body as he twirled and slid across the floor, twisting and swinging his head to the infectious beat.
Snod let himself be pulled along for the ride, moving his feet clumsily as he tried to keep up. The
world was spinning around him in a bright blur, and it was utterly glorious.
Somehow his hands ended up around Frankie’s waist, sliding down greedily over his back and hips.
Yes,Frankie.
They were spinning together, laughing happily. Snod didn’t know the words, but it was easy enough to
follow along into all the da da da’s of the chorus.
Frankie was quite possibly the most beautiful vampire he had ever seen. He had hunted so many
before him, and yet still not a one had this life about them like he did. He couldn’t even think of a
single human who could boast such a vibrant soul.
Snod couldn’t stop himself, leaning in for a taste of it, capturing his lips in a sweet kiss.
Frankie sighed contently, his arms winding around Snod’s neck and kissing him deeply. The weight of
his body pressing against him was divine, Snod’s head swimming in ecstasy as they moved together.
Even as the song ended and their feet stopped dancing, they were still embracing. The tension was
heating up, Snod greedily kissing down Frankie’s jaw and neck.
“Oh, Obe, hmm, we probably shouldn’t,” Frankie moaned when Snod bit down on his throat. “God...”
“I want to be with you again,” Snod pleaded, holding him tight, completely open and honest with his
desire. He squeezed Frankie’s ass, loving how he squirmed.
“Okay,” Frankie breathed, those gorgeous green eyes gazing at him with such adoration. Instead of
speeding them away, he took Snod’s hands and led him into his bedroom step by step.
Snod didn’t bother looking around except for a quick glance to find the bed. He tumbled down onto
the plush blankets and took Frankie with him. He was frantically trying to get their clothes off, eager
to begin.
“Hey, hey, hey,” Frankie soothed, his hands latching on Snod’s shoulders to hold him in place. “Slow
down. We don’t have to rush this.”
Embarrassed, Snod turned his head away. Now that this train of desire had hit a stop, he had a
moment to think. This was wrong.
Disgusting.
“Hey.” Frankie could obviously sense his apprehension, icy fingers cradling his cheeks and craning
his head back toward him. “Obe. There is nothing wrong with wanting me. With wanting this...”
