For someone who had never been in this position for their coupling, Elijah was behaving rather well. More than well, but fantastically, squeezing and holding onto him with his body, cradling him inside and out as he held on tight with the desperation of a virgin but the experience of a man who had sex for hundreds of years. It was the impossible conundrum to make that firework of life explode so colorfully and beautifully, the colors of the glittering fire all blending together to form white.
Warm, white, that coated everything in a messy elaborate spray of pleasure, and Cain's own triggered seconds later, brought on by the convulsing body of the vampire beneath him. With a guttural wordless cry he came too, his climax ripping out of his body with the same explosive force as Elijah's own. Cain couldn't even form words if he wanted to, having been reduced to that primal intensity, the very words refused to form in his throat. Even after he filled his partner with his own abundance of pleasure, pumping it into that accepting body so hard that it came spilling back out, overflowing past the ring down their thighs to mix with Elijah's own fount of ecstasy and soak into the bed, Cain couldn't find the ability to speak.
He panted, voice feeling raw from his shout, possibly loud enough to be heard by anyone else in the building. Thankfully, hopefully, it was an empty shell at the moment, not that Cain really cared. What was the worse anyone could do to him really. "Uggnnn," he groaned moments later when he collapsed half onto Elijah and smearing cum all over each other with the action. But that too he couldn't bring himself to care at all. He felt emptied, in so many ways, physically, mentally, his soul as well, knowing that this explosion of short and elaborate fireworks was over, and taking with it the brief feeling of living that he felt in the minutes that had stretched during their performance. For two immortal beings, that was short, far far too short, and this emptying feeling he was left with felt even worse than before.
He did a piss poor job at taking care of anyone. That was nothing like what he had planned to do, he had lost control completely there, chased after the pleasure and flash bang of the moment rather than show properly what he promised this vampire.
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Date: 2021-06-01 10:53 am (UTC)Warm, white, that coated everything in a messy elaborate spray of pleasure, and Cain's own triggered seconds later, brought on by the convulsing body of the vampire beneath him. With a guttural wordless cry he came too, his climax ripping out of his body with the same explosive force as Elijah's own. Cain couldn't even form words if he wanted to, having been reduced to that primal intensity, the very words refused to form in his throat. Even after he filled his partner with his own abundance of pleasure, pumping it into that accepting body so hard that it came spilling back out, overflowing past the ring down their thighs to mix with Elijah's own fount of ecstasy and soak into the bed, Cain couldn't find the ability to speak.
He panted, voice feeling raw from his shout, possibly loud enough to be heard by anyone else in the building. Thankfully, hopefully, it was an empty shell at the moment, not that Cain really cared. What was the worse anyone could do to him really. "Uggnnn," he groaned moments later when he collapsed half onto Elijah and smearing cum all over each other with the action. But that too he couldn't bring himself to care at all. He felt emptied, in so many ways, physically, mentally, his soul as well, knowing that this explosion of short and elaborate fireworks was over, and taking with it the brief feeling of living that he felt in the minutes that had stretched during their performance. For two immortal beings, that was short, far far too short, and this emptying feeling he was left with felt even worse than before.
He did a piss poor job at taking care of anyone. That was nothing like what he had planned to do, he had lost control completely there, chased after the pleasure and flash bang of the moment rather than show properly what he promised this vampire.