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Octavius stared down at him, eyes slowly getting wider. Turney got so lost in the ocean blue that he didn’t see the trap. He flinched in shock when the devious vampire suddenly tore his briefs in two.
“THAT’S BETTER!!!” Octavius sang loudly.
“OCTAVIUS!”
“Hm, though…” The vampire eyed his cock narrowly. His prick, which had been hardening in interest, started to deflate under the look. “…it is the wrong color.”
Turney gasped and shielded his parts with his hands. “You are not painting my crotch.”
Octavius huffed, brushing Turney’s hands aside. “I was just making a comment!”
He glared. “I don’t believe you…”
“If I painted it, then I couldn’t do what I wanted to with it. No worries!” Octavius chimed, as he flipped the lid off the lube and squirted some on Turney’s cock.
“How nice to kno—ah!” His words cut off in a moan when the vampire wrapped his hand around his half hard prick and began to jerk him off.
He pumped up into Octavius’ fist.
“No moving, statue!” the vampire said with a whine.
Turney chuckled. “Fine, fine.” He tucked his hands beneath his head and laid there trying not to move…
He frowned at the evil grin that appeared on Octavius’ face, and watched him slide down his body. The vampire took the tip of his cock into his mouth. Turney let out a low groan. The sight of Octavius sucking his cock while sparkling, slightly green, and with a pile of snakes on his head was bizarre, yet…so hot.
The urge to push further into the male’s mouth was so strong he reached up and grabbed hold of the poles on the corner of the bed frame to keep from moving. This was going to be torture… Pleasurable torture, but still torture.
A whimper slipped past his lips, his cock jerking when the vampire dug his tongue into his slit. Octavius seemed content to tease and suckle him, but not actually take him fully into his mouth.
“Octavius! Please!” he gasped after many minutes had passed.
Octavius let out a muffled giggled, mouth still on him…and ignored his cries—the brat. He closed his eyes, grip tightening on the poles as sweat formed on his brow. The tenson inside him was building and easing, over and over again. His cock spilling pre-cum while Octavius continued to torture his tip with his mouth and tongue.
Turney’s eyes snapped open at a familiar sound. Looking down, he licked his lips at the sight of the vampire’s lips wrapped around him while he opened himself up at the same time. That had been the noise he’d heard—fingers plunging into a wet hole. God did he want to see.
“Turn around,” Turney rasped.
Octavius pulled off his cock. “No,” the vampire said with a breathy giggle. Octavius stopped opening himself up and crawled up Turney’s body. The vampire’s hard cock was peeking out of his leather skirt.
Turney tried to remain still as Octavius gripped his prick and pushed up onto his knees overtop of him. He licked his lips, shuddering at the feeling of the male’s wet pucker against his tip.
“Fuck…” He moaned loudly when the vampire pushed down and Turney’s crown breached the male’s hole. His grip on the bed frame tightened.
Octavius let out a groan as he slid all the way down. “Ah, so hard for me, my stone lover.”
“Always,” he grunted.
“Mine!” Octavius gasped, lifting up before he plunged back down. “All mine!” the vampire moaned.
“Fuck, Octavius!” Turney shouted as the male began to ride him.
He rotated his hips, thrusting up the next time Octavius plunged down.
“No moving!” the vampire cried out, his pace not slowing even a bit.
“You are trying to kill me,” Turney moaned.
Octavius threw his head back on a much too evil laugh. “You’ve been turned to stone. You are far past the point where you’d need to worry about death.”
