The way that Herbert is looking at him right now, the desire in his eyes...oh, it's burning in his chest, making him feel breathless and fluttery and vicious all at once. Hearing his name said like that is intoxicating, and he - he can't help it.
Climbing onto the bed between Herbert's legs, he kneels over his lover - making a show of sliding one slender hand down into the lacy underwear, fangs bearing in a little hiss of pleasure as he gives himself a few slow strokes.
"You're beautiful, Engel," he rasps, all the while his hand moving, moving, moving just out of sight behind the crimson lace. "Look at what you're doing to me."
"Touch yourself. Slowly. I want - mmnh - to watch you."
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Date: 2022-02-20 07:40 am (UTC)Climbing onto the bed between Herbert's legs, he kneels over his lover - making a show of sliding one slender hand down into the lacy underwear, fangs bearing in a little hiss of pleasure as he gives himself a few slow strokes.
"You're beautiful, Engel," he rasps, all the while his hand moving, moving, moving just out of sight behind the crimson lace. "Look at what you're doing to me."
"Touch yourself. Slowly. I want - mmnh - to watch you."