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Summary: He who holds the key, holds the power and the keyholder would definitely be Dorian. PWP (Dorian/Mina)

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Comics > League of Extraordinary Gentlemen(Past Donor)VesicaFR2113490143016 Jan 0716 Jan 07Yes

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Author’s Notes: Written for The Porn Battle (Best of Three). Set during the film - you know the scene.
Fandom, Pairing & Prompt: LXG, Mina/Dorian, power
Word Count: 339
Disclaimer: Just a bit of mucking about in other people’s sandboxes.

The glass breaks and that red mist rises over her eyes at the taste of her own blood, the droplets like rubies against her pale flesh.

She’s wild – hands pulling at his suit, lips crushed against his.

He can feel the prick of her fangs against his tongue – a new but not entirely unpleasant sensation.

She shoves him onto her bed, crawling atop him and rubbing against his leg like a cat in heat.

Her fingers fumble in her desperation and he helps her undo his trousers, laughing at her clumsiness.

She doesn’t bother with undressing, just bunches her skirts around her waist and yanks off her bloomers.

She’s stronger like this – under the thrall of the bloodlust – holding him down, one cool hand encircling his length, holding him steady so she impale herself on his cock.

Her head’s thrown back, hair tumbling out of the pins, teeth clenched and her breath hissing through them as she presses down, taking him in inch by inch.

She’s blind to him – he’s a means to an end and her eyes flutter closed as she rides him, rising so he almost slips out of her, then pressing down with brutal force.

It’s incredible – this effect of blood and he almost regrets he didn’t find it sooner.

It’s not enough for her– the friction of his cock, the feel of it buried inside her, and she slips a hand between her legs, fingers working frantically against her clit as she gets closer and closer.

Her muscles clench around him and she’s almost keening as her orgasm takes her.

And then that wonderful creature is gone and she’s Mina again.

Her cheeks flush and she clambers off him, ashamed of what’s she done, of her own need.

The shame is almost more delicious than her lust had been and he savors this new knowledge, this power he now has over her, making notes for next time.

Because despite her embarrassment or protestations, now that he knows the key, there will be a next time.


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