[ From the outside it would appear that Ignacio had the upper hand. After all, he was the one breaking furniture as if it were nothing, fucking balls-deep into a young man much smaller than he was, fully clothed while the other wore tatters. Really, it would look as though he was the brutal beast who had everything under control.
In reality, it was anything but. As Nico increased the power of his magic, jerked himself off, goaded him verbally, Ignacio distinctly felt how the tables had not only turned but been flipped upside-down (in the metaphorical sense). This wasn't what he wanted, or intended, but his body was wracked with ecstasy that he couldn't define. He knew what charm magic was, this wasn't it, this was something deep, cold, arousing his most basic instincts as a vampire.
The temperature was like ice, yet he felt hot. He could get away, couldn't he? Shift into a pack of bats and take flight, even transform into mist, but he didn't want to. This fed into a need, deep and dark within him, and he continued to claim the godling's ass over and over with hard thrusts. His powerful hands gripped his shoulders at first, but then one was raised to yank Nico's hair to one side, exposing the neck he hadn't yet bitten, and he dove without hesitation to sink his fangs in.
His magical power increased, burst through Nico's body, intense throbs focused primarily on his cock and prostate. As Ignacio fed his magic flowed inside of Nico, while Nico's magic in turn flowed inside him. At that point he didn't know where he began or ended anymore. ]
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In reality, it was anything but. As Nico increased the power of his magic, jerked himself off, goaded him verbally, Ignacio distinctly felt how the tables had not only turned but been flipped upside-down (in the metaphorical sense). This wasn't what he wanted, or intended, but his body was wracked with ecstasy that he couldn't define. He knew what charm magic was, this wasn't it, this was something deep, cold, arousing his most basic instincts as a vampire.
The temperature was like ice, yet he felt hot. He could get away, couldn't he? Shift into a pack of bats and take flight, even transform into mist, but he didn't want to. This fed into a need, deep and dark within him, and he continued to claim the godling's ass over and over with hard thrusts. His powerful hands gripped his shoulders at first, but then one was raised to yank Nico's hair to one side, exposing the neck he hadn't yet bitten, and he dove without hesitation to sink his fangs in.
His magical power increased, burst through Nico's body, intense throbs focused primarily on his cock and prostate. As Ignacio fed his magic flowed inside of Nico, while Nico's magic in turn flowed inside him. At that point he didn't know where he began or ended anymore. ]