Something obscene in the way saliva gathers in his mouth, a genuine instinctive hunger paired with this other kind of desire. A breathy groan pressed against Daniel's throat, feeling the other man strain for this, arch for it.
A far cry from the defeated acceptance of his prey. Of former lovers, even.
Fangs, piercing skin. As painful as that should be, as numbing as it swiftly becomes, and then as pleasurable as it had been before of blood gently coaxed through broken pathways under the force of a monster's appetite. Armand humming his pleasure at the taste of blood coating his tongue, filling his mouth, allowing it to well up messily beneath his mouth before more earnestly drinking it down.
And none of it detaches himself from what he is doing. From being buried deep in Daniel and holding their bodies pressed close together, feeling the shape of Daniel's cock pressing against his belly, the heave of his breathing. All of these sensations, amplified even, at the steady intake of warm blood.
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A far cry from the defeated acceptance of his prey. Of former lovers, even.
Fangs, piercing skin. As painful as that should be, as numbing as it swiftly becomes, and then as pleasurable as it had been before of blood gently coaxed through broken pathways under the force of a monster's appetite. Armand humming his pleasure at the taste of blood coating his tongue, filling his mouth, allowing it to well up messily beneath his mouth before more earnestly drinking it down.
And none of it detaches himself from what he is doing. From being buried deep in Daniel and holding their bodies pressed close together, feeling the shape of Daniel's cock pressing against his belly, the heave of his breathing. All of these sensations, amplified even, at the steady intake of warm blood.