp!

It wasn't long after Amelia started to sip energy from blood. She also takes a little power from Iris's body.

When she was lost in sucking blood, Iris had stripped her bra, As her melons were rubbing against Amelia.

She was 4 cm shorter than the latter, As Amelia didn't need to lower her head to suck blood.

It wasn't long, Around 13 seconds, until Amelia breakthrough her Fusion realms and reached at harmonization realms. Amelia knew Iris's bloodline is not normal but extraordinary.

It doesn't have the taste of human blood, instead it has the taste of… A fox bloodline.

They are rare creatures, and can only show up when they are in the mood.

Amelia had drinked blood of Fox one time on her seventh birthday. That bloodline has some similarities with fox progenitors. So, She could tell Iris's bloodline is related to it.

'A secret's a secret till it turns into word vomit.' Amelia thought, whipping out her pearly whites that glistened like a crimson stop sign.

Her gaze zeroed in on poor Iris, who was doing her darndest not to let out a strangled moan while biting her thumb on tenterhooks.

"Heh heh heh!" Amelia's evil laughter bleeds with sinister gladness. She pinions her to the bed like a delicious gazelle ready for devouring.

Amelia liked having Iris at her mercy, Amelia above, while Iris below. It was a position, She will use in future to… Ahem.

The next words that fell from Iris's lips whimpered piteously like cupid's arrow, piercing Amelia's very heart.

"I-Inside! P-Please, I c-can't take it anymore!"

Amelia's brow furrowed deeply, as if contemplating whether to grant Iris sweet release or prolong the delirious agony.

With a resigned sigh, she decided her dexterous touch alone might satisfy Iris's aching need… for now.

"Sorry, Iris, but you purchased this upon yourself… I also have a feeling." Her hands took a winding tour, going where they'd seldom been before.

Around the waistline they did roam, till upward traveling they did float above. The breast borders gave a hearty; Hii, baby, wanna cup me?

But Amelia wasn't one to let modesty fly. Then Iris grabbed Amelia's boobs… pressing it softly.

"M-My cherries need plucking, in a G-rated craze!... Lick my nipples like a thirsty baby…"

A shudder raced down Amelia's backbone, at the prospect of mild, suggestive debauchery. Amelia's knee winds up in a rather, ahem, private organs between Iris's legs.

"... Just put your middle… fingers inside!" Iris, getting a bit carried away by the excitement of the game, started to rub her lower body.

"... Apologies but I know my line.' Amelia said with a coy expression. Her two digits, index and middle, aimed straight for Iris' jugular in.

[Hah! You really think that pittance will make my Iris swoon?] Harriet scoffed. [If fainting her is the goal, then allow me to contribute a properly dizzying tune.]

Without further ado, Harriet used her mystical might. Iris's blood pressure plummeted and got lower in a mini second.

Before Amelia could even blink, Iris closed her eyes, And didn't move a bit. Our stabbing lass was there thinking what happened, as she didn't do it.

Amelia admitting sheepish defeat. "... Perhaps, Because of bears or wine… I'll be..."

The draining mental gymnastics had left her more parched than a cactus in the Sahara.

With a wheezy exhale, she put her head onto the closest fleshy surface, which just so happened to be Iris's bodacious baby feeders.

Amelia slept on it, As she embraced Iris's waist. "Good night!"