Dantalion
but you can't be free
"I don't know, honestly," Danta murmurs, the words barely audible thanks to being mumbled into Sunjata's chest. "Figured you'd be too uptight to--" Whatever he's going to say next stutters into a moan as the Flood's fingers wrap around him, Danta pressing a fanged smile against one of the many silvery scars on the other man's neck. The grip against his horns and his cock is already enough of a turn on, without this half-god serenading him with moans of pleasure and encouraging him to have and take and fuck.
"Would you?" he whispers, his back arching to feel the tendrils of hot water spiralling down his spine and across his hips. "Good, because I plan to - hard." One hand presses into the warm stone beneath them, the other sneaking beneath Sunjata to caress his lower back, guiding him up so he can tease himself further against the Flood.
"Mmm, speaking of uptight," he all but snarls, surging forward to bury himself deeply in the other man with just as little warning as his prior ministrations. And Danta doesn't waste time, his hips rolling hard and deep as he throws patience to the wind.
"Would you?" he whispers, his back arching to feel the tendrils of hot water spiralling down his spine and across his hips. "Good, because I plan to - hard." One hand presses into the warm stone beneath them, the other sneaking beneath Sunjata to caress his lower back, guiding him up so he can tease himself further against the Flood.
"Mmm, speaking of uptight," he all but snarls, surging forward to bury himself deeply in the other man with just as little warning as his prior ministrations. And Danta doesn't waste time, his hips rolling hard and deep as he throws patience to the wind.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
