cont from here @abxavterno
As the fingers cup his chin, Cornelius all but purrs in content affection as his eye lids lower and he leans in closer. He wouldn’t mind being a pet if Erebus were his master. Leaning forward his nose nuzzles into the god’s thigh, before lips press a kiss to the material of his trousers, then teeth playfully nibble, running higher up his inner leg as his palm presses, unabashed to the bulge behind his zipper.
He was told not to speak but the whine of the man’s name sits on his tongue, as he lats his cheek against his thigh and gazes up at him, hand continuing to press and squeeze before two fingers slip higher and hook into the waistband of his trousers and tug.
With the fabric not giving in and the vampire knowing he needs to receive permission before he does anything too bold in undressing the man, he leans forward, mouth open before he seals his lips around the fabric concealing his treat and begins wetting it with his tongue, as amber eyes flicker up to the man.