He cries out sharply when Eric bites into him, a slab of meat, a bag of blood, something alive and warm and willing. He feels his own blood spurt from his wounds, the slick, sucking pull of Eric's mouth as he drinks. The sensation is almost mesmerizing, though the pain never fully gives way to the pleasure, like a reminder that his life will always be at stake here.
And he cries out again when Eric pushes his cock inside him. He arches his back, grasping the sofa cushions as if holding onto them would do any good.
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Date: 2014-09-26 06:34 pm (UTC)And he cries out again when Eric pushes his cock inside him. He arches his back, grasping the sofa cushions as if holding onto them would do any good.
"Oh, fuck, yeah...!" he gasps.