VampiRed - 27. Beast

"I feel sick."

"You always say that." Vampir looks down at Dylan, spread over his large couch. "But you're always here." He bends down and pecks kisses along the boys pale neck, being gentle with his lips, but making sure he had a firm grip of his hips.

"This is the last time, vampfag, I swear to fucking Cthulu."

The older chuckled against the Goth's neck, suddenly biting down and running a tongue over the flesh between his teeth. The shuddered breath he received as a reply, encouraged him to continue. His hands found their way up Dylan's shirt and rested against his heated sides. He pulled away, sitting so he was straddling the boy under him.

"Whatever you say, darling."