Hungry Like The Wolf (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[PoisonousIvee]

He moved over and tossed the book away, "I could give you something a little more entertaining."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Oh, is that so..~?" He asked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He nodded, "We'll be sailing alright for now," he started to kiss and bite along his neck, "which means you have my undivided attention."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas made a gasp, his face flushing. "N-Now that you're not worried about your product..~?"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"You mean the items that help fuel your expensive tastes~?" He asked.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Mm I rarely ask for things, I think you just like spoiling me..~" he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Regardless~" He said, "Yes, I am no longer worried~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Good..~" he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He gripped his hips firmly as he continued to kiss and bite his neck, "Best part is you can be as loud as you want~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He shuddered hard. "Wh-Why now..~?" He asked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Because it's just us now~ remember we were with an entire crew of people before~" He said.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"W-Well yeah, that's fair..~" he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He gripped his hips tighter, "I agree~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He shuddered and let out a weak moan. "W-Well, I suppose I am fully at your mercy..~"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"You are always at my mercy." He growled.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He shuddered. "Yeah, I suppose so..~" he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He started to undress him roughly, tired of playing around now.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas gasped and tried to help him, his face flushed hard.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He tossed off his trousers and pushed off his shirt, biting into his neck again as he undressed himself.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas arched and let out a low moan, his face flushed hard now.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He growled lowly before pulling away to pull his shirt off.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He ran his hands slowly up Ulric's well toned chest.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He rumbled softly as he watched him, eyes almost predatory.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas moved to try and work on his pants, biting his lip gently.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Good boy." He growled lowly.