[Even those slow, shallow movements inside him had Bren feeling like Essek was trying to take him apart, piece by piece. His arousal had swelled to full hardness once again, but that didn't mean that his body wasn't still a mess of overstimulated nerves, sensitive so that even the faintest brush of skin on skin felt like it would set him on fire in the next moment.]
You feel so good... I feel so full of you. I...
[He dissolved into a whimper of sound, words utterly failing him once more. His arms wound around Essek, fingers gripping at his back, nails pressing into skin, holding tight.]
Good. Take my blood, let me flow through you, Liebling, keep you warm. Please.
[His lips parted where they'd been murmuring those promises and pleas, dirty, filthy things and and affection-soaked, tender things. His tongue flickered against Essek's lower lips, trying to tempt him for a deeper kiss, so that he could properly taste him as well. Essek was not the only one who hungered.]
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You feel so good... I feel so full of you. I...
[He dissolved into a whimper of sound, words utterly failing him once more. His arms wound around Essek, fingers gripping at his back, nails pressing into skin, holding tight.]
Good. Take my blood, let me flow through you, Liebling, keep you warm. Please.
[His lips parted where they'd been murmuring those promises and pleas, dirty, filthy things and and affection-soaked, tender things. His tongue flickered against Essek's lower lips, trying to tempt him for a deeper kiss, so that he could properly taste him as well. Essek was not the only one who hungered.]