Rayne's hand loosened on Aleksander's shaft, looking down into the males eyes and smiling slightly when he heard him speak. Dragging his fingers up Alex's abdomen, towards his chest, then his neck, Rayne brushed the tip of his finger along the vampires artery and spoke with a rough voice.
"I was ready to go the moment I tasted your blood at the bar. And what can I say. Your scent nearly drives me feral." Rayne looked back into Alex's eyes and smirked. "Your own eyes are showing a lot. I can tell theres a hunger in them, wanting to be fucked." Rayne's fingers wrapped around the males neck, not tightening at all, simply feeling the beat of his heart, feeling his fingers around such a vulnerable area of the young man, yet he had no intention of harming him. It was a huge game of trust.
For the time being, Rayne decided to do something different each time he finished inside of Aleksander, and if he didn't climax as a result, Alex get a punishment taken away from him as a type of reward. Three rounds, Rayne wonders if he'd be able to take it.
Getting off of Aleksander, Rayne looked at the vampire and bit his lower lip, causing a little bit of blood to drip down his jaw as he began to speak yet again. "Stand for me Alex." Rayne said, watching the other male to see if he'd listen.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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