Taming the Vampire (Rosario + Vampire)

A/N: Taming the Vampire was originally written as a commissioned one-shot back in July of 2018. Posting it here now for people to enjoy.

Themes: NTR, Dom/Sub, Mind Break, Breeding

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It started with Tsukune getting hurt. A serious injury saw him missing classes and shacking up in the infirmary for the next two to three months… and while Gin might not have known the specifics, all he truly needed to know was that Moka had been forbidden from even seeing the other male, solely out of concern that she would not be able to control her desire to feed on Tsukune, setting back his recovery even further.

Knowing that the two of them would be apart for the next three months, Gin couldn't simply not act. It might have been a less than honorable path to take, but in all fairness, had there ever been any honor in having Tsukune as a romantic rival for the cute, pink-haired vampire's affections? No, upon reflection, there had not been. Tsukune was a weakling, and while he had bouts of courageous valor, it didn't change the fact that he wasn't worthy of Moka to begin with.

Gin on the other hand… Gin was a werewolf. He was strong, powerful, and altogether manly. There was no reason that he and Moka shouldn't be together, save for the fact that the pink-haired vampire was addicted to Tsukune's blood. But now, a week into her forced separation from the other male, Gin was beginning to notice Moka facing withdrawals, weakening slowly but surely from the lack of that particular blood.

He didn't know what made Tsukune so special. In the end, he didn't need to know. All he needed to do was take advantage of the opportunity presented to him.

"G-Gin… what is this about?"

Which was why he'd cornered Moka while she was alone after class one day, ultimately getting her into this abandoned classroom. The door was locked, not that that would stop her from leaving if she wanted to… no, what was stopping her from leaving was HIM, towering over her, crowding her back against an empty desk as he grinned wickedly.

"Moka. Thought we should have a talk. A little chat, about how things are gonna go from now on. Tsukune's not here anymore. That means you need a real man protecting you."

Moka immediately blushes at that. But then of course she does, even as she ducks her head and squirms before him. He's dealing with the usual Moka. The kind, loving, soft-spoken girl that he really finds just too adorable to resist. She's delicious, this friendly, polite young vampire. Not at all like her inner self, but then her inner self doesn't come out to play unless that rosary around her neck is pulled away. And Gin has done his homework. He's watched from afar, and he's well aware that the only one who's ever managed to unleash 'Inner Moka' is Tsukune himself. Not even the pink-haired vampire can unleash her true power alone.

And she is alone now. Without Tsukune, the only 'friend' Moka really has is Yukari, and that little witch is too needy and too annoying for Moka to truly consider her a friend. Luckily for Gin, the vampire avoids Yukari at times all on her own, allowing him to easily slip in and corner her all alone like he's doing now. As for the others… well, they're more like Moka's rivals for Tsukune then actual companions.

And that's just fine with Gin. They can have Tsukune, once he convinces Moka that she belongs with him.

"I don't… I don't understand. Um, Gin, please mo-mmph!"

Growing tired of talking, the werewolf does what he does best. He takes action. Leaning in, Gin closes the distance between the two of them and mashes his lips against Moka's. His tongue slips into her mouth as she offers no resistance, too shocked to fight back. Aware of her fangs, he's careful not to get pierced by either of them, instead moving his flexible mouth muscle around them carefully as he explores past the vampire's soft, full lips.

When Moka begins to squirm and struggle more insistently, her hands coming up to no doubt push him back, Gin's own hands lash out and wrap around her wrists. As expected, Moka is weakened by the lack of blood from Tsukune, and more than that, the pink-haired version of the vampire isn't much of a fighter anyways. Gin has no issues subduing her, pushing her back into the desk further as he completely invades her personal space, closing the remaining gap between them.

The vampire squeals into his mouth as she ends up with her ass on the desk and her legs spread. His crotch, tenting from his raging hard-on, ends up rubbing against the front of her panties directly as her cute schoolgirl skirt rides up and reveals her undergarments. Moka's struggles grow in intensity, but Gin locks down every attempt to escape him, and eventually the vampire simply begins to give up, whining and mewling into his lips as he continues to make out with her, but no longer actively fighting his attempts to enjoy her body.

Gin lets out a pleased growl at that, rumbling in the back of his throat as he releases Moka's hands and instead slides his grip down off of her wrists and onto her sides. Using his grasp, he drags the vampire even closer to him, growing ever more insistent as he plays with Moka's body as if she already is. Always best to be confident about this kind of thing. Females loved confidence, even if they weren't willing to admit it outright sometimes.

Eventually though, Gin does pull back. Neither of them needs much in the way of air, given their respective constitutions, but the werewolf has a plan, and even if he wants to tear it to pieces and throw it to the wind right now, he's going to continue to follow it… at least for the time being. Moka, meanwhile, doesn't look like she even knows what's happening as he leans back a bit, while still holding onto her waist.

Her chest heaves beneath the school uniform, and she's panting breathlessly as she stares at him with slightly glazed over eyes. His tongue technique has often been praised by some of the girls he's been with, so Gin isn't surprised at the effect it's had on the female vampire. Her hands are palm down on the desk she's sat upon by this point, and her legs hang limply over the sides, spread wide to accommodate his presence between them.

Speaking of which, his cock is positively throbbing right now, pulsating with need at this point. And its doing so right up against Moka's crotch, though there are a few layers of clothing between the heat of his erection and her moistening slit. Still, as she slowly recovers, she looks down between them, at where their bodies are still touching. Her blush intensifies, and she instinctively tries to pull away again… but there's nowhere to go, and he's still holding her in place, his fingers digging a bit more harshly into her sides to remind her of her current circumstances.

"G-Gin… please…"

Her tone is plaintive, whiny… and just a hint needy. But it's obvious she's not asking him to fuck her. No, Gin knows that the vampire isn't there yet. She wants to leave, she wants to run away from her feelings, from the magnetic, animalistic attraction that so obviously exists between the two of them. But Gin isn't about to let her do that. Grinning wickedly, he too looks down at where their bodies are touching, and then back up at Moka's wide, trepidatious eyes.

"Look what you've done to me, Moka. Look what your sexy, lewd body has done to my cock."

His words have quite the effect on the kind-hearted, pink-haired vampire. Moka gasps at his use of the word 'cock', blushing even more and ducking her head to hide her eyes behind her bangs.

"N-No. I… I didn't mean t-to."

All too easy to make her blame herself. He'd known from the beginning that Moka was a little naïve, but it seemed that when it came to matters such as this, that went from 'a little' to 'a lot'. Chuckling darkly, Gin reaches up and gently takes hold of Moka's cute little chin, forcing the vampire girl to look him in the eye once more. She's practically begging him with her gaze, but Gin just smiles.

"But you still did it. We all have to take responsibility for our actions, Moka. Don't you think? Now, I need you to help me with this. There's a lot of ways that you can, you know. You could use your hands. You could use your mouth. Or… we could skip right to the fun part…"

To emphasize that last bit, Gin humps forward a single time, grinding his bulge into the front of Moka's panties, provoking a gasp from the reluctantly aroused vampire as she stares down at his crotch, wide-eyed. He falls silent for a moment, giving her time to respond. Eventually, she averts her gaze, both from his face and his crotch as she gives him her answer.

"I-I'll use my hands…"

Gin just grins wickedly at that. Exactly as planned. It was her choice now, her decision. Pulling his crotch back, Gin grabs one of Moka's wrists again and places her hand right atop his bulge.

"Alright then, Moka. Go ahead and take it out."

A whimper escapes the pink-haired female's throat, but she does as he says. Her slender, soft fingers unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, and then she reaches into his boxers and takes hold of his member. It seems to startle her, but whether it's his size or the heat radiating from his cock, Gin couldn't say. Regardless, she pulls his hard member free of it's confines, causing him to let out a sigh of relief right then and there, even as she tries to look anywhere BUT at it as she strokes it up and down with both hands rather inexpertly.

But then, the werewolf doesn't need an expert. If he wanted one, he'd be going after some slut, instead of this hot, sexy, innocent vampire. And just having Moka willingly giving him a handy right then and there in an empty classroom is enough to make Gin nut. But he doesn't, at least not immediately. Instead, the werewolf holds himself back as Moka slowly gets used to jerking him off. He wants it to feel right to her, even if he knows that's probably going to take more than one 'session'.

"Very… ah, good, Moka. You're doing great. Keep it up…"

His encouragement causes her to pause, rather than speed up, but a low warning growl sees her continuing on again after a moment's hesitation. It's obvious she doesn't want to do this, but also equally obvious that he's convinced her it's her responsibility to take care of his erection. That's good… that's very good. It'll make all of this so much easier in the long run, if he can slowly condition Moka to believe that she owes him something, even though it was he who cornered her in this classroom and forced her into an extended makeout session.

At this point, Moka is actively staring down at his cock, no longer looking away as if she's trying to will him to cum with her eyes alone. Not that she truly knows what she's working towards, probably. No, if she had any idea what was coming, she probably wouldn't be pointing his dick at an upwards angle, directly into her face. Feeling his control slowly slipping away as Moka works harder and harder at pleasing him with her creamy palms, Gin grins in anticipation and reaches up, lacing his fingers through the vampire's pink hair.

"Here it comes…"

His tone is distinctively deep and guttural, and belatedly, it seems like Moka realizes that she might have made a mistake. But it's too late, because now he's holding her in place, so she can't jerk back as his cum erupts from his cock, and splatters across her face. The female vampire points his length downward after a second, but that just means she ends up with his sticky, hot seed dripping down off of both her face and her blouse as he coats her front in his cum.

Gin lets out a satisfied groan as this happens, while also greatly enjoying the stupefied look on Moka's face as she stares down at the mess she's made of herself. It's enough to make his cock twitch back to life in her hands, causing her to immediately let go of his length as if he's scalded her. Ah, Gin could easily go again right then and right there, based solely off of Moka's adorable reaction alone… but no, he has time. He has all the time in the world, at this point.

Releasing Moka's hair, Gin steps back entirely and tucks his cock back into his boxers, zipping up his pants and buckling up his belt as he grins at the pink-haired girl.

"Thanks darling. That was very good. See you around, alright?"

And with that, he leaves her there, knowing that she's currently wet in more ways than one. The mess on her face is nothing compared to the mess he'd seen her making of her panties from their extended makeout session. Best to leave Moka alone… for now. Best to give her some time to assimilate what had just happened. A day or two should be fine, right? He needed to make this whole situation the new norm for the vampire eventually. And if he could get it to where she was his before the next full moon in three weeks…

Well, Gin always fucked best during a full moon. Moka wouldn't know what hit her, that was for sure.

-x-X-x-

The next few weeks past quickly. Too quickly. Gin doesn't want to rush things, so in the end he doesn't have Moka prepped before the upcoming full moon. But that's okay, because it just means he's got four more weeks to break her in for the NEXT full moon. Still, not wanting to give away the surprise, the werewolf leaves Moka alone on the day of the celestial event, as well as the day before and the day after.

Those are the days where he's at his strongest and also at his most virile… best to leave that for later though. Still, the second day after the full moon, he's left feeling more pent up than usual. As he crowds Moka into what has become their classroom, the vampire girl whimpering but not even bothering to resist at this point, Gin grins wickedly and doesn't even wait for her to pull his cock out. Releasing his thick, sizable erection from his pants with one hand, Gin stalks towards the innocent, pink-haired vampire with ill-intent written all across his face as he strokes himself the rest of the way to full hardness.

"Moka… I don't think your hands are going to be good enough. Not this time. You should really get on your knees."

Blinking dumbly, the pink-haired vampire stares at him in confusion.

"M-My knees?"

Gin's grin widens across his face as he nods casually.

"Of course. How else are you supposed to put that pretty little mouth of yours to use?"

Moka's eyes widen in understanding, and she stills as she looks between his face and his twitching, throbbing cock, realizing just how serious he is.

"B-But what if I bite you?"

Gin almost laughs out loud at how concerned she is. It's not a threat, he's honestly not sure that the pink-haired vampire is capable of making them. She's actually worried that she'll hurt him, even as he backs her into a corner and forces her to let him play with her body. Shaking his head, the werewolf quite literally backs Moka up against the nearest wall, eventually planting his hands on either side of her head as he leans in close and stares her right in the eye.

"Then there will be… consequences. And I don't think you want to find out what those are, my sweet. So you better keep your fangs to yourself. Understood."

Moka nods jerkily, a whimper rising in her throat but ultimately muffled by her thinned out lips. In the end though, she slowly descends down the wall and to the ground, until she's eye level with his member. Keeping one hand braced against the wall, Gin reaches down with the other and laces his fingers through Moka's pink locks, watching the vampire as she in turn stares at his cock.

"Go on then, Moka. Grab it by the base and give it a few licks. Once you're ready, open wide and get to work."

Well-used to obeying his commanding, domineering tone by this point, Moka does as she's told after only a moment more of hesitation. Her tongue darts out and she tastes his cock, before blinking in surprise, as if expecting it to be filthy. But no, Gin might have been a werewolf, but he wasn't a dog. He'd made sure to shower just this morning in fact; this idea of escalating things having been on his mind for the majority of the past three days.

What Moka tastes isn't sweat or anything even more disgusting. His cock is as clean as it's ever going to be. However, vampires have almost as good a sense of smell as werewolves, and this close to him, she's going to end up getting quite the whiff of his musk. Gin's smile stretches from ear to ear as he watches Moka's nostrils flare and her eyes widen from what she's breathing in. He might not be full moon virile, but he's still coming off of the last bits of the effects the full moon has on him.

As such, Gin isn't very surprised when Moka begins to lick his cock a bit more enthusiastically. She's well-conditioned to his scent by this point, but his musk is another thing entirely, and it's clearly overwhelming the vampire girl just a bit. All according to plan. Gripping her pink locks firmly but not painfully, Gin groans as Moka finally opens wide and takes him past her lips.

As she sucks on his cock to the best of her inexperienced ability, there's barely a trace of teeth to be found along his length. It's absolutely impossible for a vampire to avoid touching something that stretches their jaw like his girth with their fangs, but Moka is always mindful of their presence at least, and the most Gin gets is grazed by the sharp blood-sucking instruments as Moka bobs up and down on his member, sliding back and forth, stuck between him and the wall right behind her.

"Fuck yeah… that's it, Moka. Just like that. Such a good girl."

He practically coos the last sentence down to her, and he's not particularly surprised when she reacts favorably to it. He's been calling her 'a good girl' for weeks now, whenever she obeys him, whenever she does something he likes. To say she's already half-conditioned wouldn't be a stretch… she's certainly well on the way to being his mate. Even if Tsukune were to come back right now… well, actually, that might be the one thing that ruined it all. Moka's draw to that boy's damnable blood was absurdly strong. Gin needed every ounce of time that the vampire and her favorite blood-bag were forced to be apart… and he needed the next full moon as well.

Only then was he confident that he could steal Moka away from Tsukune permanently. Shit, he was probably doing the other guy a favor. A weakling like him would be better off as a Succubus' love slave, rather than a vampire's thrall. Gin on the other hand… Gin was just the right guy to make Moka his, to teach the pink-haired vampire her place… which was obviously beneath him.

These thoughts, combined with Moka's unskilled blowjob, slowly drive Gin to the edge as he groans happily. Still, by this point Moka knows what's happening, and she knows what's coming. Aware of this, Gin grips a bit more tightly on her hair, drawing her gorgeous green eyes up to him as his cock remains lodged in her mouth.

"Gonna cum soon, Moka. You've got a choice… face, or mouth. But if it goes in the mouth, you're swallowing it. Understood?"

Moka blinks twice, but ultimately, she nods as best she's able. And then she goes back to sucking, signaling her choice as her hands fall to her lap and remain there. Hissing with pleasure and enjoying the choice that his darling, delicious vampire mate has made, Gin thrusts forward a few more times into Moka's mouth, and then pulls back enough that just his cockhead is still past her lips.

Only then does he cum, his seed landing on Moka's tongue. She immediately begins to swallow his load down as spurt after spurt of his sticky, white cum explodes into her mouth, and the sight is enough to make Gin shudder in pleasure. The only thing that would make it better is if Moka continued to look up at him the entire time he was drinking his cum but having her staring cross-eyed at his cock in such adorable concentration was its own kind of wonderful.

Once he's done, Gin pulls back and grins as he rubs his slightly messy cock across Moka's cheek. She flinches but doesn't try to stop him as he slips his length back and forth across her face, in the end still leaving his mark on her via her own saliva and the remnants of his seed. Only then does Gin step away from the girl completely, leaving Moka sitting against the wall, her legs sprawled out under her as she slowly catches her breath.

"Thanks Moka. That was amazing. I knew I could count on my girl to help me out."

"I… y-yeah…"

Her defeated tone leaves Gin growing hard all over again, and he's of half a mind to bend her over a desk and take her right then and there, the plan be damned. But no… no, good things come to those who wait. And he's just managed to get Moka to tacitly accept the title of 'his girl'. That alone is a massive victory. Grinning, Gin reaches down and helps Moka to her feet, brushing some of her hair back behind one of her ears so he can really look at her. She stares down at her feet, blushing deeply and flustered beyond belief as she squirms under his gaze.

"… That's a good girl, Moka. Go on then. I'll see you tomorrow.

"O-Okay, Gin."

He's wearing her down, bit by bit. It's obvious that without Tsukune around to unleash Inner Moka so that the white-haired vampire can fight her battles for her, the pink-haired Moka is all but defenseless, both physically and mentally. Slowly but surely, completely without allies, Moka is becoming his. Now all that's left is to spend the next four weeks making sure she IS his… and then, the full moon will arrive, and the fun can really begin.

Gin can scarcely wait. He's close now, and he can practically taste victory. But until the fear and trepidation in Moka's eyes is replaced by adoration and devotion, he knows he's not yet won. Soon though. Soon, she'll be all his.

-x-X-x-

By the time the next full moon does arrive, Gin has definitely wound Moka up into a ball of reluctant desire and confused feelings. The pink-haired vampire has dropped all attempts at resistance by this point… but more than that, she's beginning to enjoy their time together, to the point that when he commands her to just wait for him in their classroom for free period, she shows up all on her own without him having to drag her there.

He rewards her with his tongue in her cunt at that point, and Moka finds out that it's not all about his pleasure on that day, as he brings the cute, adorable vampire to climax after climax. From that moment on, there's a definitive change in their relationship as Moka simply allows it to happen. She's gone weeks now without Tsukune's blood, and while she's no longer suffering from withdrawals, her strength clearly back, she doesn't try to fight Gin on anything, just allowing it to happen, going with the flow so to speak.

In the end, when Gin finally gave the ultimate command… Moka obeyed. And that was how he found himself waiting in his dorm room, the night of the full moon, as a knock on the door signaled his darling vampire's arrival. With his window open and the moonlight shining into his room, Gin felt on top of the world, even as he moved over and opened the door to let Moka in.

Even still, he wasn't expecting how she was dressed. Foregoing the usual school uniform, Moka was actually wearing a literal dress, a cute number that went down to her knees. The straps were thin, barely covering her shoulders, and her cleavage was even on display, giving hints of a lack of a bra beneath the silky thing. She looked like she was ready for a date on the town… rather than what Gin actually had planned.

One look at her blushing face as she stepped inside his room told Gin that she didn't actually expect a date before whatever he was going to do to her tonight. The way her eyes darted towards the bed, before ultimately, she moved to sit down there, told him she was ready for this… or at least, she thought she was ready. Even now, he'd not yet fucked the pink-haired vampire.

While she probably knew he was going to do so tonight, she truly had no idea how it was going to go, because tonight… tonight he was at his peak. Tonight, he was at full strength. Following after her once he's shut and locked his door, Gin watches Moka for a moment, even as she looks back at him with those gorgeous green eyes of hers. There's a million things he could say, but he's not one for words at a time like this. He wants to get straight to the action… but he'd feel bad just tearing her dress off.

"Undress me."

That's the command he eventually gives. Moka stiffens a bit as his unexpectedly deep voice reverberates through her body, hell, through her soul. Gin just grins as the vampire slowly rises from the bed and walks over to him. Her fingers move carefully, but swiftly in unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off of his shoulders and arms. Then, she moves onto his pants and following that, his boxers.

He's already bare foot, so once she's crouched down and dragged his boxers off of his feet, there's nothing left for Moka to do but stare at his cock in shock and wonder. One might think it's nothing she hasn't seen before… but they'd be wrong. They'd be very wrong.

"I-It's bigger…"

Moka's astonished whisper hits the nail right on the head as she remains where she is, crouched down, eye-level with his massive member. It was bigger, thicker, and all around larger than usual. That was the full moon at play, of course. Just like it was the full moon that had him reaching out and grabbing hold of Moka by her hair quite aggressively, even as his tone took on a distinctively feral edge to it.

"Go on. Give it a few licks. Lube it up with your tongue, slut."

He'd always been careful not to call her any truly demeaning names while they were together. Sticking to 'my girl' or 'Moka' or 'good girl' when addressing her. As such, Moka stiffens a bit at the sudden derogatory epithet, but she's far too conditioned to follow his orders to do anything but obey at this point. Her tongue slides along his shaft, back and forth slowly but surely, and Gin enjoys the way Moka goes at 'lubing' his cock up.

She's come a long way since that first blowjob back in the classroom. These last few weeks have given her plenty of time to practice her technique. The cute, innocent vampire isn't so innocent anymore, though she's undeniably cute still. Also sexy, and delicious in that dress she's wearing as she crouches down before her. Honestly, he just wants to ravage her already… and he sees no reason not to, now that the full moon is finally here.

"That's enough. Get up, Moka."

Leaving his hard, saliva-coated cock behind, the pink-haired vampire rises, staring up at him with those gorgeous green eyes of hers, biting at her lower lip in trepidation. She wants this, he knows she does… but it's obvious that his size is putting her off a bit. Frightening her, even. But that's not going to stop Gin. He's going to have his prize this night… and every night after for the rest of their lives. Moka is his, and tonight will seal that for all eternity, so long as he gets his way.

"We both know why you're here, Moka. We both know what you're giving me tonight."

A full body shudder runs through Moka's form, but she doesn't try to refute his words, nor does she protest. She just blushes a little deeper, while also glancing to the side, clearly embarrassed by his bluntness. But Gin isn't done being blunt, not by a long shot.

"Go ahead and get on the bed. I want you to spread those beautiful, pale legs of yours, hike up your dress… and beg me for it."

She startles at that, staring at him with wide eyes. But they both know he's absolutely serious. In the end, Moka does as she's told. She moves to the bed and she lays down on her back, resting her head on his pillow. She spreads her legs wide and hikes up her dress… revealing what Gin already suspected. She came without panties on, the little slut. He'd wondered, ever since realizing she wasn't wearing a bra.

Now though, now he knows. It causes a wide grin to spread across his face as he slowly stalks forward, his massive member swaying back and forth in the open air. Like a beast prowling towards his prey, Gin climbs onto the bed and crawls over Moka. He likes the dress, so he's going to let her leave it on. Moka isn't looking at him as he hovers over her though, instead she's looking down the length of her beautiful, supple form at where his cock is just inches from her exposed, wet slit.

She's still afraid. Gin chuckles, even as he dips his member down and slides it along Moka's mound. Her breath hitches in anticipation, but a moan leaves her lips when he doesn't immediately penetrate her.

"You haven't begged yet, Moka. We both know how much you want this… so be a good girl for me, and just say it."

A whimper leaves her throat as she shivers and trembles beneath him. But in the end, she looks up into his eyes and speaks, just as he wants her to do.

"I… please, G-Gin. I want it. I want your… your thing, inside of me. I want you to… I want you to f-fuck me."

Gin lets out a slightly surprised noise at that, impressed that she even knew such language. In the end, he's more pleased than anything else, even as he guides his cock down once more, this time slipping against her wet pussy lips until the tip of his member is lodged inside of her virgin cunt. And she most definitely is virgin. He's fingered her enough times back in that classroom to know her hymen remains intact. The vampire before him is so pure that it almost hurts to defile her… at the same time, Gin can scarcely wait.

Moka's lips are parted, but not a single breath comes out as she holds it in anticipation of what's finally about to happen. She's wet, deliciously so, and it's clear that all of his work has led to this moment, where she wants him inside of her just as much as he wants to be inside of her. In the end, they both pause for a brief second… and then Gin thrusts forward, penetrating Moka in one smooth motion as he fills her with inch after inch of his thick, girthy prick, burying himself in her virgin cunt. Her purity tears as he barrels right through it, causing the vampire girl to cry out, even as she wraps her deceptively strong arms around his neck almost instinctively.

She's not strong enough to actually do anything to him though, not on this night of all nights. Still, Gin allows the pink-haired vampire to drag his head down, allows her to kiss him of her own volition, basking in the pleasure of knowing she's making the choice to makeout with him as he begins to move in and out of her, starting slowly but quickly picking up speed. He can't really DO slow for much longer, not on the full moon, not with a willing, beautiful female beneath him.

Moka has all but told him to mate with her. He's going to do exactly that. This right here, this is where he makes her his forever more. This is where he tames a vampire and bags one of the most prestigious monsters in the entire world for his lover. Moka WILL be his. It doesn't matter how they got here, all that matters is this moment where Gin claims the pink-haired vampire as his own.

His cock thrusts in and out of Moka's clinging cunt with greater and greater intensity. It's much bigger and much thicker than his tongue, and Gin isn't surprised when Moka soon cries out against his lips from her first orgasm. Her pussy juices slicken the passage, making it easier, while her insides clench down around his shaft all the harder, massaging his member as if to milk him dry. But Gin is not one to cum early, even if he knows he can probably spill load after load tonight without tiring.

Rather than do so, he holds back and fucks Moka through orgasm after orgasm. He wants to exhaust the pink-haired vampire… but he also wants something else. He wants to make her desperate. And slowly but surely, as he pounds her into climax again and again, he can tell from the look in her eyes that she's getting there. He can even tell when she tries to work her own vaginal muscles around his cock, as well as wrap her legs around his waist to force him to drive into her with greater and greater strength.

In the end, her grip on his neck loosens and Gin grins wickedly as he pulls back, looking down at Moka's panting, blushing face.

"Something you wanted, darling?"

Whimpering needily, Moka squeezes her legs around his waist a bit harsher.

"P-Please… please, why won't you cum? A-Am I not good enough?"

Gin just chuckles at that, leaning in and looking Moka directly in the eye.

"I could never seed a female that's not mine, Moka. Especially not on the night of the full moon when I'm most virile. I could get you pregnant."

Moka's panting doesn't abate, even as she furrows her brow in confusion.

"A-Am I not already y-yours?"

No reaction to the pregnant comment, amusingly enough. Gin shrugs his shoulders, grinning wickedly.

"Are you? Have you proclaimed it yet, little vampire? Have you declared your loyalty to me before all?"

Moka blushes, finally realizing what he's asking her to do. And he is asking, not demanding this. Despite the fact that he's weighted things absurdly heavily in his favor, this final choice has to be exactly that. A choice. And it has to be Moka's to make, or all of this is simply… pointless, something that can easily be undone, with him labeled as the villain and cast out by those who would seek to tear him down.

No, if he wants to make this permanent, all of his work has to lead to this one moment… where Moka makes the choice to beg him for this of her own volition.

"I… I-I am…"

Gin cocks his head to the side, even as he gives a little thrust with his member, still buried deep into Moka, drawing a moan from the slightly overwrought vampire.

"You are, what?"

"I'm… y-yours, Gin. I'm yours! I want to be your female, Gin! I want t-to be your mate… I want you to breed me. Please, just… j-just cum inside! I need it!"

Her words are heart-felt. There's no deceit here, no deception. Gin's grin takes on another note of ferocity as he finally hears what he wants. And then, he really starts to fuck Moka. Her mouth forms into an O as he rams into her, and Gin can't help but cover it with his own once more. Eventually though, he trails his tongue down her chin and onto her neck, his teeth nibbling at her soft flesh as he rails into her harder and harder.

Gin stops holding back then, and in the midst of his ferocity, the werewolf doesn't notice Moka's rosary glowing brightly, or the chain links between it and her collar beginning to strain. Eventually, he pulls back from the pink-haired vampire and throws his head back, howling his victory towards the ceiling of the room as he thrusts in one final time and then fills Moka's womb with his cum. His seed explodes out of him, painting her insides white and then some, even as the rosary around her neck glows brightly, and then detaches quite suddenly from its chain.

Tsukune is nowhere to be found… but when Gin comes back down from his pleasure high, he finds Inner Moka looking up at him with a sneer, the white-haired vampire snarling angrily as she lifts her claws up to rake at him. Except… while Gin might not be ready for it, he's still a werewolf on the night of the full moon. And said full moon is situated just perfectly to be shining right across his bed, and his muscular, panting form.

The transformation takes place even as Inner Moka's nails rake ineffectually across Gin's very broad chest. The werewolf comes out to play fully, even as the white-haired vampire woman shrieks and struggles beneath him. But even with her power unleashed, she's no match for him. And her body is still weakened from the sex her other self has just engaged in.

It takes a bit of wrestling, and half of the bed gets torn up in the process, but eventually Gin pins the white-haired Moka face down onto the floor of his dorm room, and then thrusts into her already cream-filled cunt from behind. A yowl leaves the vampire's throat like that of a particularly pissed off cat, but that doesn't stop Gin from fucking her with even greater strength then he fucked her more docile counterpart.

He's full-on werewolf now, with all the might and power that comes with such a transformation. His cock is even larger as well, forging new paths through her already explored cunt as he stretches the struggling, hissing vampire out even further around his girth. Because in the end, Gin knows that Inner Moka is putting on a front. He's conscious of the fact that the two sides of Moka aren't as at odds with one another as they might seem.

The pink-haired Moka had been conditioned to love him, to accept him, to beg him to breed her. And in the end, she'd done just that. Meanwhile, Inner Moka had been forced to feel, to experience everything that he'd done to her other half while she was trapped these past several weeks. It might have led to her breaking out… or perhaps Moka's heart-felt words had somehow weakened the rosary.

Gin didn't know for sure one way or another. Nor did he care. All that mattered was showing this half of Moka her place as well, and that was exactly what he was doing now. As he fucks white-haired Moka into the ground, the vampire fights and tries to get away… but all she ultimately ends up doing is pushing back against his rapid-fire thrusts while he plows her into oblivion.

And in the end, it's too much, even for her. The pleasure already suffuses her body, no matter how much she fights against it. He's got her dead to rights, and slowly but surely, Inner Moka learns her place as her screeching and yowling quiets and she begins to actively push her hips back against her thrusting cock. She stifles her whimpers and her mewls, but she can't do the same with her moans and the cries of pleasure that inevitably erupt from her throat.

The white-haired Moka gets the full damn experience as Gin uses his massive, bitch-breaker of a cock to do exactly that… break a bitch. While the pink-haired Moka could never in a million years be considered a 'bitch' by any definition of the word, Inner Moka was not in the same boat. The ornery, domineering vampire woman was one hundred percent a bitch from the few times Gin had seen her… but he was happy to do a little personality adjustment with his big fat cock as he used it to slowly but surely pound her through orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.

In the end, he exhausts this Moka just like he exhausted the first. In the end, she can't even hold back the whines as she tries to squeeze his release out of him, tries to milk him dry, desperate for his cum. But unlike with the other Moka, Gin doesn't force this one to beg. No, he can already tell when she's broken down. There's no words needed, and the incoherent scream that leaves her throat when he finally cums inside of her is music to Gin's ears, even as he completely pins her to the floor with his much heavier body, holding her down and filling her womb with a second load of cum for the day.

For a moment, the two of them do nothing but slowly recover from the experience. For a moment, Gin simply luxuriates in the sense of total and utter triumph washing over him. This… this is victory. It's over now, and he knows it. What clinches it is when he pulls out of the white-haired Moka, slumping back on his ass as he stares at her gorgeous, fucked senseless body. He's ready for her to try and fight back once she recovers… but the female vampire doesn't do that.

Instead, slowly lifting herself to her knees, Inner Moka pauses as the dress that she'd been wearing slips off of her body, falling to tatters around her. His claws had undoubtedly done that, or something else had. Regardless, the dress hadn't survived the transition from bed to the ground unscathed. Slowly, Inner Moka turns around and looks to Gin, completely and utterly naked.

She looks gorgeous, and he's ready to take her then and there if she needs another lesson on who's in charge. But no, she doesn't try to attack him again. Instead, moving slowly as if she's afraid of what will happen if she angers him, the white-haired vampire slinks over on her hands and knees, crawling over to the space between his legs. There, she leans down and begins to worship his member with her tongue, all while keeping her red eyes focused solely on his face.

That's the moment when Gin knows for sure that he's won. As Moka slides her tongue down his messy cock, all the way to his balls where she begins to lick his nut sack clean, the werewolf just smiles and slips a clawed hand through her white locks, a deep rumble in his throat, before he speaks in a guttural tone.

"That's a good girl. That's a very good girl."

From the way she shudders at the words, Gin knows they effect this Moka as much as they do the other. He just grins, even as her efforts at licking his genital cleans redouble on the spot.

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