Cain would very much like to not be compared to Elijah's brother driving stakes through him for Cain's first time taking the vampire. If that was what Elijah was thinking about, then he was doing something incredibly wrong in making sure the vampire attained pleasure.
"Shh, in due time," Cain whispered against Elijah's lips although he did brush that private nub again, bringing fireworks and an explosion of pleasure to the Original's senses more solidly than he did before. In other words, he was going to take his time and do this right, regardless of what the Original who was so used to being in control wanted. Cain was calling the shots on this one, and he wasn't going to let the vampire break his rhythm.
A second finger joined the first, twisting and scissoring lightly in the constant movement of those digits drilling in and out of that body, working to open him fully and completely without any worry of pain. It wasn't a question of whether Elijah could take it, because Cain knew he could, but what this first time should be like for the vampire.
Cain wanted his to be a good memory, the first experience in a thousand years deserved that sort of attention. He brushed against the prostate in every second stroke, light skimming brushes, only to work the vampire up but not to spoil the main event. For the same reason he wasn't pressing hard against the prostate yet, he didn't touch that weeping cock. With how sensitive Elijah was, he would not want to make things over too soon. His kisses had travelled down that handsome jaw to the hollows of his throat, kissing, sucking, raising marks that would disappear as soon as they were made, all as part of the foreplay as he graduated up to three fingers and made sure to twist them in such ways that drove the vampire mad with desire.
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Date: 2021-04-16 06:44 am (UTC)"Shh, in due time," Cain whispered against Elijah's lips although he did brush that private nub again, bringing fireworks and an explosion of pleasure to the Original's senses more solidly than he did before. In other words, he was going to take his time and do this right, regardless of what the Original who was so used to being in control wanted. Cain was calling the shots on this one, and he wasn't going to let the vampire break his rhythm.
A second finger joined the first, twisting and scissoring lightly in the constant movement of those digits drilling in and out of that body, working to open him fully and completely without any worry of pain. It wasn't a question of whether Elijah could take it, because Cain knew he could, but what this first time should be like for the vampire.
Cain wanted his to be a good memory, the first experience in a thousand years deserved that sort of attention. He brushed against the prostate in every second stroke, light skimming brushes, only to work the vampire up but not to spoil the main event. For the same reason he wasn't pressing hard against the prostate yet, he didn't touch that weeping cock. With how sensitive Elijah was, he would not want to make things over too soon. His kisses had travelled down that handsome jaw to the hollows of his throat, kissing, sucking, raising marks that would disappear as soon as they were made, all as part of the foreplay as he graduated up to three fingers and made sure to twist them in such ways that drove the vampire mad with desire.