"I think I've already succeeded in tempting you," Vepar pointed out just before he closed his mouth around his bed mate's, the action lazy but no less heated than before. He fed Beelzebub a deep moan before he broke it, teeth grazing along Beelzebub's bottom lip.
Beelzebub was enchanting and intoxicating, demanding of attention, even from the oft wayward Vepar. Finally, he gave in to his own temptation and moved those bits of hair from Beelzebub's forehead as he took another pull from his Camel. "I thought for sure you'd be holed up in a basement right now," he commented off handedly.