"Oh, mm, yes," Herbert purrs, stroking his fingers over Alfred's chest and nuzzling at the scar on his neck. "It's meant to be pleasurable, for both the vampire and the one being bitten. So they want to come back and be bitten again." If they haven't been drained, but -- not something to mention right now.
Well, that definitely confirms that Sarah did it wrong. But regardless of his complicated feelings about the girl, he can't really blame her, can he? She had only been a vampire for about thirty seconds.
"I... yes, I did. I...I really did." A moment of hesitation - he's trying his hardest to come out of his shell, to talk about this.
"I, ah...I also...really liked...when you scratched me? Dug your n-nails in?"
"Oh? Wonderful, I'll keep in mind to do that again." Herbert shifts a little to stretch out half on top of Alfred, fingers playing lightly over his chest as they talk. "I liked you being forceful. I liked that you moved the bed about a foot forward."
The affirmation, the way Herbert rolls on top of him - Alfred fairly purrs, a low rumbling in his chest, his hands moving to comb over and over again through his hair in a gentle motion.
"I'm...glad you liked that part, because I... couldn't help it. I can't quite, ah...always control my strength, yet."
"I think if we shifted the bed against the wall, we might end up cracking the headboard. But I wouldn't be too terribly sorry about that, if I'm perfectly honest."
Alfred swallows hard at this, eyes darting briefly up to the headboard, then back to Herbert. The insinuation hasn't been lost, not at all, and so he says the most suggestive thing he can think to say back:
"Oh you can, can you?" Herbert teases, rolling to stretch out on top of Alfred to kiss him. "You're so very talented with your hands. As you've proven tonight. In spades, my love."
"Well you take direction very well. I thought I was going to go absolutely mad, the way your fingers were moving. I'll have to file down my nails and let you experience it, at some point. Just so you know what it feels like.
Besides," he says, kissing Alfred's chin. "I enjoy watching you squirm."
The thought of THAT makes Alfred's eyes widen, makes him swallow hard. As his chin is kissed, he instinctively cants his head a little to give Herbert more access.
"...You would - really do that? For me?" He knows full well how fussy Herbert is about his nails, after all. The sentiment is touching.
Herbert heaves a dramatic sigh, looking faux-resigned.
"It would be a sacrifice, but they will grow back. And besides, it would be worth it to see your face when I find that sneaky little spot inside you that will make your spine melt."
"That's exactly what happened. You managed to find that perfect little place that made me feel -- mm." He gives an exaggerated little shiver and pretends to melt on top of Alfred, resting his head against his chest with a sigh.
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"Did you enjoy it? I thought you were delicious."
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"I... yes, I did. I...I really did." A moment of hesitation - he's trying his hardest to come out of his shell, to talk about this.
"I, ah...I also...really liked...when you scratched me? Dug your n-nails in?"
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"I'm...glad you liked that part, because I... couldn't help it. I can't quite, ah...always control my strength, yet."
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Alfred swallows hard at this, eyes darting briefly up to the headboard, then back to Herbert. The insinuation hasn't been lost, not at all, and so he says the most suggestive thing he can think to say back:
"...Well, I can fix it."
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"Well, I'm - I'm glad I could - ah - put my hands to good use."
He reddens a little, but he's smiling fondly, eyes soft. "I had never...done that before."
On someone else, anyway. But even in terms of personal experimentation he had never gotten all that far.
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Besides," he says, kissing Alfred's chin. "I enjoy watching you squirm."
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"...You would - really do that? For me?" He knows full well how fussy Herbert is about his nails, after all. The sentiment is touching.
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"It would be a sacrifice, but they will grow back. And besides, it would be worth it to see your face when I find that sneaky little spot inside you that will make your spine melt."
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"Is...is THAT what happened, when you asked me to press upward?"
Some of the books he had looked at suggested something like that for women, but... everything about pleasuring another man is new to him.
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"It was perfection."