[ Wrong? What could he have possibly gotten wrong-- Ah.
As Cater falls back, Lilia shifts his position to press himself down against him better, arching his back to allow Cater to hit as deep as they could get in this position. That hungry look never leaves his face, even as he reaches down to press his first two fingers' tips against the wound on Cater's shoulder.
Bringing those two fingers up, he lips the blood off them with a thoughtful hum. ]
You're right. What foolish mistake on my part.
[ Lilia can't help the moans and needy whines that're elicited from him, letting them sound out without care or embarrassment, as he begins to move his hips in a more meaningful way, matching Cater's own movements. He pulls up, presses down harshly, not seeming to care if he overwhelmed them all too quickly with a pace like this.
Leaning down, his lips make contact again with his throat, fangs already daring to press against him, his noises let out right near Cater's ear. ]
I-- want to leave so many pretty marks on your perfect skin-- [ He breathes out, pressing a gentler kiss against his jaw. ] But I also-- want to....
Be so gentle with you. You're such a good boy, Cater, so sweet.
[ Another breathy laugh is let out by the smaller man, ] I'm conflicted. I want to eat you~ right~ up~!
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Ah.
As Cater falls back, Lilia shifts his position to press himself down against him better, arching his back to allow Cater to hit as deep as they could get in this position. That hungry look never leaves his face, even as he reaches down to press his first two fingers' tips against the wound on Cater's shoulder.
Bringing those two fingers up, he lips the blood off them with a thoughtful hum. ]
You're right. What foolish mistake on my part.
[ Lilia can't help the moans and needy whines that're elicited from him, letting them sound out without care or embarrassment, as he begins to move his hips in a more meaningful way, matching Cater's own movements. He pulls up, presses down harshly, not seeming to care if he overwhelmed them all too quickly with a pace like this.
Leaning down, his lips make contact again with his throat, fangs already daring to press against him, his noises let out right near Cater's ear. ]
I-- want to leave so many pretty marks on your perfect skin-- [ He breathes out, pressing a gentler kiss against his jaw. ] But I also-- want to....
Be so gentle with you. You're such a good boy, Cater, so sweet.
[ Another breathy laugh is let out by the smaller man, ] I'm conflicted. I want to eat you~ right~ up~!