Th || Draekov X Andy - Tumblr Posts
"if it's any solace, you aren't the first to have screamed something to that affect with me though it has been centuries since it happened last," draekov teased. pushing himself up to sit on the bed, wiping some of the sweat from his face before nonchalantly trailing his finger through the remnants of andy's orgasm on his chest. licking it from his finger, he then looked back over at the other man with a smirk as he made no effort to cover himself; he had been alive for too long to be restrained by modesty.
"remind me what your name was," he licked his lips as he watched the man begin moving to assumedly find his clothes. "i'm not sure half the things i called you would be considered polite depending on whose around," he teased, "and it's been awhile since i've found someone able to keep up with me. speaking of, you're not planning to leave already are you?"
anyone else might have been drained from such a rough, hard session like what had just transpired between the two of them but the vampire had just freshly fed before finding andy to distract himself with. long story short, the vampire still had plenty of energy left. "you young things are always in such a hurry," he joked. "what? you aren't going to offer to at least try and return the favor?" reaching over, draekov loosely gripped onto andy's wrist and gently pulled on him in an attempt to get him closer; and to stop him from gathering his clothes. "if you're more of a-- how do you young things say it? a pillow princess? if you're more of a pillow princess, that's alright too. this time, instead of making you scream thank you, i can fuck you until you can't even stand let alone get back to work. either way, pet, stay. we still have plenty of time to have some fun."
Working at the Red Death has been... interesting, to say the least. The clientele seems to have very specific, shared kinks. Lots of Twilight fans, lots of roleplaying... Maybe there's some kind of a group thing here, who knows. But Andy didn't care; it was good money and it's a good place to find a hook up after work. The private rooms are so much better than fucking in the bathroom or back alley or parking lot, or going all the way back to either of their places.
This guy definitely caught his eyes at the club and it didn't take that much, neither time nor convincing, before they were fucking. Andy jerks himself to climax with one hand and teasing and caressing the man's nipple. All the while his ass is working overtime taking the intense fucking. It's impossible to contain himself when he explodes all over that broad chest. He can't even remember what he said during that.
"I might have... screamed something like that." Andy admits, grinning like an idiot before collapsing on top of the man. "You fucked my brain out so I'm not liable for what came out of my mouth. That was, a lot." He just lies there for a moment and catches his breath.
He slowly rolls over to the side and lies there for a second. "But hey, thank you. I needed that after the day I had." His shift was long and tedious, and someone spilled their drinks on him. He sits back up and starts looking for his shirts.
