"Good boy..." Romain muttered as Darcy complied with his request. It pleased Romain to see him pleasuring himself. It was always such an intimate thing, to be a witness to someone giving themselves pleasure. It was also very telling of the persons preferences, when they were honest with themselves.
As he teased over Darcy's neck his long fingers caressed over the boy's back, following his spine as his back curved, one hand up to cup the back of Darcy's head, the other down over his round behind. He lightly ran his fingers over his boy's ass just as he found that sweet spot and, finally, his fangs sank into the pale neck presented to him. Immediately the sweet taste of Darcy's blood flooded his mouth. Warm and heady. Moaning he squeezed Darcy's behind and slipped two fingers down between his cheeks until they brushed over his opening, teasing his boy some more as he enjoyed his taste.