Alfred purrs at the kisses, squirming a little under the tender caress that passes over his backside - and he giggles a little at the squeeze, breathlessly pressing back against Herbert's hand. Idly, he plays a little with the ends of his lover's hair, running slender fingers through it and watching the way it shines.
"I - yes. I can see how. I am...I think I am still...glad to give that to you, most of the time, but-" He swallows hard, mouth still dry from all his hissing and moaning.
"But this is...nice. And I...love you. And love learning this with you, every bit." He bites his lip a little, dragging his fang against it and dropping the volume of his voice to a sultry whisper. "And I...I know we aren't...quite done, either."
"Oh, you eager little thing," Herbert purrs, spidering his fingers over Alfred's sides. "No, we're not done yet. I would still love to make love to you.
That is," he says with a mock pout, "If you're not bored of me, yet."
The words make him groan softly, writhing a little under the hands against his ribcage. He would be a little embarrassed about just how eager he is...but he can't bring himself to be, not really, not anymore. He knows Herbert likes it.
"Never, Engel," he chuckles. "I could never be bored of you."
"In that case..." Herbert stretches out on top of Alfred, lying between his legs, their hips pressed together. One hand comes up to stroke his cheek tenderly as he presses a delicate kiss to his mouth. "Would you permit me to make love to you, my sun and stars?"
The feeling of his lover sprawling over his body, the firm weight of the larger man settling against him...they make him groan a little, a placid smile pulling at his lips even as he returns that soft kiss.
"Yes...yes, Herbert. Please. I would love for you to. I would - love to feel you."
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"I - yes. I can see how. I am...I think I am still...glad to give that to you, most of the time, but-" He swallows hard, mouth still dry from all his hissing and moaning.
"But this is...nice. And I...love you. And love learning this with you, every bit." He bites his lip a little, dragging his fang against it and dropping the volume of his voice to a sultry whisper. "And I...I know we aren't...quite done, either."
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That is," he says with a mock pout, "If you're not bored of me, yet."
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"Never, Engel," he chuckles. "I could never be bored of you."
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"Yes...yes, Herbert. Please. I would love for you to. I would - love to feel you."