There was no need to force anything. Samandriel's body yielded to the other man. He returned the kiss he was being given right up until his breath caught in his throat and he came messily in his shorts and onto the vampire's hand. The tears returned full force, running down his cheeks.
He hoped at least that when the vampire was through, he would be allowed at least a short while to recover in peace before he began the long, shameful walk home.