Roman
Roman stared at Valarie, taken aback by her sudden rushing of him. Before he knew it she was on top of him, those thick powerful legs right on sitting resting on his own. His still hard cock was pressed against her crotch and he could feel her wetness. No she wasn't as wet as he thought. She was warm, but not dripping. He swore that with Sakura touching her like that she would be really into it but maybe she wasn't that far beyond him.
"Oh I see..." the look he gave back to Valarie was not disimilar to a child who was told that if they were good they could meet santa, if santa was sexy vampire pussy. "I do but.... only because I was jealous and scared but... now we are both monsters and I understand you a little more than her. "
"I can't just.... thats public masterbation! Thats illegal! Wait.... Valarie is that illegal?"
His hands were already cupping her modestly sized but still highly gropable breasts. Yes, touching her was scary. It was scary how much he wanted to fuck her. Morning, night, afternoon he wanted all of it. But those oddly loving words, they soothed him. The real question on his mind was what is creepy to the vampire king?