The Roman coven: Wandering the streets
"I don't know what to do." Devon whispered into the silence that followed Tate's permission. This was new and uncharted territory, all he knew was that somehow, a bit of blood wasn't going to be enough. He rolled his hips beneath Tate, a low moan easing from his lips. For a moment, he lay there, indecisive about what to do next, then he flipped them so that he was on top of his soon to be lover. Sweat dotted his forehead, but he leaned in to kiss the vampire before letting his hands slide lower, moving to undo the pants that Tate had on. His movements weren't as smooth as Tate's had been, but they got the job done, and Devon's kisses soon wandered lower and lower. Eventually, he let his lips find Tate's turgid flesh and he licked and sucked at the flesh, hoping to encourage more direction from Tate.
Devon was working off instinct, not entirely sure what he should or shouldn't be doing with his new lover. It wasn't something he would have voluntarily chosen, but he was here now, and he should make the best of it. After all, this was far better than the life his parents had set out for him. Being a kept pet seemed like something he'd be good at, and he was sure he'd have to convince the vampire to keep him on full time.
There was a part of him that said he should be afraid, he should be trying to get away, after all, how unbelievable was it that vampires really existed? Instead, Devon found himself working harder to please Tate. Fear didn't really enter into the situation that was so clouded with sexual desire as this one was.
Tate was suddenly flipped round onto his back and his hands flew to grip at Devon's shoulders. Yeah right, he didn't know what to do. It seemed that Devon knew more than he let on. He supposed it was merely instincts really. Tate smirked up at Devon moving his hands into Devon's hair when the kiss came. Their lips smoothed across one another's and he shifted his hips against Devon's when Devon started undoing his pants. Tate gasped fixing his eyes on the cealing when Devon's kisses fell lower and lower.
going to get anywhere except a blow job tonight, he'd have to give Devon that guidance. He arched his hips up a little more and grabbed one of Devon's hands sliding two fingers into his lips before before suckling to make them wet. Once he removed the fingers from his mouth ran his fingers through Devon's hair.
"Put your fingers inside of me. Make me wet then of you insi-" Tate's eyes rolled and he let out a slight groan. "This can't be your first time.... You're too good at it..." Tate purred softly peering down at Devon with heavy lidded eyes.