[Seasonal Event] Escape From/To You

Samuel Though I know I should know better Well, I can make this work Is it just part of the process? Well, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, it hurts There were scratches made at his hip bones and bites at his neck; Sam knew he would have marks now for a while and the thought made him even harder than he had been. Everyone would know he had been with Remi, that he had been claimed. The thought made him lean further back, hold Remi's claws harder into his hips. He was momentarily distracted by the feeling of sudden cold and when he glanced down, they were both naked and...surrounded by rose petals? He couldn't help the slightly hysterical laugh that left him or the delighted smile pressed into Remi's cheek, at odd with the vibe; which he immediately was reminded of as he was pressed to the wall. The request made of him was both enticing and horribly unfair, but he nodded and before he'd even considered it, found himself whispering: "Yes, S-sir." Remi's hand on him was delicious, still a new enough sensation to make his hands shake and his voice immediately transform into half-gasped moans. Sam tried to turn his head and kiss Remi as he was touched, his arousal clear in the way his cock hardened but also in the way his lips parted to gasp every few seconds. He wasn't going to cum, not yet, but he knew there would come a point where he desperately needed to but Remi might not let him. That idea made his hips jerk and his body arch.