((for mature audiences only ~.^)
Meanwhile....

From the view of a flickering black candle seated on top of a jewlery box... the scene now cross fades into Kizmat's bedroom where Kizmat and Seer were dancing erotically to the soft requiem of lust.

At each passing moment- as Kizmat whips Seer around his silky and firm body- their lips nearly touching- the overwhelming urge to taste each others body fluids made both of their blood boil. Then, before the embrace- Kizmat raised a finger between their lips and blowed softly into Seer's ear.

Its just a tease- Kizmat brings Seer over to his oval bed which was covered with red roses and perfume. As Seer stood watching- Kizmat dropped down slowly while locking his gaze into Seer's mesmerized eyes... the view now shifts to a view from Seer's perspective watching Kizmat slowly lower his head near his crotch but before things can get a wee bit naughty- Kizmat smoothly places his rock hard body on the bed and scoots to the headrest where he takes his left arm and places it behind his head while with his right hand he pats the top of the bed spread.... Seer's gray whiskers stood on ends while at the same time he could not escape the overwhelming erotic sensation to join the Lord of Blood in a night of intimacy and fantasy.



Seer: Oh my! My Lord!
















"Take my hand.....", openly and willingly to accept him. "Take it... I won't bite... hard."


After a tight shot of Kizmat's red lips- the view slowly revolves around the bed until it comes around to the other end- Seer then strips his tunic exposing his wrinkly and sagging old man breasts - covered with gray hairs, which haven't seen the light of day in his 800 years of life!

It was all good in play- Kizmat smiles warmly as Seer indeed took a hold of his Lord's hand and they scooted back on the bed where the scene fades to black.....