taunted, enjoying the dwindling rush of their hearts beating together.
“Oh? Do they?” Frankie asked coyly, rolling Snod onto his back and playfully pinning him down.
“Yes.” Snod’s hands greedily slid up Frankie’s thighs. His cock was already hard again and pressing
insistently up against Frankie’s ass.
Frankie leaned down for a kiss, smiling against Snod’s lips. “Mmm, well, we have plenty of time to
work on your behavior.”
“Indeed we do,” Snod said, grinning as he began to push inside Frankie, both of them moaning softly
together as Snod pushed and pushed until he was all the way inside.
Every single time was heaven. Being with Frankie, being connected like this, was utterly divine. He
would never tired of how Frankie’s body swallowed him up, his arms embracing him so tenderly, and
the roll of his hips on top of him.
Snod took him to the limits of bliss over and over, carrying him over to the wall to fuck him until he
screamed. He loved how easy it was to lift Frankie up like this, hissing at the nails digging into his
back. He buried his face against Frankie’s neck, pleading, “Yes?”
“Yes,” Frankie gasped, tilting his head. “God, yes!”
Snod pressed in his fangs, groaning at the first splash of blood that hit his tongue. He slowed down,
thrusting hard every time he swallowed, listening to Frankie sob passionately. He could feel their
climaxes approaching together, their heartbeats thumping all over the place before beginning to pulse
in sync.
Frankie was clawing at the wall, the edge of the window, panting erratically as Snod continued to
slam him down on his cock. “Fuck, yes, right there, there! Ooooo-oh! Fuck!”
The rush of Frankie’s blood flowing into his mouth combined with the clenching of his lovely body
was the perfect way to tip over the edge. The strength of his orgasm made him dizzy, clinging to
Frankie as he released inside of him, fucking them through every delicious shudder.
Snod moaned frantically, smothering his bloody lips against Frankie’s in a heated kiss. Frankie
blinked them back into bed without sacrificing their connection, on top of Snod now and sliding their
tongues together.
They drank from each other and made love until Frankie finally had to pry himself away to get ready
for work. Snod wanted to keep going, but his internal clock was demanding that he rest and he
couldn’t keep Frankie in bed if he couldn’t even keep his eyes open.
