Viper Script, Outtake

From Script Viper
By: Lyndal Spirit
Copyright
Dreaming DaVinci 2008

Viper caresses her face as it shimmers in the moon lit room; slowly rasping his fingers across her lips, feeling the softness he moves the very tips of his fingers all the way through her soft silky hair sending chills roaring all through her spine. Descending her neckline, leisurely he moves his fingers trailing the veins and muscles of her well-developed neck, further traveling down over her breast only slowing to make small circles around the areola as her nipples ripen to his touch on the passageway of greatly larger reward.

Her breath becomes deeper as he continues to molest her appetite with soft strokes laid across her body with his fingers, leaving a shiver that moves throughout her body like a flutter of warm feathers tickling her innards. He delicately kisses her just underneath the belly button; he licks up, and then downward very light and unhurried. Her body counters in a craving manner as if it sought something more.

His eyes are like fire as he watches her reactions to his touch, pleased by her display of desire and want. She lays there motionless apart from the movements of her essence to greet his caress. She tries to conceal her excitement and anticipation as He kisses her inner thigh and nonchalantly licks with small nibbles here and there. She moans and grinds her hips upward unable to further secrete the wants and desires of her body. He tenderly caresses her feet raising her leg into the air where he rubs amid her toes and bites at the internal side of her feet. She squirms and reaches for him to come closer to her so that she may feel the tenderness of his body next to her.


He motions ever so gradually, working his way down her body close to her tummy and among her inflamed legs, He begins to breathe a fervent slight breath on her already very warm and moist inland waterway,



then He bites down into the flesh of her inner thigh penetrating the skin so suddenly! She screams equally with pain and pleasure, as she feels the fangs of his mouth violate her leg, again he tenderly caress her unprotected body, leaving two minute punctures in her thigh.

He breathes a deep strong heated breathe on her lower abdomen; she thrust her hips forward affirming her bliss. He licks directly below her belly button gracefully again enticing her with delight or the promise of. She moans with anticipation. His fangs drool with temptation that she has become so moist and very scented with the desires and wants of feeling him near her.

His nails crawl down her sides leaving no trace except the chill bumps of pleasure as he grips her hips and dives intensely into her loving moist embankment. She no longer cares if it is pain or pleasure that he does to her, so long as he keeps doing all that he had done. She feels his tongue whip her body with adoring strokes like a slave beaten by her master, intensified by his wavering hands affectionately stroking her body as if he is reading her mind and doing all she ask.


She feels the swelling of shivers climb her body as the room begins to spin around her, her body burns with visions of passion and desperately seeks fulfillment while he deepens the movements of his penetrating, swirling tongue. She lunges her hips forwards discordantly in an attempt to further receive a piercing surge of bliss from his tongue. He taunts her cruelly and brings her extremely close to the moment of eruption, then stops.


She wiggles and moves demanding satisfaction, her mind flowing with thoughts of him inside her. Her body calling out for some sort of affection. She motions a hopeful influence toward his head in the direction of the spring that her wave of boiling fluids has emerged from, by placing her hands on his head and moving him to her.




He reaches up taking unyielding grip on her hips and again starts to brutally overwhelm the tender body with his unforgiving, merciless tongue. She arches her back and screams aloud as the initial swell of her intense orgasm storms her body for vindication. Unable to catch her breath, she remains arched gasping for air, beads of sweat flow all over her, as her body releases a flood of liquids pleasing her aggressor.

Embracing the natural sent of her body, He further entices his own cravings by lavishing her body with scented oil. The oil soothing to her body feels like silk being spread across her skin. The scent drives her into a state of complete surrender. Again he begins to smell the scents illuminating from the mist of her abdomen.

He lightly bites the small lump in the middle of her loving wet universe. She urges him to no longer hold back and to take her fully using a rapid movement of her hips and a moaning reflecting the pleasure of his bite. Her mind flowing with the thought of his rapture, Taking her mind, body and soul.


Her eyes close as he bites again, this time she embraces the painful and pleasure-full bite offering all to him by widening her legs to form the butterfly so that he may partake of her essence completely. Pleased he moves to face her. Her eyes close, hair a flowing auburn, she can hardly speak, her breath is deep and hard, vulnerable as she is, he is reminded of an angel.

Her lips soft and tender, perfect for kissing, he now longed to taste them. Without warning he savagely takes her into his arms wrapping her body with his muscular bands of lust, and with one motion kisses her and drives his spear deep into her body. The motion of him inside her and the entanglement of their tongues cause her to let go of any remaining restraints or doubts, her rivers again flood unbound.





Now lost in the moment obliviously to conscious thought she offers her neck to him as her mind now relies on instinct and her most primal nature, turning her face in satisfactions her body quivers with urges and desires to pull him closer. He fights not to bite down on the sweet sweat-beaded girl’s neck. He again drives his body deep into hers groaning from the pleasure of feeling her body, causing her to motion back again and again he keeps fighting the urge to bite, She moans aloud bringing even more of his barrage thrust of pure animal lust to life, He let out a loud grunt in reply to her aching moans.


He looks down and unable to restrain himself any longer he now penetrates her skin with his lusting fangs viciously deep inside her neck. His deep penetrating manhood grinds deep inside her, hitting her each time like strikes of lightening, she can barley moans for more because he has bitten into the airways of her neck.

She murmurs softly a pleasing surrender to her life. Finally as he drives deeply inside her imprisoned body one last time she releases all that she has to offer. Her body trembles with pleasure as he bites her. She overwhelmed with bliss only grinds on his body again giving her fluids to his pleasure.


He bites even deeper his teeth like sharp daggers being driven through her neck, his bite is so passionate and so deep you can hear the tiny bones crush in his powerful jaws. The room still spinning as she loosens her grip and lays back satisfied. The life in her body slips away still offering fluids of pleasure, one last quiver, and one last breath is all that is left for her lover.


He leans up and looks at her face licking the blood from his lips feeling the pain of what he is. He gazes upon her face, so peaceful, so loving. How could he? The thought of what he has done now enters his mind.


A horror overcomes him as he begins to think that she may not wake up. Caressing her auburn hair he thinks to himself how could I loose control? How could I take the life of one so innocent?

Her face lightens as the last drop of blood rolls clumpy down her neck. Never finishing its path, it dries and stops before it could roll out of sight. Her body cools and he can only wait and see. He brushes his lips next to hers, not knowing this feeling that has taken siege of his mind. He fondly looks upon her face still lit in the now sinking moon light with hope.

He thinks of man’s faith, Man’s love. He thinks if he were completely human he would only have that, so why not now? He feels a joy as her chest moves slightly taking in her first breath. Her eyes slowly open to reveal the gold color. Her voice weak, her body starts to regain a shade of warmth. Her nails grow, and fangs now show beyond her lips. She has become what he is.