Content warning: Futa/male
---------------------------------------
A certain tranquility surrounded Belor in the quietness of the guest room. In deep meditation the vampire slowly sorted his mind. A long life brings many memories and thoughts, making moments like these necessary., especially for a potent spellcaster like him. Magic needs focus after all.
His form rests on the comfy bed within the room, eyes closed. Lazily his head hangs on the side upside down, as he brings structure to his eternity. This little corner of his manor is barely in use since he reawakened. It was unlikely that he will get any visitors soon, as none of his old allies or friends are probably aware that he still exists.
Past, present, and future wander through his mind, but the stillness is soon enough disturbed by approaching footsteps. The door creaks slightly, and then silence almost like the visitor stopped in her tracks. A lewd giggle quickly follows, and a musky scent fills the guest room.
After a few more steps, Belor suddenly feels the familiar weight of a soft cock resting on his face. The vampire can feel the heavy shaft slowly harden. "What is it, Laura?"
"Was it the smell or the shape, Master? Probably both, right?" Some playful cock slaps follow, and then the tall woman rubs her dick across his face.
When Belor opens his eyes, his vision is blocked by the large piece of meat, and the maid brings her weighty ballsack to rest on his forehead. Without much thought, he sucks the delicious cockhead into his eager maw and gets rewarded with the salty taste of her precum and a satisfied sigh from her.
Slowly his tongue swirls around the engorged tip. With his face pressed against her genitals, her musky arousal gets even more intense, and there is barely anything else the vampire can breathe in.
"It just wanted to tell you that I finished repairing your bed, but since I became your servant, my libido has been spiking like crazy. I couldn't really resist seeing you like that." Laura's breathing is slightly strained as she enjoys the experienced tongue of her master. One of her hands finds itself groping her own heavy tit in rising lust.
Belor lets the tasty treat slip out of his mouth, and it lewdly slaps against his face. "It is quite useful to have the daughter of a carpenter around, among your other talents of course."
A few loving kisses are placed on the throbbing meat, which earns him a few more lustful moans. "Since you all are connected to me, my emotions and feelings get slightly imprinted on you."
"And you are constantly horny." Laura gazes down past her own cock at her master with another lewd grin. She moans again as he slides his velvety tongue along her full length and gives her balls some soft kisses.
"I think a reward is in order, my dear. How about you prepare me a hot bath?"
Confusion rests on her face, and she slowly rubs her cock across his face again. "How is that a reward for me?"
The lustful desire in Belor's eyes and a quick gaze at his gorgeous body that rests half-revealed on the bed seem to be answer enough for the horny maid. "Right away, master."
With aroused haste, she brings the water to her master's private bath and quickly fills the tub. After it is full, Belor himself brings it to appropriate heat with magic, himself too eager to wait for simple flame to do the job. Soon enough the steaming bath is ready and the air has a delightful wetness to it.
"I never had a private bathroom like this before." Laura looks around the luxurious room filled with porcelain and brass. Her gaze soon enough settles onto Belor again, now that he has discarded his dark robe and stands in the room with his full enchanting beauty revealed.
Seeing the lustful gaze of his maid, Belor stretches his wonderful body, with some soft moans, just to spark her arousal even more. Her skirt lifts up slightly from her hardening shaft. "Do you want to undress yourself, or do you want me to help you?"
The tall, curvy lady is too distracted to answer right away, so Belor walks over to her. With teasing slowness, he frees her wonderful body from the dress. The vampire spends extra time around her heaving bosom as he caresses and kisses the heavy globes.
"Like I said, this will be a reward. I think a woman like you can also appreciate some sensual care, right?" His lustful gaze rests on her face with a soft smile. Laura is slightly overwhelmed by the erotic sensations across her body, and her breathing grows more heavily.
"Master." A single word is the only thing she can muster as the vampire continues the undressing process. His slender yet strong hands move over her body, sending lustful sparks through her entire being. Laura wasn't sure if he used magic with his touch, but she also didn't care. Everything inside of her burned with lust and desire for him.
Finally the rest of her dress dropped to the floor, leaving her revealed in all of her desirable glory. Her throbbing cock was already leaking precum like crazy, and her smooth balls hung heavily between her legs. Laura's full figure was a sight to behold, curvy and work-strong in all the right places.
Belor's hand wandered back up across her body, along her wide hips, past her toned stomach. His tender touch left more sparks of arousal on her, as he once again spent more time on her bountiful tits until he finally held the head of the lustfully stunned woman in his hands.
"You are absolutely gorgeous, Laura. A goddess would be envious of your amazing figure. I am at a loss for words to describe you." He pulled her down towards his face, his hot breath gently rolling over her skin. Laura's eyes were glazed over with lust, and before she could really catch her breath, Belor sealed her lips with a deep, passionate kiss.
Her lustful paralysis finally fell off, and she embraced the enticing figure of her master. The soft flesh of her breasts pressed against him, and her aroused shaft left plenty of marks between his thighs. His own length was squished against her stomach as she hungrily smooched him.
Searing lust and pent-up passion made them kiss each other. Laura has never felt such insane and sensual desire as she made out with her master, not in a single sexual act. Her longing for him was all-consuming, and the wet noises of lips on lips and of tongues dancing and exploring filled the room.