Thread: Love Bites (luvy x Hatter x lemondrop)

The wry smile of amusement on Nyxs lips at Olivers response faded whenever the demon turned fully to face him. No amount of wasting away could unsettle his handsome features, but he was sunken in, dark and hollow and exhausted looking. The sight of it turned the vampires lips down in concern. You poor love, he murmured, lifting a hand to run through Olivers light hair as soft, knowing lips were placed against his own throat. His resolve or what little he had left to mind his manners with his lovers would-be lover in the next room shattering as he parted his lips to allow Olivers sanctuary, using his strength to his advantage over the weakened incubus. It was all he could do not to follow Olivers mouth as he pulled away, seeking more. I see that, he responded, leaning his head into the exploring touches. His own hands had dropped, surveying the damage wrought in his absence. His long fingers traced familiarly over each rib, counting them as he went, and continuing down to his jutting hip bones before tracing his fingertips over the inner curve of his pelvic bone. I should be ashamed of myself for leaving you here alone with her, he muttered, only a hint of annoyance evident as he tore his gaze from the cool cerulean eyes of the other man to trail kisses down his chest. He was angry with himself for not being able to stay, but even more frustrated with Ralia. She might has well be a sodding nun, for all the good she was to Oliver. But the demon was slowly but surely falling in love with the girl. Smitten. And it was doing him no favors. Shes eating you up, he mumbled as his lips brushed over his navel, edging ever slowly downward. Hed already managed to slip out of his shirt, breaking several unimportant buttons in the process, so the garment lay where it was strewn on the floor. His pants were a whole other matter that he hadnt the patience for. His concerns were only for Oliver, and what his poor neglected lover currently needed. Come here, Nyx ordered, unsure if he was taking hold of his hypnotism to lord over the man or not as he lifted one of his knees to the edge of the marble bath. He traced the tip of his tongue over the demons length, stopping to envelop only his head between his lips and twirl his experienced tongue around the tip. His first favor of the night, as he had much more planned if Oliver didnt take control first. Which, one his initial need was sated, was all too likely. Nyxus would surely be exhausted before morning. He raised his dark blue eyes to catch Olivers through his lashes, and slid forward to take him up to the hilt. Had he not learned long ago exactly which way to tilt his head to take him more deeply, the vampire may have gagged. The warm swathe lasted only a moment though, as he pulled back, paused to sink his teeth into the tender flesh of his cock just deep enough to draw a thin but steady trickle of blood from the now engorged appendage, and slipped down over him again, beginning a steady rhythm. Sucking and swallowing all liquid that trickled to his tongue. One hand remained firmly on the demons bottom, nails beginning to dig while the other reached up to his sac. This touch was far gentler, fondling each side gently between thumb and forefinger while he used his long middle finger to lightly stroke the tender skin behind. His little pink haired lover couldnt do this, he thought with a moan of satisfaction, allowing his eyes for fall shut and his thoughts to return to all of the other naughty things he could do with Oliver at his mercy.