[Douman is usually one to initiate things. To have Omi do something like this is a twist they're finding they enjoy - Douman leans their head back to allow the man more room to move.]
[Their fingernails tickle along Omi's spine upwards as they hum, pleased.]
[A low rumbling at the back of their mouth, like a purr, comes at the question - it doesn't help that when they draw their lips back, slightly, a sharp fang can be seen.]
[And that sure is a lovely sensation - the sudden sharpness of pain, and the instant release of pleasure down the spine. Douman digs their fingernails into Omi's back, the other hand moving down to grab a handful of Omi's ass to give it a squeeze.]
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[Their fingernails tickle along Omi's spine upwards as they hum, pleased.]
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Would you mind a few bites?
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Please.
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As soon as he's given permission he bites down on their shoulder, hard enough to leave a mark.]
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[And that sure is a lovely sensation - the sudden sharpness of pain, and the instant release of pleasure down the spine. Douman digs their fingernails into Omi's back, the other hand moving down to grab a handful of Omi's ass to give it a squeeze.]
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He groans at he feeling of their hands and nails before moving down and placing another bite. This time he sucks, intent on leaving a lasting mark.
One of his hands trails down Douman's body, down to their crotch.]
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[The shifting of fingers down makes Douman hiss, his hips unconsciously moving up against that wandering hand.]
Mmm. Touch me more. Please.
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[At the request, his hands go down to wrap around his dick, moving his hand slowly to feel them hardening.]
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[Douman lets out a whimper - shifting close, he leans in his head to lick the side of Omi's face, shuddering.]
More of that.
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You sound so good.