[Was it true? What did that mean? He couldn't help the color of shock in his voice, even as his mind rang in alarm after that tongue, licking across the red little holes where bladed canines had punctured. It wasn't bleeding so badly as before, but still it burned under the attention. Dorian felt dizzy and unfocused. Not to the extreme of teeth in his flesh when Alucard had initially bitten down, yet his heart pounded at that same rabbit-pace, a loud rush in his ears.
Breathless in frustration at being held immobile and lapped at like a dog, Dorian's tone took on an edge.]
Which is it then that I should call out? Adrian or Alucard?
[He was reminded of what he had said about the vampire's tastes. He wasn't here to bare his throat and give permission to be drained of blood. It was dangerous. He could lose consciousness, go into shock, a gradual and ugly death.
Speaking was a distraction.]
You seem to view yourself as a beast, uncontrollable and ravenous. Or perhaps that's just how you wish to be treated. Hm? Should I mock you, vampire? Should I beg you to fuck me instead and spare my life, as you suggested?
[Dorian leaned away from the wall, as far as he could with his unmarked arm pinned back, enough to bring their faces in closer. The coppery scent of his own blood was thick even in his own nostrils.]
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[Was it true? What did that mean? He couldn't help the color of shock in his voice, even as his mind rang in alarm after that tongue, licking across the red little holes where bladed canines had punctured. It wasn't bleeding so badly as before, but still it burned under the attention. Dorian felt dizzy and unfocused. Not to the extreme of teeth in his flesh when Alucard had initially bitten down, yet his heart pounded at that same rabbit-pace, a loud rush in his ears.
Breathless in frustration at being held immobile and lapped at like a dog, Dorian's tone took on an edge.]
Which is it then that I should call out? Adrian or Alucard?
[He was reminded of what he had said about the vampire's tastes. He wasn't here to bare his throat and give permission to be drained of blood. It was dangerous. He could lose consciousness, go into shock, a gradual and ugly death.
Speaking was a distraction.]
You seem to view yourself as a beast, uncontrollable and ravenous. Or perhaps that's just how you wish to be treated. Hm? Should I mock you, vampire? Should I beg you to fuck me instead and spare my life, as you suggested?
[Dorian leaned away from the wall, as far as he could with his unmarked arm pinned back, enough to bring their faces in closer. The coppery scent of his own blood was thick even in his own nostrils.]