[He drank in the color of those eyes, magnetic as they were, twin pools of molten gold when they reopened. To turn such a powerful creature into this panting, prone mess beneath him, Dorian was certain he could become intoxicated on its spell if he let himself. As surely as Alucard might wish to devour him with every swallow of blood, so too did he feel inspired to consume Alucard, but not for the coppery blood that ran through his veins. Dorian wanted to wrest out the intimacy of an orgasm, to taste Alucard's come, to bend down and lick it right out of him. With the weight of that hot erection in his palm, it would be easy to do. All he needed was to lower his head and close his mouth and throat around it.
Gray eyes drifted to the vampire's rapt expression, gauging. Clever fingertips slipped lower on his cock until they circled the base to keep any threat of climax on its edge. Denying it to Alucard too soon.]
Until me. And now I have you.
[Those exploratory fingers made Dorian's lashes fall low, mouth half-parted, tongue wetting his own lips in one smooth sweep. He shuddered at the pleasure of being stretched and played with, delicate blunted nails at the rim of his hole, abdomen drum-tight and thigh muscles clenched. It was not enough to satisfy that ache to be filled to the brim. One strong arm looped underneath Alucard's back and coaxed him to sit up on the bed, so their chests met in a press of warm skin, to bring their mouths together in a slide of damp heat. He kissed him hard and grazed across sharp incisors with the tip of a tongue. A gentle hand steered the fingers loose from his body before returning to grip Alucard's cock.
Then, with a shift of weight, eyes never straying from that beautiful face, he slid them together like a key fitting into a tight lock. He felt that first push in and the burn of penetration up his spine, the sudden sensation of fullness as he settled himself over Alucard's lap. His arm kept Alucard upright against him. There was no movement, only tense seconds of still adjustment as he breathed deep inhales and got used to the feeling of being stretched open for the first time in so long. Dorian leaned to nose along the curve of a jaw up to a delicate ear, voice thick.]
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Gray eyes drifted to the vampire's rapt expression, gauging. Clever fingertips slipped lower on his cock until they circled the base to keep any threat of climax on its edge. Denying it to Alucard too soon.]
Until me. And now I have you.
[Those exploratory fingers made Dorian's lashes fall low, mouth half-parted, tongue wetting his own lips in one smooth sweep. He shuddered at the pleasure of being stretched and played with, delicate blunted nails at the rim of his hole, abdomen drum-tight and thigh muscles clenched. It was not enough to satisfy that ache to be filled to the brim. One strong arm looped underneath Alucard's back and coaxed him to sit up on the bed, so their chests met in a press of warm skin, to bring their mouths together in a slide of damp heat. He kissed him hard and grazed across sharp incisors with the tip of a tongue. A gentle hand steered the fingers loose from his body before returning to grip Alucard's cock.
Then, with a shift of weight, eyes never straying from that beautiful face, he slid them together like a key fitting into a tight lock. He felt that first push in and the burn of penetration up his spine, the sudden sensation of fullness as he settled himself over Alucard's lap. His arm kept Alucard upright against him. There was no movement, only tense seconds of still adjustment as he breathed deep inhales and got used to the feeling of being stretched open for the first time in so long. Dorian leaned to nose along the curve of a jaw up to a delicate ear, voice thick.]
Tell me if it's too much.