" I get that. Used to be the same way. "

He then cracked a faint smile.

" It's a difficult habit to break. "

" Don't apologize for something outta your control. "

Pat pats her head.

Looking over.

" Allergies? "

He's such a fan of ironic situations—.

Oh — he did.

Glancing over his shoulder, he'd eye the ghost curiously.

" Fancy seein' you here. "

× plunge right back in; adding an inch in with his comeback.

Letting out a faint exhale, he would begin to pump into Him at a slow, steady pace — each time, adding a little more length.

Someone as tight as Him, he wanted to make sure He didn't accidentally tear.

" 𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸, 𝘿𝙤𝙡𝙡—. "

Slowly sinking further in, the demon would tighten his grip of His thighs, the sensation of His ass squeezing his cock so tightly sending his mind into a locked state of euphoria.

" You ... are most definitely.. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚. "

At about halfway in, Sebastian would carefully begin to pull out, only to ×

× fixated on that beloved sight.

Now was the time to find out His limits.

× shaft.

Leaning back, he would grab His thighs, raise up His waist and position himself before very slowly pushing the tip of his erection against His hole, slowly sinking in, carefully as to ensure His comfort.

Letting out a faint groan, the demon would bite at his bottom lip, yellow eyes ×

Pulling away from His neck, he would glide his tongue against the surface as to taste that sweet red liquid that would leak from the fresh puncture marks.

" With pleasure. "
He'd grumble.

Quickly moving to unfasten his jeans, he would shimmy them down a little to reveal the 16" long, girthy ×

× waist.

Trailing his lips down from His lips, to His jaw, to His neck, the demon would plant a kiss or two to His skin; parting his lips to sink his canines against aforementioned skin.

" If you insist. "

Leaning further in, Sebastian would press his lips against His firmly before climbing up onto the bed, a distinct bulge adorning his jeans.
Releasing His wrists, he would reach down and grip His thighs, raising them up before spreading them out to rest on either side of his ×

× explicit, aggressive thoughts.

Hoisting himself up, the 8.9 ft demon would soon make his way closer to Vladimir, leaning over and gripping His wrists, he would pin them down to the mattress below; forcing him to remain on His back.

" Now. Would you like my 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺 now er later? "

" Sensitive — I'm not worried about that. We can take things nice 'nd slow if you want. Last thing I wanna do it hurt 'cha. "

Something about the submission in His voice made his insides stir in a primal sense. While controllable, it was definitely something that would make his mind wander to ×