And now, all of that came rushing back and Viktor had to stifle a moan of his own as he listened to Florian pleasuring himself… The sudden rush of blood to Viktor’s crotch left him feeling almost woozy and he sinks onto the edge of his bed…
No. He wasn’t going to do that — not thinking about his boss’s son– not thinking about the man he was paid to protect… But oh god, he hears Florian’s muffled orgasmic scream and he can’t help himself — his hand is wrapped around his cock and Viktor groans softly…
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[When Viktor pushes Florian onto the bed he already has some vague idea of what to expect when he removes the smaller man’s clothing… Undoing the buttons of the velvet shirt Florian is wearing, Viktor feels his cock stir at the sight of Florian’s soft breasts, fat puffy nipples and thin covering of pale white chest hair that matches pigment less hue of the hair on Florian’s head. Florian’s mouth is open as he draws in desperate gasps… with his lips parted like this, Viktor can see that the dhampir’s fangs have extended to their full length — no, not as long or sharp as a full vampire but certainly long and sharp enough to draw blood with ease. If Viktor didn’t know as much about vampires as he did, he might have felt anxiety… But he knew that it was more than just hunger that caused their fangs to extend like that…
He begins to place soft kisses on Florian’s chest, nibbling at his nipples and breasts as Florian writhes beneath him, moaning softly. He truly cant wait to remove Florian’s jeans as well — to reveal the sight of his glistening pussy and large, stiff clit.
“Ah! Viktor! Just like that — play with my breasts just like that! Gah– oh your mouth feels so good!”]
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“Nnn…Fuck…” Viktor growls, thrusting into his hand as he pumps his cock with it, breathing heavily.
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[Florian suddenly goes rigid beneath him — reaching his peak only from having his nipples sucked… but Viktor ached to see him cumming again. To hear the noises Florian made and watch the pleasure flutter across his face. Viktor leaves flurries of kisses down Florian’s body, kissing along the waistband of his jeans and then down over the fly. Even through the thick denim, Viktor can smell Florian’s intense arousal — the wetness of his cunt… Fuck, he’s sure he can feel the heat rising from the flesh. Florian’s hips buck upwards, shoving his crotch into Viktor’s face and he can’t stop himself from smiling at how desperate the other man is. He starts kissing Florian through the jeans, pressing his lips down hard on him, causing Florian to cry out suddenly. His scream is husky, almost hoarse, catching in the back of his throat.
“OH! FUCK!” Florian moans, twining his fingers into Viktor’s hair.
“What do you want, Florian? How do you want me to make you cum?” Viktor growls, looking up over the landscape of Florian’s soft body at the dhampir’s bright pink cheeks, half lidded eyes and open mouth.
“Fuck me!” Florian pants, his hands moving down to the closure of his jeans, trying to get them unbuttoned but fumbling. “Please, oh god Viktor I need your cock inside me!”
Viktor makes quick work of getting Florian freed from his clothing, feeling a sudden jolt of increasing arousal when he finally gets the boxers down and sees Florian’s swollen lower lips and fat, rigid clit… the scent of the dhampir’s arousal is almost too intense for him to handle — faintly coppery like a vampire’s but not quite. Every one of Florian’s bodily fluids had a faint, rosy tint to it and his glistening wet cunt made Viktor groan. He brings their mouths together in a sudden, harsh kiss, slipping two fingers into Florian with ease. Florian bucks underneath him, moaning into the kiss and returning Viktor’s passion as if his life depended on it. He tastes ever so faintly of blood.
The sound Florian makes beneath him when Viktor finally pushes his cock into him is some mix of pained and pleasured and Viktor struggles slightly to push the entirety of himself into Florian’s spasming hole.
“AH — OH FUCK!” Florian screams when Viktor is finally fully sheathed inside of him. Viktor moans softly. Despite how aroused he is, Florian is still tight, squeezing his dick like he’s trying to milk it. It’s like heaven. ]
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“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight, Florian!”
Viktor cries out. He’s not normally this loud while masturbating but something about this fantasy loosens his voice. Part of him hopes Florian hears him — hears him getting off to the thought of fucking him, just like the dhampir had gotten off to the thought of being fucked by him…
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[Florian’s screams and desperate moans make holding out genuinely difficult — not that Viktor had any doubt that he’d made Florian cum… The way his cunt had spasmed and his clit had jerked and he’d squirted his juices all over Viktor’s stomach made it clear that Florian had definitely reached his peak multiple times.
“AH! CUM IN ME!” Florian screams. “PLEASE!” He nibbles at Viktor’s shoulder, digging his sharp nails into his back.”I WANT IT, I NEED IT. I NEED YOUR CUM IN MY SLUTTY PUSSY!”
Viktor, never being one to deny a partner, finally stops trying to hold out. He picks up the pace — ramming into Florian again and again, the bed squeaking in protest beneath them. Viktor thrusts into Florian as hard and as fast as he can, wanting to make sure to give him at least one more orgasm before spilling his load into Florian’s womb. Florian’s cries have become nearly incoherent– just repeating the word “cumming!” over and over again…]
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“FLORIAN!” The orgasm hits Viktor suddenly, thick, hot ropes of cum suddenly spurting from the head of his cock, landing on the floor with a splat.
The scream also hit him out of nowhere, being torn from his throat as his peak hit him. There was no way that anyone awake in that part of the house hadn’t heard him — so if his boss’s son was still awake he had most certainly heard Viktor’s broken, pleasure drunken cry…