( one hand grips the side of kol's neck as he feeds, letting himself be pulled and shifted and guided so much closer against him, lost in the haze of how good he feels on his tongue — running down his throat.
he tries to not fall too much into it — into that greed for more that all vampires have felt when they've been starved for good blood and kol's tastes almost electric on his tongue, sending pinpricks of pleasure throughout him as he keeps drinking, spilling red warmth down the curve of the other's shoulder.
yes. it was a good thing for that shirt to be removed.
with a quickness, he pushes kol down against the bed and falls with him. still drinking, knee between the other's legs and, finally, he pulls back and it's with such a sound it borders on that of an orgasm almost. that good. blood dripping down his chin, he licks over his lips, and a hand fists fiercely at the sheets beside the other's head as he takes it all in. as he lets the other's blood nourish him in ways that has his eyes shine differently. )
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he tries to not fall too much into it — into that greed for more that all vampires have felt when they've been starved for good blood and kol's tastes almost electric on his tongue, sending pinpricks of pleasure throughout him as he keeps drinking, spilling red warmth down the curve of the other's shoulder.
yes. it was a good thing for that shirt to be removed.
with a quickness, he pushes kol down against the bed and falls with him. still drinking, knee between the other's legs and, finally, he pulls back and it's with such a sound it borders on that of an orgasm almost. that good. blood dripping down his chin, he licks over his lips, and a hand fists fiercely at the sheets beside the other's head as he takes it all in. as he lets the other's blood nourish him in ways that has his eyes shine differently. )