Licking his lips, he ran his hand over Foxx’s ass before leaning down to kiss one of the plump cheeks.
“Guess I don’t need to tell you to kiss my ass,” Foxx giggled.
Harlow bit down hard, right on the spot he just kissed.
Foxx squawked. “Did you just bite me?!”
Smirking, he let the flesh slip from his teeth. Smiling smugly at the light teeth impressions he left behind, he chuckled, “What? Don’t you vampires like biting during sex?”
“Until you can give pleasure with your bite, keep your blunt teeth off my body, human!” Foxx huffed.
Harlow sighed. “Fine, fine.” It was a pity. He had to say, he kind of liked seeing his teeth marks there.
Spreading the man’s cheeks, he licked the mark he left, and then trailed down to lightly dip his tongue in the vampire’s dusty pink pucker. Foxx tasted a bit like soap, and something sweet. The vampire’s skin had always tasted slightly sweet to him. What did Foxx smell like? It was definitely something sweet…and warm… Taffy! Foxx smelled like warm salt water taffy—the kind that was pink. It was very sweet, yet…he couldn’t say he hated it.
Foxx’s body tensed for a brief second when Harlow pressed his tongue more firmly against his hole, before relaxing and moaning. Harlow didn’t stay there though, he slid his tongue down the man’s taint and mouthed his balls—sucking and teasing his sac. The vampire’s groans grew louder, randomly broken up by a whimper of pleasure. As nice as the sounds were, they weren’t what he was after.
Pulling off, he stopped fucking around and got back to the main show—Foxx’s hole. But he held back the urge to eat the fuck out of it. Rough and fast wouldn’t get him what he wanted, slow and steady would.
He traced the ring before slowly pressing in and out until he was basically stroking him with his tongue.
“More,” Foxx whined.
The man’s breathing had become heavy, his moans growing lower and lower as he continued to stroke the walls inside him with his tongue. Foxx gasped when he pressed first one finger and then another in alongside his tongue.
“Harlow,” the vampire whimpered.
Even as the man started to tremble with need, Harlow ignored Foxx’s demands, just waiting for his reward for all this effort. And it did come.
Harlow pulled back on a triumphant laugh when that very low groan became a rumbling, vibrating sound that seemed to come directly from Foxx’s chest. His kitten had purred.
* * *
Foxx was knocked rightthe fuck out of his pleasured daze when he heard what could only be described as a purr. Body tensing, his eyes widened when the sound instantly cut off, making him realize it had come from him! Already heated cheeks feeling as if they had burst into flames, Foxx buried his face into the bed with a groan of despair when Harlow began to laugh behind him.
Hehadpurred!! How had he purred?! Was he really a cat?!
“Good kitten,” Harlow chuckled.
“Shut up!” Foxx whined.
Harlow’s hands moved to Foxx’s hips. “Aww, is my kitten feeling shy?”
Foxx glanced back on an angry hiss, only to flop back down, crying out as Harlow slammed inside him. Harlow’s cock stretched him full, and the burn was intense. Despite the pain, his dick jerked against the bed, a drop of pre-cum dripping out.
“Since you gave me what I wanted, brat,” Harlow growled. “I’ll give you what you need.”
The man pumped in and out of him, achingly slow, but the burn did not lessen.
“I don’t need it!” he cried defiantly, even as his mind kept screaming,yes, the fuck I do!
Harlow pulled back, just the tip in him now. “You don’t? Should I stop then?”
STOP!?!
“NO!” Foxx screamed in horror.
“If you don’t need it…”
