[There's something oddly intimate about having his thumb in Adrian's mouth, feeling along the sides of his fangs. For a second, the thought crosses his mind to take it a step further — push his fingers in more, feel along his gums and the inside of his mouth, run them along the flat of his tongue and press them into the back to see how deep he can take them — but it's only a thought, and quickly gone by the time he feels the kiss pressed against the pad of his thumb.
(He remembers, suddenly, the obscene popping noise Adrian's mouth once made when it pulled off of his dick, and this is not at all the time to be dwelling on that, but his cheeks go faintly red anyway.)
He makes himself think, instead, of how it must have been for Adrian as a kid, half-human with a vampire's skull and vampire teeth to match. Did the others fall out, the way a human's baby teeth always do? He tries to imagine him with a more youthful face and a cute gap where the front teeth should be, flanked on either side by his fangs, and yeah, okay, that's actually pretty adorable to contemplate.]
Yeah. I want to do it...not just in the heat of the moment. More deliberate than that.
[He works a hand into Adrian's hair, tugging softly on the strands before drawing back to look at him properly. The magic in his eyes has fled, for the moment; the only green there is his own.]
I want it to be something else we do. And that we both know it's okay. I want to trust you with me. I mean — I do, I already do. But that's what this is. Trust. I trust you.
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[There's something oddly intimate about having his thumb in Adrian's mouth, feeling along the sides of his fangs. For a second, the thought crosses his mind to take it a step further — push his fingers in more, feel along his gums and the inside of his mouth, run them along the flat of his tongue and press them into the back to see how deep he can take them — but it's only a thought, and quickly gone by the time he feels the kiss pressed against the pad of his thumb.
(He remembers, suddenly, the obscene popping noise Adrian's mouth once made when it pulled off of his dick, and this is not at all the time to be dwelling on that, but his cheeks go faintly red anyway.)
He makes himself think, instead, of how it must have been for Adrian as a kid, half-human with a vampire's skull and vampire teeth to match. Did the others fall out, the way a human's baby teeth always do? He tries to imagine him with a more youthful face and a cute gap where the front teeth should be, flanked on either side by his fangs, and yeah, okay, that's actually pretty adorable to contemplate.]
Yeah. I want to do it...not just in the heat of the moment. More deliberate than that.
[He works a hand into Adrian's hair, tugging softly on the strands before drawing back to look at him properly. The magic in his eyes has fled, for the moment; the only green there is his own.]
I want it to be something else we do. And that we both know it's okay. I want to trust you with me. I mean — I do, I already do. But that's what this is. Trust. I trust you.