This Boy Is On... : Mickey and James
Mickey almost bent over to kiss James, but he saw the fangs. While the djinni had some experience with vampires, it'd been a while. He still knew that a vampire with a certain lack of control wasn't the most responsible of decision-makers, and their mouth was something you shouldn't be around.
Instead, Mickey fixed his dark eyes on James, locking their gazes as he moved. "I'm pretty... pretty sure I'm more than an eight." As if to emphasize his point, Mickey drove forward, burying himself to the absolute hilt.
Fuck, James was tight.
His strong hands wrapped around James legs, holding him for purchase. As he did so, Mickey began to pound in earnest, loving the fact that he got James to fuck. Let's see what other noises the pretty little vampire could make...