Oh. Oh, that...that thought, the thought of touching himself in front of Herbert, of the way he would look watching him - between it and the little shift, Alfred's soft little groans turn to something more visceral, more lewd as his body begins to respond in earnest to what is happening.
"I would...like nothing more, my moonlight," he murmurs, his voice taking that hoarse, needy tone the older vampire is getting to know very, very well.
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Date: 2022-02-02 07:28 am (UTC)"I would...like nothing more, my moonlight," he murmurs, his voice taking that hoarse, needy tone the older vampire is getting to know very, very well.