[vampire handjobs. they had had an inkling of course, that oreos would lead to this, but it would have been improper to assume. so it's
gratifying, the hand on their trousers, the press of rafa's mouth, the warm heat of the moment, catching, sliding, rhythmic. they find their feet pressing the floor, trying to gain enough traction to arch up against the vampire. not difficult, considering they're strong enough to flip a car. their dick surges to answer rafa's grip. they stop thinking about rafaello's husband. they stop thinking much at all.]
You're a beautiful little miracle of flesh, aren't you?
[it's a mumble, nearly disoriented from lust. janus' pants are out of the way in a moment, shucked down the freckled slope of their hips. they released rafa's mouth only reluctantly, the compliment trapped in a wet whisper between them. their cock aches, red and hard with want already. they slip their fingers down his spine, running them lightly down the fabric of rafa's shirt before they hook and tug.
even if rafa's going to be shifting down to his knees, it'd be a sight to see, the warm color of his shoulders framing his face.]
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gratifying, the hand on their trousers, the press of rafa's mouth, the warm heat of the moment, catching, sliding, rhythmic. they find their feet pressing the floor, trying to gain enough traction to arch up against the vampire. not difficult, considering they're strong enough to flip a car. their dick surges to answer rafa's grip. they stop thinking about rafaello's husband. they stop thinking much at all.]
You're a beautiful little miracle of flesh, aren't you?
[it's a mumble, nearly disoriented from lust. janus' pants are out of the way in a moment, shucked down the freckled slope of their hips. they released rafa's mouth only reluctantly, the compliment trapped in a wet whisper between them. their cock aches, red and hard with want already. they slip their fingers down his spine, running them lightly down the fabric of rafa's shirt before they hook and tug.
even if rafa's going to be shifting down to his knees, it'd be a sight to see, the warm color of his shoulders framing his face.]