Comment Porn Month -- Day 16
Another day, another theme!
Today we're are drinking Alcohol (and other drugs) Drinking to forget, drinking to remember, drinking to drink...and all the trouble that leads us to...the lowered inhibitions, the change of perspective...or maybe it's the first time on pain pills, or a drug slipped in a drink...maybe a little weed to loosen things up ( Read more... )
Today we're are drinking Alcohol (and other drugs) Drinking to forget, drinking to remember, drinking to drink...and all the trouble that leads us to...the lowered inhibitions, the change of perspective...or maybe it's the first time on pain pills, or a drug slipped in a drink...maybe a little weed to loosen things up ( Read more... )
Angelus had just grinned when Dean asked what the fuck a happy meal was and hed kept grinning that evil smile, the one that made Dean just want to throw all his clothes off and present himself like a fucking sacrifice to his sire, all the way to club.
Dean felt that if this had been a movie their walking through the floor would have gone in slow motion, people stepping out of their way with looks of equal fear and lust and Angelus eyes sweeping the crowd to find that perfect victim for the night.
This night his eyes fell on a dark haired beauty gyrating on the dance floor, eyes distant and body moving impossibly fluid. Dean watched as his sire stepped up behind the young man whispered something into his ear, at the same time as his hand came up to rest on a flat, partly bared stomach. The slender man arched into the touch and Ewan could see his cock hardening in the very tight leather trousers. Angelus turned to Dean and nodded towards one of the corner booths, Dean nodded back and went to scare off the people already there.
The young man slid in next to Dean and leaned over to whisper in his ear. "Hi there, I'm-"
Dean interrupted him. "I don't care what you name is, darling..." He made sure he couldn't talk any more by capturing his lips in a deep kiss. Dean could taste some kind of alcohol but there was something else there as well. Something off. Angelus came up behind the young man again.
"Taste him, then you'll know what I mean..." Dean's eyes flickered towards the dance floor but no one seemed to pay attention to them so he leaned over and bit down on the pale neck before him, slipping into game face as he did.
He could feel the taste even stronger now, and it was... intoxicating. He let go off the kids neck with a gasp and leaned backwards in on the sofa. His vampiric metabolism was doing something with whatever the man had taken and he felt like he was surrounded by cotton and the dancers on the floor just didn't seem to want to stay in focus. Angelus grin as he guided their toy's face down to Dean's cock was knowing and wicked and it made Dean moan.
As the young man did his best to pull Dean's dulled brain out of his cock, he might not be skilled but he sure was enthusiastic, Dean watched as Angelus too fed from their happy meal, making his grin soften slightly and his hands fumble for the kid's trousers. They fucked him between them, uncharacteristically slow, and Dean's only thought was they needed to go out for happy meals more often.
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