One of Romain's hands slithered down his back and over the curve of his ass, long fingers brushing against his skin as the vampire readied himself to bite. Darcy had expected it; the hand resting against his hair gave away his master's intentions and caused the boy's pulse to race.
Nervous or excited? He wasn't sure.
And then Romain's fangs pierced his skin. He'd expected it to hurt, and although he definitely felt the puncture marks Romain made on his neck, it wasn't unpleasant. Darcy wasn't sure how much playing with himself affected the experience, but he doubted he'd be so worried about it when Romain came back for a second taste of him.
His fingers had curled and pressed into the vampire's shoulder upon penetration, accompanied by a soft half-moan, but as Romain settled into his feeding Darcy's hand brushed against the back of his neck and up into his thick, dark hair.
Darcy found himself moaning off and on even more as Romain's fingers teased him. Combined with the hand that was busy rubbing up and down his cock and the oddly pleasurable nature of his master's feed, he was struggling to hold back.