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[dioception]

[It is easy enough to send a private message to DIO, but anything written here would be visible only to recipients and to those who hold his book in their hands.]
{I'll pretty this post up more in the future}

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[sleight_of_hand]

[ Adachi returned the expression with a smirk of his own, the stretch of his lip causing a little more blood to slip out from one of the bite marks. He shifted back, grabbing at his pants and underwear so he could help free the beast, as it were. ]

[ ...he had to pause and stare a moment, though. ]

...maybe horse wasn't a big enough description.

[ Yep. ]

[ He grabbed it then for a few rough strokes, making sure Dio was nice and hard before he tried lowering himself onto him. A gasp escaped from him almost immediately as the head pushed at the muscle, sensation shooting up his spine and for a moment looking like it knocked the drunk out of him. He so totally did not prepare himself for this well enough, but common sense was going out the window pretty quickly, and he was forcing himself down. ]

[dioception]

[Now, Dio was by no means a hungry vampire, but there was always something about the way that blood dripped that made something primal inside of him awaken. His pupils dilated as he watched a bead of brilliant red roll down Adachi's chin. That was more hypnotizing to him than even the release of his erection from the confines of too-tight pants, though he snapped back from it at the statement.

He gave a light laugh at the sentiment, though it was QUITE the exaggeration. And thank goodness, right? Adachi already had enough to worry about without being split in half.]

Now don't rush it...

[Not that he didn't appreciate the enthusiasm! In fact, Dio's nails dug into Adachi's hips as he let out a groan of pleasure. It was tight, very tight. Of course, he'd barely prepared at all, so that was to be expected.

One hand eventually left Adachi's hips, allowing the man do wreck himself on his dick while he reached up to grab a fistful of that dark hair to tug him down roughly, Dio's tongue darting out to lick up the man's chin to get that dribble of blood before he sucked gently on his lip. He did remember that he liked the biting, but perhaps Dio could just... use his mouth all over and in many various ways. Surely, he wouldn't have any objections.]

[sleight_of_hand]

[ Oh he definitely didn't seem to object, considering how his alcohol hazed eyes seemed to darken. He was more than happy to move against Dio, each little drag of his cock inside of him drawing soft gasps and huffs of breath. His tongue slipped out to touch sloppily against his lips, silently encouraging him to do whatever the hell he wanted. ]