and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw}
In such simple of heated conversations, temptations, distractions and even that of his pride teasing him to and fro from his hunger.. he had lunged. The two standing properly still, argument valid, civil and meant to be nothing but a mere sling-shit discussion of emotion and trial. Vlad had lunged, and he had aimed directly for the man’s throat. Thick hands made onward, his broad chest in a heave, his right palm along the man’s back as the other dreadfully began to claw and tease at the man’s left shoulder. A Dragon’s teeth sunk deep, down, with a razor-like pierce. Warming wine began t trickle in a swirling river down the Beast’s tongue down his gullet, a groan was released, brows began to furrow along with a blissful groaning sigh of relief from the Prince’s nostrils.. he only suckled, grazing his tongue along the man’s lightly salted skin.Intermingling tastes, salivating as he swallowed. Nothing had hit him, only the heat, copper and iron. His.