mayfairmonster: (Pleasure; Distraction)
Dorian Gray (The Confessions of Dorian Gray) ([personal profile] mayfairmonster) wrote 2021-02-02 02:27 am (UTC)

Dorian's hold on Toby loosens slightly as the other man draws from him, and the once-familiar, gripping feeling of euphoria that comes with this kind of bite washes over him. It's more intense than the short nips to his wrist that Toby's been subsisting on, and it's everything Dorian remembers but hasn't truly felt until this exact moment. He gasps and groans along with the man in his arms, shivering deeply as his every sense is inescapably heightened tenfold. Has he ever really noticed how vibrant the coloring of his bedspread and the walls surrounding them are? Has any of their pain of the past few weeks, any of the sweetness of his lover's care for him, come through so richly as it all seems to be present in their intimacy right now?

Connecting like this feels like taking back something that has always been theirs. Something unnameable has been returned to them, and now that it's here Dorian's more than willing to reach out and grasp it as tightly as he can.

The fervent kiss Toby presses to his lips absolutely is necessary, and once the pleasant spinning in his head clears for even a moment, he's pulling at his lover and deepening it to something needful and filthy. His lover drawing back and then dipping in for more is very welcome, but the moment they part for a necessary breath, he wraps his hands around the sides of the vampire's face to let himself take in a sight he hasn't been able to enjoy like this in more than a year.

"Toby-- Toby, Toby, Toby, hold on." His movements are loose and a little uncoordinated, but full of the ecstatic energy sparking beneath his skin. "I want to look at you."

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