"Shall I claim you like that?" Georg purrs, tracing his nails lightly over the sensitive skin of Alfred's throat. "Shall I sink my fangs into you, and allow you to bite me in return? To join us together in a delicious, blood soaked union?" He can smell the scent of Alfred's blood, mixed with the scent of his arousal. It's heady. It's mouthwatering.
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Date: 2022-02-03 05:34 am (UTC)