Cain begged so well. Jimmy liked hearing the pleading, needy, little monster laid out before him. He let him go on and on, the wait not being longer than a minute, but for Cain the vampire guessed it felt like an eternity. Only when the boy was backing up onto him, some ill attempt at impaling himself, did Jimmy finally say, “Well, if you insist.”
He let a glob of spit fall from his lips and onto his member, using his free hand to spread it out. Cain was still wet from tongue and lubed fingers and so Jimmy didn’t reach for a new packet. Besides, he wanted that first moment to hurt a little. What joy was there in pleasure if one didn’t suffer a little first? He drove himself in, feeling Cain’s walls give way. He moaned in glorious exhale as he fully inserted himself. He resisted the urge to go straight to a merciless tempo and cum. It was what Cain wanted, but he’d have to work for that too. Nothing in life was free.
He began to get a good rhythm going, an almost mechanical set of thrusts, aiming slightly up. He grabbed Cain’s legs to better support the human’s body as he thrust into it., and started to speed up, his partner’s moans, pleas and jittery reactions to the fucking all the incentive he needed to increase his pace. The inside of this boy felt amazing and Jimmy already had day dreams of fucking Cain well into the future. He hadn’t come here to top tonight. In reality, he’d been more of a receptive partner in recent years. However, for Cain, he would be anything the boy wanted. The more he was pleased, the more grateful he’d be. The more grateful he was, the more he would trust him later.
He finally reached the merciless tempo Cain had requested, and he was impressed that Cain could take such a repeated beating. He wasn’t often allowed to fuck as hard as he was currently, and as Cain screamed, called out his name, and whimpered Jimmy felt an odd sense of peace he usually only got from hard drugs. The human had to be in that threshold between pain and pleasure, and Jimmy liked he couldn’t tell exactly how much was which. The profesional fucking machine looked down at his partner, the vampire’s smooth body being the resting place for the human’s thick thighs. He caught Cain’s eyes, and the human might finally see that this was not the kind hearted doctor he’d met at the beginning of the night. This man was a hungry, manipulative beast, and he’d eat Cain alive till he was hollow. Perhaps the human would see nothing of the sort. Jimmy was amazed what he could get away with in the throes of passion. He finished, warning Cain, but not pulling out even if the other requested it. He’d pretend not to hear if that was the case. After all, it wasn’t like he could get him pregnant so what did it matter?
Cain hadn’t finished yet, and Jimmy had an idea. “When I tell you, rub yourself till you finish. Trust me.” With that, Jimmy pulled himself out and moved down to Cain’s leg. The boy’s pulse was wild, the beating drum music to Jimmy’s ears. He kissed the spot so near the groin and uttered, “go,” before biting down. He didn’t even need the blood, but there would be no way that Cain wouldn’t finish now, and it may even be the best orgasm of his life if he’d never finished this way before. Once he had taken a small amount more of the human’s blood, he sealed the wound. Now, naked, wet, and momentarily satisfied, Jimmy sat on the ground near where he’d just bit. He said nothing. He didn’t need to. He knew it was good.
