[ Hearing the acceptance was enough, but being told to not let go caused something within him to spark with lust. A lust for sex, blood, and perhaps more but... Crowley desperately swallows that down before it manages to surface into his thoughts and possibly his mouth. Crying out just how much he can feel something bubbling up that he isn't supposed to feel, not as a vampire.
With his free hand he lightens up on the sheets, reaching over to grab one of Aoba's arms and pin it to the bed. Hand quickly tracing over muscle before he grasps onto the male's hand, interlocking their fingers and gripping onto him.
It feels dangerously intimate but—no, it is, and Crowley knows exactly how to separate this from emotions and just casual desire. ] Aoba. [ He breathes in, low and ragged, his cock twitching and hinting at his orgasm. ] Tell me... to bite you. I wanna hear you say it.
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With his free hand he lightens up on the sheets, reaching over to grab one of Aoba's arms and pin it to the bed. Hand quickly tracing over muscle before he grasps onto the male's hand, interlocking their fingers and gripping onto him.
It feels dangerously intimate but—no, it is, and Crowley knows exactly how to separate this from emotions and just casual desire. ] Aoba. [ He breathes in, low and ragged, his cock twitching and hinting at his orgasm. ] Tell me... to bite you. I wanna hear you say it.