I’ve never thought of Crawford in that way but after reading “Witcher” books I’m dying to see him as a vampire, pressing me against the wall of some crypt at the graveyard along with Regis whose voice is so soothing that my legs are shaking like crazy. Starrick bites me first almost ravishing my neck with his sharp teeth but I don’t feel pain, distracted by Regis’ seductive kisses as he captures my open lips. His tongue travels down my soft neck and my fingers are lost in Starrick’s hair while Regis’ kisses become more predatory and before I can say something he sinks his teeth into my flesh. And now I have both vampires drinking my blood slowly, savoring the taste, enjoying it to the fullest, as I feel myself getting hornier with each gulp. I always had this kink about scents and I know they can clearly smell my arousal down there. Men exchange wicked smile when their fingers find my clit at the same time and I‘m perfectly aware of what those smiles mean – I’m going to be double-fucked by them right in this grass. And you know what? I fucking want it! 😈

Confession [@madamretto]