Page 31 of Roman

“Oh God. Oh holy shit. Oh fuck.” He couldn’t stop the babbling. Nothing had ever felt quite so good. He could feel his cock leaking precum onto his stomach as he faintly registered the sounds of Roman growling and…gulping?

Almost as soon as it had begun, it was over.

Danny felt the soft, wet touch of Roman’s tongue licking at the bite, closing the wound. The tingling sensation ebbed, leaving behind a feeling of loose-limbed contentment.

But Danny’s cock was still achingly hard, flushed and pulsing against his stomach.

“Sweet. So sweet.” Roman was practically purring, but his voice sounded different, harsher and somehow even deeper. As Danny looked down again to meet black eyes, he realized it was the voice of Roman’s demon talking to him. Was it really his first time hearing Roman talk in his vampire state?

They both stayed where they were, gazing at each other, and then Danny watched as the demon slowly licked the last trickle of Danny’s blood off his lips.

Danny was overcome with the need to show some appreciation. To give something to this demon who apparently wanted him so much, who had brought Roman to Danny’s side.

He reached down and grabbed Roman’s hand, leaning back on the bed and pulling the vampire on top of him. He lifted his head and brushed Roman’s lips with his own. Gentle, hesitant.

He wasn’t sure if the demon even liked kissing. Maybe affection wasn’t its thing?

He felt Roman’s body stiffen briefly only to melt over him. Roman opened his lips, taking control of the kiss, capturing Danny’s tongue with his. Danny could taste the copper tang of his own blood, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care.

This vampire washis.

After a few minutes, he broke the kiss and rested his forehead against Roman’s. “Fuck. Why did that feel so good?”

Roman gave a grunt, and Danny watched as his fangs retracted and the black in his eyes receded, leaving that bright blue. “I imagine it as evolutionary. If done right, a human can receive immense pleasure from a vampire bite. It is easier for us if humans enjoy our feeding on them. Less trauma. Easier to fog their minds afterward, to adjust their memories to remember only the pleasure and not the bite.”

Um. What the fuck?

“You can do that?” Danny gasped. “Affect memories?”

Roman gave a little sigh and nuzzled Danny’s neck. “Our demons can offer…suggestions, hold compulsions. It is not foolproof. Not perfect mind control. But it helps keep people from fearing us. From outing us, if you will.”

Danny had to ask. “Have you—do you ever do that with me?”

Roman lifted his head and looked at Danny with soft eyes. “No, lovely Danny. I have never interfered with your thoughts or your emotions. Iwouldnever, except perhaps to spare you pain, if you were hurting.”

“Vampire anesthesia, huh?” Danny gave what was probably an inappropriate giggle at the thought, and Roman huffed a laugh at him. The act caused their lower bodies to brush against each other, and Danny was made aware that he was half-naked and still rock-hard. As was his vampire.

Roman must have seen the change in his expression, because his eyes filled again with heat, and he began tugging Danny’s shirt over his head.

Danny melted back against the bed as Roman began raining soft kisses down his body, stopping to give playful licks to Danny’s nipples, then his belly button. Danny couldn’t help giggling, but it was quickly cut off by a moan as Roman’s next stop was to engulf Danny’s cock with his mouth in one go.

“Fuck. Yes.” Danny’s breath grew ragged as Roman gave long, hard pulls on his cock. “Oh my God. Fuck. Rome. Not gonna last.”

Roman hummed his approval, sending a shock wave of pleasure through Danny’s body, and then released Danny’s cock from his mouth with a soft pop. “Good. Let go, little king,” he crooned.

Danny clenched the sheets underneath him as Roman resumed his task with enthusiasm, wrapping his tongue around Danny’s length as he sucked him mercilessly.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Yes. Yes. I’m gonna—” He lifted a hand to tug at Roman’s black locks in warning, but Roman ignored him, solely focused on Danny’s pleasure.

Danny exploded with a groan, spurting into Roman’s mouth.

The vampire looked up at him, once again slowly licking his lips, this time to gather the remains of Danny’s cum off them. “Every part of you is delicious,” he purred.

He rose from his kneeling position and began unbuttoning his own shirt, staring down at Danny with unnerving focus. Danny could only stare back at him, his body boneless from his orgasm. He had yet to see much of Roman’s bare skin, their last encounter having ended with Roman still almost fully clothed. True, he’dfeltthe muscles, but as Roman finished with his shirt, pulling it off his torso, all Danny could think was,Oh good goddamn.

His vampire was lean but still well muscled, his body reminding Danny of the Olympic rowers he’d used to drool over on TV when he was first realizing he wanted to kiss other boys.

Danny wondered if the vampirism contributed to that flawless physique or if Roman had been that way even as a human. Either way, he gave a little prayer of thanks to whatever higher power was clearly cosmically rewarding him for being such a good boy.

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