Post by ToonMissy on Sept 16, 2009 22:27:46 GMT -6
He wanted to pull back, he wanted to spit in revulsion, get away from the other vampire and just hoping to be able to remain in his court. Fingers curled into his locks, keeping a firm grip upon him so that he could neither pull away nor flee. Augustin still remained with his eyes closed, thinking only of those he truly loved. If Nicolai returned soon, he would feel better…but Nicolai would be able to smell another master vampire upon him, easily able to send the ebony haired vampire into a rage. Nicolai would never stand a chance against a vampire as strong as Marius and that’s what saddened him more, the one who always promised to protect him wasn’t around and wouldn’t be able to protect him this time.
Augustin didn’t even get a chance to react when the salty and almost slimy substance flowed into his mouth, only to slid down his throat. He nearly choked, coughing only slightly as his throat furiously worked to swallow everything that he was given. Obviously this man was one who would become violent if a whore that sucked him off could not swallow every drop, and Augustin’s brothel days and years of being trained as a whore returned to him in a flash and flurry of memories.
The hand in his hair dragged him back up to his feet, one of the few times that the vampire regretted his long crimson locks. His face met with the wall once more, a slight whimper of fear and pain escaping from his lips; what did Marius truly want from him? He could feel the vampire’s erection rubbing against him, feeling even more disgusted that he was attractive because if he wasn’t, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place. Blue and green eyes never bothered to even acknowledge the other man as he continued to face away from him. “What is it that you truly want from me? Money? Power? I can give it to you, just let me b-”
His words were cut off as he cried out in pain from being entered so forcefully. Normally he and Nicolai never used lube, and at times Nic could be a tad forceful and cause tearing, but normally the blood would enhance the pleasure that they would both experience. Nothing in this was meant to pleasure Augustin, yet the twinge of his masochism caused the pain to grant him the slightest of pleasure; the vampire in him enjoying the smell of fresh, even if it was his own and a throaty moan that practically begged for more slipped from plush rose coloured lips.
“M-more…”
Augustin didn’t even get a chance to react when the salty and almost slimy substance flowed into his mouth, only to slid down his throat. He nearly choked, coughing only slightly as his throat furiously worked to swallow everything that he was given. Obviously this man was one who would become violent if a whore that sucked him off could not swallow every drop, and Augustin’s brothel days and years of being trained as a whore returned to him in a flash and flurry of memories.
The hand in his hair dragged him back up to his feet, one of the few times that the vampire regretted his long crimson locks. His face met with the wall once more, a slight whimper of fear and pain escaping from his lips; what did Marius truly want from him? He could feel the vampire’s erection rubbing against him, feeling even more disgusted that he was attractive because if he wasn’t, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place. Blue and green eyes never bothered to even acknowledge the other man as he continued to face away from him. “What is it that you truly want from me? Money? Power? I can give it to you, just let me b-”
His words were cut off as he cried out in pain from being entered so forcefully. Normally he and Nicolai never used lube, and at times Nic could be a tad forceful and cause tearing, but normally the blood would enhance the pleasure that they would both experience. Nothing in this was meant to pleasure Augustin, yet the twinge of his masochism caused the pain to grant him the slightest of pleasure; the vampire in him enjoying the smell of fresh, even if it was his own and a throaty moan that practically begged for more slipped from plush rose coloured lips.
“M-more…”