Re: Playrooms
Carrick exhaled in a long,ragged breath as the slave boy's mouth closed around him. The warmth of a mortal mouth was delicious, the tongue stroking against the base of his cock, sending waves of pleasure through him. The boy had been trained well - it seemed he had no trouble taking the hard length deep into his throat.
The vampire leaned forwards slightly, rocking his hips and trusting deeper into the warm softness of the boy's mouth.
"That's it... good. Like that." he thrust harder, his eyes closing as he bent lower, angling himself so that he could push himself deeper into Emrys' mouth with every stroke.
"Yes... take it all. Suck it harder," he gasped. "I want to fuck your throat, slave."