He loved the sound of the slave's breathing, how deep and gasping it was. If he concentrated, he could hear Samandriel's heart thumping, his pulse strong and rhythmic in his veins. He leaned forwards and caught Samandriel's lower lip between his teeth.
"Of course," he murmured, nipping at the full, soft flesh. He moved away and selected a plug and a bottle of lubricant, taking his time to coat the shaft with the slippery substance before moving around to the slave's back. He slid the head of the plug between the firm buttocks and stroked it over the entrance to the angel's body before pulling Samandriel's head back into a deep, meltingly hungry kiss. The vampire's tongue pressed deep between Samandriel's lips as he pressed the plug slowly inside the boy's body, fucking the salve's mouth with his tongue even as he moved the plug back and forth for a few moments before settling it as deeply as it could go inside the slave.
"How does that feel?" he asked, mouth still hovering less than an inch from Samandriel's own.