Kronid hums low in his throat as he is kissed, nearly purring at the feeling of his cold body pressed against such warmth. He reciprocates the kiss, hungrily, pulling at Georg's shirt now, tugging it clear of his neck, his shoulders.
He pushes his body up against the larger man's, thigh firmly between his legs, pushing him steadily towards the bed.
If Georg finds even a moment of lucidity, he might notice something strange about the kiss...the coppery taste from what had been in the teacup on the stranger's tongue, the point of fangs hidden behind those tight-lipped smiles.
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Date: 2022-03-05 04:08 am (UTC)Kronid hums low in his throat as he is kissed, nearly purring at the feeling of his cold body pressed against such warmth. He reciprocates the kiss, hungrily, pulling at Georg's shirt now, tugging it clear of his neck, his shoulders.
He pushes his body up against the larger man's, thigh firmly between his legs, pushing him steadily towards the bed.
If Georg finds even a moment of lucidity, he might notice something strange about the kiss...the coppery taste from what had been in the teacup on the stranger's tongue, the point of fangs hidden behind those tight-lipped smiles.
It's too late, even if he does notice.