[ Rafa's lips curve into a smile, which disappears when he goes to work on Janus' neck. He sucks one part up into a bruise, which his teeth can graze and tease at. They don't break the surface, but the hint is there that they might, and that it might feel as good as the rest of this.
At the same time, he moves his shoulders to shrug out of his shirt, allowing Janus to get rid of it. Rafa's skin, despite holding a vampire's pallor, still holds the olive hint of his youth. It makes him darker than most other vampires, and perhaps better hides the truth of what he is.
If that's the case, then it's a trick. With his body free of he shirt, he's able to slide gently out of Janus' lap and settle on his knees, between their legs. They're more than hard enough now. Rafa lifts his eyes to theirs and leans forward, eager to taste. ]
You do not mind?
[ He asks, and then presumes, leaning forward to flick his tongue against Janus' slit. Then he moves down, his tongue teasing at their glans, before he runs a trail of light kisses along their shaft. He'll stop if they want him to, of course, and he's going slow with this at any rate. Janus had hardened quickly. Rafa can't help wondering how easy it will be to take them to their edge. ]
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[ Rafa's lips curve into a smile, which disappears when he goes to work on Janus' neck. He sucks one part up into a bruise, which his teeth can graze and tease at. They don't break the surface, but the hint is there that they might, and that it might feel as good as the rest of this.
At the same time, he moves his shoulders to shrug out of his shirt, allowing Janus to get rid of it. Rafa's skin, despite holding a vampire's pallor, still holds the olive hint of his youth. It makes him darker than most other vampires, and perhaps better hides the truth of what he is.
If that's the case, then it's a trick. With his body free of he shirt, he's able to slide gently out of Janus' lap and settle on his knees, between their legs. They're more than hard enough now. Rafa lifts his eyes to theirs and leans forward, eager to taste. ]
You do not mind?
[ He asks, and then presumes, leaning forward to flick his tongue against Janus' slit. Then he moves down, his tongue teasing at their glans, before he runs a trail of light kisses along their shaft. He'll stop if they want him to, of course, and he's going slow with this at any rate. Janus had hardened quickly. Rafa can't help wondering how easy it will be to take them to their edge. ]