[Would Trevor ever let him feed off him? Probably not, he thinks, but there's a part that remains hopeful. It would be . . . it would be something, hot and interesting and fascinating, the greatest show of trust, and he's fantasized about it more than once.
But not tonight. Instead: he indulges his oral fetish by diving down, kissing him abruptly, swiftly, fingers tightening in his hair. It's not a sudden prelude to sex, but it is hungry, and it's up for debate what exactly he's hungry for. Only once he's temporarily sated does he murmur against his lips:]
So take a bath with me at the next half-decent inn.
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But not tonight. Instead: he indulges his oral fetish by diving down, kissing him abruptly, swiftly, fingers tightening in his hair. It's not a sudden prelude to sex, but it is hungry, and it's up for debate what exactly he's hungry for. Only once he's temporarily sated does he murmur against his lips:]
So take a bath with me at the next half-decent inn.