The vampire sighed, “Shut up and kiss me.”
Snod obliged, leaning forward to capture the vampire’s lips in another passionate kiss. His breath
stuttered when he felt cool fingers pulling his cock out of his pants. No one else had ever touched him
there before.
It was too good, too much, and he panted against the vampire’s lips as he struggled to control himself.
The condom was rolling down his shaft. He wiggled a little at the unfamiliar sensation and the weird
smell of latex.
The vampire had lifted his hips, kissing Snod eagerly, asking, “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” Snod replied, determined and excited.
There was no Order here; there were no punishments, no sermons. It was only him and a beautiful
vampire, whose lips made his heart race and whose touch made his very soul tremble. He was finally
going to find out what sex was like. He would know what it was like to be inside someone and fall
into that most intimate embrace.
Snod gritted his teeth when the vampire began to lower himself down, the tightness of his body
squeezing around his cock and making him moan. It was so snug and slick, and he tried to catch his
breath as quickly as it was being stolen away.
“Nice and slow,” the vampire said, rocking his hips patiently, wrapping his arms around Snod’s neck
and kissing him tenderly.
Snod couldn’t hold the kiss for long, his head dropping back against the wall with a light bang,
cursing, “Fuck...” The vampire’s body felt cool, but not uncomfortably so, and he marveled at how
easily the creature took every inch of his cock.
“Good?” the vampire asked, kissing along Snod’s neck.
“Yes,” he panted, his hands racing over pale flesh, seizing the vampire’s narrow hips. His cock was
buried so deep. He felt overwhelmed by the beautiful friction when the vampire moved. He’d never
felt so connected to another person, desperate to touch and kiss, moaning quietly.
The vampire mouthed along Snod’s throat. “I’m going to feed from you now... relax.”
Snod nodded, gritting his teeth when he felt the faint prick of fangs. Oh, this was stupid. He had given
a vampire permission to feed on him. This was even more despicable than laying with another man,
offering himself as a meal for a monster. He braced himself for the pain of his throat being torn apart,
but it never came.
