Re: Graveyard Date
Vaughn knew his place. There was absolutely no denying that. From the moment he'd started feeding Mao bits of leftover humans he knew he was complete wrapped around his finger, regardless of what form he took.
But it was also clear that he had a little power, and Vaughn was going to indulge in that as much as he could. His touch continued to be gentle, teasing, chuckling softly at the impatience. And since Mao hadn't forced himself down on his finger yet - which Vaughn had fully expected as soon as he started touching - it was time for a reward.
Pushing in, Vaughn bit back his own moan as the heat of Mao's body enveloped his finger, his cock twitching hard and giving away his own interest in being right there very soon.
"I've never met anyone as impatient as you," he purred. "Who knew that was a kink- although begging is obviously delightful."