Why did Elijah have to hold onto everything so tightly all the time, all his decorum, his fashion, his emotions, the walls that guarded every secret in that long white hallway. There was so little time for the vampire to actually let go and release anything, that this experience was far more mesmerizing and insanely important than anything he'd done in ages. It was freeing in ways that the immortal could never understand. Emotions so tightly ground into his psyche clawed their way to the surface and exploded into this experience marking it with negative and positive-- but it didn't matter because what Cain was doing.
Cain touched Elijah with the expertise of someone who knew the original, who could pluck one string and make him sing for hours. His body was an open door right now and there was nothing that Elijah wouldn't give the immortal. The vampire allowed the other man entrance where no other had been, and allowed Cain to offer pleasure like no person had ever given it before. He had Elijah's body in twitching and shaking spasms here and there, making him moan. Gods did he want to beg too. He wanted to beg for Cain to touch his cock, to take it in his hand and squeeze it, to fuck it with his hand as his body was being fucked so graciously.
Never had Elijah knew that anything could feel this good. Never did he know that giving up a part of himself like this could be so amazing. He knew that he couldn't ever let go of Cain again after this. Cain had this part of Elijah now, and no one else would ever have it again. Not this first piece, and once it was gone, it couldn't be returned. This freedom was only found in the one person he trusted to hold it. Cain. Hips jarred themselves back and were determined to give as good as they got, enjoying the decadent flaying of his prostate with every slip of Cain's cock. Fuck it was mindblowing.
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Date: 2021-04-23 11:09 pm (UTC)Cain touched Elijah with the expertise of someone who knew the original, who could pluck one string and make him sing for hours. His body was an open door right now and there was nothing that Elijah wouldn't give the immortal. The vampire allowed the other man entrance where no other had been, and allowed Cain to offer pleasure like no person had ever given it before. He had Elijah's body in twitching and shaking spasms here and there, making him moan. Gods did he want to beg too. He wanted to beg for Cain to touch his cock, to take it in his hand and squeeze it, to fuck it with his hand as his body was being fucked so graciously.
Never had Elijah knew that anything could feel this good. Never did he know that giving up a part of himself like this could be so amazing. He knew that he couldn't ever let go of Cain again after this. Cain had this part of Elijah now, and no one else would ever have it again. Not this first piece, and once it was gone, it couldn't be returned. This freedom was only found in the one person he trusted to hold it. Cain. Hips jarred themselves back and were determined to give as good as they got, enjoying the decadent flaying of his prostate with every slip of Cain's cock. Fuck it was mindblowing.