[Dorian gasps, and then groans deeply, at the familiar, and much missed, pain of fangs driving into his neck. It's just as exquisite as he remembers, and with every audible swallow of his own blood, he can feel the heightening of sensation in his body stitching them together again. His hold on Toby firms as the man draws from him, because he needs to keep the man close to him in this moment. He needs to truly feel how this is going to be his reality again, lest he wake up in a few hours and be made to wonder if it really happened, or that it was all, the way it has been, a nightmare.
He doesn't want to bear even another moment of that, now that he has Toby back again.
When the other man finally pulls away, Dorian exhales shakily, and opens his eyes to the burning of brilliant and sumptuous colours all around them both. Everything is as beautiful and picturesque as it always is whenever Toby bites him, and now more than ever he knows why. This is his life, when he has the vampire in it - only when he has Toby in it.
How did he manage to keep dragging himself through his existence, without this? The thought only makes his need, and desire, for the other man that much more urgent. Reaching out, he captures Toby's face in his hands, and brings them together in a passionate, and bloodstained kiss. He holds it for as long as he can manage, and then draws away with a breath, to start pulling at his pants, and every other scrap of clothing still on his body.]
I can't wait another second, [he needs this man to fuck him, now] I need you now.
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He doesn't want to bear even another moment of that, now that he has Toby back again.
When the other man finally pulls away, Dorian exhales shakily, and opens his eyes to the burning of brilliant and sumptuous colours all around them both. Everything is as beautiful and picturesque as it always is whenever Toby bites him, and now more than ever he knows why. This is his life, when he has the vampire in it - only when he has Toby in it.
How did he manage to keep dragging himself through his existence, without this? The thought only makes his need, and desire, for the other man that much more urgent. Reaching out, he captures Toby's face in his hands, and brings them together in a passionate, and bloodstained kiss. He holds it for as long as he can manage, and then draws away with a breath, to start pulling at his pants, and every other scrap of clothing still on his body.]
I can't wait another second, [he needs this man to fuck him, now] I need you now.