[ Nate gasps. His pupils dilate and his back arches up, reacting to what he's feeling. Three fingers. God, he'd never imagined it would feel so tight. That it could feel so tight. His nails bite into Lestat's shoulders. He thinks it can't get more intense, and then Lestat brushes something so deep, and-
He groans, and curls in on himself. Fuck, that's...good. That's good. ]
I want your bloody cock, Lestat. [ Yes, he's impatient. Rightfully impatient. He pushes his hand up into the vampire's hair and takes a solid grip. ] Fuck me, for god's sake.
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He groans, and curls in on himself. Fuck, that's...good. That's good. ]
I want your bloody cock, Lestat. [ Yes, he's impatient. Rightfully impatient. He pushes his hand up into the vampire's hair and takes a solid grip. ] Fuck me, for god's sake.