"Mmmm..."
Irina's moans echo through the tent as she and Klaus share a passionate wet kiss.
Her delicate inexperienced tongue only reacts to Klaus' dominant tongue movements inside her little mouth.
Meanwhile, she touches and caresses every part of his chest, feeling the firmness of his muscles, the beats of his heart, and the heat of his body.
[This is so good!! DAMN, I can't stop moaning... I love this so much... I love you so much] Irina's mind is like a blank space where there's only Klaus, and he's everything she wants to think of now.
He's also enjoying that so much; her lips are so soft, and her saliva is sweet as honey; his body refuses anything except blood, but her saliva is just as good, though it doesn't empower him like blood.
While devouring her mouth, Klaus also slides his hands around Irina's waist under her clothes until he reaches the base of her wings, then caresses them.
"Nhah~~!!!"