[Erik will never deny that he is a predator, and that the scent of fear triggers hunger in him. But the human part of his psyche has no desire for feeding on an unwilling, struggling meal. It's much more pleasant to lure his target in with mutual respect, to feel them heat up with their own desire. It makes the blood taste so sweet.]
Don't hold back for me.
[Sparks light in his eyes as Chris utters those intoxicating words. Never has being called lord made him thrum so powerfully with lust. And that subtle pull breaks the last of his restraint. He must hear this delicious man moaning for him. He needs that like burning, and that need translates into his fist tightening into Chris's hair once more.
Leaning in, his tongue draws a crisscrossing line over Chris's pulse, tasting the flutter like a cat lapping from a saucer. Then his lips part and close around the newly wetted spot, slow and savoring while he sucks heat to the surface. And while the skin is still sucked tight, his top fangs prick two perfect, shallow holes. He soothes the sting immediately with more licks, encouraging the blood to flow to the surface for him in tasty little dew drops.]
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Don't hold back for me.
[Sparks light in his eyes as Chris utters those intoxicating words. Never has being called lord made him thrum so powerfully with lust. And that subtle pull breaks the last of his restraint. He must hear this delicious man moaning for him. He needs that like burning, and that need translates into his fist tightening into Chris's hair once more.
Leaning in, his tongue draws a crisscrossing line over Chris's pulse, tasting the flutter like a cat lapping from a saucer. Then his lips part and close around the newly wetted spot, slow and savoring while he sucks heat to the surface. And while the skin is still sucked tight, his top fangs prick two perfect, shallow holes. He soothes the sting immediately with more licks, encouraging the blood to flow to the surface for him in tasty little dew drops.]