[He believes him. He believes every word of it. That Armand would desire him so and find his blood and body the most pleasant. It makes him hum as those lips close around him, those fangs graze sensitive flesh. A sigh leaves him and he licks his lips.
It's then the visions of past kills fill his mind. They're so graphic, including the horror when those men realize what is happening to them. It floods his senses and makes him moan as his fingers push into that red hair.]
You dangerous little devil, you.
[He knows he's not in danger with him but just the very idea that Armand could do this to others makes his heart soar.]
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It's then the visions of past kills fill his mind. They're so graphic, including the horror when those men realize what is happening to them. It floods his senses and makes him moan as his fingers push into that red hair.]
You dangerous little devil, you.
[He knows he's not in danger with him but just the very idea that Armand could do this to others makes his heart soar.]