by KajiraGames.
Chapter 28: Nines Aces a Queen.
Nines Rodriguez holstered the gun he had just used to kill one of Roberta's Sabbat attackers, then returned to stroking and comforting her whipped thighs and bottom.
"You have a beautiful butt, but not beautiful enough to put a Brujah off his guard" he said. The Brujah were a clan of rebels, sometimes adopting a punk-rock subculture, though Nines was more reserved. Roberta already knew he was a leader of the Anarchs, who hated Lacroix and the Camarilla almost as much as the Sabbat. He had now saved her twice, and Roberta liked him - a lot.
Beckett, whom she had met at the old railway station, had also been comforting and affectionate to her, but in a more fatherly way. He had claimed to be a very ancient vampire who was looking out for her. Nines' attitude was more in keeping with his youthful appearance, and the way he was stroking her was more erotic.
Roberta quickly recovered from the strapping the Sabbat thugs had given her, but she didn't say so - she didn't want Nines to stop what he was doing. "Rodriguez' rubbing of Roberta's rear really restful" she said. "Continue comforting contours with caring caresses".
"Let's get out of the street, sweet Malkavian girl" suggested Nines. He lifted her up and, taking her hand, he led her to a nearby factory door. He picked the lock, and they found a comfortable office with a couch.
"Feeling better?" asked Nines. Roberta shook her head. "Sore skin still seeks stroking" she said, pouting. Nines grinned and pretended to believe her. He guided her over his lap and lifted her skirt as though he intended to give her more spanking.
"I've got a stong urge to tan your hide" he said, "But I reckon that's a power you have over everyone as a Malkavian. Am I right?"
Roberta nodded. "Please put aside power. Forego further flogging, favored friend." Nines reassured her: "It's okay, I can resist it. But if I'm going to stroke your sore butt properly, let's have these out of the way." He pulled her panties all the way down and took them off over her feet. Then, as promised, he resumed stroking gently all over her bottom and down the backs of her legs.
The vampiress sighed and moaned, then more intensely as Nines' fingertips touched her vulva. She parted her legs a little to make it easier for him to stroke her there. When she felt his erection underneath her, it was time to abandon the pretence of being comforted after a whipping, and admit what was really going on. She jumped up and removed her top and bra, while Nines took down her skirt.
Then he stood up and she helped him out of his clothes, baring his lower half while he took off his shirt. They went into a long searching naked kiss and began touching each other all over. He gently squeezed and nibbled her boobs, and she caressed his penis with the lightest possible touch.
"Some vampires exchange blood to make love" said Nines softly, "but I prefer the old-fashioned human way." He sat back down on the couch and Roberta straddled him, guiding him into her pussy. They remained motionless that way for a few seconds looking into each other's eyes. Then Roberta began moving up and down, twisting her body so that his tool gave her the maximum stimulation of her clit.
When they climaxed together, there was no ejaculation - vampires cannot create life. There was just a towering ecstasy, exhausted gasping, then a long time holding each other wordlessly.
There was a danger of being trapped in the factory or caught outside when the sun rose, so Nines asked Roberta to meet him at the Last Round bar. She promised she would, and at the factory door they parted with a last kiss and embrace. But then they thought they had better go back for their clothes.
Roberta decided that she too preferred old-fashioned sex over blood-based vampire variants. "Human humping hugely hot. Unique undead usages unnecessary!" she said to herself.
