[ His finger reached deeply, massaging patiently against slickened walls-- there was magic in his digits, as he reached and reached until he brushed against thst little nub of flesh that he knew would make Bren's toes curl deliciously and with such unlooked for overstimation.

He watched those lust hazed eyes and it simply made Essek feel worshipped like he was the only god in the world, the only star in the sky-- his breath knocked out of his lungs to stutter to a complete stop. However, Bren did not have to worry for Essek would be mindful of working him back up to a keen edge, but doing it in a way that would not utterly destroy.

Only wreck.. a little.

And then he added another finger, reaching and arching as he looked downward to see his lover stir again. ]

It appears that you will be ready by the time I slide into you, and I bet you will be so tight, my Bren. [ he leaned forward to rest against Bren, smearing Bren's seed betwixt both their stomachs. ] As tight as Caleb was that night we first made love.

[ and then he scrape his sharpened fangs against the spot just underneath Bren's earlobe. ]