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The book of love is long and boring
The smack on his ass was enough to make Sam shake with pleasure, but as Loren took his hand away and the command - if he wasn't very good at following directions, Sam might have come right there. "I-I'm sorry sir, I'll wait." His voice was breathless and needy, immediately the picture of an obedient slut, slipping into the role so easily, humming encouragingly as his neck was bit; how he wished marks would stay where they were made.
Then the thrusting began in earnest and there was nothing else to do but let his head be dragged back and scream his moans to the ceiling; his neighbours would hear but he didn't care, only wanting to be used be Loren and to be told he was doing well; the wrist pushed into his mouth was soon bitten on command, Sam growling low in his throat as he drank down more blood, the predatory side of his Ascended hunger very satisfied indeed, even as he submitted entirely to Loren, hands purposefully held up to press against the wall so it was obvious he wasn't using them on himself. With the surge of new pleasure from the bite he pushed back hard on Loren's cock with each thrust, needing release badly.
Then the thrusting began in earnest and there was nothing else to do but let his head be dragged back and scream his moans to the ceiling; his neighbours would hear but he didn't care, only wanting to be used be Loren and to be told he was doing well; the wrist pushed into his mouth was soon bitten on command, Sam growling low in his throat as he drank down more blood, the predatory side of his Ascended hunger very satisfied indeed, even as he submitted entirely to Loren, hands purposefully held up to press against the wall so it was obvious he wasn't using them on himself. With the surge of new pleasure from the bite he pushed back hard on Loren's cock with each thrust, needing release badly.
No one can lift the damn thing
