Instinctively Arashi tests the hold, and although he could break it if he really wanted to, he nevertheless finds it satisfyingly solid and melts into Harvestman's hungry mouth with a purr.
"I want you," he sighs, letting his voice go low and breathless and hot, "to fuck me like you own me." He slides his body against Harvestman's like a serpent, and then draws back to look him in the eye; he drags his lower lip between his teeth, fangs slowly descending until they draw a red line of blood from his flesh. Then they vanish, and Arashi's tongue swipes up the color. "Slow at first. Tease me with your cock and make me squirm. Make me beg, make me so hard that it hurts, and then... fuck me like the predator you are."
He leans back in and nuzzles the vampire's cheek, brushing parted lips over his jaw, little butterfly kisses left by his lashes and loose strands of hair. On either side of Harvestman's lap, Arashi's thighs squeeze just slightly. "I love you. Now fuck me."
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"I want you," he sighs, letting his voice go low and breathless and hot, "to fuck me like you own me." He slides his body against Harvestman's like a serpent, and then draws back to look him in the eye; he drags his lower lip between his teeth, fangs slowly descending until they draw a red line of blood from his flesh. Then they vanish, and Arashi's tongue swipes up the color. "Slow at first. Tease me with your cock and make me squirm. Make me beg, make me so hard that it hurts, and then... fuck me like the predator you are."
He leans back in and nuzzles the vampire's cheek, brushing parted lips over his jaw, little butterfly kisses left by his lashes and loose strands of hair. On either side of Harvestman's lap, Arashi's thighs squeeze just slightly. "I love you. Now fuck me."