And Sin was born to do it.
The Hunter jerked his hips up at the oral assault and almost made Sin choke, his erection hitting the back of Sin’s throat, going no further.
From there, it got rather sloppy, for Sin had never done this before to another male. And the fact that it was Zai spiked his arousal like nothing else.
Saliva overflowed his mouth in unrestrained enthusiasm. He sucked on Zai’s plump head with a single-minded focus, nipping at his sensitive glans, sinking the tip of his fangs into the distended veins, then inhaling as much of the thick rod as he could down his throat again.
For his part, Zai didn’t just lie there and take it.
He put two big hands on Sin’s thighs and spread him open above Zai’s face. Without warning, he speared his tongue inside of Sin’s loosened hole and began to lick and eat at the sensitive opening, making Sin’s balls tense tight to his body, making his cock kick madly and spurt more cream.
Cream that the Hunter lapped right up, licking from hole to balls to the root of his cock and all the way along the turgid length to the swollen head of Sin, where he sucked so hard Sin felt like the very marrow was getting sucked out of his bones.
Their appetite for each other was inexhaustible, as undying as their erections as they fed their cocks down each other’s throats simultaneously, their fingers digging and rubbing in each other’s holes, thumbs putting pressure where they needed it the most.
Sin came in Zai’s mouth and down his throat almost the same moment that Zai did the same. Sin lapped up every drop of the other man’s seed, reveling in the taste and texture of the tangy, thick cream.
Then, when Zai’s cock was still kicking with his release, Sin sank his fangs into Zai’s dorsal vein.
Sweet, heavenly blood burst upon Sin’s tongue in a flood of flavors, mixed with Zai’s cum.
He groaned deeply as he drank, as Zai hissed at the sharp pain-pleasure that Sin wrought from him.
And when he had his fill of Zai’s blood and seed, he pulled away just enough to turn back around.
Without missing a beat, as easy as breathing, he sank his hard cock back inside Zai’s ass, held the man still by his throat and fed his own blood and cum to Zai in a devouring kiss.
Endlessly, he stroked into the Hunter, making sure to hit his pleasure spot inside just right with each and every thrust.
Making Zai moan helplessly. Making him hiss and gasp. Biting his lip to keep the sounds in, but unable to silence them completely.
How he loved the contradictions in the man.
So much passion, yet so much reserve at the same time. So strong and stoic, yet willing to submit to Sin in the most vulnerable way.
He tore his mouth away from Zai for only a brief moment so that he could look down into the Dark One’s face and watch.
Watch Zai’s dark eyes shimmer with liquid passion.
Watch Zai’s sharp cheeks darken with heat.
Watch his mouth involuntarily open to release stuttering gasps as Sin fucked the very breath out of his body, replacing air with pleasure, until his heart wanted to explode with bliss.
Ah, he could watch the Hunter lose himself to ecstasy all day. Every day.
Watch him unravel and break apart on Sin’s plundering cock.
He was made for this.
Made to ruin this male and be ruined by Zai just as thoroughly.
They were made for each other.
Sin felt it to the roots of his spirit, both animal and man.
If only Zai would give in. If only he admitted to whom he belonged.
Mine. Mine. Mine!