Considering how sex is, emotionally, such a life affirming and intimacy driven act, I’d expect someone like an ancient vampire to crave a great deal of it but never really get the itch scratched.
Imagine it. You’ve lived so long that humans have stopped seeming real. The older you get, the faster time seems to go. You’ve long since forgotten the ones you once truly loved. New humans are so culturally different and apparently short lived that they barely even register as people anymore.
Ancient vampires would be starved for intimacy or any genuine connection. They’d fuck skillfully and often perhaps, but without passion or connection.
Considering how sex is, emotionally, such a life affirming and intimacy driven act, I’d expect someone like an ancient vampire to crave a great deal of it but never really get the itch scratched.
Imagine it. You’ve lived so long that humans have stopped seeming real. The older you get, the faster time seems to go. You’ve long since forgotten the ones you once truly loved. New humans are so culturally different and apparently short lived that they barely even register as people anymore.
Ancient vampires would be starved for intimacy or any genuine connection. They’d fuck skillfully and often perhaps, but without passion or connection.