Hungry Like The Wolf (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

He bit his lip and supressed another shudder. "O-Only if you need to.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"The old man will be here all night~ we can go to my home and relax~" He said.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"R-Relax, right.." Sylas said with a knowing playful tone.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He smirked and suddenly stood, "I'm gonna take this milk sop to bed. Can't hold his liquor to save his life."
"Bah! Get him out of here!" Haskell waved his hand and Ulric hoisted Sylas up.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas laughed and slumped a bit, his face flushed.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He chuckled and carted him to a small house in thr very back of the village. "Home sweet home."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Dirty old man you are..~ Gonna take advantage of me~?" He joked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I always take advantage of you, boy, what are you talkin about?" He smirked, taking him to the back bedroom.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas flushed gently. "W-Well, that you do~"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"You enjoy when I take advantage of you~" He growled before throwing him onto the bed.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas gasped and moaned quietly and weakly. "O-Oh, do I~?" He said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"You do. You're a harlot and you love it." He stated gruffly.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He shuddered and bit his lip. "I-I'm not so sure, Ulric~"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Liar." He growled lowly, almost aggressively.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas fought a shudder and a moan. "I-I don't know what you mean.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He scowled and inched closer, "Oh, you don't?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He swallowed hard. "W-What if I say no?" He asked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I will force a yes out of you." He stated, leaning closer.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Th-Then I stand by my statement." He said, trying to act tough.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He wrapped his hand around Sylas' throat and pinned him down firmly,snarling lowly.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas gasped and grabbed his wrist, his eyes rolling back.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Not a harlot, huh?" He snarled, "Look at you, you're keeping me from pulling my fucking hand away."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas gasped and let out a raspy moan as he pulled Ulric's hand tighter around his throat.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He smirked sinisterly, wolfishly, before squeezing tighter, "Admit you're a whore, Sylas."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas gasped and let out a low moan, his face darkly flushed.