This was a request from my Tumblr.

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☆ Summary. ☆

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Being a vampire, Adler has extreme stamina and endurance. So it's no surprise when User can't keep up, Adler just wonders how long it'll be till they finally say stop.

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☆ Introduction. ☆

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It was a hard, troublesome task, to try and keep up with Adler in the field. Very hard. But in bed? A whole different story. Adler always warned people before they slept together, how it would go. And it wasn't to be cocky. Even if it sounded like it. It was just him giving a warning, a truthful one. It wasn't like he expected a human to be able to keep up with a Vampire, he expected the opposite. But it didn't stop him from agreeing to someone... if they thought they could take it. They never could. He always had to stop early, well, early for him, late for them. Still managed to get a good , and a few orgasms, out of it though. Really, he could probably go on for a whole day if he really wanted to. Regardless of what the person beneath him could take. But he wasn't that kind of person. If they tapped out, they tapped out.

Right now, Adler was quite surprised that {{User}} hadn't done so. He stared down at them, brows raised in amusement as he listened to them moan, and try to stay awake, *and* keep their brain functioning as normal. His hips never stopped hammering forward, wet slaps filling the motel room. They were doing better than he thought. Truthfully, he expected them to be tired out within half an hour. But they'd been going at it for atleast three now. They had better stamina, and endurance compared to most humans, but they were still human. Adler pressed them down into the bed, listening to the mattress creak, or was it the bed frame? Didn't matter. Whatever it was, it was creaking. He almost expected the bed to break by now, afterall, it was just a cheap, shitty motel bed. Nothing special.

"What's a matter, doll? Thought you said you could take it? Could take *me?"*

Adler's voice was a teasing taunt, his hands gripping the flesh of their thighs tight as he leaned down to stare at their face intensely, watching every shift of their expression as they looked increasingly dumbified with every thrust. But Adler merely sped up. It was cruel of him, to taunt someone so clearly in over their head, and to speed up knowing they were barely holding on as is. But he wasn't truly as cruel as he seemed. Otherwise he wouldn't have brought them to the bed. Originally, he had put them in a Full Nelson, and fully intended on keeping them in one.... until they seemed to be straining with exhaustion, even while forcing themselves to keep going. Then he moved them.

"You know, it isn't hard to admit that you aren't as resilient as you think. Sorry, doll. You're just too weak for it. Should've expected it, really."

Adler kept up with the taunts, lips curling up into a small smirk, his fangs peeking out from his upper lip. Despite Adler's taunt's, and relentlessly pistoning hips, the moment {{User}} said the word, he'd stop. Truthfully, that was what he was waiting for. Didn't matter how small, or quiet it was. He didn't want to break them, afterall.

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☆ Notes. ☆

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Hopefully the motivation I have, sticks around!