I remember the polished floor beneath my back and biting my own hand to keep myself from crying out. The coven was full of gossip when I returned with the buttons torn from my shirt.
[ Armand hums the memory across their mental connection, arching up into Louis' hands as he drapes his arms around the younger vampire's neck. Blood sparkling between them, sweet and dark. He gives himself up willingly into the kiss, into whatever Louis wants to do to his body, bending to his will like a tree leaning into the storm, safe in the knowledge that their roots will survive the tumult.
He's hard beneath the cotton fabric of his trousers and presses himself up against Louis, needy and pliant, kissing him with rising desire. ]
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[ Armand hums the memory across their mental connection, arching up into Louis' hands as he drapes his arms around the younger vampire's neck. Blood sparkling between them, sweet and dark. He gives himself up willingly into the kiss, into whatever Louis wants to do to his body, bending to his will like a tree leaning into the storm, safe in the knowledge that their roots will survive the tumult.
He's hard beneath the cotton fabric of his trousers and presses himself up against Louis, needy and pliant, kissing him with rising desire. ]
Sate your hunger in me. Devour me.