[ Caelus pulls his fangs loose; blood stains the corner of his lips, making him look like a beast with prey in its mouth. He liked that reaction, the sweet whine, the more earnest shift of Luocha's hips, the way the merchant's mask is finally dropping, revealing the monster beneath. Yes, this is all so, so much better, for a simple boy like Caelus. No more lies, no more games. Just raw carnality, and the sweet indignity of succumbing to lust. ]
You're the greedy one here. You like that?
[ It's not a question that he needs an answer to. The shiver that went through Luocha's spine was potent enough that Caelus could feel it too, and the way he's grinding now, greedy and eager, answers more honestly than his pretty mouth probably ever could.
Impatient, and now feeling, irrationally, like he's winning, Caelus suckles hard against Luocha's skin, hard enough to leave a bruise over that neat bite-mark he just left — indulging himself in the thrill of having discovered Luocha's more masochistic tendencies, he repeats the gesture over one of Luocha's peaked nipples, the Trailblazer's hot tongue flicking over one of those sweet rosebuds before his lips come down hard on it with bruising brutality. ]
I'll give you more. [ And another nip, another bite — ] As much as you want...
[ The hand that's not in Luocha's hair dives down between their legs, fumbling with buttons and zippers. Clumsily, Caelus gets his own cock out first, and then the merchant's. The friction between them — it's so much more potent and mind-numbing without clothes in the way. He groans in utmost gratitude as he sinks into the rhythm of stroking their cocks together, haphazard and graceless in his movements. ]
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You're the greedy one here. You like that?
[ It's not a question that he needs an answer to. The shiver that went through Luocha's spine was potent enough that Caelus could feel it too, and the way he's grinding now, greedy and eager, answers more honestly than his pretty mouth probably ever could.
Impatient, and now feeling, irrationally, like he's winning, Caelus suckles hard against Luocha's skin, hard enough to leave a bruise over that neat bite-mark he just left — indulging himself in the thrill of having discovered Luocha's more masochistic tendencies, he repeats the gesture over one of Luocha's peaked nipples, the Trailblazer's hot tongue flicking over one of those sweet rosebuds before his lips come down hard on it with bruising brutality. ]
I'll give you more. [ And another nip, another bite — ] As much as you want...
[ The hand that's not in Luocha's hair dives down between their legs, fumbling with buttons and zippers. Clumsily, Caelus gets his own cock out first, and then the merchant's. The friction between them — it's so much more potent and mind-numbing without clothes in the way. He groans in utmost gratitude as he sinks into the rhythm of stroking their cocks together, haphazard and graceless in his movements. ]