Solanas Instincts

Solanas was almost feral, something more than hunger took over her. She didn't want this woman's blood. She wanted to feel something deeper. Be it a moment of depravity or an ancient calling to lord over humans... it was overwhelming.

Normally when Kayla fed Solanas, the kindhearted blonde would be eager to sit down and have Solanas in her lap, ready to share an intimate moment while nourishing her hemovorous friend, But right now Solanas could tell she was giving off an uneasy vibe. As her sharp claws relaxed on Kayla's chest, she could feel the woman's heart slamming within, a sense of danger filling her mind as she waited for those fangs to sink into her neck.

If anything, it only made the feeling stronger for Solanas. Her senses were heightened, her awareness of Kayla's fear and vulnerability fueled her twisted desire. For too long she's felt that blood pass her lips, but she's been kept from its source...

Her long tail flicks with anticipation as the thought of what she wants to do enters her head, causing Kayla to jump. It's just the two of them on this cold, moon-lit rock. Solanas revels in the lonely chill that surrounds them and knows that her presence is now enough to send shivers down this human's spine. They're no longer on the warm ship with their friends and family. No, now they sit here alone until they find whoever landed.

"H-hey, just don't drink too much, Solanas." Kayla let out nervously.

"I'm not thirsty right now." Solanas replied.

"What do you mean?" Kay asked, though to no response.

Solanas gazed distractingly into Kay's eyes and slipped the tip of her tail into the woman's chest, its razor-sharp barb sinking in as if it were a hot knife in butter. So sharp the gal could only feel it as a bee sting.

Kay gasped when the intrusive appendage hit her and slid its way inside. Her breaths drew quicker and her eyes filled with cowardice. Too late, however; now at Solanas' mercy. Solanas slithered deeper in, puncturing past the resistance of flesh and muscle, then sinking in between her organs. Its end flattened against Kay's Diaphragm, making Solanas draw quick breaths through a rapturous smile as Kay's frantic heart pushed against the fleshy red spade beyond nothing but a soft wall of muscle and connective tissue.

Kay's words stop in her throat, unable to form a sentence as she seems to no longer know what this person is in front of her.

For Solanas, feeling her tail burrow deeper into her friend's body sent a twisted thrill through her, her predatory instincts flaring. Each beat of Kayla's heart is a palpable push, a pulsating and playful life waiting behind a delicate wall of flesh to be taken over.

Solanas bared the tip again and carefully cut into Kayla's diaphragm, then into her pericardium where it coiled around her pounding heart. The lively muscle greeted her tail, slipping against its surface, firm in its contractions and soft as it swelled into her oppressive yet sensitive scales. Solanas' own heart shook her taut frame as she felt every movement of the slick and vigorously squirming meat in its adrenaline induced fervor. Kayla's panic took over her in pathetic little taps on Solanas' belly to show her displeasure. That fear only giving Solanas more of what she wanted while she settled in and tightened around the organ.

The warmth and vitality it gave off as it struggled to beat within her scaly grasp sent shivers down her spine, intoxicated by the control she has over the Kayla's life; A mere flick of her tail away from snuffing it out.

The heart's futile attempts to resist her intrusion bring a sadistic satisfaction that only a creature of her nature could appreciate. Unable to stop herself, wanting even more control, her focus narrowed on the aorta; the thick, bulging vessel that provides life-sustaining blood to her helpless companion's body. She carefully wrapped her tail around the artery and tightened the loop, feeling the pressure of blood straining against her grip.

Its mighty rhythm soon falters, and she can sense Kay's body reacting, growing weaker and more desperate with each passing moment. As the heart struggles to maintain its beat, the Solanas sits there atop her body and feeds off her useless distress.

It is a potent cocktail of fear, pain, and helplessness that makes her feel alive and powerful, and gives her purpose. The vivid reactions from this woman whose life she holds nourished the essence of her being. Kayla's body grows colder as Solanas plays keep away with her still beating heart.

But then... with a capricious whim, Solanas releases the pressure on the aorta. The flood of blood that rushes through it serves as a testament to her control and the vulnerability of the woman's life in her hands.

She buries more of her tail in, then loosens her grip, feeling Kay's life pulse with more vigor than she has ever felt to feed her needy body. As if a switch flipped in her mind, she looked at herself in disappointment, feeling the beauty of Kay's powerful life.

"Sorry." Solanas said remorsefully to her speechless companion.

She withdraws her tail, leaving behind a lingering sting and terror as Kay's body heals. She realized it was that feeling, that feeling alone that she needed so badly. The vibrance and strength of Kay's vitality to remind her of what she has and must preserve.

"It's fine." Kayla replies, still nervous and full of questions.

Her thirst for control temporarily sated, she lies down on Kay and rests, feeling a deep sigh of relief pushing into her from Kay's chest. Unable to rectify these urges with her mission, she knows she has to explain, eventually. However, Kayla's quick to comfort her despite everything.