[The hand on his hip is a weight that doesn't quite pin him down, but it's close enough to feel the same kind of salaciousness from it. Properly wrapped in Winter's throat, the whole length of him... "Divine" is absolutely a word he would use to describe it, blasphemy be damned.
If he wants to hear more sounds pealing out from the back of his throat, he won't have to work too hard to do it. The vampire parts his lips and lets loose a whine of encouragement, and the movements of Winter's mouth and tongue, gliding up and down his cock, make liquid heat pool just below his belly. That wonderful tension winding itself up tighter with every moment that passes. He's hard and heavy in his mouth -- practically throbbing.
Suddenly, he isn't content with pawing at the sheets and pillow with his fingers. No, he wants to touch him, as much as he can manage, and both hands drift down to slide his fingers into Winter's dark hair, gently stroking.]
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If he wants to hear more sounds pealing out from the back of his throat, he won't have to work too hard to do it. The vampire parts his lips and lets loose a whine of encouragement, and the movements of Winter's mouth and tongue, gliding up and down his cock, make liquid heat pool just below his belly. That wonderful tension winding itself up tighter with every moment that passes. He's hard and heavy in his mouth -- practically throbbing.
Suddenly, he isn't content with pawing at the sheets and pillow with his fingers. No, he wants to touch him, as much as he can manage, and both hands drift down to slide his fingers into Winter's dark hair, gently stroking.]
Ahh, you spoil me, you're so good to me.