[ fuckin gran is a freak aND I TOLD YOUR BITCH ASS I'D REPLY SUCK MY ASS ]
Do you want me to join? [ Crowley remains relaxed against the desk, a hand curling around the edge as he shifts into a comfortable position. He's teasing Gran, of course, eyes never wavering from his face despite Chess and Horn both working diligently. What sets him apart from the younger vampires in the room is that he doesn't appear to be interested in participating, but it would be a reach to say that he was absolutely content with just watching.
But for the time being he'll observe. His expectations burning into a blank sheet in hopes of being entertained. ] If you can handle those two then maybe.
I doubt he will~ Look!
[ Chess gestures her head, grabbing Gran by the chin and forcing his gaze down. Horn pushes the remainder of his pants off before she begins to palm his crotch, easing between his legs and kneeling down, the heat causing her cheeks to flush with a surprising amount of red. Fingers following the length and curve, slowly forming out the shape of his erection as it hardens underneath her touch, the blonde vampire doesn't even realize just how dry her throat feels until she swallows. Of course Chess can't live this moment down, chest pressed hard against the back of the man squeezed between them. ] Don't. [ An order, one that has Chess visibly pouting. ]
I was just gonna say that he was small! I bet he'll finish quick.
[ Chess then decides to distract herself by playfully nipping at Gran's neck. Teeth grazing against skin, hinting at possibly tugging and breaking through for blood once more but she restrains herself, releasing a heated breath. ] But if he doesn't that means Lord Crowley will come play~.
[ Horn pulls down Gran's boxers by the hem, closing her eyes and taking in the scent of his manhood as she leans closer. She feels herself salivating, a reaction that comes from being watched much more than it was the desire to pleasure the human, tongue dragging flat against the head of his cock before she wraps her fingers around the base of his cock. Dragging her fist upward, tilting her head so that her tongue can roll against the length of cock. She hesitates for a brief second, wrapping her lips around the head of his cock and circling her tongue around the head. Her fangs subtly brush against his skin, a remainder if nothing else that any sudden movements will mean he's gonna be... bickless :( ]
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Do you want me to join? [ Crowley remains relaxed against the desk, a hand curling around the edge as he shifts into a comfortable position. He's teasing Gran, of course, eyes never wavering from his face despite Chess and Horn both working diligently. What sets him apart from the younger vampires in the room is that he doesn't appear to be interested in participating, but it would be a reach to say that he was absolutely content with just watching.
But for the time being he'll observe. His expectations burning into a blank sheet in hopes of being entertained. ] If you can handle those two then maybe.
I doubt he will~ Look!
[ Chess gestures her head, grabbing Gran by the chin and forcing his gaze down. Horn pushes the remainder of his pants off before she begins to palm his crotch, easing between his legs and kneeling down, the heat causing her cheeks to flush with a surprising amount of red. Fingers following the length and curve, slowly forming out the shape of his erection as it hardens underneath her touch, the blonde vampire doesn't even realize just how dry her throat feels until she swallows. Of course Chess can't live this moment down, chest pressed hard against the back of the man squeezed between them. ] Don't. [ An order, one that has Chess visibly pouting. ]
I was just gonna say that he was small! I bet he'll finish quick.
[ Chess then decides to distract herself by playfully nipping at Gran's neck. Teeth grazing against skin, hinting at possibly tugging and breaking through for blood once more but she restrains herself, releasing a heated breath. ] But if he doesn't that means Lord Crowley will come play~.
[ Horn pulls down Gran's boxers by the hem, closing her eyes and taking in the scent of his manhood as she leans closer. She feels herself salivating, a reaction that comes from being watched much more than it was the desire to pleasure the human, tongue dragging flat against the head of his cock before she wraps her fingers around the base of his cock. Dragging her fist upward, tilting her head so that her tongue can roll against the length of cock. She hesitates for a brief second, wrapping her lips around the head of his cock and circling her tongue around the head. Her fangs subtly brush against his skin, a remainder if nothing else that any sudden movements will mean he's gonna be... bickless :( ]