Let him come.

Normally, after doing what could be considered **** against some guy's girl, I'd have dove out a closed window to avoid getting caught. ...not that I've ever done that or ever would...though I guess I just did. The point is, I didn't. Instead, I hid myself in the dark corner of the room, not moving an inch. My eyes remained locked on the door as I waited to see what would happen.

Predictably, the door opened and in came the college boy. And lucky day, he wasn't wearing a stitch. Guess nobody else was home...or he was fucking wasted, that was possible. "Babe?" he whispered, moving closer to the bed. He must have been confused by the state she was in. "Babe, are you okay?" I heard the girl murmur, though it was probably nonsense.

Again, my body reacted on instinct and I pounced on the college guy, pinning him down with strength I was pretty damn sure I didn't have the day before. "What the...?!" he started to shout before I took a deep breath and exhaled more mist into his face. He coughed before a similar dreamy expression appeared on his face. My tail brushed against his stiffening member as it twitched in excitement. I kissed my prey ('cause I really didn't have any other word that made sense) roughly before getting to work. Before, when I made that girl cum, I felt...something. Like a sugar rush or something. I didn't know what it was, but I knew I craved it again.